Jedi Marriage Proposal [Live]

Farewell's account has not been online for more than a month.

Sheng Xiaosheng's avatar in the live broadcast room has also been grayed out.

The person literally disappeared, as if he had never been there.

——No, he didn't disappear, he just completely changed back to the person who existed in advertisements and entertainment news, away from Gu Zhan's life, and returned to an unreachable attitude.

They used to be so close, so close that as long as Gu Zhan closed his eyes, he could outline the arc of those smiling lips.

They used to be so close, so close that even if it was uncomfortable to be hugged, he would not want to push Gu Zhan away even the slightest bit.

They once went to the night market together, and the fingers were so close that it only took a second of strength to stick together tightly.

He used to look at Gu Zhan with a smile that no one could see, and he used to deliberately design Gu Zhan to trick him into eating the ginger juice in his bowl. Hit the milk, then laugh triumphantly and arrogantly.

These originally wonderful memories are now like sharp thorns, piercing a certain corner of his heart, reminding Gu Zhan all the time, what kind of vivid and three-dimensional person he has missed.

The poster is vivid, but not as sentimental as his, and the image is three-dimensional, but it does not have his warmth.

Being selfless is because you never get it, but once you get it, you hide your selfishness in your heart.

As long as you can see him, you will be satisfied, and as long as you can hear his songs, you will have no regrets. Thinking about it now, they are all fucking nonsense.

More than a month has passed, and Gu Zhan seems to be living in a dream every day.

In my mind is still the back view of the night that person left, lonely and desolate.

What is heartache?

That's about it.

At that moment, looking at that figure from behind, he almost wanted to jump off the damn window sill and hug him desperately.

He had never tasted this kind of feeling in his life, it was as if he had torn a heart from the middle, the left side was the last sliver of reason remaining in the heart, while the right side was the desperate madness.

He spurned his cowardice over and over again, but he rejoiced over and over again that Xiao Sheng's stardom was not affected.

His fans even bought the naming rights to a star for his upcoming birthday.

Xiao Sheng's new drama "Nine Profound Sky" is playing on TV, and Gu Zhan holds the remote control every night, chasing the new drama like masochistic.

Obviously knowing that the more you look at it, the more uncomfortable it will be, but you just can't help but want to look at it.

Looking at the elegant and unrestrained figure, looking at the misty eyes, looking at that man's slightly sinister smile...

The world is blurred.

The door lock of the living room rang suddenly, and a figure came in and touched the wall: "Why don't you turn on the light? My brother, you have bad eyes."

"...Don't open!"

Gu Zhan didn't expect Zhou Yongyi to come back suddenly, so he quickly picked up the remote control and cut off the only light source in the room.

The room was plunged into darkness for an instant, with only a little peripheral light coming in from the window.

"Let's have some supper."

Zhou Yongyi paused, and no longer obsessed with the problem of light, he walked in in the dark and put the supper bag on the coffee table.

"Thank you." Gu Zhan picked up the supper and smelled it, it was ginger juice and milk.He casually asked, "Did you go shopping in Sham Shui Wa?"

Zhou Yongyi was stunned for a moment, his back was slightly stiff: "...um."

The living room was dark, with only a faint light coming in from the window.

Gu Zhan ate the supper brought back by his friend bit by bit, but he didn't pay attention to find that his wallet was still on the table.

Zhou Yongyi sat next to him for a while, curled his fingers on his knees tightly and relaxed several times, but finally didn't ask.

He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Yeah." Gu Zhan nodded, turned on the TV again and tortured himself.

Zhou Yongyi glanced at the people sitting in the living room, and clenched the word flying vigorously in his palm as if making up his mind.

There is only one phone number on it: Alan: 173xxxxxxxx.

Xiao Sheng came to the coffee shop run by Fu Yifan as scheduled.

This is a rather private coffee shop, which is only open to friends in the circle, because it has just opened and the popularity is not high.Xiao Sheng reckoned that Fu Yifan made an appointment here, maybe he wanted him to have a look at his style, and then he helped bring some friends over if he had nothing to do.

Sure enough, there was a waiter waiting there as soon as he arrived at the door.Seeing him coming, he immediately led him in.

Since he wanted to help with advertising, Xiao Sheng naturally had to be strict with him. After he came in, he looked around critically.

Lighting, green plants, corridors, and layout, even with his strictness, he came to a good conclusion.

Well, since Mr. Fu is so sincere, it's not difficult to help him publicize.

Xiao Sheng walked unhurriedly behind the waiter, unexpectedly, after passing through many corridors and entering the private room, he saw an unexpected person.

"Sheng Da."

Seeing Xiao Sheng coming in, the man greeted him.

"...Zhou Spear King? Why are you?"

Xiao Sheng was extremely surprised.

Fu Yifan and Zhou Yongyi know each other?How did you meet?

"Where's Fu Yifan?"

Xiao Sheng took his seat, still surprised.

"Fu Yifan? You are asking about the Ferrari maniac. I have something to discuss with you alone, so please avoid him."

Zhou Yongyi pinched the twinkling earrings on his left ear habitually, and pointed to the ordering device at the corner of the table: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Flower jujube tea."

In order to protect his throat, Xiao Sheng doesn't drink coffee and other messy things too much.

Both of them took their seats, Zhou Yongyi glanced at Xiao Sheng, wondering if it was because of the lighting, he seemed to have lost weight a lot in the past month, and the outline of his jaw became deeper.

Xiao Sheng seemed to feel that Zhou Yongyi was looking at him all the time, but he didn't raise his eyes to look at him, he just drank his tea calmly.

He had a hunch that Zhou Yongyi called him here to talk to him about Gu Zhan, so he might as well see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Zhou Yongyi can't hold back things in his heart, he just needs to pick up Fan Er and pretend to be deep, and Zhou Yongyi will soon be pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

But to Xiao Sheng's surprise, Zhou Yongyi was very calm this time, and instead of going straight to the point, he said slowly in a reminiscent tone: "Gu Zhan and I... have been brothers for four years. .”

Xiao Sheng's hand paused, and the liquid in the transparent cup stirred up.

He tightened his fingertips, lowered his eyes and smiled casually: "...Really."

Zhou Yongyi's surface is rough, but his heart is extremely delicate. Xiao Sheng's momentary pause has already been fully seen by him.

He thought about it, and slowly said, "Shengda, I've always wanted to ask you something, but I don't know if I should ask it or not."

Xiao Sheng put the cup and saucer exuding the aroma of flowers and dates back on the table, and changed into a comfortable sitting position: "You ask."

"What kind of feelings do you have for Gu Zhan?" Zhou Yongyi said, "Do you like him?"

Hearing this question, Xiao Sheng took a deep breath, and a long-hidden forbearance appeared in his eyes.

does he like him

What a ridiculous question.

If he didn't like him, how could he write a song like that?

If you don't like him, why would you go to his house regardless of the paparazzi's pursuit?

If you don't like him, why do you have to bear the scandal?

If he didn't like him, why didn't he leave after seeing his good brother tricked him out, but continued to sit here?

Seeing his expression, Zhou Yongyi knew that his question was not of a high level.

But he believes that no matter how bad his topic is, Xiao Sheng will listen patiently.

Zhou Yongyi took a sip of his coffee and decided not to waste any more time.He looked at Xiao Sheng, and said calmly: "Gu Zhan, he likes you very much."

He likes you.

The CD of that place appeared in front of Xiao Sheng's eyes.

There are collector's editions, limited editions, single MVs, and even a not-so-mature trial version recorded when he first debuted six years ago.The original version, but even he himself no longer exists.

He likes me.Of course I know.

but……

Xiao Sheng felt a pang in his heart, and showed a jerky smile: "So what."

Zhou Yongyi was startled, and his eyes became sharp: "So what? If you don't like him, then what about the turmoil caused by you blatantly proposing to him on Chigua TV?"

"If you don't like him, then what if he is chased and scolded by your fighters every day, and scolded bloody?"

"If you don't like him, then what if he watches your TV series and MV at home every day and cries like an idiot?"

Hearing this, Xiao Sheng's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he quickly recovered his previous calmness.

He reached out to pick up the jujube tea on the table, took a sip, and then said unhurriedly: "But he rejected me. Twice. It's very clear."

Zhou Yongyi choked suddenly.

Xiao Sheng smiled indifferently, adjusted his clothes and cuffs, got up and patted Zhou Yongyi on the shoulder, and said kindly: "Thank you for telling me this. Gu Zhan is so lucky to have a friend like you."

Zhou Yongyi suddenly looked up at him.

Xiao Sheng gave him an unfathomable look, let go of the hand on his shoulder, turned around and prepared to go out.

However, the moment he was about to step out of the marble door frame, Zhou Yongyi suddenly said, "There is a reason!"

Xiao Sheng paused.

Zhou Yongyi stood up, walked to his side, and said again: "I can probably guess the reason why he rejected you."

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I'm short, I'm guilty, in fact, I was once thick and long! (Try to send it at 12 o'clock tomorrow, so that you won't be scolded [Planning])