I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

Tang Shi was still talking happily, and Yi Zhou had already dried his clothes and came over with a fruit plate, which he put on the tea table, "There are only some loquats in the refrigerator."

Tang Shi's eyes sparkled when he saw it. He reached out and grabbed two of them, peeled off the skin and stuffed them into his mouth, "Brother, you are so kind. I still remember this is my favorite."

"Sit on the side, it's not too hot when you're together." Yi Zhou pushed Tang Shi away a bit, sat between the two of them, looked at Zong Yuan who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa as if meditating, and patted His leg, "Have you taken the medicine?"

"No need to eat." Zong Yuan responded lightly, "The fever has subsided."

Yi Zhou was not at ease, and raised his hand to touch his forehead again. Zong Yuan leaned back to avoid his touch, "I took my temperature in the morning."

Yi Zhou glanced at the hand raised in mid-air, took it back, got up and grabbed a few loquats, peeled the skins and handed them to Zong Yuan, "Eat some fruit, it will moisten the lungs."

Zong Yuan's eyes fell on the loquat near his mouth, "I don't like it."

"The problem of picky eaters will not change." Yi Zhou stuffed it into his mouth, "Whatever you like to eat, I will buy it in the afternoon."

Zong Yuan shook his head, "Don't bother."

After he went out, he seemed to be more indifferent. Yizhou didn't understand, and he realized that when he saw Zong Yuan again, he knew very little about him. When they ate and lived together, Zong Yuan was still a lively person. The child sometimes talks more than Tang Shi, and he is completely different from the taciturn him now.

If it is said that time makes people grow and make people change, then Yizhou did not participate in this process, so the Zong Yuan he sees now is familiar and unfamiliar.

"Brother, how about cooking sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch? I've been craving it for a long time abroad." Tang Shi had finished eating half a plate of loquat at this time, and came up to him.

Yi Zhou thought about the meat and vegetables left in the refrigerator when he looked through the refrigerator in the morning, and nodded, "I will let my aunt do it later."

"Brother cooks by himself, what you cook is the taste!" Tang Shimang refused.

Tang Shi was like a child who didn't grow up, just like Zong Yuan before, he always liked to act like a baby, but Yi Zhou couldn't beat him, so he answered in just a few sentences.

Yi Zhou looked at Zong Yuan again, "What dish do Yuan'er want to order? Brother has learned a lot of skills in recent years."

"I'm not hungry, I'm a little dizzy, I want to sleep for a while." Zong Yuan got off the sofa and went upstairs barefoot.

Yi Zhou glanced at the two pairs of shoes left in place, then at Zong Yuan who disappeared around the corner of the stairs, feeling something was wrong, and asked Tang Shi, "What did you guys talk about just now?"

Tang Shi was still stealing the remaining half plate of loquat, and said vaguely, "It's nothing to talk about, I'm talking about it, Brother Yuan is just like the rumors outside, he doesn't like to talk."

Yi Zhou didn't think what he said seemed to be a lie, but just outside, Zong Yuan was not so cold, could it be that he was really uncomfortable?

"By the way, brother, the clothes that brother Yuan is wearing are the ones specially made for you by the brand, right? It's the only one in the world." Tang Shi asked.

Yi Zhou didn't speak, it was acquiesced, he got up and walked upstairs, the door was closed, he knocked on the door, "Yuan'er?"

There was no sound inside, so Yi Zhou opened the door and went in, seeing that Zong Yuan was wearing earphones, holding a pen and writing on the clipboard, and didn't notice Yi Zhou's arrival.

Yi Zhou stretched out his head to look, and the light above his head was instantly blocked. Zong Yuan subconsciously covered the writing board, and when he looked up and saw that it was Yi Zhou, he slowly moved away the covering hand, and looked at him in surprise, as if asking Why is he here.

Yi Zhou felt sore for no reason when he watched his action of protecting the clipboard. What kind of people must be around this silly boy to make him subconsciously be so defensive.

Yi Zhou sat next to him, "Why don't you take a rest if you have a headache?"

Zong Yuan's eyes were gloomy, the headache was just an excuse, he just wanted to avoid getting along with them, otherwise he would always feel like an outsider.

"Tang Shi..." Zong Yuan asked.

Yi Zhou froze for a moment, feeling that he seemed to be a little resistant to Tang Shi, thinking that perhaps Zong Yuan's personality was introverted now, so he was extremely sensitive to strangers.

"You should know that we used to be a group, but we haven't seen each other for more than half a year. His family relationship is chaotic and he doesn't like to go back to live, so he often comes to my place. If you are not used to it, I will let him leave in the afternoon." Yi Zhou It's rare to explain to someone so patiently.

Zong Yuan withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "No, I'll go back to City A in the afternoon."

He also said yesterday that he wanted to stay here for two days, and that he was rushing back to City A today. If he hadn't said something on his mind, no one else would believe him, let alone Yizhou.

Facing Shang Yizhou's probing gaze, Zong Yuan's eyes dodged a little, "The manager urged me."

Yi Zhou glanced at the dead mobile phone on the bedside table, and Zong Yuan's lie was self-defeating.

His mobile phone was thrown aside when he came yesterday, and when he came to turn off the lights for Zong Yuan at night, it turned off automatically when he saw that there was no power. Now it is said that it was urged by the manager. Could it be that he relied on mind communication?

Zong Yuan followed his gaze and knew that he had missed something, so he pursed his lips, but did not explain after all.

"What's the matter?" Yi Zhou asked.

If you say more about Zong Yuan's thoughts, it's too difficult to keep calm in front of him, Zong Yuan bit his lower lip lightly, feeling that he couldn't control his suppressed emotions.

"Can I sleep for a while?"

He froze for a long while before saying this sentence, Yi Zhou felt a little frustrated, "Then you go to sleep, I will call you for dinner."

"Okay." Zong Yuan lay down and covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped down.

Yi Zhou got up and went out, and stood at the corner of the stairs for a while, the child who was more noisy than Tang Shi from before put on a protective clothing in front of him.

Zong Yuan originally talked about sleeping in order to avoid the topic, but who knew that he really fell asleep after lying down, and returned to the small dormitory that was not too big in his dream. Yi Zhou told him that he longed for love and wanted to find a gentle A virtuous girl will rely on him to accompany him, from getting married to giving birth to life and then growing old a little bit.

Zong Yuan was in a cold sweat when he woke up, the dream just now was too real, as if Yi Zhou had said it in his ear.

Zong Yuan sat up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gradually felt that his vision was a little blurry, he leaned there sullenly, holding his knees and kept wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

In fact, I just fell in love with a boy, why is it so difficult to say it out.

Two years ago, the second concert in Yizhou was also the first concert in Yizhou after he returned to China. He bought an admission ticket, but because the plane was delayed after work, when he arrived at the place, the staff had already left. After cleaning up the scene, he reluctantly asked others if he couldn't escape the fate of being told that the concert was over.

It was just that he missed a concert in Yizhou, but in that dark night with light rain, he felt that this was the reality that he and Yizhou had missed again and again. Even as an audience, getting closer to him in this way, he Can't do it.

It was cold all night, he was holding a wine bottle and walking on the deserted street, his hair was drenched, his whole body was like a drowned chicken, but he didn't know where he should go, he had no home, the only warmth came from For the one who used to be, the person who drifted away from him.

When Qi Gaoyang found him, he was sitting on the ground like a homeless man, the trash can at the end of the alley was only ten meters away from him.

Qi Gaoyang said, you look like a piece of rubbish, if it wasn't for fear that tomorrow's entertainment headlines would say that Zong Yuan died on the street, I wouldn't need to come out in the middle of the night to find a drunkard, it's really unlucky.

Zong Yuan laughed when he heard it, and said: Brother Zhou, you are here.

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Outsiders see Zong Yuan as his glamorous side, a young original singer, sweeping all kinds of awards, contracting the front row of the charts of major music platforms, and the sales of each record are beyond the reach of others, but this is such a The proud son of heaven, indulged in his own knots, and paralyzed himself with late-night alcohol.

He also wanted to try to like a girl, or give up Yizhou to like another boy, but later he realized that he had no other choice, he could only like Yizhou alone.

When there was a knock on the door, Zong Yuan rubbed his eyes in a panic, plunged into the quilt and pretended to be asleep.

Yi Zhou pushed the door open and walked in, patted him through the quilt, "Get up and eat something."

Zong Yuan knew that his eyes were red when he opened them, and he closed them tightly with his back facing him, "I won't eat."

Yi Zhou frowned, he was skinny and skinny. Not only was he a picky eater, but he also had irregular schedules, "No, I have to eat more."

He lifted the quilt and pulled Zong Yuan up. He has been exercising all year round, and Zong Yuan's arm strength cannot be compared with that of Zong Yuan. After a long stalemate, he sat up.

His eyes were still closed, his head was lowered, and he refused to lift it up. Yi Zhou was still angry when he got up, and tidied up the wrinkled clothes for him. He didn't forget the slippers he left in the living room when he first came up. carry up.

Yi Zhou squatted down and put on slippers for him. When he looked up, he saw the redness around Zong Yuan's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, "Yuaner?"

Zong Yuan knew that he couldn't hide anymore, he opened his eyes and licked his lips, met Yi Zhou's gaze, "I'm having a nightmare."

He didn't lie to him, it's just that Yi Zhou couldn't imagine what kind of nightmare would make Zong Yuan lose control of his emotions.

Yizhou felt an indescribable distress in his heart. He reached out to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, but someone hid him. Before he could feel lost, he heard him say: "Don't pat me on the shoulder, you used to be like this, and then left .”

His voice is not high, nasal and hoarse voice can be dull, but it is like holding a knife to carve his heart stroke by stroke, and it is understandable why the last few times when he patted his shoulder, Yuan Er Why are you always running away.

Knowing that dodging this action will not change the reality, he still insists on sticking to this not-so-stopping stop.

"Brother won't leave." Yi Zhou was still squatting on the spot, looking up into his eyes, "Yuaner, brother really won't leave this time."

Zong Yuan's nose was sour, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes. Tears were held in his eyes that were gradually crimson, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.

"I don't blame you." Zong Yuan said hoarsely.

"I know." Yi Zhou said softly, "You didn't blame me, it was my fault, I didn't tell you."