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

"He doesn't even look at me before leaving?" Yi Zhou asked back, "This kid has to stick to the bottom line like this? He's a donkey!"

Seeing that he missed the point, Zheng Huai raised his eyebrows and didn't remind him.

No one spoke, Yi Zhou sat there thinking, when Zong Yuan sat in front of him and asked him "Is it abnormal to like men", the dodge in his eyes at that time could not be faked, I am afraid that he is the same as himself, he is afraid of Give away a little liking and there's nowhere to hide.

This fool.

Zong Yuan's departure from the birthday party was a huge turning point after his debut. The loss of fans and the abandonment of the company made him fall out of the clouds in the first year of prosperity, and became an unpopular passerby.

When he won the championship seven years ago, the sound of blessings could not suppress the doubts. It was because he retired immaturely and did not give him a chance to compete fairly, so it was dishonorable to win. He admitted that he regretted it when he knew about it.Unexpectedly, his second turning point four years later was also because of him.

Yi Zhou didn't know how to describe his mood. He always thought that as long as there was no intersection, the distant harmony could be maintained, without interference, without repeating the same mistakes, and being a familiar stranger.

But the person you care about, no matter how far away you are, you still can't let go.

It was only then that Yi Zhou understood. He looked up at Zheng Huai, "When is my next arrangement?"

Zheng Huai kept his schedule in mind, "Tomorrow I will be at the company's annual meeting."

As the New Year's Eve falls, Huashang Entertainment will hold an event to celebrate every year. Yi Zhou has no reason to be absent, so he grabs the phone on the table and walks out, "Got it, see you tomorrow."

Seeing his hasty pace, Zheng Huai disappeared into the back at the end of the corridor in a short while, and sighed secretly.

But no matter what, I didn't say that I won't go to the annual meeting. It can be said that there is progress, and finally it doesn't have to be so worrying.

But when Zheng Huai saw Yi Zhou the next day, recalling what he had praised Yi Zhou in his heart before, he wished he could take it back and pretend that he had never thought of anything.

When Yi Zhou appeared in Zong Yuan's recording studio, Bai Lin was leaning against the corner and yawning. He stayed with Zong Yuan for several days, but he didn't sleep well. .

Bai Lin stretched his waist, and yawned again, his eyes were filled with tears instantly, his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw a tall figure coming from the cold wind, the black coat was wrapped around the person, and his steps were slow. The feeling is very similar to Yi Zhou's laziness and uninhibitedness.

"I didn't wake up, did I?" Bai Lin rubbed his eyes and said to himself.

Yi Zhou had already walked in front of him, bent down to look at Bai Lin, blocking a large area of ​​light to form a shadow, "Where's Yuan'er?"

Startled, Bai Lin woke up from a semi-sleeping state, patted his buttocks and stood up against the wall, subconsciously replied: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan is recording songs inside!"

Yi Zhou walked in the direction he pointed, Bai Lin remembered that when he called Yi Zhou in the morning, he told him about Zong Yuan's latest arrangements, and he did not expect Yi Zhou to come in the afternoon.

Through two layers of glass, Yi Zhou saw Zong Yuan standing inside, with earphones covering his ears, his face looked smaller, and he didn't know if it was because of the earphones or because he had lost weight.

He didn't enter the workshop, he just leaned against the outside door, the sound insulation effect is very good, he can't even hear the movement inside clearly, occasionally the sound of the sound engineer and arranger teacher talking with Zong Yuan, there is a gap between the words Rarely, Yi Zhou raised the corners of his lips, thinking that Zong Yuan's reply would probably be something like "okay" and "um".

After standing like this for nearly two hours, Yi Zhou didn't feel sore legs. When he saw Zong Yuan walk out of the door inside, Yi Zhou pushed the door and went in.

In the recording studio were the people Zong Yuan was used to working with. Yi Zhou had been here before, so they were not surprised to see him coming, but Zong Yuan was staring at Yi Zhou’s figure uncertainly, almost on his forehead. There are a few question marks on top.

"You guys are busy." Yi Zhou sat a little far away, rubbed his sore legs, and kept his eyes on Zong Yuan.

At the beginning, Zong Yuan’s focus was still on him. Gradually, this workaholic got used to the existence of Yizhou, so he communicated with the arranger teacher on his own. , using few words, but firmly established his position.

After another hour of discussion and re-recording, the song was finally finalized, and the staff packed up their things and left. Only then did Zong Yuan remember that there was someone waiting for him.

He turned around to look at Yi Zhou a little bluntly, and looked at his face openly. Yi Zhou was expressionless, and he didn't know whether it was joy or displeasure, Zong Yuan was a little unsure.

He has come to look for himself, does it mean that he has calmed down?

"Don't know him?" Yi Zhou asked him.

Zong Yuan moved to his side and whispered, "Brother."

Yi Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, just now he was discussing work with other people with a cold face and a serious face, why did he start to feel guilty when he was in front of him?

Yi Zhou reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, the advantage of being seven or eight centimeters taller was revealed at this moment, Zong Yuan froze for a moment, the familiar and warm movements made him feel at ease, and walked out along Yi Zhou's pace .

Bai Lin was sent away by Yizhou early in the morning, Zong Yuan didn't look at the person and knew in his heart that he didn't need to come to record songs, but Bai Lin was always worried about his health, and he went everywhere at the same pace. and.

"Any other jobs?" Yi Zhou asked him.

Zong Yuan shook his head, and remembered that the people next to him might not be able to see him, so he said, "No more, let's go home?"

Yi Zhou turned his head and glanced at him, then went home and asked for his permission, so worried that he would not go with him, why didn't he take the initiative to find him?

"Okay." Yi Zhou replied.

Zong Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and Yi Zhou noticed the movement of slightly loosening his shoulders immediately, with an unspeakable emotion pressing down in his heart.

Nothing changed in Zong Yuan’s house, it was still empty, Yi Zhou carried the ingredients into the kitchen, and did not forget to cook for him as before, when there was the sound of food being cooked in the kitchen, Zong Yuan sat cross-legged at the door of the kitchen, Staring at the man inside through the glass door.

Yi Zhou turned around and saw this scene, which was indescribably cute. He didn't know who Zong Yuan learned from this habit of sitting anywhere. He opened the kitchen door and bowed his head, "Isn't it cold on the ground?"

Zong Yuan moved his buttocks and showed him a corner of the cushion underneath, "It's not cold."

There are no stools in Zong Yuan’s house, and the only ones that can be moved are a few dining chairs by the dining table. The dining chairs are extra heavy and inconvenient to move away, so it’s not surprising that Zong Yuan dragged a cushion and sat on it. , but the strange thing is that he picked such a place and looked at him as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Just as Yi Zhou was about to say something else, he shut up after thinking about it, closed the door and went back to continue cooking.

Zong Yuan was not interested when he was away, so apart from respecting politeness and normal communication, he didn't bother to give anyone more eyes.

But Yizhou is different, he hasn't seen Yizhou for so many days, his dream is full of missing him, no one disturbs him now, obviously every detail of this man is engraved in his mind, and he will look at it again Sometimes I still feel that I can't see enough.

Yi Zhou is a skilled cook, he finished dinner not long ago, came out with a plate of dishes, and met Zong Yuan who was in a daze blocking his way, and touched his back with his leg.

Zong Yuan came back to his senses, got up and kicked the cushion to the side, washed his hands and helped Yi Zhou put the food on the table. Yi Zhou is good at cooking, just looking at a few dishes makes people appetite, Zong Yuan suddenly couldn’t figure it out Why is he hesitating for so many days? Isn't such a life of one room, two people, three meals for four seasons just what he longs for!

"Have you washed your hands?" Yi Zhou asked him.

Zong Yuan nodded, and took the tableware he handed over, "Did you come to work in City A?"

Yi Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a calm tone, "Tomorrow is the company's annual meeting."

Zong Yuan said "Oh", knowing that Yi Zhou didn't come to him specially, he felt uneasy again, hesitated for a long time, and didn't eat two bites of food, Yi Zhou saw it in the bottom of his eyes, his eyes darkened, and put a piece of ribs in it. In his bowl, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Zong Yuan stuffed the pork ribs into his mouth, and the soup was wrapped in it, and after taking a bite, Zong Yuan smacked his lips and squinted his eyes to enjoy, "It's delicious."

Yi Zhou's face darkened, he waited for a long time, and then said something like this to himself?

When Zong Yuan went to pick up the vegetables by himself, Yi Zhou pressed his things with his chopsticks out of anger, and Zong Yuan looked at him suspiciously, only to realize that Yi Zhou's face was already so ugly at some point.

He asked himself that he was not afraid of anyone, but he felt guilty, Zong Yuan swallowed, retracted his chopsticks, and heard Yi Zhou say: "Is there anything else to say?"

Yi Zhou used to be afraid that he would not eat, so Mou tried his best to feed him. This was the first time to prevent him from eating, his eyes were floating and he organized his words, "Tell me, let me regret it and don't look for you, I will just eat it." ..."

Yi Zhou frowned into a line, "Are you so obedient? Why didn't you listen when I said something else?"

Zong Yuan shut up, knowing that he was angry again, he looked back shyly, "Listen later."

Seeing that Yizhou's face didn't improve, he added, "Listen now."

Yi Zhou got up, put his hands on the table and approached him, "Zong Yuan, you have no credibility with me."

Zong Yuan looked at the face that was getting closer and closer to him, but the words that came out of his thin lips made Zong Yuan very uneasy, he even became unfamiliar with the address, his heart beat faster, and he was a little out of breath.

Zong Yuan stood up abruptly and leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

The moment they touched each other, Yi Zhou was silent, and Zong Yuan was also silent, with a strange silence.

Yi Zhou froze for a moment, sat back on his seat, broke the peace between the two of them and spoke first, "If only you always knew how to be so proactive."

This is embarrassing for Zongyuan. He is not an active person. Confession is the most adventurous thing he has ever done in love. The kiss he just had was an unconscious behavior made when he sensed the emotional crisis between the two of them.

Only at this juncture can he actively want to keep him.

The dining table was quiet, Yizhou didn't disturb him to eat anymore, there was no conversation between the two, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks touching tableware, Zong Yuan's food was tasteless, and he ate the dishes Yizhou put into his bowl After half a meal, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, moved behind Yi Zhou and hugged him around his neck.

Yi Zhou originally thought that Zong Yuan was going to find water to drink, and he was sitting there lazily, but the sudden weight made him straighten up instantly to support the person behind him, and then he kissed him on the neck, stained with warmth. Hot and humid.

"Brother, I was wrong." Zong Yuan whispered.

Zong Yuan thought how difficult it would be to say these words, but when he really lay behind him and felt that the person he was relying on at this time would give him strength unconditionally, he realized that everything was nothing more than that.

The author has something to say: Yizhou: My Yuaner has learned to kiss me proactively! ! !

Today's one is Zong Yuan, the guilty little cutie who dragged the cushion to the kitchen door to watch her boyfriend.