Just for fun [entertainment circle]

Song was taken aback by this question again, what do you want to do in a relationship?Of course, it is to do what a relationship should do.

"Quan Zhilongxi, I'm 25 this year, not too young, and I've been in love before." Song You said.

Quan Zhilong was silent: "If you are in love, at least the kiss will not be as pure as Song Youxi's last time."

Song You's brain was working, and he calculated that the time on his side should be in the early morning: "Alasou, if you are deeply in love, you still have to go to bed for a while, if what Quan Zhilongxi expects is not only spiritual communication."

Quan Zhilong was choked by her straightforwardness.

"I can. I want to fall in love with Quan Zhilongxi no matter in mind or body." Song You said.

She chuckled: "All I want is to be by Quan Zhilongxi's side. I will be with you in whatever capacity you want me to be with you, as long as you need."

The other end was silent for a while, and Quan Zhilong's somewhat hoarse voice came over: "Wei?"

Song lowered his eyes again, why?A white-haired man appeared in her mind, with sweet smiles and dazzling white teeth.

"Because of love, what else is there but love?" Song You said softly, "Quan Zhilongxi may have known me for only a few days, but I have known you for many years."

The other end seemed to be his helpless smile: "Are you my fan?"

"Ani, Quan Zhilongxi is not an idol in my heart." Song laughed again.

"It's said that it's easy to make wrong decisions late at night, and I don't want to be the decision that Quan Zhilongxi wakes up and regrets tomorrow." Song You already knew the purpose of his call: "I want to hear from Quan Zhilongxi during the day Answer."

Quan Zhilong smiled wryly: "Ah, you're really smart."

Song sighed again: "The one who falls in love first is always humble, Quan Zhilongxi just take it as my humble stubbornness."

"Then, go to bed early." Song wanted to hang up the phone again.

"Song You, where is Ouba, really tired." Quan Zhilong's tired voice sounded like this.

Song paused again for pressing the phone, and calmed down to listen to him.

Quan Zhilong nestled on the sofa, with a cigarette between his fingers: "Obviously, the schedule these days is too much to die, and the concert is also very tiring. Under such circumstances, you should be able to fall asleep with your head down? But, ah, Oppa can't sleep."

Be the focus of 6 to [-] people on the stage, feel their enthusiasm and screams, but after the curtain call, there is a great emptiness and loneliness.Yeah, it looks like everyone loves it, but in the end it's just me.

Song knew how he felt, he was very tired but couldn't sleep, and often kept his eyes open until dawn.

"Ah, I'm really a little lonely." Quan Zhilong laughed twice, and the smile was a little weak.

"Song You, fall in love with me." Quan Zhilong said.

Song You's lips moved slightly: "Okay."

Back at the dinner table, Song was no longer in the mood to eat, she lifted the bag on the seat: "Eric, I'm sorry, I have some things to go back now."

Eric had been waiting for her, and stood up now: "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Song waved his hand again: "No, you can eat more, I will treat you to dinner next time."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back. Eric watched her untouched food and sat down weakly.

It's always like this, if it's not exposed, it's fine, and now Song always rejects him thousands of miles away.

Song stopped a taxi when he went out again. After reporting the address, he stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. Quan Zhilong's tired voice seemed to be still in his ears. She was just too sensitive, and she was keenly aware of Quan Zhilong's state. It's getting worse.

That's why she tried so hard to get close to him. When he said that she was lonely, she would be the one who accompanied him through his loneliness, and the one who gave him warmth.

That white-haired boy really made her read it for a long time.

After returning home, Song took out the suitcase and began to stuff clothes into it.

While packing her luggage, she called Daxi: "I'm sorry, Daxi, but I have something urgent here, and I haven't finished your class for two days."

Darcy heard her shortness of breath: "It's okay dear, I'm very grateful if you can help me."

Daqian knew that Song You would definitely take care of what was entrusted to her, and she would not be in such a hurry if there was no urgent matter.

"Where are you going?" Darcy asked.

Song You nodded indiscriminately: "Well, I'm going to Korea."

Daxi didn't ask any more questions: "I wish you the best of luck."

After a while, Song packed up all the things again. Looking at the neat luggage, she felt a little funny for a moment. This behavior was really crazy, but she was willing to do it.

After a long journey of 12 hours, Korean was heard in my ears when I got off the plane. There were not many people at the airport. After all, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Song turned on the phone again and saw several missed calls, none of which were from Quan Zhilong. She chuckled, this brother really just wanted to find someone to accompany her.

Song didn't sleep well on the plane again, she looked a little tired, so she got into a taxi at the door.

When the driver heard Waiji, he looked at Song You through the rearview mirror. He went to Waiji right after getting off the plane at this time. Is he an artist?But this face is pretty, but it's not familiar enough.

Song edited another text message and sent it to Quan Zhilong: Are you asleep?

Song You sent a text message to Quan Zhilong when he got in the car, and it was not until Weiji did he receive a reply from Quan Zhilong: I was busy just now.

She has some understanding of Quan Zhilong's love to push and pull, and replying text messages half an hour late is a basic operation.

After paying the money, Song You stood downstairs in the Crooked Chicken Building. It was early in the morning and there were still a few scattered people watching downstairs. She looked up and saw that most of the building was dark, with only one or two studios. Lights on.

She called Quan Zhilong.

There was no way to delay answering the phone, he picked it up quickly.

"It should be 4 o'clock in Korean time right now? Can't sleep again?" Song asked again.

Quan Zhilong: "Oh, I slept for a while during the day, and now I can't sleep."

"Are you still working? At the company or at home?" Song asked again.

Quan Zhilong leaned on the back: "Company."

Song laughed again: "Oh, the lit room I see now, which one is Quan Zhilongxi's studio?"

Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment before he could react, then stood up and strode to the window, he saw the little girl downstairs holding a suitcase in one hand and a phone in the other looking up and smiling at him.

Another soft voice came from her ear: "Quan Zhilongxi, I didn't have time to book a hotel, can you give me a place to sleep? I'm so tired."

Quan Zhilong didn't dare to look any more, he turned his head and picked up the coat on the back of the chair: "Wait for me across the road."

Song knew his occupation, and also knew that the scattered people around him were not normal fans, so she obediently dragged her suitcase to the opposite side of the road and found a shadow to wait.

Within a few minutes, a low-key black Mercedes-Benz drove over. Song You consciously put his luggage in the trunk, and Quan Zhilong could not and would not come down to show his face.

She got in the car and buckled up her seat belt, then looked at Quan Zhilong with a smile: "Oh, you're really not surprised at all."

Quan Zhilong smiled: "Ani, I'm very surprised, because I really didn't expect you to come here."

"Is it just talking about loving you?" Song You squinted his eyes: "I practice it by myself."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Quan Zhilong's mouth. I have to say that this feeling is very good. Because you are lonely, someone can come to you in the shortest time.

In fact, yesterday, he didn't take the "love" that Song You said to his heart. He couldn't feel a trace of love from Song You's performance, and she didn't have any waves of emotions, but now he really felt it. When we arrived, it turned out that people couldn't communicate over the phone.

"Don't you have to go to class?" Quan Zhilong was a little worried that he would delay her work.

Song yawned again: "Please help me substitute for my friend."

Quan Zhilong looked at her slightly sideways, she looked a little sleepy and naive, he couldn't help laughing out: "Song You, you make me have an impulse now."

Song was a little terrified by his inexplicable smile: "What impulse?"

Quan Zhilong slowly approached the car to the side of the road and stopped, and Song felt his heart skip a beat. Could it be the urge to throw himself down?

Quan Zhilong unbuckled the seat belt with one hand, and leaned towards Song You. He covered Song You's lips with a smile, and sucked/sucked her moist lower lip slightly.

Seeing Song You's dazed look, he laughed even more happily, and said in a low voice, "So, the urge to kiss you."

Song You's little heart suddenly became a little uncontrollable, I'll go, as expected of a veteran in love, it's quite flirtatious.

She unconsciously licked her lips, a little vaguely: "Hurry up and drive, you are quite popular here, what should you do if you are photographed?"

Quan Zhilong was very happy, and the seat belt had already been put on again.

Not only driving, but also opening the window on her side.

Song You turned to look at him in confusion, but Quan Zhilong's expression didn't change: "Oh, the heater is too hot, isn't Song Youxi blushing a little?"

Song You: ...

Get it, get it cheap and sell it well.

Song rubbed his nose again: "Quan Zhilongxi, just laugh if you want to, don't hold back."

Quan Zhilong's hearty laughter wafted in the car.

Song closed his eyes again: "But don't be too rampant."

Quan Zhilong stopped in time, and his voice was small and milky, trying to hold back his smile: "Miyane."

There was also a smile on Song You's lips, a little boastful: "I'm so envious of Quan Zhilongxi having a girlfriend like me. It's fine if you are on call, and you have such a good temper. Even if you have a good temper, you can grow up." so pretty!"

Quan Zhilong couldn't hold back yet: "Moragu? Are you on call?"

"En!" Song nodded again: "As I said, the one who falls in love first will always be humble."

Quan Zhilong smiled and didn't respond, he really lacked Song You's company, as long as he needed her, she would rush to him.

But later Song did let him appreciate the saying 'the first to fall in love is always humble'.