I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

Tan Feiyue is drunk, but it's just that his brain turns a little slower, which doesn't mean he's stupid.

Song Zixing wanted to ask him several times how he recognized him, but his mouth was gagged as soon as he said two words.This person was sure that after the two established a relationship, Song Zixing would not be angry no matter how much they went too far. He couldn't catch his breath, pressed him on the sofa, and kissed him as soon as he hugged him.

After going back and forth several times, Song Zixing smiled angrily: "Is it on purpose?"

Tan Feiyue doesn't speak.

"Get up, the hair and makeup haven't been removed yet." Song Zixing reached out to touch his face and said, "I'll help you."

"Yeah." Tan Feiyue just got up, and he led her into the bathroom.

Song Zixing helped him remove the makeup on his face with a makeup remover wipe, and asked him while removing the makeup, "Why is the makeup so thick this time?"

Usually he attends events with light makeup, and the kind of nude makeup that doesn’t look like makeup when taking pictures, but this time not only the shadows and highlights are evened out, but the lipstick with relatively high saturation is also on the lips. Some of people's kisses are eaten, and some are smudged out of the lips.

"Because I want to see my brother." Tan Feiyue said in a low voice.

"Rub lipstick on your brother's mouth." Song Zixing joked with him.

Tan Feiyue smiled when she heard the words, stretched out her thumb, and touched his lower lip lightly. When she looked down, the pad of her thumb was indeed stained with red.

Song Zixing's eyes also fell on his fingertips. For some reason, after hearing a low laugh from the other party, the tips of his ears felt a little hot.

After removing his makeup, Song Zixing helped him remove the gel from his hair, and took him to wash his hair.Tan Feiyue was so aggressive that she wanted to take a bath with him.

"Brother, I'm drunk and I can't stand still." There was a hint of coquettishness in the voice.

"Then lie down." Song Zixing filled the bathtub with hot water. Just as he was about to leave the bathroom, a hand suddenly appeared on his waist. He couldn't stand still, and was hugged by the person behind him. in the bathtub.

The only set of clothes on his body was completely wet.

"Little bastard, what are you doing?" Song Zixing was so angry that he stretched out his hand to pinch his arm, "I'll give you a kiss, but you still want me to take a bath with you?"

"Brother, do we count as a couple?" Tan Feiyue hugged him from behind and confirmed in a low voice in his ear.

"What do you think?" Song Zixing could feel that he seemed insecure, and said with a smile, "Didn't you promise me to be your lover?"

"Then let's not separate, okay?" Tan Feiyue closed her eyes, and slowly tightened her hands around his waist, "I was so sad when you left, and I thought at that time, or I'll go with you gone."

Before Song Zixing could speak, he said to himself again: "Fortunately, you're back, otherwise I really don't know how I would continue to live without you."

Listening to his long words, Song Zixing thought to himself that if he remembered that he had said such a thing when he was sober, he probably would have found a crack in the ground to get in——

Ever since they became estranged, Song Zixing had never heard Tan Feiyue speak his mind so openly.Impossible with others, even more rare with him.

He held Tan Feiyue's hand underwater, and comforted him: "I'm back, the past is over, let's start again."

"Okay, start over." Tan Feiyue finally smiled, and lowered her head to leave a light kiss on the back of his neck.

Song Zixing had no experience in taking care of drunks. When he was young, he was good at drinking, and he could talk and wink. Basically, he could get away with it easily in the workplace. After he gradually became famous, he dared to drink a lot less. Naturally, there is no need to deal with it.

He believed that Tan Feiyue must have known it in his heart, but today was an exception. Song Zixing could guess the reason. This movie brought back some bad memories.

Tan Feiyue felt drowsy and sleepy in the middle of taking a shower. Song Zixing bathed him, dried his hair, helped him to bed, and then went back to the bathroom to wash himself again.After everything was over, he was so tired that he fell asleep.

The next morning, he was woken up by Tan Feiyue's movement.

Because of a hangover, Tan Feiyue was suffering from a headache at the moment, so she called Xu Wenjie to bring her breakfast, but just after speaking, seeing another person on the bed, he changed his words: "Give me two."

Song Zixing propped up his upper body and asked him, "Do you have a headache?"

"A little bit." Tan Feiyue's eyes fell on his bare upper body, she retracted her eyes unnaturally, and asked him, "Why are you here?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Zixing blanked his mind for more than ten seconds. His tone was so natural that Song Zixing almost thought that he had hallucinations last night.

After a delay of nearly half a minute, he clearly realized that he was the one who was drunk last night and not himself, so he asked in disbelief, "What do you think?"

"Am I drunk?" Tan Feiyue frowned slightly, reaching out to rub her temples, "I can't remember."

"..." A minute ago, Song Zixing's distressed expression instantly disappeared, replaced by an unhappy expression, "Do you still remember what I said last night?"

Seeing his face change, Tan Feiyue thought that her conjecture had come true, her eyes drifted slightly across his upper body, and asked him, "We...didn't do anything, did we?"

"What, are you responsible for doing it?" Song Zixing sneered.

There was something wrong with his tone, Tan Feiyue could hear it, and before he had time to think about it, Song Zixing had already lifted the quilt and walked straight towards him.

He was only wearing a pair of underwear, and Tan Feiyue only glanced at him for a while, but didn't see any traces on him, so he was inexplicably relieved, but when he walked in front of her, the tone immediately raised up.

"You don't remember at all?" Song Zixing asked him again.

Tan Feiyue met his gaze, a little dazed.

"Okay." Song Zixing held his breath in his chest, feeling terribly stuffy, but he could still laugh at this moment, "Then just pretend I haven't been here."

After that, he bent down to pick up the clothes that Tan Feiyue took off before taking a bath last night, and put them on one by one.Tan Feiyue's size looked a little too big for him, and the cuffs of his shirt were too long, so Song Zixing rolled them up casually, revealing a section of his wrist.The trousers were too long. He rolled up his trousers, then picked up his coat and walked towards the door.

Tan Feiyue watched him do all the actions in a daze, and finally got out of bed before opening the door and called him: "Where are you going?"

"Someone doesn't remember me, why am I still here." Song Zixing turned his head and smiled at him, "I'm leaving, brother."

I don't know why, Tan Feiyue always felt that when he called the word "brother", he was gnashing his teeth.

Even if Tan Feiyue is insensitive, he should be aware that he is angry.

The door was closed, Tan Feiyue pinched the center of her brows, tried hard to think back, but still couldn't remember what happened last night.

He only remembered that at the dinner party after the press conference, the director of Jinghuameng suddenly mentioned a small incident on the set. Originally, he didn't even bother to listen to Feiyue, but this incident was about Song Zixing.

"I remember it clearly. When I was filming Jinghuameng, I had been filming night scenes for a week." The director fell into the memory when he said this, "Lao Song only had three night scenes for three days. We discussed whether we could shoot less in one day and shoot for seven days. I was surprised at the time and asked him why he didn’t finish filming and go home early, but he said, the set is too dark, and there is a kid who is afraid of the dark, so he has no film Hold the lamp for him when the time comes, and he won't be afraid."

Speaking of this, everyone laughed.

"Where is the kid from? I think I just want to stay with Susu for a while!" the assistant director said with a smile.

The two directors have a good relationship with Song Zixing, and they know how to measure when joking.

Qin Su smiled and waved his hands: "Don't laugh at me, maybe it's for someone."

Tan Feiyue, who was sitting next to Qin Su, was distracted by these words.

There is no child who is afraid of the dark, who else but him.

After such a long time, talking about the past, Tan Feiyue only felt that she was too jerk at that time.

So he couldn't control it, and accidentally got himself drunk.Qin Su who was next to him couldn't persuade him, he just thought he was thinking of Song Zixing and drinking away his worries.

He didn't have much of an impression of what happened after that.

When Xu Wenjie brought him breakfast, he was stunned when he saw him wearing a bath towel: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

"No clothes." Tan Feiyue had just washed her face and was a little sober, and asked him, "What happened last night?"

"You still ask what's going on?" Xu Wenjie walked in and wanted to find Song Zixing, but he turned around and didn't see anyone, so he asked, "Where are others?"

"...Let's go." Tan Feiyue felt a little guilty when she said this.

"Gone?" Xu Wenjie stared wide-eyed, looking him up and down, in disbelief, "Wearing your clothes and leaving?"

"Hmm." Tan Feiyue asked, "So... what did I do yesterday?"

Xu Wenjie looked at him for a few seconds and honestly told him the story.

"He came to take care of you all night, and you don't remember a single word." Xu Wenjie took Song Zixing's side this time, "I'd be angry too."

Although Tan Feiyue didn't want to admit that she was "crying to go home and to see him", she instinctively told herself that Song Zixing should not just be angry because of this.

Xu Wenjie went downstairs to buy clothes for him, and Tan Feiyue called Song Zixing while eating breakfast.

Several phone calls passed, but they didn't answer.

Wechat messages are not responded to, and video and audio are rejected.

But at this moment, Song Zixing was leaning on the car window with one hand, looking at the constantly receding scenery outside the window with a restless mood.

The ringing of the phone never stopped. Xiao Chen wanted to remind him, but he was afraid that Song Zixing's anger would affect him. In the end, he could only say politely: "Brother, it seems that you forgot to turn off your alarm clock."

Song Zixing glanced at the phone, but said nothing.

From the moment he opened the door to find him and said "go home", Xiao Chen knew that something was wrong.

Looking at him like this, I guess this confession was a failure. Not only did it fail, but Tan Feiyue also did some bad things to him. You can tell from the outfit he wears that his artist is so angry Even a set of clothes has to be taken advantage of.

He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start. After all, he went to confess his love last night, and he also made an assist behind the scenes.

"Take your gossip expression." Song Zixing turned to look at him and said, "It's not as scary as you think."

"Isn't it scary to fail in confession..." Xiao Chen said tremblingly, "Brother, don't be sad, actually I think Brother Tan must have feelings for you, but you have to find a good time..."

Seeing that he was still looking for an angle to comfort him, Song Zixing couldn't help laughing: "Did I say the confession failed?"

"Ah?" Xiao Chen couldn't understand, "You looked so angry when you came to me just now... So you succeeded in confessing your love?"

"Now it's not me who succeeded in confessing." Song Zixing's voice cooled down, "Now it's him who failed in confessing."