The entertainment system becomes a god

Wen Ruiyan kept sending Qiao Beiyu back to the hotel, followed Qiao Beiyu to the room, and sat swaggeringly in his room, as if he didn't intend to leave.This is not the first time such a thing has happened, and Qiao Beiyu didn't care. The experience of the two of them living under the same roof can be traced back to two years. Get off your wetsuit.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Wen Ruiyan took out two bottles of red wine and two goblets from somewhere.He filled both cups with a quarter of wine juice, held one cup with one hand, tilted the cup and shook it slowly, and only left the cup when he saw Qiao Beiyu approaching, toasting him.

"Drink with me."

Qiao Beiyu sat down opposite him with some understanding. My friend was depressed, and drinking with him to relieve boredom was common among men.

Wen Ruiyan watched Qiao Beiyu sit down as he said, lightly sniffed the red wine, took a sip, and half-closed his eyes to savor the colorful flavors in it, both sweet and bitter.

"Speaking of which, why did you come abroad all of a sudden?"

"It was recommended by Han Che, and the company also feels that the opportunity is rare." Qiao Beiyu said, and then he added, "Han Che is a singer who has worked with him before."

"I know." Wen Ruiyan said, "But I heard that your relationship is not very good, why did he recommend you?" The voice of this sentence is like the aroma of wine, containing multiple meanings that have been twisted and turned.

Qiao Beiyu said unpreparedly: "We have reconciled a long time ago. Han Che just can't speak well, and he is also a bit stubborn, but he is not bad."

"Is that so..." Wen Ruiyan's soft voice had an elusive concealment.

His gaze shifted to Qiao Beiyu's gift box that the girl gave him on the window sill, and he raised his eyelashes: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

"Are you interested?" Qiao Beiyu took it back and put it there and forgot, "I usually hand over gifts to Gu Yu directly when I receive gifts from fans. He is more experienced in how to reply to these things."

Wen Ruiyan's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly said, "All the gifts you receive are handed over to the agent and never read by himself?"

Qiao Beiyu nodded, opened the presents, and said to Wen Ruiyan, "You don't know, there are all kinds of weird things from fans, I know someone sent me their own underwear, it's really dumbfounding..."

Speaking of this, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, and when he raised his head, he saw Wen Ruiyan's gaze looking at him from the opposite side was somewhat dark, as if there was a black mist churning.

Qiao Beiyu didn't understand why Wen Ruiyan suddenly lost his temper, but he was originally there to accompany Wen Ruiyan to relieve his depression, so naturally everything went smoothly.However, he has always disliked beating around the bush. He put down the half-opened gift box, focused his gaze, and asked softly, "What's going on? As I said, I can help you."

Wen Ruiyan's face became calm again, and he turned his head to look out the window.what happened?Of course, it was his depression to find that the things he carefully planned were completely ignored by the parties involved.But he couldn't tell Qiao Beiyu directly that he gave a gift on Valentine's Day, but Qiao Beiyu completely ignored it and let the agent deal with it, right?

He looked at the red wine in his hand, raised his head suddenly, and drank it until there was nothing left, completely ignoring the steps of tasting red wine.After drinking heavily, he raised an eyebrow at Qiao Beiyu: "Drink!"

Qiao Beiyu looked at him with some surprise. In his impression, Wen Ruiyan had always been a model of the so-called aristocratic temperament, and his every move was beautiful in his bones.He had never seen Wen Ruiyan make such a move, even drinking red wine with a cow.

However, it suits him.

He has learned the so-called red wine tasting in Xinghan's etiquette class, and he understands all the steps, but knowing it doesn't mean he likes it.In his opinion, these are too hypocritical.As a man, you should drink in a big bowl and eat a big piece of meat.Shaking, watching, smelling, sipping, you are testing poison.

Now that Wen Ruiyan let go, of course he held it again, raised the glass in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.

As soon as the empty glass was put down, Wen Ruiyan picked up the wine bottle. This time, he ignored the request to pour red wine, and filled it up for him directly, and filled his own glass as well: "You'll rest when you're drunk."

Facing Wen Ruiyan's challenge, Qiao Beiyu's expression did not change at all. His handsome face was sharp-edged, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

The two put aside all the rules and manners, and used the red wine and goblets as a jar of white wine and a big bowl, and poured them facing each other.While drinking, Qiao Beiyu felt that his eyes were blurred. In fact, he was a very good drinker. Whether in his previous life or now, he almost never got drunk.Maybe the wine that Wen Ruiyan brought was extraordinary?He continued to drink while thinking casually like this.

It was still raining, cold and dense.The sky was covered with dark clouds, dark, but silent, as if there was no trace of smoke.

Wen Ruiyan sipped the wine in the glass slowly, put the glass aside, his eyes swept over the empty wine bottle, and fell on the face of the person who was sleeping on the table.The dim and ambiguous light shone obliquely on Wen Ruiyan's side face, burying half of his face in the shadow.His fingertips brushed over the edge of the round table, and the transparent glass vaguely reflected his expressionless face.

Qiao Beiyu has a good capacity for alcohol, how could he pour down a bottle of red wine, so this wine was specially prepared by him.He didn't want to do this at first, what he wanted to do, he would always plan it slowly and quietly, weaving a fine net, until the other party realized that he was besieged on all sides and had nowhere to escape.

But this time, he couldn't wait any longer.

He slowly pushed the wheelchair towards Qiao Beiyu. In front of him was a very handsome face, exuding a calm and resolute temperament, which could make everyone who saw him and those around him feel as if they were surrounded by mountains and rivers. Peace of mind.And this person is indeed like this, honest, kind, serious and responsible, calm and steady, down-to-earth, not contaminated with the glitz and glamour of that entertainment circle.Just like a hard diamond of pure color, it may disappear in a crowd of colorful gemstones, but when the light is on, it is so brilliant that people can't take their eyes off it.

He knew that countless fans were obsessed with his appearance, but even more people voted him "the most suitable male star to be a husband".

These people have good eyesight.

Not a lover, but a partner.There is no romantic dream, only the most solid sense of reliability and security.

No wonder, his usual means failed here.

He looked at Qiao Beiyu, stretched out his hand to fold up his turned-up collar, slid his hands down the front of the shirt, stretched behind his back in an embracing posture, lifted him up from the table, and held him in his arms.The figure under the palm is lean and vigorous, and the muscles ready to go are full of strength and beauty.

Whether it was gossip, fan love, or all kinds of publicity and hype, he didn't take it to heart. He knew that with Qiao Beiyu's upright character, these would never come true.

But in the same way, all the arrangements and hints he made were completely ignored.

He doesn't care about eating and living together, modifying the house layout at will.No matter what kind of request he made, he would cooperate without hesitation.But he knew that this was just the tolerance and casualness of Qiao Beiyu's heart. Even if it wasn't him, it would be the same if it was replaced by his manager, that star, that director, or even that entertainment reporter.Qiao Beiyu's attitude was satisfactory to him when he used those men and women's gossip to probe him, but that was only part of his principles.No objection, it may just represent respect and tolerance.

The heat of the temperature came through the thin fabric, his head was resting on the side of his neck, his shallow breath brushed by, and there was a vague itching.He turned his head sideways, and Qiao Beiyu's handsome sleeping face was so close that he could almost count his thick eyelashes.The faint smell of wine blows over the face, making one's breath uncontrollably disturbed, something breaking out of the heart.

This person is very good, very good, under the silent appearance, he has a gentle and considerate heart, even he doesn't think he is good, he thinks everything he does should be done.There is no purpose, no utilitarianism, such a person is too good to be embarrassing.But he is very good to everyone, and he always has others in his heart, and his focused eyes will not always stop on one person.

With strength in his arms, Wen Ruiyan picked him up, and half dragged and half hugged him onto the bed with the help of the mechanism on the wheelchair.Qiao Beiyu was unconsciously lying on his back, his masculine figure was perfectly presented, and his whole body was like a magnet that firmly attracted his eyes.

This person is bright, easygoing, and has no desires or desires, making it inevitable for him to stop his eyes in the dark.And in the same way, such a person will never see the darkness lurking in his heart, and then walk on a bright and righteous path naturally.He likes children, although he once said that he would not fall in love for some reason, but who can say such a thing?Maybe he will also fall in love with a certain woman, get married and have children, and then continue to care about his emotional life with a very concerned and sincere expression.

How is this possible?

He spent so much thought and hesitated countless times, how could he make you feel nothing at all?

He never got what he wanted.

friend?not enough.

promise?not enough.

So what if you hand over all the money to him?Is he still short of money?He was so poor that all he had left was money.What he wanted was never money, but people.

Wen Ruiyan sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over with his hands on the edge of the bed.The breath of the person under him was so close that it seemed to be kissing his own cheek, mixed with the aroma of wine and penetrated into the nose again, the slightly drunken breath made people unable to help being intoxicated.Staring down, his eyes flashed a trace of fierceness, burning with scorching and unstoppable courage.

This person's mind is transparent, he knows this person very well, and knows how to gain his favor.He knew that this person couldn't be more sympathetic and sympathetic to the weak.He has always been majestic and powerful, and the entire Wen family shunned him and kept silent about him, while the outside world's evaluation of him was always unpredictable and treacherous.But he likes to deliberately show fatigue in front of this person, and he never tires of watching him care for him because of this.

He stretched out his hand to gently caress Qiao Beiyu's cheek, carefully traced the handsome and resolute facial features with his fingers, and rubbed his eyes lingeringly between his lips.He might like women, but he doesn't dislike gays either, does he?Always have to try.With this person's character, as long as there is a real relationship, he will definitely be responsible to the end, and as long as he poses as a victim, everything is self-evident.

He held Qiao Beiyu's collar with one hand, and the breaths of the two were intertwined, as chaotic as the heartbeat at this moment.Time seemed to be frozen here, waiting for him to calm down and breathe.

He was silent like this for a long time, and the fingers holding the skirt of his clothes were clenched tightly, almost painfully. There was a volcano in his heart that had been silent for a long time and wanted to erupt, but was seized by an almost desperate emotion. A force hit him, and the pain made him almost tremble at his fingertips.He suppressed his emotions with amazing perseverance, so as not to lose control, and finally suppressed the restlessness in his heart.He laughed at himself, took a deep breath, sat up again, and retreated to the wheelchair with difficulty.

This man is upright but not pedantic, this man is pure but not ignorant.On the contrary, he is thoughtful and intelligent.He is like bamboo, straight in the middle and straight in the outside, without vines or branches, hard but resilient, can bend over, can compromise, but after the bamboo is bent, it has the power to rebound at any time.His bottom line may be very low, but it is insurmountable.

At the last moment, he remembered that this person had told him so solemnly that he didn't like to calculate feelings.

At this moment, he was so happy and hated his last sanity.This person is indeed serious and responsible, but that's all.

It's not what he really wants.

He wanted to play with fire, but found in the end that he could not take the risk.

The rain stopped, and a round of new moon quietly broke through the clouds, and sprinkled cold light from the window.

The two people in the room were lying down and sitting, quiet and silent.

The author has something to say: the next chapter, confession, see the protagonist's reaction after waking up