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"Do you have someone you like?"

Sheng Guannian put his hands behind his head and snorted, "Can't I have one? You have had several relationships. I'll be twenty soon. Don't keep treating me like a child."

Fu Wenxuan nodded solemnly: "Yes, I'm not a child anymore."

"Well, you don't plan to fall in love this year, what about next year?" Sheng Guannian asked.

Fu Wenxuan coughed twice, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "This is not a movie. It will be released when it is released."

"That means there is no plan for next year." Sheng Guannian focused on the problem very strangely.

"..." Fu Wenxuan laughed, "Why do you always ask me?"

"I care about you."

"Thank you."

Sheng Guannian noticed that Fu Wenxuan's lips were slightly pale. He held Fu Wenxuan's elbow and frowned: "Do you have a headache?"

If it really came down like a mountain, Fu Wenxuan nodded calmly: "A little bit."

Sheng Guannian raised his hand to touch Fu Wenxuan's forehead, and he couldn't help but raise his voice: "You have a fever!"

"I said, it's still a bit cold." Fu Wenxuan quickened his pace: "Go back quickly."

Sheng Guannian followed his arm and touched his hand. Fu Wenxuan's hand was cold, and it seemed that he had a serious burn, but he didn't look serious, and his tone was calm and unhurried, just like usual.

"Brother Xuan, if you feel uncomfortable, you can rely on me." Sheng Guannian said suddenly.

Fu Wenxuan felt the warmth from the palm of his hand. He didn't know if it was because of a fever. He felt that his senses were extremely sharp, and he could hear the voice in his chest.

plop plop~

Fu Wenxuan remembered the same heartbeat before bungee jumping. He thought it was because he was too nervous, but now?Also... nervous?

After Fu Wenxuan passed through Sheng Guannian's ignorant and fiery age, he immediately felt that something was wrong with him.

"Let's go." Fu Wenxuan quickened his pace, and the hotel was right in front of him.

Being left behind, Sheng Guannian looked somewhat disappointed, and at the same time secretly thankful that he didn't confess his love rashly like Jiang Jibai, otherwise he would definitely be blocked.

He quickened his pace to follow: "Wait for me."

Sheng Guannian took Fu Wenxuan to his room: "I have the special medicine that Lin Wu gave me, and I will bring it to you now."

Sheng Guannian's room... It's hard to describe.

Chaos can be seen everywhere, various musical instruments are placed on the coffee table and sofa, takeaway boxes and shoes are piled up at the door together, and carbonated drink bottles can be seen everywhere.

"You sit first." Sheng Guannian went to look for the medicine box.

Fu Wenxuan thought, there is no place to sit here.

Sheng Guannian realized this, and he pushed the guitar on the sofa to the side to make a place that was not too big or too small, just big enough for one person to sit on.

He said dissatisfiedly: "Lin Wu doesn't know how to clean up, deduct her salary!"

Sheng Guannian had long since forgotten about not allowing others to enter the house.

Fu Wenxuan couldn't laugh or cry, he blamed others.

Sheng Guannian kept picking through the mountain of luggage, Fu Wenxuan said, "Why don't I go back..."

"What?" Sheng Guannian turned around and asked, he was looking too seriously and couldn't hear clearly for a while.

"It's nothing." Fu Wenxuan sat on the sofa leisurely: "This guitar is not bad."

"Oh, that's it." Sheng Guannian glanced at the guitar that had been put aside casually.

When he finally found the medicine, he found that there was no hot water, so the two had no choice but to take the medicine and go back to Fu Wenxuan's room. Fu Wenxuan's things had already been packed.

Three suitcases were quietly placed in the living room, and the room was as tidy as ever.

Sheng Guannian also felt the gap, he hummed: "I don't know, I thought you were the one who left first."

Fu Wenxuan patted him with a smile: "I'm a little sloppy, and I blame others for being tidy, huh?"

Sheng Guannian went to pour water: "Take your medicine quickly."

Fu Wenxuan picked up the water glass, Sheng Guannian looked around, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are sick, why is the assistant missing?"

"Xiao Su went to the crew to clean up, and I have already finished cleaning up here." Fu Wenxuan replied.

Sheng Guannian's eyes were strange: "Your company didn't assign you a few more people?"

Fu Wenxuan's head sank, and he didn't want to explain too much, so he said casually, "Yes, Xiao Su is the only one."

Sheng Guannian said: "Then I'll watch you, you go to sleep."

"No need, I'll be fine after taking the medicine." Fu Wenxuan said, "Go back quickly."

"Brother Xuan, if I was the one who was sick, would you take care of me?" Sheng Guannian asked seriously.

Fu Wenxuan's eyes said everything, Sheng Guannian smiled knowingly, and he pushed Fu Wenxuan onto the sofa involuntarily: "Go to sleep!"

Fu Wenxuan compromised, pointing to another sofa: "You also sleep for a while, I have something to call you."

"I'm fine." Sheng Guannian sat on the sofa opposite: "Go to sleep."

The strange thing is that even though his eyelids are heavy, his mind is in a mess. The scenes of filming and Sheng Guannian's jokes are all in a mess in his mind.Fu Wenxuan sighed slightly in his heart. He, who used to not suffer from insomnia, actually suffered from insomnia when he was sick.

"Brother Xuan, can't you sleep?" Sheng Guannian noticed Fu Wenxuan's uneven breathing and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling bad?"

Fu Wenxuan comforted: "It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I can't sleep."

Sheng Guannian stood up suddenly, he ran out quickly, Fu Wenxuan opened his eyes, he looked at the opened door, wondering, why did he leave?

Sheng Guannian returned quickly, holding a guitar in his right hand.

"Brother Sheng, you haven't heard me play live yet, have you?" Sheng Guannian sat opposite Fu Wenxuan with his guitar in his arms.

Fu Wenxuan understood, he said helplessly, "Are you really not sleepy?"

"For creators, night is the moment when inspiration explodes." Sheng Guannian raised his eyebrows: "Want to hear it?"

His fingertips slid across the five strings, and the gentle and quiet sound of the strings seemed to say: Hurry up and think about it.

Sheng Guannian sat down holding the guitar without his usual arrogance. He pressed his fingers on the strings meticulously, crossed his long legs casually, and looked at Fu Wenxuan patiently with quiet eyes.

Fu Wenxuan exhaled almost inaudibly, and he smiled as usual: "Then I can feast my ears."

"Let's play "Doudou" first." Sheng Guannian plucked the notes and tuned the strings.

Fu Wenxuan suddenly remembered: "Didn't you say that Doudou was gone before? Then it was said in the live broadcast that it was sent away."

Sheng Guannian smiled slightly: "That was to tease you before, don't you know my virtues?"

The delicate and full music flowed from Sheng Guannian's fingertips. Sheng Guannian didn't sing, but hummed softly. The magnetic bass paired with the light and bright music was indescribably beautiful.

Fu Wenxuan felt that he had fallen asleep, but his consciousness was still there. He listened to Sheng Guannian's songs one after another. Many noisy and dynamic original songs were played softly and dreamily by him. He seemed to be in the clouds. In a trance, he seemed to be She saw Sheng Guannian staring straight at him.

It must be a dream, he thought.

Then, a strange piece of music sounded, Fu Wenxuan had never heard of this song.

This tone is soothing and soft, like a whisper between lovers, or a young man sighing alone, Fu Wenxuan inexplicably likes it very much.

Sheng Guannian saw that Fu Wenxuan's brows relaxed, and his breathing became even and long. He stretched out his hand and pressed the strings, and the music stopped abruptly.

Sheng Guanyou put down the guitar lightly, approached Fu Wenxuan, he squatted down slowly, and looked at Fu Wenxuan's face.

He seriously thought that he would study hard, read a lot, and become a cultural person.

He thought badly again, before that, Fu Wenxuan had better not fall in love.Otherwise, hum!