It turns out that idols also have a crush on me [entertainment circle]

Sure enough, Liang Yuanxing had something to hide from him.

Zhao Boli sat on the side of the bed, trying to keep his tone as light as possible.

"Some medicines cannot be taken with antipyretics."

Liang Yuanxing didn't listen, and silently stuffed the medicine bottle back into the drawer, and said sullenly, "This can be taken together."

Other people's illnesses are private, he doesn't want to talk about them, and it is impossible for Zhao Boli to force him to talk about them.

Liang Yuanxing always likes to find various excuses to hide his fragility, but his eyes and small movements always betray his guilty conscience.

Before Zhao Boli asked anything, Liang Yuanxing couldn't help reminding softly: "Mr. Zhao... I must go to bed quickly, you don't have to worry about me."

"it is good."

Zhao Boli wanted Liang Yuanxing to sleep quietly by himself, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Liang Yuanxing's hand raised slightly, pinching his cuff with his fingers.

He drove him away with his mouth, but he still refused to let go.

Liang Yuanxing's skin was very hot, and the hot touch suddenly touched his cool arm.

Zhao Boli felt dazed and confused at an untimely moment.

Liang Yuanxing always looked at him with immersed eyes, and he rarely had the opportunity to quietly look at Liang Yuanxing beside him.

His lips were a little pale, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

The pajamas were close to the thin body, the neckline was half open, and he was defenseless.

Suddenly I don't want to leave.

Zhao Boli gently stroked his palm between his brows, and Liang Yuanxing really relaxed and grunted twice.

The person who was still tossing and turning and refused to sleep, was drowsy again, as if he was talking to himself: "I need a quieter environment... Otherwise, I will have nightmares after taking medicine... It's the same as not sleeping."

Many prescription sleep aids are not [-]% effective, especially for more severe insomnia, it is still necessary for the person taking the medicine to relax a little in a quiet environment to work.

When he didn't have a fever, Liang Yuanxing probably wouldn't leak his words.

Without seeing the medicine bottle, Zhao Boli can roughly guess what he has experienced these days.

Let him go for now.

I'll ask again when I get better.

……

Liang Yuanxing had only been ill for one day, and two people came to visit him.

An Bai was the first to come. He took a plane for more than two hours early in the morning to visit the group. In the evening, he had to rush to the next stage. After saying a few words, he flew back.

Other students don't have money to buy air tickets, so they can only care about it on WeChat.

Then came Zhuo Tiankuo.

Zhuo Tiankuo was going to be the producer of the theme song and ending song of "Designation of Fire", and said he would stay for a few days to watch their filming to find inspiration.

Zhao Boli was inexplicably resistant, he didn't want him to meet Liang Yuanxing, so he replied: [The outline of the story isn't enough for you to find inspiration? 】

Zhuo Tiankuo had already appeared outside the set even before he received a reply after sending out the WeChat message.Everyone knows that he is Director Zhao's friend, so he won't stop him at all.

On the first day of his visit to the set, he turned himself into the logistics of the crew, helping everyone order takeaways and get things, and finally got a room card smoothly, and lived with another staff member in a room that happened to have an empty bed.

Zhao Boli felt that his ulterior motives were not in drinking.

Because looking carefully, Zhuo Tiankuo's eyes were all on Liang Yuanxing.

Not only did they take care of each other, but they also called each "little star" closer than anyone else in the audience.

A hallucination flashed in Zhao Boli's mind, as if he saw another Yu Feifei from Zhuo Tiankuo.

On the third day of the fever, Liang Yuanxing got better, but there were fewer rehearsals than before.

During the intermission after the scene in the morning, Yu Feifei asked Zhao Boli for leave: "I'll go back and see Liang Yuanxing."

Zhao Boli was suddenly alert: "He's fine, you don't have to go."

"I'm afraid he didn't sleep last night."

Zhao Boli looked up at her: "How do you know he's not asleep?"

The little girl seemed to realize that she was talking too much, she looked timid, and her big watery eyes were full of panic: "Just... people who are sick tend to sleep badly... What's wrong, Director Zhao?"

Zhuo Tiankuo said with a smile: "Let people go and have a look, and there will be no loss of meat."

Zhao Boli gave a reluctant "hmm".

After Yu Feifei left, Zhuo Tiankuo pulled him aside and whispered.

"I found that you seem to be targeting Feifei in particular?"

"You've only known each other for two days and your name is Feifei?"

Zhuo Tiankuo was stunned for a moment, looked up and down Zhao Boli's expression, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Don't you think there is something wrong with you?"

Zhao Boli did not speak, quietly waiting for his explanation.

"Bo Li, how did you have such a strong smell of gunpowder when you spoke before? You don't pay much attention to others, and you have never expressed hostility to anyone."

Zhuo Tiankuo tried to explain it clearly, but he couldn't point it out.

He didn't know what Liang Yuanxing was thinking, but he felt that Zhao Boli's eyes were too obvious.

And Liang Yuanxing's liking for idols is essentially worship, which is different from Zhao Boli's feelings.

Some things can only be understood by the parties themselves, and it is not easy for outsiders to say more.

However, Zhao Boli did not understand his hint, and instead threw him a straight ball: "You said you came to visit the class to find inspiration, did you come to find Liang Yuanxing?"

"Yes."

"What do you think about him every day?"

Zhuo Tiankuo thought to himself: You still talk about others?I am not doing well either.

But he really wanted to see Liang Yuanxing, and was more than happy to add trouble to Zhao Boli.

So he smiled mysteriously: "Little Xingxing is so cute, I have to watch cute people to write songs."

Sure enough, I got a cool look from Zhao Boli.

……

Ever since Liang Yuanxing was caught taking medicine by Zhao Boli, he subconsciously avoided it.

He held the medicine bottle tightly that night not to show the label, but Zhao Boli must have sensed something.

It just so happened that Zhuo Tiankuo came and chatted with him a lot about music, and even interrupted all the conversations between Zhao Boli and him.

With a grateful attitude, Liang Yuanxing and Zhuo Tiankuo got closer and closer.

It's just that Zhuo Tiankuo even asked his opinion on the theme song.

"I'm not a professional singer, and I can't give advice properly."

"Aren't you going to sing the theme song?"

"what?!"

"He didn't tell you?" Zhuo Tiankuo turned to Zhao Boli with a look of disgust, "Boli, what's on your mind? Is it only filming?"

"The theme song was supposed to be done after a year, but you made it ahead of time."

Liang Yuanxing: "..."

Why did the two people start to ignite the smell of gunpowder again?

Yu Feifei suddenly appeared from behind and asked him: "Xing Xing, did you fall asleep yesterday?"

Liang Yuanxing smiled back at her: "Yes."

"I can rest assured that!"

Zhao Boli watched Yu Feifei leave, and said slowly, "She already knew?"

Zhuo Tiankuo didn't understand, and the other staff couldn't understand their charades either.

But Liang Yuanxing understood.

He didn't expect Zhao Boli to ask directly, he was at a loss, and carefully met Zhao Boli's eyes, but suddenly saw complicated and incomprehensible emotions from inside.

There was a rare depth in those beautifully curved eyes.

Why does he feel that Zhao Boli is not in a good mood?

The idol is usually unsmiling on the set, but today's eyes can be called sad.

He could hardly connect the word "sad" with Zhao Boli.

Seeing that the usually indifferent person suddenly showed emotional rifts, Liang Yuanxing's heart softened instantly, he couldn't think of any excuses to cover up, and told the truth as if obsessed.

"Yes……"

Zhao Boli had guessed his insomnia problem, so there was no need to lie.

Zhuo Tiankuo looked between the two of them, and finally took the phone away silently, took the takeaway, and sat at the other corner of the table.

Zhao Boli didn't say much all day, Liang Yuanxing was a little annoyed.He didn't know what Zhao Boli was angry about, and he didn't know how to speak after work was over.

I thought it was going to be so cold.

The hotel rooms of the two were next to each other. When they walked to the door, Liang Yuanxing swiped his card and wanted to escape into the room. Zhao Boli gently held his shoulder, and his whole body immediately froze like an electric shock.

what's the situation?

"Ms. Zhao... I, I'm sleepy..."

"Sleepy?"

"No, it means it's time to sleep..."

fake.

If you are sleepy, you don't need to take medicine.

"How long have you been insomnia?"

He didn't know what to explain when the other party figured out what had been hidden from him for so long. He just felt panic in his heart and a rare feeling of inferiority.

"I won't delay filming, don't worry..."

"Who's worried about that? I'm worried about you."

The door closed behind him, and Liang Yuanxing heard his own heartbeat in the quiet corridor.

Zhao Boli's eyes were burning, and he took off all his disguise.

But he was still reluctant to elaborate.

"About five or six years ago, I had insomnia for the first time... Then it was intermittent, and it has not been completely cured, and it has only fully recovered in the last few months. I didn't expect that something would happen when I was filming."

"What happened five or six years ago?"

"Something happened at home."

It was at that time that Liang Yuanxing fell in love with Zhao Boli. He listened to every song by him and watched every movie by him.

"You never mentioned anything about your family."

Liang Yuanxing smiled sweetly, wanting to expose the matter: "It's not necessary."

Zhao Boli stroked his hair lightly.

This action is not unfamiliar, but today, Liang Yuanxing was pressed against the door by Zhao Boli's tall figure, so he dared to meet the look in his eyes when he was stroking his hair.

It is said that Zhao Boli is indifferent, but he has a pair of eyes that can look at a white wall with affection.

Just a single glance can give people a heavy and profound illusion, as if he is looking at the most precious thing in the world.

In fact, he may not have any waves in his heart.

Liang Yuanxing took a breath and quickly looked away.

If you look at it again, you will fall into it, and you will have illusions that you shouldn't have.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Originally, I had very little time to talk to you. I hope that when you think of me, all you think of are happy things."

Zhao Boli was touched.

He thought that he had already rejected people thousands of miles away, but it turned out that Liang Yuanxing had put a protective shell on himself. He didn't say anything, didn't leak anything, and covered himself to death, which was stronger than his defense. deep.

In front of everyone's little sun, it warmed others, but in the end, no one was allowed to come close.

Obviously sensible and well-behaved, but it makes people worry.

"Don't look at me like that... I... I'm really going to sleep."

"and many more."

"what happened?"

"Some words may not be for me to say, but I think it is necessary."

Liang Yuanxing's nervousness was visible to the naked eye: "Just tell me...I'll try my best to change it."

"I don't think you are suitable for her."

Liang Yuanxing: "Huh???"

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