And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

Sheng Zhixin didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Wen Gu seemed to chuckle, and repeated: "You are so considerate, Ai Xin should be very happy when he is with you, right?"

"I......"

Before Sheng Zhixin could speak, Wen Gu said again: "Go to bed early, good night."

The person next door fell asleep without any psychological burden, and Liu Shengzhixin tossed and turned in bed for half the night by himself.

He didn't understand what Wen Gu's words meant.

What he said in the previous interview is the truth, Sheng Zhixin does not believe that Wen Gu is joking.

But two weeks ago, I was disheartened, and even decided to quit the entertainment industry and go home to find a stable job for the rest of my life, but was dragged out of the quagmire by this man, so that I could lie on the bed of a simple hotel, temporarily Don't worry about making a living.

This is also true.

So what is Wen Gu going to do?

Sheng Zhixin was full of doubts, his consciousness gradually became dizzy, but he had a vague dream.

Probably it was his dream when he dated Ai Xin.

At that time, he had just formed a group, and the schedule was still full, so he managed to squeeze out some time from a certain announcement, and flew to find Ai Xin, thinking that he might not have eaten, and even brought someone a pastry.

Ai Xin was in vocal music class at the time, and he didn't have time to come out to see him, so he wasn't angry. He sat on the sofa outside and waited for Ai Xin to come out of class.

This wait lasted for several hours, until Sheng Zhixin was so exhausted that he fell asleep on the sofa. When he was awakened by Ai Xin, his consciousness was still hazy, and when he moved, a piece of clothing slipped off his body. down.

It was a black windbreaker, the material was quite good, and it felt good in the hand. There was a wisp of woody fragrance on it, which lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time and could not be dispelled.

Sheng Zhixin took it for granted that Ai Xin helped him cover the clothes, and was about to thank him when the person in front of him turned pale: "Who allowed you to come?"

Sheng Zhixin who asked this question was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he did wrong.

"Our relationship can't be made public," Ai Xin gritted his teeth and spoke in a hurry, "What if you wait here for me to be misunderstood by others? Hmm? It doesn't matter if you want to be confused, don't take me with you, can you Sheng Zhixin? "

"I......"

I just wanted to come and see you.

If you look closely, this time the two should still be in love.Sheng Zhixin thought about his boyfriend very much, so he sneaked here to give him a surprise, but he was criticized all the time, and he didn't understand why.

The two were deadlocked next to the sofa outside the classroom, and finally Sheng Zhixin gave in first: "Ai Xin, I..."

"Brother Calling," Ai Xin looked at him with a cold face, "Are you polite?"

"Brother Ai, I didn't mean it. If you don't like me coming, I won't come."

Sheng Zhixin swallowed his grievances, for fear that Aixin would continue to be angry.

Several newcomers who passed by the class glanced at them curiously.Ai Xin felt a little uncomfortable being watched, and said bluntly: "It's fine, it's fine, just call me next time you come."

As he spoke, he picked up the windbreaker from Sheng Zhixin.

Sheng Zhixin quickly said, "Thank you brother Ai for the clothes."

Ai Xin paused slightly with the hand that picked up the windbreaker: "...It's okay, I'll go first."

"Brother Ai, wait for me."

Sheng Zhixin stood up as he spoke, trying to catch up with Ai Xin, but no matter how he quickened his pace, even ran, he couldn't keep up with the back that was fading away. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He called out to the person in front again, but suddenly woke up from the dream.

The sun shone in through the tulle curtains, and slowly touched his quilt from the foot of the bed.Sheng Zhixin was drenched in cold sweat and short of breath, he hadn't recovered from the nightmare just now.

He didn't remember where he was until his eyes inadvertently glanced at the empty bed beside him.

Now he participated in a variety show and was sent to Yunnan. The one who lived in the same room as him was Wen Gu. As for Ai Xin...

They have broken up.

Sheng Zhixin didn't know why he suddenly recalled that memory, but felt his heart was full of panic, he got off the bed slowly, and just as he took off his shirt, the door of the bathroom was pushed open.

He was so frightened that he fumbled for a piece of clothing and put it on. Turning around, he saw a flash of embarrassment on Wen Gu's face.

"Sorry," Wen Gu said, "Did it scare you?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head silently, taking advantage of Wen Gu's turning around, he quickly changed his pants.

Ordinary men would not be so shy about not showing their roommates when they change their clothes, but he is not an ordinary man. He has a little secret about his rebellious period, and he doesn't want to be seen by others.

It seems that he made a special trip to wait for himself to finish changing, so Wen Gu turned around: "I'm going to the floating market today, remember to eat something later, otherwise it's easy to hypoglycemia."

When did you say you were going to the floating market?

Sheng Zhixin picked up the phone that had been set aside and unlocked it, only then did he see that someone in the wechat group that he thought was a dead group finally sent a message.

Saying it was news flattered it.

At six o'clock in the morning, the director mysteriously posted a picture in the group. The picture was separated by a vertical line, with a ball of fire on the left and a drop of water on the right.

What's the matter?Forest Iceman?

"Mr. Wen, how did you know you were going to the floating market?"

Wen Gu was packing up the paper and pens on the table, and smiled when he heard the words: "Thinking about the unique culture of Yunnan, it is easy to guess that one of the pictures implied is a fire pit, and the other is a floating market."

After finishing speaking, he teased him in a good mood: "Didn't you make a strategy?"

Didn't he pretend to work hard to write a song last night?

The meeting place is very friendly to them, just at the exit of the pedestrian street in front of the homestay.The two of them strolled over, settled their breakfast at the pedestrian street along the way, and arrived at the exit just in time.

Today is to meet other guests.

Sheng Zhixin was a little nervous.Ai Xin is an idiot and can be ignored, but he doesn't know if the other two get along well.

A van with a variety show logo on its side came from not far away and slowly stopped at the intersection.Two big brothers carrying cameras came down from above, followed by the guests of the show.

Sheng Zhixin's heart skipped a beat.

coming.

He was just getting ready to socialize when he heard a cheer: "Old Wen!"

Then a shadow flew past him.

What passed?

When Sheng Zhixin turned around, he saw a person hugging Wen Gu like a pendant, and he couldn't get off no matter what.

Wen Gu's face was much more gentle, and he patted him to let him get down first.The man got off Wen Gu's body, and turned his gaze to Sheng Zhixin.

Then, an unexpected swoop landed on Sheng Zhixin: "Mr. Xiao Sheng!"

Sheng Zhixin was caught off guard, and it was Wen Gu who grabbed him by the collar and dragged him off him.

Only then did he have a chance to see what this exceptionally enthusiastic friend looked like.

"Hi, I'm Lin Zijin," he shook Sheng Zhixin's hand, "Mr. Xiao Sheng, I've heard of you for a long time."

Sheng Zhixin choked up for a moment, shook hands with him, and couldn't help asking, "Hello Brother Lin, I...where did you hear about me?"

In all fairness, Lin Zijin is also quite good-looking.A pair of peach blossom eyes blinked at him coquettishly, as if they were born with small hooks, and against the fair complexion, he was no less attractive standing beside Wen Gu.

In a sense, Lin Zijin should be his predecessor.After all, he was the first boy group to make his debut when the draft wave swept across the inland area. After seven or eight years of hard work, he has steadily entered the ranks of the first-line traffic.

"Ah, this is..."

Lin Zijin's eyes glanced to the side, and the corners of his lips curled up calmly: "Isn't there always someone talking by my side."

always someone?Who?

Before Sheng Zhixin asked, he heard another cold voice behind him: "Hello, Brother Sheng."

Sheng Zhixin turned his head, and a tough guy's face came into his sight.

He also knew this person, named Wu Tong, who often appeared in various anti-Japanese spy war dramas, and became familiar with middle-aged and elderly audiences at a young age.

Without exception, the theme songs of these anti-Japanese spy war dramas were written by himself.

He's just the kind of guy who looks like a nice guy in a broad sense.

Wu Tong and Sheng Zhixin asked if they were all right, and then turned to Wen Gu, directly bowing: "Hello, Teacher Wen, thank you."

Sheng Zhixin watched coldly from the side, not knowing what kind of olive branch Wen Wen gave to Wu Tong.

Or did he think wrong before, Wen Gu is actually a good person who is willing to help the poor?

When he was inexplicably depressed, Ai Xin got out of the car and waved to himself with a bright smile.

Sheng Zhixin controlled not to let his face completely collapse, and nodded to him: "Morning."

"Xiao Sheng, long time no see."

Unexpectedly, Ai Xin put his arms around his shoulders, and the two seemed to be very close: "I came too late yesterday, and I didn't even have time to say hello to you."

really?I do not believe.

Sheng Zhixin moved aside, trying to avoid his hand, but Ai Xin stuck to it again like a cowhide plaster.

Wen Gu was pestered by Lin Zijin to talk, his eyes wandering nonchalantly around Ai Xin's hand on Sheng Zhixin's shoulder.

Seeing his absent-minded look, Lin Zijin teased, "Are you sore?"

"Sour ass."

Just as Lin Zijin was about to say something, the fat director came late: "Did everyone sleep well last night?"

Everyone nodded to him with dignity, and Ai Xin's hand just kept hooking on Sheng Zhixin's body without letting go.

I'm so annoying.

It would be great if there was no camera, so that he could directly elbow Ai Xin in the face.

"So after the room selection last night, everyone also knows that our program decides the next itinerary by flipping a coin," the director said, "Now take out your coins."

Several people took out the coins issued to them yesterday from their pockets.

"Throw it to yes, and go to the firepit. Throw it to no, and go to the floating market."

really.

Sheng Zhixin glanced at Wen Gu quietly, but saw that he was talking to Lin Zijin with his head down.

what to say.

He gradually realized that he and Wen Gu really seemed to be people from two different circles.Most of the people Wen Gu knew had probably never heard of him.

"Xiao Sheng, toss a coin. I tossed no, you toss quickly, I want to be with you."

Ai Xin's voice rang in his ears, and he just came back to his senses, and threw it hastily into the sky.