It's senior, your voice is so nice

Zhen Mu said that he was a coolie, and Shan Zechuan was mentally prepared—he was carrying dog food just now, and it will only be more tiring in the future.But "eating together" is still a bit attractive to Shan Zechuan.

Is there anything that brings us closer together than eating together? !Rounding it up means that they are good friends!

Of course, although Shan Zechuan thought so in his heart, he still pretended to be normal on the surface.In Youya Youzai's car dealership, Shan Zechuan became more and more comfortable speaking: "Senior, is there any shop you like, I will treat you to dinner!"

Zhenmu said softly: "I don't really like anything... Do you want to ask where to eat? Or do you want to eat?"

"No, no, senior decides." Shan Zechuan said.

But Shan Zechuan never expected that the car did not drive into the bustling business district, nor did it stop at the door of any high-end hotel.An hour later, Zhenmu's car drove into a high-end residential area, and drove into the underground parking lot with Shan Zechuan's face full of shock and nervousness.

"Predecessor, senior..."

"Huh?" Zhen Mu unbuttoned his seat belt and said with a playful smile, "Can't I invite you to eat at my house?"

"Yes, yes," Shan Zechuan avoided looking directly at him, "it's just...would it be too disturbing..."

"What do you bother, I live alone," Zhen Mu said, "Let's go."

Shan Zechuan never expected that he would suddenly enter Senior Zhenmu's house.When he was in the elevator, he still felt that things were too magical, but when he really walked into Zhenmu's house, he couldn't say anything except following Zhenmu cautiously.

"The slippers are in the cabinet, take them yourself." Zhen Mu put the key on the shoe cabinet and walked in barefoot, "I don't like wearing shoes very much."

"OK……"

Zhenmu's family and Zhenmu give people a completely different feeling.

In the elevator, the picture he made up in his brain was still full of various colors, but the reality was quite different.The color tone is black, white and gray, the furniture is square, and there is a modern taste everywhere.Zhen Mu walked into the open kitchen very naturally, poured water and made tea skillfully, and then called Shan Zechuan to sit on the sofa: "Is it strange, my house?"

"No, no," Shan Zechuan quickly waved his hand, "It's just a little unexpected."

"An accident."

"I thought seniors would prefer... the brightly colored ones." Shan Zechuan said shyly, trying to pretend to be natural, picked up the teacup and blew on it, "... um!"

As a result, it was burnt without any surprise.

Shan Zechuan shrank his neck with a funny expression, which made Zhenmu laugh instantly: "... You can rest for a while, I'll go get something to eat.... You can look around if you want, I don't mind .”

As Zhen Mu said, he stood up and passed by him, raised his hand to press on the top of his head like a puppy, and gently rubbed his slightly stiff hair.

There was a "ding" in Shan Zechuan's head, and then his face turned red visibly.

This action wasn't very intimate, it was just a gesture of favor from the senior to the familiar junior, Zhenmu didn't stop, and went straight into the kitchen.Shan Zechuan felt inappropriate even turning his head to look at him, so he only dared to watch quietly: Zhenmu took off the plain apron hanging, tied it skillfully around his waist, and then went to get the ingredients from the refrigerator... The movements are skillful and neat, and it looks good .

Considering Senior Zhenmu's age and living alone, it's not uncommon for him to be able to cook.

Shan Zechuan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered what Zhenmu said about "gaze theory", and was afraid that Zhenmu would feel him staring at him, so he got up pretending nothing happened, and walked around the room.

Zhenmu's house is a one-bedroom, decorated very openly, except for the bedroom, it is clear at a glance.Shan Zechuan glanced at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and walked all the way to the huge closet.It is full of books and various unopened discs, including dramas, games, and animations.They were not placed in a specific order. He looked down the rows, and many of them were Zhenmu's own works, from the early ones to the present, even the "Bind You With My Love" is in the in.

It's normal to collect your own works, but others...

While watching, Shan Zechuan silently made statistics in his heart—two-thirds of the remaining discs were played by Lin Changxu.

The name Lin Changxu is definitely no stranger to Shan Zechuan, or it should be said that anyone in the industry or an audience who likes voice actors should be familiar with it.

Lin Changxu made his debut about three or four years ago, and he made his way up at an astonishing speed. His works were of high quality and high output, and he soon became a first-line artist.For Shan Zechuan, Lin Changxu and Zhen Mu are the same kind of people—both are his seniors.

But why are there so many Lin Changxu's works in Zhenmu's home?

After Shan Zechuan struggled with this issue for half a minute, he suddenly recalled what Shan Zexue said casually in his chatter before.

He has never been interested in the "love and hatred" in the circle. Now that he thinks about it, he only remembers the sentence "My best friend and I thought Lin Changxu and Zhenmu were real".No matter how dull Shan Zechuan is, when faced with his amazing discovery, he can still think of its meaning.

Perhaps, Senior Zhenmu dated Lin Changxu?

He doesn't know if Lin Changxu is GAY, but Zhenmu has clearly stated that he is male.

It was as if there was a gravel hidden in the heart muscle, and every beat made Shan Zechuan feel panicked.He couldn't even remember what Lin Changxu looked like—after all, he had only seen his photos once or twice on the Internet—but he could think of him and Senior Zhenmu standing together and looking at each other.

Shan Zechuan turned around silently, and glanced at the back of Zhen Mu who was busy in front of the stove.

...Senior invited him to his house for dinner, and he made it himself. What is he guessing here!

Shan Zechuan hurriedly strode over, coughed dryly and said, "Senior, let me help you!"

Zhenmu glanced at him with a smile, and skillfully cut the beef: "Do you know how?"

"Will do!"

"That's good, you peel the potatoes for me."

"it is good!"

So Shan Zechuan stood next to Zhenmu and began to help.

The two of them were silent, each focused on the matter at hand, but for some reason, Shan Zechuan suddenly calmed down during the mechanical movements. It didn't matter that Lin Changxu and Zhen Mu were real.As long as he turned his face slightly, he could see Zhenmu's soft eyebrows and eyes, as well as his soft hair that almost reached the tip of his nose because he lowered his head.

For someone as attractive as Zhen Mu, even if he has dated ten or eight boyfriends, it is not unusual.Shan Zechuan thought.

After all the ingredients were ready, Zhenmu heated up the oil and finally said, "Onion."

Shan Zechuan handed it to him.

"beef."

Shan Zechuan handed it to him again.

"Potato carrots."

The two of them cooperated quite well. When Zhenmu gave an order, Shan Zechuan obediently handed things over until the brightly colored ingredients were stir-fried together by Zhenmu, gradually revealing the fragrance. Zhenmu suddenly said: "I was just looking at you. Closet, huh?"

"……Yes."

Well, Zhen Mu really knew.

When Shan Zechuan hesitated to ask "Why are there so many Lin Changxu's works", Zhen Mu said again: "Is it strange to see many other people's works in the lead role?"

Shan Zechuan was caught by the tail in an instant, and was so nervous that he was shocked: "...No, no."

"Oh—? No?" Zhenmu said with a smile, "Forget it if you don't have one... Take the bowl of water, just the big one."

"Oh, ok..." Shan Zechuan pursed his lips and went to get the water, thinking he might as well just ask.

The half-cooked vegetables were poured into the stew pot, and Zhen Mu raised his chin at him: "Pour it in."

Shan Zechuan did as he was told, and then watched the other party cover the pot and turn it to a high heat to simmer.After finishing this, Zhen Mu leaned against the stove, poured himself a glass of water, and looked at Shan Zechuan while drinking.

But to the person involved, that was simply teasing: "Senior, don't look at me like that..."

"Ok?"

"Senior's eyes are so beautiful..." Shan Zechuan said weakly.

"I found," Zhenmu raised the corners of his mouth higher and higher, "You are obviously shy easily, but it is very calm to say such things."

"Ah, I'm..." "Tell me the truth?" Zhen Mu said, "We still have to wait for half an hour... Oh yes, did you say last time that your sister wants my autograph?"

"!" If Zhenmu hadn't mentioned it, Shan Zechuan would have forgotten it all.

Zhenmu put down his cup, didn't even take off his apron, went straight to his closet, and took out a box of CDs from it.Shan Zechuan followed his pace, watched him dig out the golden signature pen from the TV cabinet, then squatted down by the coffee table, and lifted the pen cover: "Is your sister really my fan?"

"Yeah, she likes seniors very much," Shan Zechuan said honestly, "I even draw fangirls for you, or CP fans...uh."

Zhenmu signed his name in a smooth manner, and looked up at him: "The CP of Lin Changxu and me?"

"……Yes."

"Okay, remember to take it with you when you leave." Zhen Mu didn't intend to continue the topic, but ran to the closet to take out another disc as if thinking of something, "You can also sign one for me."

"Eh?!"

What was placed in front of him was "Bind You With My Love". Shan Zechuan looked at him blankly and in shock, and didn't move for a while.Who knew that Zhen Mu directly grabbed his arm and sat down: "Hurry up, or you haven't practiced signing, so I'm sorry?"

"No, it's..." Shan Zechuan took the pen and whispered, "Not all autographs are requested by fans..."

"Yeah," Zhenmu squinted his eyes and smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals, "I really like your... voice, haven't I told you?"

"No……"

"Then I said it now, hurry up."

It's embarrassing to say it, this is the first time Shan Zechuan has signed.

As a male three male four or even a passerby with only two sentences in a series, he has no chance to sign autographs for fans - the first time the works are not popular enough to require a signing event.

Shan Zechuan signed his name in the corner of the cover like a primary school student stroke by stroke.

"Is this your first time signing?" Zhen Mu asked.

Shan Zechuan nodded: "How did senior know..."

"Every piece must be written stroke by stroke, and the signing will not be signed from morning to night." Zhenmu said, "Only a pure newcomer like you can be so obedient..."

Shan Zechuan pursed his mouth, and deliberately turned his eyes away from Zhenmu's face, but stared out of the window and said awkwardly: "...Then I am afraid that my handwriting will not be good, and seniors will dislike it."

Zhen Mu was surprised for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Why are you so cute?"

"Senior laughed at me again..."

"I'm not laughing at you, but I think you are too cute," Zhen Mu said, holding back his smile, and muttering to himself, "I'm about to fall in love with you."

"What?" Shan Zechuan didn't hear clearly, turned his face and asked seriously.

Zhenmu got up and walked to the kitchen, said lightly: "...I don't know if it's time, I'll go and have a look."