Please love me, please?

Zhao Jingchen drove all the way home. When he passed a snack bar, he stopped the car, looked at the door for a while, unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car and entered the store.

After a while, he came out with two extra lunch boxes in his hand. He carefully put them in the co-pilot, and worried about spilling the soup, he took them with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other, before returning home.

A dining table under the light, a dining table, a man, two servings of pancakes, two servings of porridge, a seemingly simple dinner, but in Zhao Jingchen's heart, it is a precious food.

"Hao Ye, I went to see them today, and they said that the divorce is a last resort..." Zhao Jingchen ate pancakes, chewing wax in his mouth, "Everyone is forced, but I am not, are you also forced... Will you leave me?"

Zhao Jingchen looked at the untouched food on the opposite side, feeling extremely disappointed, "Don't you like pancakes? This is delicious, you can't picky eaters, now, have some porridge." Zhao Jingchen pushed the porridge forward again, and Smiling and took a big mouthful of porridge, tears started to flow down unconsciously.

"But I like to eat, so why don't you eat some, okay? Just eat this one, finish the meal with you, and go to work tomorrow morning. I want to expand the farmhouse and dismantle the water curtain stage in the middle ,what do you think?"

Zhao Jingchen touched the seat on the opposite table, and smiled softly, "I knew you disagreed, so I won't dismantle it for you, but I have to re-plan, I arranged this year's fan meeting at the farmhouse, It just happens to drive a trip so that I can earn a lot of money for my Boss Han."

Zhao Jingchen touched the empty table, and his slender fingers fondled the table, "Wait, when I earn enough money, my Boss Han will come back? Isn't it?"

"Hehe, really?" Zhao Jingchen put the other hand on his own and said with a smile, "I knew you couldn't bear my hard work, so you should come back early so you can earn money to support me. I'm tired, I'm afraid I can't hold on to your return"

Zhao Jingchen covered his face, his shoulders trembled, he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, but he knew that this was definitely not what he wanted, and what he wanted was always that person, but why did he change later? ?Everything has changed.

A person who has been alone for a long time will often feel lonely, miss someone, something, something, a certain situation, and some kind of helplessness, and will smile sadly, it's no big deal, just get used to it. Just get used to it...

one year later

Tibet Lhasa Potala Palace

Zhang Peng looked at the gate of the palace full of people. A bald boy looked left and right, his appearance was very eye-catching. He was covering his face and was about to leave quietly when he was patted heavily behind him.

"Let's go over there. There is a wishing place. Let's go and have a look." Han Haoye pointed to a small palace next to him.

"I don't want to go, you go by yourself" Zhang Peng turned around and walked away quickly, it's fucking enough, what's the fun with a monk.

"Zhang Peng, wait for me." Han Haoye's hair still hasn't grown back. Peter said that it won't grow back until the treatment is over. He is wearing a light gauze cloth and is playing with a string of bodhi bracelets that he just bought. Isn't this attire a monk?

"Why are you running so fast? I don't charge for fortune-telling." Han Haoye held Zhang Peng, puzzled, "Why are you covering your face? Isn't it hot?"

"...Han Haoye, my mother doesn't want to know you, can you stop pestering me?" Zhang Peng looked around while speaking, don't get me wrong, I'm not a monk.

Han Haoye kicked him, and pulled him into the wishing place, "I used to make a wish, we came all the way, we sat on the train for so long, just to purify the soul, I'm actually dressed pretty well, Besides, didn't you buy this dress for me?"

"..." But I didn't ask you to shave your head again, and you still held a bunch of Bodhi bracelets in your hand, "You're messing around, you see, people around you have already taken pictures of you."

"It's okay, my lord, please come with me." Han Haoye clasped his hands together and bowed like a monk, "I can help you fulfill the marriage you want, my lord."

"..." Zhang Peng glared at Han Haoye angrily, raised his hand and knocked his bald head vigorously, then turned and entered the palace.

Han Haoye looked at his back amusedly. In the past two years, he really thanked Zhang Peng for accompanying him in treatment, and accompanied him from the other side of the earth to this side of the earth.

After he was discharged from the hospital and returned to China, he took a purposeless trip with Zhang Peng. He went to the ends of the earth, to the Kunlun Mountains, to Guilin with the most beautiful scenery in the world, the most beautiful village, and the most beautiful snow scene. He came to Tibet from winter, and here gave him a big surprise.

He and Zhang Peng have traveled all over Tibet, big and small. In the blink of an eye, it is already midsummer. In two years, I don't know how much has changed, but his heart has not been purified as he wished, and has not been purified much.

In this place very close to the sky, there are majestic snow-capped mountains and a holy lake. The troubles of the world of mortals have gradually faded away here. The weak water in the lake is where my heart lies.

"Jingchen, congratulations!"

"I have arranged for you to rest for two days, and you will have a good rest in these two days and do not participate in any activities"

"My manager finally found out with conscience?" Zhao Jingchen sat backstage and prepared to remove her makeup.

Today he won the award of a powerful singer. This is not only his recognition, but also a kind of honor to him. Now he can be regarded as a person of status in the entertainment circle.

"Yes, yes, my conscience has found out, where do you want to rest? I treat you, is this the head office?" Zhang Ran teased a few words while packing up his things.

"That's about the same. Let's go back to Beijing. I haven't been back for more than half a year, so I'm homesick." Zhao Jingchen picked up his phone and began to browse Weibo.

"Okay." Zhang Ran sat over and looked at Zhao Jingchen and said, "Jingchen, you are now considered a powerful singer and a new idol actor. Are you satisfied with the result?"

"There is nothing to be satisfied with, this is my job." Zhao Jingchen looked up at himself in the mirror, "I seem to have grown up."

"...Aren't you a waste of time, you are almost in your twenties, so is it possible that you are still eighteen flowers?" Zhang Ran also looked at himself in the mirror, and then at Zhao Jingchen, still not as handsome as him.

"Twenties, so fast?" Zhao Jingchen touched his facial features, not only grown up, but also matured and stable, no longer that impulsive, ignorant little brat.

Zhang Ran was afraid that Zhao Jingchen would feel affectionate again, so he quickly changed the subject, "What do you think about Huang Li?"

"I don't have any opinion, I don't like women." Zhao Jingchen returned to his senses and continued to play with his phone with his head down.

"But...don't you have a real thing with her? She likes you so much, don't you want to try? "

Zhao Jingchen turned to look at Zhang Ran, "You really don't remember anything?"

"What?" Zhang Ran was confused by Zhao Jingchen's question.

Zhao Jingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at him, playing with his phone with two fingers, "Aren't you the one who slept with her? When did you become me?"

"..." Zhang Ran looked at Zhao Jingchen with a face full of shit, his jaw almost dropped, what do you mean?

"Ask her yourself, I won't take the blame for you." After Zhao Jingchen finished speaking, he continued to lower his head and play with his phone.

During this period of time, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to post a Weibo. He chose a selfie and posted it on Weibo, with a text to greet all fans.

"Missing persons came to see you, how are you doing recently? Have you gained weight, I miss you"

As soon as the Weibo was posted, people immediately started reposting and commenting. Within a minute, Zhao Jingchen's Weibo had already started to queue up.

"Do you still remember there is a Weibo?"

"Do you still remember us?"

"Do you still remember a fan?"

"You still know that you are a missing person?"

"..." Zhao Jingchen was very happy when he saw the neat comments, and then he replied, "I've been too busy recently, in order to show everyone my best work, please forgive me."

Fans began to hate Zhao Jingchen again. As an idol, one should not only know about work, but also learn to do other things. Besides work, there is also Weibo.

"It's too difficult to get fans now." Zhang Ran also swiped Weibo, seeing the comments of these little girls, he was about to die of laughter.

"I think so too. Sometimes I can't even say a word I hate, and I still bear it." Zhao Jingchen turned off the phone, leaned on the chair, looked at the lights above his head, and said in a daze, "It's been two years, Zhang Ran, Will you accompany me to his graveyard?"

Zhang Ran scratched the screen with his hand, looked up at him, and said after a while, "Okay, I'll make arrangements when I get back."

In the past two years since Han Haoye left, Zhao Jingchen has never been to the cemetery once. He never believed that Han Haoye had passed away, but these two long years have taught him a lot. What is lost is what is lost. There is no turning back time, no medicine for regret available for purchase.

Except for Zhao Jingchen who has changed a lot, the one who has changed the most among these children is Tan Zhongyu, he can almost be said to be a different person.

Not only did he successfully break into the entertainment circle, but he is now tied with Zhao Jingchen, and the younger generations of Du Zeyang's company he led were all outstanding, and some even surpassed Zhao Jingchen's artists.

Although Fan Yujie is not as popular as Zhao Jingchen, he is also a well-known singer now. He often partners with Tan Zhongyu and is in the public eye. Therefore, he is also called Yujie cp by fans, and he is also frequently searched on Weibo.

"Yu'er, you are so handsome in this photo."

"Not as handsome as you"

"...In my heart, you are the most handsome." Fan Yujie put down his phone, looked at the lukewarm Tan Zhongyu, full of admiration, "Can I treat you to dinner tonight? Today is your birthday"

Tan Zhongyu raised his head and looked at the sky and the ground, why is this person so difficult to deal with, without talking too much, he knows how to eat in a day, what a fart he is.

"Just promise me. You haven't eaten alone with me. I've known you for so long. Let me treat you once, okay?"

Tan Zhongyu looked at his sincere attitude, felt relieved, and agreed, "Okay"

Fan Yujie was so happy that he jumped up from the sofa and went out laughing.

"I'd like to see if you can still laugh after tonight." Tan Zhongyu's mouth curled up, his eyes were full of desire to conquer, and he delivered it to the door by himself, so don't blame me.

There were only the two of them at dinner, Tan Zhongyu didn't eat much, and kept drinking. Fan Yujie knew that he had something on his mind, so he silently stayed by his side.

"Fan Yujie, take me to the hotel"

"I'll take you home, it's not good to be photographed"

Tan Zhongyu sat in the back seat, pulled Fan Yujie's collar, and said unquestionably, "Take me to the hotel"

"Okay." Fan Yujie said to the driver, and took the two of them to the hotel. When Tan Zhongyu was talking just now, the heat hit his face, and he could feel the heat of his body.

Fan Yujie helped Tan Zhongyu enter the door, and just as he closed the door with one hand, Tan Zhongyu immediately pressed him against the wall, and then all the lights came on following the friction of his back.

"Fan Yujie, do you like me?" Tan Zhongyu pinched his chin with one hand and fixed his hand with the other.

"...I like it..." Fan Yujie didn't dare to look directly into Tan Zhongyu's eyes, he was afraid that Tan Zhongyu would look at him as if he didn't exist.

"Then you..." Tan Zhongyu stroked his side face, and moved closer, "Then do you want to have sex with me?"

"..." Although Fan Yujie was not so unrestrained, he also knew what sex meant, and subconsciously tensed his body nervously.

Tan Zhongyu stared at him for a while before sending him over, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and left a sentence for him, "Hurry up, or I did something out of control, don't blame me"

Fan Yujie sat paralyzed on the ground when he heard the bathroom door ring. Tan Zhongyu wanted to be with him just now...but he hesitated and didn't answer him right away. Didn't he like him?This kind of thing will be done sooner or later. If you don't agree, you may never have the chance to be with him again in the future.

Fan Yujie stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, and started to unbutton his shirt while walking. When he reached the bathroom door, he closed his eyes to recover his emotions, and when he opened them again, there were already a pair of charming smiling faces. Pushing open the door into the bathroom.

He didn't answer because he was afraid. He had never been in a relationship before, and it was the first time. I heard that the first time was very painful, especially between two men. He didn't know if Tan Zhongyu had any emotional experience, so he was afraid. Scanned Tan Zhongyu's sexuality.

The morning sun shone on the glass, hurting people's eyes. The room in the hotel was a mess, clothes were scattered all over the place, and some white milk dripped on the sofa where it was visible to the naked eye.

There are two naked [email protected] people on the bed, one is supplementing sleep, while the other is self-reflecting under the aches and pains of the whole body.

Fan Yujie's eyes were red and swollen, as if stung by honey. He thought about what happened last night, and his face was hot again. He gave himself to Zhao Jingchen, and Zhao Jingchen seemed to have finally found a place to vent, and kept pressing him until he was satisfied. until.

He himself doesn't like men, but he was deeply attracted by Tan Zhongyu at the first sight, just like what Zhao Jingchen said, love at first sight varies from person to person, and it doesn't distinguish between men and women.

His body was sore, especially in that place, which was burning hot. He turned his head and looked at the sleeping face lying beside him, with a cute and sensible feeling. His lips were pursed together, as if he had dreamed of something bad. He reached out and stroked it gently. Touch his shoulder.

Tan Zhongyu grabbed his hand and held it tightly. Just when Fan Yujie was happy about this action, Tan Zhongyu's words drove him to the bottom.

"Hao Ye, where have you been?"

Fan Yujie subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, but Tan Zhongyu held it tightly and lay motionless in his hand.

Although Fan Yujie was prepared, Tan Zhongyu might not admit it when he woke up, and he could understand, but...but lying with him, he called a dead person's name, how could he feel comfortable?

He felt that he was very useless, otherwise why would he cry? A substitute is a substitute. You sent it to your door. They let you go and told you to get out. It was you who said you wanted to give yourself to him...

Fan Yujie held his eyes with his hands, and felt that the people around him were waking up, so he quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"..." Tan Zhongyu saw Fan Yujie's back as soon as he opened his eyes, and his own hand held his hand, he let go of his hand calmly, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Fan Yujie brought the hand that Tan Zhongyu held just now to his lips and kissed it, and smiled knowingly, "Yu'er, it's okay, I'm worth it, you can come to me if you need it, I won't pester you, I won't stare at you." With you, as long as you need me, I will appear in front of you immediately"

When Tan Zhongyu came out of the wash, Fan Yujie also tried to get up, ready to wash, but he couldn't move at all, so he could only silently look at Tan Zhongyu who was standing by the bed watching him.

"...Yu'er, help me down, I can't seem to get up"

"..." Tan Zhongyu avoided his eyes in embarrassment, bent down to help him up, "Why don't you sleep a little longer, I see you... are you in pain?"

"..." Fan Yujie's face turned red again, "No, it doesn't hurt, it's just...it just feels a little weird"

Tan Zhongyu looked at him calmly, "Get down"

"..." Fan Yujie was startled suddenly, his back still hurts, can he let it go?

Tan Zhongyu said speechlessly, "What are you thinking? Get down"

Seeing Tan Zhongyu's serious expression, Fan Yujie did the same, with an expression of resignation to death.

Tan Zhongyu bent down and took off his bath towel, his expression changed, "Why is it so serious? It's bleeding"

"It's not serious, I'll just go wash it up." Fan Yujie was still not used to his butt facing such a handsome man, so he pulled the quilt to cover his butt.

Tan Zhongyu's eyes darkened, and he said sharply, "You can handle it yourself, I'm going back, if it doesn't work, call your agent to handle it"

After Tan Zhongyu finished speaking, he took the clothes and left the room. What is he doing with Fan Yujie now?For my own selfish desire, I wanted him, what next?

Hearing the sound of the door, Fan Yujie's body trembled, and he buried his head in the pillow, unable to calm down for a long time, he told himself, don't be discouraged, he was the one chasing Tan Zhongyu, at least Tan Zhongyu could still be hard on himself.