Perfect idol [entertainment circle]

After participating in the recording of "Future Star" in China, Kong Zhengchu's mood was not quite right.

Although the young man was as good as ever, he didn't make any mistakes in his work, and obediently cooperated with the director and screenwriter to perfect his role in "Elf Century".

But Che Bai was keenly aware of the incongruity.

"Do you feel..." The man organized his words and asked uncertainly, "Zhengchu has been depressed recently?"

"...Depressed?" Fang Ze showed surprise, "Do you think a person who is depressed can complete the work so perfectly? Restrain your mother-like mentality."

"Zhengchu is not a porcelain doll."

The manager glanced at Kong Zhengchu, who was sitting in the distance with a calm expression, and expressed that he couldn't understand Che Bai's worries.

——Zhengchu has always been the most worry-free.

Always as quiet as a deep pool, neither arrogant nor impetuous, rational and calm, know how to think twice before acting.

I just participated in the recording of a variety show.

Fang Ze thought: How could such a normal announcement have a negative impact on Zhengchu.

He ignored it logically.

******

... Am I really thinking too much?

Che Bai, who was refuted by his manager, was very conflicted.

He put down the flowerpot, squatted halfway on the ground, raised his head slightly, and looked at Kong Zhengchu through the gap between the branches and leaves.

The youth's brows and eyes were dyed with a layer of sunshine, as exquisite as an oil painting.

The eyes are gentle, no emotion can be seen, and the fine eyelashes are faintly reflected.

—like the haze that fell into it.

... Sure enough, I was right.

Che Bai's thoughts instantly became clear, and all doubts and confusions were dispelled.At the same time, more and more intense worries surfaced in my heart.

Why is he down?

Something must have happened during the days when I returned home...

The man carefully recalled the experience of recording "Future Star", and couldn't help but become more puzzled.

——everything is so normal.

He had no reason to be down at all.

Che Bai pondered for a while, and decided to observe for a while longer.

—the reason can always be found.

******

Kong Zhengchu stared at the glass full of water with a dull expression.

The door was gently pushed open, followed by soft footsteps.

After taking care of the plants, Che Bai walked in from the courtyard.

Kong Zhengchu looked at him.

"...what's wrong?" the man asked in confusion.

He looked himself up and down: "Did I get muddy?"

Otherwise, why didn't Zhengchu plan to look away at all?

Kong Zhengchu pursed his lower lip.

"It's nothing." The robot put its eyes back on the glass lightly, "It's just that I accidentally lost my mind."

There was no abnormality in Qingyue's voice.

—his disguise was perfect.

Che Bai let out an 'hmm'.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time Zhengchu lost his mind in front of others.

...It really is very wrong.

He secretly judged.

*****

In the early morning of the day.

Kong Zhengchu ended the sleep according to the setting.

He didn't turn on the light, walked into the bathroom with bare feet, turned on the faucet calmly, and filled the bathtub with water.

The darkness does not affect his vision.

The robot reached out and touched the icy water.

The ripples swayed.

It vaguely reflected his hesitant brows and eyes.

...cannot back down.

Kong Zhengchu thought.

At the same time, she sat in the bathtub, slowly bent her body, and submerged bit by bit into the water.

His hair fluttered with the water patterns, his slender eyelashes became wet, and his emerald green eyes were half closed, revealing a color like coral in the deep sea, extremely magnificent.

Time passed minute by minute.

The robot shrunk into a small ball involuntarily, its eyebrows furrowed.

He seemed to be trembling, but when he looked carefully, he couldn't find any weakness.

——It cannot be flinched.

The robot kept chanting this sentence silently.

So many people are waiting to become idols, so many people are working hard to shine, so many people have the qualifications to be loved by others...

If it is not good enough, it will definitely be abandoned by fans.

As long as my fear of water can be overcome, I have no obvious shortcomings.

— it won't be given up anytime soon.

Kong Zhengchu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eye sockets began to heat up inexplicably, as if he was about to shed tears.

He felt a little pitiful.

Like a puppy.

If no one loves and pursues, there is nothing.

——In his short life, there was only one option to be an idol.

Narrow, but unable to break free.

For the first time, he doubted the meaning of his existence.

perhaps--

The place where the previous 97 defective products were destroyed was more suitable for him.

******

Che Bai had a nightmare.

The first half of the dream is the same as the situation at noon:

He enters the room.

The young man looked up at him with a calm expression and slightly pursed his lips.

"what happened?"

He repeated: "Did I get muddy?"

Next, Zhengchu should answer 'nothing'.

Che Bai had already anticipated the future development.

however.

The young man bent his eyes and showed him a very gentle smile.

what the hell.

Much better than the noon response.

Che Bai heaved a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his lips, and moved his lips——

It must be a sweet dream.

In their abode, Zhengchu watched him brightly, and he was able to respond immediately.

Everything is what he expected.

--"I gotta go."

Kong Zhengchu spoke before him.

He said something that he couldn't understand for a while.

next second.

The figure of the youth faded away.

It was like a carefully drawn colored lead painting, which was wiped away with an eraser.

Che Bai stood there in a daze.

——Heart suddenly filled with sadness.

******

The man woke up suddenly.

He sat up and took a few breaths.

What about Zhengchu?

He flipped out of bed in a panic, ran to the door of Kong Zhengchu's room, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door.

"At the beginning."

Che Bai calmed down and called out.

No one answered at the door.

Although he knew that he shouldn't disturb the young man's rest in the early morning, Che Bai paused for a while before knocking on the door again.

"are you there?"

He waited with concern.

a long time.

There was a 'click' from behind the door.

- The door opened.

The person inside the door was shrouded in shadows, his whole body was wet, and water drops fell down his body in a 'click' and 'click'.

"I'm here."

He raised his head, half of his face was exposed to the light in the corridor.

Those emerald green eyes that are gentle or calm from both sides are filled with watery light, as fragile as the glass on the top of a church.

Che Bai fell silent suddenly.

what to say.

He looked at the young man.

The helplessness in Kong Zhengchu's eyes almost stabbed him.

—He was asking me for help.

The man who realized this lowered his brows and eyes softly, restraining the distress that made him uncomfortable, and gently and carefully stroked the robot's cheek.

Cold to the touch.

The residual water stained his fingertips.

"I'm always worried that I'm interfering too much in your life, so if you don't tell me, I never ask."

Che Bai lowered his head, his voice was hoarse.

"It's my fault."

"I should have acted sooner."

——"I'm sorry, Zhengchu."

I almost failed to be by your side when you were most helpless.

I'm wrong.

******

Kong Zhengchu put on clean clothes, and his wet hair became a little softer under the light.

He hung his head and said nothing.

Let Cha Bai blow his hair with a hair dryer.

The wind of 'huhu' can be heard endlessly, and the white fingers are intertwined with the jet-black hair.

10 minute later.

Che Bai put down the hair dryer.

He sat in front of the robot, pursing his lips tightly.

Silence spread.

The almighty idol who always pays attention to his image is motionless, with a messy hair on his head unconsciously.

His eyes were as empty as a marionette's.

"...I'm worried about you."

Che Bai sighed inaudibly, breaking the overly silent atmosphere in a low voice.

Everyone, including him, thought that his worries about Kong Zhengchu were unnecessary - but he couldn't restrain himself.

Those repressions revealed from the details touched his nerves time and time again, making him unable to believe the statement of 'it's all right at the beginning'.

Although he hesitated for a while, fortunately——

At the most important moment, he took a decisive and resolute step.

Che Bai restrained his complicated thoughts, and asked gently and calmly: "You should, want to say something to me?"

Otherwise, you won't open the door.

Won't let me discover your vulnerable side.

Kong Zhengchu glanced at Che Bai.

His thin eyelashes are covered with broken light, making his eyes bright and magnificent.

"Ah."

Immediately, the robot responded lightly and without any emotion.

"If, you know a..."

Kong Zhengchu paused for a while: "A person who puts all the meaning of existence on others."

- "How would you rate him?"

Che Bai looked confused.

Generally speaking, words such as "a person", "a friend", and "a relative" in the mouth of the confidant represent themselves.

But the character described by Kong Zhengchu is completely contradicted by his usual performance.

Excellence often comes with self-reliance.

And a self-reliant person will not cling to other people's lives like a dodder.

and so--

Some confused Che Bai simply abandoned useless guesses and answered frankly: "I don't know his life, so I can't make a correct evaluation."

"I just hope."

"He still misses the world."

——"Then gradually learn to live for yourself."

******

That evening.

The robot stared thoughtfully for a while.

He stared at the man in front of him - he was getting sleepy but he was holding on to the man near him, the emptiness in his eyes receded bit by bit.

Like a slowly blooming flower.

The light came back to his eyes.

This is an important turning point.

The robot began to question the meaning of its own existence, and the spark-like 'humanity' and the 'instruction' of the source had differences.

So he was lost.

He tried to give himself a new definition: machine or human.

The contradictory robot was submerged in the icy water, its emerald green eyes gently closed—the world completely darkened.

In fear, the only source of light is the 'instructions' embedded by the Creators.

"Become an idol worthy of being loved."

The words that kept echoing in his mind firmly pushed him away from 'humanity'.

until--

"Dong dong."

The crisp knock on the door suddenly brought him back to his senses.

The person standing outside the door didn't know how much his actions had affected him, so he just read his name gently.

"At the beginning."

Kong Zhengchu sat up.

The water droplets collided and made a 'crash' sound.

He looked at the source of the sound, his mind was blank, but his already stiff legs spontaneously broke free from the resistance of the water flow, and left the bathtub.

Then, a little hastily walked to the door.

With the beating of the heart, the robot opened the door.

He raised his head and looked at the stunned man, a corner of his heart suddenly relaxed.

As if knowing that he was about to be led out of the darkness—

So he showed a relieved smile:

You finally came.