Gold Medal Director [Entertainment]

Sheng Yuan put one hand in his pocket and the other held Song Yu's wrist and walked forward, Song Yu just let him lead him, his mind was empty.

He suddenly remembered a sentence Mr. Lu said many years ago, "There is no road in this world. If there are many people walking, the road will become a road."

Song Yu looked at his feet——as expected, inspiration comes from life.

The dirt road they are walking on now does not show any signs of man-made development. It winds in the most natural form accompanied by faintly visible footprints of various colors.Due to the low crowd density, the small road is empty at a glance, probably at this point everyone is having dinner at home.

The more Song Yu walked, the more uncomfortable it became. Du Feng's accommodation conditions are not much better for such a difficult road.They were all ready to welcome the small thatched cottage in the 80s of last century, and when they saw the mini duplex in front of them, Song Yu was really shocked.

Sheng Yuan gave him a funny look, "What were you thinking just now?"

Song Yu's eyes wandered and he whispered to cover up, "It's nothing."

Sheng Yuan dragged Song Yu, who was almost hanging on his body like a koala, and explained, "This town looks old but not poor. There are several tourist attractions on the right side, and most young people go out After making money, the elderly people are basically left behind, so the overall life style has not changed much.”

"What's more——" Sheng Yuan took advantage of Song Yu's inattention, and patted the back of his head again,

"Even if Du Feng retired, didn't we make money when we were active? Those assets are enough for him to live for a lifetime. It's not as bleak as you imagine——

...You sprained your ankle? "

"No..., I'm just a little..."

"Hey Du Feng!" Sheng Yuan's eyes lit up, and he shouted at the figure ten meters away,

"Du Feng! Here I come! Oh, I've been walking all the way, hurry up and open the door for me first!"

The old friends who had been away for many years and had been hiding for many years just stood in front of him, walking towards him face to face, watching the distance shorten a little bit, Song Yu felt that Du Feng's step by step seemed to be stepping on his heart.

—something has to be done.

It's too embarrassing to stand here, and what if Du Feng chases him away, no!

So, when Du Feng had three steps to reach the battlefield, Song Yu squatted down at the speed of light——

"Oops, I sprained my ankle."

Sheng Yuan: "..."

Du Feng: "..."

"pain."

Song Yu looked at them with an aggrieved expression,

——My ankle is sprained, and I can't even walk anymore. For this reason, don't drive me away...

Du Feng didn't look sideways, ignored Song Yu and walked towards Sheng Yuan, "Long time no see."

Du Feng patted Sheng Yuan's shoulder with natural intimacy. Sheng Yuan simply hugged him, and then punched him on the chest, "Long time no see brother. Sudden attack, surprise?"

"Surprise, but I didn't leave you a meal." Du Feng glanced at Song Yu's direction, but said to Sheng Yuan, "Why, didn't you come here by yourself this time?"

"Well, no, I was afraid that you would be bored, so I brought you a little wild cat from the capital to relieve your boredom."

Song Yu, who was squatting, raised his head and said to him, "Meow~"

Sheng Yuan was talking nonsense with a serious face, as if he didn't see Du Feng's darkened expression.

"I remember I told you, don't spread the word about my residence, let alone bring some random people here, have you forgotten?"

Du Feng emphatically emphasized the words "idlers, etc.", but Song Yu's thick skin was gone after being baptized by Du Wenzhou, and the thing of being a rascal was really contagious very quickly.

Song Yu: "I'm a cat, not a human, and I'm not an idler."

"Meow~"

Du Feng looked at him with a crazy face, this time his eyes were really strange. ——This guy can't be stupid.Forget it, even a fool can't throw him outside, what if he freezes to death...

Du Feng said that there was no food left, but a cabinet of vegetables in the kitchen exposed him. With a sound of 'ding', the rapid heating of the microwave oven ended. Du Feng brought the already slightly hot three dishes and one soup to the table, then went to the cupboard... and took a pair of chopsticks.

"Hurry up and eat, didn't you say you were hungry all the way?"

Sheng Yuan was a little embarrassed, his hand was wandering between the bowl and the chopsticks, not knowing whether to take it or not.

Du Feng looked at the troubled Sheng Yuan, then turned his head to look at Song Yu, who had eager eyes, "Sorry, I don't have cat food at home."

Helpless, Sheng Yuan could only eat with chopsticks, secretly feeding Song Yu a few mouthfuls while Du Feng was cleaning up in the kitchen.

"Eat quickly, wipe your mouth clean after eating, or Du Feng will see it when he comes out later."

"Hey, I'm talking about you," Sheng Yuan looked at him with a look of resentment, "Didn't it be fine when you entered the door just now, you have no skin and no face, why are you going back now?"

Song Yu kicked him without raising his head, "Fuck you, is that an adjective for human beings?"

"I won't feed you anymore."

Song Yu glanced at the kitchen furtively, making sure that no one would be able to come out for a while, and then took a big mouthful of sweet and sour pork with Sheng Yuan's chopsticks, "I don't get along with you for a short time, and the tricks of hooligans have learned these two tricks." , the third sentence is over."

Sheng Yuan frowned, "Why do you spend so little time together?"

"...It's okay, I'm talking nonsense."

After finally surviving the meal, Du Feng had the habit of taking a walk outside to digest food, Sheng Yuan went back to the house alone, and threw out Song Yu, who was homeless.

Song Yu had no choice but to bump into those black pupils who couldn't see to the bottom,

"Du Feng."

Du Feng took his own steps without even looking at him, "It's not Chinese New Year, and there is no lucky money for how many shouts."

Song Yu took a deep breath, "Du Feng, I miss you!"

The man in front suddenly turned around and punched Song Yu in the face.Song Yu looked at the oncoming fist and closed his eyes without dodging.

He deserved it this time, he owed Du Feng.If those things can be resolved with fists, he will take advantage of how many blows he takes.

The expected severe pain did not strike, Song Yu opened his eyes slightly, and saw Du Feng looking at him with blood red eyes, and his fist stopped on the right side of his cheek, less than a point away.

"Du Feng," Song Yu's heart ached, "I'm sorry..."

"Why I'm sorry." Du Feng's tight fist still didn't let go, and it just stopped on his face. From a very close distance, it seemed that he could feel the blue veins and heat from the excitement and anger.

"Back then... I shouldn't have run away, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have dared to even look at you, I shouldn't...leaved you alone..."

"Since you know, why did you leave?" Du Feng's hoarse voice was slightly choked, the most beautiful self-contained electronic sound had long since disappeared, and the only thing left was the chest resonance that belonged to human instinct.

He yelled under his breath,

"Now that you know! Why did you still leave!"

Song Yu lowered his head and couldn't answer, "Since he knew, why did he still have to go?" There can be many answers to this sentence, for example, he didn't know at the time, but only now: for example, he had to go for some reason at that time... ...But at this moment, Song Yu couldn't explain a word, because no matter what he said, he seemed extremely pale.

Du Feng didn't know when he put away his fists, his eyes had returned to clarity.He was walking in front, and Song Yu followed behind at a distance of half a person. After a long time, Du Feng sighed,

"Song Yu, do you know what was going on in my mind when I was lying on the hospital bed?"

"I'm thinking, is my life useless? I won't be able to sing, go on stage, or even speak in the future. The hard work and obsession of the past twenty years have been ruined—"

"But you know what I want more?"

Song Yu's eyes were reddish, he raised his head and tried not to let the tears flow out, then he heard Du Feng say,

"I miss you more, Song Yu."

"At that time, Sheng Yuan and Ning Lin were detained, Xue Fan was missing, there were only two of us left in fc, and you were the only one left when I lay down, and there was no one around you. I was more worried about your accident, but you The kid didn’t even dare to come—”

"Song Yu, we've known each other for so many years, have you never understood me?"

Du Feng trembled, "Do you think I will hate you! You don't believe me that much?"

Tears finally couldn't be restrained, and came out of my eyes.Song Yu has never hated himself so much for a moment. If there is a way to travel through time in the world, he can give anything.

Du Feng thought about torturing him at first, but seeing him crying in the cold wind for 5 minutes still didn't stop, he couldn't help but lead him back to the house.

"You big girl, you haven't grown bright and weak in these years, have you?"

Song Yu sniffled, "Can you talk to me if you don't cry? If you throw me outside for a whole night, I'm afraid that my corpse will be cold and my bones will be cold—by the way, where will I live tonight?"

"You fucking——" Du Feng just wanted to swear, but Song Yu hugged him coquettishly, "Brother, I was wrong."

"Hehe, didn't you call me brother when you died back then, why are you so happy now?" Du Feng said, after all, he was pleased by the sound of brother, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up,

"Oh, by the way, didn't you eat at night, are you hungry, can I give you something hot?"

"No need." Song Yu hugged his shoulder and whispered, "I'm not hungry, I ate at Sheng Yuan's."

"You fucking...that guy Sheng Yuan really treats you like a cat—"

Du Feng was so angry that he lost his temper, and he didn't starve him when he co-authored it, no wonder he was so energetic, that bastard Sheng Yuan...

Sheng Yuan, who was hiding under the quilt and looking at his mobile phone, sneezed suddenly, "Isn't it a cold..." Sheng Yuan rolled around and wrapped up the quilt tightly. It must be that kid Song Yu scolding him behind his back again.

in the living room—

Du Feng lifted the man off his shoulders, carried him to one side and sat down obediently,

"Tell me, what brought you to me?"

"It's nothing. If you think too much, I just miss you."

"Pull you." Du Feng rolled his eyes at him, "I don't know what you are, I really want to, but if there is nothing to stimulate you, even if Sheng Yuan tied you up, you will die in the next life." They can't get over their own hurdles."

"What's the matter?"

Song Yu looked at Du Feng, gradually put away the laughter on his face, and returned to formal seriousness,

"They may have started again."

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