Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

The smell of wine lingered between the lips of the two of them, Yu Fengqiao's lips were unexpectedly soft, Ye Yuanxi cupped his cheek unconsciously, lost in Yu Fengqiao's smell for a short while.

"Yu Fengqiao, I like you." Ye Yuanxi quickly let go of Yu Fengqiao, pressed her nose against Yu Fengqiao's, and said firmly.

His chest heaved and he raised his eyes to look deeply at Yu Fengqiao.

Yu Fengqiao's eyes were kept open, and he could see the trembling eyelashes of the boy in front of him when he kissed him, and he could also see his nervously fluttering nose while he was waiting for his reply.

Yu Fengqiao wanted to smile at him as usual, but found that she couldn't do it.

I'm going to lose him today.

"Don't waste your time on me." Yu Fengqiao stroked Ye Yuanxi's wind-torn hair, "You have a long life ahead, and you will meet very good people."

"I won't meet you." Ye Yuanxi stood where he was, "I want you."

Yu Fengqiao seemed to laugh, with a self-deprecating expression on her face, she lowered her head and shook her head: "No."

Seeing that Ye Yuanxi still had no intention of wavering, he raised his head and sighed, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said: "There is someone I will never forget. It's not worth finding a lover who can't completely belong to you."

"Then you're going to delay for him for the rest of your life?" Ye Yuanxi grabbed his wrist, took a step forward, and gritted his teeth with his eyes wide open, "Who are you, Xi Yuan's, and you will be his widow for the rest of your life?" !?"

Yu Fengqiao was not surprised that Ye Yuanxi had guessed who it was, and she didn't seem to hear the accusation in Ye Yuanxi's words, her tone was still calm: "It's someone he doesn't know, but who has loved him all his life."

"He doesn't know... yes, he doesn't know you at all, so why do you like him?" Ye Yuanxi's tone was heavy, and there was a bit of aggression in his words, "What do you know about him that makes you do this for him Sacrifice everything? What's so attractive about him? Just such a dumb guy who can't even say I love you!"

"Hush." ​​Yu Fengqiao put her finger within one centimeter of Ye Yuanxi's lips, stopped his words, her eyes were still drunk, but said firmly, "Don't talk about him like that, he is in the sky It will be sad to hear."

Ye Yuanxi was shocked suddenly and stayed where he was.

Yu Fengqiao raised the corners of her lips and smiled, her voice was very soft, but it was light and gentle that Ye Yuanxi had never felt before: "How can a person fully understand a person."

After a long silence, Ye Yuanxi heard Yu Fengqiao say.

"What I think I like is that after I got to know him, I had such a strong urge to explore everything about him in my life."

Ye Yuanxi was speechless for a long time.

He didn't even know whether he should cry or laugh now.

After all, it is still the same exclamation.

What kind of virtue and ability do I have to provoke this god.

"Then... If Xi Yuan is still alive, will you be with him?" After a long time, Ye Yuanxi asked slowly with a dry voice.

The smile at the corner of Yu Fengqiao's mouth seemed to widen a bit: "The place where he died was burnt to ashes, how can he live? You can dream more than me."

Ye Yuanxi raised his eyes, determined to ask this question: "If."

"If he is willing, I will love him forever. If he is not willing, I will love him forever. [Note]" Yu Fengqiao finished speaking slowly, and finally rubbed Ye Yuanxi's hair, as if to comfort a puffed up person The child said, "It's cold outside, you should go back first."

Walking back to the room in a daze, Ye Yuanxi fell down on the bed, bent down with his head in his arms, and buried his head in his lap.

There was no light turned on in the room, and in the darkness, there was only Ye Yuanxi muttering to himself.

Acacia.

Look at you big pumpkin!

I'm still alive, whose widow are you.

Why do you want to fall into it for the rest of your life... What would you do if I didn't like you!

what would you do!

Ye Yuanxi pulled her hair, bit her lips and thought about how she would give a daydream of airborne to that person who dared not even dream.

His face changed and he was able to speak, no matter his age and family background or his medical insurance ID card, except for the genuine soul inside him, he had nothing to do with Xi Yuan.

After others admit that they like Xi Yuan, they talk about their own Xi Yuan.

After thinking about it, he felt that Yu Fengqiao would definitely feel that he liked him to the point of losing his mind.

It's okay to like it, but it's okay to lose your mind.

If this is sent in, who will be responsible for Yu Fengqiao.

Without even the slightest idea, Ye Yuanxi really had no choice but to go out and take a look with his mobile phone.

Maybe one more look at Yu Fengqiao will give me inspiration...

Thinking of this, he opened the door and stepped out, but thought that Yu Fengqiao was wearing a shirt and blowing the wind by the river, so he wanted to turn around and get Yu Fengqiao a coat.

At this time, someone just passed by outside, and the sound of high heels falling on the carpet came in through the crack of the door.

"Hey, have you seen Teacher Yu's Weibo?"

"I saw it, I took a screenshot right away! But there is only one picture inside, there are no words, I can't understand it... The boss is still as advanced as ever."

"I don't understand either... I thought you were his die-hard fan and would know this trick."

"Sister, before the Maple Leaf CP, the bosses didn't use social accounts at all, okay? As die-hard fans, the only resources we have are those movies and YY, okay?"

The speaker has no intention.

But Ye Yuanxi, who was standing inside, stood still and put down the clothes in his hand.

He took out his mobile phone and opened Yu Fengqiao's Weibo. After clicking on it, he found that Yu Fengqiao had updated a photo recently.

Looking at the time, it should have been updated when Ye Yuanxi was looking for someone.

Ye Yuanxi clicked on the big picture, and found that in the photo, Yu Fengqiao was holding a postcard.

The postcard shows the sea, and the hand holding it is slender and thin. Behind the hand is the sparkling river surface reflecting a full moon.

For some reason, Ye Yuanxi inexplicably felt that the postcard looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

But I haven't been to the beach for nearly ten years, and the last time I went to the sea was on a cruise with my friends.

and many more!

Sea, sea, cruise! ?

A flood of past events suddenly flooded into Ye Yuanxi's mind.

"There's a boy over there who's been watching you."

After another song of his became popular, Xi Yuan's career was booming, and he was proud of the spring breeze. He signed up for a cruise on the sea with a few familiar musicians.

Probably in the evening of the second day, he and his friends were standing outside drinking, and the other party smiled and poured a glass of champagne to his colleague and joked with him.

Xi Yuan tilted his head, turned around with a smile, and saw a little boy standing in the corner.

Tall, thin, wearing a very expensive shirt, leaning gracefully on the railing, holding a glass of water in his hand, looking at Xi Yuan very directly, without any concealment.

Xi Yuan raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled at him.

Although Xi Yuan seldom showed up, he couldn't stand his fame, so it's not uncommon for someone to recognize him.

After that, he and this young man had several face-to-face meetings. Xi Yuan heard from his companion that this was a noble young master, and this time he came out to relax after his mother passed away.

But Xi Yuan has no interest in other people's family background. The only impression he has of this young man who appears frequently but never comes over to talk to him is that he has a pair of special blue-gray eyes.

Deep and distant, so beautiful that even the sea that is within reach is slightly inferior.

At the end of the journey, Xi Yuan received a postcard. The flowers on it were elegant and elegant, but they also had the strength of a man. It briefly stated that both his mother and he liked Xi Yuan’s music very much. , I am very happy to meet him this time.

Out of politeness, Xi Yuan returned a card to him that night, using...

The cruise ship comes with a postcard of the sea printed on it.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuanxi was covered in cold sweat.

He propped his hands on the cabinet, trying to recall that time.

When should it happen?

If he remembers correctly, he was 28 years old at the time.So, Yu Fengqiao who lost his mother was at that time.

.

Yu Fengqiao said that this is the second time he has returned to China, so the first time should be that time.

That was also the only time he met Xi Yuan.

If his liking started at that time, it is until now.

It's been ten years, it's been ten years.

After experiencing Xi Yuan's success all the way, announcing his love affair with Luo Jia, an accidental car accident, hearing damage, his career fell to the bottom, and finally he was announced to have committed suicide.

Xi Yuan's life was full of vigor and vitality, but it had nothing to do with him from the beginning to the end.

But he still wants to continue this relationship.

Ye Yuanxi forced himself to calm down, put down the coat in his hand, closed the door and sat back on the bed.

As Ye Yuanxi, he will not take back the words of liking that he said.

But he must confess to Yu Fengqiao that he is Xi Yuan's business.

He could never repay such feelings in his life.

When she got up early the next day, Ye Yuanxi was not surprised to find that the room opposite had been vacated.

Yu Fengqiao's play had already wrapped up yesterday, Ye Yuanxi originally thought that Yu Fengqiao would stay until noon, but she didn't expect to be tossed by herself so that she hurried away early in the morning.

Standing in front of the empty room, Ye Yuanxi took out his mobile phone and dialed Yu Fengqiao's private number, only to find that it was Fang Cuo who answered.

Yu Fengqiao's meaning was also obvious.

If you have something to do, you can tell Fang Cuo. If there is something to do, I will definitely help.But in terms of personal relationship, I have someone in my heart, please don't waste time on me.

Ye Yuanxi smiled: "It's really ruthless."

It's just... there will be times when you come to me in the future.

His own role was also wrapped up after a few days.

Ye Yuanxi's current job is already on the way, and his assistant Zeng Yan is racking his brains every day to think about how to properly arrange his itinerary.

After returning to Haicheng without taking much rest, Ye Yuanxi ushered in the first episode of song variety show recording.

It's just that he didn't even know about this recording beforehand.

When he heard the knock on the door, Ye Yuanxi thought it was Zeng Yan or Pan Min, put down the score he was writing with a bag of milk in his mouth, and opened the door with a pen.

But who knew, as soon as the door opened, his nose almost hit the camera in front of him.

"Surprise!" A little girl suddenly jumped out from the side, followed by several staff members, who went around behind Ye Yuanxi and put the mic on him.

"Hello, hello." Ye Yuanxi was a little surprised, but quickly reacted, stepped aside and said with a smile, "Please come in."

Although Ye Yuanxi lives in the company's dormitory now, after such a period of time, the furniture and objects are also fully furnished, and he has a very distinct personal style.

"Hi, I'm your little assistant Shen Yue, and I'll be in charge of all your affairs in the upcoming program~" The little girl smiled at Ye Yuanxi and stretched out her hand.

"Thank you for taking care of me." Ye Yuanxi shook hands with her lightly, then quickly let go, pointing inside, "Let me take you around first."

The dormitory is a split-floor, with a small light-colored sofa on the ground floor, covered with a bright yellow ethnic-style plush carpet, and books and music scores scattered all over it.A large area was vacated next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, where a piano and a music stand were placed.

Ye Yuanxi walked around to the piano, bent down to open the small refrigerator, took out a few bottles of juice, and handed everyone a bottle.

He wears a simple white T-shirt at home. On top of it is a white T-shirt without printing, which is a little see-through due to the many times of washing. When he bends over, he sticks it to his body, outlining the shape of the spine.

Going up is Ye Yuanxi's room. There is not much space on the stairs. There is a bed, a few big pillows, and a light gray carpet with the same pattern. There is a computer on it, and a thick stack of postcards and Several manuscripts in progress.

"Wow, is Yuanxi writing a song?" After getting Ye Yuanxi's approval, Shen Yue took a camera and took a closer look.

The notes on the white paper are strong, but it can be seen that the writing is in a hurry, and most of the paper is flying around, and most of it can't be seen clearly.The only thing that is highly recognizable is a few words written in infant script highlighted with a yellow highlighter. The round and chubby characters are scattered around, like some names.

"Is this a name?"

"Ah, that's right." Ye Yuanxi walked over, calmly pulled the stack of postcards behind him to block it, and said with a smile, "I can't think of a name."

"Then... how about we help you?" Shen Yue raised his head, raised his eyebrows at Ye Yuanxi, and smiled with a bit of malice.

"kindness?"

"Have you ever heard of the game Truth or Dare?"

The author has something to say: Do you smell the smell of a lost horse? [Flipping through my small outline book, I said, in order to respond to your calls, I have moved forward a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot

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The note in the article comes from Mr. Wang Xiaobo