under the rose

The lineup of the slow-paced reality show "One Phase One Meeting" was officially announced soon. According to the ranking of popularity, Bailu is the first and Yu Xiangwan is the last.The location of the tour is set in the Netherlands, and the entire approximate itinerary has been sent to everyone for confirmation. When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, we can start shooting.

Fu Xingyun took a quick look at it, and the itinerary was very ordinary, but he wasn't worried at all that it wouldn't look good in the end. As long as there is a strong editing, editing and editing team, even if a few of them don't do anything, the final show can still look good.Yu Xiangwan fell into frenzied anticipation, thinking about how to pack her luggage every day, and how to bring a meeting gift to Bailu, whom she had never met before. Fu Xingyun suspected that the staff of the program team who communicated with her would be annoyed to death by her.

There was not much work a year ago, so Fu Xingyun picked up the few endorsements he had lost before and shot a few commercials.One of them was the endorsement of a watch, and the brand gave him several models. Fu Xingyun's box was not opened, and all of them were stuffed into the drawer of the cloakroom.

The past few years have been extremely busy, and Xiao Jiang hasn’t taken the Spring Festival holiday for several years. This year, Fu Xingyun gave him a holiday. Before Xiao Jiang left, he filled up the refrigerator for Fu Xingyun like an old woman, for fear that he would be hungry at home alone. As if dead.

Xiao Jiang: "Brother, there is no takeaway for Chinese New Year, you have to eat well."

Fu Xingyun was speechless: "I can cook."

"Don't be alone at home all the time, ask your friends to come and have fun. It's better to have a lively Chinese New Year."

"I know, I know," Fu Xingyun said impatiently, "Go away."

When there was only one person left in the house, Fu Xingyun felt that the silence was scary again, so he quickly turned on the vinyl record player.He doesn't feel good about Chinese New Year at all. When he was a child, he was in the orphanage, and every Chinese New Year holiday, there would be that kind of caring organization to send Chinese New Year's clothes and snacks. Fu Xingyun looks good, and every time he was a representative, holding those loves Donate, smirk and take pictures.

It may be that people without families are particularly sensitive to this kind of festival.

In the past, every Chinese New Year, he and Wen Shichuan were very tense and sensitive, so they always quarreled.

When Fu Xingyun was immersed in memories, Yu Xiangwan called him.

"Teacher Fu, come to the studio tomorrow for a New Year's Eve dinner, and have hot pot—" Fu Xingyun was alert: "Who is it?"

Yu Xiangwan said carelessly: "Just a few of us, homeless single dogs, hugging each other for warmth"

Fu Xingyun: ""

He sometimes felt that it was not easy for Yu Xiangwan to successfully live to this age.

It was very cold on New Year's Eve, the sky was overcast, and the weather forecast said there would be snow.Fu Xingyun was afraid of the cold, so he wrapped himself up tightly, with a black turtleneck sweater, a cashmere coat, and a down jacket, a maroon scarf wrapped around his neck three times, and a woolen cap.

When they drove to the studio, besides the expected Wen Shichuan and Yu Xiangwan, there was actually Tan Ziming.

Yu Xiangwan set up a table in the lobby of the studio. The bottom of the hot pot was already on fire, but it hadn't rolled up yet. Tan Ziming squatted on the sofa with bare feet and waited, staring intently at the pot. Xingyun is like a big dog waiting for dinner.Fu Xingyun hung all the coats and scarves on the coat rack at the entrance, and asked Yu Xiangwan in a low voice, "Are you familiar with each other?"

"It's all right," she said. "Didn't he sing our song before?"

Tan Ziming's cell phone was placed at his feet, and he didn't answer the constant calls. Fu Xingyun caught a glimpse of Meng Qing's name on the caller ID, so he asked, "Are you not answering?"

"No."

Tan Ziming replied stiffly, but within two seconds he picked it up and picked it up again, with a stinky expression on his face, he said, "I won't tell you. You don't care where I go, don't you want to see me?"

Fu Xingyun just felt embarrassed by the side, curled up his toes in embarrassment, and said loudly: "We are having hot pot in Director Wen's studio——"

Tan Ziming hung up the phone quickly, and glared at Fu Xingyun viciously.

Fu Xingyun said: "Uh, you can leave before he comes"

Tan Ziming just stared at the hot pot that was still cooking, and whispered, "I haven't eaten yet, why go?"

To avoid his embarrassment, Fu Xingyun held back his laughter, cleared his throat and stood up, just as Yu Xiangwan took out the washed vegetables and put them on the table, he said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

In the corridor leading to the bathroom, Fu Xingyun happened to meet Wen Shichuan who came out of the workshop.

Wen Shichuan seemed to have recovered from his illness, and looked the same as usual, but he seemed to have lost some weight, and his outline became more and more clear.The heating in the studio was fully turned on, and he was only wearing a dark gray long-sleeved sweater. The sleeves were so long that they covered half of the back of his hands.Their eyes met and they lost the ability to speak for a while.Meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, Fu Xingyun asked himself if he was not a brave man, lowered his head to avoid his eyes, and greeted him in a low voice.

But Wen Shichuan didn't have the slightest intention to give way, the corridor was not too wide, and Fu Xingyun couldn't get through it.

It was Wen Shichuan who spoke first: "That egret—"

Fu Xingyun felt bad when he heard that he started this. Ever since the official announcement of the list of participants in the variety show, everyone has been guessing.Among the five people in this group, except for Bailu, everyone else is related, only Bailu is not.Two days ago, Xu Wei posted a photo of him and Bai Lu on his private account. After everyone knew that Bai Lu would star in Director Xu's next movie, their curiosity climbed to a new peak.

Yesterday, Xu Wei's personal account followed Fu Xingyun's social account again.Fu Xingyun couldn't help but sigh, Xu Wei and his team are really marketing geniuses.But at the same time, his words made Fu Xingyun a little uncomfortable.Fu Xingyun hasn't said whether he agrees or not. Now, no matter whether he agrees or not, he will make a wedding dress for Xu Wei's new movie. In a big way, everyone who participated in this program will make a wedding dress for Xu Wei's new movie. wedding dress.

The most unpleasant among them is naturally Wen Shichuan.

This kind of unhappiness was mixed with many complex emotions, such as jealousy, betrayal, regret, anger, and sadness, so complicated that he didn't dare to think about it.

He said, "You don't need to be in such a hurry."

Fu Xingyun said, "What am I in a hurry for?"

"If he can give it to you, I can give it to you too. It doesn't need to be like this. Is it interesting?" Wen Shichuan said.

Fu Xingyun pursed his lips, clenched his hands in his trouser pockets, and his nails, which were not trimmed short enough, sank into the flesh of his palms, feeling a dull pain.

"I don't want to rely on anyone to give it to me." He said, "I was fine before you came."

Wen Shichuan was stabbed by him, and when he was about to speak again, Fu Xingyun squeezed past him and went into the bathroom.After a while, when he came out, he already smelled a strong smell of hot pot, spicy tomato and mandarin duck pot, the spicy smell rushed straight into Fu Xingyun's nose, it was so strong that he sneezed three times.

Meng Qing came very quickly, and even brought some meat and vegetables, which can be called smooth ironing.

After everyone sat around the table, Fu Xingyun felt that the composition of the table was really strange. He and Meng Qing had known each other for many years, and had never tried to eat hot pot together. Hot pot is very intimate food.Tan Ziming insisted on sitting next to Meng Qing, but he didn't even look at him awkwardly.The last seat was on the right side of Wen Shichuan, and Fu Xingyun sat down with his eyes down.

The tastes of the people at the table are also different. Yu Xiangwan is very good at eating spicy food, to the extent that he can't wait to chew and swallow the chili in the soup base. Wen Shichuan can usually eat spicy food, while Tan Ziming can't eat spicy food but loves it. While sniffing, Meng Qing could eat but didn't like it, and always followed the doctor's advice to eat a light diet. Fu Xingyun couldn't touch spicy food at all.

Originally eating in silence, Yu Xiangwan was lively alone, talking endlessly, Meng Qing was considerate and careful, and kept answering her words, even if the rest of the people ate in silence, the scene was not cold.The accident happened in the middle, Meng Qing used public chopsticks to pinch a piece of duck blood for Tan Ziming from the hot pot, Tan Ziming didn't know what was wrong, so he insisted on not eating, so he pushed Meng Qing's hand, and the piece of duck blood slipped from the chopsticks He fell down, fell back into the pot, splashed the chili oil, and Fu Xingyun, who ate hard, suffered disaster.

Fu Xingyun screamed, stood up abruptly, almost knocked over the bowl and chopsticks, couldn't open his eyes, and felt the burning pain.

Tan Ziming was also frightened, and said "I'm sorry" in a daze.Fu Xingyun couldn't open his eyes, and didn't dare to rub, he felt Wen Shichuan hurriedly came to hold his hand, leading him to the bathroom.Fu Xingyun closed his eyes tightly, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, he felt that Wen Shichuan was holding him tightly, leading his hand to touch the faucet switch.

Fu Xingyun boiled the water, leaned over to wash his eyes with cold water in his hands, tears and snot flowed out together, and kept sucking his nose.

After washing for a long time, the burning feeling in the eyes finally eased a lot.Wen Shichuan was behind him, told him to stand up straight, supported his wet face, and said, "Get up, I'll give you some eye drops."

Fu Xingyun barely opened his eyes a narrow slit, sucking his nose through the tears filling his eyes, and looked at Wen Shichuan's blurred face.Wen Shichuan was very serious, gently supporting his face with one hand.The eyedrops dripped into his eyes, Fu Xingyun flinched all over, leaning against the edge of the sink with his back, the eyedrops mixed with tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes and down his cheeks.

Wen Shichuan's gaze was fixed, unable to move away from Fu Xingyun's wet face.

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes again, raised his face a little uneasy, and said in a low voice, "Are you ready? Are you still dripping? It hurts a bit"

Wen Shichuan had countless absurd ideas at this time. For example, if Fu Xingyun became as big as a slap, he could carry it in his pocket at any time. For example, Fu Xingyun looks so good when he cries, even better than when he smiles , I hope he cries more often, but I also hope he laughs more often.

All kinds of thoughts are going around in his mind, it's too difficult, it's really too difficult to have a cold war.

Before Fu Xingyun broke free from his hand, he lowered his head and accurately bit Fu Xingyun's wet lips, tasting the salty taste of tears.

The author says:

Xiaoyu, everyone here, only you are a single dog (.

(Spicy oil got into my eyes, I tried it, sour and refreshing, extraordinary