He is infinitely reborn in a loop

Wu Yuan watched as Wu Yu took off the small button and stuffed it into his pocket.Then he was forcefully dragged over and pressed close to the other's chest, the sound of each other's sincere heartbeats intertwined.

Plop, plop...

I always feel like I should say something.

Wu Yuan's mind was completely blank, and he didn't know how to react.What is the button for, it means being together?What does Wu Yu's action mean...

However, he was the one who said the hug first, right?

Otherwise, you should speak up first and take the responsibility.

Suddenly, while he was thinking wildly, Wu Yu asked him: "Do you remember the first time we met?"

"You..." Wu Yuan was stunned, and immediately pushed the other party away and asked back, "It will be 12 o'clock soon, you, are you sure we want to recall the past like this?"

As soon as the words came out, Wu Yuan felt that those words were a bit resentful.He clearly didn't mean to say that!It's all Wu Yu's fault, what memory killing are you talking about at this time?Shouldn't it be... a confession, at least some ceremonial words or something.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yu didn't pursue the meaning of these words, as if he really wanted to remember.He whispered: "Try and see if this can make the time longer."

Not long after, he said again: "I really don't want to recycle."

In fact, the beginning in Wu Yu's memory was earlier than Wu Yuan imagined.

At that time, the weather was not very hot, and there were still annoying catkins floating in the northern cities.He wished he could go out, covered from head to toe, fully armed.

It was not until the most splendid hotel in the city that Wu Yu took off his fisherman hat and mask.Outside the hotel was a dark night as thick as ink, but inside the hotel was shining brightly like day.

When Ji Long saw him, his face darkened.

"Baby, you're late." The yellow face reflected by the golden light showed some displeasure, "No matter how big you are, you can't let Director Liu wait for you, right?"

The eyes under the sunglasses glanced aside, not wanting to look at this person.

Lin Dawei who was beside him came up and explained: "Mr. Long! It's really not Xiaoyu playing big cards. You also know that this traffic jam lasts for two hours. There is really no way!"

"Lin Dawei, you always have something to say." Ji Long mocked, "How about this, Xiao Yu will toast Liu Dao later, and I will apologize."

"Yes, yes." Lin Dawei echoed, "Xiao Yu, just drink with Director Liu and make him happy. This is not a big deal. The theme song must still be yours."

"I'm not rare." Wu Yu said contemptuously.

Lin Dawei smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't care about me. Director Liu is a great director who has won many awards at home and abroad. This time the movie will definitely be a big hit! If you can sing the theme song, what a big hit it will be." exposure?"

This is the same statement every time.

Wu Yu was speechless, anyway, it was not his turn to call the shots every time.So, he ignored Lin Dawei and walked into the private room with his hands behind his back.

Ji Long greeted Director Liu familiarly, who was already seated, and there were a few other people, most of whom were producers and screenwriters.They chatted with each other, and the private room was lively.

"Waiting for a long time, traffic jam on the road!" Ji Long said with a flattering smile, "Director Liu, let me introduce you, this is Wu Yu, an artist from our company."

As he spoke, he pulled Wu Yu to his side and stuffed a glass of wine into his hand.

Ji Long said: "Come here, Xiaoyu, you will be fined for being late."

Wu Yu didn't even think about it, so he drank it sullenly.

The people around him didn't seem to have expected him to be so straightforward, even after drinking a drink, he showed a bit of reluctance, and for a moment didn't know whether to echo him loudly, or just chat about the topic and let it go.

Fortunately, Wu Yu didn't come here to mess things up, he just said in a deep voice, "Sorry, I'm late." This eased the suddenly stagnant atmosphere.

That Director Liu looked about forty or fifty years old, and he was a standard Mediterranean, but he looked kind, not the same as those fat-headed and big-eared businessmen before.

"Oh, is this Wu Yu? He looks so handsome!" Director Liu stood up and extended his hand politely.Wu Yu quickly shook his hand—he wouldn't embarrass Ji Long with these basic greetings and social etiquette.

"Director Liu is being polite, why don't celebrities point to their faces when they eat?" He was a little bit weird, and he said this to Ji Long.

Ji Long coughed twice in embarrassment, and rounded things up: "Xiao Yu is just like this kid, he's too modest! I always praise him when I meet, he's both talented and beautiful, a rare musical genius! He just won the Golden Song Award Grand Slam last year!"

Director Liu opened his eyes slightly, and said in surprise: "Really, then you are too amazing! It's not easy to win the Golden Song Award. I want to listen to your work some other day."

Wu Yu smiled approvingly: "I'm too embarrassed to say that, let me toast you again, as a thank you for your compliment."

As he spoke, he raised his wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Director Liu was so respected that he couldn't rub his hands, and said awkwardly: "Young people, young people have personality!"

There were so many accusations against Wu Yu inside and outside the words, such as not knowing the rules of the wine table, not being polite, etc. Wu Yu understood it clearly, and Ji Long naturally did the same.

Ji Long's face darkened, and he quickly changed into a smiling face of apology. After a few drinks, he finally made Liu Dao happy, and then he came back to settle the score with Wu Yu.

He reprimanded in a low voice: "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to guarantee the time for the new album."

At that time, Wu Yu's new album had been on hold for 3 years, and it was finally on the agenda when Ji Long showed mercy.But in those few months, he just accompanied Ji Long to go out for entertainment, and he accompanied him for dozens of games, which made him dare not speak out.

When Director Liu came back from the circle, he finally mentioned the theme song of the movie.

"Xiao Yu, I really like your song." Director Liu sat beside him, smiling all over his face, Wu Yu got goose bumps watching him.

It is clear that this person said at the beginning that he would listen to his works some other day, but now he really likes his songs. It seems that Director Liu is no different from those oily businessmen.

"Thank you Director Liu for your kindness." Wu Yu said dully, and drank a glass of wine.

It was obvious that the way he drank alcohol was a bit bluffing, Director Liu straightened his expression, most people would not want to compete with alcohol lunatics.

Director Liu asked: "Have you read the materials? This movie is adapted from a novel. You young people should like reading novels very much."

"A novel?" Wu Yu turned his gaze slightly, "I haven't read a novel for a long time, and I haven't read much since I was in school."

He told the truth, and immediately brought the atmosphere of the conversation to a freezing point.

Ji Long hit him hard with his hand.

Wu Yu deliberately confronted Ji Long, and had been thinking for a while about the theme song, what excuse should he find to refuse.

"I've read that novel, and it's really good." Ji Long quickly echoed, pulling back the atmosphere.

The corners of Wu Yu's mouth twitched, wishing to expose Ji Long's face at this moment - does this president who spends his days in gold and silver nests still have the time to read novels?

"It was my daughter who recommended it to me. She said that all the students in her class were reading it. Do you know that the author who wrote this novel is only in his early 20s this year." Director Liu spoke of the mysterious author with a stern expression on his face. With some fatherly smiles.

"Young and promising." Wu Yu boasted without emotion, who has become famous at a young age.

Director Liu nodded: "That's right, you're waiting for me to find it for you, you really should read it... I believe you will be happy to take over the theme song after watching it."

Wu Yu was taken aback, so he didn't even need to say anything, did the other party already know that he was going to refuse?He also thought that he was not obvious.

"This is the book." Director Liu held up the phone and handed it to him.

Wu Yu looked down, and saw a retro web interface on the huge screen, the name of the novel was "Alibi".

These five words are too ordinary and common, the kind that most people don't know how to click in after a glance.But to Wu Yu, it was a very special five words.

——If it weren't for these five words, he probably wouldn't have picked up the theme song, and he wouldn't be able to reunite with Wu Yuan.

"Reunion?" Wu Yuan interrupted him suddenly, pulling him out of the vortex of memories.

At the moment they were sitting on the sofa, Wu Yu held each other in his arms, cuddling each other tightly.It was cold and windy outside, but warm and pleasant inside.

Wu Yu frowned slightly: "Did you never expect that the first time we met was not at my house, nor after the theme song was finalized."

"But I..." Wu Yuan raised his head slightly, breathing lightly into the pit of his neck, "Did we know each other before?"

Wu Yuan frowned slightly, and searched for Zhiwei's last memory in his mind, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the corresponding clue.

Wu Yu became famous at the young age of 19. At that time, Wu Yuan was only 13 years old, the age to go to school obediently with a schoolbag on his back and a school uniform on his back.

He saw Wu Yu on TV. There was a singing competition, and when it became popular in front of the TV in the canteen after class, girls from all classes would quickly occupy it, just to watch that competition.

Wu Yu is the most popular among them, so Wu Yuan has his impression.Later, Wu Yu made his debut with great success, and became a well-known star.

But it is really impossible for Wu Yuan to know him, and it is impossible for him to have an intersection with him, because the other party is already a big star.

"If I had known you before, my sister would have picked you up and down..." Wu Yuan looked confused, and he gently rubbed his fingertips with his hands, where there was a thin layer of The cocoon is probably left over from years of plucking strings.

Wu Yu squeezed his hand backhand, and said with a low smile, "That's true, your sister is indeed a gossip. But think about it in another direction, what if it was before my debut?"

"Before?" Wu Yuan's eyes lost focus for a moment, as if he had really searched the depths of his memory.

His hand was held tightly by Wu Yu, and then gently rubbed away, and the other party stuffed the slender knuckles into his fingers, and held them tightly.

They didn't say much, but it seemed that there was nothing to say.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan withdrew his hand and pressed the tense forehead.

He said sadly, "No, no, I can't remember."

Wu Yu raised his hand to help him rub his head, and said softly: "Don't think about it if you can't remember it, maybe you are really too young to remember."

"When I was a child?" Wu Yuan asked.

"Maybe you were only eight or nine years old at that time." Wu met his pain, and rubbed his hair casually.

Wu Yuan was thoughtful: "Eight or nine years old... I really don't remember much about that time, it seems that I just went home from school, read books, and nothing else."

"Were you so good when you were young?" Wu Yu asked in surprise.

Wu Yuan lowered his head silently. In his heart, he couldn't remember what happened at that time. Maybe he didn't want to recall that period of time, so he never thought about finding that period of memory.

Wu Yu saw that he was hesitant to speak, and said wittily, "But you were so pretty when you were young, you were so white and clean like a little girl. Your mother is right, there are indeed some little princesses."

Wu Yuan didn't expect that he could pick up the previous stalk, so he laughed angrily: "Who is the little princess? Tell the truth, have you taken a fancy to my face? I have been thinking about it since I was a child?"

"Yes." Wu Yu's brows and eyes curved into crescents, admitting very frankly.

Wu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, almost being distracted by the bewitching voice.He forcibly straightened his body, sat cross-legged facing him, and turned the topic back.

He asked: "So what happened to me and you when we were young, and how did we meet? And from what you mean, you don't remember me."

"Teacher Wu is really a shame." Wu Yu leaned towards him like a child, and put his head on his shoulder, "Actually, I only met you once, and I haven't even exchanged names."

"I just said why I can't remember you, Wu Yu you—" Wu Yuan tried hard to push him away but didn't push, "It's too heavy."

"Let me rely on it for a while." Wu Yu said as if begging, "At that time, I told you about my mother, which is the story you wrote in the novel."

All Wu Yuan's movements stopped.

His original inspiration for writing "Alibi" came from a dream, in which he was the young Wu Yu, living under domestic violence.The mother was overwhelmed and committed suicide by jumping off the building.Wu Yu didn't believe it, but because his father had a perfect alibi, he couldn't be convicted of a crime.

His mind was confused at this moment.

Countless intricate lines seem to be stretched out one by one, and then reconnected clearly, and many things before have become smooth.

At this moment, Wu Yu asked him, "Are you blaming me?"

Wu Yuan looked into the other person's eyes and was confused for a moment, but he still shook his head.