My cat turned my partner into my bed

Clutching the love letter in Jing Yuan's hand, he sweated, and it became thin and soft. If he had more strength, it would be rubbed to pieces.Due to the nature of their work, their work and rest are chaotic, passing by the room of the other three people, the room is quiet, Jing Yuan pushed open a gap, except for Chen Yuan who didn't know where to go, Bai Yan and Yang Linyu were all sleeping soundly.

Before discovering the letter, Wei Cheng was no longer here.

The content of the letter was very simple, leaving a place name and saying that whether he came or not, he would wait forever.Jing Yuan checked it with his mobile phone, it was not far away, it was a restaurant, the legal person was a certain senior who had been absent for many years.

Jing Yuan has not yet decided.He instinctively felt that there was a weirdness behind this incident, and it was difficult to make more speculations.He stood on the corridor, suddenly there was a ding-dong sound, the numbers jumped, paused, the elevator door opened, and Jing Yuan hid behind the door that separated the stairs.

Wei Cheng is back.

He carried two full bags in his hands, like snacks, ribbons, and so on.Jing Yuan thought of last year, the welcome party that broke up unhappy was also arranged by Wei Cheng, his heart felt hot, but his legs were so stiff that he couldn't move.

Wei Cheng obviously struggled to hold it. Before opening the door, he put down his things and pressed his hands together before lowering his head to enter the password.Jingyuan watched him go in, leaning against the door, it was past 7 pm, the surroundings were only dim, and a narrow, whitish light was cast on the wall in front of him.

After a while, the door of the dormitory opened again, and Wei Cheng came out to wait for the elevator.He tidied up vigorously, standing there was really as eye-catching as the trees in the rainforest, but his expression was very nervous.

Wei Cheng's face closed into the compartment door.Jing Yuan went down the stairs and followed behind.

Wei Cheng didn't take the driver's license test, and he has no enthusiasm for cars.The several new cars in the garage were bought by members of "Aurora", but he was not included.Wei Cheng is afraid even on the highway.

He was not found.

He watched Wei Cheng come to that place, only looked up at the signboard, and walked in.

The next development is like playing an absurd drama.Jing Yuan felt that he was divided into two, one half was floating in the air, looking down on all this from the other side, and the other half was in the air, sinking deep into the vortex.

He came in after a while. Not everyone can afford a restaurant of this price, so even when it was time for dinner, the tables and chairs in the lobby were almost empty.The waiter stepped forward to ask, and he reflexively reported the box number.

"I'll go up by myself," he said again.

The disguise was alright, and he was not recognized.So the other party pointed him in the right direction.

Jing Yuan went up the stairs, the private room was at the end of the second floor, the twilight came in from the window sill, melting the edges and corners of the door.The door was not fully closed, Jing Yuan walked over silently, and glanced in through the palm-width gap.

Wei Cheng was sitting in front of a bouquet of flowers, the flowers were in full bloom, even so far away, Jing Yuan could feel that fresh red color spreading under his eyes, Wei Cheng's face was also dyed with a warm light.

That kind of expression - as if in the middle of the crowd, guarding the cake with candles, ready to make a wish.Both embarrassed and hopeful.Wei Cheng just waited like this, even refusing to take a sip of the water at hand.

While waiting, Wei Cheng was always very patient.

Jingyuan couldn't describe how he felt at that time.The setting sun in midsummer brought flame waves, and he only felt cold.

In some matters, he is very strict with himself, because of pride, but also out of interest.When I was a child, I still lived in a wealthy area.When practicing the piano, some children would kick the ball in and hit the keys.

"Do you want to come and play?"

Xiao Jingyuan helped to pick up the ball, but his attitude was very cold, "No, I want to practice." The child wanted to persuade him again, but the smooth sound of the piano sounded, and he left without making fun of himself.Jing Yuan tilted his neck, continued the song with ease, while turning his head to look.

Ginkgo biloba flying outside the window.

Jing's parents advocated elite education. He completed the required courses in the family's villa, and because of his ambition, he occasionally went to the north and south with his uncle.However, when I was filming in school, wearing school uniform, even walking felt jerky.He found that before joining the group, he didn't even have a few friends of the same age.

After coming, there will be Wei Cheng.Brother Xiao Cheng who would put ice drinks on his face, secretly take him out to eat spicy crab in the middle of the night, doze off backstage until his head rests on his shoulders, and is full of firepower when he goes on stage.Wei Cheng is Jing Yuan's first real friend, he can hear a sound immediately when he plays the guitar, and he can set a new record when he plays two-legged and three-legged on the show.

Once five people accepted the dessert endorsement.The samples used naturally during the shooting, but after the work is over, there is a free tasting event.

Jing Yuan was in the fat-reducing stage, he only showed him, he didn't give him food, he was so greedy, he dragged Wei Cheng to the corner, he couldn't wait, brother Xiao Cheng, brother Xiao Cheng wanted to please him.

Wei Cheng couldn't resist him, so he handed over his own share, looked left and right, and said in a protective way: "Eat it quickly!"

Jing Yuan ate in a hurry, took two bites, there was still cream on his cheeks, Wei Cheng pointed it out, he raised the corner of his mouth, and wiped it off with the back of his hand carelessly, leaving a slanted line of sugar, which was sticky after drying. Stretch the skin.

Wei Cheng blushed all the way to his neck.I looked at him, didn't say a word, stuffed the rest into his hand, turned around and left.

"Wei Cheng actually likes him."

The grass snake meanders, and the gray line stretches. After reaching a conclusion, it floats up from below the surface and becomes clearer.

Jing Yuan didn't know how ordinary friends would get along with each other, but at least, Wei Cheng had already crossed the line with him, and he himself didn't know it.Without knowing it, whether there are some actions are interpreted as implicit responses.

It's like reversing into a garage for a test, and the steering wheel is turned violently. Even if it only touches the line, if it exceeds one millimeter, it will be judged as unqualified by the examiner.One day in the parking lot, I was dazzled by the double flashing headlights. Thinking about it again, I can still remember the flustered and dazed mood at that time.

He couldn't find a perfect way to deal with it.

If it was when he was starving, Wei Cheng would give him half of the steamed buns, or if the teacher tested their knowledge of music theory on a whim and did not bring an eraser for answering the questions, Wei Cheng would break off a piece and give it to him.It's easy to solve like this, I will pay back what you give, and the money and the goods are equal, and there is no debt to each other.

What about the heart?

Give him half of the only heart, how can I pay him back?

Jingyuan couldn't answer.In terms of interpersonal communication, he is a complete poor student.But Jingyuan understands one thing, when someone is holding a candy and waiting to give it to you, it is better than throwing it away in person.

Jing Yuan left the door.

"Click", "click".He was so terrified by this incident that he heard the sound of the shutter several times on the way back.

There is a girl group, because of the private association of top popular members with big fans, it has plummeted since then, and three years have passed, and there has been no news about their comeback.

There was also a certain combination, because of the internal love affair, thousands of people spit and tens of thousands scolded, the parties were under heavy pressure, but failed to pass this level, causing both losers and losing the future of other teammates.

"Aurora" is already in jeopardy, and the mountain and rain are about to come and the wind is overwhelming the building, but Jing Yuan has a way out, there are many baiyan and poplar forests, and Chen Yuan has even more.Everyone can play chess differently, except Wei Cheng.

He thought about it, but he couldn't take Wei Cheng away.He will try his best, but no one can influence Wei Cheng in this matter.

When Wei Cheng came back that day, he was washing his backpack.It is a very rare thing, Jing Yuan took the initiative to do housework, Bai Yan laughed at him while eating potato chips, Wei Cheng changed his shoes, Jing Yuan came out of the toilet, took a hanger, and clumsily put the backpack that was still dripping. Hang it up.

He said casually: "It's a pity." Jing Yuan wiped his hands and took out some scraps of paper. "It was only after washing that I found out that I forgot to take out the things the fans gave me."

Wei Cheng watched quietly, Jing Yuan felt the gaze on the back of his hand, and his wrist trembled slightly.

But Wei Cheng caught his words, smiled, and said, "...Well, what a pity."

He was stunned.

This result was smoother than everything he had imagined.

It went smoothly as if nothing had happened.It went so well that he suddenly became irritable for no reason, as if he had become the eye of a typhoon, seemingly untouched by waves, as long as he had a lead, he could unleash his deepest destructive desire ragingly.

He and Wei Cheng looked at each other, at this moment, Chen Yuan came back.This so-called teammate seemed to have suffered something terrible, with an angry face, a deep red mark on his neck, furious, and disheveled, as long as he was not blind, he could understand what he was doing out there.

Chen Yuan hated him for many reasons.For example, the name and surname have heavy characters, and the English name has to be used.Every time his lips move and he utters that word, madly, obsessively, fans' voices can become a source of deepening his hatred.

For example, let him be inferior everywhere, becoming the one with the least sense of presence.

There can be thousands of reasons for hating someone, or even no reason.

But Chen Yuan broke the rules and went his own way, making everything he did seem like a joke.

Seeing Wei Cheng biting his lip, Jing Yuan turned pale.His heart was beating, even though his nerves were numb.

Jing Yuan strode over, picked up Chen Yuan's collar, and punched him squarely.

—that was the last fight they had before they disbanded.

In the first month of solo flight, Jing Yuan had a dream.The insomnia he had struggled to relieve returned with a vengeance, and he had to take a small melatonin pill every night before going to bed.

It was a dream he didn't want to wake up from.

It was a venue converted from a stadium. It was a passageway for walking. The center of the cross was a perfect circular stage, and the surrounding four sides from the fan shape to the top were used to accommodate the audience. "Like Haidilao's four-square grid", Wei Cheng described it like this, smiling happily.He salvaged in the sinking pool of memory, and recalled again and again that this place was the largest venue where they held a concert, the music played, and the waves of light rippled everywhere.

He's back here.But the surrounding area was very quiet, and the waving fluorescent sticks swung left and right, connecting together, becoming fireflies glowing in the dark.No screaming.There is no song either.The crowd was dense, and the light flickered, but the face was like a wax figure, with only a blurred skin, and the facial features could not be seen clearly.

Bai Yan, Yang Linyu, and even Chen Yuan were on one side of the cross aisle. When Jing Yuan found Wei Cheng, they started chatting.

It's like a stage play, only when the curtain is drawn can one see the inside.Jing Yuan lowered his head and saw Wei Cheng.

Wei Cheng lay on his back under him.

Wei Cheng's cheeks were red and oozing, like wet petals on the water.It also looks like a young bird that can't swim, fluttering around like wings, choking, panting, very fragile and very scared.Beads of sweat remained on the Adam's apple, which was crystal clear, and the twisted arc was particularly pitiful.Jing Yuan held his hand hanging in the air, interlocking his fingers.

......

They are doing the most unspeakable, happy and emotional things in the world in the most eye-catching places.

No one dared to speak up.

This was also a dream that he knew was a dream from the very beginning.

Jingyuan, who was pushed to run towards the future, grew rapidly overnight.

Jing Yuan opened his eyes.

It was broad daylight, and the sunlight that climbed through the windows like a creeper was about to engulf them.Wei Cheng was lying in his arms, because of the movement, he was about to wake up.Jing Yuan's heart softened, and he couldn't help but bend down.

"But I believe that still water can flow long, and in the morning, it will take the lead in bringing sunshine to kiss your eyelashes" - this lyrics was written by him.

And even though he didn't know love then.