Idol's Repayment

The one-week filming was finally over, and he walked out of the cabin wrapped up tightly. Zheng Tongmu immediately took out his mobile phone and reported to Yang Qin: I'm back!

At the same time, the notification sound of jingling bells came from a mobile phone that was casually thrown on the carpet, dutifully waking up his master.

Yang Qin suffered from insomnia again yesterday.

It is said that Star Media's bidding results were notified within two days.It's like an exam. I didn't think much of it when I was doing the exam papers, but when the report card was issued, I pushed myself to a heart rate of 180 during the long wait.The reminder of the news directly dug him out of his light sleep, not from important things, but from important people.

Tongmu is back.

During the few days in the small mountain village, Tongmu had a rare leisure time. He had a lot of time at night, so he made video calls to him when he had nothing to do, complained about famous actors, and discussed home improvement plans.

Zheng Tongmu found great satisfaction in discussing with Yang Qin how to furnish his house.Where the sofa should be placed, Yang Qin stood up and gestured to him: Make room here, or it will block the light; don’t face your back there, otherwise the TV screen will reflect light and you can’t see clearly during the day, etc.A picture even appeared in front of his eyes: a sofa, the location was decided by him and Yang Qin, the style was his fancy with Yang Qin, he and Yang Qin sat side by side on the sofa, the sun was warm It's very comfortable when it shines on your body, and once you lie down, you don't want to get up again; this home is full of Yang Qin's breath.

Tong Mu thought very well, but it really made Yang Qin miserable.He was lying on the bed with sleepy eyes when he heard the phone ring again.Perhaps it wasn't Zheng Tongmu who sent another message, he thought so, yawned, and squinted his eyes to see through a layer of tears; the sender of the message was Zhang Yige.

Zhang Yige said that they lost the election.

He numbly put down his phone and didn't move at all. After a long while, he sighed deeply, as if the air was re-interacting with the alveoli at this time.

In fact... it is also expected.It's just... It was a bit of a waste of Zheng Tongmu's arrangements at the time.

The doorbell rang ding dong ding dong, waking up Yang Qin who had fallen asleep after reading the message.Rubbing his messy hair to open the door, he saw Zhang Yige standing outside the door.

Zhang Yige's gaze swept from the randomly raised hair of the person in front of him to the eyes covered by Fei Yu, and then to the crumpled pajamas on his body.He stretched out a hand, and as soon as he touched Yang Qin's neck, he heard a soft sound: "Hiss, it's so cold", Yang Qin shrank his shoulder reflexively, letting go of his touch.He suddenly realized that he just came in from the outside, and his fingers were very cold, so he quickly closed his palms and rubbed them vigorously. "Don't move," he whispered, pressing Yang Qin's shoulders, his palms sinking into the fluffy fabric of the pajamas, feeling soft.He reached out and caressed the collar of Yang Qin's pajamas, and turned out the sharp corners that had been folded in, covering the slender collarbone inadvertently exposed by the person in front of him.

"...I was afraid that you would be sad if you lost the election. It seems that I was worried for nothing." Zhang Yige said while retracting his hand, smiled, and raised the takeaway in his hand.

Returning a somewhat embarrassed smile, Yang Qinshan went to the bathroom to wash up.

Zhang Yige went to the kitchen to wash his hands and boil water, and at this moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Who is it?" Zhang Yige raised his voice and asked.

There was no answer outside the door.

After a while, it was Yang Qin who rushed out of the bathroom grabbing his mobile phone and saw Zhang Yige standing at the door.He bit his lower lip, looked at his old classmate, and then at the door, showing a bewildered expression.

"...What's wrong?" Zhang Yige asked.Outside the door...is there someone here?Then invite the people outside the door to come in.

But Yang Qin walked around the entrance for half a circle, scratching his head non-stop, neither opened the door nor left, he didn't know what he was embarrassing for.

Zhang Yige watched him turn around and frowned.

Why did Yang Qin seem so hesitant about opening the door?

Could it be that there is someone outside the door that he can't see?

Can't see?who?He couldn't think that there was such a person beside Yang Qin.

Zhang Yige was thinking wildly, and his heart suddenly surged.

All along, he thought that he was Yang Qin's closest friend.For this otaku who stays at home and paints, Yang Qin's social relationship is very simple, basically fixed when he graduated from college.Zhang Yige knows everyone who has come and gone around him over the years.

"Uh... Grid..."

When Yang Qin finally spoke, his mobile phone vibrated twice.He hurriedly looked down, and Zhang Yige keenly grasped the content of the message, just four words: I'm leaving first.

Yang Qin immediately panicked. He held down the voice input and shouted "Don't go!" while holding Zhang Yige's wrist.Still carrying the moisture from brushing his teeth, his lips looked moist and plump, stained with the marks from his own bites, and they were bright red.

These two red lips told him for the sake of the outsiders: "Please, how is the matter, no matter who you see later, don't tell it."

The door opened slowly in front of his eyes, and Zheng Tongmu saw Yang Qin appearing in front of him with a complicated expression.There were a few bristles of hair on his head, his face was powdery, his brows still showed the meekness of just waking up, and the fluffy plaid pajamas wrapped his whole body in a ball.If it wasn't for a man he didn't know standing beside him, Zheng Tongmu would almost be unable to restrain himself from stepping forward to hug Yang Qin.He looks so warm and soft.

The strange man standing next to him was half a head taller than Yang Qin, and he was dressed neatly. A trace of the cold air outside the house was slowly transpiring on his sweater, and he was not at the same temperature as Yang Qin next to him.It seems that like him, he is also a visitor who has just arrived.Zheng Tongmu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man carefully.He looked a little familiar, and he was looking at himself with a tiger face.Ordinary people may not be aware of it, but Zheng Tongmu, who has been observing words and expressions in the entertainment circle for many years, can tell at a glance that this person is very unhappy with his appearance.

After searching in memory for a while, Zheng Tongmu remembered that this person came with Yang Qin when he and Yang Qin "encountered" on Star Media.Since Yang Qin went to Xingkong for work, this person is probably a colleague of Yang Qin's studio.Or something more intimate, such as—"Let me introduce, this, this is my friend, the boss of my studio, and a college classmate, Zhang Yige."

Yang Qin stood between the two and introduced each other to them.He pointed to the idol singer himself who pulled off his mask to reveal a handsome face, smiled wryly at Zhang Yige, and said, "Here, Jinjin's circle of friends posts every day, so I don't need to introduce you."

Although the address has been known for a long time, this is Zheng Tongmu's first visit to Yang Qin's house.He entered the room, looked around curiously, and listened to Yang Qin repeating to him: "Come here without saying hello, you are trying to scare me to death. Didn't you just get off the plane this morning? Why don't you go back to your home and run away?" Why am I here? You are not afraid of being photographed..."

When he came to the side of the person who made him feel at ease, the fatigue of the chariots and horses finally had a brain attack, and Tong Mu almost immediately felt a little sleepy.He dragged his tone to answer Yang Qin's question: "My house is so empty that I don't want to go back, and it's rare to have half a day off, so I came to see you. No one took pictures, don't worry, I have rich anti-reconnaissance experience."

He groped into the kitchen and put down the takeaway from his hands, and stood at the door of the bathroom, watching Yang Qin wash his face.At first, Yang Qin thought that he was going to the bathroom after washing himself, and wanted to move his place first, but he shook his head in response.Finally, Yang Qin understood that this person had nothing to do, he just stood there and watched himself, as if he had never seen anyone wash his face.Under the eyes of his idol, Yang Qin was under a lot of pressure, as if the cat washed his face, he smeared his face and hung up the towel to dry.

"Hey, it's done so soon? Is it clean?"

"...Can you sit in the living room?" Seeing that Tong Mu wanted to follow him into the kitchen, Yang Qin couldn't bear it anymore, "Don't follow me like a little tail."

Tongmu chuckled, raised his hands in surrender, and retreated to the living room.

Zhang Yige, who was sitting in the living room, listened to their laughter, took a sip of the water in the glass, and the coldness from the previous night flowed down the esophagus into his stomach, making his heart icy cold.Yang Qin...Yang Qin is talking to this big star in such an intimate way.They also met him when they went to Star Media last time.At that time, Yang Qin clearly looked unfamiliar with him, and there was only the joy of seeing an idol on his face. That kind of joy was very pious, but in fact it was also very far away.It was only two months from then, what happened in these two months?How did they know each other, how did they know each other so well?

A well-known star or idol, there are thousands of boys and girls in this world who like him, are obsessed with him, and even regard him as their emotional support.The love of fans is so great that they hold their idols high in the sky; when they look at any fan in the clouds, their faces are blurred and small.Just such a person who is fanatically loved by thousands of people, according to Yang Qin's words, he ran to Yang Qin's house without returning home after getting off the plane; just ask, what is the reason in this world? , will let idols come to fans' homes as soon as they get off the plane?

Some people chase stars to the point of obsession, and even do everything for their idols without asking for anything in return, just asking the idol to look at them more.Yang Qin is not so irrational, he is better than his sister.But he paints for him, buys his magazines and endorsements, and goes to see his performances; he actually likes him no less than Yang Jin, and Zhang Yige knows all of this.The person I like stepped down from the cloud and responded that he was close to him... I am afraid that it would be impossible for anyone to refuse.

Did he lose without a fight?

This morning, neither of them came empty-handed, Tong Mu bought soy milk and cookies, and put them together with Zhang Yige's milk tea and steamed stuffed buns.Yang Qin served the food with cups and dishes, and was amazed at the same time: "You all mix and match things when you buy breakfast, what a tacit understanding."

Zheng Tongmu raised his head and looked towards the kitchen, just as he met Zhang Yige's heavy gaze, which was also cast on him.What is breakfast, the two of them have the best understanding, and they came at the same time after learning that Yang Qin's work was unsuccessful.I'm afraid, both of them have the same feeling, wanting to be by his side for the first time.

The author has something to say:

I have to say that this recovery is more about finding the state of writing, and there are still many problems in the work.