Idol's Repayment

Rubbing the cup of hot chocolate in front of him with his fingers, Yang Qin lowered his head.

The magnetic and pleasant voice from the opposite side reached his ears: "... I want another order of this... yes, after the meal..." He half-raised his eyelids and glanced, and saw that the waitress's face was completely red .

The man's long and slender fingers tapped lightly on the menu, as if they were tapping the keys of a piano, and even the phalanges were jumping under the white skin.After the waitress removed the menu, her finger lost its keys, so she clasped it with the brothers on the other hand and clenched it tightly.

"Yang Qin..."

And the three words "I'm sorry" immediately after, hovering in the silent air of the box, lingering around the beam.

There is one question that Yang Qin still doesn't understand: what is Zheng Tongmu trying to do.He once said that when he is busy, he may fly to three cities non-stop to work in a day. Although he has no way of guessing how much money he makes in a day, the value of every minute and every second is completely incomparable with Yang Qin's.Could it be that he is some kind of unborn genius artist, the kind he doesn't even know?Oh, it's too funny to think about it.

The popular idol gave him an explanation that he thought was even more unbelievable.

"Actually... I want to repay my favor."

After Yang Qin expressed his surprise undisguisedly, he repeated it again, telling Yang Qin that he heard it right: "It is to repay the favor, you are my benefactor."

...I am your benefactor?

But why didn't I know that I was your benefactor?

What year and where is the benefactor?

Well, taking a step back, even if he met such a good-looking boy on the street, it is impossible for him to forget it, let alone what kind of favor he has.

Yang Qin frowned and thought about it for a long time, ignoring the shy(?) reserved(?) psychology at the beginning, staring at Zheng Tongmu up and down carefully, tossing all his memories.

Zheng Tongmu let him look at it like this, the hand holding the knife and fork was not cutting the steak, but it seemed to be reaching into Yang Qin's chest and wantonly touching his heartstrings.

While being electrified by the beauty in front of him, his heart fluttered, and at the same time, he searched at full speed for where he might have intersected with him in his memory. After 10 minutes, Yang Qinhan was about to come down.Can't figure it out, he really can't figure it out.

"You don't know...you made a mistake, right?" After much deliberation, this is the only possibility, Yang Qin said cautiously, fearing that Zheng Tongmu would wake up in the next second and drive him out—— Really, high-end restaurants are different, the steak is so delicious, he is really reluctant to part with it.

This time, it was Zheng Tongmu who showed a surprised expression.

"do not you remember?"

Yang Qin shook his head: "I don't even remember ever seeing such a, um, good-looking person like you."

He saw a big smile blooming on Tongmu's lonely face just now, and Xiaomi's nest was deeply sunken.

"That's right, I wasn't good-looking then."

Then he refused to explain further to Yang Qin's puzzled eyes, and suddenly felt a deep pleasure in this situation. The person opposite still couldn't get through the key point, so he raised his lips unconsciously, revealing his full lips, and from time to time Look at yourself with pleading eyes.

It's so cute.

Yang Qin finally announced his phased abandonment by changing the subject: "Then what's the matter with the name Xiaoyi? Ah, can I say this, but I can't say it. Am I going too far?"

"Not at all, I've been holding back for a long time, and I've always wanted to tell you. Tongmu is a stage name, and it does have a very important meaning to me. Yi is my real name, and I hope you can continue to call me that. This Few people know about it, this is a little secret between us."

Who can resist this! !

The ambiguous atmosphere climbed up Yang Qin's back along with Paulownia's soft voice.And he felt like a frog in warm water, with a dazed look on his face, even if something was wrong, it was useless, he couldn't figure it out, and couldn't escape.He heard the gears of his brain spinning idly, making a deafening and dizzy sound; he saw a trembling bunch of hair on the top of Tongmu's head that did not obey Mousse's discipline.

The popular idol is dressed like he is ready to go to the shooting scene of the three major fashion magazines at any time. Come to meet him like this and tell him that there is a little secret between us.In this situation, everything doesn't matter anymore, anyway, he can't refuse anything.

As a fan, Yang Qin can hardly think of a more dreamy scene than having dinner with his idol. Well, probably only the wedding scene with his idol can surpass it.

Oh, no, plus the co-pilot in the idol's private car.

Yang Qin sat in the car with his hands tied, he didn't even know where to put his hands, so he could only touch his neck uneasily, and looked forward.Just now, the two of them had a meal separated by a table with a pile of dishes, but at this moment, the strong thigh muscles under the idol's suit pants were tense where he could reach out and touch them.

This visual impact made Yang Qin stutter: "No, you don't have to take me home too, it's too troublesome, just get down to the East Second Ring Road..."

Following Zheng Tongmu's series of movements of putting down the handbrake and turning the key, the woody perfume smell on his body diffused with the air circulation of the air conditioner in this small space inside the car, and drilled straight into his nostrils, tolerant, gentle, Like the cedar in spring, like the voice of paulownia.

"There are paparazzi behind."

"……what?"

"That black SUV." The car drove slowly towards the Chengdong Expressway, and Tong Mu signaled Yang Qin to look in the rearview mirror, "So I want to ask you to allow me to borrow your house as a cover, and I promise to get rid of them before then .”

Yang Qin was dumbfounded and speechless.

After the silence condensed into drops of water, Tongmu reached out and turned on the speaker.

Yang Qin, who just downed half a bottle of red wine at the dinner table for some reason, rubbed his eyes and moved his body.He was so familiar with this melody that he couldn't help humming it softly in his nose.

"Do you like it?" the man beside him asked him softly.

"Yeah, "Fireworks"...I never get tired of listening to it."

"Me too. This song is very special to me, haha, it's showing my age."

Yang Qin laughed a couple of times, and exhaled deeply, only to realize that his back, legs and feet had been tense since he got in the car, and his body was stiff even when he was drowsy. , the whole body is a little sour.

Yang Qin tilted his head, his eyes fell on the rearview mirror in front of the car, and he met the eyes of Paulownia in the mirror for a moment.This sight instantly set off a gust of wind, which swept him into the clouds, his heart skipped a beat, and the feeling of weightlessness swept through his internal organs, and his back was numb.

The culprit didn't know it, he raised one corner of his mouth and smiled at him in the rearview mirror.His voice became more and more soothing and deep, humming softly with the warm female voice in the CD:

"...you are the instant fireworks, imprinting my soul forever..."

It didn't know when it started snowing outside the window.In the singing of the two voices of nature, Yang Qin's eyes widened in a daze.Looking at it, a large snow fluttered and fell on his forehead.He felt a little soft, and the snowflake was not cold at all, it melted between his brows like cotton candy.He stretched out his hand to pick it up in amazement, but it was clear that the snowflakes were flying all over the sky, but they were all playing hide-and-seek with him, no matter how hard he tried, they would not obediently fall into his palm.

But one after another, the snow kept falling on the bridge of his nose and cheeks. The warm wind brought some spring cedar fragrance, rushing to the tip of his hair, itching all the way to his heart.

He retracted the hand that wanted to grab Xue, and scratched his head. His fingertips seemed to touch something, and his hand was warm——

Yang Qin woke up suddenly and opened his eyes.

Zheng Tongmu propped up the back of the chair, almost leaning on his side. Seeing him open his eyes, he immediately raised his hands and stepped back with an innocent expression.There was a red mark on his cheek that was slowly receding, and it disappeared without a trace after a few times of flickering eyelashes.

The brain that had just woken up was even more confused, Yang Qin blinked his eyes a few times, and slowly understood, so, uh, when he, when he just woke up, his finger accidentally swept... Zheng Tongmu's Face?

I rely on it! ! !

The face of an idol! ! !

my hand! ! !

Covering his fingertips that might have just touched Tongmu's cheek, Yang Qin hurriedly looked around to hide his heartbeat that was approaching 180.He was still in Tongmu's car, the light from the street lamp outside the window cast shadows of varying shades through the glass, and there was no snow falling.

"I... fell asleep?" Yang Qin propped himself up on the seat and sat up. The seat belt dragged him so he couldn't make any bigger movements, and his feet were a little numb.

Zheng Tongmu, who had been in a daze just now, seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, pointed to the seat belt, and explained: "Just now you suddenly raised your hand and moved around, the seat belt broke away, I will put it on for you again... you're home."

"Thank you... Where's the paparazzi?"

"I didn't follow."

"oh oh……"

The air was silent for a while.

Yang Qin sighed exaggeratedly in his heart.Hey, it seems that this beautiful night has come to an end, too soon, I can't bear it... He even fell asleep, my God, why did he fall asleep! ! !

Knocked on his head, Yang Qin held the car door, turned around and wanted to say "thank you" to Zheng Tongmu, just bent down and before he opened his mouth, he saw Zheng Tongmu quickly turned his head to look at him, his eyes flashed like Thousands of bright stars fall into it.

Yang Qin's mind was tied up suddenly, and he heard his own voice coming from outer space: "Thank you very much for being safe on the way back."

"..."

Nodding his head, Zheng Tongmu lowered his long eyelashes, smiled again when he raised his eyes, and waved at him.

Should I invite him to sit at home?Although I don't know if he thinks his home is too cramped... Maybe next time, turning around, Yang Qin thought.

Behind him, there is a line of sight like smoke and mist, covering his whole body all the time, and disappearing behind the door along with his back.

The author has something to say:

I watched it again when I adjusted the format, and found a plot bug...