【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[It's all your fault for distracting me.I don't know when it started, you always distracted me. 】

That hug is fast, that hug is loud, that hug is light.

Mixed in the chaotic voices and screams, facing the dazzling lights on the stage and the eyes of thousands of audiences.

But enough.

It's enough to make up for the miss that I haven't seen for so many days, and it's enough to relieve the loss of not being able to keep in touch.

Most importantly, it is enough to make up for the regrets that have not been said.

It is also on such a stage, and at such a moment, those people say that they should be with important people at this time, and those people are hugging sincerely or coping.

But on that stage, they who should be hugging the most and being together most sincerely, are scruples, shy, and only show silly smiles.

Fortunately, time is extraordinarily gentle, allowing him who is young and upright to learn to save the country with curves, and he who is always dodging learns to accept it bravely.

It finally came true, when the last bell of the New Year rang, it was you I was holding.

"Wang Yuaner, Happy New Year."

The first rule of the idol code: New Year's does not mean rest.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the two of them were going back to the set, together with the staff members who were accompanying them separately, so after the New Year's Eve concert, everyone did not continue to celebrate, but went back to the hotel to take time to rest separately.

I don't know if it was because of the shy hug on the stage, but the two sat in the car without saying a word.

Wang Junkai seriously felt that this was not possible, so as soon as he arrived at the hotel, he took Wang Yuan into his room under the banner of "I have food for you".

Wang Yuan followed him into the room with a cooperative face in the corridor, but when there were only two people left, he quickly changed his cold expression: "What are you doing? What are you talking about?"

"Who told you that I have something to say?" Wang Junkai knew that he did it on purpose, so he looked at him with some amusement.

Wang Yuan rolled his eyes and fell on the sofa: "Who is that? From the beginning to the end of today, he has a hesitant expression...and said there is something delicious to coax the children..."

"Oh, so you're a child? You were coaxed over if you knew it." Wang Junkai sat beside him, tilting his head and looking at him teasingly.

Wang Yuan was at a loss for words for a while, and was about to leave with an angry expression: "Then I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute," Wang Junkai hurriedly pulled him back, "There is something to talk about, and there is something to eat."

When he was in a hurry, he exerted a lot of force, Wang Yuan was pulled back half a step, and his butt fell on his lap. Hearing what he said, he didn't move, and just sat and barked at him: " What to eat, hand over what to eat!"

Wang Junkai laughed until tiger teeth and cat lines appeared, he wrapped his arms around him to stop him from moving around, and pulled out a large box from the schoolbag next to him with the other hand: "It's a gift from a fan. It's too sweet. I don't want to eat it."

It was a box of Anthon Berg's liqueur chocolates. Wang Yuan took the box and looked at it and smiled: "Okay, Wang Junkai, I really have everything as a gift when I grow up. Are you afraid that you will get drunk after eating? Oh no. , maybe I hope you get drunk, hahahaha."

"So you don't eat too much, just taste it." Wang Junkai also smiled, but just looked at him and smiled, "How about filming? I see you have a lot of night scenes recently."

Wang Yuan got down from his lap to open the box of chocolates: "Who made a small report to you? It's not that many, just these few days."

"That's okay, we can't stay up late all the time," Wang Junkai didn't tell him that he was paying attention to the crew of "Northern Spring" every day, but turned on the old mother mode again, "Don't drink drinks in winter, don't you want a throat? Also, you Don't get too close to that Tang Yu, I think some of his fans have already begun to blackmail you, so you should take care of yourself."

"Wang Junkai," Wang Yuan took a bite of the chocolate, and the words in his mouth suddenly turned into an exclamation, "Is there really wine in it?!"

Wang Junkai quickly gave him a tissue: "Otherwise? Do you think it's milk?"

Wang Yuan curled his lips dissatisfied, and then said: "Wang Junkai, why are you so clear about our crew? I went to the trumpet a few days ago and found that there are many strange things in the watch list."

"Ah? Really? Why don't I know... Hehehehe..." Wang Junkai pretended to be stupid, "But to be honest, you and Tang Yu should keep a little distance, otherwise someone will always scold you."

Wang Yuan didn't stop unwrapping the wrapping paper, but glanced at him: "Then tell me, should I also keep a little distance from you?"

"Me?" Wang Junkai was taken aback.

"Yes," Wang Yuan turned his eyes back to the chocolate, with a casual look, "I've been scolded a lot because of you."

"That... that's different..." Wang Junkai was speechless for a while.

Wang Yuan asked him seriously: "What's the difference?"

"Just... I'm different from you," Wang Junkai was a little displeased, "Do you think I'm the same as Tang Yu to you?"

"You said that I was scolded because of you, and you were scolded because of me. We dare not wear the same clothes and shoes at the same time, we dare not go out at the same time when we go out together, and we dare not wear the same bracelet at the same time. Being scolded every day, shouldn't we also keep our distance?" Wang Yuan actually wanted to say "Is this also the reason why you left Chongqing for Beijing", but he didn't dare.

Wang Junkai didn't expect him to say this, and he didn't know if he said it casually, or he couldn't help but say it because he had thought too much, but this is not what he cares about at this time, he just asked Wang Yuan with all his heart. Said: "Let me ask you, I am the same as Tang Yu, right?"

"I didn't say you are like him." Wang Yuan pretended to concentrate on dealing with the chocolate wrapping paper.

But Wang Junkai is a stickler: "Then tell me, how am I different from him?"

"Wang Junkai, you are annoying."

Wang Junkai reached out and opened the box of chocolates: "If you don't tell me, don't eat it."

"Wang Junkai, are you a primary school student?" Wang Yuan stretched out his hand for a long time but couldn't reach it, so he had to say, "Okay, okay, you are different everywhere."

"more specific?"

"...If you don't mention him, I can't think of him either."

"What about me?" Wang Junkai wanted to laugh a little, but he still suppressed his emotions.

Wang Yuan raised his head, he was still in the posture of grabbing chocolates, so he was a little close to Wang Junkai, which made him feel a little hot on his face, and suddenly felt a little upset in his heart, and he flashed back suddenly: "What are you! You WeChat every day How can I not remember how much I am like my mother?!"

Wang Junkai made him anxious, so he dragged him back to sit on the sofa, and peeled another piece of chocolate for him: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about that, the last one, brush your teeth well in a while."

"Wang Junkai," Wang Yuan lowered his head and fiddled with the piece of chocolate, "I just want to make a good movie."

Wang Junkai was stunned for a moment, he actually knew that although Wang Yuan seemed careless, and sometimes people worried that he would quit when he lost his temper, but in fact he still cared and valued his works very much in his heart. From the first movie and the first song to now, every time is extremely caring.So he introspected for a while, and felt that he shouldn't interfere with Wang Yuan's performance in the crew just because he was upset: "I know, I'm sorry."

"Two." Wang Yuan accepted his introspection and began to bargain.

"Okay...just two." Wang Junkai couldn't help laughing again.

Wang Yuan let out a "hum" before concentrating on dealing with his chocolates. After 3 seconds of silence, he yelled as if he had discovered a new world: "Wang Junkai, there is a small note in here!" He said from the crack of the box cover Pull out a small card.

Wang Junkai was not very surprised: "Maybe it was caught by fans, what did you write?"

"Let me take a look, hahahahaha," Wang Yuan glanced at it, and then smiled strangely, "It says 'bite open the bottle gently, the wine will spread from the tip of the tongue, and the chocolate will slowly melt, This feels like a kiss with chocolate - for my brother who is filming a kiss scene for the first time', puff hahahaha... this is really drunk haha..."

Wang Junkai snatched the card, his face turned red and white: "What the hell..."

"The feeling of kissing, brother," Wang Yuan looked at him with a teasing face, "Do you want to try it?"

Wang Junkai said with a cold face, "Then you kissed a little too much today, Wang Yuaner."

"Hahahahahaha..." Wang Yuan didn't know what was so funny, but his subconscious forced him to keep laughing, "Yes, the kiss scene is about to be filmed, what can you do, Wang Junkai?"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yuan looked up at him halfway, and his expression was a bit incomprehensible: "Do you know the feeling of kissing? Wang Junkai? That was your first kiss."

He just burst into tears from laughing, but now his eyes were shining brightly, and the chocolate-wrapped liquor hit his head at this moment, flushing his whole little face, with red in the white, like a small unripe apple .

Maybe it was because of that sentence, or it was more likely because the person in front of him was so pretty and delicious, Wang Junkai seemed to lose control for a moment, he leaned over without thinking, put his lips on that photo, and was still chattering for a second Q.

The feeling of kissing, you know?

The feeling of a first kiss, you know?

The touch on the mouth is very soft, soft beyond imagination, a bit like cotton candy, and a bit like pudding, but they are neither like that, because they are not as good as this warm, soft, and slightly elastic feeling. When people touch it, they are reluctant to leave. They just want to dawdle repeatedly and feel the subtle touch.

Many people have said that this pair of lips is the most suitable shape for kissing.Wang Junkai didn't know what shape was suitable for kissing. He only knew that the contour of the lips was just right, neither thin nor thick, neither big nor small. The corners of the lips were slightly raised, as if smiling, which was the most suitable shape for him.

Especially the full lips, soft and slightly protruding, attracting people to suck and indulge.

The tactile situation is already very bad, but the sweetness of chocolate and the strongness of wine are mixed in to make things worse, which seriously stimulates Wang Junkai's sense of smell and taste. The sweetness and strongness are mixed together, and Wang Yuan's refreshing and clean The breath, blended into some kind of poison, can kill people.

It was the first time he kissed someone.

No skill, no experience, nothing.

Approaching by instinct, rubbing against feeling, even... licking on impulse.

He couldn't think anymore, he didn't know what he was doing.

All he knew was that it was soft, sweet and fragrant.

All he knew was that his heart was sour, and he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

All he knew was that he wanted more.

Wang Yuan had no idea what was going on.

The brain seemed to have just experienced an explosion, buzzing and blank.

The body was like being soaked in a hot spring, hot and hot, but limp and without any strength.

And lips...lips...are treated with tenderness.

Pressing against his other lips, the force was not very light, but it conveyed a cautious gentleness, a bewildered stagnation, and a kind of indescribable domineering.

As if it was mine when I touched it, those thin lips began to rub against his lips presumptuously, and even scratched lightly with the tip of his tongue, what's more... for a few moments, it held him lip beads.

But no matter what you do, there is a tenderness in those actions that cannot be ignored, as gentle as treating the last flower in the world.

Who said eating bonbons was like kissing?

Chocolate is sweet and bitter, the heart of wine is strong and mellow, and it is satisfying to eat something delicious.

But this kiss was sour, gentle, and slightly cold, and it made him feel a little... Feeling weak.

Kind of like, ice and lime in a summer soda.

During that unknown length of time, Wang Yuan thought a lot, all of which were messy, scattered and meaningless thoughts.

Finally, he suddenly remembered——

It was also his first kiss.

On the afternoon of the first day of the new year, Tang Yu saw Wang Yuan and his group appearing in a hurry on the set. Tang Yu greeted him and said with a smile, "Not bad, Wang Xiaoyuan, I think your performance in the live broadcast is very stable."

Wang Yuan smiled at him: "Actually, I'm quite nervous."

Sensing keenly that he was absent-minded, Tang Yu teased, "Why? Is Wang Junkai's mind still floating?"

Usually he also likes to make jokes about Wang Yuan and Wang Junkai. Sometimes Wang Yuan smiles embarrassedly, and sometimes fights back with his scandal. Both of them are people who can take jokes, and the fights are not serious. But never in a hurry.

But today Wang Yuan didn't know what happened, he felt like being stabbed when he heard his words, he growled in a low voice: "Who wants to see him?!" Then he turned and left.

Sister Xiaoren came over with her entourage. Seeing this situation, she was afraid of embarrassing Tang Yu, so she hurried forward to smooth things over.

In fact, Tang Yu didn't mind, he just thought about Wang Yuan's words and the expression on his face, and then he came to a conclusion with a smile in his heart.

These two people really have a situation.

As soon as Wang Junkai arrived on the set, he was stalked by Bei Jianing. The little girl first praised their performance, and then began to inquire about their meetings, rehearsals and performances.

Wang Junkai barely managed it at first, but the more he answered, the more he couldn't manage his expressions. Listening to Bei Jianing's mouthful of "Wang Yuan", "Wang Yuan he", "You and Wang Yuan"... It's just... a kind of torture.

No matter how winking a girl is, she is also sensitive. Bei Jianing soon discovered that Wang Junkai was not quite right today.

Especially when talking about Wang Yuan, he always showed extremely complicated expressions, three points of joy, three points of melancholy, three points of anxiety, and one point, which is difficult to judge.This was a far cry from the usual response.

Bei Jianing felt that her female intuition was greatly stimulated. She continued to ask all kinds of inconspicuous questions, and looked at Wang Junkai's expression as if being stung by a bee while making a very irresponsible expression. speculation.

There is absolutely nothing new about these two people.

In fact, the situation after that night was quite simple. The two of them were confused and muddled. They didn't know how long it took to separate, and they didn't know how they were feeling with each other.

One muttered: "I seem to eat too much and get a little drunk. I'm going to bed."

Then he climbed onto the bed with lightning speed and wrapped himself in the quilt from head to toe.

His whole body was hot, his breathing was short of breath, and his heartbeat was out of control. It seemed like he had a serious illness, and he didn't know when he passed out.

The other responded in a low voice: "Oh, I'm too tired, go to sleep now."

Then he fell down on the sofa, forgot to cover his body with his coat, just nestled there blankly, his eyes were not closed in the darkness, staring brightly at a certain place in the void.

He had a strong thought in his heart, something he really wanted to say, he didn't hear Wang Yuan's steady breathing when he was asleep, he knew he was still asleep, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of accidentally breaking something.

That thought foolishly hovered in his mind, and that sentence didn't come out until he fell asleep in a daze——

"Wang Yuan'er, you haven't brushed your teeth yet..."