【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[I want to see you smile, want to fight with you, and even more want to hold you in my arms. 】

"A stomachache won't kill you, but a heartache will kill you."

When he heard this sentence, Wang Yuan couldn't believe his ears—Wang Junkai hadn't said such a word for a long time.

Others thought that Wang Junkai was a typical dead man who would never speak, but only he knew that this guy who has been with Two-dimensional all the year round is so savage once in a while.

This person once said that he wanted to protect him, that he wanted him to grow up well, and that he wanted to be good with him.

But that was really a long, long time ago.

They have passed the age of expressing their thoughts with straightforward words and actions.

"Who wants you to be distressed..." The grievance and depression just now subsided a lot, but it is Wang Yuan's habit to insist on talking: "Wang Junkai, you have acted too much, right?"

Wang Yuan made Wang Junkai angry. Sure enough, the people outside the door had the tendency to blow their beards and stare after saying this - oh no, Wang Junkai didn't have a beard to blow off - he just stared at those beautiful peach blossoms Eyes, the tone of the speech is not deterrent: "Wang Yuaner, open the door while I am talking."

The stomachache was so unbearable that he couldn't afford to torment, Wang Yuan restrained his stubbornness, opened the door lock but refused to open the door for him, turned back to the sofa and muttered: "Who begs you to speak carefully... "

Wang Junkai obviously heard it when he pushed the door and entered. He couldn't get angry when he saw his vain footsteps. He caught up with him in three steps and grabbed the little guy who was about to fall down on the sofa: "Don't come here, come here!" to bed."

"You care about me?" Wang Yuan struggled for a while, but he was dragged away inevitably, and could only take advantage of his mouth, "Wang Junkai, you have used your strength to deal with me, right?"

"If you're obedient, I don't need to control you like this?" Wang Junkai didn't completely calm down.

"Why am I disobedient? Didn't you tell me to eat well?" Wang Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyes and stare at him when he was thrown on the bed.

"The way to eat is to eat well?...Okay, let's stop arguing, do you have a severe stomachache?" The sharp little eyes reminded Wang Junkai of the phrase "rabbits will bite when they are anxious", and he felt cute in his heart. The attitude softened.

"It's okay..." Wang Yuan said with a guilty conscience, his feet were dangling by the bed.

Wang Junkai held both ankles with one hand, lifted his legs and stuffed them under the quilt, looked at his ugly face and the sweat on his forehead: "To be honest."

The coolness of the palms on the ankles made Wang Yuan feel guilty, and he stretched out his legs to cover up Wang Junkai: "It hurts! It hurts me to death. Are you satisfied?!"

Wang Junkai grabbed his kicking feet and sighed involuntarily: "Wang Yuaner, what are you messing with?"

Wang Yuan didn't speak, and didn't look up at him, thinking in his heart, he shouldn't open the door.

He actually doesn't like this kind of feeling - the feeling that Wang Junkai treats him like a child.

He admits that he is sometimes quite naive, showing his cool and stable self to outsiders, trying to find a balance between satisfying fans' entertainment and announcing his own growth.

This kind of camouflage is very tiring, so he also acts like a baby, fights with people around him, and acts cute and shameless.

But it was all a kind of catharsis within his control, which was different from the feeling when facing Wang Junkai.

In front of Wang Junkai, he couldn't restrain his emotions.

Whether you are happy or depressed, as long as you have something to do with Wang Junkai, you are completely out of the scope of his self-control.

Just like today's situation, it's just that Wang Junkai took away the phone, it's just some unknown playlists, it's just Tang Yu's nonsense, it's just...a kiss scene.

But he hurt people, and made himself so embarrassed, and finally calmed down because of Wang Junkai's words.

Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan, what are you messing with?

What worries him even more is that he can't change this bad habit, but will Wang Junkai change the habit of always coaxing him to give in to him?

It happened before, too. Wang Junkai's black face left him alone for longer than expected. The two of them fought coldly all the way for half a summer, which made him think that he was going to be abandoned and left behind.

That unease was mixed with a sense of despair. Even after more than three years, just thinking about it would still torture him severely.

People around think that every time the two of them quarrel, Wang Junkai bows his head to coax him first, he is the one who is favored and proud, but in fact, the initiative has always been in Wang Junkai's hands - he can only wait for Wang Junkai to give him a step Next, there is no other way.

Although he is not in the habit of paying close attention to details, this is how the two of them have broken down the countless frictions in the past.

It is impossible for him to have an absolute sense of security, his sense of security is completely controlled by Wang Junkai.

That's why I couldn't help thinking and testing. Could it be that one day, he got angry, lost his temper, and deliberately tossed himself, but Wang Junkai didn't care anymore?

This is also possible, after all, Wang Junkai doesn't owe him anything, and has no obligation to treat him like this.

Why does such a person who is supported, loved, and pursued by everyone keep bowing his head for him?

Seeing that Wang Yuan kept his head down and kept quiet, Wang Junkai didn't ask any more questions. The hand holding Wang Yuan's ankle suddenly tightened: "Why is it so hot? Wang Yuaner, do you have a fever?"

Wang Yuan always felt that his head was heavy after blowing the wind during the day, but it was covered up by stomach pain later. When asked, he thought it was very possible, but he was not to be outdone: "How is it possible? I ate two more dumplings. That's all..."

Wang Junkai turned over the thermometer from the medicine box with a speechless face. The result of the measurement was as expected, and the little guy rushed to the street.

"Wang Yuan'er... Sometimes I really want to beat you up." Wang Junkai put his legs under the quilt and covered them, took out the antipyretics and ice patches, and poured warm water for him to take the medicines.

Startled by his slightly aggressive gaze, Wang Yuan gave up resisting and took the medicine silently, and then said: "Wang Junkai...don't be too nice to me."

"What?" Wang Junkai paused when he applied the ice stickers, obviously not understanding what he meant.

"Don't be too nice to me. It's not something easy to hold on to. I won't get used to it if it suddenly breaks off one day." Wang Yuan didn't realize how aggrieved his tone was.

Wang Junkai's expression became serious: "Why did it break?"

"...Don't you find this annoying?"

"What's annoying?" Wang Junkai didn't understand again, he didn't know why his little rabbit had so many twists and turns in his heart.

"That's it..." Wang Yuan tried his best to organize his words, "In this way, we will quarrel every now and then, then make up, then quarrel again, and then make up again... I also promised to never get angry when we meet, but I still haven't done it. ..."

Wang Junkai looked at the cute look of him bowing his head and wringing his fingers, and couldn't help teasing him: "Is it because you always get awkward?"

Sure enough, the little guy quickly rolled his eyes at him, as if he didn't want to talk to him: "You can go."

"Haha, where do you want me to go so late?" Wang Junkai reached out and rubbed his head.

"Go back to your room." Wang Yuan turned his head but did not really avoid it.

Wang Junkai smiled, instead of continuing to quarrel with him, he took up the words above and said: "I don't find it annoying, and, although it sounds a bit strange, I am actually very happy that you are so noisy."

"...Are you a masochist Wang Junkai?"

"...Do you really want to be beaten, Wang Yuan?" "..." The little rabbit stared again.

"Wang Yuan'er, do you still remember what we used to do when we didn't have an announcement and didn't have to go to school?" Wang Junkai smiled and asked softly.

"Remember." Questions like this can always arouse a dull pain in the heart, together with stomach pain and headache, it makes Wang Yuan feel a little dizzy.

That was a long time ago.

After the training, they went through the wall with Mai Moyin, chased and slapped each other in the practice room, and lazily huddled together to play with their mobile phones.

I will also play childish games, and I will be so bored that I will compete in sit-ups and push-ups. I will also play you on my piano and I will strum your guitar.

Sometimes I would go to the opponent's house to play guerrilla warfare, and spend a day playing games extravagantly.

Sometimes I lower the brim of my hat and wander the streets at night, secretly enjoying the free air.

More often, they just listen to songs and sing together, killing the time that is not yet stretched.

Thinking about it now, it really seems like a lifetime away.

Sure enough, Wang Junkai whispered: "But when I think about it now, I feel like it happened in my previous life."

I don't know when it started, they rushed to various announcement sites or sets, and the time in school and practice room was getting less and less. At the busiest time, they were so tired that they didn't even want to talk.

And now, apart from work, it is even difficult to meet each other.

"Staying on the set or in the studio for a day, I feel like a robot. I feel numb wherever the director points and hits..." Wang Junkai sat on the bed and looked at him, "But I can't be with you... Wang Yuaner, When I’m with you, I feel that everything is interesting, training is also interesting, and acting is also interesting. Even if you just sit still and don’t talk, you won’t feel bored. Even being angry like this is more interesting than going through a day at work Too much... I said that it is not easy for us to meet each other and stay for a while to stop getting angry, but in fact, even if we quarrel, even if we get awkward, I think it is very good, it is better than invisible and intangible."

"You asked me if I thought it was annoying. I didn't think so. Instead, I was worried that one day you would be annoying and stop fighting with me."

What comes out of his mouth is often only a ten-thousandth of what he thinks in his heart. In fact, he still wants to say that in the days when we are not together, what he misses the most every day is Wang Yuan's smiling face.

Wang Yuan thought it must be because of a fever, otherwise why would his face be so hot: "What can't be seen or touched, and you use bad words..."

"Just a little bit." As if seeing through his frowning expression, Wang Junkai suddenly became serious, "Stop making fun of your body, I will really get angry."

Wang Yuan glanced at his serious expression, turned his head away: "I know... I don't want to either."

His side face is really obedient, his cheeks are a little red because of the fever, Wang Junkai couldn't help but touch his head again, the temperature of his little head was hotter than usual, which made him feel a little itchy: "Wang Yuaner, you can tell me something. It can be solved by being cute and cute, there is no need to toss about like this."

Knowing what Wang Junkai meant, Wang Yuan recalled the days when he called Wang Junkai a senior brother when he was a child, and when he blinked his big eyes, the other party surrendered and surrendered, and promised him everything, he couldn't help but feel his body temperature rise again, and he said with tongue-tied words: "No, I don't know." What are you talking about... I'm sick and I'm going to sleep..."

"Well, go to sleep." Wang Junkai said, and he took off his coat and climbed into bed.

"You, you, what are you doing?" The little rabbit panicked.

"I want to sleep too." Big Tiger said confidently.

"Why don't you go back to your room?!" The little rabbit selectively forgot about himself who led the "tiger" into the room during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.

"You have a fever, free warm baby." The big tiger smiled like a pork bun.

"...Forget about infecting you!" The little rabbit muttered, wrapping himself up under the quilt.

But he didn't expect that Wang Junkai really leaned down, clasped his wrist resting on his cheek, and teased him with a smile: "How are you going to infect me, Wang Yuan'er?"

The distance is no closer than the previous wrestling game, but the temperature when the four eyes meet is frighteningly high—what I think of at the same time is the inexplicable kiss that started on New Year's Eve.

Warm and moist, flustered and trembling.

His eyes hit his face, a bit like a high-wattage light, hot, hotter than a fever.

The part of the body that touches also seems to automatically heat up, hotter than a baby warmer.

The taste of liqueur chocolate appeared in Wang Junkai's brain for a moment—it was the drunken and sweet taste that bewitched him during the New Year and made him make unexpected moves. At this moment, Wang Yuan's eyes were so close The distance, the breath is also lingering at the tip of the nose, which made him have a bad impulse again.

Fortunately, although Wang Yuan had a fever, his mind was still awake. He shook his head and pulled away from Wang Junkai's burning gaze, and whispered: "Wang Junkai, I have a fever, and I want to sleep."

"...Oh, stop making trouble, stop making trouble," Wang Junkai quickly looked away, scolding himself for being sick, and hurriedly covered him with a quilt, "Go to sleep."

In the darkness, there was only a small night light emitting a gentle light. Wang Junkai lay on his side, looking at Wang Yuan with his back turned to him.

I don't know if it's because of the fever and chills all over the body, but the little guy curled up and fell asleep in a position of hugging himself tightly.

Wang Junkai has noticed that Wang Yuan has this habit since a long time ago. Apart from sleeping, he also likes to put himself into a ball in a closet or a box, and stay alone for a long time.

At first, Wang Junkai only thought he was cute, but seeing how small he was, he became even smaller when shrunk down, really like a bunny.

It wasn't until one day that he suddenly heard an older aunt in the company mention that his child liked to sleep in the closet, that he realized something was wrong——

Wang Yuan has no sense of security.

It may be because I have not yet prepared myself to be scrutinized by everyone, and my subconscious wants to enter a state of self-protection.

It may be because I have a little resistance or fear of this complicated circle, trying to manually eliminate the influence of the outside world on myself.

Possibly, for more complicated reasons.

Wang Yuan hid a small part of himself, even he couldn't know it, only those inexplicable awkwardness and temper tantrums occasionally revealed a corner of the secret world for him.

Only then did he understand that no matter how close he is, Wang Yuan still has problems that can only be solved by himself, and growth that can only be completed by himself.

At that time, he was no longer that ignorant and reckless young man. Although he was anxious in his heart, he still pretended not to notice anything on the surface—he couldn’t just break through the barriers of Wang Yuan’s own small world and force his way in—he could only When he found that Wang Yuan was huddled in another place, he tried his best to bring him back to his own world.

Just like at this moment, he looked at the 17-year-old but still very thin back, desperately suppressed the urge to hug from behind, and raised his hand to tuck in the quilt.

He had already begun to fear that those uncontrolled physical intimacy would push the two of them further apart.

The visit came and ended quickly, and Wang Yuan and his party left Shanghai the next day to continue their respective work.

Wang Junkai continued to stay on the set, and when he looked up at the sky, he thought he heard the roar of an airplane.

When he lowered his head, he saw Bei Jianing walking towards him with resentment on his face - no need to think about it, he must be depressed because he didn't have time to exchange contact information with Wang Yuan.

The little girl's costume today is a clean and refreshing white T and denim overalls, full of youth.

Wang Junkai looked at her, but his mind was full of other things——

Overalls, especially denim overalls, are the most suitable clothes for Wang Yuan.

He can still recall the feeling when he saw Wang Yuan dressed like this for the first time. He seemed to be standing there calmly, but his eyes were glued to the little rabbit, and his mind was filled with only the words "so cute". Floating like a curtain.

He just wanted to hide it, and it would be his loss to let others take a second look.

The impression was so deep that at this moment he saw Bei Jianing coming towards him, but his heart and mind were fully occupied by Wang Yuan.

The exposed eyes are unimaginably addicted.

The curvature of the corner of the mouth is a gentleness that no one else has ever seen.

It's just that Wang Junkai couldn't think of it at all. It is a completely different interpretation for such an appearance in the eyes of others.