【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[The air is bad, the traffic is congested, the city is too big, the crowds are crowded...but the person I like is there. 】

Compared with when we first met, Wang Yuan's voice has matured a lot, but the details like lime mint have not changed, and the refreshing taste is refreshing.

Even though it was an extremely familiar voice, Wang Junkai could still distinguish the subtle changes in it every time he listened to it.

If he went to bed late the day before, his nasal sound would be a little stronger, if he ate chili peppers secretly, his hoarseness would be more, and if he practiced hard, his ending sound would be shorter... These details that others cannot detect always make him worry, angry and distressed, so sometimes even he They all felt that they cared too much about Wang Yuan - it really seemed a little silly.

Just like downloading a special music app is silly, listening to Wang Yuan’s songs before going to bed is silly, and secretly recording a video of Wang Yuan’s singing is silly, and listening to Wang Yuan’s WeChat voice at the moment, he is also smiling silly.

It's just that the voice came over, and it felt close to his ears, but it was invisible and intangible, which made his smile even more poignant.

"What I want and what I want to do, you are better than anyone else. I know everything you want to say and give."

"Missed calls and no messages are actually my lonely miss."

The voice coming out of the earpiece was small, completely opposite to the usual unrestrained singing.

Could the secretly changed lines mean that he misses him very much?

"There are too many people and too many things, roaring among us."

You know all about my helplessness and involuntary feelings, right?

"I want to enjoy the wind, I want to be free, and I want to hold hands together. I want to see the sea and wander around the world."

What is the thing I most want to do at this moment?You have sung it all.

"I'm afraid that if your heart is broken, no one will wipe your tears for you."

"Don't leave your side, the world can only be perfect with you and me."

To be honest, I am the one who is afraid of you being sad, and I am also the one who is afraid that you will not be around.

The 60-second song is like a little rabbit's paws on the heart, soft, scratching it so much that I can't wait to see him and hug him immediately.

The 60-second singing was like a little scorpion's poisonous needle piercing the apex of the heart, the stinging pain spread to the whole body, and only the other party was the life-saving antidote.

Wang Junkai couldn't help clicking that voice again, listening to the voice, he could almost imagine Wang Yuan's expression - some awkwardness unwilling to lower his face, some embarrassing shyness, and some sad loneliness.

He regretted that he hung up the phone because of Wang Yuan's angry words that day. The two clearly cared about each other and didn't need to do anything to prove it. However, Wang Yuan's voice undoubtedly gave him a lot of confidence and made him believe that he was not A person misses so hard.

There was no way to endure it, so I made a call after quitting WeChat.

He hadn't really thought about what to say—explain what happened the day he passed out?Apologizing for hanging up?Or tell Wang Yuan that he is fine?

"Hello." Before he had time to think about it, Wang Yuan's voice rang in his ears, light and ethereal, as if a little hesitant.

There is a dull pain in the heart.

"Wang Yuaner, I want to see you, I really want to." This sentence came out of my mouth, it was impossible to think, Wang Yuan only needed one word to break his doubts.

I don't know which one is more tiring, working continuously or separating the two places. He doesn't have the strength to pretend not to care or pretend to be angry to tease Wang Yuan. He just has this idea. If he doesn't say it to let Wang Yuan know, he will suffocate to death. .

It's just silence on the other end of the phone.

Every time he utters such words that may reveal his sincerity, Wang Junkai is a little apprehensive, for fear that his thoughts will be revealed by accident. After all, Wang Yuan is a very sensitive person.

But this time, unexpectedly, Wang Yuan said to him, "Me too."

At that moment, the heart seemed to be filled with air.

Because there is the same feeling full, no longer empty.

But because the words spoken are difficult to realize, they are even more powerless.

Really, I really want to meet, I really want to meet, I really want to meet.

"Wang Yuan'er, you can come to Beijing, you can borrow or make up lessons, come to Beijing, okay?" Wang Junkai's breathing became short, and he couldn't hold back his selfish words.

Wang Yuan's angry words that day were because he was too worried because he didn't get news from him for a long time, and his tantrum was because he thought that Wang Yuan really didn't care about him at that moment, and if the two were together, these things would not happen. isn't it?

"Not good." Wang Yuan's thin words startled him.

Wang Junkai hurriedly said incoherently: "I didn't mean that, it's not that I don't want you to go to school, I just want you to go to Beijing..."

"Not good!" Wang Yuan's voice suddenly became more nasal, and snorting could be heard through the earpiece.

"Yuaner..." Wang Junkai was anxious and distressed, "Listen to me..."

But Wang Yuan still interrupted him mercilessly, his tone was hard, but his voice was soft: "No, Wang Junkai, it's not good at all... Don't you understand? We are not together now, where are we going?" Going to school has nothing to do with it."

Wang Junkai was startled, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

What Wang Yuan said was right.Maybe they separated last year because he came to Beijing to go to school, but since "Moss" and "Northern Spring", everything has changed.

They are separated now because they are working separately at all.

The events of those years are still as clear as yesterday. Why did the two people who have been inseparable all this time come here?

Seemingly feeling the powerlessness and blow of Wang Junkai here, Wang Yuan's tone softened when he spoke again: "Wang Junkai, I'm going to Beijing to shoot a magazine next week, and then I'll live in the company, okay?"

"Well," Wang Junkai didn't want to keep talking in frustration, so he calmed down and asked, "When will you arrive in Beijing?"

"Go on the 8th and return on the morning of the 10th."

"...Wang Yuaner."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I only returned to Beijing from Shanghai on the 10th."

No matter how small the cost of the movie is, it will not be ambiguous in publicity.

Therefore, after receiving many invitations, the crew of "Northern Spring" was also very active. They agreed on the largest fashion magazine in China, and then sacrificed their two leading actors.

Tang Yu's first words when she saw Wang Yuan were unsurprisingly ridiculed: "Wang Xiaoyuan, why are you so listless? Are you not excited to see me?"

"I'm tired of seeing you, what's there to be excited about." Wang Yuan greeted him and gave him a supercilious look.

"I'm fine, but you must be excited to see Wang Junkai, right?" Tang Yu said with an expression that I understand very well.

After Wang Yuan heard this, he just wanted to beat him up: "Wang Junkai and Bei Jianing are going to promote together in Shanghai and will come back tomorrow. I don't believe you don't know."

"Hahaha..." Tang Yu laughed a few times, "How would I know, right..."

"Bei Jianing posted a photo of her and Wang Junkai's work in Moments yesterday, do you want to see it?" Wang Yuan countered calmly.

"I'm talking about Wang Xiaoyuan, your way of hurting others three points and self-injury seven points is really..." Tang Yu was a little helpless.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yuan had a look of anger.

Tang Yu quickly confessed and praised: "...that's really domineering."

Wang Yuan and Tang Yu have long been familiar with shooting this kind of magazine print, and they are also good at the fresh literary style chosen to fit the film promotion, so even though the two are always noisy, the shooting process is quite smooth.

It’s just that there was an episode in the interview later, the editor of the magazine unexpectedly asked Wang Yuan a question that he hadn’t communicated before: “Recently, the three members of the group have frequently scattered activities and seldom fit together. What about other reasons besides work?"

Tang Yu heard that something was wrong, and caught Wang Yuan's frown quickly, so he took the initiative to answer: "Sister editor, you are too much, to ask questions that are not in the outline."

Needless to say, Wang Yuan was a little confused by this question. Fortunately, Tang Yu joked with the editor to buy him a little time to think: "Every work is very important to us, and we should give as much as possible. The energy should be there, it’s all for doing a good job, there is no other reason.”

The mediocre answer is always unsatisfactory, so the editor asked again: "When will this scattered activity last? Will it develop into a single..."

"Hey, it's almost enough." Tang Yu blocked him back with enough interest, "Sister editor, if you don't ask me, I'm going to leave."

After finally dismissing the difficult editor, Tang Yu sighed and said, "Wang Xiaoyuan, if you don't treat me to a good meal, I'm sorry for her scolding me behind my back."

Wang Yuan looked like he didn't understand anything: "Did something happen just now?"

"..." Tang Yu was also helpless, "Really, Wang Xiaoyuan, haven't you considered Sister Wei Ru's proposal?"

"No." Wang Yuan replied without thinking.

Tang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you too determined? Sister Wei Ru has said so much, so it doesn't attract you at all?"

Wang Yuan smiled: "No... In fact, many of the things she said are tempting, and I also hope to live a little easier, but I still have many reasons why I can't leave."

"Are there many reasons why you can't leave, or is there one reason you can't leave?" Tang Yu teased.

"There are really many reasons not to leave," Wang Yuan didn't evade, "but one of them is the most important."

"Wang Junkai?"

Wang Yuan didn't comment.

Tang Yu knew it well, but still couldn't help persuading him: "I don't think you should set your own path to death. Wang Junkai's situation is different... Do you really think that the difference of one year is nothing? Don't you think it's too early? Has the combination already started to restrict his development? Of course it is the same for you now. Don’t rush to deny it, let me ask you, what if one day he wants to leave?”

"He won't." Wang Yuan said without thinking.

"I mean if, would you be reluctant to let him go?"

"...If there is such an if, if he is willing, then I am willing too."

The conversation was a bit dull, but fortunately, neither of them is the type who likes to worry about things. After a while, they started to make noise again, which directly led to the end of the shooting until the evening.

"It's so late, Wang Xiaoyuan, you don't want to go back to your company, do you?" Tang Yu looked at his watch and said.

"Otherwise?" Wang Yuan was very calm.

Tang Yu looked at him amusedly: "You are stupid, aren't you on the plane tomorrow morning? Wouldn't it be closer to the airport to live near here? Why bother running around."

"Because I am a thrifty person." Wang Yuan was serious.

"...Don't be so stubborn," Tang Yu expressed helplessness, "I said you, have you reached this point? Wang Junkai can only return to Beijing at noon tomorrow, right?"

Wang Yuan didn't say a word, and deliberately changed the subject when he spoke again.

Tang Yu is right, it is much closer from the studio to the airport than returning to the company, besides, Wang Junkai is not there when he goes back, and Wang Junkai has not returned to Beijing when he leaves tomorrow morning, but for some reason, he just wants to come here in such an awkward way , it seems that this will make my heart feel better.

Whether it is "Moss", "Northern Spring", the company, and the school, the whole world seems to be against him, so that he cannot see Wang Junkai.

That being the case, let him be awkward too.

Beijing is big and congested, what is there to do?But he prefers to wait.

The company dormitory is small and messy, what is there to live in?But he insisted on staying.

Wang Junkai is stupid and dull, what's there to like?But he prefers it.

That's what he wants. Is there anyone who refuses to accept it?Don't accept it and hold back.

When rushing to the airport by car, Wang Junkai was motion sick and dizzy.

At the dinner half an hour ago, the three cups he drank in order to leave early were screaming at him in his stomach.

He liked himself, and felt that he was one step closer to taking control of his life.

But he doesn't like the world of adulthood, especially those entertainments that spring up like mushrooms after rain, which always makes him feel that his life is wasted, and he is extremely irritable.

What made him feel particularly upset about today's meal was that Boss Tan appeared again.

It's not that there's anything wrong with Tan Xianghui. Successful people who start from scratch and now reach the pinnacle of life are always admirable, but he just doesn't like the way Boss Tan looks at him like a child, as if he can see through him All past and future.He also didn't like Tan Sisi, who had the same eyes as her father. Staring at him was like staring at the prey he wanted, which was creepy.

What he dislikes the most is that Tan Xianghui always persistently expresses the hope that he can consider a new contract, and even takes the trouble to report to him the latest situation of Wang Yuan and his teammates, such as which boss or The company approached them or something.

So Wang Yuan met Tang Yu's boss, he actually knew about it.

But Wang Yuan didn't say anything, so he didn't ask, and he was very confident in Wang Yuan that he wouldn't leave.

Naturally, he would never accept the olive branch offered by Boss Tan.

He couldn't think about Wang Yuan enough all day long, so how could he be willing to leave?

This kind of longing climbed like vines, tightly wrapped around his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

And whenever he was at a noisy wine table, the vines seemed to automatically tighten, making his thoughts multiply and skyrocket.

Miss you so much.

He doesn't like the smell of alcohol, smoke, or powder. He likes the light mint smell and the soft milk smell of his children.

He doesn't like flattery, banter, or polite words. He likes the incongruity of his little rabbit when he plays the piano and the slender end sound when he acts like a baby.

He doesn't like long legs, slender waist, and backless outfits. He likes his family's soft little fried hair, stubby round ears, and every inch of his milk-colored skin.

He seems to have a lot of dislikes, but for Wang Yuan, he has a lot of likes.

So at this moment, even though Xiao Ma kept reminding him that he may not be able to catch the last flight, reminding him that Wang Yuan should not live in the company, and reminding him that Wang Yuan will return to Chongqing early tomorrow morning, he still escaped without hesitation. Countless people in the circle want to join the dinner, desperately rushing back to Beijing.

It doesn't matter if we can't meet each other, he just wants to breathe the same air as Wang Yuan.

He is willing to breathe a few more breaths of haze for the people of the capital.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the company.

While Brother Xiaoma and Beard were packing their bags, Wang Junkai sneaked into Wang Yuan's bedroom——

As expected, there was an empty bed and a tidy appearance.

Unexpectedly, he actually felt the loss that hit his face.

Even if he knew it would be like this, even if he told himself over and over again that Wang Yuan would not be here, even if he insisted that it didn't matter, he still had to be defeated by his Congxin reaction—he had to admit that he was Xinxin. There is a glimmer of hope that Wang Yuan is here.

That kind of hope is really smaller than a hair, but it is enough to affect him to rush back to Beijing from hundreds of kilometers away.

But now the string was broken, and it was stretched on his body, causing him severe pain.

Breathing pressure, heart blockage, eye sockets dry.

So ugly.

He was sure now that he was being a little silly.

Afraid of being discovered by others, Wang Junkai didn't dare to stay in Wang Yuan's room for too long, and tried his best to appear as if nothing had happened, and went to take a shower as usual, leaving his schoolbag behind, maintaining the integrity of a Virgo.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, he felt alive. He changed into a dry T-shirt and tried his best to ignore the old men who were eating pizza in the middle of the night. Belly, while going back to his room to get ready for bed.

Pushing open the door, fingers resting on the light switch, but suddenly lost strength.

Lost the strength to turn on the lights, lost the strength to enter the house, lost the strength to speak.

I even lost the strength to breathe.

The light in the room was dark, but the curtains were forgotten. The only light in the early morning and the moonlight in the clear night came in, illuminating a corner of the bedroom.

Light up the bunny on the bed.

Wang Yuan is in his room.

sleep in his bed.

His little friend was lying on his side with the quilt rolled up as usual, the quilt was sloppy, his arms were all left outside, and a section of his white leg was exposed.

His lips parted slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, his body undulated, and he was soundly asleep.

He was still holding the phone in his hand, not knowing who he was waiting for a message from.

At that moment, Wang Junkai really hated his poor Chinese. After thinking for a long time, he could only think of "mixed feelings" as a vulgar word to describe his mood at the moment.

His brain was a little blank, his hands and feet trembled involuntarily following the ups and downs of Wang Yuan's breathing.

Standing at the door of the room, he could only feel the icy and snowy room behind him was full of spring, and he was in it, feeling the sweet torment of the double sky of ice and fire.

It took him a lot of effort to get back here, exhausted both physically and mentally.

But his little friend is here at this very moment, sleeping on his bed with a defenseless and peaceful face.

The little guy was still in a mess, his schoolbag and clothes were piled up on his desk casually, one sock was next to his shoes and the other was at the foot of the bed.

But these things that he couldn't help correcting over and over again in the past have now become the details that prove that Wang Yuan is really here, and he loves it very much.

Only when he saw him could he be sure, he really wanted to see Wang Yuan so much.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Wang Junkai finally entered the room and gently closed the door.

Slowly walked towards Wang Yuan.