【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[The heart is always the heart of the audience, but the person is the person in the play. 】

When the clock struck midnight, Wang Yuan's birthday was over.

Wang Junkai's happy birthday has not yet been said.

"Wang Yuan'er, can you leave it alone and just prepare for the college entrance examination, do your own thing well, go to any school you want, don't just..."

"Wang Junkai, I thank you," Wang Yuan interrupted him involuntarily, lowered his head and raised it again, his eyes were sunk in the night, without any light, "you gave me such a good birthday present."

Wang Junkai's breathing was stagnant, he held back his words and could not speak, and finally he said slowly: "Wang Yuan'er, do you know how much I like you?"

"Don't you think it's funny when you say this now?" Wang Yuan looked at him incredulously, "You suddenly said to leave, how would you feel if it was me?"

"These assumptions don't matter at all, can't you listen to what I have to say?"

"Then what do you say is important? I know, work is important, popularity is important, and being a big star is the most fucking important! Isn't it like this when you took the college entrance examination? You made a decision without saying a word! Your decision has always been the most important." That's the best, right?" Wang Yuan stared at him with a hint of redness in his eyes, "Wang Junkai, let me tell you, if you want to leave, please leave cleanly and don't come to me again! We will Act as if you haven’t met before!”

"Wang Yuan!" Wang Junkai thought that Wang Yuan would be angry and sad, but he didn't expect him to say such decisive words. He panicked and reached out to pull him, "Don't be like this, okay? Even if I go to another company, There is no difference between us…”

He himself felt powerless when he said these words, and he suddenly remembered what Tang Yu said, "If you just tell him some things on the scene, then he will definitely feel uneasy"—that's right.But besides these things, what else can he say to Wang Yuan now?

Said that his teammates made it clear that they wanted to cheat him during the college entrance examination?

Countless fake materials are already there, waiting to disturb his morale?

Said that their close relationship will be regarded as the primary target of attack by the other party?

Said that the company they trusted planned to abandon them after they made a lot of money?

Said that he had no other way to save himself other than exchanging a contract for power?

...There are too many things that should be said, but these are not the problems that Wang Yuan should face before the college entrance examination.

His little friend, his Wang Yuan, should choose his goal in December, then go to retreat honestly, and then have a smooth journey in the professional exam in February, and then go to his favorite school in September next year—singer Whether it's an actor or an actor, he should do what he wants to do most.

It's a pity that Wang Yuan didn't know about these things and thoughts.

Wang Yuan shook off his hand again, and shouted at him: "Everything is different! Do you understand? If you leave, everything will be different!"

There are many, many things in my heart, how did I choose this path in the first place, how did I survive the most difficult times, how did I reject Han Weiru's lobbying again and again recently... all his choices, all his experiences, all his persistence, Even the most superficial analysis can find that it is all because of Wang Junkai.

The short three words "Wang Junkai" ran through his 11 to 18 years old from beginning to end.

But now the string is about to snap.

"Wang Yuaner..." Those few words hit the tip of his heart, causing Wang Junkai's whole body to feel dull pain. He didn't know what to say or do at all, as if once a key decision was made wrong, every step of the way would follow wrong.But his mistake was obviously not because he wanted to protect Wang Yuan, he couldn't figure out where he made the mistake.

Maybe... maybe it's true... I shouldn't like Wang Yuan so much.

However, if liking Wang Yuan is his fault, then he would rather make the same mistake again and again.

"Wang Yuaner," so he gave up the unsolvable topic of whether to go or not, and took out a box from his pocket, "Happy birthday."

The topic was changed abruptly, Wang Yuan knew that this was a sign that Wang Junkai had made up his mind, his eyes became colder.

When I reached out to take the box, I didn't even look at it: "Thank you, but--

"My birthday is past."

A beautiful parabola ends at the bottomless Shichahai in the night.

"Wang Junkai," the cold wind was driven by the degree of turning around, and that thin body seemed to be marked with ruthlessness, "I wish you meet a better person."

One o'clock.

When Brother Qiang finally found Wang Yuan on Di'anmen East Street, the little guy had no idea how long he had been walking alone.

"What's going on?" Brother Qiang was a little overwhelmed after tossing back and forth in the middle of the night, "Is there a fight??"

Wang Yuan didn't speak, and got into the car silently—he was always picked up by the car, so he was always dressed very lightly, and it was really terrible to walk such a distance in Beijing's early winter night.

Brother Qiang saw that his face was so ugly that he didn't dare to ask where Wang Junkai had gone. He turned up the heater and hurried back to the company.

It was warm in the car, and my body warmed up after a while.

But with such heat, the emotions that had been numb due to the cold before gradually spread from the heart to the whole body like a thaw.

Wang Yuan felt the pain at this time.

"I wish you the best of luck."

What a cowardly word.

But he really didn't know what to say.

Say break up?They haven't even confirmed their relationship yet, have they?Because on the day when he was about to confess, Wang Junkai actually told him to leave.

Thinking about it carefully, Wang Junkai said he liked but never said they were together, maybe it was because he knew that the two were going to separate.

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel even more angry—Wang Junkai, when did you make the decision?To be able to hide it so seamlessly, to be able to kiss and hug him and say that he likes him with this kind of thing in his heart, it's fucking... scum.

Qi and blood rolled over the top of the head for a while and then sank, followed by dense pain.

Wang Junkai is leaving.

After nearly eight years of their intimate relationship, Wang Junkai said he was leaving.

He was completely ignorant of the place he went to, but he thought it had better prospects and conditions, and there was the daughter who was said to like Wang Junkai very much.

This thought surrounded him, it was so well-founded, but it didn't bring any sense of reality, like a nightmare that could be woken up, and it could be dispelled at the touch of a touch.

It was so unreal to him—

Wang Junkai is leaving?How could Wang Junkai leave?So many difficult years have passed, and there were so many opportunities to go, why now?

Except for...except for the change in their relationship...nothing happened recently.

A bad thought suddenly came to my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard I tried.

He suddenly remembered a line from "Northern Spring", not his line.In that episode, Tang Yu almost eloped with his neighbor's daughter Zao Lian. When he was caught, Tang Yu's mother said, "You have to know that at your age, no one will have someone else's life".

He and Wang Junkai are at this age.

But not long ago, they put their years of friendship behind them and rashly chose that so-called "like".

Could this be the reason?Wang Junkai is fresh to him for 3 minutes?Want to get together and get away as soon as the heat is over?

But even so, is it worth it?As for?Because the brotherhood before kissing and almost going to bed doesn't count?

There was a commotion in his head, Wang Junkai, Han Weiru, a series of teammates running around like a lantern, and the father and daughter of Boss Tan who had never met before. These things collided together as if there was some subtle connection, but he couldn't think of anything. Not sure.

The black hole named "Wang Junkai is gone" didn't give him a chance to think clearly, so it sucked everything in, and finally sucked him in too, and smashed it to pieces.

It hurts so much.

The heart is, the brain is, the whole body is.

It was as if it was not Wang Junkai who left, but half of his soul.

When we arrived at the company's parking lot, Brother Qiang didn't hear the child getting out of the car after turning off the engine. He wondered if he had fallen asleep, and went around to open the door for him, but was shocked when he saw someone— —

"Wang Yuaner, why are you crying?"

The person who had been staring blankly at the car window reacted a little at this moment, and raised his hand to touch his face, which was wet, even the neckline.

When he spoke, his tone was dull: "Yeah, why am I crying?"

I started the car again, but the co-pilot next to me was empty.

Wang Junkai didn't tell Wang Yuan that besides the coach, he was the first person to sit in his passenger seat.

He thought it was impossible for him to tell Wang Yuan again.

This feeling is terrible. I chose not to talk about many things at the time, and I really have no chance to talk about them later.

It's like that gift, if it wasn't given to Wang Yuan at the beginning, it seemed to change when it was given again.

There will be no traffic jams in the early morning, and the half-opened car windows let in the cold wind that can only be seen when driving at high speed, but it does not blow away the heavy haze in his heart.

At this time last year, the road was so slow with traffic jams, but his heart was bright.

It's just a year's work, and it's like this.

A good hand, which was played poorly.

He has always felt that liking someone means giving him the best.

The first scoop of ice cream, the last slice of a snack, the sweetest bite in the middle of a watermelon, the unthorny piece next to the gills of a fish.

What makes Wang Yuan happy, makes Wang Yuan unhappy, what Wang Yuan likes, what Wang Yuan doesn't like.

He is clear about these things, but sometimes he doesn't do what Wang Yuan wants, because he always pays attention to what is good for Wang Yuan and what is bad for Wang Yuan.

I have liked Wang Yuan for so long, and in those years when he dared not express his feelings, he has always done this. He feels that only by constantly thinking about and paying for Wang Yuan can he calm down his restless mood from time to time—you see, although I I can't tell you that I like you, but I can still be very good to you.

This time, too.

Although I can't tell you the reason for leaving, I still made this decision for you.

Just being nice to you is enough, right?

But why, there is always a feeling of doing something wrong.

The car drove fast, but the destination was no longer the original one.

The new apartment was brightly lit, it was almost two o'clock, and there was a large group of people waiting there.

As soon as Wang Junkai entered the room, he felt a suffocating atmosphere, and he couldn't help frowning: "Is it necessary to rush like this? I won't let it go for half the night."

"Time doesn't wait for me," Tan Xianghui smiled, "Is everything settled?"

"Well," Wang Junkai nodded, then frowned again, "Does it really have to be the day after tomorrow? "Northern Spring" will be released the day after tomorrow."

"Of course it's necessary," Tan Xianghui said with the air of a general coming to the battlefield. "This is also part of the agreement between me and Han Weiru. By the way, it will create some enthusiasm for "Northern Spring."

"What about after this?" Wang Junkai frowned even deeper.

"After this... After this, there is no relationship between 'us' and 'them'."

Looking at Wang Junkai's ugly face, Tan Xianghui suddenly had a smile on his face: "Do you think that everything we do is so utilitarian and purposeful, so it's very boring?"

Wang Junkai didn't make a sound.

"Although you are really young, I will not take care of you as a child. I have to explain to you in advance." Tan Xianghui stood up with a deterrent force, "At this moment, don't tell me, you I don’t want to do anything, I clearly remember that you told me that you want power. This industry is like this, the means are not warm, and people can only be lukewarm.”

"To be a star, you have to pursue success. Look at those big stars, they are not always the most talented or the most beautiful, but they are all eager to succeed. This is what makes them different from ordinary people. They don't care what is in the way." Their way, or who they need to step on, they can do anything to become famous, and that is the star."

"If you want strength, you have to get it first. If you want to be successful, you have to show ruthlessness."

"You have been placed at this height, and there is no turning back, you should be very clear, right?"

The news of Wang Junkai's job-hopping solo was released half a day earlier than the news of his teammates setting up a personal studio.

At that time, Wang Yuan had just arrived at the hotel in Shanghai, and he was going to attend the film premiere the next day.

The reporter moved upon hearing the news and blocked the entrance of the hotel.

He is an adult, and these people have long been eager to restrain those kind faces towards children, and they have called him with wave after wave of questions, trying to break him down early and dig out some news.

Some questions are embarrassing just by listening to them——

Yes, both of those guys ran away, which made him really look like the one who was left behind.

The group broke up, and it was no secret in the industry that a new group was about to debut. The only feasible way for the company to regain the face of those two people leaving was to make them abandoned.

It's not that they want to go, but that they have to go.

So it's not that Wang Yuan doesn't want to leave, but that Wang Yuan has nowhere to go.

That's probably how it feels.

He became the so-called weak person.

These flashing lights are not for his new works, all their focus is on his next move, asking him over and over again whether he will change jobs, but the look in his eyes seems to be expecting the opposite answer.

Also, if he had just become a child star who few people know after many years, this story would seem to have a more dramatic drama.

They wanted a sad, sad story, not his real thoughts and plans.

On the way he remembered, he received a message from Miss Ren: "The company means that you should rest for a while after finishing "Northern Spring", just in time to prepare for next year's college entrance examination, school and so on will be discussed after you come back. "

Wang Yuan looked at the phone and smiled - he really should show it to these reporters, so that they don't have to rack their brains to think about those questions that offend his appetite.

He was blocked at the entrance of the hotel and was dizzy. In the end, Tang Yu's bodyguards rescued him.

Seeing Han Weiru again this time, Wang Yuan finally understood the confident attitude of this woman.

She had known that today would come, and had told him all about it from the beginning.

It was because he was so stupid that he put all his thoughts on Wang Junkai.

"I said before that it's time for you to consider yourself as an independent individual," Han Weiru's smile could not be refused. "At that time you said you were not ready, I think it should be okay now?"

"Why do you think so?" Wang Yuan had a rebellious bone in his head, "I don't think there's anything wrong with just returning to the original face. I've been tired enough."

Han Weiru's eyes pierced his heart: "You know better than me that there is no turning back when you shoot. If you want to get out now, don't do it if you don't do it? It's too late."

"Besides, everyone now thinks that you are a weak member of the group. They fly solo one after the other, and you become the one remaining. Are you willing to be misunderstood like this?"

"Besides, I asked you a long time ago, you should have your own ideas about the school you will attend next year and your future positioning, right?"

"I've always valued the value of my dreams. You can ask Tang Yu about this. If you have to take this path, you still want to be a qualified idol, don't you? It's not just an idol that suits the fans' appetite, but also meets your inner standards. My idol, I can give you the most powerful support, when the time comes you will take back not only your dignity and face, but also the path you most want to take."

"Since you are in the game, it's better to hold the script in your own hands, right?"

Even if I am far away from you, I can go to see you.

There are bikes, bikes, trains, planes, ships...the options are endless.

No, I still have my own legs.

But if there is a period of time between us, it becomes a helpless thing.

Just like when I wanted to go to Beijing with you, I couldn’t make up for the three days of 410 when I was younger than you.

It's like you later regretted that you shouldn't have left at that time, and you didn't make up for the 360 ​​five days when you lost my news.

"Welcome back to the show. Let us once again dedicate the warmest applause to Wang Yuan's new song "Suhui"." The host was in his early twenties, not a few years older than Wang Yuan, and his voice was soft and pleasant.

"Thank you." The boy on the black sofa beside him nodded slightly in thanks, with a gentle expression, but always a little alienated.

"I know you have been busy with the college entrance examination and enrolling, so it's only a year since you released this single, right?" The intention is quite tactful.

"That's right, there is a certain pressure in Yangyin's class, and I have to prepare this new song, so I came back a little late. I really appreciate the support and waiting of the fans." The expected question has a prepared answer.

"At the beginning of the show, we also reviewed some of your cover works before your debut. Compared with the song "Su Hui" just now, it can be said that you have grown too much."

"Yes, after all, almost ten years have passed."

"How did you come up with the idea to sing those songs? Can you understand those songs when you sing?"

"No way, I was too young at that time, it was pure imitation."

"If you sang it now, it should be performed differently, right?"

"I think so."

"Would you like to hear Wang Yuan sing a few lines?"

……

Park Hyatt Tokyo, a suite with a view of Mount Fuji.

The Internet TV was on, and the host was on it leading the audience to boo.

Although the boy sitting beside him was always calm and had a faint smile on his face, he couldn't help it after all, so he could only say, "Okay, I'll just sing a few words..."

When the boy picked up the receiver, the doorbell of the room rang.

When the people in the room heard the boy's words "Give it to my fans", they stood up and opened the door with unclear expressions on their faces.

The young girl outside the door was wearing a champagne-colored long dress, exposing her beautiful collarbone and butterfly bone.

"Jun Kai, are you ready? The charity dinner is about to begin."

There were applause and cheers from the TV, but the singing hadn't started yet.

The man hesitated for a moment, then buttoned up his suit: "Let's go."

The moment the door closed, the boy on the TV raised his microphone.

"My dearest, how are you doing?"

"In the days without me, are you going to be safe?"

……

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BGM-"My Dearest" by Wang Yuan