【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[The closest people sometimes walk in each other's back. 】

Two days before his birthday, Wang Junkai received an invitation from "Moss".

He knew that many investors had already set their sights on him, and he also knew that the company had this intention long ago, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, as if those people were eagerly looking forward to his arrival, and fans would not be upset if he arrived. This age, which is justifiable, has opened up a new field for him and a new gold mine for many people.

Even he knew that he wasn't ready yet, and those people couldn't wait to act, rushing to add a pure love movie to his list of works.

"Xiao Kai, this work is your best chance to prove that you are no longer a teenage idol."

Such convincing words rang in his ears, but Wang Junkai didn't feel excited or looking forward to it. On the contrary, he felt very uneasy.

He doesn't know what he is afraid of, and he doesn't know what he has to hesitate. Many actors have filmed love scenes when they were underage, and even filmed kiss scenes. Intense, so I was lucky enough to avoid it for several years, but what should come will always come. If he wants to become a powerful idol of comprehensive development, he must step out of the previous single works.

The company, on the other hand, behaved in a democratic way that everything is negotiable. First, it gave him the outline of the script, saying that the specific details were still being discussed, and asked him to "consider".

The original "Moss" is well-known, Wang Junkai flipped through the outline, and he agrees with the work in his heart - different from ordinary youth films, "Moss" has no unrealistic plots that are too romantic and the intensity of youth pain. The focus is on the collision of youthful emotions with studies, family and ideals. The reality is beautiful, interesting and full of depth.The screenwriting skills are profound, and the selection of the original work is just right. It is conceivable that it will be a rare masterpiece without accidents.

With such a good opportunity and work in front of us, and the company is not really open to business, it is imperative for Wang Junkai to take over this drama.

But when Miss Ren saw him reading the outline and asked about his decision, Karry Wang subconsciously replied: "I haven't considered it yet."

"I don't know what you have to think about." Miss Xiaoren was very clear about his thoughts, "Send a WeChat message."

Wang Junkai smiled awkwardly——

Yes, send a WeChat thing.

A few words, a few signals, from Beijing to Chongqing, but a few tenths of a second.

Wang Yuan will be happy for him, Wang Yuan will help him strengthen his confidence, and Wang Yuan will cheer for him.

Such a simple thing, why did you pick up the phone several times but failed?

In the past, no matter what happened, no matter what decisions needed to be made, they were the first people to discuss with each other. Even if the final conclusion was different from expectations, the process was always full of fun.

But I don't know if it's because the two of them are not used to not seeing each other for a long time. Every time they contact each other, it becomes like a work report, and the time for exchanging study and practice is almost the same, and they seldom really say anything.

It’s like during this period of time, except for classes and practice, Wang Junkai spends the rest of his time on the preparation of the birthday party. Many details and ideas are either left to the company to handle, or they are passed by, and he has a heated discussion with Wang Yuan. It seems to have become a thing of the previous life.

Even though there is a lot of reluctance in their hearts, the distance is still irresistibly changing the way they get along.

The matter of "Moss" was on my mind, and most of the preparations for the birthday party were made by others. In addition, the rehearsal arrangements were quite intensive, and Wang Junkai's mood became more and more depressed as it got closer.

He originally planned to go to the airport to pick up Wang Yuan with the car the day before the birthday party, and told him about "Moss" in the car, but he didn't expect that one leg would be pulled back as soon as he stepped into the car. I was so busy that I didn't even have a chance to say a word until the birthday party was over.

He could sense that Wang Yuan wasn't in a high mood. Whether it was in the car after the rehearsal or in the backstage lounge, Wang Yuan said very little, and he hardly spoke to him. There were no gifts, no Well wishes, not even a simple "Happy Birthday".

This annoying situation reached its peak at the party after the birthday party - he was surrounded by the crowd, wishing, cheering, and joking, while Wang Yuan hid in a far corner, seemingly having a good time, without any hint of He planned to join in the fun.

Even in the end, even the people disappeared.

Wang Junkai wanted to focus on his eyes, but even if the stage was so dazzling during the day and the party at night was so noisy, he couldn't cover up the Wang Yuan that was circling in his mind.

So he gave up resisting, and slipped out with an excuse that he needed to go to the bathroom.

Feeling a little dizzy from the cold wind, Wang Junkai staggered and looked around but didn't see Wang Yuan. He took out his phone and hesitated whether to make a call, when he saw the Weibo post by Wang Yuan.

The fireworks sticks are not arranged very neatly, and the lengths of the fireworks are also different. At a glance, you can tell that it took a lot of effort to put on the "Eighteen" shape.

The time happened to be stuck at 23:59, and the kid accidentally became the last person to bless him——

"My captain, my eldest brother, my senior Karry, must be happier than 17 years old! Happy birthday!"

Wang Junkai looked at that Weibo and smiled, but felt a little uncomfortable.

He can't lie to himself that because they have a phone and WeChat, all the previous awkwardness will be over. He knows that the thorn about him leaving Chongqing and coming to Beijing and giving up Yangyin is still stuck between the two of them. It doesn't hurt to move, it hurts when you move.

Just like at this moment, he felt that he saw a sense of distance from that Weibo, to be precise, he felt a sense of distance from Wang Yuan.

This sense of distance is not the sense of distance that you have not seen for several months after the high school entrance examination and retreat, nor the sense of distance when you are filming in Nanjing and I am practicing singing in Beijing. It is that two people have to choose two routes on a certain journey, even if they know the purpose In the same way, you will also worry that if you accidentally stray in the wrong direction, you will miss it.

The kind of loneliness that Wang Yuan once said is that even if they work hard together, everything about singing, dancing, and growing up is still a lonely practice. All they can do is accompany each other on those journeys.

But now, even companionship has become a luxury.

The moment he thought of this, Wang Junkai suddenly felt very scared.

The fear was so clear that he could not help but go to Wang Yuan, to say that he was unhappy, to ask for blessings and gifts, to...

To hold what you want, to say what you want.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was because he couldn't help himself. At that time, his body took a step forward without the consent of his brain, and tightly wrapped Wang Yuan's thin body into his arms.

"Wang Yuaner," Wang Junkai said, "I miss you, I really miss you."

He was scared.

He was afraid that he might accidentally lose Wang Yuan.

The moment he was embraced by Wang Junkai from behind, Wang Yuan really realized what it means to have a blank mind.

In the past few years, he has stood on the big stage with tens of millions of people, participated in various live broadcasts and even the Spring Festival Gala, and worked with the biggest seniors... The pressure that hit him like Mount Tai has never made him feel like this. Feeling - this feeling of losing the ability to think for a moment.

There was rapid breathing in his ears, smelling of alcohol, but he didn't find it annoying.

Behind him was a hot embrace, gentle and powerful, which made him shiver involuntarily.

They have had so many times a closer distance than this behind-the-back hug, but maybe because the two haven't seen each other for a long time, maybe because of Wang Junkai's drunkenness, this hug made Wang Yuan feel a little scared.

And he was a little confused, he didn't know whether he was more afraid of Wang Junkai's sudden hug and confession about missing him, or more afraid of his too violent heartbeat and hot cheeks.

Vaguely, Wang Yuan felt a certain familiar feeling welling up in his heart again.

It was a subtle feeling, I can't remember when it appeared.

At the beginning, it only appeared when the distance was too close, and then it gradually became sensitive. It may be a look, it may be shoulder to shoulder, or it may be simply handing a glass of water and a bowl of rice. Even the simplest contact Can tease.

Not only that, but it also appeared more and more frequently as he got older, and there was a commotion from time to time, which even he couldn't control himself.

Sometimes when I see some aunt fans' pink fantasies about him and Wang Junkai, I feel puzzled and uneasy, but this kind of thought is either exhausted when he plays with Wang Junkai, or it is released by him by diverting his attention Falling, which made him never really think about whether this feeling meant anything.

So at this moment, he clenched his fist restrainedly, took out the gift he had prepared from his schoolbag, and tried to push away Wang Junkai's embrace but failed, and felt his body sink a bit—only when he turned around did he realize that the nasty guy was lying on the ground Asleep on his back!

Wang Yuan pouted speechlessly, but there was a look of distress in his eyes.

I was really fed up by those people.

Carefully helped Wang Junkai onto the bed, and wiped his face with a warm towel. Watching the breathing of this big boy who had just grown up today gradually became steady and long, Wang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and knelt by the bed to watch with him.

"Who told you to drink so much wine? Who told you that you can't even refuse? Who told you to play so crazy!" Wang Yuan muttered, while keeping his eyes on Wang Junkai.

After a while, he put a small box into Wang Junkai's coat pocket, and whispered:

"Happy birthday, Karry Wang."

"I seem to miss you too."

As soon as the words were finished, Wang Junkai grabbed his wrist. Wang Yuan was taken aback. He froze for a long time and did not dare to move, like a thief who was caught stealing.

After standing still for a long time, he didn't see any further reaction from Wang Junkai, so he slowly turned his face away to look, and found that Wang Junkai hadn't woken up at all, he didn't know if it was a dream or something, and he was still muttering while holding on to him. mumbling to himself.

"What are you talking about just sleeping..." Wang Yuan was a little amused, and leaned over while muttering.

"..." Wang Junkai murmured indistinctly with alcohol in his sleep.

Wang Yuan was a little curious about what dream the drunk Wang Junkai was having, so he couldn't help getting closer.

Wang Junkai only moved his mouth, but didn't make any sound.

"Strange, that's the end of the story?" Wang Yuan complained while leaning in, "This wine madness is too worthless..."

At that moment, I don't know if I smelled the familiar smell close to the tip of my nose, and the person who was immersed in a thick drunk dream suddenly spoke again——

"Wang Yuaner..."

That sound was exceptionally clear. If it wasn't for the slurred speech characteristic of drunkenness, Wang Yuan would have thought it was the usual Wang Junkai calling him.

That sound came from a very close distance, and the fiery breath blew past his ears with a trace of alcohol, staining Wang Yuanzhi's stunned ears with a blush.

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, neither dodged nor stagnated, but was led by inertia, and accidentally put the tip of his ear against Wang Junkai's thin lips that were still opening and closing.

At that moment, Wang Junkai just said the following——

"I really miss you."

With waves in his eyes, Wang Yuan slowly raised his head, his eyes lingered on Wang Junkai's face, and he said in a low voice after a long time: "In that case, why did you leave?"