【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[The secret I hide, every morning, please listen carefully and don't talk. 】

Hesitation is real, reason is fake.

Although many thoughts popped up in his head, in fact, Wang Junkai's body made the decision for him without any effort.

He turned around and returned to Wang Yuan's side in just two steps.

Wang Yuan's finger holding the room card curled up like a twitch, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he turned sideways and opened the door.

Enter the door and lock it.

There is no room with lights on, and the neon lights of the midnight city are reflected in the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a dream.

In a dark entrance, in a silent corner, you can't see each other's expressions clearly, but you can hear each other's breathing.

Quietly silent.

After such a long time, both of them were a bit unfamiliar with this scene, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Wang Junkai turned his head, his gaze fell on Wang Yuan's face, and he saw a small piece of blue light hitting his left eye impartially, reflecting the little stars in his eyes, shining brightly, which was extremely beautiful.

Karry Wang felt like he was suffering from a special eye disease, and he couldn't take his eyes off Wang Yuan's face. In his private heart, Wang Yuan was very good-looking, even if he was thrown into the entertainment circle full of handsome men and beautiful women, he would be outstanding. But this can't explain his inexplicable condition, because not only has he had this symptom since a long time ago, not only is it getting worse, he even hopes that Wang Yuan can be infected by him.

He was thinking wildly in his mind, but Wang Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him as if he heard his thoughts.

Although he is almost 17 years old, his eyes are still round and shiny. If it weren't for the round baby fat on his cheeks, he would look exactly the same as when we met six years ago.

No, it's not the same—Wang Junkai quickly denied himself.

Six years ago, he only thought Wang Yuan was a shy little naughty dumpling, but after he got familiar with it, he just became a mischievous little naughty dumpling.But now, now it's completely different.

The layer of baby fat has been shed, but the bones on the face are still small and slender, so it creates a wonderful scene. Some angles still look childish and cute, but some angles are pure juvenile lines. Delicate and good-looking.

It's the kind of beauty that makes your heart beat faster.

Unable to look away, Wang Junkai couldn't help but think of what someone once said, Wang Yuan, a child, is too beautiful.

The moment their eyes met, such a good-looking person showed an expression like a frightened little rabbit, as if he had been burned by his gaze.

Wang Junkai couldn't help but raised his arm.

Wang Yuan was actually a little confused.

It's like he couldn't figure out why he couldn't wait to see Wang Junkai, why his heart was beating wildly in the stairwell, and why his eyes couldn't help wandering during rehearsal and recording... He also couldn't figure out why he wanted to Suddenly called Wang Junkai.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I regretted it—Wang Junkai stopped sharing the room with him a long time ago, Wang Junkai wanted to have his own space, Wang Junkai had already grown up one step ahead of him...Ahhh why did I have to do such an embarrassing thing? ?

But what happened later was completely unexpected... Huh?Why did Wang Junkai turn around?Why did you come here?Why didn't you ask anything and didn't say anything?

Why is the hand that swipes the room card a little disobedient?Why does a room with neon lights feel a little romantic?Why are the two of you so silent?

When Wang Yuan looked up confusedly and helplessly in the darkness, he bumped into Wang Junkai's eyes.

Eyes hidden in the darkness, the light inside is dull, deep and charming like the sea, and has a fascinating allure at night.

At that moment... Wang Yuan suddenly had a strange impulse.

He wanted to crash into Wang Junkai's arms all at once.

He recalled the feeling of Wang Junkai hugging him tightly when he was leaving the performance at the ASE Center in Chongqing when he was a child, for fear of being squeezed out by the crowd.

I remembered the feeling of Wang Junkai trying to pull him up from the chair in the acting class, and breathing in his ears against his back.

He remembered the feeling of being held by Wang Junkai from behind or around his neck many times.

He remembered Wang Junkai's back hug and "I really miss you" that night.

...He suddenly realized that he hadn't really held Wang Junkai's arms for a long time.

To be precise, he hardly owns it.

The one time I can find it in my memory is when he was whispering a long time ago, Wang Junkai put his arms around him, so long ago that I can't remember the feeling at that time, and, strictly speaking, it was not a hug.

If...if he crashes into Wang Junkai's arms now, the feeling should be very different.

The person, who has already touched the 1.8-meter line, has broad shoulders, and his originally thin body has been covered with a thin layer of muscles evenly, and his whole body exudes warm strength. The intimacy accompanied the atmosphere of his entire youth, and there was a fatal attraction in the cool autumn night.

If being hugged by this embrace, or even hugged tightly... I can't help but think about what it would be like to feel that the whole person is wrapped in Wang Junkai's breath.

This hug has hardly been given seriously to anyone...but soon, soon it will have to be given to a strange girl.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Yuan's eyes widened in surprise—he was taken aback by his strange thoughts.

Terrified, as if being shocked by an electric shock, he took a step back.

But at that time, Wang Junkai's hand had already been raised, not only raised, but stretched out, grabbed his arm, and brought him into his arms.

The arm was so strong that Wang Yuan really hit his chest firmly, and the resulting inertia caused both of them to be taken a step forward.

It's a pity that Wang Yuan didn't have time to feel Wang Junkai's embrace, and he didn't even have time to raise his arms to hug him back. He didn't even realize that Wang Junkai had a certain impatience and impulsiveness, holding his waist with one hand and pressing his head with the other. He hugged him tightly - he only felt the pain in his heart.

A kind of pain when the jaw hit Wang Junkai's shoulder, the upper and lower teeth fought, and the tongue was bitten hard.

Wang Junkai didn't wake up from the dizzy state until he heard Wang Yuan's indistinct whimper. He thought he was strangling Wang Yuan so hard that he couldn't breathe, so he reluctantly loosened his arms a little.

No way, no way, the small body in the arms is slender and thin, one arm can wrap it around, and two arms can imprison it.He just took off his make-up and took a shower, without the cover-up of makeup and noise, the fresh smell lingers on the tip of his nose, mixed with a little milky fragrance of body lotion, it penetrates into his heart, it can kill him, how can he Willing to let go.

But not only did Wang Yuan not calm down, but he used his hands and feet to struggle more violently, and he seemed to be muttering something.

Wang Junkai was a little disappointed and a little strange, he let go of his hand quickly, and when he looked down, he found that Wang Yuan was covering his mouth with a broken face, and there was already water in his eyes.

Understanding what happened in an instant, Wang Junkai said helplessly and distressedly: "Bite your tongue? Let me see." As he spoke, he reached out to pull his chin.

Wang Yuan dodged backwards and said inarticulately: "It's all your fault for looking at it! I'm going to hurt brother to death..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, stop making trouble and let me see if it's bleeding..." Wang Junkai felt a little guilty, and pulled him back while apologizing.

Wang Yuan had already felt a trace of blood in his mouth, and he was even more angry when he asked such a question. All the small thoughts in his heart had already disappeared, and he hid again, closing his mouth and humming with his nose. He signaled that he was angry and told him to go away.

The two of them clawed and hid for a while like doing Tai Chi. Wang Junkai got anxious and slapped on the light switch with one hand. When Wang Yuan was stunned by the light, he quickly pulled off his hand covering his mouth and grabbed it. His small jaw forced him to open his mouth.

"Wang Junkai! What are you doing?!" Wang Yuan still had a sore tongue and a slight pain in his jaw, kicking his calf angrily while shouting.

The tibia of the calf was very fragile, but Wang Junkai remained unmoved. Although he slightly relaxed the hand holding his chin, he still insisted: "Stick out your tongue."

"Huh?" Wang Yuan squinted his eyes under the light, and was forced to open his mouth again, like a little rabbit.

"Hurry up," Wang Junkai urged while looking into his mouth, "stick out your tongue."

Wang Yuan knew that he was serious, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly stuck out the tip of his tongue.

On the tip of the pink tongue was a red swelling the size of half a fingernail, which had obviously bled, and it hurt even to look at it.

The light in the porch was above his head, Wang Junkai was blocked by his head, and couldn't see clearly, so he had to turn his head sideways to get closer to Wang Yuan's face.

Seeing that face getting closer and closer, the tip of his nose almost touching him, Wang Yuan only felt that the hit just now seemed to knock his head apart. Taking advantage of his lack of sanity, Neng kindly reminded him: "Wang Junkai, you should know the current situation...is it a bit strange?"

Wang Junkai was attracted by his little tongue moving around when he spoke, and opened his mouth unconsciously. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, he let go of his hand quickly, and took a step back in embarrassment.

After the chin was released, there was no transfer of pain. Wang Yuan felt his tongue hurt even more. The manic little Scorpio in his heart crushed the shy little white rabbit in an instant, and shouted: "Wang Junkai, what are you doing?! It hurts me so much. Ahhh!"

Wang Junkai couldn't answer his question, firstly because he didn't know the answer, and secondly because he was stuck in embarrassment and couldn't extricate himself, and finally choked out a sentence after holding incoherently for a long time: "...I just want to see Have you grown taller..."

"..." If Wang Yuan was irritable just now, he is speechless now. He stared at Wang Junkai for a long time in a daze, then turned and left the entrance silently—he must have had his head flooded to think about Wang Junkai. !

Seeing that Wang Yuan still had an angry expression until he wrapped himself in the quilt, Wang Junkai knew he was wrong, wanted to apologize but couldn't explain his inexplicable behavior just now, and walked around the room depressed.

"...Wang Junkai," Wang Yuan finally couldn't take it anymore, and he relaxed his cheeks and stopped pouting. Every time Wang Junkai did something wrong, he would look like a helpless kitten, with a stupid and cute expression of embarrassment and apology, as if Changing back to the little Xiaokai from back then made him a little helpless, "How long are you going to hang around? I'm so dizzy, why don't you hurry up and go to sleep? I won't wake up tomorrow, okay?"

If Wang Junkai encounters an amnesty, he sprints over and gets under the quilt, "Hey hey hey" with cat marks on his face: "Aren't you angry?"

He turned off the light without any hassle, leaving only a night light emitting a faint light in the dark. Wang Yuan was silent for a while, and said "um", "Isn't it agreed? I won't be angry when we meet."

A simple sentence made Wang Junkai's breathing stagnate. In fact, Wang Yuan used an old saying that he has a rebellious bone on his head, and he always likes to fight against him. Tiao, but now he obediently fulfills his promise, and he is clearly in possession of the reason, but he doesn't have to fight with him over a trivial matter like in the past. The impact of the separation between the two places is obvious.

The time we spend together is really too little, and even the children who have always regarded making small awkwardness as a routine are subdued.

"You're so good today..." Wang Junkai couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only sigh with emotion.

Wang Yuan didn't answer, and after a long time he said: "Wang Junkai...you don't have to be so careful, you can say whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, if you are in a bad mood and need a shoulder or a hug for something sad, just say Come out, didn't we all do this before? Now that we have so little time to see each other, it's even more important, isn't it?"

"Sorry...you're right," Wang Junkai put his hand under the quilt, and groped to grab Wang Yuan's wrist, "I'm actually... a little hesitant... to choose a school... to come to Beijing... and new students play or something."

Wang Yuan put his hand flat and let him hold it, and smiled: "Don't hesitate, you should be very clear in your heart that your decision is right, right? I also think it is right, so, do what you should do, and don't hesitate. Don't hesitate, your hesitation will also affect me, you know."

He has known each other for six years, debuted for four years, persisted until now, and he is very clear about what is pushing him forward in his heart.

"But... I left you alone, didn't I?" Wang Junkai asked in a low voice, Wang Yuan's support made him feel more at ease, but he was still a bit brooding about this issue.

Wang Yuan thought about it seriously in the dark, and then smiled softly: "Yes, you left me alone, but I don't feel lonely now." It seemed to make himself more certain about this sentence , Wang Yuan turned his wrist and held Wang Junkai's hand: "Wang Junkai, let's agree, don't make me feel alone, okay?"

It doesn’t matter if you’re angry, you’re distant, or you show an indifferent expression, but it’s just a little awkward and a little tentative, but the truth is... I hope you do the right thing, so I can bear being alone, but please don’t go away Don't go too far and don't leave me alone.

Wang Junkai felt that his eyes were a little hot and damp. He clenched his delicate wrists tightly. In the darkness, he turned his head to look at the profile of Wang Yuan's profile. He said hoarsely, "Okay."

When he woke up in the morning, Wang Junkai's first feeling was that his hands hurt.

After a little movement, I discovered the problem—nonsense, it’s no wonder that it doesn’t hurt if you keep a posture all night!

But he smiled instead, stretched his fingers gently and slowly, and rubbed the wrist that he had been holding all night by the way.

Probably because of the pain, the quilt beside him stirred twice, but then stopped moving again.

Wang Junkai thought these two wrigglings were super cute, and he could almost imagine the little rabbit frowning and falling asleep again. He couldn't help laughing, but his eyes were bent into crescents without making a sound.

Gently turned sideways, propped his head up with his hands, and saw the child huddled under the quilt, only showing half of his furry little head.

Fearing that he would be bored, he stretched out his hand to pull down the quilt, but when he saw the sleeping face, he smiled like a pork bun again.

That little face was white and looked soft, the eyelashes were not thick, but long and curved, vaguely still the same as when I first saw it.When he fell asleep, his mouth was slightly open, and the corners of his lips were arched in a beautiful arc. Wang Junkai agreed with what the old aunts said from the bottom of his heart. Sometimes Wang Yuan'er is very sweet-fortunately, only he can see this appearance.

It should be that the breeze blows away the clouds, the sun suddenly appeared at that moment, and the sun shines in through the semi-transparent curtains, making the room warm.

The curtains were not drawn properly, a small slit was exposed, and a bright light fell on Wang Yuan's eyes impartially.

A frown suddenly frowned on his quiet face, and without even thinking about it, Wang Junkai put his hand over his eyes, blocking the light.

That moment was like lightning, and even he was taken aback by his own reaction after a few seconds, his palms stood there stupidly, neither supporting nor letting go.

The originally peaceful heart was full of turmoil.

This move is so unusual.

Many people said that he and Wang Yuan favored each other, but he actually scoffed at this statement.That's right, if you have to define behavior, it is undeniable that many of their actions have the meaning of "favor", but they are all habits developed from childhood. He has gone through hardships and glory together like Wang Yuan. There are still brothers and teammates who have a long way to go for decades, and Wang Yuan is the same. If you are not good to each other, who is good to you?

But now this move, even he himself feels a little...too spoiled?

They're not kids anymore, they're all big boys, if a little sunshine hits their faces, even if they wake up because of it, what's the big deal?

But that's what he did. He wanted the child to sleep until he woke up naturally. He didn't want the child to frown. He wanted to see the child sleeping for a while...

The morning sun is so warm, the quilt is so fluffy and soft, and the person sleeping beside him is so cute.

If... if, every day when I wake up, it's...

Too bad, after not living in the same room with Wang Yuan for a year, his illness not only didn't get better but got worse.

It's really really too bad, Wang Junkai... You like Wang Yuan more than you imagined.

The moment Wang Yuan opened his eyes, he saw a hand in front of his eyes.

He recognized Wang Junkai's hand at a glance, was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw Wang Junkai was propping his head up and looking at what he was thinking. He couldn't help feeling a little hot in his ears, and quickly stretched out his hand from under the quilt to pat his hand: " Wang Junkai, what are you doing..."

Before the photo was taken, Wang Junkai subconsciously held his hand, and then he felt a stiff pain in his wrist and fingers: "It hurts, hurts... I'm going to be disabled..."

"No..." Wang Junkai seemed to wake up but didn't wake up, he grabbed his hand and rubbed it for him with a dull expression, "It's because he stayed in one position for too long and became stiff."

"Huh?" Wang Yuan reacted for two seconds before remembering that the two of them were holding hands and talking and fell asleep unknowingly last night. He pulled out his hand in embarrassment and changed the subject, "Why did you wake up so early? Don't sleep much In a while, we will leave in the afternoon."

Wang Junkai gave an "um" inexplicably, and said, "I'm not sleepy anymore, you can sleep a little longer, it's still early."

"Don't sleep, we..."

In the middle of Wang Yuan's words, the doorbell of the room rang suddenly, accompanied by Miss Ren's voice: "Yuanyuan? Yuanyuan, are you up? Hurry up!"

The two looked at each other and saw that the time was only nine o'clock, and there were still nearly seven hours before the afternoon flight. It was obviously unreasonable to wake up at this moment.

But Miss Ren was obviously in a hurry, and after ringing the doorbell a few times, she swiped open the door with another room card she kept, walked in and said, "Wang Yuan, get up quickly, there is something urgent... ..."

When I entered the bedroom and saw Wang Junkai on the bed, I couldn't help being stunned, but I didn't care to say anything more, I just said to Wang Yuan: "Hurry up, hurry up, get up quickly, the schedule has changed and I can't go back to Chongqing, go directly to Shenyang to shoot."

"Ah? What do you mean? Filming "Northern Spring"? Didn't it start in December? The actors have not yet been decided..." Wang Yuan and Wang Junkai looked at each other, confused.

Sister Xiaoren has already started to help him pack his luggage: "It's already fixed. In order to catch up with his schedule, we have to start shooting immediately. I'll tell you the specifics on the way. Now, get up! Hurry up!"

Seeing her anxious look, Wang Yuan didn't want to ask too many questions. He took the clothes from Wang Junkai and began to put them on indiscriminately. But Wang Junkai helped him tidy up and asked, "Who is the big name that was finally booked? If the schedule doesn't match, you have to accommodate." he?"

"It's Tang Yu."

"A spittoon?" Wang Yuan spared no effort to shake his wit while he was in a hurry.

Wang Junkai stopped still, his eyes fell on Wang Yuan's face: "It's Tang Yu, don't you know?"

Seeing that he was serious, Wang Yuan stopped his smiling face and said softly, "I know."

Of course he knew, no one didn't know Tang Yu, he just couldn't believe that this time he not only won the second male number on the big screen, but also cooperated with Tang Yu.

It is normal for a child actor to be born, with excellent acting skills, outstanding appearance, and many works.

What is unusual about Tang Yu is that he has a strange temper that is rare in the circle.

It's not that he is proud of his talents, nor is he popular and self-willed, but that this person has a little bit of personal characteristics that are too distinct.

In the words of a well-known commentator in the circle, under Tang Yu's gentle appearance and name, there is a heart that is afraid of chaos in the world.

Seeing Wang Yuan being urged by Miss Ren and dragged by Brother Qiang, he hurried out the door, not even having the time to say goodbye to him.

Thinking about all kinds of rumors about Tang Yu.

Wang Junkai, who was always happy for Wang Yuan to get this good resource, suddenly felt that his mood was not so good.

With good looks, talent and personality, Tang Yu is too much for Wang Yuan's appetite.