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"not me."

"Not who are you? So boring."

"..." Gu Zeyan glanced at him, but finally shook his head and chose to remain silent. He double-clicked the mouse to open the video.

The background is the green field of the school, which seems to be during the free activities of the physical education class. The teenager in the camera is very young, with a sweaty face and a childish look of baby fat. The white Real Madrid club jersey is not as good as it looks in the promotional video. He looked like a fairy, probably because he had been kicking for a long time, his clothes and trouser legs were covered with black and yellow mud stains here and there, and a large area was soaked on his back.He stood on the sideline, very close to the photographer outside the bottom line of the goal, bent down, solemnly set the corner kick, and straightened up again, he could clearly see the serious side face and sharp eyes.

The boy glanced at the camera, raised his eyebrows on his serious face, and showed a cooperative smile.Then he took a few steps back, and when he moved forward, a beautiful rubbing ball on the inside of his right foot was lifted up, and the football drew a banana-shaped graceful arc in midair, directly piercing the net.The camera suddenly shifted a bit, and the teenager who scored the goal rushed out excitedly like an arrow off the string, performing an exaggerated goal celebration all the way to drive the chicken back to the nest, but suddenly tripped by himself, embarrassed Falling to the ground, he was overwhelmed by the team members pressing up like an Arhat in an instant. It took him a long time to get out from under the ground, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead enthusiastically, then grinned and looked at the camera come.

Flying black short hair, the golden and navy blue embroidered team logo on the left chest of the jersey against the pure white background, shining brightly in the afternoon sun, what is more eye-catching is the smile on the young face, energetic and bright, The ambition to win after being full of victories is like a white dove fluttering its wings from a branch in early spring.

As he got closer and closer, he grinned and gestured to the camera, said something loudly, and then rushed forward, hugged by a passionate koala, and the camera turned to the blue sky helplessly. Five slender fingers stuck together, and the screen fell into darkness.

The 3-minute video was not very clear, but Yuechen watched from beginning to end without blinking, and subconsciously held his breath.

When he was a student, An Gefei would fall in embarrassment, laugh unscrupulously, and be pressed by the team members to beg for mercy.Lively emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, with the boyish boyishness of the boy next door, not the idol who always smiles decently in front of the public.

After the video was played, it was automatically replayed again. After the second playback, Yue Chen came back to his senses in a daze. To his surprise, the person who showed him fell into a longer silence, and his black eyes were focused. Staring at the screen, there was a kind of...sadness in his eyes.

When Gu Zeyan was about to play the video tirelessly for the third time, he clicked the fork in the upper right corner.

"Are you the one who took the picture?"

"Yeah." He responded lightly, as if referring to an ordinary friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He didn't have the pride of knowing your idol, let alone the joy after winning the bet. The unexpected silence of the winner made the atmosphere a little speechless. Awkward.

"Okay, I'm the loser." Yue Chen gave him a strange look, the shock that this man actually recognized Ang Fei was replaced by doubts, why did he feel that he was preoccupied.

As if noticing his confusion, Gu Zeyan smiled, and the inexplicable gloom before was swept away. "Will you bet and admit defeat?"

"Of course, but let me think about how to say it." After all, he never thought that he would lose, and felt sorry for the muddled account of the vase and had no chance to settle it. Yuechen walked towards the door, feeling a little depressed. It turned out that the relationship between the two With that level of intimacy, there is always a feeling of being led by him by the nose and falling into a ditch again.Although I didn't lie this time, it's not very kind to hide it. If I knew it earlier, I definitely wouldn't make this bet with him.

Gu Zeyan walked to the living room, took out a can of Ascot from the refrigerator, opened it, raised his head and took a sip.He noticed Yuechen hovering at the door of his room, watching him hesitate to speak, he couldn't help shaking towards him. "Do you want it?"

"No." Yuechen refused without even thinking about it, what a joke, what kind of exotic beer, one can can get drunk enough to pass out.

"What's the matter?"

"You know him, can you let me see him?"

The young man who had always been indifferent and was not used to asking for help in everything showed such an expectant and sincere expression, which made it impossible to refuse. Gu Zeyan squeezed the can in his hand, showing embarrassment. "I……"

After deliberating for a long time, there was still no further text. This kind of hesitation, which had never happened before, made Yuechen realize that the problem was a bit serious. After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, he nodded his head to express his understanding, with an expected expression.

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

Every fan thinks that they will be very careful not to cause trouble, but for idols, every outsider is objectively a kind of disturbance. If you think about it from another perspective, it is actually reasonable.He turned around and closed the door, leaning his back against the door panel, thinking of the out-of-print video just now that could be called a rare material.

An Gefei is indeed a loyal fan of Real Madrid. Gu Zeyan's name in the forum of L University is Red and Blue Iberia, and that is Barcelona fans. Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​two La Liga giants, have been competing for glory for hundreds of years. Destined enemies, the fans of both sides can fight each other in three seconds and hate each other, but these two are friends.Yuechen can imagine the scene where they both dismissed the teams they despise the other side's support when watching the La Liga derby, arguing and trying to strangle each other, and then laughing away at the end of the game, how wonderful it is.

How did they meet?It can't be a classmate, the age difference between the two is four years, is it related?Thinking about it now, he had never heard Angfei mention his family situation, not even his parents.

Can not guess.Of course it is impossible to ask Gu Zeyan, that person has an expression of not wanting to say anything, and the apologetic refusal just now always feels like being slightly excluded, but it is also normal, we have known each other so early, and the other party is another A former star, of course, has a sense of privacy.

Rubbing his hair irritably, he finally remembered the problem that should be solved more in front of him.

A bet that you lose.

For such a long time ago, you have to unscrew it little by little for people to watch, you are too good at catching people's weaknesses.Distressed, he plunged into the quilt, turned over again, stared at the ceiling on his back, and racked his brains for a long time to type a draft in his mind.

She is obviously melancholy and sensitive, but she just wants to pretend to be a carefree look who sees through the world.What kind of flower is it? It's obviously a dog's tail grass.Although he didn't show any disappointment, will there be a disappointed expression after turning around?

Gu Zeyan watched the door being closed, and the urge to call someone back was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.He drank the rest of the beer in one gulp, threw the empty can into the wastebasket with a bang, the bitter temperature of Ascot melted in his mouth, hysterically bitter.

It's not that I want to refuse, but your idol is no longer the shining person in front of the camera and screen.

Despite the past memories whistling in his mind and sweeping back again, he put the back of his hand against his forehead, closed his eyes, and frowned uncomfortably.I thought I had already accepted that fact, but I didn't expect that when I saw the video again because of the bet, the shock in my heart was still as strong as before.

The deep despair is like the moment when the fish is put into the pot, it is still nostalgic for the ocean, the despair of being unable to return to heaven.This is the emotion he dislikes the most. It has only appeared once in 21 years, but it has become a regret that can never be made up...

The phone on the coffee table rang, and there was a text message from Ye Yang.

Take a few days off for me.

Today is the wedding banquet of the high school teacher, this kid, it is another headache.Throwing the phone back a little annoyed, Gu Zeyan helped his forehead helplessly.

Angfei, Ye Yang, and even Gu Yimeng are all trying to cocoon themselves. It seems that when pain and sorrow set up the banner of love, it is extremely noble and majestic, but he only sees the fact that doing so messes up his life .The willingness to let go, the secret love for years, and the humbleness of others to the dust, why can't you love yourself well?Although he respects their ideas, he will not oppose them in behavior, and he will not instill his own ideas in them, but he can't understand them at all in his heart. Each of them has to act out life as a lingering and sad tragedy, only to feel that his own value has been realized. Is it?Life is really suffocating.

I tossed and rejected several people several times in my heart, and the phone turned on again, this time it was a text message from Yuechen.

Let's talk online.

He glanced at the closed door. Isn't it just a few steps away? Playing some word games. Could it be that you, like those freaks, care about an impossible person?