It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

"Why is there suddenly an illegitimate student chasing the car?" Liu Xia cursed secretly.

Given frowned tightly: "It's always been there, maybe this time I just guarded the second gate and recognized the car,"

Xie Muran added: "So when I go out, I like to drive my own car."

Liu Xia was stunned for a moment, no wonder the big fan group often said that Le Qing's nanny car was the most frequently changed, and it turned out to be to prevent illegitimate birth.

Liu Xia: "Then what should I do?"

The car behind him was still chasing him closely, brushing against the rear of the car from time to time.

The driver had followed Lu Jinchen and the others for a few years, and had encountered illegitimate students chasing the car a few times, so he was considered experienced. He just changed lanes temporarily because he was afraid that the illegitimate students would chase them too closely.

Because it is a main road with a lot of traffic, if there is an accident, it will not be on the entertainment section, but on the social section.

Although they are not at fault, but once they are named by the official media, the impact is inevitable, so the risk must be minimized.

But the driver had a bit of a headache this time. He thought that he would be able to throw him off just now, but who knew, he was still caught up.

And it seems that there is still some desperate posture.

"Turn left ahead." Lu Jinchen's voice sounded cold in the closed space, and He Zishu immediately heard that this person was angry.

The driver was very familiar with all the major lines in Tianshi, and turned left in the direction ahead, which was the direction to Leqing.

The driver responded and said, "Then I'll contact the company first."

After speaking, he turned on the bluetooth and dialed out.

Lu Jin in the back seat sank to speak again, put his hand on the switch on the side, and when he pressed it, the light in front of the visor turned on.

Lu Jinchen unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over to He Zishu's position, and leaned over.

He Zishu saw the seat belt scattered beside Lu Jinchen, and was anxious: "Sit properly!"

The car behind was still chasing him. If he made another sharp turn, he would definitely be injured without a seat belt.

Lu Jinchen said softly, "Let me see the wound on my neck."

He Zishu didn't care about anything, he covered his neck, resolutely refused to let him see, and said, "You sit down first."

With an unnegotiable tone, Lu Jin sighed deeply, sat back on his seat, and said, "Don't touch it, it will cause inflammation."

After hearing the words "inflammation" and "injury", several people in the car realized that He Zishu was injured, and got up one after another.

"Where are you hurt?"

"Just met?"

He Zishu frowned: "I'm fine! Sit down."

As he spoke, he covered his neck with one hand, as if he would not look at it until he sat down. Liu Xia and the others had no choice but to sit down obediently.

Only then did He Zishu put down his hands, opened the shading mirror on top, and took a look.

A finger-long red mark, swollen, and a little skin torn, not bleeding, but it looked a little creepy.

The expressions of a few people suddenly became ugly.

"It doesn't hurt." He Zishu said softly, afraid that they wouldn't believe him, and said again: "I was wiped by the seat belt, and it will disappear tomorrow."

"There are cotton wool and iodophor in the medicine box, wipe them quickly first." Xie Muran dug out a medicine box from the back seat and handed it over.

Lu Jinchen reached out to take it, but He Zishu cut it off.

He Zishu hugged the medicine box and said seriously, "Sit still and don't move, I'll wipe it myself."

"Damn! Do you want to die?" Liu Xia in the front seat suddenly shouted.

Given and Xie Muran took a quick look, and saw that the windows of the white van had been lowered, and the long lens protruded from the window, like black muzzles of guns one after another.

Not only that, but the speed was obviously increased. Originally, he was only chasing the rear of the car, but now he almost caught up with half of the car.

He Zishu always felt a sense of uneasiness when he looked at the flashing lights that flashed up and then went out.

The iodophor in my hand had just opened the cap, but it was screwed back again.

...Let's wait until we get back.

But at this moment, the car body suddenly tilted to the side, and the rear of the car slid and made an explosion sound.

The tires were weak, and the outer layer of rubber was so worn that the original appearance could not be seen, exposing the inner metal frame, and it grazed the ground hard, making a sharp friction sound.

The headlights of the car were off, and in the darkness, He Zishu's head hit the car window hard, and the iodophor in his hand fell to the ground, and he pushed off the lid, spilling it all over the floor.

Layer after layer of screams, heavy and suppressed breathing filled his ears, and He Zishu felt himself being hugged in his arms for a moment of confusion.

He Zishu knew that it was Lu Jinchen, and he really wanted to say "I'm fine", but before he could open his mouth, a sense of nausea oozing from his bones had swallowed him up.

—

He Zishu had a very long dream.

There are many people in the dream, Liu Xia, Tu Yuan, Xie Muran, Givenchy, Lin Jia'an... and Lu Jinchen.

One after another, from "Twilight" to "Leqing", from "Blood" to "APEX".

Met Lu Jinchen, fell in love with him, and then left him.

The first time the two met was in "Twilight".

At that time, he didn't really like singing much, he just thought he could do it, that's all.

It wasn't until Lu Jinchen appeared that he realized that perhaps the place illuminated by the light was more suitable for him than he had imagined.

When he first arrived in Leqing, he was young and could understand winks, but there were many twists and turns in the circle, and they were hidden deep, so he was not willing to deal with others.

Say more and make more mistakes, simply don't talk much.

It was Lu Jinchen who did everything for him.

The company set up a person for him, but Lu Jinshen said that he didn't need it.

The company asked him to accept some purely entertainment announcements, but Lu Jin shrugged it off.

All things that were difficult to refuse and inappropriate, even when He Zishu didn't know about them, Lu Jinchen blocked them for him.

Lu Jinshen always said that he can learn everything quickly.

In fact, there is nothing to distract him at all, Lu Jinchen has already done it.

What he can do is to practice singing and stage.

The time when He Zishu found out that he might like Lu Jinchen was when Lu Jinchen and Lu Jinchen were rumored to be having an affair.

He knew it was a misunderstanding, only for one day, so he immediately clarified it.

But He Zishu was frightened.

Not by Lu Jin, but by himself.

That inexplicable emotion was too strong and too sudden, and he was unprepared and caught off guard.

He Zishu felt that he might have fallen in love with Lu Jinchen.

When he came to a conclusion, he calmed down instead.

But he needs time, a long enough time to prove it.

Prove whether you like him or simply appreciate him.

Just like when he was in school, he used to solve problems in the same way, draw a conclusion, and then reverse the process.

The final answer is simple: he likes Lu Jinchen.

He Zishu didn't let Lu Jinchen know, nor did he ask Lu Jinchen if he liked him.

He wanted to wait.

Now he is too dependent on Lu Jinchen.

But later, Lu Jinchen gave him the answer in advance.

"Just teammates."

That day when he was on the phone in the safe passage, he vaguely heard movement downstairs. Just as he wanted to avoid suspicion, he heard Lu Jinchen's voice.

With him, there is another boy.

He Zishu knew him because he was also one of the key artists Le Qing cultivated.

The light in the corridor is very dark, and I don't know if someone has just smoked here, and there are still a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground.

The air was very turbid, and He Zishu leaned against the wall, hearing those words unintentionally.

"I like you."

"I don't like men."

"Then why are you so nice to He Zishu?"

"I brought him into Le Qing."

"But they all said, you..."

"Just teammates."

He Zishu didn't even know what was after the "you" in the sentence "But they all said, you...".

Who were "they" and what did they say, and they were interrupted by Lu Jinchen.

It was as if, those thoughts of his were also interrupted by Lu Jinchen with the sentence "just a teammate", and the interruption was crisp and neat.

Across ten stairs and a wall, Lu Jinchen gave him the answer.

At that moment, He Zishu only felt that maybe when he could give his opinion and open a window for this corridor, it was really too boring.

He Zishu had never found it so difficult to have a normal mind.

He likes Lu Jinchen, whether Lu Jinchen likes him or not, 50.00% probability.

Like it, or don't like it.

How simple.

The conclusion is there, the proof is there, but he missed the point.

It doesn't matter if you miss the topic, just overturn everything and start over.

But he overestimated himself.

The closer he was to Lu Jinchen, the more uncomfortable he was, and it became clearer day by day that for them, whether they like it or not, it can be solved.

Fans, companies, public opinion...too many.

For the first time, He Zishu felt naive and tired.

He was so well protected by Lu Jinchen. From his debut until now, he has been hiding behind that person, forgetting that one day, Lu Jinchen will leave too.

He was overwhelmed by reason and emotion, and He Zishu chose to escape.

After that, I gradually stopped talking.

He knew that the company had plans to set up a personal studio, and he advanced this plan.

But when he made the request, Lu Jinchen and the others listened to him seriously.

Later, emotions got out of control, things got out of control, quarrels broke out, they set up their own studios, couldn't meet each other, entered endless work, and stepped out of "twilight"...

Others said that the past three years were the three years in which He Zishu's sharpness and precipitation faded after growing up.

Only He Zishu knew that these three years were actually the time when he really grew up.

Learned a lot, but also the most exhausting.

Compared with those newcomers who struggled all the way, He Zishu had never suffered, but it was true that he was tired.

It was Lu Jinchen who started the dream.

At the end of the dream, Lu Jinchen was still there.

The man was standing in the dark, smoky safe passage in his memory, step by step, step by step towards him.

He Zishu opened his eyes with some difficulty.

The ward, the drip, the dim little dark light, it seems... another seven years have passed in a blink of an eye.

"Where does it hurt?" Lu Jinchen's voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be scratched by some grass.

"Zishu!"

"woke up!"

"Don't surround me, the doctor said you might faint."

"Yes, call the doctor!"

The call bell kept ringing, doctors and nurses came in and left, and the drips in their hands were replaced with a new bottle.

During the whole process, He Zishu was very quiet, so quiet that everyone began to panic.

Xie Muran and the others stood at the end of the bed, for some reason, they were afraid to step forward.

He Zishu supported the bed and sat up.

He slightly raised his eyes, touched Lu Jinchen's palm, and said softly, "Why is it so cold?"

Lu Jin was taken aback.

Liu Xia always felt that there was something strange, but couldn't explain it until He Zishu spoke.

This tone, this look...

Liu Xia cautiously said, "Zi Shu, you... have you remembered something?"

He Zishu nodded slightly.

Everyone froze in place.

Lu Jinchen had no expression: "You all go out first."

Xie Muran clenched his fists tightly: "Brother..."

Lu Jinshen: "Go out."

The door was gently closed, and only He Zishu and Lu Jinchen were left in the room.

He Zishu didn't see the phone, nor did he see the alarm clock in this room, and asked, "What time is it?"

Lu Jinshen: "The birthday is over."

He Zishu: "Huh?"

Lu Jinshen: "It's past 2 o'clock."

After 2 o'clock, the birthday is over.

He Zishu really forgot about birthdays, frowned, and said, "Are you really not injured?"

When the doctor came for an examination just now, he jokingly said to him: "No one else was injured, but the little mascot was injured. I don't know if it was a big blow, and I lost my blood."

Lu Jinshen: "Yes."

He Zishu felt relieved and smiled: "Why don't you talk?"

Lu Jinchen just looked at him quietly.

He Zishu pursed his lips, reached out to lift the quilt, and as soon as he lifted a corner, Lu Jinchen grabbed his wrist.

Lu Jin frowned: "Don't move, you'll get dizzy."

He Zishu: "Cold."

He Zishu: "You come up."

Lu Jin's eyes darkened, but he didn't give He Zishu a chance to repent. He avoided the hand that was instilling the IV, and hugged He Zishu into his arms like countless times before.

This person... the palm of his hand seems to be getting colder.

He Zishu's heart was a little sore, and he called softly, "Lu Jinchen."

Lu Jin paused for a moment: "Yes."

He Zishu chuckled, "Brother."

Lu Jinchen took a heavier breath, but hugged him even tighter: "...um."

"Are you afraid?" He Zishu said slowly, "I'm afraid I'll remember."

Lu Jin said in a hoarse voice, "No."

He Zishu: "Huh?"

Lu Jinshen said word by word: "It's not because I'm afraid you'll remember, but because I'm afraid you want to leave."

He Zishu was buried between Lu Jin's sinking neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't leave."

"because I like you."

I have liked it for a long time.

Lu Jin was so tense that he could almost turn into substance, and the nerves that pierced him once and for all collapsed like crazy.

Trapped in He Zishu's sentence "I like you".

Lu Jin Shen couldn't hold back: "Before that, why did you leave?"

He Zishu chuckled, "Because I like you."

Also because I like you.

He Zishu has calmly said those words that were breathless before.

He Zishu lay in Lu Jinchen's arms, as if telling someone else's story: "When you were talking to Zhou Ning that day, I was upstairs."

Lu Jin held He Zishu's hand tightly, and suddenly tightened it.

When He Zishu saw it, he knew that Lu Jin had remembered it, and he was a little surprised: "Do you remember?"

Only those people or things that Lu Jinchen really cares about will remember clearly.

Lu Jin lowered her head and looked at He Zishu: "Yes."

"I remember him, not because of him, but because of you."

He Zishu: "...Because of me?"

Lu Jinshen: "Yes."

It was also on that day that Lu Jinchen realized that his kindness to He Zishu might have exceeded the boundaries of his teammates.

The reason why he cut off his words with the sentence "just a teammate" is because these words can only be interrupted by him, and there is no room for others.

Lu Jinchen couldn't be more clear that he, Xie Muran, Givenchy, others didn't want to move, or they couldn't move.

The only thing that can move in "APEX" is He Zishu.

No matter how well protected it is, if a hundred bullets are fired, there will always be blood.

He Zishu listened, dumbfounded.

"I brought him into Leqing" and "he's just a teammate" these two words have worn him down for so many years, but in the end, the original intention was to protect him.

It took He Zishu a while to recover his voice: "But you said you don't like men.

Lu Jinshen: "A usual rhetoric."

He Zi was puzzled: "?"

Lu Jinshen: "Tell men that you don't like men, and tell women that you don't like women."

Those who can climb up in this circle have a little bit of ink in their stomachs, even if they don't have ink, they still have messy intestines, they can understand, think clearly, and can hide it.

He Zishu didn't know what to say.

At the time, I thought those things were like a dream, and now it seems that they are.

Lu Jin lowered her head and kissed He Zishu on the lips.

He never knew that they were separated by ten steps and a wall for three years.

"At that time, I thought you heard those words too." Lu Jinchen's voice was so soft that He Zishu couldn't hear it clearly.

He Zishu: "What did you hear?"

The corner of Lu Jinchen's mouth curved slightly: "Same as Zhou Ning, say that I like you."

He Zishu blinked his eyes and understood: "You think I told Sister An that I want to go solo because I heard the words 'you like me', to avoid suspicion?"

Lu Jin sent back a light kiss as an answer.

Lu Jinchen himself couldn't tell whether he liked He Zishu, because the day he realized that he might like this person was the farthest from him.

He Zishu didn't give him another chance to get closer.

It took him three years to repeatedly prove that he survived the "anniversary return period" that Shen Yu casually said.

He Zishu obediently let him kiss: "The few days when you just lost your memory, you didn't talk to me."

Lu Jin sighed deeply: "Because you are kind to everyone, but you are afraid of me."

That kind of subconscious avoidance made Lu Jinchen feel helpless.

He was not angry with this person, but with himself.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to talk about some things during the return period of the anniversary, but this fall was so sudden that he was unprepared.

At that time, he only felt that this person probably really resisted him.

So when Lin Jiaan offered him "Under the Banyan Tree", he refused, and was even ready to let Xie Muran or Givenchy take the top spot.

But who knew, the moment he saw He Zishu, all preparations collapsed in an instant.

It was also at that time that the dust settled for Lu Jinchen.

Know that you like this person.

He likes it more than he imagined, and likes it for longer.

He Zishu: "Then the day I woke up in the hospital, why did you come so late?"

Lu Jinshen: "No, I was abroad that day and rushed back after delaying my schedule."

He Zishu was quite satisfied with this answer: "Of course and Xiaofan... are they also?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Well, I came as soon as I finished my schedule, and sat in the hospital parking lot for an hour."

He Zishu: "?"

Lu Jinshen: "I dare not go to you alone."

Afraid that he would wake up, he didn't want to see them.

He Zishu lowered his eyes and said in a low tone, "Are you angry?"

You should be angry.

Lu Jin kissed his eyebrows deeply: "No, I won't be angry with you."

He Zishu understood Givenchy and Xie Muran's temperament, and shook his head: "I'm angry."

"I'm not angry, then, we were just a little anxious that day." Xie Muran opened the door suddenly, He Zishu was startled, turned his head to look, Xie Muran's eyes were red.

He walked towards He Zishu, sat beside him, lowered his head, and couldn't stop his voice from choking: "I'm not angry, never, I'm just a little anxious and a little scared."

"You fell in Twilight, we thought it was the same as before, it was because you didn't want to come back, you also lost your memory, you don't remember anything, only Brother Xia and the others..."

Xie Muran spoke word by word, He Zishu listened to each word.

In the past three years, it doesn't matter whether it's a mistake or a muddle.

If they are not artists, not in the entertainment industry, maybe after a few meetings, the misunderstanding will be gone.

But, they are in this circle, and many things are procrastinating, and they completely lose control.

He is not innocent, has lost a lot, and has learned a lot.

Fortunately, although I ran slowly, even after three years, I still ran towards them.

"Happy birthday." Lu Jin said with a deep smile.

He Zishu looked over, and after a while, he also smiled: "Well, happy birthday."

After zero o'clock, the birthday is over.

But this birthday gift, which was two hours late and many years late, was enough.

The author has something to say: Since then, Zishu has had two birthdays.