I hate seeing the facade

Yu Rong had a dream.

He dreamed that he was standing in front of the glass window of the aquarium, with mottled light blue light and shadows floating on the ground, and standing inside the glass window was a very big and white polar bear.

It took a walk in a naive manner, and then slowly stepped into the pool, rolling awkwardly in the water, it was so carefree.

Yu Rong watched intently.

"Don't be angry, Xiaorong."

Someone behind her gently touched his head. "They will definitely find time next time to come to the aquarium with us."

Yu Rong turned around and found that the man was Liang Ting who was smiling.

Yu Rong actually wanted to tell Liang Ting that he didn't really care, and it didn't matter whether they came to see it or not, he really didn't care.

But before he could say anything, he found that although Liang Ting was looking at him with a smile, his expression was filled with pity and heartache.

Liang Ting was feeling sorry for himself.

Yu Tong touched his face in a daze.

He realized that his face was covered with cold tears.

Then Yu Rong woke up.

He had a headache that exploded, a throbbing stabbing pain, and his mind was blank—he only remembered that he was drunk and vomited yesterday, and he had no memory of what happened next.

Raising his head drowsily, Yu Rong was slightly startled, realizing that he was not in his dormitory.

The next second, Fang Yiran came out of the bathroom with his disheveled hair and a buzzing electric toothbrush in his mouth.

The two stared at each other in silence for five seconds.

"You calm down first."

Fang Yiran swallowed the foam in his mouth, and frantically raised his mobile phone, "We are going to record a variety show at 10:30 today."

Yu Rong glanced blankly at the time above.

9 points.

Yu Rong finally wore Fang Yiran's clothes to record a variety show.

Time did not allow him to take the elevator upstairs to find clothes to dress himself up, so Fang Yiran rummaged through the box and found him his own sweater and pants.

Yu Rong silently looked at the messy graffiti on the hoodie and the holes in his trousers, lost in thought.

"Just let it go." Fang Yiran said coyly, "My sweater is at least from Balenciaga. It's better to be ugly than to be late."

Yu Rong finally gritted his teeth and put on the braces. The cropped trousers fit him perfectly, but the sweater was too big, which made him feel oversized.

The two of them didn't have time to communicate more, so they washed up and tidied up quickly, then went downstairs and got into the car.The makeup artist lady put on makeup for them in the car.

"Why is your upper lip a little swollen?"

The young lady held up a lip brush and asked Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran touched his mouth subconsciously, he was a little confused at first, but after a few seconds he suddenly realized.

He cast a cool glance at Yu Rong beside him.

Yu Rong looked at him inexplicably——that obviously he didn't remember anything.

It's okay, I bit me like a puppy yesterday, and I forgot about it when I woke up.

Fang Yiran was heartbroken to death.

"I've been on fire recently."

Fang Yiran smiled and fooled around.

The makeup artist lady nodded knowingly, carried the box and continued to apply makeup to others.

Yu Rong frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. He slowly squirmed centimeter by centimeter, and moved to Fang Yiran's side silently.

Yu Rong lowered his voice: "Why am I in your dormitory?"

Fang Yiran was open-minded.

"You're completely drunk, and I don't have the key to your dormitory. Sun Hua and the others are still having fun at their wedding. Where else can I go except my dormitory."

This sentence is the truth.

"Don't worry, you will fall asleep when you return to my dormitory." Fang Yiran continued nonchalantly.

This sentence is outrageously false.

Yu Rong really didn't have much memory of last night. He choked on Fang Yiran. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he couldn't say anything for a while.

The car was driving smoothly, Fang Yiran looked out the window and closed his eyes tiredly.

He had been thinking about things all night last night, reliving what Yu Rong said sentence by sentence in his mind, and found that the misunderstanding between the two of them was not just one star or two.

For example, practice dancing.

Fang Yiran never reprimanded Yu Rong before because he didn't dare. Yu Rong was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he joined the group. Fang Yiran felt that teenagers were so sensitive. What can I do if the flowers are frightened and wilted.

Facts have proved that Yu Rong is indeed quite sensitive.

It's just that he completely misunderstood Fang Yiran's behavior, thinking that Fang Yiran's indifference was because he didn't bother to teach himself, and he was excluding himself who had just joined the group.

Fang Yiran is wronged.

He wished he could go back in time, go back to four years ago, grab Yu Rong's ear and scold him for a while, maybe there are not so many things now.

There is also the matter of sitting far away to eat.

Fang Yiran has nothing to say, with that watchful look in your eyes at that time, how could I have the guts to sit with you, my ancestor?

At that time, Yu Rong's eyes were always cold and swishing, looking at him as if he was facing a big enemy.Fang Yiran is not a fool, so why should he look for suspicion with a shy face?

Fang Yiran can understand how these misunderstandings come from.

The only problem now is the unknown words mentioned by Yu Rong: those words that Fang Yiran himself has no impression of at all.

What on earth did I say to make Yu Rong hold his grudge until now, even when he was insane, he kept silent.

Fang Yiran really didn't have any thoughts.

He sighed, closed his eyes and tried to rest his mind, but found that his heart could not calm down at all.

The variety show that Fang Yiran and the others are going to record today is a bit interesting.

This is a room escape program. The set planning of the program group is very good. There is a fixed mc, and every episode is full of highlights.

In this issue, they invited Fang Yiran and his group and two other female artists as guests. Fang Yiran took a quick look and found that one of the girls looked familiar.

Fang Yiran pondered for a long time, then remembered.

This pretty cute little girl, isn't she the web drama actress who sat at the table with them at the banquet last night, the one with sticky false eyelashes, what's her name...

Fang Yiran glanced at the sign on her chest, oh, Jiang Qingli, it's quite a mouthful.

As soon as the program came up, the lottery began to be divided into groups. Fang Yiran, Yu Rongyu and Jiang Qingli were in the group, and Andy Sun Hua was in the group with another female guest and mc.

"I am Fang Yiran, the captain of Y179, and this is Yu Ronghe Yu Jingliang."

After thinking for a while, Fang Yiran took the initiative to go forward and shake hands with Jiang Qingli.

After all, the three of them are acquaintances. If the girl feels embarrassed and cannot let go, the effect of the show may not be ideal.

Jiang Qingli seemed to be distracted, she gave an ah, shook Fang Yiran's hand back, and then greeted Yu Rongyu Jingliang.

However, Fang Yiran keenly noticed that when Jiang Qingli was shaking hands with him, he secretly glanced at Yu Rong who was beside him.

So Fang Yiran kept an eye out.

Then the more he observed, the more he felt something was wrong.

Jiang Qingli's eyes would always fall on Yu Rong first, then shift to Fang Yiran pretending to be inadvertent, and then suddenly return to Yu Rong.

Back and forth, tirelessly.

Moreover, the emotion in her eyes was very strange, like a little shock, but more of an uncontrollable excitement.

....What's wrong with this little girl.

Fang Yiran pondered all the way but didn't have a clue, when he came back to his senses, the group of them had been brought into a small warehouse.

Before Fang Yiran had time to observe, the next second, the warehouse door was tightly closed.

It was pitch black all around, and the air was slightly damp and cold, only the red light on the camera body flickered slightly in the darkness.

All four of them were dumbfounded.

"Huh? Have you started recording?"

It was Yu Jingliang's voice.

"It's a bit too dark..."

Jiang Qingli's voice was even trembling slightly.

It's not darkness, it's the complete lack of light.

Fang Yiran was very convinced by the arrangement of the program group. He stretched out his hands and groped slowly, hoping to at least find the wall as a support point first.

This action was so stupid that Fang Yiran felt like a young blind singer.

Then his hand touched another cold hand.

Darkness begets the unknown, and the unknown begets fear.

So Fang Yiran screamed out directly.

Full of energy, resounding through the sky, loud and rough.

"..."

A few seconds later, Yu Rong's clear voice rang in Fang Yiran's ear.

"Shut up, it's me."

He sounded a little helpless.

The author says:

Fang Yiran: The best way to eliminate fear is to face it, Ollie! (Shakes Yu Rongrong's hand violently)