The difficult love of traffic niche

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"Our Yuan'er has really grown up." Wang Junkai looked at him, holding back a sentence that seemed to be a sigh.

"..."

"Wang Junkai, you are old!"

Wang Yuan freed his left hand, pinched the man's chin with his thumb and index finger, and tilted his head to look at the face in front of him.

"...But it hasn't become ugly," the fingers slowly moved upwards, touching the corners of the mouth, the tip of the nose, and the cheekbones until the end of the eyes stopped, feeling the real feeling of the skin caressing transmitted to the fingertips, and there seemed to be the same heat slowly in the bottom of my heart. Comes out slowly and spreads out gradually.

Wang Yuan simply covered the eyes of the person below him with his palm, lowered his head, and whispered in his ear with a low pitch that made his heart beat faster.

"Hey, Old Wang... actually miss you a lot..."

The setting sun took away the last ray of light, and there was almost no light in the house.And in the darkness, there seems to be a kind of magical power slowly growing, pampering the emotions and arousing the most unreachable desire in the bottom of my heart.

Wang Junkai felt that his ears became extremely sensitive in an instant, even the eardrums were clamoring and refused to rest, the world seemed to be silent again, an invisible barrier isolated the outside world one by one, and he could only hear the drum-like rhythm in his chest becoming more and more clear.

His eyes were covered, but his sense of touch became more and more sensitive.Wang Junkai stretched out his hand based on his feeling, slowly groped for the head of the person beside him, patted it lightly, and slowly stroked the back of the person's head close to him.He rested his chin on his warm neck and found a comfortable angle to lean against.The lower lip slid across the man's hot earlobe, Wang Junkai took a deep breath, and hugged him even harder.

In the first few years since his debut, as a teenage idol, the media always followed him and Wang Yuan and the others to care about the issue of puppy love. Even the seniors in the industry like to make fun of things, and he has a way every time he is asked To cope with the standard answer, but Wang Yuan's response is ever-changing.

Once, the senior joked with them in private: "If you want to fall in love at this age, you can do it. As long as you are careful, how can so many people know?"

I just remember that there was no camera on the side at that time, Wang Junkai was more relaxed, and he did not use the tone of dealing with the media, and said frankly: "We are fine now, we don't need to find someone to fall in love with, there is no need for that." Turning around Looking at Wang Yuan, I saw that he just smiled casually and changed the subject, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone in the world knows that young people don't know sorrow, and they want to talk about it, but few people can tell clearly about themselves, where the love starts, and where it goes.

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"Old Wang, let's cook." Wang Yuan stood up, grabbed Wang Junkai's wrist, and dragged his paralyzed body on the floor, "I can finally have a good meal!" Thinking of getting rid of the tragic fate of instant food, While talking, Wang Yuan couldn't help laughing and narrowed his eyes.

The blush on Wang Junkai's face was still there, and his tone was extraordinarily doting: "What do you want to eat, tell me." He walked into the kitchen and saw a full set of clean and brand-new pots and pans, and a box of open bubbles under his feet. In front of him, he sighed silently in his heart, and was about to speak when he saw that person also rushing into the kitchen.Wang Yuan was carrying a plastic bag filled with water, and there was a alive and kicking fish in it, with a smug expression on his face.

"I fished, am I very good!"

Wang Junkai took the fish with one hand, couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's great." He quickly reached out and touched Wang Yuan's chin, and immediately stepped to the cooking table, turned around and started cooking.The night wind blew past, and there was an unconcealable tenderness on his face.

Southwestern Sichuan and Chongqing have always had an open folk style, and most boys are willing to wash their hands and make soup for their family and close friends. Although there are mostly small men in mountain cities, they have always been well-known for their pain.

Wang Yuan leaned leisurely against the door of the kitchen, admiring the scene of the man turning into the husband of the family.It was rare that the fish caught this time could come in handy, and he slowly approached the man while gnawing on an apple.

Wang Junkai is seriously competing with the fish by the pool, cleaning, descaling, and slicing. The fish is delicious, but the cooking process is also worry-free.After some skilled movements, put the plated raw fish into the steamer, press a few keys, and you're done.

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Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind, and then he heard a familiar voice coming from his ear: "...Old Wang, why are you so virtuous?"

"..."

Wang Yuan didn't move in this position, and couldn't help flirting again.

"Family old man, huh?"

"..."

In front of Wang Junkai is a steamer operating at high temperature, and the digital display on the LCD screen shows the gradual increase in temperature.He collected himself and really wanted to turn around, but the person behind him didn't give him this chance.Before he had time to struggle, Wang Junkai felt a strong pinch on his waist, and when he turned around, the instigator had already run away and disappeared.

In a happy mood, Wang Yuan walked directly to the piano room, skipped the piano and computer, picked up the guitar in the corner, sat down on the chair, and slowly plucked the strings.

Wang Junkai, who had just washed his hands, took off his apron and heard familiar music playing. He followed the sound and entered the room. Shed feel.

Seeing the person coming, Wang Yuan continued playing without pausing, the melody was soft and melodious, and seemed to have the power to inspire people, it was a piece he had never heard before.

Until the end of the song, Wang Yuan put down the guitar, looked up at Wang Junkai, and asked seriously: "Do you feel better?

"..."

Wang Junkai suddenly understood, is he still worried about himself who is too involved in the show? ... A little bit of warmth came to his heart, and he said: "It's okay, I used to listen to music to relax before, and it will be fine after a while..." Recalling Wang Yuan's impromptu playing just now, he couldn't help asking Said: "This song is very nice, did you write it yourself?"

"Yeah, whatever you want to hear, I will give you live performances at any time without charging."

Seeing that the person gradually became clear and recovered, it seemed that he was really gradually getting out of the haze of the role, Wang Yuan finally suppressed the worries in his heart slowly.

On the contrary, Wang Junkai turned his head and slowly looked at the small music workshop. When he walked to the glass cabinet, he saw the familiar music box as soon as he turned his head. Starlight...

"You still have this?"

Following his gaze, Wang Yuan saw that it was a birthday gift from many years ago, and it is still well preserved. The retro shape with the horn at that time, he couldn't put it down when he saw it, and the bits and pieces of the past seemed to be still in front of his eyes.

Wang Junkai glanced at it, and suddenly made a new discovery. The ukulele in front of him was almost exactly the same as the birthday present in his own family.After looking carefully, I saw the words "R2017" engraved in an inconspicuous corner.

"Yuaner?"

"...Actually, I made two at that time, hehe, I didn't expect that!"

It was from that year that they got together less and separated more. In the first year when they set up their own studios, they were tired of various solo announcements and commercial performances. They were separated for a long time and their relationship began to undergo subtle changes.

Surprisingly, at the moment of birthday, the presents they prepared for each other had an unspeakable tacit understanding-music box and ukulele, and the birthday greetings seemed to be a secret signal, hiding the love that belongs to you and me. Undeclared determination.

——"Sing your voice to the whole world!"

——"Sing well, sing the best song for everyone!"