The difficult love of traffic niche

There were some sounds of clothes rubbing beside him, and Wang Junkai suddenly realized that most of his vision was blocked by a figure.

Without warning, there is a soft feeling on the lips, which is released at the touch.

Caught off guard, he stretched out his hand unconsciously and grabbed Wang Yuan's sleeve.

And the man paused, then turned his head and approached him, bit his lower lip lightly, and then whispered in his ear: "That's it..."

Before Wang Junkai could react to the meaning of these words, he only felt the touch on his lips come again, this time it was menacing, and he no longer tasted it lightly.The wet touch swam and turned all the way, and tried to penetrate along the gap, blending with him in the warm depth.

Surrounded by an extremely familiar atmosphere, Wang Junkai was unable to think any more.Breathing quickly, he couldn't help going up to him, raised his hand to press Wang Yuan's back of the neck, and pressed him tightly against him.

As if thousands of trials had been carried out in memory, this sudden intimacy pried open the door called restraint, and the longing hidden in the bottom of my heart overflowed little by little, and was finally released.

Taking advantage of the dim light of the theater to calm down and breathe, Wang Junkai remembered the words he had just heard in a daze, and couldn't help asking the people around him: "You just... just like this, what do you mean?"

Wang Yuan didn't turn his head, but looked at the big screen that was playing, narrowed his eyes slyly, but there was a heart-throbbing halo reflected in his eyes.

He could only hear him say in a breathy voice: "...the feeling of kissing, that's it."

They left the scene before the end of the film. When Wang Junkai came back from the bathroom, he saw two young girls surrounded by Wang Yuan from a distance, looking very excited.Wang Yuan seemed to have said something, waved his hand at them, and immediately walked away.

Wang Yuan walked out of the theater entrance and saw Wang Junkai waiting aside. He walked up a few steps and said with a smile on his lips, "Wang Junkai! It's a good thing you weren't there just now. God, someone recognized me just now... No Thinking about how people still remember me after so many years..."

"Then what did you tell them?" Wang Junkai couldn't help asking.

"...Let's say you are mistaken, I am not Wang Yuan, hahahaha..."

Wang Junkai: "..."

Nanbin Road in the middle of the night has a rare tranquility, and the street lamps that stay on all night elongate the sparse figures on the street infinitely.

The two figures were walking slowly by the river, and they heard the sound of the waves, which made this moment a bit more peaceful.

The person next to him was thinking about something, bit his lip and struggled a while, then stretched out his right hand after a while, silently reached into Wang Yuan's pocket, and grasped the curled palm in the pocket.Feeling the cold skin approaching, Wang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, and without saying anything, he simply stretched out his palm and clasped his ten fingers.

The hands that had been seen and held countless times before, suddenly had a new experience at this moment.Gently scratching the sensitive palm with the slender fingertips, he felt the pulse hidden deep in the skin was still beating briskly, which reminded Wang Yuan of the unexpected intimate contact half an hour ago.

He once thought that if something was lost, it would be impossible to regain it. In those days when he was alone, he felt more than once that he had nothing to hold on to, and nothing to give up.

Maybe it was God's favor, maybe it was a tacit understanding, which gave him another chance to start again.After crossing this invisible threshold, when I think of those youthful and lonely years in the past, it seems that I have armor and weaknesses. On the road ahead, in the invisible scenery, they will continue to emerge. It is quietly brewing for a certain moment of eruption.

...It turned out that they had missed so much time and waiting.Wang Yuan clenched the hand in his pocket, he was silently firm in his heart, and from now on, he would never let go easily again.

Keep going, keep going.

Life is so long, but happiness is so limited, there are some things, how will you know the result if you don't try it.

It was almost early morning, Nanbin Park was no longer noisy during the day, but shrouded in thick night, the road was so empty that one could hear the echo of one's own footsteps.Occasionally, there were a few motor sounds of drag racers in the distance, which disappeared without a trace in a turn of the head, and the riverside quickly returned to tranquility.

The two stopped on the walking path by the river, leaned against the fence, and quietly looked at the lights of Wanjia on the other side.Just like countless tourists pass by on weekdays, they will be attracted by the night scenes on both sides of the Yangtze River and stop to appreciate, indulging in the thrilling beauty of the mountain city.

From the moment he left the cinema, Wang Junkai felt as if something was blocked in his heart.The night wind blew a little bit of coolness, and he looked at the neon lights on the other side, but his vision was a little blurred.Finally, I heard myself speak softly.

"Wang Yuaner"

"Ok?"

"...You, have you ever regretted it?"

"What happened back then, if, I mean, if you didn't go to the United States, if you didn't leave this circle and continue filming...you can have everything I have now, and you will only do better than me." Wang Junkai said silently Smiling, "You're not here, those titles and awards, I have to think about it by myself, it's really boring..."

The corner of Wang Yuan's mouth opened into a smile, but he replied with seriousness in his eyes: "Of course, it would be a lie to say that I have no regrets."

Looking at the faintly visible neon lights of buildings in the distance, he slowly confided his memories of the past.

"...Actually, there were almost no fan media in my sophomore year. I was secretly happy for a while, and felt that I finally got the freedom I wanted..."

"But when the peaceful days passed by repeatedly every day, I was a little panicked. What am I? Sometimes when I look at the classmates walking on campus, or even whoever is on the road, I suddenly realize that I am actually not the same as them. There's no real difference."

"...Am I TFBoys Wang Yuan, or a student Wang Yuan? Without the audience and the lights on, I'm just an ordinary person, a person named Wang Yuan who is no different from passers-by... During that time, I seriously thought about it. Did I make a mistake in my choice to quit at the beginning, or was I simply inseparable from vanity."

"Yuaner..."

Wang Yuan laughed mockingly, and there seemed to be some kind of firmness in his eyes, and he said again: "I shut myself in the piano room all day long, not going anywhere, and I desperately composed music, wrote songs, and played the piano... those in the past, I No more, no more.”

"One day I suddenly figured it out. I, it's just me...Wang Yuan, only I can decide how to write it in the future."

Wang Junkai held his somewhat cold hand, and said with distress in his tone, "Why didn't you tell me, and suffer like this alone?"

"What's the use of telling you, you're so busy." Wang Yuan's eyes flashed a little hesitation, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, "...the so-called friends in the circle and seniors I made before have already deleted me. .Probably in their eyes, I am already a worthless person."

Hearing this, Wang Junkai couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and finally understood where the neglect he had received in the past five years came from.He said bitterly: "...that's why you abandoned me? Don't answer the phone, don't reply to the message, do you think I'm the same as those snobbish people?"

Wang Yuan leaned on the railing, turned around and faced the person next to him: "Wang Junkai, I know you're not." He looked into his eyes, "It's because I don't have confidence in myself."

"..."

"Do you know that feeling? It's like being locked out of the house on a snowy day without even a warm jacket... I tried to run, but I had no direction at all. I didn't dare to look back. I also Don't know where to go."

"At that time, I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, even you would..."

Wang Junkai suddenly leaned over and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

"...you won't be alone anymore."

Two figures of similar height leaned close together, feeling each other's warm bodies in this cold midnight, feeling this embrace that seemed to be overdue for many years.

"Not now, nor in the future." Wang Junkai said, his arms tightened again, as if he wanted to stuff him into his heart. If he could, he really wanted to put his heart into that person's right now. before.

"I promised you, we still have many decades, we have a long, long future."