Your cps are together

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wen Ning left the company alone as usual, and parted with the trainees at the door of the dance studio. In the first few days after Wen Ning left, the trainees would still say something bitter, but now no one is bitter.

"Actually, he's quite easy to get along with, and he doesn't have the airs of being the boss of my second child."

"It won't hurt people with yin and yang."

The trainees walked to the dormitory while talking next to each other.

Zheng He was walking next to Jiang Heng, the two were at the end of the trainees, Zheng He asked in a low voice: "Brother Heng, are you..."

Jiang Heng pursed his lips: "What is it?"

Zheng He: "Hey, that's all. How long have we known each other? I don't know how little you think? Just tell me if you have a crush."

Jiang Heng looked forward: "He is straight."

Zheng He: "How do you know? Did you ask?"

Jiang Heng's voice became lower: "I asked, he came to be a trainee because of Zheng Xiao."

Zheng He froze, he couldn't move, what Jiang Heng said was incredible!

Wen Ning is only eighteen, and Zheng Xiao is 36!This age does not match!Although true love's age is not a problem, Zheng He still received a huge shock.

He hurriedly followed Jiang Heng's footsteps, stretched out his hands to pick at his temples in embarrassment, and then patted Jiang Heng's shoulder: "My condolences."

Jiang Heng scolded annoyed in a low voice: "Why am I so sad? Go back to bed early, what is your mind full of?"

Zheng He: "Aren't I worried that you will die alone?"

Jiang Heng said indifferently: "Then you should worry more about yourself. When was the last time you called your girlfriend?"

Zheng He said with a sad face: "Hey, she...I...hey!"

Zheng He couldn't tell why, the relationship between the two of them was not so easy to explain.

Jiang Heng didn't ask, and the two walked back to the dormitory.

Wen Ning opened his eyes wide to look for a car at the entrance of the company. There were many cars parked on the street outside the entrance, and there were also many black SUVs. When Wen Ning couldn't find it and was about to call Lu Huansheng, a man across the street The car blinked twice, and the driver's window was rolled down. Wen Ning waved vigorously to Lu Huansheng who was sitting in the car, and then walked more than half a street across the sidewalk.

Originally, Wen Ning wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but when he opened the door, he suddenly had doubts, then withdrew his hand, and opened the rear door again.

After a day of training, Wen Ning also sweated a lot. Xiao Xiannan didn't want Lu Huansheng to smell his sweat.

Wen Ning got into the car and fastened his seat belt before saying, "Uncle Lu, thank you for coming to pick me up."

Lu Huansheng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He showed no expression, and said after starting the car, "You don't need to be so polite."

Wen Ning: "I want it, I want it!"

Wen Ning's hair was a little wet, he wiped his hair and brushed it to the back of his head.

Lu Huansheng glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and suddenly asked, "Why did you dye your hair this color?"

It is said to be silver, which is a lighter gray color. If there is no gloss, the so-called gold and silver are yellow and gray. Just like the printing industry, there are only hot stamping and silver hot stamping. Printing alone cannot print these two colors.

Wen Ning's hair is soft, and when the sun and lights shine on it, the strands of hair flow slightly, which is a beautiful silver color.

When there is no strong light, it is just light gray.

Wen Ning: "Second brother asked a hair stylist to dye it for me. He said this color suits me."

Wen Ershao himself is dissolute and loves freedom, and he can't bear to see his beloved younger brother being raised so well. Since his younger brother's personality can't be changed, he can still change his hairstyle and color.

When Wen Ning talked about this, he said happily, "Second brother hasn't been home for a long time, and when he heard that I was going back to China, he went home to see me."

Lu Huansheng smiled: "You brothers have a good relationship."

Wen Ning: "When I was young, my elder brother and second elder brother spent more time with me, and my parents were very busy."

He heard from the housekeeper that when he was a child, he called his eldest brother Dad, but his parents were very sad when they found out.

But even though they were sad, they didn't let go of what they were doing and go back to take him.

Fate is always fair, and no one's life can truly be called perfect.

Wen Ning suddenly asked: "Uncle Lu, where is your father's order?"

Lu Huansheng's hand holding the steering wheel was tight, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, but his voice was very cold, without a trace of emotion: "Dead."

Wen Ning's eyes widened, his lips trembling anxiously: "I don't know... I didn't do it on purpose, I..."

Lu Huansheng suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, the company didn't write this matter on my information. They have been dead for more than ten or twenty years. The past is not a scar."

If it was another person, Wen Ning might still comfort him.

But now he was quiet and didn't say a word.

Some things are said more calmly, the more serious the injury.

Lu Huansheng didn't continue to talk about this topic. He opened the car window, and the wind came in from the window. Wen Ning leaned on the back of the chair. For some reason, Wen Ning suddenly felt that Lu Huansheng's heart should be bitter.

It's just that he has been suffering for too long, and he may not be aware of it.

When passing by the city center, Wen Ning raised his head and looked at Lu Huansheng's face on the billboard. This is Lu Huansheng's endorsement brand, an international men's high-end order, and Lu Huansheng is the only spokesperson in the Asia-Pacific region. Lu Huansheng is wearing a dark red suit on the billboard , lying down on the flannel sofa, alone, with nothing around him.

High end, refined, expensive.

Wen Ning stared blankly until the billboard left his sight.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot, and Wen Ning followed behind Lu Huansheng. He looked like a child who had done something wrong. Only then did he sigh lightly: "Xiao Ning, don't take the problem on yourself."

Wen Ning said in a muffled voice, "I said something wrong, it's my fault."

Lu Huansheng pursed his lips: "It has nothing to do with you. How old were you when they died? It's not because of you. Let's go and go back."

Just as Lu Huansheng was walking, Wen Ning suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Huansheng's clothes.

Lu Huansheng stopped, Wen Ning looked up, his eyes were full of concern and self-blame, and he whispered, "Uncle Lu, don't be sad, we still love you."

Lu Huansheng's heart was as indifferent as a wasteland, but at this time, an unremarkable seed was suddenly planted in this wasteland.

Lu Huansheng's eyes softened involuntarily, and he took Wen Ning's hand holding his clothes, his strength was very light, and his movements were gentle: "Go back, you are tired today, go to bed early."

Wen Ning nodded and obediently followed.

After returning home, Wen Ning went to take a bath first, while Lu Huansheng sat on the sofa and read the script. He has already accepted Director Chen's next film and is just waiting to sign the contract after the investment is in place. He invested more than 6000 for this film himself. [-], Dinghua invested [-] million, which is considered a big investment.

Even if it is for himself not to lose money, Lu Huansheng has to figure out every scene.

But next to his ears was the sound of water running in the bathroom, and he couldn't read the script no matter what.

Lu Huansheng put down the script and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water.

He hadn't thought about his parents for a long time.

He seemed to have crossed the boundless sea of ​​suffering, and the past disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

If his life is written as a script, it may also be full of absurdity.

It's just that you can't look back at the past. Lu Huansheng leaned on the sofa and looked up at the chandelier above his head. The lights were bright and bright, as if they could dispel the darkness and haze in the room.

Wen Ning was soaking in the bathtub, and felt that his brain must be broken. He had watched all the talk shows and interviews related to Lu Huansheng, but he had never heard Lu Huansheng mention his parents. If he was more careful, he would think a little more Some people will definitely avoid this question, but he actually asked it himself.

Wen Ning sat up, hugged his knees, and rested his chin on them.

He deeply introspected, and felt that he was too self-righteous. He was obviously just a little fan who used his previous generation's relationship to live in the idol's house, but he thought that he had become the idol's friend, so he became outspoken.

But maybe it was because he was too tired during the day, Wen Ning reflected for a while, tilted his head, and fell asleep in the bathtub.

The bathtub is at a constant temperature, so the water will never get cold. Wen Ning soaked in the water, and slept very restlessly, with his brows furrowed and his lips tight.

"Xiao Ning?" Lu Huansheng stood at the door of the bathroom. He knocked on the door of the bathroom, but he didn't hear back for a long time.

It had been an hour since Wen Ning took a bath, and Lu Huansheng knocked on the door twice, and his voice suddenly became much louder: "Wen Ning!"

There was still no movement inside.

Fortunately, Wen Ning was not in the habit of locking the door. Lu Huansheng pulled the doorknob, and the bathroom door was pushed open by him.

The bathroom in Lu Huansheng's house is large, and the bathtub is also large. Wen Ning's head rests on the pillow in the front of the bathtub, but his body is hidden behind the bathtub wall. Wen Ning's hair is soaked by water. people in the painting.

"Wen Ning?" Lu Huansheng lowered his voice unconsciously.

However, Wen Ning still didn't answer. He was in a deep sleep, so Lu Huansheng could only walk over.

Lu Huansheng's mind suddenly popped up two words that he didn't know where to read——

"He is like a blurred dream in summer."

"It can't stand the wind, it can't stand the sun, it's so fragile that it disappears without a trace when touched lightly."

Lu Huansheng stood by the bathtub. He looked at Wen Ning's face and Wen Ning's frown. He sighed slightly, and stretched out his hand to wake Wen Ning up.

However, before his hands touched Wen Ning's skin, they were wrapped in warm water.

Lu Huansheng suddenly stopped moving. He maintained a bent posture. After a few seconds, his fingers finally touched Wen Ning's shoulder. Wen Ning finally woke up, he opened his eyes in a daze, and the second he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Huansheng's face.

The bathroom is filled with water mist, blocking this small space from the outside world.

Wen Ning quickly reached out to cover his important parts, and then showed a silly smile to Lu Huansheng, but soon he remembered what he had asked wrong before taking a bath, and the smile on his face restrained again.

This expression became very subtle, and Lu Huansheng suddenly showed a smile, that smile was extremely gentle, he reached out and rubbed Wen Ning's hair: "Wipe it clean."

Wen Ning nodded, looking carefully at Lu Huansheng from the corner of his eye.

Lu Huansheng: "I'm not angry with you, children, don't think so much."

Wen Ning put his legs up, and when he remembered that he had just been stared at by Brother Lu, he felt ashamed. If there was a shell, he would have retracted into his shell by now, but he still corrected in a low voice: "I'm not young anymore, I'm eighteen, and I'm an adult."

"As an adult, you have to be responsible for what you say." Wen Ning's voice was a little fluttering, not decisive at all.

Lu Huansheng turned around. He knew that Wen Ning was embarrassed, but Wen Ning didn't know it. Not only his face and ears were red, but his body was also red. Lu Huansheng said in a deep voice, "I'll go out first, clean up yourself, remember Dry your hair."

Wen Ning's hair was softly attached to his cheek, and he whispered, "Okay."

Lu Huansheng walked out of the bathroom. He returned to the living room, stood in front of the coffee table, picked up the water glass that had been placed on the coffee table, and drank slowly.

But after drinking a glass of water, Lu Huansheng still felt thirsty. He walked to the kitchen and took another glass of water.

He sat back on the sofa again, sitting upright.

It's like turning into a statue.

Wen Ning came out after tidying himself up in the bathroom. His hair had just been dried, and there was still some moisture. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, so he could only whisper, "Uncle Lu, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Lu Huansheng didn't turn his head: "Go."

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the room in two or three steps. After the door was closed, he leaned against the wall weakly, covering his face with his hands.

He slid down slowly and sat on the carpet, with only one thought in his mind - he was seen by Brother Lu.

The only habit is that he doesn't have a hobby of eating buffet in the shower, otherwise, if he salutes Brother Lu, he will really be ashamed to live here any longer.

Wen Ning's face was hot, and he covered his head with a quilt after lying down.

Just now was the time when he consciously started to lose face.

He suffered from insomnia for most of the night, and when he got up in the morning, he looked haggard, and he ran away to the company without even eating two bites.

Only Lu Huansheng sat in his seat, eating breakfast slowly.

In the vocal music class in the morning, Wen Ning was always distracted. Fortunately, his level was always higher than other trainees, and the teacher also turned a blind eye. After class at noon, Wen Ning was still sitting in the classroom in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Zheng He leaned over, "Is your confession rejected, or have you been dumped?"

Wen Ning raised his head and looked at Zheng He in confusion: "What?"

Zheng He: "You haven't been energetic this morning, what's the matter? If you have anything on your mind, just say it, it will make you feel better."

Wen Ning pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "I have a friend who lives with someone he likes, but because he fell asleep in the bath, the person he likes went to the bathroom to wake him up..."

Zheng He exaggeratedly asked: "Have you been seen?"

Wen Ning's ears were red again, he looked at Zheng He helplessly: "He is very embarrassed now, he doesn't know how to face that person, what should we do in this situation?"

Zheng He blinked, cleared his throat, and with an expression of "I never knew your friend was you", he said considerately and gently like a big brother, "Your friend is a boy, right?"

Wen Ning nodded.

Zheng He: "The person he likes is a girl?"

Wen Ning: "No, it's also a man."

Zheng He looked horrified: "No, don't you like Zheng Xiao?"

Wen Ning was also dumbfounded, and said for no reason: "I like Sister Zheng, but does this matter?"

Zheng He was dizzy, he reasoned in his mind for a long time, and finally settled on the answer - Wen Ning is bisexual.

She is also a bisexual who has a crush on Zheng Xiao and lives with the boy she likes.

Zheng He stared at the ceiling speechlessly, this world is too exciting.

His little heart couldn't bear it.

Wen Ning saw that Zheng He's expression was wrong, and couldn't understand why, so he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Is it wrong that I like Sister Zheng? She takes good care of me, just like a sister."

Zheng He: "You, don't you have a crush on her?"

Wen Ning was taken aback. He didn't expect Zheng He to associate the word "like" with "secret love". He hurriedly clarified: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zheng He breathed a sigh of relief: "Then the one who lives with you, do you also like it as a brother?"

Wen Ning nodded seriously: "Yes."

"He is my idol!"

Zheng He: "..."

"Then why are you embarrassed, why are you blushing? Isn't it just being watched by a man?"

Zheng He sighed: "Did you take a bath with your brother?"

Wen Ning thought about it seriously: "I washed it before I was ten years old."

Zheng He: "My family is in the north. I often go to the bathhouse to take a bath. There are old men in it. What's the matter? He has what you have, and you don't have what he doesn't. What age is this, and you are not a little girl."

Wen Ning: "That's what I said, but I just feel very embarrassed. I didn't dare to look at his face when I went out this morning."

Wen Ning's words suddenly stopped, and he whispered: "It's not me, it's my friend, my friend told me so."

Zheng He patted Wen Ning's shoulder with a sigh: "I understand everything, I understand everything, my friend is me, and I have many good friend series."

Then Zheng He lowered his voice: "Then what, I'll ask you a question, if you don't want to answer it, forget it."

Wen Ning: "Just ask."

Zheng He asked mysteriously, "Do you like boys or girls?"

Wen Ning didn't even think about it: "I don't know."

Zheng He was dumbfounded: "You don't even know this?"

Wen Ning said seriously: "I haven't met anyone who I want to be with for the rest of my life. Only when I meet that day will I know whether I like a boy or a girl."

Zheng He: "...."

Zheng He did not give up: "Then what do you think of homosexuality?"

Wen Ning: "Sexual orientation is a very personal matter and does not require outsiders' opinions."

Come on, it's like saying nothing.

But Zheng He's small calculations have already begun.

He smiled and said, "Then I'm going to the cafeteria, let's go first."

Wen Ning waved to him: "Okay, goodbye."

Zheng He hurried to the cafeteria, he must share the news with Jiang Heng.

After he joined the company, Jiang Heng has been taking care of him. Although Jiang Heng looks fierce, he is very kind to the people around him. Moreover, Jiang Heng is curvy, born, and very thorough. During this time, Zheng He watched In his eyes, of course he could see Jiang Heng's specialness towards Wen Ning.

Originally, they all thought that Wen Ning had a crush on Zheng Xiao and came to the company because of Zheng Xiao.

Since it was a misunderstanding, does that mean that Brother Heng still has a chance?

Love is something that if you don't grasp it well when it comes, it will soon slip through your fingers like quicksand.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.