My language is the anchor

The scandal was only a month old, and it quieted down.The two protagonists in the scandal distanced themselves from each other in the first week, for no reason, as if they should do so, in the second week they would chat about business affairs in the presence of others, and in the third week they would chat occasionally in the tea room A few words, but both of them know that the distance has formed invisible.The two didn't intentionally draw each other closer, some relationships were broken, and they couldn't go back, and rebuilding wouldn't be the original intimacy and ambiguity.

Zhao Xicheng clearly knew that Han Wuyu would not be his buddy, and Han Wuyu seemed to understand it too. Just as it is rare for men and women to have pure friendship in the world outside the circle, there are also rare pure friendships in the circle.With a kind of magic called the passage of time, the two gradually found a way to get along with each other in a balanced and acceptable way after two or three months.

Zhao Xicheng walked out from the deputy manager's office, and put away the unacceptable job transfer letter in his hand.

Again, again, failed behind the scenes again.

He walked into the elevator, and met a group of intern reporters who bowed to him, nodded politely, and chatted casually. When the elevator opened, Zhang Pinwei followed him in. Since there was no room, he could only sit next to Zhao Xicheng. When it opened on a certain floor, the intern reporter disappeared, leaving only him and Zhang Pinwei in the elevator, and neither of them pressed the elevator button.

"Turn behind the scenes?"

"Yeah. I was beaten back."

"Um."

Zhao Xicheng glanced at him from the elevator door: "The assistant manager said, you and I are going to take a month off."

"Tsk. That old fox. We clearly said we were going to resign."

"Resign? Why?"

Zhang Pinwei glanced at him: "It's not because of the scandal. It's impossible."

Zhao Xicheng was stunned for a moment, then hummed.

Zhang Pinwei coughed lightly, feeling that he was overreacting.

"The third master and I are going to go to Australia." With his hands in his pockets, he looked at the reflection on the elevator door.

Zhao Xicheng was no longer surprised when he heard him calling the third master, and chuckled lightly: "Ah...you said it."

In the bar, the brothers chatted about everything, Zhang Pinwei said that he must propose in Australia, and then let his other half see the yellow sea where he experienced life and death.

Zhang Pinwei chuckled lightly.

"Assistant Manager, it sounds like the two of you are on a business trip abroad."

"Old fox."

The two looked at each other on the elevator door, and curled their lips in tacit understanding. The elevator stopped on the seventeenth floor. After the elevator door opened, Zhao Xicheng walked out of the elevator door, and then turned back.

"let's have dinner tonight."

"I have two here. What about you?"

Zhao Xicheng raised his eyebrows: "Let me ask."

Zhang Pinwei smiled and closed the door: "The old place. 08:30."

Zhao Xicheng said OK, walked back to his seat, called Bai Ningxia, and asked him to have dinner together in the evening. After chatting for a few words, he turned to his cigarette case, which was a new one.He habitually flicked open the lid of the cigarette box with his thumb, and there were only two words "Quit Smoking" inside. Then he closed the lid with his thumb, and flicked it open again.

"Congratulations." He stared out of the window in a daze and said something without beginning or end.

He seemed to have expected that one day Zhang Pinwei would go to the desert with Han Wuyu, and he was very calm, feeling that it was a matter of course, not surprising at all.He originally thought that when he heard that they got married and made a promise for a lifetime, he would be like quitting smoking. When the addiction broke out, he could not bear the loneliness of his lips and anxiously sought comfort. invitation.

He kept such a calm mind and went to work. After a meeting in the afternoon, he went to work again until the assistant knocked on the door to remind him to shoot, and then he got up and walked to the studio.

If you really go behind the scenes, can you still do your best?

In front of the screen, he is not top-notch, but he is well-known and has ratings. He can imagine that he will still be an old host when he gets old, introducing the weather, chatting about health information, and analyzing financial information, but he cannot imagine hiding My 40-year-old and 50-year-old self in the editing room.

He walked into the studio and saw Han Wuyu poking his head in front of the No. [-] camera. He was looking through the camera, and his movements were decent, like a professional photographer.

"When you first came to practice, you also stood on the fourth machine."

Han Wuyu turned around and smiled lightly, "Uncle." He greeted him.

"Have you touched the camera a lot lately?"

"Yes. Uncle heard about it." Talking about Australia.

"Go to Australia?"

"I plan to go to shoot with Pinwei and practice."

Zhao Xicheng glanced at him and raised his eyebrows.It seems that Pinwei didn't mention the marriage proposal.

"I applied to be transferred to the backstage in the morning. Assistant Manager Wang insisted on delaying me for another half a year." Changed the subject.

"It's hard for me to imagine that uncle is not on the anchor station."

"Don't try to wear my top hat."

Han Wuyu laughed and looked at the anchor station: "Three years ago, I saw you broadcast the news on TV, and thought that one day I would also set foot on the anchor station."

"It worked, didn't it?"

"It worked. But I can't imagine myself being on this stage when I'm 50 or [-] years old."

"Don't you want to make a movie?"

Han Wuyu nodded: "I mean, it's hard for me to imagine an anchor station without you. Maybe for me, I've been following in your footsteps, regardless of whether it suits me or not. Impulsive, single-minded, and stubborn persistence .”

Zhao Xicheng put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and pursed his lips: "Still chasing now?"

Han Wuyu twirled her ring: "Now. I hope I can be like you, find a stage that makes it hard to imagine without me."

At 30, 40 or even 50 years old, he hopes that at least one person will say such affirmation to himself.

"Assistant Wang is very difficult."

"what?"

"When you resign, don't touch hard, he will take the soft but not the hard."

"Uh-huh."

"It's best to tell him the date of your departure and let him know your determination."

"Uncle."

"Um?"

Han Wuyu looked at him suspiciously: "Are you deliberately teasing Wang Fuli's appetite?"

He clearly knew the weakness of the deputy manager, but he never succeeded in resigning. It felt like he wanted to stay on the anchor station and be the overlord.

Zhao Xicheng clicked his tongue: "Your tone."

Han Wuyu chuckled: "Like Pinwei?"

Zhao Xicheng nodded and glanced at him: "Hanwu language."

"Um?"

"Pinwei, he is my good brother."

Han Wuyu was taken aback.

"Okay... together with him."

Han Wuyu smiled and nodded: "As expected, uncle brought me into this circle." He imitated Zhang Pinwei's ambiguous and teasing tone, like a buddy.

Zhao Xicheng was stunned for a moment, patted his head, and chuckled: "Don't learn something that's not there."

He watched Han Wuyu walk towards Zhang Pinwei's back for a while, then walked to the anchor station, took his seat, and hung up the headset.

It seems that in those days a long time ago, Han Wuyu was supposed to be the anchor to complete his graduation work, but he was often reduced to doing it himself, while he played photography and took a series of test films for himself.

In fact, it is also difficult for him to imagine himself not on the anchor station.

Listening to the countdown in the headset, he resumed his professional smile and tone, and read one news after another until the white light was put away, and the director called out to call it a day.

He put away the headset, but when he looked up, he saw Zhang Pinwei walking towards him.

"Hey."

"what."

"Didn't you slip up?"

"No. Want me to propose?"

"Hey. I'll be old when you're free. Wait for the dinner, is Ning Xia coming?"

"Yes. He will attend soon."

"Go to bed?"

Zhao Xicheng clicked his tongue: "You can ask more substandard questions." Walking beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up: "Go ahead."

Zhang Pinwei curled his mouth: "Fuck you. You're still pretending to be noble."

The two chatted while walking, not on purpose. When they were quiet, they took a few extra glances at the intern reporters in the studio nearby. They saw a few good-looking ones. The two of them walked by seemingly nonchalantly, their line of sight was like a laser beam. , I have already scanned it once.

"Zhang Pinwei, don't you change your sexuality?"

"Zhao Xicheng, how about the third one from the left?"

"Looking at his figure, he should have practiced, but he seems to be outside the circle."

"Beast. I ask casually, but you really answer."

"screw you."

The two walked to the company lobby, and stood outside the door waiting for Zhang Pinwei's Hanwu language. When Zhao Xicheng followed Zhang Pinwei to the door, he leaned forward, and Bai Ningxia hooked his shoulders back heavily, smiling mischievously.

"starving."

"What to eat?" Han Wuyu was the first to get off work, but she worked an extra three hours because of the dinner party.

"It's different." Zhang Pinwei said.

"Increase by one." Zhao Xicheng seconded.

"Alright. Let's get together for a group of insiders." Bai Ningxia looked indifferent.

The three of them looked at Bai Ningxia, and laughed tacitly. They were walking on the road to the different lanes. The four elongated shadows used to be four different struggles. They were the same and intertwined, but they walked on the same road. On the road, walk in their circle.

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＊Thank you for following up the article. I bowed when I was the anchor, and I bowed when I was the anchor. The whole book, 25 chapters in the main text, and an extra chapter, totaled 26 chapters. Thanks to the readers who have read the complete book. Thank you very much.Above, some people will be motivated to write articles after watching Nan Lao!Thanks! *

☆, Fanwai grows old

Zhang Pinwei doesn't believe in love at first sight, but when he saw Han Wuyu in the studio for the first time, he really wished he could know this man.He will know each other because he is a colleague, but what he wants is not just a colleague, he hopes to become a lover or even a partner with him.

It's not that he hasn't interacted with others before, but most of them are short-lived. The nature of his work, which often makes the other half feel lonely. After a long time, it becomes a dispensable relationship. Naturally There is no such thing as a permanent love relationship.

He often chatted with Zhao Xicheng, not because of any ambiguity between the two of them, but because both of them were men in the circle, and they were colleagues, they talked a lot, and they had a good understanding.He was very envious of Zhao Xicheng's ex-boyfriend who he had been infatuated with for six years and would rather wait alone. When he thought back on his love affairs, there was no love that needed six years to forget.

Before he had time to get close to Hanwuyu, he had already dialed the phone. On that rainy day, he originally wanted to use a bad excuse of "I bought a new coffee machine, and I want to invite you to come to my house to try it" to make an appointment with Hanwuyu. He didn't expect God to cooperate so much that he had nowhere to go.Without further ado, he said "I'll take you in", took the car key and connected the Hanwu language.

It was raining heavily that day, so he naturally asked him to have lunch and dinner together. The two of them were like old friends. From the quicksand chat at the beginning, to the old movies and old directors' masterpieces at the end, I didn't expect that there was someone like me who liked A bloody romantic comedy in the 90s, chatted and watched a movie together, and discussed the plot and shooting techniques in the middle.Han Wuyu has his own views on photography, and he also said that he likes photography and wants to chase after him. Once again, he asked him to play with the camera impulsively and without thinking. The moment Han Wuyu nodded and agreed, he felt that this life was not his. No, the premise is that if he is also an insider, but under this premise, he couldn't control his obscene thoughts that night, thinking about him releasing his desire to stand upright.

Once a stranger, twice acquainted, and three times acquainted, even more acquainted. When I was able to freely enter and leave Hanwuyu's home, I discovered the delicate atmosphere between Zhao Xicheng and Hanwuyu. It was not a quarrel, but a kind of ambiguity involved.Tentatively asking about Zhao Xicheng's recent situation, seeing the hickey on his neck, he knew clearly that he and Bai Ningxia had reconciled again, patted him on the shoulder, and decided to give it a go, thinking about asking Han Wuyu to have dinner tonight and chat about on the topic of homosexuality.

He once again felt that God was helping him, and when he heard the Hanwu language that he said that he didn't like women, he tried hard to suppress every cell in his body that wanted to confess, and decided to find a good time to confess in an atmosphere, but the impulse was overwhelmed the next day My reason, I was occupied by the devil, I licked my lips on his attractive red lips, but because I saw his shocked expression, I said a sentence that was not on the topic, my mouth was not right, I confessed, and I failed.

When he was shooting street scenes in Hanwuyu, he secretly took several photos of him before concentrating on his own photography. When he heard a click behind him, he turned his head and realized that Hanwuyu had also taken a picture of himself. He walked towards him with a smile and took his camera away.

All he photographed was himself.

Such small gestures are really heart-pounding.

A heavy rain once again interrupted the words of his confession. Except for telling him that he was his child on the camera, he had to admit that he was perfunctory, because only two words of confession were left in his mind. words.After returning home, he saw Han Wuyu wearing his own clothes, his body was covered with the fragrance of bathing at home, his wet hair dripped and slid across his neck, and he heard the gurgling sound of saliva rolling over his eardrums. After scolding himself for being obscene countless times, after rushing into the bathroom, looking at his erect lower body, he chose to take a bath in cold water on the first day of winter, and once again reached the holy peak of abstinence.

Fortunately, God, Buddha, Avalokitesvara, or gods from all walks of life love him. After a period of entanglement, he tasted the sweet red lips of Hanwu language. Seeing his excited desire, he couldn't bear it anymore. The heat is transmitted by the touching lower body, the kiss is a bit jerky, but it is devoted wholeheartedly. For the first time, he discovered that lust is only a part of love, just a small corner of life. When Han Wuyu fell asleep on his own, he secretly took it Recalling Bai Yeshen's practice of first love, he felt that he should also practice love.

Because this was the first time he discovered that what he wanted was not only the pleasure of lust, but to have this man, to have this love, and this love occupied his entire life.

***

It was the first time for Han Wuyu to be touched by someone touching his lower body to liberate his desire. In the past, when he was with Zhao Xicheng, even if there was entanglement, because there was no place to go to the next step, the two only stayed at the kissing stage.After returning home, thinking of the heat in the afternoon, his face turned red again. Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly had a question, would he be the one who accepted the man?Such questions made his heart beat faster, and he remembered the gay movies he had seen before. Even though the sex scene was veiled, he still understood what it was like to have sex.Lying on his bed that night, tossing and turning, the desire in the afternoon gnawed at his reason again, he tremblingly grasped his lower body, and every time he rubbed, his mind was full of the man Zhang Pin oppressed him Smell, he lay on the bed panting and kneading, his hips swayed unconsciously, when he realized that he was twisting his hips and waist, he shook violently and stopped imagining.

I am not a woman, and I don't want to be a woman, so what is it that I am so eager for Zhang Pinwei's arms?

Under such a contradiction, God still favored him, and Zhang Pinwei didn't have any further desires.However, it is because he is also a man that he understands Zhang Pinwei's restraint in every deep breath.I don't hate kissing, caressing, or even going further with him. It's just that there are always conflicts in my heart. When Zhang Pinwei said that he wanted to cover the marks on his body and heart, when he accepted Zhang Pinwei's intrusion, listen to him. When he said that he would be responsible and get married, he disappeared completely.After the pleasure disappeared, it surged up again, still yearning for such an arm, wanting to rely on such a chest, hoping to be satisfied with happiness every time he fills it up, does this kind of self look like a woman?

"I never wished you were a woman."

What a firm sentence.

Right.

If I were a woman, I might not be able to have entanglements with him for the rest of my life.

This is what he taught himself.

Believe in yourself, affirm your own existence, and accept your emotions.

But after accepting all this, there was an accident, the painful 26 days of suffering, and Zhang Pinwei's coma, for me, it was like a life lesson, forcing me to grow up overnight, and I prayed repeatedly, and even reached the end of the day. Such a sensitive and nervous state, I often get entangled in some small competitions, such as if I can pass the traffic light within five seconds, Zhang Pinwei will wake up, if the car is turning right, then Zhang Pinwei will wake up, if the subway Arrive before 36:[-]:[-], then Zhang Pinwei will wake up!

As long as he wakes up.

No bitterness is considered bitter.

Because no matter how hard it is, you will never suffer from the pain of not being able to return after losing it.

After getting off the anchor station, I rushed to the hospital. Seeing his weak smile, I raised my hand and called out "Third Master" to myself. Seeing his smile, I couldn't say anything, and only the word regret was in my mind. I still have a lot of things to do, but I haven't returned him to do them together.

It's okay, it's really okay, it's okay that there is still a future, and a lifetime.

***

Six years later, spring.

Pink flowers bloom on the light-colored branches, and there is a crowd of people enjoying the flowers under the tree and beside the river. In a certain corner of Otsu Park in Japan, Zhang Pinwei was annoyed and anxiously looking for the figure of Han Wuyu. He clicked his tongue and cursed I'm a stupid pig.

"You pig! Zhang Pinwei." He cursed himself again.

A while ago, Han Wuyu mentioned adopting a child, and he refused outright because he didn't want a child to disturb their two lives.It's not that I didn't see Han Wuyu's loneliness, but I just felt that Han Wuyu took raising children too simply.

"Master!"

He quickened his pace and pulled the man in front of him, seeing his unwilling back, he felt flustered again.

"Third Master. If you raise a child, you will be occupied by the child."

The man paused, looking from behind, he seemed calmer than before.

"We won't have time for sex. No, but yes."

The man's shoulders trembled, and he seemed to be smiling.

"In short, fine. If you really want to adopt, my cousin and cousin-in-law passed away in a car accident a while ago, leaving behind a one-and-a-half-year-old daughter. I have already filled out the adoption application form, and I also took your stamp without authorization, because the child In Canada, I mean...do you want to pick up the kids together?"

Han Wuyu turned his head slowly: "Really?" The corners of his mouth curled up.

Zhang Pinwei nodded angrily: "Really."

Han Wuyu laughed out loud, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "Old man, your physical strength has deteriorated."

Zhang Pinwei took his hand down and took a breath: "You're killing me, a 40-year-old man."

"I didn't expect you to be forty."

"The days go too fast." He took his hand.

"Sentimental old man, why did you suddenly agree?"

Zhang Pinwei stepped on the pink petals and looked at Heli Fenying: "I don't agree, it's really selfish that the child will disturb our life." Looking at him, he said: "I will promise that on the one hand, the child's parents, I can Tell her clearly that her parents loved her very much but unfortunately passed away, and on the other hand, if I go first, you still have a company."

Han Wu was silent for a long time: "People in their 40s are thinking about this?"

Zhang Pinwei curled the corners of his mouth and raised his nasolabial folds. Although he was not old, compared with the 34-year-old, he was indeed older.

"Not only. Come here."

Han Wuyu curled up the corners of his mouth, but leaned towards him obediently.

"Before going to Canada, I've been crazy for a while, and I've thought about the thing that makes you unable to get out of bed."

Han Wuyu smiled shyly: "Old man beast."

Zhang Pinwei put his arms around his shoulders: "I'm a little anxious. What about you?"

He spoke gracefully, as if preaching like a mature adult.

"I just don't think you can handle me."

Zhang Pinwei burst out laughing, turned his head and kissed his face secretly.

"I thought about being with you for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that we could also form a family."

"However, who will the child call mother?"

"Me?"

"Why are you?"

Zhang Pinwei's fingers slipped into his hand, passed through every crevice of his fingers, and held his ten fingers together.

"Who made me your handmaid?"

He looked at Han Wuyu and laughed, raised his hand, put his lips on the back of his hand and kissed it.

Han Wuyu smiled softly: "I remember I said that I still have a lot of things I want to do with you."

"Um."

"I want to be with you forever. You know?"

"I know."

"No matter who leaves first, we must live well for each other until we grow old."

"...Okay." Zhang Pinwei took two steps and looked at him: "Third Master."

Han Wuyu hummed and looked at him.

"Grow old together, okay?"

"okay."

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