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I thought it must be something extraordinary to make Fang Wei uncharacteristically.Song Xinheng doesn't know anything about the fan circle and is not interested, but it should not be as interesting as Fang Wei's expression at this time.Wanting to ease the atmosphere in the bathroom, Song Xinheng touched the switch on the wall and turned up the warm air: "I don't know much about your circle...but throw away such ugly clothes."

Fang Wei regretted it after throwing it away. Hearing what Song Xinheng said, it would be better not to say it, and he didn't even have the courage to pick it up.

"I don't know that you still have fan registration. I'm a bit curious about who is responsible for registering you." Song Xinheng is obviously a fan of himself, but he has no concept of this aspect at all: "Don't you think you can do it yourself? If it's not the case, Do I have the right to give this identity, if I can, you don't have to worry too much, I'll just give you another one."

It's like playing around when I was a child, thinking that seeing who lost the candy is not happy, and giving one more candy will make it smoother.In retrospect, this was the first time Song Xinheng had voluntarily said so many things to himself.Fang Wei withdrew his gaze. He was not good at getting angry. His anxious emotions went around and couldn't find an outlet to vent. He slipped away faster than when he came, and disappeared without a trace in his body.

Clothes still have to be picked up, after all, they cost several times the price of normal raincoats, so even reselling them anonymously second-hand is better than throwing them away.After regaining his senses, although it was a bit embarrassing, Fang Wei still knelt down and took out his clothes.There was only a box of hotel soap in the trash can, and the clothes were not soiled, so Fang Wei still put the crumpled raincoat into the sink and washed it again.

From Song Xinheng's point of view, Fang Wei's side face can just be seen, it's just a raincoat, except that there is no trace of anger, Song Xinheng can actually read a bit of pity from Fang Wei's face.In just a few minutes, Fang Wei concentrated on washing his raincoat. Song Xinheng, who was in the same room, couldn't help but wonder in the strange atmosphere. Is this person really his fan?

The bathtub is full of foam, and you can't see the scene under the water surface, but it adds an ambiguous feeling to the bathroom that cannot be ignored. Just imagining his perfect body, Song Xinheng feels embarrassed for Fang Wei.But this is obviously not the case. Although the behavior of rushing into the bathroom is very imaginative, it is nothing more than that. Compared with Song Xinheng, Fang Wei is obviously just competing with that raincoat.

Could it be that all the teachers are like this, and they all have the ability to switch back and forth between the two states perfectly?Song Xinheng stared at Fang Wei's industrious back, obviously it was him who had his eyes shining a few hours ago, and now he is the one who treats himself as air here.Just thinking about it, Fang Wei hung up the washed clothes again, and while Song Xinheng was confused, he approached the bathtub expressionlessly.

The sleeves were also neatly rolled up, because Song Xinheng, who was stared straight at him, thought he was a bit handsome because he was not a nympho.

"Do you want me to wash it for you?" Unexpectedly, Fang Wei was so straightforward. Song Xinheng was taken aback. When he encountered such an abrupt question while naked, coupled with Fang Wei's expression that didn't look like he was joking, he felt like he was being molested.Fang Wei hadn't made a statement yet, and Fang Wei only took him as acquiescing. When Song Xinheng thought he would step in directly, Fang Wei bent down and took away Song Xinheng's changed clothes.

Song Xinheng, who was teased by mistake, sat in the bathtub and felt the malice of fans for the first time.Fang Wei, who obviously didn't even have a big reaction when he ran away, was obviously hit hard by the fan club. Song Xinheng soaked in the cold water for a while, and watched Fang Wei bring the empty basket over again.Song Xinheng pulled it over and saw that his clothes and trousers were gone, only his own blue trousers were lying on the bottom alone.

Washing underpants is indeed not a fan benefit. Unlike raincoats, Song Xinheng's clothes are all thrown into the drum washing machine.Seeing that Fang Wei was about to go out, Song Xinheng called to stop him: "Can you get me a Band-Aid? I need to change this one."

Song Xinheng scratched his hand when he was filming during the day, and left a wound on the tiger's mouth.The original waterproof band-aid in his hand became soft and white after soaking in the bath water. He was worried that it would fall off when he washed his hair, so he asked Fang Wei to change it for himself.The band-aids were all changed, and Fang Wei didn't see clearly where the wound was, but seeing Song Xinheng frowning, he felt that maybe his eyesight was not good.

After all, he was still worried about Song Xinheng's hands. Fang Wei stared at Song Xinheng clumsily pouring shampoo into his palm, and couldn't bear it for a while, so he took over the job of washing his hair.The sleeves that had been pulled down were rolled up to the forearm again. Fang Wei moved a stool and sat by the bathtub to help Song Xinheng wash his hair. The feeling of getting along in the bathroom was wonderful, but as expected, there was no feeling of heartbeat .

Is it because you don't like it?Obviously not, after waiting on the set for several hours, the moment I saw Song Xinheng, the emotion that was so excited that I almost shed tears was so vivid that I couldn't fake it.But after being accosted by Song Xinheng, the sense of reality of touching the ground again did indeed exist.Since when did Song Xinheng in my eyes become two separate existences gradually?

Fang Wei often helps kindergarten children wash their hair and take a bath. Although the movements are not very professional and neat, they feel very much like the foam surrounding the body, which is patient and gentle.Song Xinheng opened his eyes and saw half of Fang Wei's collarbone at the neckline. The line of the extended neck was very smooth, and there was not much flesh on the chin.

"Because I can't go back, you have to take time to see me. In fact, you can contact me directly, so you don't have to wait so long outside." Feeling Fang Wei's fingers passing through his hair, he paused for a moment, Song Xinheng went on to say: "I have been filming outside for half a month, and I have thought about the things between us, because I can't go back, I originally wanted to wait for half a month before talking to you."

Never expecting that Song Xinheng would take this relationship seriously, Fang Wei hummed, took the shower head, and helped Song Xinheng rinse off the foam on the top of his head. The warm water flowed down his wrist. Fang Wei guessed the answer, but he was not sure what he wanted. don't want to hear.

"I thought about it, this may not be the marriage you want. Although I started it on my own initiative, I should take your feelings into consideration. Even if you agreed casually, I always feel that you will be that kind of marriage. People who want to start a good family." Song Xinheng said thoughtfully: "After you are with me, in your eyes, is there anything between us that can touch the ideal marriage?"

Fang Wei was at a loss for words for a while, and there was no ideal moment, but after thinking about it, none of them could be related to the word marriage.

After all, he was the one who ran away on the honeymoon without saying a word. Judging by the standard of her husband, it is difficult to find a worse candidate than Song Xinheng.What's worse, even now, Fang Wei knows nothing about Song Xinheng's love history except that he is a third party with no sense of existence. No one has even told how far Song Xinheng and Wink have developed after escaping. he.

He is indeed the luckiest fan, but it is undeniable that Fang Wei's marriage has been full of misfortunes from the very beginning.

"Seriously, have you ever considered what else there is in this marriage than being a fan?"

"Would you like to try it with me." Song Xinheng smiled: "Compared to falling in love, aren't married people more straightforward?"

Originally thinking that Song Xinheng would ask for a divorce, Fang Wei became visibly dazed when he heard this question again, and became nervous when he took a towel to dry Song Xinheng's hair.As if anticipating Fang Wei's reaction, Song Xinheng turned around and found a cute expression on that little face that had been frozen all night, and from Fang Wei's gradually reddening ear tips, he knew that he was indeed the most suitable candidate.

Fang Wei heard what he meant, and didn't know how to respond to this sudden invitation.Song Xinheng was more calm. His beautiful right hand first touched Fang Wei's ear, and his fingers gradually moved down, pausing at the position of the jawbone.Compared with picking on Fang Wei's appearance, he seemed to be more satisfied with the expression on that face at the moment. He slightly lifted the other's chin with his backhand, and kissed him gently on his lips.

"You won't suffer a loss if you try it once. If you like it, treat it as a gift from me."