heart arsonist

For Fang Wei, it was not difficult to come out to his family, but the difficulty was getting them to accept Song Xinheng as his marriage partner.

There are no women in the group photo of the three of them. Except for Fang Wei, the two older men are sitting side by side, and it can be seen that they are easy to get along with.Perhaps because one of them looked familiar, Yan Baifeng looked at it for a few more seconds, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"In fact, I am a child adopted by them. I have accepted their care for more than 20 years without legal procedures." Feeling but real.

"They have a good relationship and a stable family. They didn't feel that I was different from others since they were young. They felt that they also had a family worthy of envy. But it may also be because of the influence of their way of getting along. When they grow up, they find that they don't like the opposite sex. .”

On the first day that gay marriage became legal, the two of them, who had waited for more than [-] years for this day, queued up in the middle of the night to get the certificate, and finally realized their wish to write their names on a household registration book.In addition to chasing stars, Fang Wei occasionally pays attention to the TV program of his anchor father. Compared with the few days when he successfully obtained the certificate, in front of the camera, the curvature of the mouth of the gold medal anchor who has always been calm and calm is exactly the same.

"Your... father, I remember... that very powerful anchor." Yan Baifeng had been interviewed by that anchor twice when he was a group and solo, and he was very charming in his demeanor and conversation. .No one, perhaps except their neighbors and friends, would have guessed that he even had an unconventional family in addition to a long-term, stable gay relationship.

"It's really special..." Yan Baifeng seemed to find an explanation for Fang Wei's obsession with Song Xinheng, and he also knew that his confidence in this marriage was not groundless.He didn't have a bad impression of Fang Wei. If there was any violation, it was because he thought there was someone else.

When knocking on the door before, people who were still thinking about opening the door would show a childish smile when they saw him.

Seeing the longing for Song Xinheng in Fang Wei's eyes, Yan Baifeng hesitated again and again, still not going to tell him about Wink.

When there were only five people before, the remaining three knew all about their affairs. They were idols. If they were exposed, it would definitely have a big impact on both the individual and the group. The external pressure was huge. Talk, the love between Song Xinheng and Wink is also sweet and bitter, but even this unfavorable relationship, Yan Baifeng has always been in a blessing mood.

It would be great if there is a result, even if the process is more difficult, I want them to go to the end.

Yan Baifeng thinks, with Wink, Song Xinheng will feel that his life is complete.

"Although you were idols and fans before, after you get married...if you can, treat him as a normal person." Yan Baifeng no longer intends to object to this marriage: "After all, in marriage, only the advantages are seen for you. The impact will be huge."

Zhou Xiaohui nodded thoughtfully. After all, few people knew more about Song Xinheng's shortcomings than Yan Baifeng.He said this euphemistically, just because he was afraid that Song Xinheng himself would be too different from those in front of the camera, which would catch the newlywed husband off guard.

He took a sip of the cold coffee: "I will be the best man at your wedding."

"Really?!" Fang Wei almost bit his tongue: "Is there really a wedding?..."

Flowers, blessings, rings, oaths...

It's all things that Fang Wei has been thinking about but never imagined.

Song Xinheng is the one who will exchange vows with him? !Yan Baifeng will be the best man at his wedding? !

"Of course, no one told you?" Without seeing Fang Wei's flushed cheeks, Yan Baifeng's eyes fell on Fang Wei's sleeve, and when he saw something that interested him, he pointed out, "In exchange... ...can you give me this?"

"Of course...Of course!" Fang Wei had no reason not to be generous to this gleaming best man.Yan Baifeng was referring to an armband on his cuff. Although it took a lot of trouble to collect it all, Fang Wei immediately took it off and handed it over.

This is a photo of them when they were still in the group, the concert scene, because the lighting stage is well arranged, and the photos left are all beautiful.Fang Wei is a fan, and the theme of the armbands is all about Fang Wei. Yan Baifeng has sharp eyes and saw himself in a bigger sesame seed.

Zhou Xiaohui's eyes are not that good, but he has a good memory. This photo was taken when he was still in high school.

"I like this photo very much. It turns out that Xiaohui had the original photo, but lost it for some reason. New materials are always used in the surrounding area, and it is rare to find this printed one." He smiled: " This is very memorable, thank you."

That was five years ago, when Yan Baifeng bought Zhou Xiaohui's first SLR and took him to his concert for the first time.

I found the best position for him and let him take pictures of himself, which is regarded as practice photography.

As a result, I took more pictures of Song Xinheng and Wink.

There is no way, Yan Baifeng thought, after all, Zhou Xiaohui was still too young at that time.

"This is my phone number. It is estimated that there will be many people you don't know. If you can't solve it, you can call me. If I can't go, I will ask Xiaohui to come and find you." He left a series of numbers. He feels similar, stable and neat.

"Today is also my rest day, so I won't be staying soon. Xiaohui will accompany me to buy some clothes in the afternoon, so let's say goodbye first." Obviously, the brand that he endorsed yesterday sent several suits that fit well, but Zhou Xiaohui still did as usual Acquiescing to Yan Baifeng's itinerary, he got up and said goodbye to the two. After going out, Fang Wei looked at Yan Baifeng's back and felt that what happened to him was becoming more and more unreal.

"As expected of Yan Baifeng, he is also a very gentle person in reality... similar to what he saw on TV."

"Mr. Yan himself is one or two years older than the members in the group, and his personality is very mature. Even after they separated and signed a new contract, he took care of the past members and has been paying attention to everyone. Especially Song Xinheng, they often contact each other. .”

"It's also very good to the agent." Fang Wei was a little envious: "Have they worked together for a long time?"

Not to mention that Song Xinshu could often see Zhou Xiaohui when he became a driver. According to Song Xinheng, Zhou Xiaohui knew Yan Baifeng before he was in high school.

"How should I put it, that's not his manager." Song Xinshu said, "Zhou Xiaohui is probably his personal follower."

As long as there is a schedule, it is basically a workload of taking pictures as you go, just like bringing your own station, you will always be able to provide raw pictures for the operation of the studio in the first time.In the past one hour, someone delivered the goods to the door. It was actually Yan Baifeng who bought Fang Wei's casual clothes for the press conference and going abroad. He probably bought them with reference to Zhou Xiaohui, who was of similar height, and they fit even better than expected.

Thinking about how casually Song Xinheng even pulls people into marriage, it is obviously unrealistic to expect him to consider these things.

"Masks, hats, and sunglasses are all bought for you. Mr. Yan is really careful."

Whether you are an amateur or a star, being exposed is always a risky thing. Even if Song Xinheng doesn’t care, Fang Wei still needs to cover up when it’s time to cover up. Yan Baifeng is one of the best at hiding from the camera at the airport, and he doesn’t mind sharing himself with Fang Wei years of experience.

Fang Weizai carefully arranged his clothes and put them in the cabinet. Song Xinheng also went to his room to help him tidy up the surroundings everywhere. Vigorous emotion.

After folding the last one, Fang Wei asked Song Xinshu uncertainly: "Is he really planning for the wedding?"

"As far as I know, there are," Song Xinshu said, "There should be a special person to arrange it."

"Hmm..." Thinking of the upcoming wedding, Fang Wei murmured, "I don't know if the dress will fit..."

He looked up at the poster on the wall, Song Xinheng in the picture, his eyes were full of stars and seas.

"In any case, the person who can let him prepare these things is really happy."