I heard that I was a routine [entertainment circle]

When Chu Fengge pulled out the closet bed in the room, Yue Qinghe was holding the sheet and quilt cover and looking at him, showing no emotion, but Chu Fengge himself was brisk.

Just after the cold dew, the rain began to patter down the ground. As the saying goes, one autumn rain and one cold, even in the daytime indoors, as long as you don’t turn on the lights, you will feel drowsy.

The raindrops patting on the floor-to-ceiling windows, even though they were blocked in another space, continued to invade the room with damp and cold air, and even soaked the dim light.

This is the reason why Chu Fengge is in a happy mood. He likes autumn and winter very much, and he likes rain even more. The dust in the air is washed clean, and the air he breathes into his lungs seems to be a clean spring that has not been polluted, let alone the streets and alleys. The sweet-scented osmanthus trees worked tirelessly to cover the branches.

Because I was in a good mood, I thought provocatively in my mind, isn't it just living in a room?Am I really afraid of him as a child?

Thinking of this, he reached out to take the four-piece suit from Yue Qing and his hands, and packed it up very skillfully.

Obviously the two have only been together for less than three months, but Yue Qinghe cooperated with Chu Fengge very tacitly, without Chu Fengge's instructions, Yue Qinghe took over when Chu Fengge had just set the two back horns, Even the frequency of shaking the quilt is coordinated.

During the whole process, no one said a word, just finished everything neatly.

Seeing the clean sheets, Chu Fengge smiled and pulled Yueqing and sat on the bed and said, "Come and try, although this bed has not been pulled out and used for eight or nine years, it is soft. Guaranteed to get a good night's sleep."

While talking, he pressed the edge of the bed with his hand, Yue Qinghe didn't speak, just looked at him.

In fact, Yue Qinghe didn't talk much most of the time, which made Chu Fengge feel that he was really the same as Chu Qinghe, and then remembered how Chu Qinghe was lying in the ward, his brows frowned, and he sighed softly: " If he has half your good body...maybe...forget it, there is no possibility."

When Yue Qinghe heard that he was sitting close to Chu Fengge, he put a hand behind Chu Fengge's back, gently pulled him on his shoulder and said softly: "Tuo body is the same as the mountain."

If it was replaced by someone holding his head on his shoulders in normal times, Chu Fengge would definitely be disgusted, and then bounce up like a shrimp. He can't do this kind of thing with the heroine's script, but today he let his body Standing on one side, after hearing Yue Qinghe's words, his nose became even more sour.

This bed was prepared for the convenience of taking care of Chu Qinghe who was always sick. Chu Fengge remembered that he sat with his younger brother like this before he was admitted to a foreign university.

He was always worried about that weak child, who, like Yue Qinghe now, recited poems that he might not understand at all, thinking about the situation of "the same person yesterday and evening, but now I am in Guilu".

This made Chu Fengge actually want to start treating Yue Qinghe seriously as a younger brother. He suppressed his sobs, sat up straight and suddenly said with a serious expression: "I always thought you were just a subordinate with a strange personality. Now that I think about it, you can't do it." If you really want to tie me up for ten years, if you go back to two years ago, I will be your guardian, so for your sake, I really should have a good talk with you."

As if he was very displeased with Chu Fengge's way of speaking, Yue Qinghe also changed from his usual frivolity and said seriously: "You are not the guardian, you are the only one."

Unexpectedly, Chu Fengge was offended by these words. Originally, he was thinking about how to use a more euphemistic wording, but now he has no scruples at all, and said with a little anger: "This is the first thing I want to tell you. Where do you think I am gay, I really hate it when people please me in this way, it makes you look frivolous."

This is not enough, thinking that since I have already said one sentence, I should finish it, so I immediately said: "Also, I don't care where you learned the attributes of your kissing maniac, you have to remember, you Now it's someone who wants to be a superstar, not an oiran, and I've thrown away all the tricks of attracting guests."

Chu Fengge's tone and expression were full of hatred for iron and steel, but Yue Qinghe was not frightened by him, but suddenly got very close, and said sincerely: "You finally see that I am flattering you ?"

Yue Qinghe said the most sentimental words in the most dedicated tone, it has to be said that it is difficult for anyone to resist.

And this time it was close, Chu Fengge saw that the light was very dim, and that little bit of pitiful light shone into Yue Qinghe's eyes.

"Stuffed with swallow fat and condensed night purple." Chu Fengge thought of this poem again, although it was a misinterpretation, but when Yue Qinghe suddenly put on contact lenses, he thought that it was not too gorgeous to be vulgar in summer, but the fire burning clouds, It is the dawn in the mist that comes late in the quiet winter solstice.

Chu Fengge felt that he was bewildered by the fog. He tried to open his eyes wide for a long time but couldn't see clearly.

He seriously suspected that Yue Qinghe was short-sighted, because every time he wore that weird contact lens, his eyes would always look brighter.

But at the same time, what worries Chu Fengge is that every time Yue Qinghe wears glasses, there will always be a lot of red blood in his eyes, and the eye circles are also a little red, which looks like the result of keratitis and constant rubbing of his eyes.

He began to think about whether he should first wear Yueqinghe with a pair of frame glasses, and then heal Yueqinghe's personality, but thinking of Yueqinghe's appearance wearing framed glasses, maybe there will be a kind of gentle scum, abstinence As a result, he couldn't hold back and turned to stare at Yueqinghe for a long time.

"It's really strange, obviously you don't look like my brother at all, but every time I see you, I always think of him, and I always think it's not just because of the name." Chu Fengge said to Yue Qinghe to himself.

Yue Qinghe was not angry because Chu Fengge said that he was similar to Chu Qinghe, but instead asked: "You always call Qinghe in your dreams, I always think you are calling me, making me happy for nothing. You are calling your brother, right?" What kind of person is he?"

Suddenly being asked such a question, Chu Fengge didn't know how to answer, looked at Yueqinghe for a long time, and then slowly said: "He, he should be 26 this year, because he was born prematurely, so his health is always very bad. Well, especially my first year in college when he was hospitalized with organ failure and I remember him still smiling at me in the beginning."

Chu Fengge didn't answer the point at all, but Yue Qinghe didn't interrupt him, just listened quietly to Chu Fengge and said: "Do you know? At that time, I thought he would be the same as before and get better soon. But within a week, when I saw him again, he was already full of tubes. I went there not long after, and I had just returned to school at that time, and I didn’t even see the last side..."

This is Chu Fengge's obsession. When Chu Xiao died, he couldn't see him for the last time. This kind of blow made Chu Qinghe hit him again, which made his tone of voice unsteady. In the end, he didn't even Way to go on.

Seeing this, Yue Qinghe interrupted: "What does he look like? Speaking of which, you don't even have a single photo in this house."

"It was all put away. My brother's death was a big blow to my mother. She put away everything by herself. Later, my mother also left. I didn't want to flip through those relics at that time."

"Maybe, you should take a look, I can accompany you. Although those words about wanting to live again are all false, but instead of trapping yourself to death, it's better to face it, put it to death and live later."

Chu Fengge saw that Yue Qinghe was serious, Yue Qinghe seemed to really want to help him, but Chu Fengge didn't want this kind of help, it would expose his weakness.

He had already exposed too many weaknesses in front of this person, so he stopped him: "Don't mention that, my top priority is to make you famous, and now I even give you a room to sleep for you, you have to be more aggressive, Also, if you dare to lie on my bed in the middle of the night, I will definitely kick you out."

Unexpectedly, this sentence was the topic that really ended, Yue Qinghe suddenly hugged Chu Fengge who was still sitting beside him and said: "Then you mean, if you have a stiff neck at night and roll on my bed, I can hug you sleeping with you?"

Chu Fengge almost vomited blood out of anger, why did this person fall ill just after he finished speaking.

Fortunately, it might really be because they haven't slept well for a long time. Yueqing and Wanwan are unusually quiet and well-behaved, which made Chu Fengge feel a little lost after worrying for a long time, and finally caused insomnia.

He is used to staying up late, sleeping too early and can only lie on the bed and meditate. Although he said that the party's urgency is not to recall the past, in fact, what Yueqing and Baitian said really made Chu Fengge think about it for a long time.

Seeing that Yue Qinghe was still asleep, Chu Fengge tiptoed out of bed, took the key and walked all the way to Jiang Meng and Chu Xiao's room.

Back then, considering that adult boys always needed their own space, Jiang Meng and Chu Xiao's bedrooms were arranged at the end of the corridor on the first floor, far away from Chu Fengge and Chu Qinghe's room on the second floor.

Chu Fengge, who hadn't been in that room for several years, was like a wanderer who hasn't come home for a long time. After entering the room, he just sat on the armchair by the window and looked around the room.

The furniture that Chu Xiao carefully selected is so durable. The sandalwood-colored wooden furniture is not different from a few years ago, except that it has started to gray due to lack of maintenance all year round.

Chu Fengge turned on all the lights in the room, not even the mirror light on Jiang Meng’s dressing table. The whole room was abnormally bright, and the shadow cast by the light on the furniture made Chu Fengge feel like Jiang Meng and Chu Xiao. It seems that they are still in the illusion of the room.

He wanted to try his best to get rid of that illusion, otherwise he didn't know if he would suddenly collapse, so he started to rummage around.

In fact, he didn't know what he was looking for, he just wanted to divert his attention, but unfortunately it backfired.

Anything he took out turned into memories and stabbed him multiple times. Even a piece of silk that Jiang Meng felt was as soft as a baby's skin was a sharp knife, and Jiang Meng's appearance of blowing out birthday candles was the blade.

This forced Chu Fengge to pick up one thing and throw it on the bed at will, until Chu Fengge found a stack of yellowed medical records in a secret drawer of the wardrobe.