past star

Wen Yanyu closed his eyes, his voice still cold.

"Go away in pain, no one will forgive you."

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

Xue Xun was the first to react, patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Go and accompany Uncle Chuan, I'll go see Xiaoyu."

Follow, run after Wen Yanyu.

Xue Xun chased behind Wen Yanyu, there was no one on the side of the road, and Wen Yanyu's back holding the cat was very lonely.

Outside the gate of the community is an artificial lake, sparkling under the moonlight.

As the cool wind blew, Wen Yanyu lowered his head and sneezed, and stood still by the lake.

There are weeping willows planted on the bank, and their wisps are fluttering, casting light and messy shadows.

Stopping at the nearby railing, Xue Xun looked at Wen Yanyu who was not far away.

Wen Yanyu hugged the cat tightly, and Ah Hui lay quietly in his arms.

Then, Wen Yanyu slowly lowered his head, clenched and let go of the hand holding the cat.

Xue Xun thought that Wen Yanyu was crying, but after waiting for a while, he found that Wen Yanyu raised his face, there was no wet spot on his cheek, and he turned to him and said: "I was too excited just now, but I won't apologize. "

Wen Yanyu's expression was too calm, Xue Xun approached: "I didn't know that Uncle Chuan was that person, I'm sorry for letting you meet someone you don't want to see."

Wen Yanyu raised the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, it's not that I don't want to see him, it's just... I didn't expect to see him."

Clearly the expression looked like he was about to cry in the next moment, but he still pretended not to care.

Is it because of his presence?

Xue Xun didn't get any closer, and just stood at an arm's length away: "I just want to tell you one thing."

"...The light was bad just now and you probably didn't see it clearly. Uncle Chuan's hair is all white. I met Uncle Chuan in New York three years ago. He was attending an AIDS charity gala. At that time, his hair was only gray. He is almost fifty, not married or even a nanny, and has always lived his own life, I believe he has been really miserable these years."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Xue Xun smiled: "I want to convince you that no matter men or women, men and women, there may always be love in different ways."

"Wen Yanyu, if it is because of your father that you can't believe the love between men, it would be too unfair to me. Uncle Chuan is indeed sorry for your father, but I am not Uncle Chuan, and you are not your father. Why? You won't believe me?"

"...Believe that I will treat you well, believe that I will always be with you?"

Xue Xun stretched out his hand to Wen Yanyu, the trivial starlight sprinkled on Xue Xun's handsome face, and the warm and confident smile on the corner of his mouth tempted him to hand over his hand.

Wen Yanyu looked at Xue Xun in a daze.

Xue Xun's gentle and deep voice kept echoing in his ears, so clear and so illusory.

It seems like by putting your hands on it, you can get all the warmth of this person.

Wen Yanyu's hand moved down from the railing, only an arm's length away to reach the generous hand on the opposite side, Xue Xun's eyes seemed to be full of tenderness.

Too tender, a broken heart can hardly bear it.

Seeing his father's tragedy just now, wouldn't Xue Xun be afraid?

"Xue Xun, my father's blood is flowing in my bones, so I may not be as extreme as my father. You have also seen the end of that person, aren't you afraid?"

Still with the same smile, Xue Xun said firmly: "I will not let things go to that point, and I will not let the person I love be wronged, even a little bit."

Xue Xun's words are always like this, so self-confident that he is conceited, but it makes you feel that everything is taken for granted.

Why are you there for me every time I'm vulnerable?

This way I will be dependent.

When you encounter difficulties, you will want to ask for help. When you are alone, you will want to be with you. When you live alone, you will feel lonely.

Such warm words, even if they are false, I want to listen to them again.

If you can forget everything, pretend to have no burdens and trust the person in front of you, will you be happy?

For a moment, Wen Yanyu really wanted to let himself put his hand on it.

It was only for a moment, Wen Yanyu bit his lower lip, and the salty taste spread in his mouth, calling back his sobriety and reason.

"Thank you for your wrong love, Xue Xun."

Seeing Xue Xun's hand in the air slowly lowered, Wen Yanyu felt an imperceptible sense of loss for some reason after he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I don't want to force you." Xue Xun smiled, "Didn't you say to go back to the set at night? I'll take you back."

Wen Yanyu shook his head: "No need, I have to send the cat back, you go back first."

"Then be careful on the road..."

"I know."

Wen Yanyu walked into the community, in the opposite direction from Xue Xun.

Before he could go far, Wen Yanyu heard Xue Xun's voice coming from afar: "Don't forget, my birthday is on this Sunday."

On August [-]th, the weather was still hot, but there were already a large number of fans gathered in the central square early in the morning.

When Xue Xun arrived in the afternoon, the light blue uniforms and various fluorescent sticks and KT boards of the support club on the square had already formed a sea.

Dozens of media kept flashing their cameras.

Next, it is customary for the VCR interactive session to give gifts to singing fans.

There were also so-called acquaintance artists who came to congratulate, and there were quite a few fellow brothers and sisters.

Xue Xun couldn't help grinning as he looked at the fans waving and screaming hard, it was just a hype.

For my birthday, I actually only want to spend it with one person.

Backstage, Xue Yan leaned over and pushed him calmly: "Brother, today is your birthday, aren't you happy? By the way, Mom sent a gift, do you want to see it?"

Xue Xun patted the little girl's head and smiled: "No. Just bring the present to me when you come back. Thank you mom for me."

"Also, brother, mom wants you to find a girlfriend quickly, she wants to hold a grandson."

After a moment of silence, Xue Xun smiled and replied: "Okay, brother, work hard, and you work hard too... I'm on the stage."

When Xue Yan regained consciousness, Xue Xun had already stood on the stage, shining brightly.

At the end, the company prepared stacked goblets, and the orange champagne poured from the top, with white foam floating.

On the stage, the entertainers drink their toasts at will, and the fans toast.

After drinking one cup at a time, Xue Xun felt a little dizzy even though he had a good capacity for alcohol.

At the end of the birthday party, the company sent 30 albums for autographs, which were distributed randomly.

Xue Xun was in the lounge, leaning his elbows on the table and signing quickly.

There are only 5 cards left, and a frivolous and mocking voice is heard: "Isn't the one you signed very nice?"

Looking up, Xue Xun's head was throbbing with a beautiful face so arrogant: "Put down the album, it will disappear immediately. Or did your arm not hurt enough last time..."

Ling Qianmo's face changed suddenly, and he quickly suppressed it, "Senior Xue, didn't everyone say that you take good care of the younger generation, why do you treat me so badly?"

Xue Xun quickly signed the rest, let go of the pen and propped his forehead, and said, "Then have you heard that you must never offend your seniors in the entertainment industry."

Ling Qianmo froze, smiled and shrugged: "It was my fault last time, you were almost drunk, how about I send you back as an apology?"

"No need." Xue Xun got up and went to the door of the lounge to pass the record to the staff, without squinting.

Ling Qianmo smiled slyly: "But just now your assistant drove away."

"what?"

"I told Sister Chen Ming that I'm your fan and I liked your songs very much when I was abroad. Please give me a chance to get close to my idol. Send you back."

Xue Xun helped his forehead, the appearance of a beautiful boy is indeed very effective for a little girl who has just worked for a long time.

Shaking his head slightly to wake up, Xue Xun smiled lightly: "Close to me again and again, Ling Qianmo, are you really my fan? Or do you just like men?"

"I..." Just about to explain, Ling Qianmo quickly realized, "Yes, I am very interested in you."

"It's a pity that I'm not interested in you at all." Xue Xun looked at his watch and replied unsurprisingly: "You are not going to send me back, so hurry up."

Ling Qianmo gritted his teeth and took Xue Xun into the car assigned to him by the company.

The Passat painted in ice blue is already very good for newcomers, no wonder it dares to be so arrogant.

Xue Xun sat in the co-pilot, leaned against his back and closed his eyes after reporting the address, and the sound of teeth grinding next door could be clearly heard.

But it's really not the type I like.

I like...

"Thank you for your wrong love, Xue Xun."

My own wishful thinking has become more and more ridiculous.

It's a rare birthday and I want to spend it together, but I can't even be sure if the other party will come. Wen Yanyu didn't agree on the night of the signing meeting, and he still didn't agree on the day when he went to give the cat away.

Wen Yanyu, I don't know how long I can keep wishful thinking, I am not a saint, if I refuse to let go, I will be tired and hurt.

Don't make me wait too long, okay?

"Senior Xue, we're here."

"Thank you."

Xue Xun opened his eyes and got out of the car, closed the door and was about to leave, but his arm was grabbed.

Ling Qianmo was out of breath and tugged at his arm, smiling not very well: "Senior Xue, don't you invite me to sit up?"

"Sorry, I don't have that plan."

"Then I will send you back for nothing?"

Xue Xun laughed: "You said you wanted to send me back, and you voluntarily have nothing to do with me."

I looked down at my watch, it was 53:[-], and Wen Yanyu said it was [-]:[-], not too late.

"I'm going home, Junior Brother, you go back too..."

Xue Xun was surprised to find that the lips of the boy in front of him had already touched his own.

Slight anger rushed to the brain along with the alcohol. This pampered newcomer is too presumptuous. Do you really think that Xue Xun is a vegetarian?

Xue Xun clasped the back of Ling Qianmo's head, and kissed with proficient kissing skills. He watched the boy indulge and limp in his arms, and threw him mercilessly by the side of the car. His whole body cooled down completely.

Ling Qianmo stood firm with his hands on the hood of the car, breathing in disorder.

"You're so tender, you still come to seduce people?"

Ling Qianmo sat on the hood of the car, and laughed in a low voice: "Hehe...I saw that Wen at the door of your house. He just watched us for a while, but he seems to have left now."

"what!?"

"...I can tell, Xue Xun, he doesn't like you."