Proud Cat and Wenshi

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhong Yun arrived at the school on time.He teaches piano at a music school.

Because it is a very expensive private school, there are many well-known figures among the students.

Yesterday the dean made a special phone call to say that he was asked to teach a student.

According to the dean, this student is more particular about one-on-one teaching, as if he wants to achieve results in a very short period of time.

The first class is scheduled for this morning.

Zhong Yun has encountered all kinds of problem students, his patience has always been extraordinary, I believe this time there will be no problem.

Every time he comes to the piano room, the first thing he does is to arrange flowers, and he puts a large bouquet of flowers in the large transparent vase in the piano room.

The windows are bright and clean, and the sunshine and flowers will make people feel happy.

While arranging flowers, he hummed a newly learned dance music and tapped the beat with his feet.

"Is this the second piano room?" A cold male voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhong Yun turned around and saw him.

White windbreaker, black sunglasses, stylish and excellent attire, but the whole person exudes an inaccessible atmosphere.

"I'm Rong Che, and you're the piano teacher?" Seeing that he didn't answer, the man in sunglasses spoke coldly again.

"Hi, I'm Joe." Zhong Yun smiled and held out his hand.

But Rong Che didn't reach out, took off his sunglasses, looked at him with slightly cold eyes, "I'm used to calling people by their Chinese names."

"Zhong Yun." He didn't mind, he still smiled, showing his white teeth, under the sun, that smile seemed to be stained with sunlight, making people unguarded, very comfortable and kind.

Is it a coincidence?The special student the dean mentioned was actually him.I have seen several movies performed by Rong Che, and I also like watching him act.Rong Che in the movie gave him a lonely, stubborn and cute feeling, and he really didn't look like a good-tempered student.

"Shall we start now?" Zhong Yun asked politely.

Rong Che glanced at him, "Don't you want to continue wasting time?"

He seemed to be in a bad mood, Zhong Yun shrugged, "Okay, let's start. I heard from the dean that you learned piano when you were young?"

"Yes."

"Then, play it to me first."

Zhong Yun made an inviting gesture to the seat next to the piano.

Rong Che seemed to hesitate for a moment before slowly sitting in front of the piano, placing his hands straight on the smooth keys, with slender fingers and beautiful hands.

"Okay, you can play whatever you want."

Rong Che's index finger fell, and with a "boom", the keys made a sound.

"I can't! If I can play fluently, why bother to find you, are you deliberately making a fool of me?"

There was some anger in his raised eyes, and his bright eyes were slightly opened. Zhong Yun suddenly found that the color of his pupils was very beautiful, faintly black and faintly bright.

"Rong Che, can I call you that?" Zhong Yun still had an amiable face, "Although I don't know why you want to learn the piano, but you want to improve your piano skills in a short time, right? There is no quick way to play the piano, if you want to You have to let me see your current level first.”

"Your words are inconsistent, there is no quick fix, how can you make me improve in a short time?" He glared at him provocatively.

"OK." Zhong Yun smiled slightly, "I made a mistake in my wording, what I mean is that I need to know your level first before I can see how I can help you, so you can accept it?"

Rong Che became quiet, and he also knew that he was now like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body.He didn't expect that he would be so unreasonable. He shouldn't have vented his anger towards Teng Yuan on this innocent person.

"I'm sorry." He said softly.

His sudden apology surprised Zhong Yun, and under the sunlight, Rong Che's handsome side face was full of charm again.

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On weekend nights, Rong Che looked at himself in front of the mirror, and there were several sets of clothes of different colors and styles scattered around the bed.

Teng Yuan promised to have dinner with him in the evening, which was one of their few dates.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Rong Che, it's me." Hearing the magnetic voice on the other end of the phone, his heart sank to the bottom.Usually when Tengyuan calls at this time, it means that the appointment will be cancelled.

Sure enough, the gentle voice from the microphone immediately explained, "I'm sorry, we can't have dinner together tonight, a friend is coming over temporarily."

His voice sounded so sincere, so gentle, so gentle that no one could blame him.

My friend, Rong Che knew exactly which woman it was when he left.

"I see, it's okay, I'll eat dinner by myself, and don't drink too much." He frowned, although he was annoyed, but in the end he said only words of understanding.

"Well, I see," he said with a smile, "Kiss my little prince, you are the most understanding." Then he hung up the phone.

empathetic?Rong Che smiled bitterly, this was not what he wanted, but it was the best reason to stay by Teng Yuan's side forever.

No one can grasp Teng Yuan's heart, he is a man who loves freedom, playing in the world is his attitude towards life.Teng Yuan is bisexual, women and men are always welcome, he always plays the best lover tenderly, but he can never be single-minded, Rong Che doesn't know how he would ask for guilt to like this one person.

They grew up together. When he realized that he fell in love with Tengyuan, he realized that he could not control or change the person he loved. Tengyuan's heart was too fickle to stay in a stable relationship.

Maybe he is different to him, but this difference can't change his passion.Tengyuan likes different loves, enjoys different loves, and is not satisfied with sticking to one relationship.

Rong Che, you are the most comfortable lover I feel. Being with you is the least stressful. You won't mess around like other people and pester others like that.

Teng Yuan once said this, but he didn't know that the most comfortable thing was how hard he worked to achieve it.

Rong Che has always felt deeply frustrated and powerless, because he fell in love with a man he couldn't grasp.

Opening the door and walking to the balcony, he wanted to blow the night breeze to calm down.

The cold and damp night wind could not drive away the restlessness in my heart, and the sound of music from upstairs was even more disturbing.He frowned slightly and looked up upstairs.

The strong rhythm came from the window sill. It is likely that the other party opened the doors and windows when listening to the music. I don't know if it will affect others, especially him who is in a bad mood now.

He thought, suddenly turned and walked back to the house.

Out of his house, he went up the stairs, intending to find the new guy and tell him his music was bothering him!

This is a high-end residential area, and neighbors usually don't know each other.

The three-story elegant villa has only three tenants, one on each floor, with their own space, and the passages in and out are cleverly designed to be independent of each other, so even though they live in the same building, they have no chance to meet each other .

The floor above him had always been vacant, but someone moved in last week.

Walking to the door on the second floor, Rong Che reached out and pressed the lily-shaped doorbell.

"Ding Dong." The doorbell made a crisp sound.

Rong Che waited for a while, but there was no movement.So he pressed it again, probably the person turned on the stereo so loudly that he couldn't hear the doorbell.

He pressed it three times in a row, and finally, the door opened.

Raising his head, the two inside and outside the room just stared at each other through the dark door.

"Rong Che?" Zhong Yun called out his name first.Seeing him for the first time, he was really surprised.

Rong Che looked at the man in the door, wearing a white T-shirt, black loose cotton trousers, white slippers, dressed casually at home.

Slowly digesting the fact that he is the owner of the house, at the same time, those annoying music sounds rushed out, the rhythm reminded Rong Che of the sound of knocking on the trash can.

He looked at him coldly, "Mr. Zhong, can you turn down the volume? Your music is disturbing me!"

Zhong Yun raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then understood, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice, my balcony door is open, you live downstairs?"

"That's right."

Zhong Yun laughed, not paying attention to his indifference, "That's a coincidence, do you want to come in and sit down?"

Rong Che frowned, swallowed the words of refusal when he caught a glimpse of the spatula in his hand, and stared blankly.

Zhong Yun followed his gaze and smiled, "I'm cooking, have you had dinner? Do you want to eat together?" His white teeth showed again, what a warm and serious smile.

Rong Che still looked at the spatula in his hand, his appearance reminded him of Teng Yuan.

Once upon a time, he also said like this that he would cook a meal for him. After all, the meal was not cooked, but it made him have an inexplicable affection for the man holding the spatula, which made him feel warm.

So, after Rong Che came back to his senses, he realized that he was already sitting on the soft gray sofa in Zhong Yun's house.

White, beige, gray, black, Rong Che seems to only see these colors in Zhong Yun's room, creating a very quiet and elegant atmosphere, clean and refreshing, the only bright colors are probably those flowers.

Zhong Yun seems to like flowers very much. In several subtle places, there are unique vases filled with flowers, and the types of flowers are also different.

Rong Che didn't know much about flowers, he only saw that those white ones were lilies, and he didn't know about the others.But it can still be seen that this is carefully conceived and inserted, whether it is a flower shape or a bottle, it is just right.

He thought this man had good taste, but how could he listen to that kind of music?

The rhythm of knocking on the trash can was still going on in his ears, only then did he realize that he was playing this dance music repeatedly.

A low, slightly thin male voice sang in the music.

Rong Che raised his eyebrows, and his gaze, which had stopped on a mural, turned to Zhong Yun in the kitchen.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhong Yun actually stepped on the dance steps while cooking, he was dancing!

This is really an unbelievable picture. His body looks very flexible. What he dances is not a fierce dance, but a little soft, elegant and charming. It matches his cooking movements, which is very harmonious and also Very comfortable.

When will Tengyuan be able to show such a side for himself?Although now it seems that this hope seems like a distant dream.

"Rong Che." Zhong Yun came out to set the tableware, saw him standing there alone, his blurred eyes flickering, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he called out.

"Um, what?" He looked back at him.

Zhong Yun turned off the dance music and replaced it with soothing piano music. The sound of the piano flowed in the room, changing another atmosphere.

"Dinner is ready and ready to eat." He smiled.

The two of them sat and ate together, Rong Che had a strange feeling, but it was strange rather than strange.

Even if the two of them were not strangers, at most they had only taught each other twice, and now they had dinner face to face like this.

It is a bit strange for Rong Che to dine with other men, his world has always revolved around Teng Yuan.

"Your expression is a bit weird," Zhong Yun glanced at him, and said teasingly, "Don't worry, the dishes I cook are not so hard to swallow, and there is no poison," he joked with raised eyebrows.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little weird," Rong Che smiled frankly, bowed his head to eat, and didn't say much.

After dinner, Rong Che stood on Zhong Yun's balcony to enjoy the breeze.

The night was quiet, and the impetuousness that had been entrenched in his heart was blown away at some point. When he came to the transparent glass door that separated the kitchen, Zhong Yun was still washing dishes inside.

He raised his hand and knocked on the glass to signal with a smile, "I'm going back!"

It was a very cheeky move for him to eat a fairly delicious dinner without doing anything, but he did it very naturally.He found that he was a little different, as if he was always very casual when facing Zhong Yun.

It is more likely that as long as he is not facing Tengyuan, he can do whatever he wants.

"Oh, goodbye." Zhong Yun just turned his head and smiled, responding to him like an old friend, as if he didn't mind his free eating and drinking and his not-so-warm attitude at all.

It was a strange meal, a strange host and a strange guest, if it were a guest.Rong Che laughed with great interest, and his impression of Zhong Yun improved a bit. He is a person who makes people feel stress-free.

"Bye!" He waved his hand and closed the door of Zhong Yun's house.

Thinking about it now, perhaps this meeting was an opportunity to let Rong Che understand that feelings can also have another appearance.

When we met for the second time, he was sitting on the stone steps by the river, shaking his calves, holding up the half-drunk wine bottle in his hand, and casually worshiping the gods of the past. The aroma and color are alluring.

He doesn't drink very well, he only drank one and a half bottles of beer, and his head has already started to faint. He laughed at himself, thinking about his current appearance, is he no different from the lovelorn character he played in filming?

Just as a preview?There seems to be a lovelorn plot in his new script, and of course he has to vent when he loses love.

He shook his head, turned around simply, turned his back to the river, raised his head to the sky, closed his eyes, and let the cool night wind blow by his side, so comfortable!

He leaned up more and more, because he practiced dancing since he was a child, so his body is very soft.

Suddenly he felt warmth on his back, someone supported him, Rong Che opened his eyes, and met a pair of clear eyes.

There was a smile in Zhong Yun's eyes, "Lie down any longer and you will fall into the river!" He straightened Rong Che's body before retracting the hand behind his back.

Rong Che stared at him with wide eyes, a bit blaming him for suddenly appearing and disrupting the stretching exercise he thought was very "comfortable".

"How much wine did you drink?" Zhong Yun glanced at the empty wine bottle he placed on the shore, and sat down beside him.

"Hey, I don't seem to have allowed you to sit here!" Rong Che said in a bad tone.

"Sir, this is not your territory." He waved his hands in a good-tempered manner, ignoring his little "opposition".

"That's right." Rong Che nodded, feeling the sky and the earth spinning for a while, his head became more and more confused, dizzy, as if he was stepping on a cloud, is he drunk? "How did you come out?"

"Buy something," Zhong Yun shook the bag in his hand, "There is beer, do you want to drink?"

"No," Rong Che slowly lay down on the stone steps, with his head resting on Zhong Yun's lap, "Let me lie down."

He said so naturally, and he didn't care whether the other party agreed or not. He only cared that he was drunk and wanted to sleep, but he forgot that this action was really inappropriate for a man who didn't know his sexuality.

The warm temperature on Zhong Yun's legs made him feel very comfortable, so he turned over and muttered softly, "I'll just sleep for a while."

Zhong Yun looked at him helplessly, and this man fell asleep like that.

He looked so unfriendly just now, and now he fell asleep so peacefully, it seemed that he was really drunk.However, they are really the same kind of people.Zhong Yun thought blankly, although he felt that way when he saw Rong Che for the first time, seeing his natural attitude now, his lover must also be a man.

He opened a can of beer he just bought, took a sip, and blew on the night breeze, not disturbing the sleeping guy on his lap.

Although this guy often stabs people with edges and corners, he doesn't hate him at all. He doesn't want to deny that he is attracted to him.

Time passed bit by bit, and when Zhong Yun felt that his paralyzed legs were almost gone, Rong Che finally woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up slowly from him, and regained his composure to see the current situation clearly.

"Why do I..." Rong Che looked at him in surprise, a little blush appeared on his fair cheeks, and his eyes moved between Zhong Yun's legs and face.

Zhong Yun thumped his leg with a wry smile, "Are you awake?"

"I am drunk?"

"Yes."

"I lay on your lap myself?"

"Yes."

Zhong Yun watched his face getting redder and redder, and found it very interesting.

"Afraid of being misunderstood by your boyfriend?" He jokingly said, seeing the surprised expression of the other party, he realized that what he said was too direct. This is his privacy, not a topic that can be discussed publicly.Even if you already guessed it, it would be impolite to say it so directly.

"Sorry." He apologized softly.

"It's nothing, you can tell, that's right, I like men." Rong Che readily admitted, with no embarrassment on his face, just a little sad.

"However, shouldn't you wake me up? Although I'm drunk, I don't want to sleep on your lap. You're taking advantage of me." Rong Che turned his head, narrowing his cold eyes slightly.

Zhong Yun felt that he was very innocent, "Mr. Rong, please, you have been lying on my lap for almost two hours, and I was forced to blow the cold wind here, and my legs were as stiff as a mummy, please be tolerant, okay?" ?” No matter how good-tempered he was, he was also a little annoyed that he had met such an unreasonable guy.

Rong Che gave him a cold look, "Won't you refuse? It must be miserable to be your girlfriend. If you treat everyone like this, it's no wonder she can bear it!" Shuxiangmendi Forum

Rong Che was not polite at all, but when he met Zhong Yun, he became sharp-tongued and did not want to forgive others, which was not at all like him in peacetime.

He has always restrained his words and deeds, hoping that everything about him is perfect.But Zhong Yun, it seems that he was born to destroy all this, in front of him, he didn't want to maintain any image at all.

But unexpectedly, Zhong Yun didn't respond, but was a little dazed, looking at the river without making a sound.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Rong Che stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

He turned his head and just smiled faintly, "I don't have a girlfriend, and the one I like is not a girl." He restrained his smile, and looked at Rong Che with his dark eyes, those eyes were bottomless, as if he could see He drowned in the lake.

Rong Che heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

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"Is Mr. Teng in there?" Rong Che walked past the special assistant and reached out to open the door of Teng Yuan's office.

"Mr. Rong, wait..." It was too late for the female special assistant to stop her.

Inside, Teng Yuan was kissing a woman affectionately.

Rong Che stood stiffly at the door, digesting what he saw.

"Rong Che, you're here," Teng Yuan saw him first, smiled slightly, pushed the woman in his arms away, and straightened his clothes, "Ci Wei, you go out first." He said to the charming woman.

"Mr. Teng, I'm sorry, Mr. Rong..." The female special assistant hurriedly wanted to explain.

But Teng Yuan waved his hand calmly, with his usual smile on Junyi's face, and told her to leave too, "Xinyi, you go out too."

The woman named Ciwei walked past Rong Che and snorted coldly, her brightly made-up face was full of disdain.

When Xinyi went out, she closed the door, only Rong Che and Teng Yuan were left in the huge office.

Rong Che slowly sat down on the sofa. Although the sofa was soft and comfortable, he felt as uncomfortable as sitting on a desert.

His hands were intertwined, trying to calm himself down, telling himself not to care, this was not the first time he saw such a scene, why did he become more and more unbearable?

"Is there a show this afternoon?" Teng Yuan asked gently, bringing him a glass of orange juice.

Rong Che raised his head, his eyes were a little confused, he didn't even know who he was now.

He is a man, and he can't tie Teng Yuan to his side. The way the woman looked at him just now made him feel very miserable, like a needle piercing his heart.

"Far, I'm a little tired."

"Did you read the script all night yesterday?" Teng Yuan's voice was distressed, and he wanted to hug him.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Rong Che looked straight into his eyes, clearly saw the red lip marks on his snow-white collar, and there was a broken voice in his heart.

He suddenly pushed him away and stood up.

"Rong Che." There was a bit of helplessness in Teng Yuan's eyes. The Rong Che in the past didn't care about these things. He and others were acting on the occasion, but he was the only one who was real. He only adjusted occasionally. Why should he take it seriously.

Rong Che withdrew his gaze, feeling powerless in his heart, "It's almost time, I have to rush to the set, you know Mark's temper."

Mark is the director of Rong Che's new play, titled Ghost Talent, and a representative figure among the newcomers in the industry.

When he walked to the door, Rong Che suddenly turned his head and looked at the lip print on Teng Yuan's shirt for a long time.

"Yuan, don't you think there is something wrong with us?"

"What's wrong?" Teng Yuan frowned, "Why do you say such things suddenly?"

"Do you love me?" Rong Che asked suddenly.

"I love you, haven't I always told you? I love you." Teng Yuan stepped forward and held his shoulders with gentle eyes.

"When you loved me, how could you still be with other women?" Rong Che asked, staring into his eyes.

"Rong Che, what's wrong with you? You always know my personality, it's just for fun, why do you take it seriously?"

"It's not like this..." Rong Che suddenly felt that Teng Yuan would never understand what he wanted.

"Do you want me to live in only one pattern for the rest of my life? Stay peacefully in a basin, slowly suffocate, and slowly lose myself?" Teng Yuan's tone also burst into anger, "Ah Che, let's grow up together Big, we know each other better than anyone else, I thought you were different, why do you even say this to me now?"

"Don't you think it's selfish of you to think like this? You only think about yourself!" Rong Che couldn't help retorting.

"People live for themselves, if not for themselves, then for others?" Teng Yuan didn't care.

"Then where did you put me?!"

"Rong Che, are you jealous of a woman now?" Teng Yuan said with a cold face, "You were not like this before."

Rong Che's eyes gradually turned cold, "You can write such a touching love story."

"What's wrong with me?" Teng Yuan frowned, not liking his current tone and expression.

"You don't understand love." Rong Che sighed faintly as if he had suddenly realized.

Teng Yuan didn't hear his words clearly, and hugged him in his arms, "Ah Che, don't be awkward, we have been together for so many years, that tacit understanding is irreplaceable, isn't it?"

Rong Che leaned in his arms, his heart fluctuated slightly, perhaps, the closest distance between them was only here.