I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

This whole night, Fu Zhun didn't know how much wine he drank.

Drink when you are happy, drink when you are not happy, and never stop drinking.

It's not easy to drink He Yipeng and the others down with such a broken drinking capacity.

After the party, Cen Xiao helped Fu Zhun slowly walk to the neighborhood opposite the school.

In the past eight years, the surrounding environment has not changed much, and he found the place where they lived with almost no effort.

Standing in front of the door, Cen Xiao looked at the same fingerprint lock as before, and was speechless for a while.

After a moment of silence, he tentatively stretched out his index finger and pressed on the fingerprint lock.

With a beep, the door opened.

Seeing the door open unexpectedly, Cen Xiao couldn't help being startled.

He turned his head and glanced at Fu Zhun who was leaning on his shoulder, couldn't help snorting, and complained in a low voice: "If I break into the house, you have no place to justify it."

I don't know whether Fu Zhun heard it or not, Cen Xiao felt as if he rubbed against him, as if he was giving him a response.

But it's like a subconscious reaction when you're sleepy.

Cen Xiao didn't say anything more, instead he helped Fu Zhun into the house.

After helping him clean up, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

However, Cen Xiao didn't feel sleepy at all.

Wenxi's words kept circling in his mind.

Cen Xiao looked at Fu Zhun for a while and saw that he was in a deep sleep, so he didn't bother him, and helped him tuck the quilt before quietly leaving the bedroom.

The whole house has not changed.

In the past, Fu Zhun always yelled that the idyllic style left by the previous family was too cute and not suitable for him.

The result is still unchanged.

like himself.

Cen Xiao turned around in the room, and finally his eyes fell on another door.

At that time, no one lived in this room, and it was converted into a study.

Sometimes Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun would write homework in it, but they ended up sloppy for various reasons.

Cen Xiao stood in front of the door for a while, then raised his hand to press the doorknob.

As a result, the door seemed to be locked, and he couldn't open it after pressing it a few times.

Startled, he who originally just wanted to take a casual look at it suddenly became more curious.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that Fu Zhun was still asleep, so he raised his hand and patted his face lightly, and coaxed him like before: "Ah, where is the key to the study?"

Fu Zhun frowned lightly, closed his eyes tightly, and moaned for a long time, his whole body exuded the impatience and unhappiness of being disturbed by others.

However, his mouth moved slightly, as if involuntarily answering Cen Xiao's question.

It's a pity that Cen Xiao didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer and asked again: "Where?"

"There..." Fu Zhun answered vaguely, "The bedside table."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head irritably and turned over, as if he was too lazy to answer again.

Cen Xiao chuckled, and tucked back his messed up quilt.

Then he took the key and walked towards the study.

As soon as the door was opened, Cen Xiao realized that there was always a small night light hanging on the wall in the house.

Light-controlled, only in the dark will it emit a faint light.

It's like I'm afraid that the night will be long and lonely, so I deliberately want to leave a little light here.

Cen Xiao didn't think too much, just turned on the lights in the room.

However, in the next moment, he was stunned by the wall that he glanced at.

The walls of the study room are full of Cen Xiao's paintings and photos.

Some were drawn by Fu Zhun himself, and some were Cen Xiao's posters.

There are also photos taken on the spot when he once held a concert.

Cen Xiao was stunned for a long time before he walked in slowly as if he finally mustered up his courage.

As if someone would come to clean it on time, there was no dust in the room unexpectedly.

The bookcase that used to be filled with teaching materials is now filled with Cen Xiao's albums and magazines.

There is even an autographed version by Cen Xiao.

Whether it is limited or not, signed or not, they are all neatly placed in the bookcase in chronological order.

It was better than Cen Xiao himself remembered.

After a long silence, he walked to the wall again and quietly looked at the photos on the wall.

One of them was the last concert when YouthWanders disbanded.

The shooting distance is extremely close.

From the perspective of Fu Zhun taking pictures, he should not be far from the stage, but Cen Xiao did not see him in the crowd.

But he seemed to be looking at the camera again.

He looked at Chu Yue who was standing not far away in the photo, and vaguely recalled that Chu Yue seemed to have joked with him at that time, saying that it was——

"Xiaoxiao, can you believe it? We actually have male fans!"

"And it's super handsome, you know!"

How did Cen Xiao respond back then?

He seemed to just casually glanced at the vast sea of ​​people, and then replied prevaricately: "Is that so?"

Perhaps it was because he thought it was impossible for Fu Zhun to appear here.

Maybe he didn't want Fu Zhun to appear here.

At that time, they had just separated for two years, and Fu Zhun, who was still in college at that time, had already won many domestic art awards with high gold content.

His future is boundless, and it is really unnecessary to look back for him.

Cen Xiao never thought that Fu Zhun would come to his concert.

If I had seen it then, it might have been another story.

Cen Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth at the photo, then turned around and walked in another direction.

There are movie tickets posted in the corner of the room.

Compared with the photos, the movie tickets are all crumpled.

It was as if someone got angry, crumpled him, and smoothed him out resentfully.

Fu Zhun has gone to the cinema to watch all the movies that Cen Xiao has acted in in the past eight years.

And Cen Xiao starred in literary and youth movies, most of which were romance movies. It is not impossible for Fu Zhun to vent his anger with movie tickets when watching movies.

Thinking of him gritting his teeth and watching him having sex on the big screen, Cen Xiao was inexplicably poked into laughter.

He raised his hand with a chuckle, and slowly brushed the movie tickets with his fingertips, trying to smooth out the creases as much as possible.

It seems like this can make the little princess happy.

Cen Xiao sat alone in the study until daylight.

He hugged the pillow that belonged to him on the sofa, silently in a daze.

It wasn't until Fu Zhun called his name in a daze in the bedroom that Cen Xiao finally got out of his vague thoughts and hurried to find Fu Zhun.

I don't know if Fu Zhun is having a nightmare or what, at the moment he is sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, with cold sweat on his forehead, looking absently at Cen Xiao who is standing at the door.

He stared at it for a long time before calling out tentatively: "Brother?"

"En." Cen Xiao nodded, went in and wiped his sweat with a tissue, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

He thought that Fu Zhun had dreamed about the past, and was about to comfort him while feeling distressed.

Unexpectedly, before the gentle comfort was spoken, the subtle and ambiguous atmosphere was broken by Fu Zhun's few words——

"Just now, I dreamed that someone called and asked me to propose to you."

"?"

"I was stunned when I heard this voice. I thought to myself, how is this possible? I'm just your worthless friend."

"..."

With an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart, Cen Xiao hesitated for a moment, and continued to ask: "Then?"

Sure enough, Fu Zhun really did not disappoint him.

This idiot actually said proudly——

"It's definitely a phone scam."

"And then I said no."

The big liar Cen who "swindled" in his ear last night: "..."

He twitched his forehead, coughed lightly, and "commented" with a half-smile: "Then you are really amazing."

Although he thought that Fu Zhun might be broken, he never thought that Fu Zhun could think it was a fraud.

This kind of messed with his state of mind.

"I think so too." Fu Zhun exhaled with lingering fear, patted his chest and said, "If it wasn't for my cleverness, I would have been fooled by this liar long ago and killed everyone."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Well, you're really smart." Cen Xiao pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and laughed twice with great difficulty.

The smile is very stiff.

He didn't even bother to explain anything to Fu Zhunduo, he just turned around and quietly rolled his eyes, suppressing the anger in his heart and said: "Get up, pack up and go out to eat."

It's just that what Fu Zhun didn't expect was that this time he seemed to be playing off.

He didn't expect that Cen Xiao would be so angry for several days in a row.

After the three-day holiday, Cen Xiao had to go back to filming.

Fu Zhun also had work to do, so he couldn't be with him.

Seeing that he was going to leave soon, and he hadn't been coaxed well, Fu Zhun gradually became anxious.

"Brother." Fu Zhun lay on the side of the bed, looked helplessly at Cen Xiao who was packing his suitcase on the carpet, reached out his hand to flick Cen Xiao's back collar, and asked knowingly, "Why have you been so unhappy these days?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao snorted softly and prevaricated with a reason: "Can you enjoy your work?"

"Otherwise," Fu Zhun gave him an idea very sincerely: "You should stop working."

Seeing that Cen Xiao was about to turn around and scold him, Fu Zhun immediately blocked him back: "Come to Xingyuan Entertainment, I guarantee you happy work."

Cen Xiao sighed speechlessly, and explained very perfunctorily: "I have sky-high liquidated damages."

"Are you looking down on me?" The rich and powerful Mr. Fu didn't think there was any problem at all: "Could it be that I still can't pay your company's liquidated damages?"

Cen Xiao's current company opened a studio for him, but he still signed it under the company's name.

Although his company is not as big as Xingyuan's family, it is still one of the best companies in the circle.

Now Fu Zhun said that it is like a small company with ten employees.

However, Cen Xiao's contract expired in only two years, he just wanted to finish the two years without renewing the contract, and he didn't want Fu Zhun to waste the termination money.

Worrying about what Fu Zhun was going to do again, Cen Xiao simply stopped talking to him and packed his luggage for tomorrow on his own.

Seeing that Cen Xiao still didn't bother to talk to him, Fu Zhun curled his lips unhappily: "We're going to be in a long-distance relationship again, why are you ignoring me?"

"Pao You still want to exchange feelings?" Cen Xiao sneered, and quickly zipped up the suitcase.

With a sound of "shua", there was a trace of anger in the movements.

The box was tightly covered, Cen Xiao stood up and took the box out without looking back.

Looking at Cen Xiao's indifferent back, Fu Zhun pursed his lips, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He knew in his heart why Cen Xiao was angry, but he wanted to surprise Cen Xiao, so he never told him.

What should be prepared now is not yet ready, so Fu Zhun had to pretend that nothing happened.

It's just that this caused Cen Xiao to be sullen all by himself these days.

When he was filming, he thought that Fu Zhun said that day that he must have dreamed about phone scams, and he felt annoyed.

What kind of fragmentation is this, so that he feels that what others say to him is a phone scam?

Sneering speechlessly, he took a sip of water and swallowed it angrily.

This time, Cen Xiao and Ren Xiaozhen are playing together. It is said that because their previous play became popular, the producer tried every means to bring them together.

Originally, Cen Xiao didn't want to pick it up, but Meng Zhen still picked it up for him.

Ren Xiaozhen herself didn't want to tie up CP, but the company she works for is not big, and she is the only one who is quite famous, so for the considerable income and traffic, she still accepted it.

Now the filming is about Ren Xiaozhen and others, Cen Xiao sits alone to drink water.

It's just that Qiu Nanzhou has a friendly cameo in today's play, and this is the first time the two of them have met since that live broadcast.

Seeing him sitting down, Qiu Nanzhou also sat next to him, and invited leisurely, "Want to drink together tonight?"

The tone is inexplicably familiar, like an old friend who has known each other for many years.

Hearing this, Cen Xiao frowned imperceptibly, pretended to be sleepy, yawned, and said lightly: "No, I want to go back and rest early."

"Is someone waiting for you?" Qiu Nanzhou smiled meaningfully, as if pointing something: "Why did you hang yourself on a tree?"

Originally, Qiu Nanzhou didn't have much hostility towards Cen Xiao.

He just couldn't understand Cen Xiao mixing with Fu Zhun.

But now, seeing that Cen Xiao was obsessed with obsession, he inexplicably hated iron for being weak, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you curious about what kind of person Fu Zhun was before?"

"Curious, but I'm not curious about what you said." Cen Xiao obviously didn't want to talk too much with him. After putting down the water bottle, he picked up the script on the side and looked through it.

Gently hinted that he should stop pestering.

Even Sun Zuoqiao changed the subject and said, "Brother Nan Zhou, I heard that you have another scene to play later, do you have the script with you? If not, I have a copy here."

Unexpectedly, Qiu Nanzhou just waved his hand and turned to look at Cen Xiao who was pretending to read the script seriously.

"Stop pretending." Qiu Nanzhou sneered, leaned closer to Cen Xiao's ear and whispered, "Worried about me lying to you? You should be more worried about whether Fu Zhun has lied to you."

"How he treats me is just a matter between him and me." Cen Xiao closed the script, raised his eyelids, and said calmly, "You don't need to worry about it."

After saying this, the two of them stared at each other silently for a long time.

Sun Zuoqiao, who was standing aside, even wondered if the two of them would fight here.

Fortunately, the two adults did not do such an unsteady thing.

Qiu Nanzhou still looked at Cen Xiao stubbornly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled, his tone full of sarcasm: "Even if he ruins a girl's life, you don't mind?"

Before Cen Xiao could answer, he continued on his own: "Nine years have passed, and my sister is still receiving treatment in the hospital. You don't know anything, so just pamper him like this."

Cen Xiao didn't understand what happened back then, and he couldn't judge who was right and who was wrong, so he just said indifferently: "I really don't know. But if you want to chat with me, I don't mind."

After a pause, he seemed to be remembering something, and suddenly changed the topic: "It's just that I don't really want to hear the dirty water you poured on him before, I just want to hear the truth."

Seeing his calm expression, Qiu Nanzhou suddenly had an unknown fire rising in his heart.

This expression is obviously telling others that he stands by Fu Zhun.

He didn't understand how someone like Fu Zhun could be trusted unconditionally.

Gritting his teeth, Qiu Nanzhou suppressed the anger in his heart, and showed a little sincerity to Cen Xiao: "Okay, I admit that I have poured dirty water on him before."

"But it's a fact that he forced my sister to almost commit suicide." He stared straight at Cen Xiao and told him word by word: "I'm not wrong, I just retaliated with an eye."

"Why does he slander my sister for messing around at the wine table? My sister was obviously forced to attend the banquet." Qiu Nanzhou gritted his teeth as if caught in a memory he didn't want to recall.

When he mentioned these things in the past, he became agitated and spoke incoherently.

Cen Xiao put his words together before he could barely understand what he meant: "You want to say that Fu Zhun slandered your sister for drugging Uncle Fu at the wine table, and Uncle Fu terminated her contract with her, and even tried to suppress her. she?"

Seeing him uncovering his scars again with a calm face, Qiu Nanzhou looked at him in disbelief.

As if he couldn't understand why he was so indifferent.

"This is just your one-sided statement." Cen Xiao looked at Qiu Nanzhou calmly, and his tone was calm: "You believe that Fu Zhun slandered your sister, but I believe that what Fu Zhun said is the truth. None of us are parties. There is no need to argue about the word, nor is it necessary for me to empathize with you."

"How could what he said be true?" Qiu Nanzhou stared at Cen Xiao as if someone had stepped on his tail.

A person who was considered stable at first appeared, but now he was so angry that he seemed to be about to jump his feet: "My sister is not that kind of person at all!"

"Then Fu Zhun is not that kind of person." Cen Xiao casually straightened his cuffs, and his tone was calm, as if he was educating an ignorant child: "Speak with evidence, if Fu Zhun really did those things , I will let him apologize, make compensation, and do whatever he wants, instead of being judged or even slandered by you here with colored glasses."

After finishing speaking, Cen Xiao didn't want to continue this meaningless topic, so he stood up lazily, ready to shoot the next scene.

Before leaving, he turned his head to look at Qiu Nanzhou who was stunned in place, and asked, "Also, how is your sister doing now?"

Asked by him, Qiu Nanzhou suddenly froze.

Since he went to college, he doesn't have much time to go home.

It was two months ago since the last time I called back.

He pondered for a while, recalling what his parents told him two months ago.

Qiu Nanyou's condition is improving now, and there are almost no major problems.

It was originally a good thing to make everyone happy, but he still wanted to sneer in front of Cen Xiao like he was obsessed with it, and said, "What do you think? The future is ruined, and there is no film to shoot, except for regular psychological treatment." What else can I do?"

"Then I wish her a speedy recovery." Cen Xiao slightly nodded at him, turned and left.

Liuqiu Nanzhou was silent on the spot alone.

He looked at the back of Cen Xiao leaving, and the hand that was on his knee suddenly clenched into a fist, which became tighter and tighter.

After Cen Xiao finished filming today's scene, Sun Zuoqiao and other assistants suddenly came back with dozens of cups of milk tea.

"Everyone has it! Take care of it!" Sun Zuoqiao was beaming, and hurriedly called the crew to come over for a drink.

Hearing Sun Zuoqiao's voice, Cen Xiao was startled for a moment, and looked up at him with a puzzled expression on his face.

As if sensing his sight, Sun Zuoqiao put down the milk tea bag, took two cups out of it, and ran over in a hurry: "Brother, this is yours."

"You won the lottery?" Cen Xiao took the milk tea in his hand in disbelief.

"No, where do I have so much money?" Sun Zuoqiao quickly waved his hands, looked around, and whispered to him, "Ms. Fu invited you."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Xiao almost choked.

He coughed twice, his expression suddenly a little unnatural, as if he was surprised and surprised.

After he regained his composure, Cen Xiao asked, "He's here?"

"No." Sun Zuoqiao paused, waved his hand, and flashed through the words he had just prepared in his mind: "Mr. Fu said that he is currently abroad and won't be able to come back for the time being, so I will invite everyone to drink a cup of milk tea in your name as compensation. "

Upon hearing this, Cen Xiao let out a low "Oh", took a sip of milk tea and did not speak again.

He returned to the hotel with a milk tea cup in his hand, and was about to ask Sun Zuoqiao for his room card when he suddenly slapped his head: "Hey, where did I put my room card?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

He sighed helplessly, waved his hands and said, "I can live in your room."

Sun Zuoqiao: "???"

As if frightened by his words, Sun Zuoqiao's pupils suddenly started to tremble, and his whole face became unnatural.

He glanced at the closed door behind Cen Xiao, frantically waved his hands and shook his head, and refused, "Don't, brother, my room is messy, you must not be used to it, I'll go downstairs and find someone to open the door."

After leaving such a sentence, he left without looking back, as if he felt suffocated if he stayed for a second longer.

Cen Xiao waited alone at the door.

He didn't bother to call him, so he quietly took a sip of milk tea, leaned against the door and waited for Sun Zuoqiao to come back.

However, within a few seconds, the door behind Cen Xiao was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

He was unprepared, and leaned his whole back against the door. Now that he pulled it like this, Cen Xiao leaned back directly.

Fortunately, the people in the room seemed to have been prepared, and put their arms around Cen Xiao's waist and led him into the room.

Then the door was closed with a "bang", and the action was done in one go.

The lights in the room were not turned on, Cen Xiao was pushed against the door panel, and he didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until his eyes got used to the darkness that he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly through the faint light coming in from the side of the curtain——

Fu Zhun, who just said he was abroad, stood in front of him at this moment, looked at him with a half-smile, raised his eyebrows at him, and said lightly, "This sir."

"?"

"I heard that you were involved in a phone scam."

"??"

"The amount involved is high."

"???"

"Please come with me."

"..."