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

I don't know how Fu Zhun's brain circuit is long.

The moment he was exposed by Cen Xiao, his first reaction was not to take off the hood.

Instead, he put the hood back on and started to deceive his ears.

It seems that as long as he doesn't take off his headgear, he is not Fu Zhun.

Always the little pink bear.

Looking at the bear, Cen Xiao thought it was funny, grabbed his head and shook it, trying to help him take off the hood: "I don't admit it? Am I mistaken for the bear?"

Seeing him being rocked back and forth but also swearing to hold his head and refusing to let go, Cen Xiao laughed: "I ran away when I hit him, pretending? You don't want to be responsible, do you?"

"You've got the wrong person." Fu Zhun still refused to admit it, as if angry, his voice came from under the hood: "I don't know you."

"Still sophistry?" Cen Xiao clicked his tongue lightly, and tapped his head with the ice cream: "Don't want to eat it?"

Facing the temptation of ice cream under the scorching sun, Fu Zhun suddenly hesitated.

Rolling in his throat, he pursed his lips, obediently took off the hood, and whispered: "Eat."

Seeing that his head was sweating profusely, and his hair was soaked and sticking to his cheeks, Cen Xiao couldn't bear to say anything more to him, so he unwrapped the ice cream and handed it to him: "Eat it quickly, it's about to melt."

After speaking, he sat down next to Fu Zhun, took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, helped him straighten his hair, and asked softly, "Why did you come to be an extra performer?"

Fu Zhun bit the ice cream, glanced at him, and said in a bad mood, "Let's see if my ex-boyfriend who broke up with me still has a chance to get back together."

Cen Xiao: "..."

This time it was indeed Cen Xiao's fault, he coughed twice and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry."

Originally, this was just a subconscious behavior that he didn't think much about.

In the end, he fell into Fu Zhun's trap.

He watched Fu Zhun raise his eyebrows, drawling his tone, and said in a careless tone, "Oh—so I'm no longer that insignificant cannon friend."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing that he looked like a villain, Cen Xiao pressed a tissue to his forehead, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

He stood up and said, "Let's go, go back to the car and turn on the air conditioner."

Seeing that Cen Xiao was about to leave, Fu Zhun also remembered after eating the ice cream.

However, because the clothes were too big and heavy, it was somewhat inconvenient to move.

When he just stood up, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell back to the grass behind him.

As soon as Cen Xiao turned around, he saw Fu Zhun lying on the grass and struggling.

The clothes were so baggy that the whole bear lay on the grass, kicking and kicking on its short legs.

"You," he looked so funny, Cen Xiao laughed undisguisedly, walked over slowly and pulled him up after laughing enough: "What's the matter, Teacher Fu's long legs don't work anymore?"

As he spoke, he lightly raised his foot and kicked the little pink bear's short legs.

Fu Zhun gave him a blank look, stood up and looked down at the pink bear's paw, shook it twice, and said arrogantly, "What's the matter, Mr. Cen despises the bear's paw?"

"Excuse me." Cen Xiao suppressed a smile, "I offended the protected animals."

He walked behind Fu Zhun and helped him unzip his clothes, "Take it off, go change in my car, you're sweating all over."

"I'll continue to wear it in the afternoon." Fu Zhun shook off the pink bear skin and stepped out of the clothes, "I'll change into clean clothes after the shoot."

Cen Xiao led him towards the direction of his nanny's car, and said leisurely, "We won't be shooting this afternoon."

"Huh?" Fu Zhun glanced at him, "What do you say?"

"The atmosphere of the proposal during the day is not right." Cen Xiao discussed this matter with the director just now, "It's changed to evening, it should be cooler at night."

As soon as the door of the nanny's car was opened, cool air from the air conditioner rushed in.

After Sun Zuoqiao learned that Fu Zhun was here, he took the driver and other assistants out for dinner without Cen Xiao's telling.

Only after opening the door did Cen Xiao realize that there was no one in the car.

After a pause, he stepped into the car and rummaged through a clean T-shirt and jeans.

Originally, it was good for Cen Xiao not to mention the word "marriage proposal", but when he mentioned it, Fu Zhun was not happy again.

He followed Cen Xiao into the car, beeped softly, "You just proposed to Ren Xiaozhen six times."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Are you also jealous of filming?" Cen Xiao handed him the set of clothes, and couldn't help laughing: "You still want me to beg you six times?"

He took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on Fu Zhun's neck, and then complained, "Isn't it like being separated six times?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

When he said this, Fu Zhun actually felt that there was some truth to it.

But he didn't admit it, he just brushed back the hair on his forehead, took out a piece of paper, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When the sweat on his body was almost dry, he was ready to take off his clothes and put on the one Cen Xiao gave him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted up his clothes, Cen Xiao at the side suddenly reached out his hand dishonestly, as if teasing him, lazily touched his waist, and asked leisurely: "Mr. Fu, has he lost weight recently?" ?”

"..." Fu Zhun stopped moving, and gently pushed his clothes back, glanced at him, and pointed out: "Can you lose weight if you are broken in love?"

"That's right." Cen Xiao was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and continued to answer the question with a normal expression: "But I've also lost weight."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun gave him a sideways look and didn't speak.

This sentence sounds fine on the surface, but when you think about it carefully, it is a bit ambiguous, as if implying something.

However, Fu Zhun didn't do anything else, just looked at Cen Xiao so quietly, as if he was looking seriously at whether he had really lost weight recently.

It also seemed to be pondering what he meant by this sentence.

The two stared at each other silently for a moment.

The cold air permeated the small and closed car, and Cen Xiao's face became more and more cold.

It wasn't until Cen Xiao frowned lightly, exhausting his patience and wanted to get out of the car, that Fu Zhun quietly curled the corners of his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull him back, taking advantage of the situation to push him on his lap and sit astride him.

With a chuckle, Fu Zhun leaned forward and kissed her.

Cen Xiao was imprisoned in his arms and could not move, only his hands could move.

It's a pity that his hands were not honest, either pinching Fu Zhun's ears or pulling Fu Zhun's hair.

Even the tip of his teeth wanted to bite Fu Zhun's lips, with a sense of shame and annoyance, extremely fierce.

It wasn't until a slight sharp tingling came over that Fu Zhun reluctantly let go of him, and said with a smile: "I, who is 'broken up', have not been angry after being wronged so much, but you lost your temper first."

Cen Xiao glared at him from embarrassment, but kept silent.

He had teased him for a long time with hints, but Fu Zhun just glanced at him without any reaction.

Just looking at him with a half-smile, as if teasing him.

This frustrated Cen Xiao inexplicably.

Seeing his sullen face, Fu Zhun found it funny: "Brother, it's in broad daylight, you seduce me so much, aren't you afraid that your little assistant will suddenly open the car door?"

Although the two hadn't seen each other for nearly a month, Fu Zhun didn't think about doing anything excessive on the set.

But this time it was Cen Xiao who made the first move.

"What are you talking about?" Cen Xiao laid loosely on his shoulder and let out a light snort, as if he was despising him.

"Can I not be cowardly?" Fu Zhun lifted the hem of his clothes, rubbed his fingertips on his waist, "Threatening me to break up every now and then."

This made Cen Xiao very wronged.

He raised his head with a serious face, "I don't really want to break up with you."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun coughed unnaturally: "Of course I know."

After a few seconds, he asked again: "How is Auntie doing now?"

The tone was a little cautious, as if she was afraid that Meng Zhen would get angry even if she asked a question.

Cen Xiao was startled suddenly, the inexplicable sadness in his heart came without warning.

He didn't want to see Fu Zhun like this.

In his cognition, Fu Zhun should be ostentatious and unscrupulous, instead of thinking about everything he said now and accommodating others.

Opening his mouth, Cen Xiao was dumb for a moment, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him.

In the end, it turned into a sigh, and pecked Fu Zhun's lips as if to appease: "She is in a good condition now, and I will find a way."

"Don't be sad."

While talking, Cen Xiao was already thinking about the elopement plans that only appear in TV dramas.

It's not elopement with him, at most it means going abroad and breaking contact with Meng Zhen.

But he didn't want anything to happen to Meng Zhen either.

After a moment of silence, he buried his head in Fu Zhun's neck and sighed weakly.

Originally, Fu Zhun just lost his temper secretly, and he didn't want Cen Xiao to blame himself so much.

Seeing him like this now, Fu Zhun was dumbfounded for a while, and he was also a little bit at a loss, so he comforted: "No, I don't blame you."

"I just think," Fu Zhun was quiet for a few seconds, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he could only find another way out of his mind, and whispered: "Actually..."

"?"

"It's exciting for us to have such a stealthy relationship."

"??"

"I quite like it."

"???"

"You don't have to feel so guilty."

"..."

……

The two of them got tired of getting out of the car after tidying up their clothes for a while.

Fu Zhun followed Cen Xiao lazily, feeling much happier.

Seeing Cen Xiao walking towards a sparsely populated place, Fu Zhun asked leisurely, "Where are you going? Are you going to sell me?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

He just doesn't want to "steal love".

Cen Xiao paused, turned his head and glanced at him: "How much are you worth?"

"How much am I worth?" Fu Zhun kept a distance from him, walking one after the other, and asked in disbelief, "Did you forget my 6000 million painting?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"You sold my painting and I haven't settled with you yet." Thinking of this, Fu Zhun suddenly began to dig up old accounts.

He thought that since the two of them were together, they should stop talking about the past, so as not to make everyone unhappy.

But now he has probably been aggrieved for a long time, just wanting to know why Cen Xiao sold his paintings.

Hearing him go over old accounts, Cen Xiao actually felt a little guilty.

He felt that the old accounts he had accumulated in the past eight years might not be small. If Fu Zhun seriously turned them over, he would really be unable to explain them all in a short while.

Thinking of this, he began to feel that he really owed Fu Zhun a lot these years.

As soon as his footsteps stopped, Cen Xiao turned around, beckoned him to sit under the shade of a tree, and asked seriously: "What else do you want to settle with me? Let's settle it once and for all."

His eyes were very sincere, and he really wanted to untie those awkward little knots in Fu Zhun's heart.

But Fu Zhun always felt that there seemed to be a murderous look in his words.

As if to say——

Are the wings so hard?Still dare to settle accounts with me?

Fu Zhun: "..."

For a while, he couldn't figure out what Cen Xiao meant, so Fu Zhun paused, sat down next to Cen Xiao, and said in a low voice, "Can't I forget it?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing his aggrieved face, Cen Xiao couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I'm serious, I didn't scare you, why are you so cowardly?"

"Then you don't make it clear." Hearing what he said, Fu Zhun curled his lips in disbelief, and suddenly became arrogant, "I'm going to settle a lot of debts with you."

As he said that, he still didn't forget to count with his fingers, as if he really had a notebook to hold vengeance, and he remembered it clearly: "First, you suddenly transferred to another school and left without saying goodbye, do you recognize it?"

"Admit." Cen Xiao nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"Second, after transferring to another school, you only give gifts to others, but you don't give them to me. Do you recognize it?"

"This," Cen Xiao heard Wen Xi say it before, but he never found a chance to explain it to Fu Zhun, so he could only admit it temporarily: "Yes, but I..."

However, Fu Zhun is now obsessed with reviewing the vengeance. He didn't listen to his explanation, and continued on his own: "Third, you can't pass the Huaying test if you give up the exam, and lie to me alone, do you admit it?"

"..."

"Fourth, the contact information of my work account is under Weibo authentication, you have never contacted me, do you recognize it?"

"..."

"Fifth, it's okay to secretly take away my painting, but it turned out to be sold directly at the charity party, do you recognize it?"

"Recognize it." Cen Xiao rubbed his forehead with a headache.

He himself can't remember so many crimes, and now Fu Zhun has turned them all upside down.

He originally thought that was the end of it, but who knew that Fu Zhun could still say such trivial things as "if you treat him differently, you will know how to kill me", "flirt with friends from a limited team", "do a kiss scene with an actress".

It made Cen Xiao's head grow big.

He sighed and clarified each item one by one: "As for the transfer, I left you a small note on the side of your drawing board, but you don't seem to have seen it."

"Ah?" Fu Zhun really didn't see it.

The side position is so narrow that almost no one pays attention there.

"As for the gift giving," Cen Xiao paused, guessing, "My mother probably gave it to me, but I didn't. At that time, I didn't have time to do these things except for classes and filming."

"What do you want now? I will supply it to you."

The matter of gifts can be regarded as one of the things that bothered Fu Zhun the most over the years.

Leaving without saying goodbye may mean that there is no chance, he can understand.

But it's not for him to give gifts, but it made Fu Zhun feel like a stick in his throat.

He was really sad.

Originally, I thought that I might see Cen Xiao's explanation when I got the gift.

Even if the gift was just a letter, or a postcard, or even just a small note, even if it was written on scratch paper, he could at least get an explanation.

As a result, there were so many people in the class at that time, but he was the only one who was empty-handed.

Nothing.

Now that Cen Xiao had given him an explanation, Fu Zhun suddenly felt that the pent-up anger in his heart suddenly went smoothly.

The whole person felt inexplicably refreshed.

It feels like the dark cloud that hangs over my head and still rains from time to time has finally lifted.

The damp musty smell dissipated, replaced by a gentle breeze enveloping the sun.

The scorching sun above my head didn't seem to make people so restless.

Fu Zhun hid the smile on the corner of his mouth, snorted softly, pretending to be embarrassed: "Then I will barely forgive you."

Hearing him let go, Cen Xiao also let out a long sigh of relief.

He continued to explain: "The reason why I gave up the exam is because I really don't want to film."

At that time, Cen Xiao had to prepare for the college entrance examination and joined a filming group. After filming, he only had to do homework and brush up questions.

In addition, he was full of preoccupations, and because filming took up his study time from time to time, his grades plummeted.

He knew in his heart that he would not be admitted to Huaying.

Maybe it was because he didn't want Fu Zhun to know that he was in such a mess, or maybe it was a bet with Meng Zhen that Cen Xiao sneaked away on the day of the exam.

It wasn't until the performance results came out that everyone knew that he had given up the exam.

"There's also selling paintings," Cen Xiao felt amused when he thought of this blunder, "That's because Sun Zuoqiao took the wrong one, but I didn't check it, so it's considered a crime."

As he talked, Fu Zhun refused to let go of one of the questions: "Then what about those kiss scenes you filmed?"

"Borrow a seat." Cen Xiao lazily leaned against the tree trunk, generously, "There are a few scenes where kisses are used, didn't you see that?"

Cen Xiao was always able to take the initiative back into his hands inexplicably.

Being asked such a rhetorical question by him seemed like Fu Zhun's fault.

As if he didn't realize that kissing is also a serious crime and should be punished.

So Fu Zhun came back to his senses, and said stiffly: "Of course I can see that, I'm testing you."

"Oh." Cen Xiao nodded with his usual expression.

But age and experience may really be convincing. Cen Xiao's speech is not as youthful as it was in high school, and it is obviously better.

Even if he can't beat Fu Zhun, he can still gain the upper hand in terms of words.

He was not annoyed when he heard Fu Zhun's sophistry, he just asked indifferently: "Then how many kiss scenes do I have in total? How many of them use kiss substitutes?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"I'm testing you too."

"..."

Originally, Cen Xiao thought this question was quite difficult, after all, he couldn't even count it himself.

He has made a lot of movies and TV series in eight years, not to mention the scattered plots in the dramas.

However, what he didn't expect was that he had miscalculated this time.

Fu Zhun looked at him calmly for a while, and flashed through the clips he had seen in his mind.

Finally came a sentence——

"I don't know how many you've filmed, but there were 46 kisses on air."

Cen Xiao: "???"

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Fu Zhun spoke again——

"Borrowing I saw it 32 times, kissing it for me thirteen times, and one more time..."

After a pause for a few seconds, Fu Zhun snorted softly, staring at the tip of Cen Xiao's nose with burning eyes like Cha Gang: "That person's nose shape seems to be similar to yours, I can't tell."

"Which one?" Although Cen Xiao's face was tense, there was a sense of disbelief in his eyes.

Seeing him in a daze, Fu Zhun seemed to have grasped the overall situation, and continued to snort and say——

"Just the "Ghost General" you released two years ago."

"The kiss scene that started at 1 hour, 8 minutes and 43 seconds..."

"Who played it?"

Cen Xiao: "..."