No.30 Eight Lovers

You are also born for the stage, if not for me..."

"I think I'm quite suitable to be a CEO. It's better to be a tall, rich and handsome boss than a jokester."

"What about your brother's dream?"

"That's my brother's, my dream is you."

"..." Lu Han finally smiled slightly, "I can't match your glib tongue."

"It's from the bottom of my heart!"

At the end of the number of songs, Bian Baekhyun, who was singing and dancing, panted heavily, took a few sips from the bottles of water given by the fans, raised them above his head, and poured water from his head.Handsomely tossing his hair, water splashed everywhere, and attaching the white towel hanging around his neck to the top of his head, Baekhyun sat lazily on the steps and looked at the fans under the stage, smiling quietly.

The voice shouting Baekhyun's name from the audience was louder and louder, signaling to the fans to be quiet, and everyone fell silent again tacitly.

"I'm very happy today!" As if chatting with an old friend, Bian Baekhyun is leisurely after sweating, smiling in a good mood, "This is my first solo concert. The stage is huge and free, and there is a kind of dream come true. True bliss. Let me tell you a secret today! Oh, maybe two."

The crowd roared with applause and cheers again.

"Actually, I had a dream when I was very young. It was a dream. I was looked up to and worshiped like a star, aloof. I was really young when I had this idea. At that time, Baekhyun It was not called Bian Baekhyun, but Bian Baekhyun; Bian Baekhyun at that time was not of Korean ethnicity, but just a little bastard brought by an unmarried mother; Bian Baekhyun at that time never heard a word of praise, only a A bunch of harsh words that are hard to hear." As if talking about such ordinary things as eating and sleeping, Bian Baekhyun was still idle, laughing at the sighing and stunned fans in the audience.

"This idiot..."

Luhan murmured softly, Wu Shixun saw him staring at Baekhyun on the stage, his eyes were like torches, those eyes reflected the colorful lights, there were scattered emotions, distressed and gratified at the same time... Gently hold Luhan Holding hands tightly, the past that he failed to participate in can only accompany him in the aftertaste.

"At that time, I still had friends. He had a very good family background, a perfect appearance, and a very cute personality, but you would never understand why such a perfect person would still be the target of public criticism like me. I like it very much He, really! At that time, I thought, if I could, I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. Later, a misunderstanding made me hate him. I experienced a fire, and I deserved to die. I escaped The sea of ​​fire, the pain that is worse than death is really more unforgettable than anything else. My mother, that lonely and strong woman, sold all her usable organs in order to save her son. You don’t know the feeling. I am alone Hysterical in the cold hospital bed, loneliness and despair are more terrifying than anything else. At that time, I swore that if I survived and got out of the hospital, I would no longer be the slaughtered Byun Baekhyun!"

"Change is actually very difficult, especially completely. I have said too much panic, but the only truth is that I love this stage very much. When I stand here with all my strength, I suddenly realize that the past I have been caring about is actually just a memory. gone."

"The second secret may be more interesting to you. This is the half year since Park Chanyeol and I were together and also the half year after we broke up. I have been very focused in the past six months. I have completed two films that were paid for by breaking up. I am on autograph tour, and now even the concert is successfully held. I am very busy and tired, I dare not take a break, and when my mind is quiet, I always look like Park Chanyeol. I miss him very much...We are not a couple, we have never been , he doesn't love me, I know it well. In this life, I have nothing as Byun Baekhyun, and as Baekhyun I've lied a lot, and I'll be a snobbish liar again in tomorrow's weekly gossip magazine, but I don't regret confessing it to everyone , or to say that this time I broke the boat and didn’t let myself have any leeway. I don’t have the confidence to win everyone’s sympathy or forgiveness. The entertainment industry is really too complicated. Compared with pure music, those flashy things are always more important. I don’t I just started to forget my roots.”

Putting his hands on the ground, Baekhyun stood up slowly, and bowed deeply to the fans, "If one day, Baekhyun can introduce himself as Byun Baekhyun with a pure smile. I think I will come back beautifully and quietly. Singing. Now, I want to make up for everything I'm missing. If I was lucky back then, I think I would be an ordinary college student, living a regular life, talking about a pure love... Now I want to get it all back , like you, smile like a flower, like the person you want to like, and skip a class from the bald professor."

The little girls around were all crying, calling Baekhyun not to leave, but Wu Shixun saw Luhan smiling with tears in his eyes.

"Where do you think he will go to school?"

Turning to look at Wu Shixun, Luhan smiled knowingly, reached out to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, relaxed, "Who knows! But I think Seattle is very suitable for him..."

The two smiled at each other.

"I think so too..."

It’s just what the book says——

An instant trip, a desperate love...

ch45.

[Cold night No?Warm nights Yes!The world exists only to watch you]

"On the 15th day after Wu Shixun's business trip, the weather turned from cloudy to cloudy. I want to watch a horror movie with him under the blanket, or have a macchiato with him..."

Suddenly it rained heavily outside the window, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled on the glass.On the 15th day of Wu Shixun's business trip to Italy, Luhan finished writing the diary quietly, looking at the content, he felt like laughing, when did he have such a girlish feeling.

The phone rang suddenly, Lu Han put down his notebook, followed the source of the sound and found the phone among the messy pile of design drafts, the number came from Milan, Italy.

"Is it raining in Milan?"

"Sunny. But it's raining in my heart. I miss my wife. I don't know what he is doing at home alone? Have you eaten? Have you dressed warmly? Have you missed me?"

"Oh? Why didn't I know when you got married?"

"Are you implying that I want to marry you earlier?"

"Poor you!"

"Don't worry, even without the red book, I will spoil you forever."

"I'm not a delicate woman!"

"...I know. You are the man I love."

"Um……"

"I'm off to work. I'll ask Dudu to accompany you today."

"Okay, remember to eat."

From five calls a day at the beginning to one call a day now, the call time has become less and less, and the reason for ending the call is that Wu Shixun is busy.

It feels like a couple entering a period of burnout. The old wife is waiting at home for her husband who does not come home at night.

Old people? !

Looking at his own appearance on the black screen of the phone, Lu Han examined his face again, red lips and white teeth, very good.

Pu Chi smiled, when had I ever been so hypocritical?

"Sir, there is a post"

From Kris Wu.

The ex (ex-boyfriend, girlfriend) is fiercer than a tiger!It suddenly occurred to me that that day when I hugged Wu Yifan in front of Wu Shixun, I was very magnanimous at first, but when I got home, I left this angry remark and went upstairs angrily.

"Why don't you continue to pretend to be generous?"

"I am a man!"

"What did I do with him?"

"I didn't care what you did before! Now I can't even touch it!"

"why?"

Looking angrily at Lu Han's uncontrollably funny expression, Wu Shixun knew that he was playing tricks on purpose, so he let go of his righteous indignation and pretended to be deep, "I am a man."

I see, you are indeed a man!

"The man soaked in vinegar..."

Therefore, in order to appease the jealousy, Lu Han and Wu Yifan had very little contact, or more or less because he couldn't get rid of the pissing nature of breaking up lovers like enemies.

After opening the package, several layers of kraft paper bags were carefully packed, and finally a few sheets of pure white A4 paper were taken out.

It is the first draft of Selvia!

After nearly two years, Luhan almost forgot it existed.

There is also a plain white embossed invitation.

The call to explain came in a timely manner, Wu Yifan seemed to have picked the right time.

"received?"

"Ah."

"It can be considered as returning to the original owner."

Pulling through the design drawings, Lu Han smiled, "Actually, there is no need for that. I was still an employee of K&Q when I designed it, and its copyright should belong to the company."

"I think maybe it would be better if you personally put it on for him..." Wu Yifan smiled helplessly, "Wu Shixun's style, Wu Shixun's size, and even Wu Shixun's name."

"...you know everything?"

"It's a pity that you know it a bit late. Selvia, Huntforlover, when you designed it, you already decided that the person who finally fell in love with Serbia was Wu Shixun, and the lover who waited so hard can only be Wu Shixun."

(Note: SElvia, HUNtforlover refers to the daughter of the forest who captures her lover. Combining the uppercase parts of it means SEHUN, and its meaning will become LoverisSehun. Here it highlights Luhan’s intentions and expectations)

"thanks…"

"Do you always look forward to wearing that exclusive clothes for your beloved? Shouldn't the Forkris back then be worn on me..."

"That's every designer's hope... Is Xingxing okay?"

"Well. The doctor said it's stable now."

"That's good……"

Then came a relatively wordless silence.

"Uh... what's the invitation letter?"

"Oh, it's an invitation to Fashion Week."

"You know, I'm not a designer anymore."

"You do not know?"

"what?"

After that first silence, will