dark fire

The day before Ling Zhuo's birthday, fans were allowed to visit the set.

His fan support club organized a birthday support for him on the set with several big stations, and all the crew members were well-preserved, with delicious food and drinks, as well as gifts.

During filming, Ling Zhuo went out to meet and take pictures with the fans who came to visit the set. He collected a lot of gifts and letters, and it took three trips for the nanny car to transport them all back to the hotel.

Filming and celebrating birthdays with fans, he was busy until the evening before he had time to catch his breath and go back to the lounge for dinner.There will be an online live broadcast in a while, so that fans who can't come to the scene can also watch him.

In order to save time, Yang Ming has already adjusted the live broadcast equipment for him and turned it on directly. He talked to fans while eating.

"There will be a night show later, so I can only take a few bites at this time. Have you all had dinner?"

"The crew is very generous, and the director also said that tomorrow is my birthday and give me a day off."

"What do you want to see? What's interesting about the dishes I eat..."

After saying a few words, Ling Zhuo had no choice but to adjust the camera to the dining table when he saw the fans swiping the screen to see what he was eating. There were four dishes and one soup. Luxurious.

Immediately, someone on the screen asked if it was a box lunch for the crew, why is the food for the crew so good?Ling Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "No, it's Mr. Lu's little stove, I'll partner with him."

In fact, it was free to eat and drink, but if he even counted the money with Lu Chixie, Lu Chixie would definitely turn against him.

As soon as the words came out, there were Ling Chi CP fans incarnate screaming chickens on the screen, but these people were few after all, and they were painted down by Ling Zhuo's Wei Wei after a few strokes.

When asked what he planned to do during the holiday tomorrow, Ling Zhuo thought for a while and said, "Don't do anything, take a day off, read the script and memorize the lines, and it's over."

Someone also asked him if he would meet other members, most of them were cp fans and group fans of him and Zhong Yiran, Ling Zhuo replied: "Everyone is very busy recently, with a lot of work, so we may not be free to meet. situation."

After that, all the questions about teammates were skipped.

The messages on the screen were swiped quickly, and Ling Zhuo picked up the questions to answer.

"I already ate the birthday cake this afternoon. What kind of wish did you keep? It won't work if you tell it."

"It is estimated that the filming of this movie will be finished by the end of next month, and a new album will be released after that. There will be a breakthrough in the style of the new album. I won't say much about it. You will know when the time comes."

"I will continue filming. Recently, I feel that filming is quite interesting. I want to try more different types of roles. Of course, I will continue to sing songs. Don't worry about that."

Ling Zhuo's style has always been like this during live broadcasts, chatting with fans in a leisurely manner, and his fans have long been used to it, and they all started swiping the screen to urge him not to just talk, but to eat quickly.

Ling Zhuo smiled: "Isn't it boring for you to watch me eat?"

Then there were rows of "not boring" neatly answered on the screen. For these fans, probably watching Ling Zhuo's live broadcast and eating and eating all day would not be boring.

Ling Zhuo glanced at the time, he really had to eat quickly, and he had to film in a while.

Yang Ming finished eating and went outside to help him get things in the nanny's car. When Lu Chixie came in, only Ling Zhuo was there.Sitting across from him, Lu Chixie asked him, "Will you go for a late-night snack?"

Ling Zhuo coughed lightly and reminded him: "Mr. Lu, I'm live broadcasting."

Lu Chixie raised his eyebrows, and noticed that there was indeed a laptop in front of Ling Zhuo, so he got up and bent over to it.His magnified face suddenly appeared in the camera, and he greeted Ling Zhuo fans with a smile.His name was being swiped all over the screen, Lu Chixie picked out a message and read it out: "Mr. Lu, do you have a good relationship with our Xiaozhuo?"

He looked at Ling Zhuo with a smile: "Xiao Zhuo?"

Ling Zhuo didn't look sideways, Lu Chixie laughed again, and answered the fan's question: "I think it's pretty good, why don't you ask your Teacher Ling if he thinks it's good."

Ling Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable, and nodded his head: "...we are good friends."

Lu Chixie stepped back from the camera and silently reminded him with his mouth: "Boyfriend."

Ling Zhuo pretended not to see it.

He almost finished his meal, and interacted with fans for another round, saying that he was going to film a movie, and turned off the live broadcast.

Lu Chixie asked him again: "Going to eat supper tonight?"

Ling Zhuo: "Whatever."

Lu Chixie: "Then go."

The night scene was filmed twice, and after nine o'clock Lu Chixie drove Ling Zhuo and left the set alone.

While waiting for the traffic light, Ling Zhuo lowered his head and sniffed at Lu Chixie's arm: "Have you been wearing perfume?"

Lu Chixie said casually, "Your fans are doing cheerleading, so just give it a try."

Ling Zhuo: "Oh."

His fans came to the crew today to support him on his birthday, and gave gifts to each of the main creators. The T&G perfume he endorsed had just been officially announced, and his fans gave everyone a bottle. Lu Chixie got this scent It smells good.

Speaking of which, this endorsement is also thanks to Lu Chixie.

Thinking of what Lu Chixie said before, Ling Zhuo asked him: "Your mother...don't know about us, right? You promised not to tell others."

Lu Chixie glanced at him: "My mother can't say either?"

Ling Zhuo: "Isn't it weirder to tell your mother?"

Lu Chixie: "You care about my mother's opinion?"

Ling Zhuo said truthfully: "She is my idol."

Lu Chixie: "Idol?"

Ling Zhuo: "Well, can you ask her for an autograph for me?"

Lu Chixie was surprised at first, and then laughed out loud.

Ling Zhuo blushed from his smile: "Is it okay?"

Lu Chixie ignored him, the red light had already turned green, he continued to drive, and said, "When you see her later, ask her for it yourself."

The corner of Ling Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly as he didn't get the idol's autograph, and he could only forget it.Seeing Lu Chixie drive the car back to the city, he asked him, "Where should we go for supper?"

Lu Chixie: "You'll know when you go."

The car drove into the bustling business district in the city center. The restaurant was on the top floor of one of the skyscrapers. Lu Chixie booked a restaurant here, and there were no other guests.

It is said to be a supper, but it is more like a formal dinner.

Ling Zhuo was busy with the live broadcast in the evening, so he didn't eat a few bites. He was really hungry at the moment, and he didn't care about it. He just sat down and said: "The prince is so grand."

Lu Chixie: "You can go elsewhere. If you don't mind being known that I accompany you out for your birthday, I don't mind either."

Ling Zhuo shut his mouth.

One after another, Lu Chixie poured red wine for Ling Zhuo and asked him, "How did you spend your birthday last year?"

Ling Zhuo thought about it, last year, last year, the five of them lived together, had an online singing session, then went out to eat together, after returning to the dormitory, he and Zhong Yiran chatted alone on the balcony, the whole night.

It's only been a year, and it's already as far away as it happened in the previous life.

He didn't answer, put the wine to his lips, and took a sip.

Lu Chixie looked at him, and twitched the corners of his lips: "Don't want to say it? Forget it, because your birthday is coming soon, I don't care about it with you."

"..." Ling Zhuo lowered his head to eat.

Lu Chixie: "You just said my mother is your idol?"

Ling Zhuo was embarrassed to admit: "Well, I have liked it since I was a child."

Lu Chixie: "What do you like?"

Ling Zhuo: "Good acting skills, good looks too."

Lu Chixie: "Really? I'm also good at acting, others say I look like my mother, why don't you like me?"

Ling Zhuo: "...This is not the same thing at all."

Lu Chixie: "So you admit that you still don't like me."

Ling Zhuo was very helpless: "You are so unreasonable, you just said that you let me go because of my birthday."

Lu Chixie lightly "ah".

"Mr. Lu," Ling Zhuo lowered his voice, "You still want to show me face on my birthday?"

Lu Chixie looked at him, reached out his hand after a while, and pinched his face hard.

Ling Zhuo patted his hand away.

After eating a supper for nearly two hours, when it was almost midnight, Lu Chixie signaled Ling Zhuo to look outside.

Ling Zhuo turned his head in doubt. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were tall buildings. The lights of the city had already been turned off, and there was only a little bit of light. He didn't understand what Lu Chixie wanted him to see.

Lu Chixie glanced at his watch: "There is still half a minute."

As soon as midnight arrives, the sleeping city seems to be awakened suddenly, and all the high-rise buildings in the distance are lit up at the same time.

It is an extremely gorgeous flame red, constantly changing colorful colors outside the tall buildings, like fireworks suddenly exploded, and it is reflected in Ling Zhuo's surprised black eyes.

Flame red, his personal cheering color.

The light show lasted for half an hour, and when the curtain call came to an end, Ling Zhuo was almost speechless.Recovering from his daze, he thought he had to say something when his cell phone rang.

Seeing the name of the incoming call displayed on the screen, the excitement was pulled back in an instant, Ling Zhuo clicked to answer, and opened his mouth first: "Captain..."

Zhong Yiran called to say happy birthday to him, since they haven't contacted each other alone for a long time since the last Qixi Festival, Ling Zhuo was in a daze for a moment, and even felt an indescribable strangeness, thanked Zhong Yiran.

Zhong Yiran: "I bought you a birthday present and sent it to your hotel."

Ling Zhuo: "Give it to me next time we meet, you don't have to send it so much trouble."

Zhong Yiran: "It has been sent, and it will be received during the day."

Ling Zhuo: "...Thank you."

Then there was silence.

Ling Zhuo was stunned, the phone was taken away by the people around him, Lu Chixie didn't say a word, and directly hung up and turned it off for him.

Ling Zhuo frowned: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chixie said, "Mr. Ling, talking on the phone with other men in front of your boyfriend, isn't it good?"

Ling Zhuo wanted to defend himself, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, he felt depressed for a while.

I don't know if Lu Chixie hung up the phone out of anger, or something else.

Lu Chixie threw the phone back to him, Ling Zhuo didn't turn it on again, and asked, "Did you make this light show outside?"

Lu Chixie: "Looks good?"

Ling Zhuo nodded: "Yes."

The waiter had already delivered the cake, Lu Chixie lit the candles, and the lights in the restaurant went out, he reminded Ling Zhuo: "Make a wish."

Ling Zhuo was silent for a while, and said, "I don't want to make a wish."

Lu Chixie: "Why?"

Ling Zhuo: "It's nothing interesting, and I'm not a child, it's all a lie."

He didn't tell the truth to his fans during the live broadcast, and he didn't actually make a wish when the fans celebrated his birthday in the afternoon.

In the past seven years, every year today, he made the same wish, wanting the person he likes to also like him, but in the end it all came to nothing, he didn't believe it anymore.

Lu Chixie: "Whether a wish can be realized or not depends not on God's fulfillment, but on man's victory over heaven."

Ling Zhuo was taken aback, and Lu Chixie looked at him: "You don't want to make a wish, let me make one for you, and see if it can come true next year."

Ling Zhuo nodded.

Lu Chixie stared into his eyes: "Then make a wish to the person who likes you, and you like him too."

Ling Zhuo was completely speechless.

Forget it, so be it.

He took a deep breath and blew out the candle.

Lu Chixie took his hand in the dark, and put a watch on his wrist.

"Happy birthday."

The lights above his head came back on again, Ling Zhuo looked down and saw that it was the same couple watch as Lu Chixie's.

He didn't refuse: "Thank you."

At one o'clock in the morning, Lu Chixie drove Ling Zhuo to the opposite direction from the film and television studio.

Ling Zhuo drank, a little dizzy, leaned against the back of the seat and didn't speak, and didn't ask where Lu Chixie was taking him.

I couldn't sleep with my eyes closed, so I turned on the machine again.

Zhong Yi then called him twice and sent him a WeChat message to ask him what was wrong. Ling Zhuo felt uncomfortable and replied, "The phone ran out of battery just now", and the other side quickly replied, reminding him to rest early , he did not come back.

Others in the group of five who had been silent for a long time also sent him birthday wishes, and Ling Zhuo replied thank you and a smiling face, and quit WeChat.

Bored, he clicked on Weibo, refreshed, and found a new post from the website called DarkFire. Ling Zhuo was slow to remember that he had quietly followed the CP website of him and Lu Chixie before.

Seeing clearly what Zhanzi posted, Ling Zhuo was shocked suddenly, and his drunkenness and drowsiness disappeared immediately.

This station claimed the birthday support light show at midnight.

The comments and reposts are all howling. Not only is the business good, but Godzhan is also a super trench. Also, the light show of hundreds of buildings in the busiest commercial center outside normal hours lasts for half an hour. How much money will it cost?

Someone joked in the comments: "Don't let this website be opened by the big devil himself."

In the phrase.

Ling Zhuo turned his head to look at the person beside him who was focused on driving: "Mr. Lu, you drive this station DarkFire?"

Lu Chixie: "How is it possible, I don't have the energy."

Ling Zhuo didn't believe it: "It must be someone close to you, Xiaoqian? Or someone else?"

Lu Chixie: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo: "..."

Ling Zhuo: "Mr. Lu, you are so scary."

Lu Chixie glanced at him.

Ling Zhuo said so, but he didn't get angry when he saw it, but smiled instead.

"Aren't you afraid to open your own cp station? Well, let me change the word, you are so boring and childish."

Lu Chixie reached out and pinched his face again.

Ling Zhuo blocked it, and asked with a smile: "Then what will you do next time you celebrate your own birthday? Do you also have such an exaggerated support? It's embarrassing to support yourself, but if you don't do it, you will be scolded. ? You don't want me to do it for you, I have money and I don't plan to burn it like this."

Lu Chixie: "Don't worry about Lao Ling teacher."

Ling Zhuo: "Okay, but thank you."

Lu Chixie glanced at him, Ling Zhuo's eyes were sincere and slightly embarrassed.

Lu Chixie nodded: "Yes."