dark fire

It was nearly nine o'clock at night when we returned to the hotel, and upon entering the door, we saw piles of presents all over the living room, Ling Zhuo remembered that these were all given by fans yesterday.

So I sat down and patiently disassembled them one by one.

Yang Ming came to help him, and suddenly said 'huh', and said to Ling Zhuo: "Brother Zhuo, is this from Brother Ran?"

Ling Zhuo's mind moved, and he took the half-disassembled things from Yang Ming's hand.

On the top is a greeting card, written in familiar handwriting: "Happy birthday, happy every day.——Zhong Yiran"

Below is something wrapped in gift paper, very light, I don't know what it is.

Ling Zhuo slowly opened it and saw the contents clearly.

It is a record, he has been looking for it for a long time, the classic out-of-print album of a foreign band that has been disbanded for more than ten years, it has long been sold out on the market, second-hand is also priceless in the market, Zhong Yiran does not know where he found it, But it must have been a lot of work.

Ling Zhuo couldn't help being stunned,... What does Zhong Yiran mean by this?

When Lu Chixie came in, Ling Zhuo was still sitting on the ground in a daze, looking down at the record in his hand.

Yang Ming hesitated and said, "Brother Zhuo, I'll go down first."

Ling Zhuo raised his eyes, only then did he notice Lu Chixie who had already walked in front of him.

Yang Ming left to help them close the door, Lu Chixie stood still, his condescending gaze fell on Ling Zhuo's face, then moved down to the thing in his hand, and asked him: "What is this?"

Ling Zhuo: "A record."

His tone was a little low, he paused, and told the truth: "It's a birthday present from the captain."

Lu Chixie knelt down and reached for it, Ling Zhuo subconsciously didn't want to give it away, so he squeezed the record tightly, Lu Chixie stared at him: "Let go."

Ling Zhuo released his strength and let go, Lu Chixie took it over and looked through it slowly: "Like this?"

Ling Zhuo: "...um."

Lu Chixie: "Mr. Ling, it's just a record, are you half-hearted again? Why is it so easy for him to coax you?"

Ling Zhuo frowned: "No."

Lu Chixie: "Do you know for yourself?"

Ling Zhuo: "No really, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Lu Chixie: "I don't feel comfortable when you're like this."

Ling Zhuo resentfully said, "I'm sorry."

Lu Chixie pinched the record and patted him on the face: "Give me the record."

Ling Zhuo opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Lu Chixie: "Reluctance?"

Ling Zhuo: "If you want it, then I will give it to you."

Ling Zhuo was really reluctant to look at it, and he didn't know whether it was the record itself or the person who gave it to him. Lu Chixie accepted it bluntly, not giving him any thought.

"Don't think about it, you still have to film tomorrow, go to class."

A week later, Ling Zhuo asked for another half-day leave to go back and record the last song in his new album.

First I went back to the hotel to get some things, and when I was about to get in the car, I ran into Lu Chixie who had just come back from the set. Ling Zhuo greeted him and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lu Chixie: "Let's go, I with you."

Ling Zhuo reminded him: "I'm going to work."

Lu Chixie: "Yes, I will go with you."

Lu Chixie drove his own car, put Yang Ming down, and the two of them went.

After getting in the car, Ling Zhuo asked him: "You don't need to film?"

Lu Chixie said casually, "There are only two scenes in the afternoon, so I told the director to move back."

Ling Zhuo was a little speechless.

Lu Chixie glanced at him: "Why don't you wear the watch I gave you?"

Ling Zhuo: "How do you wear it for filming?"

Lu Chixie: "Aren't you not filming in the afternoon? Why don't you wear it?"

Before Ling Zhuo could say anything, he said again: "Because I'm going to see your captain, so you don't want to wear it?"

Ling Zhuo leaned on the seat and was a little drowsy at first, but when he heard this sentence, he frowned, opened his eyes and looked at Lu Chixie beside him, and said helplessly, "I just forgot."

Lu Chixie didn't quite believe it, and snorted lightly, "I forgot."

Ling Zhuo: "I really forgot."

Lu Chixie didn't answer any more calls, and drove in silence.

Ling Zhuo knew that he still didn't believe it, and wanted to explain, but Lu Chixie's attitude made him aggrieved.

believe or not.

So he ignored him, turned sideways to face out of the window, leaned against the seat and closed his eyes.

After arriving at the destination an hour later, before getting off the car, Ling Zhuo hesitated and asked Lu Chixie: "I may have to record for two or three hours, have you been waiting for me here?"

Lu Chixie got out of the car first.

In the recording studio, Zhong Yiran and the others had already arrived.

Zhong Yiran was talking to the staff, Zhang Xun was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, Deng Lanluo was dozing off, Qi Liangli had a stinky face and ignored everyone, and only when he saw Ling Zhuo came in did he say hello to him, and then He just noticed Lu Chixie who was swaying in behind him, and was stunned.

Zhong Yiran raised his head and saw Ling Zhuo and Lu Chixie, and frowned slightly.

Lu Chixie ignored them and found a place to sit down by himself.

Ling Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't explain.

Zhang Xun's business has nothing to do with him, and Deng Lanluo opened his eyes to see Lu Chixie. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Yiran. Zhong Yiran didn't say anything, but reminded everyone: "Go in."

Before entering the radio room, Lu Chixie suddenly called Ling Zhuo: "Ling Zhuo."

Ling Zhuo turned around.

Lu Chixie leaned lazily on the back of the seat and looked at him: "End early, and go out for dinner tonight."

The other four had different expressions, Ling Zhuo nodded.

The five of them entered the radio studio together. Before putting on the earphones, Qi Liangli asked Ling Zhuo in a low voice, "Brother Zhuo, why did you bring him here?"

Ling Zhuo: "He happened to be free, so he came together."

Ling Zhuo didn't explain much, and put on the earphones first.

Deng Lanluo glanced at Zhong Yiran, who had a complicated expression on his face, and put on the earphones without saying anything.

Lu Chixie waited outside in the control room, looking at Ling Zhuo from time to time through the glass wall.

Ling Zhuo seemed to be aware of it, raised his eyes a few times, met his eyes, and then glanced away.

During their break, Lu Chixie went outside to answer the phone.

Ling Zhuo asked about the concert, Qi Liangli curled his lips and said, "Brother Zhuo, you don't know yet, but Brother Ran has accepted Shangxun's hip-hop variety show in the first quarter of next year as a tutor, and the recording time coincides with our concert. They Everyone is a busy person, whether the concert can be held or not is a big question mark."

Ling Zhuo was slightly surprised, and asked Zhong Yiran with his eyes, Zhong Yiran nodded: "Yes, it's true."

Zhang Xun said, "It's not good, it should be like this, no one should think about their own future."

Qi Liangli glared at him.

Ling Zhuo has no idea. Now that things are up to now, whether he can hold a concert or not is just a job for him. If he can hold it, he will finish it seriously. If he can’t, then forget it. Have the opportunity.

Zhong Yiran made such a choice, but it made him feel that this is what it is, and that's good, he didn't want Zhong Yiran to give up the opportunity again and again.

He said, "Congratulations, that's great."

Zhong Yiran: "...Thank you."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, Lu Chixie came in, Qi Liangli called him in a calm manner: "Hey, Prince, what are you doing pestering Brother Zhuo all the time?"

Lu Chixie sat down and smiled inexplicably: "I am willing."

His gaze turned to Ling Zhuo: "Teacher Ling, what do you think I'm pestering you for? Since this little brother is curious, why don't you answer him."

Ling Zhuo was very embarrassed, but luckily the staff had already reminded them, and they continued to work.

At five o'clock, today's recording ends.

Zhang Xun and Qi Liangli left one after the other, Ling Zhuo packed up his things, and Lu Chixie was still sitting by the side waiting for him.

Zhong Yiran finished talking with the staff inside, and when he came out, he called out: "Ling Zhuo."

Ling Zhuo turned around.

Lu Chixie also casually tilted his head, his eyes fell over.

Zhong Yiran only looked at Ling Zhuo: "Are you...going back to the set?"

"Well," Ling Zhuo nodded, "I went back after dinner. By the way, where did you find the record you gave me, Captain? Thank you."

Zhong Yiran: "...as long as you like it."

Lu Chixie stood up and urged Ling Zhuo: "Teacher Ling, let's go."

He went out first, Ling Zhuo picked up his bag and followed, Zhong Yiran stretched out his hand and pulled him when he went out, Ling Zhuo looked over in doubt, Zhong Yiran looked hesitant, and asked him: "Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

Before Ling Zhuo could speak, Lu Chixie turned around and reminded him again: "Ling Zhuo, let's go."

Zhong Yiran looked at Ling Zhuo, Ling Zhuo avoided his gaze: "Captain, I have an appointment tonight, let's go first."

Zhong Yiran let go of his hand slowly, Ling Zhuo said "goodbye" in a low voice, and hurried out to catch up with Lu Chixie who had gone far away.

At the end of the corridor, Ling Zhuo pushed Lu Chi to rest, Zhong Yiran watched them walk into the elevator together, lowered his head and closed his eyes lightly.

"I pushed the person out, do you regret it now?" Deng Lanluo's voice was behind him.

Deng Lanluo came out one step later and looked at Zhong Yiran in front of him: "Captain, if it's Crown Prince Shang Xin, I think no matter whether it's Brother Liu, Ling Zhuo's manager or the company, they won't object."

Zhong Yiran frowned, his eyes were slightly cold: "Ling Zhuo is not that kind of person."

Deng Lanluo: "What kind of people? How do you know they are not for real?"

Being stuffed into the car by Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo stretched out his foot and kicked him, Lu Chixie bent down, leaned on the car door with one hand and looked at him deeply.

Ling Zhuo: "Are you sick again?"

It was fine before, but just after he came out, this person suddenly ignored him again, he was so angry that he simply said that he went to have dinner with Zhong Yiran, and Lu Chixie dragged him into the car all the way.

"Enough is enough." Lu Chixie reminded him.

Ling Zhuo: "What is enough?"

Lu Chixie: "Don't be ambiguous with other men in front of me over and over again."

Ling Zhuo blushed, Lu Chixie's words were too harsh: "You are the one who is ambiguous with people..."

"Who am I having an affair with?" Lu Chixie cut off his words, "Are you reasonable? Besides you, there is another person beside me who is unclear?"

Ling Zhuo: "Who is not clear to you? You are unreasonable, you bully people too much."

Lu Chixie got into the car, put down the passenger seat with one hand, suppressed Ling Zhuo's body, pinched his chin and kissed him.

Ling Zhuo turned his head and tried to avoid it, but was caught by Lu Chixie again, biting his lip and digging in.

He struggled for a moment, couldn't break free, gave up, but refused to respond.

Lu Chixie kissed for a while, then withdrew from his mouth, caressing his face: "Are you angry again? Why are you so easily angry?"

Ling Zhuo was not in a good mood: "You yourself are uncertain, so you have the nerve to tell me, do I have to accept it? You have a good idea."

Lu Chixie looked at him, froze for a moment, then smiled again: "Okay, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Ling Zhuo: "Then tell me, why were you unhappy just now?"

Lu Chixie: "You don't want to wear a watch, and he told you to eat, why are you hesitating?"

Ling Zhuo was so angry that he pushed him again: "You are talking nonsense, I said I forgot, and I didn't hesitate, I was thinking how to refuse, you called me before I had time to speak, and I immediately refused him gone."

Lu Chixie narrowed his eyes slightly, as if evaluating the credibility of his words.

Ling Zhuoqi didn't say anything: "If you don't believe me, forget it."

Lu Chixie grabbed his hand, lowered his head, and kissed him again.

Ling Zhuo couldn't push it away, and finally reluctantly changed into the position of hugging the person on his body.

This time, he opened his lips cooperatively, and when they touched each other, he complained unbearably: "Don't bite me, be gentle..."

Zhong Yiran and Deng Lanluo came down to the parking lot together, Zhong Yiran was a little distracted, Deng Lanluo noticed at a glance the supercar parked not far away, and inside the half-open door were two closely overlapping figures.

He turned around, blocking Zhong Yiran's sight, Zhong Yiran looked at him suspiciously, Deng Lanluo smiled and said, "I'm fine tonight, why don't we go have dinner together?"

Zhong Yiran nodded indifferently: "Let's go."

Lu Chixie sat back in the driver's seat, Ling Zhuo sat up straight, licked his bitten lips, and complained in his heart that Lu Chixie was a bastard, but then realized that they were in a public place with the door open, secretly regret.

Lu Chixie asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Ling Zhuo: "... Teacher Lu, please pay attention to the occasion next time."

Lu Chixie ignored him and drove out.

For dinner, Lu Chixie found a restaurant in a private club, and on the dining table, he handed Ling Zhuo something, which was the record that Zhong Yiran had given him.

Ling Zhuo was slightly surprised: "Are you willing to return it to me?"

Lu Chixie: "Look, what's the difference from before?"

Ling Zhuo turned the record over, opened his eyes slightly, and there were a few extra signatures on the cover.

Lu Chixie: "The autographs of the band members."

Ling Zhuo: "How did you find them? They have been disbanded for a long time."

Lu Chixie said casually: "If you are still alive, you have to get it. What's the problem?"

Ling Zhuo was silent, what Zhang Jing said was something no one else could ask for, it was only a matter of Lu Chixie's words, it was indeed not a lie.

Lu Chixie: "This is not the original one. I won't return that one if you gave it to me. This one is brand new, not second-hand. Do you like it?"

Ling Zhuo nodded: "Yes."

Lu Chixie: "Just smile if you like it, don't frown."

Ling Zhuo forced a smile on his face: "Mr. Lu, you can easily get whatever you want like this. Wouldn't there be a lot of fun and surprises in life?"

Lu Chixie: "Who said I can get everything easily?"

Ling Zhuo: "Isn't it?"

Lu Chixie looked at him: "I want Teacher Ling to like me wholeheartedly, is it easy?"

Ling Zhuo was taken aback.

Being stared at by Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo blushed inexplicably.

He lowered his head and took a sip of water, and said vaguely, "It shouldn't be too difficult, so just work harder."

Lu Chixie saw his reaction and laughed softly: "Okay."