I collided with my opponent [entertainment circle]

Sheng Xingran rang the doorbell of Lin Xu's house at nine o'clock in the evening without breaking his promise.

He had already taken a shower, and although his hair was brushed casually, water was still dripping from the ends, and it fell on the collar of his cotton pajamas, and was completely absorbed, extending a dark water stain.

Lin Xu looked at him and frowned, "You don't want to dry yourself before going out?"

"I'm afraid of running out of time." Sheng Xingran casually raised his hand and plucked the half-dry hair on his forehead, "It's not cold, it's fine."

From the bathroom, he took out the towel he usually used to dry his hair, and then took the hair dryer. Lin Xu walked up to Sheng Xingran who was already sitting on the sofa leaning on the armrest to stretch his tired body, put the towel on his shoulders, and turned on the hair dryer again. The hair dryer was handed to him: "Blow dry."

"Father Xu Xu, help me." Sheng Xingran raised his eyes, with a lot of tiredness in his eyes, "I really don't want to move anymore."

"I'll come." Zai Zai climbed onto the sofa, took the towel off Sheng Xingran's shoulders, and gently covered Sheng Xingran's head. His little hands imitated the way they usually see adults wiping their hair for Sheng Xingran. Rubbing her wet hair, she said to Lin Xu, "Father Xu Xu, I can use a hair dryer, I'll do it."

Sheng Xingran snapped his fingers triumphantly: "With our cub, it doesn't matter how tired Dad is, this is called sweetness."

It is very good for a father to be kind and a son to be filial.

The hair dryer is a product endorsed by Lin Xu. It will not overheat, and there is no danger of curling your hair if you use it improperly. It is very safe.

Lin Xu plugged in the hair dryer, handed it to Zai Zai, and instructed: "Take your time, and be careful not to point the outlet of the hair dryer into Xing Ran's father's eyes."

Zai Zai nodded, turned on the hair dryer and began to blow his hair with interest.

Buzzing white noise, warm and suitable wind, and Zai Zai's careful and gentle movements were superimposed on the exhaustion of the whole day, Sheng Xingran leaned on the sofa, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Zai Zai stroked Sheng Xingran's hair, looked at Lin Xu who was watching his movements, and reported seriously: "I'm fine."

Taking the hair dryer from Zai Zai, turning it off, and taking off the towel covering Sheng Xingran's head, Lin Xu carried Zai Zai off the sofa, gently supported Sheng Xing Ran to lie down on the sofa, Said to Zai Zai: "Xing Ran's father is too tired, let him sleep for a while."

Sheng Xingran originally wanted to go home and rest after telling Zai Zai a bedtime story and saying good night to Lin Xu.But it wasn't until he woke up in the middle of the night that he realized that he had fallen asleep without hesitation.

Opening his eyes, he immediately saw Lin Xu sitting on the armchair beside the three-seater sofa he was lying on.

Lin Xu closed his eyes, breathed softly and gently, and was 100% asleep.

"Why did you sit up and fall asleep again..."

Although he felt happy that Lin Xu was by his side, seeing Lin Xu resting his head on his hands and sleeping uncomfortably, Sheng Xingran immediately felt he couldn't stand it anymore.

He got up from the sofa, walked to Lin Xu, bent down to look at him carefully.

Lin Xu seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he would startle slightly from time to time, but he never woke up, even though Sheng Xingran was already very close, so close that his face was almost touching his face.

As if trapped in a nightmare, struggling to wake up, but still entangled in it.

Sheng Xingran stretched out his hand, smoothed Lin Xu's frowning brows, and stretched out his hand again.

His right hand went around Lin Xu's back and embraced his shoulders, his left hand went under Lin Xu's knee, and after adjusting his center of gravity, Sheng Xingran hugged Lin Xu horizontally.

No matter how careful and light-footed he was, Lin Xu finally woke up.

He met Lin Xu who opened his eyes and looked at him with a confused look, Sheng Xingran apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry, I just think...you don't feel comfortable sleeping like this, and your hands and feet may be numb when you wake up."

"En." Lin Xu uncharacteristically did not struggle.

Not only did he not struggle, he even raised his hand and took the initiative to embrace Sheng Xingran's neck. With the extension of his hand, his head naturally turned sideways, leaning against Sheng Xingran's shoulder, and even rubbed against the side of his neck. .

Once Lin Xu cooperated, Sheng Xingran's effort was instantly reduced a lot.

And Lin Xu's intimacy made Sheng Xingran's heart flutter even more.

But in the end, he was holding a thin but tall solid adult man, Sheng Xingran did not dare to overestimate his physical strength, so he could only speed up his pace and entered Lin Xu's bedroom.

After gently putting Lin Xu on the bed, although Lin Xu moved his head away from leaning on Sheng Xingran's shoulder, but he never let go of his neck.

Sheng Xingran sat on one knee at the head of the bed, bent down to match Lin Xu's posture, and whispered softly in Lin Xu's ear, "Did something happen?"

The one who answered him was Lin Xu's hand that wrapped around his neck even more forcefully.

Sheng Xingran hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

He gently pulled Lin Xu's hand away from his neck, then pulled Lin Xu up in the direction of his strength, turned slightly sideways, sat behind Lin Xu, stretched out his hand, and hugged Lin Xu tightly in his arms inside.

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, and the light from the living room extended into the corridor and then leaked into the slightly open bedroom, which was the only source of light, which was very weak.

In this ambiguous light, the lines extending from Lin Xu's white neck and protruding collarbone were covered by Sheng Xingran's hugging posture: "Whether you are dreaming or awake, you can .I am here and I will accompany you."

Lin Xu remained silent for a long time.

It was so long that Sheng Xingran thought that Lin Xu had fallen asleep peacefully, so he gently raised his head.

As Sheng Xingran raised his head, Lin Xu's voice sounded in the bedroom.

"Sheng Xingran." He said, "My mother, she passed away."

Intuitively feeling that Sheng Xingran's body embracing him froze, Lin Xu smiled lightly, and his voice was ethereal and vain: "She's freed."

Complicated emotions flashed across Sheng Xingran's eyes, he tried his best to suppress his feelings, not to affect Lin Xu, and simply and gently replied: "Yes."

Lin Xu moved his body, and Sheng Xingran relaxed his embrace.Lin Xu turned sideways in Sheng Xingran's arms, looking at him, his dark eyes cast a deeper color.He asked Sheng Xingran: "I was calm when I received the call. Not sad, is it wrong?"

Sheng Xingran looked at him seriously, shaking his head slowly but firmly.

Lin Xu turned around, raised his head slightly in Sheng Xingran's arms, and leaned on his shoulder.Sheng Xingran's fresh and dry breath enveloped Lin Xu, slowly relaxing his frowning brows.

"Why am I not sad at all?" Lin Xu said, "Am I cold-blooded?"

Sheng Xingran looked at his side face, raised his hand, smoothed the broken hair behind his ears, and tightened his arms again, making the rings tighter: "No. You are not cold-blooded."

"Really..." Lin Xu's voice dropped.

Sheng Xingran's voice also lowered: "Do you want to be alone? If you think I'm disturbing you..."

"I don't want to." Lin Xu shook his head lightly, the hair on the top of his head brushed against the side of Sheng Xingran's face, "I don't want to be quiet for a while. Sheng Xingran, talk to me."

"Okay." Sheng Xingran pressed against Lin Xu's ear, almost whispering, "I haven't told you a bedtime story today, do you want to listen?"

Lin Xu nodded obediently and softly: "I want to hear it."

"Then tell a story about a little rabbit riding an interstellar train?" Sheng Xingran quickly recalled the more healing stories he told Zai Zai in his mind.

Lin Xu shook his head: "No bunny."

"The little tiger is going to farm..."

Lin Xu shook his head again: "No little tiger."

"Alright, Lin Xiaoxu doesn't want a small tiger, let's get a big one..."

"Not even a big tiger." Lin Xu muttered, shaking his head even harder.

Facing Lin Xu who was as stubborn as a child, Sheng Xingran lowered his voice, softer and softer: "The little rabbit beat the big tiger..."

Feeling that Lin Xu was about to shake his head, Sheng Xingran immediately put his face against Lin Xu's profile, and stopped him from shaking his head vigorously: "We don't want little rabbits, big tigers, big hippos, and little giraffes."

Lin Xu laughed, "Father Xing Ran, what should we do then?"

The soft voice and body movements are completely different from the previous personality traits and demeanor, which are unfamiliar to Sheng Xingran.

But he could understand that Lin Xu's changes at this moment were different from usual.

When filming, Sheng Xingran also played a role that was so calm that people around him couldn't understand under the sudden heavy pressure.

He knew that in this stress response, the positive side of his self-psychological defense response was protecting Lin Xu at this moment, keeping him from contacting the pain and anxiety for a while, stabilizing the emotional balance, and reducing his inner fear and depression.

But when the positive side collapses and the negative effects sweep in... Sheng Xingran only feels that what he is protecting in his arms is a treasure that has already cracked. If he is not careful, the cracks will spread uncontrollably and eventually shatter. into countless fragments.

What Lin Xu faced and experienced was indeed beyond Sheng Xingran's life experience and psychological understanding.Nor can he conceitedly replace this ignorance with his distress.He had no choice but to accompany and comfort him.

Sheng Xingran stretched out his hand, gently stroked Lin Xu's face, covering his eyes: "There is a story about little Sheng Xingran, do you want it?"

Lin Xu smiled lightly, brushing his eyelashes with Sheng Xingran's palm, "Yes."

"There is a little Sheng Xingran, he..." he started, but Sheng Xingran got stuck, and he patted Lin Xu's back lightly as if he was trying to lull Zai Zai to sleep, "Give me 30 seconds."

Lin Xu smiled again, closed his eyes, and leaned against Sheng Xingran, "Think slowly, I'll wait for you."

"Once upon a time, there was a little Sheng Xingran, he had a weakness, and he was afraid that others would know..."

Lin Xu's breathing gradually stabilized, he moved his body again, turned sideways to find a position more suitable for Sheng Xingran's embrace, wrapped his arms around his waist, and fell into a deep sleep.

When the electronic clock at the bedside showed 05:00, Sheng Xingran, who had been paying attention to Lin Xu's reaction but hadn't slept, noticed that Lin Xu's body twitched suddenly.

After a few seconds, there was a cry buried in his arms, suppressing sobs.

Taking a deep breath, Sheng Xingran gently pressed kisses on the top of Lin Xu's head.

No words, no comfort, just a quiet presence.

Lin Xu hugged Sheng Xingran's waist tightly.It was like hugging the only driftwood in the deep sea.