Han Guang

Canada. "

Wu Yifan turned another page and drew in circles with a pen, but the expression on his face changed uncontrollably.

Canada—rao Lu Han doesn’t know anything, but he also knows who is there.

"Wu Yifan..."

Lu Han tentatively opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He hesitated, and saw the man put down the document, grab his right hand on the quilt with one hand, and take off his glasses with the other hand, and turned his head. He was fixed at a glance.

"Luhan, this time I won't say that if you don't want to, you don't have to go." Wu Yifan lowered his eyes, looking at the hand that he was firmly grasping.

Lu Han subconsciously felt that he should turn his head away to avoid his gaze.The voice next to the ear was too gentle, and it seemed a bit difficult to say no.

"Luhan, no matter how we started, no matter what will happen in the future, are you willing to give me a chance?"

"This is just an ordinary trip, just like any other trip, you will meet some people and see beautiful scenery... It doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly, as long as it takes, I don't mind."

Lu Han lowered his head, hating his posture, but he couldn't say anything except silence.

After getting along for more than half a year, the two gradually cultivated a tacit understanding, a harmonious atmosphere, and a mutually infiltrating social circle.But Canada is no better than the Li family after all.Luhan knows that this is the "home" in Wu Yifan's heart, bringing a stranger home, this kind of solemnity of "meeting the parents" makes Luhan a little embarrassed, and also a little... shaken.

"Do I have to go back with you?"

Lu Han turned his face away, looked up slightly at the man who was holding his hand, the palms of the two touching were sweating, like two children in first love.

"You can think about it before you set your schedule."

Wu Yifan smiled, stretched his arms around Lu Han's head, kissed the top of his head, and said "good night".

17. Say hello first

Park Chanyeol opened the door swayingly, the dress on his body still smelled strongly of champagne, and he saw Baek Hyun sitting quietly on the imperial concubine bed by the window, flipping through a white notebook in his hand peacefully.

Frowning subconsciously, Park Chanyeol asked while taking off his clothes, "What are you looking at?"

"script."

Baekhyun turned a page calmly, with an emotionless tone, but Park Chanyeol still could hear a hint of impatience.

"Didn't you tell me that you can't act?"

Snapped off the bow tie, "Why can't you just listen to me once?"

Bai Xian closed the script and sighed, without looking at the big man standing in the middle of the living room throwing his clothes while throwing a temper tantrum, he went upstairs, walked to the stairs, and said indifferently: "I just sang a theme song, the script is sent to I hold emotions."

Baekhyun had a straight face, with the slightly drooping corners of his eyes and the drooping corners of his mouth, as if he could cry at any time, but Park Chanyeol couldn't see this look.

Bai Xian sneered in his heart: He probably won't be able to see it in his life.

I still remember the excitement when someone asked him to act for the first time, thinking that it must be very interesting to work with such a famous actor!

After receiving a call from the manager the next day, I felt as if I had been looking forward to the whole season but didn't get strawberries. I was so disappointed that I couldn't believe it.When he rushed to Park Chanyeol's office, he was greeted with such simple and straightforward eyes, open and frank, generous, without any knowledge of concealment, and never flinched.

"I didn't let you act. The filming has to be so far away, I won't be able to see you every day when I go home!" The big man took his hand, acting like a poor child.

"You! Why do you—"

"I like you Baek Hyun, isn't it good to be by my side? Are you unhappy?"

"I...you! Park Chanyeol!"

"Ah, I'm here! Hey, baby!"

……

I just let it go for a few times. I used to know how to resist, but then I became numb.Sometimes I even comfort myself: I don’t really have to act anyway, isn’t music my favorite?At least that big dumb guy never limited himself to making records and being on stage.Bai Xian looked at the script in his hand, those joys and sorrows never belonged to him, his world had already been captured by that tall, tall, white-toothed villain, it was so crowded that nothing could be inserted.

Lu Han wore sunglasses and walked in front to open the way for Kim Jong Dae and Oh Se Hoon.The airport became more crowded, Lin Chuan stood in front of him, flashing lights lit up, and the crowd called the three of them one after another.

"Luhan, Luhan..."

"Sehun, Sehun..."

"Chen..."

Luhan smiled and walked while waving his hands from time to time, Jin Zhongda was a little nervous, and followed closely behind Luhan, while Wu Shixun looked a little sleepy, with a pale face and lips that were almost in a line, just like a caricature The boy who walked out of the middle vertically carried a touch of melancholy.

Huang Zitao swiped Weibo, saw the airport preview uploaded by the girls, swiped his hand, and forwarded a photo——

"Huang Zitao TaoV: @吴世苏V why does he look so tired? //@足球X解决的小孩子: Morning flight ahhh, the milk buns in the morning sun are delicious! ╭(╯3╰)╮"

Not far away, the theater manager and the scene reporter began to greet the start of work. Huang Zitao's assistant handed him water and gave him a last sip. The makeup artist came over to touch up the makeup, saw the boy in the photo on the phone, and smiled: "Wow, Zitao knows him." Oh Sehun!"

"Well, the friends I made after returning home."

"Is he more handsome in private than on stage?"

"Yes."

Huang Zitao's peach blossom eyes were smiling, and the makeup artist sister also blushed, jokingly said: "Why do you smile like Huai Chun, tsk tsk."

The X Orchestra's new album promotion has come to an end.Apart from the evening radio program, there are not many announcements throughout the day.Wu Shixun was so tired that he fell asleep in the dormitory, and was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone in the afternoon.

"Hey, who is it?"

With his eyes closed, his hoarse voice carried the impatience and laziness of being woken up.

"Shixun, don't go out now. I'll pick you up tonight at the radio station. You open Weibo first, that Huang Zitao...you guys are on the buzz!"

Huang Zitao? !

"What did you say?"

"You'd better go and see for yourself, remember not to open the door. Call me when you're hungry."

Hearing Lin Chuan hang up the phone, Wu Shixun struggled to get up, leaned against the head of the bed, rubbed his eyes, and opened Weibo when his vision finally became clear.

As a public figure, adding V is applied by the company. Usually, this Weibo is also managed by an assistant. When I am in a good mood, I will post X's training pictures, or party pictures, but the number is very small.After all, there are already enough eyes prying into his private life, and Wu Shixun is not in the mood to break the news in front of everyone.

"Huang Zitao TaoV: @吴世苏V why does he look so tired?"

Looking at the preview of his pick-up picture being greeted by Huang Zitao's name, Wu Shixun's first reaction was to sneer, but he couldn't laugh.

The Weibo was posted six hours ago. Seeing over [-] likes and over [-] retweets on the list, Wu Shixun suddenly found himself staring blankly at the phone screen with a silly expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he still sent a text message: "What are you doing?"

Somewhat dispiritedly, he threw away the phone, and just as he lifted the quilt and was about to get up, he heard the sound of a text message arriving.

"What for?"

Sighing, Wu Shixun pulled his hair, typed with one hand and resumed: "Weibo."

This time, he didn't throw the phone away, but he didn't see a reply from the other party for a long time. Just as he was about to get up, the phone vibrated in his hand.

"Hey, what do you want?"

"Why don't you post a Weibo!"

"What kind of right and wrong is Weibo, you don't know?!"

"Sorry, I just returned to China and am not familiar with domestic business."

"You! You did it on purpose!"

"Tweeting is always on purpose, okay?"

Wu Shixun was stunned for a moment, and frowned, "Is it interesting to play ambiguously in front of netizens?"

When Huang Zitao heard that he was really angry, he chuckled instead: "Are you ambiguous?"

Wu Shixun's hand holding the phone was sweating slightly, and the sound of the phone hanging up came from the receiver, clean and neat like a gunshot.After a while, there was a "ding" sound from the phone——

"Huang Zitao TaoV @you in a Weibo."

Wu Shixun blinked, clicked on the reminder, and a Weibo came into view:

"黄子韬TaoV: @吴世良V//@天天UP好体: The benefits of soaking your feet, 10 minutes a day, avoiding fatigue."

Before I could sneer, the second, third, fourth...

Wu Shixun sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the phone and thought of the notification sound again and again, and the earthquake shook again and again, a total of twenty Weibo posts about health preservation: either recommending small health-preserving remedies, or recommending famous health-preserving restaurants in the capital. In short, the screen of Wu Shixun's mobile phone was all over.

Wu Shixun checked Huang Zitao's Weibo. He had just returned to China, and his Weibo was brand new. He was the second person he followed after Hengjia Entertainment.The first Weibo seemed to be trying to function and circled myself, but it was quickly deleted.The next two are greetings and festive greetings to domestic movie fans.

Next was his airport map microblog, and the remaining [-] posts were all small health recipes for him.

How can someone be so capricious?

Wu Shixun grabbed the phone and suddenly smiled——

No, it should be, how can someone be more willful than himself?

Lu Han carried his luggage into the house, and the sunlight in the room shone on the empty room, adding a strange loneliness to the already familiar space.like to