I really didn't want to be popular [entertainment circle]

Su Zibo woke up from his sleep.

Unknowingly, I took a very long nap. After waking up, because the air conditioner was turned on too high, I covered my neck with the quilt and was sweating.

Su Zibo lifted the quilt, feeling uncomfortable from the sticky sweat.

He couldn't feel what time it was, and he didn't remember what he was doing before he fell asleep. Now his mind was full of wanting to take a breath in this sweltering environment and go out to take a shower.

He was still a little groggy, and when he went out, there were only spotlights in the corridor on the second floor.Looking away from the corner of the eye, he saw someone standing downstairs with his back turned to him, he couldn't see clearly in a trance.

Su Zibo squinted his eyes, and the light and shadow fell on his retina, until he saw the naked//exposed back under the light downstairs, with a complicated pattern on it.

He woke up instantly and his eyes widened.

That's... who's down there? !Shen Youlan?

What is behind Shen Yulan?Is it a tattoo?

The mobile phone in Su Zibo's hand accidentally dropped and knocked to the floor, he couldn't help shouting in surprise, "What's behind you?"

"..." Shen Youlan turned her head.

His well-trained muscles are beautifully textured in the light.And the pattern running down his back is a slender ornate western sword inserted obliquely, coiled with bright red roses, which looks as gorgeous and full of blood flowing from the edge of the sword from a distance. weird.

Of course, Su Zibo was still taken aback by the back. He stared at it for a long time, until Shen Youlan put on his coat and looked at him indifferently.

"Have you never seen a tattoo?" Shen Youlan said.

"No, you...you didn't say that either." Su Zibo ran downstairs as soon as he kicked his legs, ran to his side and asked curiously, "...show me."

"I saw it just now." Shen Youlan said.

"I didn't see it clearly, I just saw a sword and a few roses, please show me again." Su Zibo reached out and stroked his back.

Shen Youlan trembled as if being electrocuted, turned her head and said indifferently: "Don't make trouble."

The tone was still somewhat displeased and harsh, which made Su Zibo quickly withdraw his hand: "...Oh, don't watch it if you don't read it, don't be so fierce."

Shen Youlan got dressed, looked away and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Well, I'm going to take a shower." Su Zibo held his neck with his hands, "I'm sweating all over from sleep."

"Then do you still read at night?" Shen Youlan asked.

"...I don't want to read it, I've been watching it all afternoon." Su Zibo yawned and rubbed his stomach.

Shen Youlan understood: "You go take a bath first, and I will cook."

"Okay." Su Zibo said.

In the evening, after ordering food at random, and feeding Su Zibo, Shen Youlan threw the bowl into the dishwasher to let it work, and said, "I still have something in the car, you accompany me to get it."

"What?" Su Zibo asked.

Shen Youlan didn't answer him either, she just stood up from the ground, picked up her clothes and put them on neatly, and walked towards the door.

Su Zibo followed immediately, followed Shen Youlan out the door, and went to the car to get three big bags of things.After they came back with a heavy load and entered the door, Su Zibo discovered that the three bags were filled with Spring Festival couplets...the word "Fu"...

"And firecrackers?" Su Zibo said, "Oh...fake."

"It really can't be put." Shen Youlan took off the Spring Festival couplets and said, "Go, stick it to the door."

Su Zibo was still somewhat excited, he followed behind Shen Youlan dragging the bag, and said, "I haven't celebrated the New Year like this for several years."

"Me too." Shen Youlan said, "It's quite interesting."

After the two of them arranged their home, they finally felt a bit of the New Year in the empty place.Shen Youlan even bought a New Year's greetings outfit for his cat. A normally handsome cat suddenly became festive and happy.

Su Zibo was already very familiar with the cat, and pinched its neck to let it play New Year greetings: "Hurry up and say Happy New Year."

The cat looked hopeless and didn't want to talk to him.

"Gwen, hurry up and come to pay New Year's greetings."

The cat still ignored him.

Su Zibo was not angry, and sat cross-legged in front of the sofa, smiling to tease him.

He was in a good mood.

Shen Youlan squatted opposite him, with double-sided tape wrapped in her hand, looking at Su Zibo.When Su Zibo laughed heartily, it was sweet from the heart, and Shen Youlan suddenly remembered how many candies she still had in her pocket.

"Here." Shen Youlan handed it to him, "My colleague gave it to me."

"..." Su Zibo looked at Tang Tang, opened his mouth and said, "Thank you..."

As soon as he tore a piece of paper and put the candy in his mouth, he saw that there were words on the piece of paper.

"What is this?" Su Zibo leaned his head on the sofa and read, "'You are my ideal in the world...', wow!"

He got up and looked at Shen Youlan: "The colleague who gave you this candy is not easy."

Shen Youlan: "..."

It was fun for Shen Youlan to see his embarrassment, so Su Zibo opened another one while the iron was hot, the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth mixed with the taste of lemon, he bit into pieces and looked at the words on the paper, and immediately "pushed" Laugh out loud: "'Put words in candy, love you in heart...'"

"Okay, stop reading." Shen Youlan stopped him.

Su Zibo removed another one: "'With you now...I love you, not just now...'"

He froze for a moment after he finished speaking, then shuddered, threw it into the trash can next to him and shouted, "It's so disgusting..."

Su Zibo knew that the tips of his ears must be red at this moment, because he glimpsed from the corner of his eye that when he was reading, Shen Youlan stared at him motionlessly, expressionless but seemed to be listening to him very seriously.

I don't know why, but that look made him feel a kind of... playfulness.

And it made his ears burn quickly.

He hurriedly changed the topic, and pushed the candy away from the table: "Why do you have a tattoo? You still have tattoos all over your back, and you look so handsome."

Shen Youlan put down one leg and said, "There is a scar on the back."

"...Huh?" Su Zibo was taken aback for a moment.

Shen Youlan lowered her head and cut the paper with scissors: "When I was a child, one year during the summer vacation, I found out that a group of white hooligans bullied my sister. I fought with them. When they splashed hot water on my sister, I blocked her, and it all poured on my back. After a moderate burn, it becomes a scar."

"...I'm sorry." Su Zibo didn't expect such a reason at all, he stuttered in a hurry, "I, I don't know, that you, you..."

"It happened a long time ago." Shen Youlan thought for a while, "Probably a little younger than you are now."

"Did you grow up abroad?" Su Zibo asked.

"No, my sister has been abroad with her parents, and I lived with my uncle in China, and I didn't go abroad until university." Shen Youlan said, "That time was a summer vacation, I went to find my sister..."

"I'm sorry." Su Zibo stuffed him with a candy, "I just think it's cool...Anyway, it's impossible for me to get a tattoo in my life."

"Because he's a high-quality idol?" Shen Youlan tore off the wrapping paper, stuffed the candy in her mouth, and was almost sent away by the scent on the spot.

"No, maybe it's because I don't have the courage." Su Zibo trembled, "This hurts so much..."

Shen Youlan bit the candy into pieces, and smiled faintly: "Children."

"How old are you older than me?" Su Zibo asked in disbelief.

"Ten years old." Shen Youlan said.

"..." Su Zibo pursed his lips, "You're not thirty yet?"

"Thirty years have passed." Shen Youlan said, "Shouldn't I call you a child?"

"Great." Su Zibo clapped his hands and spread them out to him, "Then it's not too much for you to give a lucky money for Chinese New Year."

Shen Youlan looked at his hands, threw him a candy, and stood up.

"No, you're so stingy." Su Zibo raised his hand to tug at his trouser leg.

"It's not Chinese New Year yet." Shen Youlan raised her hand to cover the top of his head and told him to let go.

Shen Youlan's palm was huge, and she covered his head and rubbed it.

Su Zibo had just subsided some of the heat, and burned the tips of his ears again.

……

When it was time to go to bed at night, Su Zibo still felt uncomfortable and had a fever.

He could feel that this emotion was not normal, but he couldn't face its existence too directly, and attributed it to the fact that he had been with Shen Youlan for too long, and Shen Youlan was too kind to him.

Some kind of dependent emotion that appeared unconsciously, well...it must be like this.

When he finishes the college entrance examination, or has other work schedules, these cranky thoughts will definitely be cut off.

perfect.

A few years ago, he also thought that he fell in love with Chen Jue, but when Chen Jue said that he had a boyfriend, Su Zibo didn't feel jealous at all, instead he thought, ah, that's good.

It's not that he likes Chen Jue, he just feels lonely by himself, and most of the time he still needs to find something for himself.

But later, piles of work and external pressure left him no time to think about these things.

Therefore, Su Zibo has long realized that people have negative emotions because of emptiness, and emptiness is also due to lack of money and lack of feelings. The two are the same, and life is fulfilled, so I don’t want to find someone to accompany me so much.

Su Zibo covered his head with the quilt, and sighed contentedly.

……

The next day is New Year's Eve.

Su Zibo has not been out of the house for nearly 20 days. He wakes up early in the morning, and it is rare that the weather is clear, so he can go for a morning run without any scruples.

The high-end community is full of high-hanging red lanterns to set off the atmosphere. Neighbors will greet each other when they see each other. Su Zibo is wearing a thin sweater with a hat, but after running around the community, he feels that he is not physically strong enough. He hadn't recovered from physical activity for a long time, and he walked a few steps with his waist in his hands, when someone behind him put his hat directly on his head.

"?!" Su Zibo turned his head, his eyes covered by the hat.

But Shen Youlan's voice had already come: "Tired after running around?"

"How did you know that I just ran around..." Su Zibo straightened his hat and saw Shen Youlan clearly in front of him.

He was dressed in black sportswear, and looked even less dressed than him.

"One more lap." Shen Youlan urged.

"..." Su Zibo immediately began to perform and retreated, "If you want to run, run yourself..."

"Hurry up." Shen Youlan grabbed his hat, "Run."

"Damn it... Hey, hey, hey! Shen! Youlan! Shen!——"

Su Zibo was dragged forward all the way, and had to run with him: "Shen Youlan, go to hell..."

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