When Han Zhiyuan saw Tang Yifeng again, almost eight or nine days had passed. During this period, Han Zhiyuan never bothered others, but he kept silently following Tang Yifeng's movements, and even used private connections to control his actions. One move, and then appear in front of him at the most suitable time.
If you want to walk into a person who hates you, you are by no means omniscient, let alone stalking, but knowing the timing, and choosing the most appropriate time to appear in front of him when he needs it most. Han Zhiyuan is not speaking from experience, but he has this awareness.
Zhu You had given up exploring how the two had an affair, and as long as Han Zhiyuan didn't go too far, he wouldn't bother.
Han Zhiyuan knows that Tang Yifeng will meet his album producer here at eight o'clock tonight. It can be said that this is Tang Yifeng's last chance, because in these short ten days, Tang Yifeng once again fell from the top of his life to the bottom of the valley. .
It was unfortunate that the person he rejected that night was the president of Fengxin Entertainment, who was a big name in the entertainment industry. Therefore, in these short eight or nine days, all Tang Yifeng's activities were suspended, advertising, business Even the invitation to the New Year's Eve party just received was suddenly rejected by telephone. It can be said that almost all work in Tang Yifeng's studio stopped.
The most unacceptable thing for Tang Yifeng is that he has prepared the album for two years, not only his own efforts, but also the efforts of the entire team in his studio day and night. He even received money to raise money. There are a lot of commercial performances that he doesn't like, and now that almost 90% of it has been completed, but it has been stopped. The producer simply said that the funds are not enough and they don't want to continue. How could Tang Yifeng accept it.
He was so angry, but no matter how angry he was, he could only bear it, it was their hard work, and he didn't want to give up.
Therefore, in the past few days, Tang Yifeng has been raising money everywhere and trying to find a way. When he was buried in the snow a few years ago, he still had a passion and a few classmates who played music together, but now, he found that he could only hold back his strength and hit the wall everywhere, and even faced the studio with guilt. a few friends.
As for the friends who had gone through thick and thin for the sake of music dreams, the unconcealed complaints and incomprehension in their eyes made Tang Yifeng feel that he seemed to be isolated by the whole world.
To make matters worse, news of Tang Yifeng being fostered by a certain man began to leak on the Internet. Almost in the blink of an eye, all the blame was directed at him. Tang Yifeng was powerless to ignore all the abuse and accusations. The last thing he wanted to hold on, and the only thing he could hold on to, was this album, which was about to take shape in two years, not only for him. Himself, but also a few music friends for the studio.
But the reality is always cruel, often when you are most desperate, the tragedy of the last straw is always the easiest to come.
The weather at the end of the year was so cold that I couldn't help shivering even when I was wearing a thick down jacket, especially at night, when the originally bustling road was so cold that I couldn't see a few people.
Han Zhiyuan parked his car on the side of the road, looking out the window at the scattered snowflakes outside, and suddenly shivered uncontrollably.
It was already around ten o'clock in the evening when that originally graceful Tang Yifeng appeared in Han Zhiyuan's line of sight with a livid face.
Tang Yifeng wasn't even armed, so he just walked out like that, the corners of his tightly pursed lips were still cold and arrogant, but Han Zhiyuan still saw indescribable tiredness in his eyes.
With a thin and tall figure, even wearing a down jacket, he still can't see a trace of bloat, probably because he is in a very bad mood. At this time, he is walking alone among the flying snowflakes. , you can see how stubborn this child is.
The winter at night was especially cold, but Han Zhiyuan felt that Tang Yifeng's heart was colder than the shivering temperature.
"Get in the car." Han Zhiyuan drove the car directly beside him, then rolled down the window and waved at him.
Tang Yifeng didn't react to the sudden appearance of Han Zhiyuan, he just glanced at him blankly, and didn't even mean to stop his steps.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your ears are deaf?" Han Zhiyuan smiled, then drove slowly after him without getting down.
Tang Yifeng could be described as physically and mentally exhausted, he really didn't want to pay attention to this person at all, so Quan thought he was a lunatic.
Han Zhiyuan didn't say anything, just followed him silently, neither fast nor slow, like walking with him in another way.
It wasn't until half an hour later, seeing the snow getting heavier and heavier, that the person outside was as cold as his heart, Han Zhiyuan said slowly.
"If you don't come up, can I go down?"
Tang Yifeng paused for a while, then raised his head just to see a few young girls approaching in the distance. Although the light was dark at night, they were still easily recognized. However, now that he has fallen sharply, if this guy is really photographed with him, I am afraid that he will have bad luck, Tang Yifeng thought a little bit self-deprecatingly.
"Come up!" This time, Han Zhiyuan directly opened the car door for him, looking at him with more eyes that could not be rejected.
For some unknown reason, Tang Yifeng finally sat down as he looked at the girls who were getting closer and closer. Perhaps, it was because he was really tired physically and mentally at this moment.
Han Zhiyuan drove the people home directly. Along the way, Tang Yifeng didn't say a word, just turned his head and looked out the window, but the toughness and stubbornness on his face remained undiminished. It wasn't until he came to the door of the familiar apartment that Tang Yifeng let out a sneer at himself. Unexpectedly, he came again.
As soon as he entered the door, the warmth that rushed to his face made Han Zhiyuan tremble all over. Then he turned and dragged Tang Yifeng in behind him. Then he went to the bathroom without saying a word and put the temperature-adjusted bath water, and then prepared The good comfortable pajamas and slippers were handed over to him, and then he said warmly, "Go take a shower, don't think too much."
During the whole process, Tang Yifeng didn't say a word, just clenched his hand holding the soft pajamas unconsciously, staring at Han Zhiyuan's eyes that were inexplicably hot, the complex emotions that filled his chest, combined with the long-term pressure and pain. Fatigue seemed to burst out at this moment.
Tang Yifeng wanted to say something ugly to forcefully reject such warmth, such as "Are you ill?", "Are you just waiting to see me laughing?" and so on, or say something to thank you But after all, it reached his mouth and was swallowed, and then walked into the bathroom without saying a word.
When he came out again, Han Zhiyuan just made a bowl of ginger soup from the kitchen and put it in front of him.
"Drink it." Han Zhiyuan was unprecedentedly gentle, "Prevent catching a cold."
Tang Yifeng lowered his eyes and looked at the ginger soup on the table. In fact, it was his least favorite taste, but, for some unknown reason, he took it up. Just as soon as he ate it, Tang Yifeng coughed violently because of the irritating taste. stand up.
Han Zhiyuan hurriedly reached out and patted him on the back, "Drink slowly, and no one will rob you."
Tang Yifeng glanced at him, but his body involuntarily distanced himself from him. At this moment, Han Zhiyuan was so gentle that his eyes could not help but heat up, but he was still not used to this person's contact. In fact, he didn't know why he would Second time here.
Han Zhiyuan didn't care either, and he stepped back very consciously, not teasing him like he used to, and he was more serious than ever.
Han Zhiyuan didn't even ask him anything. The Internet was full of his messy black materials. He didn't believe that Han Zhiyuan didn't know.
Tang Yifeng didn't want to say anything at first, but he didn't know why, maybe he gave up on himself, and he was so embarrassed, what should he be worried about? Or maybe it was because Han Zhiyuan's house was too warm, and he was warmed together with his heart, or it was because he was stimulated by the unpleasant ginger soup.
Tang Yifeng suddenly said, "Do you think I am a failure?"
Han Zhiyuan smiled at him, and then said, "Compared with me, it seems like a bit of a failure."
Tang Yifeng froze for a moment, but was not annoyed after that, but suddenly leaned back, his entire tired body completely slumped, and then he looked up at the ceiling.
"I just do what I like, and reject what I don't like," Tang Yifeng said with some difficulty, with too much unwillingness and confusion in his words, "Why is it so difficult?"
Han Zhiyuan looked at his rolling Adam's apple, suddenly sighed, got up and sat beside him, "Because people are different."
Tang Yifeng didn't move, and Han Zhiyuan continued, "Actually, you're very good. You look good, you have a nice voice, and your musical talent is enviable. It's just that sometimes you don't know how to be flexible."
"You have to believe that you are gold, and it will shine everywhere, it's just a matter of sooner or later."
For some reason, after Han Zhiyuan said this, he suddenly felt like he was struck by himself. But the next second, Tang Yifeng suddenly straightened up and looked into Han Zhiyuan's eyes.
"Do you really like me?" Tang Yifeng asked seriously.
"I like it." Han Zhiyuan replied without hesitation.
"But I don't believe it," Tang Yifeng's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, as if to look Han Zhiyuan upside down, "I can't feel your so-called love."
Han Zhiyuan froze all over, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart, but he heard Tang Yifeng continue.
"You keep saying that you like me, but I can't feel your sincerity, but you did help me a few times, I don't understand." Tang Yifeng's eyes were terribly sharp, but he couldn't see anything in Han Zhiyuan's eyes. .
Han Zhiyuan was amazed at the sensitivity of Tang Xiaopen's intuition, but he quickly put away the complexities in his heart, leaving only a smile on his face, "I like this kind of thing, how can it be so easy to understand? You don't understand, you can only It means that you don't like people, and you will understand when you like me."
Han Zhiyuan's Gu Zuo said his explanation, Tang Yifeng was noncommittal, and did not understand where the confidence of this guy came from. Tang Yifeng leaned back on the sofa again and stopped looking at Han Zhiyuan.
"What do you like about me? Do you like me covered in thorns? Or do you like my failures?" Tang Yifeng sneered somewhat self-deprecatingly.
The body is covered with thorns. This is what others say about Tang Yifeng. He is arrogant and not easy to approach. If anyone wants to hurt him, he will definitely be stabbed with blood. Must be able to get in.
However, Han Zhiyuan laughed, suddenly got up and bent over to face him, looking directly into his eyes, "I like it."
The hot breath sprayed on Tang Yifeng's face, causing his slender eyelashes to tremble involuntarily, and then Tang Yifeng raised his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes rolled up, and his already seductive eyes were filled with some doubts. To meet Han Zhiyuan.
Looking at each other, Han Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "You are covered in thorns, so I'll train a body that is invulnerable to swords, isn't it?"
"As for your so-called failure," Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "it's not your fault, trust me, you will succeed sooner or later."
Facing Han Zhiyuan's smiling face and the certainty in his eyes, Tang Yifeng suddenly felt something warm in his chest, but his comforting encouragement was like a seed that was planted, and one day it would take root in his heart. Germinate, and finally hold up the whole heart.
"Besides," Han Zhiyuan suddenly changed the conversation, "You still have me, I'll take care of you."
"Go away!" Tang Yifeng blurted out, but the sentence "you still have me" made his nose sore for no reason, and he almost burst into tears.
Not to mention that he hadn't heard such warm words since that woman died, even when that woman was alive, she never said it to him.
So, what happened to this man who had nothing to do with him? It must be a neuropathy, Tang Yifeng thought sadly.
The author has something to say:
The following are a few small theaters of little angels, everyone will share them together, and, long-term collection of small theaters, you can write each chapter, you can write it if you think of it.
Nickname: Feng works as follows:
Tang Yifeng: Why is this guy so thick-skinned and so shameless
Han Zhiyuan: It's all for you.
Nickname: Grass Girl
Tangtang: MDZZ, is your brain full of shit
Xiao Han: You are on my mind.
Tangtang: Damn, I feel like I've been scolded, is this what you like
Xiao Han: Hate, come on, be happy! (I think this sentence can be changed ^O^)
Nickname: Product name
Tangtang: I've had enough of you, do what you like.
Yuanyuan: Tangtang, this is what you said, don't regret it.
Tangtang: I won't regret it!
Yuanyuan: (throw it down, then eat it with the sauce)
Tangtang: You bastard, uh... get out of here!
Alright, applaud for them, there is a little friend who wrote a lot, nickname: deiied.SHE.Holy Son, but the character difference is a bit big, so I won't let it go, and continue to work hard next time.