When An Ruifeng rushed downstairs to Ling Xi's house, it was already deep in the night. Because he insisted on sacrificing his rest time to accompany Ling Xi, his manager Xu Zhi was so angry that he sat in the passenger seat with a dark face throughout the whole process. Even An Ruifeng discussed with him about tomorrow's work, but he liked to ignore it. Three questions and one answer.
Xu Zhiqiang said angrily: "Are you sure you don't have to push your work tomorrow morning? Isn't it just a variety show, we can afford the penalty." He was already in his thirties this year, but he looked like he was eight years old when he was angry. kid.
Being run on by his own broker, An Ruifeng could only raise his hand and surrender. Guilty and funny, he promised the agent that he would definitely save his energy tonight to rest as soon as possible, and meet the morning work with a full energy tomorrow.
Before getting off the bus, he instructed Xu Zhiqiang to open a room directly in the hotel next to him, so as not to rush back and forth and affect his rest.
"I have to go back to your apartment to get you a change of clothes." Xu Zhiqiang said resignedly: "If you wear this dress to the recording studio tomorrow, it is estimated that within an hour, all the paparazzi will know that you have not changed your clothes at night. already."
"It's okay, I just said I can go to a friend's house to play, or go to a bar."
"Not for a valid reason. You're a star, and you can't be in public in the same outfit two days in a row."
Seeing Xu Zhiqiang insisting on leaving, An Ruifeng told the truth helplessly: "Don't bother... Ling Xi has my change of clothes. Before we went down the mountain, I hid a set of clothes in his suitcase, just in case. need."
"... When did you become so scheming?"
An Ruifeng smiled and said, "I'm afraid he was moved the moment he saw him."
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When An Ruifeng knocked on the door, Ling Xi was still taking a shower in the bathroom. He heard movement outside the door, and hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom naked, and opened the security door before he could even look at the cat's eyes.
As soon as the door opened, An Ruifeng looked at the naked lover inside the door in surprise, thinking that he would face the option of "eat or eat you first". As a result, Ling Xi casually said, "Sit as you like!" and rushed back to the bathroom with Ding Ding, leaving clear water marks on the floor with her bare feet.
An Ruifeng: "...I took off my pants and you ran away?"
Ten minutes later, Ling Xi, who had cleaned up, walked out of the bathroom while wiping her hair. The buttons of her pajamas were firmly buttoned to her collarbone. An Ruifeng looked at Ling Xi who was tender and tender, and gave him a hug with open arms.
Ling Xi, who had just taken a bath, had a very good scent of shower gel on her body. An Ruifeng exchanged a sweet kiss with him and sat on the sofa with his arms around him. It was only then that he had the opportunity to take a closer look at Ling Xi's residence. There were shadows of Ling Xi everywhere, which made him feel extra friendly.
Apart from Ling Xi's manager and parents, he was the first person to set foot in this room. Ling Xi excitedly took him to introduce his house to him. Although the house allocated by this company is two bedrooms and one living room, it is not large, only about forty square meters. The living room is small and exquisite, with a sofa and a coffee table. A row of record cabinets fills the tiny room.
Among the two bedrooms, the smaller one had a bed with a width of 1.2 meters. Next to the bed was a large wardrobe with four doors. Ling Xi leaned against the door to prevent An Ruifeng from seeing it. Rui Feng was even more curious. An Ruifeng held Ling Xi in his arms to stop his struggle, and pulled the cabinet door with the other—crash, piles of clothes that were too lazy to organize poured down from the closet, and piled up on the ground more than half a meter high. This dress was wrinkled, and that one was dirty. Ling Xi said embarrassedly, "I went to the mountain to film before I got back from the tour before I had time to sort it out. These clothes have been piled up for two months, so don't touch them."
The slightly larger room was converted into a piano room by Lingxi, because this is a residential area, and the sound-absorbing materials around the room are the best (of course, Yangtian Media did not publish a single point). The piano room is placed in the middle. A magnificent grand piano, with a black lacquer surface free of lead dust and not even a single fingerprint, reflected soft light in the light. There were two guitars that Ling Xi used frequently on the shelf next to them, each of which was wiped clean, and even the hair could not be seen on the ground. This room and the bedroom are two extremes. Just by looking at the cleanliness of this room, you can tell that Ling Xi loves music and his musical instruments.
Ling Xi pointed to the musical instruments in the room and explained them to An Ruifeng one by one. This guitar was bought by him after taking the third prize of the draft. That guitar was bought with money he saved five years after his debut. The most important thing was the piano. Because it was too big to move in, he directly demolished the balcony. The sliding door was lifted by a crane, and the loan for the piano has not yet been repaid...
When it comes to her beloved musical instrument, Ling Xi can't stop talking. What An Ruifeng liked most was his energetic appearance. Just listening to his dancing words seemed to be able to get a steady stream of energy from him. Ling Xi was expressing his love for musical instruments in a fickle manner, but was suddenly embraced by An Ruifeng. He pressed his head and kissed him for a long time, until they were both out of breath before letting go. Ling Xi.
Ling Xi wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "Why are you kissing me?"
"Charge."
Ling Xi made a cut: "Do you need me to find a socket for you?"
An Ruifeng kissed again: "Aren't you the socket?" He sighed at this point: "I really shouldn't have promised Brother Xu to go to bed early tonight, or I really want to change the place to charge."
The two talked for a while, and when Ling Xi saw that it was late, he pushed An Ruifeng to the bathroom to wash. An Ruifeng took him by the hand and prevented him from leaving, so Ling Xi half pushed and accompanies him to wash again.
The bathroom is small and has a shower, and two naked men squeeze under the shower head, inevitably touching. For a while, they could hardly tell whether the water poured from the top was hotter, or the temperature of the other's limbs was more scorching.
The beloved lover stood in front of him without a trace, An Ruifeng couldn't restrain the surging love in his heart, hugged him and wanted to have further communication.
Ling Xi pushed him away firmly: "No, there is water here, I will leak electricity."
"… "
After the two of them washed, there was no dry bath towel to use, so they could only rush to the bedroom wet and get into the bed to keep warm. It was obviously a very embarrassing scene, but An Ruifeng found it very interesting. Doing happy things with a lover will always make you feel happy.
They were not afraid of catching a cold, and they didn't even wear pajamas, lying face-to-face under the covers and chatting. Ling Xi nestled in An Ruifeng's arms, her face resting on his shoulder, her heart felt warm and at ease.
Ling Xi said: "You really don't have to make such a special trip here, you have to rush to the studio early tomorrow to record the variety show. I read on the timetable that you will be there at seven o'clock. That's all, you can only sleep. Five hours."
"How about that?" An Ruifeng lay on the bed on his side, entangled with Ling Xi's breath. Although the lights were turned off in the room, his gleaming eyes were still clearly visible. "You are my boyfriend. I know how much you value your work and how much you like music. No creator is willing to be regarded as a gunman, and he can only contribute his ability by hiding behind others all his life."
"Well. I was very angry, and after he finished speaking, I felt a buzzing sound in my head. You don't know how much I wanted to throw water on his face, but I couldn't." He thought back and forth throughout the day The general manager's tone, movement, and demeanor were washed over and over by his memories, and now he can face this matter again with a calm mind. "As early as when Angkor was transferred, I had a very ominous premonition, but I thought the company was going to give up on me, but I didn't expect them to be more despicable than I thought."
An Ruifeng kissed his forehead and hugged him tighter. He has not experienced everything that Ling Xi has experienced. He has not been anonymous for 11 years since his debut, and he has never encountered a fan club that fails to sell tickets, not to mention the company's withdrawal of resources and forcing him to give a new debut to the group. Being a gunman... If these things happened to someone else, I'm afraid that person would have long been resentful, sensitive and suspicious of everything. Even An Ruifeng can't guarantee that he can still maintain his original intention under this kind of blow. But Ling Xi did it, he still loves his music, he still loves his fans, he has always had an upward end in him, supporting him to bloom his own flowers in a field of grass.
Although Ling Xi complained about An Ruifeng running over late at night and wasting energy, he was actually very happy. When he was sad and depressed, the other half could leave work and sacrifice rest to accompany you. What could be better than this? ? If it wasn't for Ling Xi to know that An Ruifeng still has work tomorrow, he really wanted to make his socket and the other's socket merge into one.
Ling Xi squirmed upwards, making his mouth and An Ruifeng's mouth stick together. This time, An Ruifeng's mouth was neither mint nor lemon, but a very fresh strawberry flavor - the same as his own toothpaste.
"An An, I'm going to cancel the contract."
"I know. Do you have any ideas after that, open an independent studio, or come directly to the upstart?"
"Neither." Ling Xi looked up at him and talked to him for the first time about her future thoughts: "I quit this time, I really quit. I don't want to release another record, I don't want to be on variety shows, I don't want to make a movie. After the song, I was forced to compete with other singers to earn some 'New Songs of the Week'."
His answer greatly exceeded An Ruifeng's expectations. He has always known Ling Ximeng's intention to retire, but Ling Xi never told him that he would no longer be a singer after the termination of the contract. Especially after he saw the musical instruments in Ling Xi's room, he never thought that Ling Xi would make such a decision.
"Aren't you going to sing in the future?" An Ruifeng asked in a hoarse voice.
"Sing. Of course I can." Ling Xi replied firmly: "But I would rather start a new stage name and release an online album than fight in the complicated entertainment circle. I like to sing, but I only like to sing. Simple songs, I hope that the people who listen to my songs really love my music, not the appearance that I have been packaged by the agency."
He paused: "An An, I... I'm different from you. I'm just an ordinary little guy at heart. I can't bear to be liked or hated by too many people, which puts me under too much pressure. I sometimes think, why do I only have so few fans, why can’t my songs ever win the top single, is it because I haven’t worked hard enough? But in fact, I initially agreed to sign a contract just to make friends with songs.”
An Ruifeng continued: "So you are going to take a step back now?"
"Yes, this is my best choice. When I don't treat my work as a job, I will break the shackles and develop further. I have saved some money and plan to start a small business as my main business. I will open a business. Milk tea shop, you can give me a free endorsement."
An Ruifeng can understand what he said, but when he thinks that the people around him will leave this circle, An Ruifeng can't help but feel sorry for him.
Seeing that An Ruifeng was in a low mood, Ling Xi turned to comfort him: "An An, don't look at you and I are both stars, but after all, they are different. You are a star hanging in the sky and continue to shine, and if I die, I will be considered a star. Near-Earth meteorites emit only a little fire when they pass through the atmosphere, leaving no traces."
An Ruifeng didn't want to listen to him being so arrogant. "Who said you were a meteorite? If you want, I can make you another star by my side. You don't lack talents, you just lack some opportunities. You see, your work content has obviously improved recently... "
Ling Xi interrupted him: "I really don't need it. When I was passing you, you grabbed me with your gravitational force and turned me from a meteorite into your satellite, able to surround you like this all the time. By my side, that's more than enough for me."
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Early the next morning, Xu Zhiqiang came to pick up An Ruifeng, and Ling Xi got up from the bed sleepily and sent them out. When saying goodbye at the entrance, Ling Xi was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, leaning in An Ruifeng's arms and nodding and dozing off.
"Okay, my little satellite, go back to sleep." An Ruifeng patted his butt and urged him to go back to rest.
"Okay my big star, come on today~" Ling Xi kissed his face and drifted back to the bedroom like sleepwalking.
Xu Zhiqiang, who watched the whole process, was really going to be blinded.
After getting in the car, Xu Zhiqiang couldn't help but ask, "Why do you two have new nicknames? What kind of small satellites and big stars? It sounds weird."
An Ruifeng was worried that he had no place to show off. When Xu Zhiqiang asked, he proudly repeated the conversation between the two last night. He first described Ling Xi's pride when he introduced the musical instrument, then talked about Ling Xi's calmness when he said he would leave the entertainment industry, and finally spent a lot of words on Ling Xi's theory of "meteorites, stars, satellites".
His tone was full of pride: "Ling Xi is indeed a creative person, and the metaphors that he can easily come up with are so beautiful."
Xu Zhiqiang almost fell from the chair laughing after hearing this.
"Don't you understand common sense? Let's not talk about how unlikely it is that meteorites are attracted by gravity to become satellites, just the relationship between satellites and stars... Come on, it's satellites that revolve around planets. Where can stars have satellites! "
Seeing that he couldn't breathe from laughing, An Ruifeng didn't talk to him, but quietly leaned on the sofa and watched Xu Zhiqiang laugh wildly. Xu Zhiqiang laughed for a long time before noticing An Ruifeng's eyes. He shook his head and asked An Ruifeng why he looked at him like that.
An Ruifeng smiled and asked him an irrelevant question: "Brother Xu, do you now know why I have a lover and you don't?"
"… what?"