At the entrance of the TV station, fans who had left the game gathered together, excitedly discussing the intoxicating game just now. They are wearing three different colors of support shirts, and the names of different players are also written on the light boards in their hands. However, they are not "clearly separated" and hostile to each other. The atmosphere among the fans is harmonious, and everyone is friendly. Fans are exchanging support items on their bodies, almost like exchanging souvenirs.
It was close to twelve o'clock now, and there were taxis lying around in front of the TV station one after another, but because there were too many fans who came to watch the live broadcast, there were still many people who could not get a taxi.
On the side of the road, a man in a plain suit had two huge suitcases beside him. He had a handsome face and an indifferent expression, like a crane that had strayed into a flock of chickens by mistake, and he was out of tune with the people around him.
He looked down at the watch on his wrist, then raised his arm again to stop the car.
Only the two huge suitcases beside him indicated his destination—the airport. The airport is outside the city, and taxi drivers are not willing to travel so far at this time. Even if you can earn two hundred yuan for a trip, the gas fee for returning to the city with an empty car is too distressing.
The man raised his hands and waited for a long time, until four or five empty cars passed by before a driver stopped to ask him.
"Master, go to the airport." He said.
The driver sucked his teeth and hesitated: "The airport is too far away..."
"I will pay for the empty bus back to the city."
"Okay, okay!" The driver smiled happily, as expected of a person who came out of a TV station, a big customer, not short of money!
The driver got out of the car quickly and graciously carried the luggage for the man. Each of the two large suitcases weighed 30 kilograms, and the driver managed to stuff them into the trunk after fumbling for a long time.
"Sir, what time is your flight?"
"A little." The man replied.
"Oh, you have to hurry up. Get in the car quickly!"
The man nodded, and was about to open the car door with his hand on it, when suddenly a familiar call came from behind him.
"Li Weixi!" The big boy's tone shook the whole street, "Stop for me!"
Li Weixi paused slightly, and was about to act as if he hadn't heard and get in the car quickly, when the sound of hurried footsteps caught up behind him, then a big hand rested on his shoulder, pulling him around, with a heavy back Hit the car door.
The big boy who was chasing up was full of dismay, but there was some unexplainable grievance on his face. His eyes were wide open, part of the stage makeup on his face was blurred, and his whole figure looked like a blurred watercolor painting.
"What's wrong?" Li Weixi looked at him calmly.
"You asked me what's wrong?" The big boy said angrily, "Do you owe me a word?"
Li Weixi thought about it carefully: "Before I went out today, I left 'Beef Noodles' in the Zhengzheng Pet Hospital, remember to get it back."
"Not this sentence!"
"I put the house key on the shoe cabinet."
"That's not it either!"
"You sang very well today."
"Nonsense, of course Lao Tzu sings well!—That's not the same sentence!" The big boy who felt he was being teased jumped up and down, his long hair was scratched into a chicken coop by him, "Goodbye?! Li Weixi, you haven't talked to Lao Tzu yet!" Saying goodbye, you just want to run?"
Li Weixi looked at the young man in front of him who was so angry that he was about to explode, his eyes seemed to be looking at a vexatious dog.
He sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Hua Xiang, you have been the one who didn't want to say goodbye to me all this time."
Hua Xiang was dumbfounded in an instant.
Li Weixi was right. A week ago, he told Hua Xiang that he was leaving. He packed his luggage at home. He ordered three months’ worth of rehabilitation dog food for beef noodles. The study room was vacated and re-arranged into the original game room—he did all these things under Hua Xiang's nose, but Hua Xiang stubbornly pretended not to know.
Don't listen, don't watch, don't talk, it seems that Li Weixi won't leave.
But Li Weixi was going to leave after all.
After a while, Hua Xiang spoke again, but this time his voice was deep and lonely: "...it's not too late to say it now."
Li Weixi smiled: "Okay then, if you really want to hear this sentence... 'Goodbye'."
"..." Hua Xiang fell silent again.
Li Weixi knew a long time ago that it was impossible for him to hear these two words from Hua Xiang's mouth tonight. Young people sometimes keep their thoughts in their hearts. I don't want to share my thoughts with others.
Li Weixi is sixteen years older than Hua Xiang, but they have different personalities and experiences. It is difficult for Li Weixi to figure out the mind of a twenty-year-old young man.
Hua Xiang frowned, competing with himself, and sulking at himself. In fact, he had a lot to say, but he couldn't figure out what to say.
He still had too little experience, and he couldn't figure out some thoughts, only a vague concept, tightly entangled in his heart.
And it was this thought that made him unable to be honest with himself every time in front of Li Weixi.
Li Weixi saw that he was screwed up, so he took the initiative to end the topic: "Okay, time is running out, I'm going to the airport. You should go back quickly too—isn't there a celebration banquet?"
It's okay not to mention this, but when this topic is mentioned, Hua Xiang's whole body is paralyzed: "What kind of celebration banquet... I don't have the face to celebrate. I got a second child, so I can't do it."
He said dejectedly: "Wait next year to see if there is a bigger draft competition. At worst, it will be called a professional draft..."
"Don't say that." Li Weixi interrupted him with a very serious tone, "You can have regrets, but you must not look down on yourself. What happened to the second place? You have tried your best, you have gone through so much Duo, I watched you step by step from an ignorant boy to an idol that fans can trust. In the hearts of all your fans, you are number one."
Hua Xiang was stunned.
After the game result was announced, Hua Xiang was smiling on the surface, and his carefree appearance made everyone mistakenly think that he didn't care about the outcome.
But actually... He felt extremely uncomfortable.
At the beginning, he decided to participate in the audition because of his own will. His parents thought he was messing around, and his seniors didn't agree with him promoting drama in this way. It was he who patted his chest and bragged, saying that he would definitely win the first place, and let the economic company sign everyone...
As a result, his cowhide was blown out.
He is not jealous of Qiu Qiu, he just hates himself, he wonders if he is not working hard enough. If he hadn't played games for a while and was less distracted by other things, maybe today's result would have a new ending.
But Li Weixi said, don't blame yourself.
Li Weixi said that he has done a great job.
Li Weixi said that he is the champion in the hearts of fans.
Hua Xiang moved his mouth and asked softly: "...What about you?"
In the dimly lit night, the curvature of Li Weixi's mouth was the only source of light.
He stretched out his hand and landed on top of the big boy's head.
"In my heart too."
…
The taxi ran over the darkness and sped away.
In the car, Li Weixi leaned on the back of the chair, looking back at the gradually receding figure beside the road.
He was obviously far away, but Hua Xiang's obstinate waving was still in front of his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it.
The driver looked carefully at his face through the rearview mirror, and asked gossipingly, "Who was that guy just now? I look familiar, is he a celebrity?"
Li Weixi said: "Yes, he is a big star."
"It's great to have a celebrity as your friend. I think he likes you very much."
Li Weixi looked at the tree shadows flashing by outside the window, and it took a while before he answered quietly.
"Ok, I know."
…
As soon as he entered the house, Qiu Qiu yelled "Aww", and threw himself on Fu Ruien's back, and using all fours, he held onto him firmly and refused to get off.
"I'm the champion! I am champion!" Holding up the golden trophy with his right hand, he lowered his head and smacked Fu Ruien's side face resoundingly, not only rubbed the man's face with foundation, but also left a light red lip on his face print.
After the game today, he was dragged to celebrate before he could take off his makeup. At the celebration banquet, in addition to the contestants and the person in charge of the program group, they also brought in several heads of the support team and relatives and friends of the contestants. Everyone had a lively meal.
A few months ago, everyone came together because of the program "Super New Voice Generation". Now that the program has ended smoothly, everyone's future is pointing in a different direction. They may meet again in the future, or they may never see each other again.
In the complex entertainment industry, friendship is the most luxurious thing.
Fu Ruien also attended the celebration banquet, but with him, everyone was tied up. He didn't want to overwhelm everyone, so he came out after saying a few words casually. Qiu Qiu wanted to be tired of being with his godfather all the time, so after Fu Ruien left the table, he couldn't help but sneak out.
— But before slipping out, he also took away a bottle of red wine. Before the car drove home, he had already drank the red wine bottle.
This little guy has never drank so much wine before. Despite the sweetness of the red wine, he can still get drunk.
Qiu Qiu became a little drunk, still sane, but a lot more courageous, even in the elevator, he dared to hang on to his godfather and kiss and touch him without any shame.
Fu Ruien endured all the way, and now they are finally home and can enjoy the world of two to the fullest.
Fu Ruien let Qiu Qiu mess around on his back, and carried him all the way to the living room. The most conspicuous space has been vacated on the TV cabinet, just below the group photo of the two of them, specially prepared for Qiu Qiu's trophy.
Qiu Qiu maintained the current posture, raised his hands high, and put the trophy on it solemnly. He turned left and right dissatisfied, until the trophy couldn't be straighter anymore, then he retracted his hand in satisfaction.
He put his arms around Fu Ruien's neck, put his head on his shoulder, and smiled wantonly.
"I am the champion, I am godfather's little champion."
"Well, Qiuqiu is my little champion."
The little champion acted coquettishly: "Then did the godfather prepare any surprises for me?"
Fu Ruien dragged his fleshy buttocks with both hands, turned him upside down, and said slyly: "The godfather gave Qiuqiu the award himself, isn't it a big surprise?"
Qiu Qiu's mind turned drunkenly several times: "...well, forget it!"
What a little drunk, so easy to fool.
The boy's whole body is fragrant and soft, and now there is a smell of rum, like a sweet liqueur chocolate, which makes people reluctant to bite down, just want to hold it in their mouths and taste it with the tip of their tongue His wonderful taste.
Qiu Qiu grabbed Fu Ruien's shoulder, and took the initiative to hook the man's mouth with the tip of his tongue. The two maintained this awkward position and kissed for a while, the saliva that was too late to swallow flowed down the corner of their lips, Fu Ruien bit Qiu Qiu's lower lip lightly, making the little drunk scream out of pain.
"Hey, come down and lie down on the sofa for a while, and godfather will pour you sober medicine." Fu Ruien coaxed him.
"No need..." Qiu Qiu's face was flushed, and his eyes were also dazed. "I'm not drunk, I'm sober! Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine" has words, left behind by lingering fans, there is a deep taste in wine..."
Now I started to recite poems, and said that I was not drunk.
Qiu Qiu collapsed on the sofa, obsessively pestering Fu Ruien not to let him leave.
Fu Ruien simply hugged him into his arms, let his head rest on his chest, and shook off the big blanket on the sofa, wrapping the two of them together.
Qiu Qiu was finally happy. He moved and touched under the blanket wantonly, listening to the man's heartbeat, and finally calmed down after being excited all night.
"Godfather..." he whispered, "You really scared me when you appeared on stage today. I didn't expect you to come to present the award... I'm still happy."
"I'm also happy to present the championship to the person I love the most." Fu Ruien kissed his little nose, "This is the result of your own hard work, and you deserve it. Godfather is proud of you."
Qiu Qiu smiled triumphantly, with deep dimples.
"By the way, how did your talk with Mrs. Yang go tonight?" Qiu Qiu asked, "Why did it end so soon?"
"The meeting was a success." A major event was settled in this way, and Fu Ruien's tone was very relaxed. The experience of this night was too ups and downs, he took it as an interesting story and told it to Qiu Qiu.
When Fu Ruien mentioned that Ms. Yang came out to chase him on a motorcycle, Qiu Qiu let out an unhappy "hum", and the smell of wine on her body mixed with the smell of vinegar.
Fu Ruien smiled: "Little wine barrel, are you jealous? Godfather doesn't like women."
Qiu Qiu said angrily: "Isn't this a good match? You like men, and she likes men too. You two have something in common!"
Really should record all these words Qiu Qiu said, and play them to him when he sobers up.
Fu Ruien bit his ear dotingly: "So what if there is a 'common topic'? She is not Qiuqiu, no one in this world is Qiuqiu, only you are. A godfather belongs to Qiuqiu, and no one can I took it from you."
The little drunk's temper came and went quickly, and he was coaxed to be happy. He pawed on the man and kissed him wantonly with his mouth. He held Fu Ruien's Adam's apple in his mouth, licked the round hard ball with the tip of his tongue, and gently tore it with his teeth.
Under the blanket, the man's sexiness has been completely seduced by the sugar son who threw himself into his arms. His big hand gradually moved down along the boy's flexible waist, his fingertips picked apart the thin fabric on the boy's body, and penetrated into the two sides. Between the rounded buttock peaks.
Because Fu Ruien is busy with work, and Qiu Qiu needs abstinence in the competition, the two have not made it to the end for a long time. Everything came to a happy ending today, why not...
Just when Fu Ruien's hand was about to touch the mysterious land, Qiu Qiu suddenly pushed Fu Ruien away, pulled his hand out of his buttocks, then lifted his pants and jumped off the sofa.
The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, but the arrow flew off the string and almost broke Fu Ruien: "...???"
With half of his butt bare, Qiu Qiu ran to the hallway thinking: "That's right, that thing hasn't been given to the godfather yet."
After a while, Qiu Qiu ran back with a big schoolbag on his back with half of his butt bare.
Fu Ruien didn't know what the little guy was thinking, but he knew this schoolbag - at the celebration banquet, Teacher Qiu specially gave this schoolbag to Qiu Qiu for him to take away.
This is a backpack with a very simple shape. I don't know what is inside it. It is bulging and very heavy. Fu Ruien left it in the hallway when he entered the door. He didn't expect this bag to be so important, and it was worth throwing it away at such a critical moment. The old godfather and the little godfather.
"… What's this?"
Qiu Qiu threw the big schoolbag beside Fu Ruien, and climbed onto the sofa by himself. He blinked and said seriously, "This is my love for my godfather!"
Fu Ruien became even more curious. He stared at Qiu Qiu's hands, watched him unzip the zipper, reach into the schoolbag, and then took out a... real estate certificate.
And then there's... the second one.
third book.
Fu Ruien: "..."
Qiu Qiu reluctantly glanced at the real estate certificates in his hand, and then with the courage of a strong man breaking his wrist, he stuffed the three real estate certificates into Fu Ruien's hands.
There was a faint drunkenness in Qiu Qiu's eyes, and even more firmness.
"Godfather, I know you are super, super, super, super, super super super short of money... I wanted Huaxiang to help me mortgage the house... but he said that the time is too short to mortgage... So, I decided Give you the real estate certificate! Sell it if you want, and everything is up to you!"
It was only then that Fu Ruien understood Qiu Qiu's meaning. After a brief surprise, there was only endless emotion left.
He seldom told Qiu Qiu about his work, and he didn't want to make Qiu Qiu worry more. Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiu was so keen, not only noticed his own plight, but also tried every means to help him.
Fu Ruien turned over the first real estate certificate and took a look. It was a 180-square-meter house. The real estate certificate just came out, with Qiu Qiu's name written on it, and the address was in the relocation building that had just been built in the north of the city.
Needless to say, these three real estate certificates belonged to the Qiu family's relocated houses. They would rather live in a small tube building, but also use the three houses obtained from the demolition to help him as much as possible.
He won the approval of the Qiu family, and even the trust of Qiu Qiu.
Fu Ruien hadn't been touched for decades, but at this moment, he was really shocked, and could even shed tears at any time.
"Qiuqiu... you are so nice, godfather suddenly felt that he was not good enough for you."
"How come!" Qiu Qiu anxiously knelt up on the sofa, and hugged his godfather into his arms through the huge schoolbag, "Godfather is the best in the world, of course you deserve it Me! And only you in the whole world can match me!"
In the boy's arms smelling of sweet wine, Fu Ruien closed his eyes with emotion.
Who would be willing to let go of such a sweet baby from the outside to the heart.
"Okay godfather, don't act like a spoiled child, hug me later."
Qiu Qiu once again firmly pushed away his godfather.
Fu Ruien wanted to be gentle, but his arms were already cold: "..."
Qiu Qiu didn't care to look at Fu Rui'en's face, he turned the heavy schoolbag upside down with great effort, and grabbed the bottom of the schoolbag with both hands, his little face flushed from holding back, and his hands shook vigorously.
Fu Ruien asked him what he was shaking.
Qiu Qiu said, there are too many things inside, it must be stuck.
So Fu Ruien asked him what was inside again.
Qiu Qiu gave him a disgusted look, and said, "Godfather, you are so stupid, it contains the remaining real estate certificate!"
Fu Ruien: "... I don't seem to understand what you said."
"I said-"
The boy shook his body with all his strength, and suddenly a big hole was torn open in the bag weighing more than 20 jins, and the big red books that were neatly stacked in it fell down in an instant, killing the man in the blink of an eye. legs submerged.
"—here are the remaining 2, 100 million, 5, 1000, 10,000, house, property, certificate!"