On the dark background, the silver-white font slowly faded out.
Then a screenshot of the circle of friends appeared.
On the screenshot, it is Rong Yuheng's pretentious sentence "I am a lonely star", and below it is Wen Zezhen's dry comment, "Come on".
Then he saw Rong Yuheng reply him and said: Teacher Wen, I love you!
Whoa whoa whoa! ! ! There was a commotion under the stage.
Especially the group of rich and naive critics, their shouts almost overturned the roof of the stadium: "So Rong'er, you are so enthusiastic and bold?"
Oh shit! Rong Yuheng's face was instantly on fire, why does Wen Zezhen still have such a screenshot
"This is the first time I have left evidence that you said you love me." As if guessing what Rong Yuheng was thinking, Wen Zezhen slightly turned her head and explained to him, "Although you seem to be just saying it casually."
Rong Yuheng felt a little guilty... He really just said it casually, and almost forgot about it.
The screenshot stayed on the screen for a few seconds, then switched to another screen.
This time it was a short video. In Chuangxing's training room, Wen Zezhen stopped in front of Rong Yuheng.
"Mr. Wen, do you know what this is?"
"I heard it, house dance."
"cute?"
In the video, Wen Zezhen pursed his lips and said, "It's okay."
Rong Yuheng lowered his head in disappointment, "Is it just okay?"
Wen Zezhen blurted out, "That's a little better than that!"
This is the clip of "Chuangxing" that was cut out. Rong Yuheng didn't expect Wen Zezhen to have it. He leaned against Wen Zezhen and asked in a low voice, "Did you not allow it to be broadcast at that time?"
Wen Zezhen squeezed his hand, "The broadcast will not affect you well, but I couldn't bear to cut it, so I asked the director to come over."
Rong Yuheng's heart was beating wildly, "Oh my god... Could it be that Wen Zezhen was interested in him at that time?"
Then he acted like a little idiot before and didn't know how to avoid suspicion, and kept leaning on Wen Zezhen! Now that I think about it, it's just-
It's so exciting, hee hee.
The video is only ten seconds long, and after the end, a screenshot of the call pops up.
Rong Yuheng vaguely recognized that this was their first video call. Wen Zezhen's head was in the small box in the upper right corner with a serious face; on the main screen, his own face was very close, numb. Miscellaneous, called the perspective of death.
"Are you taking screenshots?" Rong Yuheng was shocked, "You took so many pictures! So ugly!"
Wen Zezhen really didn't find it ugly, in his eyes Rong Yuheng was so flattering even in drawing. But he still hugged Rong Yuheng and shook it twice, coaxing him in a good voice, "Be good, not ugly."
Wen Zezhen's friends in the audience were stunned when the screenshots were just released - not because they thought it was ugly, but the fact that "Wen Zezhen would secretly take screenshots" was unbelievable in itself!
Qiao Tan pinched Ke Ting's arm next to him dreamily, "Is this what Wen Zezhen did? Isn't he reserved and aloof, why is he secretly taking screenshots?"
Ke Ting was pinched and grinned, but he was happy that he rarely got into oranges. He said leisurely, "You don't know about this. Teacher Wen also touched Xiaorong's body..."
Qiao Tan was shocked.
On the curtain board, the pictures are cut one by one, from the star creation period to the STAR-T group tour, from the "Treasure Hunt Conference" variety show to the start of filming of "Suyi Guest Xing".
There are screenshots of Wen Zezhen's "threatening" Kuangzhao's dialogue, the record of him posting a barrage cue in the city and being attacked by Melaleuca, and all the single-player peripherals of Rong Yuheng he bought...
One by one, one by one, all of them hide Wen Zezhen's unknown secret love.
But now, Wen Zezhen is showing all of these in front of everyone.
He wanted to tell the world that his love for Rong Yuheng was earlier and deeper than everyone thought.
Only he himself knew in his heart that long, long ago, he harbored unreasonable thoughts, which could not be revealed.
…
This time, not only Wen Zezhen's friends were collectively shocked, but even Rong Yuheng's relatives and friends fell into self-doubt:
Is this really the three-gold actor Wen Zezhen they knew
He seems to have stepped down from that altar and became an ordinary person.
But this kind of Wen Zezhen is more poignant than the one on the screen.
At the end of the vcr is a video after the completion of "Su Yi".
Wen Zezhen stood by himself in the center of the picture, and the air was filled with the white air he exhaled when he was breathing. Behind him is an empty long street, lined with dead wood branches, which looks a little cold after dark.
Suddenly, Rong Yuheng's voice came from outside the camera, "I'm going to take off!"
In the next second, a figure suddenly broke into the center of the screen, opened his arms like a big bird and flew down on Wen Zexian's back, laughter rampant and without hesitation, "Pukekekeke!"
Wen Zezhen was first taken two steps forward by this momentum, then he stabilized his body, turned his head to the side and smiled helplessly. There was also a bouquet of flowers under his arm, the flowers were in full bloom, reflecting Rong Yuheng's happy little face, instantly adding a touch of vitality and brightness to this desolate street.
Wen Zezhen supported Rong Yuheng and lifted it on his back. Rong Yuheng swayed his legs between Wen Zezhen's waist, buried his face in the crook of his neck, and muttered, "Let's go home..."
The video freezes here, the picture gradually blurs and fades, and a line of words appears on the screen:
"I like you for a long time, I want to give you a home."
Rong Yuheng's nose suddenly soured, it was a very earthy and old-fashioned love story, but he was inexplicably poked.
"Home" seems to be a particularly warm word, full of human touch and fireworks. In his heart, it is comparable to thousands of "I love you".
Rong Yuheng was about to turn around and hug Wen Zezhen, but the latter suddenly lowered his head and dropped a kiss on his forehead.
Rong Yuheng was stunned.
The roars and applause of the surrounding guests dissipated like the ebb of the ocean waves, and only Wen Zezhen's magnetic voice was left in his ears, which was gentle and full of possession.
"You see, I have always had ulterior motives against you."
…
At the end of the whole day's wedding banquet, Wen Zezhen turned back to the room with Rong Yuheng in between.
"Bang!" The door closed, and before Rong Yuheng could press the switch on the wall, he was lifted off the ground by his waist.
"Wen Zezhen!" His lips were blocked as soon as he exclaimed.
The lights in the room haven't been turned on yet, only the floor sensor light on the side of the aisle lights up a faint light when the two of them stumbled over in disorder.
In the darkness, Wen Zezhen was breathing heavily. He pressed Rong Yuheng to the side of the bed, gnawing his teeth together, leaving teeth marks.
Rong Yuheng was somewhat night blind, and he was especially uneasy in his current state. He pushed Wen Zezhen's face and made a resisting voice, "Turn on the light, I can't see!"
Wen Zezhen didn't listen, the kiss that fell was rare and cruel.
Emotions and desires are piled up together, and they have been held back for a long time, and they desperately need an outlet.
The tips of his teeth slid across Rong Yuheng's delicate cheeks, a sharp and subtle tingling, mixed with a hint of numbness and grinding.
Wen Zezhen drank a lot of wine today and helped Rong Yuheng to block some. At this moment, he was getting drunk, so he pressed people and kissed and nibbled, while vaguely saying that he wanted "Bridal Room Flower Night".
Rong Yuheng suspected that if he continued to chew like this, he would be bald sooner or later, so he quickly supported Wen Zezhen's shoulder and made a suggestion.
"Isn't it about the bridal room candle night? There are no candles, and there are no peanuts and jujubes on the quilt. There is no sense of ceremony at all, and our marriage is not complete!"
Wen Zezhen, who was biting and biting, was immediately stunned.
Probably the phrase "the marriage is not complete" hit his point, and his chaotic mind was awakened at once!
"It can't be incomplete, it's only once in a lifetime." Wen Zezhen slowly propped himself up. In the dark, he realized later that he seemed to be night blind, "Rongrong, why don't we light the candles?"
Rong Yuheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The drunk Wen Zezhen was a little too fierce, he was afraid that he couldn't protect his little ass.
"Then light the candle, there should be in the drawer of the front cabinet."
Wen Zezhen didn't know what to think, and was very resistant to turning on the headlights. He fumbled for a while in the dark with his cell phone flashlight, and finally found a row of candles and lighters in the cupboard.
Rong Yuheng glanced over and paused for a moment.
It's a white candle...
Wen Zezhen took the candle and looked left and right, "It's not good for white, aren't all flower candles bright red?"
Rong Yuheng hesitated, "White symbolizes holiness and purity, so it should be okay... Do you think many wedding dresses are also white?"
Wen Zezhen, who had been drinking high, said, "It's also... hiccup!"
The two of them filled a row of candles on the table with the light of the flashlight. In order to ensure the "consummation of marriage", Wen Zezhen also placed a row of candles as flush as a ruler with a very obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Rong Yuheng stood three meters away, stared at the row of candles for a while, then fell silent, "..."
The strange sense of sight seems to have increased.
He considered his words and discussed with Wen Zezhen, "Why don't you blow it up, I always feel..."
"No!" Wen Zezhen turned his head sharply and widened his eyes.
The white candles behind him were lined up in a row, and the candles flickered in the darkness, reflecting the whiteness of his suddenly enlarged eyes.
Rong Yuheng's back numb, wait, this is terrible!
After Wen Zezhen lit the candle, he directly stretched out his hand to catch Rong Yuheng, trying to continue the happiness just now. The candlelight was cast from behind him, and the entire shadow directly covered Rong Yuheng's body.
... Rong Yuheng's scalp is numb now, and he doesn't feel any charm at all. He took a step back in horror, "You don't come here yet."
He thinks he can turn on the headlights first!
"Why?" Wen Zezhen was very aggrieved, his hand was still stretched out towards Rong Yuheng, and he had no idea how weird the picture looked at the moment.
Rong Yuheng's legs were already on the edge of the bed, and he almost sat down—
Since lighting a row of neat white candles, their "Bridal House Flower Night" has gone to a strange plot!
"I haven't...sprinkled longan, jujube and peanuts." Rong Yuheng touched the sheets underneath, racking his brains to prevent Wen Zexuan from doing happy things in this situation.
Wen Zezhen's movements really stopped.
Rong Yuheng seized the opportunity to fight for himself, "If I didn't sprinkle longan, jujube and peanuts, how could I give birth to a precious son for you early?"
Wen Zezhen thought for a while between "having a precious child early" and "being happy in time", and then painfully chose the former.
"Then what?"
"There is a supermarket downstairs, why don't you buy some and come up?"
Wen Zezhen thought for a few seconds...then nodded slowly in agreement.
Click, the door closes. As soon as Wen Zezhen went out, Rong Yuheng seemed to have lifted the alarm, and he collapsed on the bed in a "big" shape to relax.
I hope Wen Zezhen can go out for a walk and wake up a bit.
In the once-in-a-lifetime bridal night, Rong Yuheng only wants a harmonious and gentle night walk in the famous autumn mountains.
He was paralyzed on the bed for five minutes, and suddenly remembered that he could turn on the headlights before Wen Zezhen came back.
Rong Yuheng got up and touched the door of the corridor to turn on the light, but before he could touch the switch, he heard a knock on the door.
Wen Zezhen is back
He went straight to the doorknob and pressed down—
The door opened, but it wasn't Wen Zezhen who stood outside, but Rong Congyan, who was puzzled and anxious.
"Brother!?" Rong Yuheng was surprised, "Why are you here?"
Rong Congyan pressed Rong Yuheng's shoulder, "Why did I just see Wen Zezhen go out in a trance, did you two quarrel?"
Rong Yuheng, "... No, no." This situation is difficult to explain.
"What's the matter?"
Rong Congyan saw that Rong Yuheng lowered his head and didn't speak, and the room was pitch black again, only faintly swaying light, and he was suddenly suspicious.
With his long legs, he strode into the room without waiting for Rong Yuheng to reach out his hand to stop him.
"Wait a minute, brother-"
With Rong Yuheng's exclamation, a row of white candles suddenly entered Rong Congyan's line of sight!
In the darkness, Rong Congyan saw his pale and frightened face from the mirror on the wall, "..."
After a long while, he turned to Rong Yuheng tremblingly, and before he had time to ask "what is this", he saw a tall Wen Zezhen at the gate behind the deep aisle.
The candlelight flickered, and human figures were cast on the walls, zooming in and out.
Wen Zezhen held a bag of peanuts and dates in his arms, a large shadow was cast on his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. In this situation, as if to offer something to worship, "I brought something."
"…!!"
Rong Congyan's hair is about to stand up! He grabbed the sluggish Rong Yuheng and shook it desperately, "What the hell is this! Don't you guys get preached?"
Rong Yuheng had already dried her tears.
He was tired, "I think too much, it's just for fun."
Rong Congyan was going crazy. He pointed to the row of candles behind him and the "tribute" in Wen Zezhen's arms, his voice hoarse,
"What kind of fun is this!"
"...He Bo gets married."