Rong Yuheng looked at him with inclusive eyes for the mentally handicapped, "Honking the horn for a long time is a moment of silence on the public memorial day."
You Tianyu shook his head, wanted to say something but stopped, his next shift, the car suddenly accelerated on the wide suburban road.
Rong Yuheng always felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if it had happened in Lu Mingxuan's car.
He frowned and questioned, "You seem to be rushing to send me over."
You Tianyu looked perfunctory, "No, no..."
Rong Yuheng, "..." Tired, see through.
At a party, both of them are melancholy. Rong Yuheng and You Tianyu were still puzzled when they parted ways, "Why doesn't every meeting we meet have a happy ending?"
You Tianyu gave him a deep look from the driver's window.
"People have to learn to find problems in themselves."
Rong Yuheng nodded in relief, "I'm glad you can introspect."
You Tianyu, "..." He felt that his majesty as an older brother had been swept away.
You Tianyu raised the car window and walked away - Rong Yuheng was fine with everything, just neither big nor small.
The STAR-T group took a direct flight from the capital to the city, departing in the morning and landing in the afternoon. Li poured them a few days off to rest, and then arranged several album recordings and shootings.
Rong Yuheng didn't go to Wen Zezhen immediately after he went back. He remembered the phone call from Rong Congyan before the tour.
He really hasn't been home for a long time. Two months of training and two months of touring, excluding the time spent away from home and rehearsing, add up to five months.
Rong Yuheng had a stumbling block in his heart, and he was stuck in his throat when he returned or not.
After thinking about it, he still called Rong Congyan. It was six o'clock in the afternoon on the weekend, Rong Congyan should be at home, and the phone was picked up after just two rings.
"Xiaoheng!?" Rong Congyan's voice sounded very excited, with some disbelief.
Rong Yuheng's mood is a bit complicated... He almost thought he was a vegetable who just woke up, "Brother."
Rong Congyan's head paused, his voice slightly calmer, "What's the matter, what's the matter?" After he finished speaking, he felt that it was not very close to ask, as if he couldn't make a phone call if he had nothing to do.
Rong Congyan added another sentence, "Are you feeling homesick?"
Rong Yuheng's heart was a little ups and downs. He is a person who is easily touched by emotions. Hearing this, his small mouth slowly pouted.
"Hmph, no."
Rong Congyan didn't care, he just said, "Is the tour over, take time to come back?"
Rong Yuheng was about to answer when he heard Rong Tianshen's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Congyan, who are you calling?"
Rong Yuheng's heart suddenly jumped, and he squeezed the phone tightly.
Rong Congyan turned his head and replied, "Dad, it's Xiaoheng."
Rong Tian was silent for two seconds, then said solemnly, "What did he do when he called back? Since he doesn't have this home in his heart, then..."
"Dad—" Rong Congyan interrupted him tiredly, "Xiaoheng is still listening..."
Rong Yuheng on the other end of the phone instantly felt that the switch of the tear duct was broken - he was angry! He was hurt!
His tears were already wrapped in his eyes!
Rong Yuheng shouted into the receiver, "Didn't it say "Beijing Welcomes You", why do I feel that there is only a cold ice rain!"
Before Rong Congyan could make up an excuse, the call was hung up with a click.
... Rong Congyan turned to look at Rong Tianshen speechlessly, holding the phone, "Dad."
Rong Tianshen raised his eyelids to look at him, "Hmph, when did he come back?... Let me first say that I won't welcome him."
Rong Congyan, "..."
Forget it, he doesn't want to care about these two people, the tool people also have limits, and they can't stand the tossing of this duo of duplicity.
Rong Yuheng really burst into tears this time.
He hugged his weak self, huddled under the duvet and cried aloud—the sound insulation of the dormitory was not good, and for a while, the continuous ups and downs of crying directly penetrated the wall and echoed throughout the apartment!
The team members who were resting in their rooms were shocked at the same time: What happened to Rong Yuheng!
Huang Jianing was right next to Rong Yuheng. He ran out first and carefully poked Rong Yuheng's bedroom door, "Yuheng?"
Bian Chen was also on the same floor. The second one came out and slapped the door rudely, "Are you caught under the zipper?"
The crying in the room stopped abruptly.
Huang Jianing, "… "
Bian Chen pushed the door in.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Rong Yuheng wrapping himself up like a big cicada chrysalis, with only two eyes and two nostrils exposed.
Two people, "… "
It just happened that Dan Qi and the others also heard the sound, and a group of people crowded to the bed to peel the cicada chrysalis, "What's wrong, Rong Bao?"
Rong Yuheng was stripped out and started crying again, "My dad doesn't want me anymore - wow!!!"
Everyone, "..."
Rong Yuheng's family affairs are really complicated!
Everyone coaxed around for an hour, and then Rong Yuheng stopped the noise transmission, and just quietly snuggled aside and sucked the snot.
When everyone was gone, he took out his phone.
His first reaction now is to look for Wen Zezhen, as if the latter can give him a sense of security.
[Rong Yuheng]: Feeder, what are you doing [Leopard Cry.gif]
[Wen Zezheng]: What's wrong with packing at home
[Rong Yuheng]: Can I come to see you now
[Wen Zezhen]: I have a car, give me the address, I will pick you up.
[Rong Yuheng]: You are so kind.
After Rong Yuheng sent Wen Zezheng's address, he got up to wash his face, changed his clothes, and obediently shrank into the living room to wait for the owner's arrival.
His eyes were still red and swollen, as if he had been bullied.
Wen Zezhen arrived in half an hour.
Rong Yuheng happened to meet Bian Chen when he was going out, the latter frowned, "Aren't you going to go out for a short meeting?"
Rong Yuheng felt that Bian Chen's mouth was created by the Creator to balance this too beautiful world.
He raised his head sternly, "I will definitely pull you with me if I find such a good thing."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
…
Bian Chen inside the door looked at the closed door for two seconds, then heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and turned back to the house.
The security of this community is very good. There are a lot of small stars living in it. The paparazzi can't get in, so they are not afraid of being photographed secretly.
Rong Yuheng went downstairs and saw Wen Zezhen's car parked at the door. He trotted over and pulled out the passenger seat all the way, "Father!"
Wen Zezhen leaned on the driver's seat, probably for the convenience of driving, with his sleeves rolled up on his forearms, revealing strong and graceful muscle lines.
He was very happy when he saw Rong Yuheng coming over, but when he raised his eyes, he met the latter's red eyes from crying, and his heart was suddenly tensed.
"What's wrong?"
Rong Yuheng shook his head, closed the door, lowered his head and pulled the seat belt, "It's okay."
Wen Zezhen felt uncomfortable.
He has never liked anyone before, and he always sees what people in love say "I feel bad when you cry", but he still can't understand. But now I can feel it.
Wen Zezhen couldn't help but leaned over, stretched his long arm and pulled the seat belt to fasten him. He didn't leave after it was buckled, he just looked at Rong Yuheng at such a close distance, "My eyes are swollen from crying."
Rong Yuheng did not reject the sudden closeness between the two, but instead felt more at ease.
"I'm a water-filled hamster now."
Wen Zezhen couldn't help laughing. Seeing that he didn't want to talk, he didn't force it. He just reached out and squeezed his earlobe, "Let's go, go to my house."
…
Along the way, Rong Yuheng gradually broke away from the sadness of being "abandoned by his father", and felt a little burning in his earlobe after realizing it. He reached out and touched it, and immediately realized that this was the place Wen Zezhen had pinched.
Rong Yuheng put down his hand and turned to look out the window, "Do you live alone? Or do you keep other pets behind my back?"
Wen Zezhen thought of Wen Zhongyun at home, and said after two seconds of silence, "I don't live alone, and I have a goose."
Rong Yuheng's eyes widened instantly - he originally said it casually, but he didn't expect Wen Zezhen to really raise something else!
He immediately narrowed his eyes vigilantly, "What goose?"
Wen Zezhen glanced at his expression, and suddenly laughed, "I live with my dad, and he is also at home."
Rong Yuheng felt at ease, he was still a unique pet.
But the next second was a little nervous, "Uncle is at home, will I disturb him?"
Wen Zezhen's hand holding the steering wheel froze for a second, "No."
The big white goose likes your square dance very much, and it has to dance with you for ten minutes every day at home.
…
After half an hour's drive, the destination will be reached soon.
The environment and security of the community where Wen Zezhen lives is more regular. Although it is not a villa area, many rich and famous people have bought houses here. After he drove into the warehouse, he took Rong Yuheng directly to the elevator upstairs.
Rong Yuheng tugged at Wen Zezhen's sleeve, "I didn't prepare a gift for the first time I came here."
Wen Zezhen said, "No need." Come to her home to prepare a present.
Wen Zezhen's house is on the eighth floor, one ladder per household. When the two got out of the elevator, Wen Zezhen opened the door and led them into the house, "The blue shoes are for you."
Rong Yuheng was instantly moved: What kind of fairy feeder is this!
As soon as he rubbed into his slippers, he heard a noise from the living room. An old man in a Chinese-style robe poked his head out from the living room, "Erze is back—eh? And he brought a little baby back!"
Wen Zezhen stood by Rong Yuheng's side to change his shoes, propped up against the wall with one hand, as if he was half-circling him, "This is my dad."
Rong Yuheng hurriedly called out, "Hello, uncle!"
In a few words, Wen Zhongyun had already run to the front of the entrance. When he saw Rong Yuheng, he was stunned for two seconds, then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and pulled the person away from Wen Zezheng.
"Aren't you the little doll who dances in the square? Goose hehehehehe...!"
Rong Yuheng didn't expect Wen Zhongyun to have seen his square dance, and he felt elated!
"It's me! Pukokokokoko...!"
Wen Zhongyun, "I look better than I look on the computer, goose hehehehe!"
Rong Yuheng, "Uncle, you are also very energetic, pokekekekeke!"
Wen Zezhen, "… "
For a moment, a thought flashed in his mind: the joys and sorrows of people are not connected, he just feels noisy.
Goose chirping and hamster laughter mixed in the living room and echoed in the living room. Wen Zezhen's temples jumped suddenly. He couldn't bear to pick up Rong Yuheng and turn into the bedroom, "Let's go, don't you want to watch a movie?"
Rong Yuheng, "Yes, Kekeke!"
Wen Zhongyun, "What little movie to watch? Dad thinks too, goose goose goose!"
Wen Zezhen stopped and turned his head, "A little movie for young people."
Wen Zhongyun, "…"
After a long while, the old artist silently returned to the living room, "Then don't bother, goose~"
Wen Zezhen shoved the confused Rong hamster into the nest, and as soon as the door closed, the room returned to silence.
In the rare silence, the two main pets were relatively speechless for two seconds. Wen Zezhen was about to speak when he heard Rong Yuheng speak with a complicated expression.
"So you made a small movie."
Wen Zezhen's throat moved, "No..."
Rong Yuheng solved the case independently, "No wonder there is no circulation in the market."
The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: The road to becoming a god is really bumpy.