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Chapter 84: Get engaged

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As soon as the friend's voice fell, the snow cake beside him stopped.

Snow Cake's friend: "?"

"Aiaiaiaiai...idou?!" Xuebing heard the singing in the bar, turned her eyes to the direction of the singing, and then screamed, "Ah, I went out to travel to see my idol. Woohoo."

Snow Cake's friend: "???"

"That's Weiwei!" Xuebing, who was dragged into the corner by his friend's mouth, argued rationally, "That's definitely my idol, I have collected thousands of his pictures, and I can recognize it from any angle. , whether it's profile or front or back."

Xuebing tried her best to cover her mouth to suppress her joy: "It's great, the fairy town you brought me to is really nice, you are indeed the friend who knows me best."

Snow Cake's friend: "..."

Who was still complaining that this is a broken town

"Your idol, what's your name, Gu Wei?" The friend racked his brains, and after some deliberation, he decided to pour cold water, "He is also a traffic star, think about a traffic star who is not at home for the New Year's Eve. The family is reunited, why did he come to a bar to sing folk songs, and why didn't he sing his own?"

The friend believes that his doubts are well-founded.

On the other side, Gu Wei finished singing a song, flipped through the music library of He Yanjia's bar, and accidentally found a song by T.ATW last year.

"It's too deserted, do you want to have a good time?" Gu Wei said to himself, chose the accompaniment, and sang the songs of his group.

Snow cake is crazy, and friends can't hold it anymore.

"Come on, if you can talk, just say a few more words!" Xuebing slammed the table, "Weiwei, I will actually see him here."

Snow Cake's friend completely shut up.

Fast-paced songs can really drive the atmosphere, and the aura in this bar has changed instantly.

"Is my little brother debuting?" I don't know who shouted, "This appearance and voice are guaranteed to beat many current streaming stars."

"Boss, the newly invited resident singer is good." Someone praised.

"Look, what I said." Jiang Xun chatted with Gu Wei's neighbor.

"Compared with the past, he has really changed a lot." Gu Wei's former neighbor He Yan sighed with emotion.

"What was he like before?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Before, I felt like a very quiet child, very polite, but not very talkative." He Yan recalled, "The neighbors around him liked him very much, but then one day, their family moved out, and I I never thought he would come back again."

"What is their home like, do you still have an impression?"

"Their family, if you are his boyfriend, you should know, it's more complicated, it's a divorced family." He Yan frowned, "Everyone around here said that his mother was a gentle woman, and that his father in the city was not a thing. , but I think there may be a deviation in that."

Jiang Xun: "Why?"

Gu Wei changed the song again, waved to Jiang Xun from a distance, and beat the drum, Jiang Xun shook the glass in his hand and drank it.

"I saw him once by the window. In the middle of the winter night, he was sitting in the back of the yard in a single shirt, with a wound on his face, as if he was crying, but when I went out, he was no longer there." He Yan recalled, "In the middle of the night, besides his mother, who else would beat him."

"Did he say it?" Jiang Xun asked.

"No, as if that never happened."

Jiang Xun tightened his hand holding the glass, picked up half of the glass and put it down heavily.

Gu Wei was surrounded by people wherever he went. It was rare to return to a familiar place, sang a few songs, and the excitement was over. Only then did he realize his tiredness.

The bartender handed him a tray with a glass of carefully prepared wine on it.

Gu Wei: "...I didn't order?"

"The gentleman by the window ordered it for you." The waiter pointed to the window, where several customers were sitting, the ones who had just shouted to let him debut.

"Sorry, he's not very good at drinking." A hand appeared in front of Gu Wei, blocking the wine glass handed by the waiter.

Xuebing's friend listened to it for half an hour. At this moment, I finally heard a different sound. Xuebing, who was flipping through the small video just recorded, fell to the ground with a bang, and the screen was broken.

"Peace to pieces." Xuebing's expression was dull, "It's good."

"I got you," said the friend. "With such a good opportunity, why don't you ask for a photo or autograph?"

"I'm not going." Xuebing looked at Jiang Xun and Gu Wei not far away, and shook her head firmly with tears in her eyes, "Fans should stay away from idol life, it's enough for me to watch him from a distance."

At night, Yi Qing was playing a game when she received a video from Xuebing.

[Sunny Doll]:! ! !

[Sunshine Doll]: Where did it come from

[Snow Cake]: The town I told you about yesterday.

[Snow Cake]: I've become a cp fan, and I'm in the group, thank you.

"Let's talk." Seeing that the two of them had something to talk about, He Yan got up to help the bartender.

"Are you happy to sing?" Jiang Xun pushed the fruit wine he ordered to Gu Wei.

"Didn't you say you won't let me drink?" Gu Wei asked.

"Others can't, mine can." Jiang Xun put a rectangular box on the table, "Want to set off fireworks?"

"Fairy stick? Where did it come from?" The fruit wine tasted very good, and when Gu Wei spoke, there was a fruity fragrance on his lips.

"Get it from your neighbor." Jiang Xun said, "That's what the town is good for, no one cares, just set off fireworks and firecrackers."

When the two of them came during the day, the cement roadside was full of exploding firecrackers, and the flavor of the year was very strong.

"Then go to my yard." Gu Wei suggested, "No one will disturb you."

Jiang Xun and Gu Wei's neighbors chatted very happily, and in a short period of time, they brought a lot of fireworks. Gu Wei was sitting on the steps, watching Jiang Xun bent down and lit two small sprays, smiled and felt a little drunk.

"What are you thinking about?" The end of the firework in his hand was sharp, Jiang Xun didn't hand it to Gu Wei, but held it in his hand and hid it tightly.

"I'm thinking that the new drama will be broadcast soon." Gu Wei said truthfully.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Jiang Xun's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring Gu Wei at this time.

"Don't laugh at me when you say it." Gu Wei was a little unsure, "...Do you remember Miao Zihan, the character I played in the play. I flipped through the second floor of Miao Zihan's house several times before the director did. I am satisfied, I suddenly feel that the second floor of my house is very similar to that of Miao Zihan's house."

"What about you?" Jiang Xun didn't smile, but asked seriously, "Are you similar to him?"

Gu Wei didn't know why Jiang Xun asked this question for a while, but at the same time, the fireworks that Jiang Xun lit before gradually dimmed, and only the one in Jiang Xun's hand was still shining with small stars.

The little stars of the fireworks popped out one by one, and Gu Wei suddenly felt that the purpose of their trip seemed to be gradually becoming clearer.

"As I said before, I was ten years ago..."

At that moment, it was like turning back time and space, and he saw himself at the age of nine—

It was the same night, the lights were on in the room on the second floor, and there were flower pots on the windowsill. The cacti he bought from the school gate when he was nine years old were planted in the flower pots.

"Do you still want to learn to dance?"

"I taught you so many times, why can't you learn."

Anger distorted the woman's beautiful and delicate face, and nine-year-old Gu Wei shrank by the window, daring not to speak or move.

This kind of scene has happened too many times. Ling Yixuan is very gentle on weekdays, but when teaching him to dance, she is especially impatient. He thought that as long as he didn't speak and did not contradict, he would be able to get through it smoothly.

But this time is different.

"Why are you as useless as your father!" Ling Yixuan's voice was filled with tears, "His script can't be written at all, do you want to be like him in the future?"

"...I remembered." Many years later, Gu Wei held Jiang Xun's sleeve in the yard, "I know why when I was filming, I would take the place of Miao Zihan's life."

Because their lives overlapped.

That night when she was nine years old, Ling Yixuan's eyes finally fell on the pot of cactus on the windowsill.

"Why do you want to buy these useless things all day long!" Ling Yixuan lost her mind in anger and overturned the flower pot on the table. She grabbed Gu Wei's hand and pressed it against the thorns of the cactus.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Gu Wei's whole body trembled in Jiang Xun's arms. Jiang Xun knew that thin words could not calm Gu Wei, so he stroked Gu Wei's back over and over again.

"I...actually I'm fine." In addition to the reaction of his body, Gu Wei finally revived the things he was holding in his heart. To him, this feeling was more like a cure, so much so that he was calmer than he imagined, "It turns out that ...that's why I'm afraid of sharp things, and I've forgotten all about it."

In his memory, only Ling Yixuan hugged him and apologized repeatedly, but he forgot the most important part.

After so many years, I have forgotten the grievances and pains at that time, but I still remember deep in my subconscious, so when I see a sharp object, I have a physiological reaction first.

Now that I think about it, it seems really, not so scary.

"Chu Yi said before that forgetting is a kind of protection, but it doesn't mean it won't hurt you again. You can only face your fears if you remember them." Jiang Xun said, "If only I met you earlier. , I will definitely wait downstairs of your house every day, looking for opportunities to abduct you."

Gu Wei imagined the scene for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"If you remember, would you hate her?" Jiang Xun asked.

Gu Wei shook his head, his breathing was no longer messy: "I don't hate, hate is a waste of time, I have more important things to do than those."

Because this is not to tear open the wounds of the past, this is the new life.

He opened Jiang Xun's fingers holding the firework, and the sharp handle of the firework was presented in front of him. Gu Wei tried to touch it. He was still a little trembling, but he didn't appear as dizzy as before.

"Okay, that's enough." Jiang Xun put the man in his arms, "Take your time."

"Actually, the choreography of the title song was, for me, a farewell to the past." The surrounding environment was so quiet that Gu Wei told Jiang Xun a lot of things that he would not normally mention, "But It was later taken."

"You will get it back." Jiang Xun said.

This is the Gu Wei he likes. Even after experiencing such childhood and later grievances, he still likes to dance.

"Fortunately, I remembered it, otherwise we would have run for nothing this time." Gu Wei was a little relieved, "This town is really far away."

"Who said they would run in vain?" Jiang Xun said.

Gu Wei was puzzled.

Then he felt Jiang Xun took his hand, something cold wrapped around his finger, and Jiang Xun slowly pushed it to the base of the finger.

"Get engaged, Weiwei."

When Gu Wei didn't react, Jiang Xun put a hand on the back of his neck and made him look up slightly. The small lights in the bar next door were flickering, making him feel like he was in a dream. Jiang Xun's kiss brought him back to reality. Except for the first time, every time Jiang Xun kissed him, he could only say that it was only a shallow taste, but this time was different.

Gu Wei suddenly remembered what Jiang Xun had told him before the closed training.

"When I come back, I will definitely be fierce."

Gu Wei: "I haven't said 'OK' yet."

"You dare to say 'not good' and try." Jiang Xunxun said, "I don't care if you have a job these days."

Gu Wei didn't know that a simple kiss can still make people so fascinated, but the person who provoked his passion/lust is still fanning the flames, as if to punish him for not cooperating, Jiang Xun lightly bit his lower lip. After a while, still feeling dissatisfied, he reached out and squeezed his cheek, forcing him to obey obediently.

"Where is this going? Gu Weiwei can't stand still now?"

"What do you do in the future, do you want me to teach you slowly from the beginning?"

Gu Wei: "…"

He was speechless, the winter night air was cold, but his body and mind were hot.

Gu Wei pushed Jiang Xun away, gasped slightly, pursed his lips, took two steps back, and saw the ring in his hand through the light.

The so-called sense of ceremony is indeed satisfying.

During the Chinese New Year, the king of staying up late is everywhere. A video on the small video app was liked late at night.

The video is of a bar, and the bar's resident singer is singing.

Video caption: I heard that my bar is going to become popular

Comments are growing at a rate visible to the naked eye —

[Why is this video so popular? ]

[Who took the picture, take a good look, can someone show you the way? ]

[Sings like T.ATW's song, is this Gu Wei? ]

[I feel that Weiwei is very happy in this state, the drums are playing all over the place hahaha. ]

[@jiangxun, we didn’t sing in bars much during the Chinese New Year, how do you take care of people. ]

[@Jiang Xun, how about you? ]

[Which bar is this, ask for an address, I want to punch in there. ]

[The location is very remote, in a newly developed tourist town, I went with my friends today, and I saw my idol, I am still floating now. ]

[What luck ahead? I adore it. ]

[This is a star? I'm going, I'm at this bar today, and I'm still shouting for my little brother to make his debut. It turns out that he's already popular. ]

[Is Gu Wei still here? Is it time for me to go there now? ]

[Raise your hand, stop Aite, I can tell, the voice next to this video is Jiang Xun's voice. ]