Chapter 72: Lonely

Pei Tingsong was left in place, and the sentence left to him by Fang Juexia was pondered over and over again. Each syllable is disassembled, and the butterfly wraps around the heart, spinning around the chest.
He has never liked a person so much.
Pei Tingsong, who was immersed in humanistic reverie since childhood, always conceited himself because he was good at playing tricks on words. After meeting Fang Juexia, he really saw a new world. A world completely different from Fan Cang.
Because of the emergence of the proposition, there are conditions for liking.
Fang Juexia is a romanticist in his heart, a natural poet.
He satisfies one's all fantasies about first love.
When he returned to the dormitory, He Ziyan and Lu Yuan had not played enough, and occupied the game console in the living room. They put on VR glasses and played double row together. Fang Juexia helped Pei Tingsong to remove the sling. His hands are much better and less inconvenient than before.
"I just rushed by myself."
Fang Juexia was also a little surprised, "Do you want me to help you?"
He had just finished playing basketball. His fair face was red after exercise. It was like a full peach under the bathroom lights. Every tiny fluff became translucent, and his red lips opened slightly when he spoke. , Moving vividly, can vaguely see the tip of the tongue hidden inside.
"If you really help me." Pei Tingsong's eyes unconsciously fixed on his lips, slightly lowered his head, and approached Fang Juexia, "It may not be something that can be solved by just a rush."
Perhaps it was a lot of talking during the day, and Pei Tingsong's voice sounded a little dumb.
What does it mean.
Fang Juexia has been used to figure out the out-of-string sounds of Pei Ting-song. It used to be okay, but now it does so again, as if it is easy to fall into a restricted zone. He subconsciously licked his lips, and lowered his lips to squeeze them, which was a habitual small movement when he was embarrassed, but it made Pei Tingsong feel more itchy.
Outside the bathroom is the fierce battle situation of teammates playing games. You say it to me, the situation is urgent. Across the door, the situation inside seemed to be similar.
"Why didn't you speak?" Pei Tingsong stepped closer, Fang Juexia stepped back subconsciously, and then backed onto the cold tile wall.
He was coerced into a tango with no escape.
"If you don't need help, I will go out first."
Seeing that he was forced to do this, Pei Tingsong smiled softly, and this laughter pulled Fang Juexia's heart to escape again. Not long ago, his affection for the boy was still compassionate, but once the initiative was returned, he seemed to change back to Fang Juexia who couldn't resist.
Pei Tingsong circled him between the wall and his body to create a small space, "Are you thinking now, this proposition is true, but not all conditions like it."
Pei Tingsong said this, there was a joke. But it is indeed his inner thought. He sometimes worries that his too straight heart will scare Fang Juexia. He is so gentle and so restrained, he may not be able to accept too frank desires.
So most of the time he will choose to hide.
Fang Juexia, who was still hesitant to take the initiative, raised his head when he heard this sentence, his eyes frank and determined, "No, it is all the conditions."
Pei Tingsong froze.
Fang Juexia is more honest than he thought, "I may not be fully prepared, but I like it all."
Seeing his integrity, Pei Tingsong's face surrendered. How could anyone be able to squeeze his fate so much, and confess to him that he is not ready yet, and at the same time use this innocent and clean expression to say that he likes it.
While evoking your desire to destroy, it also stimulates your desire to protect.
"Well, then I will only advance a kiss."
After finishing talking, Pei Tingsong put Fang Juexia's lips, holding him in his arms with one hand, tightly pressed, the air compressed to the extreme seemed to be some kind of gel, sticking to each other, all the love was on the cliff Wandering and jumping is the abyss of passion and desire.
Fang Juexia raised his head slightly, he did not resist, and was even more indulgent than before, raised his hand, and gently embraced Pei Tingsong's waist. At this moment, Pei Tingsong pried open the soft lips and went in.
He slid his hands along the bottom of his shirt, pressed it against his waist, and tightened his arms. The tip of the tongue is soft, as is the waist. Fang Juexia's skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which was hot in his palm. So he also followed the fever, and every single blood vein burned up, heating up uncontrollably in this blurry border fusion.
The unmelted ice cream is the sweetest, moist and dense, and melts in a little bit, melts in every part of the mouth, flows into the throat with saliva, and is buried in the body.
A kiss can fill a whole body.
Pei Tingsong has a clear self-knowledge and knows where the bottom line of his concentration is, so he did not continue anymore and let Fang Juexia loose.
Spring retreats from the cold winter and involves a trace of melting snow.
Finally, a long kiss was printed on his lips. Pei Tingsong reluctantly lowered his head, and his forehead rested on Fang Juexia's shoulder socket. He really likes Fang Juexia too much. He likes not to leave a little regret for his first love experience. It is best that everything is natural and the two are happy. It is best to remember no matter how long afterwards, it is beautiful.
Because he has missed too much, the start is so bad, every step in the future wants to go well.
But his inferior roots were clamoring again, wanting to possess, wanting to ravage, and destroying him under his own body.
Love is contradictory.
"I'll give you a vaccination first." His voice is a little dumb, and his tone is childish. "Some of the hidden conditions may be more extreme than you think, very terrible, very bad."
Fang Juexia had not completely withdrawn from the lingering kiss just now, his chest slightly undulated, and his legs were soft. But he couldn't help laughing when he heard Pei Tingsong's threat.
"I'm not as fragile as you think." After he said he turned his head, kissed Pei Tingsong's hair top, and whispered, "not to mention your bad side. I've seen it for a long time."
As he was saying, there was a motion to close the door outside, followed by Ling Yi's voice. Fang Juexia was a little alert. Pei Tingsong also got up from him and pushed him out halfway, "You go to the second bedroom to take a shower."
Fang Juexia was about to go out half-pushed on the spot, turned around quickly before leaving the bathroom, and kissed Pei Tingsong's chin.
Then he left briskly and flew away like a little lark.
Pei Tingsong's heart was also taken out. He returned to the innermost part of the bathroom by himself, and Song Mingxue and Kant's moral philosophy theory, which kept the heavens out of the human desire, took turns in his mind, and together with the cold water poured from the shower, he extinguished the fire that Fang Juexia ignited.
The theory of extinguishing human desires does not play a role in extinguishing human desires. Twenty years old is really suffering.
The busy schedule speeds up the day, and it's time for the whole group to record a variety show.
This variety show is already an old TV variety show, and the national popularity is quite high. Many Friday families turn on the TV and watch this show. One can imagine how difficult it is to obtain this resource. I thought that Qi Yao ’s debut variety show was "Happy Friday". After coming down, there were countless fans and it became a hit. For Caledo in the past, such a resource did not dare to think about it.
The recording location was not in Beijing. They flew over one night in advance and stayed in the hotel arranged by the program group. In view of Pei Tingsong's hand injury, they walked directly to the VIP at the airport. Cheng Qiang worried that he would be inconvenient. He also took special care when he divided the rooms. Card, Juexia lives alone. "
Ling Yi shook the room card in his hand, "Hey? Does Jue Xia live alone? It's so cool."
Fang Juexia did not expect that, taking the room card in hand and asking Cheng Qiang, "What about Xiao Pei?"
"Xiao Pei followed me," Cheng Qiang patted Pei Tingsong's shoulder with a kind expression on his face. "If you have anything, you can take care of you."
"I don't." Pei Tingsong dismissed, "You can't take care of yourself, but also take care of me."
Cheng Qiang rolled his eyes, "Then, who do you want to talk to, your captain can always? He's all a group mother."
Jiang Miao laughed embarrassedly, "I can't. I recently got a little sore in Guzheng's arm, otherwise ..." He pushed Fang Juexia to Pei Tingsong, "Still Juexia."
Of course, Fang Juexia is willing to take care of Pei Tingsong, and this is not the first time they have stayed in a hotel together. It shouldn't matter. The first time I wake up and see the person I like, this feeling is also very good.
Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong refused, "Forget it, just go with Brother Qiang, I just said to play."
"Your kid just owes it."
Fang Juexia was a little ignorant, and didn't expect his little fantasy to be wiped out like this. They walked to the elevator, and Pei Tingsong was beside him. The drooping right arm rubbed his left arm, swinging back and forth, and rubbing the back of the hand and the back of the hand from time to time.
"Sleep yourself," Pei Tingsong suddenly whispered, "I sleep comfortably alone."
"Well." Fang Juexia nodded and entered the innermost elevator with him. Cheng Qiang and Jiang Miao asked the recording of the program to stand in front of them. As the elevator went up, Fang Juexia lowered his eyes, and saw Pei Tingsong's cuff folded in his right hand, so he reached over, turned his sleeve down, and pulled it down.
It feels peculiar that my fingers touch my wrist, like something scratching my heart. Pei Tingsong took a silent breath and resisted the idea of ​​holding hands.
In order to be in a better state, they rested without staying too late. Fang Juexia had almost never stayed in a hotel before, most of the time with Ling Yi, and occasionally changed others. To be honest, his character makes him more used to being alone, and the quiet and lonely space is actually a kind of comfort zone for him.
He opened the suitcase, picked up the changed clothes, washed, and blown his hair, then sat in bed to reply to the unprocessed message, called his mother, and everything was in order. After orderly completion, he should rest.
Very strange, obviously a rare time alone, Fang Juexia could not sleep. He lay on the bed, turned over and over, and looked at the moonlight outside the hotel window.
He didn't say when he was in the hotel lobby, nor did he when he walked toward the elevator. But at this moment, Fang Juexia had to admit that he wanted to be in the same room as Pei Tingsong.
He was very smart and guessed why Pei Tingsong didn't choose to share a room with him in the end. But this made him even more anxious, and also caused him some kind of ambiguous reverie in the middle of the night.
Fang Juexia sat up, took the notebook he brought to bed, and covered it with a quilt. His fingers rested indecisively on the keyboard, his eyes resting on the blank search bar.
He is a good student and has received good physiology education, but boys and boys have never appeared in the category he has studied. So he thinks he should probably learn something.
In another room across an aisle, Cheng Qiang helped Pei Tingsong to remove the sling from his body, and then helped him take off his coat.
"When will the plaster on my hand be demolished?" Pei Tingsong asked.
Cheng Qiang struggling to help this taller guy take off his undershirt, remembering what the doctor said before, "Last time the doctor said that a wrist fracture usually takes about two weeks to remove the plaster. But the specific situation is still You have to go to the hospital to make a film to see how well it is healing. Waiting to go back to Beijing, and then take you to a follow-up visit. "
Pei Tingsong nodded and sat back on the bed, staring at the heavy plaster on his hand and sighing. At the beginning, he felt that the injury was quite good. He could be used to threaten Fang Juexia to take care of him, but now he feels that this thing is more and more cumbersome and affects his performance.
"Oh by the way, have you received Miss Pei's email?"
It sounds funny that Pei Tingsong said, "I never read emails. If President Pei still has my brother in mind, call me."
This sister and brother are really. Cheng Qiang sat down and said, "You are really brothers and sisters, one by one is stubborn, and I'm not a human being sandwiched in it. Every time you ignore her, she sends me an email every time I see her. I ’m all trembling with the English name. "
"Then I don't care, she can't control me." Pei Tingsong lay down on his back.
Cheng Qiang shook his head, "I think so, who can control you?"
"Who ..." Pei Tingsong looked at the snowy white ceiling, his head full of Fang Juexia's face.
When I was young, it was ridiculous to listen to my grandfather reading Journey to the West. Sun Wukong was described as powerful as before. But later, it was so held by one hand, and lived for five hundred years.
Pei Tingsong now thinks about it, his heart is not absurd at all, very realistic.
He was also clenched with one hand, wrapped very gently, could not turn over, and could not escape.
The night is the same night, but everyone's sleep is different. He Ziyan woke up early in the morning and complained that Ling had been arguing with him over the night. He also pulled Fang Juexia and asked him how he could bear it.
Ling Yi argued for himself, "Just last night! I'm so tired by plane!"
Hearing the two words last night, Fang Juexia thought of his "investigation and study", and his speech was a bit empty, "Yeah ... Ling usually doesn't speak dreams."
Several people were noisy in the car. Fang Juexia looked out of the car window. It was southerly weather. The air was humid with a hint of coolness.
The spring in many cities is like this, composed of continuous rain, but the spring in Beijing is filled with falling clouds. Once the poplars flying around stop, the spring is almost over.
Fang Juexia didn't like Yang Xu in the past, which would make his nose uncomfortable, and even affect his singing voice, which would do no good to play on the stage. But once he fell in love with spring, these soft catkins seemed to have been taken care of by Aiwu and Wu. He didn't hate it, and he even wanted to wear a mask to let them stay for a while.
Let spring stay for a while.
Near the front of the recorded TV building, Fang Juexia suddenly received news from Pei Tingsong.
[Injured guide dog: I missed you last night. ]
With just six words, Fang Juexia's heart was messed up. He was obviously sitting next to him, perhaps watching him open the news, but Pei Tingsong was so quiet that Fang Juexia's heart was beating.
He decided not to reply.
Watching Fang Juexia put the phone back in his pocket, everyone was ready to get off, and it was a mess, Pei Tingsong was a little lost, thinking that he would take this opportunity to return a sentence.
"Xiaowen called them and said that we had arrived."
"it is good!"
Pei Tingsong was also ready to get up. At this time, Fang Juexia took his hand and whispered into his ear in the noisy carriage.
"I didn't miss you."
Holding briefly, and separating briefly, several boys jumped out of the car one by one like Tangyuan. Pei Tingsong followed Fang Juexia and his heart stuck to him.
The public's acceptance of long hair is not high. The star figure stylist specifically removed all the hair of Fang Juexia's hair before the show, and the hairstyle was cut more freshly.
When recording variety shows, I changed the stylist of the program group, and the orientation is more in line with the public. The style of the six people this time is the big boy route, and it will not go wrong.
Pei Tingsong reversed a dark blue suede baseball cap on his head, the delicate and three-dimensional features were fully revealed. He was wearing a loose avocado green sweater and still had his arms hanging. Fang Juexia is wearing a simple black T, slightly waisted, and below is a loose camouflage overalls. The hair stylist blows his forehead out of the arc, exposing his smooth forehead and superior facial features.
Ling Yi is always a cute younger brother, with a purple sports suit and hair curled into a teddy curl. Team Changjiang Miao had a loose striped shirt with dark gray jeans and a long black ribbon around his neck. He Ziyan was scalded by the stylist to burn a male tin foil, and the lake blue top with long black sweatpants. Lu Yuan seldom calmed down, white T-shirt brown trousers, the main dance line standing together, the whole black and white double sha.
Before the program officially started recording, they met the host team and bowed again and again. Leading host Chen Mo is the most well-known entertainment host in the circle. His status is quite high but he is friendly. Because of the previous live audio accident, Caledo has always had a very good impression.
"You have been really hot lately. Your fans are all around the outside of the TV building, as well as under my Weibo. Please ask me to take care of you."
Cheng Qiang smiled and said, "That's really what Teacher Chen takes care of."
The director informed that the recording started, and they ended the topic. Several hosts came to the stage first. After a short warm-up, Caledo standing in the background heard the host's voice.
"Let's welcome the guests today with the warmest applause, the super popular boy group-Kaleido!"
The cheers of fans came like waves, and six of Caledo came to the stage according to the instructions of the staff and started their opening performance, which was joined intro part of "Broken Array". Caledo's scene was bombed as always, and soon turned the stage into a concert-like atmosphere. Fans under the stage raised their respective helping hands and sang spectacularly on all occasions.
After the song was over, the six of them ended endingpose and came to the center of the stage. Chen Mo took the other hosts to the stage and asked Caledo to stand in the middle.
"Wow, I finally heard the scene of" Break Array "."
"Yes, it's really more shocking than expected, no wonder it will sweep the major music websites now."
Chen Mo leaned forward and looked at Jiang Miao and said, "So let's ask Caledo to say hello to our long-awaited audience?"
Jiang Miao nodded, looked around at the members, and then yelled out one, two, three.
The six people raised their hands together, and the right hand showed a gesture of K, "Hello everyone, we are Kaleido!"
Cheers broke out again from the audience. The fans had not had such an opportunity for a long time. The expectations and misses in their hearts all turned into shouts. From the screaming at the beginning, they turned into Qi Qiledo, Caledo. ... "This is a true manifestation of popularity.
Chen Mo said with a microphone, "Today we are very pleased to invite kaleido to participate in the recording of this" Happy Friday ". I heard that I have made a schedule for our program group. Thank you very much."
Jiang Miao shook his head, "No, no."
Ling Yi also shook his head, "No, we are not very busy."
A fan from the audience shouted, "They were free before!"
He Ziyan picked up the microphone, "This is an old fan."
Fans all over the stage laughed. The hostess found it particularly interesting, "I find that your group doesn't recognize students at all."
Chen Mo asked again, "Yeah, why do you say that you are a fan of leisure?"
Pei Tingsong answered, "This kind of love and killing are generally old fans, and new fans are all brothers."
Laughter broke out again.
"We were really busy before, there was no schedule." Lu Yuan took the lead to sell his teammates. He raised his finger to Fang Juexia next to him. "For example, Juexia, he went to take a teacher qualification certificate."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Chen Mo was a little surprised, "Really? What subject did you test for? Junior or high school?"
It was still a topic that was cued out alive by teammates. Fang Juexia was a little embarrassed, "... high school mathematics. I studied mathematics in college. At that time, I didn't have that much schedule. Everyone took the exam. "
Ling Yi added, "It's still the North Division."
Another host made a joke, "So Ju Xia thought that if he couldn't make it, would he go back and teach?"
"Hahahaha!"
"Brother went back and tutored me to do May 3rd!"
Pei Tingsong sees that his ears are red, and teases with a microphone, "Who doesn't want to be taught by Teacher Fang?"