Fang Juexia froze on the spot.
He stared at Pei Tingsong, a faint light flickering in his eyes.
His senses and thoughts slowed down at this moment. It was as if he was in slow motion, causing him to stop at the last sentence of Pei Tingsong. It played and echoed repeatedly.
Pei Tingsong came to his senses, and the words that came out of his mouth made him feel incredulous. How obsessed was he to say those words to Fang Juexia? He must have lost his mind.
He couldn't find a reason to say those words.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Qiang ran over, panting with his hands on his hips as he questioned the two of them.
Fang Juexia immediately lowered his head and took a deep breath. Pei Tingsong explained, "He sprained his ankle when he went down the lift. I helped him walk over."
"Are you okay?" Cheng Qiang asked him hurriedly. "Are you okay? There's a doctor backstage. I'll take you to see him. "
Fang Juexia shook his head. "No need …"
"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Qiang saw that his ears were red and felt that something was wrong. "Why did you suddenly fall? Did you catch a cold from taking photos a few days ago? Do you have a fever? "He reached out his hand, but Fang Juexia dodged it." I'm really fine. I'm not injured, and I don't have a cold. "
With that, he walked towards the elevator in the underground lobby, leaving Pei Tingsong and Cheng Qiang looking at each other.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Qiang turned around and glared at Pei Tingsong. "Did you bully Juexia again?"
Pei Tingsong felt wronged, but he couldn't explain himself. "How did I bully him? If you accuse him like this, I'll quit." With that, he ran away.
The underground lobby was not very bright. He was still worried about Fang Juexia, so he pretended to be angry and chased after him.
"Hey, no, you guys …" Cheng Qiang, who was left behind, wiped the sweat off his forehead and muttered, "Damn, my job is not easy. I have to worship six Buddhas in one go."
Fang Juexia walked forward step by step. Ever since he was young, his steps seemed to have been measured. Every step he took was very precise. People who had a ruler buried in their hearts did not have many opportunities to accept mistakes.
But at this moment, he felt that something was interfering with his emotions, causing his heart to sway and his footsteps to become flustered.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall, elongated shadow on the ground, getting closer and closer to him.
He pressed the up button and stared at the glowing number.
"Hey, are you okay?" His voice was very close.
Fang Juexia only spoke when he felt that Pei Tingsong was standing shoulder to shoulder with him. He did not turn his head and looked straight ahead.
"As far as you know, there is no one else."
Pei Tingsong was a little dazed. He reacted for a few seconds before he understood. Fang Juexia was actually answering his invalid first question. This was something that Pei Tingsong did not expect.
With a ding, the elevator door opened. Fang Juexia walked in first. When he looked up, he was face to face with Pei Tingsong. His eyes were still clear and magnanimous.
Pei Tingsong's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He was still a little doubtful. "What about Ling Yi? And Chang Ge, do they know? "
It was not that he did not believe Fang Juexia's words, but he felt that it was impossible. Was he the only one? How could it be?
He jumped forward in seconds, into the abyss under the steel cable. Fang Juexia's eyes looked over his shoulder and saw Cheng Qiang, who was about to come over. His tone was calm and firm.
"Only you."
Once a person had a few qualifiers, the feeling became subtle.
Pei Tingsong held a secret in his hands.
Or, he was tightly held in his hands by a beautiful secret.
Pei Tingsong, who was in a daze, put a hand on his shoulder. "Go in, what are you waiting for?" The large stage elevator was empty. Cheng Qiang muttered, "Go up and quickly change your clothes and remove your makeup. They should be almost done."
Fang Juexia, whose head was half-lowered, looked up. Pei Tingsong's face was reflected in the elevator's mirror. He was also staring at him. He actually regretted answering his invalid first question on his own accord, but he wanted to do so at the moment.
Sure enough, under the catalysis of a tense atmosphere, people would do things outside of their plans.
He saw the red birthmark at the corner of his eye in the reflection of the mirror. He could not help but think of the "last sentence" of Pei Tingsong.
The frequency of his heartbeat exceeded the normal range again. Fang Juexia took a deep breath and tried to correct the deviation in his physical signs.
Everyone had their own set of rules of behavior.
Fang Juexia's rule was a two-way chain. According to a certain paradigm, he tried to avoid mistakes as much as possible and walked step by step toward the established goal. Every time there was a mistake on this path, he would reverse the direction of the node that led to the mistake. Just like when he finished a math problem and the result was wrong, he would reverse the deduction step by step until he found the key step of the problem. This was his self-reflection mechanism.
The elevator stopped moving. Fang Juexia looked up and saw another person in the mirror.
Since he started business, every time he deduced the key step, it was Pei Tingsong.
He did whatever he wanted and was full of uncertainty. His every move was a trigger for a mistake.
"Let's go and pack up."
The next day, they were going to attend an event in Shanghai. The charity gala was also in Shanghai. After the concert, they took a flight with the senior group and stayed in a hotel in Shanghai. In the past, when they stayed in the hotel, the rooms were randomly assigned. The only principle was to separate Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia.
But this time, Cheng Qiang assigned the room cards in the hotel elevator.
"Everyone is on the same floor. Your senior is also on the same floor. Here, this is for Ziyan and Ling Yi. " He handed the room cards to He Ziyan and turned to Jiang Miao. "Miaomiao and Lu Yuan will share a room."
The last room card was naturally handed to Fang Juexia.
"Take it. It's for you and Xiao Pei."
Fang Juexia took the room card. Although his expression was the same as before, he was a little flustered. After all, they had never stayed in the same room for the past two years. Coupled with the episode when they were leaving the concert, he didn't even say a word to Pei Tingsong on the plane.
But now, they were going to spend the night together in the same room.
The other teammates had already started to joke around. Lu Yuan bumped Pei Tingsong, who was still listening to the song and not understanding the situation, with his shoulder. "Aiya, what kind of big day is it today?"
Pei Tingsong took off his headphones and looked confused. "What?"
Ling Yi began to shake his hands. "No, I want to sleep with Juexia!"
He Ziyan pulled Ling Yi over and stroked his hair. "Isn't Huo Ge nice? Hmm? "
Jiang Miao explained to the still confused youngest, "Chang Ge said that you and Juexia will sleep in the same room tonight."
"What?!" Pei Tingsong looked shocked and stared at Cheng Qiang with a confused expression.
Cheng Qiang glanced at him. "What's wrong? You don't want to? Juexia is the most honest and quiet sleeper among all of you. You're lucky. Listen to me, I have the final say. "
When the elevator doors opened, everyone jostled each other out. Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia were pushed together. Pei Tingsong subconsciously supported him, but the two of them quickly separated.
"I'm exhausted! I want to take a shower first! "
"No one is fighting with you."
"Brother Qiang, when the company makes money in the future, can I stay in the presidential suite once?"
"When the company makes money, of course Brother Qiang will stay in the presidential suite first."
Everyone went into their rooms one by one, leaving only Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia. They were in the innermost room in the corridor.
The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly quieted down. The quiet air seemed to compress, squeezing the two of them together. Even their breaths accidentally collided, so they were very careful.
Fang Juexia swiped the room card and opened the door. The room was neither big nor small, with floor-to-ceiling windows and two big beds. It was no different from many hotel rooms he had stayed in before.
Logically speaking, there should be no difference, but Fang Juexia's palms began to sweat. "Which side do you want to sleep on?"
"Either is fine." Pei Tingsong glanced at the bathroom and pushed his suitcase to the bed by the window. "I'll sleep here."
The spot he left was also where Fang Juexia was used to sleeping. Fang Juexia softly agreed and put his suitcase away.
"Do you want to take a shower first or …" "Do you want to take a shower first?"
The two of them tacitly spoke at the same time, and then fell silent at the same time.
Pei Tingsong had never encountered such an awkward moment. He was clearly not this kind of person. He should say and do whatever he wanted, but now it seemed like he was being held against something.
It was too strange. The truth was clearly the other way around.
He scratched his head. "You go first. I'll look for my clothes." After saying that, Pei Tingsong sat cross-legged on the carpet and turned his back to open his suitcase. Fang Juexia accepted his suggestion and went in on his own. However, when he started to take a shower, he realized that the bathroom was actually translucent. There was frosted glass on all sides, and he could vaguely see people's figures.
He finally understood why Pei Tingsong had turned his back to the bathroom before he entered.
The temperature in the bathroom was too high, and the stuffy steam made Fang Juexia dizzy. The water splashed from his head. He lowered his head and held the wall with his hand. His mind was full of the scene under the lift. He tried hard not to think about it, but his brain seemed to be working against him.
Although Pei Tingsong said that he was packing his clothes, he did not bring many pieces of clothes. His back was facing the bathroom, but the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the small glass bathroom. Under the bustling night of Shanghai, it was like Pandora's box.
Suddenly, the door opened and a series of knocks were heard. Pei Tingsong shouted, "Who is it?"
"Xiao Pei, open the door!"
Upon hearing Ling Yi's voice, Pei Tingsong got up and rushed to the door. Inevitably, he saw a tall and thin figure that was softened by the vaporized glass and the curling water vapor, making him look unreal.
"What's the matter?" Pei Tingsong asked through the door.
He heard Lu Yuan's voice again. "Something's wrong. Open the door."
How many people had come? Pei Tingsong opened the door, and the few of them rushed out like puppies who had just been fed dog food. He immediately leaned against the door and stopped them with his arm. "What's the matter?" After saying that, he saw Ling Yi holding her phone and taking pictures of him. "Big Brother Yi, what's the matter with you?"
"I'm doing a livestream." After saying that, Ling Yi switched to the selfie mode and turned to put them in the camera. "Xiao Pei, say hi to everyone!"
"Ah, I think I'm stuck."
"The internet here is not good. I'm stuck."
Livestream???
Fang Juexia was still taking a shower inside. If they really came in and filmed the bathroom, it would be terrible.
Pei Tingsong was about to close the door when He Ziyan and Lu Yuan grabbed his arm. "What's wrong with you? Why are you being so sneaky?"
"Who's being sneaky?!" He said it very loudly on purpose, hoping that Fang Juexia could hear him. "It's the middle of the night. Why aren't you sleeping? I still want to sleep."
"There must be something wrong." Lu Yuan and He Ziyan were about to break in. They rushed up, but Pei Tingsong was still guarding the door. Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.
"What … are you doing?"
Pei Tingsong turned around abruptly.
They actually came out?!
"Ahem." Pei Tingsong cleared his throat guiltily and let go of his arm. "Nothing. They're going to do a livestream."
"It's still stuck." Ling Yi couldn't stand the slow internet and simply turned off the livestream. "Oh, now they're letting us in again. What a strange Little Six Pei."
Fang Juexia still had a towel on his head. He had changed into comfortable and loose pajamas. His body was still emitting warm water vapor and his skin was red.
He Ziyan said, "Sansan asked us to go to his room to play. Do you want to go?"
Sansan was their senior, Shang Sirui. He was also the most popular artist in Xingtu. After appearing on the show "Escape", his popularity soared. When Fang Juexia was still a trainee, Shang Sirui often helped him. He was a very lively and optimistic person.
"Okay." Fang Juexia smiled and nodded. After drying his hair, he put the towel back in the bathroom and followed everyone to Shang Sirui's room.
Shang Sirui's door was half-closed and he was the only one living there. As soon as he heard footsteps, he ran out and stuck his head out to look. When he saw his brothers, he immediately opened the door. "You're finally here." He deliberately pulled Fang Juexia's arm. "I thought you weren't coming. So you've already taken a shower. Why are you so fast?"
"Yes, I took a shower as soon as I got back to my room." Fang Juexia naturally followed Shang Sirui in with a smile on his face.
Perhaps it was because Fang Juexia's smile was too handsome that Pei Tingsong, who was following behind, felt uncomfortable.
He had done so much for him. He had kept secrets for him, flattered him, and helped him deal with this group of bastards. Yet, he was smiling at others.
There was a lot of food on the carpet behind Shang Sirui's bed. "I'm telling you, I secretly ordered all of this. Don't tell Chang Ge. Otherwise, he'll say that I've led you astray."
Ling Yi screamed, "Ah, there's Maocai! I love Maocai! "
"There's even Double Cooked Pork!" Lu Yuan was also excited. "Let's start!"
"I know that Juexia can't take spicy food." Shang Sirui opened the other lunch boxes. "Look, I ordered a lot of snacks. There's also Miaomiao's favorite Japanese food and Ziyan's favorite barbecue. There's everything."
Fang Juexia smiled at him again. "Thank you."
Pei Tingsong's eyes were fixed on Fang Juexia. He didn't even see the chopsticks that Jiang Miao handed to him until Shang Sirui handed him a lunch box. "Xiao Pei? I ordered pizza for you. You should like it! "
"Ah, thank you, senior." He took the pizza with mixed feelings. He felt a little guilty for what he had done just now.
"You've all worked hard. You've practiced for so long for our concert." Shang Sirui distributed the food to everyone and ran to lock the door. "The other members were supposed to come over, but they were playing games happily and asked us to eat first. They've been busy with the concert recently. It's not easy for them to play a few games. "
Fang Juexia picked up a prawn dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. When he looked up, he saw that Pei Tingsong's mouth was stained with sauce from the pizza.
Every time he stared at Pei Tingsong, the latter would look at him immediately. Fang Juexia pointed at the corner of his mouth. Pei Tingsong didn't notice. "What's wrong with your mouth?"
He lowered his head helplessly and pulled a tissue. "There's sauce on your mouth."
"Aiya, help your brother wipe it." After locking the door, Shang Sirui returned to Fang Juexia's side and pulled Fang Juexia's hand to Pei Tingsong's mouth to wipe off the sauce.
"That's right. The members must love each other. Do you understand? " Shang Sirui pretended to be a big brother and took out a bottle of wine from under the bed. "This is a slightly Japanese bottle. Let's all have a sip."
He Ziyan laughed and said, "You're really a drunkard. I knew something was missing."
"Don't drink too much," Jiang Miao said. "We have a schedule tomorrow."
Lu Yuan said, "It's okay. Everyone has a good tolerance for alcohol. It's not a problem. Besides, Xiao Pei is already an adult. "
"I've been an adult for a long time." Pei Tingsong quickly corrected himself. "I just celebrated my birthday. I'm 20 years old now."
"20 years old. That's amazing." Shang Sirui began to clap after pouring the wine. "You're no longer a 1."
Fang Juexia couldn't help but laugh. He was distracted and naturally took the wine that Shang Sirui handed to him and drank it in one gulp.
He almost never drank. In the past, when he went out for dinner with everyone, there would often be underage trainees who would avoid drinking. Therefore, he didn't know how much alcohol he could hold. He choked on the wine and coughed.
Jiang Miao handed him a tissue. "Slow down. Did you choke? Eat something to suppress it."
Lu Yuan put an arm around his shoulder. "Juexia, you're not bad. You're really half a Shandong man."
Fang Juexia stuffed a custard bun into his mouth to suppress the spiciness of the wine. When he looked up, he saw Pei Tingsong trying to hold back his laughter. He finally knew why Pei Tingsong would joke with him every time. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't open his mouth, he would have said it too.
Fang Juexia chewed hard on the custard bun in his mouth and listened quietly to everyone's conversation. Shang Sirui had a good alcohol tolerance. He drank half a bottle and was fine.
Ling Yi thought of something. "Hey, Sansan, are you going to record a show? When will the second season of 'Survivor' be released? "
Shang Sirui waved his hand. "Don't mention it. I said I was going to record it before. Last season, there was a girl who got married a while ago. She's overseas on her honeymoon now, so we can't record it."
Jiang Miao nodded. "Ah, it's hard to do it without one person."
"There's more than one person," Shang Sirui said. "The production team has changed the format this time, so there might be more people. It's not easy to invite guests. You all know how difficult this show is. " He coughed and whispered, "Don't tell anyone. There was a very popular celebrity before. His team contacted the production team. Of course, the production team wouldn't reject him, but he made a request."
Pei Tingsong guessed what was going on. "He wanted to reduce the difficulty of the show."
"That's right." Shang Sirui nodded. "Also, he wanted to give him the script and the role of Killer. The scriptwriter didn't agree no matter what. He said that if this was the case, he wouldn't write the script anymore. The production team naturally wouldn't sacrifice their reputation for a guest, so this matter fell through. "
Fang Juexia was amused. He was forced to participate in an unsuitable reality show and became a wallflower. He was even threatened by the assistant director. However, this person did take the initiative to appear in an unsuitable show and even used his popularity as a bargaining chip.
Everyone was doing things that were unsuitable for them. This world was like a misaligned gear. When you forced yourself to move to a certain point, it would always go wrong.
"Which celebrity?" Lu Yuan had the standard expression of an onlooker. "Do we know each other?"
Shang Sirui was drunk and didn't have so many scruples. Plus, they were close. "We know each other. Not only do we know each other, but we also have some grudges. "Then, he looked at Fang Juexia.
Fang Juexia immediately reacted. He wasn't the only one. The other teammates also reacted.
Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia weren't that close before, but he could roughly guess the range by looking at the changes in everyone's expressions. The people who had grudges with Fang Juexia were most likely from ASTAR. They were probably the members of the group Seven Luminaries that he hadn't debuted at that time.
The most popular of Seven Luminaries … Pei Tingsong thought for a moment. Was it the official who often stood in the center position?
By the time he came back to his senses, the others had already changed the topic. Fang Juexia looked calm, as if he didn't care about the so-called "grudges" just now. They started to play a drinking game, but they avoided Fang Juexia's best move, which was to win every seven. As a result, Fang Juexia kept losing and kept drinking. In the end, he drank until he ran out of alcohol. His words also became less and less.
Pei Tingsong's eyes never left him. Looking at him drinking glass after glass, he seemed to be fine. His face wasn't red and he wasn't out of breath, but he felt that something was wrong.
Fang Juexia bit open a quicksand bun, then turned his head and suddenly smiled at Pei Tingsong.
It wasn't a normal smile, but a silly and sweet smile.
There was definitely something wrong.
Shang Sirui's phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and looked. "F * ck, f * ck, Brother Yang is coming to find me."
Brother Yang was his agent. Kaledo's few people immediately got up. "Then, then we'll go back first."
"F * ck, I'm most afraid of Brother Yang."
"Hurry up and take your clothes!"
"Hurry up and put these away."
"F * ck, why is he suddenly here?" Shang Sirui hurriedly cleaned up the food on the ground. They were about to help, but were stopped by Shang Sirui. "Hurry up and go back. If you're late, he'll scold you. I can handle it myself."
Just like that, the friendly and harmonious late-night gathering between the senior and junior brothers came to an abrupt end. Pei Tingsong watched Fang Juexia stand up properly by holding the edge of the bed.
But as soon as he walked, he gave himself away.
Everyone fled in a panic and didn't care about Fang Juexia, who was acting strangely. As a temporary roommate, Pei Tingsong had to shoulder this difficult task. He took Fang Juexia's arm and ran with him.
It wasn't easy to escape back to his room. The alarm was temporarily lifted. Pei Tingsong breathed a sigh of relief. He closed the door and inserted the room card. Before he could turn on the lights, he heard a thud.
"It hurts …"
He turned on the lights and saw Fang Juexia squatting at his feet with his head buried. He was facing the wall and groaning in pain.
Pei Tingsong wanted to pull him up, but this guy was like a little ostrich. Not only did he bury his head, but he also buried his arms under his knees. He was almost like a closed ball.
"Your alcohol tolerance is really bad. Don't you know whether you can drink or not? Just drink it when I pass it to you. " Pei Tingsong grumbled. He wanted to pull Fang Juexia's arm away, but Fang Juexia was drunk and had a lot of strength. No matter how hard Pei Tingsong tried, he could not pull Fang Juexia out.
It was too funny. Pei Tingsong felt like he was a silly rabbit in a nursery rhyme.
He met a stubborn and delicate white radish that he couldn't pull out no matter what.