One-sixth of the dream.
Fang Juexia wasn't sure if Pei Tingsong was sincere, but when he heard those words, his heart did shake violently, and his fingertips went numb. Not long ago, they seemed to be in harmony, but now, Fang Juexia began to indulge in the sense of belonging that he had pulled into his camp.
When did he become like this?
So easily moved.
After listening to Pei Tingsong's merciless sarcasm, Liang Ruo, who was standing by the side, clenched his fists. He had heard about Pei Tingsong's style long ago. Even his agent said to avoid conflict with him, so Liang Ruo held back for the time being. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended that Pei Tingsong didn't exist.
"Juexia," he turned his head, and there was a hint of weakness in his eyes. "If you have time, we …"
"Sorry." Fang Juexia interrupted him expressionlessly. There was no room for negotiation. "I don't have time, and you don't either."
Liang Ruo couldn't believe it. He still couldn't accept that Fang Juexia would walk the path of strangers with him. Even if they had to walk different paths because of the past, those memories were all real.
"Actually, you really don't have to take it to heart." Fang Juexia's lips curved slightly. It was a smile full of grace but without emotion. "If it were anyone else, at that point in time, I would have stood up for them."
These words were simply the greatest mockery to Liang Ruo.
"I want to go back. I'm tired." Pei Tingsong put his arm around his shoulder and left. "Hey, you don't have to come so far to listen to me without headphones."
"It's too noisy in there."
"Can't you ask others if they have their headphones first? Real axes. "
"You've learned to use the word 'axes'."
Watching the two of them leave, Liang Ruo held onto the sink and took a deep breath. He faced the mirror and tried hard to control his expression.
The mirror seemed to have become the mirror in the practice room, and there seemed to be a cold person standing next to him.
But everything had changed.
The two of them left the bathroom and turned into another corridor. Fang Juexia tried to remove Pei Tingsong's arm.
"Hey, how can you throw it away after using it?" Pei Tingsong was very dissatisfied with his abandonment. "You really don't have a heart."
"My shoulders are sore …" Fang Juexia whispered and glanced at Pei Tingsong. "How long have you been eavesdropping outside?"
This glance made Pei Tingsong feel a different emotion. He was no longer the cold and indifferent Fang Juexia. Pei Tingsong let out a long sigh. "Starting from Liang Ruo's first sentence? Anyway, I followed him in. "As he spoke, he thought of Fang Juexia's behavior just now." Why didn't you reject him directly? Don't tell me you're really going to leave me some leeway? "
Fang Juexia lowered his head and smiled. "Do you think that if I didn't reject him and kept listening to him, I would look a little indecisive?"
Not really. Pei Tingsong knew his personality. He looked calm but was actually very strong.
He shrugged. "I just think it's strange."
"I know Liang Ruo's personality better than you do. He's a person with too much self-awareness. " Fang Juexia said casually. "If I rejected him decisively and interrupted him, it would only make him feel that I still care about the past. He would feel very satisfied."
Pei Tingsong frowned. "What kind of logic is that?"
Did he want Fang Juexia to hate him for him to feel comfortable?
Fang Juexia continued, "In fact, I didn't say anything because I didn't feel anything for him. It was like he was a stranger." He looked at Pei Tingsong and said in a very simple tone, "Would you reject a stranger?"
Pei Tingsong sometimes felt that the person in front of him was terrifyingly accurate. He would categorize everyone into the categories that they should belong to. Fang Juexia had no gray areas in his heart. If there was no meaning to him emotionally, he would automatically categorize them as strangers.
It was as if even disgust was a waste of energy.
"But," Pei Tingsong was still surprised. "He said those disgusting things. Don't you feel that you can't bear it?"
Fang Juexia shook his head. "How can I bear it when I don't care at all?"
People who didn't care did not have to care about anything. Fang Juexia was such a strange person. He had a completely different logic from ordinary people. He could strip away his emotions. As long as he wanted to, he could walk out of the past as quickly as possible.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener understood.
Pei Tingsong actually caught something from his words.
He quickly caught up with Fang Juexia, walked in front of him, and turned to block his way.
Fang Juexia looked up at him, confused. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Pei Tingsong smiled at him with his hands in his pockets.
"Crazy." Fang Juexia was about to go around him, but Pei Tingsong moved to the right and blocked his way. He almost bumped into his shoulder.
"Pei Tingsong," Fang Juexia's tone changed. He stared straight at him. "What are you trying to do?"
Seeing the impatience on his brother's face, Pei Tingsong was not angry at all. Instead, he was a little proud. Like a child, he obediently gave way before the other party was completely cornered. "Nothing."
Fang Juexia was baffled. He shook his head and walked in front of him alone. Pei Tingsong followed behind him step by step. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled contentedly.
Tolerance seemed to have become a unit of measurement for the depth of one's emotions.
How interesting.
When they returned to the venue and sat down, Ling Yi could not help but complain, "You two even came back holding hands when you went to the bathroom."
Fang Juexia looked at his hand. "Did we hold hands?"
Lu Yuan ignored this fact and continued Ling Yi's words. "You don't say. Do you remember when we were in high school? The girls in our class would rather not go to the bathroom together. That was a good relationship."
He Ziyan laughed. "Yuan, I'll accompany you to the bathroom later."
Everyone chatted and laughed. Fang Juexia soon forgot what had happened. His memory was pulled back to the time before he left his seat. He found the purpose of his actions.
Yes, he just wanted to listen to the recording.
Fang Juexia took out the earphones that Pei Tingsong gave him and connected them to his phone. However, he only had one earphone in his hand. Fang Juexia touched Pei Tingsong's arm and asked him in a low voice for the other earphone. However, there were more and more people in the venue and their voices were drowned out. The people at Seven Luminaries' table stood up together as if they were preparing to go on stage.
"What did you say?"
Fang Juexia was about to move closer when Pei Tingsong also moved closer. The distance between the two was suddenly shortened and they almost bumped into each other. Fang Juexia instinctively stepped back, blinked a few times, and then turned his head.
The others did not notice this small interlude. Their attention was attracted by the stage that was about to open.
Pei Tingsong leaned over again and whispered in his ear, "What did you just say?"
"I …" Fang Juexia paused and calmed down. "I want to ask you for another earphone."
"Oh," Pei Tingsong nodded, "I'll only borrow one." Seeing Fang Juexia turn his head and glare at him, Pei Tingsong laughed, "You'll only borrow one even if you glare at me."
This guy is really … Fang Juexia tried hard to control his emotions.
He really couldn't do anything about Pei Tingsong.
"Open it and listen." Pei Tingsong rested his chin on his hand, "Are you afraid that I'll listen to it? The original file is on my phone. I can listen to it as many times as I want."
Fang Juexia couldn't listen anymore. He steeled his heart and opened the recording. He put his arm on the table and rested his forehead on his arm. He leaned over and listened to the evidence that Pei Tingsong had kept.
He didn't want to think about anything now. He just wanted to figure out what happened last night.
Pei Tingsong followed suit. He leaned over the table and stared down at the recording progress bar. The noisy hall was separated by a pair of earphones. They were like two high school students who secretly listened to music during their lunch break. They were sharing the same audio, but hiding different thoughts.
Fang Juexia covered his other ear with his hand and turned up the volume of the recording to the maximum. Suddenly, he heard Pei Tingsong's voice.
[You were the one who insisted on sleeping with me.]
His heart was lifted in an instant.
[Yes!]
[Then can I hug you?]
Hearing his own voice in such a tone, and using it to respond to Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia really wanted to die. After listening for a few seconds, he had already given up and wanted to take off his earphones. However, Pei Tingsong was one step faster and stopped him.
"There's more."
[Up, up to you.]
The Pei Tingsong in the recording didn't sound as arrogant as usual, but it was indeed him.
How could this be, how could this be …
When Fang Juexia heard his own voice, he couldn't help but pinch his thigh.
[I can't see you anymore.]
It was too interesting. Pei Tingsong had never encountered such an interesting thing in his life. He had a hard time holding back his laughter. He raised his head and supported his elbow. His own prophecy was still in his earphones.
[Fang Juexia, if you continue to act like a spoiled child, you'll regret it when you wake up tomorrow.]
[Is this okay?]
After turning over, the sound of the quilt rubbing against each other was very real. The hall was so noisy that even talking was so difficult. However, their hearing seemed to be infinitely magnified. The hugs, the pats on the back, the sweet replies, the messy singing, all the details reappeared in the voice, pulling the unwilling Fang Juexia back to that drunken night.
He even mistook Pei Tingsong for Xiao Abacus.
At this moment, Fang Juexia seriously considered the feasibility and probability of success of biting his tongue to commit suicide.
Jiang Miao accidentally found Fang Juexia lying on the table pinching his thigh. She said worriedly, "Are you okay? What's wrong with Juexia? Are you not feeling well?"
Pei Tingsong held back his laughter and explained for him, "It's okay. He's fine."
After saying that, he patted Fang Juexia's back again and again. "Right, Juexia Ge?"
Seeing Fang Juexia's red ears and neck, Pei Tingsong felt an extreme sense of satisfaction.
The progress bar moved to the end and ended with Fang Juexia's last sentence, [Sleep, Xiao Abacus.]
Fang Juexia felt that his self-esteem had never been destroyed to this extent. He took off his earphones and slapped them on Pei Tingsong's thigh. Then, he sat up and took a deep breath.
He had to pull himself together. This wasn't him. This was him after drinking.
Pei Tingsong gasped in pain, but he still smiled and put away the earphones that his brother returned to him. He leaned over and asked him proudly, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Fang Juexia's face was burning. His whole body was hot.
"You're too thin-skinned." Pei Tingsong stared at his red earlobes and was a little lost in thought. He couldn't help but think of Cherry during the magazine shoot.
It broke with a pinch.
The host appeared on the stage and everyone began to applaud. The first program was Seven Luminaries, but Fang Juexia was not in the mood to watch. He even forgot that there would be fans filming reactions at this time. His mind was full of what happened last night.
"You … Did you record anything else?"
Pei Tingsong spread his hands. "Just this one."
This was at least good news. Fang Juexia asked with a red face, "What happened after that? Did I fall asleep?"
After that.
Pei Tingsong's memory was instantly pulled back to the eve of the tsunami, to the soft surprise attack.
That was too dangerous for him. It was so dangerous that when he thought about it now, those butterflies were still desperately struggling.
"Yes," he answered stiffly. "You fell asleep. You slept very soundly. You know what happened after that."
Hearing what he said, Fang Juexia breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was embarrassing, it was not a big deal if they just hugged each other to sleep. They were all men and could not do anything out of line.
However, the burning on his face did not stop. Instead, it spread like a prairie fire. Fang Juexia poured himself glass after glass of water in an attempt to calm down the heat. However, it seemed to have little effect. He could not even concentrate on watching the performance now.
The other members were watching the opening of Seven Luminaries. Lu Yuan seemed to be swaying to the rhythm, but she whispered, "Isn't the accompaniment a little too soft?"
Ling One nodded. "My voice was broken just now …"
"The acoustics of this kind of unprofessional banquet are not very good." Jiang Miao was preparing for a rainy day. "It might be the same if we go up. Everyone should be prepared in advance."
They were all discussing the stage, but Pei Tingsong could not hear a single word. The butterflies in his heart seemed to be enjoying this last burst of energy and did not want to stop. He needed to get out of that unexpected kiss. He needed to divert his attention. Pei Tingsong subconsciously clenched his fists. He felt something.
"One more thing." He stretched out his right hand under the table in front of Fang Juexia. "Do you know why I'm wearing gloves today?"
Fang Juexia did not know, of course. When he was styling, he was wondering why the stylist only gave Pei Tingsong leather gloves, and only one hand. He thought it was a new trend.
He lowered his head and glanced at the gloves, then shook his head at Pei Tingsong.
Pei Tingsong looked at him with an 'I knew it' expression. He gave him a look and said in a commanding tone, "Take it off."
Although Fang Juexia felt strange, his hand involuntarily grabbed Pei Tingsong's fingertips and pulled off the white leather glove.
Under the dim lights of the venue, he held Pei Tingsong's hand and lowered his head to get a closer look. There was a clear bite mark on Pei Tingsong's right hand. It was green and purple, and the skin had begun to scab.
"You did it." Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows.
"Me?" Fang Juexia could not believe it. He had never been in a fight before, let alone bite someone.
However, after listening to the recording just now, he dared to believe everything.
Pei Tingsong made an innocent expression. "Who else could it be? I regret not recording it now. You should really see yourself drunk. "
Could it really be him? Fang Juexia stared at the teeth marks, guilt welling up in his heart. He really did not expect his alcohol tolerance to be so bad.
"Does it hurt?" Fang Juexia looked up at Pei Tingsong.
For some reason, Pei Tingsong could not help but think of that night when he met Fang Juexia's eyes. He thought of the warmth of Fang Juexia's skin and the fragrance of his shampoo.
"Nonsense." Pei Tingsong turned his head and pretended to look at the stage.
"Sorry." Fang Juexia apologized to him. "There's nothing here to bandage it."
Pei Tingsong secretly glanced at him. "No, I'm not that delicate." Then he added, "Help me put on the gloves."
Fang Juexia nodded. He placed his hand on his knee and gently helped him put on the leather gloves. After putting them on, he pinched the tips of his fingers to make sure they were not empty.
"It's done." Fang Juexia was very satisfied with the result. He looked up with a smile in his eyes.
Pei Tingsong retracted his hand and coughed uncomfortably. "Then, then help me bandage it when we go back."
Fang Juexia thought he had misheard. His eyes widened. "Huh?"
"Huh? What if it gets infected?" Pei Tingsong was very uncomfortable. "Help me bandage it when we go back. You have to take responsibility for the bite."
Fang Juexia's eyes were still looking at him. They were bright and made Pei Tingsong's heart flutter. He had to hold Fang Juexia's shoulder and turned him to face the stage.
"Watch the performance. Why are you staring at me?"
Seven Luminaries' performance came to an end amidst the enthusiastic support of the fans. The other acts went up in order, and it wasn't long before it was Kaledo's turn. Six big boys hurried backstage under the guidance of the staff. When they turned a corner, a lady accidentally bumped into Fang Juexia.
"Sorry."
Fang Juexia politely held her. "Be careful."
The woman looked to be in her thirties. She was dressed very tastefully and kept apologizing to them. She even took the initiative to give up her seat for them.
He only felt that she looked familiar, but time was of the essence, so Fang Juexia did not care. They went on stage according to the instructions. The sound system was the same as before, and the accompaniment was very soft. However, they had seen all kinds of bad sound systems during commercial performances before, so this was nothing.
The six of them held microphones. One was a fast song, and the other was a slow song. They held the audience with their own abilities. During the performance, they also exchanged parts. Ling Yi and Fang Juexia exchanged parts. Fang Juexia easily hit three high notes. He Ziyan and Pei Tingsong exchanged rap parts. Lu Yuan and Jiang Miao exchanged dance moves.
Enjoying performance was an idol's instinct. When no one knew, Kaledo treated every stage seriously. Even if the people below the stage did not know or care about them, they still tried their best to show their enthusiasm.
They liked to call out the names of their teammates on stage and give their parts to each other without any worry.
This kind of ease was not just a simple talent. It was the tacit understanding and ability accumulated from the countless silent nights the six boys spent together in the small practice room. Sweating, getting injured, falling, standing up, repeatedly singing two or three lines of lyrics, fantasizing about fans and a stage that did not exist yet. They endured these boring and tiring days together, then held each other's hands and explored the unknown road ahead.
So at this moment, Fang Juexia looked at his teammates on stage and thought of Pei Tingsong's words.
[In the dream that he finally realized, one sixth of it was to write my name.]
He liked this sixth.
"Thank you, everyone."
He liked the satisfaction of holding hands with them and bowing together.
In the dark room, it turned out that he was not the only one feeling around. What he felt was not a corner of the cold furniture, but a hand.
The other five people warmed up their hands.
The audience almost forgot that this was a performance at a charity dinner. They thought they were listening to a concert. It was not until Kaleido finished his performance that everyone began to clap. The host went on stage to chat with them. At this time, they found out that the company had donated 300,000 yuan in Kaleido's name. Seeing the flash of surprise on Jiang Miao's face, Fang Juexia knew that Chang Ge did not tell them.
But what surprised them even more was that Domino donated 200,000 yuan in just three days after knowing that they would be participating in this dinner. This was the first time they had participated in such an event after becoming famous. Fans kept reposting Weibo and calling for donations, wanting to use their own strength to give the six boys some confidence.
"Then, let's invite one of the people in charge of this charity fund, Ms. Jiang Yin, to come on stage. She will find a way for Kaleido to commemorate the Golden Hoop and thank Kaleido for his contribution to the majority of autistic children."
A woman in an evening gown came from backstage and picked up the Golden Hoop from the red velvet cushion. She walked over and handed it to Captain Jiang Miao with both hands.
Fang Juexia looked at her and realized that she was the woman who had accidentally bumped into him.
Jiang Yin …
After their segment ended, Kaleido stepped off the stage under the instructions of the staff. When Fang Juexia left the backstage passage, he heard the host's voice on stage. He seemed to be talking to the woman named Jiang Yin and seemed to be talking about escaping.
Cheng Qiang hugged them one by one backstage. "You guys are awesome. Your performance was especially good. You are indeed my little boys. Let's go down and eat. We can finally watch the performance without worry. "
"Chang Ge." Fang Juexia asked, "Who is the Miss Jiang who is giving us the award?"
"Ah, she is very good." Cheng Qiang said, "Do you remember Zhou Ziheng who won the Best Actor award in Berlin some time ago? Oh, he is Xiao Pei's schoolmate. Jiang Yin is his manager."
"Not only that." They left backstage and prepared to enter the audience through the aisle outside the venue. "She is also the producer who escaped. Why, did she talk to you in private? "
Fang Juexia shook his head. "No, she didn't."
"Oh, I thought she would ask you to go on the show." Cheng Qiang laughed. "Let's not make empty promises." He rushed the six of them back to their seats like ducks. He felt very gratified when he saw Pei Tingsong supporting Fang Juexia all the way.
The business plan this time not only increased their popularity, but it also seemed to have brought the little wolf pups to the right path.
The program continued one by one. Kaleido and the others watched with relish. He Ziyan could see the fans from his seat. They even interacted with Sister Zhan for a while. Since they did not have to go on stage again, they were all very calm. Seven Luminaries was the most popular group in the venue. Their every move caused screams. The organizers also specially put their award segment to the end.
Seven Luminaries donated 500,000 yuan and the fans donated another 500,000 yuan in their name. The host ended the interview segment and invited the chief editor of the magazine to give them a commemorative golden ring after the donation.
"Then, does Seven Luminaries have anything to say?" The host handed the microphone over. Liang Ruo, who was standing in the center of the group, took the microphone and looked at the guests below.
"First of all, we are very grateful to the organizers for giving us the opportunity to participate in this ceremony. The charity theme this time is to help autistic children and improve their living and growing environment. I think it's very meaningful. In fact, when I was a teenager, I didn't like to talk much. Socializing was also a big obstacle for me, but I was very lucky to be helped by a good friend at that time … "At this point, Liang Ruo looked at Fang Juexia's seat.
Here we go again.
Pei Tingsong tried his best to control his expression, which he had never done before. He held back a mocking expression that was about to burst out. However, he reached out with both hands, grabbed Fang Juexia's shoulders, and turned him to face himself.
Fang Juexia was puzzled. Pei Tingsong picked up a cotton candy from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
"If you don't eat it, Ling Yi will steal it and eat it all."
Ling Yi was secretly chewing her food when she was suddenly cued. Her shoulders trembled in shock.
Fang Yuexia's eyes were filled with bewilderment after being stuffed with candy for no apparent reason. Pei Tingsong also ate a piece of cotton candy. Then, he placed his right hand in front of Fang Juexia.
Fang Juexia looked up at him. He didn't say anything. He just looked at him.
"My hand hurts," Pei Tingsong mouthed to him.
Fang Juexia's cheeks puffed up. He nodded at him, indicating that he understood.
Then, he reached out his index finger and expressionlessly poked Pei Tingsong's hand. Pei Tingsong, who didn't expect this, bounced up like a grasshopper. He stared at Fang Juexia in disbelief.
After eating the cotton candy, Fang Juexia also mouthed, "Oh, I thought you said it doesn't hurt anymore."
Then, he pointed to his ear.
"Bad hearing."