The clear and ethereal female voice, accompanied by a sweet and refreshing melody, filled the summer night. Because it was a summer album, and it was not easy to get rid of the suppression of Black Emperor, Cao Qiyue made a rare and simple and warm little love song. In the starry night, on the narrow balcony, the song tirelessly flowed in the ambiguous space between the body.
In the phone, the young man in a white shirt had a smile that was even warmer and more sunny than in television dramas. The setting sun in the sports field, the lush green lawn, the quiet and classical library … Every corner, every breath was sprinkled with love.
Although it was obviously the image of Shen Yan, the teenager did not use makeup to "reduce the appearance" in this video, so he was so beautiful in the video that he was simply shining. What scene, what heroine, what singing voice, all disappeared, making people's eyes and hearts only filled with him.
Xie Yifeng's eyes were filled with warm infatuation, and the corners of his mouth were sweetly raised, but when the next picture came, he froze.
He poked the screen and asked in a cold voice, "What did you say to her? Why is she smiling like this?"
He was referring to the MV, when Zhou Yuhe's side face said something to the heroine's ear. The heroine, as if being hit by Cupid's arrow, revealed a very young girl's heart, a sweet smile that was enough to melt people.
Zhou Yuhe was a little flustered, and stammered, "No, nothing."
Xie Yifeng looked at him, took out the momentum of "I'm the biggest when I'm drunk", and said in a rogue tone, "I don't care, I want to hear it."
Xie Yifeng's face was also very red. When he said this sentence, there was a rare childishness and innocence in it, like a kindergarten child asking for candy, extremely unreasonable.
But such an expression, appearing on Xie Yifeng's deep-featured face, was very lethal. If his mother's fans saw it at this moment, not to mention saying a word, I'm afraid they would give their lives to him.
As "Xie Yifeng's number one fan," Zhou Yuhe couldn't refuse his request, but... but...
Zhou Yuhe's face turned red. A feeling of shyness and shame burned in him, making it difficult for him to speak. After holding it in for a long time, he reluctantly refused, "No, this is my secret."
How could he possibly say those words to him …
That day, the director wanted him to say something that would make a girl's heart flutter. Of course, it was no different from a confession of love. He didn't like girls, so when he said something romantic, it was as mushy as it could be. However, the subject was changed to Xie Yifeng …
Even if he was drunk, he couldn't speak.
The more you liked someone, the more you were scared. This logic was not wrong at all.
When Xie Yifeng saw that he was so shy that he was about to bury his head in his knees, he took a step back and said, "Then can I exchange my secret with you?"
When Zhou Yuhe heard this, he rolled his eyes inwardly. He thought to himself, I know all your secrets. When you were 20 years old, you attended a fashion week in Milan and fell in love with an American sweetheart at first sight. She even chased you back to China. You were so scared that you didn't dare to go out for a whole week.
However, he didn't give Xie Yingdi any face. "Okay, let's see if this secret is worth it."
Xie Yifeng's face turned red. He didn't dare to look at Zhou Yuhe, so he looked away and looked at the railing in front of him. He coughed softly and said, "Do you remember when we were on the show last time … I said that I had a crush on someone in high school?"
That.
Zhou Yuhe nodded, "I remember."
To be honest, even though he liked Xie Yifeng, he couldn't bring himself to care about his first love. First of all, it was a long time ago. To Zhou Yuhe, it was 25 or 26 years ago. No matter how bright the moonlight was, it would have turned into white rice. Besides, who didn't like someone when they were young? His first love was Cao Qiyue when he wasn't sure about his sexual orientation. With such a dark history, how could he care about someone else?
However, what Xie Yifeng said next was something he absolutely didn't expect.
"I started school late and was always acting. My family never had much hope for my grades. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky during the middle school exams. De Gao wanted to develop an art class, so I was specially recruited …"
Memories were like a book that was blown by the wind, flipping open page after page of his yellowed youth.
Because he was usually busy with filming, even though Xiao Yifeng would immediately read and do his homework when he was free, it was still difficult for him to keep up with the high school curriculum. His grades couldn't be said to be declining, it could only be said that he didn't make much progress. However, for other students who were making rapid progress, not making any progress was equivalent to regressing.
If this continued, getting into university would become a big problem. Under the pressure of Father and Mother Xie, Xie Yifeng turned down all his film offers in the first half of the college entrance exams to focus on his studies.
"… I remember that half a year was the most serious half a year of my life. Even after self-study at night, I would run to the library and only return to my dorm when it was closed. I met him at that time …"
The teenager sitting in the corner of the library was very young. He looked like he was in his second or third year of middle school.
He was at the age where he liked to play the most. However, he was different from his peers. He didn't like to play and didn't like electronic products. He was very quiet, holding books and homework as he sat at the long desk and seriously reading and doing exercises. It was as if he was bathed in a layer of literary holy light. Coupled with his very delicate face, it was impossible not to attract his attention.
That teenager was like him, a frequent visitor to the library. At that time, Xie Yifeng was very puzzled. He was still so young, why was he studying so hard?
Later, he heard that he came from a single-parent family. His mother was a university professor, so he had a lot of expectations for him. At the same time, he was also very strict.
He sympathized with the teenager.
Perhaps it was this sympathy that opened a new world for him. He was "forced" to hear a lot of information about the teenager.
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