Dust's Perjury

Dazzling glow sticks fluttered under the brightly lit stage.

Listening to the music in his ears, Wu Chen looked at those strange and fanatical fans, and finally grew a desire to confide in his young heart, because the floating love in it gradually became a blurred outline, tempting him to keep going. forward.

Although Lin Sha is not here, maybe he will never hear it.

But he still wanted to sing it to him.

Backstage at the awards ceremony was chaotic.

Whether it's entertainment or interviews, celebrities occupy almost every free space.

Fortunately, with Wu Chen's popularity and status as a Musie, he still has his own exclusive lounge.

Ning Xu hurriedly dealt with the trivial matters with the organizer, and brought the takeaway into the house: "Brother Chen, are you going back to the hotel to rest? I have to take the bus to Shanghai again in the morning."

"Yeah." Wu Chen was so hungry that he immediately lowered his head and started eating.

Even the multigrain rice topped with a few slices of chicken is delicious after a tiring day.

Although Ning Xu is inexperienced, fortunately he has a serious personality, so he took the opportunity to open his notebook and report to the side: "Sister Su Qiu's selected songs for your album are all out, these are candidates, why don't I put them on your iPod for listening tomorrow?"

"Okay, leave me an original song." Wu Chen ordered: "Also, make an appointment with Mr. Lin for a song."

Ning Xu was in a dilemma: "This... has to be arranged by the company, right?"

"You are my manager, you have to always look to me, understand?" Wu Chen strangled his neck: "Or do you want to find a new job?"

Ning Xu wailed: "Hey, I was wrong! I'll call Sister Su Qiu right now!"

Wu Chen nodded in satisfaction.

He didn't open WeChat until the kid ran out of the room with all his hands and feet.

There were a lot of miscellaneous news, but the window where Lin Sha was put on the top was very peaceful.

Then check on Qiannv, his account is also offline.

maybe writing a song...

Wu Chen, who was always hot, snorted depressingly, only hoping that the other party would show some enthusiasm.

Even if I am a few years younger, my social experience is not very rich.

But it's not like, so attractive, right?

It's always wrong, and I don't understand what's wrong.

Lin Sha, who was sitting in front of the keyboard, didn't know which pages to tear off.

He is good at expressing emotions with music. Since Wu Chen reappeared in his life, he always wanted to complete the song "Sand Dust" that he had been thinking about, but the song was never moving enough, and the lyrics were also gorgeous and empty.

For the first time, the feeling of an insurmountable bottleneck appeared in Lin Sha's heart.

It turns out that it is so difficult to face the truth, even if you have to face yourself.

He closed the notebook and let out a long sigh towards the ceiling.

Lin Sha finally chose to give up temporarily, and habitually logged into the game account, preparing to manage the growing gang.

Unexpectedly, Wu Chen, who was supposed to be very busy, was online again, and even killed a few hostile players who broke into the gang's territory.

Lin Sha thought for a while, and it was rare to chat with him privately.

【Konoha Pavilion】: What do you do, why do you play games every day.

[Xiao Mumu]: College student~

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: ... Isn't studies very important?Don't waste your time on pointless things.

[Xiao Mumu]: Master, aren't you also like this, why are you talking about me?

Lin Sha was at a loss for words, he wanted to say that my life is pale and needs comfort, how can you do the same?

Unexpectedly, Wu Chen explained again.

[Xiao Mumu]: In fact, playing games does not need to be demonized. Many games are works of art, just like reading books and watching movies. If you can get happiness and thinking from games, it cannot be said to be cheap.

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: Makes sense:)

[Xiao Mumu]: Master, where is the weapon you promised to give me?My birthday is coming soon.

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: I haven't received the right one yet, so I'll buy it for you if I have one.

[Xiao Mumu]: Always so generous, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you? ==

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: Why are you afraid?I make my own decision, and I do it willingly.

Wu Chen finally didn't say anything more, and turned to talking about strengthening equipment.

Lin Sha typed patiently to answer, and smiled unconsciously at the screen: Should I really make him the cake that was misunderstood last time?

Wouldn't it make Wu Chen more impulsive to show his favor too actively?

Homosexuality is not uncommon, but it can still become a career weakness in this era.

What's more, he didn't even realize how much trouble the disabled would bring to those around him.

Wu Chen's smiling face appeared in Lin Sha's mind, warm like a little sun, but the rationality that floated along with it was cold, which really made him feel that it had nothing to do with bravery.

The idol's birthday has already become a symbol of comparison and proof for fans.

Wu Chen, as a member of the popular little fresh meat, of course the supporters behind him are not to be outdone.

As the date approaches, including subways, surface building advertisements, holographic projections, giant screens in squares... Amazing moves have been reported in the news time and time again, even though there are many company promotional actions, most of them are the initiative of fan organizations.

What kind of blindness at any cost is this?

Lin Sha shook his head.

On the day Wu Chen turned 22, although he was in Beijing, he was going to attend a support meeting organized by Musie.

Until nine o'clock in the evening, I was so busy that there was no news.

Sitting blankly in the kitchen, Lin Sha looked at the beautiful naked cake on the counter, laughing secretly at her own contradiction: she always tried to keep Wu Chen out of the door with restraint, but couldn't help caring about his emotions.

Are all people like this?

It seems that if you don't be stupid a few times, you won't be considered an ordinary person.

The loneliness before becoming famous and the pressure after becoming famous are not easy things to bear.

In the whole month of early spring, Wu Chen couldn't count how many times he had rushed to the announcement, and even in the end, even the birthday celebration became a task to please the fans.

After performing the show, playing interactive games, and signing many autographs, he was free, and immediately rushed into the hotel room and complained: "I have my car keys, and the time is about to pass, I'm going to find Mr. Lin .”

Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Sha and his wheelchair in the middle of the room.

Ning Xu smiled: "Ms. Lin just delivered the cake. I said you were performing, so let him wait here for a while."

"Is it for me?" Wu Chen immediately rushed up in surprise, and then waved at Ning Xu: "It's none of your business, go and rest."

Ning Xu had long felt that their relationship was strange, so he ran away immediately.

Wu Chen closed the hotel door carefully, and turned around with a flattered expression: "Why are you coming out when it's so cold? Didn't I say I'm going there?"

Lin Sha still wasn't used to him talking too intimately, picked up the cake box and said, "It's your birthday, happy birthday."

"I didn't expect to make it for me." Wu Chen approached and squatted in front of the wheelchair, opened the box on his lap, looked up and asked, "Then teacher, can you accompany me to blow out candles and make a wish?"

"Didn't Ning Xu say that there will be a ten-layer cake for the support? There is no need to repeat so many times for the sense of ceremony." Lin Sha smiled: "It's just my care."

"That doesn't matter. Making wishes with fans is a lie. I don't want to pray on my birthday that I will never let them down." Wu Chen held Lin Sha's hand and said, "Today I will be selfish."

Lin Sha asked: "Then don't be afraid, did God take all the fans away?"

Wu Chen thought for a while, then shook his head again: "At least now, what can wake me up from my dream is the disappearance of the teacher."

Lin Sha stared quietly.

Wu Chen put the cake on the carpet, then pulled his scarf close to his face, and said in a lower voice than usual: "But you can't go anywhere, you can only stay here with me, Lin Sha."

It was the first time he called his name seriously.

Lin Sha heard it suddenly, and blushed defenselessly.