It is better to fall in love than to tear down CP [entertainment circle]

Along the way, Luo Yunqu followed him, unbelievably obedient, if he wanted to sell the other party right now, maybe the other party would count the money for him.

Bu Qingyun didn't know why he was like this, and the other party didn't say anything, maybe, no matter how proud a person is, there will be times when his face is disgraced, and this pain can't be touched by others, including him.

When they returned home, it was already ten o'clock at night. In order not to disturb Bu Qiuchi's rest, the whole family turned off the TV early and went back to their bedrooms, so there was only one night light in the living room, dimly illuminating a corner of the corridor.

Bu Qingyun stooped, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, changed them for Luo Yunqu, and then the two of them groped towards the room like thieves.

Just before the door opened, Luo Yunqu's soul body suddenly reset, stretched out his arms to support the door, and whispered in his ear, "Bu Qingyun, for a person who admires you, are you sure you want to stay in the same room with him tonight?"

His scorching breath made Bu Qingyun's neck itch. Bu Qingyun immediately realized that he looked pitiful at that moment, and led him back without thinking much. Only then did he recall the feeling and immediately rolled his eyes , "That's right! How about you go to Ji Yao's room next door tonight?"

Luo Yunqu hurriedly put down his hands, zipped around his mouth, and then bowed in a gesture of invitation.

If Ji Yao knew that he was here tonight, he would definitely be able to drown him in a vinegar jar.What's more, he came here to find temperature, not to die.

Only then did Bu Qingyun open the door. After the two entered the room, he stretched out his head and looked around to make sure that no one at home had noticed, and then quietly closed the door.

This master bedroom was specially reserved for him by Bu Qiuchi. It faces south and has an independent bathroom. The room has a very male master style, simple furnishings, and a collection of various artworks, almost occupying an entire wall. The rooms are decorated in an orderly manner; they echo each other with the floor lamps next to the workbench and the star decoration lights on the curtains, making the bedroom extremely warm and dreamy.

The cold on Luo Yunqu's body was almost instantly expelled. He took off his down jacket and buried himself in the dark blue eiderdown quilt with a fall on his back, "Bu Qingyun, I didn't expect that your room is so romantic. Did you prepare it on purpose to welcome me?" of?"

This bed is big enough to accommodate two boys who are 1.8 meters high. Luo Yunqu turned over and said, "Well...it's quite comfortable. I decided to stay for a long time."

Bu Qingyun hooked the corners of her lips, and walked straight to the workbench, "If you are hungry, there are electric kettles and bucket noodles. As long as you don't come out of this room, you can do whatever you want?" I took out the song I made after watching "The Birth of Hope" and prepared to write the lyrics myself.

Luo Yunqu sat up curiously from the bed, combed his long hair, stretched his neck and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Writing lyrics," Bu Qingyun turned her head, her eyebrows and eyes frowned, "I named the anti-epidemic song last time "Tomorrow After Wake Up", how about you come too?"

If you can't comfort, you can only divert your attention, which may be the best way to make him happy.

Luo Yunqu got off the bed, sucked on his slippers, pulled a swivel chair over, picked up the score and sat down next to him, while reading it, he said, ""Tomorrow After Wake Up"? Anti-epidemic? But I can't write lyrics. "

"How do you know if you don't try?" Bu Qingyun said, putting both hands on the keys to play the tune, "Listen to the tune first, and find inspiration."

After Luo Yunqu listened to it, he seemed to return to the artistic conception of listening to this song for the first time. He remembered the panic and helplessness of people in the face of disasters and the rescue of the whole society in the documentary. He unconsciously picked up a Pen, try to write on the manuscript paper.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, after a while, a short piece of lyrics was born out of thin air. When he showed the lyrics to Bu Qingyun, Bu Qingyun was surprised and happy, and couldn't help reading out:

【The night is shrouded in the shadow of the sycamore tree】

[The transport plane roars across the roof]

[don't panic baby]

【Someone will always remember you】

"Well written," Bu Qingyun put down the manuscript paper, and excitedly sang the lyrics along with the music. The soft and soothing voice sounded, and it really had the energy to heal the pain.

Luo Yunqu didn't know why, something suddenly surged in his heart, pushed away the previous heaviness, and created a clear and bright, like a breeze blowing on the face, warm and moving.

Next, Bu Qingyun also wrote the following lyric based on the rhyme of the first stanza:

【The bustling Jianghan Road is empty and silent】

[The community is closed by the isolation board]

[don't worry baby]

【Angels will come to protect you】

Next comes the chorus:

【You are chasing your father's back, you wake up from your sleep】

【Tears wet the front of my clothes but I can't get back to the past】

[don't cry baby]

【Yesterday has gone far】

【I know you will suffer from insomnia, always want to go back to the past】

[But always learn to say goodbye to the past]

【The future is not far away】

【You have to believe, it will be tomorrow after you wake up】

【You have to belive】

【You have to believe, it will be tomorrow after you wake up】

After writing the entire lyrics, Bu Qingyun moved her fingers, and her clear voice sounded. The melody of this song is different from the previous two songs, soothing, affectionate and touching.But no matter what style of song, he will show it with deep emotion and emotion.

"It sounds good!" When he finished singing the whole song, Luo Yunqu immediately stood up and applauded, with mist hidden in his eyes, "It's touching! Bu Qingyun, let me tell you, you really moved me, so fucking...you control emotions You are such a master, you surprised me so much in terms of singing, I simply..." Luo Yunqu praised incoherently and without hesitation.

He likes Bu Qingyun, perhaps because he likes his musical talent. When that person sings, he will shine brightly and draw everyone's heart, including his.

He also hopes that his life will be like this song, and tomorrow will be when he wakes up.

Time flies by with the person you like, before you know it, it's already twelve o'clock, and it's a new year in a blink of an eye, Bu Qingyun has found his way, but what about his?Which one do you want to go?

While he was in a daze, Bu Qingyun took out a set of pajamas from the closet and threw it to him, "Go take a bath."

He took the clothes, and when he approached, a fresh scent of brandy wafted, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a bit charming, "Why don't we wash it together?"

"Get out!" Bu Qingyun threw a size-larger underwear at his face.

He took a look at the underwear, he seemed familiar with it, and couldn't help laughing teasingly, "Do you think you have liked me for a long time, why do you have so many of my underwear here?"

This pair of underwear was the one he lent to Bu Qingyun when he recorded "Scream Again and again" last time. Up to now, it has been returned to the original owner.

Bu Qingyun's face turned red and black, "Do you want it? Don't forget it."

Luo Yunqu originally wanted to tease him again, but it seemed that he was about to irritate people. Thinking about it, he sneaked in now. It shouldn't be too much, so as not to wake up other people's parents, so he could only calm down, "Yes! I Why not? Be good! Don't be angry, wait for me!" After finishing speaking, she winked at him before leaving.

Bu Qingyun almost threw the pillow over, thinking, what did he bring back?Is it too late to throw it out now?

Taking a shower is not very comfortable. Luo Yunqu stood under the shower, and washed it from head to toe with warm water. The running water relaxed his nerves and took away all his troubles.

In the future, if he didn't know which way to go, he would just sit back and do nothing. Who would be able to tell what would happen in the future, so he let go of his worries.

After taking a shower, he wrapped his long hair with a towel. He originally wanted Bu Qingyun to blow dry his hair. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, he saw Bu Qingyun holding a quilt on the bar sofa at the end of the bed.

Seeing him coming out, Bu Qingyun ignored his coquettish and A-like stance, "Tonight, you sleep here."

Luo Yunqu opened his mouth. Since kindergarten, he has never slept in a bed narrower than this. Although the bed stool is not that narrow, it is undoubtedly a farmer for him who is nearly 1.9 meters tall. Stepping on a three-inch golden lotus.

I can't sleep!

"No, Bu Qingyun, you're not joking!" Luo Yunqu got excited, and the towel slid off his head, revealing his sharp face, which was crying and a little crazy at the moment, "I said, How can we still discuss it? If you can sleep through the night, you must have a nightmare!"

Bu Qingyun paused for a moment with his hands on the quilt.

"I said, why don't we sleep on the bed together, anyway, your bed is so big, I promise not to touch you!" Luo Yunqu raised his hand and swore while talking.

Who knows, Bu Qingyun stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and said unhurriedly, "I'm afraid I'll touch you!"

"Ah!" Luo Yunqu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that he was brooding over that night at the hotel?So, he immediately showed a charming smile, "It's okay, I don't mind!"

"I mind!" Bu Qingyun said, and took another pillow from the bed, turned around and got into the quilt that was just made, "Forget it, I'm smaller than you, so I'll sleep on the bed stool."

Luo Yunqu saw that the person had already got into the bed, and the secret hope in his heart was shattered into dregs. He turned and went back to the bathroom to dry his long hair, and fell into the bed without interest.

Maybe it was the first time to sleep in someone else's house secretly, maybe it was Bu Qingyun's shallow breathing that teased his nerves, or maybe the moon was particularly bright tonight, Luo Yunqu just couldn't sleep, he tossed and turned on the bed, feeling empty .

Until an idea pops up in my mind.

This idea made him excited and terrified, but it made people fantasize about it, and it was imperative.He scratched like a cat's paw in his heart for a long time, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't need to bear it anymore.

He quietly got up from the bed, touched the bed stool by the moonlight, looked down and saw Bu Qingyun's peaceful sleeping face, couldn't bear it any longer, picked her up from the sleep bench, and put him gently on the bed, then, he Covering him with the quilt, gently pulling him into his arms, the long-lost sense of satisfaction instantly filled his void. It turns out that sleeping with someone you like can drive away all emptiness and coldness.

So warm, so down-to-earth.

Bu Qingyun became sober the moment he was picked up. He didn't struggle, but a trace of anticipation rose in his heart.From childhood to adulthood, whenever he was afraid at night, he could only hug the cold Ultraman, thinking that the monster would not catch him, but the next night, he fell into fear again. At that time, he really hoped There is someone who can hold him and be with him, so that there will be no more monsters in his dreams.

There was a warm chest on his back, broad and strong, just like the hero who saved him in a dream, leaning in his arms, extremely safe and secure, he simply turned over, wrapped his arms around the other's waist, and buried his head in the chest. His chest, and then fell into a deep sleep, a night without dreams.

"Xiao Yun," a voice suddenly murmured softly next to his ear, "Can I call you that?"

Bu Qingyun rubbed against his chest, feeling very comfortable, and agreed vaguely, "Okay!"

"You will call me Yunqu from now on, okay?" A breath of hot air blew into his ear, making him shrink back into the opponent's arms.

"Okay," he said, and he fell into a dreamland, "Yunqu!"

In the darkness, Luo Yunqu hugged the person in his arms, his pupils shining brightly.

It's tomorrow after waking up.