Rebirth of Rong Shao

"I don't believe you can call it out!"

Su Zhen smiled, and the depression in the corner of her lips dragged Rong Fei's gaze.

He left the seat, took out the cocktail glass, fingers and wrist bones formed such a fascinating curve, the liquid in the bottle poured out. There is no exaggerated shaking, but every movement is just right. Compared with Su Zhen, the handsome action of the hero in the movie is suddenly different. The beauty presented by Su Zhen is the calmness in his bones, and other people can't imitate it.

Su Zhen's eyes were always looking at Rong Fei, which made Rong Fei subconsciously want to move his eyes and couldn't bear to miss that person's posture.

Until a cup of golden-brown liquid was poured into the glass, there were constantly tiny bubbles struggling to rise from the bottom, like magma pouring from the bottom of my heart.

"Give it a try." Su Zhen pushed the wine glass in front of Rong Fei.

Rong Fei took a small sip, and strong force surged from the coldness, and instantly pinched his mind. The feeling of being conquered made Rong Fei take a long breath.

"How does it taste."

"It's so cool." Rong Fei showed a big smile.

Gradually, the sunset faded into the night, and the silver moonlight poured in.

Rong Fei had already drunk more than a dozen cups without knowing it. He held his head and half closed his eyes, lethargic. Su Zhen sat on the other side of the bar, gazing across his eyebrows. Just when Rong Fei's head fell and almost hit the desktop, Su Zhen's palm supported his forehead.

Rong Fei opened his eyes, put on his energy, straightened up and left the seat, "It seems...it's late...I'm going home..."

I don't know why, Rong Fei felt that speaking was so difficult, and his tongue seemed to be paralyzed.

Rong Fei shook just as he moved a step. Su Zhen walked out and supported him the moment he lost his balance.

Rong Fei leaned forward, hitting Su Zhen's chin with his forehead.

"Um...Um..." Rong Fei murmured, but couldn't find his direction.

Su Zhen's chin gently rubbed against Rong Fei's forehead, "You can sleep here without going home."

Suddenly, Rong Fei's shoulders trembled, and his eyebrows curled into helpless arcs, "I can't go home anymore, I can't go back anywhere..."

Su Zhen took a breath, took Rong Fei into his arms, and slowly moved his shoulders, "You are here. You are by my side."

"I'm dead...I'm already dead...Who am I now?" Rong Fei's voice trembled, alcohol broke his defenses, and his confusion poured out at this moment.

Su Zhen held his face, "You are Rong Fei, you are Rong Fei."

"I'm not Rong Shao...I'm Rong Fei...Do you know?" Rong Fei said as he started sobbing, a sense of hopelessness filled with despair.

"I know," Su Zhen turned his face slightly, wiped the wetness of Rong Fei's eyes with her fingers, leaned down and gently held Rong Fei's upper lip, and then released it, "You are Rong Fei, you are not Rong Shao. You will Live well, no matter who you use. Don’t let me lose sight of you... Don’t let me feel like you can’t be found anywhere... Don’t let me know that the person lying in that cemetery is you..."

"Well... it's beautiful to live... I don't want to die..." Rong Fei said vaguely but persistently.

"You will live, there will be a different and better life." Su Zhen coaxed him, led him to the bedroom, whispered softly, and occasionally squeezed his auricle, soothing it was more like expressing his desire to possess And the desire to protect.

Until Rong Fei's calf touched the edge of the bed, Su Zhen held Rong Fei's waist and slowly lowered him.

"Su Zhen...Su Zhen...I am Rong Fei..."

Su Zhen unbuttoned his collar while comforting him and said, "Yes, of course you are Rong Fei. You will always be Rong Fei."

"Hmm..." Rong Fei twisted his body with satisfaction, and Su Zhen took off Rong Fei's coat after hard work. Today Rong Fei wore a pair of loose slacks, and Su Zhen pulled it off easily.

At the moment when he unzipped the zipper, Su Zhen was stunned, and a pair of brightly colored boxer beach pants appeared in front of his eyes. They were made of pure cotton and cost three in the supermarket for twenty yuan.

Two seconds later, Su Zhen was buried in her knees and laughed.

Rong Fei's trousers were half taken off and he was obviously very uncomfortable. He kicked his calf and kicked his slacks down. The two slender and white legs were rubbing against each other, as if they were hooking something. In the trousers of the wide underpants, a hidden place could almost be seen.

Su Zhen gasped, don't overdo it.

Rong Fei's legs continued to be hooked, exchanged to rub Su Zhen's knees, and Su Zhen grabbed him.

Then Su Zhen understood what Rong Fei was going to do, he was hooking the quilt. Su Zhen laughed and pulled the quilt over Rong Fei's body.

Rong Fei finally fell asleep with a corner of the quilt contentedly.

The light was dim yellow, softening Rong Fei's originally self-willed facial features. The hair around his ears slowly fell, covering Rong Fei's eyes. Only when he breathed, the ends of the hair were slightly blown up.

Su Zhen lay down cautiously on his side, swept away Rong Fei's hair with her fingers, stretched her neck, her back stretched out a slender line, lips touched Rong Fei's eyes, and the tip of his nose finally landed on his lips.

The tip of the tongue tentatively opened his lips, and everything seemed to be out of control at that moment. Su Zhen turned over and covered Rong Fei's body. His fingers fixed Rong Fei's chin and cheeks, giving up everything to **** and kiss, from gently guiding and responding to aggressively plundering everything. Su Zhen’s hair end rubbed against Rong Fei’s cheek, his palm was along Rong Fei’s neck, his shoulders were down, and he kneaded his back and lower waist, and came to him impatiently, across Rong Fei’s body. Fei's ridiculous flowered pants kneaded his hips, uncontrollably sticking into the trousers.

Rong Fei's body arched, and because of lack of oxygen, he pushed hard against Su Zhen.

At that moment, Su Zhen drew away, resting her hands on Rong Fei's cheeks, panting as if she hadn't recovered from her loss of control. He + slowly lay sideways next to Rong Fei, and the moment Su Zhen's fingers dropped, they touched Rong Fei's cheek.

Rong Fei felt that he had been sinking until he reached the soft bottom of the river, and he never wanted to move again.

At noon, Rong Fei was awakened by the sunlight outside the window. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a severe headache. He pressed his temples hard, thinking about what happened before he was drunk.

correct! He went to Su Zhen's apartment, and they chatted together about his past when he was a stuntman, Rong Fei, and all his past preferences. They chatted very happily, but Rong Fei unconsciously drank a few more glasses... and then...

Rong Fei squinted his eyes and looked around this large room. Concise and intellectual, Su Zhen's style.

While he was beating his head, Su Zhen leaned on the door frame and laughed: "My advice to you is not to get drunk in front of others next time."

"Huh?" Rong Fei showed an expression of embarrassment. Su Zhenquan saw his drunk bear-like face yesterday. Did he say anything nonsense?

"You said you like me very much, and you said you want to marry me, so I don't know what to do." Su Zhen walked over and handed a cup of green tea to him.

"What—I said this!" Rong Fei's eyes widened, and it wasn't until Su Zhen chuckled that he realized that it was Su Zhen who lied to him, "You fool me!"

"Then do you want to guess what you said?" Su Zhen sat on the side of the bed, flicking his fingers on Rong Fei's forehead.

"what?"

"You said you want to act in an action movie, and you want me to introduce it to you."

"Really? I really want to act in an action movie!" Rong Fei was delighted.

"Do you know what I mean by action movies?" Su Zhen stretched her voice and knelt beside Rong Fei on one knee.

Suddenly, Rong Fei suddenly understood the meaning of Su Zhen's so-called "action movie", "Hey-you are playing me again!"

He never thought that Su Zhen would make such a joke.

"Haha!" Su Zhen smiled with her belly in her arms.

"Hey! What did I say? Tell me! Say it!" Rong Fei punched Su Zhen.

Su Zhen held his fist and smiled without answering.

"Say it!" Rong Fei slammed his shoulder.

Su Zhen still smiled and said nothing.

"Hey!" Rong Fei was about to explode.

Su Zhen stood up and turned around unhurriedly.

"Hey!"

"That's a secret! Hurry up and rinse your mouth, it smells like alcohol."

"Really?" Rong Fei covered his mouth and smelled it, sour, and quickly got up, while Su Zhen had already opened the bathroom door very gently for him, even the cup and toothpaste were squeezed.

Breakfast is available on the table, with toast, fried eggs, grilled sausage, and even cheese sauce.

At that moment, Rong Fei was a little bit sorrowful, maybe all of Su Zhen's gentleness was for Rong Shao, not for himself. If one day he knew that Rong Fei in front of him had been dropped, what expression would Su Zhen show to him?

Seeing his silence, Su Zhen understood his thoughts.

Su Zhen raised the milk cup and clinked it with Rong Fei, "Respect Rongfei. Whether it's past or present."

Rong Fei was taken aback for a moment, then raised his glass, "Respect Rong Fei."

"The past is over, cherish the present." Su Zhen's voice was meaningful, "cherish everything you have now."

"I understand." Rong Fei squeezed the cup tightly. He can't go back anymore. What he has is the present.

When he got home, he was greeted by Mrs. Rong who had waited all night. Although Rong Fei called back and told her that he was going to attend a friend’s funeral, Mrs. Rong’s reaction before leaving home made Mrs. Rong worried. Endless.

She put her arms around Rong Fei's shoulders and said repeatedly: "Just come back! Just come back!"

Rong Fei closed his eyes, feeling her embrace, at least there were still people here waiting for him to go home.

No matter what kind of life he is living now, he will never forget the past Rong Fei, the one who feels happy eating instant noodles and boiled eggs, the one who strives for perfection and does a substitute job.

As Su Zhen said, never forget who you are.

"Sight" recorded by Rong Fei was aired on the weekend, and it caused a lot of repercussions. On the night of the broadcast, Su Zhen also sent a text message asking Rong Fei to go online to check netizens' comments.