Chapter 441: Stunning Lead Vocalist & Cool Guy Rapper 26

Although he didn't speak, anyone could tell from his appearance what the answer was.

Yu Jinzhou patted his shoulder, "Actually I think even if you say that, Shengsheng wouldn't agree to hype a CP, but he's just a bit angry."

"You indeed still need time to resolve your concerns, but no matter what, Wen Ge, you can't stimulate him like that."

"I know......"

Wen Yu sighed, his expression downcast.

He really was a bit careless with his words back then.

"I think Shengsheng probably hasn't gone far right now," Song Xing suddenly said, "Given his personality, he's likely hiding in some corner, feeling sad, then pretending nothing's wrong and heading home."

Wen Yu felt a pang in his heart upon hearing that, and the scene vividly came to mind.

He picked up the phone nearby, glanced at a few teammates, and, encouraged by their approving looks, chased after him.

The three of them stood side by side, watching him leave.

Yu Jinzhou stroked his chin, "You guys definitely, will those two finally talk things out today?"

"I find it mystical," Jin Chen sighed, "When Wen Ge gets fierce, he even tortures himself."

Song Xing nodded, just about to turn his head to speak to Yu Jinzhou, when he saw the two of them already putting their arms around each other's shoulders.

In that instant, a flash of insight explained all his previous odd behavior.

"You two won't also......!!"

That roar was huge; Yu Jinzhou jumped, instinctively shrinking into Jin Chen's embrace.

Jin Chen naturally wrapped his arms around the person.

This action further confirmed Song Xing's speculation.

He covered his chest, glanced at the empty doorway, then looked toward the two people he wanted to hug.

"You……they!"

Song Xing let out a lament, his orchid finger already raised, softly pressing against his forehead in the pose of a delicate willow bending in the wind.

"The story of five people, why am I the only one without a name......"

Jin Chen patted his shoulder solemnly, "Unequal resource distribution in the organization, Comrade Song, you've worked hard."

Yu Jinzhou burst out laughing with a puff.

"Yaoer! You've changed!" Song Xing shouted, "I don't care! Since you two are already together, you have to treat me to dinner tonight! I want the most expensive hot pot!"

The three of them left the studio messing around, tacitly avoiding disturbing the two people who needed time and space.

Below the studio.

Wen Yu looked around, but didn't see Ren Pingsheng's figure.

Gazing at the bustling street not far away, he dazed for a long time, the courage that had just sparked in his heart began to fade again.

The two were the earliest trainees at the company; back when Song Xing Entertainment had little fame, they supported each other, witnessed many juniors joining, saw Song Xing Entertainment improve, and together endured the days of being shelved without a stage.

When they sensed their friendship turning sour, the panic in their hearts outweighed the joy.

When facing work, he could forge ahead fearlessly, trying constantly even with a sliver of hope, but when it came to feelings, he hesitated and looked both ways.

Knowing this wasn't good, he simply avoided letting feelings develop, not realizing it would hurt Ren Pingsheng even more.

Just as Wen Yu was dazed, he heard footsteps approaching slowly from behind.

"Are you looking for me, Wen Yu?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't call him "brother" this time.

He hadn't heard his full name used in many years.

Wen Yu tried to keep his smile under control as he turned to face him.

Now deep autumn, Ren Pingsheng had put on a trench coat when he went downstairs, but Wen Yu, in his hurry to catch up, wore only a training short-sleeve, making his already slender frame look even more frail.

Ren Pingsheng looked at him, silently took off his coat, and without a word draped it over Wen Yu.

The cool gray trench coat's lining was warm, and Wen Yu could still smell the cologne Ren Pingsheng usually used.

His nervous mood suddenly relaxed considerably, and his body was no longer tense.

Ren Pingsheng seemed to notice his change, his brows relaxing somewhat as he took his hand and walked forward.

In front of the studio stood a long sycamore-lined path; the roadside was clean and tidy, with only today's rain‑dampness and sycamore leaves.

"This year marks our eighth year knowing each other; I've liked you for the third year."

Ren Pingsheng gazed at the fallen leaves by the roadside, his voice warm and smooth.

"When they announced our debut together, it was the best news I'd ever heard; later being shelved, I still didn't find it hard to endure as long as I could stay by your side."

"But now everything's looking up, Valuri has regained its popularity, yet I feel your distance."

Listening to his voice, Wen Yu's eyes grew a bit moist, and he lowered his gaze without speaking.

After a long while, he stopped, turned to face Ren Pingsheng, and looked at him very seriously.

From age 16 to 24, they accompanied each other through their entire youth, witnessing each other's growth.

"I know, Shengsheng."

They were about the same height; Wen Yu cupped his cheeks with both hands, "I can sense what you're saying; I'm just……afraid."

Ren Pingsheng placed his hand over Wen Yu's, his gaze tolerant and gentle.

"You have an avoidant attachment in love; I know that, so I've kept myself in the friend role, but recent events……have also scared me."

"Teacher Chen knows about Chen'er and Jinzhou's relationship, so today he specially asked me if I have someone I like; if I do, he won't arrange for me to hype a CP."

"I almost blurted out your name back then."

Ren Pingsheng's other hand gently touched Wen Yu's brows and eyes, his tone unusually fragile.

"But I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if you find out, and even more afraid that if I don't say it now, I'll never get another chance to speak."

Having known each other so long, Wen Yu's impression of him had always been brave and strong; he rarely saw him like this, but precisely because of that, Wen Yu now felt a sharp ache in his heart.

A Yu, don't worry so much, give me a chance, okay?

Ren Ping lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on him.

This address made Wen Yu's heart flutter, and old memories surfaced.

His eyes reddened, and a warm current seemed to surge at the spot of his heart, all his inner worries and apprehensions vanishing without a trace.

Okay.

Wen Yu heard himself say it, the corner of his mouth lifting, yet tears instantly fell.

He threw himself into his embrace, firmly repeating once.

Okay, Shengsheng, we're together.

——

Late at night, after finishing hot pot, the trio returned to the Villa, only to see Wen Yu and Ren Pingsheng huddled in the first-floor kitchen cooking, the atmosphere being extremely lovey-dovey.

Oh yo oh yo.

Song Xing saw the vibe was right and immediately shouted.

Looks like I'll get to have a second hot pot soon! Happy!

Wen Yu burst out laughing, peeking out from the kitchen: "We're about to go on stage; if you're not afraid of your acne showing on the big screen that day, I can take you out to eat tomorrow."

Ren Pingsheng nodded in agreement.

"A Yu is right."

Oh——A Yu~

Song Xing drew out the word with many twists and turns, rolled over on the Sofa, then looked at the two, Jin Chen, who were snuggled together writing lyrics.

I understand!