After Cheng Zhi felt that he was being held by Song Baiyi, he symbolically struggled twice.
But because Song Baiyi was holding him so tightly, Cheng Zhi couldn't break free.
So Cheng Zhi decided to give up the idea of escaping, and silently raised his hand. Then he touched the large piece of cloth soaked by his tears that he had just leaned on Song Baiyi's chest.
Cheng Zhi slowly said, "I'm sorry...Take off your clothes later, I'll help you wash them."
The weather was hot, so Song Baiyi wore light clothes.
So Cheng Zhi could feel Song Baiyi's chest muscles and warm body temperature through his clothes.
When Cheng Zhi touched Song Baiyi's chest muscles, he not only did not dodge, but took advantage of the opportunity to touch it a few more times.
Song Baiyi felt a restless movement coming from his chest, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
He grabbed Cheng Zhi's hand and controlled him to stop touching around.
Then he asked slowly, "Do you think I should discuss with you whether your clothes are wet or not?"
Cheng Zhi silently pulled his hand out of Song Baiyi's hand, then helped him tidy up the fabric of his clothes that he had just messed up, and said guiltily.
"no…"
Song Baiyi looked at Cheng Zhi, then sighed helplessly.
"Still crying?"
Cheng Zhi sniffed his nose and then hummed, "Don't cry anymore, it's too embarrassing."
"Okay." Song Baiyi nodded. "If you have calmed down now, then can you tell me about Lu Zhaozhao?"
Cheng Zhi unnaturally turned away from the gaze he had just made with Song Baiyi, "Talking about him...what do you want to do."
"Hmm..." Song Baiyi looked at Cheng Zhiyi thoughtfully, then replied, "To solve your unhappiness."
"Didn't I tell you that I'm not unhappy?" After saying that, Cheng Zhi subconsciously took a step back feeling a little guilty.
Song Baiyi followed his words and continued.
"Well, you're not unhappy."
"But she would bury her head in my arms and cry until she was out of breath. If this is not called unhappiness, then is it called crying of joy?"
Cheng Zhi curled his fingers unnaturally, then retorted to Song Baiyi.
"…How could I have cried so hard that I was out of breath just now?"
Song Baiyi said calmly: "You only deny the first half of my sentence, so you admit that you are indeed unhappy?"
Cheng Zhi, who had been trapped inexplicably, said: "..."
Cheng Zhi silently lowered his head and leaned lightly on Song Baiyi's shoulder.
He closed his eyes, sighed silently, and made up his mind to tell Song Baiyi what he was thinking.
His voice was a little muffled, "I envy Lu Zhaozhao."
After Song Baiyi got an unexpected answer from Cheng Zhi, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But he quickly calmed down and stabilized his expression.
"What do you envy him for?"
Cheng Zhi organized his words in his mind, but he felt that he couldn't express what he wanted to say. So he could only bite the bullet and tell Song Baiyi everything he was thinking about.
"I envy him...his good relationship with you."
"I envy him for being able to put his arm around your shoulders and talk to you without hesitation."
Cheng Zhi said these words which were similar to complaints. Once he opened his mouth, it was like pouring beans, and he could not stop.
"I envy Lu Zhaozhao for being able to participate in the show with you as a contestant."
"I envy Lu Zhaozhao for seeing you, a part of you that I have never seen before."
"I envy Lu Zhaozhao for being able to write songs for you."
…
After Cheng Zhi counted on his fingers and expressed his thoughts one by one.
Song Baiyi quietly tightened his arms around Cheng Zhi's waist, bringing the two closer together.
His eyes darkened, and then he asked Cheng Zhi.
"Are these the only reasons that make you unhappy?"
After hearing Song Baiyi's answer, Cheng Zhi hesitated for a moment and continued to ask: "Isn't this enough? How much more do you want?"
"I see." Song Baiyi nodded thoughtfully.
The next second, Song Baiyi grabbed one of Cheng Zhi's hands and put it on his shoulder.
Then he let go of Cheng Zhi's other hand. Only after Cheng Zhi put both hands on his shoulders did Song Baiyi slowly speak.
"Aren't you envious of Lu Zhaozhao for being able to put his arm around my shoulder and talk to me? Then don't put it down when I talk to you next time."
When Cheng Zhi felt his hand on Song Baiyi's shoulder, he felt a little dazed.
Just when I was about to let go, Song Baiyi held me tighter.
Because the incident happened suddenly, Cheng Zhi was completely unprepared mentally.
He was stunned for a long time before he asked Song Baiyi, "Teacher Song...what are you going to do?"
Song Baiyi raised his hand and touched Cheng Zhi's head to comfort him, "Just listen to me first, okay?"
After hearing what Song Baiyi said, Cheng Zhi hummed, and then stopped moving his hands that were placed on his shoulders.
"Okay, go ahead."
Song Baiyi nodded, and then just like Cheng Zhi pouring out the beans just now, he poured out everything he wanted to say.
"I want to state in advance that Lu Zhaozhao and I are just ordinary friends. Nothing has ever happened between us."
Cheng Zhi lowered his head and put his arms around Song Baiyi's neck.
After listening to Song Baiyi telling him word by word what he and Lu Zhaozhao had experienced on the show.
"If you're really worried, I can ask Tang Rong to compile a list of all the videos of me participating in the show, including the behind-the-scenes and unedited versions. Aside from Lu Zhaozhao, I haven't had any intimate or ambiguous contact with anyone else."
"And I invited him to write songs just because he has talent, that's all."
After listening to Song Baiyi's long speech, Cheng Zhi turned his head away awkwardly.
"No, why are you... suddenly telling me this?"
Song Baiyi lowered his hand that he had just placed behind Cheng Zhi's head slightly to the back of his neck. Then he gently kneaded it and explained to Cheng Zhi.
"I'm afraid you'll think too much and it'll affect your mood."
"Also...if you have to cry every time you meet a contestant who has participated in the show with me, can you cry enough?"
After saying that, Song Baiyi continued to move his hands, sliding along Cheng Zhi's neck to the corners of his eyes which were a little red from crying just now.
He looked at Cheng Zhi's slightly swollen eyes with heartache, rubbed them gently with his thumb, and then slowly continued.
"What if you cry so much that your beautiful eyes get damaged?"
The skin around Cheng Zhi's eyes was already delicate, and because he had just cried, the small area of skin at the end of his eyes became even more sensitive.
Song Baiyi's fingertips were a little rough, although Cheng Zhi could feel that Song Baiyi's movements were very light when he covered his eyes.
But his reaction to Song Baiyi's actions was a little too big, and he still trembled unnaturally.
After feeling the person in his arms trembling, Song Baiyi very tactfully withdrew his hand.
In order to avoid Song Baiyi's secondary stimulation to his eyes, Cheng Zhi silently lowered his head, and then took the opportunity to bury his head in the crook of Song Baiyi's neck.
When Song Baiyi felt Cheng Zhi's furry hair rubbing against his neck, he naturally put his hand on Cheng Zhi's head and rubbed it gently.
After making sure Cheng Zhi was quiet and would not make any other moves, Song Baiyi continued.
"Didn't you just say that you envied Lu Zhaozhao for seeing the part of me that you hadn't seen before? If you're willing, after the show is over, I can take you to see my kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college."
“And all the places I would go to and from school, and all the practice studios I went to before my debut, and all the cities I’ve toured in since my debut.”
"The past cannot be changed, but I can take you to see all the past I have experienced in the future. In this way, you can have the me of the past, the me of the present, and the me of the future. These three parts of Song Baiyi belong to you alone."
"If that's the case, would you still envy Lu Zhaozhao?"
Song Baiyi, who has never been in love in his life, becomes extremely clumsy and cautious only when facing the person he likes.
Even though Cheng Zhi had tried his best to hint at him, he was too dull to understand romance.
But it is precisely because of this clumsiness that the way a certain stupid person expresses his love seems particularly pure.
Song Baiyi would not say anything sentimental, and even when choosing a gift, his standard was to pick the most expensive and best thing for Cheng Zhi based on price.
He could only carefully tell Cheng Zhi through his actual actions.
I am willing to show you my entire past, hoping that you will stop letting your imagination run wild and making yourself feel bad. I have also given you the best things and promises that I can think of.
So, don't be unhappy anymore.
Cheng Zhi's head was still buried in Song Baiyi's neck, not moving.
In order to make sure that Cheng Zhi heard what he had just said, Song Baiyi touched his head and asked softly.
"Didn't you just say that you envied Lu Zhaozhao for being able to write songs for me?"
"If you want to write a song for me, I'm always welcome to do that. But your piano playing just now was a little bit bad..."
"But I have learned to arrange music and play many musical instruments. After the show is over, if you still want to learn how to write songs, I can teach you these things bit by bit from the beginning. You are so smart that you will definitely learn things quickly..."
Before Song Baiyi could finish his words, he was interrupted by Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi leaned on Song Baiyi's shoulder, his voice a little hoarse, "Don't say anything for now."
Song Baiyi tilted his head slightly and asked Cheng Zhi in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?"
The next second, Cheng Zhi took one of his hands off Song Baiyi's neck.
Then he slowly slid down and grabbed the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes.
When she spoke again to answer Song Baiyi, her voice was tearful again.
"I don't allow you to say that I play the piano badly..."
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