Chi Fang noticed a person with gentle eyebrows, a pleasant voice, and a beautiful face. He seemed to be easy to talk to, but in fact he was not close to anyone.
Chi Fang met his eyes. The man's eyebrows were curved and he smiled and said hello to him, but he was not in his eyes.
Chi Fang was unwilling to give in. He wanted to appear in those eyes.
Wen Rongyi is naturally slow-tempered and has little interest in anyone or anything. Even participating in the draft is just to accompany his lover.
He doesn't want to make a debut, he just wants his dream come true.
But fear comes as no surprise. Shortly after the first performance, Wen Rongyi received a call saying that his best friend was fighting with the current popular king.
Wen Rongyi rushed to the scene in the rain, and saw Chi Fang sitting on the sofa in a black denim jacket and holding a wine glass in the midst of the feasting. His eyebrows were deep and there were inconspicuous scars on his white fingers.
He raised his eyes, his face was charming, like the emperor of the night.
Wen Rongyi approached him and said politely, "Sorry, he didn't mean to bump into you. I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't mind."
Chi Fang looked at him silently, his deep eyebrows flickering under the light. He put down his wine glass and leaned on the sofa.
"Okay." He said, "But I'll give it to you in exchange."
2020.07.01
Intention: Taking the initiative to strive for success is always easier than waiting passively