The agent called to wake up Tu Yan.

　　The ringtone lasted for half a minute before Tu Yan groggily opened his eyes.

　　"Xiao Yan, there's an interview at 11 o'clock.

　　The stylist and I are already on our way to your house.

　　What do you want for breakfast? I'll bring it to you." Tu Yan was still a bit dazed from sleep and took a while to realize that his agent was asking him a question.

　　His brain slowly turned and he said, "Whatever."

　　After his divorce, he lived in a daze, barely managing his meals.

　　It seemed like he hadn't had a decent breakfast in a long time.

　　"Are pan-fried dumplings okay?" the agent also forgot what Tu Yan liked to eat and just casually suggested something.

　　Tu Yan agreed and hung up the phone.

　　Kicking off the blanket, Tu Yan looked down and saw the person's knitted sweater tightly wrapped around him, while his shirt was neatly placed under the pillow.

　　Every night, Tu Yan could only fall asleep by sniffing the faint scent of wood, as if he had been left with irreversible side effects after recovering from a serious illness.

　　After finishing the styling at 9 o'clock, when the makeup artist was packing up his tools, he observed Tu Yan's face with his peripheral vision.

　　Tu Yan asked him, "What's wrong?" The makeup room awkwardly waved his hand and said, "Nothing, nothing.

　　I just feel like Mr.

　　Tu has changed a bit, but I can't pinpoint how." Tu Yan's expression was indifferent as he said, "It's been half a year, isn't it normal?" The makeup artist nodded repeatedly, but he denied inwardly: it's definitely not just that.

　　Based on his years of experience, Tu Yan had either been nurtured by love or suffered emotional trauma in the past half year, one of the two must have happened.

　　After the exclusive interview at 11 o'clock, Tu Yan took a car to the venue for the brand event.

　　He thought that he wouldn't attract much attention, after all, he had disappeared for half a year.

　　However, as soon as the nanny car passed a traffic light and was still a hundred meters away from the mall, he could hear the noisy voices from that side even through the car window.

　　The organizer specially came to clear the way and led the driver inside through the side entrance of the underground parking lot, and then through the staff passage, bringing Tu Yan to the lounge.

　　The opening was still half an hour away, and the staff were hurriedly arranging various matters.

　　Some said there were too many people, blocking the fire exits, and they needed to change the venue.

　　Some said a young fan had fallen and accidentally hit a journalist's camera, causing a conflict between two groups of people.

　　The brand also sent several sets of men's necklaces for Tu Yan to try on.

　　In short, it was a chaotic mess.

　　Tu Yan rubbed his temples and tried to suppress his irritability, but failed several times.

　　He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly made a decisive move, picked up his phone and pressed the screen twice, and then held it to his ear.

　　After two "beep" sounds, the call connected quickly.

　　The familiar voice came from the other end, "Tubao, what's wrong?" Suddenly, it felt like everything around him became quiet, so quiet that Tu Yan could hear his own heartbeat.

　　"...I dialed the wrong number," Tu Yan's acting was poor and his words were lacking.

　　The person on the other end of the phone wasn't annoyed either and said gently, "Oh really?" Tu Yan said "yes," but didn't hang up the phone.

　　After a while, he said again, "Gu Chenbai, I'm making my comeback today and attending a brand launch event." "Because I'm nervous, so I called you?"

　　Tuyan's face tightened, "What do I have to be nervous about? It's not my first time on stage.

　　I just wanted to let you know in advance so you wouldn't be scared when you open the news on your phone later.

　　After all, I'm too popular, and the event venue is going to be packed." Gu Chenbai chuckled softly, "I'm already scared.

　　There are indeed a lot of people." It took Tuyan a while to react, "Wh-what do you mean?" Gu Chenbai probably had just walked out of the underground parking lot, and the noise from all sides grew louder and louder.

　　"How can I not accompany you on your first appearance after your comeback?" "You—" As Gu Chenbai spoke, he had already entered the venue.

　　Tuyan dared not move, with the receiver pressed tightly against his ear.

　　His heart hung on Gu Chenbai, following his footsteps.

　　In his heart, he said, "Be careful, slow down." He was about to blurt it out, but he held it in.

　　Gu Chenbai's walking speed wasn't slow.

　　Although his legs had been crippled for many years, he was always diligent in exercising, and his muscles were very developed.

　　But Tuyan was still afraid.

　　Every time Gu Chenbai approached a crowded crowd, Tuyan was more afraid than Gu Chenbai himself.

　　"Um, I'm sorry, are you alright?" A voice of a stranger apologizing suddenly came through the noisy phone.

　　Before Gu Chenbai could speak, Tuyan suddenly stood up and shouted into the phone, "Did someone bump into you? You idiot, couldn't you find a corner to sit down?" "Tubao, don't worry, I wasn't hit." After a momentary pause, Gu Chenbai hurriedly reassured him.

　　"Why are you jumping to conclusions?" Tuyan regretted losing his composure.

　　After calming down, he instinctively bared his teeth, "I'm just afraid that there will be a stampede accident because of you, ruining my comeback event." Gu Chenbai found his seat, put away his crutch, and sat down.

　　He understood Tuyan too well, knowing that he never meant what he said.

　　He pretended not to hear and just reported, "I found my seat, at the southeast corner, but you probably can't see me." "Who wants to see you?" Tuyan said coldly.

　　"But I want to see you, I miss you." Tuyan fell silent, suddenly feeling hot in the face.

　　Then he remembered the scene a few days ago when he fled from Gu Chenbai's doorstep, and his face burned even more intensely.

　　At this moment, their manager came knocking on the door, "Xiaoyan, it's time for you to go on stage." Tuyan nodded and was about to hang up when he suddenly heard a girl's voice on the other end of the phone.

　　"Handsome guy, are you also a fan of Tutan?" "I have spare hand banners and light sticks here, I can give them to you for free!" "Can I add you on WeChat? I'll invite you to join the fan group!" ...

　　Tuyan's face instantly went cold, his gaze became gloomy.

　　He hung up the phone and stood in place, looking fierce and terrifying, startling the makeup artist who came in to touch up his makeup.

　　—————————————————— That night, female fans and friends chatted: [Oh my god! There were so many people at the venue tonight! Our idol's popularity is still high!] [How was it? Did Tuyan have any changes?] [He's even more handsome!!!!!!!!! So handsome it's earth-shattering!!!!!] [Wuwuwu, I really want to go to the venue too.] [Let me tell you, I feel like...

　　today our idol seemed to have looked at me several times.

　　I'm not dreaming, it's true.

　　Several times, our eyes met, making the people around me even turn their heads to look at me.

　　I didn't dare to move or even press the shutter button, it's just...] [It's just what?] [His gaze was fierce, like he wanted to devour me.]