AHFAFTGTTT Chapter 8
by VolareChapter 8 Eloping “Xu Chengyue, wants to elope with me, this wild man…”
“Shangguan, why do you want to see the Fu family’s young master?”
The setting sun was slowly falling. Because Fu Yang refused to see a psychiatrist, the two left the hospital, ate something nearby, and waited for a car by the roadside.
“It’s nothing, I just feel a sense of connection. I accidentally saw his information card by the bed, and we share the same birthday.” Fu Yang made up an excuse and glanced at Xu Chengyue, clearing his throat, “He’s your hater and curses you online. Are you… sad?”
After the live broadcast where the hater came right up to his face, Fu Yang thought Xu Chengyue was already battle-hardened and had ascended to a state of indifference, definitely not taking it to heart. But unexpectedly, Xu Chengyue replied, “Yes.”
“Isn’t what an idol should do is to let more people see themselves, show themselves, and like themselves? So, when I learn that someone dislikes me, of course, I’ll be sad.” Xu Chengyue pursed his lips slightly, “We don’t know each other at all, yet he can hate me so much through the screen. Isn’t that too much?”
Fu Yang: … Shouldn’t you reflect on what you’ve done to make people dislike you?
He was too lazy to criticize and didn’t want to hear the little green tea play the victim, so he leaned against the tree by the roadside and watched the performance.
“I can probably imagine how terrible he must have been when cursing me. Anything related to the Fan Circle Culture becomes intense.” Xu Chengyue sighed slightly, his eyes full of confusion. “Sometimes I don’t know what to do, it seems like no matter what I do, I can’t satisfy everyone. The camera will infinitely magnify everything I do, and with editing and subtitles, it completely changes the meaning.”
He paused and finally said, “Perhaps the most essential reason is—when you hate someone, even their breathing is wrong.”
If the matter of transmigrating wasn’t so shocking, Fu Yang would have thought that Xu Chengyue had already seen through his true colors, and every word was deliberately targeting him.
Putting the blame on editing and subtitles again.
But indeed, the real Xu Chengyue is a bit different from the one on the screen…
But only a little bit!
When he transmigrated into an unfamiliar body and was most confused, it was this vase that he had always disliked who pulled him along and treated him well, helped him out, got him a new phone, cared for him, took him to the hospital, and defended him in every way when others looked down on him.
Fu Yang admitted that he was a little touched now, but what if Xu Chengyue just had ulterior motives for him, oh no, for Shangguan Yaoguang, so he was acting this way now?
Otherwise, how could he explain his face of impatience every time Ye Xiao’s name was mentioned?
Why was it that he was the one who took away Ye Xiao’s lyrics, but Ye Xiao apologized to him in a low voice?
What did Ye Xiao sacrifice a year ago? Was it caused by Xu Chengyue?
Fu Yang didn’t want to speculate about a person with such malice, but he just couldn’t control himself. Those labels were repeatedly mentioned by most people and were deeply ingrained.
Moreover, didn’t Xu Chengyue’s fans also curse Ye Xiao?
Giant baby scheming man, trash skills, marketing himself as a dominant figure but actually stepping on his CP to climb up, wasn’t that too much?
They even cursed him as an idiot and a garbage dump.
He was just repaying them in their own coin.
Fu Yang’s brows became more and more agitated. The Fan Circle Culture was still too complicated for him. He felt that he wasn’t wrong, but it seemed that he had indeed hurt others.
“But no matter how much you hate me, you shouldn’t hate me to the point of being in a hospital bed.” Xu Chengyue’s eyes drooped slightly. “Do you think the Fu family’s young master is really lying there because of me?”
“Alright, I can’t figure out the truth of the other things, but I can guarantee you this, it’s not your fault, it has nothing to do with you. At most, it’s just that I… just that he’s an idiot, brain-damaged, and unlucky.”
Fu Yang scratched his head in frustration. Lying in the Intensive Care Unit definitely had nothing to do with Xu Chengyue. He had first stayed up for three days and three nights in the lab and then was angered by the idiotic remarks online. This was his own fault, plus some… metaphysical blessings, that led to the current situation.
The corners of Xu Chengyue’s mouth finally slowly turned up, but his eyes were still sad, “Thank you for comforting me, I can actually understand Fu Qi, his family had an accident, he just needs a place to vent, and I was also quite excessive just now.”
“He? There is no need to understand him.” Fu Yang felt a little embarrassed, but he also knew that Fu Qi was doing it for him.
Speaking of this, he became a little depressed and slid down the tree behind him to squat on the ground.
His mother, aunt, and brother no longer recognized him, looking at him as if he were a stranger.
And he didn’t know when he could go back.
He was occupying Shangguan Yaoguang’s body, and the owner of the body was nowhere to be found.
Anxiety and unknown fear lingered in his heart, perhaps the setting sun was too dazzling, it actually made him want to cry a little.
What if he could never go back…
Suddenly, a warm hand with the fragrance of gardenias rubbed his head.
Fu Yang looked up, and the huge sunset reflected behind that person, as beautiful as an oil painting.
Xu Chengyue bent down, smiling gently:
“Don’t be discouraged, no matter what difficulties you encounter, they will pass.”
Fu Yang thought that he had to accept the fact that he had transmigrated.
No one noticed that the female college student in the distance, who was carrying a camera to sketch, “clicked” and captured this scene.
Then she exported it and posted it on Weibo, with the caption #The photography club went out to sweep the streets and ran into two handsome young men, super handsome#
Soon after, the post was forwarded by tens of thousands of people.
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When they arrived downstairs at the residential complex, their whereabouts were somehow exposed. A large group of Stalker’s were gathered at the entrance, pointing their phones.
“Baby, are you finally home? It’s so late today~”
“Baby, who is this?”
“Who is this person? Not from the group, right?”
“Xu Chengyue, are you sick in the head, going home with a man?”
“What is this! You are nothing without us.”
“If you date a man, I’m really going to kill you, fuck!”
“Are you worthy of us?”
Perhaps Fu Yang’s temperament was too different from the original Shangguan Yaoguang, and he was wearing a hat and mask, so even the Stalker’s didn’t recognize him and thought he was a wild man Xu Chengyue brought back.
Xu Chengyue was already used to it. He stopped, pulled Fu Yang behind him, took out an earphone, and gave him one, saying, “Don’t listen to them, keep walking.”
Fu Yang felt the temperature of his earlobe, frowned, and realized that the daily life of a male idol was so terrible. He reached out and slapped the phone that was about to hit Xu Chengyue’s face.
With a “slap,” the whole place was silent for a second, followed by curses and more aggressive squeezing.
“Fuck, who the hell are you?”
“Are you sick, pay for my phone!”
“Damn idiot, showing off!”
“Xu Chengyue! Are you just going to let this wild man bully your fans?!”
As he said that, the man reached out to grab Xu Chengyue’s collar.
“Get the hell out of here!” Fu Yang pulled the person into his arms, roaring with a cold face.
“What do you think you are? Fans? How dare you say that? A bunch of vermin hiding in dark corners dare to come out and jump around.” He was tall and had a strong aura. At this moment, protecting the person behind him, looking down at the crowd with a condescending manner, he immediately shocked many people.
Xu Chengyue looked in surprise at the tall figure standing in front of him, feeling something subtle in his heart. This was the first time someone had stood in front of him.
In a daze, a warm hand grabbed his wrist, and then that person leaned over and said in his ear with a teasing tone: “Xu Chengyue, do you want to elope with me, this wild man?”
“Silence means you agree. 3, 2, 1…”
“Run!”
Fu Yang put his arm around Xu Chengyue’s shoulders, pushed through the crowd, knocked down every phone that tried to get close to Xu Chengyue, almost holding the person in his arms, breaking through the siege. The phone screens behind him shattered on the ground.
All the way with sparks and lightning, the surrounding sharp voices contained extremely high levels of profanity, but Xu Chengyue suddenly felt that time was passing very slowly. He could even see every subtle expression on Fu Yang’s face, turning back to pull him into his arms, every step he took forward, every movement was like a slow-motion replay, particularly clear.
This person always spoke harshly to him, but he was also cute. Xu Chengyue curved his lips and squeezed his hand back.
After entering the residential complex, the security guards hurriedly brought people to drive away the Stalker’s. Inside the fence, Fu Yang calmly stretched out his right hand and gave them the middle finger.
The Stalker’s were furious, and the curses were endless.
Tsk, nice to hear.
Fu Yang raised a smile.
The person next to him applauded, smilingly saying, “Wow! My little brother is so amazing.”
Fu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly: “Fake.”
“I thought you would scold me again.” He crossed his arms, slightly proud.
Xu Chengyue tilted his head: “Scold you for what?”
“Causing trouble, damaging private property, guiding malicious public opinion, and holding my hand and putting your arm around my waist without my permission…” Fu Yang counted them off one by one with his fingers.
Xu Chengyue blinked his eyes: “Am I so… serious and old-fashioned in your eyes?”
“It’s their fault, they are fully responsible. As for the last few… the Qing Dynasty is long gone, little brother, we are both boys.” Xu Chengyue laughed, walking backwards, waving his index finger from side to side.
Fu Yang was stunned, infected by Xu Chengyue’s vitality at this moment.
At least at this moment, he had to admit that the Xu Chengyue in front of him was indeed different from the Xu Chengyue he had known before.
Then would Ye Xiao also be different from the Ye Xiao he had known before?
Fu Yang suddenly realized that the life of a male idol was always separated from them by a screen, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Their private lives were not as glamorous as they appeared on the screen, such as being tightly surrounded by zombie-like Stalker’s on the way home, being drowned in various curses, but Xu Chengyue already had a look of indifference.
This was their life, their job.
He shouldn’t bring his personal emotions into his work because of his personal preferences, destroying the original Shangguan Yaoguang’s original life.
“Okay, we have to get down to business.” Xu Chengyue said seriously, “I remember you’ve already transcribed the second-to-last version of the ‘Po Jun’ dance.”
Fu Yang: … I’m screwed.
Two days later, Fu Yang was in tears in the practice room. What did it matter to him that Spark was going on stage?
Fu Yang had learned piano since he was a child and could sing a little, so he stayed up all night and crammed to transcribe the sheet music, singing it repeatedly without stopping, and finally barely passed.
But! He really couldn’t dance at all. When he moved, he was like a primate whose limbs hadn’t fully evolved. In order not to be exposed, he even watched dance tutorials in his room every night and barely slept. But as a top student, he really had no talent in dancing. Cough, he wasn’t even as good as in the broadcast exercises.
“Shangguan, your dancing has regressed.” Xu Chengyue came in with soda water and handed him a box of yogurt.
Hao Yun laughed loudly from the side: “Captain, you’re being too reserved. This isn’t just regression, is it? This is devolution, right? His stiff limbs could cosplay a robot.”
Zhou Qingqing also circled him, “Young Master Yaoguang, did you sleep yourself silly all day?”
Fu Yang: “…”
Hao Yun did his warm-up exercises and rolled on the ground, saying: “Can our group really keep going? There are only five people in total, one who is never home, one who cosplays Tarzan…”
Xu Chengyue squatted down and petted his chin like a puppy: “Don’t say that. I’ll take Shangguan to practice dancing these days.”
His rosy lips opened and closed, uttering four words—
“Devil training.”