Since going public, the internet has been abuzz with nonstop discussions, naturally including many dissenting voices. But whether it’s Fang Juexia or Pei Tingsong, they’ve long since broken free from the constraints society places on idols. More importantly, every step they’ve taken has been powered by their own efforts, not their fans. Their lives belong to them alone—they are independent.
There’s also been an outpouring of support, especially as their courageous voices have encouraged many in the LGBT community, earning them strong backing.
But the announcement brought an unexpected side effect—Escape from Heaven and Shang Sirui also trended. At first glance, it seems unrelated, but upon closer inspection, the connection is clear.
[@123WoodenMan: The Escape Room production team is toxic, right?]
[@A Little Fridge: Want your CP to come true? Go on Escape Room.]
[@PotatoChipsPeanuts: For other guests, Escape Room is like a “Dating Show for Pros.” For SSR, it’s “Escape from Gay Harbor.”]
[@Who’s Little Eyes Didn’t See Me: Hahahahahaha Shang Sirui! It’s you again!]
[@Watermelon Missing a Slice: Every time a CP comes true in the entertainment industry, Shang Sirui trends on Weibo. That must be fate.]
Beyond discussions, netizens even started circulating Shang Sirui matchmaker memes. Amidst the relentless meme-making, the man himself finally surfaced with a Weibo post.
[@HighFiveShangSirui: Let me see who’s that poor little widower? Ha, it’s me. Always me. [Goodbye] Just kidding, bros! Let’s type “perfect match” on the public screen!]
This Weibo post pushed the meme wave to its peak, drawing fans of various CPs, Shang Sirui’s own followers, and curious netizens alike to join in the teasing.
[@听觉是真的: Hahahahahaha it’s you again!]
[@IHaveAnSSR: Are we really that mismatched? Why does sweet romance never come our way?]
[@EscapeAlwaysUpdates: When I watched Season 2, I thought Sister Zhai Ying and San San might have a thing. Never expected Sister Zhai Ying would pair up with the pretty younger sister in her own girl group. Poor San San, so pitiful.]
[@01’s Alt Account Posted Weibo?: Don’t cry, San San! You still have Yi Yi—our digital sisters will never be parted!]…
The fervor surrounding the team’s internal romance remained unabated. Days later, Fang Juexia’s interview on a music platform aired as scheduled. His first public response to the relationship rumors inevitably shot straight to the top of the trending charts and exploded in popularity.
Beyond the video, screenshots of his confession were turned into memes, shared and praised by countless netizens. To the public, Fang Juexia was a talented artist with a troubled past, known for his reserved nature and rare displays of emotion. This confession was something no one had anticipated.
[@StayingWithinSafeBounds: Holy crap, I bet someone else would be the first to address this, but it turned out to be FJX. He’s the legendary god who loses his ability to speak after his self-introduction (whispering to myself)]
[@EscapingWithMe: He’s so gentle, I really want to date him.]
[@Self-Esteem Crusher: For some reason, seeing his earnest expression as he struggled to express himself made me want to cry. What kind of divine romance is this with a god-like older brother? Waaah.]
[@An Emotionless Ha-Ha Monster: After carefully pondering what he said, it feels incredibly sincere—something only fjx could say. He’s changed so much since being with PTS. True love really does make people better.]
To outsiders, they don’t know this person’s journey in the picture, don’t know their story. All they see is Fang Juexia’s profound and sincere confession, moved by the gesture itself. But the auditory girl knows what every word he spoke truly meant.
After the incident, the auditory girl began compiling details of the couple’s interactions over the years. It wasn’t merely to create a collection of sweet moments, but to help more people understand that these two boys genuinely loved each other—that no affection in this world comes without reason.
An ardent CP fan stayed up all night crafting a video titled [How Hearing Fell in Love with Each Other], which quickly went viral beyond their fandom and was widely reposted. Jiang Miao spotted the video on Weibo and deliberately shared it with Fang Juexia via WeChat.
[Shui Shui Shui: Look, this is how others see you two.]
The video cover featured their sweet kiss during the live broadcast of their first group variety show. Watching it now felt strangely like a lifetime ago. Fang Juexia stared at the cover for a long moment before clicking to watch.
The video opened with a clip of Fang Juexia speaking during a recent interview, edited into a monologue in darkness.
“…Because of Pei Tingsong, my life’s trajectory has become continuous and smooth, and it’s become something worth looking forward to.”
The background music began, and the footage appeared—footage of Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong at the airport captured by fans of another group. But it wasn’t just the part where the ticket was held up to their faces. It turned out that this clip, which had once made them go viral, had a preceding segment that was always edited out.
In that earlier footage, Pei Tingsong, standing before He Ziyan and cracking jokes, didn’t keep his gaze fixed on the speaker. Instead, his eyes kept darting to one side—again and again—unconsciously seeking out Fang Juexia, who stood silently leaning against the wall.
A subtitle appeared beneath the video.
[During these five minutes of complete disconnection, Pei Tingsong glanced toward Fang Juexia thirteen times.]
This perspective was unknown even to Fang Juexia himself. Before Pei Tingsong approached, he had hesitated for so long—thirteen times.
The scene shifted to a time before they’d started working together. It showed Pei Tingsong publicly defending Fang Juexia against unscrupulous reporters, along with the words he’d written under his fake account. What he hated wasn’t Fang Juexia or the rumors—it was his coldness and indifference.
The awkward glances they exchanged before turning away, the cold standoffs that clashed with the other members’ joyful atmosphere, and the mutual disregard that couldn’t be concealed even on stage—these moments weren’t discarded by the CP fans but were edited together.
The screen went dark, revealing a line of handwritten subtitles.
[We know their start wasn’t smooth—it was the worst possible beginning. But that didn’t stop two sincere people from finding each other and falling in love.]
The screen brightened, transitioning to behind-the-scenes footage from their “Spring and Winter” duo magazine interview. Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong shared their perspectives, their eyes reflecting newfound emotion and understanding toward each other. Even during the rapid-fire Q&A segment, they began laughing and playfully teasing each other.
[Fermat’s Last Theorem and The Roots of Romanticism finally intersected.]
Reading this line, Fang Juexia felt a sudden sting in his eyes.
The next scene showed their interactions backstage at the charity gala—whispering, chatting, Pei Tingsong insisting Fang Juexia put on his gloves, teasing him about the recording, sharing headphones to listen together.
Footage of their escape appeared, the screen splitting in two. Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong, each holding their trump cards, looked up simultaneously. In separate rooms, they exerted effort, cautiously glancing at each other during every vote and statement.
Pei Tingsong’s various suggestive gestures and words, the relieved expression after handing over the collected clues to Fang Juexia. Then the moment after his “suicide,” as he fell from the elimination seat, Fang Juexia’s fist clenched silently.
Finally, Fang Juexia, who opened the ultimate door, was embraced by Pei Tingsong. He declared they had won, but the voice in the background was Pei Tingsong’s: “Which side I choose doesn’t matter. As long as our alliance remains unbroken, I am your knight.”
The subtitles reappeared.
[He truly hadn’t lied. He had always strived to be his brother’s knight.]
The scene shifted to rapid cuts. Fang Juexia being dragged offstage, Pei Tingsong risking himself to save him; In a group variety show, exhausted Fang Juexia dozed off leaning against a wall. Pei Tingsong, using fatigue as an excuse, sat beside him and let him rest his head on his shoulder; When Fang Juexia’s back injury flared up, Pei Tingsong shielded him at the airport, never leaving his side; During the bungee jumping challenge in the group show, it was Pei Tingsong who held Fang Juexia as they jumped together; When Fang Juexia faced attacks from toxic fans and paparazzi, it was Pei Tingsong who spoke up to fight back. The screen showed fan-taken photos and candid shots—all captured when Pei Tingsong accompanied Fang Juexia out and back to the dorm after the Fang Ping incident.
[But love is never one-sided.]
The background music shifted to a softer melody. The screen perspective changed, focusing on Fang Juexia’s repeated glances toward Pei Tingsong—so different from his usual aloofness, his eyes filled with tender light. The screen showed photos of him accompanying Pei Tingsong to medical appointments, preparing late-night snacks for him during group variety shows, staying up late chatting with him, carefully protecting his arm when he was injured, even considering his injury while playing blindfolded games, and the bellflower bouquet he made for him at a signing event. and how he’d smile every time a comment about Pei Tingsong popped up during his solo livestreams.
[Even someone as reserved as Fang Juexia couldn’t hide his affection.]
Halfway through, the background music abruptly shifted to “Night Walk,” and subtitles appeared.
[When this song first emerged, we were all astonished. How could this rebellious, defiant boy write such tender lyrics? Looking back now, it all makes sense.]
“Even dusk feels different when light falls upon you.”
As this line played, the screen showed dusk at an amusement park during a group variety show. Fang Juexia and Ling Yi were talking, while Pei Tingsong stood behind him, watching with a smile he hadn’t even noticed himself.
“Do you like fireworks? I hope so.”
The screen showed footage captured by fans: the group leaving after watching fireworks by the riverbank. Pei Tingsong had his arm around Fang Juexia, dressed entirely in Fang Juexia’s clothes.
“I’m starting to like the night. Will the darkness make you try to depend on me?”
As these words appeared, the editing accelerated, flashing through countless scenes: Fang Juexia being led by Pei Tingsong in dimly lit spaces; Pei Tingsong habitually turning on lights during group variety shows; countless backstage moments of his hand guiding his; clasped wrists in shadowy venues; his hand supporting his waist as they descended from stages; and Fang Juexia, growing accustomed to his presence, reaching out to grasp the hem of his clothes.
These moments intercut with scenes of Fang Juexia alone in the past, groping through darkness without Pei Tingsong, creating the most heart-wrenching contrast.
Scene after scene of their intertwined hands were edited together. When they couldn’t hold hands, Pei Tingsong would tightly grasp Fang Juexia’s wrist. No matter where they were, he could instantly find that fair arm, pull it up, and lead him away.
The lyrics were equally fitting.
“When our hands touch, my chest burns hot,
I hold a strand of pure white light.”
The scene abruptly shifts to the chaotic live stream after Kaledo’s award win. When asked about their WeChat nicknames, they candidly reveal theirs: Moonlight for Pei Tingsong and Hengzhen Style for Fang Juexia.
The lyrics hit this exact moment.
“If asked about my date, I’ll smile and say it’s a moon.”
When asked why they chose “Moonlight” in the livestream, Pei Tingsong offered only one sentence.
[Because the moon is the highest form of praise.]
Subtitles appeared.
[Moonlight and Hengzhen Style, white bellflower and black knight, winter snow and spring sun, night blindness and guiding light—all are Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong.]
The video’s finale montages countless moments of them exchanging each other’s names—smiling, teasing, weary, urgently blurted out, mentioned during honors: “Brother,” “Juexia Ge,” “Juexia,” and “Little Pei,” “Pei Tingsong,” “Ting Song.” These voices intertwined, representing all the years they’d walked together.
The scene froze on them exchanging rings beneath a rainbow, kissing passionately before the crowd.
The background music faded out, ending with a line from Pei Tingsong’s freestyle at the coffee salon:
“You are the secret I’ve revealed a million times in my dreams.”
The video ends, Fang Juexia’s eyes redden.
Just then, Pei Tingsong returns from his workout. Hearing the sound, Fang Juexia looks up. Spotting him, he stretches out his arms and pulls him into a hug on the sofa. Pei Tingsong ruffles his hair, then crouches down to kiss his nose. “What’s wrong? Your eyes are red like a little rabbit’s.”
“I watched a video. It was kind of touching,” Fang Juexia said, taking a deep breath. He wanted to open the comments section to see everyone’s jokes and banter, hoping to ease his overflowing emotions.
“What video? A fan edit?”
Fang Juexia didn’t look up but leaned into him instinctively. “You’re so smart.” His eyes scanned the comments, but all Fang Juexia saw was a sea of crying emojis.
He’d hoped these girls would cheer him up, but it turned out they were even more prone to tears than he was.
Finally, he found a lengthy comment among the popular replies.
[@ForeverLoveTingjue: This is just the tip of the iceberg, a glimpse of the love overflowing from our eyes. We secretly fantasized about the script turning real, but mostly convinced ourselves you were just working together, teammates fighting side by side. In our narrow expectations, it was too hard to come true—friendship lasts forever. Yet you were braver than us—far braver.
Thank you for gifting me a beautiful dream come true.]
