It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

On the night when He Zishu and Lu Jinshen posted their blogs, whether it was intentional or purely coincidental, there was a trending topic on Weibo: #情话依你一人一个情话#

An emotional blogger named "Zuoshangjing" posted a Weibo with the topic of #情话依你一人一句情话#.

Sea Whale V: It’s cold, let’s say a word of love to warm you up, one sentence per person, what’s the most beautiful love word you’ve ever said or heard?

Ordinary daily topics, the participation rate itself is not high, but with the fire of "statement", it has become a hot search.

Even the host of the topic didn't think of it, and even suspected that someone bought the hot search.

Until she clicked on the comment.

Because the top comment, even with punctuation marks, is fully counted, eleven characters.

Qiao Xiaoji didn't chirp: [Whose little cotton candy is this. 】

As long as it is surfing the Internet tonight, no one knows who said this.

But this comment is very strange. There are only a few replies at the bottom, but the number of likes is higher than the number of likes of all other comments combined.

And every time it is refreshed, the number will climb up one level.

In the "Statement" fan group, news kept swiping the screen.

【Oh My God!Xiao Qiao, you are floating hahahaha you dare to participate in this topic! ! ! 】

[What is the experience of becoming famous overnight, @楚小鸡不吃哧, @饼饼汁先生。 】

[Thank you for the invitation, to be invited by this topic, first of all, I must thank Le Qing for cultivating such a high-quality idol, and secondly, I must thank me for having a pair of eyes that shoot thunderbolts and discover love. 】

【to be honest!Me, me, me, I don't know why it became a hot search!At that time, I was watching the video, and my mind was full of "Our Zishu is the little marshmallow of Lu Dui's family". When I saw this topic, my brain twitched, and then I commented below. I wanted to delete it later, but I was afraid of being caught. Talk about hype...]

[It's okay, I told the group below, I don't follow posts, and I don't quarrel with others. 】

[It's useless not to follow the post, look at the number of likes, I understand the reason, although, emmmmm, why am I so excited hahahahahaha!Really, this point is absolutely amazing!The thought of so many statement girls knocking with us makes me laugh like a chicken that has been licked by a dog for three miles! 】

[11, I am also super excited! ! !I have a little sister from another family, and they all say that this operation is cool, they don’t make noise or reply, they just like it, “I’ve read it, and the dragon’s heart is happy, so I like it”, he quarreled Let him quarrel, tell rio the truth! ! ! 】

[I "state" that I will leave the circle when I come out of the mountain, so I will ask who else! ! ! 】

When the group finally calmed down, everyone found that the brief introduction of Yu Chaohua had been updated from "You are my favorite secret hidden in the world" to "Whose family's little marshmallow is this".

At the same time, fairy painters from all walks of life sprung up one after another, and started working overnight.

The most numerous are all kinds of small marshmallow simulacrums.

He Zishu only swiped once, his ears turned red immediately, and he raised his hand to cover the phone on the pillow.

It never occurred to him that a sentence he said casually was interpreted like this by Lu Jinchen.

Also, it was passed on as if it was real.

It's okay for the fans to make trouble, but there are still many people around them who also make fun of it.

Fires broke out inside and outside the walls, and Lu Jinchen's name was engraved on them.

He Zishu took a deep breath, and just about to turn off the light, the phone screen suddenly lit up, messages came and went, buzzing non-stop.

He opened it and pursed his lips.

It's over, and the most difficult thing is coming.

Some people arrive late.

A Xia: He Zishu, I know you are watching the news, don't hide behind the screen and keep quiet, come out and answer the phone!

A Xia: Still not answering me?

A Xia: He Zishu!You have no heart!

A Xia: Marshmallow, are you there?

A Xia: I'm not sweet enough to match your little marshmallow, right?

Seeing the last sentence, He Zishu's fingers froze, and then frantically tapped the × button.

After a series of neat and smooth keyboard sounds, the dialog box is instantly cleared and clean.

He Zishu decided to give this "not sweet enough" man a little bit of trouble.

He Zishu: The other party starts friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet, lightly send a friend verification request first, and you can chat only after the other party passes the verification.jpg

A Xia: Don’t even think about it.jpg

He Zishu smiled slightly.

Pull the black mode, start!

He turned over and lay on his stomach with his chin resting on the pillow, and put his phone aside, waiting for Liu Xia to call.

But the phone only "ding" and the WeChat notification sound flashed.

He swiped casually.

[The eight suites in R City request to add you as a friend. 】

[Additional message: Is it the little marshmallows?Can I add a friend? 】

He Zishu raised the knife and dropped it.

Add a peach!

"Ding".

[R city eight suites request to add you as a friend]

[Additional message: Why didn't you add me?Am I really not sweet enough? 】

[Additional news: in?I am maltose. 】

[Additional message: Judging from this posture, I should have fallen out of favor. 】

[Additional news: Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better. 】

[Additional news: The little marshmallows from Lu Dui's house are indeed noble. 】

[Additional news: The only way to relieve worries is to state. 】

He Zishu couldn't take it anymore and called back.

Liu Xia squeezed her throat, turned into a humanoid screaming chicken, and shouted two times in a row: "Little Marshmallow answered the phone! Little Marshmallow answered the phone!"

He Zishu's face burned up, "Speak well."

Liu Xia burst out laughing, restrained himself, and said seriously: "Your fans are really brainwashed. I spent a whole night reading 'statement' super chat, and now my mind is full of little marshmallows, shit!"

He Zishu was fierce: "What are you doing with that!"

He didn't even dare to click in.

"At the beginning, I wanted to just take a look, but later I found that it was very good." Liu Xia said with a smile: "I almost used Blood's official blog account to like it. Fortunately, I reined in the precipice, otherwise Sister An would have brought a knife to kill me. gone."

Liu Xia: "What's going on? Did Le Qing buy a 'statement'?"

He Zishu paused: "No."

It is more likely to spend money to withdraw hot searches.

According to Xiao Zhou's report, Jie Ge's phone was @ by fans until it ran out of battery.

Liu Xia: "Very good, as expected of a statement."

He Zishu: "..."

Liu Xia: "Captain Lu isn't angry, is the fan making such a fuss?"

Liu Xia felt that the fans were really bold, but he believed the saying that children who can make trouble have candy.

When he watched the video for the first time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Although Zishu appeared in the camera frequently, it all came down to the angle in the end.

As for the uproarious love story that was passed on, it was just a copy and paste of a teammate's copy.

But when the fans said this, he really didn't see mountains as mountains, and water as water.

He is guilty.

He admits.

When He Zishu heard this, he turned his head subconsciously.

He and Lu Jinchen should be separated by a wall now.

After posting Weibo, he didn't dare to talk to him.

Liu Xia didn't hear the reply, and her heart hangs for a moment: "Are you really angry?"

He Zishu: "No, he doesn't really care about these things."

"That's right. I don't think the fans have desensitized yet. Team Lu took it off first."

He Zishu changed his posture, buried his face in the pillow, and naturally changed the subject: "I bought you a peace talisman."

"Thank you, Lord Long En," Liu Xia giggled, "When are you coming back? Fans already know that you are in Anshi."

He Zishu said "Yes", "In two days."

"Don't run around, and don't go out with the four of you. The recognition is already high, but now that the fans have all the bottoms, it's hard not to recognize them." Liu Xiaxu read, and when the last word was finished, every other Looking at the screen, He Zishu heard a clear sound of closing the door.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xia said in a very low voice: "The movement is so loud, although everyone knows it's fake, but it's hard to guarantee that they won't have any thoughts. Remember to coax her."

He Zishu didn't react for a moment: "Who are you kidding?"

Liu Xia: "My little brother and sister who haven't passed the school!"

He Zishu: "..."

Liu Xia: "Girls are careful, maybe they really mind."

"Zishu? Are you listening?"

He Zishu replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Liu Xia hates iron for being weak: "Don't take it seriously."

Liu Xia wanted to ask again, but Lin Jia'an's news had already popped up from He Zishu's side, so he had to say a few words and hung up the phone.

After returning to Lin Jia'an, He Zishu glanced at the time.

12: 56.

He opened the album and clicked on a photo.

He saved it from Chaohua.

The three photos of him and Lu Jinchen looking at each other were put together into a long picture.

Hut, Yunpeng Mountain, Stage.

I took a screenshot, added a filter, and many fans used it as a mobile phone desktop.

He Zishu stared at it for a while.

With trembling fingers, he changed the lock screen.

Turn off the lights and sleep.

Half an hour later, He Zishu got up with a blushing face.

Changed the lock screen back.

The next day, when a few people got up, it was already bright.

After climbing the mountain for a day, the stamina was revealed, and my whole body was sour.

Xie Muran lay on the sofa, with his head resting on the pillow, and sighed: "I feel like I'm about to become noodle soup. These days, it's all soup, wontons, and dumplings."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." He Zishu picked up the thin blanket that was half down, and put it on Xie Muran.

Xie Muran said straightforwardly: "Smoked steak, whiskey cake, lemon-flavored shrimp, hawthorn foie gras, tuna veal."

It's like an ordering machine without emotion.

He Zishu was amused, and replied, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

Just as he was about to leave, Lu Jinchen held him back: "Go out and eat."

Lu Jinchen was afraid that he would not be able to take it anymore.

Xie Muran heard this and sat up.

He Zishu thought for a while, then frowned, "Is it convenient?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "My friend's private villa."

The implication is that there will be no fans, and there will be no paparazzi.

The place Lu Jinchen took them to was called "Yijiangshui". It was far away from the urban area, and it was a private club with strong secrecy on the mountainside.

When the few people arrived, it was already afternoon, and as soon as they got out of the car, someone came to greet them.

The scenery in the mountains is very good, half of the snow on the stone steps has melted, and the air is a little cold, but there are many small ovens burning not far away, with the incense of charcoal and the sweetness of the tea, the coldness is instantly reduced by half.

Because of the greeting in advance, several people were directly brought into the box.

After a long meal, at the end of the meal, Lu Jinchen went out to say hello to Song Yi, the owner of the villa.

In less than a cup of tea, I received a message.

Xie Muran sent: Brother, Zi Shu seems to be drunk?

Lu Jin stood up and looked at Song Yi: "Did you ask someone to serve wine?"

Song Yi was startled: "No, didn't you mean to drive back today?"

Lu Jin frowned deeply, and walked straight to the box without answering.

Song Yi was worried and followed.

Lu Jinshen pushed open the door of the box, and saw He Zishu sitting on the seat with his eyes downcast, neither speaking nor moving.

Given sat beside him, half leaning on the chair.

Lu Jinchen stepped forward and saw a narrow glass bottle tied with half of red silk next to He Zishu's hand.

Already half empty.

Then he glanced at Song Yi lightly.

Song Yi was stunned for a while, then scratched his chin, his eyes wandering: "Uh...that is newly brewed fruit wine, I wanted you to take it back to Auntie, but she said she wanted to drink it last time."

Lu Jinshen's tone was very light: "And then."

"I answered a call in the afternoon and hurried away."

"Maybe... I didn't tell them clearly, so I thought it was used at night."

Song Yi's smile gradually stiffened.

Xie Muran leaned over and smelled it: "Is this wine?"

He also drank a cup, thinking it was extracted fruit tea.

Song Yi smiled dryly: "It's specially brewed, and the taste of the wine is not strong. It's just the stamina. It may be a little bit strong."

Lu Jin looked at Xie Muran deeply: "How much did you drink?"

Given first opened his mouth: "A small cup."

Song Yi's hanging heart dropped a little: "A small cup is fine, it will be blown away."

Lu Jin sighed heavily.

He Zishu doesn't know how to drink, and he usually protects his throat so he doesn't touch it, so he can't even touch it.

Fortunately, I didn't drink much, and it would be better to sleep a little bit with the strength of alcohol.

Lu Jinchen squatted down to be level with He Zishu, and pressed the back of his fingers to his side face.

He just came back from the outside, and his body was a little cold, even the backs of his fingers were a little cold.

He Zishu only felt that he was very heavy, and there was a small fire in his heart, squeezing the gap, and slowly burning upwards.

But when Lu Jin's cold fingertips touched him, it was as if the wind had passed, and the fire in his heart flickered and subsided a little.

An Xin's temperature, An Xin's breath, when the man was about to let go of his hand, He Zishu's cheek slightly tilted, and he pressed against the back of Lu Jinchen's hand, rubbing gently.

She didn't raise her eyes, her eyelashes drooped, casting a black arc under the illumination of the warm lamp overhead.

Lu Jin's eyes darkened.

He felt that it was not the person in front of him that needed to wake up now, but himself.

The temperature in the room was high, and He Zishu didn't wear a coat, but a white fleece sweater underneath.

Every time he wears white, Lu Jinchen feels like a small ball, extremely soft.

Lu Jin smiled deeply.

Today, this one is still the wine-smelling Xiaoyuanzi.

Lu Jin turned back and asked, "Where's the coat?"

Song Yi felt that the host was not very authentic, so he went to pick up the clothes himself and handed them to Lu Jinchen.

Then he watched Lu Jinchen get dressed for He Zishu.

The movements are extremely gentle and careful.

Song Yi's expression was a little cracked.

The smell of alcohol slowly evaporated, and He Zishu himself was a little hot. The moment he put on his down jacket, he became even hotter all of a sudden. He just wanted to take off his clothes, so he didn't cooperate with his movements.

He pursed his lips and looked down at the zipper of the down jacket.

Wherever the zipper is pulled, the line of sight follows, and the head is buried lower and lower.

When the zipper finally came to the end, He Zishu stretched out his hand to untie it as if facing a formidable enemy, but he failed for a long time.

He Zishu was a little anxious, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Jinchen, pointed to the neckline, and frowned: "Hot, don't want this one."

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't answer or help him, He Zishu blinked hard: "Take it off."

Lu Jinchen's voice became hoarse: "It's cold outside."

He Zishu's consciousness was a little confused. When he heard the word "outside", he said in a daze, "Where are you going?"

Lu Jinchen hugged him in his arms: "Go home."

"Go home?" He Zishu always felt that this word was a little strange, he looked around with difficulty, and asked in a daze, "Whose family am I?"

A few words were spoken lightly, but they were drawn on Lu Jinchen's heart.

He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms.

The moment she raised her hand, she put the hat on for him, and said with a smile, "It's from Lu's family, it's from Lu Jin's and Chen's family."

Song Yi, who was standing in front of the two, was still in the motion of handing over the clothes, his whole body was stiff.

He looked at Lu Jinchen who acted like no one else was there.

Look at Givenchy and Xie Muran who seem to be used to it.

What did I just hear?

who am I?

where am I?

what am i doing?

Why am I here? ? ?