Golden Suit Brothers

A group of people surrounded Hou Xin who was answering the phone. Ah May's face turned pale with nervousness, and she pressed her fingers tightly on the countertop.

"Okay, thank you." Hou Xin hung up the phone, with a heavy face, and tapped the pen on the table.

"How?" Wu Jiacheng's eyes widened nervously.

"Twenty thousand copies sold in the first week!" Hou Xin jumped up from the chair and shouted excitedly, "Congratulations!" Everyone jumped up and cheered loudly, reaching out to pat Wu Jiacheng's shoulder, rubbing his head, expressing themselves vigorously of joy.Sister May, who usually likes to find faults, laughed and patted Wu Jiacheng on the shoulder, praising him for his ability to attract money.

"In this way, hold a reception tomorrow, let the reporters come over, prepare the draft, give them a few red envelopes, Xiao Wu will show off his charm, the men will be stunned, and the women will be fascinated. "The Man Who Floats the Moon" has a good momentum and will continue to work hard." As soon as Sister May came back from the sea of ​​joy, she immediately got ready for the next step, causing everyone to sigh.

"However, Xiao Wu, I'll give you half a day off to rest. You haven't slept too much these days." Sister Ah May patted Wu Jiacheng on the shoulder, her eyes were quite loving.

"Thank you, Sister May!" Wu Jiacheng shook his head and tail happily, "Then let Xiao An take me back now, okay?"

"So anxious?" Hou Xin glanced at him, "Are you going home?"

"Of course," Wu Jiacheng scratched his head, and replied sincerely, "Dandruff has become bigger due to lack of sleep these days." He got a roll of the eyes from Hou Xin and a fast-moving gesture from Sister May.

As soon as Wu Jiacheng got into the car with Xiao An, he immediately looked left and right, and after making sure that no one was following him, he said solemnly to Xiao An, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to go to the Bauhinia Community, so you can take me there first."

"Brother Wu, don't you just want to play with your friends, don't you need to make up nonsense with me?"

"I know you're still going! Don't tell Sister May when you come back!" Wu Jiacheng thought of making a phone call first, he opened the column of recent contacts, saw Mr. Wrong, couldn't help smiling, and pointed a few times Dian Dian, changed a name, and the call was connected almost immediately.

"Hello? Why did you pick it up so quickly?"

"I was trying to call you."

"So destined~ Where are you? Are you in the company?"

"No, this weekend, at home."

"Oh, what a pity, I just passed by your company, or I'll go and see you."

"I'm going back to the company now?"

"No, it's almost twelve o'clock. Then you have a good rest."

"When will you come to my house again?" He said very confidently.

"What am I going to do, cook beef for you?" Wu Jiacheng was angry and funny.

"Oh, then when can I go to your house?" More confidently.

"You're so annoying, it's next time." Although there was disgust in his mouth, there was a smile on his face that he couldn't help. "Bye-Bye."

"Brother Wu, if you don't know that your friend is a boy, you will really think you are in a relationship." Xiaoan said while driving, and by the way, he looked at Wu Jiacheng's face from the corner of his eye. It's someone who's slept three hours a day for the past week.

"Don't worry about me, drive your car!" Wu Jiacheng was slightly annoyed, and after that, he took out a set of scarves, hats, glasses and masks from the back seat and put them on. Today is a PM2.5 standard mask, a tortoiseshell framed mirror, and a milk tea-colored scarf. Dark brown hat, low-key yet stylish.

When the car reached the small store, Wu Jiacheng stopped suddenly: "I'm going down to buy something. Wait for me."

"Brother Wu, don't do it," Xiao An said awkwardly, "If found out, you and I will both—" He scratched his neck.

"What are you afraid of? I've never been noticed when I'm walking around the apartment like this! Besides, I'm not so popular, I meet fans casually." Wu Jiacheng said confidently.

Xiao An secretly complained in his heart that he still couldn't recognize him in such a good-looking outfit today, and said in his mouth: "Even if it is not popular, as the saying goes, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat."

Wu Jiacheng pondered for a while: "After hearing this comment, I don't know whether I should hit you or hit you..."

The two struggled for a long time, and finally Wu Jiacheng threatened Xiaoan with various personal threats, and then got out of the car and went to the small shop by himself.

When Wu Jiacheng walked into this small shop that provided Gu Jiacheng with breakfast every morning, sometimes lunch, and often dinner, he felt a kind of kindness for no reason, just like the Gu Jiacheng he met here last time, he thought to himself.

I seem to have forgotten something, what is it?

Li Jun, the little girl behind the cashier, crawled over from the cashier, trembling with excitement, leaned close to him and asked in a soft voice: "Hello, Wu Jiacheng, I'm your fan, are you here again?"

Uh, by the way, I signed here, this girl is indeed my fan.

Wu Jiacheng also had to agree: "Thank you, can you please don't tell others? I'm just passing by to buy something."

"Of course, Brother Wu!" Lijun was about to cry excitedly. Seeing two customers bringing things to pay, she hurriedly dragged Wu Jiacheng to the canning section, "There are fewer people here, Brother Wu, take your time." Look, just take whatever you need!" He hurried back to the cashier, afraid that other customers would see Wu Jiacheng.

Wu Jiacheng walked silently to the fresh food area. He wanted to make something to reward himself. Although his body was tired, his spirit was very excited. Thinking of spending a quiet afternoon with Gu Jiacheng, he suddenly felt a feeling that his whole body was relaxed even his pores .

He picked up some vegetables and a few small boxes of meat. Thinking about the last time he had bought a lot of seasonings for beef, he shouldn’t need to buy any more. Thinking about it, he found it funny. When he made the list, he somehow kept getting longer and longer. , All the condiments that I usually use are written on it, as if I foresee that I will go to his house to cook today.

He saw that there was no one at the cash register, so he went to check out with a basket full of vegetables. Lijun refused to take money from him no matter what, until he threatened that if he didn't accept the money, he would not be his fan. After receiving it, just as he was about to put it in the cash register, he retracted his hand and put it in the book, which made Wu Jiacheng very amused.

This time he was in such a good mood, he asked Li Jun while signing the autograph: "Do you like my song the most?"

"'The Longest Dream'!" Li Jun replied quickly and loudly.

Wu Jiacheng glanced at her with surprise: "Why? Many people say they like "Every Moment" better."

"Because "The Longest Dream" is different, it is your own work, just like your child."

Why is this sentence so familiar?Wu Jiacheng thought suspiciously.

"The other songs are goods that are used to attract popularity and are sold. This song has a different meaning. It is a souvenir of your debut album."

Wu Jiacheng fell into deep thought.

"Brother Wu, what's the matter?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Li Jun panicked, "Is there something wrong with what I said? I don't speak very thoughtfully, that's not what I meant—"

"No," Wu Jiacheng raised his head and smiled, "You're very good, I'm very touched, I'm really honored to have fans like you! Please continue to support me!" He gave Lijun a thumbs up and walked out door to go.

Gu Jiacheng, you are dead.

At this moment, Gu Jiacheng was lying on the sofa with his feet crossed, and sneezed loudly.

Strange, who scolded me?It must be Dawei's pig brain again.He continued to happily imagine what it would be like if Wu Jiacheng lived in his house.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of Gu Jiacheng's house. Wearing camouflage sweatpants and a short-sleeved T, Gu Jiacheng opened the door while rubbing his chicken coop, "Who is it?"

Outside the door, Wu Jiacheng, who was dressed neatly and stylishly, was carrying a bag of vegetables and replied expressionlessly: "Me."

Gu Jiacheng turned pale with shock: "Why are you here?" He slammed the door shut.

There was a moment of eerie silence.

Gu Jiacheng stroked his hair vigorously, opened the door, and smiled all over his face: "Jiacheng, come in quickly."

Wu Jiacheng looked at his daughter-in-law like a mother-in-law, shaved his eyes from top to bottom, threw his clothes everywhere with his eyes like a feather duster, and dusted the house where plum juice and beer cans were scattered on the tea table. .

Gu Jiacheng looked at the small tiger-toothed smile today, and always felt that there was something wrong, as if this boy should be cuter, it shouldn't be like this--scary.

"Didn't you just say you were with my company?"

"I want to surprise you." Wu Jiacheng smiled. "I have the rest of the day off."

"Really? Great!" Gu Jiacheng rubbed his hands happily.

Wu Jiacheng smiled and put the dishes in the kitchen, and began to tidy up Gu Jiacheng's room, while talking softly: "Gu Jiacheng, well, it's not good if I call you Jiacheng, it's a bit awkward, like calling yourself."

Gu Jiacheng followed behind his buttocks, and answered bluntly: "I am older than you, you can call me brother Jiacheng or brother."

Wu Jiacheng paused for a moment, then continued to hang his trousers on his arm, and said with a smile, "So I'm so sorry, since you said you're older than me, then I'll call you Lao Gu."

"Is it older than you or is it older than you?" Gu Jiacheng muttered, reaching out to take Wu Jiacheng's pile of clothes and throwing them into the laundry basket.

"Old Gu?" Wu Jiacheng still kept smiling.

"Ok?"

"Have you ever heard of a crime called intellectual property infringement?"

"Oh," Gu Jiacheng thought for a while, "I know."

"Then do you know that if the circumstances are particularly serious, they shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years?"

"I don't know." Although Gu Jiacheng didn't understand why he asked this, he had an ominous premonition.

"Then you think that if you go to buy a white radish, you will copy other people's fans' ideas. "The Longest Dream" is a souvenir, not a commodity. Is this matter particularly serious, or is it very, very serious?"

a bolt from the blue.

"No - no, because I thought so too, and I didn't copy the original words." Gu Jiacheng hurriedly explained.

"Actually, I didn't know until just now whether you copied her or she copied you. You are still very honest." Wu Jiacheng squinted at him.

Gu Jiacheng quickly pulled him to the sofa and sat down, looked carefully at the other person's face, and said, "Actually, I don't really understand your album or the songs you sing, but I just think it looks good and sounds good." He took a can of plum juice in his pocket and didn't drink it, but secretly pricked up his ears to listen.

"These songs don't make sense to me," he continued, and Wu Jiacheng immediately stretched out an index finger pointing at him to have a seizure, and he held that hand, "but you are...too much to me." Meaningful, only you, yourself, is the most precious to me. The others are just your appendages, whether you have it or not, you are all you."

He told Wu Jiacheng that his eyes were red, and he held his hand behind his back.

"Where did you copy this paragraph?"

"No!! It wasn't copied!!! Why are you so suspicious!!!"

In the end, Wu Jiacheng followed the original plan and cooked a few small dishes. Under Wu Jiacheng's leadership, Gu Jiacheng discovered for the first time that the kitchen of his rented house had a built-in oven, and cold dishes had to be cooked with water. Water chestnuts It can cook soup, and the man who cooks... is particularly good-looking.

He was fascinated to watch Wu Jiacheng's hands busy on the chopping board. Holding a piece of Qingjiang vegetable with his slender fingers was like making a poster. The smoke from the range hood and the sound of the range hood turbine is a saxophone coming home.

"You look so good at cooking!" Gu Jiacheng sighed sincerely.

Wu Jiacheng pursed his lips and smiled, and looked back at him: "You look better when you eat!"

"Then the two of us are a match made in heaven?"

"Bah! Should I cook for you?"

"I can cook for you too."

"Forget it, it's safer for me to come."

On the table were cold bitter gourd, shiitake mushrooms, shredded chicken and bean sprouts, and spring bamboo shoots braised in oil. Since I didn’t buy rice, I had to fry a black pepper beef pasta with pasta as the staple food. There was also a pot of white fungus and horseshoe syrup left in the pot. .Gu Jiacheng followed suit and listened to Zaoqian's instructions, the two of them jostled shoulder to shoulder in the small kitchen, for a moment Gu Jiacheng thought that he had already lived a married life.

The food was out of the pot, and the two sat on the dining table facing each other. Wu Jiacheng raised his chopsticks and swiped at the table: "Let me tell you, Lao Gu, this is called home cooking!" He began to laugh, "You can order takeaway next time At least tell me, at least I can order."

"It's up to you to eat in the future!" Gu Jiacheng picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Forget it if you're lazy."

The two sat down on the sofa and watched Wu Jiacheng's album while dozing off, commenting on the content of the song one by one. The sun was shining warmly on the face, and Gu Jiacheng was full , lying on Wu Jiacheng's lap with one crooked body, seeing that he was not pushed away, he twisted to find a comfortable position, and hatched there steadily.Lying on the beauty's lap, he felt like a lazy cat, yawned loudly, turned around and hugged Wu Jiacheng's waist, buried his face in his white T-shirt to feel the warm skin under the fabric, felt A hand fell to his head, gently stroking his hair.

"Why are you acting like a child." The soft words fell on him like flower petals.

Wu Jiacheng's white T-shirt stuck to his face, very soft.

Wu Jiacheng still had a little smell of oily smoke mixed with cologne, which smelled good too.

The strength of Wu Jiacheng's fingers touching the hair is just right, which makes people feel very relaxed.

I really like you so much.

Where else can you find such a good person.

Even if there will be younger, more beautiful and lovely people in the future.

But you are the best.

He couldn't explain the word "good", he could only define it as the highest adjective.

He didn't know what word to describe this person other than "good".

Wu Jiacheng's hand stroked his head until it stopped, probably falling asleep.Gu Jiacheng is not that sleepy, and just wants to experience more of the good times the two had together, after all, the world has left too little time for them since they met.He gently took Wu Jiacheng's hand and put it aside, and looked up at his peaceful sleeping figure with transparent hair tips and downcast eyelashes in the sun.He stood up and turned to the other side to pass his hands under Wu Jiacheng's knees, and hugged him horizontally. Wu Jiacheng was probably very sleepy, so he barely opened his eyes, knowing who it was, and automatically wrapped his arms around him. "Why are you going~"

Gu Jiacheng put him on the bed and took off his shoes: "Sleep comfortably on the bed." Covered him with a quilt, watched him find a comfortable position under the quilt, half-buried his face in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep go.

He is too tired, Gu Jiacheng looked at him and thought.

Gu Jiacheng turned to the other side and also lay down on the bed, leaning on his head with his hand, quietly looking at his messy hair sticking out of the quilt.

Under the cover of the spring sunshine, Gu Jiacheng fell asleep in a daze.

When Huang Liang woke up from a dream, there was only an empty quilt beside him.Gu Jiacheng rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, and sighed in a daze, "Oh, the spring dream is gone without trace!"

"If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"

Gu Jiacheng sat up in a jerk, and Wu Jiacheng stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at him with a smile: "Get up and eat, you're so lazy."

Gu Jiacheng dared to say that this was the most unbelievable moment in recent years.