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"Brother Wang Ping—"

When Ji Zuo's voice appeared on the steps, Wang Ping was holding a freshly lit firework stick.

Subconsciously looked at Ji Zou, but he only saw the afterimage of Ji Zou running quickly. The next moment, Wang Ping felt that his feet were off the ground.

Then the world spun around, and the firework stick in his hand spun around a few times with himself.

"Wait a minute—wait a minute!!!"

Wang Ping held up the firework stick, for fear that it would be accidentally picked up by the actor's hair, and his manager would seek revenge the next day.

Ji Zuo turned a deaf ear to it, and carried Wang Ping around for a few laps, until the firework stick went out, and Ji Zuo put Wang Ping down.

"Thank you." Ji Zou looked at Wang Ping, his face was a little red, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead-this is really uncomfortable.

Just now Ji Zuo suddenly lost his mind, and suddenly forgot about the elevator, he ran all the way down.

Wang Ping was still holding the firework stick in his hand, but seeing Ji Zou like this, he suddenly forgot all the accusations about "safety awareness".

Wang Ping opened his mouth and said softly, "...You're welcome."

After a pause, Wang Ping was a little unsure, raised his eyes, and looked carefully at Ji Zou: "This gift...do you like it?"

This New Year's gift was conceived by Wang Ping when he was waiting for the ticket, and he started to draw a sketch after getting on the plane.

He has an A6 notebook that he carries with him, and he is full of sketches during the signing intervals on the plane, and the entire notebook is filled directly.

During the cooking break today, I even practiced this dance with a spatula—but no one knows whether time-lapse photography can produce the effect he wants.

Therefore, Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou, as if waiting for the verdict, feeling a little apprehensive.

"I like it very much." Ji Zuo said with certainty, the next moment, he took out a long red paper bag from his arms and handed it to Wang Ping, "So, this is a gift in return, happy new year."

"Red envelope?"

"Hmm." Ji Zuo pushed the bridge of his nose, seemed a little embarrassed, turned around and walked towards the big bag of fireworks, "Take it apart, I'll set off the fireworks."

After Ji Zuo finished talking, Wang Ping took the red envelope Ji Zuo gave him, sat down on the snow-swept steps, and unsealed the red envelope.

It doesn't contain banknotes.

It was two pieces of paper about the size of a red envelope.

On the first piece of paper was written: [Use this winning money, you can make a wish to me at will. 】

On the second piece of paper it was written: [Including making another hundred wishes. 】

Wang Ping couldn't help laughing - with this additional condition, he was equivalent to having Ji Zuo's endless wishes.

Just as Wang Ping was about to stuff the note in and put the red envelope away, he pinched the corner of the red envelope when he suddenly felt a little bulge.

Wang Ping turned the bag upside down and poured it on his hand.

With the light from the glass door of the dormitory building, Wang Ping was slightly taken aback when he saw what was on his palm——

It was a hand-woven bracelet.

It is also the most important bracelet in Ji Zou's first movie, which entrusts the deepest emotion of the movie.

A blue fake crystal in the middle of the bracelet is to entrust the bracelet to the hero's hair to put in his own protection and emotion.

"I give you all the good things in the world." The movie line said so.

Under the light, Wang Ping moved his hand slightly, and the blue crystal shone brightly.

The next moment, Wang Ping heard a sharp "swoosh"—the fireworks shot into the sky.

Wang Ping didn't watch the fireworks, but only looked at Ji Zou who was standing not far away, holding a fireworks tube.

Standing against the background of fireworks, Ji Zuo's profile looked peaceful and beautiful.

Wang Ping suddenly hoped that this year would never pass - if he couldn't, then next year, he could celebrate the New Year with Ji Zuo like this.

"Ji Zou, from now on we will all..." How about celebrating the New Year together?

Wang Ping subconsciously blurted out, but immediately bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed the sentence back.

Think about it and know it's impossible.

I and Ji Zuo are very good friends, but during the Chinese New Year, no accidents, I still have to spend it with my family.

He couldn't occupy every new year that Ji Zou had.

Because... this is the only special time that cannot be shared with friends.

Wang Ping lowered his eyelashes, it was hard to say why, his heart was a little panicked.

"Brother Wang Ping?" Ji Zuo felt as if he heard Wang Ping calling him, but he wasn't particularly sure amidst the noisy environment.

Ji Zuo finished setting off the fireworks and disposed of the tubes before walking towards Wang Ping.

The snow at the door was a bit thick, Ji Zuo staggered, and walked up to Wang Ping: "Are you calling me? What's going on?"

"No...not about the future." Wang Ping was a little flustered, looked at the sky behind Ji Zuo, and had an idea, "I mean, let's watch the sunrise together tomorrow."

·

As expected by Wang Ping, Ji Zuo answered right away.

After the two of them set off all the fireworks and returned to the room, it was past twelve o'clock, so they cooked glutinous rice balls to eat, and then stood by the sink to wash the dishes together.

Wang Ping slipped away before Ji Zuo washed the last difficult pot.

When Ji Zuo finished washing the pot, Wang Ping rushed in, holding the quilt covered in steam, without explaining to Ji Zou, just threw his quilt on his bed and rolled on his bed.

As the saying goes!

If you have wine today and you are drunk today, you can't occupy a new year every year. Then occupy a bed, can't Wang Ping still do it? !

Wang Ping lay down on Ji Zou's bed with ease, closed his eyes, and announced: "Sleep, good night."

"Brother Wang Ping..."

Even if Ji Zuo said something today, I, Wang Ping, would not open my eyes and get up from this bed!

"Don't you keep old age?"

"……what?"

Wang Ping slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Ji Zuo's side, seemed to recall something, and shook his head.

"My family doesn't seem to have any rules about keeping the year old." Wang Ping said, "Even if there is, it's fine to keep past twelve o'clock. Do you want to keep the year old—?"

"Yes." Ji Zuo scoured a cup of rice and put it into the rice cooker, "The rule in my family is that the longer you guard, the smoother the person who is guarded will be in the next year, so - let me try to guard it."

Wang Ping nodded. He originally wanted to talk with Ji Zou and watch the year by the way.

But he was on the road a few days ago, and today he was cooking and dancing. He was lying in the warm bed. Not long after, sleepiness struck and Wang Ping fell asleep.

Ji Zou was sitting on the sofa, and at first he was still reading with a book. After hearing Wang Ping's even breathing, he raised his head and looked at Wang Ping under the dim light.

After a while, Ji Zuo heard a soft beep from the rice cooker.

Putting down the book, Ji Zuo walked towards the rice cooker, lifted the lid of the pot, mixed in sushi vinegar and salt, took out the remaining ingredients, cooked and carried them carefully, and wrapped them into triangular rice balls.

Although there are not many ingredients, each rice ball Ji Zou has different fillings. When the seventh rice ball appeared on the table, Ji Zou paused with his fingers, then bent down, and took out Wang Ping, who packed it today, to make it for him. lunch box for meals.

Ji Zou opened the lid of the lunch box, scooped out the delicious food without any aroma, wrapped it in the remaining rice, and shaped it into another group of rice balls.

Ji Zuo's fingers were nimble, and after dipping in water, he could pinch out a rice ball within ten seconds.

Just as Ji Zuo was about to put down the rice ball, he suddenly thought of something, raised his hand, lifted the rice ball, looked at it, then put the rice ball to his mouth, and took a bite.

How to put it - this rice ball is stuffed with potatoes and fried shredded pork. The shredded potatoes are sour and bitter, and the shredded pork is a lump of paste.

So this rice ball... is really delicious.

Standing under the warm yellow porch lamp, Ji Zuo was wearing warm home clothes, and slowly ate the whole rice ball one bite at a time.

With the last bite, Ji Zuo looked at the little potato shreds left and couldn't help but smile.

"Is keeping the old age really useful?" Ji Zuo thought.

"If it's really useful, he can stay up all the time, and keep a person safe and smooth... that's fine."

·

Wang Ping felt that he didn't sleep for a few minutes, and he didn't make a fuss—someone asked him if he still wanted to watch the sunrise, and he didn't get his approval, so he was pulled up.

Then, a light and warm down jacket wrapped him up.

Then, he was led by someone who didn't know where to go.

Then, he felt that he was buckled up with a seat belt, and after stuffing a pillow under his head, he slowly lowered his sitting position to a level where he could barely sleep.

Wang Ping tossed and turned, pulled off the pillow and hugged it in his arms.

He heard the sound of the engine, and then the vehicle jolted slightly, returning to smooth driving.

Sleeping in a smooth-moving car was actually very comfortable, and Wang Ping soon fell into sleep again. This time he slept for a long time, and the car stopped without waking up.

After the car stopped for a long time, Wang Ping heard a soft knock on the plastic shell beside him, and slowly opened his eyes.

Wang Ping opened his eyes, and saw Ji Zuo who was sitting.

Ji Zuo was sitting in the driver's seat. It was very dark inside the car, but he didn't turn on the lights, or even play with his mobile phone, as if he was afraid of disturbing any light source.

Wang Ping rubbed his eyes, groped with his fingers, found the wrench on the back of the chair, and raised the back of the chair.

With the click sound of the back of the chair rising, Ji Zuo turned his head: "Are you awake?"

"Wake up..." Wang Ping rubbed his eyes and looked out of the car window - the sky was a little brighter now, and it was dark blue. It could be seen that they must have driven to some kind of mountain.

Wang Ping: "...Are we?"

"Didn't you say you want to watch the sunrise?" Ji Zuo took off the AirPods and put them in the box, "I checked the nearby map, and the sunrise here is the best."

Wang Ping: "..."

In fact, watching the sunrise yesterday, he just said it casually, and the operation is very simple. When you wake up in the morning, open the curtains, watch the sunrise, and fall asleep.

Wang Ping really didn't expect that when he mentioned it casually, Ji Zuo drove for an unknown number of kilometers and took him to wait for the sunrise.

"Then why didn't you call me?" Wang Ping asked.

"I want you to sleep a little longer." Ji Zuo smiled, and unlocked the car, "But since you're awake - why don't you get out of the car and have breakfast?"

"it is good."

Ji Zuo nodded and opened the car door.

When Ji walked out of the car door, the lights in the car turned on automatically. Wang Ping stared at Ji Zuo, and saw the thick dark circles under his eyes.

Taking advantage of Ji walking to the trunk, Wang Ping subconsciously took out his mobile phone and navigated the distance to the photography base—it would take a full two hours to drive.

Wang Ping: "..."

During the time Wang Ping checked his phone, Ji Zuo had already taken out the folding table and small chair from his trunk, and put them in front of the front of the car.

Wang Ping hurriedly pushed the door down, and helped Ji Zuo take out the heat preservation box in the back seat. After taking it apart, dozens of rice balls of different shapes were neatly arranged in the lunch box.

…Driving for two hours and doing this, this person has 48 hours a day and still hasn’t slept at all.

"Ji Zou." Wang Ping frowned, and grabbed Ji Zou's wrist, "Did you not sleep at all last night?"

"Yeah." Ji Zuo didn't intend to lie, and admitted generously, "Didn't you say it, Shou Sui."

"For whom?" Wang Ping frowned tightly, "Is it... family?"

Ji Zou looked into Wang Ping's eyes, then lowered his head, and looked at Wang Ping's hand that was pinching his wrist.

After a while, Ji Zuo shook his head slightly: "It's not for the family."

"That's for..."

"It's for the person you like, to keep the year old."

·

... Ji Zou, do you have someone you like? ? ?

In an instant, Wang Ping felt that Ji Zuo's wrist he was holding was no longer cold, but hot - like a piece of hot potato.

Wang Ping was so burned that he couldn't catch it, he quickly threw it away, then slowly bent his knees, and sat on the small chair in front of him.

Wang Ping's eyes were not focused, and he repeated in a low voice: "For...the person I like."

Wang Ping raised his head and looked at Ji Zou in disbelief: "Do you have someone you like?"

"Yeah." Ji Zuo also sat down, took a round rice ball, squeezed it in his hand, and alternated gently - the rice ball in the heat preservation box was quite hot.

Wang Ping nodded in a daze, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally took a sip of the cold wind.

"That's great." Wang Ping finally said.

Ji Zuo glanced at Wang Ping.

In the silence of the two, the blue of the sky became slightly lighter.

Wang Ping opened his mouth again, and took another two sips of the cold wind—it felt as if drinking some of this snowy northwest wind could calm himself down.

After four or five sips, Wang Ping completely calmed down, even pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Then you... Chased her?"

"Yeah." Ji Zuo took a bite of the sour potato shreds, nodded, "I chased after him."

...It turns out that they have already started chasing.

Enduring the pain, Wang Ping asked again: "Then... have you caught up?"

Ji Zuo recalled Wang Ping who cleaned up behind him and set off fireworks for him, and nodded with a smile: "Well, it's almost time."

……Oh.

It's almost there!

Actor is really amazing.

I can accompany myself to hang wire, arrange lanterns for myself, and give myself a small jade pot. I still have time to chase people, and I am almost catching up!

Except that he didn't regard himself as a brother, and kept the matter of chasing people fast to catch up with him, Wang Ping wanted to applaud Ji Zuo.

But now, he only felt an unknown fire burning in his chest, which made him so angry that he almost jumped off the mountain in front of him.

besides……

Wang Ping felt a little pain in his stomach, which came suddenly and inexplicably.

"Okay." Wang Ping smiled generously, touched a round rice ball and squeezed his hand, "If you catch up with me, tell me, I will hold a wedding for you."

When Ji Zou heard this sentence, he just bit into a piece of fried meat and chewed it in his mouth, like chewing coal, it was unbelievably bitter.

Of course, what is even more incredible is that Brother Wang Ping... a follower?With what share?

Ji Zuo thought that Mu Mu had opened his mind, but he turned out to be a follower.

Ji Zuo swallowed the piece of mushy meat, thought about it, and asked, "Brother Wang Ping, do you think someone is chasing you?"

"A ghost is chasing me!!!"

Wang Ping was really going to die of anger - how could there be a person like Ji Zuo, who would be happy when he catches up with others, why would he still mock us as single dogs! ! !

Half off wedding red packets!Now it's only fifty cents! ! !

"No one has ever chased me, okay?" Wang Ping was extremely wronged, "During high school, my two buddies received love letters, so they never had me."

"They all said that girls think I'm too good-looking, and they're afraid that I'll be a flamboyant scumbag, so of course they don't dare to have a close relationship with me. I'm obviously not!"

"Later, after I met that idiot Liu Fan, the girls were afraid of him, and no one chased him around—then I went to the art test and entered the entertainment circle. How could anyone chase after him in the entertainment industry??"

But whenever there is a woman around him, from sixteen to sixty, Ji Zeyang will remind him of the boundaries and scales, and Wang Ping's ears can hear the cocoon, so he can only obey obediently.

That's why there are!Sit here today!Listen up bro!Talk about your success in chasing people!humiliation!

Wang Ping is angry! ! !

Wang Ping is going to hit someone! ! !

Wang Ping just poured out his grievances like pouring beans, but he didn't notice that the "everyone loves him" image he once created for Ji Zuo in the barbecue restaurant completely collapsed.

Didn't notice, Ji Zuo's eyes became colder and colder.

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he broke the jar and asked, "Do you understand now? How miserable I am."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he took a bite of the rice ball as if venting his anger—there was only rice, no content, and even more aggrieved!

"Understood." Wang Ping heard Ji Zuo's cold voice, "Someone messed with me, I'm very angry."

Although Wang Ping's description is messy, but recalling the girls at school who beat Wang Ping to death, they have nothing to do with Wang Ping's memories.

Then contact the person wearing glasses and the dark-skinned person next to him, and Ji Zuo can fully deduce it.

These people should all like Wang Ping—but none of them dared to come out to chase after them, so they checked and balanced each other, blocking all things related to love from Wang Ping.

These people don't know how many lies they have made up - you are so good-looking, girls are afraid of you; girls like me, how could they like you.

these people.

Brother Wang Ping didn't feel such a beautiful emotion of being liked for a day. For such a boring reason, Wang Ping lost some important feelings.

Ji Zuo was very angry.

If there is a chance in the future, he will take revenge slowly.

"……what?"

Wang Ping took a second bite of the rice ball and didn't have time to chew it, so he glanced at Ji Zou in a dazed way—what did this man say, why was he angry, why was he still angry.

Wang Ping lamented the confusion in the world, and it took him a while to taste the bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

Just when he was about to bah bah bah, Wang Ping suddenly heard Ji Zuo continue the topic just now, and said——

"I still know." Ji Zuo stood up and walked to Wang Ping, "It's not born, but it can be saved."

next moment.

Wang Ping suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Wang Ping's lips were pressed against the cold and soft lips. At the same time, the sky suddenly broke, and the sun quietly poked out a warm corner.

The cold lips gradually warmed up, and the light golden sun fell on the mountain.

A soft suck came from the lips.

In less than a minute, Ji Zuo parted his lips, raised his head, lowered his head, and kissed Wang Ping's forehead.

"Understood now?" Ji Zuo said softly, "I'm chasing you—what I did to you is because I like you."

"Don't get confused."

The author has something to say: Before the recycling, Wang Ping said that the girls screamed and backed away when they saw him, and the friends said that they were afraid of your foreshadowing 0v0.

This is not an official confession.It's to officially tell a fool that I don't regard you as a friend, hahaha.