The whole world is knocking me and the actor's CP

It's all because the map was so cruel, it attracted their attention, and no one asked what flowers to buy.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the store to try it out.

Because only Ji Muyan can speak French, this task falls to him.

Before Ji Muyan could speak, the clerk smiled at him and handed him a note.

After Ji Muyan took it, before he opened it, Gu Zimo said first, "Wait a minute, I'll make a mental preparation first, I'm afraid the words on the note are oracle bone inscriptions."

He was already frightened by the program group's showmanship, and felt that the program group would dig holes for them anytime and anywhere.

When Gu Zimo and the others were mentally prepared, Ji Muyan opened the note.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, at least it was written in Chinese.

Qin Siyu read the above text: "I love you, thank you for giving me happiness."

Wen Qianning frowned: "Didn't you let us buy flowers? What do you say to us?"

Ji Muyan was silent for three seconds, and said, "It's the language of flowers."

Qin Siyu hooked his lips, the kid was smarter than he thought.

Qin Siyu said: "Yes, this sentence should correspond to three kinds of flowers."

"I understand, I love you corresponds to red roses." Gu Zimo suddenly realized: "The remaining two should be 'thank you' and 'happiness', but I don't know what they correspond to."

Qin Siyu continued, "The key now is to understand what the remaining two represent."

Everyone pondered for a moment, but no one spoke.

Qin Siyu looked at Wen Qianning, the only one here who might have something to do with Hua: "Do you know?"

Wen Qianning flicked her hair, "I like fake flowers more than flowers that need to be changed and will wither."

"..." Qin Siyu said, "Then who else knows?"

Fu Zhenan was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "I read some information when I was looking for inspiration for a new song. If I remember correctly, thank you should be Huang Lily's flower language."

"Great, now I know two kinds of flowers, and only the last one is left!" Gu Zimo turned his head to think for a while, and muttered to himself: "Happiness, whose flower language is happiness?"

Ji Muyan stood aside and didn't speak all the time, because he was always cold and seldom talked, so no one noticed his strangeness.

Gu Zimo's voice coincided with the voice in his memory, and Ji Muyan repeatedly returned to those fragmented scenes in his memory.

The hideous wound on the wrist.

The smell of blood filled the house.

Dried blood on petals.

The woman howled terribly.

There is also the weak and helpless self who can only hide under the table and cry.

He hid under the table, curled up into a ball, tightly covering his mouth for fear of making a sound.

[Don't find me, don't find me, don't find me]

Little he can't do anything, he can only pray for his mother to wake up soon.

The sound of footsteps and the woman's crazy voice sounded together

【Happiness...Happiness, you gave me lily of the valley, but you gave me pain...】

Ji Muyan seemed to be pulled into an infinitely dark nightmare by a hand, and just when the black vortex was about to touch him, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

Ji Muyan suddenly came back to his senses, staggered a few steps back, and held his back with a warm hand.

Qin Siyu asked, "Are you okay?"

Ji Muyan was slightly dazed, this feeling overlapped with memories, repeatedly in those dark memories, there was also a hand supporting him behind his back.

Gu Zimo also asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Ji Muyan shook his head and explained: "I'm fine, I just got too fascinated by thinking just now."

"What are you thinking?" Gu Zimo asked.

Ji Muyan paused and said, "Ling Lan, the flower language of Lily of the Valley is happiness."

Gu Zimo said in surprise: "Yanyan, you are so good, how come you know everything!"

Ji Muyan said ambiguously: "It's nothing special, it's just that someone around me happens to like Lily of the Valley."

The three flower languages ​​were unraveled, and finally got the flowers smoothly. The four of Gu Zimo excitedly went to the clerk to buy flowers. Only Qin Siyu stood beside Ji Muyan and said in a low voice, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay." Ji Muyan said.

For some reason, Ji Muyan felt more alienated, as if a thick layer of ice had formed between them.

Qin Siyu looked thoughtfully at Ji Muyan's frozen face, and finally said nothing, but still stood by Ji Muyan's side.

There was money in the envelope given to them by the program group, Gu Zimo successfully bought the flowers, and came out of the flower shop happily holding the flowers.

"Now our task is to give flowers to the old lady." Gu Zimo sighed with complicated emotions, "Compared with yesterday, today is really smooth."

Wen Qianning smiled: "It wasn't going to go so smoothly. Didn't the director say that we have to play games to get hints? This is the hole dug for us by the program group. The level of perversion in these games will not be lower than shameful lines and imitations. If it wasn't for Mu Yan, we would probably still be playing games in disgrace to find hints."

Gu Zimo immediately threw the flower into Fu Zhenan's arms, opened his arms and gave Ji Muyan a hug: "Yanyan, you are really amazing, treasure boy, absolute treasure boy!"

Qin Siyu laughed when he heard this.

Gu Zimo was right, Ji Muyan is really a treasure.

I thought I knew enough about him, but he will surprise you with new things and make you more curious about him.

And he felt that there were many secrets hidden in Ji Muyan, just like an iceberg, only the tip of the iceberg exposed to the sea level.

After solving the flower problem, the six went to send flowers to the old lady.

The complicated map was no longer a problem for them. They visited the beautiful local scenery while walking, and forcibly turned "Unexpectedly" into a travel program.

The old lady is also French, and the only person who knows French here is Ji Muyan, so he will send flowers.

Ji Muyan knocked on the door, and it opened. Inside was an old woman in a black dress. Although the old woman was old, she had a very elegant and gentle temperament, a kind of beauty accumulated over time.

Ji Muyan said in French: "Hi, this is your flower."

The old woman showed surprise, reached out to take the flowers, and leaned forward to smell the flowers.

"Thank you," said the old woman.

Seeing that the flowers had been delivered, Ji Muyan nodded to the old woman, turned around and prepared to leave.

But the old woman stopped him: "Please wait a moment."

Ji Muyan looked back at the old woman.

"Well-meaning child, I want to give you a flower." The old woman said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ji Muyan said.

The old woman looked kindly and tenderly: "Which one do you want?"

Ji Muyan looked at a bouquet of flowers and said, "Red roses."

The old woman took out one and handed it to Ji Muyan: "Are you going to give it to someone else?"

Ji Muyan shook his head: "No, I like red roses."

When the other five saw Ji Muyan coming back with a red rose in his hand, they asked what was going on.

Ji Muyan said briefly: "The old lady wanted to give me a flower, and I picked a red rose."

Gu Zimo smiled: "I thought you liked lily of the valley or yellow lilies, but you don't look like someone who would like red roses."

Ji Muyan's temperament is cold, and he doesn't seem to like red roses with bright colors and strong emotions.

Ji Muyan looked at the red rose with imperceptible tenderness in his eyes: "No, I like red roses the most."

Everyone knows that the flower language of red roses is I love you, but since this is still in front of the camera, they didn't ask too much.

After the task was over, everyone could finally go back to rest. The director said that they couldn't take the program team's car when they came, but he didn't say that they couldn't take the car when they went back.

Still like at the beginning, each group has one car.

Seeing that Ji Muyan was carefully holding the flowers in his hand, Qin Siyu raised his eyebrows subtly.

Looking at Ji Muyan's cold face, he was very curious about what kind of person Ji Muyan would like.

Feeling Qin Siyu's gaze, Ji Muyan looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Qin Siyu looked away and said, "It's nothing."

As soon as Qin Siyu finished speaking, Ji Muyan suddenly felt a familiar pain.

Coincidentally, his skin hunger was committed in front of the camera.

This time, the attack was so fierce that Ji Muyan's back hurt instantly and a layer of cold sweat broke out, but this was in front of the camera, even if his good medicine was by his side, he couldn't touch it.

Ji Muyan was afraid of being seen out, so he pretended to close his eyes and fall asleep, and endured silently.

Seeing that Ji Muyan hadn't spoken for a long time, Qin Siyu raised his eyes to see that his eyes were closed, and asked, "Sleepy?"

"Mmm." Ji Muyan's voice was very nasal.

Seeing that Ji Muyan was so sleepy that his nasal voice came out, Qin Siyu patted his shoulder casually: "Come on, I will lend you my shoulder."

Ji Muyan was in a daze from the pain, and subconsciously looked at Qin Siyu when he heard Qin Siyu's words.

Ji Muyan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist from the pain, his eyes were moist and confused, his expression was a little dazed, and the movement of wrinkling his little nose was particularly like a confused little deer.

It took Ji Muyan two or three seconds to digest Qin Siyu's words, then obediently leaned his head on Qin Siyu's shoulder, and rubbed his face a few times.

Qin Siyu: "..."

Tsk, acting like a spoiled child again.

He looked down at Ji Muyan, his slender and curly eyelashes were like black swans, his cold facial features softened, and Ji Muyan's sleeping face was as beautiful as an angel.

Qin Siyu suddenly remembered the same bed that day, and Ji Muyan hugged his arms like this, curling up in his arms.

When I think of that day, I inevitably think of the soft touch under my hands.

Qin Siyu suddenly withdrew his thoughts, coughed lightly and looked straight ahead without squinting.

The looks of Qin Siyu and Ji Muyan alone are already a carnival for Yangou, but together they are as lethal as a nuclear explosion.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can't do it! ! !Yangou is really going to die! 】

[wuwuwu mother, I saw an angel! 】

[What are you doing taking screenshots, hurry up and stare blankly]

[Weak question: Is this an idol drama? 】

[Just this picture! !It's not too much for me to hit the cp! !No one can spray me! ! 】

[This island can't spray cpf anymore. Lao Qin looked at Ji Muyan with too gentle eyes just now, and he also took the initiative to lean on Ji Muyan's shoulder. Hey, as an old fan, I know how beastly Qin Laogou is, and I suddenly feel a little worried about Ji Muyan orz]

【Yanyan is only 18 years old! !Old Dog Qin, stay away from him! ! ! ! 】

This scene was frantically screenshotted by netizens and quickly spread on the Internet, and this segment will be used as a classic material, which will be edited into a CP video by countless fan circle girls in the future.

The cars of Ji Muyan and Qin Siyu were the last to arrive.

Ji Muyan originally wanted to rely on Qin Siyu's shoulder to relieve his illness, but he didn't expect to fall asleep in a daze.

When the car stopped, Ji Muyan woke up suddenly. He looked around blankly and got out of the car in a daze.

Qin Siyu followed behind him and saw the roses left by Ji Muyan on the car seat.

He wanted to stop Ji Muyan, but it seemed that there was a mysterious force stopping him. He picked up the roses in a mysterious way, and took the roses into his room with the camera behind his back.

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