My nemesis always wants to carry me home

Back home, Yan Xuan turned on the light. At this time, Jiang Feng'an hadn't come back yet. Yan Xuan changed into his slippers and walked around the hallway to take a look at the kitchen. The chopping board was neatly cleaned up.

Yan Xuan never dared to imagine this kind of fireworks, but it just appeared inadvertently.

Then he sat on the sofa and flicked his phone boredly, waiting for the person who brought the fireworks.

After 2 minutes, I saw a push, #《黑恐的真实》显示片# Yan Xuan clicked on the interface, and saw the messages from the official website of "The Silent Truth" reposted by many marketing accounts.

When Yan Xuan saw it, he already had a lot of views, and even many fans began to comment, but he didn't see Jiang Fengan's fans after scrolling through more than a dozen items. He clicked to exit and found Chaohua , saw Jiang Fengan's personal fan group.

First of all, what he needs now is an account that he can sneak into. Yan Xuan found the personal interface and registered a small account for himself.

The thing that makes him most speechless about this kind of account is the nickname. He has filled in no less than five nicknames, all of which cannot be used, or have been taken up by others.

"Jiang Feng'an's little gangster." Unexpectedly, after entering this nickname, it finally showed that the registration was successful. Yan Xuan originally wanted to change it, but found that the account nickname on this platform can only be changed once a year.

"How do you do this?" While complaining, he formally learned how to use the software. As soon as this account was registered, Yan Xuan first followed Jiang Fengan's account. He had never seen Jiang Fengan's Weibo before. This time I finally had the opportunity to start reading from the beginning.

Jiang Feng'an's latest Weibo post was a group photo of "Silence" finished, and after that there were various advertisements. It seems that he seldom talks on his own on this kind of public platform.

But even though they were all advertisements, Yan Xuan still read them one by one. He read every advertisement, and even found the link to place an order.

Yan Xuan didn't see Jiang Fengan's personal Weibo until he turned to Weibo from three years ago.

Occasionally it will be a shot of a starry sky, occasionally it will be a back view of a person passing by and standing on the coast, and sometimes it will be a photo of food, Yan Xuan can tell that it is his own food...

Yan Xuan flipped through the comments on each Weibo, December 12th three years ago: It's okay to be alone at night.

November 11, three years ago: Sea breeze and sunset.

September 9, three years ago: Hungry.

……

Yan Xuan can always see a trace of loneliness from his Weibo. I don't know if it's an illusion. He always feels that Jiang Fengan's life is not good at all these years. The starry sky is beautiful, but you can see it in his photos It's not the entire vast starry sky, he seems to be looking at a certain star in the sky, Yan Xuan can feel the star he is looking at through the photo.

'Creak...' The sound of the door opening suddenly sounded, and Yan Xuan frantically turned off his phone and threw it aside.

Jiang Feng'an was carrying a bag of vegetables inappropriately. He changed into his slippers and walked in the door. After taking two steps, he saw Yan Xuan sitting on the sofa watching the TV that was not turned on.

He asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Xuan was a little embarrassed: "I'll take a rest."

Jiang Feng'an nodded, and went to the kitchen with the dishes. After a while, he poked his head out and asked, "Is it okay to have winter melon ribs soup today?"

Yan Xuan nodded, "Okay, I can do it."

During the two months of living in Jiang Feng'an, Yan Xuan never ordered takeaway, and he couldn't even remember the taste of the restaurant he often went to, and the lunch was also ordered from the restaurant Jiang Feng'an specially found. The weight has also increased steadily in two months.

He rubbed his protruding belly and got up to go to the kitchen. Standing at the door, he asked Jiang Feng'an, "Have you been working hard during this time?"

Jiang Feng'an was still processing the ingredients, so he responded briefly.

Yan Xuan said: "Before, Xie Nuan should have given you two scripts, have you considered which one to choose?"

Jiang Feng'an calmly chopped the vegetables, and said, "I've already considered it."

"Which show is it?"

""Tibetan Blue""

In fact, Yan Xuan didn't know the specific content of the two scripts that Xie Nuan gave Jiang Feng'an, but these two scripts were Jiasheng's key original works this year and next, so Yan Xuan still paid a lot of attention to these two scripts.

Jiang Fengan has a good opinion on the casting, but Yan Xuan is a little curious about the reason why Jiang Fengan chose "Navy Blue", "Which aspect of "Navy Blue" do you like? I remember that these two scripts have their own merits, right?"

Jiang Feng'an said lightly, "It's been a long time since I've filmed a costume drama."

Seeing that Jiang Feng'an was not in a good mood, Yan Xuan turned and left and went to the study. The "Case Analysis on Omega Gland Removal" that was thrown in a corner of the study before had disappeared, and Yan Xuan checked some related information on the Internet. papers.

From the eagerness to try at the beginning, now he is more of a spectator. He seems to have seen something from Jiang Feng'an's anomaly.

Yan Xuan closes those papers, these things can finally leave his world, the scars he has covered for so long seem to have healed, and now he can face his second gender calmly.

He thought about changing this second gender that limited him, but if the way to change it was to pay his life for it, then he would rather be an Omega forever.

Not long after, Jiang Fengan asked Yan Xuan to come out for dinner. At the dining table, Jiang Fengan handed the phone to Yan Xuan, and Yan Xuan suddenly remembered the interface on his phone.

He turned his back and opened the phone interface, as expected, the interface was still on the registered account, but Jiang Feng'an should not be the kind of person who would casually spy on other people's privacy, he thought so before he settled down to eat.

During this period of time, Jiang Feng'an's culinary skills have been getting better and better. He gave a thumbs up appreciatively, "This soup is really good."

Jiang Feng'an seemed to have figured out something suddenly, and suddenly he became more comfortable, "There are many more."

Yan Xuan was a little dazed, "Did you encounter anything on the set?"

Jiang Fengan was startled for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

"Don't wrong yourself." Yan Xuan always faces Jiang Feng'an with an unnatural tone of an elder. The original gangster has been smoothed by time. Looking at the silent person in front of him, Yan Xuan always feels like a Illusion, it feels like a dream again.

He said: "I never thought that there would be such a happy day between us. When I brought you back, I thought that you and I would not last for three days."

Jiang Fengan looked up at him, and asked him: "You...don't like me very much?"

Yan Xuan also raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and said, "Shouldn't it be that you don't like me very much?"

Since junior high school, Jiang Feng'an has been against Yan Xuan, using all kinds of methods, and even naively reported to Jiang Fengyu at that time, Yan Xuan tried to bribe Jiang Feng'an with sugar, but Jiang Feng'an was obviously not a A high-quality child who can bend his waist for a candy.

After finishing speaking, Yan Xuan took a sip of soup and felt a little sleepy, so he got up and went back to his room.

Jiang Fengan leaned back against the back of the chair and covered his mouth. It turned out that the two sides had been sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire of misunderstanding all these years. Jiang Fengan smiled wryly, and swallowed the soup that did not belong to it. go in.

……

Three days later, "The Silent Truth" officially announced the broadcast time, but Jiang Feng'an's fans remained calm and did not respond at all, so Yan Xuan had no choice but to insert himself into the fan group.

However, the review requirements of each artist fan group are very strict. The group owner first checks Yan Xuan's identity, confirms that there is only one Jiang Feng'an on his follow list, and then asks Yan Xuan to answer three questions about Jiang Feng'an. question.

First: Jiang Fengan's birthday?

Yan Xuan curled his lips into a smile, February 2th.

Second: Jiang Fengan's fan name?

Yan Xuan really didn't know about this question, so he searched online, removed an unreasonable statement, and filled in the most reasonable fan name——Jiangmi.

Third: When was the last time Jiang Fengan parachuted into Weibo?

Yan Xuan almost dropped his phone. How could anyone know about this kind of mental retardation? Didn't this group of people do nothing but stare at Jiang Feng'an all day long?

This time, Yan Xuan directly entered "Jiang Feng'an's answer to the group" online, but because their questions were updated at any time, there was no correct answer online, so Yan Xuan had no choice but to go to Chaohua to check and confirm the date .

These three questions were just to confirm the purity of the fans, and then the group owner asked Yan Xuan to provide the record of purchasing endorsements.

This time, Yan Xuan eloquently released nearly ten pages of endorsement screenshots, and his purchase volume was even larger than that of a website.

The group owner invited Yan Xuan to join the group almost as soon as he saw the screenshot, and watermarked Yan Xuan's screenshot and posted it in the group.

A lot of divers exploded out for a while.

[I'm going, I just calculated, 200 million! 】

[Rich woman, hungry, rice. 】

[My sister's financial strength is impressive. I don't know if my sister lacks a baby to warm the bed.Blink.jpg]

Yan Xuan was taken aback by the sudden battle, and almost dropped his phone, 【That... I'm not a girl...】

[Fuck!Male fans!Sisters are men, live! 】

[Group leader: Everyone, be more cautious, don't scare the newcomers. 】

[Group leader: However, I still have to shout out, male fans, I can do it! 】

[Jiang Feng'an's gangster: Everyone is so enthusiastic, I still have work, so I left first. 】

……

Originally, he had already quit the group chat, but he still saw the phrase "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-why?

Yan Xuan reopened the group chat peeping screen, and he saw that someone asked what he wanted to ask.

[Excuse me, what's going on, why don't the new fans know anything. 】

[Xiaojiang took over a play by Guoyu a few years ago, but at that time he didn't have enough coffee, and then he changed from the first male to the third male, and then who bought the draft and blackmailed Xiaojiang for five days and five nights. 】

【What the hell?Isn't this too annoying? 】

【Anyway, I don't like that flat one, it's too girly, and I usually like the Alpha character design too much, it's disgusting to death. 】

Yan Xuan deliberately found Na Ping on the Internet, and saw his interview slandering Jiang Feng'an. Up to now, that interview is still a gathering place for Jiang Feng's black fans. Jiang Feng'an sent a private message.

[To Jiang Feng'an: You are fine, don't question yourself, in my opinion you are the best actor. 】

After he finished posting, he turned around and saw the time of the interview—an interview from four years ago.

It was too late to withdraw.

The author has something to say: The best thing about this old-fashioned plot is the one where the horse falls off...

oh ho...