Characters can never be broken

Shen Yao looked at Opal with a smile.

He just stared at Opal, and waited for quite a while, but he didn't see that he wanted to start the car.

Shen Yao, on the other hand, doesn't mind just looking at him like this all the time, but? Yes?... He still? Can't help but ask? "Aren't you going back?"

"I have to wait a while." Opal said with a serious expression, "I'm a little dizzy now, I think? It's like drunk driving, you can't drive."

Shen Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, he looked at the bread in Opal's hand in confusion: "Is this? Liqueur chocolate?"

"No?." Opal denied it flatly, "That's it?... Forget it, it's not important?, I think I can do it again."

"Let's go, I'll take you home to eat instant noodles."

Shen Yao fastened his seat belt obediently, but couldn't help but smile a little on the corner of his mouth.

Two people together? Talking about what to eat at home for supper, Opal is thinking about adding some fried eggs, scrambled eggs, crispy skin sausage, ham sausage to Shen Yao's instant noodles... In short, don't pile up Shen Yao's instant noodle bowls Swear never to give up.

The two of them didn't know it yet, but at this moment, the Internet had exploded again - Shen Yao was photographed visiting the class.

The two returned to Opal's house, and just after they sat down and had a bite to eat, Brother Zhao and Sister An's phone calls came over almost simultaneously.

Sister An and Brother Zhao looked at the similar background behind Shen Yao and Opal and were silent for a while, and Opal and Shen Yao also looked at the similar background behind them and were silent for a while.

Opal considered his words and said, "You two..."

Sister An was the first to answer: "It was only after seeing the news on the Internet that we quickly met. We are not important? Let's talk about the two of you first."

"Oh." Opal responded, and then showed a strange expression, "Wait, what's the news on the Internet?"

He slapped the table angrily as if he was facing an enemy, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Let me tell you that if someone says that my brother and I are at odds, I will? Send a photo of my brother as my relative."

Shen Yao, who lowered his head and wiped his mouth, was so choked that he coughed violently.

The blue veins on Sister An's forehead were throbbing: "Give it to me? I'll keep my mouth shut!"

Opal kept his mouth shut, but within two seconds of being obedient, he asked again: "So? Shall we? Don't? Just make a call? Anyway? You two stay together, and we stay together piece."

He blinked at Sister An? Sister An rubbed her temples like a headache: "What are you talking about? What is it?"

Opal hung up the phone right away, and leaned over to watch a scene with Shen Yao, and brother Zhao also moved his phone over there, and appeared in the shot with Sister An.

Sister An stared at that side speechlessly, with a bright smile on her face, and she was even snoring instant noodles. She looked like a warm and loving couple, and a "囍" on the back would not violate the harmonious couple. Personally, for a while, I felt that the outrageous articles posted by those marketing accounts were not so outrageous.

She sighed deeply: "Aren't you on the Internet, Opal?"

She was a little suspicious. After all, this guy has always been a tenth-level Internet surfer. Even if he has a job today, it is impossible not to browse the Internet during the break.

"No." Opal replied honestly, "My brother came to see me today, and I will play with him."

He paused, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I didn't play with him for long, basically? He was working with me. After all, Le Ge, a fluffy guy who pursues perfection, wouldn't let me idle. for too long..."

"What's the matter?"

Sister An was heartbroken: "Shen Yao went to visit the class and was photographed by the paparazzi."

Opal's face was inexplicable? It's strange: "If you take a picture, you can take it. He gave it to me? I don't need to visit the class? Is it hidden?"

Brother Zhao lowered his head in shame: "It was like this, but it was... It's my fault too, I didn't need it."

"Aren't I? Thinking about the media staring at you recently? Let Shen Yao pay attention when going out, and then he..."

"Dressed up like a suspicious man in black, and was photographed by the paparazzi."

Opal twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and finally comforted him: "It's okay, that's right? Behavior is a little weird, it's not a big deal."

Brother Zhao took a deep breath: "But? He was photographed early in the morning dressed like that? Going to the vegetable market to buy chicken!"

Opal was stunned: "Buy chicken?"

Shen Yao nodded: "Cook."

Opal thought of the bowl of chicken soup he drank today, but...

He was a little dumbfounded: "Why don't you order a takeaway? Now you can order takeaway when you buy ingredients."

Shen Yao whispered: "But? People will recognize the takeaway, or? Go and buy it yourself. I think those old people who set up stalls in the vegetable market probably won't recognize me either."

Opal: "...what you said makes sense."

Brother Zhao sighed: "But? Yes? Who would have thought that the paparazzi would follow him."

"Then this paparazzi, he is quite persistent."

"He took pictures of Shen Yao dressed like an assassin going shopping for groceries, and then took pictures of him dressed like an assassin going shopping? You visit the class..."

"As soon as you contact him, you will know that he is? He got up early on purpose? He bought and cooked food for you and sent it over."

Opal: "..."

Sister An's eyes have lost the brilliance: "You want? No? The artist I bring, I think it's real. Now Weibo has gone crazy. I really don't know how to explain it."

"I fucking think this is not it? Love!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Brother Zhao hurriedly took the emotionally excited Sister An aside, apologetically, "The main reason is that there is a lot of trouble online now."

"You know, creatures like netizens, if you give them some clues, they can give you a picture of a silk hole, and now they have started to imagine your stories."

"What—the two of them quit? The show won't be? The company interfered, right? After all, if the show is recorded, the cabinet door may not be able to be pressed."

"There's been so much speculation of this kind? It's endless."

Brother Zhao touched his thinning hairline with a sad face, "The point is? This can't dispel the rumors, he really is? Give? You went to cook."

"Where are you two now?"

Shen Yao answered truthfully: "At Opal's house."

Brother Zhao immediately became alert: "Why are you still at someone's house so late?"

Shen Yao hesitated for a moment: "I... sleep here tonight."

Sister An was shocked when she heard the key words: "What! Sleep!"

Opal rolled his eyes: "Sleep on my bed, isn't it? Sleep on me."

Shen Yao's ears turned red suspiciously.

Sister An wanted to stick out from the screen? She poked her finger on his forehead: "How about your mouth? I'll shut it up! Can you be a little bit of a doorkeeper!"

"I'm listening now? Your blood pressure soars when you speak!"

Opal blinked innocently: "But? It has nothing to do with me this time, I didn't say anything this time."

After he finished speaking, he felt as if he had dumped Shen Yao, so he said generously, "Of course I can't blame my brother, after all, I asked him to cook for me."

Sister An's eyebrows trembled: "Then? Who is to blame, huh? Tell me who to blame!"

Opal pondered for a while: "Probably... the problem of this world."

"You fucking..." Sister An cursed angrily, "I don't care about it! The world is destroyed! I'll write a resignation email right now, and the headlines on the cabinets when you fucking have nothing to do with my mother!"

Brother Zhao turned pale with shock: "Calm down! Calm down!"

The two on the other side were chattering, and Sister An finally hung up the phone with a snap.

Shen Yao was a little worried: "Is there any question? Sister An looks very angry."

"It's okay." Opal looked used to it, "Sister An has always been like this."

"If you are angry, you are angry, but you treat your work very seriously and responsibly."

Opal scratched his head helplessly, "Go back and ask for her? Father-in-law wants an autograph? Let's take a photo."

"After all, she's a fan of my father-in-law."

The author has something to say: Opal: We didn't do anything, really