The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

love letter.

It wasn't the random "like" and "love" that Ji Fuzhou caught a glimpse of back then, and the series of crossed-out names.

It is a confession that is poured into the tip of the pen and in the things I love the most after thoroughly understanding my own mind.

From the little thoughts of secret love when I was young, to the endless regrets and nostalgia, it was recorded stroke by stroke when looking back in a long time.

Year after year, it gradually accumulated into a thick pile.

Then she carefully hid it and never made it public.

It is indeed a "love letter" that has spanned several years.

Ji Fuzhou froze in place, and could still see the stack of papers in Ye Tingfeng's hand, she turned to a certain page, and the words "Ji Fuzhou" were indeed written on the back.

At that moment, Ji Fuzhou suddenly had a real feeling——

Ye Tingfeng likes her.

Really liked her for so many years.

The warm blood flowed to the heart, thump, thump, and she heard the sound of her heart beating very vividly.

That point of joy and tension has never been so clear.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who have always loved her.

After realizing this, Ji Fuzhou was so flustered that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet. Naturally, he subconsciously looked away, not daring to face Ye Tingfeng.

"...I haven't finished writing yet." Ye Tingfeng said softly, "I thought I would never see you again."

So it's all about one thing and one thing.

She was never going to release those clips publicly, so it doesn't matter if they are complete or not.

"Until I see you again—I'll finish writing these songs."

That's why she thought of asking her friend to bring over the manuscripts hidden deep in the cabinet.

She wanted it done before the concert started.

At least let Ji Fuzhou hear it.

Ye Tingfeng looked down at the manuscript, paused, then raised his head and asked, "Do you want to hear it?"

Ji Fuzhou's eyes were still glued to the cabinet next to him, but he didn't dare to look at Ye Tingfeng directly.

She didn't even notice what Ye Tingfeng said, but just gave a vague "hmm".

"If you want to hear it, I will play it for you, although most of it is only a few fragments..."

Ye Tingfeng turned his head to look at the study behind him, where there was an electronic organ.

It's just that the ground is too messy, and it takes a little effort to get there.

What's more important is Ji Fuzhou's reaction.

Ji Fuzhou tilted his head, his face was flushed, and his fingers were unconsciously clutching the corner of his clothes, as if he was about to pass out in embarrassment.

She is embarrassed.

At least not angry or annoyed, otherwise she could have turned away in a huff.

Ye Tingfeng was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

But looking at Ji Fuzhou's face, she still couldn't help thinking about it.

Does this reaction prove that she has been moved?

Ye Tingfeng has never chased anyone before, not even the experience of empathizing with someone else, only a long history of secret love.

Although she also secretly tutored various dating strategies and love words, she still didn't know how to put them into practice.

Sometimes she also fears that she is not active enough, not strong enough, and those little details of love and cherishing are not heavy enough to make Ji Fuzhou feel her sincerity and change her mind.

But she is born with such a nature, whether she loves things or people, she wishes to cherish them like treasures, and dare not exceed half a point.

I can only eagerly show my sincerity as much as possible within the visible range.

Ji Fuzhou saw it.

"I..." Ji Fuzhou lowered his head, looked at his toes, felt the heat in his ears, and couldn't say a word in response after all.

The only love history she has is the time when she pursued Cheng Guanyue in high school.

After so many years, it's not that no one has chased her.

But most of them are based on her appearance or personality. She thinks she is good-looking or gets along with her comfortably, and warm or sincere confessions are rare.

She can reject those people without changing her face, and thank you with a smile, saying "Thank you for liking me".

But when she was in front of Ye Tingfeng, she couldn't say that alone.

Her heart was shaken.

This is something she gradually realized.

Not just because of the face.

It still stems from the inferiority complex and the desire for love deep in my heart.

She couldn't bear to push away such a long and deep liking and love.

Ji Fuzhou felt that her purpose was not pure, and felt guilty towards Ye Tingfeng, but she couldn't say anything to seriously refuse.

While she spurned herself, she let herself waver.

The hot blood gradually faded, and she was finally able to move her legs.

She took a step back.

"...Let's pack up the things first." Ji Fuzhou said softly.

Tactfully refused.

But it is not to reject her confession.

Ye Tingfeng's eyes brightened slightly, he nodded, and said, "Okay."

It was late at night after packing up.

Ji Fuzhou threw down the sentence "Go to bed early", and then quickly rushed out of the gate, leaving no chance for Ye Tingfeng to ask again.

Ye Tingfeng stepped lightly and heavily, and sent her to the door.

Seeing Ji Fuzhou open the door next door, Ye Tingfeng leaned against the door and smiled at her, and didn't mention "love letter" or "confession" any more.

Before Ji Fuzhou entered, Ye Tingfeng only said to her: "Good night."

Ji Fuzhou was startled, but subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

The closed door blocked Ye Tingfeng's face from the door.

Ji Fuzhou leaned against the door, slowly slid to the ground, and with a "crash", the keychain in his hand fell to the ground.

She didn't care to pick it up, but reached out and covered her forehead with her hand.

Finally, he covered his face again and buried it in his knees.

Palms are hot.

Then came the tears that rolled down from the corners of his eyes and slid into his palms.

She couldn't help crying.

When she faced the indifference of her parents, lived alone in a dark and empty house, and was shunned by her peers, she became cold and eccentric, but she never questioned or cried coquettishly.

When she realized that Cheng Guanyue didn't like her, she felt sad, but she still smiled and said goodbye to her, and then passed by like a stranger.

For so many years after that, it's not that she didn't think of the process of watching the moon, and it wasn't that she didn't feel a little tingling.

She could easily swallow the sourness and pain.

People who are used to pain don't cry because of pain.

But when she realized that someone really liked, even loved her for so many years... even in a corner she didn't know, in a past she had never really experienced.

Endless grievances surged up in an instant.

Why didn't you realize it sooner?

Why didn't we meet earlier?

Ji Fuzhou knew that she shouldn't blame Ye Tingfeng, and she wasn't blaming Ye Tingfeng either.

If I have to study it carefully, I still feel joy and joy in my heart.

She just couldn't stop her tears.

It seems to want to make up for the missing parts of the past 20 years.

Fortunately, he didn't lose control in front of Ye Tingfeng.

Ji Fuzhou finally thought so.

Before going to bed, Ji Fuzhou received another message from Ye Tingfeng.

She just took a shower and lay on the bed, her eyes were a little swollen from crying, but after venting, her emotions stabilized. She rubbed her eyes and clicked on the message details.

[leaf: a fragment]

[Leaf: [audio]]

[Ye: The recording equipment here is not very good, I will go to the recording studio to record after editing]

Ji Fuzhou clicked on the audio.

A melody that I have never heard before flows out of it, followed by a slightly hoarse soft female voice, which is more gentle than Ye Tingfeng's usual songs.

It's not a complete song, it's only a minute and a half long.

It goes without saying where the unfamiliar song selections originated from.

Ji Fuzhou rubbed his ears, downloaded the audio and backed it up, repeated it several times before remembering to reply.

[Floating Boat: It sounds good. ]

[Fuzhou: Will you release a single in the future]

Ye Tingfeng seemed to be guarding in front of the phone, and replied immediately.

[Ye: no]

[Ye: These songs are only for you]

[Ye: Originally it was just written for you]

Ji Fuzhou rubbed his eyes again, his hands trembled a little, perhaps because the posture of lying on the bed made his blood flow poor.

She turned over, and her fingertips stayed on the screen for a long time before pressing down again.

[Floating Boat: This one is very suitable as a lullaby. ]

[Ye: If you want to hear it, I can sing it to you anytime]

[Floating Boat: Is it always possible? ]

[Ye: Until you say you don’t want to hear it. ]

Ji Fuzhou rolled around on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to sleep.

The "lullaby" contributed by the neighbor next door came from the earphones, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Obviously, on weekdays, I just sleep with the pillow on.

Ji Fuzhou even wanted to go out and run a few more laps to consume his excess energy.

Maybe it's because of the pressure on my heart.

Ji Fuzhou rolled around for another week, reached for the phone on the bedside table, and when it was unlocked, there was the chat record with Ye Tingfeng.

The last one is "good night" sent by each of them.

Ji Fuzhou looked at it for a while before going back, and clicked on the dialog box with Zhou Yu.

[Float: Sorry]

[Fuzhou: I seem to be a little out of control]

Zhou Yu didn't return.

Apparently already asleep.

Ji Fuzhou stared at the two messages until the withdrawal time was over, and then rolled back to the middle of the bed with the phone in his arms.

She buried half of her face in the quilt, saw a little yellow street light outside through the gap in the undrawn curtains, and gradually felt a little sleepy.

Ji Fuzhou had a dream.

I dreamed that ten years ago, Cheng Guanyue did not appear for the first time.

It seemed to be the beginning of summer, and the students coming and going on campus had all changed into summer short school uniforms. Ji Fuzhou rushed out of the classroom in a hurry, leaving behind the shouts of his classmates far behind him.

At that time, there must have been some happy event.

She couldn't remember exactly what happened, she just remembered that she was in a rare joy, as if she was about to fly.

In a hurry to go to the appointment, she chose to take a shortcut again without any accident.

There was no one around the wall, so she looked at the peach tree by the wall from a distance and began to speed up her approach, jumping onto the wall with ease.

When jumping down with one hand on the edge of the wall, she inadvertently lowered her head, facing a familiar face.

Ye Tingfeng was rarely alone, standing not far away, raised his head in astonishment as if he heard the movement.

Just bumping into Ji Fuzhou's gaze.

Ji Fuzhou curled his lips and smiled at her.

At that time, she was not with Cheng Guanyue, nor did she place Ye Tingfeng as a rival in love.

At best, she was just an ordinary school girl who had been rescued.

Probably because the dumbfounded expression on the other party's face was too obvious, Ji Fuzhou landed lightly on the wall, and when passing by her with his schoolbag in one hand, he raised his hand maliciously and flicked her forehead.

"Come back to your senses. Good boy, don't run this way all the time, remember to go home early."

When Ye Tingfeng covered his forehead and slightly widened his eyes to look at her, his expression was very funny.