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

In fact, Ji Fuzhou couldn't remember when he added Ye Tingfeng's account.

It seemed after saving them, maybe before that.

There was a large group in the school. At that time, the trend of adding friends to each other had just emerged, and even people who were completely unfamiliar would add them easily.

It's normal to not communicate for days, months, or even years afterwards.

Ye Tingfeng sent a thank you to Ji Fuzhou.

After that, her account was pushed to the bottom by other accounts. Ji Fuzhou seldom scrolls down, and has nothing to do with her. Even if she saw it, she would not stay in her mind for more than two seconds.

At the beginning, the impression was just "a school girl who is very good at studying", then "Cheng Guanyue's good friend", and then "So she has a crush on Cheng Guanyue".

After that, until the unexpected reunion in City C, Ji Fuzhou had no special impression of her.

Add at most one "Sings nicely".

Ji Fuzhou never imagined that such a person would take the initiative to send her a message, let alone that it would last ten years.

It started after she broke up with Cheng Guanyue, was admitted to university, left her hometown, and completely lost contact.

Ji Fuzhou flipped from back to front.

In the last one, after Ye Tingfeng left City C, she was still sending messages to this abandoned account.

"I love you."

Moving forward is "I won't give up", "I want to formally confess to you tomorrow", "I want to sing to you every day from now on"...

Compared with the hopeless confession, this place seems to be her secret base for tree holes.

It seems that knowing that it is almost impossible for Ji Fuzhou to log in to this account again, he gradually became unscrupulous.

Ji Fuzhou turned to the day when Ye Tingfeng reunited with him in City C.

"Thanks to fate and providence."

Ye Tingfeng wrote it down.

Further on, there is a fixed "good morning" and "good night", and sometimes she will mention interesting things in life, and occasionally say "it would be great if you were here".

"There is a concert next month, can I see you?"

"Someone actually invited me to film, the reason is that I think my temperament is very suitable, but I have never been in contact with it, maybe it will be messed up"

"I heard that the response to this new song is very good, maybe you have heard it somewhere."

"I'm graduating tomorrow, and we're going to participate in the graduation performance. Although I've already been on stage, I don't know why, but I still feel nervous at this time."

"It's the first time I'm on stage soon, and it feels like a dream without any sense of reality. The legs of the people in the previous group are all weak. It's a bit strange, it's so scary."

"I signed a contract with a brokerage company, so I don't know what will happen in the future."

"Today I was praised by the teacher for being talented, I am a little happy."

"I just thought of you, and suddenly I have a new inspiration. If I can see you again one day, I will definitely sing those songs to you."

……

Ji Fuzhou turned forward little by little.

The news spanning so many years, even I may not know whether there is any missing part.

But like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, gradually being pieced together, you can get a glimpse of the original appearance.

So many years of missing time between them, so many years of Ye Tingfeng's past, her persistence and love...

Ji Fuzhou finally saw everything here.

At first, with apprehension, I tentatively sent out a message of greeting.

After that, he carefully said the words of admiration that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Later, I gradually realized that it was impossible to get a response, and I also realized that I was already in deep trouble, but I was unwilling to take the initiative to get out, preferring to keep chasing that illusory appearance.

It's as if the other end of the account is really a lover she can't respond to.

"Please forgive my wayward."

At the end, Ji Fuzhou suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Forgive me for liking you and being obsessed with you on my own initiative.

Ji Fuzhou turned from dark to dawn.

The morning light shone in from the window, Ji Fuzhou just lay on the bed, he forgot to draw the curtains, saw the light vaguely, and his consciousness gradually sank.

She rubbed her eyes, trying to look at the earliest record she found.

At that time, Ye Tingfeng was still honestly calling her Senior Sister.

She said, "Sister, I like you."

That was the first confession.

But Ji Fuzhou had never heard of it, nor had he seen it.

Ye Tingfeng didn't tell her anything, he never said anything about "like" before, and he never mentioned the record of his mental journey for so many years when they reunited later.

It happened at this time.

If it was ten years ago, she would have been so moved that she would have cried, and then immediately got up from the bed and rushed out to find Ye Tingfeng without thinking about her own safety.

And now...

Ji Fuzhou touched the corners of his eyes, feeling a little stinging from staring at the screen for a long time.

She turned down the phone, closed her eyes against the light, and physical tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

That made her feel a little more comfortable.

Before his consciousness really fell into the deep sea, Ji Fuzhou finally picked up the phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally deleted the audio stored in the phone together with the software.

"Really, don't shake me anymore..."

Ji Fuzhou muttered to himself, and finally gradually fell asleep.

It was almost noon when Ji Fuzhou woke up.

Just as Ji Minglan finished frying the dishes and brought them to the table, Ruan Ximing followed behind with chopsticks.

"Your uncle has to work overtime at noon and won't come back for dinner. I was just about to wake you up, you—" Ji Minglan turned to look at Ji Fuzhou, and couldn't help being startled, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Ji Fuzhou floated to the table and sat down like a ghost, his eyes were a little red and swollen, and there were big dark circles under his eyes.

"Who bullied you?" Ji Minglan thought it was impossible.

Who has the guts and ability to bully Ji Fuzhou, not to mention that he was fine when he came back last night, and Ji Fuzhou stayed in the room since then.

It can't be that I hit a ghost in the middle of the night.

"Didn't sleep well at night?"

"Yeah. I watched TV dramas all night last night." Ji Fuzhou casually found an excuse, "I watched it for too long before I knew it."

Neither Ji Minglan nor Ruan Ximing like watching TV dramas very much, so they didn't ask in too much detail which drama it was.

Ruan Ximing lay on the back of the chair and just guessed: "It seems to be a tragic ending, otherwise my sister wouldn't be crying so sadly."

Ji Fuzhou paused, then rubbed his eyes nonchalantly.

"How can I, it's just that I stared at the phone for too long, and my eyes are a little uncomfortable."

"Oh——" Ruan Ximing drew the tone, expressing his disbelief, "I know, my sister is afraid of embarrassment, don't worry, I will definitely keep such small things secret for you."

Ji Fuzhou gave up arguing with her.

It didn't matter to her to guess that way.

Ruan Ximing sat down next to Ji Fuzhou, and leaned over to ask her, "Sister, do you have any other plans for the future?"

"Not yet, do you want to go to the movies?"

"No, I just want to ask when you will return to the company. It's rare to come back. Can I play with you if you don't stay for two more days?"

"I've booked a flight back home the day after tomorrow."

"It's so early." Ruan Ximing pursed his lips, a little disappointed, "I thought you would stay longer this time."

"It's been a long time since I asked for leave this time." Ji Fuzhou smiled helplessly.

As soon as the words fell, the sudden sound of the mobile phone interrupted their conversation.

Ji Fuzhou picked up the phone and glanced at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Wang Bingxiao sent her a text message saying she had resigned.

[Bingxiao: If there are no accidents, I can leave next week. ]

[Floating boat: so fast? ]

[Fuzhou: Didn’t you say wait for a while? ]

[Bingxiao: Just recruited a newcomer, and it will be fine after the handover in the next two days. ]

[Bingxiao: I just wanted to tell you in advance. ]

[Bingxiao: If you are free, how about when we go on a trip together? ]

Ji Fuzhou bit his chopsticks and replied to Wang Bingxiao.

Ji Minglan had just brought the last soup to the table, seeing her expression was different, she couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

Ji Fuzhou came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that one of my colleagues left the job suddenly."

Ruan Ximing interjected: "I know, this is the peak period of resignation, and so is my sister. If you are not happy there, you can come back directly."

Ji Minglan also said: "Have you considered what to do in the future? You can't stay in that company forever, I don't think you like it very much."

Ji Fuzhou was discussing with Wang Bingxiao where to travel, when he heard this, he paused slightly and gave a vague "hmm".

"probably."

Ye family.

Cheng Guanyue knocked on the door of Ye's house.

When Mrs. Ye saw her, she warmly invited her in.

"You came here to find Tingfeng, she is in the upstairs room now."

Cheng Guanyue nodded, saw the closed door upstairs, smiled at Mrs. Ye, and sat down on the sofa.

"She seems to be busy, so I'll wait here for her to finish."

"Oh, we've been friends for so many years, do you still care about these little things?"

"Because we are friends, we should respect each other even more." Cheng Guanyue smiled impeccably.

It is precisely because she is so polite that Mrs. Ye inevitably has a preference for her.

In any case, this is also the child she watched growing up with her own eyes. Because of Ye Tingfeng, the middleman, Mrs. Ye is much closer to Cheng Guanyue than to her sister.

While Mrs. Ye was talking about "this child", she still went to make black tea herself, and sat on the sofa to talk with Cheng Guanyue.

Since Ye Tingfeng and Cheng Guanyue debuted as stars, the number of times they went home has decreased a lot.

After seeing her so rarely, Mrs. Ye was a little reluctant to let her go.

"Oh, what's the matter with the injury on your neck?"

Mrs. Ye noticed a scar on Cheng Guanyue's neckline. It looked like it had healed and scabbed for a while, and there was still a faint mark.

But Cheng Guanyue's skin is fair, and it looks particularly obvious at this time.

Cheng Guanyue quickly closed her neckline, and said awkwardly, "It's nothing, it's just a small accident, it's okay."

When she said that, Mrs. Ye couldn't help but think about it.

"It's your mother again..." Madam Ye didn't finish her sentence, but Cheng Guanyue just shook her head and didn't answer the words.

But in Mrs. Ye's view, this is the default.

She took Cheng Guanyue's hand, and saw that there was also a faint mark on her wrist, so she confirmed the thoughts in her heart even more.

Mrs. Cheng was just overly nervous about her daughter before, but these years, she is obviously a little mentally abnormal.

Since the eldest daughter was found, her emotional state has stabilized a bit, but sometimes she still can't control herself and does something that hurts her family.

Cheng Guanyue has a gentle temperament and always bears the brunt of it. Whenever he is wronged, he only swallows it in his stomach.

Except for her mother who couldn't see clearly, everyone else couldn't help but sympathize with Cheng Guanyue after a long time.

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but sighed, patted Cheng Guanyue's hand, and comforted her softly: "From now on, I will come to Auntie's house to walk around, anyway, we will be a family from now on."

We can only let Mrs. Cheng and Cheng Guanyue have less contact.

For the Ye family, Mrs. Cheng is still trustworthy, and will not worry too much about urging her daughter.

Cheng Guanyue nodded, her eyes were slightly red, and she whispered "Thank you".

While they were talking here, Brother Ye came out from the study at the back.

He didn't know how long he had been listening, and walked behind Cheng Guanyue, and patted her on the shoulder as a comfort.

"Thank you for your hard work." As a junior, it is difficult for him to gossip about Mrs. Cheng, an elder, and at most he can only express his sympathy for Cheng Guanyue.

"But what's the matter this time? Didn't my mother and the others go to see your parents last time, are they all right?" Brother Ye couldn't help asking again, "What happened to you when you won't come back? "

No matter how abnormal Mrs. Cheng was, she didn't get sick all the time, usually only after some stimulation.

And the only ones who can stimulate her are her two daughters.

But Cheng Guanyue was sensible since she was a child, so she shouldn't cause any trouble.

Cheng Guanyue shook her head when she heard the words, she didn't want to say anything, and kept perfunctory with a smile: "It's just a small matter, don't worry, you also know about my mother's situation, she is often suspicious, after a while she will be fine. gone."

The mother and son on the other side didn't have time to ask any more questions.

Ye Tingfeng opened the door and was standing upstairs looking down.

Cheng Guanyue picked up the folder beside her, waved at her, and then greeted Mrs. Ye and Brother Ye, then hurried upstairs and followed Ye Tingfeng into the room.

"They have such a good relationship." Mrs. Ye couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"After all, since we grew up together, the relationship must be extraordinary." Brother Ye also echoed.

"It's just that Guanyue is so pitiful." Madam Ye sighed, "I don't know what happened this time."

"Why don't you ask Tingfeng later." Brother Ye said, "I'll ask A Yao later."

"Click."

Cheng Guanyue locked the door behind him as soon as he entered.

Ye Tingfeng glanced at her, didn't say much, sat by the small balcony by himself, and began to look through the itinerary he had just printed out.

"Angry?" Cheng Guanyue looked at Ye Tingfeng with a smile.

"No." Ye Tingfeng replied coldly, without raising his eyelids.

"Don't be angry, after all, I'm doing it for your own good, and you don't want to have a sister-in-law who is full of bad things and drags you out to block the gun at any time."

The sound insulation of each room in Ye's house is very good, so Cheng Guanyue and Ye Tingfeng's private conversation was not covered up.

Cheng Guanyue didn't compulsively put choices in front of them, but only made them realize that they were hurt, and they would naturally want to find out the truth.

Even if they don't really care that much, as long as they start to notice these small anomalies, over time, once, twice, thrice... Countless accumulations, they will naturally be shaken.

Although Big Brother Ye really likes Sister Cheng very much, the time he has known Sister Cheng is a bit short after all.

Cheng Guanyue was actually the younger sister whom he watched and grew up.

That poor, forbearing, and repeatedly backing down sister next door.

"My sister, although her heart is ruthless, it's a pity that her brain hasn't evolved much. Maybe my elder brother has never met such a fresh person before."

"Only this once." Ye Tingfeng said, "Don't go too far."

This is tacit consent.

She will cooperate with Cheng Guanyue.

Cheng Guanyue couldn't help smiling: "Of course, I still like my uncle, aunt, and elder brother very much. How could I let them get hurt?"

Ye Tingfeng raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "You owe me a favor."

To say that this matter has something to do with both of them.

But in fact, it has nothing to do with Ye Tingfeng, she will not always stay at home in the future, the Ye family prefers her as a biological daughter, even if Sister Cheng does marry in, she will not pose much threat to her.

If Sister Cheng does something after marrying in, the Ye family will find out her true face sooner or later. Brother Ye is not confused, he knows what the bottom line is.

The more urgent one is of course Cheng Guanyue, she can't wait that long.

Cheng Guanyue squinted her eyes and slapped the folder in her hand on the table. The "snap" was loud enough.

She and Ye Tingfeng looked at each other for a moment.

"Except for things related to Ji Fuzhou." Cheng Guanyue said, "It's only her, and I absolutely can't give it to you."

Ye Tingfeng snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "It's a long way to go."

Cheng Guanyue didn't take it seriously: "Then it's a deal."

Ye Tingfeng has no objection either.

Cheng Guanyue pulled out the chair and sat down.

It was a pretense to come to Ye Tingfeng to deliver things, but it was Sister Yu who sent them a detailed itinerary not long ago, and Cheng Guanyue printed it out and came directly to Ye's house.

She hasn't had time to look at it yet.

It may be to make time for them to rest, the schedule of the two of them for the next month is not too slow.

The most recent one is the recording of a variety show next week.

The ones that were separated for a longer period of time were separate activities, one went to guest TV dramas and MVs, and the other went to act in movies.

The original intention of the company is to let them increase their exposure. After all, it is not realistic to release new songs for a year without interruption. If they do not appear in front of the public for a long time, they will gradually be forgotten.

So they will also participate in some variety shows from time to time.

Cheng Guanyue prefers such a smooth road full of traffic and enthusiasm, while Ye Tingfeng obeys the arrangement, as long as it is not too much, she will do what the company says.

As long as it does not affect her writing and singing, she is willing to give back to the company as much as possible within her ability.

Only this time, Ye Tingfeng hesitated.

Cheng Guanyue had already browsed through the rest of the itinerary, but Ye Tingfeng was still stuck on the explanations of the variety show.

To be precise, it stopped on a certain name——

"An Qingyu"

For the event themed "Internet singers", in addition to the more famous recent Internet singers, two groups of former Internet singers, Fengyue and An Qingyu, were also invited.

Because their experiences are somewhat similar, they will have to be compared and say some polite words to compliment each other.

If it was the usual way, Ye Tingfeng would not care about such trivial matters.

But now, she has just seen this name not long ago, and she has become more concerned about it.

Ye Tingfeng was silent for a moment, picked up the phone, opened the browser, and began to search how many singers named "An Qingyu" there were.