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

Ji Fuzhou was silent for a moment.

"...Not really."

The truth is even quite the opposite.

It's just that of course you can't say this in front of An Qingyu.

Wang Bingxiao was a little surprised: "You met Ye Tingfeng again?"

Ji Fuzhou said "hmm": "Meet by chance."

It sounds like an excuse, but it seems very weak.

"How many times have you met by chance?" Wang Bingxiao couldn't help complaining, "This fate is really deep enough."

Ye Tingfeng didn't look like the kind of person who would pester him endlessly. He was a big star with a name and surname, and he wouldn't do such low-level things as a stalker.

Of course Ji Fuzhou was not.

Under such a premise, they still meet frequently, and they don't know whether they should say "God's will".

Ji Fuzhou smiled embarrassingly, and pushed the menu to Wang Bingxiao.

Wang Bingxiao realized that there were outsiders and it was inconvenient to say more, so she closed her mouth and focused on looking down at the menu.

Those words became other meanings in An Qingyu's ears.

Ji Fuzhou's words were vague, but people couldn't help but think about it. Wang Bingxiao's words seemed to be evidence.

"Staying with someone like Mr. Ye, the pressure will be great."

An Qingyu said "I understand" on her face, and comforted Ji Fuzhou with deep sympathy.

"It's not your fault that you can't get along. Although I heard that she is not a bad person, but I don't know why, but it makes people feel very distant. If it wasn't for me when we were recording a program, I would not even talk to her." I dare not tell her..."

However, for some reason, the more she comforted her, the harder the smile on Ji Fuzhou's face became.

Could it be that he hated it so much that he didn't even want to hear Ye Tingfeng's name?

An Qingyu was silently puzzled in her heart, but she still closed her mouth considerately, and didn't say any more.

Ji Fuzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, Ji Fuzhou and Wang Bingxiao sent An Qingyu home first.

When An Qingyu went upstairs, she looked back at every step, and enthusiastically asked Ji Fuzhou to hang out together next time, and promised that if there was a concert in the future, she would definitely reserve the ticket for the best seat.

"So you must not delete me." An Qingyu emphasized repeatedly.

Ji Fuzhou was a little helpless, but she said those words as a fan herself, so she nodded.

Only then was An Qingyu satisfied, and waved at the two of them: "Be careful on the way back, and let me know when you get home."

Ji Fuzhou and Wang Bingxiao watched her get on the elevator before turning and leaving.

After leaving the gate of the community, the two stopped the car on the side of the road, Wang Bingxiao finally couldn't suppress her curiosity.

"Does she like you?" Wang Bingxiao asked.

"Ah?" Ji Fuzhou was taken aback, "Why do you think so?"

"Didn't you say that you just met by chance before, and you just helped a little? Even if it's a life-saving grace, sending some money or high-end gifts is more sincere than a blank check like concert tickets."

However, when An Qingyu invited her to dinner, it was only a private restaurant.

Although it is indeed a very distinctive place, in terms of value alone, it is actually nothing.

Compared with the cost, it is more thoughtful.

The same is true for making appointments for concerts. It's not like giving a thank you gift, but more like making an appointment to meet next time.

What's more, from the meal to the way home, An Qingyu has always been very obvious.

She very much hopes to make friends with Ji Fuzhou, and is looking forward to the next meeting.

Thank you but not much.

No wonder Wang Bingxiao thought too much.

Leaving aside the previous relationship and identity, those ambiguous objects flirting back and forth are almost like this.

"Actually, she's quite cute." Wang Bingxiao touched her chin, looked at the sky and thought for a moment, "I can't say for sure what her actual personality is, but she looks like a good-natured person. Apart from being a star, maybe Apart from being in contact with Ye Tingfeng, I haven't seen any other shortcomings for the time being. If you are interested in her, I don't think you can give it a try..."

Ji Fuzhou stopped the taxi on the side of the road, pressed Wang Bingxiao's shoulder, and forced her into the back seat.

"You think too much." Ji Fuzhou said, "We've only met two or three times, how can we fall in love so quickly? And I don't have to fall in love, there's nothing wrong with being alone now."

"People always want to be with you." Wang Bingxiao whispered.

The driver in front turned his head and asked them, "Where are you going?"

After Ji Fuzhou reported the address, Wang Bingxiao kept his mouth shut.

After all, when it comes to celebrities, she won't talk nonsense in front of others.

The driver clicked on the navigation, and was a little surprised: "Going to the scenic spot so late? It should be closed now, and the car back to the city may not be able to catch it even later."

Ji Fuzhou replied, "We live near there."

The driver couldn't help but exclaimed: "Do you live in a hotel in the scenic area? It's really rich."

Ji Fuzhou smiled perfunctorily and didn't answer the question.

The driver didn't care too much, he was a chatterbox, but whenever a guest got on the bus, he couldn't help but talk about everything. He said that he had a good time, and it didn't matter whether the guest answered or not.

However, Wang Bingxiao has been dealing with customers all year round and is also a good communicator.

After a while, the two chatted enthusiastically.

From the recent gossip news to the local places of interest and specialties in City A, Wang Bingxiao took out his mobile phone and jotted it down, planning to find some time to check out the specialties he mentioned.

Ji Fuzhou leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

What Wang Bingxiao said still left some marks in her heart.

But what she thought of was not An Qingyu, but Ye Tingfeng.

The unexpected encounter not long ago is still vivid in her memory. At that time, she only felt embarrassed, and she didn't care about other things, and she didn't even dare to look into the other person's eyes.

She was afraid that once she met the other party's gaze, she would be shaken again.

Now that you have made a decision and rejected it, you must be thorough and never leave any room for regret.

Ji Fuzhou originally thought so.

But after they separated, she kept thinking about it.

The initial surprise and surprise on the face, and then the restrained smile, the small half step back, the calm and alienated greeting and farewell...

Every little detail was forcibly pulled out and played back bit by bit slowly.

The more I want to expel those shadows, the more I care for no reason.

There was a dull sound of brakes.

Ji Fuzhou woke up with a start.

There was a traffic light intersection ahead, the yellow light began to flash, a pedestrian rushed across the road, and the driver had to step on the brakes immediately.

The two people sitting in the back row rushed forward because of the sudden brake.

"Oh, it hurts." Wang Bingxiao bent down slightly while clutching her forehead.

"Where did you hit?" Ji Fuzhou froze for a moment, and quickly went to hold her hand, "I'm bleeding, are you okay?"

"No, no, nothing." Wang Bingxiao quickly waved her hand, "I just wiped my skin, it's all right."

She hit it while she was leaning on the back of the chair in front of her and clutching her phone.

The newly replaced mobile phone case is a bit heavy. Although the accessories look cute, the edges are a bit angular.

By such a coincidence, there was a bloodstain on his forehead.

Fortunately, it looked a little red, and a drop or two of blood seeped out, but it didn't fall any further.

Ji Fuzhou took out a tissue from the bag and handed it over, asking her to wipe off the blood beads that would not fall off first.

"If you're not in a hurry, put your phone in your bag first, and go back to disinfect it later..."

Wang Bingxiao nodded tearfully.

Ji Fuzhou sighed helplessly.

The original cranky things were suppressed.

Wang Bingxiao's wound was nothing serious, and after returning home, it was no longer painful, and even the marks would disappear in a few days.

They were already exhausted after spending a day outside.

After going back and washing up, they said good night and went back to their rooms to rest.

Ji Fuzhou also felt tired, and it was only after he lay down on the bed that he realized that he didn't reply to An Qingyu.

She braced herself up and reached for the phone beside the bed.

An Qingyu was still awake, and received Ji Fuzhou's news almost instantly.

Looking at the several messages sent by the other party one after another, even though Ji Fuzhou didn't feel that she had any ambiguous thoughts about him, he felt a little subtle.

The other party seemed to be specially waiting for her message to come.

This kind of serious expectation made Ji Fuzhou, who was always used to lowering his sense of existence, feel some pressure.

Ji Fuzhou hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but tactfully asked a question.

[Fuzhou: It’s just a matter of raising my hand for me to help you, another person would do the same, but you don’t need to take it to heart. ]

[Floating Boat: There is nothing special about me...]

[Fuzhou: I have already received your thanks, so don’t force yourself so much]

The status bar on the opposite side always shows "typing in progress".

Ji Fuzhou just waited dryly.

After a while, there was a message from the other side.

[Whispering: It's not forced]

[Whispering: Ah, sorry, did I bother you? ]

[Whispering: I don't mean to trouble you]

[Whispering: Originally, I just wanted to thank you, but later I found out that you seem to be someone I knew before...]

[Whispering: I thought it was just a dream of mine, maybe I will never really see you again]

……

[Floating boat: ...]

[Float: Before? ]

[Whispering: It should have happened more than ten years ago]

The "several" should be one or two.

They were both in middle school at the time.

An Qingyu and Ji Fuzhou can never be called "acquaintance", at most it is a relationship of "meet each other on the road and then forget about it completely".

The two do not live in the same district, and there is no place where they can meet in their daily lives, and the only contact they have had is indeed just a chance encounter.

On the weekend, An Qingyu was wandering on the street, and saw a gangster blackmailing a junior high school student on the corner of the street.

The thin little boy wearing glasses hugged his schoolbag against the wall and shivered with his neck shrunk.

It's not an uncommon thing either.

At that time, An Qingyu's family lived in a remote location, nearby was one of the worst middle schools in the city, and there were many people who dropped out of school and mixed up with the society.

It is not uncommon for students in the lower grades to blackmail money like this, and girls are still at risk of being molested.

In a pile of rotten people, there are only a handful of people who dare to stand out, and more people are powerless.

For example, An Qingyu.

An Qingyu hated those punks very much, but she was born thin and sickly since she was a child. She was no match for those punks who wandered outside all day.

Her parents also often warned her not to provoke those people easily, so as not to suffer unnecessary harm.

The family planned to save money early on, looked at the housing listings near An Qingyu School, and planned to change houses and move there directly when they met a suitable one.

As for those punks, her parents said: "Society will teach them to be human in the future."

Sounds like self-soothing.

It's like something like "you will be punished by God for doing bad things".

But in fact, the more unconscionable and shameless people live better.

An Qingyu was still resentful about this in her second year of middle school, and once questioned her life.

She could only curse in her heart that those people would be punished sooner.

Although she knew that it was more just self-comfort.

She didn't expect "society" to come so soon.

Just when An Qingyu was about to call the police, the group of gangsters set their sights on the newcomer again.

She was probably a high school student with longer hair, she looked like a girl, she was wearing the uniform of another school, and she walked slowly along the street with a bag on one shoulder.

Her footsteps were careless as if she was taking a walk, completely ignoring the malicious gazes of the punks.

An Qingyu's heart tightened, and she saw that the punks had surrounded her.

The girl stopped in her tracks, turned her head and glanced at the shivering little boy.

The little bastard was holding his back by the collar like a chick, grabbing his schoolbag with one hand, and walking towards her, completely blocking the surrounding roads.

An Qingyu hurriedly ran to the phone booth.

But when she ran over with great difficulty, she just grabbed the receiver and before she could dial, she heard the wailing of the punks.

She turned her head in surprise, and saw the usually arrogant little gangsters fell to the ground.

The passing girl casually threw the stolen schoolbag to the junior high school student, then turned around and left.

The footsteps are still sloppy, and the eyes staring at the front seem to be empty.

The incident of being blocked by gangsters didn't seem to affect her at all, it was as simple as picking up rubbish on the ground and throwing it into the trash can.

The punks were terrified. Two of them lost several front teeth, and another had a dislocated and a broken coccyx.

Their irresponsible parents jumped out one after another at this time, clamoring to find the murderer and compensate them for medical expenses.

However, those gangsters themselves had a lot of criminal records, and they didn't even dare to say that the other party was an underage girl for the sake of face.

And they don't know where to find that person.

In the end, this matter was left alone. Some of them did not dare to blackmail others because of psychological shadows, and some of them once hid the truth from their parents.

The surrounding streets have been stable for a while because of this.

The girl who happened to pass by was once An Qingyu's idol.

It's a pity that her idol has never appeared on that street since then.

When she recalled it by chance, she only remembered that girl standing alone at the intersection, looking indifferently at the traffic in front of her.

The green light ahead came on, and she crossed the road, blending in with the oncoming traffic.

Gone in the blink of an eye.

After a long time, An Qingyu even gradually began to doubt whether it was an illusion created by himself.

Later, she moved with her parents, and slowly buried that memory deep down.

[Whispering: Later, when I met Sister Fuzhou, I always felt a little familiar]

[Whispering: After so many years, it doesn't look like it has changed]

[Whispering: But it was my brother who mentioned you to me afterwards, so I was sure it was you]

In other words, it's...

[Qingyu: Sister Fuzhou, you are my long-lost idol! ]

The author has something to say: Zhou: ...?

Sorry, I was busy with the house some time ago, and I have been running outside. The update time is not stable. I finally settled all the things in the last place yesterday, and it has stabilized for the time being. I will resume daily updates starting today. No The accident is that the time is nine o'clock late, okay?