The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

"Yes yes yes, my fault, this is just a small wind and small wave for us."

Si Jiamu ignored the fight between the two, and just looked at the screen.

Song Yuhao's Weibo copy didn't use any of his own edits, it's very simple, but the effect is very good.

[Recently, I found a very capable junior, I hope to have a chance to battle. @HIT——Ke Haoyan. 】

There is also a sharing link at the bottom, which is Ke Haoyan's original creation.

Si Jiamu clicked on this Weibo comment. Compared with the previous hostile comment, it is now much more peaceful.

He went to watch Ke Haoyan's chat again, and the situation improved a lot.

The rivalry between the two ended.

Si Jiamu leaned back on the chair again, and Ke Haoyan had already finished reading Weibo, with his arms crossed, "Battle is battle, who is afraid of whom!"

Hearing this, Yang Yu stretched out his hand and gave Ke Haoyan a slap, "Are you really stupid or fake? This is equivalent to speaking for you indirectly. After ending this scolding war, you are still fighting, what are you talking about?! Give me your phone!"

Ke Haoyan pouted, and handed over the phone.

Seeing Yang Yu opened Weibo, he leaned over, "What are you doing?"

"What else can you do? He is a senior, and he took the initiative to help you speak. It would be very rude for you not to reply." Yang Yu edited a Weibo and posted it while talking.

[Thank you senior for your compliment, I am still inexperienced, and I look forward to learning from seniors. @WHO——Song Yuhao]

After finishing the work, I also clicked the attention.

After everything was done, Yang Yu threw the phone back into Ke Haoyan's arms, and whistled to start the car. From his out-of-tune whistle, he could feel his excitement at the moment.

Sending the two back to the dormitory, Yang Yu left happily.

Luo Siyuan and the others also received news from Yang Yu in the group, knowing that the incident was over, they were also happy for Ke Haoyan, but they still couldn't help frowning when they saw a pile of shopping bags slowly.

Luo Siyuan helped them bring it in, and couldn't help but scold, "Why did you buy so many things again? Which boss did you clear out for today?"

Qi Yuxing looked the two of them up and down, and asked, "What about the clothes on your body? What about the original ones? Was it robbed?"

"No, this is our disguise." Ke Haoyan briefly explained, put the bought food in the refrigerator, and put the rest in the room, "What are you going to do for dinner tonight? Do you need my help?"

Pu Ruize just came out of the piano room, when he heard this sentence, he showed his strength as a great vocalist, and screamed and refused, "NO! I don't want it!"

Si Jiamu pulled him into the room, "Let Brother Siyuan and Yu Xing take care of it, the two of us go to sort out the things we bought."

"also."

Seeing Ke Haoyan return to the room, the three people in the living room all heaved a sigh of relief.

Si Jiamu emptied the shopping bags one by one, put them away, finally looked at the ones lying on the bed, and sighed helplessly.

They were all useless trinkets, and Ke Haoyan bought them because he simply thought they looked pretty.

He turned to look at the dormitory, and almost all the cabinets had been placed with decorations.

Picking up a few and hugging them in his arms, Si Jiamu put a few in Luo Siyuan and Qi Yuxing's room, and put a few in Priize's room, and finally put some on the toilet tank. It's set up.

When they came out, Luo Siyuan and the others were still busy in the kitchen, Si Jiamu went back to the room and saw Ke Haoyan's lyrics book.

It was used when he specially created rap words, and he usually keeps them as treasures, so he won't throw them around easily.

Si Jiamu went to help him pick it up, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the content on it.

The latest page is full of my name.

Si Jiamu's eyes darkened, he closed the notebook, and was about to put it away, when Ke Haoyan ran out from nowhere and snatched it away, with a nervous expression, just like a primary school student's diary being peeped by his mother.

"Why are you reading my lyrics book?"

Well, the villain filed a complaint first.

Si Jiamu folded his arms around his chest and stared at him calmly, "Obviously you put the mess first, I'll tidy it up for you, forget it if you don't thank me, and turn around and slander me. Hao Yan, this doesn't fit your rapper keepreal personality. .”

"Then I thank you." Ke Haoyan thanked quickly, but still did not forget to take responsibility, "But I just saw that you were reading my lyrics book."

"Accidentally saw it." Si Jiamu didn't intend to hide it, "What? I wrote my name so many times, do you want to write a song with me as inspiration, or do you want to put it here and play a trick on me?"

"I'll give you a voodoo? It's obviously you who made the voodoo, okay?"

Ke Haoyan muttered to himself, but Si Jiamu didn't hear clearly, "Huh?" But Ke Haoyan stopped talking, carefully put away the lyrics book, and went to the basement.

After the company rented the villa, they converted the basement into a practice room, and a few people would go there to practice when they had nothing to do.

But Ke Haoyan used to not practice, but to vent.

It was too embarrassing to be discovered just now, he couldn't face Si Jiamu now, so he simply sweated.

He turned up the music so loudly that it shook his eardrum a little, but he didn't care.

Till finally he was tired and collapsed on the ground, he turned off the sound, heard the sound of the door being pushed open, looked up and saw that it was Si Jiamu.

"The meal is ready, come up."

After Si Jiamu finished speaking, he left, and Ke Haoyan hurriedly followed.

A few people are staying at home today, and there is nothing to consume. In the evening, they have a simple braised bean noodles, but it is also delicious.

After dinner, Si Jiamu helped Qi Yuxing clean up the dishes. Ke Haoyan saw it and came over, "Let me help you."

Qi Yuxing glanced at Ke Haoyan, and silently withdrew, "Then you two clean up, I'll go find Siyuan."

After finishing speaking, there were only the two of them left, and Si Jiamu didn't speak, just quietly washing. In the kitchen, apart from the sound of water, there was the sound of dishes colliding.

Ke Haoyan could feel that something was wrong with Si Jiamu's mood, he thought it was caused by his "Si Jiamu" full of pages, he was cautious, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

After Si Jiamu finished washing, he rinsed his hands with water, took out a tissue to dry himself, returned to his room, took a shower and changed into pajamas. The whole process was very quiet, without any unnecessary sound.

Ke Haoyan just stayed like this, and suddenly felt that he couldn't stay any longer.

After taking a shower, he wiped his wet hair with a towel twice, dragged the hair dryer over, and stuffed it into Si Jiamu's hand, "Jiamu, help me dry my hair."

"I don't have long hands?"

"I practiced too much just now, and now my hands are so sore that I can't lift them~"

Si Jiamu still didn't make a move, "Then I will report to Brother Yu tomorrow and ask him to strengthen your physical training."

"Jiamu, it's really sour. If you don't blow it, I'll just sleep like this. Anyway, it's cold at night. If I catch a cold..."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Haoyan saw Si Jiamu plugged in the hair dryer, and gave him a pair of blank eyes speechlessly, "Where did you learn the trick of acting like a baby? Now you dare to make fun of your own health. I think you are a fool." itch."

"call--"

The warm air from the hair dryer came out slowly, and Si Jiamu gently fiddled with Ke Haoyan's hair, blowing it very carefully.

After blowing his hair, Ke Haoyan finally felt relieved.

It seems that this time I'm not angry with him, that's fine, that's fine.

Ke Haoyan shook his dry hair, pulled out the hair dryer and put it away, turned around and jumped onto Si Jiamu's bed, and hugged him, "Turn off the lights, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Hearing this, Si Jiamu's goosebumps were about to fall off, so he reached out and turned off the light.

I touched the phone, found the location of the interface, and was about to charge it, when it rang twice.

An ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he subconsciously didn't want to look at it, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity.

Open it, see [Song Yuhao]'s name, take a deep breath.

[Jiamu, have you seen Weibo?I also asked the management team to communicate with the support club. The fans have already talked about this matter, and they will not target Haoyan again. 】

[Jiamu, I apologize to you for what happened before, really, I'm sorry. 】

【Jiamu, my mother misses you very much. No matter how bad she is, she is still your aunt. She used to love you the most. Come and see her. 】

Si Jiamu stared straight at it for a long time. Finally, the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically. Then he came to his senses and plugged in the phone to charge it.

He moved his body slightly, Ke Haoyan's arms tightened a bit, and the two of them wanted to stick together.

Si Jiamu sighed and finally stopped moving.

The continuous rotation of the past few days, finally lost the schedule, Yang Yu came to quarrel early yesterday morning, today can be regarded as making up for it.

Until eleven o'clock at noon, the five people got up one after another.

Si Jiamu opened his eyes and felt a heavy chest. He lowered his head and saw Ke Haoyan's arms and legs resting on top of him.

He looked sideways, and it seemed that Ke Haoyan was still in a deep sleep, and it seemed that he wouldn't wake up for a while.He didn't move, just stared at the ceiling.

The news from Song Yuhao last night came to mind again.

He remembered that when he was a child, his aunt really loved him, and always wanted to leave him with any delicious food, and would always bring him one when she saw something interesting, and would often visit him at home, staying for several days God, take him to the shopping mall, to the amusement park, to buy toys...

Going home to see now, at least two-thirds of his toy box was bought by his aunt.

My aunt always said that he was the most beautiful and best-looking child she had ever seen.

In Si Jiamu's mind, the scene of his aunt hugging him, rubbing his head, and sitting on the swing slowly swaying, at that time, aunt would always tell him stories.Andersen's fairy tales, Aesop's fables, One Thousand and One Nights... No matter what he wants to hear, my aunt can always tell it.

At that time, he also liked to cling to his aunt, and his mother was jealous at that time.

However, it changed after all.My aunt's kindness was wiped out by Song Yuhao in the end.