The wind lives in this life policy

Due to Feng Ce's limited personality, Ye Xiaofeng thought that regular meetings were not suitable for Feng Ce, so he simply let him sit next to the cash register, and the surrounding area was pulled out by the cordon for a certain distance, and many people had already picked up their clothes and ran to line up Pay and wait to meet the idol face to face.

Under the planning of Ye Xiaofeng and An Yan, the scene was indeed not too chaotic, most of the fans were attracted by the video, and the rest were in a hurry to buy clothes. After finishing the clothes, you can go directly to Feng Ce to ask for an autograph.

The mentality of most celebrity fans is really easy to guess, and they are very contented. They often don’t need their idols to do more, even if they just sit there, sign an autograph, and leave a smile, they are so exciting.

This kind of psychology of admiration and liking is actually the simplest and most real. Ye Xiaofeng always believes that when faced with such a complete sincerity, all a star can do is to do his best to satisfy.

And Feng Ce's thinking is exactly the same as Ye Xiaofeng's.Before in Lijiang, he was deeply moved by the behavior of these fans, so at today's meeting, Feng Ce no longer grudged his expression, put away his old silence, and tried his best to smile when facing the fans.

His smile was no longer out of Ye Xiaofeng's request, but out of gratitude from the bottom of his heart. Feng Ce was grateful for these innocent people who came from such a long distance, just to take a look at himself.

The live broadcast videos on Baidu Fengce's official post bar were uploaded one after another.

It wasn't crowded at the beginning, but it slowly turned into a crowd. As the video on the LCD began to play in the second loop, more and more people crowded to the counter after watching the video.

In order to let friends who failed to come to the scene see clearly, a fan took a mobile phone and recorded from the beginning of the queue until the payment was made. He walked up to Feng Ce and asked expectantly: "Feng, Feng Ce..." Looking at the young high school student, the fans looked anxious, and their voice trembled nervously, "Hello, I have many friends who can't come to the scene, but they really like you very much, can you invite Feng, Feng Ce say a few words to them..." Then he handed over the dark blue sweater that was exactly the same as Feng Ce's.

Feng Ce took it, and subconsciously turned to look at Ye Xiaofeng, hoping to get some hints.

Unexpectedly, the person who was busy at the side just a moment ago has disappeared.

Feng Ce was a little surprised, but there was nothing he could do. Thinking of Ye Xiaofeng's warning, he smiled at the fan in front of him, "Okay." "It's a pity that I can't see you today. I hope to see you next time. I will look forward to it. Thank you for your love."

After speaking, he nodded towards the camera, as if thanking those who could not see him.

The little girl was so excited that she couldn't even hold her phone steadily. She stared blankly at her idol with her head lowered, earnestly scribbling on the clothes, and signed her golden name with a bright gold pen.

There are actually not many strokes in the name, but her idol still signed it very carefully, so the chicness hidden in Feng Ce's character is clearly displayed in the dark blue background through the name.

When the sonorous and powerful handwriting sinks in the soft clothing, you can definitely feel the tenderness hidden in this name.

The long signing lasted from 02:30 to [-]:[-] p.m., and the people in the queue meandered down from the seventh floor of the top floor around the oval corridor, and the stairs were full of fans who came here admiringly.At six o'clock in the evening, YLF's public relations department distributed bread and mineral water to all fans according to Ye Xiaofeng's request in advance, and everyone had a share.

This care and thoughtfulness was attributed to Feng Ce, and countless fans were moved to tears on the Internet.

Five hours of continuous signing, even Feng Ce was a bit overwhelmed. After signing in, I almost didn’t know how to write the word Feng Ce. When I was about to ask the staff for a glass of water, a white shirt Handed it to him.

"Hello, Feng Ce."

A familiar voice sounded from above, and Feng Ce suddenly raised his head.

Someone was standing quietly two steps away across the cordon, staring at him seriously, and then said something word by word, neither heavy nor light.

He said, "I..." and paused.

He said, "I admire you very, very much, and... like you very, very much..."

Speaking of liking, a slight blush appeared on the other party's face.

Feng Ce stared intently, and at the moment when his eyes met, he completely forgot what to do.

The young figure was standing in the crowded hall. The two of them stood and sat, one tall and the other low. The bright lights of the hall hit him, leaving a soft halo, hazy like a dream.

If this is a movie, then this scene must be deeply rooted in people's hearts.

God used a magical pen, and time used a blink of an eye to make them appear here at the same time.And here, there are so many people watching, so many people listening, looking back and thinking about it, witnessing this moment, there are so many conditions to come together, but each one is so difficult.

Ye Xiaofeng suddenly discovered that their encounter was not so easy.

This is the true definition of miracle.

"I know it's silly for a big man to chase after stars..." Ye Xiaofeng took a deep breath, which kind of cheered him up, "But I still want to say it in front of your face."

No, not in front of you... Actually, I just want to say it in front of so many people, because maybe I will never have the chance to say these things in public like today.

Feng Ce tightened his grip on the pen.

"No matter what others will say..." Ye Xiaofeng lowered his head, his soft hair hanging between his eyebrows.

No matter what others will say about us in the future.

"It doesn't matter what will happen in the future..." Ye Xiaofeng bent the corners of his eyes, leaving green and innocent smile lines.

It doesn't matter what others think of us in the future.

Ye Xiaofeng took half a step forward, carefully described every detail and every aspect of this man's face, and then firmly remembered it in his heart, even if one day, he would face countless accusations, even if one day, God took back his It's a miracle, but at least now, he is trying his best to use such an unreasonable method to tell this person he likes the most, I like you the most, in front of so many people.

"I support you and love you forever."

As I said, Feng Ce, I will always like you.

In the end, Ye Xiaofeng smiled lightly, still the same as when Feng Ce first met, calm and fearless, and sincere.

"Can you sign it for me?"

Feng Ce lowered his head in a daze, holding the pen, but was at a loss.

He knew very well that he should immediately leave his name on this white shirt, and then, like every fan before, shook hands with a smile and said goodbye with a smile...

There were already many people looking towards them, although they couldn't see Ye Xiaofeng's face from this angle, and were even blocked by Ye Xiaofeng's height, so they couldn't see their own expressions... But Feng Ce just felt that he couldn't do it.

I don't want to do it either.

Even the hand holding the pen began to tremble, deeply shocked by Ye Xiaofeng's sudden move.

How can I not understand the carefulness in the other person's words, how can I not see the apprehension and worry on the other person's expression clearly, I have a lot to say, and I have a lot to do... I have so many thoughts to pour into, but I am grounded In this position, nothing can be done.

Feng Ce suddenly hated why he wanted to become a star.

He couldn't help asking himself, how long will this star... When will he be able to hold this person in his arms openly.

"it is good……"

Feng Ce's voice was very dark, and then he turned his face sideways and took a few breaths to calm down his already turbulent state of mind. After confirming that he would not lose his composure, Feng Ce's eyes fell back on the white shirt again. The pen adjusted repeatedly, and finally wrote down slowly.

And Feng Ce wrote very fast, as if something was desperately urging him to finish writing as soon as possible, and if he paused for a while, all previous efforts would be wasted.

"Thank you."

At the same time as he finished writing, Feng Ce half closed his eyes and thanked him softly.

He didn't raise his head to look at Ye Xiaofeng again, he was afraid that if he caught the wink in the halo again, he would lose control of himself.

Ye Xiaofeng took the shirt and glanced around. After making sure that no one noticed something was wrong, he stopped staying, smiled, turned and left.

The moment he turned around, Feng Ce raised his head, watching his back in the crowd of people, going further and further away, until he saw that back disappearing in the bustling crowd, no trace, no reason, Feng Ce's heart was full of excitement. There was a deep pain.

The meeting was delayed from two o'clock in the afternoon until nearly ten o'clock in the evening before the curtain was slowly drawn down.

Thanks to the strong support of the two major companies, the inventory is not in a hurry, and half of the clothes in the entire flagship store have been emptied, which shows how amazing the purchasing power of Fengce fans is.

Of course, this is not only due to Feng Ce's star power, but also to the amazing clothes designed by D&D this time.

An Yan perfectly combines the shopping needs of the 20-year-old and 30-year-old age groups. After all, they are the real purchasing power of this era. Coupled with the correct publicity and planning, from this moment on, An Yan's dreamed wish has finally come true. possible to realize.

After Feng Ce closed the flagship store, he immediately went to find Ye Xiaofeng.

But after looking around but seeing no one, he finally picked up his cell phone and dialed.

In fact, Ye Xiaofeng didn't go anywhere. He hid in the car in the parking lot alone, eating hamburgers and drinking Coke. When Feng Ce finally found someone, he saw such a scene.

I don't know why, maybe it was overshadowed by Ye Xiaofeng's previous two accidents. As long as Feng Ce didn't see Ye Xiaofeng, he felt something was wrong, and he was afraid that this person would have another accident without his knowing.

Feng Ce now personally understands a word, all trees are soldiers.

"Are you hungry? I'll save it for you." Ye Xiaofeng took out a hamburger from the plastic bag, "It's still hot, so let's order it."

Feng Ce heaved a sigh of relief, he seemed to have relieved the anxiety of not being able to find anyone, took the burger, opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

As soon as he sat down, Ye Xiaofeng turned around and leaned on the back of the driver's seat, then picked up the shirt, and said in an indignant tone, "You are so good at signing for others, why do you sign like Fei when it's my turn... Yes," Ye Xiaofeng stuffed the hamburger into his mouth, pointed to the writing on his clothes, "what did you write..."

Feng Ce was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"You bully me for not understanding Tang poetry, right? I just checked!"

Seeing the man on the opposite side stuffed with hamburgers and his mouth bulging, Feng Ce couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching it, "How about checking?"

"Your poem, write it indiscriminately!"

Feng Ce raised his eyebrows, "Scribble?"

"This, this poem is written to my dead wife... I'm not dead yet, how did you write such a sentence?"

Feng Ce was speechless, shook his head and sighed, "Is this your understanding?" Sure enough, Tang Wei's words were verified. Even if he tried to complain, this idiot might not understand. not bad.

"Say it yourself! Weijiang will keep his eyes open all night long to repay his eyebrows that have not been raised in his life... Look, Baidu explained it this way, he can only keep his eyes open all night thinking about you, and repay your eyebrows that cannot be stretched all his life, but the problem is, This person is his wife, and his wife is dead! Dead! I'm not dead yet!!"

Feng Ce was so angry and funny, he made a sudden move, grabbing Ye Xiaofeng's collar and dragging him from the front seat.

Ye Xiaofeng was startled, and was about to move, but was locked tightly in Feng Ce's arms.

"What are you doing? Be careful not to be seen!"

"No one saw it."

In fact, Feng Ce seemed indifferent, but Ye Xiaofeng didn't know that Feng Ce's every inadvertent move was after he carefully observed his surroundings.

Feng Ce pinched Ye Xiaofeng's swollen face, thinking that Ye Xiaofeng's way of eating was very funny.

"good."

He messed up the hair on Ye Xiaofeng's forehead, and then slowly straightened it along the hairline, "This poem is indeed in memory of his deceased wife, but you might as well think so..."

The distance between the two was so close that Ye Xiaofeng could smell the clean and fresh breath under Feng Ce's skin, and Feng Ce could smell the aroma of food in Ye Xiaofeng's mouth.

"What do you think?"

Weijiang keeps his eyes open all night long, in repayment for not raising his eyebrows in his life... I saw Feng Ce buried his face deeply into Ye Xiaofeng's collarbone, took a deep breath of the warmth that only belonged to Ye Xiaofeng, and felt comfortable all over.

"You might as well think that I promised you that from now on, no matter what Ye Xiaofeng thinks or does, Feng Ce will understand. Yu Yan Yu Yan Yu Yan"

Although he comes from ancient times, he doesn't know enough about modern times, but throughout the ages, tragedies brought out by different classes and identities abound, and the style is very clear.

He has seen too much.

Feng Ce didn't know how the love between the star and his assistant would turn out, but seeing Ye Xiaofeng being so cautious, he guessed that once it was announced to the public, the result would not be too good.

He didn't want Ye Xiaofeng to bear all of this, but what was powerless was that he didn't know much about it, and he had to go through Ye Xiaofeng to understand many things.

But even so, there is one thing he is sure of. If there is such a day, he will be willing to give up everything in front of him.

Not without nostalgia.

It's not that there are no regrets for following so many favorites.

But he also said that he has never been a good person, he is not as perfect as Ye Xiaofeng imagined, sometimes compared to Ye Xiaofeng, Feng Ce feels that he is more selfish.

If possible, he even wanted to abandon all of this and take Ye Xiaofeng back to the past, back to his world, and love each other wantonly.

But it's just imagination after all.

Fool... Feng Ce sighed silently.

However, after sighing, he couldn't help but feel a little rejoiced.

Fortunately, his Xiaofeng didn't have to understand the true meaning of this poem.

There is no need to understand Yuan Zhen's mood when writing this poem.

Once, Feng Ce prayed to God, and prayed to God that his Xiaofeng would never have to understand what kind of pain and regret, misery and despair were hidden behind this poem.

There is nothing more sad than the loss of a loved one forever.

Feng Ce gently clasped him to his chest and hugged him tightly.

May you never have the chance to experience... Ye Xiaofeng.