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After returning home, Qi Ji lay dead for a whole day, and finally Su Mianchao rushed to his house to pick him up, which also heralded the end of his wonderful vacation.

Qi Ji took off half of his pajamas, looked through the window at the already dark sky outside, and felt that time had passed too fast.

Su Mianchao's voice came from outside the door: "Have you packed up yet? My sister is waiting outside. It's been a while since we saw each other. Come out and get together."

Qi Ji: "Then we can get together at my house..."

"Don't make this up for me, who said that you want to socialize at the beginning, you will have no results if you escape like this..."

Qi Ji changed his clothes amidst Su Mianchao's nagging.His hair has been re-dyed back to blue-black, and he doesn't style it, just obediently sticking to his ears and covering his face, so he casually took a clip and pinned it to one side.

Qi Ji opened the door, Su Mianchao pushed him by the shoulder and pushed him out, saying as he walked, "When can you throw away that pillow on your bed?"

"Why throw it?" Qi Ji asked puzzled.

"Anyone who comes to your house will be shocked."

Su Mianchao casually complained.He can't understand Qi Ji's hobbies, but it doesn't matter, as long as a person's face is harmless enough and good-looking enough, no matter how weird hobbies are, someone can tolerate them.

Besides Su Qiaoqiao, there was another actor in the car. Qi Ji didn't know him, so he was a bit cramped. Fortunately, he was sitting in the co-pilot, so he didn't have to communicate with that person much.

When they got to the place, Su Qiaoqiao came over and said, "Qi Ji, you..."

Qi Ji preemptively said: "Are you in love?"

Su Qiaoqiao twitched a bit, but said immediately after she said: "Isn't he handsome?"

Qi Ji didn't see the man's face at all, after hesitating for a few seconds, Su Qiaoqiao said, "I know there is no handsome Wan Chukong."

Qi Ji: "...I'm not making comparisons."

The actor turned his head every three steps, and Qi Ji said, "Aren't you going with him? I think he's worried about you."

Su Qiaoqiao snorted softly, "Don't worry about him, you just had a quarrel yesterday, so you don't want to talk to him now. But what's the matter with you and Wan Chukong? After the party, you're so busy that you don't have time to ask."

She didn't see Wan Chukong and Qi Ji communicating that day, but she only knew that the two left early.

"It's just that we met at the party, and we get to know each other once we come and go." Qi Ji omitted many steps in the middle.

Su Qiaoqiao was skeptical, "Is that so? Is it that easy?"

Because in her impression, Qi Ji is not good at talking. Although he has a beautiful smile, he never takes the initiative to find topics to chat with others. He is a very restrained person in his bones.This is also the reason why Su Qiaoqiao firmly stood by Qi Ji when everyone made fun of him.

But now even the only person who was partial to Qi Ji had turned against him.

Once the venue passed ten o'clock, it became extremely lively, with seven or eight people automatically forming a group, and the lights were dimmed, making it a low-profile nightclub, but the fun was not that fancy.

Su Mianchao would not take Qi Ji and Su Qiaoqiao to a messy place, he would play and bring up the atmosphere, the atmosphere at his table was the best.

Qi Ji sat on the farthest side and drank carrot juice silently. People who were not familiar with him looked at his profile and thought he was sad, but he was actually thinking about when he would be able to leave.He has already drank two bottles of fruit juice, and since the last time he got drunk, he couldn't believe his drinking capacity. He was obviously fine at ordinary times, but why didn't he drink a few glasses that day...

Qi Ji got the answer in his thinking.

That bottle of wine was ordered by Wan Chukong that day, and he didn't pay attention to the degree at all.

Someone called Qi Ji's name, and Qi Ji hadn't lost his mind when he suddenly heard someone say, "Wan Chukong is here."

Qi Ji raised his head reflexively, and saw the ambiguous eyes of everyone.

Qi Ji: "...you guys are so boring."

One of them said: "Qi Ji, you don't even play with us, isn't it boring to be alone? You know Wan Chukong so well, why don't you call him over?"

Qi Ji bit the tip of his tongue, avoided one of the questions, and said with a smile: "You play your tricks, don't worry about me."

Su Qiaoqiao was familiar with the smile on his face, and knew that if there were too many booers, Qi Ji would be overwhelmed.

As a result, my boyfriend next to me said: "Hey, since we come out, let's play together, call Wan Chukong together, I haven't seen him in real life yet."

Su Qiaoqiao frowned at her boyfriend, who lowered his head and smiled provocatively: "Am I wrong? Why are you protecting him?"

"I said before that I was friends with Qi Ji." Su Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, "You..."

"Wan Chukong is here." Someone said something.

Qi Ji wasn't fooled this time, but there were more and more voices like this in his ears, and he raised his head just as he wanted to say stop making trouble.

In the end, Wan Chukong was really seen.

It's rare for a man not to wear formal clothes, and the casual clothes are also well-matched, without a smile on his face, he appears in front of Qi Ji with the most ordinary posture.

Qi Ji could barely hold the carrot juice in his hand, and two questions popped into his head at the same time.

The first one: Why did Wan Chukong appear here?

The second: why did he appear here?Why not stay in your own home!

Under everyone's breath-holding attention, Wan Chukong walked towards Qi Ji and said calmly, "Good evening."

Qi Ji froze, "...good evening."

Much like the first time they met, no one was familiar with anyone, polite and polite.

After receiving Qi Ji's response, Wan Chukong turned his head to look at the others, "Don't pay too much attention to me, I'm just here to find someone, and I'll leave right away, you guys continue."

I'm more concerned. It's self-evident who I'm looking for here, right? !

At this moment, the alarm bells in everyone's minds were ringing, all of them were: Wan Chukong is here to pick someone up!

Wan Chukong turned back and continued to ask, "Did you have fun?"

Qi Ji: "Are you happy...or unhappy?"

No answer feels right.

Wan Chukong raised his head, ran his fingers across the hair on the top of his head, touched the slender clip, and then fell down, as if to touch Qi Ji's eyes, but just stopped, the shadow of his fingers fell on Qi Ji Tea brown pupils.

"Are you wearing contact lenses?"

"No." Qi Ji didn't know why he was so obsessed with this matter.

Wan Chukong made a judgment without authorization: "Then it didn't come out on purpose."

Qi Ji thought to himself, do as you like, anyway, they were entertaining just now, and they are entertaining now, just now they were playing games and singing, but now they are entertaining us.

Wan Chukong lowered his head, and this time his fingers actually landed on his hair, "Then do you want to go?"

It's not a good thing to leave under the eyes of everyone, but if he doesn't leave now, he will be the one who will be unlucky in a while.

Qi Ji nodded decisively.

Only then did Wan Chukong smile, took the drink in his hand and put it on the table, "Let's go then, do you want to say hello to your friend?"

Qi Ji looked at Su Mianchao subconsciously, and Su Mianchao immediately gave him a thumbs up, almost getting the words "Dude, go on the road" engraved on his face.

Qi Ji sighed deeply, "No need."

Wan Chukong seemed very satisfied, and walked towards another table, only then did Qi Ji see Chen Shenghang, who was also looking at him with a rather complicated expression.

The two chatted about something, Qi Ji saw that the other party looked at him frequently, and was still hesitating whether to go over and say hello, but fortunately Wan Chukong ended it without saying a word.

After going out, Qi Ji asked him, "How did you get here?"

"Drive." Wan Chukong replied.

Qi Ji was frustrated, that's not what he wanted to ask.

Wan Chukong seemed to notice it, and just deliberately teased him, "I sent you a message and you didn't reply, it happened that Chen Shenghang was here, and he said you were there."

Qi Ji said, "I didn't see it, and..."

He shouldn't have said and.

Seeing Wan Chukong looking over, he still bit the bullet and continued to say, "Every time you don't reply to me first." Why isn't he allowed to not reply a few times now and then?

Wan Chukong moved closer, as if observing him, but it shouldn't be this way of observation.

"You really hold a grudge."

Before Qi Ji could speak, he said again, "Come out to play when you have time, and reply to my message if you don't have time."

Qi Ji finally knew what the weirdness in Wan Chukong's character looked like, like a child, or the kind of child who would make trouble alone and then reconcile with you without authorization.

That's right, Wan Chukong is only one year older than him.

So Qi Ji laughed, under the dim light at night, she was as beautiful as a star falling in the darkness, fleeting.

Wan Chukong lowered his head, and the two of them got closer and closer, breathing caught in their breath.

Qi Ji realized that the distance was not good, and just as he was about to take a step back, Wan Chukong said, "Your face is so red."

Qi Ji felt the heat on his face, "...because you are too close."

"Really?" Wan Chukong said softly, "It can be a little closer."

Qi Ji didn't ask how close he could be, and the corner of his eye was suddenly touched by a slightly rough fingertip.

"Very good, I didn't cry this time." Wan Chukong said.

Qi Ji was stunned.

Wan Chukong looked at him, "Don't you remember? At your house last week, you hugged me and cried."

Qi Ji: "..."

Has anything so embarrassing ever happened?He had forgotten all about it, and suddenly he didn't want to know what happened that night at all.

Anyway, nothing happened to the two of them!

Wan Chukong didn't seem to remember his appearance when he saw him, so he said, "I was startled by your sudden tears."

Qi Ji raised his hand, not knowing whether to cover his ears or the other's mouth.

Wan Chukong smiled, and there was a hint of mischievousness in the smile.

"Finally fell asleep on my shoulder."

Qi Ji chose to cover Wan Chukong's mouth.

Last Wednesday night at Qi Ji's home

After Wan Chukong finished saying "you can touch", Qi Ji didn't know which string was touched, blinked his eyes twice, and tears poured out of his eyes.

Before Wan Chukong could react, Qi Ji threw him into his arms.

The man froze at first, and then attracted by the whimpering, he lowered his head and patted Qi Ji's head hesitantly, but the words he said didn't sound like comfort: "Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet."

Qi Ji muttered, but he couldn't hear clearly at all, so he could only pull away the hand that was holding him tightly, but he was still a little dazed when he really saw Qi Ji's face.

It wasn't very tragic, but tears were all over his face, and Qi Ji wept quietly and softly.

"I'm so tired..." He sobbed softly, wiped his tears himself, rubbed his eyes with his wrist rudely, but was stopped by Wan Chukong, and continued to cry, "I'm just tired, sleepy and tired."

Wan Chukong is not very good at coaxing people, he is tired of people's tears, but not with Qi Ji.

It was he who chose him, an obedient and well-behaved cat.

He will be patient.

"Then go to bed." Wan Chukong said as he helped him wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and stuck a tissue to the corner of Qi Ji's eyes, tears soaked the paper, he was still very clumsy and hadn't learned true gentleness.

"No...you can't rest, you can't sleep."

As Qi Ji spoke, he stretched out his hand to Wan Chukong's waist again to encircle him. Wan Chukong subconsciously straightened his back, but he didn't push it away.Qi Ji felt safe and put his head on his shoulder.

This is too much, the distance is too much, the temperature is too much, the heartbeat of two people melts into one.

"You can sleep." Wan Chukong said, "I will carry you back to bed in a while."

Qi Ji murmured a few more times, Wan Chukong heard it this time, and turned his head awkwardly.

"I'm not your mother."

##

"You still call me mother." Wan Chukong said without changing his expression, even though his mouth was already covered by Qi Ji.

Qi Ji blushed, apologizing and telling Wan Chukong to stop talking.

The evening wind in August is warm, making people's hearts itchy and hot.

He didn't move his hand away until Wan Chukong didn't speak, he was vigilant about his every move like a cat.

"Chen Shenghang said you were drinking." Wan Chukong still stared at him, "I'm afraid you'll be called mom if you're drunk, so come and have a look."

Qi Ji: "...I don't know, and what I drink is a drink."

"Well, I know, you will blush when you drink, even though it's very red now." As if just to verify his words, Wan Chukong pressed Qi Ji's face with his thumb.

What kind of relationship do they have?Those ambiguous photos entered Qi Ji's mind again.

Although he denied it to his agent before, he couldn't convince himself at this moment.

"Those photos on the Internet..." Qi Ji looked up at Wan Chukong, "You should have seen it, right?"