After amnesia, she and her top-notch ex-boyfriend went on a variety show

Early the next morning, Bai Hao, who was still asleep, heard the nightmarish ringtone again.

"Ok?"

Half asleep and half awake, Bai Hao picked up the phone, put his hand on his face, and closed his eyes again.

On the other end of the phone was Chi Mo's cold voice, "Still sleeping?"

"Well, Mr. Chi, what can you do?" Bai Hao replied in a daze. He had just been woken up, and his voice was still a little hoarse.

I listened to the music all night last night, and didn't fall asleep until I saw the dim light in the sky. Unexpectedly, I was sleeping soundly, so I received a call from the boss.

"Are you going to miss work on your first day at work?"

"Huh? Isn't today a rest?"

Last night, Bai Hao looked at Chi Mo's itinerary on purpose, and decided to stay overnight after confirming that he had no work today.

"Just because I'm resting doesn't mean you're resting. Come here quickly, I'm hungry."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Hao scratched his head irritably, imitating Chi Mo's tone like a parrot: "Come here quickly, I'm hungry—"

Struggling to sit up from the bed, looking at the diary next to the pillow, he said "Come on" as if to cheer himself up.

The clouds in the sky are gloomy, as if there is some giant living there, ready to swallow the world at any time, the whole city is shrouded in low pressure, pedestrians on the road are hurrying, trying to get home before the heavy rain comes.

"It's not going to rain..."

Bai Hao took the breakfast he bought at the gate of the community, and hail a taxi casually.

I was in a hurry to go out, so I didn't check the weather forecast. Fortunately, I was wearing a hoodie, so I could cover it up if it rained.

The radio was turned on in the car, and the driver said while driving, "I'm afraid it will rain heavily today."

Bai Hao smiled approvingly, and thought to himself, don't do it.

Taking advantage of the current vacancy, Bai Hao sent a message to Xiaolu, asking what his work content was on Chi Mo's rest day.

Received a reply quickly.

Mr. Lu: You don't need anything. Brother Chi doesn't like being disturbed on his rest day the most. You can play with peace of mind today.

Looking at the message sent by Xiaolu, Bai Hao fell into confusion, how could it be different from what Chi Mo said.

Sure enough, good spirits do not work, bad spirits.

When the taxi arrived at the main entrance of the Qingshan Mansion, there was lightning and thunder outside, and there was a torrent of rain. The rainwater on the ground seemed to be bubbling, ready to overturn the land at any moment.

"Rich people have a lot of things to do. Look at the weather and I won't let you in. You didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" the driver turned around and said worriedly.

Except for private cars with registered licenses, foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter the Qingshan Mansion. Even the takeaway brother can only deliver it to the gate. He also went downstairs to pick up the takeaway ordered for Chi Mo last night.

"It's okay, thank you." Bai Hao put on his hoodie, ready to sprint.

As soon as he got out of the car, Bai Hao felt the majesty of the rainstorm. Accompanied by gusts of north wind, the cold invaded his body in an instant. Raindrops the size of marbles kept beating on his body. The scraping made him involuntarily quicken his pace.

When he appeared at the porch of Chi Mo's house, he seemed like a drowned chicken.

The wide brim of the hat covered half of his face, only his lean and perfect jaw line was exposed, and the rain dripped down his trouser legs, dizzying a halo of light.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" Chi Mo crossed his arms and looked helplessly at the drowned chicken.

"Did not bring……"

To be precise, it was lost.

Bai Hao shivered uncontrollably, raised his head slightly, poked his eyes out from the gap in his hat, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Mr. Chi, your breakfast is ruined."

Bai Hao raised the takeaway with his right hand, and there was water visible to the naked eye in the plastic bag.

The veritable "soaked".

Chi Mo took the takeaway and threw it on the bar in the kitchen, "Go take a shower first, change into dry clothes, no..."

After a pause, he swallowed the words "don't catch a cold", and changed the wording, "don't stain my floor."

"Oh." Bai Hao responded softly.

Today's Chi Mo looks a little different. The first two times I saw him, he was wearing perfect makeup and hair. From a distance, he had the halo of a star. Today, he has a more homely atmosphere.

The dark brown hair was scattered softly, the deep eyebrows were imprisoned by the broken hair on the forehead, and the protruding collarbone was loomingly revealed on the neckline of the black home clothes, giving an inexplicable sense of abstinence.

Bai Hao followed Chi Mo into his master bedroom, leaving wet footprints along the way.

Dark curtains, gray bedding, and a beige floral carpet beside the bed, just like his living room, simple and monotonous.

There were several sets of photos on the cabinet by the door, one of which caught his attention. In the photo were two boys, the older one looked twelve or thirteen years old, and the other was younger, about seven or eight years old.

The little boy was wearing a birthday hat and was making a wish on the cake with his eyes closed, while the older boy looked at him dotingly. It should be a very happy birthday party.

Bai Hao found that the big boy's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Chi Mo, could this be when he was a child?

When I looked at his profile yesterday, it seemed that he had an older brother and no younger brother, so who is this little boy?

Could it be...these two are his sons?

Bai Hao was immediately amused by his own brain hole, Chi Mo is only 26 now, how could he have two such big sons.

Chi Mo found a set of clothes and put them beside the bed, handed him a new bath towel, closed the door and walked out.

After Bai Hao took a shower, he smelled the smell on his body. It was like a forest filled with mist in the morning, calm and noble. He had smelled this smell from Chi Mo before. "Do Not Disturb" label.

When I came out of the bedroom, I realized that the opposite was a studio with a recording studio. I think Chi Mo usually creates here. Looking at the professional console inside, Bai Hao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is worthy of being a singer .

Chi Mo was washing the pot in the kitchen, his broad shoulders trembling slightly with the movements of his hands.

There were two bowls of hot noodles on the dining table, Bai Hao swallowed unconsciously.

He hadn't eaten since last night, and he didn't feel hungry just now, but when he smelled this noodle, his stomach started to drum.

Chi Mo sat down in front of the dining table with two pairs of chopsticks, turned his back to Bai Hao and knocked on the table, "Waiting for the noodles to fly into your mouth automatically?"

Startled, Bai Hao moved and sat opposite Chi Mo.

I thought he had a big appetite, and he didn't have a share of these two bowls. It seems that this boss is not so unreasonable.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chi, let your breakfast go to waste, and you need to cook noodles for me yourself, thank you."

"Just by the way."

Chi Mo raised his lower eyelids, because Bai Hao, who had to roll up his cuffs and trouser legs because he was wearing clothes that were one size larger, looked more well-behaved, which made people feel a desire to protect.

Bai Hao nodded sharply.

I know, I know, thanks for dropping by.