Stand-in Omega, he cleared the mark

With Zhong Wenhao in control, He Xize felt much more at ease alone.Moreover, the host had a question about Lei, before He Xize could open his mouth, Zhong Wenhao took over the topic with ease, handling it like a duck to water.

When the host tried hard to promote the neck ring in the final link, he also cue the bracelet on He Xize's hand.

"Zeze's style is too careful today." The host said: "The small red bell pendant on the bracelet is especially matched with the bell on the neck ring."

He Xize raised his wrist and said cooperatively, "I'm like a mascot today."

"Wen Hao also wears a bracelet." The host has a solid foundation and can make a pair of irrelevant accessories. "You have a small ax on it. It's so cute. It matches Zeze very well."

He Xize laughed at this forced head pressing.Turning his head to look, what Zhong Wenhao was wearing was actually the cheap bracelet he bought from the market last time abroad.

It's been a long time, and the big star Zhong Wenhao has countless outfits, how can he still wear them.

He Xize was slightly dazed, and Zhong Wenhao happened to meet his eyes, and he blinked at He Xize, his long and narrow peach eyes sparkling again.

Standing on the second floor, Liang Mo with his fist hardened, I actually have the same bracelet as my love rival, but I picked it up from the ground, and this guy was given to me!

In an instant, he was compared to himself.

The event lasted for 50 minutes, and it was almost time to end. The host announced that the last prize was a limited number of neck rings signed by the two, and they could also take a group photo on stage.

The fans at the scene were excited again, and everyone took out their mobile phones to scan the QR code on the screen.

Driven by the atmosphere of the scene, Liang Mo ghosted and scanned with everyone, and then the three characters "Lucky" appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

Lucky—isn't this really ironic?

The host has already retrieved the winning number in the background, and she said loudly: "The koi with the phone number ending in XXXX, congratulations on winning the prize, who is it, please raise your hand."

He Xize's eyelashes trembled slightly when he heard these four numbers. He knew Liang Mo's cell phone number by heart.

The camera scanned the past, but no one claimed it.

Liang Mo is a little tired, what is driving him, he is going to come to the event today to torture himself.

In the end, he won a big prize and let him eat dog food on stage.

Just when he was about to put down his phone calmly, the little fan next to him grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, shouting loudly: "It's him!"

Liang Mo: "..." I thank you.

He hurriedly put on the mask, and the next second, the camera captured his face—he was dead, don't cue.

He Xize did not look back at the screen behind him, but stared at the position on the second floor in front.The masked man with dodgy eyes was Liang Mo.

The host said to the other side: "Please trouble the staff to bring the lucky one to the stage to receive the award as soon as possible."

At this moment, Liang Mo had hundreds of emergency plans in his mind, but he still stood on the event stand under the leadership of the staff.

He Xize signed the signature blankly, and handed the pen to Zhong Wenhao. The other party seemed to see that he was preoccupied, and glanced sideways at "Lucky One".

Liang Mo accepted the hot limited gift box with a blank expression, and there were two people's signatures on it--good guy, Zhong Wenhao actually drew a big heart between his and He Xize's signatures!

When taking pictures, Liang Mo squeezed into the middle to separate the two of them. The host laughed when he saw this childish behavior, thinking that it was a fan who wanted to compete for favor in front of his own destiny.

Liang Mo had mixed feelings in his heart, but the moment the photographer took the picture, he turned his head and looked at He Xize affectionately from the side.

He didn't want to be on stage, what else could he get besides being humiliated?

However, He Xize ignored him in private. If there was even a slight chance to catch the other party, shouldn't they all hold on to him tightly?

After taking the photo, Liang Moxin was reluctantly asked to step down.

He Xize only raised his eyelids after he turned around, and looked at his back complicatedly.

After the event was over, Zhong Wenhao got into He Xize's car in a hurry.

"Send me directly to the airport." He closed his eyes and began to doze off, "Thank you Zebao."

He Xize took the coat that was sitting behind him and gently covered him, "Are you in such a hurry? Can't you leave tomorrow morning?"

"I only took one day off." Zhong Wenhao answered him with his eyes closed.

"Don't come back next time." He Xize didn't quite understand whether there was a requirement for the number of appearances when the spokesperson signed the contract, but he didn't believe that Zhong Wenhao was only there for the double appearance fee this time.

"Zebao——" Zhong Wenhao elongated his voice, and he slowly opened his eyes to look at He Xize, with tenderness in his exhausted expression: "Didn't I already tell you why I came back?"

Still in front of everyone.

"But..." He Xize was a little flustered, "I don't know what you are thinking, brother Hao, but I don't want to think about such things now."

How tiring it is to talk about relationships, let's work hard to make money first.

Zhong Wenhao smiled, sat up straight, and looked straight at He Xize with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Ze Bao, I have a crush on you, but I didn't force you to respond."

There was not much space in the carriage, He Xize felt hot and dry for no reason, and his face seemed to be steamed.

"We can start as friends." Zhong Wenhao is still very good at how to progress the relationship, he said: "Whenever you are willing to accept, we will be together, okay?"

"Then what if..." He Xize said worriedly, "I've been refusing to accept it all this time, and I'm holding you back, wouldn't it be a scumbag?"

He Xize didn't even know himself, whether he would risk his life for another person in this life, he was almost overwhelmed.

He may never fall in love with someone unreservedly again, and he has his own physical shortcomings.

"Feelings are what you love and what you want." Zhong Wenhao shrugged freely: "Maybe I will withdraw first."

"Okay." He Xize heaved a sigh of relief.

He fastened his seat belt, and when he was about to step on the accelerator, he caught a glimpse of the black car on the opposite side with an extremely familiar license plate number.

He looked up and looked at Liang Mo across the air.

Liang Mo, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had already taken off his mask. He looked at He Xize with a lonely look, resisting the urge to rush out and drag him away several times.

Originally, I wanted to see his business today, and then go home with him.

Zhong Wenhao was obviously filming in the imperial capital, even the organizers didn't know that he would come, so why did he come.

Liang Mo considered himself an elite member of society, and used to always feel that He Xize followed him, obviously a high profile.Given He Xize's background, it is impossible to get in touch with people like him.

With this self-righteous sense of superiority, Liang Mo looked down on him emotionally.

So he stumbled, He Xize, who thought he would never leave him, left, and he, who thought he would not care, was heartbroken.

He saw that the big star who was usually on the screen, the most popular king, followed He Xize stickily after closing business, without any airs.

Liang Mo remembered the first time he met Zhong Wenhao in the private room of the restaurant. In fact, at that time, he felt a sense of crisis.

Aze loves life very beautifully, after getting along with him, no one will dislike him.

Even a star who is in the entertainment industry with such a feast and lusciousness, he can see it more clearly than himself.

He Xize didn't know and didn't want to know Liang Mo's every move. He looked away and started the car to send Zhong Wenhao to the airport.

Zhong Wenhao didn't tell He Xize the flight time. He Xize drove very fast all the way because he was afraid of missing the flight.

When the car drove into the parking lot, He Xize saw Zhong Wenhao who was sleeping soundly, and pushed his shoulder a little bit unbearably.

"Brother Hao." He Xize leaned into his ear and whispered, "It's already here, wake up."

Zhong Wenhao didn't open his eyes, he frowned first, "Hmm..."

He Xize pushed him again, "Brother Hao, get up quickly, you can sleep on the plane again."

Zhong Wenhao finally opened his eyes reluctantly, and after yawning, he spoke in a nasal voice, "What time is it?"

He Xize looked at the time on the car and said, "It's 08:30, you have to go through the security check first."

"There's no rush." ​​Zhong Wenhao said, "I'm afraid it will be too late. I booked the plane at 11 o'clock."

"Then you can't sleep here either." Seeing that he was about to close his eyes again, He Xize hurriedly said, "Go through the security check first, then sleep in the VIP lounge and set an alarm clock to snooze for a while."

Zhong Wenhao yawned because of sleepiness, with tears in his eyes, and said pitifully, "The lounge is not as comfortable as the car, here is Zebao."

He Xize: "..."

He has never failed emotionally, has he?

Rao is that He Xize doesn't want to fall in love at all now, and he is also dazed by his tricks and rhetoric.

Zhong Wenhao closed his eyes and opened them again after a few seconds. With long hands and legs, he stretched with difficulty in the carriage, "I'd better go to check the ticket first."

"Yeah, okay." He Xize followed suit and unbuckled his seat belt.

Zhong Wenhao smiled, "You don't need to get out of the car."

He Xize said, "I'll take you in."

"No need." Zhong Wenhao was reluctant.

It was enough for me to force He Xize to send him off just now.So he didn't continue to be self-willed anymore, staying in the carriage next to He Xize, even though it was comfortable, but he wanted He Xize to go home and rest early.

Zhong Wenhao quickly got out of the car, and blew a kiss to He Xize, "Ze Bao, good night."

He Xize nodded stiffly: "Brother Hao, have a good trip, send me a message to report your safety when you land."

Zhong Wenhao waved his hand with a smile, turned and entered the airport hall.

He Xize was infected by him, and he himself yawned a lot. He was a little tired, so he drove all the way home.

As soon as the car parked in the yard, a familiar figure appeared at the gate.

Liang Mo didn't know how long he had been waiting outside, and He Xize saw that the tip of his nose was turning red from the cold.

"Ah Ze, you come back————" Liang Mo sneezed a few times before he finished speaking.

It appears to be frozen.

He Xize said softly "Hmm", and then he was planning to run away in the next second.

"Ah Ze." Liang Mo stayed here for a few hours, and of course it wasn't just for a quick meeting.

He called He Xize to stop, stepped forward and walked in front of him.

Looking at his appearance, He Xize suddenly felt that he was like the homeless dog in the next street.

Liang Mo said hoarsely, "I'm a little uncomfortable."

This morning, I only had the initial symptoms of a cold. Now, I have sore limbs, dizziness and a heavy feeling in my brain.

He Xize: "Liang Mo, I feel unwell and need to see a doctor. It's useless to find me."

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It finally lasted until Friday, and I can code well on weekends~