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Xin Shangzhi clicked on the mailbox, roughly read the information compiled by the assistant, and then clicked on Weibo to find out the situation.

After reading it, he couldn't help frowning.

Song Yike leaned his head on the car window, reached out to Xin Shangzhi, and said, "Give me the phone!"

Xin Shangzhi hesitantly handed over his mobile phone and said, "Ah Song, let's stop working for a while!"

"The doctor said to take a good rest and to have regular checkups."

Song Yi didn't answer. He lowered his head and entered the password on Xin Shangzhi's phone, found Weibo, clicked to enter the page, and checked today's trending searches.

Xin Shangzhi reached out and quietly stuffed the mobile phone in his trouser pocket into the back cushion of the chair, and then naturally withdrew the mobile phone from Song Yike's hand, saying:

"Baby, the doctor said that you shouldn't use your eyes too much recently, don't look at it..."

Song Yike looked indifferent, pinched the phone and said, "I've seen it!"

"I heard it too!"

Xin Shangzhi was dumbfounded, and his outstretched hand froze for a moment.

Song Yike opened one casually, and after reading it, turned off the screen and handed the phone back.

Song Yike's eyes were a little moist, and he said to Xin Shangzhi: "There's no need to withdraw, let them talk!"

Xin Shangzhi came to his senses, instead of answering the phone, he held Song Yike's hand tightly.

Song Yike looked up at Xin Shangzhi and asked, "Will what happened in the hospital today affect you?"

"I'll contact the studio to deal with it!"

Xin Shangzhi was stunned for a while, he looked into Song Yike's eyes, as if he had noticed something.

He reached out and rubbed Song Yike's hair, then kissed the mole at the corner of his eye, and said:

"Silly……"

"Your business is my business. Don't always make me feel that you are alienating me, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Xin Shangzhi took Song Yike's hand, interlocked his fingers, showed their ring fingers wearing rings, took out his mobile phone and took a picture, ready to post on Weibo.

Song Yike squeezed Xin Shangzhi's palm, and asked softly, "Xin Shangzhi, where is my phone?"

"Could it be dropped..."

Xin Shangzhi coughed uncomfortably, and lied, "It's not broken...it's broken, I put it away for you!"

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow, okay?"

Song Yike asked anxiously: "Can I still repair it..."

"I..." Song Yike turned his head away, pressed his red cheeks against the car window, and said hesitantly:

"There are a lot of old photos in it! And..."

"Is there anything else important?"

"I'll take it to the repair shop tomorrow!" Xin Shangzhi asked, tilting his head slightly.

In fact, he just didn't want Song Yike to see those messy things on the Internet.

At that time, when Song Yike touches the phone again, there will be less bad public opinion.

Song Yike looked unnatural, and he replied softly: "It's nothing, I just want to keep it as a souvenir..."

"But it's very important to me!" After a while, Song Yike added: "Because I want to keep it."

Xin Shangzhi squeezed his phone tightly, and almost took it out from under the back seat cushion and handed it to Song Yike.

Xin Shangzhi said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll find someone to fix it tomorrow."

"That……"

"Cough...after it's fixed, can I watch it?"

Xin Shangzhi thought about it, felt it was wrong, and added, "I just want to see what you've been like during the few years I've been away."

"And what did you look like when you were a child..."

After speaking, Xin Shangzhi felt a little pantothenic in his nose.

During the years when he was not around, Song Yi must have had a hard time. He struggled alone in the big dyeing vat mixed with fish and dragons. Apart from his grandfather, he didn't even have a relative who cared about him.

Song Yike was silent for a while, a little embarrassed to answer.

Seeing this, Xin Shangzhi said, "It's okay if you can't see it..."

"As long as I can be by your side in the future, I am quite content now."

"But... It's just a pity that I couldn't accompany you through those days."

Song Yike pressed his face tightly against the cold car window to cool down, wanting to quickly cool down his red and hot face.

He silently left Xin Shangzhi with his back, and Xin Shangzhi moved over carefully, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind.

Xin Shangzhi rested his chin on his shoulder and asked, "What's the matter, are you ignoring me again?"

"I don't want to read it, okay?"

Xin Shangzhi's warm and moist lips suddenly touched Song Yike's ear, causing Song Yike to shudder a little.

Song Yike whispered, "There's nothing you can't see, all are your photos..."

Xin Shangzhi didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously, "What?"

"A Song, say it again, okay, I didn't even hear it!"

Song Yike cleared his throat and said, "I said, you can watch it!"

"It's all for you, but you can't see it until later!"

Xin Shangzhi deliberately kissed him on the neck, and asked, "When will it be?"

"After marriage?"

Song Yi felt that his ears were about to burn, so he lightly bumped Xin Shangzhi with his elbow, and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"It's all broken, what else are you looking at?"

Xin Shangzhi tightened his arms and said, "It doesn't matter, I must see it."

"I still want to hug you and watch, and you want to tell me, okay?"

Song Yike turned around suddenly, and looked at Xin Shangzhi face to face. The two were so close that they could kiss each other with just a little movement.

Song Yike slowly closed his eyes, placed a kiss on Xin Shangzhi's lips, and asked, "Xin Shangzhi, do you want to marry me?"

"Does what I said before still count?"

Xin Shangzhi supported the back of Song Yike's head and deepened the kiss until the lips and teeth of both sides were filled with each other's taste before letting go.

Xin Shangzhi's breathing was a little short, he tightly held Song Yike's hand and put it on his lips to kiss, saying:

"Count, as long as you want, always count!"

Xin Shangzhi raised his left hand, shook the ring on his ring finger, and said, "Look, you've already been tied down by you, how can you run away!"

"You too, can't run away!"

Song Yike stretched out his hand and said, "Then give me the phone!"

Xin Shangzhi asked defensively, "Why?"

"Don't look at your phone, see me, okay?"

Song Yi laughed and said, "Not good!"

"I'm tired of watching it, watching it every day, it's annoying!"

Xin Shangzhi raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath on his bright red lips, and said, "Honey, are you serious?"

"You kept calling me husband yesterday, did you turn your face and deny anyone after using it?"

Song Yi couldn't help but glared at Xin Shangzhi, and then said, "Yes, the video calling you husband has been posted on the Internet, don't you plan to make an official announcement?"

Only then did Xin Shangzhi remember what he was going to do to take pictures just now, so he quickly took out his phone, unlocked it, and logged into Weibo.

The draft just now is still there, and he carefully revised it several times, but he still feels that it is not enough.

After thinking about it, he dug out the photo of Song Yike's sleeping face that was secretly taken a few days ago in the album and put it there.

Xin Shangzhi had just edited the content, but before he could send it out, the phone rang untimely.

Xin Shangzhi didn't look carefully and just hung up.

A few seconds after hanging up, it rang again.

Xin Shangzhi frowned and thought about it carefully, and felt that the string of numbers on the screen was a bit familiar, as if he had contacted him a few days ago.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed to be someone from Song Yike's studio, and picked it up without hesitation.

As soon as Xin Shangzhi picked it up, he was almost deafened by the other end of the phone.

"Hey, what did you do to my brother?"

………………

Xin Shangzhi moved the phone away from his ear impatiently, and asked unfriendlyly, "Who are you?"

An almost furious voice sounded from the other end of the phone, "Who do you care about me?"

"You said to take care of my brother, is that how you take care of me?"

"What's the matter with this? You don't allow us to see him. What about others now? They can't even be contacted. What are you going to do to him?"

"Is everything said on the Internet true? You have to be responsible. Now the news can't be suppressed. I'm going to be mad at you!"

Xin Shangzhi frowned, and exchanged a glance with Song Yike, who was holding back a smile in his arms.

Song Yike whispered into Xin Shangzhi's ear, "He must think you're a scumbag!"

Xin Shangzhi frowned even tighter, he thought to himself, does he look so unreliable?

Didn't Song Yike's assistant treat him very well before?

What did you say to let him rest assured, but now...

Before he could say a word, he began to curse.

Xin Shang was so angry that he wanted to hang up the phone directly.As a result, the man continued to chatter and ask, "Hey, are you still listening?"

"Boss Xin, you won't really do anything to my brother, you have to answer!"

Xin Shangzhi: "..."

Song Yike: "..."

Xin Shangzhi and Song Yike looked at each other again, speechless, "..."

"Anyway, you have to be responsible. My brother is a big lover, innocent! Don't be bullied by you."

"I'm furious!"

Song Yi could not hold back his laughter, and secretly pinched Xin Shangzhi.

Xin Shangzhi frowned, and silently wrote down an account for Dongdong in his heart.

The more Xin Shangzhi thought about it, the more angry he became, and said in a bad tone: "It's business, don't disturb!"

After finishing speaking, he took a sip on Song Yike's lips, deliberately made an ambiguous sound, and then said: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will tear up the ticket!"

After Xin Shangzhi finished speaking, he hung up the phone proudly.

Proficiently returned to the Weibo page, and posted the edited Weibo: [Seriously in love, first love!Just proposed yesterday, %26lt%3B with picture%26gt%3B%40 China Entertainment Entertainment Song Yike, mine, %26lt%3B with picture%26gt%3B Don't worry about it! 】

In less than a minute, Weibo was on the hot search list, retweeted countless times, and everyone in the comment section was exclaiming.

Everyone is crazy about Aite Song Yike, asking him to come out and claim it.

After Xin Shangzhi scrolled through a few comments, he turned off his phone in boredom.

Song Yike leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "I want to post it too!"

Before Xin Shangzhi agreed, Song Yike had already taken Xin Shangzhi's phone, switched Weibo accounts, and edited Weibo.

Song Yike found a photo of Xin Shangzhi on Weibo that only he could see. It was a back view of Xin Shangzhi wearing a school uniform and playing on the court, showing part of his face. After saving it, he added the text: [Five years , it's time to wait! %26lt%3B map%26gt%3B%40 Xin]

Song Yike quit Weibo after posting, and casually threw the phone to Xin Shangzhi.

Xin Shangzhi opened Weibo, and after seeing the latest developments that he was particularly concerned about, he felt sour in his eyes.

He carefully clenched Song Yike's hand, staring at that Weibo in a daze for a long time.

He saved the photo he didn't know when he took it, and replied in the Weibo comment area:

[What a fool, it's seven years, and I've waited for it too! 】

Xin Shangzhi finished typing this line, turned off the phone screen after sending, and reached out to hold Song Yike tightly in his arms.