Shhh!That top stream is my pillow

Lin Qiu found a sliver of consciousness at the end of his little toe, he stared straight at the black figure in the living room, and before he could tell who it was, he ran away instinctively.

Regardless of whether he is a human or a ghost, if he does not turn on the lights in the middle of the night, he must have no good intentions.

"Stop!" The guy in the room said suddenly, full of confidence as if Lin Qiu broke into his house.

His voice was cold, like the whisper of a cello suddenly plucked on an empty stage.Lin Qiu should have been unmoved, but at that moment, he stopped and turned his head slowly.

Outrageous.

Lin Qiu's alcohol-filled mind was in chaos.

It's too ridiculous.

This voice was exactly the same as Ye Zhiyu's.

So he turned his head back, for an old die-hard fan like Lin Qiu, even if he heard the voice of an idol coming from hell, he would dive into the mountains of swords and seas of fire to see it.

"Come in."

The person on the sofa changed his posture. He rested his chin on one hand with great interest, and the corner of his raised lip made him look like he was smiling.

"Close the door, shhh, don't disturb the neighbors," he said. "Master—man—"

Lin Qiu saw his face clearly, at that moment, he even forgot to breathe, the blood burned from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, his face was reddened.

That was Ye Zhiyu.

He couldn't read it wrong, because on the wall behind him, there was an 18-inch poster. Ye Zhiyu on the sofa looked more aura than a plane.Compared with other creamy niche students, Ye Zhiyu is more inclined to tough men, but because of his young age, the sense of youth has not faded, and there is a layer of unique taste between teenagers and adult men, but the eyes are very Cold, a bit fierce when staring at people.

But at this time, this person hooked his fingers towards Lin Qiu, with a smile that was not a smile.

Who can resist the idol's voodoo on the spot.

Lin Qiu's last rationality was to lock himself into the room with him, and at the same time, slowly hug the mahogany sword hanging behind the door into his arms.

In the darkness, the two stared at each other for a long time.

Lin Qiu felt that Taomu Jian was shaking, and he would never admit that it was actually him who was shaking, it must be Taomu Jian, and the person sitting on the sofa must be a vixen who can transform.

Ye Zhiyu was also quite surprised by Lin Qiu's reaction.

He has been trapped in this pillow for three days, and he wakes up at eight o'clock every night, observing the strange environment through the body of the pillow.

People I don’t know, posters of myself, strange talismans and "Book of Changes", a row of cute hand-painted small gourds, but it is impossible to deduce who the owner is from these sundries.

At first he could only observe, unable to break away from the shape of the pillow. After a long time, he was able to walk around, and could choose whether to look like a pillow or a human.

But what's going on with this Lin Qiu, although he doesn't know how he did such a strange thing, but as the chief culprit, what's the shock when he sees him now?

Still looking a little innocent and panicked?Are you acting?

"Master, please excuse me—" Ye Zhiyu sat lazily on the sofa, even his voice was tinged with laziness, he said, "Turn on the light."

Lin Qiu is like waking up from a dream.

The room suddenly lit up, and Lin Qiu's ears also turned red.

"Who are you?" He considered it and asked conservatively.

And Ye Zhiyu spread his hands and said, "As you can see. Who else am I? I just slept with me last night, and I don't recognize people when I put on my pants?"

Ye Zhiyu's voice was what Lin Qiu had been used to hearing for many years, but at the moment it was a bit frivolous and low, with an inexplicable tinge of sex.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Qiu said hurriedly.

He always wears pants to sleep!

"Okay, I'm not talking nonsense, but, master, you seem to be a little afraid of me?" Ye Zhiyu seemed to have discovered something interesting, he stood up, walked towards the door and said, "Why are you afraid of me? I'm not you Did you come home? Aren't you my fan?"

From the moment Ye Zhiyu approached, things got a little out of control.

"What are you holding? A mahogany sword? You also know—I'm not human?" Will this help?"

Lin Qiu seemed calm, but her legs had already started to shake.He never thought that one day he would be threatened by a non-human "thing" against the wall.

What's more, Ye Zhiyu stroked the tip of the sword provocatively, with a look of "see what you do".

Lin Qiu was devastated and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I?"

Ye Zhiyu raised his hand to press Lin Qiu's ear, and Lin Qiu just shivered as his back pressed against the cold wall, which was sweating from fright.

A sticky, strange atmosphere was floating around, and when it was about to explode, Ye Zhiyu's stomach gurgled, and the person concerned lowered his head and said in a loving voice: "Is there anything to eat? If not, I will... ..."

"Have!"

Lin Qiu had never reacted so quickly before, nimbly killing his next sentence in the bud.

According to his previous studies, the only thing more terrifying than evil ghosts is hungry ghosts.No matter what his purpose is, we need to fill his stomach before we can discuss it.

Twenty minutes later, a bowl of hot tomato and egg soup was served. Ye Zhiyu picked up his chopsticks and picked out a layer of parsley spread on the surface.

Lin Qiu frowned slightly, Ye Zhiyu ate coriander, he was sure.

But maybe this pillow is different from the real one, Lin Qiu thought, and picked up a spoon to help him pick it up, but just picked up a spoon, and was knocked.

Ye Zhiyu raised his head and said, "Leave the coriander leaves for me."

"what?"

Lin Qiu stared blankly as he picked up all the coriander stalks, then mixed them casually, and began to eat.

The kitchen is fragrant and hot, full of the real sense of fireworks in the world. In this scene, the fact that "the guy opposite is not a human" does not seem to be very important.

Lin Qiu rolled his eyes, and sure enough, his pillow, such a big pillow, was indeed gone.And Ye Zhiyu was wearing the T-shirt he put on the pillow, the size was just right, as for the pants... Lin Qiu also glanced at it, it was also his fault, the trouser legs were a lot shorter, and the bottom of the trousers...

cough cough.Lin Qiu closed his eyes.

"Are you really a pillow?" Lin Qiu asked boldly.

"Yeah." Ye Zhiyu concentrated on eating noodles.He hadn't eaten all day, and while waiting for Lin Qiu, he almost fainted from hunger.

"So you... are not Ye Zhiyu himself?"

"Of course not," he said without raising his head, "What are you thinking about? You still want to get the deity by your side. Are you a little greedy, kid?"

"No..." Lin Qiu didn't say what he was defending, paused, and said, "I'm older than you."

Although he looks small in vain and tender, he is often regarded as a high school student, but he is indeed two years older than Ye Zhiyu.

"And you, can you stop calling me such weird names?"

"Strange name? Strange kid, or—master—strange?" Ye Zhiyu once again thought of teasing, he dragged his tone, watched Lin Qiu's ears burn again with satisfaction, and said, "Then you Hurry up and tell me your name."

"I... Lin Qiu." He whispered.

This Ye Zhiyu pillow is quite different from the idol in his heart. Ye Zhiyu's roles are mostly cold and hard, and he hardly participates in reality shows. The only opportunities to show his true temperament are tidbits and interviews. Before today, he It is absolutely unimaginable that Ye Zhiyu is such...a person who can flirt.

No wonder there are many rumors and rumors in the market, saying that Ye Zhiyu has been in romantic places all year round. He looks arrogant and arrogant, but in fact he has been in love for a long time and his personal relationship is chaotic.Probably not groundless.

But Lin Qiu naturally never believed it. Ye Zhiyu has been popular for three or two years, and there is no evidence that can be called a stone hammer for such a long time. It is definitely a heart-wrenching rumor.

Besides, Cheng Jing's pillow is a pillow, and it cannot represent the deity.

After Ye Zhiyu ate a bowl of noodles in 5 minutes, he put down his chopsticks unsatisfied, and praised: "The craftsmanship is good."

Seeing that Lin Qiu hesitated to speak, he said, "What do you want to ask, isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?"

Lin Qiu looked away, and said: "First of all, you are a pillow, you have eaten so much, will it leak out of the pillow..."

Ye Zhiyu looked at him with eyes full of surprise, as if he was sizing up an alien creature.

Lin Qiu didn't know, and continued:

"Then do you need to drink water and go to the toilet?"

"Should I wear diapers for you, will you..."

"To shut up."

Ye Zhiyu couldn't bear it.How could I fall into the way of such a person?Ye Zhiyu said it was hard to accept.

After getting along for a while, Lin Qiu's fear of this pillow ghost has been reduced by half. In fact, he was also very surprised that he, who has always been afraid of ghosts, accepted the setting of strange powers and chaos so easily this time. The reason may be that no matter what What, since he has the handsome face of his own idol, it is difficult to connect him with bad things.

After all, Lin Qiuyan controls not only people, but also ghosts.

Severe color control.

When Lin Qiu confirmed that the strange things at home in the past three days were all from Ye Zhiyu, he was relieved a lot. After all, the most terrifying thing is always the unknown.

But Lin Qiu wanted to know the reason why pillows become fine.He asked Cheng Jing's pillow himself, and Ye Zhiyu shook his head, expressing that he didn't know the cause and effect at all.

"First of all, don't say you don't know where the pillow came from." Ye Zhiyu asked.

"I got it in the lottery," Lin Qiu said while flipping through his phone, "By the way, why didn't I remember it, I can ask that blogger..."

However, the strange thing is that the news of winning the lottery could not be found.

I checked Weibo again, and it was obvious that he was the original blogger's winning blog that he reposted on April 4th, but he couldn't find anything, there was no trace of it, and the original blogger couldn't be found in the follow list.

Lin Qiu frowned slightly. The original blogger's ID was [Song Jiajia Yu Ren'er]. He tried searching, but still found nothing.

"Can't find it?" Ye Zhiyu showed an expression of "as expected".

Lin Qiu said: "Maybe she was banned, I'll find another channel!"

"Forget it, don't waste your efforts," Ye Zhiyu said, "What are your plans now?"

While speaking, Ye Zhiyu showed annoyed expression, Lin Qiu saw this and said: "Although you are a pillow lover, who told you to look like my idol, follow me, and I will not treat you badly in the future."

Ye Zhiyu looked at him intently, and asked, "Are you going to keep me hidden at home?"

"What if you don't?"

"Maybe you can give me to the deity and let 'me' worry about this."

"Absolutely not!" Lin Qiu immediately refused.

Let's not talk about how he, a small [-]th-line artist, can contact Ye Zhiyu, but the act of sending out a pillow is enough to be regarded as a pervert, an absolute social death scene, and he doesn't want to end his fan career carelessly.

Seeing that Lin Qiu refused firmly, Ye Zhiyu didn't say anything else.

After a toss of time, it came to the middle of the night, Lin Qiu didn't sleep well for three days, and he was already too sleepy. He originally arranged for Ye Zhiyu to sleep in the bedroom, while he rolled up the quilt and pillow.

Ye Zhiyu asked, "Where are you going?"

Lin Qiu said, "I sleep on the sofa."

Ye Zhiyu raised his eyebrows on the right side, and said unexpectedly: "Are you... sure?"

"Well, don't be polite to me. My sofa is big and comfortable. By the way, you said you would leave in the morning?"

"Eight o'clock." Ye Zhiyu said.

Lin Qiu nodded.From [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am, it's like clocking in to work.The thought of having his own Ye Zhiyu for twelve hours, even if it was a fake, made his heart pound.

He fluttered out with his pillow in his arms, but Ye Zhiyu yelled at the door again.

Ye Zhiyu stretched out one leg, pointed to his ankle that couldn't be covered, and said, "Tomorrow, prepare a pair of pants for me."

"Ah, definitely." Lin Qiu said.

"Wait," Ye Zhiyu added, "And underwear."

Lin Qiu: "Okay, okay, I got it."

Ye Zhiyu continued to add: "Buy a large size."

Lin Qiu: ...