The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

Qiao Yu didn't stay in M ​​City for a few days before she was urged to go back by work.

Qiao Yu also felt wronged for a long time because he couldn't watch Lin Yan's premiere the next day. In the end, Lin Yan sent him to the vicinity of the airport. When he received the news of his boarding, he returned in the car borrowed by his ears. rehearsal room.

But as soon as he got out of the car, his footsteps stopped.

"What's the matter, Yanyan?" His ears stuck out from the driver's seat, and he didn't continue to reverse the car.

"Wait a minute." Lin Yan squatted down, said "mi" to the little hooligan under the car who had just harassed him with its claws, and stepped back, "Come out and play, don't get run over by the car."

"Mi." The little coal ball responded obediently, and followed Lin Yan unexpectedly.

It was only when the ear finally parked the car that it seemed that things were not that simple——

While he was struggling to park the car just now, Lin Yan had retreated step by step near the entrance of the parking lot, with a briquette following at his feet.

Seeing Lin Yan's standard fried face, he couldn't help laughing, and went to comfort him, "You are really a living catnip. I remember you used to recruit cats in the film crew."

Lin Yan took a step back, but the coal ball made a bewildered "mi" and followed him a step forward, rubbing against his trouser leg.

Lin Yan looked at the guy who touched him like a certain deaf briquette in his memory, "..."

Skull pain.

"Otherwise, take it home and raise it, anyway, your family is fine... well, King Qiao Yingying probably won't mind." Looking at the cat-like Yan Yan in front of his ears, anyone who likes Yan Yan will definitely I like cats.

Lin Yan and the cat in front of him stared wide-eyed, and he let out a sigh of relief when he heard the words. He rubbed his hair that was blown by the wind with a headache, and said seriously, "I can't raise him yet. Take him back and find him for adoption." ,It can only be this way."

Although his ears were puzzled, he didn't say anything. As soon as he bent down to hug the cat, the coal ball hid behind Lin Yan, rubbing his head against Lin Yan's milky white ankle, staring at him with lemon yellow eyes.

"...I don't know who I learned from." Lin Yan looked at it angrily, and the coal ball even made a coquettish "Mi" at him innocently, and finally he leaned down and hugged the coal ball rehearsal room.

Originally, he was worried that he would disturb everyone, but he didn't expect that the briquettes were much more popular than he imagined.

Even Annie couldn't hold back her desire to lick the cat. She came over to lick the briquettes as soon as the rehearsal was over, and even took the initiative to post the adopted N blog. While posting back, she came over and asked Lin Yan, "Do you want to repost it? After all, I follow you Little briquettes coming home."

"Of course." Lin Yan took out the tablet as a matter of course, and when he pressed the screen to turn on, both Annie and him were stunned——

There was a snapshot of Lin Yan drinking soup shining brightly on the screen, which looked very cute.

Annie was surprised for a moment, then she knew it and suppressed a smile, "I didn't expect that, Yanyan's wallpaper is so beautiful."

Lin Yan looked at himself on the screen, and quickly turned off the screen, "...No, you read it wrong."

He took out his mobile phone and forwarded the adoption blog, and together with them, they took the briquettes to the pet hospital for examination, and put them in foster care before returning to the hotel.

After a day of tossing around, Lin Yan hurriedly took a shower and changed his clothes. The first thing he did after jumping into bed was to open the N letter and click on Qiao at the top.

[Private chat: Qiao Yu]

[Lin Yan:? ]

[Lin Yan: Did you take the wrong tablet? ]

[Qiao Yu: Yes, nothing happened, right? ]

Lin Yan was silent for a moment before returning to him.

[Lin Yan: How did you find out? ]

[Qiao Yu: I discovered it when I opened it on the plane and didn’t see you. ]

Lin Yan put the phone aside with one hand, "..."

After picking it up at the end, Qiao Yu sent another sentence.

[Qiao Yu: Use mine for the first few days, the password is my wristband password. ]

Lin Yan pulled a pillow up on the head of the bed, leaned against the pillow and half-hudged under the quilt, opened his tablet and boarded his account, and when he opened it, his message popped up.

[Qiao Yu: Are you picking up cats again? ]

Lin Yan looked at the N blog pictures he posted. The pillow and bedding still smelled of red wine on Qiao Yu's body, which made him move closer unconsciously.

...

"Yanyan, you can tell me whatever you have."

"Whether it's the fear that haunts you every day, the difficult nightmare, or the uncertainty about me, you can tell me."

...

The image of Qiao Yu looking up at him in the fresh snow was still in front of her eyes. Lin Yan typed two letters, deleted them, and finally replied.

[Lin Yan: Yes. ]

[Lin Yan: Annie asked me to adopt him. ]

[Lin Yan: In fact, I have encountered similar things before, but I think since I can't give him a stable home now, I might as well not raise him and give him to others. ]

The responses he has received from others since he was a child have always made him feel that such trivial thoughts are disgusting, and naturally he has never revealed anything that troubles others.

Even in the psychological room, it was Lin Shu who induced him to slip his mouth unconsciously before he said similar thoughts.But even if he is unconscious, his guard is still very strong, and such moments are still rare.

Qiao Yu on the other side of the screen touched the line of words he hadn't noticed the subtext with his long fingers, paused for a moment, and then returned him with a smile on the corner of his lips.

[Qiao Yu: Well, it’s not too late to raise a cat after you settle down. ]

[Qiao Yu: Didn’t the coal ball ask your fan to sign up for adoption? She will take good care of the coal ball. ]

[Qiao Yu: The previous plan didn't come true, and it won't happen this time either. ]

[Qiao Yu: No matter who the opponent is, with so many of us, are we afraid that we won't be able to stop him. ]

Lin Yan watched his insightful words sent out sentence by sentence, subconsciously relaxed and leaned against the pillow, and replied.

[Lin Yan: Yes. ]

As a result, the emotion on his face flew away the next moment.

[Qiao Yu: As for me, I don’t need to worry. ]

[Qiao Yu: Aren't I still accompanied by Yan Yanweiping? ]

[Qiao Yu: Cute Cat Head.gif]

"..." Lin Yan tapped Qiao Yu's tablet with a "slap" and raised his expression, as if it was Qiao Yu himself.

Dare to mention it.

[Lin Yan: Violently beat up the cat cat's head.gif]

Qiao Yu replied to him with a cute cat head, but before he had time to complain, the notification from the S station next to him suddenly popped up.

[Your account is logged in on other devices, and the current device is offline. ]

Lin Yan looked at the black flesh pad on the head.

It's Qiao Yu's account.

He cut to the login interface, registered his account, and as expected, a message popped up——

[The anchor @小岛 you follow is live streaming!Come and watch! ]

The cat's paw jumping behind the message echoed Qiao Yu's expression.

Lin Yan, "..."

He clicked into Qiao Yu's live broadcast room, and Qiao Yu was installing his usual software, and the desktop behind him was very familiar.

Obviously the barrage is as familiar as him——

@蛇吻我夫乔咕咕: How did the desktop change?

@小象1: I noticed it too!And this is not the equipment commonly used by Brother Dao, is it?

@ Tongue Kiss My Wife Yan Yan: WC!This this this this this is the tablet wallpaper of my family Yanyan!

@Sad Fountain: Really!The last time Yan Yan broadcast live was this black cat background!

@言笑燕燕: I looked at it, this painting also looks like Yan Yan?

@唯爱仙生和小岛: Don’t talk nonsense.

The fans below were bickering, and Qiao Yu had already explained, "This is the protagonist of the drama "The Bizarre Incident of the Puppy in the Night", and it will be performed at the M City Theater tomorrow."

@色吻我妻妻凤燕: Isn’t this my daughter-in-law’s play?

@蛇吻我夫楚乔咕咕: My daughter-in-law has the truth.

@ Tongue Kiss My Wife Yan Yan: Get lost, who is your wife.

@小象1: Pfft.

@唯爱仙生和小岛: The prototype is really Lin Yan, I apologize, I’m sorry @言笑燕凤.

@言笑燕燕: It’s okay, it’s okay, make up the ticket later!

Lin Yan's eyes fell on Qiao Yu's painting, and Omega's expression was dazed and messy, which was very in line with the character's psychology, but the chestnut hair color looked like him.

He only knew that besides doing online work these days, Qiao Yu was just watching him rehearse.

Although Qiao Yu has a strong sense of presence, he forgets everything as soon as he enters the scene. Is this how he looks in Qiao Yu's eyes?

Chatting and chatting in the bullet screen, when they talked about Qiao Yu's color preference, Qiao Yu's fans suddenly said something.

@唯爱仙生和小岛: When you say that, I remember it. Before the premiere of "Princess 1.8 Meters", didn't Ms. Qiao wear a white down with a maroon belt?I didn't understand how he liked it afterward.

@蛇吻我夫战咕咕: Blind monk, you discovered Huadian!

@言笑燕燕: Careful, sister!

Lin Yan remembered the coat that Qiao Yu wore the day he first arrived, picked up the mug next to the bed to drink water, and opened the webpage to search for pictures related to his premiere, but as soon as he opened the webpage, he knew it to n degrees, and the screen was full of red lines. Coarse search keywords——

"How can I improve if I don't live well?"

Lin Yan almost spit out a sip of water, and reached out to support the hand holding the cup so as not to sprinkle a bed of warm water.

After Qiao Yu painted a picture, seeing that the time was almost up, she mentioned tomorrow's performance again before downloading it.

As soon as he closed the live broadcast, a message popped up on Lin Yan's letter.

[Private chat: Qiao Yu]

[Qiao Yu: Do you still like it? ]

Lin Yan sent one unexpectedly and honestly.

[Lin Yan: Yes. ]

Just as Qiao Yu wanted to continue teasing him, a screenshot was thrown over from the opposite side.

Qiao Yu, "..."

He actually forgot about this.

[Qiao Yu: ......]

[Qiao Yu: My account has been hacked! ]

[Qiao Yu: The cat's head is wronged.gif]

Lin Yan watched him playfully and coquettishly, and suddenly replied seriously.

[Lin Yan: You are fine. ]

As a result, Qiao Yu kept sending messages as if she had been beaten to death.

[Qiao Yu: Huh? ]

[Qiao Yu: What's good about me? ]

[Qiao Yu: Cat Head and Star Eyes.gif]

Lin Yan slammed on the virtual keyboard.

[Lin Yan: Get lost! ]

Qiao Yu smiled knowingly and said something.

[Qiao Yu: Yanyan, I miss you. ]

Although Qiao Yu was not there, Lin Yan automatically and consciously completed the tone and demeanor of Qiao Yu's words in his mind, angrily and funny, and finally typed a few words with lowered eyelashes.

Over there, Qiao Yu was waiting for him to blow his hair, and finally waited for a word.

[Lin Yan: ...I miss you too.Go home tomorrow. ]

The smile on Qiao Yu's lips deepened, his dark eyes were full of tender emotions that no one else had seen before, and the backlight of the keyboard illuminated his slender knuckles.

[Qiao Yu: Open the schoolbag and have a look. ]

[Qiao Yu: The one you packed your luggage in. ]

Lin Yan didn't understand why he said this suddenly. He reached out to hook the schoolbag on the small sofa, and dragged it over. As soon as he unzipped it, he could smell the strong sweet smell of red wine——

It was Qiao Yu's down jacket.

[Lin Yan:? ]

[Lin Yan: You gave me what you wear? ]

[Qiao Yu: Lin Shu said that after the temporary mark, you will like my pheromone even more. ]

[Qiao Yu: When I'm not around, it can accompany you. ]

Lin Yan knew what Lin Shu's original words were, and Qiao Yu replaced "dependence" with "like".

He savored Qiao Yu's cautious words, and did not reply for a long time.

Qiao Yu sent another sentence.

[Qiao Yu: Yanyan is not afraid, come on tomorrow, wait for my surprise. ]

Seeing him encouraging himself with his own words, Lin Yan smiled lightly and replied.

[Lin Yan: Got it, go take a shower and sleep. ]

Seeing that Qiao Yu agreed, and the state of "Typing..." did not appear again, he backed out, and looked at the time——

12:30 A.M.

He knew Qiao Yu's schedule.

When he was looking for Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu was still on her way home just after the announcement, and then she continued to broadcast live until just now when she got home.

Just as he was thinking, an N letter popped up.

[Qiao Yu: Good night, Yanyan. ]

Followed by Qiao Yu's happy selfie in the bathroom.

The strong smell of red wine in his bosom rushed into his nostrils, Lin Yan seemed to be scalded, turned off the screen at the speed of light, put the phone by the pillow, and shrank into the bed.

It didn't take long before the quilt was pulled down.

Lin Yan still picked up the phone, turned on the screen and sent "good night", stared at their last chat record for a while, and then turned off the screen with a relaxed expression.

The down jacket in his arms was soft and sweet, reassuring, and he quickly warmed up under the blanket.

Lin Yan embraced the soft coat and soon fell asleep, completely forgetting to be afraid of tomorrow's performance.