Obeying idol morality is the first responsibility of top streamers

@guatiangengdigirl: Do any sisters know who is sitting in the luxury car that came to pick up wcc in the Reuters picture posted by yxh today? [doubt]

Deep Sea Cod Castle II: Who else can it be, jjx [吃瓜]

Always sleepless: Although, wcc’s itinerary is not public this time, there’s no need to pay too much attention to it, can’t you give people some freedom? [搜手]

Eat me with a dragon cut: Uh, that person has been sitting in the car, and the Reuters picture didn't take a photo of his face [erha]

Moon does not return: Speaking of which, jjx has never shown his face in public, right?Every event pushes the vice president out of the platform. Is it because he is too ugly and has low self-esteem? [stand hands]

Don't bother me to eat melons: To be reasonable, you have to believe in the vision of wcc.At any rate, the top class has debuted for so many years. What kind of handsome guy has never seen in the circle, so it is impossible to blindly pick an ugly one and force him to sleep [汉手]

A white cat:?So everyone assumes that wcc and jjx are indeed having an affair? [doubt]

I looked at the fast-moving scenery outside the car window motionlessly, my eyes were a little sour.My mind was in a mess, as if I was thinking about everything, and it seemed that I was not thinking about anything.

Jian Junxi probably knew that I was in a bad mood, so he didn't talk to me, and concentrated on driving.

When the roads in Beijing are always blocked, it was almost twelve o'clock when I returned to the dormitory.There was no one in the dormitory, not even the assistants and housekeepers.

Jian Junxi explained: "There is an event for the brand side today, let them go to the platform."

I nodded, not surprised.I have a lot of solo trips, and sometimes I can't get together with other teammates, so I just don't go.

"It's already time, are you hungry?" Jian Junxi glanced at the clock hanging in the living room of the dormitory, loosened the collar of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and told me, "Go take a shower first, you will feel better .It will be fine after washing the food." After speaking, he turned and went into the kitchen to search for the apron.

I went back to the room to take off my make-up, found a change of clothes, and when I came down with the basin in my arms, I glanced at the kitchen. Jian Junxi was wearing the girly pink apron of the housekeeping aunt, cutting vegetables very skillfully.

He is also too versatile.

Perhaps the extremely discordant combination of president + apron is too funny, and I feel a little bit better.

It's really comfortable to take a shower.

I stood under the shower with my eyes closed, and the hot water was continuously poured on the Tianling cover, which magically possessed the power to calm people down.

After rinsing, I stand in front of the bathroom mirror and look at myself.There were no traces left on the exposed skin, but the chest was in a mess, the tooth marks had long since disappeared, but the nipples were swollen and the skin was still a little broken.

I twitched the corners of my mouth at myself in the mirror and smiled, but it was still ugly.

By the time I put on my loose T-shirt and shorts, and slowly came out of the bathroom with the basin in my arms, two dishes had already been set on the dining table.I leaned over to have a look, a tomato scrambled eggs, a sour soup fat beef, I like to eat.

The tangy aroma of vegetables made the hunger more and more obvious. After all, I only ate an apple before boarding the plane in the morning.My stomach let out an embarrassing growl, which was very inconsistent with my current melancholy temperament.

Suddenly, a towel was placed on top of my head, and then a biscuit was stuffed into my mouth.

Jian Junxi said behind me: "Dry your hair before eating, put your stomach first."

I put the pot in my arms aside, sat on the sofa, squeezed the Oreo and began to bite.Jian Junxi stood beside him, wrapped half of my head with a towel to dry my hair, and wrapped my ears with a towel at the last moment, helping me to wipe off the water in the ear sockets.

I said, "Brother Xi, your technique is like that of a shampoo boy in a hair salon."

"Are you talking too much now?" Jian Junxi gently pulled my face angrily, "Go and serve the meal by yourself."

I ran to the kitchen and filled two bowls of rice, holding one in my hand and hiding the other behind my back.

Jian Junxi was sitting at the dining table holding his mobile phone, tapping his fingers quickly, probably replying to some news.He heard the sound of me setting the bowl, looked at the bowl on my seat, then looked at himself, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just one bowl?"

I nodded seriously: "Yeah! Just a bowl, I'll eat it, you're hungry."

"I put aside a lot of things in the company and work here as a driver and an aunt who cooks. Are you really here to serve you?" Jian Junxi laughed angrily.

I covered my mouth and smiled, and put the hidden bowl of rice in front of him: "I lied to you."

Jian Junxi looked at me speechlessly: "Wen Chuchen, you childish ghost."

"I'm a childlike innocence, okay?" I sat down on the seat, picked up a chopstick of fat beef and started to eat.

"It seems that I haven't seen you without makeup for many years." I raised my head and found that Jian Junxi didn't move his chopsticks, and was still looking at me.

I casually said, "Your cousin sees it every night, aren't you jealous?" It's just a reasonable exaggeration. In fact, I have such a busy schedule, so I can sleep in the dormitory for four or five days a month.

Jian Junxi smiled lightly, noncommittal, then stretched out his chopsticks and snatched the fat beef in my bowl.

Uh.

Maybe it's because when you're in a bad mood, you always think of a series of unhappy things.Over hot meals and favorite dishes, I recall things I desperately want to forget.

I thought about family members I hadn't seen in five years.

My parents have been separated for a long time, and they each have their own lovers outside. Although they live in the same home, their hearts are no longer here.It's just that I haven't gotten a divorce since I'm not yet an adult.

As a result, after I went to Beijing with Jian Junxi, they divorced immediately as if they had shaken off the shackles.

Neither of them told me about this matter. It was my first year in Beijing, and before I bought a bus ticket to go home when the Chinese New Year was approaching, my aunt called me and told me.

I was very confused when I heard the news, and I asked her: "Then who am I with?"

"Your dad." She said hesitantly, "but...your dad is not here anymore, he has been away...he hasn't been back much."

My aunt is a very gentle and kind person, she cautiously asked me tentatively: "Xiao Chu, why don't you come to my house for the New Year?"

I declined her kindness: "It's okay, trainees can also live in the dormitory during the Chinese New Year, so I won't trouble you."

I should have known none of them wanted me.At the beginning, I was not allowed to sign the contract because I was prejudiced against the profession of idols, and they didn't want me to wear make-up that they thought was embarrassing and embarrassing outside.

Over the years, many grievances have piled up in my heart, which makes me very uncomfortable.

I heard the sound of chopsticks being placed on the bowl, followed by Jian Junxi's voice: "Wen Chuchen, don't cry. Your tears have fallen into the bowl, how can you eat?"

I sniffled, looked down, and saw that there was a small puddle of transparent liquid in the bowl with only a little rice left, which looked like a small puddle.

Jian Junxi stood beside me, holding a bag of paper and handing it to me: "You're still crying, how red are your eyes, do you still want to see someone?"

But I just want to cry, the more he talks, the more I want to cry.I'm not a crying person, I can always hold back my tears, but once it starts, it's hard to stop.

I lowered my head and plunged into his arms.

Jian Junxi took a step back when I bumped into him, seemed to hesitate for a moment before raising his hand to hug me.He patted my back and said, "I don't know what happened, but, like I told you before, Wen Chuchen, you have to look forward."

I clutched his shirt tightly, buried my head in his chest, and the torrential tears soaked a large area of ​​his shirt.

He continued: "Do you know why I asked you to change your name to debut?"

I was crying so much that I even started hiccupping.

"Isn't it... because of my name... too much water and too much yin?"

"You are really a fool." Jian Junxi smiled, "I asked you to change your name because I hope you can leave the past behind and start over."

"...Do you know what 'Chen' means?" He asked, his arms holding me tighter.

In his arms, I suddenly opened my eyes wide.

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To add, brother Xi came to pick up Xiao Chu because Xiao Chu didn't answer his phone.

Sad news: My manuscript is gone! !Continue to make more.