Coveted by stupid cats every day

Jiang Congdong was also quite surprised: "This is your home?"

Jiang Congdong is none other than the protagonist of the poster posted at Qiao Wu's house. He is the number one male god in Qiao Wu's heart. I still remember that this year, because of Lan Manman raising a kid, Qiao Wu once sneaked into the backstage of an award ceremony , and had a relationship with Jiang Congdong once.

However, as a fan, Qiao Wu has always remembered this kind of thing in his heart. It is normal, but as an idol, it is impossible to remember, let alone go directly to the fan's house, and he is alone, without even an assistant, so he is not afraid of being photographed by paparazzi are you there?

The person in front of me is unreasonable from the hair down to the heels, but Qiao Wu's fan filter is too thick, and his idol's own holy light almost blinded Qiao Wu's eyes.

Qiao Wu didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he subconsciously asked, "Come in and have a seat?"

Jiang Congdong smiled softly: "Okay."

Until Jiang Congdong was let into his house, Qiao Wu still had a sense of unreality, sneakily pinched his thighs a few times, until he grinned in pain until he calmed down a little.

This is not a dream.

Jiang Congdong looked at Qiao Wu's back, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly turned around to observe the little fan's home.

When Qiao Wu turned around, he saw Jiang Congdong standing with his hands behind his back, looking seriously at the huge poster stuck in his living room. On the poster was a young boy dressed in white and dressed in ancient costumes, which seemed to be very popular nowadays. Stills from the Xianxia drama.

That creamy little student is none other than Jiang Congdong in front of him.

Jiang Congdong himself is tougher than in the stills, and his temperament is completely different from the gentle and jade-like in the poster. If you have to describe it, Jiang Congdong himself may be more suitable to play a domineering president.

Qiao Wu is embarrassing, although being discovered by an idol as a true fan is not a bad thing, but he still doesn't want to be regarded as a "fan girl". After all, most of the girls are chasing stars, and he is a big man.

Qiao Wu was a little embarrassed. His mind was blank when he was facing his idol, and now he didn't know what to say, but Jiang Congdong spoke first, and the smile on the other side's mouth deepened obviously: "You are really my fan, this signature should be two activities from years ago."

The reason why this poster was posted by Qiao Wu like a treasure is also because the autograph on the poster was a gift from Jiang Congdong at a meeting two years ago.

"The last time I saw you was at the XX Awards Ceremony." Jiang Congdong smiled kindly and charmingly.

"Really? Do you remember me? Do you really remember me?" If there was no ceiling to restrict his performance, Qiao Wu might jump directly into the stratosphere. It's no wonder Qiao Wu thought too much, it was so beautiful that it was like a dream.

"Of course, I asked my assistant to look for you, but unfortunately there was no result."

The vigilance of Qiao Wu's body finally regained his body. He was a "fake reporter" that time, but how could Jiang Congdong remember him as a small fan, or a "little reporter", and he obviously didn't just walk around to their house of.

"Ms. Jiang." Qiao Wu thought for a while, but this title is more reliable, after all, it seems to be very popular in the entertainment circle, "What do you want to do when you come to our house?"

Seeing the silly "little fans" regain their senses so quickly, Jiang Congdong had a trace of regret on his face, but he quickly returned to normal, and said in a business-like tone, "I'm here to find Bai Lan."

"Bai Lan?" Qiao Wu wondered, what does Bai Lan have to do with him?

Jiang Congdong raised his voice, "Bai Lan, I know you are at home. If you hide from me, I will always be here waiting for you."

Hearing no response, Jiang Congdong smiled again and said to Qiao Wu: "Qiao Wu, can I have dinner at your place tonight?"

Before the words finished, a ball of hair rushed from the room and stopped in front of Jiang Congdong. Bai Lan's voice was slightly displeased: "How did you find this place?"

"Then why are you avoiding me?" Jiang Congdong put it another way: "Bai Lan, you went looking for me on purpose, why did you run away again?"

Bai Lan: "I..."

Jiang Congdong interrupted him and frowned: "You don't plan to just talk to me like this, do you?"

Bai Lan: "?"

Jiang Congdong: "I don't want to talk to a fat cat, can you stand up?"

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, Bai Lan just woke up like a dream, and when the other party planned to hang on, and even proposed to have lunch with Qiao Wu, he showed up on impulse.

However, Jiang Congdong's name was "Bai Lan" at the time, and he hadn't had time to reveal his identity to Qiao Wu, so it should be the tabby cat "Dabai" now.

Although he had already made up his mind to explain all this to Qiao Wu sooner or later, confessing himself and being exposed were two completely different feelings.

Sure enough, when Bai Lan turned around, she found that Qiao Wu's complexion was very bad.

Qiao Wu is not a fool, every time Bai Lan shows up, the stupid cat at home is not there.

Bai Lan is the possibility of Dabai, from the absurd idea that suddenly popped up at the beginning, to the more likely it becomes more and more likely, and then to the fact that she has been determined in her heart for a while.

Qiao Wu didn't expose him, but just waited for him to confess to himself. This was a kind of trust, and it was also waiting for the other party to express his attitude.

If there is no ambiguity, why does he have to say so many thought-provoking things to himself as "Bai Lan"?If he doesn't have any ideas, why does he, as "Dabai", always mention his progress with "Bai Lan" intentionally or unintentionally?

Thinking back carefully, I was able to develop so smoothly with "Bai Lan", and it is also inseparable from this. "Dabai" can also be regarded as the "little matchmaker" who fueled his relationship with "Bai Lan".

The "matchmaker" is the suitor herself. Is this wave of operations surprising or unexpected?

It's a pity that Qiao Wu didn't have the sweetness of being tricked by his lover, and his brain was sober.

"Little Qiao, I just remembered. I'm looking for someone who is very important to me. I think that person is you."

"That person is very important to me."

"Little Qiao, I remember it all. I lost my memory on my own initiative."

"Bai Lan, you went looking for me on purpose, why did you run away again?"

It turns out that Jiang Congdong is the person Bai Lan secretly went to find. After Bai Lan retrieved her memory, she suddenly lost sight of the head and tail... All the things that I didn't think about, suddenly showed inner connections, strung together into a naked... Naked truth ~ phase.

Qiao Wu looked at the big white cat who was nervously licking its nose, and at Jiang Congdong who was sitting on the sofa, and suddenly understood.

If you don't understand, then you are stupid.

I was an outsider from the beginning to the end, Bai Lan could suppress the ancient fierce beast, although her identity has not yet been revealed, Qiao Wu has already guessed that the one who can incarnate into a white~hu is the ancient mythical beast Bai~hu?

Bai Lan, Bai~hu.

It can be seen how important the "important person" who can make him think about it, even if he forgets everything temporarily, is so important.

What about yourself?

He is just an ordinary little Feng Shui master, a small employee who spends three days fishing and two days drying the net, and doesn't even care about his work.

He and Bai Lan have known each other for less than a year. In the long life of the other party, a year is like a passing time. After a few years, I am afraid that even a vague impression will not be left.

Bai Lan doesn't directly tell her own interests, it's because she cherishes their friendship.

friendship?Ah.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wu felt oppressed again for no reason. Forget it, since it's clear, just leave. It's an eyesore here, so it doesn't have to make all three of them uncomfortable.

These thoughts flashed through Qiao Wu's mind quickly. Although they were clear and profound, they were only for a moment. Qiao Wu tried hard to control his emotions, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled as politely as possible: "I still have something to do."

The latter sentence "Talk slowly" was not uttered after all. Qiao Wu knew that he didn't have such a good self-cultivation. When he uttered this sentence, he was either cursed or choked up. Either way was enough to embarrass him. .

But as soon as he lifted his leg, someone grabbed his hand. Qiao Wu turned around, and what he saw was Jiang Congdong's enlarged face due to being too close: "Qiao Wu, where are you going?"

Qiao Wu sighed hard in her heart: Does he count as being cornered by his idol?Would you feel honored if you were a brainless fan?

It's a pity that he, a brainless fan, seemed to lose his fan the moment he learned the truth.

Qiao Wu, the "little fan" who had just lost his fandom, tried his best to control his emotions again, and firmly withdrew his hand. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow running towards the bedroom from the corner of his eye.

Qiao Wu's heart sank a little.

Perhaps subconsciously, he still fantasizes that he will chase him out.

Qiao Wu strode out, his mind was so messed up, he didn't have time to condemn Bai Lan for being irresponsible and ran away after teasing, and he didn't notice that it was his own home, why didn't he put those two dogs together? It's a bit illogical to kick him out, but he walks away sad.

He just wanted to be alone, blowing the wind alone, suppressing the grievances that were about to come out from the bottom of his heart, and getting back the hard shell that tightly wrapped the fragile inside since he was a child.

Change back to that cruel young man who disdains to make friends, disdains to fall in love, and despises all intimate interpersonal communication.

Just like before, when it hurts and hurts, it becomes numb, and it won't hurt anymore.

Qiao Wu was very absorbed in his thoughts, the wind was blowing under his feet, he walked very fast while walking invincibly, suddenly his hand was held by a big hand, and he stopped as if he had just woken up from a dream.

As soon as she had time to see that it was the 1.9 version of Bai Lan, Qiao Wu thought that it would be better to give the other party a calm smile, or a slap in the face, when she felt that [-]-meter-high man suddenly embraced her and killed herself. Death strangled into his arms: "Little Qiao, I figured it out, I don't want to restore my memory."

The author has something to say: Do you still remember Jiang Congdong?Playing Time Guidance Chapter 15 2333333

small theater:

Qiao Wu: What memory?Memories with your ex-boyfriend?

(who have completely recovered their memories) Bai Lan and Jiang Congdong: (At the same time, they look at each other with disgust.)

Qiao Wu:? ?