Mr. Qi's Observation Diary [Entertainment]

All the drowsiness was wiped away by this sudden photo. He looked at the number and found that it was not from China. He checked on Baidu and found that it was from the United States. According to Qi Baiyou's geographical location at this time, he calculated it. The number comes from the United States, which means that the credibility of this photo is very high.

Jiang Yu couldn't believe it in his heart, he turned over and called Qi Baiyou directly, only to receive a manual reminder that the phone had been turned off.

At first he didn't believe it in his heart, and subconsciously thought that Qi Baiyou was not the kind of person who would do such a thing, not to mention that the other party was on a business trip, and the place in the photo didn't look like a place where he should go on a business trip.But thinking about what happened at the banquet that day, I think it is not impossible. Besides, who said that a business trip must be a dinner or an office?Rationality and sensibility collided together, making his whole brain a little confused.

After silently saving the photo, Jiang Yu stared at the photo and began to study it again. Judging from the time, it was taken at night. The scene is a bit like a party on TV, and there are many strange European faces passing by. , was also photographed.

The pixels are not high, it may be because of the candid shooting that the picture is a bit blurry, or it is the kind of blur that the lens zooms in.But Qi Baiyou was photographed with a side face, and he couldn't see the expression of the other party clearly, the corners of his mouth seemed to be curved, but the smile was not real.

As for whether it was because I didn't shoot well or because I was like that at the time, I don't know.

Jiang Yu, who thought he could recognize the other party even if it turned into ashes, really couldn't deceive himself that it wasn't Qi Baiyou.

It was still after two o'clock in the morning, but Jiang Yu didn't feel sleepy at all. He put down his phone and looked at the ceiling eagerly. Both the quilt on his body and the pillow under his head were stained with Qi Baiyou's breath. feel at ease.

At this moment, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

He can indeed try his best to reverse the relationship of "brother", but all this will take time, he needs it, and Qi Baiyou needs it too, but he only forgot one thing, what if Qi Baiyou doesn't give him this time or opportunity?

No one will be with the 'brother' for the rest of his life, everyone will have their own life, and there will be a unique other half who will accompany him until the end of his life - Qi Baiyou too.

Jiang Yu thought, if his husband is so good, the people around him must be as good as him, and their circles have been different from the very beginning.He didn't know how he and Qi Baiyou met, but he didn't need to think about it, if Qi Baiyou didn't reach out to him, then he would never be able to walk to him in his life.

Qi Baiyou was one of the few people who stood at the top of the pyramid, but Jiang Yu was not.

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The next day, Jiang Yu received a call from Qi Baiyou, he hesitated to speak for a long time, but didn't ask about the photo.Although his heart and eyes were filled with curiosity, he couldn't help but wonder what if that photo was real?What can he do then?

Is it really possible to leave this home with self-knowledge like in the novel, wander to another city that no one knows to start a new life, and heal yourself by the way?

Wouldn't it be better to pretend that you didn't see anything and didn't know anything if you couldn't see Qi Baiyou?At least he can continue to stay here with peace of mind, continue to stay at home, and wait for his husband to come back.

He can still sleep with him under the excuse of insomnia, he can harass him on WeChat if he has nothing to do, he can kiss him good night, he can act like a baby, and occasionally he can go to the company to deliver meals to him as a surprise.

Jiang Yu propped his chin to comfort himself. In fact, he doesn't have to be a lover, and he is in a good state now.

It's just that the human heart's desire is endless. Once you have tenderness, you intend to win all the love from the other party, and you want him to only see you alone, and your whole body, including the whole heart, is completely occupied by yourself, and there is no room for other things. .

They can do more things together that they haven't done before, they can be together for a lifetime, they can hold their heads high and say that this person is mine and no one can touch it.

Desire is like a hungry ghost that cannot eat enough. You try to imprison it in a cage, but in the end it will only get worse and be swallowed up until you turn into desire.

For the next few days, Jiang Yu was so depressed that he couldn't lift his spirits. The magazine shooting continued for almost a morning, and his body was sore from the poses. As a result, the photographer frowned and shook his head when he picked out the photos after taking a look. If you say no, you have to reshoot.

"Think of something happy, don't think of yourself as a melancholy prince." The photographer kept directing.

Jiang Yu blinked innocently, he didn't want to be a melancholy little prince, but right now he really couldn't be interested in being a bright little sun.He pursed his lips and recalled some happy things according to the photographer's words, such as chicken legs, such as big meals, such as recently bought a new cabinet of snacks secretly while Qi Baiyou was away.

Thinking of this, he felt a little better. He took a deep breath, raised the corner of his mouth and tried to be a bright little sun.

After the little sun Jiang Yu finished filming, he went to Ge Youpan weakly beside him, took a sip of the water presented by Chen, and returned to a melancholy little prince, saying with a sad face: "Chen Chen, lovelorn is so painful. "

Chen Cheng was taken aback by his words. He quickly looked around, and found that there was indeed someone who heard Jiang Yu's words and turned his head to look at the staff with a puzzled face. He quickly twisted Jiang Yu's words: " Brother Yu, are you too emotionally involved in writing songs? Although emotional brewing is important, you have to relax, and your new album is going to take the path of sadness?"

The staff member who came over curiously heard Chen Cheng's words, thought that Jiang Yu was too emotionally involved in writing songs and couldn't get out of the show, the gossip was shattered, and he lost interest immediately, so he turned around and went to work.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suddenly said: "Yes, I can write down this feeling, and then..." He frowned and thought for a while, and said seriously, "Then sing it to my husband!"

Chen Cheng: "..."

So in the afternoon, in order to divert attention and realize what he said before, Jiang Yu went to the piano store to buy a guitar and went home. After Qi Baiyou quickly finished his meal at night, he ran back to his room to tune the strings, and then hugged the guitar Start brewing feelings.

To say that talent is really rare, Jiang Yu squatted on the balcony holding the guitar and blowing the cold wind all night, and really brewed a little song for him.

He has a good voice, and it's really like that when he sang love songs, maybe because the shock of that photo was hard to remember, he pulled up a few simple strings as accompaniment, substituting the feelings at that time, humming The lyrics I made up casually, sitting there, I really look like a melancholy little prince singing folk songs.

After hurriedly writing it down on paper, I decided to practice for a few more days, and when Qi Baiyou came back, I would play it to him, so that the other party could feel how sad I was, how sad I was when I was a child, and turned into a listless little ball.

In order to brew feelings, the listless little ball squatted on the balcony for several nights, blowing the cold wind and singing folk songs. The melancholy little prince, in front of everyone, finally caught a bad cold and didn't recover for several days .

Qi Baiyou came back a few days early after finishing the matter. He didn't expect that when he got home, he saw Jiang Yu lying on the bed with his eyelids closed, covered with a big quilt that Butler Yao found out from somewhere, and he was sweating all over because of the heat Sticky, but couldn't help but sneezed heavily.

The melancholy little prince turned into a poor little boy with a bad cold, lying pitifully under the blanket, his voice so hoarse that he couldn't speak a word, let alone sing a love song to Qi Baiyou.

"38 degrees seven." Qi Baiyou glanced at the thermometer, frowning into a Sichuan character, "I heard from Housekeeper Yao that I could hear someone singing in the garden every night, so it was you?"

Jiang Yu: "..." He thought no one heard it, but did Butler Yao already know?I hate it, he hasn't practiced well yet, if he knew it, he wouldn't blow the cold wind and go back to the house to sing, and he wouldn't have to suffer this crime.

Jiang Yu, who was speechless, winked pitifully at Qi Baiyou, intending to convey his hard work to Qi Baiyou through telepathy.

It's a pity that Qi Baiyou, who was in a fit of anger, looked blind in the eyes of Jiang Yu. He put down the thermometer in his hand and said, "Drink the porridge, and take medicine after drinking. If things get worse later, go to the hospital for an injection."

"!!!" Jiang Yu looked at Qi Baiyou with horror on his face, and the other party included the top five on his list of "the most annoying things in life" in one sentence, which is comparable to a big devil.

The big devil Qi Baiyou's attitude resolutely tolerates no objection, and disobedience to orders does not exist.

He had a stern expression, but his movements were extremely gentle. He gently helped Jiang Yu to sit up, took the porridge that had cooled down for a while, and first put it on his lips to test the temperature. After making sure that it would not burn his mouth, he moved jerky Pass it to Jiang Yu's mouth.

Jiang Yu blinked, never expecting that Qi Baiyou would feed him, and the other party just put the spoon to his mouth and touched it, that is, as long as he took this bite, it was equivalent to an indirect kiss between them!

In an instant, all the depression and depression in my heart receded like a tide. I opened my mouth and ate it in one gulp. The result was extreme joy and sorrow. My throat with tonsils inflamed felt like being cut by a knife. Let alone this big mouthful of porridge, I almost didn’t spit it out. come out.

In the end, he thought that this mouthful of porridge was an indirect kiss between Qi Baiyou and him, and if he vomited it, it would be gone, so he swallowed it back again with half his life, and he burst into tears because of the pain.

Seeing this, Qi Baiyou quickly put down the bowl in his hand to look at Jiang Yu's situation, only to see the other party blinking with tears in his eyes, and it took a long time before he uttered a word hoarsely: "It hurts..."

"What do you do with such a big mouthful? If it hurts, you spit it out." Qi Baiyou was so distressed, but he had no choice but to rub Jiang Yu's throat carefully, and couldn't help scolding, "I'll keep you awake at night. Hair."

Jiang Yu's expression became even more aggrieved, he endured the pain and slowly defended himself: "I want to write songs to brew feelings."

Qi Baiyou looked at him for a while, but he couldn't bear to scold him any more. He looked up at the guitar in the corner, sighed silently in his heart, and said, "It's cold now, can't we brew it indoors? I just ran away." Let's go to the balcony to blow air."

"I can't develop feelings if I don't blow the wind." Jiang Yu grabbed the quilt, only to feel that his voice was terrible, not like singing ballads and love songs, he could almost howl to rock and roll, "I have to let the wind blow my heart out It's cool."

Hearing this, Qi Baiyou almost laughed, he changed a small spoon to feed Jiang Yu porridge, and asked while feeding, "What song do you have to work hard to write?"

With the lessons learned from the past, Jiang Yu ate carefully this time, but he still felt pain when he swallowed with small movements, "Sir, can I not eat? My throat hurts..."

"If you want to take medicine, you have to drink some porridge to pad your stomach, and half a bowl is enough." Qi Baiyou couldn't bear to see him hurt, but there was no way, the medicine had to be taken after meals, who let Jiang Yu catch a bad cold by himself? ?

Knowing that struggling was useless, Jiang Yu could only continue to drink porridge with a bitter face, while answering Qi Baiyou's question: "Sir, you don't like me, and you have private meetings with other women in the name of a business trip, so my heart is so cold. The songs I write can only be the same as my heart, cool and cool."

The hoarse voice was not very pleasant, but Jiang Yu said it very sad and pitiful, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and Qi Baiyou's hand holding the spoon stopped when he saw it.

He replied blankly: "When did I have a private meeting with another woman on a business trip?"

Jiang Yu saw that Qi Baiyou looked confused and didn't seem to be lying, so he turned over and touched the phone, took out the saved photos and showed Qi Baiyou, and said in a hoarse voice: "Look! You two are pasted together..."

His tone was extremely aggrieved, like a betrayed little daughter-in-law.

Looking at the photo above, Qi Baiyou frowned. Judging from the background, it should have been taken when he was dragged to a 'blind date' by his mother when he just arrived there. His mother pushed him here on purpose just to let him find a suitable partner.

However, in fact, the girl has a boyfriend herself, and she is not very interested in him.

He remembered that the time he had been in contact with them was only a few minutes, and this position was deliberately photographed purely because of the chosen angle, in order to send it to Jiang Yu for viewing.

Thinking of this, a gloomy look flashed in Qi Baiyou's eyes. He glanced at the text message number, and after making a note of it in his heart, he returned the locked screen of the phone to Jiang Yu.

He silently handed the porridge to Jiang Yu's mouth, watched the other party open his mouth to eat, and then slowly explained the process to Jiang Yu, but concealed the fact that his mother was pulling him to find someone for him, and the banquet was a He didn't say anything about what was held at his house.

Following Qi Baiyou's words, Jiang Yu's expression changed visibly with the naked eye, from gloom at the beginning to joy after the sluggishness. For a while, even his body that was still hot and hot did not feel uncomfortable, and fireworks began to crackle in his head.

There was joy in his eyes that couldn't be concealed: "Really?" Jiang Yu couldn't help swallowing, but he subconsciously took a small breath of air because of the pain, but it didn't affect his mood at all, his eyes remained the same. Brightly: "Then sir, won't you leave me?"

Qi Baiyou looked at Jiang Yu dumbfounded when he heard this, and really didn't know where the other party came to such a conclusion. Did he ever say that he wanted to leave him?

As soon as this thought came to him, he was startled, and his gaze towards Jiang Yu changed suddenly, but his subordinates did not forget to take another spoonful of porridge and put it in Jiang Yu's mouth, whichever Jiang Yu opened his mouth and rolled the spoon into his mouth After that, he clenched his teeth and looked at the other party expectantly, waiting for the answer.

Jiang Yu always has a playful smile in front of him. In the eyes of his surroundings, he is just a heartless little idiot. He is like an outsider even though he is in the hot water of the entertainment industry. ask.Ever since he lost his memory, he has always pretended to be Qi Baiyou alone, and his eyes only follow him at any time, no matter how big the matter is, he can't attract his attention. Fill up the capacity.

But people are emotional animals, how many people are really heartless, even carefree children will have their own troubles, so what is Jiang Yu afraid of?

——Afraid that he would leave, afraid that he would not want him.

Qi Baiyou gently tugged at the spoon, but he didn't pull it out, and simply let Jiang Yu bite, but didn't let go, and said softly following this weird movement: "Drink the porridge well, don't make trouble."

Jiang Yu was so anxious that he didn't get the answer he wanted, and couldn't help asking again, Qi Baiyou put down the bowl in his hand, and finally answered: "Who told you that I'm leaving?"

Jiang Yu said: "So you won't leave anymore?"

Qi Baiyou smiled and looked at him: "A business trip is force majeure, I have to make money."

Jiang Yu frowned, and suddenly thought of making money by selling his appearance on TV. Qi Baiyou is so good-looking, there must be countless people who covet him, and his potential love rivals can be said to be from abroad. He immediately said seriously: "It's okay, I'm very I'm popular, and I can make money!" He imagined that one day in the future, he and Qi Baiyou would switch positions, and it was Qi Baiyou's turn to hug his thigh, so wouldn't he be able to rely on each other every day and ask him to do this and that?

He thought happily, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and he said firmly with his eyes bent, "Sir, if you run out of money, I will work hard to support you."

"..." Qi Baiyou was taken aback for a moment, never expecting Jiang Yu to say such words, some indescribable emotion in his heart spread to all his limbs, and even his fingertips felt slightly numb.

He has had little relationship with his parents since he was a child, and the most important meaning of the word "family" since he was a child is the inseparable blood relationship. The good family background allowed him to see the ever-changing pleasing face in society in his childhood.Everyone knows that the Qi family has a lot of money. As the heir of the group, what he needs most is money. Who would be stupid enough to say such arrogant empty words in front of him.

But Jiang Yu, he said that he was afraid that he would leave him and not want him. He didn't flatter him, it wasn't a joke, but he was serious and determined.

It's not stupid at all, it's so cute that it hits his heart.

After eating the porridge, Qi Baiyou came over with the medicine, ignored Jiang Yu's reluctance, stretched out his hand to pull out his face buried under the quilt, and said, "Come on, take the medicine."

Jiang Yu looked at the two pills in his hand, blinked pitifully, did not move for a long time, and finally said hoarsely after a while: "Sir, kiss me, kiss me and I will be fine! No need to take medicine!"

Qi Baiyou: "..." He held back the urge to stuff the medicine into Jiang Yu's mouth and gulp it down.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Yu said solemnly again: "Sir, do you know that you are actually my most effective cold medicine!"

He was clearly ill, but Jiang Yu spoke a lot of love words, every sentence inadvertently caused the heartbeat of the husband who was taking care of him by the bedside to stall, but he had to cover it up hard.

"I only know that I should take medicine if I have a cold. If I don't take medicine, I will go to the hospital for an injection." When he finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Yu was about to talk again, so he interrupted mercilessly and added, "If you can't go out when it's cold outside, I'll let you go." Let the doctor come and give you an injection."

"..." Jiang Yu suddenly didn't dare to speak.

Under the gaze of the big devil Qi Baiyou, Jiang Yu obediently opened his mouth and finished taking the bitter medicine, then looked at Qi Baiyou who was carefully tucking himself in the quilt with a serious face.

"Sir, what I just said is true."

Qi Baiyou glanced at Jiang Yu who was still refusing to let go of his high fever, and said, "Okay, go to bed quickly, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Jiang Yu blinked, stretched out a hand to reach out of the quilt and grabbed Qi Baiyou's wrist, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with so much affection that almost overflowed, only Qi Baiyou was reflected in the black pupils, everything else It's like being covered with a thick layer of fog, only his husband is clear.

It is so clear to the point of view, the contours of the facial features, and even every strand of hair, are unique in the world, and they are all so beautiful.

"You are my best medicine."

The author has something to say: Yuyu racks her brains every day to tease her thighs =w=