I may have a fake CP

The weather on February 2 this year was not good. Qiao Ji went out and took a look at the window, and found that the sky was snowing and white, so he quickly changed into a thicker cotton coat and boots.

After pushing the door open, the wind was really cold. Qiao Ji took out the suitcase, and after dragging it for a short distance, his hands felt so cold that he almost lost consciousness where his skin touched the metal rod.Fortunately, there are gloves sold in the small shop at the entrance of the community, but the main sales targets should be students, and the styles are all stuffed animals, which are quite childish.Qiao Ji spent a long time choosing, and reluctantly bought a pair of plush gloves with a pair of bears printed on them, and waited for the express train to come while paying the bill.

It is already past ten o'clock in the evening, and it is snowing heavily. Fortunately, because it is Valentine's Day, there will be more drivers who are willing to go out to pick up passengers.Qiao Ji got into the car, and the snow crackled on the window, and then shattered into snow foam, blurring the outside world, and only after a while could he dimly see people walking on the street. They were in pairs, and because of the cold night, they were very close.

The driver knew that he was going to the train station, so he smiled and chatted, "At the train station this evening, are you looking for a girlfriend?"

Qiao Ji touched his nose: "It's...not a girlfriend."

The driver saw his embarrassment, and immediately understood: "Oh, you haven't caught up yet? Did you go to someone to confess?"

Qiao Ji gave a soft "hmm".

"It's a bit late for you, let's go today, Valentine's Day is over... Oh, it's hard to buy a ticket now, isn't it?"

"That's right." Qiao Ji said, "It was a temporary decision. When I bought it, I found out that the tickets for the first few days were sold out. This is the green leather slow train that I finally bought. It leaves at [-]:[-]. It's all lit up."

"Okay! It's good for young people to be impulsive. When I was chasing my wife..." the driver sighed, and then talked about his hunting history back then.

Until Qiao Ji got off the car, the story of the love hunt was not finished yet. The driver watched Qiao Ji go to the trunk to get his luggage, and poked his head out of the car window with unsatisfied interest: "It's nice to be young...! Boy, I wish you Valentine's Day Happy!"

The wind and snow were too heavy, and after he had only said a few words, his face was covered in snow flakes, and he quickly retreated into the car.Qiao Jiming knew he couldn't see him, so he couldn't help but smile, and said softly, "Thank you."

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After dragging the suitcase into the door, Qiao Ji took off the somewhat bulky bear gloves, and walked to the automatic ticket machine to pick up the ticket.Unexpectedly, after scanning the ID card, the machine displayed "No ticket purchase record". Manual ticket collection.

The queue at the artificial window was long, and Qiao Ji took out his mobile phone to check when he was bored waiting. Weibo was not as explosive as it was at the beginning, but the amount of discussion remained high.

The microblog subtext of "Speaking to Sing and See Circles" may be because Li Xu and Qiao Ji both insisted that they were spreading rumors, and proposed that "knowingly spreading rumors and reposting them more than [-] times will be criminally responsible", and they were also criticized by the two. Some of my diehard fans reported frequently, and finally couldn't bear the pressure and deleted the blog.

In order to clarify the relationship, he also posted the contributor's Weibo—but it didn't make much sense, it was just a small account that had just been registered for two days, and he didn't even have an original Weibo, and he couldn't find any useful information.

Although the original blog has been deleted, it is rare to have such a big news in the singing circle, so how could it be possible that everyone does not have a screenshot?Qiao Ji even saw that someone had already posted a special post, sorting out what happened in the past two days, and euphemistically called it "New Year's Great Series, I invite you to eat melons".

The people who eat melons still hold their own opinions: those who stand on Qiao Ji's side feel that, after calmly thinking about it, only one photo of the so-called 818 is really the real hammer, but if even this photo is stolen from fans, Talking purely by looking at pictures, there is no real evidence at all; and the black fans of "Zhiqiu" think that only the screenshot of Weibo on Zhiqiu's side is evidence, and other hotel invoices and the like, even if it proves the truth Six or seven people lived in the same hotel together, so there's no guarantee that Zhiqiu didn't have a room with his sister?Maybe Zhiqiu is with so many girls at the same time, just want to hug left and right, and be close to the water!

Moreover, Zhiqiu said that the photo of 818 is a P, maybe he also posted a screenshot of himself?We are not professional appraisers, who can say for sure?The photo of the client's sister he gave is more tightly covered than in the original 818. Does this make people look gross?Also, this person's attitude is unlikable!What's wrong with me being a fan of maps?If you have the ability, come along the network cable and hit me!Just because he can scold even a little girl is enough to show how low this person is. I have been hated on him all my life, so don't tell me any evidence, hammer, I can't hear you.

Compared with the single statement of the people who stand in line with Qiao Ji, the spray points of the black fans are obviously richer and more interesting: you tell him the evidence, and he says you have a bad attitude; He said that you have no quality; if you call him without basis, don't talk nonsense. He began to criticize how many people Qianqiu's idiot fans trampled and how much public anger he caused. Now he deserves to be backlashed.

Comparing the combat effectiveness of the two sides, it is true that the black fans have the upper hand.Including Qiao Ji's big Ru A Die and Ti Ling's Weibo posts, the hot comments are all earnestly persuading their babies not to dip into this muddy water and just eat melons quietly.

Qiao Ji rubbed the center of his brows and couldn't help sighing, but he still tried his best to ignore those words and left the word "thank you" in everyone's comments.

Obsessed with his mobile phone for so long, he forgot to follow the team for a while, until a person dressed as a migrant worker and carrying a large bag forced his way into the gap in front of him, which made him realize.

As soon as he raised his head, before he had time to speak, he heard the woman who was traveling with the migrant worker complain in a dialect with a strong accent: "You bastard, you can even remember the date when you bought the ticket!"

The migrant worker said impatiently: "I don't blame you for being so slow in picking things up. I bought the ticket at midnight because I bought the ticket at midnight. That's why I regarded yesterday's ticket as today!"

Their conversation was fast, crackling like they were arguing, but after Qiao Ji understood most of it, his heart sank for some reason.

The driver's words ""You're a bit late..." flashed through his mind, and the bad feeling grew stronger. He patted the migrant worker on the shoulder: "Let me ask..."

The migrant worker also knew that he was jumping in the queue. He just saw that the young man was clean and handsome, and thought that he would not and would not be "condescending" to be serious with himself, so he aggressively inserted it. .When Qiao Ji slapped him, he thought that Qiao Ji was going to argue with him about jumping the queue, so his eyes widened immediately, and he turned his head ferociously: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Ji: "..." Seeing that this person's attitude is really not very friendly, he was also anxious just now. In fact, there are some things that he can verify without asking the other party, so he just shook his head and gave up: "Forget it. .”

The migrant worker turned his head away resentfully, and Qiao Ji turned on his phone again and began to look up his booking records.

"Order xxx, Qiao Ji, you have purchased the Gxxx train north of city A on February 2, departing at 14:0."

At first glance, there is still no problem. Qiao Ji had to filter the time information of "2:14 on February 0th" in his mind several times before he had to admit the fact that he was the same as the previous one. A whole day late--

2月14日0点20分的车票，其实是2月13日晚上的12点20分，一旦时针走过了14日的零点，那么他就算是飞奔也再赶不上了。

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Qiao Ji still had a little hope left, and followed the crowd in the queue, but this little hope, after hearing the staff tell the migrant workers, "The expired ticket can only be changed once, and now there are the last two tickets left at 08:30 tomorrow morning." Do you want a ticket?"——At that time, it was completely shattered.

The couple of migrant workers happily rebooked their tickets and walked away carrying their bags.It's not that Qiao Ji never thought of rushing up to tell the staff that the two of them jumped in the queue and asked them to give him the chance to change the ticket, but in fact he could only use one ticket if he got the chance, and the couple might be because of He couldn't go home.

Two-to-one, the classic train track change problem, if the staff weighs it themselves, the result will probably not change.

Sure enough, after hearing Qiao Ji's description, the staff shook their heads and said, "Tickets are too tight during the Spring Festival travel season. There are no extra tickets these days. Those two people just took away the refunded tickets that were just vacated."

Qiao Ji didn't know how depressed his face was, but after the young-looking staff member looked up at him, he thought for a while and said, "Why don't you wait in the lobby, if someone refunds the ticket, I'll give you a refund first." I'll let you know in a moment."

This is a kind of hope anyway, Qiao Ji quickly thanked the conductor, she shook her head: "It depends on your luck, let's go first, I'm going to receive the next passenger."

Qiao Ji didn't dare to disturb her work anymore, so she left the suitcase first, then sat down on a nearby bench, took out her mobile phone, and started fiddling with it aimlessly.He clicked and opened each APP one by one, and after playing it twice, he felt bored and quit again.Fortunately, he remembered to bring a power bank and charger when he went out this time, and the battery of the mobile phone is safe.

When he clicked into the browser app, Qiao Ji's hand couldn't help but pause, and when he realized it, he had already opened the bookmarks.

The first place in the favorites is the record of the two of them after CP that he and Li Xu watched during the days when they "shared the same bed"——

"Is today too sweet?sweet. "