Don't make trouble, it will be photographed!

Zhao Moran pinched the center of his eyebrows with his hands, let out a long breath, and leaned tiredly on the back of the seat, the phone rang with a "ding", and his mother sent a WeChat message:

[Your dad's first round of chemotherapy was finished the day before yesterday, and the medicine you sent last time worked well, and he's in a good state of mind now. 】

Zhao Moran was overjoyed when he saw the message. He suddenly thought that he won the King of Dance today, and the program team just gave him a house, so he immediately replied:

[I plan to take you over for the next two days. The medical environment in Beijing is better after all, and the accommodation has already been arranged. 】

After sending the message, Zhao Moran made arrangements to He Sheng: "In a while, you can help me check the air ticket back to Wuhan tomorrow. If the time is right, I will go back."

"Okay!" He Sheng replied.

He Sheng went on to say: "Lisa said that after the official release of this episode of Crossover Dance King, I will hold a small fan meeting for you first, and let you choose the first repertoire in the past two days, and spare time Get in touch with the music director as soon as possible.”

Zhao Moran responded with a vague nasal voice, then leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that Zhao Moran's breathing gradually became even, He Sheng lowered the wind speed of the air conditioner and changed the music in the car to "See or Not See".

The prelude to the song sounded and echoed throughout the carriage;

【Whether you see me or not, I will be there neither sad nor happy.

Whether you miss me or not, love will not increase or decrease there. 】

With the melodious and soft music, Zhao Moran's consciousness was slowly brought to the lavender manor.

Zhao Moran was surrounded by the fragrant lavender bushes, the little sun was dancing to the music when he was young, his thin body was dancing with the sweet breeze, he danced while laughing, looked at Zhao Moran and said, " Brother Moran, do you think I imitate it?"

The golden sunset sprinkled on the young man's hair, and the shadows of the setting sun reflected in the young man's eyes. Zhao Moran nodded and looked at the young man, and nodded with a smile.

【Come into my arms, or let me live in your heart.

Love each other silently, love silently.

Love each other silently, love silently...]

Little Sunyang suddenly threw himself into Zhao Moran's arms, with tears in his eyes, he said aggrievedly, "Why did brother abandon me?"

"I..." Zhao Moran frowned, looking softly at the little sun in his arms.No matter how you explain it at this time, it is cruel to a ten-year-old child.So he raised his arms and held the little sun tightly in his arms.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his lips were cold, and he looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes in surprise; the little sun in his arms suddenly became slightly taller than him, but his appearance became extremely blurred.The man hugged his head tightly with both hands, and pressed his lips tightly against his lips, making him a little breathless...

He gasped, sat up abruptly, and He Sheng, who was beside him, stepped on the brake quickly, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"...No," Zhao Moran shook his head, letting his consciousness return from the dream, "It was just a dream."

"You've been too tired lately...." He Sheng looked at Zhao Moran distressedly and said, "I'll go back and prepare a cup of hot milk for you before going to bed."

Zhao Moran nodded, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw a WeChat message from Ji Hao:

[Brother, when will you rehearse tomorrow? 】

Zhao Moran paused his hand on the screen, and then replied:

[Tomorrow I plan to go back to Wuhan, let's make another appointment in two days. 】

The other party quickly replied: [Oh. 】

After returning to the house, Zhao Moran instructed He Sheng: "Book the ticket for me. I will leave early tomorrow morning. My schedule is very busy recently."

"Got it."

Hot water flowed down Zhao Moran's hair to his toned body. He brushed his hair with his hands and laughed at himself: Zhao Moran, Zhao Moran, you are so ridiculous that you would have such a dream, and the other party is still... ., Could it be the reason why I have never had a family?He actually began to have fantasies about men.

After taking a shower, He Sheng had already left.There is a cup of He Sheng's hot milk on the table, and next to it is Zhao Moran's mobile phone, and there is a short message notification for booking tickets in the mobile phone.

I saw that He Sheng booked him a flight ticket at 11:[-] tomorrow morning, which was still first class.

After Zhao Moran turned off the phone, he simply packed up some belongings, and then threw himself into the quilt.

Early the next morning, He Sheng drove Zhao Moran to the airport on time. As soon as Zhao Moran got out of the car, he saw a person in front of him wearing a set of pure white sportswear, black sunglasses, and a GUCCI bag on his body. Walked out of the car not far away.

Zhao Moran stared at the man with his mouth open in surprise, and the man walked towards him with a smile on his long legs, and said, "Brother, you are my partner now, how can you just leave as soon as you say it?"

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Moran asked suspiciously, "Announcement?"

Ji Hao showed a sly smile, "Yes, the location is in Wuhan."

"Oh," Zhao Moran nodded, "Then maybe we are on the same plane."

"Let's go." Gentleman Ji Hao made a gesture of invitation.The two quickly passed the security check and entered the VIP waiting room. Zhao Moran asked with a cup of coffee, "What event are you going to participate in? A road show?"

"No," Ji Hao sipped his coffee and said, "Go to visit the old man."

"Oh?" Zhao Moran suddenly became interested, "Is it a charity event at the orphanage?"

"No." Ji Hao took off his sunglasses, stretched his legs, and said with a mysterious face, "the old man at home."

"Huh?" Zhao Moran felt very strange, Ji Hao's family members should all be in Beijing, could it be that there are relatives in Wuhan?

"Show me your ticket." Zhao Moran stretched out his hand to see Jihao's ticket.

"Here." Ji Hao coolly handed the ticket to Zhao Moran's face.

Zhao Moran looked at the ticket repeatedly, compared it with the ticket in his hand, and asked in surprise, "We sit together?"

Ji Hao smiled without saying a word.

It took Zhao Moran a long time to realize that it must be He Sheng, that sleazy guy who betrayed himself again!He was surprised: "Are you going to my house?"

"Isn't it possible?" Ji Hao said casually.

"But...." Zhao Moran paused, "It's not that I won't let you go, but that I want to take over my sick father this time."

"It's inconvenient for you to go there alone, and you don't take He Sheng with you," Ji Hao said, "I just went there to help you."

Zhao Moran was about to argue a few words, when Ji Hao's face suddenly pulled down again.

Well, this person really can't say, he can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

Zhao Moran was speechless, and compromised: "Okay, okay, but I can't entertain you properly, and..." Zhao Moran said awkwardly, "My house doesn't have a guest room, so you have to squeeze in with me when you go. room, or I'll open a hotel for you."

Ji Hao's iceberg-like face melted again in an instant, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "No need to spend money, I don't like staying in hotels, and I'm not going on a trip."

After boarding the plane, Zhao Moran sent a message to his mother, and then switched his phone to flight mode.Ji Hao reached out to the stewardess for a blanket, then carefully folded the blanket and put it on Zhao Moran's lap.

Zhao Moran looked at Ji Hao suspiciously, what kind of blanket should he wear on a hot day, and he is not an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Ji Hao said calmly: "Your leg was injured before, don't catch a cold."

Zhao Moran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looking at Ji Hao's serious face, he didn't know whether he should feel moved or think that this person was being too naive.

Zhao Moran suppressed a smile, sincerely thanked Ji Hao, and then leaned on the seat for a nap.

Not long after, the plane started to assisted take off, and the takeoff process was very bumpy. He opened his eyes inadvertently, and saw Ji Hao beside him with a pale face, frowning, and tightly closed lips.

Is this person still afraid of flying?

Zhao Moran suddenly became interested, and joked: "Our President Ji is also afraid at times?"

Ji Hao frowned, holding the armrests on both sides tightly with both hands, Zhao Moran was immediately happy, he put his hand on the back of Ji Hao's hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the plane will be stable in a while."

Unexpectedly, Ji Hao directly held Zhao Moran's hand tightly with his backhand. Zhao Moran took a breath and looked at Ji Hao in surprise.

Ji Hao's fingers were cold, and cold sweat was pouring out of his hands. Zhao Moran wanted to shake off his hand, but he couldn't bear to see Ji Hao's pitiful appearance, so he thought to forget it, let him go, anyway, shaking hands is not enough. it's not a big deal.

At this time, the stewardess walked slowly not far away, and said softly: "Sir, please adjust the back of the seat."

"Okay." Zhao Moran was about to let go of his hand to move the seat, but Ji Hao clung to his hand tightly and refused to let go after shaking it several times.

Zhao Moran's face flushed to the base of his neck, and the stewardess stared at their clasped hands with wide eyes, and then slowly squeezed out a few words, "...I'll help you. "

At this moment, Zhao Moran was so ashamed that he wished he could break the glass and jump off the plane.The stewardess leaned over to help him adjust the back of the chair, and immediately gasped, almost screaming out.

She covered her mouth in surprise and said, "You are Zhao..."

Zhao Moran hurriedly motioned her to whisper, the stewardess recovered her senses and looked at Ji Hao at the side, her eyes rolled upwards, she almost passed out, "Ji..."

Zhao Moran couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out his hand and wished he could directly cover the stewardess' mouth.

The stewardess stared at the two excitedly, her eyes were bright, she came back to her senses after a while, and then smiled brightly, "I understand, I understand, I often go shopping and have your unspeakable super chat .”

Zhao Moran: "..."

Zhao Moran wanted to get out of the window even more now, he didn't expect to meet cp fans by plane.

The stewardess walked back to her colleague with cheerful steps, then quietly covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered something to the colleague beside her. After hearing this, the female colleague also covered her mouth in surprise, and the two of them still secretly glanced at themselves .

It looks like gossip!

Zhao Moran lowered his head in shame, staring at Ji Hao angrily.The plane gradually stabilized, Ji Hao was finally willing to let go, and his face returned to the coldness of the Wannian Glacier.

He said slowly, "Does brother hate it so much for others to see us holding hands?"

Here it comes again, Zhao Moran rolled his eyes angrily, thinking, what else?How could two big men openly hold hands in broad daylight?You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed too!

Zhao Moran turned his head away and stopped paying attention to Ji Hao.Ji Hao crossed his legs and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and began to read e-books by himself.

Zhao Moran was so angry that he waved to the stewardess for a cup of coffee.After a while, the stewardess brought a cup of coffee coyly, and then held a notebook and a pen with both hands, and said submissively: "Well, can you sign for me? I am a loyal fan of both of you."

"Okay." Zhao Moran took the notebook generously, and was immediately struck by thunder.There was actually a photo of him and Ji Hao printed on that pink notebook, and some goddamn manufacturer actually put their photos together, and the two people in the photo were looking at each other affectionately.

The corner of Zhao Moran's mouth twitched, and he quickly signed his name on the first page with a swipe of a pen. Ji Hao snatched the notebook over, looked at the cover of the notebook and smiled, as if he was very satisfied with the cover.