Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

The fruit juice that had been left for a long time did not feel cold, and a sweet and sour taste filled the tip of the tongue. Zhao Siyi had no time to react, and had already swallowed it.

At that moment, Fei Dajin's melodious voice rang in his ears.

"Light luxury~light luxury juice~"

"It's all real fruit flesh. The endorsement I picked up for you must be of high quality~"

"The packaging is also pretty, it's as white and clean as yours, you can see the fruit crumbs floating~"

......

Jiang Cheng was standing at the door, his expression was a little gloomy because he was exposed about buying drinks, and he couldn't see the emotion clearly in his black eyes.

Zhao Si also reacted for three seconds, and his heart suddenly dropped.

In an instant, he felt that he had been brought to a decision point in his life.

Jiang Cheng knew that he was allergic to pineapples.

Know clearly.

ugly and fate

How to choose?

"Mr. Jiang, you are right. It's too late, there's nothing to interact with. I offended you. I'll go back first."

Zhao Siyi neither wanted to be ugly nor wanted to die, so he walked to the door in two steps, intending to sneak away to the hospital.

In the next second, an extra hand appeared in front of him.

"Since you care so much, just stay."

"..."

Jiang Cheng's expression was indifferent, a little uncomfortable being exposed on the spot, but also a little indifferent: "But you can only sleep on the sofa."

"..."

sleep with your mother.

Zhao Si also squeezed a smile: "No, Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Cheng: "Wrong."

Zhao Siyi: "?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "According to the contract, you should call me brother."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

"elder brother..."

Zhao Si also gritted his teeth, and then quickly said: "No, I'd better go, I... this person is very picky, I don't want to sleep on the sofa."

Afraid that Jiang Cheng would stay, he added: "I'll keep screaming in the middle of the night when I'm sleeping on the sofa. Did you forget that it's so noisy? I'll still climb onto the bed!"

"No."

"..."

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was a little softer: "You...didn't climb, I thought you were not sleeping well, so I hugged you over."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

I know it!

But I don't need to know now! !

Zhao Si also tried his best to calm down: "I'd better go."

Jiang Cheng frowned: "I said no."

Zhao Si also gritted his teeth: "I think this is too unreserved! It's not reserved either!"

Jiang Cheng said calmly, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Zhao Siyi felt heartbroken: "The time has passed, seven days have passed!"

"Stop it."

"......"

"I've already drank your stuff, do you have to count it so clearly?"

Jiang Cheng's voice became deeper and his throat choked: "I can let you sleep on the bed."

Zhao Si also stomped his feet: "I don't want to sleep!"

"You misunderstood, there is no other meaning."

Jiang Cheng frowned and emphasized: "It's just a normal sleep, you don't have to blush like this..."

"..."

Zhao Siyi threw the phone and closed his eyes and shouted:

"Because I'm allergic!!!"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

.

The spacious Mercedes-Benz is driving on the empty road, and the two rows of poplars are sleeping in the night.

Zhao Si also felt that this scene was very similar to his first day on the set, except that Dong Dongdong and Fei Dajin were not in the car now.

It was rare for him to see Jiang Cheng driving. He was still wearing thin long sleeves and slacks, not even a hat, as if he didn't think about anything, and got out in a second.

Dim lights were on on the roof of the car, and Jiang Cheng's slender fingers kept gliding across the navigation screen, looking at the way to the hospital.

Zhao Siyi slightly turned his face to the side by the window, the bright and dark reflections cast on the glass, reflecting a round pig's head.

Several ugly.

Zhao Si also lowered his head again.

The speed of the car was very fast, Jiang Cheng fiddled with the navigation for a while to determine the route, and then couldn't help turning his head to look at the people next to him.Because he had to keep an eye on the road, he could only quickly pass by, leaving a shadow in front of his eyes, and then he had to look back at the road in front of him.

allergy.

Allergy to pineapple.

He remembered that the other party was also allergic on the first day he joined the crew, but when Dong Dongdong asked, the other party said it was pollen.

The people around him lied.

Why lie?

An almost crazy idea came to Jiangcheng's mind again, and he couldn't help asking, "Are you Xia Qi?"

Zhao Siyi didn't even think about it: "Yes."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Too ugly, it was Xia Qi who killed him.

He has been Xia Qi for so many days, Xia Qi must stand up and repay him at his ugliest time.

There was silence in the car, and nothing was said.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the drooping head from the corner of his eye, but the doubt in his eyes did not diminish.

He suddenly remembered something.

He knew that Zhao Siyi was allergic to pineapples not long after the two got together, in September when school just started.

There was a faint fragrance of white chrysanthemums in the flower bed. After the two of them received their new books for the third year of high school, Zhao Siyi looked very happy, but also a little absent-minded. He kept looking at his phone and fell behind before taking two steps. he.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, and his eyes darkened slightly: "Don't send messages while walking."

"I won't eat tonight." Zhao Siyi pouted: "Just watch it for a while, I'm going home tonight."

"go home?"

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. After Zhao Siyi was with him, the frequency of going home has gradually become very low.

After all, they have just been together, and they are passionately in love with each other, wishing they could stay together every minute.Jiangcheng's apartment is such a private space, you can do anything.

Besides, most of Zhao Siyi was not taken care of when he returned home. Although he hadn't heard anyone mention the specific situation, Jiang Cheng could probably guess from the old aunt's words.

"Is something wrong at home?"

This is the school, Jiang Cheng didn't make much movement, just walked back a few steps, the young man's appearance was written all over his face, he frowned and asked, "How long will you stay?"

Zhao Siyi typed a few more words, put down the phone, and then came to coax people with a smile: "Just for one night, can I have a meal? I'll go find you after eating?"

Jiang Cheng's brows relaxed: "Yes."

Zhao Si also saw his face changing so quickly, he couldn't help being funny: "Jiangcheng, why are you not afraid of my trouble?"

"Shouldn't you say it's too late at this time, just stay at home and rest."

He hooked Jiang Cheng's shoulder and whispered into his ear, "What do you want to do to me tonight?"

"..."

Jiang Cheng avoided answering, peeled him off, frowned and said in a low voice, "You have already agreed."

Zhao Si also said "Oh": "Then I will be accosted by a little girl when I walk at night."

"..." Knowing that the people next to him were playing tricks, Jiang Cheng squeezed his palm through the schoolbag, but couldn't help being abducted into the broth:

"I'll pick you up."

"you said."

But Jiangcheng failed to receive anyone.

He waited downstairs at Zhao Siyi's house until 11 o'clock, but no one came out. No one responded to the messages on WeChat, so he could only make a phone call in the end.

When he rushed to the hospital, what Jiang Cheng saw was Zhao Siyi sitting on the infusion area with a pig's head on his head.

The boy leaned back on the chair, tilted his head a little, as if he had fallen asleep lightly.

After thanking the director who brought him here, Jiang Cheng walked over with a frown and glanced at the medical records.

In a long piece of flamboyant words, I can barely recognize the word "pineapple allergy", but even if I can't recognize it, I can probably tell it by looking at the face.

Jiang Cheng put down the case and frowned.

Zhao Siyi's neck was still red, and his breathing was very uneven, as if he had fallen asleep due to the side effects of the medicine, and his brows were still tightly clenched in his dream.

Jiang Cheng wanted to ask him to ask what's wrong and why he didn't reply to the message, but he couldn't bear it.In the end, I called the nurse to change the person to a superior single room.

The movement of being put on the bed was not small, Zhao Si also woke up, and the next second he saw the person in front of him, he quickly got into the quilt again.

Jiang Cheng: "..."

"come out."

"I do not."

"Hurry up, it's the infusion line."

"Then you turn around."

"..."

As a last resort, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to turn around, and then heard a rustling sound of getting under the quilt behind him.

Zhao Si also put his hands away, hugged a pillow upright to cover his face, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

He didn't speak, Jiang Cheng didn't dare to turn around, so he could only stand with his back behind his back and say, "I didn't wait for you downstairs at your house, so I asked my family."

The person at the head of the bed was silent. After a long time, Jiang Cheng called out softly, "Ah Yi?"

A humming sound came from behind the pillow:

"sorry."

Jiang Cheng knew that he was talking about not replying to the message and making himself wait, but that wasn't what he was worried about.

Jiang Cheng sat on the head of the bed with his back on his back, moved back a little, and asked, "How did you make it like this?"

"I'm allergic, don't worry."

Zhao Siyi paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "You go first, and I'll look for you in three days, we're going to win each other."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

He fumbled backwards with his hand, and poked around on the quilt for a while, finally touched two swollen fingers, and pulled gently: "No, three days is too long."

Zhao Siyi: "Those two days."

Jiang Cheng: "It's been too long."

Zhao Siyi: "That day."

Jiang Cheng: "I don't want to leave."

Zhao Si also did not speak.

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to say that he had looked at the little pig's head in the infusion room just now, paused, and then changed the topic he wanted to ask more:

"Ah Yi, who are you having dinner with tonight?"

There was no sound from behind, Jiang Cheng leaned back a little more, and felt a bulging bag behind him, so he stopped moving and stuck to the person behind him.

There was no sound in the single ward for a long time. Jiang Cheng waited quietly. After waiting for a long time, it was so long that he wondered if the people behind had fallen asleep, and then he suddenly heard two words.

"my mother."

Zhao Siyi's voice faded, with a bit of guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you before, but she was divorced a long time ago, and she doesn't live with me."

Jiang Cheng was not surprised.

He knew about it from the old aunt when he went to the police station to look for someone, but Zhao Siyi never mentioned it to him, so he always pretended that he didn't hear it, and never asked Zhao Siyi about it.

"But you should be able to guess."

In the room with no lights on, there is only a little morning light that is about to climb out, faintly bright.

Zhao Siyi whispered, "She hasn't come to see me for several years, this time she is on a business trip."

"Ah."

Jiang Cheng rubbed the two carrot heads in his hands: "How are you eating?"

Zhao Siyi: "Very good."

Jiang Cheng: "Then why..."

There was a moment of silence in the ward, and Zhao Siyi said softly, "It's nothing, she forgot."