What he sang is all fake

A pale yellow post-it note was sandwiched in the middle of the page, and from the moment he turned to it, Qi Chen was distracted.

He didn't listen to what the team leader who was holding the summary meeting said next. This kind of desertion experience is really novel. After all, he has always been a good student in the traditional sense when he was a student.

List the OKR, adjust the schedule for next week, and after explaining the odds and ends, a table of exquisite and tired young people announces the end of the meeting.The colleagues in the same group walked out together, and Qi Chen followed silently at the end.His mind is full of the sticky notes that he put in the book in the past, and the person who wrote "missing you" stroke by stroke.

After going to work, his life became regular again, but without Bei He's side, he felt very boring. He clearly recognized this point, it was amazing.Obviously, during the more than 20 days from the Chinese New Year to Beihe's return to Weicheng, they basically stayed at home, watching movies, playing games, and doing nothing special.

The most special thing was that it snowed heavily for two whole days, Bei He took him downstairs to have a snowball fight, at three o'clock in the middle of the night.It's too cold at [-]:[-] a.m. to feel like it's not worth living, but they did have a good time.Bei He threw him in the snow, kissed his chin with trembling cold lips, and stubbornly grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his collar, so that when they went back upstairs and rolled together seriously , There is still ice water melted by body temperature between the adjacent skin gaps.

That's kind of fun.

The taciturn and indifferent solitary person has been transformed invisibly, and once the habit is formed, it is really tormenting.For example, as soon as he came home and pressed the password to open the door, no one threw himself into his arms on time, only the Big Dipper fled under the sofa. Did he come here sleepwalking in [-]?

"What do you want to do this weekend?"

The little brother at the adjacent station chatted with him in a friendly manner while closing the table. He froze for a moment and didn't know how to answer, because he didn't have any ideas.

Another colleague with heavy dark circles heard it, and twitched the corners of his mouth and said quietly, "Treasure the complete weekend with no business backlog, newcomer, you will want to die even if it's Friday..."

The girl who talked to him in the tea room at noon patted a folder on the predecessor's shoulder, "...Hey, don't scare away the good looks of our group, okay?"

I didn't expect that everyone in the workplace would treat newcomers the same way they treated "transfer students" when they were students. Although they may not be surrounded by all the staff, there is always some extra attention.Qi Chen smiled lightly, and casually pushed a few documents that had slid to the edge of the table for the neighboring table a little.

Of course, there is also unreasonable hostility: the young man in the second seat on the right in the front row always shows a half-smile expression when his colleagues talk to Qi Chen, and at this time it turns into a white eye. Although Qi Chen I don't care, but I still notice it.

Whether it's a kind greeting or an inexplicable target, the real people leave the building, and the colleagues are just neighbors who will meet on time next Monday, not friends who knock on your room door with a wine bottle in the middle of the night.Qi Chen clocked in and walked out of the office building, unexpectedly thinking of Liang Feng again at such a moment, thinking of Liang Feng, who was broken in love in the second semester of high school with dyed yellow hair, climbed the window into the dormitory on the second floor in the middle of the night and dragged him out to eat skewers.

What is the sign of people suddenly becoming nostalgic?On such a day, he accidentally turned over the sticky notes from the past. Was it a kind of omen and reminder?Qi Chen squeezed onto Line [-], which was in the evening rush hour, and during the rickety commute, he thought about something he had never thought about before.It is a very wonderful process to judge the changes in one's own sensibility by reason, so that his impulse seems to be no longer called impulse, but the optimal solution after reasonable inference.

The terminal of Line 36 is the airport, and it's not something Qi Chen can do if he just walks away.For nothing else, there is a little ancestor in the family.But Qi Chen was very efficient. It only took him an hour from returning home to take care of everything that Big Dipper needed for the next [-] hours to taking Line [-] to the airport again. He didn't change his clothes or bring his luggage. It's like going straight and never coming down.

At [-]:[-] on Friday night, Qi Chen appeared on Sanli Street in Weicheng.This feeling is very strange, he concluded that people should occasionally try something that they have never done before, at least this kind of freedom and freedom that he has never had before.

There is also a kind of satisfaction and comfort when he sees his old friend open his mouth into an O shape in surprise in the face of his surprise.

"... My Brother Chen?! Do you really exist here?"

Liang Feng's voice was lost, Qi Chen licked the corner of his mouth at him, and sat down with a beer from the bar.

"Xiaomei said you joined the job last week? What are you doing here?" Liang Feng couldn't help but marvel, "Did you ask me for something? Wasn't there enough material last time?"

"One hundred thousand why?" Qi Chen opened the can with a click, and drank a cold beer with his head raised.He rolled his Adam's apple, raised his eyebrows and asked him, "I'm fine, can't I come and see you?"

Liang Feng was stunned.He froze for three seconds, looked around, and was sure that this was the bar where the smog pierced his eardrums, that's right, Qi Chen was still the calmest and most indifferent one among the demons dancing, and he didn't speak with a smile, but what had become complete? different.

"Last time... the mirror, I'm sorry." Qi Chen tapped the beer can with his slender fingers, pointing out intentionally.

It's okay not to mention it, Liang Feng almost blush for him, the messy room has left a deep impression on him until now.He clicked his tongue and didn't know where to start talking for a moment.

"You, when did you arrive? Have you had dinner?"

"I came here directly after getting off the plane. Fortunately, I ate some at the airport."

Liang Feng continued to stare, "Where's that little celebrity in your family? Why did you come to me first?"

"He..." Qi Chen lowered his eyes and shook the can in his hand, "He's still in the company at this point, I'll look for him later."

Liang Feng carefully looked at the softened expression of his old friend, with mixed feelings in his heart, and it took him a long time before he answered, "...you have changed."

"Ok?"

"Become...humane?"

Liang Feng also buckled the ring, clinked glasses with him, and smiled loudly.

"Ha, good thing."

I'm going back to the dormitory>

At [-]:[-], Beihe's message popped up, a little earlier than usual.Qi Chen walked quickly on the side of the street, the night at the end of February was still surprisingly cold, he got into an empty red phone booth at the corner of the street, and called Bei He in this relatively sound-proof and quiet small space.

The phone rang several times before it was connected, and Bei He's soft voice came from the receiver.

"Qi Chen?"

"Ah."

"Why did you call... Miss me?"

Qi Chen hummed again, so Bei He laughed softly.

"Are you resting tomorrow?" Qi Chen asked again.

Chapter Three of the Covenant, Article [-]: No matter what happens, I will never lie to you.

Bei He opened his mouth, looked at Chu Xiaofei and Song Yixiang opposite, with serious expressions showing their rejection of dog food, gritted his teeth, and said an answer that wasn't a lie.

"No training tomorrow, but I have other things to do..."

Fortunately, Qi Chen didn't ask what's the matter, but he asked again, "Are you going to be busy all day?"

Bei He, who had just returned from the celebration banquet of the "Dongyou Qiming" press conference, was wearing a suit he had found on the spot, and his makeup hadn't been removed, and his eyes were narrowed in discomfort.He paused and said vaguely, "I don't know yet..."

He really doesn't know.

During the lunch break that day, Song Yixiang brought him from the training room to the styling room, put on a small dark blue suit, blew his bangs into threes and sevens, and put on some eye makeup of the same color as the suit.His youthful spirit was completely covered up, and the maturity that replaced it made him feel a little uncomfortable when facing the mirror.

But everyone on that occasion was indeed dressed like this.In the brightly lit venue, apart from those who knew each other but hadn't spoken to each other, Bei He only knew Feng Junyan and Director Li.Feng Junyan's care for him was to point him to a suitable seat for the jerky, so that no one would pay more attention to him if he didn't speak, which was exactly what he wanted.Director Li was surrounded by a circle of people, so he was too busy to greet him in time.

This is not a world he has really touched. Although they are all in the entertainment industry, the boundaries between seniority and job title are obvious.Song Yixiang walked around the arena in a wonderful way, taking care of everything that needed to be done, but in essence, the principle of their trip was just two words: keep a low profile.

Song Yixiang's furious roar on the way here was still ringing in Beihe's ears: "It's special, it's overcast, and the letter was sent in the morning when I worked on the desk at night. Is it for people to go or not?"It's just a matter of one sentence to order people, why do you engage in such yin and yang weirdness?

The "yin and yang strange" person is dressed in a suit, and his tall figure stands among a group of big coffee and noble people.Bei He didn't want to look at that person at first, but he secretly looked at Director Li who had tied up his long hair.Director Li really looked like the kind of gentleman in white clothes who came out of the movie, the kind of cool and perverse temperament made people look at him involuntarily.

And he was standing with Boss Jia, it was really disgusting, Bei He immediately withdrew his gaze.

Fortunately, Jia Zhong didn't look at him for the time being, but someone else noticed him.The keenness of sight made Beihe subconsciously look back at Jia Xin who was standing next to Jia Zhong in a wine red dress.The eldest lady slightly raised the champagne in her hand and smiled politely at him.

……Grass.

Beihe responded with a slight smile, then lowered his head and frantically pressed his phone to send a message to Chu Xiaofei.

Fair skin and beautiful 36C?Are you willing to take her to drag racing, do you want to marry into a wealthy family?

Chu Xiaofei immediately replied with a capital P and a long string of exclamation marks.After a long while, he followed up again: ... How do you know that I took her to drag racing?

Brother, you said it yourself when you scolded high at noon...

Surrounded by big and small film and television fans chatting and laughing, Beihe either looked down at his phone, or ate a plate of fruit uncomfortably.The location of the corner was just right, and a dinner party was spent while he infinitely reduced his sense of existence.When he walked out of the venue, he heard both himself and Song Yixiang heaving a sigh of relief.

Surprised?

"Dongyou Qiming" is scheduled for April. Director Li seemed in a good mood when he was speaking on stage, but he disappeared as soon as the show ended.The only person who wanted to say hello was gone, saving the last bit of worry, the two went straight to the underground garage.

Then they ran into Jia Zhong and Jia Xin head-on, so coincidental that it was as if the other party was deliberately blocking them.

In the dark underground garage, various security guards escorted the master into the car and left in a hurry. Various luxury cars drove away, the sound of car doors colliding and tires scraping the ground formed a dark night symphony.The eyes of the four met, Song Yixiang gave a dry laugh, and shook hands with Jia Zhong.

But Jia Zhong forgot even the symbolic greetings, he looked past Song Yixiang and looked directly at Beihe.

"You haven't been asked to go to the press conference anymore, is it so reluctant to have a celebration banquet?"

He asked this lightly, but given his identity and aura, Jia Zhong always has the ability to make the atmosphere frightening.Before Bei He could figure out how to deal with it, Jia Zhong asked again.

"Why didn't you answer my call?"

Theoretically, this kind of question without beginning and end is completely confusing, at least Song Yixiang's smirk is completely frozen at the corner of his mouth.But Beihe miraculously realized what he was talking about, he moved his lips, "...So it's your call."

Bei He smiled, "I thought it was a call from an illegitimate fan, so I blocked it."

Jia Xin who was next to him laughed with a snort, mockingly.The temperature in the parking lot was also approaching sub-zero. She stood upright with bare legs and high heels, like a proud and disdainful swan, and Jia Zhong next to her looked like a family.Bei He blinked his eyes slowly, the relationship between the siblings is not very good, but he has no time to watch the theater.

Jia Zhong didn't care either, he was used to holding the power of life and death after all, a little resistance and provocation was nothing to him.

"Let's have dinner together tomorrow, and I'll show you something." He calmly explained, then nodded to Song Yixiang, "I'll answer the call, right?"

"I have a dinner party tomorrow, I don't want to go...but sooner or later I have to settle the matter, it's not easy to push." ​​Bei He murmured, "What about you, what are you going to do on your rest day tomorrow?"

Qi Chen was silent for a long while without speaking, and there was the whistling wind and sporadic traffic from the receiver.

"Are you outside?" Bei Hechao winked at Song Yixiang and Chu Xiaofei, and the two of them waved their hands and retreated first. It seems that this phone call can't make a long story short.He pouted unconsciously, "What are you doing? It's so late."

"I'm here," Qi Chen panted, his voice sounded like he was walking quickly. "I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

Chu Xiaofei and Song Yixiang, who were pouring water in the kitchen, only had time to hear the door slam, and Bei He ran out of the door like a gust of wind.

This is really unexpected. I didn't expect that someone other than the illegitimate fan would come without an appointment and stand downstairs waiting for him. What kind of surprise is this? Waking up in the middle of the deep ocean.

Qi Chen compared the saved address with the location on the map, and then put the phone back in his pocket.A figure ran out of the building, rushed straight to him, and was embraced by him.

If you calm down a little, you should think about it, and if you are photographed like this, you will die.Qi Chen didn't think there was anything wrong, probably because he heard about Zhou Xiucheng's "interference", which gave him the confidence to be willful for no reason.Seeing Bei He's attire, he couldn't help frowning, quickly took off his down jacket and covered him, and pulled up his hat and buckled it over his head.

Bei He shrank his neck, he was as surprised as a kid who won the lottery.He looked at his boyfriend's face, his invisible eyes were still red.

"It seems that you really miss me."

And I miss you too, just you, life and death are up to you.