Every day, I'm robbing a man with the male protagonist

Huang He's signed hand paused, looked up at Tao Xing in front of him, and then at Fa Xiao behind him: "Do you know each other?"

Leng Feichen nodded. He only knew that Fa Xiao was also at the signing venue, so he wanted to come over and say hello to Fa Xiao, and then left. He didn't expect to meet Ye Xing here, so he yelled out without thinking. .

Tao Xing was confused, there was only one passage behind the male god, and that was only for insiders, but wasn't Leng Feichen the editor?Could it be that the book was published smoothly only after the male god signed a contract with him?But when did it become a publishing house?

They lost some time by going back and forth like this, and they were not happy to wait in line to see the Yellow Crane Goddess. They all complained to him not to delay others, so Tao Xing had no choice but to pick up the signed book and leave the line.

Leng Feichen had already come out and waited aside: "Where are you going next? The signing area in Canghai?"

Leng Feichen was actually a little depressed, he could feel Ye Xing's hostility towards him, no matter how well Ye Xing disguised, he couldn't hide from his piercing eyes, after all, life experience is there.After thinking about it, Leng Feichen thought Ye Xing would be hostile to him only because of Ji Canghai, Ye Xing liked Ji Canghai, and Ji Canghai liked him.

He no longer minded that Ye Xing used him to post on the bar, not only that, but after a few turbulent pinches, he also developed an inexplicable desire to be close to Ye Xing.

Ye Xing is a strange plant that took root and sprouted in the barren desert in his heart, and also bloomed, bringing color to his pale world.

But no matter how deep the root of the flower is, it is not to hold on to its own soil, but to get close to another sand dune next to him.

The name of that dune is Ji Canghai.

Leng Feichen felt a little sympathetic to himself, and it was fine if he couldn't help himself approaching, but he could only disarm Ye Xing by talking about his rival in love.

Tao Xing: "Canghai is here too?"

Leng Feichen made preparations for Ye Xing's happiness and his own pain: "This signing event is jointly organized by the company and Huang He's company, and the author's signing area is on the other side, but Ji Canghai's signing is at [-] p.m. It’s just started, if you want to see him, you have to wait a little longer.”

To Leng Feichen's surprise, Tao Xing's reaction was very cold: "Oh. I won't go."

Now Tao Xing just wants to go home with the book and kneel down to take a group photo. Such an important matter cannot be delayed, how can Ji Canghai compare with the male god.

Thinking of the photos, Tao Xing thought of another important thing. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and set the photo taken with the male god just now as his mobile wallpaper, so that he could see the male god every day when he turned on the phone, so happy.

Leng Feichen stood opposite Ye Xing. He couldn't see what Ye Xing was doing, but he could see the yellow crane Q-version stickers all over Ye Xing's phone case. He looked slightly to the right. Ye Xing's backpack was hanging on the side. Holding a furry yellow crane q-version doll.

Looking at Ye Xing's happy smirk, Leng Feichen felt that something had knocked over in his chest, especially unpleasant.

If only Ye Xing could smile at me like that.Leng Feichen lived for 24 years, and it was the first time he felt jealous because of a single person.

This feels so foreign.Leng Feichen didn't know when Leng Feichen came into being, just like he didn't understand why he hated Ye Xing at the beginning, but why he teared up his feelings for him instead.

Leng Feichen had been away for too long, a colleague came over and told him to go back to the signing area, so Tao Xing said goodbye, turned and left without hesitation.

Leng Feichen stared at the surrounding area of ​​the yellow crane on Ye Xing's shoulder bag that swayed as Ye Xing walked, his eyes narrowed slightly, he found a way to approach Ye Xing openly without being rejected by the other party.

The direction of the matter has deviated from the original track, the hero wants to be closer to the male lead, and the other protagonist wants to be closer to the hero.

When Leng Feichen came home that night, Ji Canghai deliberately came back earlier than Leng Feichen and prepared everything. When Leng Feichen took off his coat, he naturally reached out to take it.

Leng Feichen avoided Ji Canghai's hand indiscriminately: "Have you eaten?"

Ji Canghai's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he secretly encouraged himself, showing a gentle smile: "Not yet, let's eat together when you come back."

When Leng Feichen approached and saw the layout of the dining table, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered his expressionless expression, and sat down on the chair.

Ambiguous orange lights, romantic candles, and delicious steaks.Ji Canghai thought that everything was ready, and the most critical step was missing.

Ji Canghai wiped his mouth clean, his face was red, and he looked at Leng Feichen with tenderness and sweetness: "Feichen, I... have something to tell you. I..."

Leng Feichen had already finished his steak, and he didn't say a word during the meal. Before Ji Canghai could finish speaking, Leng Feichen wiped his mouth and stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

Ji Canghai became anxious: "Feichen! Don't go! I...I like..."

Leng Feichen stopped and looked at Ji Canghai with no warmth in his eyes: "I don't like you."

Leng Feichen spoke decisively, and Ji Canghai stayed where he was.

It's not winter yet, but Ji Canghai only feels cold: "You...you already knew..."

Tears fell down, Ji Canghai was cute even when he was crying, and even made him look more pitiful, but Leng Feichen didn't even look at Ji Canghai.

So the indifference in the past was not due to your personality, but because you found that my mind deliberately kept a distance from me, right?Ji Canghai's heart was cold, but Leng Feichen didn't even give any ambiguous pity, and went straight back to the bedroom.

When Tao Xing got home, he couldn't wait to take out the two books from the hardcover box, stayed up all night to read them, and went to bed at one o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, it was already afternoon.

The last few pages of the two books are several special local snacks recommended by Huang He, and some of them have recipes. Tao Xing thought about taking a few and making them for Ji Canghai, which is both heartfelt and innovative.

Just because Tao Xing likes to eat doesn’t mean he can make them. After spending several days, wasting countless materials and successfully turning the kitchen into an explosion scene, Tao Xing finally made twenty lemongrass cookies.

Shui Zhudan couldn't bear to look at the half-yellow and half-black oddly-shaped failed products in the trash can. The white tiles were stunned by cream, flour, sugar and other things to form abstract paintings.

"...Are you sending it over now?"

Tao Xingbu bought a beautiful and compact gift box, and carefully put twenty cookies that survived 81 hardships into it: "Yes, strike while the iron is hot."

"..." Are you sure those twenty can be eaten?

Shui Zhudan: "...Why don't you try one and send it to him? You haven't eaten it for so long."

"No, I can't make up the whole number after eating."

The food Tao Xing wouldn't even eat is so delicious... Shui Zhudan looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and silently shed tears of sympathy for Ji Canghai in his heart.

May Ji Canghai still be alive after eating the biscuits, Amen.