I Ship My Adversary X Me

893.5 [Yiliang Cell Phone Memo - Excerpt]

Suddenly, it was too sudden, everything happened too suddenly, the plot was too brain-intensive.

It took more than 3000 exclamation points to calm down.

It was the actor's self-cultivation that saved my life - as well as the wine table culture and junior high school Chinese.

The typing hands trembled a little, probably because of the alcohol.

After this battle, my acting skills and adaptability will definitely have a qualitative leap.

She never expected that the closest relative in the coming year would be the one she hated the most yesterday.

From this, I learned a truth: keep a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future.

Fortunately, because I didn't want to lose my demeanor in front of Yan Yan, I didn't do anything too outrageous, otherwise, I really don't know what to do, and probably I can only apologize with death.

Fortunately!Uncle Huang is kind-hearted, chivalrous and courageous. He didn't care too much about me, and even—seemed to have a good impression of me?

As expected of Yan Yan's own father, he is indeed innocent, simple and approachable.

Continue to work hard, maintain this state, and must establish a good relationship with Uncle Huang to wash away the previous major mistakes.

Self-blame, incomparable self-blame, I was too nasty, I actually used such an unbearable way of thinking to speculate on words, and misunderstood him for so long.

——Yanyan always said that I was kind to him, so it turns out...he really thinks that I am kind to him.

Well it should be.

After all, if you like someone, in the final analysis, it is because you think he is "good" and everything is good, so such a good person deserves the best treatment.

"Be nice to a person" should be the most basic expression of liking besides what material things can give.

Off topic, continue to reflect, I shouldn't have misunderstood what I said, being blind and preconceived is really bad.

However, if it wasn't for a misunderstanding, I wouldn't... think about getting in touch with him further, and discovering the joy of every inch of progress, it can be regarded as the blessing of misfortune.

——No, you can't justify yourself from a tricky angle. If you are wrong, you are wrong.

Yan Yan must be very angry. [well]

Originally, I have been thinking about how to confess for the past two days. I have consulted various documents, made a few pages of various plans, arranged a lot of scenes, and made thorough preparations, but I still feel that it is not enough. I am hesitant and do not know how to speak. Now

!

The incident happened suddenly, and my mood was so ups and downs that I forgot the preparations and arrangements for testing the waters tonight!

It's the second time, I should be blacklisted by that restaurant, and I will probably be blacklisted by the violinist.

Hire a pianist next time.

Well, it's not too late, even if it takes another half an hour to finish eating, it should be able to catch up with the night fireworks at the amusement park in PlanB.

It's okay, it's still in the plan, it's safe, it's all right^^

Although it seems that there is a bit too much focus on the sense of ritual, but... it is always good to be perfect.

Be sure to be as good as possible.

I don't know how to face Yanyan when I go back. [well]

Will he...don't like me because of this?

probably not.

Or doubt my IQ?

should be.

Forget it, let's go back anyway, we can't leave the table for too long, the fireworks are easy to get cold, and we don't wait for anyone.

894.

Gu Yiliang held the doorknob suspiciously, touched the tip of her nose unnaturally: "...not long?"

Lao Huang really deserves to be a generation of vagrants who have experienced strong winds and waves. The father and son were bumped into each other at the scene, and he could still call Gu Yiliang to sit beside him without changing his face, and handed him a cup of hangover tea with a smile. He asked, "Are you a little drunk?"

Gu Yiliang looked at Lao Huang, then at me with a calm expression, and then turned her head to look at the door of the box, as if she had fallen into self-doubt: "... also, maybe?"

Before Lao Huang could speak, he quickly shook his head and said firmly, "No, I can still drink!"

Lao Huang's spirit was revived, and his eyes showed appreciation: "Okay, good, good!"

I:"……"

895.

Anyway, as soon as the two of them got together and had a drink, there was no room for me to speak. I could only sit quietly next to me and be a wallflower, watching them exchange glasses and listening to their chatting and laughing.

Gu Yiliang really tried her best to praise Lao Huang, not like Gu Yongzheng, but more like Gu Lianying, spit out a set of clichés, which made Lao Huang not close his mouth when he smiled, saying no After two sentences, he started to say that if it wasn't for Gu Yiliang's word Yongzheng, his name would have had seniority in it, and he really wanted to adopt him as his adopted son.

Gu Yiliang bit the rim of the wine glass, with the word "mistake" written in her eyes, full of regret.

Do you realize your stupidity now?I chuckled, and seeing him lower his eyes in aggrieved manner, his position immediately shifted.

Lang, we are of one mind!

Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, so I tugged Lao Huang angrily, and said in a low voice: "... If you want to admit it, you can admit it. Why do you care about the name so much? Otherwise, you can recognize him as a godfather."

"Hey, how do you talk?" Lao Huang turned his head and patted me dissatisfied, "Then he calls me foster father, you call him godfather, and you two call each other?"

I:"……"

Me: "You go on, you go on."

896.

Seeing that they were chatting again, I sipped my hangover tea, opened and closed a few social apps casually while chatting in every possible way.

As soon as I clicked on QQ, I saw William Lianwei knocking on me and asking if I was there.

Although the matter of the same humanities has not been discussed yet, after all, I have just officially come out in front of my parents and been recognized, and with the blessing of alcohol, my whole mood is in an extremely excited state. Shaking my head didn't hurt anymore, and I returned calmly.

William William: Xiao Nene, I thought about it. I edited several versions of the thing about humanities and sent it. It may be that the staff of the program team made a mistake when printing the manuscript. Yan Yan has read the unmodified version, so it doesn't mean that Yan Yan has read it... Don't bother Yan Yan and ask him about it.

What a girl!If I deny the real candy I discovered, I don't need to bother thinking about the reason!

I was moved for a while, and my heart was relieved, and I replied ah.

William William: By the way, well, I can inquire curiously... Has their current relationship progressed to a certain stage?Stable or unstable?

William William: There are too many people, so it won't spread to the group!I'm just asking privately!

William William: Because I saw them 1551 with my own eyes before, it was too sweet. I saw that Yanyan didn't post many studio ins in the past two days, so I was a little worried about 1551

William William: It's okay if you don't have the convenience to answer!Please forgive a worried old mother!

I thought about it for a moment, I just denied her a real candy, why don't I give her another one!

Absolutely not for show.

Unspeakable: They are very nice, they are having dinner with Yanyan's parents.

There was no reply for a long time, and I reacted belatedly.

Oh no—

It is an iron law to send materials to be hammered!

I slapped my forehead, which was burning hot from the alcohol, and leaned back stealthily, and took a picture of Lao Huang and Gu Yiliang, who were not showing their faces, raising their hands to clink glasses, and attached a mobile phone QQ The built-in filter "A Side of Wine" was sent to her.

Unspeakable: [Figure]

Unspeakable: Sigh, come and eat.

897.

For some reason, William began to swipe the ellipsis frantically. I looked at the dots overflowing on the screen inexplicably. This is the 21st century. Isn’t it just to meet a parent? Why are you so excited?

William William: ... Yanyan?

898.

I:?

899.

Unspeakable: who?

William William: My hands are trembling and I can’t type now. My phone is about to be crushed. I dare not write like this. I dare not open my mind like this. I have epilepsy, asthma, high blood pressure, and stroke.

William William: Words......

William William: Words! ! !You can have a snack!You didn't send it to others, did you? !

Unspeakable: who?

William William: I will not say it.

Unspeakable: who?

William William: …………… Angle, bowls and chopsticks, filters, forget about these, the most important thing is.

William William: Why are you there when they meet the parents? ? ? ?

900.

I slammed my phone on the table hard.

Old Huang Gu Yiliang was startled, and Qiqi looked at me: "What's wrong?"

Alcohol hurts! ! !

Why is this hangover tea useless at all!Others drink fake wine, am I drinking fake tea? !

The villain in my heart roared wildly while slapping my own hand with the cane. I smiled very stiffly, and squeezed out a few words from between my teeth: "It's okay, my hands are slippery."

Gu Yiliang glanced at Lao Huang with concern, and asked me cautiously: "...Is it okay?"

I:?

No, my heart was shaken, my heart was broken like confetti on the street, I didn't even hear the conversation you just had!

I smiled reluctantly, and my tone was as stiff as a mechanical sound, or the kind that had rusted after being soaked in water: "You, say it again?"

Gu Yiliang blinked her eyes, her expression seemed a little hurt: "...I said, since the name is different in seniority, can I be called, um, Mr. Huang, Uncle Huang?"

He added in a low voice: "If it doesn't work, I won't call it that..."

Lao Huang looked at me disapprovingly: "What's going on with you today, why you don't like Xiaozheng calling you anything, so what's wrong with letting Xiaozheng call you that? How kind, how you feel like a relative of the emperor. "

I:?No, who the hell is Xiaozheng? !

Gu Yiliang also looked at me, his eyes were so lost, as if he was about to collapse on the spot and cry in the next second, and his emotions were fragmented.

Although I knew that there was a 90.00% possibility that he was acting, I still took a few deep breaths in my heart, and calmed down: "Of course! It's just a bit weird to call it that way, after all, we—"

"Everyone is used to being called Uncle over there." Before she could say a few words, Gu Yiliang's lost expression instantly turned into joy as if she had been blessed, and she turned her head with bright eyes: "Dad."

Old Huang: "Hiss!——"

I:?Isn't it why everyone calls you hiss?It's not Gu Yiliang, but you did it on purpose, right?

I pinched Lao Huang's thigh hard under the table, and Lao Huang quickly adjusted his face, hummed reservedly, and then took out his mobile phone and shook it: "Hey, let's talk first, I'll go out and make a call." .”

After speaking, he stood uprightly and walked out without looking sideways.

901.

Hearing the insane laughter faintly coming from outside the box, I held my forehead with trembling hands.

902.

This was the first time that Gu Yiliang and I got together alone after the misunderstanding was resolved, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

I was silent, Gu Yiliang hesitated to speak.

No, the main reason is that I lost my horse? ! !How can this be fixed? !

——You said I was Xiao Chen?The photo was sent to me by the words?

——Who would send a picture of himself meeting his parents with his same-sex lover to his assistant!

Otherwise, if you say that the photo was taken by me, am I actually Gu Yiliang? !

903.

My thinking was torn apart by the alcohol, I was thinking about excuses in a daze, I picked up and put down my phone, and there was a loud buzzing.

Gu Yiliang fidgeted for a while and turned her head to look at me, then looked at the door of the box for a while, then fell silent for a while, moved over a little bit, leaned towards me, and said hesitantly: "Well, Yanyan, I call myself Uncle Huang —Is he unhappy? After all, our business..."

No, no, the old man just couldn't help himself for a while, and was crazy about love outside.

Gu Yiliang looked dejected: "It's because I didn't think it through."

Seeing that the child was frightened, although the emotions in his heart were really broken, it was still clear which was more serious. I put the matter of William Lianwei aside for the time being, and pulled his face: "Now you know that you are afraid? Just now Who dared to hate Lao Huang fearlessly? Huh? Situ madly hated him?"

he:"……"

Him: "Situ mad?"

Me: "Don't you like to give yourself a name? The double surname sounds cool, otherwise I will change you to Zhuge? Ouyang? Wanqi? Murong?"

he:"……"

Him: "Gu Weiyanzi?"

I:"……"

904.

Master!Zhuge teases the devil!

905.

I couldn't stop giggling in my heart, and I didn't want to worry about the misunderstanding anymore. After all, he thought I was adopted, not only didn't "dislike" me, but he also protected me everywhere, even Uncle Qi probably did that time. Seeing Lao Huang suddenly just now, I guess he felt uncomfortable...

Hey, why is this person so nice?

When he was on the show, he said he would not get him drunk or let him cry, but he also drank because of Lao Huang, and after running out for so long just now, maybe his emotions broke down and he hid in the bathroom sadly. Weeping.

I felt sorry for myself, and I felt a tug in my heart, with a calm expression on my face, I pressed his hand, and said calmly and reliably in a timely manner: "Don't be afraid, everything depends on me."

Gu Yiliang patted the back of my hand: "The situation is urgent, let's be more realistic."

I:"……"

He: "How about I give him some gifts? Root carvings? Jade? Make him a life-size statue and put it in your garden? I read on Baidu Encyclopedia——"

He paused, and I narrowed my eyes.

Dare you go out for so long just now, did you secretly search for information and go for what you like? !You still have my heartache!

I gritted my teeth, and with a backhand - pulled him closer, kissed his wine-stained lips: "I say I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

He was taken aback when I kissed him, probably thinking about something, he smiled so much that he could hardly find his big eyes, put his arms around my waist, pushed me halfway down, and whispered between my lips: "Wait, let's go together—"

Lao Huang held his mobile phone to his ear, and suddenly opened the door: "Lao Lu told you—"

906.

Old Huang: "Cough."

Me: "Cough."

Gu Yiliang: "Cough."

We separated our bodies one by one in slow motion, returned to our original positions and sat upright, looking at Lao Huang sincerely: "Please tell me."

Old Huang: "Pay attention to the influence, pay attention to the influence. Your Director Lu told you to return to the set immediately, saying that there is a meeting to be held."

The air pressure in Gu Yiliang's body was stagnant, I looked at him puzzled, then turned to ask Lao Huang: "It's late at night, what happened?"

Lao Huang: "Lao Lu said that he had received internal news that someone was going to reveal that your hero went out to gamble with a group of rich second generations last year. The impact is not very good. If you can't hold it down, the film crew may stop filming for a while. , Let you go back and sign an agreement."

I:……………………

Lao Huang waved his hand: "Your male lead looks like a human being, it should be a matter of no wind and waves, so you don't have to worry too much, ah."

No, I personally think it's true in all likelihood—brother master, the real person doesn't show his face, the master is among the people, a pornographic, gambling, and poisonous entertainer!

"Okay," I nodded, pulling the silent Gu Yiliang to stand up, "Then let's go back quickly."

907.

A table that was originally prepared for Lu Dao and the others was completely wasted by the three of us. For some reason, Gu Yiliang seemed to be suffocated. He looked down at his phone all the way and didn't speak. I asked in a low voice. I asked him a few times and he hesitated to answer, which made me really confused.

How long has this been going on?I went back to the crew, bid farewell to Huang, finished the lengthy meeting, signed the agreement, and returned to the hotel—during this period, my heart broke again because I saw a message from William Lianwei—his emotions were all over the place. He didn't reply, but gradually sank down, and didn't talk to me very much, as if his heart had been seriously injured.

908.

I'm almost starting to wonder if he has something to do with the hero.

909.

Until he sat down in the small living room in Gu Yiliang's hotel room, he was still unwilling to speak. I wanted to talk to him, but I was a little bit reluctant to see his dejected look, so I said slowly: " Don't worry too much about the master, let's let the law—"

Gu Yiliang looked like he had just woken up from a dream: "Huh?"

I:"……"

Me: "...Aren't you feeling sad for him?"

He: "...No."

He was silent for a moment, as if mustering up his courage, with an extremely solemn expression: "I..."

My little heart lifted up and looked at him suspiciously. He—— lowered his head and swipe the phone again.

I:"?"

I was interrupted by Lao Huang's appearance and made a big misunderstanding. I almost forgot about his indifference to me these two days. A gloom and lingering alcohol flowed into his heart together.

The clay figurine was still angry, and I was not a clay figurine, so I immediately grabbed his hand: "You, what's the matter with you?"

910.

Originally, I wanted to question him domineeringly, but when I said a word, why did it sound a little wronged?

I was soured by myself, and there was a chill in my heart.

I adjusted my tone and expression, and repeated the question: "Why are you ignoring me?"

No, why do you still seem aggrieved? !man!Be a man!

I suddenly leaned over, half sat on him, and pinched his chin: "man, why are you ignoring me?"

No, what is this all about? !Can you still express my dissatisfaction? !

Gu Yiliang was stunned by my pinch, and wrapped her arms around my waist for a moment, helping me to sit still, her lips slightly opened and closed, as if organizing words.

All right, if you want to organize it, organize it, see the sincerity in the details, I was soothed by his subconscious action of protecting me, looked down at him, and waited honestly for him to speak.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his expression seemed to be a little tangled, and his eyelashes fluttered.

911.

When the mountains had no edges and corners, when the river stopped flowing, when time stopped, day and night were not distinguished, and everything in the sky and the earth turned into nothingness, he was still hesitant to talk, but he couldn't speak smoothly.

——Fortunately, this time I learned how to be good, and I didn’t hold my breath. Otherwise, by the time he opened his mouth, I’m afraid I’d have been cold, burned to ashes, and sent to the countryside to be used as fertilizer, and no one would recognize anyone.

No, he is a pearly old clam or something, why is it so difficult to make him open his mouth, do I have to give him a bubble of salt water before he can open his mouth to spit sand?

To be honest, with such a long time of thinking, even if Xuanzong asked me to get a sutra, I have already returned.

I've coaxed myself well, and I don't care about being indifferent anymore, people, there are times when they are depressed and don't want to talk, right, we have to be considerate of each other——

I just don't know what he wants to say?I beg you, please clear up my doubts!Open your mouth!

I stared at him deeply, almost turning into a watchdog, and finally, he spoke.

Under my gaze full of hope and encouragement, he slowly said: "...Why don't we talk about it tomorrow—?"

912.

I killed him!

913.

I shook Gu Yiliang's shoulders, and broke down: "Say it! Tell me what you want! As long as you can do it! Just speak up!"

Gu Yiliang reached out to support my waist: "Don't shake, don't shake, don't fall!"

I leaned back and looked at him with astonishment: "If you don't tell me, I'll kill myself. You can figure it out."

Gu Yiliang looked at me, mustered up her courage again, and said solemnly: "I..."

I won't mention my heart anymore, just watch, he still can't finish talking in all likelihood.

Sure enough, he pursed his thin lips and stopped talking.

I didn't even bother to throw up, so I decided to wash up and go to bed early. I was about to stand up, but he grabbed my arm tightly, moved me from his lap to the side and sat down, and ran into the room. Room.

I:?Why did you run away?

Not long after, he ran back again, and handed me a book with both hands.

I:?

I took it.

914.

What he held in his hand was a cowhide notebook, which was heavy, like a hand account.

This should be pretty personal, right?I hesitated and asked, "...show me?"

Gu Yiliang bit her lip lightly and hummed.

I confirmed: "Can I see?"

Gu Yiliang nodded.

I opened the book.

915.

I was silent.

916.

This is... How should I put it, rather than a diary, it is more like a heart stripped of all pretense and cover-up, showing all emotions naked and pure, bit by bit, piece by piece, complete I found a real Gu Yiliang.

Gu Yiliang stood beside me with an extremely nervous aura, I didn't look up, and looked at the notebook in my hand seriously.

The first half of the book remembers the daily work in detail, including the joy when receiving the job, the complaint when tired of work, the embarrassment when being embarrassed by others, the gratitude for being favored by others, and some trivial and disturbing housework interspersed in it ——After half a year, my name appeared in his notebook.

917.

It’s not long, I haven’t known him for a long time, and there are only at least 20 pages a day, but the part about me is surprisingly rich, with a lot of extra pages added, as if from other books There are also a few sheets of sharp-edged printing paper—like, a mobile phone memo?The book that was originally of moderate thickness is bulging, and it looks a bit messy.

The encounter at the beginning, the misunderstanding in the middle, the decision he made, he recorded his mood, his emotional changes, his entanglement, his anxiety and apprehension, my preferences, After that, all the details of our relationship, sweet or embarrassing, interesting or boring——

I watched our story with a completely different perspective and a completely different version... How should I put it, it was as if I accidentally poured a paint called "Gu Yiliang" into the lake of my heart, and the whole pool of water was poured in an instant Qin dyed his color.

918.

The pages were turned over one by one, until the date jumped to nearly two days, I didn't know what he was thinking these two days, and finally revealed the mystery of his hesitating to speak.

919.

I let out a breath, closed the book, and returned it to Gu Yiliang.

Gu Yiliang looked at me calmly, but the knuckles holding the book turned white: "...you—"

Me: "Wait, wait, wait a moment, you stand here, I will come when I go."

Me: "Don't think about it, I just leave for a while and come back soon."

I am fast."

920.

I dodged into the inner room of his room, closed the door, locked it, and yelled his name a few times through the door, listened to the movement, and checked the sound insulation of the room.

Yes, confidentiality is good.

I turned around, my eyes swept around his room like a wind blade, and locked on an innocent mineral water bottle.

Very well, it's you.

I ran over to pick up the mineral water bottle, found a pleasing place to put it away, and——

It was smashed to pieces with a hand knife!

921.

Is Yiliang really thinking of herself as Yiping? Writing a diary behind my back all day? !Or did he think he was Lei Feng, who wrote all the good deeds in his diary without leaving his name? !

Love that I don't just say I'm going to write in my diary!What if I don't react? !Do you want to wait for the two of us to miss out on this, and then our respective descendants will hold the book and cry bitterly to recognize each other, and then we will have a lasting love that will be passed down through the ages, and then wait for future generations to adapt our story into a novel and movie? !

What do you play if love has God's will? !

Fortunately, I tossed and turned all night guessing whether he was straight or bent, but he smoked himself after only three cigarettes? !

Also read the article!Still trying to purify Jin Zhuwen's routine into true love and pure love? !What kind of fairy is he? !Is Wenquxing going down to earth? !

Still supporting? !Is there anyone who takes care of people like him? He takes care of people so shockingly? !Touched by China's top ten benefactors? !

Still say you want to chase me? !How can you talk about love if you chase people like him? !Is there still room for improvement? !Why don't we just turn them into butterflies? !

No, what does it mean to be afraid that I don't like the real him? !Whether he is Steel Garuru, Zhuge Liaomo, Situ Kuangdang, or Ouyang Paramecium, I really like him, okay? !

Still want to confess? !Can't you just say the confession? Is it so difficult to say I like you? !If you insist on making a big scene, you still refuse to talk about it for a long time? !ah? !is it hard? !The god of death is not as daunting as he is? !He just couldn't open his mouth to let me know that he couldn't do it with just a few simple words? !

Confess your confession!Actually took out the diary directly? !What kind of ultimate killer move is this that shakes the world, weeps ghosts and gods, Pangu created the world, God created the world? !

I almost wished I could just lie down on the spot under Cheng Huan's crotch, okay? !

I half-kneeled on the ground, gritted my teeth and beat the mineral water bottle in front of me violently.

922.

I calmly opened the door.

Gu Yiliang still stood where she was, looking at me blankly, nervously and somewhat at a loss.

I catapulted and hit his arms, jumped up again, was supported by him in time, and my whole body was hung on him.

923.

"I like you too," I said, "I like you most in the world."

The author has something to say

Thank you all for being Ziz for a month!

Pure love, the car is outside the episode

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Not in a hurry, not in a hurry!It was supposed to end here!It's better to be sweet than dry and crisp!

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It's still too late

There will be no episodes, no thick, no long, no cars, no daily life, no sweets, no continuous loss of horses, no large-scale variety shows, no public coming out (this is an anti-flag (meh da

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Don't panic, William William is on the sidelines!