After Ji Tingsen finished filming, he knew Meng Lanfeng was coming from his assistant Zhao Yifan.

Looking at the resting place, Meng Lanfeng and Ji Mingrui were sitting paralyzed, leaning very close to each other, and seemed to be having a good chat.

He was filming the last scene of the afternoon, and he was free at the moment, so he walked over at a leisurely pace.

Ji Mingrui was the first to see Ji Tingsen. He had this intuition. When Ji Tingsen appeared nearby, he immediately caught it and said to Meng Lanfeng, "Brother Lanfeng, my brother is here!"

It was originally called Meng Lanfeng—Brother Meng, but Meng Lanfeng thought this title was too old, so the two of them discussed it seriously, and finally decided on this, Meng Lanfeng also commented: It sounds good!

While talking, Ji Mingrui trotted up to Ji Tingsen, raised his head and smiled: "Brother, your friend is here!"

"I see." Ji Tingsen helped Ji Mingrui's shoulder, there was no special meaning, just the habitual intimacy between brothers, looking at the things he was holding: "What are you holding?"

Ji Mingrui beamed out happily: "Brother Lanfeng sent it, a gift!"

In fact, no matter how expensive the two packs of hot pot ingredients are, how much is it worth, but the gift is light and affectionate, and he cherishes it when he thinks it is good. He kept holding it when he was talking to people before, and he didn't let go.

This is also what many people like about this child. They know what to do and don't spoil people's wishes.

There were many people in the production crew. Ji Mingrui had a good chat with Meng Lanfeng just now, but now he ran to Ji Tingsen's side, chatting and laughing, envious and admiring.

With his ability to get along with everyone, it's no wonder he can get close to Ji Tingsen.

People with a good mentality are envious, and those with a bad mentality are inevitably shameless. Doesn't Ji Tingsen have a boyfriend?

But it’s enough to say something so sour. The most important thing in the crew is acting skills. Ji Mingrui is really energetic and able to endure hardships. The director is very eager to see him, and he said that the next play is suitable in front of people. role, and looking for him.

The one who felt bitter was Wu Jingjing's assistant who left her behind.

Watching Ji Tingsen say hello to Meng Lanfeng, Meng Lanfeng occupied Ji Tingsen's chair like a master and did not move. Not only was Ji Tingsen not annoyed, he dragged another chair and sat on it, looking amicable from a distance.

What should I do about this, Wu Jingjing has a bad temper... What should I say when I go back?

Here, Meng Lanfeng didn't get up from the chair, so he really wasn't a master, he was completely stunned.

Look dumbfounded.

Ji Tingsen's costume today is a blue and white long dress, the fabric is light-thin and elegant, layer after layer, it looks fairy-like, not to mention the person wearing this dress, Meng Lanfeng's grades when he was in school Often at the bottom, but a word pops up in my mind in an instant: Zhilan Yushu.

There are countless handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment circle, and it is not uncommon for Ji Tingsen to reach Ji Tingsen's level.

It was a kind of posture and demeanor in the bones, elegant and calm, and the whole figure seemed to have stepped out of an ancient painting.

It's so pretty!He thought angrily, but also had a good eye.

I just felt that my heart was beating very fast, and it was about to jump out of my throat. This kind of situation happened a few months ago, when I was betting against Ji Tingsen.

I knew it was acting, but I was stared at by those eyes affectionately and persistently, and I couldn't forget it after many days.

Fortunately, at this time, Meng Xing felt that it was not good to be like a silly cousin, so he reminded Meng Lanfeng to come back to his senses.

After regaining his senses, he didn't get up, he rummaged through the bag containing the hot pot ingredients, and when Ji Tingsen greeted himself, he responded as if nothing had happened, and then sent the bag forward: "You owe me to eat hot pot tonight? "

Meng Xing: "..."

With a stomach full of indescribable words, he looked at Ji Tingsen nervously. It is a miracle that he has not been blocked until today, just like his cousin is a debt collector.

How did he know that even though Meng Lanfeng and Ji Tingsen hadn't met each other in the past two or three months, Meng Lanfeng called or sent Ji Tingsen a message from time to time, and the two of them have always been in contact. Like old friends.

Ji Tingsen smiled and said yes, he didn't ask when he owed it, and he didn't forget it.

I rummaged through the bag to look at the hot pot ingredients, very seriously, and finally chose one: "Eat this tonight?"

Now in the first half of the filming of this drama, the advantages of being strict in the early casting came out. Even a person like Wu Jingjing who has too many thoughts has no major problems in acting.

The filming progress of the crew is fast, and occasionally work will be finished early, today is it.

Meng Lanfeng watched Ji Tingsen carefully choose the hot pot bottom ingredients. If Ji Tingsen was cold-faced or unfamiliar at that point, he would immediately freeze an iceberg. Where did I find it.

He didn't forget to ask Ji Tingsen if he and Ji Mingrui were related.

Meng Lanfeng asked Ji Mingrui about this.

Ji Mingrui just said, "Brother Ji is very kind to me." No matter how much, he listened to his brother.

To Meng Lanfeng, Ji Tingsen didn't hide it: "My brother, dear."

Meng Lanfeng was really shocked this time, seeing that Ji Mingrui was more pleasing to the eye than before, and gave him two more packs of hot pot seasoning, this time there was no special pain.

A few hours later, the three had hot pot at the hotel.

While eating and chatting, Meng Lanfeng asked about Wu Jingjing, Ji Mingrui was curious about the south where Meng Lanfeng had been to, Ji Tingsen listened and answered most of the time, but there were many things to talk about, so he talked quickly without knowing it two hours.

In the end, Meng Lanfeng took advantage of Ji Mingrui to go to the bathroom, and went to Ji Tingsen with a beer can that he hadn't drunk much: "Brother Ji, you are not mean enough, did you really have a boyfriend? Let me see the photo. Can you be as handsome as me?"

Meng Lanfeng has the confidence to say this. His appearance is also in the upper class in the entertainment industry. He is a handsome man with a mixture of innocence and vigor, cute and manly.

Fans often complain that it is too tiring to switch back and forth between mother fans and girlfriend fans.He said he was tired, but his tone was proud.

Ji Tingsen saw Meng Lanfeng seem to be competing with someone, but he looked at him without blinking, and his heart skipped a beat.

In the past, he seldom thought of other things, but after Qin Zhen's incident, he also knew that sometimes being called brothers is not necessarily true...

Ji Tingsen really has Qin Zhen's photo.

In the past, the original owner secretly took a lot of photos of Qin Zhen with his mobile phone. He looked awkward, but it seemed unreasonable to delete them. He transferred them to a private folder on the computer and put them away.

Now there are a few photos of Qin Zhen on the phone, all of which are high-definition large pictures, all sent by Qin Zhen himself, and I don't know who took them. The lens is used very well, and at first glance, it can be regarded as a magazine photo.

At first, Qin Zhen pretended that it was his boyfriend's duty, but later the relationship between the two broke down, and he directly said that he wanted Ji Tingsen to know more about him, such as work photos, dining photos, and various names. One for one.

At the beginning, Ji Tingsen didn't take it seriously, and it was just like that when he saw it. Later, when he was asked by Qin Zhen, he knew that he didn't keep those photos, so he was carried upstairs and circled for half an hour.

I didn't do anything else, just half pressed and half hugged, until Ji Tingsen promised that those photos would be downloaded and saved.

At that time, Ji Tingsen did not expect that it would be useful one day.

As a precautionary measure, he flipped through the photo albums on his mobile phone without avoiding Meng Lanfeng, and opened an album named "Qin Zhen". The system prompted that there were more than 100 photos.

The beer can that was normally held was deflated at that time. Meng Lanfeng looked at Ji Tingsen's hand holding the phone and clicked on a picture.

It was a photo of work, a spacious, bright, and cold and simple office area. The man looked down at the documents on the table. Although he didn't lift his eyes, he could clearly see his extraordinary face.

Not worse than him, Meng Lanfeng thought so, and his heart felt cold.

Ji Tingsen was still a little uncertain at first, but seeing Meng Lanfeng clicking on several Qin Zhen's photos in succession, he couldn't help being a little thankful that Qin Zhen forced him to save the photos.

He makes friends very casually, but he cherishes those who are friends, and he doesn't want to because... In short, it's best to have a good time.

Meng Lanfeng finally gave up because he found a photo of a man in a bathrobe.

Compared with the restraint-sex in the work photo, this bathrobe photo is a selfie, the gray-blue eyes of the man reflected in the mirror, with a faint smile in his eyes, can also see the frank and passionate love.

Such photos can only be sent to the closest people, but now, the photos are in Ji Tingsen's mobile phone.

Meng Lanfeng didn't look at it, turned his head and picked up chopsticks to pick something to eat in the hot pot, but he didn't catch it for a long time, so he asked casually, "Are you all doing well?"

Ji Tingsen had forgotten that there was such a photo. At first glance, especially when there were people beside him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He hummed and added some food to the pot.

Suddenly, Meng Lanfeng asked: "Brother Ji, do you like him very much?"

If he wanted to, he could recall what Ji Tingsen was like in the past, but the one who left the deepest impression and even thought of that kind of thought is the current one... He can't imagine that the current one is tolerant of everything Ji Tingsen, who is calm and calm, likes what a person is like.

Yes, tolerance.

Ji Tingsen seems to be very tolerant of everything around him. That kind of tolerance is not patience, but freedom after understanding, which is so seductive.

Who wouldn't want to be a special existence in the eyes of such a person?

Hearing Meng Lanfeng's question, Ji Tingsen's heart sank for a moment. He was almost sure that Meng Lanfeng might be treating him... If he didn't answer this question well, maybe Meng Lanfeng would confess his love in the next moment.

He would definitely not accept the confession. He didn't have that kind of thought, but he refused, and the subsequent relationship would be quite torturous.

Ji Mingrui, who was about to push the door out after washing his hands, stood still again.

I feel that the atmosphere of chatting is not normal now, and going out may cause some kind of embarrassment.

outer room,

Ji Tingsen flipped through the photos casually, and it was still Qin Zhen's: "I like him, he is the first person I like in my life, and he should be the last one."

This is nonsense, but Qin Zhen is really the only one who can rely on his bed and even his body for two lifetimes.

I don't hate it, and even have some regrets. If he is in a healthy state of mind, maybe he will try it with Qin Zhen.

The first one and the last one, these words are too absolute, absolutely not like what someone like Ji Tingsen would say.

The hot pot gurgled, and Meng Lanfeng felt like a vegetable leaf being scalded by the boiling water, feeling uncomfortable everywhere.

He looked up and laughed, his voice trembling: "That's good, I'll find another one later, it must not be worse than yours!"

I'm very glad that I asked, otherwise I would just confess and be rejected, and I would lose my life.

Ji Tingsen hummed, but didn't say much.

To wish the other party's dreams come true as soon as possible is to stab someone with a knife. Emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy can all be precipitated under the influence of time. He has experience in this, and he only hopes that Meng Lanfeng can come out as soon as possible.

He's not a likable object, no results.

Ji Mingrui, who started listening from "Like", honestly opened the door and came out.

Xin Dao really thought too much, so he was talking about Brother Qin, on the other side there was a little freshness and admiration from a child peeping into the parents' mind, so it turns out that brother likes Brother Qin so much.

The first one and the last one are the same person, isn't that the meaning of first love is forever old, it's so romantic!

......

Before going to bed that night, Ji Mingrui and Wen Renfei talked on the phone.

Ji Mingrui never mentioned the bad things about the crew, anyway, compared to his brother's care, all the bad things are nothing worth mentioning.

He rolled around on the bed and said to Wen Renfei, "Brother Wen, you are also my first love."

Ji Mingrui is at that age, and he adheres to the principle of speaking straightforwardly to his relatives, especially when it comes to expressing emotions. This sentence is mostly sweet, like announcing some order.

Wen Renfei is still busy, there is a pile of cigarette butts on the table, and the only time to relax every day is to make phone calls with his children.

The heart was gripped by the child's straightforward words, and he was really stunned for a few seconds.

There are not so many charming and tactful thoughts in the love between men and men, and he has never asked Ji Mingrui who he has dated in the past, and it is not that the weight is more than 100 catties, and no one has passed.

Now the person falls into my arms, and it will be over if I hold it and don't let go.

He really heard that he was the first one, and the joy brought by that unique possession filled his heart. The first thought in Wen Renfei's heart was that it was fortunate that Ji Mingrui was not here.

If he was here, he didn't know if he could hold it back, it was too sweet and too good, how could he hold it back and not swallow it in his stomach.

Wen Renfei waited for the child to finish muttering, and replied in his heart: This is also the first time for me to like someone.

I like to stay up late at willing to come to this crappy place, just for the sake of bringing the children back to the nest in the future, whoever sees them will say good things, and the bad ones can only be held back.

I'm not ashamed to say this, I'm a big man at 24, and I can't hold back my face.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong, what is "also" is first love.

Wen Renfei, who was stunned by a child's first love just now, came back to his senses and asked: In the eyes of outsiders, he is a loafing soldier-ruffian, or the kind who wants to sing every night after demobilization, and he has never told in detail Over Ji Mingrui, she used to be pretty clean...

Ji Mingrui babbled about what he heard that night, but he didn't hear all of it, and he didn't know that Meng Lanfeng and his brother almost pierced the window paper. .

The words "the first one" and "a lifetime" were learned exactly as they were before, and everyone heard them.

Wen Renfei had a good impression of his future uncle, and of course he believed in his own eyes more than the rumors.

But Ji Tingsen seems to be introverted and steady, would he say such hot words?

Yue Mo really valued Qin Zhen so much, such an outstanding and affectionate person, it's no wonder that his brother was like a working machine in the past, but now he is willing to cook porridge.

After chatting with Ji Mingrui, Wen Renfei called Qin Zhen again.

It is caring, and it is also a sweet date for the brother who has been very irritable in the past few days, so that he will not be overwhelmed by the wind and rain all day long.

Qin Zhen is in Country M, and it's early in the morning over there.

Wen Renfei: [Has anyone been found? 】

Qin Zhen is in a manor owned by the Qin family in country M, the ashtray in front of him is full of cigarette butts, his clothes are still the same as yesterday, his beard hasn't been shaved for two days, there is a layer of green stubble, and his body is full of violence and gloomy: "Ran!"

Wen Renfei didn't ask any more questions. If you can't catch people, everything is useless. He just said: "A person will show his face one day when he is alive. You can endure it, but he can't. There will always be a day when you catch him!"

I thought to myself, that second uncle of the Qin family belongs to a mouse, so he can really hide, and reminded: "Did your old lady go abroad a while ago, you should pay attention."

Qin Zhen let out a deep breath: "I know."

As he spoke, he glanced at the pool of blood in the hall, waiting for him to pull out the minions in the dark one by one, and then see how cunning he is.

He tried his best to restrain himself, but the exhaustion and depression from not sleeping all night came back, and he kicked the table hard: "Tell me, did the old lady know..."

He had known for a long time that his father's death had something to do with his second uncle, but how could his grandson have a son, whether it was the flesh that fell from his body or the youngest son, he was even more reluctant.

Hearing people couldn't answer these words, he just said: "Where it is useful, just talk."

Qin Zhen: "Thanks, brother."

Wen Renfei clicked his tongue: "Say that!"

The two of them were silent on the phone for a while, even if they didn't speak, Qin Zhen still felt a little more relaxed when someone breathed.

Wen Renfei also knew this, and after a while, he brought up the things his children said, knowing that Qin Zhen cared about Ji Tingsen, and no matter how cold or chilly it was outside, it was always good to have someone to warm him up.

Sure enough, the tone on the other end slowed down: "I'll be back in a few days."

After Qin Zhen hung up the phone, he squatted on the sofa for a while, and when he realized that his emotions were under control, he called Ji Tingsen.

A few days ago, I planned to visit the class, but when I got news from here, I changed my route.

Ji Tingsen was still asleep, so he answered the phone and asked first, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Sounds like a cold.

Qin Zhen pushed the ashtray farther away, and stood by the window: "It's nothing, you caught a cold, and about drinking a cup of hot water, Brother Sen, do you miss me?"

He seldom smokes, but when he smokes, he smokes violently. Like this time, he smoked all night, and his voice became hoarse. It will be fine in a few days.

Ji Tingsen automatically ignored Qin Zhen's question, closed the books on the quilt and put them aside: "Pay attention to your body, if it doesn't work, go to a doctor to have a look. You can do your work anytime, and you only have one body."

"That won't work." Qin Zhen smiled: "I can't take care of it when I'm busy, but if you are willing to take care of me, when to work and when to rest, everything is up to you."

As in the past, with such nonsensical talk, it's time for Ji Tingsen to hang up the phone.

As if being chased by something, Qin Zhen followed up and said: "Brother Sen, I miss you."

I didn't say anything else after that, waiting to be hung up.

There was silence for two seconds, and then a gentle question came: "In a bad mood?"

These words were like a basin of water, poured into the irritable and resentful place in my heart, and the coolness made my spine feel cool. Qin Zhen licked his lips and asked, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Ji Tingsen just had an intuition that Qin Zhen was in a bad mood, and he had said that he missed him before, and other nonsense words, his tone was light and uplifting, unlike this time, he was gloomy as if he wanted to curl up in a corner.

This is different from the usual Qin Zhen.

Although Qin Zhen is sometimes tough and sometimes soft like a child, being soft is not the same as being decadent. It is dangerous for a person with a tough and stable temperament to become decadent, and he is quite worried.

Sighing, Ji Tingsen said: "I feel that you are very tired. If you are tired, just stop at the same place. It's no big deal to take it easy. Let's stay up late. Have you had breakfast yet?"

He knew that Qin Zhen had gone abroad, and Qin Zhen reported it himself.

Pressing his forehead against the glass, Qin Zhen said in a low voice, "No."

The words from the other end were softer, like an illusion, there seemed to be a slight sigh and pity, like coaxing a child, but there was a very unquestionable attitude: "Then listen to me, go have breakfast, Take a bath again, check the schedule, put off things that can be pushed back, sleep for at least an hour, it would be best if you can rest for a whole morning, Qin Shi will not be able to fall without you for a while."

Ji Tingsen has experienced the pressure of carrying the whole family on his back before, but now looking back, he realizes that it is actually not a big deal. It is not a big deal if you let it go.

Don't be like him...

Qin Zhen's tone became weaker, but with unknown danger: "Brother Sen, don't be like this."

What else?

This drills directly into people's hearts, making him think...

Maybe it was because he was really tense about Uncle Qin, Qin Zhen was more presumptuous than usual in front of Ji Tingsen: "You are like this, I am not tired at all, but full of energy, want... sleepy you."

Qin Zhen refrained from saying more direct and crude words.

Maybe, but not now, and not in this state.

Looking up at the bloodshot eyes reflected in the glass, he smiled.

He smiled very relaxedly, but his pupils were burning with a terrible temperature.

Ji Tingsen didn't expect that Qin Zhen would still... the conversation between the two of them would often go astray.

But if you can talk nonsense, your mentality should be okay.

In the end, he could only say: "You have a good rest", and hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the other party.

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