I became popular after marrying a rebel

Wen Ya underestimated the severity of his illness.

His chronic gastritis relapsed. He had epigastric pain and flatulence. He would vomit everything he ate, but he caught up with a respiratory infection and had a fever. However, the whole person was so tormented that his body was weak, and the ground was swaying here and there as if he was stepping on cotton. It was a good holiday, but it was miserable.

Originally planned to buy a ticket to return to Beijing the next day, but it was delayed for two days and failed to make the trip, so I had to continue to lie in the hospital, watching Xiao Ding lead Li Le to play the rankings, and the two half-old children sat together in a mess Calling, while hanging the water, I silently opened the traveling frog to prepare a bento for the frog son to pull weeds.

It is worth mentioning that the weekly updated behind-the-scenes footage of "Youxi" was released, and a lot of scenes of him were unexpectedly retained, and the interview with Xiao Heiwu was probably because he took the initiative to cue the sponsoring brand, and it was not deleted. It just replaced the previous question about Makino, and added additional subtitles and sound effects, which was quite a joy, and the audience's "hahahaha" swiped the screen.Searches for keywords on the Weibo Douban anonymous forum are no longer just ridicule and gossip, occasionally mixed with "Suddenly got Wen Ya's appearance, does he have anything in stock?" "Confused people have the joy of confused people, Wen Ya , Hello Gu" and other strange speeches.

Shi Anyi, a tenth-level surfer, would send screenshots of any positive comments related to him to him, and sometimes repost a few dirty posts about Shen Zeyu to invite him to reap happiness together.

Xing Zhou did not know who added his WeChat, and politely asked him to recommend a few social science books in standard format and wording. Wen Ya didn't understand why he came to ask himself, thinking it was a task assigned by their school, so he had to write casually By the way, I wish him a happy winter vacation.

Nie Yuankai is preparing for the live broadcast of the final finals. This time he is not guided by his seniors. His partner in the same group is an actor who starred in a criminal investigation drama. He seems to look down on him. The rehearsal is not very cooperative. A little depressed and anxious.It happened that Wen Ya was free, so he marked the tone and accent of the lines for him, and asked him to use them for reference. The child was so moved that he almost wanted to ask him for help through the phone.Wen Ya jokingly told him to go and practice hard. Because he was staying up late and had acid reflux, he still felt uncomfortable after getting up and throwing up.

I couldn't sleep the night before, but I slept until almost noon the next day. When I opened my eyes, I saw Makino sitting on the sidelines, wearing earphones and dozing with his head down. He was covered with a Nortel down jacket that looked like a black plastic bag. , there was still unfinished coffee on the table, the curtains only covered half of it, and the sunlight that leaked in fell on the end of his bed, which seemed to have a sense of the quietness of the years.Wen Ya put on his clothes, picked up his phone and went into the bathroom, his voice was hoarse, he called Li Le and asked, "What's going on?!"

Li Le seemed to be eating noodles, snoring for a while, and said vaguely: "Brother Ye seems to have finished the rehearsal, and the plane flew over this morning. He said that he is here anyway, let's go eat first." , and bring him something to eat back by the way."

Wen Ya's heart moved slightly, counting the time, he knew that he still had the last round of rowing. The Spring Festival Gala rowing was strict and cumbersome, and he knew it would not be easy. He secretly said, I don't know why he came here again.After a brief wash, she walked out lightly, sat down beside him, and looked at him carefully.Probably because he was really tired these two days. At this moment, Makino's eyes were blue, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked very tired. Wen Ya's heart was sore, he reached out and rubbed his brows, took off his coat, on him.

It was a bit cold after taking off his coat, and he was just about to wrap himself in a quilt to cover himself, when he suddenly felt the hem of his clothes tightening, unexpectedly he had been caught by Makino at some point.Wen Ya couldn't bear to break free, so he had to sit down again and let him grab it—it was the same with Chang Feng when he was a child, his hands couldn't be empty, he had to grab something to sleep well.It's just that at that time he was born in a wandering life, lonely and helpless, and he must have had no sense of security. Now he is no longer that lonely young man, his memory and personality have been reshaped, it's like new wine in an old bottle, and for some reason, he still Keep the habits of the previous life.

He didn't think about complicated issues such as whether the current Muye can be regarded as Mu Changfeng, and didn't worry about whether Muye should be regarded as a new friend or an old friend after a long distance, but just turned the coat covering him sideways, They covered themselves together, sat beside him, and listened to his steady breathing in his sleep.

Makino fell asleep like this for another half an hour, and the more he slept, the more his body tilted towards Wen Ya's body, his head almost arched from his shoulders all the way into his arms.

When he woke up, he realized where he was on his pillow, and his whole body was red from the tips of his ears to the base of his neck, which was rare. He pretended to be calm and said, "You, why are you sitting here? I How long have you slept?"

Wen Ya was so cute that he smiled between his brows, "Come here to cover you with a piece of clothing. Unfortunately, the corner of the garment was held down by you. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I just sat there for a while, not long."

Makino took off his earphones, wrapped his clothes around him, reached out to touch his forehead, frowned and said, "Why didn't you wake me up—"

Wen Ya was suddenly pressed against his warm palm, and also a little nervous, subconsciously blinking his eyes, not knowing how to explain, so he had to change the subject, "Are you hungry? Lele and the others should be back soon."

Makino shook his head, his eyes were burning, "You don't want to ask me why I came here?"

Wen Ya sighed, and said in his heart that at the beginning he could still be regarded as having a cause in his previous life, so he was naturally close to him, and no matter how stupid he is now, it is impossible not to see what he means.It's just that Zhang Changfeng only had a teacher-student relationship with him before, so he had other thoughts, and he was already used to ignoring and deceiving himself. The child was sincere and treated him like a brother like a father, but he had thoughts. Feel disgusting and mean.

Now Mu Changfeng has become Muye, and although he has lost the name of master and apprentice with him, his affection for him is still dominated by the feelings of the previous life. If he accepts it calmly, he doesn't know if it is a kind of deception.

His eyes were black and bright, looking at him eagerly like a puppy, it was too difficult for Wen Ya to harden his heart and pretend he didn't know.

He thought for a while and said gently: "Because you want to see me, you don't worry."

When Makino heard him say it himself, his ears became more red, but he pursed his lips, lowered his brows, and replied seriously: "Yes, I want to see you."

He remembered that day when Wen Ya was in a coma with a fever, he hugged him in his arms, he didn't know whether he was fainting or sleeping, his mind was not very clear, and suddenly he half-opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at him with nostalgia. , stretched his hand to his cheek, and mumbled "Master is gone".At that moment, a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if he had heard this sentence from somewhere, he had difficulty breathing for a while, and his whole body trembled, wishing to hug him tighter and build a fortress with flesh and blood , wrapped him up so that he would never leave his side.

Putting him in the hospital, he rushed back to join the rehearsal, so he was full of travel and dust, even though he was young and strong, he was also very tired. When he was waiting backstage, he took intermittent naps, and every dream was Wen Ya.

He dreamed that he was standing on the edge of a cloud-shrouded cliff, holding in his arms a little leopard with two lines of white hair on the upper edge of its eyes, petting it to grunt, with soft and compassionate eyes, smiling and waving at him, Tell him to come over; he also dreamed that he was lonely and weak, sitting alone in front of the table in the middle of the night, lost in thought, his wrist holding the pen was blue and white, and he wrote the word "Mu" with the pen, then smiled wryly and rolled up the paper, and threw it on the ground. On one side; for the last time, he dreamed that he was sleeping in his arms, trying to open his eyes to look at him, reached out and touched his face lightly, and said apologetically, "Master is gone."

He woke up with a start, his heart was beating wildly, two tears rolled down his eyes unexpectedly, and there was only one thought left in his mind, which was to see Wen Ya as soon as possible.

He turned on his mobile phone to book tickets and check the flight information. The row lasted until midnight, and he took the plane at six o'clock.

Even he himself thought he was crazy, but a strong emotion was raging in his body, destroying all his sanity like a catastrophe.

With fiery eyes, he bullied him a little closer, and asked in a low voice with a tinge of madness: "I don't count what I asked you before. Today I will ask you again. We have met before, and not just met." Yes, isn't it?"

Wen Ya didn't expect him to ask such a sentence. Under the agitation of his mind, the circles of his eyes quickly turned red, and it took him a long time to pant and say, "You...how much do you remember?"

Makino's expression relaxed, and then he was overjoyed, and suddenly pulled him into his arms forcefully, and said in a low voice, "In other words, we did meet, you already knew."

Wen Ya was hugged tightly by him, and for a moment he didn't know whether it was a dream or not, the warm and dry amber fragrance filled his nose, and Makino's hoarse voice with pain in his ears, "I almost thought I was crazy, I've been dreaming of you since the first time I saw you." Then he suddenly felt distressed, stroked and rubbed his upper arm pityingly, but his mouth was confused and he didn't know what to say. Tears rolled down unconsciously.

After being hugged by him for a while, he calmed down and said slowly: "Yes, you are not crazy, we have seen each other before."

Muye held his face and wiped his tears. He was intimate and proficient, and he was not too dirty. His eyes were clear and clear, and after thinking about it, he suddenly said, "That's like the yellow-robed monster and the hundred flowers." shame."

A half-grown kid in his early 20s should have grown up watching sci-fi movies and superhero comics. Wen Ya didn't expect him to accept reincarnation well, and even found a reference from his own past experience, but——

"Who is the yellow robe monster? I have never heard of it."

Makino said: "The monster in Journey to the West, Bai Huaxuan is a princess, and the yellow-robed monster descended to the world because of her, but she didn't remember it."

He told the story dryly with a cool face, Wen Ya couldn't help laughing when he heard it, he sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "That's not like it."

"I'm just your master, your Princess Baihua, not me."