Do other canaries do this too?

That's right, everyone he meets is warm and touchable, and every emotion he generates is real and vivid. What does it matter if the world is constructed or not?

Isn't the world originally structured by one story after another?The only difference is that he knows a certain story related to him in this world, that's all.

In the final analysis, it was he who preconceived labeled the world as unreal, completely ignoring that everyone he met was living a serious life and living according to his own wishes.

The beating can be clearly felt in the palm of the right hand, which is smooth, regular and reassuring.Ruan Chu raised his head and looked at Cheng Jianhui, who had a calm brow. The uneasiness for so long gradually subsided.

"You're right, I'm the one who bothers others." Ruan Chu retracted his hands and stretched his waist, and quickly got up: "Let's go, eat, eat, I'm so hungry!"

Suddenly, Cheng Jianhui felt lost for a moment, but seeing the little golden pig rushing into the bathroom as if revived with blood, brushing his teeth while vaguely asking for dinner, he could only sigh.

What he said just now was for Ruan Chu, so why didn't he say it for himself?

The rebirth was undoubtedly a huge shock to Cheng Jianhui's world view. Even during the most difficult time in her previous life, Cheng Jianhui never made the assumption that she would do it all over again. It was inevitable when she first returned to this world. Some were caught off guard.

Ruan Chu's appearance was a surprise to him, but it has to be said that this accident also provided a direction for his life, not clear, but interesting.

But looking at it now, maybe Ruan Chu's appearance was an accident in itself?He should have thought of the sudden relief, inexplicable kindness, and diametrically opposite temperament.

A cheerful humming sound came from the bathroom, the melody was familiar to him, it was Ruan Chu's new song.

—Like the moon mailing the love letters of the stars, meeting in the daytime unexpectedly.

Cheng Jian smiled back. Although this conjecture challenged his worldview even more, it felt good to have found a companion.

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However, after just over half a month, Cheng Jianhui already had a good understanding of Ruan Chu's preferences. After a meal, they were basically what Ruan Chu liked to eat. The little golden pig happily went around and fried the canaries for himself. The corners of his mouth were pulled down when he caught a glimpse of the healthy and vibrant dishes in the middle.

Ruan Chu felt that if his happiness value was full just now, it would only be half left: "Today is it the turn of broccoli?"

Cheng Jianhui was used to his depression, so he filled up the rice and handed it over: "Or do you want to eat baby vegetables?"

Ruan Chu quickly took the broccoli with his chopsticks and put it in the bowl: "That's still broccoli."

At least you don't have to eat the vegetable leaves.

Ruan Chu has never liked to eat vegetables. Even if he eats hot pot, he is a pure meat eater. He can order enoki mushrooms and potatoes at most. He has a physique that won't get fat as much as he eats, so he doesn't have to worry about his figure, but Cheng Jian can't see him being picky eaters. Every time I cook, I have to add a vegetable. After half a month, I haven't gone through the types of vegetables, so Ruan Chu's picky eaters have alleviated a lot.

It was only then that Ruan Chu discovered that Cheng Jianhui had already had such a profound influence on him unconsciously, from work and rest to eating habits, and even the matter of wearing a book, he almost wanted to talk about it.

"You don't have to eat green vegetables tomorrow." Seeing his terrified look, Cheng Jian smiled back, "You can stop eating green vegetables for a week in a row."

"Really?" Ruan Chu was surprised at first, and then realized: "Are you going to join the group so soon?"

Cheng Jian nodded back: "Go to Qingcheng tomorrow."

Just after the audition, Ruan Chu thought that Cheng Jianhui would not join the group until at least next month, so when he heard that he was going to Qingcheng tomorrow, he was a little disappointed: "Then you won't be able to come back for the premiere?"

"The filming won't start until the middle of next month. This time it's just a script reading." Cheng Jianhui also just received the notice. It's rare that the main actors have a schedule. The director made a temporary decision. Although he is not the protagonist, he has a very important part in the scene. So I must be there: "It just so happens that the main actors all have their schedules, and the director made a temporary decision. If there is no accident, it will be over in a week."

"It's just that the good celebration will be postponed."

It doesn't matter, it's just...

Ruan Chu looked at the time on his phone, December 12, seven days until the release of his new song.

"The countdown can't be with you anymore, can I call you when the time comes?"

"It's okay," Ruan Chu still smiled: "I'm sure I'll be busy this week too, Sister Yang will definitely pull me to watch the sales together, the team will also monitor public opinion, and the magazine will also do the same after the new song is released. Warm up, I'm going to check in "Galaxy on Earth" in a few days, Director Liu is already urging me, and I'm going to talk about "The Boy Who Chased the Light" later..."

His depression was not too obvious, but Cheng Jianhui still felt it sensitively, reached out and rubbed his head: "Do you want to eat chocolate cake tonight?"

"Okay!"

The surprise of being able to eat sweets made Ruan Chu a little happier: "Buy two boxes of ice cream?"

After accidentally discovering that his stomach is not very good, Cheng Jianhui rarely agrees with him to eat cold food. Thinking of this, Ruan Chu couldn't help being a little funny, and now he doesn't know who is being adopted.

"There's another box in the fridge."

Before he protested, Cheng Jian replied: "We can go down and build a snowman together later."

"Is it snowing?" Ruan Chu ran to the French windows in surprise, only to find that the outside had already been covered with a thick layer, the snow should have stopped just now, and there were no footprints underneath.

Ruan Chu is a native of the south. Although he traveled all over the country before, it was all to catch up with the announcement. After his debut, he didn’t even live a full year, let alone play in the snow. Ruan Chu would probably prefer to choose To catch up on sleep.

So now it is inevitable to be a little excited: "Did you start downloading yesterday?"

"It was three o'clock last night." Speaking of this, Cheng Jianhui finally remembered: "Sister Yang told you to wake up and call her."

No wonder he always felt that he had forgotten something, Ruan Chu swallowed, and asked tentatively: "She didn't scold you, did she?"

Although he was forced to accept the fact that he and Cheng Jianhui were in a relationship, Lin Yang probably didn't like Cheng Jianhui very much, and they didn't pay much attention to the distance in their program yesterday. Get out of the house.

"No." Although Lin Yang didn't like him, he wouldn't be so direct, but thinking of the unpleasant conversation last night, Cheng Jian paused: "We won't see each other for about a week, Mr. It’s just time to think about our relationship.”

their relationship?

Ruan Chu was stunned, but Cheng Jianhui's address made him sober again.

Although the suggestion of "encouragement" was really a whim at the beginning, Cheng Jianhui's acceptance was beyond his expectations, but since he agreed, and Cheng Jianhui treated him so well, he should indeed fulfill his duty as a benefactor. The obligation is coming!

How could such an important matter be delayed? Ruan Chu secretly scolded himself for not caring, and the cowhide was blown out. He did not praise Cheng Jian as an internationally renowned actor within a year. Gold Award!

"Don't worry, I will definitely put this first!" Ruan Chu patted his chest with a firm face: "I will definitely fulfill my original promise."

The twinkle in Cheng Jian's eyes gradually became stiff:  …

Is he thinking too much, there seems to be something wrong?