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"Yi Cheng, do you like me?"

Yi Cheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart immediately became a mess. He clutched his chest in a panic, lowered his eyes and dared not look at him, "I, I, you let me think about it..."

Hearing this, Sheng Xinglan's eyes dimmed for a few seconds, and he said "OK" in a low voice. Seeing the young man's breathing anxiously and flushed cheeks, he got up and moved away from the bed.

"You didn't eat breakfast, are you hungry now?"

When it came to eating, Yi Cheng paused for breath, touched his shriveled stomach, felt the emptiness in his stomach, and said nervously: "I'll eat in a while, you go get busy first."

"Nothing to do today."

Yi Cheng: "It seems that you didn't go to the company today."

"Well, I'll stay at home when I'm free these days."

Yi Cheng was so nervous that his palms were sweating. Feelings are something that shouldn't be touched. I really don't understand. Sheng Xinglan was the one who confessed, so why was he the one who was nervous and overwhelmed?

"You rest first, I'll serve the meal."

"Ah?" Yi Cheng's brain was stunned for a moment, and he hurriedly stopped, "Don't, I'll go downstairs to eat now."

Sheng Xinglan stopped opening the door, looked at him for a few seconds, and then said, "Okay."

Sitting at the dining table, Yi Cheng looked at the plate of mushy tomato scrambled eggs in front of him, and didn't regain his senses for a long time, "The servant's cooking skills seem to have declined today."

"...The servant resigned today."

"Resign?" Yi Cheng was surprised, "What's the reason?" Is it because their salary is too low?

"The family asked her to go back to her hometown to get married."

Yi Cheng let out a sigh, and said very understandingly: "Marriage is a major event in a lifetime, and it should be."

Sheng Xinglan said lightly, "Then the same goes for our marriage."

Listening to him answering the words as a matter of course, Yi Cheng's mind shook slightly, feeling that after returning from the countryside, Sheng Xinglan really became more and more strange.

Yi Cheng was distracted, so he ate a piece of egg into his mouth. After biting it, his salty face changed. He tried not to vomit, and asked word by word: "The servant resigned, what about today's cook?" who is it?"

"I."

"..."

"???"

Yi Cheng was dumbfounded, and silently swallowed the piece of egg, "You did it?"

"Well, the new servant won't arrive until the afternoon."

Today, Yi Cheng's long-standing cognition has been completely refreshed. If he randomly picked out one of these things that happened today and told it to outsiders, they wouldn't believe it, would they?Sheng Xinglan actually did the cooking himself.

Although it is a bit unpalatable.

"How about it, is it okay?" Sheng Xinglan observed his expression and asked cautiously.

"...Haven't you tried it yourself?"

"No, this is my first time cooking, and I want you to taste it first." Sheng Xinglan's eyes were filled with anticipation, "How does it taste?"

Yi Cheng endured the salty taste on the tip of his tongue, poured a glass of water into his mouth, and boasted against his will: "It's not bad, being able to cook like this for the first time is considered a talent."

"Really?" Sheng Xinglan didn't quite believe it, but he was delighted by Yi Cheng's praise.

"It's true, some people cook for the first time, and the shells of the eggs may be fried in." He took the chopsticks and pulled it lightly, "And you, the eggs are not only fried golden in color, but you don't see a single shell. "

Sheng Xinglan believed it a little bit, "Then you eat more."

"..." Yi Cheng felt like he was being cheated, put down his chopsticks, and couldn't help pouring a glass of water, "That's right, if you have a chance to fry this dish next time, you should put less salt in it."

"Okay." Sheng Xinglan took it down seriously.

After eating this plate of tomato scrambled eggs, Yi Cheng drank a total of five glasses of water, and finally couldn't drink anymore, so he went to the toilet with an excuse.Although Sheng Xinglan was a little slow in responding to emotional matters, he vaguely realized something when he looked at the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes that only had eggs left.

He hesitated to take a bite of the egg with his chopsticks, and was instantly vomited out. It was hard to imagine how Yi Cheng could eat such a food with a lot of salt water without changing his face.

So, when Yi Cheng came back from the toilet, he found that the scrambled eggs with tomatoes had disappeared from the table.

"Where's the vegetables?"

Sheng Xinglan: "I ate."

"Ah, you ate???" Yi Cheng couldn't believe it, "You..."

Sheng Xinglan looked at him calmly, "Since it's salty, why do you still say it's delicious?"

Yi Cheng was stunned.

He replied slowly: "Because the first time you cook is for me."

Sheng Xinglan asked: "Then do you like me?"

"Why, why are you bringing this up again?" Yi Cheng's expression became tense again.

Sheng Xinglan approached, staring down into his eyes, "Because I don't think you have no feelings for me, right?"

When mentioning this, Yi Cheng's eyes dodged a little, he hesitated and said: "I, I was touched a little...but I don't know if it's... I like it."

Sheng Xinglan's eyes flickered slightly, he held back the surprise in his heart, and said affirmatively, "That's what I like."

"Really?" Yi Cheng was dubious.

Sheng Xinglan said: "If you don't like me, I will wait for you and try my best to chase you, but if you like me, but mistakenly think that you don't have feelings for me, wouldn't that be a pity?"

It seems a pity.

Seeing Yi Cheng's expression of serious consideration, Sheng Xinglan's mouth slightly curled up, stepped forward and hugged him in his arms, and said softly, "Yi Cheng, let's be together."

Yi Cheng was stunned, feeling the warmth of his body, and slowly stretched out his arms to hug Sheng Xinglan back.

"it is good."

Hearing this light word, Sheng Xinglan's nerves were tense but he couldn't help but relax, and hugged him even tighter.

The next day, after resting at home enough, Yi Cheng said goodbye to Sheng Xinglan and returned to the set to continue filming.

At the moment when he and Wei Chen entered the crew, the actors who participated in Sun Qi's invitation that night looked at Yi Cheng with strange eyes.

He has never cared what these unimportant people think in their hearts, and this is likely to be the last movie he shoots. From then on, the right and wrong in the entertainment industry has nothing to do with him.

Wei Chen thought more than he did. On the night he went to Yehuang, Yi Cheng got drunk and left the banquet for so long, but no one came out to look for him. What will happen, no one dares to think.

Wei Chen felt trembling in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell Yi Cheng these things, which would only increase his troubles.

How about telling Yi Cheng's boyfriend to solve it?

Yi Cheng didn't know Wei Chen's plan, so after changing into costumes and make-up, he devoted himself to the play. The young man in the monitor was dressed in black, with just the right amount of distress and entanglement on his face.

Even though Li Xiang didn't like Yi Cheng any more, and had a deep prejudice against him, he still couldn't help applauding Yi Cheng's filming scenes these days.

The screenwriter was also thankful for his original choice, and nodded his head several times in satisfaction. It is already conceivable that once "Autumn Rain in the River" starts broadcasting, Song Guiyan played by Yi Cheng will definitely be a hit, and Yi Cheng's popularity will also be huge. Take it to the next level.

Director Lin, who had been staying by the monitor all the time, was a little absent-minded at this moment. Yi Cheng was indeed a good seed, but his luck was not very good every time.There was a car accident before, and the night before yesterday he was drunk again, so today there is another young master who wants to see Yi Cheng by name, and the influence behind it is not small.

Yi Cheng, what kind of luck is this?

Both of them are Xiaobai who are new to their relationship. Even after being together, there are still many things that they don't understand very well. Yi Cheng usually reads a lot of books and comics, but when it's her turn to fight in person, she becomes timid again.

Dazed yesterday, she agreed to Sheng Xinglan's confession. When Yi Cheng thought of this, she couldn't help wondering if she was really in a relationship, and her IQ would drop.

After Yi Cheng returned to the filming crew, Sheng Xinglan also returned to the company in a logical manner. He processed the relevant documents. Zhao Che listened to the call and went to pick them up. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Sheng Xinglan stopped him.

"What do you think about dating?"

"..." If it wasn't for the high salary, Zhao Che really had the urge to quit the job.

He turned around, just in time to meet Sheng Xinglan's gaze, and suddenly he was shocked, and put on a warm smile, "Mr. Sheng, didn't the things you found on the Internet help you?"

"Helpful." Sheng Xinglan thought about yesterday's scene, and under his soft eyes, there was a deep joy hidden, "It's just that things on the Internet are just talk on paper after all. Falling in love is different from chasing someone. I think it's better to find an experienced real person." It might be better to ask."

Zhao Che slowly raised a question mark, did the words "experienced real person" refer to him?

"But Mr. Sheng, I'm not an experienced person either. In the two previous relationships, the other party chased me." Zhao Che patched up embarrassingly.

"You're mistaken. I'm not asking about your pursuit, but about falling in love."

Zhao Che was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he immediately asked gossipingly: "So, Mr. Sheng, have you succeeded in chasing someone?"

"Ah."

Looking at Sheng Xinglan's smiling eyes, Zhao Che was amazed and at the same time couldn't help thinking, Mr. Sheng and Mr. Yi were really in love before, right?Otherwise, how could he succeed in confessing in such a short period of time? With just such a small trick on the Internet, he would be able to deceive ignorant and innocent teenagers and girls.

Seeing him lost in thought, Sheng Xinglan asked, "How did you get along after you confirmed your relationship?"

Zhao Che regained his composure and said with a smile, "Just get along like ordinary couples, there is no big difference."

Sheng Xinglan frowned, "How do ordinary couples get along?"

"..." Zhao Che choked for a moment, and suggested tactfully, "Mr. Sheng, why don't you watch some movies and TV shows about dating first, maybe it will be more helpful to you."

This Xiaobai who doesn't know anything about relationships, let him popularize science until the year of the monkey?

Unexpectedly, Sheng Xinglan refused.

"It's all staged, not real."

Why is this still pursuing truth?The corner of Zhao Che's mouth twitched, and he said involuntarily, "Since Mr. Sheng wants to feel real, why don't we go and see the live-action version, how about it?"

Sheng Xinglan was puzzled, "A live-action version?"

Zhao Che hummed: "For example, cafes, milk tea shops, movie theaters, playgrounds, these are places where couples appear in high density, you can pick any place and learn."

Listening to him muttering the word "study" heavily, Sheng Xinglan nodded as if realizing something, "Okay, you can accompany me in the afternoon."

Zhao Che: "..."

On this side, after Yi Cheng finished filming today's scene, he finally succeeded in filming. He was so tired that he didn't notice Director Lin's hesitant expression on the side.

Amid all the congratulatory words from the crew, Yi Cheng left the crew and was about to get in the car to go home when a young man wearing sunglasses, a white T-shirt and black pants suddenly appeared in front of him.

With a familiar voice, "Yi Cheng."

When he opened his mouth, he thought he would get a response from Yi Cheng, or an expression like "So it's you", but Yi Cheng still looked confused.And looking at his appearance at the end, he asked very puzzled, "Excuse me, are you?"

Qi Liang sucked in a breath of cold air, and after reaching out to take off his sunglasses, his eyes seemed to breathe fire, "It's me, don't you know me?"

Yi Cheng frowned and looked at him uncertainly, "Have we met before?"

"Of course I have." Actually speaking, Qi Liang and Yi Cheng officially met twice, and the last time was when the other party was drunk... Thinking of this, Qi Liang reluctantly reminded: "Before We met here when we were auditioning for roles, have you forgotten?"

Hearing his mention, Yi Cheng was somewhat impressed.

Looking at Qi Liang's familiar and ostentatious eyebrows, he finally slowly recalled the scene of that day. Thinking of his close relationship with Song Zeyu, the temperature in his eyes gradually cooled down, "Are you from Song Zeyu?"

Seeing that he finally remembered, Qi Liang raised his head and said, "Yes, I am his friend."

Yi Cheng raised her eyebrows lightly, "Then who are you looking for me today?"

"I want to talk to you, can I?"

Hearing this, Yi Cheng smiled slightly, then politely refused, "Sorry, I don't seem to have anything to talk to you about."

Qi Liang was taken aback for a moment, never thinking that he would be rejected, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly said angrily, "Why don't we have to talk about it, how can I count as helping you the night before yesterday, why are you so ungrateful?"

Yi Cheng paused, "You? Help me?"

"Hmph, you were drunk at Yehuang that day, if it wasn't for me, Zeyu or Shen Yihe met you, do you think you will end up in that kind of place?" Speaking of which, he looked up and down at Yi Cheng took a look, and said with disgust: "With your appearance, there are absolutely no bones left that will be eaten."

Yi Cheng listened to what he said was well-founded, temporarily restrained her doubts, lowered her eyes and said, "Thank you."

Qi Liang smiled triumphantly, "Then can we talk now?"

"This is not the place for conversation."

Hearing these words, Qi Liang scanned the surroundings and frowned impatiently, "Then let's go to a nearby restaurant."

The two of them and Wei Chen found a nearby restaurant with a small flow of people and good secrecy. Qi Liang ordered a cup of coffee, and Yi Cheng only ordered a glass of water.

Wei Chen worried that the two of them would have something important to say, so he stayed in the car and waited, paying attention to his surroundings so that no paparazzi could secretly take pictures.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Qi Liang took a deep breath and said, "I want to talk to you about you and Zeyu."

Hearing him mention Song Zeyu, Yi Cheng was in a bad mood again.

"It doesn't seem like there's anything to talk about."

"Why not?" Qi Liang was a little unhappy, moved his face closer to him, and asked mysteriously, "You were friends with him before, right?"

Yi Cheng was absent-minded, "That's right."

Qi Liang got the answer, returned to his original position and stirred the coffee in the cup, lowered his eyes, and said, "I see how much Zeyu usually cares about you, and he also cared about you that night. Why break up."

Yi Cheng said calmly, "You can ask him about this matter."

"I asked." Qi Liang said sadly after hearing the words: "I came to you because he refused to tell."

That's right, Song Zeyu did such a thing, with his hypocrisy, how could he make the truth known to the public?Isn't this deliberately slapping himself in the face?

Yi Cheng looked at Qi Liang with an attitude of watching the show, "Since he refuses to tell, it means that there is something unspeakable. Why do you come to me to ask more questions and expose what he is trying to hide? You are not friends Well?"

Hearing what he said, Qi Liang also hesitated, "I, I'm just curious, nothing else..."

"About our past, I actually don't want to bring it up again." Yi Cheng stared at the glass with calm water in front of him, his eyes mixed, "For the sake of your helping me that night, I would like to advise you, if you still want to If you continue to be 'friends' with Song Zeyu, but you really want to know the truth, you'd better ask him personally, if you ask me, it means that you will not be friends in the future."

Qi Liang felt a chill in his heart, "Is it so serious?"

"If it's not so serious, then why didn't he tell you, and kept it from you?" After finishing speaking, Yi Cheng stood up, almost looking down, and looked at Qi Liang who was still contemplating, "If there is a chance, please help me Pass a sentence to him, and from now on, bridges will return to bridges, roads will return to roads, and when we meet again in the future, we will treat them as strangers."

What Song Zeyu did to the original owner in the past will slowly come back to him. As for other things, Yi Cheng will not do more.

Qi Liang was stunned.

Can't help asking: "What happened to you two before?"

Yi Cheng didn't answer but instead asked: "Do you want me to answer you now, or do you want to ask Song Zeyu later?"

Qi Liang's eyes flickered slightly. Thinking of Song Zeyu, he felt entangled again. Finally, after struggling several times, he let out a long sigh, "Forget it, let me ask Zeyu myself when I have a chance in the future."

Yi Cheng was not surprised, "Goodbye."

Since the servant resigned last time, Sheng Xinglan has hired a part-time worker instead. He doesn't like signs of outsiders living in his home, so when Yi Cheng returned home, the living room was empty.

After a hasty dinner, he went upstairs to take a shower and rest. At about eight o'clock, Yi Cheng, who was leaning on the bed and playing games with the cat in his arms, was disturbed by the frequent ringing of the bell downstairs.

He put down the kitten, went downstairs and pushed open the door. In the thick night, he saw Zhao Che. His eyes moved to the left. Sheng Xinglan, who was drunk, was supported by him, his cheeks were slightly red.

Yi Cheng blinked his eyes, afraid that he had misread it, and asked with a strange expression, "Is this drunk?"

Zhao Che hurriedly explained: "Boss Sheng met a few clients outside, and accidentally drank a few more drinks."

That's surprising enough.

Yi Cheng stretched out his hand and supported the drunken Sheng Xinglan with some difficulty. Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, his face was a little unnatural. He helped him to the living room, and turned back to Zhao Che and said, "Please send him off today." came back."

"You're welcome."

"Let's go back."

Zhao Che looked at the backs of the two of them, thinking in a good mood, I hope that Mr. Sheng will be brave tonight, and it is best to directly achieve good things, so that this afternoon's "study" will not be wasted.

Yi Cheng closed the door, looked at the man who was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and sighed slightly, the two of them really took turns.

He went to the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water, then helped him up and sat on the sofa, holding the water glass in one hand, pushing the person's shoulder with the other hand, and shouted: "Sheng Xinglan, Sheng Xinglan? Wake up, drink some water before sleep."

The little white cat upstairs also went downstairs at this time, meowing and jumping onto the sofa, sniffing it with its nose up, making sure that the person in front of it was not a bad person, so it jumped onto Sheng Xinglan's lap with peace of mind, and lay on its stomach down.

Yi Cheng didn't care about the cat, and called Sheng Xinglan's name several times. Finally, someone who was sleeping soundly reacted, frowned, and struggled to wake up.

In the slightly blurred vision, there are extremely familiar environments and people. Sheng Xinglan's vigilant heart calmed down a little, and he felt the furry and warm touch of his legs. He frowned and put the cat that was almost asleep on his lap away. .

He pressed the center of his brows with a headache, leaned back on the sofa, and half-closed his eyes wearily.

"Is this... going home?"

Yi Cheng didn't answer, and kept the cup close to his lips, saying, "Drink some water first."

The water glass was warm and cold, and Sheng Xinglan barely regained consciousness. Following the young man's movements, he took a few sips, then looked at Yi Cheng, and said slowly, "Cheng Cheng."

Yi Cheng was puzzled, but still hummed, put the water glass back on the table, looked at the sleepy man with closed eyes in front of him, suddenly remembered a problem that he had ignored for a long time - Sheng Xinglan's dual personality.

Yi Cheng has been thinking about this issue since the two people in the country confessed. At this moment, he looked into Sheng Xinglan's slightly drunken eyes, and tentatively said, "The sub-personality...seems like it hasn't appeared for a long time."

Sheng Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he looked back at Yi Cheng, his voice couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger, "You, miss him?"

"I, don't be jealous, you are him, and he is you. Strictly speaking, you are actually one person." Yi Cheng was afraid that he might misunderstand, and spoke incoherently.

"I know."

Seeing that he really showed no sign of anger, Yi Cheng pursed her lips, "Then your personality..."

"He's still here."

It was his reason that the sub-personality hadn't appeared for a long time.

——It’s just pure possessiveness.

Yi Cheng couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and while Sheng Xinglan was drunk, he hoped to ask more questions, "Then what do you think? Want to..." After speaking, his tone was a bit difficult, "Do you want treatment? ?”

treat?

Sheng Xinglan forced himself to sit up from the sofa to avoid accidentally falling asleep later, his eyelids drooped, and the long eyelashes almost covered the emotion in his eyes, "I went to a psychiatrist, but it was useless. "

Yi Cheng was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and said anxiously: "What's the reason?"

Sheng Xinglan shook his head, and replied briefly: "Our will, not willing."

Yi Cheng was completely dumbfounded. Does what Sheng Xinglan said mean that both personalities are refusing treatment?The reason...

"Chengcheng, in your eyes, are we the same person?" Sheng Xinglan asked suddenly.

Yi Cheng raised her eyes, touched his serious eyes, and couldn't help swallowing, "To be honest, I treated you as two people at first."

Sheng Xinglan's face remained unchanged, "Why?"

"Your two personalities, no matter in terms of personality or other aspects, are completely opposite. I can't treat them equally. Moreover, this was also Sheng Xinglan's request back then. He didn't like me mixing you up as one."

Sheng Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief, "Indeed, your attitude towards us is very different."

"But as time went by, we spent more time together, and gradually understood the reasons for your personality." Yi Cheng recalled and said: "Especially in the countryside, when I heard grandma mention you as a child, I suddenly understood that it was You, the former you."

Yi Cheng's voice gradually lowered, "I guessed that your sub-personality has not disappeared until now because you are reluctant. If you hadn't been trafficked back then, you might have lived like Sheng Xinglan."

Sheng Xinglan's eyes were complicated and gentle, "You really understand me."

Yi Chengxin said that he wasn't that good either, and lowered his head and whispered, "Actually, I also misunderstood you. Back then, I was so afraid of you because of prejudice."

"Is that so?" Sheng Xinglan didn't ask what the prejudice was. Seeing the young man's silence, his heart softened, and he couldn't help but hug him into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't think too much, it's up to us We're together now, aren't we?"

Yi Cheng leaned on his chest, listening to the bursts of heartbeat, couldn't help smiling, "You have really changed a lot now, I never thought that one day, you would treat me like this."

Sheng Xinglan: "I never thought about it, I would be tempted."

"In the future, we will be together well."

After late at night, Sheng Xinglan's mind, which had been muddled, gradually woke up from the chaos. After fumbling with his fingers to turn on the lamp on the table, he half-closed his eyes and looked at the sleeping person beside him.

He tentatively stretched out his hand, touched the fair skin lightly, his eyes darkened, and after a long period of silence, he finally mustered up some courage to stand up, then lowered his head and kissed lightly on the lips.

If it really merged, would he still be him?

The author has something to say: From this chapter on, it’s two in one, and it’s almost over_(:зゝ∠)_