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Yang Fengyu's head was dizzy, but his basic guard was still there. After being rubbed on the forehead, he reacted for two seconds before dodging in a daze, thinking:

At the door of Yang Wei's office that day, he really wanted to rub my head.

However, with Yang Fengyu's current state, he didn't have the time to think about the reason, he didn't even look up at Qin Fangcong, he just lowered his head and murmured: "What the hell are you trying to do..."

"Well, this fan friend. It's our private schedule now, can I trouble you not to disturb too much?"

Qin Fangcong stared at Yang Fengyu intently as if he hadn't heard it.

Cheng Wen was the manager at any rate, and seeing that something was wrong, he was about to get up when Qin Fangcong squatted down.

"Yang Fengyu."

Qin Fangcong called him in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and magnetic.

"Huh?" Yang Fengyu heard someone calling his name, subconsciously made a nasal sound, opened his half-closed eyes forcibly, and met a pair of dark pupils condescendingly.

Yang Fengyu stretched out his hand, and the void blocked the sight of those eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Yang Fengyu." Qin Fangcong called out again.

"what!!"

"who am I?"

Yang Fengyu was a little angry, "I...fucking want to know too!"

who the hell are you?

Everyone behind looked at each other.

Lin Fei: "When did Little Coconut reveal its original name?"

"No," Cheng Wen said with a subtle expression, "He, never, ever mentioned his original name on Weibo."

"Damn..." Lin Fei looked at the man suspiciously, "Are you really a fanatical male fan?"

"Not necessarily." Cheng Wen heard Yang Fengyu complain about his father's elbow turning out and the banquet, cleared his throat, pressed Tian Yuyang who was sleeping like a dead pig, and asked, "Handsome guy, do you know coconuts?"

"En." Qin Fangcong responded coldly, hooked Yang Fengyu's legs, and was about to carry him on his back.

Cheng Wen was anxious, and most of his body was pressed on Tian Yuyang, "Wait, you can't just take him away!"

If it's really a fanatical male fan, if it's really sleeping, things will be complicated.

Qin Fangcong paused, withdrew his hand, and patted Yang Fengyu's cheek lightly.

Yang Fengyu became more awake because of this action, opened his eyes and blinked, but when he was about to close them again, Qin Fangcong pinched his cheek.

"Yang Fengyu, do you remember me?"

Yang Fengyu barely opened one eye, looked at Qin Fangcong, seemed to be digesting what he said, nodded after a few seconds, and shook his head again.

Remember, wasn't it the guy who hit him twice?

My forehead hurts.

But Yang Fengyu also felt that he seemed to have seen this person somewhere.

"Don't... pinch my face!"

"He drank too much." Qin Fangcong withdrew his hand and picked up Yang Fengyu, "I'll take him back."

Yang Fengyu usually gets angry, but when he drank too much, he became better.He actually let Qin Fangcong carry it on his back, and after muttering a few words, he tilted his head, and fell asleep directly, and when he listened closely, he was still talking about "don't sleep fans".

"Tsk." Cheng Wen directly stepped over Tian Yuyang, walked down the booth and blocked the man's way, with a serious expression: "This brother, the brothers are all coconut brothers. If you want to take our brother away, you have to pass us as your brother first." Do you agree with us? Who are you? A fan or something, please explain clearly, otherwise we will not let you go today."

"Brother?" Qin Fangcong's expression changed slightly, "I am his elder brother."

Everyone: "..."

Lin Fei: "Don't talk nonsense, coconut doesn't even care that we are called brother, where did you come from?"

Qin Fangcong frowned slightly, and Lin Fei realized that he had said something wrong.

Although everyone has always regarded Yang Fengyu as their younger brother, compared to Tian Yuyang, who is not afraid of anything, Yang Fengyu has never called them his brother.

Cheng Wen: "Okay, that's not the point. You came to the tour today, and you know that our coconut is a small public figure. If you are his family member, please show evidence. If you are a fan, I can't let you Take him away."

"I'm not a fan," Qin Fangcong didn't change his face, "I don't need to explain to you about my relationship with Yang Fengyu. If you are worried, call the police. I left a call."

"you……"

"I will send him back to Haicheng, don't worry." Qin Fangcong added, and then took Yang Fengyu away.

Tian Yuyang was woken up by Cheng Jianya, and then he woke up in a daze, and found that there was no one beside him, "Brothers, where are the coconuts?"

The faces of the brothers were all a bit strange, and they all stared at the door in unison.

"Yang, you have been renting with Coconut for so long, have you heard that he has an older brother?"

"What?" Tian Yuyang fell asleep, and most of the time he was sober, he yawned and stared at Qin Fangcong's back and said, "It seems that there is something... Little brother Qin."

While talking, Tian Yuyang realized something was wrong, and remembered the message from Yang Fengyu.

"Fuck? Are you really here to catch him?"

Qin Fangcong didn't drink at all, took a cigarette and didn't light it, put Yang Fengyu on the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and then walked back to the driver's seat.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the bar owner quickly chased him out: "Brother Cong, do you live in China now?"

Qin Fangcong glanced at Yang Fengyu who was already asleep, and responded lightly.

"After that, come and sit often, just tell me, and I will reserve a seat for you."

"No need," Qin Fangcong put on his peaked cap, "I'm in Haicheng."

"Eh? Just right, Boss Cen also went to Haicheng last week."

"I know."

The bar owner didn't say any more, Qin Fangcong started running with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

Yang Fengyu fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up after driving on the highway, but turned over from his side to face Qin Fangcong, frowning slightly, muttering something.

Qin Fangcong listened carefully, this time he was not a sleepless fan.

Instead, she complained in a very small voice: "Why...don't listen to my song."

"I look... am I really that handsome?"

Qin Fangcong:?

"So handsome, so many people don't believe that I can live without my face!"

Qin Fangcong's stern face loosened for a moment, revealing a faint smile.

"I, I'm actually very happy."

Yang Fengyu's eyes opened a little, saw a pair of well-articulated hands, and then closed them uncontrollably, "Standing on the stage, even if it's small, even if there's only one person in the audience, I'm still very happy."

Qin Fangcong's eyes darkened, "Yang Fengyu."

"Ok?"

Yang Fengyu tilted his head, but his eyes were still squinted, as if trying to open them but failed.

People who drink too much will slur their speech, but an "um" comes from the nasal cavity, with a softer tone than usual.

Qin Fangcong laughed.

"There will be no one in the audience, but there won't be no one forever."

I don't know if Yang Fengyu understood, but there was no sound for a long time.

Qin Fangcong turned his head to look, his round head was drooping, he was holding the seat belt in his hand, and fell asleep again.

Qin Fangcong chuckled: "Children."

When Yang Fengyu woke up drowsily, he happened to get off the highway.

It took him a few seconds to realize where he was, and his eyes slowly moved from the seat belt in his arms to the driver's seat on the left, and finally fell on the side face of the man with high browbones and nose bridge.

"Fuck!!!"

Most of Yang Fengyu woke up from the fright, and kept backing away, covering his body with his hands, and looked at Qin Fangcong in horror, "Where the hell are you taking me!! I told me..."

"I won't sleep with you." Qin Fangcong frowned slightly and interrupted him, "Send you back."

"What on earth are you trying to do!" Yang Fengyu wanted to press his back against the glass, wanting to distance himself.

Qin Fangcong pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You, you don't know how to drink and drive!" Yang Fengyu's eyes widened, this man had obviously been sitting by the bar for so long!

"No."

Yang Fengyu really drank too much, he didn't turn his head very much, and his speech was illogical. When he saw Qin Fangcong stopped at the side of the road after passing the toll booth, he blinked in a daze.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Qin Fangcong looking over, and Yang Fengyu's eyes suddenly became fierce: "What are you doing!"

"address."

Yang Fengyu was taken aback, really want to send him back?

"You...are you not an illegitimate child?"

Qin Fangcong glanced at him indifferently.

"That's right, you don't look quite the same. Is it a paparazzi? A proxy shooter? A scalper? Am I so popular?"

Qin Fangcong laughed angrily at him: "Do I look like a scalper?"

Yang Fengyu looked at him suspiciously, then shook his head.

"Hiss..." It's okay not to shake your head, but this movement makes you feel very dizzy, as if a head of water is dangling in your head.

Yang Fengyu drank too much, and wanted to close his eyes to sleep when he felt dizzy, but just as he closed his eyelids, he felt his cheek being patted.

"address."

Yang Fengyu gave up on himself and reported a series of addresses.

Destroy it!

Qin Fangcong followed that address, and the more he drove, the more strange he felt.

At first it was a main road, and later only small alleys that can only be walked in.

Haicheng is an extremely developed city. This kind of alley is hidden in high-rise buildings. The only advantage is that the rent is very cheap.

Where it seems that the living conditions are not good, there will always be many dreams.

Qin Fangcong, carrying Yang Fengyu on his back, looked for the house numbers one by one, and finally stopped at the door of a small two-story bungalow.

"Yang Fengyu."

"Ok?"

I wake up when my name is called, and I don't know why.

"here?"

"Um……"

"First floor, second floor, where are the keys?"

Yang Fengyu stretched out a weak hand, pointed to a craft lamp at the door, and made a "one".

Qin Fangcong actually understood. He took out a key from the iron cover of the craft street lamp, opened the door and walked in.

It should be a small villa rented out in a separate building. The corridor is very dark. When Qin Fangcong walked to the door, he realized that it was a fingerprint lock.

Qin Fangcong held Yang Fengyu tightly around his body with his backhand, and held his hand with one free hand, opened the fingerprint lock and stuck it on.

With five fingers in one hand, none of them succeeded.

Yang Fengyu struggled and jumped down from behind him, stretched out his other hand to press it, the door opened with two beeps.

Yang Fengyu woke up a little bit, and was going to lock Qin Fangcong outside directly.

So he pushed open the door and strode in, but because he didn't control his limbs as well as usual, he accidentally tripped over the door frame and fell straight inward.

Not only that, Yang Fengyu subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Fangcong's arm.

The latter was obviously unprepared, and the figure being pulled shook and fell down.

It's over.

It's all over now.

If it's the same as the dog blood idol drama, they will kiss each other directly.

He, Yang Fengyu, is jumping off the window right now.