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"It was raining heavily, like the day when two people first met, but this time no one covered his head with an umbrella to cover the rain all over the sky, and also blocked his sight, leaving only the one named Qi Ji in his eyes. teenager.

The person he met at the age of 14, he lost at the age of 24.

Later Wan Chukong could always think of the first conversation between the two of them, of the boy's wet shoulder, of him smiling playfully at himself, and jokingly saying, "Is this a token of love?"

He just accepted his love for an umbrella, but he didn't want to take his whole body into it.

The next ten years will be the ten years we have gone through together.

Not only holding an umbrella, but also sharing the water in a glass, and even kissing is for two people.

I didn't have time to answer him then.

Now Wan Chukong is 26 years old, and this is the second year without Qi Ji's company.

——Is this a token of love?

Calculate.

Of course, everything after that is your token of love for me.

"After the mutual exchange, it will be regarded as a private life."

——From "A Token of Love" by Chu Qi Buyi Only"

Comments (1624): [Fuck is be Chuqi, I don't know how many people you have harmed! ! 】

[Chu Qi doesn’t like it, I advise you two to get to know each other and make up for my hurt heart, otherwise I won’t be able to survive 1551]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohood

[I don't understand why you are crying, it's obviously sugar!They are both privately determined for life!This is not sugar, what is it?

["After the mutual exchange, it will be regarded as a private life." Kong Hao will tease a man, but unfortunately the 7 cubs didn't hear it until they died/crying/crying]

【Stop the knife, stop the knife, the child is crying stupidly】

[I will forward some sisters who are not interested in be aesthetics to benefit the front page]

The blogger forwarded: When did Chuqi not expect to meet, and when would I write a sweet article of more than 10 words ww

Reply: [Understood, the translation is: It is impossible to write sweet articles in this life]

[Understood, the translation is: Chu Qi doesn't want to know each other in this life]

The total number of words in this fanfiction is [-]. It was written from the time when the two were young to when they became famous. In the end, it ended up being a be. The older one cried aloud in the forwarding, and as a result, the comments piled up.

Coincidentally, Fu Shuang, who was surfing the Internet that night, saw it.

Qi Ji was too tired to get up, but when he heard the names of himself and Wan Chukong, he suddenly jumped up and grabbed Fu Shuang's phone.

Fu Shuang was full of energy, and ran around the dance room lap after lap, hahaha while reading the introduction, and exclaimed: "The beginning and the end echo each other!"

Qi Ji became angry from embarrassment: "Can you unfollow that Chaohua!"

Fu Shuang blinked innocently, "But Little Sixth Brother..."

Qi Ji thought of something, subconsciously glanced at the other members, and missed the best time to stop Fu Shuang from speaking.

"Didn't you also pay attention to Chu Qi's unexpected super talk?"

Qi Ji: "..."

Let the world be destroyed.

Or let him perish on the spot.

February 7 at 30:1 AM

At the entrance of the convenience store, Qi Ji lost his voice and said, "What keyword are you searching for?!"

Wan Chukong suddenly wanted to see his expression at the moment, so he reached out and lifted his hat.

Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, and his arrogance for questioning confidently and confidently was instantly extinguished, with an innocent face on his face.

"Didn't I say it before? I saw you in Chaohua." Wan Chukong said, "Do you think I won't watch it again?"

What a thick skin.

Qi Ji was so surprised that he didn't even have enough confidence: "Then don't look at it..."

What more can he say?

After all, even he himself is paying attention to Chaohua, but he mainly wants to see when the fans' enthusiasm will burn out.

At the beginning, he and Wan Chukong didn't know each other at all. Lalang was so popular, it really embarrassed both parties involved.

Now Qi Ji had serious doubts, and he was the only one who was embarrassed.

Wan Chukong proved with his actions - yes.

He said, "Why can't I read it? Isn't half of it my name?"

Qi Ji didn't understand, "What half?"

"Wan Chukong x Qi Ji."

Qi Ji: "..."

It makes sense and cannot be refuted.

"Then will you watch every super talk about you?" Qi Ji asked.

Wan Chukong looked at him, "No."

"Right!"

"Ah."

"???"

He didn't understand what Wan Chukong was agreeing with, right? ! !

Since you can't watch every super chapter, why do you want to watch the two of them specifically?

Wan Chukong seemed to see what he was thinking, and the two talked while walking.

"In the beginning, someone told me that your cp and I were very popular, and asked me if I knew you."

The same is true for Qi Ji.

Because of the inexplicable popularity, people around were suspecting that the two of them knew each other.

"I said I didn't know them, but they didn't believe me."

Qi Ji couldn't help nodding, yes yes yes he was the same.

Wan Chukong continued: "Because I was curious, I searched it online."

Qi Ji still nodded, yes yes yes yes... Wait a minute, he raised his head, a little dazed: "Didn't you go to see that post on the forum?"

"I've seen that too, but shouldn't you know who the other party is first?" Wan Chukong smiled at him, "So you only read the post."

Qi Ji nodded honestly, not aware that the atmosphere was wrong, "Because I know who you are..." Although I don't know deeply enough, I only rely on some vague memories.

Wan Chukong didn't care about it for the time being, slowed down and said, "I went to search for you."

Wan Chukong didn't know much about boy groups, and when he learned that Qi Ji was a boy group his niece liked, his impression was even worse, not to mention that Chen Shenghang often said that he went to bars and nightclubs.In the video, the young man wears a singing suit with an open collar, revealing a waist and abdomen covered with thin muscles during jumping, half of the shoulder straps are removed, and the collarbone is exquisitely sunken and deep. The body undulates violently with panting. The kind of guy who has a lot of fun outside.

Until he finally met the real person half a year later, he was stupid and still in a daze. He was very good at poking his thunder point and kept mentioning his previous life.

Wan Chukong suspected that he did it on purpose, but he didn't look like it, really.

With Tofu's cute and innocent face, he didn't lift him out of the van.

Fortunately, I didn't throw it away.

It's so sad for a kitten to be thrown away.

"Qi Ji, what kind of person did you think I was before you met me?" Wan Chukong asked.

Qi Ji thought for a while and said, "He's a good man."

Wan Chukong smiled, "This is not an answer."

"Why?" Qi Ji muttered and changed his words, "Gentle, easy to get along with and polite...your fans praise you so much."

"That's an interview. Can't you smile in front of the camera?"

"That's right, but you've never participated in any variety show, and I don't know too well... Now I know!" Qi Ji saw that the smile on Wan Chukong's mouth was getting weaker, and hurriedly made amends.

Wan Chukong looked at him, and Qi Ji said in an affirmative tone, "He's a good man!"

Wan Chukong was turning his head and half covering his face, with an extremely calm expression, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked you."

"Really." Qi Ji was still fighting for opportunities for himself, "I thought about it later, you don't really like playing games or watching anime, right? You just spend time with your brother."

Only then did Wan Chukong twitch the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't look like it's particularly stupid."

Qi Ji didn't hear it clearly, looked up at him, and continued his explanation: "But when you went to my house that day, you didn't express any objection to my preferences..." He even praised his wife for being cute!

"What if I pretended it?" Wan Chukong interrupted him.

Qi Ji's eyes were very clear, even in the dark, under the shadow of the brim of his hat, there was still a sliver of light falling into his eyes.

It was the street lamp that shone on the two of them, illuminating their eyes at the same time.

"But you're playing games with me too." The implication is that it doesn't matter if you pretend.

Wan Chukong looked at him, people with a good temper were the easiest to suffer.

He didn't know how much Qi Ji had suffered so far.

Wan Chukong lowered his head, and the silhouette fell into Qi Ji's eyes, finally covered with a layer of gray, "Well, then you can continue to maintain the original state."

"What?" Qi Ji felt that the hat on his head was taken off, and the two shadows under the street lamp gradually approached and then stopped suddenly.

"Don't make your impression of me worse in the future."

Wan Chukong doesn't like cats.

His mother has two cats with long, thick and shedding hair, and often blows them up.

He picked up Qiqi on the side of the road, on the side of the road outside the film and television city.

The kitten was injured and lying on the side of the road, crying weakly. Wan Chukong watched for a long time before squatting down and stretching out his hand. The kitten's copper-yellow eyes were fixed on him.

Wan Chukong grabbed it into his hand, and the cat scratched his arm several times while struggling.

Later, the cat recovered from illness, Wan Chukong had been filming and had no time to pick it up, so his mother took Qiao Qirui to the hospital to get the cat.

The kitten naturally became a member of the Qiao family, and Wan Ling has been raising it.

Wan Chukong came back several times, but the kitten seemed to have forgotten him and always avoided him.

That day he had an argument with Wan Ling, and before he left, the kitten suddenly ran over and barked at him, and he stretched out his hand as before, but was scratched again, as if to retaliate against him for being so rude to it before.

Later, the cat was no longer afraid of him, and occasionally pulled his trouser legs, but still avoided him.

It was Wan Chukong's whim to photograph Qi Ji's two big fat cats at home, so he didn't care what the other party would reply to him at all.

On the day of shooting Qiqi, it was the first time he met a kitten after a month and a half.From then on, Qiqi didn't avoid him at all.

After observing for a long time, Qiao Qirui couldn't hold back and asked his brother: "Brother, do you like cats?"

Wan Chukong didn't even think about it: "I don't like it."

The younger brother put it another way: "Then do you like Qiqi?"

"...I don't like cats."

"But you protect Qiqi." He even named it. All the cats in the house had names, but Wan Chukong never called the other two cats.

Wan Chukong looked so silly watching the kitten meowing "meow meow meow" while eating cat food.

"Because I picked it up." He replied.

Because he picked it up and found it, he will take care of it, be partial, and treat it specially.

A cat is a cat, Qiqi is Qiqi, they are different.