Rumors are strictly prohibited

Except for group activities and program recordings, Qi Ji seldom goes out alone, which leads him to follow Wan Chukong, unable to even ask the most basic questions like "Where are we going?" After all, the other party said He didn't know where it was either.

The assistant parked the car at the fork, and Wan Chukong waved at him casually, the assistant knew that his task was completed, and the next was the two-person world of his boss and the little idol.

The two got out of the car together, turned left and walked into a road that vehicles could not drive into. The more they walked inside, the wider it became. Only then did I see the whole picture of the restaurant.

"It's so hidden here." Qi Ji said.

"Well, I came here with the crew once before." Wan Chukong responded.

After entering the restaurant, Wan Chukong said that he had reserved a seat in advance, Qi Ji was a little surprised, and the waiter smiled and led the two of them into the box on the second floor.

The room is not big, it can only accommodate three or four people, but the layout is very careful, even the chopsticks are carved with patterns, and there is a woody fragrance in the air.

Seeing that Qi Ji was still standing, Wan Chukong asked him, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

Qi Ji said "um" and sat down, like a cat familiar with a strange environment, looking back and forth before turning back.

Wan Chukong pushed the menu to him and said, "They are a bit slow in serving the dishes. I ordered some in advance. You can see what else you want to add."

Qi Ji casually flipped through the menu twice, and asked the opposite: "What did you order?"

Wan Chukong mentioned the names of a few dishes, and Qi Ji found out that they were all home-cooked dishes that they ate together last time...

He seemed to be able to guess what Wan Chukong was thinking, so he made a reservation on purpose but had trouble ordering dishes, so he had to copy the dishes from last time.

Qi Ji buried his head in ordering a few unusual dishes, and raised his head to ask each time he ordered, "Is it okay?"

Wan Chukong kept nodding, and Qi Ji asked, "Is there anything you don't want to eat?"

Wan Chukong: "I'm not picky about food."

Even the waiter standing aside couldn't help covering the lower half of his face with the menu.

They often have celebrities patronizing here. Although she doesn't follow stars, the temperament of these two people is very recognizable at the moment.

Good-looking people are pleasing to the eye even in childish conversations.After the waiter left, Qi Ji said, "I just saw that scene you filmed... Are you the second male lead in that scene?"

Wan Chukong turned on the phone, made sure it was on mute, and then replied: "Based on the number of roles, it should be the male third."

Qi Ji was a little surprised, but he had already seen that the other party was not the protagonist on the set.Wan Chukong's resources have been very good since his comeback, and his popularity and acting skills can handle the show. He originally thought that the other party would not easily play a supporting role.

Wan Chukong suddenly said, "Don't you even go online?"

"Huh?" Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, "Go..."

"But don't pay attention to me."

"..."

Qi Ji couldn't bear the pressure, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Wan Chukong: "Well, it's okay."

These two words are tantamount to "I forgive you", but he obviously did nothing wrong!

Qi Ji said bluntly: "I don't really look at things related to the entertainment industry...because I'm afraid of seeing myself."

He was going to talk about this today. About why he wanted to be a boy group, Wan Chukong asked him at his home before, but he didn't know how to answer. He didn't have the courage and felt it was unnecessary.

At this time, accompanied by a soft "excuse me", the waiter opened the door and came in.

The chandelier in the box was projected on the table just right, making Qi Ji's already delicate and handsome appearance even brighter, and even the corners of his eyes filled with clear and delicate light.

Wan Chukong's fingers moved slightly, and seeing that his eyes had been attracted by the dishes on the table, he suppressed the desire to ask further, "Let's eat first, and there is no rush to talk after the meal."

Qi Ji was indeed hungry. It was already late when he got off the plane. He took a casual bite of biscuits at noon and didn't eat anything else.I did drink a lot of water.

He picked up the chopsticks, saw that Wan Chukong's gaze was always following him, and quickly made a gesture of invitation, "You go first."

Wan Chukong saw that he looked like he was not enlightened, and suddenly wanted to sigh from the bottom of his heart.You must know that generally he is the one who makes the other party sigh.

The meal was good, at least Qi Ji was satisfied, and he has been running a lot lately, maybe just like what Wan Chukong said, he did lose a little weight.

He even ate one more dessert, including Wan Chukong's.

Qi Ji confirmed again and again: "Is this okay?"

"Okay, I don't eat sweets much."

Qi Ji: "But you drink milk."

Wan Chukong didn't even blink his eyes, "Is milk a sweet?"

So I really like to drink it.

Qi Ji silently wrote down while shaking his head. After eating the pastry, he wiped his mouth and adjusted his sitting posture.

Wan Chukong spoke first: "Are you going to talk about something serious next?"

"Ah, no." Qi Ji quickly relaxed, and both hands fell on his thighs.

Wan Chukong looked at him, "Then don't be tense, I will listen to whatever you say, just chat as usual."

Even though they were sitting across from each other with a table between them, Qi Ji had never felt so close to anyone.

##

The door was closed tightly, and the private room was very quiet. Before speaking, Qi Ji smiled. He always smiled like this, but it wasn't cowardice, it was just his unique gentleness.He was used to smiling so harmlessly.

"I started learning dance at the age of six. My mother asked me to practice dancing, and my friends dragged me to become a trainee. It seems that there is nothing I want to do on my own initiative."

"When I debuted, my friend asked me if I was happy to be able to debut, but I couldn't answer." Qi Ji scratched his cheek as he spoke, his head tilted to one side, his eyes tilted and finally fixed on the table, "I think I should be happy Yes, I just couldn’t say it. At that time, there were many voices who refuted me. They didn’t like me, and I wasn’t sure if I could really do a good job, so I chose to escape and convinced myself that this was just work…”

During that time, he didn't understand anything, he would search his name, and read every comment on Weibo. From the moment he saw the first comment abusing him, everything became different.

It seems that everything he does is wrong, and it is wrong not to speak.

"Before you asked me why I wanted to be in a boy group, I couldn't answer, because I was still a little scared, as if I didn't say that I worked hard, and I could lightly expose these things, but I had a dream the night before, when I first debuted, I I found that I have forgotten a lot, and now I can’t remember those things clearly,”

He was forgetting, and the wound had healed before he knew it.

When Qi Ji said this, he looked at Wan Chukong, and this time he showed a bright and bright smile, "Although you are halfway through the filming of the scene, I still want to talk about it, maybe it can give you a little inspiration."

Although it was only a little bit, he wanted to tell Wan Chukong.

"The reason why I chose to become an idol at the beginning was because I wanted to stand on a bigger stage. I think I like the stage."

It's not just the stage. He has learned dance for more than ten years and has been a trainee for five full years. If he didn't like him, how could he persist for so long?But Qi Ji is more used to being passive, swallowing his tears, not saying anything about his suffering and tiredness, and pretending that he doesn't care will make his life easier.

This is his bad habit.

"I know." Wan Chukong said, "I knew the answer just by looking at your expression."

Qi Ji froze for a moment, looking straight at Wan Chukong.

Wan Chukong lowered his voice: "Because I also came here that way."

No one would eat a plate of tasteless noodles with relish for a cause he didn't love, and Qi Ji had already given him the answer.

Qi Ji nodded affirmatively and said, "Well, you like acting very much, and you are very talented...Well, although it seems inappropriate to say it now, I really like "Cicada Time" and have watched it many times."

Faced with Qi Ji like this, Wan Chukong was suddenly speechless. He always thought that he had picked up Qi Ji, so he was obliged to take care of him.

But the cat has taken good care of itself.

Wan Chukong couldn't help but ask, "What would happen if we met in junior high school?"

As written in those articles, they met and healed each other when they were fourteen or fifteen years old.

Qi Ji clapped his hands suddenly: "Ah, that's right! We did meet in junior high school, on the stairs!"

"The dance teacher at the time said to my face that I had no talent. I was not reconciled, so I increased the amount of practice. As a result, I sprained my ankle and couldn't go to the dance studio for two weeks..."

As Wan Chukong listened, he suddenly got up and sat next to Qi Ji, who suddenly fell silent.

"Why don't you continue?" Wan Chukong looked at him sideways, his eyes full of patience, he stopped playing pranks, and listened intently to Qi Ji's story.

Qi Ji's originally cheerful voice was a little softer, "For convenience, I walked up the stairs of the senior class, and I met you on the stairs..."

Qi Ji's words brought Wan Chukong back to reality.

They would not have known each other at that time.

At that time, both of them still had a hurdle that they couldn't get over. Apart from the wall in front of them, they couldn't see anything else, and they were destined to pass each other in that narrow corridor.

##

The two came out of the box, and suddenly there was a loud exclamation in the hall.

Qi Ji subconsciously turned his head to look, but Wan Chukong held his head with one hand, "You don't even have a hat on, so you're not afraid of being photographed now?"

Qi Ji immediately obediently remained still, and walked out while being pushed by Wan Chukong's shoulder while putting on his hat.

It’s so cold!

Qi Ji's first reaction when he got outside was to stop, but he was hit by Wan Chukong from behind.

The man's embrace was very warm, Qi Ji withdrew in a second, turned around and said, "Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Wan Chukong asked knowingly.

Qi Ji: "Accidentally took advantage of you...?"

He said it casually, but Wan Chukong didn't expect Wan Chukong to answer him, "Yes."

Pause for two seconds, "I don't mind."

Qi Ji: "..."

It was very cold outside, and Wan Chukong also saw that he was very cold, so he proposed to give him the coat, Qi Ji asked in surprise, "What are you wearing inside?"

"Half sleeves."

Qi Ji was silent, "It stands to reason that you should be colder than me."

Wan Chukong said, "I voluntarily took it off."

A passerby passed by and the two looked back, Qi Ji didn't know whether to cover his face or Wan Chukong for a while.

"Really don't want it?" Wan Chukong followed behind Qi Ji.

Qi Ji shook his head heavily, and quickened his pace again in response.

After getting the taxi, Qi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and finally turned his head to talk to Wan Chukong: "It's much warmer in the car."

"Yeah." Wan Chukong stretched out his hand to smooth Qi Ji's messy trotting hair just now, Qi Ji froze, and those beautiful eyes began to sweep him blatantly again.

Wan Chukong couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and poked Qi Ji's forehead, Qi Ji leaned back, thinking that the other party didn't pay attention to him after a while, he secretly touched his forehead.

Before Qi Jilin got off the car, Wan Chukong said to him, "Don't work yourself too hard, pay attention to rest, good night."

Qi Ji replied hesitantly: "Okay, you too... good night."

Wan Chukong saw his doubts and gave him the answer: "I'm afraid you'll cry from exhaustion again."

Qi Ji: "...No way!"