First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

The car was quiet for a long time.

Gu Jiaming touched the top of his head and grabbed a few hairs.

Gu Jiaming laughed dryly: "You're not kidding me, are you?"

Mu Ye: "Yes."

Gu Jiaming: "..."

Gu Jiaming's pupils trembled: "Are you in love with the benefactor?"

After sending a few kissing and hugging emojis to the little fan, Mu Ye smiled: "It is."

"?" Gu Jiaming's eyes were full of confusion: "What do you mean?"

"That's right," Mu Ye paused, "The two love each other?"

"..."

Gu Jiaming slowly raised his eyebrows: "Song Jianchu confessed to you?"

"Not yet." Mu Ye was very casual, and said frankly: "The verbal expression is not important, as long as I know it."

Gu Jiaming "..."

Even though he had known Mu Ye for almost ten years, Gu Jiaming was still shocked.

How could there be such shameless and narcissistic people in the world?

"No." Gu Jiaming smiled: "People haven't confessed their love to you, so you are so sure that you are in love? You have to show some face, I don't think it is your own wishful thinking."

Mu Ye also laughed: "Why does he keep me if he doesn't like me?"

"Have you ever looked in the mirror? You don't know what you look like?" Gu Jiaming was surprised: "The person who pictures your body wraps around the earth ten times without stopping, okay?"

Mu Ye was silent for a moment: "He is my fanboy."

Gu Jiaming was convinced: "That's admiration, and liking is two different things."

Mu Ye: "..."

He wanted to say some evidence to refute it, but Mu Ye recalled that it seemed that the little fan had never expressed his special liking for him.

The only more cryptic expression is to renew the fee.

Mu Ye paused, looking at the chat records on the phone and lost in thought.

"I'm not against you falling in love, after all, you are the boss, you have the final say on such a big matter." Gu Jiaming said with a smile: "But don't be sentimental, in the end, people are just playing with you, how sad it is."

Mu Ye frowned slightly.

Mu Ye doesn't believe that the little fan doesn't like him at all, this kind of thing can be felt by everyone.

But it is also true that there is no conclusive evidence.

"Speaking of which, why did you agree to be taken care of by him?" Gu Jiaming was curious for a long time: "I know you didn't do it for money. If you were looking for money, how many opportunities did you miss when you were a newcomer? Tell me the truth about our relationship. .”

Mu Ye lowered his eyes slowly.

At first, I thought it was interesting and wanted to play a foster game with the children.Later, when I came back to my senses, I realized that I was too immersed.

I want to be nice to my fans, I want to be close to people all the time, and I will miss it if we are separated for more than 10 minutes.

Wanting to hug, kiss and touch is more addictive than sucking cats.

Seeing that Mu Ye couldn't give an answer, Gu Jiaming changed the way of asking: "If another person takes care of you, I will also give you [-] million a day, and he is also your fanboy, would you agree?"

Without even thinking about it, Mu Ye frowned, "Impossible."

Gu Jiaming laughed: "Don't think about it, it's clearly you, the picky fox, who immediately set his sights on the little fresh meat, and was attracted by the color."

Mu Ye laughed: "Me?"

Gu Jiaming smiled without saying a word, shook his head, and turned back.

Mu Ye was stunned for a long time, then turned his eyes to look at the night scene outside the car window.

I watched the street lights flashing by for several minutes, and the moment when the boy's hat was blown off by the wind on the rooftop suddenly flashed clearly in my mind.

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows.

Intrigued?

Raising his hands and lazily supporting his face, Mu Ye smiled silently.

If you tell a lie, you need to make up for it with countless lies.

Song Jianchu bought some cold medicine and returned home, sat on the sofa covering his face and reflected on himself for a long time.

The words have already been spoken, and he can only pretend to have a cold.

But there is no need to pretend.

He was startled just now, he was too nervous, and now he is really uncomfortable.

After replying to Mu Ye's message, Song Jianchu took the medicine.Go to bed and lie down, cover the quilt and prepare to go to bed early.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he heard the melody of fingerprint door locks opening, closed his eyes again, and slowed down his breathing.

"Beginning."

Mu Ye walked into the bedroom and saw the little fan lying on the bed with his back to him, as if asleep.He walked over with light steps, rubbed his warm hands and tried the boy's forehead temperature, it was indeed a bit hot.

Mu Ye sat down by the bed and asked softly, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Song Jianchu opened his eyes: "I've eaten."

Mu Ye looked at his face worriedly: "Let's get an infusion, and I'll accompany you to the hospital again?"

"No need." Song Jianchu said immediately, "It will be fine after taking the medicine and going to sleep."

"Afraid of injections?" Mu Ye asked.

Song Jianchu bit the bullet: "...um."

He had never lied since he was a child, Song Jianchu tried his best to behave normally, but he was still inexplicably nervous.

Fortunately, Mu Ye didn't continue to ask, and touched his face with a gentle expression: "Go to sleep, I'll take a bath."

"Ah."

Afraid of disturbing the patient, Mu Ye went to take a shower in the bathroom outside the bedroom.After the door closed, Song Jianchu squeezed the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Jianchu stared at the direction of the door, feeling that Mu Ye was not in a good mood today.After getting along for a long time, even if Mu Ye is gentle and smiling most of the time, Song Jianchu can still distinguish this person's emotions.

Are you worried about him?

Song Jianchu pursed his lower lip and ruffled his forehead hair angrily, regretting that he had a cold.In fact, you can find other excuses. He was too flustered at the time.

After a while, Mu Ye changed into home clothes and returned to the bed, holding a box of strawberry milk in his hand.Seeing that he was awake, Mu Ye helped him up, inserted the milk into the straw and handed it to him: "Go to sleep after drinking."

Song Jianchu held the straw in his mouth and observed Mu Ye's expression.

Mu Ye was stared at, and couldn't help but smile: "Why do you keep looking at me? Are you so good-looking?"

Song Jianchu was a little hesitant.

Based on his current understanding of this person, Mu Ye is actually a bit narcissistic.Mu Ye should be in a better mood if he praises her now.

Song Jianchu said "Yes" seriously.

really.

Hearing his affirmative answer, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his face brought a bit of real joy: "It turns out that Chu Chu is also a face control."

Song Jianchu couldn't take it anymore.

He can only concentrate on drinking milk.

Mu Ye looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "It's been a month."

Song Jianchu raised his eyes blankly: "?"

"There are two months left in the agreement." Mu Ye seemed to have no intention of asking: "Last time you said you wanted to renew, have you thought about it?"

When asked about this suddenly, Song Jianchu was a little dazed.He let go of the straw in his mouth, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said truthfully, "Not yet."

"Need to think about it for so long?" Mu Ye smiled: "Don't you like being with me?"

"No." Song Jianchu paused and said, "It's my own problem."

"What's the problem?" Mu Ye raised his eyebrows.

Song Jianchu stared at Mu Ye in a daze, lowered his eyes to avoid the topic, and said in a low voice, "I want to sleep."

Mu Ye looked at the person who was looking away, but didn't continue to ask.

Song Jianchu lay down and closed his eyes.

Mu Ye helped him pull up the quilt, kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I'll be outside, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable. I'll come back to accompany you later."

Song Jianchu closed his eyes and waited for a while.

Mu Ye didn't even kiss him on the mouth, nor hug him.

Song Jianchu was a little surprised, but couldn't help opening his eyes: "...Oh."

Mu Ye got up and smiled at him, then gently closed the door and left the bedroom.

Song Jianchu didn't look back for a long time.

Sensing a lot of regrets in his heart, Song Jianchu was startled by his own thoughts.

what happened to him?Also infected with skin hunger?

Pursing his lower lip lightly, Song Jianchu lifted the quilt to cover his face, trying to hypnotize himself.

After closing the door, Mu Ye stood outside the bedroom door for 2 minutes, then went to the terrace with his mobile phone and cigarette case.

Leaning against the railing, Mu Ye lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers, opened WeChat, and recreated a four-group chat.

【MY: @你白爷@贾时年@路】

Suddenly being dragged into the new group, the three of them didn't know what was going on.

[Pei Shinian:? 】

[Pei Shinian: Why do you have another small group?What about the first time? 】

【Your Lord Bai: You are the one who fawns over the leader every day, and now you are the one who takes the lead in crowding out others. You deserve to be the one [thumb]】

【road:. 】

[MY: I have something to ask. 】

[Pei Shinian: What can't Jianchu know? 】

[MY: @路, when you and Lao Bai fell in love, who confessed first? 】

【road:? 】

【Your Lord Bai: Of course it's him. 】

[Your Bai Ye: He was the one who was chasing me to death, how could I take the initiative to chase a dog? 】

[Lu: Heh. 】

[Pei Shinian: Brother Ye, you made a special group just to ask this? ? ? 】

[MY: I remember when you were together, Lao Bai was also eighteen? 】

[Pei Shinian: Brother, why do you use "also"? ? [Confuse]】

[MY: @路, how did you chase Lao Bai back then? 】

【road:……】

[Your Bai Ye: I don't have time to chat with you, I'm done [wiping sweat]]

[MY: @路, come and open my wine cabinet when you have time, pick whatever you want. 】

[Lu: Take it home, go directly. 】

[Pei Shinian:! ! !Brother Lu, were you so brave back then?Haven't you been disabled? ? 】

【MY: [Meditation.jpg]】

[Your Bai Ye quit the group chat]

Lu Shen also failed to reply.

There were only two people left in the group, and Pei Shinian took a few questions from his brother and felt something was wrong.

[Pei Shinian: Brother Ye, don't you all have a date? Why are you chasing someone? 】

【MY: Your sister-in-law doesn't love me [sad]】

[MY: I want to chase. 】

Pei Shinian stared at the phone with a confused expression.

[Pei Shinian: Ah, this...]

[Pei Shinian: But, aren't you already together? 】

【MY: It's all temporary, I have to find a way to think about it in the long run [broken heart]】

Pei Shinian couldn't understand it anymore.

We are all together, how can it be temporary?What's the situation?

[Pei Shinian: Oh...]

[Pei Shinian: Brother, don't be too sad, can I help you? 】

[MY: Come talk with me, I can't sleep [sad]]

【Pei Shinian: [Touch.jpg]】

Pei Shinian rarely had the opportunity to talk to Mu Ye. Mu Ye rarely talked about his personal affairs, and most of the time he listened to his troubles and gave advice. He was a very reliable brother.

Pei Shinian said that his brother should be really sad, he finally fell in love, and fell in love with someone who didn't love him.

His brother is so good, there are girls who don't like him?

Pei Shinian also had no relationship experience, so he couldn't give any advice, so he could only accompany his brother when he was most uncomfortable.

He turned off the game on the computer and was about to try to comfort him.

The group chat was suddenly flooded with a bunch of new messages.

[MY: But, he bought me a guitar [sad]]

【MY: still hug me [sad]】

【MY: Kiss me every day [sad]】

[MY: He doesn't dislike me even if I don't take a bath, and even posts with me [sad]]

[MY: Xiao Pei, do you think he really doesn't like me? [sad]】

【MY: I don't believe [sad]】

[Pei Shinian quit the group chat]