The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"Cong Lie, come and have a look, I found Eros!"

Cong Lie always felt that Yunji said such a sentence to himself somewhere, the voice was not loud, as if it was separated by a layer of cloth.

There was a little cautiousness in the joyful voice, and every trace of emotion was not revealed.

But that sentence was not followed by another person's answer, and the sense of reality was as ungraspable as sand, unable to stand deep thought, as if it had never really existed.

Yu Suiqing asked with some reluctance: "How could it be just an ordinary star? I searched for an hour..."

"It's almost done, right?" Cong Lie leaned back slightly, and handed the medicine-filled cup to Yunji.

His voice was lukewarm and almost emotionless, "Is it possible to talk to only one person at night around the fire? What about the others? Don't you need to talk about it?"

Yunji held the cup containing the traditional Chinese medicine and blew away the rising steam.

In fact, he himself didn't mind talking about these things.

Only he knows about these things in his previous life, and he keeps them in his heart.

Telling it as a joke is also a kind of resolution.

The host didn't dare to entertain Cong Lie, so he turned to Liao Bingqiao, "Ms. Liao, you are a brand new face to us. You are going to enter rock and roll next, right? You don't look like you!"

"I really didn't think I was suitable for rock and roll at the beginning. Brother Yun discovered me." Speaking of Yunji, Liao Bingqiao's eyes lit up.

"I have never been in the entertainment industry before. Brother Yun is my good teacher and friend. If I have the opportunity to bring good works to everyone in the future, it can be said that these opportunities are all given to me by Brother Yun."

Watching the camera move towards Liao Bingqiao, Yunji listened for a while, and felt that the kid was more eloquent than he looked, so he leaned forward slightly to read the comments on the broadcaster.

[Bingqiao's cute little brother Yun, brother Yun's voice is so smooth. 】

【A new cp has appeared!I am delicious! 】

[Suddenly I feel that Yunji is actually too stubborn. I used to think that he was Dora who needed to be a licking dog. 】

[Isn't it too ugly to say before, the pursuit is to lick the dog?You don't have to. 】

【Isn't it because of Yunji's high vision?Where in this world can you find another Cong Lie? 】

【Hey, who was the one that Yunji mentioned watching the stars together? 】

[I don’t know, I’ve never heard of it, it shouldn’t be Cong Lie]

【It's not like Cong Lie, because I'm keenly aware that Cong Lie is jealous! 】

[Ha ha ha, I laughed so hard, what is my brother Lie jealous of?Eating Yunji's vinegar?The family members laughed out loud. . 】

[?Otherwise, why didn't he let that Yu Han ask? 】

[I also think Yunji is not talking about Cong Lie, he is probably blind, even my wife doesn’t look at the stars while dragging her to qaq]

[Yes, I can completely get Yunji now, I feel like blind people don't like beautiful women!Beauty stickers! 】

【Friend in front, do you know who you are scolding (although I also think my wife is so beautiful)】

Yunji drank the medicine while watching the barrage, and several of them finished chatting for a round.

It was almost dark, and the host crossed his fingers, "Then let's stop talking today. Teachers, wash up early, and freely assign them to four tree houses to rest. Good night."

Knowing that the camera was still following, Yunji didn't intend to show his presence, so he quietly raised his head and leaned against the corner of the bench, ready to pick up the rest after they finished picking out the treehouse.

I don't know if it's because it's close to the equator or because the air is clean, but the sky here looks a little lower than in Jingzhou.

Even without a telescope, many bright constellations are clearly visible.

He noticed that someone beside him was not walking with the large group, but he didn't intend to say anything.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and the night wind blew gently.

"What kind of star did you just say you were looking for?" Cong Lie looked at him and asked softly.

"Did I just stop talking about it? Ordinary stars." Yunji smiled casually, and the dimple on one side sank.

Cong Lie's heart sank along with the dimple, "Where is it now? I want to see it too."

The camera was filming, Yunji didn't want to appear too indifferent, so he casually pointed at the sky, "It's been too long, I don't remember clearly, maybe it's there."

Cong Lie's gaze didn't even move away from his face, "I was looking for it for more than an hour, was it just looking for it?"

The smile on Yunji's face faded, "It turns out that Mr. Cong heard me say that it took me an hour to find it with a telescope, so how can I find it for you now?"

"Then you..." Cong Lie's voice lowered slightly, "Can you find another beautiful star, I want to see it too."

"It's getting late, Mr. Cong, let's go to bed early." Yunji stood up with the blanket in his arms, and stepped into his shoes.

He returned the thermos to Cong Lie, knowing that this was also a concern in the script, so he still had to be polite, "I'm sorry, it's not a big problem if the medicine is stopped for a day or two, I didn't even think about taking it with me. "

Cong Lie turned his back to the fire and said nothing.

Yunji couldn't see his expression clearly, and didn't know what he meant by standing still.

Fortunately, Liao Bingqiao ran over carelessly to break the silence, "Brother Yun, will you sleep with me tonight?"

With his words, the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

"Sister Cao Zhen lives alone, Xiaoyu also wants to live alone, and the three of us are left. I think Mr. Cong may also want to live by himself, so..." Liao Bingqiao's voice became quieter as he explained, and finally under Cong Lie's seemingly calm gaze Silence directly.

Taking a breath to cheer himself up, Liao Bingqiao still shook his head and asked Yunji: "Brother Yun, who do you want to live with?"

He thought to himself that Yunji came to Nanshi with him in the first place, and that his physical condition was not good all the time because of working hard for himself. He was always obliged to take care of Yunji.

It’s okay to follow netizens’ CP during the day, but Liao Bingqiao is worried that if there is no camera to follow, what will Cong Lie do to Yunji?

"He accepts the bed." Cong Lie didn't wait for Yunji to speak, and asked Liao Bingqiao with a cold face: "He doesn't sleep well at night, do you know what to do?"

Liao Bingqiao shook his head obediently, and asked him recklessly, "Then you know what to do?"

Ignoring his question again, Cong Lie bent down and hugged Yunji, and walked directly towards the biggest tree house before the two of them could react.

Yunji was dumbfounded at first, and then quickly pushed Cong Lie, "What's wrong with you? Why are you holding me again? It's not like I can't walk."

"Stop feeling uncomfortable for a while." Cong Lie's last sentence turned into a soft mutter, "You look so bad, don't you know?"

Yunji didn't understand why he didn't stop, so he asked Cong Lie: "Is it okay for you to live by yourself? Xiao Liao may be afraid of the dark, so I'll go and be his companion."

"Is he afraid of the dark?" Cong Lie squinted at him dangerously, "Then I'm also afraid of the dark."

His tone was too firm, and he sounded completely fearless.

"You're not afraid of the dark." Yunji sighed, a little helpless, "It's really Cong Lie, there's no need, there's no need to act to this extent, this show is already very popular, it's not bad for you to work overtime at night."

"Then you find me that star." Cong Lie seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and went back to the question like a ghost hitting a wall.

"Didn't I tell you? I can't find it now." Yunji was almost pestered by him, "Don't mess with me, I'm already very tired today."

"Tired?" Cong Lie's voice was much lower, but he complained firmly, "You slept on my lap all afternoon, and I carried you up the mountain for a long time. Why are you still tired?"

"Did I ask you?" Yunji asked him coldly, "I'm just tired. I'm a spoiled second-generation capitalist who has worked hard all day. Can't I be tired?"

Cong Lie obviously made him choke, and it took him a long time to open his mouth, "What's wrong with you? Is your head still dizzy? Your knee still hurts? Or did you not eat properly at night?"

Yunji is not completely unfamiliar with this kind of Cong Lie who is asking about his care and warmth, after all, he has been acting according to the script for a day.

But that doesn't mean he can adapt well.

He replied casually, "It's just a little tired from simplicity."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the two of them had already entered the tree house.

Although the inside is a little dark, it is clean and does not give people a sense of closure because of its small size.

On the contrary, the warm yellow lighting makes people feel very relaxed, and there is even a small glass room with a sink and shower in the room.

Yunji was put on the bed by Cong Lie, subconsciously reached out to touch the mattress, and found that it was palm, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

It is moderately soft and hard to the touch, and it should be no problem to fall asleep.

Accustomed to traveling lightly during hiking, Yunji only brought toothpaste, toothbrush and a towel for himself.

So when he watched Cong Lie take out the bath towel, pajamas and skin care for him from the big travel bag he was carrying, he couldn't help being a little stunned, "Why did you bring so many?"

The implication is that these are not rigid needs for him.

"These were all packed in my box before, and I brought them together when I saw them." Cong Lie lowered his head and didn't look at him.

Yunji couldn't help but understand Cong Lie's success.

Simply saying that he was rewarded by God for food is actually not very fair.

In places where this kind of lens cannot be captured, he still made the settings in the program so comprehensive, which shows that he pays attention to details.

"You should also try multi-habitation development if you have the opportunity in the future. I think you are quite talented as an actor." Yunji praised sincerely.

"Yes, yes, I have a lot of talent as an actor, and I will act in the future." Cong Lie took off his shirt with his back turned to him, and threw it into the jungle-patterned fabric sofa as if venting his anger.

Yunji only looked up at him, then frowned, "What happened to your back?"

"What could be the matter, that's the way it is." Cong Lie thought he had the nerve to mention the scratches on his body, so he said a few words angrily.

Yunji's face gradually became serious, and he leaned over to take a closer look.

Probably because he soaked in seawater during the day, and was pressed and rubbed by that big hiking bag when he was climbing, the entire checkerboard-like wound on his back was red, swollen and white, protruding from the surface of the skin.

"Are you stupid? You can't feel the pain?" After seeing it clearly, Yunji's heart tightened, and he raised his voice.

After all, he caught it with his own hands.

"What?" Cong Lie grabbed his shoulder and glanced back in confusion, "Oh, it doesn't matter."

Yunji couldn't help frowning, "Go to the field manager and apply some medicine, it won't work."

Cong Lie glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and then spread the cotton sheet he brought on the bed, "Aren't you tired enough? Go wash up and go to bed early."

"Why can't you understand human language?" Yunji was a little anxious, "Is it a short time before you sleep? How can you record the next show if you are infected?"

Cong Lie still had a face full of indifference, "This little injury will be fine once you wake up, it doesn't matter."

"What's okay?" Yunji's fire couldn't hold back, and he slapped Cong Lie's back with a "slap", "It doesn't matter if you are all inflamed, you have to wait for a serious problem, right? Do you have a brain problem?" ?”

Cong Lie shivered in pain, "I have a problem with my brain? Why didn't you say that I have a problem with my brain when you caught me?"

The room fell silent.

Yunji looked at him and blinked.

After being silent for half a minute, he didn't know what to say, so he picked up his things and went to wash.

The faucet was turned on, and the sound of water splashing, relieved the embarrassment.

Yunji calmed down, and tried hard to suppress the thought of "Cong Lie got hurt like this because of him".

Cong Lie came to rescue him yesterday, and he was grateful.But Yunji asked himself that apart from scratching him a little bit, it couldn't be considered as Cong Lie's big loss.

And since Cong Lie said that he doesn't need to apply medicine, he must have a plan in his own mind, and there is no need for him to gather an ex-boyfriend to meddle in his own business.

Cong Lie, a person who values ​​work the most, how could he allow his physical condition to affect the progress of the program?Maybe a strong young man like him will recover from all his illnesses after a night of sleep.

What has he to worry about?Yunji felt that his haste just now was superfluous.

After taking a shower, Yunji hung up the towel, and decided not to worry about such a trivial matter.

First of all, the two of them are grown men, it's not like they haven't held hands before.

Secondly, Cong Lie, who is in his 20s, will never even know his physical condition.

After reconciling with himself, Yunji walked back to the room and found that Cong Lie was lying on the bed, as if asleep.

The injury on his back looked really scary, and Yun Ji began to wonder if he thought too highly of Cong Lie's score.

He walked over and pushed Cong Lie, "Hello?"

Just touching it, Yunji felt that something was wrong, Cong Lie's arm was abnormally hot.

He stretched out his hand to touch Cong Lie's forehead, and it was really hot.

Yunji shook Cong Lie's shoulders vigorously, "Get up, I have a fever. Don't be brave, go get the medicine quickly."

"It's okay." Cong Lie's voice was hoarse.

Yunji's eyebrows were furrowed, "Don't be ok, you have to take medicine if you have a fever, otherwise what will happen to your schedule tomorrow?"

"I don't use medicine." The corners of Cong Lie's eyes were burning red, and it took him a long time to speak again, "I just want to ask you a question."

Yunji suppressed the irritability in his heart, "Ask."

There was no sound in the room, and the gauze curtain at the head of the bed was gently rolled by the night wind.

Cong Lie looked up at him, his eyes couldn't tell what he was suffering from, "That star, what kind of star is it?"

--

The tree house is very dim, and the metaphor has the fragrance of grass and trees.

Cong Lie was looking at him persistently.

Yunji was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes, "It's been too long, I don't remember."

Probably because of the fever, Cong Lie's voice was rarely confident, "Think about it, can you... think about it for a while."

"There's nothing to think about." Yunji refused bluntly, "I'll go to the field manager and ask if there is any emergency antipyretic medicine."

"Don't go." Cong Lie held his wrist with one hand, and pressed his eyes with the other.

Originally, Yunji had already got up, and he was holding one hand, so he had to stop by the bed, "Don't make trouble with me, I have given you medicine, so we both can go to bed early."

"I don't use medicine," Cong Lie said in a nasal voice, but he was still stubborn. "Just sleep and you'll be fine."

Yunji stretched out his hand and touched his forehead again, "Don't worry about it, the eggs will spread if you boil it again."

He remembered what Cong Lie had said to himself when he was feeling uncomfortable, and persuaded him in a similar way, "You don't recover well tonight, what about tomorrow's schedule? There are still two days left for the shooting, and you don't want to postpone the impact on the later ones." Let's go to the concert."

He himself felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he was persuading him completely according to Cong Lie's thinking logic.

It can't be the same as in the previous life. Cong Lie felt a little uncomfortable there, so he had to go around on the saddle.

Cong Lie didn't care about those.

So when he saw the corners of Cong Lie's mouth slowly curling down, and even the blood that wasn't much in the first place gradually disappeared, he was a little surprised.

"Fuck the itinerary." Cong Lie said softly but clearly.

Yunji felt a little speechless at his double standard.

When he was not feeling well, Cong Lie would talk about the itinerary, crossing a broken bridge in a hurry.

When Cong Lie was not feeling well, he started talking about the fucking itinerary again.

Regardless of Cong Lie's hysteria, Yunji went to the field manager and wandered around.

Although this place is not a deep mountain or old forest, it is still remote enough. If the fire really burns badly in the middle of the night, there might not even be a decent sanitation center nearby.

The field manager on duty is a man with glasses with a tall hairline, who is lying on the table playing games.

Seeing Yunji coming in, he asked absent-mindedly, "Teacher Yun?"

"Please help me find some medicine for trauma and cold and fever." Yunji thought for a while, "I also need a thermometer."

Knowing that Yunji wasn't a key guest, the man in glasses didn't even take his eyes off the screen, "Oh, the medical kit seems to be next to the table, go and find it yourself."

Yunji found the table as he said, but there were only tripods and camera equipment piled up around the table.

He walked back to the field manager and knocked on the table in front of him, "Who are you in charge of medical treatment? I'll go directly to him."

"It's me." The man with glasses was quickly tapping the phone screen, and said another irrelevant sentence, "There is someone in the toilet, a third-level head."

"I can't find the medical kit, please help me find it." Yunji raised his voice slightly.

"After I finish this game, the final round will be here soon." The man with glasses still didn't look up.

Yunji knew that there were no useful social skills at such a time.

The more this kind of small soldier, the easier it is to desert.

Because a lot of field work is temporary to earn extra money, people don't care who you are if you leave this show.

But Cong Lie was different.

Cong Lie, who is in the top position, may send this show back to the west if he has a little good or bad.

Yunji didn't intend to waste too much time here, "Teacher Cong is sick, don't you need to take care of it?"

The man with glasses put down the phone in his hand for a second and stood up anxiously, "Ms. Cong is sick? Is it serious? Do you need me to go and have a look? Do you need to prepare to go down the mountain?"

Yunji paused for a few seconds, "As long as you get me the medicine quickly, it's not serious enough to go to the hospital."

The man with glasses immediately put down his phone to find medicine for Yunji, and the characters in the game were smashed into boxes in a short while.

Fortunately, the field staff had a complete set of medical supplies, including thermometers, anti-inflammatory drugs, and wound dressings, but they couldn't find iodine for a while, so they only gave Yunji a bottle of alcohol as an emergency.

When Yunji returned to the tree house with the medicine, Cong Lie got up from the bed and was quickly putting on a T-shirt.

"Where are you going?" Yunji asked him with a frown as he opened the medicine box.

Cong Lie's T-shirt was half put on his head, and he took it off slowly when he heard him say, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Isn't the toilet right there?" Yunji pointed to the bathroom, "Do you still need to put on clothes?"

Cong Lie's cheeks were flushed red, but his lips were so dry that they turned white.

He let out an "oh" and lay down on the bed again.

Yunjixin said, don't you go to the bathroom?Not on again?

But I am too lazy to ask.

He talked about his past knots tonight, and he unraveled a little bit, and he had a more thorough understanding of his feelings.

When he was reborn, he was angry and unwilling to Cong Lie, and sometimes he wanted to ask why Cong Lie treated him so well in his previous life.

But in fact, watching Cong Lie act so vigorously in front of the camera these days, he has a little understanding: In fact, one person is good to another, and there is no need for sincerity or insincerity.

Cong Lie doesn't love him, but he can still take care of him.

So no matter how good he was to Cong Lie in his previous life, it could still be regarded as the hypocrisy of the rich second generation defrauding him of his affection.

Besides, this Cong Lie is a new Cong Lie, and has nothing to do with the Cong Lie in his previous life.

Their relationship has been terminated in time, and now maintain a normal mind and complete the follow-up cooperation, that is, to get together and break up, or to stop losses.

He himself doesn't care much about being decent or not. Being rich means being decent.

Steadily recorded the show, earned the money, Han Hai's reputation has been built up, and Cong Lie's side is not concerned about the amount of liquidated damages for termination of the contract.

At that time, no matter what Cong Lie said, he would have the confidence to part ways with him calmly.

Thinking of this, Yunji poured alcohol on Cong Lie's back.

"Hiss—" the muscles on Cong Lie's back suddenly collapsed.

"It hurts?" Yunji himself has suffered much more than this, and it's hard to feel sorry for this little trauma.

But he still explained, "It's a little red and swollen, please disinfect it a little to avoid infection. Maybe my hands are heavy, or I'll ask the medical staff to deal with it for you?"

It took Cong Lie a long time to whisper back, "It doesn't hurt."

He said it doesn't hurt, that means it doesn't hurt.

When Yunji applied the ointment, he was a little gentle with his hands. After applying the ointment, he threw two pills and a bottle of water to Cong Lie, "You take it by yourself. At night, you will sleep on the bed and I will sleep on the sofa."

He didn't want Cong Lie to have a bad rest and delay work, and he would be blamed instead in the end.

"Yunji, you must have a conscience." Cong Lie suddenly gritted his teeth.

"I have no conscience? Why do I have no conscience?" Yunji was puzzled, "I give you the bed, am I heartless?"

Cong Lie couldn't hold back a little, "You don't feel well during the day, how did I treat you? Did you leave me alone when I was sick?"

"Isn't it because you're being nice to me because there's a camera recording it? Wouldn't it be better to tie the CP during business hours?" Yunji couldn't figure out why he was unbalanced, "It's not being filmed now, we need to be so involved in the drama ?"

In fact, he felt that Cong Lie was a bit too much during the day, even if it was acting, it didn't have to be so realistic.

So he added a few more words, "Maybe you haven't been exposed to reality shows before, but this is actually a bit different from acting. Acting pays attention to every detail, but reality shows need to pay attention to a blank space. If you do too well, you may On the contrary, it makes people feel ingenious.”

Cong Lie didn't make a sound.

Yunji suggested from the bottom of his heart, "If you have the opportunity, you can also consider cross-border electric shock, which can be regarded as a kind of business enrichment."

"Okay, I'll think about it." Cong Lie lowered his eyes, his pupils were so dark that there was no light, "I'll look for it when I get back, and see if any crew dares to want me."

Feeling that he had finished speaking, Yunji hugged the blanket and lay down on the sofa.

After nightfall, the temperature in the mountains is low, and it is still a bit cold with only a quilt.

It's almost ten o'clock, which is the peak time for night owls from all walks of life to surf online.

Yunji nestled under the quilt and turned on the Weibo program Chaohua.

Unsurprisingly.

Ninety percent of the posts are about Cong Lie, all kinds of clips and screenshots.

Cong Lie diving is vigorous.

Cong Lie makes pineapple rice at home.

Cong Lie easily crossed the ravine on the mountain road is a role model for domestic entertainment male stars.

It seems that Cong Lie's breath is fragrant.

Looking at these netizens in Yunji is like looking at himself.

When you love someone, people often have light in their eyes.

When the line of sight follows the person you love, it also casts the brightest halo on that person.

Yunji quickly scrolled through those posts, and found that the frequency of his name was second only to Cong Lie.

[What kind of beautiful love is Huoshaoyun? I don't believe that Cong Lie played it to Yunji. . 】

[+1, I feel that my husband was not that kind to me when he was in love. 】

【I repeat again, Cong Lie made it clear that he doesn't like suitors who are moved by themselves, I won't say who they are. 】

[Self-impressed?Who moved himself?Are you touched by your own sourness? 】

[If this is all acted out, Father Cong is too scary, right?In my heart before, he was always free and unrestrained (laughs)

[Old fans don't feel like acting, whose face will Cong Lie look at?Except for Yunji, I haven't seen him eat other people's pussy. 】

[My cousin knows the program group, he said that Cong Lie didn't eat at noon, and all the pineapple rice he made was given to Yunji. 】

[True or not, I have watched the whole film, but there is no such scene. 】

[Yunji may be about to achieve a positive result, and he understands everything. 】

[No, Wei Fan only kowtows the program cp and borrows Yunji to substitute it in, and untie it after filming, okay? Thank you. 】

【are you crazy?Borrow who? You bastard. 】

Yunji looked at the last comment with a frown.

I always feel that it is a bit familiar with the head portrait of Suiyuejinghao, which has a very different language style.

He clicked on the avatar of this "Cool Moonlight" and saw the layers of lottery reposts on the homepage. He vaguely remembered that this netizen had also helped him on the Internet before.

But it's just an ordinary netizen, and he has nothing to do with him.

Yunji clicked into his recent lottery draws, but none of them won, so he couldn't help but smiled and quit the homepage.

He used Liao Bingqiao as a keyword to search in Chaohua, and found that although this kid was not very popular, he was very popular with the audience.

Netizens have a good acceptance of him, calling him "Bingqiao brother" very affectionately.

Some of them knocked down Liao Bingqiao and gathered "□□", and under each status, you can see the figure of that "Cool Moonlight" who will end up fighting.

[What does it mean to care more about Yunji than Cong Lie?Do you know whether Cong Lieguan cares about Yunji? 】

……

[Under the year?Isn't Cong Lie gathered under the age? 】

……

【Cong Lie prevents them from sitting together? ! ? !Is there something wrong with you? ! ? ! 】

……

I don't know why, but Yunji feels inexplicably sad and a little funny.

He turned off his mobile phone, and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the bed before falling asleep.

There is a light on the bed, it should be Cong Lie looking at his phone.

"Take your temperature before going to bed." Yunji reminded him aloud.

"Got it." Cong Lie's voice was full of anger for some reason, and it was a little nasal.

Yunji frowned, "What's wrong with your voice? Does your throat feel uncomfortable?"

There is likely to be a singing arrangement tomorrow. If Cong Lie's voice is broken, it will be a little troublesome.

"No, go to sleep." Cong Lie's tone was almost fierce, but also seemed a little absent-minded.

Yunji thought that he was conceiving some new work again, and he didn't want to disturb him by speaking, so he closed his mouth and eyes kindly, and pulled the quilt to sleep.

Cong Lie stared at the screen of his mobile phone, wishing he could drag out the netizens who fought fiercely with him along the Internet and question: Why is Liao Bingqiao better at taking care of others than he looks?

Originally, the back was like a fire, and the pain was almost numb.

But now a burst of anger rushed straight to his forehead, making him sweat all over.

After he finished arguing with the netizens, his super chat level rose three levels in a row.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Cong Lie felt a lot of sweat on his body, but his mind became clearer.

He took a brief shower in the glass room, and walked lightly to the sofa.

Yunji had fallen asleep.

But the sofa was narrow and soft. His brows were slightly frowned, and one hand was slightly resting on his waist. It seemed that he was not sleeping very comfortably.

In the evening, the appearance of Yunji talking about being tired came to Cong Lie's mind again, scratching his heart like ants crawling.

He bent down and carefully hugged Yunji.

Yunji subconsciously refused.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon." Cong Lie quickly walked to the bedside with him in his arms, and put him down carefully.

Cong Lie looked at Yunji, who was still leaning on his waist uncomfortably, and slowly rubbed his lower back with one hand, "Back pain?"

It was the same person who poured alcohol on his back just now without changing his face, and now he frowned in discomfort after sleeping on the sofa for an hour.

But when Cong Lie saw that he was uncomfortable, he felt panicked.

He held Yunji's soft waist, and his palm was as warm and cool as suet jade.

It's only been a day, but it seems like a long time.

Cong Lie carefully relaxed the muscles on Yunji's waist, and waited for the tension on his body to loosen before covering him with the quilt.

He lay down facing Yunji, and looked at Yunji's sleeping face by the moonlight.

Gathered eyelashes are long and curly, with a little childishness.

His mouth was slightly opened when he was relaxed, and the peak of his lips was raised up a little playfully, looking defenseless.

Cong Lie didn't understand why his eyes were always sore.

But he stared at Yunji for a long time and stubbornly.

Until an inexplicable warmth slipped from the corner of his eyes.

--

Yunji woke up early in the morning.

With pajamas and a fitted mattress, he slept comfortably.

It was the weight on his body that made him a little out of breath.

Yunji pushed the person next to him violently, "Where do you put your hands?!"

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感谢在2022-06-1120:54:03~2022-06-1211:18:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 of 103; Whale, Jiang Ting's baby, enthusiastic and kind-hearted Ms. Bai, Su Aniu xl, let's lose weight to 1 catties! , [-] white and fat bun;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阎王酒、漠北.、来嘛加更嘛~、北岛20瓶；子不语、红烧锦鲤15瓶；芋圆、杏喧、Narcism、butterfly、。、爱因斯坦不踢球、思衡10瓶；樨墀、月令5瓶；关雎、MelOdy夏゛慕木、温柔腻人3瓶；早呀打工人、susama2瓶；江夜年、壬癸、珍珠奶茶不要糖、A加加的白歌、免费星期八、神秘路人、xiaochou1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!