The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"I work here." Cong Lie put two oversized suitcases to the door of Yunji's house, and took out the keys from his pocket, "I'm not going anywhere."

Yunji saw that his movements were so sharp that he didn't look like someone who just had a broken bone the day before, so he couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "Do you have to force me to move?"

He didn't communicate with Cong Lie on the road, but when he got downstairs, Cong Lie followed him directly.

"You are not allowed to leave either." Cong Lie put on his slippers, opened the windows of the house for ventilation, and opened the water and electricity gates.

It can be said that Yunji had absolutely nothing to say last night.

At that time, Cong Lie didn't express any opinions, and covered his head as if he had fallen asleep.

A person as proud as Cong Lie was stabbed in the heart one by one, Yunji thought that the relationship between the two was completely over.

He is really not good at dealing with emotional relationships, and he doesn't know what else to say if he is ruthless.

But Cong Lie, like a normal person, picked out all the clothes that needed to be changed in Yunji's suitcase.

"June is coming soon," Cong Lie said from the bathroom, "I just need to make sure you don't have any problems before the concert. I won't interfere with you otherwise."

His voice is caught in the light sound of the washing machine, very brisk.

Yunji had a headache, but he was too lazy to talk.

Since they don't interfere with each other, Cong Lie'ai can be there wherever he is, and he will treat him as if he doesn't exist.

The week after I returned from Ganshi was very busy, mainly because I had to deal with the aftermath of the accident in "Holiday".

First, the program group publicly issued a statement saying that due to copyright issues, the follow-up program will be delayed indefinitely.

Because the wording was too vague and unconvincing, it caused a lot of scolding on the Internet, questioning how the program group worked behind the scenes, and half of the recording was suspended due to copyright.

The official blog of the program group was scolded to the point of opening a selection of comments, but still couldn't hold back the beautiful and heroic blood greetings in the forwarding area.

Within two days, paparazzi broke the news about Cong Lieyunji's injury, and it immediately occupied half of the Weibo trending searches.

The blogger said that he saw Yunji with bandages on his hands in the local hospital, and there was a chapter of Cong Lie's airport photo.

At that time, he had just rushed over from the hospital, and Cong Lie's left arm was still wrapped around his chest to fix his ribs, although it was removed by himself before he even got off the plane.

Reviews quickly skyrocketed to six figures.

[The program team's Nima exploded!It's shameless to not protect the artist well and lie! 】

[What happened to Yunji?Why do you have a Band-Aid on your face?Does it matter? 】

【What happened to Yunji Conglie?It's a ball, can you give me an accurate word to make people feel at ease? 】

[Cong Lie should be fine if he is tall and burly, can anyone see Yunji, woo woo woo, I'm so worried...]

[Is there something wrong upstairs?What does it mean to be tall and big?Is it all right with the straps on? 】

[Don't make noise, don't make noise, idiots are still idiots from the show crew, let's stop fighting ourselves, shall we? 】

During the period, the program team has been negotiating with Yunji on the issue of compensation for the accident. The general idea is that since Yunji and Conglie were not seriously injured, it was Yu Sui Qing who blamed him. They say something.

Yunji can still vividly remember the director's every move in the police station.

He murmured into the phone, "Oh, so you don't want to be responsible for the fact that Cong Lie and I were injured on the show, and you want me to excuse you?"

On the other end of the phone was Project Li, who was in charge of contacting him from the very beginning, and his voice was panting, "Mr. Yun, hasn't Bingqiao been popular because of this show? The one who killed you is Yu Suiqing, and it really has nothing to do with us." Ah...and Mr. Cong, to put it bluntly, you can’t blame our team for riding horses without authorization, can you?”

Yunji spoke unhurriedly, "Then you are looking for the wrong person. You shouldn't be begging me, you should be begging Yu Sui Qing to disclose what you did and apologize, then no one will pay attention to you."

"No... Yu Suiqing is about to be abandoned by Wangcai now! He's still in prison, and he can't even be fished out. Where can I find him to make a public statement!" Li Jihua became more and more anxious as he spoke. I'm about to cry.

In Yunji's hand was Cong Lie's orthopedic examination report, his eyes were cold, "That's your problem, I have no obligation to help you solve it."

"Mr. Yun, stay on the front line, so we can meet each other in the future." Li Xiang's voice became more and more annoyed, "I know your momentum is getting higher and higher, but aren't you also in this circle? For a while, why do you have to kill them all!"

"Then just wait for a while." Yunji hung up the phone directly.

The more people in the black program group, the higher the broadcast volume of "Holiday", and the popularity of several guests also increased accordingly.

Especially when Liao Bingqiao is a newcomer, Fu Qing is so happy that Fu Qing can't hold her tongue from ear to ear.

While making plans for her new album, she brushed the data on Weibo and had a good time at Yunji, "God's fortune teller, I'm Yunyun, this cowardly program group really managed to bite out Yu Suiqing in a different way! "

She handed the phone to Yunji.

There was an "insider broke the news" on Weibo, saying that a guest of "Holiday" was criminally detained for hurting people, and the pictures included not only the recent photos of Yunji, Cong Lie and Liao Bingqiao, but also the friends Cao Zhen shared this morning Group photo for dinner.

Sui Qing was alone.

Sometimes it really only takes a sentence or two to turn around the Internet.

Before lunch time, Wangcai's official blog was rushed to close comments, and Yu Suiqing's personal homepage was first emptied and then logged out, and soon there was no such person.

Fu Qing was very happy, "It's so satisfying, Yunyun! This is much more traffic than directly participating in the show!"

After reading Weibo, she lightly touched Yunji's leg, "How's Yun Shu doing? Have you gone crazy?"

Yunji raised his hand and covered his eyes, "Stop mentioning it soon."

Originally, on the day he and Cong Lie came back from Ganshi, Yunji knew that this matter would not be easy, so he called Yun Shu and asked him to send Cha Xiaoli back after the house was cleaned up.

At that time, the wound on Yunji's face was covered with some foundation, and he was wearing long-sleeved pajamas, so nothing could be seen on his body.

Yun Shu was very happy when he came, and jumped on Yunji together with Zha Xiaoli and a dog.

Cong Lie even cooked that day, and Yun Shu was so happy that he didn't hold grudges against him, so he quickly planed two bowls of rice.

After eating, Yun Shu leaned on the sofa and flicked her phone, waiting for the afternoon to go straight to class.

Yunji can't be idle at home, he is making an appointment for Liao Bingqiao's album cover.

When Yun Shu came over to talk to him, there was nothing unusual, "Brother, did you put a Band-Aid on your face?"

At that time, Yunji didn't even know that the photos of himself in the hospital had just been uploaded to Netflix, and his mind was still on the seal, so he casually said, "Scratch the skin."

Then his hand was caught by Yun Shu, and the sleeves of his pajamas were rolled up.

Yunji didn't know why, "Why are you? What kind of crazy are you doing?"

Yun Shu didn't answer, but knelt on the ground and rolled up his trouser legs.

Looking at the bruise on Yunji's ankle, he was very calm, "Did you do it on the show?"

At that time, Yunji knew that something was wrong.

At first he was worried that Cong Lie would go crazy about this matter, but Cong Lie seemed to have smashed his head and was only thinking about the concert, but Yun Shu was out of order.

At that time, Yun Shu didn't care that Cong Lie was in the kitchen, "Did Cong Lie do it?"

Yunji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No..."

"Who is that? Give me a name." Yun Shu's face was as cold as a child's, which even made Yunji feel a little strange.

Yunji was really afraid that this second-year-old child would go out and cause trouble, so he rubbed his hair, "It's all over now, it's just a fall."

Yunji had never seen Yun Shu make such a big fuss.

Cong Lie came out of the kitchen when he heard him and Yunji yelling.

In a few words, the two of them had already started, and Zha Xiaoli was so frightened that he hid under the sofa and dared not come out.

"My brother is injured like that! Did he do it!"

"not me."

"You said you took care of him, that's how his mother took care of him!! Cong Lie, you..."

Cong Lie was a head taller than Yun Shu, and his size was not in the same order of magnitude as he was. He could block his fist with just raising his hand.

Yun Shu flaunted his teeth and claws with no tricks, but he put on a desperate posture, exhausting all his punches and kicks, as if he wanted to kill Cong Lie immediately.

In fact, Yun Shu couldn't get anything cheap, and Cong Lie was injured. Yunji was afraid that the concert would cause trouble, so he stood in front of him and stopped Yun Shu, "Calm down, I'm really fine. And this matter has nothing to do with Cong Lie." It's okay, if you two want to pinch, don't pinch over this matter."

Yun Shu's hair was bristling, and the focus of her anger changed again, "You protect him! Yunji, you don't protect me, you protect him!"

Childish, the eye circles are red in an instant.

Yunji was going to have nothing to do with him, so he could only coax him in a low voice, "Yun Shu, I'm not protecting anyone, I'm just stating the facts, don't be angry, huh? I didn't get hurt, and the matter is over. "

"I can't get through this!" Yun Shu rolled up his sleeves, feeling completely out of control, "When I find out who it is, I will definitely kill that dog. Fuck, shit!"

"Yun Shu, don't swear." Before Yunji finished speaking, Yun Shu slammed the door and went out.

Later, no matter how Yunji called him, the voice was always busy.

He even went back to Yun's house for the first time ever.

Yun Shu wasn't there, but Yun Shichu was, so he didn't go in.

Fu Qing looked at him with a bit of teasing, "Adolescent rebellion, Yun Shu is still a child. But let me tell you, his brother-controlling spirit has been obvious since he was a child. I remember that one year your father punished you in the snow. Kneeling inside, did he insist on kneeling with you and had a fight with your dad? Was he ten years old at that time?"

"I'm in my twenties now, and I'm still a child." Yunji raised his forehead, "When will I grow up?"

Fu Qing lowered her head and smiled for a while, thoughtfully, "To be honest, Yunji, I think the progress of this matter is a bit too fast to say that the program group is self-defeating. It's only been a week, and I feel prosperous." Everyone is already fighting the fire. Why do I feel like I’m pushing behind?”

In fact, Yunji also felt it, but he didn't figure out who this pushing hand belonged to, so he couldn't speculate wildly.

"Could it be Uncle Yun?" Fu Qing leaned on her chin, "Yun Shu told him?"

"My old man? Settle the bill for me?" Yunji shook his head and smiled, "Now Hanhai is going up against the wind, it is considered compassionate for him not to come up and step on my feet to increase the resistance."

"Then who else is there? Even if it's a hot search, I haven't seen melons that ferment so quickly and ripen..." Fu Qing frowned, "Is there such a big power in Cao Zhen's side?"

Yunji shook his head again, "Cao Zhen is still looking for a way to come back, and has no time to mix this up."

"Then only..." Fu Qing lowered her voice, "The one in your family."

"Cong Lie?" Yunji frowned at her address, "He never asked about this matter from the beginning to the end, and he didn't care about anything other than his job at all. There will be a concert soon, how can he care about these things?" A trivial matter?"

Fu Qing shrugged, "If you say yes...it's not your dad or other guests on the show, so who else has a stake in this matter?"

Seeing that Yunji really didn't want to continue discussing this issue, Fu Qing started another topic, "Do you know who is coming to make a wax figure for Cong Lie tomorrow?"

This is the content of Cong Lie's work, and Yunji has a little impression, "Ji Chunshi? You are quite a famous sculptor, what's wrong?"

"You don't remember him?" Fu Qing smiled slyly, "Yunyun, sometimes you are really unfeeling."

Yunji didn't understand the meaning of Fu Qing's words at the time, and didn't bother to think about it.

But the next day, he went to the studio with Cong Lie, saw the young man wearing a beret, and remembered a memory from his student days.

Although he has never been in a serious relationship, Yunji was chased by many people when he was in school.

Most of the time he politely declined and the matter was over.

Occasionally, there would be one or two entanglements for two days who were not easily given up, but Yunji never responded, and they always calmed down.

But Ji Chunshi is an exception.

At that time, the Calligraphy Association where Yunji worked was next to the Art Club. From a certain day on, he could always find one or two small watercolor portraits or ink characters in his copybooks, signed with a single branch of peach blossom.

At first Yunji thought that someone had misplaced the painting, but after inquiring about it, Ji Chunshi from the club next door came to deliver it every day.

Yunji looks romantic, but it can be said that he really doesn't know anything about love.

When he collected a stack of paintings and returned them to Ji Chun, he thought he handled them cleverly so as not to hurt others' face, "I left your things at my place."

At that time, Ji Chunshi was pale and silent, and took the painting away.

When it was time for the graduation ceremony, Yunji received a thick document bag.

One by one in it were all the paintings Ji Chunshi had drawn for him. At that time, he inquired about it again and wanted to at least say thank you to him.

As a result, Ji Chunshi had already left for Florence at that time, and completely cut off contact with China.

When he saw him and Cong Lie, Ji Chunshi strode up to give Yunji a hug, "Old classmate! Long time no see."

Yunji could vaguely recognize the shy boy from his hearty smile.

When Ji Chunshi turned to Cong Lie, he was taken aback by his gloomy expression, "What's the matter, Mr. Cong? It won't be too hard today, it will be over soon."

Cong Lie said with a cold face, "Then hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Maybe it was because he was so happy to reunite with his old classmates. Ji Chunshi changed his introvertedness in high school, and was sticking clay on Cong Lie's hands, and his mouth was not idle. It looks so hard. And that trending search... have you both recovered?"

Yunji was staring carefully at several assistants who were casting the brackets on Cong Lie's hands, and said softly: "He has injuries, teachers, please be gentle."

The concert is coming soon, he can't let Cong Lie get sidetracked at this time.

It was only later that I remembered to answer Ji Chunshi: "Well, I don't have any problems. Well, many of the programs are actually hype."

Ji Chunshi laughed loudly: "Is the CP of the two of you also a hype? My colleague and I even bet a hundred euros on this."

Yunji smiled: "Which side are you betting on?"

"I must bet there is a script..." Ji Chunshi looked at Cong Lie's arm left and right, "The muscle lines are perfect, and this is the most beautiful forearm skeleton I have ever seen."

Cong Lie glanced at him, then turned away in silence.

"Where's your colleague?" Yunji took the call for Cong Lie.

Seeing that they were going well, he took a cup of coffee from the studio assistant.

"The seven of them all say that you are real." Ji Chunshi winked at him, "Participant, can you give me a chance to pursue the truth?"

"Then I won seven hundred euros for you." Yunji shrugged, picked up the coffee and was about to drink it.

Before Ji Chunshi could utter a cheer, it turned into an exclamation: "Mr. Cong, please don't move the clay before it is set."

Cong Lie didn't care about his tricks at all, and directly took the cup in Yunji's hand with his hands still stuck to the dirt, turned around and asked his assistant, "Do you have warm water or hot milk? He can't drink coffee."

"Cong Lie?" Yunji made a puzzled expression, "Why can't I drink coffee?"

"The doctor told you not to smoke, drink, cold, cold, and coffee." Cong Lie's voice still maintained the inexplicable briskness from when he just returned home from Ganshi, "I'm ensuring that my work goes smoothly, and I don't allow you Get ill."

"You put your hand directly out of the clay, how can someone give you a hand model?" Yunji didn't understand the importance of coffee and milk at this moment, "Instead of worrying about what you have, it's better to cooperate with others' work ?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Ji Chunshi smiled and smoothed things over, "It's not troublesome, the main thing is that we have to wait for the clay to be shaped before it can be removed. The waiting time in the middle is very boring, so we just chat casually. If Teacher Cong minds, let's be quiet .”

In fact, after returning from Ganshi, Yunji and Cong Lie had very few positive conversations.

Every day we meet each other at mealtimes. Cong Lie has been leaving early and returning late for the concert, and is also working on organizing a new album. Yunji also has a lot of things to do with Liao Bingqiao.

It was only after the studio became quiet that Yunji noticed that Cong Lie seemed to have lost weight.

It's not that he has become haggard, but that his brows and eyes are obviously more sharp and cold, and he seems to be a little more mature.

It should be more photogenic during the concert.

The staff brought Yunji a cup of hot milk, and the rest of the process went smoothly.

When it was over, Ji Chunshi rubbed his hands together, "Yun, it's so rare to see each other, shall we have dinner together tonight?"

When old classmates met, there was no arrangement behind Yunji, and he didn't want to save face, "Okay, no problem."

"Just take it as a thank you for the seven hundred euros you won for me. You can choose the place." Ji Chunshi smiled brightly, "It's been seven or eight years, right? I just returned to Jingzhou for the first time last week. I don't know what's fashionable here. Totally insensitive."

The work at Cong Lie's side was over, and Yunji didn't care about his expression, he called Liang Chaochao to pick him up, and followed Ji Chunshi to a nearby Cantonese restaurant.

This restaurant was frequented by Yunji a year or two ago, and the tea, snacks and char siu are all outstanding.

It's just that when he came out of Yun's house, his affairs got messed up, and he didn't have much leisure to go out to eat out.

Ji Chunshi rubbed his hands happily, "You know what's delicious better than me, so just order what you like."

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Yunji smiled and ordered a few signs, and ordered two cups of fresh soup.

Ji Chunshi chatted with him about the past in high school for a while, and then asked about Yun Shu and Fu Qing's situation, feeling very emotional: "Time flies so fast, we were so green back then."

Just when the mango foie gras was served, Yunji gave way to him, "Use your chopsticks, it will be very frustrating to deal with Cong Lie today."

"Mr. Haha Cong really lives up to his reputation." Ji Chunshi smiled, sandwiching a piece of foie gras, very surprised, "It's really good, with a unique flavor."

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Yunji, "I may be presumptuous, but you two... are you really okay?"

Yunji didn't blame him for asking.

After all, he was the one who put the airship on the hot search for Cong Lie before, and then the two of them went to the variety show together to bundle CP. It is estimated that anyone who has surfed the Internet will not miss seeing it.

"It's really nothing." Yunji picked up a shrimp dumpling, and couldn't help frowning after taking a bite.

"What's wrong?" Ji Chunshi couldn't help but asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with this taste?"

As he said that, he also picked up a piece and took a bite, chewing carefully, "It's delicious."

Yunji's brows and eyes relaxed, and he ate the remaining half, "No problem, it's quite delicious."

I don't know if it's because he hasn't been here for a long time. He thinks that the shrimp in this dumpling is fresh, but the heat is too old, and the taste and soup are lost. It tastes very ordinary.

It's not as good as the three delicacies dumplings cooked by Cong Lie at home.

Afterwards, the dishes were served one after another, and Yunji ate one by one.

The taste is still the same as a year ago, but it tastes like no matter how you eat it or not deal with it, it tastes like chewing wax.

Ji Chunshi saw that Yunji's appetite was not good, so he asked him after chatting for a while, "Do you have anything else you want to eat? How about we go out and buy some snacks or something?"

Yunji shook his head with a smile, "No, I'm quite full. I was so busy eating, I didn't talk much. How have you been doing in the past two years?"

In fact, he is also polite, if he can make a wax figure for Cong Lie, he must be the champion in this domestic industry.

Ji Chunshi waved his hands modestly, "Take your hobbies as your work, and you will be satisfied if you can make a living. When you are free, come to my studio and I will make you a wax figure. It must be more detailed than Cong Lie's."

Yunji couldn't help laughing again, "What do I want a wax figure for? Should I keep it at home? But, I do want to visit your studio sometime."

"Oh?" Ji Chunshi was very happy, "Yun, you are so flattering?"

Yunji said gently but clearly: "You left a lot of paintings with me when you left the country early back then. I've been observing them for years, and it's time to return them to their original owners."

Ji Chunshi raised his head and laughed loudly, "Yun, after so many years, why are you still... so unfeeling? Except Cong Lie, is no one in your eyes?"

"The old classmate is just kidding me. Cong Lie and I have nothing to do with it." Yunji smiled lightly and calmly.

"Success, I understand." Ji Chunshi was very happy, "I was ignorant when I was a child, and I only learned how to restrain and respect feelings when I grow up. It's a pity that I understood it too late, and I wasted the opportunity with you."

Hearing what he said, Yunji just shook his head, "It's not your problem, the main thing is that I have a lot of things to do right now, and I don't have the energy to do too many emotional considerations in a short time."

"We're all grown-ups, and we all understand. There will be a long way to go." Ji Chunshi's tentative point came to an end, and he asked Yunji generously: "I won't talk about it today, relax. There is a buddy who went back to China with me. The China World Trade Center is holding an art exhibition, how about we go for a stroll together?"

In fact, Yunji was already a little tired, but it was rare to see an old classmate, and he had just declined earlier, so it was not easy to brush off his face to the end.

After a little hesitation, he nodded, "Okay."

After paying the bill, just as the waiter put on his coat for him, Yunji's cell phone rang.

Seeing the caller's name, Yunji didn't intend to answer it, and put the phone in his pocket directly.

As a result, I was not discouraged by that call and kept calling again and again.

Yunji answered the phone in the taxi, his voice was a little angry, "What are you doing? Is it also working time?"

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, and it was only by listening carefully that a little uneven breathing could be discerned.

Yunji couldn't help frowning, "Cong Lie?"

It took a long time for the other side to speak, with a nasal voice, stubborn and cold, "... When are you coming back? Cha Xiaoli seems to be sick."

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