The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

Yunji hadn't seen Yun Shu for a while since the last time they broke up at home.

Fortunately, the last two phone calls he made were answered, but they were evasive.

"Are you talking about friends?" Yunji asked half-jokingly during the last phone call.

Yun Shu took the righteousness that is unique to young people when they lie, "It's almost the final exam, and I'm busy reviewing."

"All right, let's learn." Yunji knew that a half-grown kid like him disliked being restrained the most, so he didn't inquire further.

And he himself is very busy these days.

After Liao Bingqiao became popular, in addition to various capitals, there were also many small traffic who came to surrender.

The qualifications of these young people vary from good to bad, and Fu Qing can safely hand over the selection to him, but he still has to fight in person when dealing with capital.

After this battle, Hanhai was put on the right track by Yunji.

But just like a plane that has just set sail, Hanhai still has a long way to go before fully automatic flight, and more and more businesses need more management and more detailed division of labor.

Life is quite fulfilling, and Yunji has almost no idle time in the remaining June.

So much so that he didn't even remember the day of his birthday.

It was Fu Jiang who called him to his home for dinner, saying that he wanted him to chat with him.

Yunji was very busy that day, but he never made a special trip to apologize for causing trouble to Fu Jiang when celebrating his birthday last time.

It was rare for Fu Jiang to greet him once, so Yunji temporarily put off all his work and arrived at Fu Jiang's residence on time at noon.

"Yunyun, I'll be rude to you, and I cooked two dishes casually." Fu Jiang put the food on the table and asked Yunji, "Would you like a drink?"

Yunji thought that there is no one who does not drink while chatting, of course he must.

Although Yunji's complexion looked much better than before, Fu Jiang didn't dare to let him drink alcoholic beverages, so he got a bottle of Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon and poured him only a shallow bottom of the glass.

Fu Jiang cooks with carelessness, and the taste is a bit metaphysical.

Ginger oysters make it sweet, while papaya hams have a slightly bitter taste.

All in all not very tasty.

However, when Yunji was a child in Fu's house, Fu Jiang and Fu Qing were often fed fried steamed buns and boiled potatoes, which were between edible and inedible foods.

His taste is not too particular in Fu Jiang, he can be eaten without poison.

The two talked about Fu Qing for a while.

Fu Jiang praised how well he led the team, and now even his parents often praise Fu Qing at home for being promising and capable of doing something serious.

"That's because Fu Qing is willing to work hard. She used to be too lazy." Yunji smiled and drank the wine in the glass.

Seeing his drinking posture, Fu Jiang didn't comment, but poured him less.

"Do you know what your words remind me of?" Fu Jiang picked up a chopstick for him, "When you were young, your school held a parent-teacher meeting. Your father was busy, and my parents didn't care about Fu Qing. Just let me go directly to the meeting as the parents of you and Fu Qing."

This kind of thing happened many times, and Yunji also remembered, "Why did you bring this up?"

"At that time, I remember that the teacher mentioned you, that Yunji was the smartest student they had ever met for many years, and he knew everything about it, and when talking about Fu Qing, it was your sentence just now, 'It's not that you are not smart, but you are too lazy' . " Fu Jiang said, he was happy first.

Yunji was very embarrassed by his words, "Brother Fu, you called me home just to talk about these old things to embarrass me and Fu Qing."

"Then why?" Fu Jiang propped his elbows on the dining table, and pondered for a while, "Actually, I heard from Fu Qing that you are not in a good condition recently. Tell me, are you too tired?"

"Am I in a bad state?" Yunji subconsciously denied, "I've been feeling better recently, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"It's not about whether you are in good health or not." Fu Jiang frowned slightly, showing a bit of his elder brother's majesty, "Why did I hear Fu Qing say... Are you always in a daze when you have something to do?"

Yunji was still dishonest, and smiled at him with his lips pursed, "Why does Fu Qing come to you to make a report?"

Seeing that he refused to speak, Fu Jiang didn't force it, and drank some wine with him, then went to the kitchen to get him a bowl of noodles.

"Come on, you have to eat a bowl of longevity noodles on your birthday." Fu Jiang handed the bowl to Yunji, "I made the noodles myself."

Yunji took the bowl, picked a chopstick, and joked with Fu Jiang while eating, "Brother Fu, you can make noodles, and your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Fu Jiang waited for him to take a few mouthfuls, still looking at him patiently, "Yunyun, is it because of Cong Lie?"

This sentence was so endless, it took Yunji a few seconds to realize that Fu Jiang was asking him if it was because Cong Lie was in a bad mood.

"I don't have anything to do with him anymore. I'm just a colleague now. Brother Fu, don't think too much about it." Yunji buried his head and finished a bowl of noodles with a sigh.

"You really have grown up and are promising," Fu Jiang sighed, "It's really hard to tell the truth out of your mouth."

Yunji felt wronged, "This really has nothing to do with Cong Lie!"

After saying this, he realized that he had fallen into Fu Jiang's trap.

He denied that his poor condition was not because of Cong Lie, or he admitted in disguise that he was indeed in a bad condition.

Fortunately, Fu Jiang just took a deep look at him and didn't continue to ask the bottom line.

The two chatted some innocuous gossip again, and Yunji was finally able to get over the meal.

When he went out from Fu Jiang's house, there was a strong wind blowing outside, and it was already raining a little.

Fu Jiang was about to drive him off, but Yunji didn't let him, and called an online car-hailing car by himself.

It was rush hour, and the white Chevrolet arrived late.

Fu Jiang held an umbrella for him.

Yunji was a little nervous, afraid that he would ask himself again.

When the car arrived, Fu Jiang really spoke again, but he just told him, "Come home when you are not so busy, and we will drink white wine when you are better. We will give you all the good wines in the millennium. You keep it."

Yunji leaned on the artificial leather car seat, his eyes felt a little hot.

He knew what Fu Jiang's question meant, because he had also noticed it himself.

I don't know if it's because of the hot weather, but recently he often falls into a kind of emptiness.

Everything is going smooth.

The popularity of Liao Bingqiao's new album is only going up but not down. All streams are showing their talents in order to squeeze into the vast sea. The conditions for capital opening are getting better and better. Even Yunji's return to capital is just around the corner.

Although compared to his previous life, his progress has been slightly delayed.

But if the bonus factor of Cong Lie is taken away, Yunji knows that he has actually done better.

But he always felt powerless.

Just like that day in the alley of Fu's family, he occasionally couldn't figure out that he had succeeded in his struggle, and then what?

Then he regained the face of the Yun family, and then he returned to the top of the pyramid, and he could rewrite the lives of many people with just a simple raise of his hand.

and then?

It is probably a sequela of rebirth. Sometimes Yunji seems to be able to see his whole life, but in his heart, he feels a kind of boring and tired step by step.

He couldn't talk to Fu Jiang.

Because on the surface, everything is perfect for him now, and it is impossible for him to tell anyone that he has been reborn.

When he told Fu Jiang about this kind of problem, it just seemed that he was being hypocritical.

No one else can solve it for him.

And this kind of emotion is just a very occasional visit, and many times I forget it when I get busy.

He can only keep himself busy.

Fu Jiang's residence was close to the city center, and Yunji was stuck in traffic for more than an hour before returning to the company.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when he finished his work and returned home.

When Yunji entered the door, Zha Xiaoli was already asleep, but when he heard the movement, he still ran out of his den sleepily, rubbed against Yunji's calf, grunted twice, and "slapped" on the floor.

Afraid that the little chubby dog ​​would catch a cold, Yunji picked it up and put it back in the nest, and patted its little head.

"Why did you come back so late?" Cong Lie's voice was soft, "Did you have anything for dinner? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

During dinner, he called Yunji twice, but Yunji didn't answer.

"No, I ate at Brother Fu's house." Yunji replied politely and indifferently.

Cong Lie followed behind him, "Have you found a place to live? Do you have to move out?"

Yunji paused in his steps forward, "Well, I'll find time to move these few days, what's the matter with you?"

"I went to pick up a new car today. I want to ask you..." Cong Lie hesitated a little, "Can you not move? Recently, I will go to the company to record new songs. I will pick you up and drop you off every day. It should be better than yours. It is more convenient to live near the company.”

Yunji stopped, turned around and looked at him, "Cong Lie, I think you always misunderstand our relationship. The convenience for me is not only where I live or how to get to the company, it's about living with you. It's just inconvenient for me."

Cong Lie couldn't speak for a long time, and finally just blinked his eyes and asked him in a low voice: "Then what should you do with your meal?"

"That's my personal business." Yunji stretched his sore shoulders, and continued to walk towards the bedroom, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time, my health is much better, and it won't affect my work."

Cong Lie followed him step by step, "I'm not..."

"It's okay, Cong Lie, it's not important." Yunji felt extremely tired today.

He held the door of the bedroom, "You are doing very well, I have received all your concern and kindness, but I want to rest today."

When the door was closed face to face again, Cong Lie couldn't speak again.

He knew that the newly rented single house in Yunji had good lighting and convenient transportation. From the window, you could see tall plane trees and a beautiful garden in the yard.

But he just didn't give up, and spent a whole day picking out the latest Maybach.

He wanted to replace his Cherokee, which was already covered in dust.

Cong Lie also remembered what day it was, he knew that Yunji turned 27 for the second time today.

But he didn't dare to prepare gifts for Yunji, and he didn't even dare to give him a bouquet of flowers.

He stood at the door of Yunji's bedroom, listening to the faint sound of water washing in the bathroom, and whispered into the air.

"Happy birthday."

--

The program Cao Zhen contacted was called "Celebrity Talk", and he chose to open a live broadcast room on a video platform.

Yunji took Liao Bingqiao to take a taxi together, more than half an hour early, and found that Cong Lie and Cao Zhen were already waiting in the room.

The program group set up a living room-style recording studio.

A host sits on a separate sofa, facing four guests sitting on a couch.

They were facing the video of the live broadcast, on which they could directly see the feedback of the barrage and the number of people in the live broadcast room.

The time is set at 07:30 on Saturday night, which is the best time for students and office workers to surf the Internet.

But in fact, at the beginning of the live broadcast, there were only four-figure viewers in the live broadcast room, and only the bullet screens were displayed quickly.

【real or fake?Really invited Cong Lie and Liao Bingqiao at the same time Hey, my two husbands! 】

[Sisters in front, don't leave, I also thought how could such a small show invite so many big names! 】

[Gathering!gather!Wife look at me! !Brush your handjob——]

【No, I'm going to call my sister to see Huoshaoyun! 】

Today signed two newcomers, Yunji was in a good mood, and sat down between Liao Bingqiao and Cao Zhen after greeting the host.

The host was very kind, and he came up with a water glass and gave it to Yunji first, "Mr. Yun, the water is hot, and if it gets cold later, tell me."

Yunji smiled and said "thank you" to him.

In about 2 minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room doubled directly.

Among them, Yunji's name appeared the most.

【Yunji looks so pretty when he smiles. 】

【From today onwards, Yunji will be my wife, everyone present please be a witness! 】

[Shit!The bald donkey actually wanted to rob the pindao of his wife! 】

[Huoshaoyun Fantou report!If Yunji and Conglie sit together, I will give [-] aircraft carriers to the live broadcast room. 】

[Has Yunji lost weight again?Help, my beauty, why doesn't she grow flesh? 】

Cao Zhen is very generous, and he is also very experienced in speaking in front of the camera. He can be regarded as half a host, and he quickly heated up the atmosphere of the scene.

Yunji leaned on the sofa, drank water slowly, and listened to the host chatting with Liao Bingqiao.

The host in the middle also asked Cong Lie a few questions, such as the original intention of singing.

Cong Lie's answer was as short and indifferent as usual, even a little absent-minded.

"I don't have any original intentions, I just sang if I like singing."

"Yes, all songs have an object, and when I write it, I think of someone."

When he said these words, he just lowered his head, as if he just said it when someone asked him, without any intention of doing business for himself.

As soon as the topic comes to Cong Lie, it will sink to the bottom, but the audience just likes him.

Although it was like a black hole, as soon as Cong Lie opened his mouth, the gifts in the live broadcast room multiplied and multiplied, once completely blocking the entire screen.

Cong Lie only said a few words, and the barrage on the screen could no longer make out the individual content.

The right to ask questions returned to the host, and he randomly selected questions from the barrage from the backstage.

He showed the screenshots to the camera, and one of the bullet screens was framed, "This audience wants to ask Teacher Yunji about the most exciting moment in the show."

"The heart-pounding moment?" Yunji smiled, and subconsciously touched the bracelet on his wrist, "A lot, because I'm not in good health, and everyone took extra care of me on the show. I'm very grateful every time."

【My hubby Yun's voice... so gentle. 】

【Yunji is so cunning!Cong Lie was blurred into a background board in one go! 】

【quick!Cong Lie!Correct him quickly! 】

The host was very good at watching the wind direction of the barrage, and immediately turned to Cong Lie, "Is there anything Teacher Cong would like to add to Teacher Yun's statement?"

"He's right." Cong Lie looked up at the camera and smiled briefly.

【"He said he was a friend" "He said everything"】

【Grass, laughing like crying, baby...】

[Damn, why do I feel so abused. 】

[Please tell me, is this still the effect of the show?Why do I feel that my CP is going to lose it? 】

[I escaped to study at night to watch the live broadcast, please don't attack me! 】

[It's normal, "Holiday" is over, and it should have been untied. 】

[No, no, as long as my CP doesn't personally deny it, I can still knock! 】

The host made persistent efforts, "Although it's a pity that the program was interrupted later, we all feel that some of the clips are impressive. Netizens have drawn a lot of fan pictures for you, have you seen them?"

Yunji shook his head politely.

Some cartoons were shown on the screen in front of him. There was Cong Lie holding him across the bridge, Cong Lie doing push-ups with his back on his back, and Cong Lie riding a horse with his arms around him.

"The painting is very good," Yunji said with a peaceful and natural smile, "Thank you everyone."

"The program has only been aired for two episodes, and many viewers are still unsatisfied. I see that everyone in the barrage is asking a question that I am very concerned about." The host looked at the number of viewers in the upper right corner of the screen, which has exceeded [-] million, and continued to ask Yunji: "After that Will the two teachers have similar cooperation?"

Yunji thought for a while, and said in a soft but clear voice, "No. Because I should completely return to behind-the-scenes management in the future, and I will no longer participate in the recording of reality shows. All these opportunities to show in front of the stage are more important. Most of the land is left to Teacher Cong and Teacher Liao."

His words were too official and watertight, and the focus of the barrage soon returned to the appearance of Cong Lie and Yunji.

Just like what Yunji told Liao Bingqiao, even though Cao Zhen had repeatedly told him before the show not to bring up the old story of Yunji chasing Cong Lie, the host still couldn't help but go a little too far in order to increase the popularity.

"Mr. Yun, many audience friends in the barrage would like to take this opportunity to ask you, are you and Mr. Cong really together?"

The screen is almost empty, except for an occasional ear expression and a "shh, listen quietly."

Yunji blinked, and turned to look at Cong Lie for the first time today, with a faint smile on his lips, "What did Teacher Cong say?"

Cong Lie also looked back at him.

He specifically wanted to say that they were still together.

Or he wanted to ask Yunji for a chance in public.

But he dared not.

He cleared his throat slightly, "I hope fans and friends can pay more attention to the works and respect our privacy."

A compromise is also a fluke.

【what does this mean?Is it the default? Is it the default? 】

[Why do I think the more vague the more suspicious? 】

[Please give me an accurate word!If I untie it, I won't chase it! 】

[Could it be that the Frozen Cloud Banner is going to be raised again? 】

[If CP is the script, will Yunji's wife give me a chance? 】

[They just said they couldn't talk about it, and they didn't say they weren't together! 】

"We're not together." Yunji straightened his suit jacket a little, "I think it's not good for everyone to misunderstand. Because now Cong Lie and I are very pure colleagues, and the same frame is all out of work needs. .”

He smiled at the camera, "In addition, as Mr. Cong said, give us a little private space and pay more attention to the works, thank you everyone."

Another blank screen.

Then came a new round of explosions.

【Yunji means they are separated, right? 】

[Wow, I feel like I'm more confused, what should I do? 】

[Wuuuuuuu My heart is broken along with my CP. 】

[Why is Yunji like this?Isn't Cong Lie's food delicious in the show?White lotus not white lotus? 】

[? ?Is that what Yunji requested?Isn't that the program arrangement / Cong Lie volunteered? 】

[Why does it feel like Yunji throws it away after rubbing Cong Lie's heat?Sure enough, there are means. 】

[Is there something wrong with you?That program was started by Yunji first, and Cong Lie was added later. Need I remind you? 】

[Collect the stars rationally, for the sake of Cong Lie, black clouds will only recruit Cong Lie, thank you. 】

[Yeah, Yunji is very low-key on the show, don't mess around? 】

【And in fact, Yunji is an amateur, why should he explain to the audience when he is in love?Didn't you laugh at him for chasing Cong Lie before? 】

[+1. I also feel that the audience is not qualified to control who Jia Yunji falls in love with. He is obviously on the show to lead Liao Bingqiao. There is no need to watch a variety show with such real feelings. 】

[I understand the truth, but my heart hurts...]

[I don't believe it, I don't believe it!It must be an underground romance!Cong Lie is a public figure, so he can't make it public, right? 】

[Cong Lie!cub!Give us a look!Do you still have a play? 】

[Cong Lie, say something! 】

Cong Lie didn't know how he walked out of the studio.

It seemed that by the time he noticed what he was doing, he was already holding a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Zha Xiaoli was wagging his tail at his feet.

Cong Lie stared at the wine bottle in his hand for a while, and finally put the bottle heavily on the coffee table, got up and knocked on the door of Yunji's room.

If he didn't say anything else, Yunji would move out.

The door opened quickly, but only a crack, and a ray of warm light poured out.

"What's the matter?" Yunji always started with a sentence like this.

The voice was unhurried and gentle at first, but Cong Lie didn't dare to listen carefully.

He swallowed slightly. "Can we talk?"

"What do you want to say?" Yunji opened the door slightly and looked at him frankly. "Just say it here."

As said in the barrage, he seems to have lost weight again.

In the light, it looks like a straight but thin wick, which seems to be burning quietly.

His side face was cast with a layer of shadow by the light, showing a very thin beauty.

Cong Lie originally just wanted to explain to him that he didn't perform well on the show today because there were too many things on his mind and he didn't take it lightly.

But when he looked at Yunji's side face, the alcohol washed away what he originally wanted to say.

Without Cong Lie's permission, he spoke without Cong Lie's permission, "Yunji, you said many times that you don't want to take it back, but I... can really do better."

With the light behind Yunji, his voice was so calm that it was almost hollow, "What can be done better?"

Cong Lie couldn't help pressing his chest, "Can we try again? I can change anything."

"Change?" Yunji's voice was very low, as if smiling, "What do you want to change?"

"The roses you like, the things you like to eat, the festivals you want to spend together, I can give you anything you want." A sentence came out of his mouth, Cong Lie Feeling hot in the eye sockets, "I don't need you to promise me anything, I just want to have a chance to fight for it."

"Cong Lie, you are drunk, go to bed early." Yunji replied to him lightly, and was about to close the door.

"No." Cong Lie blocked the door with his hand, "Yunji, Yunji."

Yunji lowered his head and sighed softly, "But who gave me a chance?"

He raised his hand to brush Cong Lie's, and the string of emerald beads suddenly broke and rolled to the ground with crackling noises.

Cong Lie subconsciously went to pick it up, and suddenly found that Yunji's hand suddenly seemed to be burned by an invisible fire, and the flesh and blood gradually charred and peeled off.

At that moment, Cong Lie felt as if his heart had been ripped out.

"Yunji, Yunji!" Cong Lie couldn't help shaking that hand, but he didn't know where to start.

Yunji was still in that unhurried manner.

He quietly looked at his scorched fingers, thoughtful, "It's nothing. Even if I die badly, even if my body is smashed to pieces, even if I only have one foot left, it's good, I still have to give you a chance." ,Yeah?"

Cong Lie was so anxious that all his internal organs burned, and he rushed forward desperately to extinguish the invisible fire on Yunji's body.

But he woke up in a sense of weightlessness.

living room.

sofa.

Charlie the snoring.

Cong Lie was drenched all over, and the cold sweat was still sliding down his back.

Except for his eye sockets, his body seemed to be completely soaked in ice.

It was not the first time he had such a dream.

Only this time it was extra real.

The dream and reality became extremely confused in an instant, making him unable to tell which one was real for a while.

It seems that this summer is just a dream, as long as he turns on the light, he can see the black and white photos gathered again.

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. In the end, Cong Lie almost jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the closed door desperately, and kept beating hard.

The door opened quickly.

There was a crack.

Warm yellow light.

"What's the matter?" Such a gentle voice was like a thunderbolt in Cong Lie's ears.

The sweat kept slipping from the back of Cong Lie's neck, making his heart drop again and again.

It was just a dream.

It was just a dream.

he kept telling himself.

He tried his best to maintain the last sliver of sanity, clenched and loosened his fingers, "Can we talk?"

Yunji opened the door a little more, "Just talk here."

His cold tone and silhouette made Cong Lie's heart beat faster and faster.

He always felt as if Yunji was going to burn in front of his face in just ten seconds.

He felt trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

And Yunji was about to close the door.

He will never come back.

Cong Lie pushed the door open almost roughly, and hugged Yunji into his arms.

That body is thin and thin, with a faint scent of milk frankincense, which is hardly warm.

When being hugged by him, Yunji didn't even struggle, but asked very peacefully, "Are you drunk?"

Cong Lie had never felt such pain in his life, and he was really afraid that Yunji would continue talking.

Why don't the nightmares stop.

It seems that in the next second he will lose the [-]th traversal.

As soon as this idea came up, Yunji said lightly, "You should go to rest early."

"I was wrong, Yunji, I was wrong!" Cong Lie almost completely collapsed at that moment.

He was eager to push what happened in front of him away from the terrible replay-like track, trying to overwhelm Yunji with his voice, "I will treat you well, I swear I will treat you well in my life!"

"I was wrong, Yunji..." His voice was almost choked up, "I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have said that to you, I shouldn't have said 'possession is not love', I shouldn't have stayed home on purpose, I shouldn't have called you while you were driving, I shouldn't have been ignoring and avoiding! I am selfish, cowardly, and do not face it, but I will change it. Now stop talking, stop talking..."

Gradually, he felt the indifferent body in his arms gradually straighten.

Yunji was pushing him.

Cong Lie didn't dare to let go.

I dare not let go.

But the clouds are still there.

Time passed by second by second, and everything in the room was quiet except for Cong Lie's heavy breathing.

The mass of flesh and blood in his chest was beating like a drum, as if it was going to ruthlessly pierce his chest in the next second.

Almost exerting all his strength to restrain himself, Cong Lie let go of Yunji.

He just held on to the back that was so thin that it seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, and silently clenched his teeth.

That still gentle voice was like the most ruthless judgment.

"You know it all, don't you?"

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感谢在2022-06-2917:06:02~2022-07-0116:15:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: I like one of the big beauties;

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