But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

He couldn't stand Ji Pingyu not liking his world.

When he went hiking in the afternoon, Ji Pingyu specially sprayed toilet water on his body.

The refreshing floral fragrance was mixed with the mint smell from the shower he just took. Liang Buyuan couldn't help it. Before he put on the earrings, he first pinched Ji Pingyu's earlobe.

Ji Pingyu didn't notice someone's many hands and feet, and was pinched unexpectedly, almost half of his body went limp.

He looked sideways at Liang Buyuan, before saying anything, Liang Buyuan kissed her.

But probably because he was afraid that the scene would get out of control again, so he just kissed Ji Pingyu lightly and hugged Ji Pingyu.

But even so, Ji Pingyu, who was still affected by him, raised his hands helplessly.

He twirled the small earring in his hand, looking at Liang Buyu, who was hanging his head on his shoulder.

Liang Buyuan was just touching his left shoulder, making Ji Pingyu slightly stiff.

"Ji Pingyu."

Liang Buyuan called him in a low voice, and Ji Pingyu's nerves tensed up, and Liang Buyuan said with a light smile, "You smell so good."

Ji Pingyu: "..."

Although I know that Liang Buyuan is talking about the smell of toilet water, why are these words so strange?

He raised his hand, caught Liang Buyuan's chin, and made people look up at him: "Speak well."

Liang didn't complain and lowered his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Qin Ji Pingyu's tiger's mouth: "I don't want to let you go."

Ji Pingyu paused, put down his earrings, picked up the toilet water on the side, and sprayed it on the back of his neck that didn't complain about the cold.

The taste of being too cold Nan//Feng let Liang Buyuan hiss softly, raised his eyes and met Shang Ji with a smile that was not a smile.

Ji Pingyu said, "Are you awake?"

Liang Buyuan let go of him, touched the water mist on the back of his neck: "Yes."

Only then did Ji Pingyu poke the earrings in the mirror again.

While wearing it, he casually added: "I didn't let you loose."

whatever that means.

So Liang Buyuan hugged Ji Pingyu from behind Ji Pingyu again.

The air conditioner in the house was a bit cold, but the embrace of Liangbu complained was very warm.

Ji Pingyu looked in the mirror at Liang Buyuan who put his head on his shoulder, and was in a daze for a moment.

in fact……

In the past, Liangbuyuan was also clingy like this.

It's just that Liang Buyuan in the past couldn't speak or show it, but just stuck to him and stared at him silently.

Even at the beginning, Yang Po and the others thought he was looking for trouble for him. After all, Liang Buyuan was too gloomy when he was young, and his whole body was like a thorn growing against the sun, with poisonous thorns and coldness.

Ji Pingyu still remembered that when their homeroom teacher found out that he was getting close to Liang Buyuan, he even went out of his way to talk to him a few times.

It's not that I want him to stay away from Liang Buyuan, but I just hope that he will take care of Liang Buyuan, and I also hope that he can help her pay more attention to Liang Buyuan's psychological state.

People are much happier now than before.

Probably because I have grown up, I have the ability and ability, and I have lost too many youthful worries.

I will no longer feel sorry for myself for my weakness.

Climbing a mountain is actually quite exhausting, but Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan's physical strength is not bad.

And the mountain is not high.

When they climbed to the top of the mountain, it happened to be dinner time.

This side can also be regarded as a tourist attraction, and there is an earthen restaurant on the top of the mountain.

As long as the ingredients are fresh, Ji Pingyu doesn't pick them.

So they had dinner at the local restaurant.

Today is a working day, and it is the off-season for tourism, and they are the only tourists on the top of the mountain—besides, most people come to watch the sunrise.

So Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan didn't wear masks.

Some of the older lady bosses didn't recognize them, so they only entertained them warmly and asked them in Mandarin with a local accent: "Why are you here to climb the mountain at this time, pretty boy?"

"Work is more free."

Ji Pingyu is the kind of person who can chat with anyone: "I chose to come here during the off-season of tourism. It won't be crowded, so it's more comfortable."

The proprietress: "That's true."

She looked at the two of them curiously again: "Are you working now? I think you still look like eighteen or nineteen-year-old college students."

Ji Pingyu smiled: "It's early work."

The proprietress: "Alright, a smart child will be in charge of the house early."

They chatted for a while, and the not-so-good stereo in the restaurant played the song of Liangbuyuan. When he heard the prelude, Ji Pingyu raised his eyes.

The proprietress said again: "This song is what my daughter likes to listen to, so I like to play it."

Ji Pingyu bent his eyes, and hooked Liang Buyuan's fingers by covering them up, and Liang Buyuan grabbed them again.

He chuckled, and no longer had that polite and unfamiliar look: "I like it too."

Liang Buyuan's hand tightened unconsciously.

Only two fingers of Ji Pingyu were held in his hands, and the remaining fingers were hanging down.

The sunset over the sea from the mountain is also beautiful.

Ji Pingyu had a great time taking photos. On the return journey, he saw the boss and his wife sitting on the green stone steps and talking together. After asking their opinions, he also took a photo of them.

The boss was a bit awkward, but the lady boss liked it very much. Looking at the photos frozen in Ji Pingyu's camera, tears welled up in her slightly cloudy eyes: "There are not many photos of me and him."

The boss muttered: "I'm so grown up, and I still take pictures like a young man..."

That being said, when the boss took them to the cable car, the boss still hesitated and called out to Ji Pingyu: "Liangzi, can you send me that photo? I don't want it, but I think she likes it."

Ji Pingyu chuckled, "Okay."

He said, "I'll wash it when I get home and send it to you."

The boss hurriedly said thank you.

In order to express his gratitude, he also specially stuffed them with a box of chicken biscuits, saying that they would eat them while watching the scenery on the cable car.

Although it was nearly dark at this point, there was no scenery to see.

Ji Pingyu did not refuse.

He knew that if he refused, the boss would feel a little sorry.

The cable car didn't go down the mountain in a straight line, but went down slowly in a circle. Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan sat huddled together. There was no air conditioner in the car, but fortunately, the night wind was cool enough after the windows were lowered.

Ji Pingyu rested his head on his shoulder and yawned with half-closed eyes.

He wanted to sleep, but couldn't.

The cable car is too small and not easy to lie down.

So Ji Pingyu took out his phone.

He basically didn't read much this day, and only now saw the message Yang Po sent him.

It was about the class reunion in October, and I sent him a location.

[Yang Po: The address is here, please Wang Shu]

Ji Pingyu replied ok, but there was no signal in the mountains, and he was still circling.

So Ji Pingyu gave up playing with his mobile phone.

"You still have a commercial to shoot at the end of the month?"

When Liangbukuan's schedule for September came out, he sent it to him immediately. Ji Pingyu has a good memory and remembers it.

Liang Buyuan: "Yes. It's the endorsement of the watch."

He looked at the watches on Ji Pingyu's wrist and his wrist: "It happens to be of this brand."

Ji Pingyu raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence?"

He was still wondering if Liangbuyuan accepted another watch as an endorsement, would they have to change the watch, to a couple watch of that brand.

Liang Buyuan: "It was after my birthday live broadcast that day that I came to find me."

Ji Pingyu understood.

"October's itinerary is almost out." Liang Buyuan said lightly: "It should be less than September."

Unless there are some new variety shows, there will only be "Music Era Belongs to Us" in October, and a movie version of the MV recording of his song "Falling into a Dream" as the theme song.

Thinking of this, Liang Buyuan squeezed Ji Pingyu's fingertips: "Can you appear in the MV in October?"

Ji Pingyu rolled his eyelids: "What do you want to shoot?"

Liang didn't complain and didn't answer, just asked: "Is it okay?"

Ji Pingyu looked at him meaningfully, and didn't ask again: "Yes."

He said leisurely: "You can't have sold me anyway."

Ji Pingyu was just joking, but Liang Buyuan began to diverge.

He was holding Ji Pingyu's hand lightly and suddenly tightened it, clasping Ji Pingyu's five fingers between his own, and his tone was even more chilling: "Mmm."

Most of Ji Pingyu's drowsiness disappeared in this simple word.

He raised his head from Liang Buyuan's shoulders, and met Shang Liang Buyuan's eyes.

Liang Buyuan's pupils are very dark, it is the kind of black pool that is so deep that it seems to have no bottom, and no one knows what lives at the bottom of the pool.

But it is precisely because of the unknown that it is particularly terrifying and creepy.

Ji Pingyu held Liang Buyuan's hand back, and while sighing softly in his heart, he still kept a smile on his face: "Liang Buyuan, what are you thinking?"

Liang Buyuan was silent for a moment, then wrapped his body around Ji Pingyu, and buried his head in Ji Pingyu's arms.

"I'm scared."

Liang Buyuan closed his eyes, and finally said those words that he had buried for so many years.

It was the 16-year-old Liang Buyuan and the 23-year-old Liang Buyuan who most wanted to tell Ji Pingyu, but didn't know where to start.

"Ji Pingyu, I'm afraid you don't belong to me."

In fact, people do not belong to anyone.

Everyone is an individual.

This point can be learned in the ideological and moral class in junior high school—or in the political class.

But Ji Pingyu didn't tell Liang Buyuan these important principles at this time, he raised his other hand to hug Liang Buyuan, stroked his tense back, and signaled him to continue.

Liang Buyuan: "I really love you."

His voice was low and hoarse, almost murmured and somewhat vague: "Ji Pingyu, I miss you so much."

He could barely hold on.

"Why can't you come back sooner?"

Why let him not find him?

Ji Pingyu paused.

It is said that a person's music can reflect that person's emotions and thoughts. Ji Pingyu has been paying attention to Liangbuyuan, and of course he can feel who he is singing to in his tearful sad songs.

And the original version of "An Old Dream" sang this desolation to the Jedi.

Like a person who has stepped into a dead end, he has no turning back, and he doesn't want to look back.

Whether it is singing or writing, it is full of numbness and lifelessness.

He felt sorry for such a cold but not complaining.

Because in his opinion, Liang Buku should not have become like this because of him.

So he didn't want to care about ten months or not, and he didn't want to follow those principles anymore, but made the choice he would have made when he was young.

He waited for a long time, and finally waited for this moment.

Ji Pingyu bowed his head, and kissed Liangbuyu's hair lightly.

Just like before Liangbuyuan.

He pursed his lips slightly, cupped his cool face with one hand, met his bloodshot eyes, and kissed his eyes again.

"I miss you too."

Ji Pingyu slowed down, but in the end he still couldn't hold back, hot and humid liquid fell on Liang Buyu's forehead.

It just so happened that the cable car turned to the last circle, Ji Pingyu took out his mobile phone, saw the restored signal grid, and directly dialed Ji Tingwan's number in front of his cold face.

Ji Tingwan answered quickly: "What's wrong?"

Ji Pingyu could tell that Ji Tingwan should be in a meeting, because his side was too quiet.

But he didn't say wait, but turned on the speakerphone to let Liangbu complain: "Brother, let me tell you something."

Liang Buyuan looked down at Ji Pingyu's mobile phone with "Ji Tingwan" on it, and heard Ji Tingwan's tone over there a bit serious: "What's the matter?"

Ji Tingwan probably thought that something happened to his younger brother who was rarely worried about calling at this time.

Just like back then.

But Ji Pingyu smiled and said, "I got back with Liangbuyuan."

Ji Tingwan: "..."

Before Ji Tingwan could say anything, Ji Pingyu quickly hung up the phone.

Ji Pingyu stared at Liang Buyuan, who was stunned, and continued to look through his address book: "Is it enough? If not, I will continue to call."

He can tell everyone around him that he and Liang Buyuan are together.

As long as the cool does not complain need.

Liang Buyuan grabbed Ji Pingyu's wrist: "Enough."

The haze in his heart was blown away, he didn't know what to think, and he laughed: "If you hit Brother Ting again, you will want to kill me."

A long time ago, when Ji Tingwan heard that his precious brother was abducted by a stranger, he was so angry that his lungs would explode, and he had to endure the fire to clean up the mess.

"It's okay." Ji Pingyu said solemnly, "Murder is against the law."

Liang Buyuan laughed again.

When Ji Pingyu saw that the person had been coaxed by him, he raised his hand and rubbed Liang Buyuan's face: "I'm going to cry for a while and laugh for a while, you are so delicate, Liang Bukuan."

Liang Buyuan admitted without any burden: "Yes."

He smiled lowly: "When will my husband marry me?"

Ji Pingyu: "?"

He stared coldly without complaining: "You swallow those two words back for me, and if I hear you say it again, I will..."

Ji Pingyu didn't even think about how to threaten Liang Buyuan.

Liang does not complain that he is stuck, and smiles deeper.

He hugged Ji Pingyu again, and his whole body was filled with the people in his arms.

He really hasn't been this happy in a long time.

Even if Ji Pingyu returns to China, even if Ji Pingyu is willing to give him a chance, even if Ji Pingyu breaks the ten-month agreement to get back together with him ahead of time, Liang Buyuan will always step on the clouds suddenly. The sense of floating on the ground.

"Ji Pingyu."

Liang Buyuan tightened his arms and made up his mind: "If one day you don't like me anymore, before that... kill me first."

He couldn't stand Ji Pingyu not liking his world.

The author says:

Woooooo cool! !

Tomorrow 54 suggests coming earlier——

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