But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

All his delusions came true.

The next morning, Ji Pingyu woke up in Liang Buyuan's arms.

With a good memory, he can't remember exactly how he finally nodded to make Liang Buyuan climb onto the bed.

But anyway, when he opened his eyes, he was buried in Liang Buyuan's arms.

Liang Buyuan has a reassuring and comfortable smell on his body, and he wants to close his eyes and continue to sleep.

Ji Pingyu doesn't know what time it is, but he can be sure that Liangbuyuan's morning run was delayed by him.

But he didn't feel guilty at all, instead he relaxed again.

He always likes to keep himself stuffed when he sleeps, which makes him feel unexpectedly safe.

That's... Ryo doesn't complain, is he too tight?

It feels difficult to move.

And it was clear that Liang Buyuan, who had the habit of running in the morning, had already woken up.

He felt Ji Pingyu's tension and relaxation for a moment, and the hand behind his back lightly stroked the back of Ji Pingyu's head: "Are you awake?"

Ji Pingyu responded, his voice was inevitably hoarse when he just woke up: "What time is it?"

Liang Buyuan reached out to touch Ji Pingyu's mobile phone, because Ji Pingyu's mobile phone was behind Ji Pingyu, so he didn't have to turn over to get it, and he could hold Ji Pingyu in his arms: "It's after nine o'clock."

Ji Pingyu: "Then get up, I want to go home early."

Liang Buyuan: "Okay."

Having said that, Liang Buyuan didn't let go of Ji Pingyu, and Ji Pingyu didn't move either.

After a long time, Liang Buyuan was thinking about Ji Pingyu's stomach, and the two got up to take a shower.

Their luggage is very simple, but Liangbuyuan will have an extra guitar case.

The return trip is still by private jet, the route was approved yesterday, so there is no need to worry about delays.

The private jet is equipped with a chef, and there is breakfast on board.

After eating breakfast, Ji Pingyu took the time to look at Dingdong.

When he was washing up in the morning, he glanced over and found a new friend request, but he didn't look at it carefully.

Because at that time he had just finished brushing his teeth, he was kissed in his arms by Liang Buyuan who had just finished brushing his teeth.

Say good morning kiss.

The reason why I couldn't give it when I woke up was entirely because of Ji Pingyu's cleanliness.

It's not that Ji Pingyu can't speak, it's just that Liang Buyuan respects Ji Pingyu's obsession with cleanliness.

Even if he kissed him, Ji Pingyu wouldn't say anything.

Ji Pingyu clicked on the Dingdong friend application, and found that it was an ID he did not recognize, and that ID was unrestrained and bold—"Are all the high-quality 1s in this world dead?".

He thought it was harassment. After all, Ji Pingyu had encountered this kind of friend request, so he directly ignored it.

Afterwards, Ji Pingyu looked at Liang Buyuan, who was chatting with his manager about work, and suddenly remembered something.

Liang Buyuan signed the company shortly after they separated, before Ji Pingyu's life was threatened with a knife.

Although he and his brother faintly felt that something was wrong, they didn't think much about it. After all, in a society ruled by law, they just said that they should be more careful at ordinary times.

So at that time, he still had a slight connection with Liang Buyuan, but it was just sneaking in.

Because Liang Buyuan is really busy, whether it is his mother's illness or his new studies, these make him have to keep running.

Liangbuyuan was 17 years old at the time, and he signed the company at the age of 17. At that time, Ji Pingyu didn't understand it. Looking back later, you can see how much resources the other party has poured into Liangbuyuan.

Ji Pingyu asked Jiang Zixi, if it was him, what kind of contract would he have to be so favorable.

Jiang Zixi said that only two points are needed, one is that the artist has the ability.And Liangbuyuan obviously satisfied the first requirement.

But the second one was signed for a long time, which is what the industry calls "the deed of sale".

So after Liangbuyuan hung up the phone, Ji Pingyu asked, "How many years have you signed the contract?"

Liang Buyuan put the phone away and did not hide it: "40 years."

Ji Pingyu: "?"

He looked at Liang Buyuan in disbelief: "How many years?"

Before Liang Buyuan opened his mouth, Ji Pingyu couldn't stop saying: "It's not baby, are you crazy? Signed with someone for 40 years? If you sign at 17, you won't get the contract to end at 57?"

"Ji Pingyu."

Liang Buyuan hadn't seen Ji Pingyu like this for a long time, even though the title at the beginning was meant to be mocking but made him breathless again.

He looked at him, unable to tell whether it was helplessness or satisfaction: "Don't you know?"

Ji Pingyu: "What?"

"The boss behind the entertainment company I signed has a good relationship with your brother." Liang Buyuan paused: "But your brother didn't ask him to tell me, he told me."

Ji Pingyu is very smart.

Speaking of the southern boundary and talking about the good relationship with his brother, he immediately thought of the biggest giant in the southern boundary: "Brother Rong?"

Liang responded without complaining.

Ji Pingyu was really a little confused.

Because Ji Tingwan never talked to him about it.

And he never thought that his brother would continue to help Liang not complain...

No wonder Liang Buyuan said that he was very grateful to his brother that day.

Liang Buyuan: "I thought you knew."

Ji Pingyu was silent for two seconds: "Brother Rong's business is different from ours. He has many companies under his name that are not listed in his name, but he is the one who collects the money... It's very complicated to explain, but I really don't know what his name is. What's underneath."

Ji Pingyu said in his heart, after all, it was his friend's object, why did he know so much?

That's a vinegar essence too.

Ji Pingyu originally wanted to say that even so, he shouldn't have signed for 40 years.

40 years is too long, what if something happens?

"don’t worry."

Liang Buyuan rolled his eyes slightly: "The problem you think probably won't arise."

Ji Pingyu looked at him, and heard Liang Buyuan say: "In Pan Huai's words, it is because I am the company's biggest cash cow."

This is true.

Ji Pingyu checked the entertainment company before. Although there are many other artists, most of them are not warm, and most of them are actors, the kind of people who are immersed in acting.

The one with the most money and traffic is really cool.

But even so, Ji Pingyu feels a little uncomfortable when he thinks that Liang Buyuan has signed with someone else for 40 years.

Probably aware of his thoughts, Liang Buyuan paused for two seconds, and then said: "The terms of my contract are also very free."

Ji Pingyu still didn't speak for the first time.

So Liang Buyuan simply said: "I can terminate the contract."

His tone was as flat as ever, as if what he said meant nothing at all.

It was this kind of attitude that made Ji Pingyu's heart dissipate too much unexpectedly.

He finally regained his smile, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and pinched Liang Buyuan's more serious face: "No need."

He just had an uncertain guess.

And if the conjecture is true...

Ji Pingyu took advantage of the situation to hold Liang Buyu's face, and placed a light kiss on his lips.

See his brother and ask him later.

Ji Tingwan called them to have dinner together.

Originally, they wanted to have lunch, but that day, Ji Tingwan's wife, Lu Song, happened to have an impromptu exchange meeting at noon, so in the end they rescheduled their dinner.

The driver was still in charge of Liang Buwu. At that time, Ji Pingyu was the first to see Ji Yaoyue playing on the swing in the yard.

Before Ji Pingyu could speak, Ji Yaoyue keenly caught him coming, jumped off the swing happily, ran towards him in a hurry, and shouted: "Uncle!"

Ji Pingyu squatted down, opened his hand towards her, and let the little Ji Yaoyue throw himself into his arms.

Ji Yaoyue hugged Ji Pingyu's neck, overjoyed: "Father said that my uncle is coming today, so I specially wore the new dress my mother bought for me."

She let go of Ji Pingyu and motioned Ji Pingyu to look at it: "Does it look good?"

Ji Pingyu smiled, and pinched the tip of her nose lovingly: "It looks good, our Xiao Yue'er looks good in anything."

"I'm not too young, uncle." Ji Yaoyue said seriously: "Now I'm also a big sister who can take care of my younger brother!"

Ji Pingyu said obediently: "Yes, Xiaoyue'er is awesome."

He paused, then motioned to Ji Yaoyue: "Did Xiaoyueer call for someone?"

Ji Yaoyue raised her head to look at Liang Buyuan who was standing behind Ji Pingyu, blinked her eyes, "Hello, Uncle."

Liang Buyuan is not good at dealing with children, so he just hummed.

Ji Yaoyue was not discouraged by this, but asked nervously: "Uncle, can I ask this uncle for an autograph? Sisi likes him so much!"

Ji Pingyu stood up: "Not only can you ask him for his autograph, but you can also take a photo with him later."

Ji Yaoyue jumped up happily: "Yeah! That's great!"

Ji Yaoyue bouncingly led them in, Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan walked behind the children, Ji Pingyu stretched out his hand and hooked Liang Buyuan's finger, causing Liang Buyuan to hold it reflexively.

Ji Pingyu turned his head to meet Shangliang Bukuan's seemingly calm gaze, and asked softly, "Nervous?"

Liang Buyuan didn't hide it: "Yes."

The last time he met Ji Tingwan face-to-face was also many years ago. At that time, Ji Tingwan was only 30 years old. He looked like a successful elite, but he pinched his eyebrows tiredly and spoke to him Every sentence seems to have been carefully considered, not only being careful and helpless, but also hiding the depression very well.

Like Ji Pingyu, Ji Tingwan is also a very good person.

While they were talking, Ji Yaoyue opened the door, but as soon as the door opened, she ran into Ji Tingwan who was coming to the entrance to get something.

Ji Tingwan wears casual clothes at home, and has a face that is somewhat similar to Ji Pingyu, but it feels quite different.

He swept the hands of the two who were next to each other, and didn't say anything, Ji Pingyu and Liang Buyuan didn't intend to let go.

Ji Pingyu: "Brother."

Liang Buyuan: "Brother Ting."

Ji Tingwan nodded, and landed on the bag that Liang Buyuan was carrying: "It's just a meal, next time you don't need to bring anything."

"Don't worry, it's not for you." Ji Pingyu took out slippers from the cabinet with ease, and gave one pair to himself, and another pair to Liang Buwu: "Last time my sister-in-law said that the book I wanted to buy was out of stock, so I don't complain to Liang." ran to a small shop."

Hearing this, Ji Tingwan said bitterly again: "Anyway, I am an outsider."

"Can you stop being so arrogant every day." Ji Pingyu was speechless for a while, but still said: "I also brought you some specialties from Xianghai."

Ji Pingyu added: "It's not seafood."

Ji Ting doesn't eat seafood at night.

Only then did Ji Tingwan become happy: "Let's have hot pot for dinner."

He paused, looked at Liang Buyu: "Is there anything you want to eat? Someone will deliver the ingredients later."

Liang Buyuan: "Anything is fine."

He paused slightly, looked at the very calm Ji Tingwan, and finally said: "Thank you."

"Thank you." Ji Tingwan was a little awkward: "We will be family from now on."

Liang Buyuan responded with lowered eyes.

Ji Tingwan looked at his indifferent but strangely obedient appearance, the instinct in the Ji family's bones was finally aroused.

In particular, Ji Tingwan would ask his friend Rong Xun every year about Liang's situation.

Over the years, no matter what the holidays are, Liangbukuan either runs announcements or spends them alone in the company dormitory.

For him, from the moment his mother fell ill in bed, the temperature at home completely dissipated.

Ji Tingwan sighed in his heart, and said face-to-face: "Come over and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival this year too."

Before Liang Buyuan could speak, Ji Pingyu joked, "Is it only this year's Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Ji Ting glared at him, but his eyes were full of doting: "This is your home, you can go back if you want, why choose a date?"

Liang Buyuan listened, and couldn't stop tightening his grip on Ji Pingyu.

Ji Pingyu held him back, and while "arguing" with Ji Tingwan, he passed his own warmth to Liang Buyuan.

Ji Pingyu is really like the world without complaint.

Before he came back, Liangbu complained nothing.

After he came back, no matter what it was, Liang Buyuan had it again.

Ji Pingyu and home.

All his delusions came true.

The author says:

Coming! !

Brother Liang also has a home again TAT;

There's still six o'clock! !