I live next door and my surname is Jiang

In the morning, Jiang Mianchi was woken up by the alarm clock. Although the sound was not familiar to him, it didn't affect him to close his eyes and reach out in a daze to turn off the alarm clock.

It's just that he didn't touch the alarm clock or the phone.

The sound of the alarm clock was so loud that he had a headache, he rolled under the quilt a few times in dissatisfaction, and let out a sleepy sound, "Mmm... so noisy...."

With the sound of footsteps and the alarm clock being turned off, Jiang Mianchi turned over contentedly, wanting to go back to sleep.

The person who turned off the alarm clock carried the unique clear breath of the morning and the oily smoke of the kitchen.

He pulled down the quilt covering Jiang Mianchi's face, fearing that he would suffocate himself, so he shouted helplessly, "Jiang Mianchi, wake up."

Jiang Mianchi unceremoniously opened his hand and pulled the quilt back again, showing non-violent non-cooperation.

The person who came took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down his anger. After a while, Jiang Mianchi, who was about to enter the deep sleep mode again, heard a clear voice, "Jiang Mianchi, if you don't wake up, you will be late."

After brushing, Jiang Mianchi pulled back the quilt reflexively and sat up like a spring.

He first yawned for a long time, and then rubbed his eyes until his eyes were filled with water vapor. He opened his eyes wide in surprise when the scene in front of him became clear.

A drop of normal saline slipped from the corner of his eye, and was gently wiped away by a hand with clear bones.

Jiang Mianchi raised his head stiffly, and met Gu Zhun's cold gaze, who was fully dressed, capable and clean, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Mianchi nodded subconsciously.

His hair was a bit messy, and his bangs stretched wildly on his forehead, making his face look small, like a groundhog that can only stand stupidly after being frightened.

Gu Zhun's icy fingers landed on his forehead, and then he jumped unexpectedly.

Jiang Mian snorted in pain, covered her forehead, and looked at Gu Zhun with an aggrieved expression, "What are you doing?"

Gu Zhun hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he was in a good mood, "When you wake up, get up, brush your teeth, wash your face and eat, and I'll take you to the set later."

Only then did Jiang Mianchi notice that he was wearing an apron, which was a brown solid color apron. It was spotless and looked a little frigid, but somehow it made him feel warm.

Gu Zhun followed his gaze to glance at his apron, only to remember that he was frying eggs in the kitchen just now, his expression changed, and he hurriedly turned back.

Jiang Mianchi rolled over and got out of bed, only to find that Gu Zhun had prepared cotton slippers for him.

Instead of rushing to wash his face and brush his teeth, he walked around the room curiously, and then he was sure that this was Gu Zhun's own room.

Judging from this room, Gu Zhun is not as cold as he appears on the surface.

The overall layout of the whole room is much warmer than that of Yu’s house. The bed sheets are simple and cute with black dots on a white background. There are many posters on the pure white wallpaper. Some are overseas rock stars and some are fans. Sent custom poster.

There is a guitar in the corner, which seems to be used a lot, so it has been placed somewhat casually by the owner on a large rug.

Jiang Mianchi could imagine that on a bright afternoon, the owner of the guitar was sitting on the carpet alone, hugging the guitar and humming a little tune slowly, while the bright sunshine outside the window hit him warmly.

There are two pots of mint on the windowsill, which should be his most loyal audience.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mianchi couldn't hold back, and chuckled out loud, what, although he looked very cold, in fact he was just a big boy at heart.

There was an alarm clock and a photo album on the bedside table. For some reason, the photo album was turned upside down on the table.

Jiang Mianchi hesitated for a moment, but she still couldn't hold back her curiosity. She straightened the album, and unexpectedly found that the photo on the album was a photo of him and Gu Zhun.

This picture is still a little fuzzy, it should be a screenshot from the live broadcast with Gu Zhun that time, but Gu Zhun printed it out and put a photo frame on it.

Jiang Mianchi's fingers brushed across the cat ears on Gu Zhun's head, hooked the corners of his mouth, and put the photo frame back to its original position.

A change of clothes, a new toothbrush, water cup, and towel have been prepared for him in the bathroom. Everything shows how careful the owner is here.

After Jiang Mianchi finished washing, he walked out of the room, only to find that the apartment was connected up and down by Gu Zhun. It was a two-story building. When he walked down the stairs, he could smell the aroma of breakfast.

His sense of taste was awakened belatedly, he cautiously poked his head into the kitchen, and saw Gu Zhun who was concentrating on frying eggs.

Gu Zhun turned his head when he heard the movement, and saw a phantom, and then there was a slap when the door closed.

When Gu Zhun turned his head back, Jiang Mianchi retracted his head subconsciously and closed the door, and when he realized it, he touched his little heart and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Just making breakfast, why is he so excited?

After a while, Gu Zhun came out with a plate, and saw Jiang Mianchi sitting in the living room with a serious expression.

He put the dinner plate in front of him, and touched his forehead, "Why are you in a daze again, are you uncomfortable? Do you want to ask for leave for you?"

Jiang Mianchi came back to his senses, dodged his hand in a panic, and shook his hand, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Gu Zhun glanced at him indifferently, and didn't care about his avoidance, but pushed the dinner plate in front of him, "Eat, drink all the milk, and the assistant will pick you up later."

Jiang Mianchi looked at a large plate of bread and several slices of fried eggs stacked in front of him, and a large bottle of milk next to him. He choked for a while, and said depressedly in a low voice, "I can't eat so much."

"Oh?" There was a little smile on the corner of Gu Zhun's mouth, "How could I remember that a certain person could eat a whole cake by himself?"

Jiang Mianchi grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, explaining vaguely, "Desserts are different, women... boys' desserts are put in another stomach!"

"Absurd."

Gu Zhun commented mercilessly.

Jiang Mianchi no longer cared about what Gu Zhun said, he sat stiffly in his seat, looked at the piece of bread in his hand as if he had seen a ghost, and wondered what Gu Zhun had done to it.

He has read countless times, and this is the first time he has seen such unpalatable bread.

Although it looks no different from ordinary bread, it seems to bite into a stone, and the more you chew, the more bitter it becomes, making it difficult to swallow.

He put down the bread, unbelievingly cut a piece of egg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gu Zhun looked calm on the surface, but his heart was always hanging in the air. When Jiang Mianchi put the breakfast into his mouth, he kept watching secretly.

Then I saw Jiang Mianchi's face in pain.

Gu Zhun, "...Are you exaggerating? Is it that bad?"

Although it was rare to see him showing such a gloomy expression, Jiang Mian couldn't care less about admiring it, he pushed a large plate of eggs in front of Gu Zhun, motioning him to have a taste.

Gu Zhun hesitantly took a small bite, chewed a few times and spit it out expressionlessly.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

Gu Zhun's expression was quite calm, "You should pretend that it's delicious like in the TV series, and then eat it all, at least it's an encouragement to me who tried it for the first time."

Jiang Mianchi refused.

Not to mention eating all of it, even if he was allowed to take another bite, he would rather not eat for a day.

Gu Zhun glanced at Jiang Mianchi, who had a firm expression, and sighed. He stood up and called, "I asked my assistant to bring some breakfast."

Jiang Mianchi glanced awkwardly at the breakfast table, "What about these?"

Gu Zhun glanced at it without hesitation, "Dump it out."

Jiang Mianchi looked at Gu Zhun who turned around to call his assistant, and felt a little guilty for a moment. He still disliked him when he got up early in the morning to cook for him. Although Gu Zhun didn't say anything on the surface, he must be very disappointed.

Automatically completing Gu Zhun's mental state, he picked up the chopsticks on the table and wanted to eat more, but Gu Zhun took the chopsticks away.

"Don't force yourself," he looked a little helpless, and then hooked the corner of his mouth, "I will do better next time."

The default "next time" stunned Jiang Mian for a moment.

He hesitated a little, then nodded.

Looking at the corner of Gu Zhun's mouth that could not help but raise, he seemed to be able to feel the good mood on him inexplicably, and couldn't help blurting out, "I'm looking forward to it."

After saying this, Jiang Mianchi was also a little surprised. He froze for a moment, then raised his head stupidly and looked at Gu Zhun who was also stunned.

After a few seconds, neither of them could hold back and laughed together.

Jiang Mianchi rolled his eyes, and repeated what he said impulsively just now, this time his tone was very firm, "I'm looking forward to it."

Gu Zhun reached out and rubbed his head. Although his voice was the same as usual, Jiang Mianchi felt that his tone was very gentle, and the voice after deliberately lowering his voice was very magnetic.

He assured him, "Well, I'll try."

After that, the two of them tacitly did not mention what happened that morning, but Gu Zhun would come to the set to pick him up every day, which made Jiang Mianchi really wonder if he was free.

Since the two became friends, Jiang Mianchi, who hardly used these softwares, finally discovered the joy of chatting, and persistently sent Gu Zhun some sand sculpture pictures and jokes every day.

Although Gu Zhun doesn't reply to him every time, occasionally he replies with a very straight "work hard", or simply sends a string of ellipses.

When Gu Zhun was not around, he was serious about filming, chatting with Lin Chunqing in between.

Lin Chunqing once pretended to be casual and asked him, "Did anything good happen to you recently?"

Jiang Mianchi was sending a message to Gu Zhun, talking about some trivial things, when he heard him ask this, he was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Lin Chun glanced at the cell phone he had been holding on to lately, and said hesitantly, "Because sometimes I see you giggling all by yourself, like..."

It's like being in love.

Although Lin Chunqing didn't really want to say this.

Jiang Mianchi blinked her eyes, tilted her head and thought for a while, and then answered half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Probably...it's a good thing?"