I am a CP fan of me and my teammates

I don't care.I don't care at all. "

"Really don't care?"

"Why should I lie to you?"

In fact, I don’t quite understand why Fang Qubing and Ji Wanli are angry because I was conjectured by netizens to be my father’s illegitimate son. I also read the posts written by Douban netizens about me being Xia Yan’s illegitimate son for the purpose of competing for family property. , I think that if you say that I am an illegitimate child, just say it, the Qing is the Qing, what are you afraid of?Time will tell in the end.

Seeing that I didn't care so much, Fang Qubing took a look at Ji Wanli who was writing papers on his mobile phone, then turned his eyes to me, and became suspicious: "Shanyu, tell the truth, you are not Wanli's father's illegitimate child, are you?"

"Pfft." I laughed out loud in an instant.

"Really not, I really hope that Wanli is my real brother, but unfortunately he is not." After I finished speaking, I shook Wanli and asked him to talk to me.While writing the summary, he followed my words and explained to Fang Qubing: "Don't think too much, if he is my real brother, I will throw him into the river."

Ji Wanli believed it wasn't Fang Qubing, and didn't read the novel about the protagonist I, the male second Xia Yan, and the main line to get Ji's property from a rich family written by the great detectives of Douban, but dealt with the magazine shooting later matter.

only……

"Why are you throwing me into the river when I'm your own brother?" I covered Ji Wanli's phone screen and let him look into my eyes and talk, he took my hand away and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Because you are too Stupid and shameful."

"I'm not that stupid..."

"You have."

"I do not have."

"You have."

"I do not have."

"You have."

"I do not have."

"you have not."

"I have!"

"..."

"I... made a slip of the tongue!"

"Haha."

Although I made a slip of the tongue and said that I was stupid and embarrassed, my slip of the tongue accidentally made Ji Wanli smile. Seeing the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and the rarely relaxed brow, I also laughed.I figured I'd give up my IQ if I could make him laugh like that a lot by being the dumbest fool I could be.

Then I realized that I really like Ji Wanli.

I like Ji Wanli more than I imagined.

It is out of love, not out of affection.

It's just that I can't express my affection to him as much as I did when I didn't recover my memory, because I am the adopted son of his family, we are brothers in name, and I want my parents who can wait for me to come home.

So I turned my head and pretended to take a nap, sighing quietly.

Since the cover of vogue was decided temporarily, we didn’t have much time to prepare in advance. We rushed to the shooting location without eating lunch. The photographer is Steven Messer, who is known as the godfather of fashion photography. He is 70 years old this year. Old, but not old, still quite handsome.

He was very satisfied with Ji Wanli's appearance and temperament, and Ji Wanli could speak Italian, but he disliked me.The translator said that he felt that my face was not three-dimensional, too flat, and the group photo would be suppressed by Ji Wanli without my own radiance. He hoped that I would try my best to express my personal characteristics.

I'm having a hard time...

The premise of expressing personal characteristics is that I have personal characteristics, I...

I have to admit that I am an assembly-line type, and every year on the talent show, there will be dozens of ordinary good-looking, ordinary gentle, no obvious shortcomings and no outstanding advantages. Brother only has your male idol——

No personal idiosyncrasies.

That is.

no.

While waiting for the set, I anxiously searched for my personality. The magazine’s female editors, make-up artists and other staff took advantage of Ji Wanli to choose clothes, and squeezed together to my side, eagerly asking if I could call Ji Wanli brother to them in public. , I also want to call each of the three languages ​​of Chinese, Japanese and Korean.

It's an embarrassment for me, because I always focus on gentle and easy-to-talk characters, and most fans will listen to their requests, so I can't ignore them.

"Korean, I'm a bit... Can't you speak Korean?"

At most, I can call Ji Wanli twice in both Chinese and Japanese, brother, and if I call him Ouba, I will disgust myself to death before disgusting Ji Wanli.So I discussed with them not to speak Korean, and they all said that it's okay, I don't want to speak Korean, so I don't want to speak Korean, as long as they can hear me call Ji Wanli brother on the spot.

"It's okay, it's good if you can call O'Neill sauce again!"

"Correct."

"exactly."

"Just call it O'Neill Sauce!"

"Oni-chan Saigao! Cute! Let's call it Oni-chan!"

Accompanied by the voices of encouragement one after another, I led a group of girls to the temporary fitting room and pulled Ji Wanli's sleeves.He probably thought that I was being entangled by our fans among the staff and asked him for help. He grabbed me without looking back, and walked forward quickly. I hurriedly tried to stop him from walking too fast. "Wait, don't go so fast, I have something to tell you."

He stopped.

"You said."

"Ugh..." As the words came to my lips, I lowered my head in shame. "Oni sauce!"

Ji Wanli was stunned, "Huh?"

I lowered my eyes, "It means to call you brother."

"So are you finished?" he pressed.I nodded, and he directly pulled me forward, "Follow me to the stylist after you finish speaking."

Ji Wanli didn't respond to my cute Oni-chan's call.

I looked back at the girls who should have been cheering for their wishes. They had Ji Wanli I hate you for being a piece of wood written all over their faces.I saw that they were more disappointed than me, and I comforted them that I often called Ji Wanli brother in a fancy way at home so that he would not respond, and they suddenly came alive and screamed.

These girls are definitely the CP fans of me and Ji Wanli.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but cover my face. Their smiles when they kowtowed to CP were so wretched. I couldn't believe I had done it so wretchedly. It was so embarrassing.

The cover filming lasted from noon to two o'clock in the morning.

Steven Messer has always been dissatisfied with the way I looked at the camera, thinking it was too vulgar. In the end, he asked me to stand in front of a pile of unsorted garbage, let Ji Wanli hide behind me with only my eyes exposed, and asked me to recall the most important moment in my life. It's a pity that he took a satisfactory photo without looking at the camera.

I don't know what can be shot like this, but the finished film is really good-looking. Ji Wanli's only body shadow and eyes are eye-catching, as if he was telling something. Although I didn't look at the camera, because I recalled the relationship between Jiang Zhetian and his aunt Death clenches the trembling fingertips but is full of stories.

After thanking all the staff, Ji Wanli and I took off our half-wet clothes and went back to the dormitory in the car to go to the doctor. Just in time, we ran into Yang Zhonggong and Zhou Yiyi who were also going back to the dormitory to rest and eating barbecue in the living room. I was tossed all day, hungry and tired, so I joined the night snack camp directly.

Ji Wanli took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"That photographer grandfather is really troublesome. Believe me, the set is an unsorted garbage dump. I really want to sort the garbage..."

"..."

"I didn't do anything to Xu Nuo, I swear!"

"..."

"Are you still friends? Really, don't lie to me."

"It's a lie that I will never marry Sanjiu in my life and go to a different world to open a harem..."

While I was eating mutton skewers, I chatted casually with Yang Zhonggong and Zhou Yiyi. At first I complained that the photographer was difficult to deal with, and then the topic became whether Yang Zhonggong had a relationship with Xu Nuo that should not have developed. In the end, it was a matter of course. It should be brought to the matter that I am the adopted son of Ji Wanli's family.

Yang Zhonggong is very direct.

"I said showers, can you two continue to have sex in this situation?"

Zhou Yiyi stuffed a deep-fried steamed bun the size of a fist in one gulp, looked at me fixedly, and asked me the same question with puzzled eyes.

"Don't worry." I swallowed the hairy belly in my mouth and grabbed the bowl and chopsticks tightly. "I know that Wan Li and I are brothers, we can't and shouldn't fall in love. So we broke up yesterday, and everything has returned to the way it was, and we are still good brothers."

"broke up?!"

"Ah."

Hearing that Ji Wanli and I have broken up quickly, both Yang Zhonggong and Zhou Yiyi showed shocked expressions that your relationship is so plastic.

Especially Yang Zhonggong, he was shocked that many strands of his newly dyed gray hair curled up.

Although Yang Zhonggong thinks that it is not good to have a brotherly relationship and fall in love, he is actually worried about me, "I asked you two how to continue dating. I don't think you two should break up. I'm afraid that you two will be opposed. I think you two I like it, we should be together, if there is something that needs help, I can help out, but you will be divided..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary. Wan Li and I have discussed it carefully. We will be brothers again and keep our distance."

"...How do you guys who have slept with each other get back to being brothers and not being awkward?" He particularly questioned, "Don't tell me that you are not awkward, I don't believe you."

To say don't be awkward, it's really awkward.

The memory of that night will never disappear, I can still clearly remember Ji Wanli's body temperature and breath, it was very hot, very hot, hugging me very tightly, the pain was hard to ignore, and the love that was so heavy that I couldn't bear it The feeling of greenness falling on my body seems to be carved into the bone marrow, entwining my heart.

Thinking of this, I said unnaturally: "Time will dilute everything!"

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"Then Ji Wanli will date others, have sex, get married, and you can only watch from the sidelines, and you won't feel awkward?" Yang Zhonggong asked.

I thought about this question last night when I was at home.

Judging from Ji Wanli's feelings for me for so many years, I can't think of the possibility of him empathizing with someone else. He gave me a feeling that he would love me to death and would never let me go to love others.In other words, whether we break up or not, his sincerity is locked on me, and breaking up can not only continue to be loved by him, but also make Ji Xinyan happy, have my own parents and a home that will wait for me to go back every day. Why not break up?

Breaking up is the right decision.