I am a CP fan of me and my teammates

I have to swallow my tears.

Delete all the likes and recommendations I gave to this article. I logged in to my late account, took screenshots of the last few paragraphs and secretly posted them in my circle of friends, and then swiped Weibo as usual, but for some reason, I read every article in Chaohua. All the fanart fanarts in the evening will have in their minds——

Flash past the 14 year old mother's sucker feeding shit ending.

Thinking of Ji Wanli's stupid younger brother, thinking of quintuplets who look like Zhou Yiyi, thinking of half-brothers, thinking that a man without sex is not worthy of being a man. This late CP is a bit of traumatic stress syndrome, the irreversible kind.

Because of the ending of this article, I don't want to read anything related to the show right now.I entered the battle late because of this article, and I was afraid that I was late because of this article. If I am sincere, I will be bald if I succeed or lose.

It's better to be a real master than a CP, I'd better take a look at the beauty of my family!Today, Ji Wanli flew to Shanghai and there must have been a lot of delicious food photos. Thinking that I switched to my special Ji Wanli account, trying to calm down my mood and refresh my spirits through his fan photos, but because this account was picked up, it was me. Opened during the management of the Wanyu support club, private messages are full of abuse and threats of human flesh.

Fine.

I had no choice but to cancel Ji Wanli's account.

It seems that it is better for me to adjust my mood before surfing the Internet. The most important thing now is to accompany Jiang Zhetian and spend what I hope is not the last time of his life. With a bright smile, my six relatives walked out of the bathroom in disbelief.

Pushing open the door, I found Jiang Zhetian at the door. I didn't know how long he was waiting for me at the door. His expression seemed to be very worried about me, so I knelt down and told him that I didn't have a cold, and my cough was because I read a novel and saw a bad ending.

"Coughing when I see the unfinished novel? Why do I not believe it so much?"

He was skeptical, so I decided to show him a men's group dance to prove my vitality, "You don't believe me? Well, let me show you a dance."

"You can dance." Jiang Zhetian was a little surprised.

"It must be! I am a serious idol. Our group has 32 songs with choreography. You can watch me dance whatever you want!"

Considering that our group does not have a few national songs, Jiang Zhetian doesn't know most of the songs, so I reported the 32 songs as the names of the dishes.

"Shut up, silence is so long, not long, where is short, I can't say no, can I do it, I can, will you know it, know it, free Lolita, Han Fumei, like you, the invincible universe likes, National Brother, Weibo Celebrity, Traffic Tiny Times, Does My Sister Like It, My Sister Doesn’t Like It, Darling, I Want to See You, Borderlands, The Season of Three, White Love Song, I Know, The Rain Doesn’t Stop, My Back Is Promise, weightlessness, memory loss, not too late, nevertheless, sweet, lovegoodbye."

There are many types of songs, and there are all kinds of love ethics and saliva. Jiang Zhetian didn't hesitate, "I want to see you jumping in the rain."

"Wow, good vision! This is my center position song, and it's also the best-selling one, but I need a backup dancer, wait a minute."

I brought four pillows from the sofa and put them behind me, and sang the first two lines of the lyrics. I did a backflip, twirled, jumped, and did the splits, and performed a standing pose for Jiang Zhetian. The glass is so painful, I cover my chest, get up, close my eyes and pretend to cry, trembling and roaring all over my body-even if the memories continue to tear my heart, the pouring rain will never stop.

After the dance, I looked at him out of breath, "How is it?"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a world-class dancer."

Jiang Zhetian stood up and applauded, and fell back into the wheelchair three seconds later.

I am grateful for his appreciation. It would be great if Ji Wanli was as sweet-mouthed as him and would praise me. Unfortunately, Ji Wanli is a young man with a tsundere temper and a vicious tongue. Watching me dance has to be corrected for a long time, alas, I can't help but sigh.

"Why are you sighing? My praise is not enough?"

"It's in place, I just worry about relationship problems, don't worry about it."

"Oh."

"It's a relationship problem that you don't gossip."

"I don't want to make myself unhappy." Jiang Zhetian smiled, "Because I love you so much that I can't help myself, so I don't want to know who you love."

"Uh, I don't love anyone, but there are people I like..."

"Don't tell me if you do, I'll be jealous."

"What does it feel like to be jealous?" I've never been jealous before, so I'm curious, "Can you describe it in detail?"

"Jealousness is the feeling of jealousy and sour teeth. If you are not magnanimous, you will be angry. If you are magnanimous, you will be sad. Thinking that you don't love me and that the person you love the most is not me makes my heart ache like dying, but I can't change it."

"... Isn't that painful?"

Ji Wanli even eats vinegar for pillows, so he must feel very uncomfortable every day.I must talk to him when I go back, let him eat less jealousy and eat more soy sauce, oh it’s not about being less jealous and calming down, I will never leave him.

"Love is the most painful thing in the world."

"I'm sorry," I touched Jiang Zhetian's face, "I made you suffer so much."

"It's not your fault." He shook his head.

"If you didn't meet me, you wouldn't be in pain."

"If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have loved."

"After all, it's still my fault... Alas, I'm really sorry, I met you without authorization, forgot you without authorization, and I couldn't fall in love with you."

"If you really feel sorry for me, just talk to me about the love until you die, and then," his expression is very serious, "try to love me."

I can't refuse Jiang Zhetian's request, he is so gentle and fragile now, but I have Ji Wanli, I like Ji Wanli, I want to be with Ji Wanli forever, if we have to talk about love, I think it should be It can be counted, so I can no longer love others, even if that other person is dying, because this is not a good deed, it is deceit.

With a long sigh, I pinched Jiang Zhetian's shoulders and stared fixedly at his haggard sick face, "I can love you like your family."

Jiang Zhetian lowered his eyes, "Do you want to reject me so tactfully?"

"I don't want to lie to you, and I don't want you to lie to yourself. One day, you will find your favorite and the person who loves you the most. I hope that I can be the person who blesses you, and that you can forget me and go to happiness. "

After I finished speaking, I saw him laughing at himself, a little loudly, he grabbed my hand with a smile, pushed the wheelchair back, and opened the distance between us, "You still haven't changed, it's been like this since before, Always talk about things that cannot happen, never hit the south wall and never look back, always reject me."

Hearing the previous two words, my heart skipped a beat.

"What was I like before?"

"Didn't I tell you last time, I forgot so soon?"

"I haven't forgotten, but what you said is too brief and I don't really feel it. Can you pick out something that you remember deeply?"

"for example?"

"For example, all the things I said to you when we two met for the first time, such as how you fell in love with me through that incident..."

"I'll think about it and tell you tomorrow."

"it is good!"

"You should be very tired. You haven't been idle since you got off the plane."

I scratched my head and said it was okay, he pursed his lips, "Rest today."

Then Jiang Zhetian went back to the room to get his pajamas, and pushed the wheelchair into the bathroom to take a shower. I was worried that his current physical condition would make it inconvenient to take a shower, so I rushed up to stop him and asked him if he needed my help. He simply said no, and said nothing. Let me watch the automatic bathing function of the bathtub, so I no longer worry about letting him in, and wait at the door for 10 minutes before urging him to come out, lest he faint due to lack of oxygen after soaking for too long.

I pushed him back to the three big bedrooms of our house on the second floor, helped him to lie down on the bed, got oxygen equipment, installed simple vital signs monitoring, and finally tucked him with a pillow and a quilt, and I wiped the sweat off his head.

"I feel like I'm a nanny."

"Is it too hard for you?" Jiang Zhetian thought it was annoying and annoying for me to take care of him in every detail, "I'll call Uncle Wang here now."

"No, no, I'm just complaining, it's not hard, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid of your hard work, I'm afraid that you will find me annoying."

"Why do I find you annoying, you are so gentle now."

Everything he said before made me feel so cheap, but now I am not used to being too gentle, but it is quite comfortable to get along with, especially when he praised me for cooking delicious food, I like it very much.

Jiang Zhetian asked me, "Do you know why I am gentle?"

Isn't it because you love me?

Although I have an idea, I still shake my head.

"Actually, there is no reason, and I don't think I am gentle... If you think I am gentle, then I hope that all the gentleness in my life can be used up within seven days, so that there will be no regrets."

"Seven days?"

My mind exploded, and the voice of the dreamer sounded in my ears.

"I won't talk about meeting you again, seven days a week."

"I've said goodbye to you seven times."

"I will pretend that the world is without you, and hide in the eighth day of non-existence."

"Jiang Zhetian, you..."

"That's what you say, I'm listening."

The person in the dream also told me that the seven days in a week and the seven goodbyes were all related to seven. My subconscious told me that the person in the dream had really existed. With a tentative mentality, I clutched my chest nervously.

"Will you hide from the eighth day that doesn't exist?"

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Jiang Zhetian was puzzled.

"Why should I hide?"

"Okay, it's fine if you don't hide, huh..." So the person in the dream should not be him, I breathed a sigh of relief, but actually I didn't want it to be him, because the boy in the dream was such an important person who shocked my heart.

"I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed early."

I got up and wanted to leave, but he stretched out his hand and pulled