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It wasn't until there was a loud closing sound of the door outside that Shao Fei dawdled out of bed.

Open the closet, most of the clothes inside are light toned, especially white, with simple and elegant styles.Shao Fei chose for a long time, only to feel that each one was very to his liking.

The feeling of liking cannot be faked.

Shao Fei was very entangled in his heart. He walked to the dining table, frowned at the steaming breakfast, and subconsciously picked up the bowl of egg drop soup and walked towards the pool. Halfway through, he realized: What am I doing?

He lowered his head and glanced at the egg drop soup.

The light yellow flocculent soup is fragrant, with a few slices of green onion sprinkled on it, and it is delicious in color and fragrance - but Shao Fei knows that he has always had a problem, he doesn't like eggs and their off-products.

Picky eating is a bad habit, so should I drink it?

Shao Fei recalled what "myself" used to do - drinking most of the time, and pouring it out occasionally.It's amazing, the behavior of dumping will definitely be caught every time, and then...

Then Shao Fei finished the soup with a blushing face.He didn't want to experience swallowing eggs with it.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door.Shao Fei opened the door and found Zhuang Pingting outside.

Zhuang Pingting was dressed in smart business attire, with a suit and skirt, her figure was exquisite, her makeup was exquisite, and she walked as vigorously and resolutely as ever.While dragging Shao Fei downstairs, she took out a small notebook to report the itinerary: "I will go to the company to record two songs today, and I will make an announcement in the afternoon to promote your next new album."

Shao Fei looked at the sky in a daze: "What?"

Zhuang Pingting was very busy and didn't have time to chat with him, so she went downstairs and stuffed him into a Lexus, and said to the driver, "Go to the company."

Shao Fei stared at his silhouette on the window glass in a daze.It was indeed a familiar face, but there seemed to be changes in the details, the contours of the facial features were softer, there was a little blush at the end of the eyes, which was as touching as a small hook.

He wondered in a trance: Am I really Shao Fei?

If so, why do you feel uncoordinated in many places?

If not, why do many places feel familiar?

This kind of in-depth thinking in the field of personal philosophy is like a tight string, which broke with a "beep" when Shao Fei saw the recording studio.

Holding the microphone, a very special feeling of immersion destroyed his sanity like a whirlwind. His facial muscles contracted skillfully, his vocal cords trembled, and Shao Fei subconsciously opened his mouth to sing.That singing voice was different from what Shao Feiqian should have in his impression. It was clearer and cooler, but not cold, as if the ice and snow had just melted in spring, and the flowing water was gurgling over mountain streams and dangerous rocks, flowing through fields of flowers, and flowing through the boundless river of stars.

With a twitch in Shao Fei's heart, a thought crossed his mind: This song can become popular, so the family should sign someone...

He was taken aback suddenly, and the singing stopped abruptly.

Home?

Sign what?

Outside, Zhuang Pingting knocked on the glass with a "bang bang bang" and her face was pressed against the door.

Before he had time to think carefully, Shao Fei smiled apologetically at her and started recording again.

Singing was not difficult for him—or for this body, and the two songs were recorded quickly.During the later stage of sound revision, Shao Fei stood by the window in a daze.

The recording studio is located on a very high floor. From here, one can overlook the bustling and noisy city. There are many tall buildings and heavy traffic. The bright sunshine shines on the head, and the light intersperses between the buildings, like golden curtains.

Shao Fei's body froze suddenly.

He suddenly felt...someone was staring at him!

That gaze came from the upper side of the front, with undisguised viciousness and covetousness in the gaze, as if wanting to swallow him whole in one gulp.

Shao Fei's eyes froze, and he raised his head suddenly!

There are clean and tidy floor-to-ceiling windows in front of me. The sky outside is clear and white clouds are long.

The feeling of peeping in the dark lasted for a whole day, until Shao Fei returned to his downstairs in the evening.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of food came to the nostrils.

Ji Chen is cooking in the kitchen.In order to protect Shao Fei's throat, their diet is generally very light, and they rarely use any stimulating seasonings, but Shao Fei thinks that the taste is very good.He leaned against the door of the kitchen, looking at the busy figure of the man through the faint smoke—broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and lean, skilled in chopping vegetables, with superb knife skills, the cuffs were rolled up to the upper arms, revealing smooth and beautiful muscle texture .

His sharp eyebrows and eyes faded in the smoke, as if the sharp blade was willing to put the knife back into its sheath, confining himself in the small kitchen and in the fireworks of the world.

Ji Chen stretched out his ape arm, hooked the oil bottle in the corner, and poured down the chopped vegetables with his left hand. With the sound of "Zi La La", a new round of aroma rushed towards his face.

The man turned his head and saw Shao Fei standing at the door.

"Are you back?" His eyes lit up, and he frowned again. With both hands occupied, he simply pushed his elbow against the door, "Go out and wait, it will be over soon."

Shao Fei hooked his long legs and refused to let him close: "It's okay, it's boring to wait, let me have a look."

Ji Chen feigned anger and said, "What are you looking at? I don't know if I can't smell the smoke in my throat?"

"It doesn't matter once or twice." The corners of Shao Fei's mouth rose slightly.

Memory told him that neither he nor Ji Chen knew how to cook at first, and the family could not open the pot all day long, but at some point, Ji Chen's cooking skills suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, and the heavy responsibility of cooking at home naturally fell on him.

But "Shao Fei" knew the reason.More than once he saw the burns on Ji Chen's hands, and more than once he overheard Zhuang Pingting yelling at Ji Chen, saying that if she couldn't learn it, she would go back and blow up her kitchen.

Obviously it was a memory whose authenticity could not be confirmed, but Shao Fei couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

A golden light suddenly flashed across his forehead, and a whisper sounded in the distant void:

"It is detected that the emotional value "love" has risen, the current progress: 30%."

After dinner, Shao Fei was forced to go out for a walk, and the two went home to watch TV together for a while, discussing the plot and actors casually.During the period, Ji Chen was peeling apples for Shao Fei, and the fruit knife was flexibly flipped at his fingertips, as if he was moving his fingers, the apples turned around a few times, and the peeled skin formed a perfect circle.

Shao Fei looked at the smooth and unmarked apple, and said cautiously: "Actually, I don't really like things that look like eggs..."

Under Ji Chen's scorching eyes with a smile on his face, Shao Fei wittily silenced the second half of his sentence.

In view of the mischief yesterday, and the two of them still have work tomorrow, Ji Chen didn't do anything out of the ordinary, just hooked him into his arms before going to sleep, and printed a series of gentle kisses between his forehead and hair .

The body is already used to this kind of life, and Shao Fei doesn't hate this warm feeling.Even when he fell asleep with his pillow on Ji Chen's chest, he was eager to poke the elastic muscles under his body - of course, after seeing Ji Chen's wolf-like eyes, the plan was quickly canceled, and Shao Fei turned his head. Fell into the quilt, covered his head and pretended to sleep.

The next day, Shao Fei went on schedule as usual, following Zhuang Pingting's instructions, wandering here and there for a while, feeling like a puppet being manipulated at will.

There was only a small accident on the way. When he was stuck in traffic on the road, he opened the window to look at the scenery boredly. As a result, the white Chery on the opposite side also pulled down the window, revealing a face flushed with excitement: "Fei Fei! Are you Fifi?"

Shao Fei: "..."

The first time he met a fan, he felt quite fresh. After thinking for a while, he smiled naturally and responded: "Coincidentally, many people say that I look a lot like him."

The female fan was suspicious for a moment and understood in seconds.

Then they chatted for a while in the middle of the traffic-filled road, chattering all over the place, almost exchanging wechat messages—unfortunately, Zhuang Pingting next to her coughed coldly, and Shao Fei had no choice but to give up.

When the car finally diverted, both of them were reluctant to leave, and both were a little complacent: Shao Fei was content to cover the vest, and the girl was content to cover the vest for the idol, and everyone was happy.

After he left, the white Chery found a street and stopped.

The girl took out her mobile phone and eagerly logged onto the forum: Fei Fei is so cute!He actually thought that there were people with similar looks to him in the world!

Someone quickly replied——

2nd Floor: Sofa! ps does not exist!

3rd floor: The sofa... poked the fart of the 2nd floor.share. ps I haven't seen it on the 3rd floor, do you know the 4th floor?

4th floor: 4th floor is on the way to assassinate the landlord, 5th floor you say

5th floor: No photo, the 5th floor is about to die!

……

The building is getting longer and longer, and the bottom is full of mourning.

With her own hands, she set off a wave of swords and swords, and the girl nodded in satisfaction, ready to call it a day.

She just put down her phone—

A black shadow suddenly rushed in from the car window, turning into a pool of black mud like jelly, covering the girl's cheeks on her back!

"what--!"

The screams were sharp, piercing the long street.

Pedestrians on both sides of the road looked sideways, and a bold young man stepped forward and knocked on the car door: "What's the matter, are you okay?"

In the backlight, the girl in the car seat raised her head, her makeup was exquisite, and her expression was cold.

"none of your business?"

The young man was choked speechless, and felt that his good intentions had turned into a donkey's liver and lungs. Seeing that the other party looked good, he resisted not raising his middle finger, only turned around and "spit", and left indignantly.

In the car, the girl picked up her phone, and the screen lit up, displaying the forum page.

She frowned, deleted all the posts under her name, and threw her phone away.

The phone bounced a few times and fell under the passenger seat.

The girl raised her head blankly, not knowing what she was thinking, after a long while, she let out a long breath and said in a low voice, "It's really boring."

The author has something to say:

A sweet daily life with a hidden crisis~

Cough... I hope my dirty rubbing didn't scare you...