After Qi Ji got off the bus, Wan Chukong was already waiting outside.

The wind at night is warm and even a little stuffy. Wan Chukong's figure is so easy to recognize. You can see a figure in the vast night. The "sacred face" blown out of the circle by fans is exposed in front of people without any concealment. Qi Ji walked over and silently pulled the mask on his face in order not to appear out of place.

"Good evening." Wan Chukong greeted him very naturally.

The last time I met, I went to Qiji's house.

Qi Ji nodded and replied, "Good evening". It was already twelve o'clock in the morning, and it was pitch black all around. Scattered vehicles passing by the avenue were the loudest sound.

The two of them walked the path that was shaded by the trees. The doors that would open nearby during this period were in addition to convenience stores and street stalls.

"Is it okay to go to places with fewer individuals? It's not convenient for us to do this." Wan Chukong spoke at the right time.

Qi Ji nodded in agreement, but the closer he walked to the snack street, the smell of barbecue and seafood came, and the already numb stomach was gradually awakened.

He is so hungry.

There are completely different worlds in the streets and alleys, even the trees are surrounded by orange light bulbs. The atmosphere is like a festival, and there are many people around the open air tables.

According to Qi Ji's original plan, he should be eating a rice ball and drinking a glass of sweet orange juice in the empty space in the convenience store, and perhaps he would also reward himself with an extra pudding.

But as soon as Wan Chukong appeared, he was completely taken away. Although he was confused where the two of them were going, he still couldn't ask for a long time.

You can't kidnap him away.

Just follow it.

Before he could get to the place, Wan Chukong asked Qi Ji first: "Will you be so busy until the end of next month?"

Qi Ji thought about it: "It's almost the same, because not only rehearsals, but also announcements to run, and time needs to be coordinated."

Wan Chukong nodded, "That's quite hard."

Qi Ji hurriedly said: "It's not hard or hard, everyone is the same."

Wan Chukong looked at him with interest, "Where is the same?"

Qi Ji racked his brains: "You should also remember lines and actions when filming, and enter the character's emotions..."

Wan Chukong suddenly asked him: "Have you seen the TV series I acted in?"

Qi Ji was so distressed that he was afraid that he had never seen it, so the other party silenced himself again, so he said with a grudge: "I have only watched the movie..."

“Which one?”

Qi Ji: "..."

Saying "Cicada Time" will definitely be silenced.

Qi Ji stammered, Wan Chukong's voice was light, and he sounded very gentle, but his words were: "I haven't seen it before, so don't lie specifically, I won't mind."

Qi Ji couldn't help feeling guilty and whispered his name.

Wan Chukong got closer, "Sorry, I didn't hear it clearly."

Qi Ji was ready to die and repeated it again with normal volume.

Wan Chukong didn't even blink his eyes, just said, "That's a long time ago, and it can't be counted."

Huh? Didn’t this mean this is a minefield?

Wan Chukong did not explode either.

"Why can't it be counted?" Qi Ji plucked up the courage to ask.

"It used to be the past, now it is now." Wan Chukong laughed after answering, "You are not wrong, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Qi Ji lied casually: "Maybe because you are too high, it puts a little pressure on me."

There were six people in the group, four of them were taller than him. But no one ever gave him this feeling. The other party did nothing and had a gentle attitude, but Qi Ji just dared not look at him. It seemed that the man and him were not the same species, and once they looked at each other, they would be caught.

"Then I can lower it a little." Wan Chukong said as he approached him. Qi Ji subconsciously raised his head, and the distance suddenly shortened, and there was a shadow of each other in his eyes. Wan Chukong raised the hat on Qi Ji's head, pointing his fingers across the air to the bridge of his nose, "Did you wear beautiful contact lenses today?"

Qi Ji shook his mind and blinked slowly. His eyelashes seemed to touch Wan Chukong's fingertips, and it seemed to be his illusion, "...no."

It is not entirely a bad thing to be a world of blur.

Now his vision is Wan Chukong's handsome face that is almost impossible to find fault, and even the light-colored mole on the bridge of his nose is clearly visible. Sometimes he has to sigh that God has never made people fairly, and good-looking people even have the mole on their faces.

Wan Chukong suddenly stood up straight and pointed behind him: "Turn your head, it's here."

Qi Ji was still confused. He followed the instructions and turned back. He saw a very ordinary store in the alley, and there were many people inside. He hesitated whether to go in. Wan Chukong directly grabbed his arm and led him to the side door.

"It's here."

When we arrived at the backyard, Wan Chukong lifted the curtain of the kitchen and greeted him inside. The proprietress walked out with a smile, with a round face, which was very blessed.

Qi Ji stood aside and listened to the two people's speeches. From the conversation between the two people, he learned that this person was Wan Chukong's mother's friend and a neighbor. Until Wan Chukong introduced to the woman: "I bring my friends to have dinner."

The woman then saw Qi Ji behind him. Qi Ji wore a hat and most of her face could not be seen in the shadow.

Qi Ji quickly took off his hat, and the light shone out of the room, illuminating his eyes, "Hello."

"Ah." The woman quickly glanced at Wan Chukong, "Come into the house and sit, and you can see that she is like a big star like Shan'er!"

Qi Ji noticed the woman's name to Wan Chukong and couldn't help but look up at him.

Wan Chukong happened to be watching him, and the two of them were catching up.

Wan Chukong asked calmly: "What are you looking at?"

Qi Ji immediately felt guilty: "...I'm sorry."

I will pay attention next time and secretly watch next time.

"I'm sorry?"

Wan Chukong can always ask questions that others cannot answer with a calm look on his face.

Qi Ji was obviously not in the category of "others", because he answered sincerely: "We shouldn't look at you."

Wan Chukong raised his hand and hesitated for a moment, finally landed his hand on his head and pushed it gently, "I didn't say I can't see it."

People with outstanding appearances have been seen since childhood, so Wan Chukong naturally would not catch everyone who looked at him and ask you what you were looking at.

But he refused to let Qi Ji go.

The backyard was very quiet. After the two of them sat down, Wan Chukong asked him: "Are you hungry?"

Qi Ji is no longer reserved and focuses on the key points.

Wan Chukong stood up, "Wait a minute, I'll go urge me."

Qi Ji was in an unfamiliar place and was a little restrained. He lowered his head and put his mouth on the wall of the cup and pecked at the water. He was not thirsty or hungry.

The light fell on his head and whirled. When Wan Chukong came back, he saw his behavior like a small animal.

"Your hair," the man spoke, Qi Ji immediately raised his head, and the corners of Wan Chukong's mouth curled up, "It's lighter than in the photo."

"What photo?" Where did the photos come from?

Wan Chukong looked calm: "I forgot where I saw it, it might be the one you will send it."

Qi Ji was completely stunned this time, his expression appeared blank: "...Why should I pay attention to my fan club?"

"No attention." Wan Chukong said, "I saw it during the search."

It's even more strange, okay!

Why search him!

But then the waiter who served the food came, and Qi Ji's attention was instantly diverted.

It smells so good. I don’t know if I’m too hungry, but Qi Ji thinks that the two dishes in front of him must be very delicious.

Wan Chukong even pushed the plate at him, "You can eat it before the dishes are served."

"Didn't you have eaten?" Qi Ji raised his head. The light hair color could not match the dark eyebrows. When he dyed his hair, the hairstylist dyed his eyebrows, which was one degree darker than the light gold color, making his eyes darker, as if water was contained in his pupils.

Wan Chukong twisted his fingers that were slightly red from the heat of the plate, "Well, I'll eat with you."

The dishes are all ordinary home-cooked dishes. Qi Ji put a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin into his mouth. The tip of his tongue was instantly wrapped in heat. He fell back and forth a few times before swallowing it.

Qi Ji said, "It tastes so delicious." There seemed to be a tail behind him.

Light golden kitten.

Very special.

The tip of the tongue was burned red, it was the cat's tongue.

Wan Chukong was obviously used to the food here and did not show any special expression.

Because there was lights at a distance, Qi Ji soon found that Wan Chukong had tiny fluff stuck to his body, and subconsciously reached out to pick it.

Wan Chukong also subconsciously avoided it.

Qi Ji withdrew his hand, "There are cat hairs."

Wan Chukong pursed his lower lip, his eyelashes fell, and a shadow of black crows, "Yeah, thank you."

This was just a small episode, and Qi Ji quickly threw it behind him.

The long-term habit made him put down his chopsticks when he was eighty-minute full. Wan Chukong asked him: "Are you full?"
To be continued...