Morbid Attachment

What Qi Boyan doesn't like, he has to learn not to like.

Feng chuī's ankles were a little cold, and Qi Boyan walked out from behind the door and supported Ji Wang's waist.

He just took a shower when Ji Wang disappeared, standing in the courtyard.

Qi Boyan: "Are you standing here?"

Ji Wang raised the big scissors in his hand: "Do something I should have done a long time ago."

Qi Boyan: "What?"

Ji Wang pointed at the flower room with scissors: "Aren't you afraid of that place?"

For so many years, I have not dared to touch or clean it up.

Like an old sore that won't heal.

Qi Boyan was afraid of that place, so afraid that even the windows were closed. Although Qi Boyan said that the window was to imprison him, it was transformed into that.

Ke Ji Wang guessed that the more reason was probably because Lin Wanyan committed suicide there.

Qi Boyan hugged Ji Wang: "Let's go in."

Ji Wang didn't move: "If you want to stay there, we will stay. If you don't want it, my brother will help you push it down."

It was the first time that he used the self-proclaimed brother's name, and he was not used to it, but at this moment, he felt that this name was more suitable and could give Qi Boyan a sense of security.

Ji Wang can do everything for Qi Boyan, solve the things he is afraid of, the problems he worries about, and the future he wants.

Qi Boyan twitched his eyelashes, stared straight at Ji Wang for a long time, and then said softly, "Don't stay."

Ji Wang pressed his head and hugged the person into his arms, he felt Qi Boyan's tears wet his shoulders, he didn't say not to cry, just whispered: "Okay, I'll push it for you. Flatten it."

The house that symbolized Qi Boyan's nightmare had been levelled and ended in less than a day.

When the workers were operating the tools and making a loud noise, Qi Boyan was staying in Ji Wang's small house, drinking the sugar water that his brother cooked for him.

Recently, he is also treating the problem of losing his sense of taste. The taste is coming back little by little. The first thing he tastes is the sweetness.

When he tasted the faint sweetness, he was kissing Ji Wang, and the other party had a piece of fructose in his mouth, which tasted like peach.

Facts have proved that flowers blooming in the sun can bloom more vividly.

When the summer of another year comes, Qi Boyan's public love news has gradually disappeared, and there is no more exaggeration than the bloodbath of the hot search list for half a month.

There are all kinds of guesses on the Internet, from Qi Boyan's debut partner, to scandals, and even Ji Wang.

Director Chen told him that when the martial arts film was nominated for the well-known Golden Film Award in China, Ji Wang was shooting the third film with Director Chen.

He played the role of a flower farmer.

Ji Wang didn't even take off his dirty gloves, so he congratulated Director Chen first.

Chen Sheng sighed: "I've already won so many nominations, what's there to congratulate, it's you who should be congratulated."

Ji Wang couldn't keep his eyes open from the summer sun, he said confusedly, "What do you mean?"

Chen Sheng: "Congratulations, Xiaoji, since you won the best newcomer, you may win the best male lead."

Without waiting for Ji Wang to reply, Chen Sheng hurriedly added: "Although it may be just a nomination."

Ji Wang's shovel fell: "Director Chen, don't lie to me!"

Chen Sheng: "You little bastard, what's the benefit of me lying to you, waiting for Qi Boyan to tear down my old bones."

Chen Sheng: "Speaking of what that stinky boy has been tossing about making movies recently, he wants to be his own boss behind the scenes?"

Ji Wang: "Yeah, he wants to try something else. I think it's pretty good, he's talented in everything he does."

Chen Sheng: "Don't be so stubborn, as long as he has something to do with movies, he won't do it at all."

Ji Wang: "He can't do it. Isn't there a master like you, so you can't teach?"

Chen Sheng: "Oh, what's the matter with the lights, I'll be busy first, I'll give you a week off, and let's go to the awards ceremony."

On the night of the awards ceremony, Ji Wang and Qi Boyan were backstage, sharing a dressing room.

Ji Wang was nothing, but Qi Boyan was very nervous. After putting on makeup, I walked around the room.

Qi Boyan: "Old man Chen's popularity is too bad, no one secretly told him who is the best male protagonist?"

Ji Wang was picking the color of his bow tie. Hearing that, he glanced at Qi Boyan: "Don't talk nonsense, how could Director Chen know what the result was. His movie was also shortlisted, so it's not normal to keep him secret."

Qi Boyan sat on the sofa anxiously and pulled his bow tie: "Why is it more nervous than the first time I took the golden microphone."

Ji Wang: "Come here and help me pick a bow tie."

Qi Boyan walked over and picked a color similar to his own bow tie. He is now sparing no effort to show his affection, even if only in secret.

At this time, the silver hairpin on Qi Boyan's hair fell off and fell under the makeup table.

Ji Wang bent over to pick it up, and when he was about to reach Qi Boyan's hand, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

They all remembered that when they first met each other, Ji Wang picked up Qi Boyan's hairpin, but he didn't return it.

Now, he also didn't pay it back, but stuffed it into his pocket.

Ji Wang: "Just treat it as a lucky charm for me."

When he was offstage, he and Qi Boyan were seated next to each other, because Qi Boyan also participated in the movie.