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Dongjun's mouse: my hands are shaking
A piece of glass in the Galaxy Building: Don't say it, I'm shaking all over
Young Mistress Galaxy: I dare not watch it
The same information was quickly swiped up one by one, and an atmosphere of panic spread throughout the group.
Lin Xun felt the same way.
Mistress of the Galaxy: Fish... Don't send it, I'm afraid of my cardiac arrest.
The girls joined in.
Mistress of the Galaxy: Who is the other party? Are you sure? What size photo
A sauerkraut fish: I can't be sure it's a love relationship, there's no such thing, but you know, my husband usually doesn't get close to strangers, it's too abnormal
Mistress of the Galaxy: Can you see your face
A pickled fish: my hands are shaking
A pickled fish: There is a profile, and my girlfriend said that Galaxy has been talking about this privately these days. She saw Dongjun take someone off work that day with her own eyes and got into the same car
Lin Xun went crazy.
Mistress of the Galaxy: Who is that
A sauerkraut fish: I don't know, I'm not a business person, nor a person in the industry. I should be quite young. My best friend said that she is beautiful and looks like a little star.
Young Mistress Galaxy: Grass.
Dongjun's keyboard: grass.
Dongjun's mouse: grass.
Dongjun's green axis: grass.
Young Mistress Galaxy: @dongjun's green axis, are you still there? I thought you were off the powder
Dongjun's Green Axis: No, the reality is a bit busy.
Lin Xun didn't focus on chatting with the young lady at all. His fingertips were cold now, and the blood flowing in his veins was no longer blood, but concentrated sulfuric acid.
I have never had an intersection with a man in my life, it's okay, it's normal.
But the other is with a man, no.
A pickled fish: I'm ready
Young Mistress Galaxy: Okay, come on, I don't really believe that my husband is in a relationship anyway.
A pickled fish: Okay, then I'll post it, you'll know when you read it
Lin Xun: "..."
Early death and early birth.
His chest was tight, and the pointer was lying on his chest.
Thinking of the pointer, he felt sad again - if the man already has a boyfriend, what does it mean for him to foster the pointer with him? Is it because your boyfriend is allergic to cat fur
He took a deep breath, turned off the screen, and counted to the ceiling for 180 seconds. After three minutes, he opened the chat interface again.
In just three minutes, the wife fans have already swiped about 500 articles.
The one who spoke the most was the lady boss.
Mistress of the Galaxy: sour
Mistress of the Galaxy: I'm broken
Mistress of the Galaxy: Fish, I think it's true
Seeing this series of heartbreaking speeches, Lin Xun was also buried completely.
He turned his heart down and started to turn upwards.
The entire group chat history has simply turned into a vast ocean - it was cried out by the girls.
Occasionally there are some discussions about boyfriends.
"It's really not ugly, I'm sour. Is it enough to look good?"
"This person has never appeared in my husband's social circle, so where did he come out? He entered the room at once?"
"Mom, I didn't want to hide their actions at all."
"It looks like a 20-year-old boy, vase, I bet Dongjun is probably just playing around."
"It's just a beautiful vase, I'm not that uncomfortable anymore."
Looking at it like this, the concentrated sulfuric acid in Lin Xun's veins has quietly deteriorated and turned into aqua regia.
Vase, do you match it
You are not worthy.
Maybe his reaction was too great, the pointer that Yuan Anran was lying on his chest also raised his head, gave him a "meow", and then leaned over to try to look at his phone.
- The intelligence quotient of this little liar often made Lin Xun think it was an essence, so he didn't show the pointer, he buried himself in the quilt together with the mobile phone, and continued to turn forward.
A picture appears ahead.
Lin Xun didn't dare to take a closer look at it at first glance. After doing some psychological construction, he squinted his eyes, intending to pick on the rumored boyfriend.
- The next second, his heart beat heavily, and then it started beating wildly.
Background, Galactic Hall.
The main components of the picture are two people, or the backs of two people, and one of them is obviously Dongjun.
He was leaning slightly to look at the people around him, the arc of his profile was gentle, as if he was listening intently to the people around him.
At the same time, his left hand took a black thing from the man's hand, which seemed to be a mobile phone.
The two hands were so close together that they seemed to be on the verge of touching.
Lin Xun: "???"
Lin Xun: "..."
Lin Xun's brain gradually went blank.
Lin Xun lost his IQ.
There's no other reason, the fancy black coat that his boyfriend is wearing is the one he owns - like the one of a rebellious truant boy with no emotion.
And this scene was very familiar to him.
— That was the day he and Dongjun watched a movie about artificial intelligence and went to dinner together.
It is this picture that seals their relationship. According to these little girls, the mobile phone, the current mobile phone, is an item that is too personal, and Dongjun took this person's mobile phone, which means that they are definitely not ordinary business partner or friend.
No, it's not like that.
Lin Xun thought to himself, this matter is not complicated, he was discussing the movie with Dong Jun, then he remembered a paper, and then showed it to Dong Jun - this is purely academic exchange.
His mind seemed a little out of order, and his fingers turned up mechanically.
The second image is in the parking lot, where a boy who skips class sits in a black Bentley that doesn't match his style.
Turning up again, there is actually a third one.
Lin Xun: "..."
The third one really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it out.
The third picture is in the rest area of the Milky Way, the place to eat snacks.
An unnamed boy who skipped class had his black jacket zippered to the top of the stand collar. The jacket was very loose, so the sleeves were a little long, and only half of the back of his hand and fingers were exposed. Holding a glass of orange juice and a straw in his mouth, he was looking at Dongjun.
Looking at each other, he looked at Dongjun, and Dongjun looked at him.
Probably the function of the camera, no matter what kind of looking at each other, once the camera freezes, the atmosphere is immediately ambiguous.
—In the photo, Lin Xun has a smile on his face, while Dong Jun is serious.
Just these three photos.
Lin Xun had already suffocated himself half to death under the quilt. Hearing the anxious meowing outside, he pulled the quilt away.
The cool water of the night generally covered his mind, calming him down a little.
So, his sour person is himself
Dongjun's rumored boyfriend is also himself
The sourness came and went sour to himself, and he didn't know what expression to use to face it for a while.
Perhaps, this is the highest state of lemon essence.
He was very happy that Dongjun didn't keep any small vases or have any boyfriends.
He felt very guilty again, the girls in the group might have been sad for nothing, and this kind of groundless rumors would also trouble Dongjun.
However, at the same time, he had an indescribable mood.
It's like the kind of secret joy that I don't dare let people know about when I successfully do something bad when I was a child.
The pointer came over.
He fished the pointer into his arms, and the kitten's touch was very soft, which calmed him down a lot.
He looked at the pointer and thought, maybe he really is a cyborg.
Otherwise, why are you happy
The pointer stretched out his claws to pull his mobile phone, Lin Xun held it down, and held the thing firmly in his arms.
The pointer let out a light meow, but didn't resist at first, but after a while, it crawled forward, and its soft claws pushed Lin Xun, and then bit his neck.
The fluffy touch made it ticklish, Lin Xun smiled while hiding: "What are you doing?"
The pointer looked down at him and reached out again to touch his eyes.
Lin Xun: "You urged me to sleep?"
Pointer: "Meow."
Lin Xun: "I can't sleep."
The pointer tilted his head: "Meow?"
Lin Xun: "Your family is so annoying..."
The pointer blinked: "Meow..."
Lin Xun: "Who else have you been in foster care?"
The pointer's eyes were empty, and it seemed that he didn't understand anything.
Lin Xun didn't expect it to understand. He put it on the pillow and rolled around with the quilt in his arms. He didn't know how long he fluttered, and finally fell asleep.
The next morning, he was woken up by the banging of the door.
Wang An'an broke through the door with his mobile phone in hand: "You're in trouble."
Lin Xun: "?"
He took Wang An'an's mobile phone and found that it was the interface of Weibo.
Number one on the hot search list.
#dongjun boyfriend#
Lin Xun: "I..."
He clicked in and started scrolling down.
His psychological quality is actually not bad, but he suffered a short-term dementia last night. Now he has adjusted his mentality and is ready for the three photos and chat records in the group to be posted.
However, the truth was different from what he thought, and it was not one of the three photos that was ranked first.
- It's yesterday's airport photo.
The girl who posted on Weibo wrote: "Suddenly I saw the little brother in the hot search, I found out that I just met by chance yesterday, and asked for a group photo."
In the photo, he, the girl, a pointer with a head sticking out of the cat bag.
The photos are extremely clear, and the beauty of the pointer is beautifully presented.
As for Lin Xun himself - he doesn't feel anything, but based on years of experience, his photos are generally not ugly.
The number of comments and retweets were extremely terrifying. He clicked on the comment and saw a picture.
Dongjun's WeChat avatar, the back of a white cat.
The content of the comment is: "The cat's ears are the same shape, the same color, the same body, okay, sit tight. I will ask everyone under what circumstances would you be relieved to go out with your cat on your back?"
All right, sit tight.
The second hot comment doesn't seem to be a fan of Dongjun's wife, but a passerby.
Passerby: "Little brother, the stage looks good."
Lin Xun continued to scroll down.
Two-fifths of the crazy howl of the wife's fans, the remaining one-fifth praised the beauty of the pointer, and the other two-fifths praised his face - this part seems to be passers-by gathered to appreciate Dongjun's gold. canary.
Lin Xun silently closed Weibo.
Wang An An: "This news started to explode in the middle of the night. You two crashed the server directly, and just recovered, in the middle of the night! I'm not condemning you, I feel sorry for those programmers, our kind. In a hurry?"
Lin Xun opened his mobile phone and found that his WeChat account had also exploded.
Qi Yun, who was in the first place, sent him dozens of messages.
Inkstone Sect-Feihong: What are you doing, you bastard? You haven't taken your father with you on the hot search for so long
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong: Where did you find the gold master, I want to have it too
Sending Inkstone Zong-Feihong: Where did you buy the hot search
Lin Xun replied indifferently.
A happy pointer: I am on my own, why are you sour.
He started reading other people's news.
Madam Butterfly: Is the baby going to debut~
Mrs Butterfly: Boyfriend is awesome
A happy pointer: It's not a boyfriend, I don't make a debut, it's just an accident qq
qq, continue to the next one.
The next one is Chen Xi.
Chen Xi: What is your relationship with Dongjun
A happy pointer: don't bother you.
Wang An'an was watching: "You really talk to people and talk to ghosts."
Lin Xun continued to pull down.
It looks cool on the surface, but the fingers are actually cold.
Will the explosion of such rumors have a negative impact on Dongjun? What about Galaxy's share price
As for himself... The clear photos have already come out, and the next step is the real information. He is not difficult to find. Not only is he often invited to take pictures by passers-by girls, but he is also a bit discussed in the school forum.
He had never seen this scene.
With trembling eyes, he saw Dongjun's news.
The message was very brief, only one, five minutes ago.
Dongjun: I'm dealing with it, don't be afraid.
A happy pointer: qq
A happy pointer: I'm sorry.
A happy pointer: sorry for your trouble.
Before he could wait for Dongjun's reply, he heard Wang An'an make a "fuck off" sound.
Wang Anan: "You can go to the hot search again to see."
Lin Xun swiped again and saw that the first Weibo photo of the airport was gone. Scrolling further down, many microblogs trying to find his real information through clues also seem to have evaporated from the world.
At this moment, a message suddenly popped up in his special attention on Weibo.
He doesn't use Weibo very often, and pays special attention to only Dongjun.
Lin Xun took a breath and clicked in.
Galaxy-Dongjun: Thank you for your concern. I hope everyone calm down and don't scare that kid ^ ^
Even with Lin Xun's hand speed, he couldn't be regarded as the first person to see this Weibo.
When he saw this, there were already several comments below.
Yinhe-Young Mistress: Okay, I understand, I'm obedient. (speaking while crying
Galaxy-Boss Lady: Can I be on an equal footing with the children? QAQ
Wang Anan: "After all, it's not in the entertainment industry. I don't think his wives are crazy. You probably won't be splashed with acid on the street."
Lin Xun didn't speak, but tapped his fingers on the keyboard.
Wang Anan: "What are you doing?"
The friendship of the same group disappeared, Lin Xun replied under the comment of "Galaxy-Boss Lady".
A jolly lemonade: No.