Yan Xiao's heart beat violently, and his eardrums swelled violently.
"Familiar." He repeated these two words, looking at Ye Fei without blinking, as if he wanted to see into his heart from his face.
"Well," Ye Fei stood up, poked the small pendant with her hand, thoughtfully, "I seem to have bought it too..."
He returned the key to Yan Xiao: "Let me tell you, the classmates around me either liked Kobe or Iverson, and I like Nowitzki alone, and the jerseys are all number 42."
Ye Fei smiled, and his eyes fell on Yan Xiao's face: "I didn't expect to find a fellow friend after so many years. President Yan also watches the NBA?"
Yan Xiao said, "I don't want to watch it."
Ye Fei was startled for a moment, then said "Oh" quite indifferently, and automatically interpreted Yan Xiao's words as saying that she watched it in the past, but not now. This is normal. In fact, his liking didn't last long. The heavy study tasks in the third year of high school left him no time to think about anything else.
When I went to university and had other hobbies, I couldn't even think of my former idol. After all, the top of the wall is always new.
Yan Xiao guessed that he just grabbed a key chain from somewhere and used it, it didn't have any special meaning.
"It's time to change the key chain," Ye Fei turned and walked to the door of his house, suggesting, "This one is so old."
Not only is it old, but there is also a red spot on it, as if it has been dyed with red ink. I don't know how Yan Xiao, who has always been neat and tidy, endured it.
Ye Fei took out the key to open the door, and just as the keyhole turned around, Yan Xiao suddenly called his name from the side: "Ye Fei, your..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the phone rang suddenly. Yan Xiao was unmoved, and wanted to continue asking, but Ye Fei raised his chin at him: "Pick up the phone."
After speaking, he opened the door and entered the house.
Yan Xiao watched him open and close the door, lowered his eyes and pressed the connection: "You better be busy."
Cheng Minghao on the other side of the phone felt his back go cold, he didn't understand why he was so angry suddenly, and stammered: "Just... I want to discuss with you about the cooperation with the university's postdoctoral mobile station."
During this time, Yan Xiao got off work on time, so a lot of work fell on Cheng Minghao. Otherwise, in the past, he didn't know where he was going at this time.
When it came to business, Yan Xiao's tone became much calmer. While opening the door, he sorted out the cooperation process for Cheng Minghao.
After finishing the call, Yan Xiao sat on the sofa, staring at the small pendant in a daze.
Like Ye Fei, his apartment is more than 60 square meters. The sofa is small, much cramped than the previous villa.
But Yan Xiao didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He used to sleep in the Datong bunk where more than 20 people slept, and what he wanted most was a bed of his own. Compared with it, the conditions here are not too good.
The pendant is indeed very old, no matter how carefully he preserves it, the white jersey has already started to turn yellow, and it can be seen at a glance that it has been used for many years.
Yan Xiao stretched out his fingers, and gently grasped the cold keychain, as if he could grasp the connection with Ye Fei by doing so.
It's good not to remember, Yan Xiao said to himself.
In that way, in Ye Fei's eyes, he would always be Yan Xiao who could satisfy his any request anytime and anywhere, instead of the poor and embarrassed Yan Xiao who couldn't make up fifty yuan after touching his whole body.
It's just that unwillingness and selfishness often make trouble, no matter how superficial and difficult, Yan Xiao hopes to leave a little trace in Ye Fei's heart, even if it is a little.
In the next few days, the number of broadcasts of "Please Sober" increased steadily. The entertainment groups of major forums are almost all discussion posts of this drama. The power of fans' self-awareness is terrifying. Within a week, "Please Wake Up" has become popular all over the Internet.
With this, Tianxi Entertainment became famous in one fell swoop, and the latest TV series they prepared no longer had to worry about investment issues, and major advertisers also came to the door one after another. Gu Ruijia is proud of the spring breeze, busy every day without touching the ground, and is quite ready to do a big job.
"Ye Fei, come, let's take a photo." Gu Ruijia pushed the door in, and dragged Ye Fei out.
Ye Fei straightened her hair: "What photo?"
"The company's official website is updated with a group photo of the founders." Gu Ruijia took Ye Fei to the dressing room and motioned for the makeup artist to come over and do his makeup. "The homepage of our current official website is too ugly. The design department has designed a new version. Change it in a few days."
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes slightly: "Are you looking down on me?"
"What?" Gu Ruijia sat down beside him and called another makeup artist.
"Just kidding," Ye Fei sneered, "With my face, do I need special make-up for taking pictures?"
Gu Ruijia turned to look at him.
Ye Fei was wearing a thin light blue denim shirt today, with three buttons on the chest, revealing her fair and tight chest. The clothes were supposed to be more serious, but he wore them with a sense of slutty.
At this moment, he was lazily leaning against the back of the chair, with his long legs stretched forward and crossed, the tails of his eyes slightly raised, his face was beautiful and vivid, and he could instantly kill everyone without makeup.
Didn't you see that even makeup artists who have seen many celebrities are sneaking at him.
But Gu Ruijia was not used to him, and said with a sneer, "Why, isn't it too thick-skinned to paint?"
"Jealousy makes people ugly." Ye Fei closed his eyes and asked the makeup artist to clean his skin. "No wonder the first reaction when I heard the photo was to put on makeup."
"You fucking—" Gu Ruijia was about to beat him up as soon as he slapped the table, but was stopped by the makeup artist.
"Mr. Gu," the makeup artist wondered, "I'm doing skin care, please wait."
Gu Ruijia snorted, but finally calmed down.
The company has a professional photographer, taking a group photo is nothing more than a piece of cake. But Gu Ruijia had a lot of things to do, sometimes he disliked the wrong posture, and sometimes he felt that the expression was inappropriate. After more than half an hour of tossing, he was barely satisfied.
"Don't drag me to take pictures in the future." Ye Fei walked out of the studio expressionlessly.
Gu Ruijia smiled awkwardly, but didn't speak for a reason.
It's not that he's picky, it's that the difference in appearance between him and Ye Fei is so great that even makeup can't make up for it.
what can he do Just look for more angles.
"Why is it so hot?" Ye Fei frowned and fanned the wind with her hands.
"No." Gu Ruijia stood at the air vent and felt it, "The air conditioner is on normally." He turned to Ye Fei, and just about to tease Ye Fei, when he saw Ye Fei's face was flushed, even the jaw line was red took a slice.
"Wait a minute." Gu Ruijia walked around in front of him, pulled down his collar and stared at his face carefully.
"Why," Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, "Finally found out that your true love is me?"
"Get out!" Gu Ruijia scolded angrily, and turned on the front camera of the phone, "Look for yourself, I always think you are a little abnormally popular."
Ye Fei frowned and looked over, the small red dots on his cheekbones were clearly reflected in the mirror image of the screen.
"Looks like I'm allergic," Gu Ruijia put down the phone, frowned and thought, "You haven't touched anything..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Could it be those cosmetics, right? But I'm fine."
"It's possible," Ye Fei immediately walked towards the elevator, "I'll go to the hospital."
There is a tertiary hospital near their company. Gu Ruijia was worried and went with him. The final diagnosis turned out to be a cosmetic allergy. But it's not serious. With the ointment prescribed by the doctor, it will be cured after a few days of rubbing.
"It's a pity, I didn't take a picture of your frustration just now," Gu Ruijia gloated and giggled, "I'll see you later."
At this moment, the small red dots on Ye Fei's face had spread into red spots, mainly distributed on the cheeks and forehead, completely different from her usual handsome and handsome appearance.
Ye Fei smiled indifferently, and looked generously at the eyes of passers-by: "I think you haven't learned Chinese well in elementary school, and you don't even understand the truth that flaws can't hide their strengths."
Gu Ruijia: "..."
Gu Ruijia felt like vomiting, and immediately pulled away from him by one meter. But jokes are jokes, I still told him: "Don't forget to apply the medicine every six hours."
Ye Fei nodded, accepting his kindness.
At night, Ye Fei was applying ointment to the mirror when there was a knock on the door suddenly, and Yan Xiao's voice came from outside the door: "Ye Fei, it's me."
Ye Fei's fingers paused, and she subconsciously changed her back to the door: "Is there something wrong?"
With this face on his face, he could walk through the market indifferently, but he didn't want to face Yan Xiao like this.
Yan Xiao gave a "hmm" and said, "You open the door first."
"Let's talk on WeChat if you have something to do," Ye Fei said vaguely, "I'm inconvenient right now."
Yan Xiao was startled for a moment, thinking that the inconvenience he mentioned meant taking a bath, so he said, "It's okay, I can wait."
"What's the matter?" Ye Fei walked to the door with the ointment in his hands, but still didn't open the door, "That's okay?"
Yan Xiao always felt that something was wrong with Ye Fei, after thinking about it, he insisted: "No."
Ye Fei hesitated for a moment, and said: "Then wait a moment." She ran to the bedroom, took a mask, put it on, and put a hat on her head, then turned around and opened the door: "Let's talk."
He didn't meet Yan Xiao's eyes, but turned his face slightly, as if there was something very attractive to him on the door frame.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao looked at him for a few seconds, pointed at his mask and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Fei let Yan Xiao in sideways, and walked in with his slippers: "I'm allergic."
"Let me see." Yan Xiao immediately grabbed Ye Fei's wrist, with a serious face, as if he had encountered something important.
"No need," Ye Fei hurriedly hid back and refused, "I've already gone to the hospital for an examination, and I'll be fine soon."
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao pressed his shoulder to prevent him from moving, and said stubbornly, "Let me see."
Seeing that Ye Fei didn't respond, she paused and added, "I'm not worried, okay?"
He was much stronger than Ye Fei, but he didn't forcefully lift Ye Fei's mask, but just held his wrist and asked his permission very seriously.
Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then smiled with her lips curled up: "Okay."
He took off his mask, threw his hat on the sofa, and raised his face at Yan Xiao: "It's rare for you to be so ugly, let me open your eyes."
Yan Xiao didn't answer, he watched Ye Fei silently, and moved his fingers, as if he wanted to touch those red and swollen places. But afraid of Ye Fei's pain, he didn't touch Ye Fei in the end, and only asked him: "Is there any medicine?"
"Just getting ready," Ye Fei unscrewed the ointment in her hand again, sat on the sofa, raised her eyebrows and said with a light smile, "Isn't it because you have something urgent to look for, of course President Yan is the first."
Yan Xiao said "I'll do it", took the ointment in his hand and squeezed a little on his fingertips, lifted Ye Fei's chin, and slowly applied it down from his forehead.
"Boss Yan's strength is itching, so hurry up and apply it," Ye Fei turned his eyes away, and said with a smile, "Did you slow down on purpose, so that you can look at my ugly face for a while..."
Before the next words could be said, his red and swollen face was suddenly held up by both hands.
Ye Fei looked at Yan Xiao blankly.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name, and said, "Can I kiss you?"
Before Ye Fei could answer, he lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of Ye Fei's right lip.
"It's not ugly at all," Yan Xiao said, and kissed the left corner of his lips again, "It's very beautiful."