Your Most Faithful Companion

Chapter 68

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In fact, Ji Mingshu recalled later that that New Year's Eve was very ordinary.

Cen Sen hugged her for a while at the entrance of the alley, the snow was getting thicker and thicker, and the two walked back hand in hand along the path they had taken for a walk.

After returning to the courtyard, they watched the Spring Festival Gala with the elders in the main room for a while. When it was almost midnight, she ate the dumplings, but she couldn't eat any more, so she secretly transferred most of them to Cen Sen.

After the snow stopped, Cen Sen accompanied her to build a snowman outside. She wrote "I like you" on the snow with a branch and dragged Cen Sen to read it. I said it very bluntly. The two got tired of being in front of the snowman for a while, and then went back to the room and played with the mobile phone together under the quilt, talking and laughing.

Cen Sen's smiles are always very shallow, with a relaxed expression, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and his teeth are not exposed much. But people who don't smile usually make people feel very gentle when they smile once in a while.

After that, they didn't do anything inappropriate for children, and when they were tired of chatting, they hugged each other and fell asleep.

It was such an ordinary night that when Ji Mingshu woke up the next day, he sat on the head of the bed stupidly, unable to tell if it was a dream or not.

She once felt that some people may not be born with the ability to love, and it is rare to have a single love. And on New Year's Eve, the single arrow that she had managed to light up suddenly had a response from the other party.

While brushing his teeth, Ji Mingshu didn't spit out all the foam in his mouth, so he turned his head and asked vaguely: "Did Li (you) say that you like nest (me) last night? Nest (I) is not (doing) at the table dream?"

Cen Sen had already finished washing, his broken hair on his forehead was slightly damp, and he looked refreshed and clean.

Seeing that Ji Mingshu's hair was messed up and his face was upturned to ask questions, he took another glass of water and handed it to her, "Brush your teeth well."

Then he twisted the towel again.

Ji Mingshu stared straight at it, thinking that Cen Sen suddenly changed his temper after confessing his love, and knew how to twist a towel to wipe her face.

But within three seconds of her secretly having fun, she saw Cen Sen slowly pressing the towel to wipe off the toothpaste foam she had accidentally sprayed on his clothes.

Ji Mingshu: "..."

How can she believe that this dog man really likes her to be able to share joys and sorrows with her, never leave, have children, and spend the rest of his life with her

Before she could ask a question from the depths of her soul, Cen Sen twisted a towel and wiped her face.

His movements are neither gentle nor skillful, but he is more careful.

After wiping, he leaned over slightly and kissed her on the face, "It's not a dream."

His lips were icy, and there was a minty taste of toothpaste.

Pink bubbles rise up little by little from the bottom of my heart.

Ji Mingshu nodded slowly, then turned to face the mirror, quickly rinsed his mouth silently, and decided to press the question just now back to the depths of his soul.

The Cen family has the habit of watching the age, and when it comes to breakfast, most of the adults have just gotten into bed, and apart from Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen, there are only a few energetic young carrots sitting in the dining room.

Without the elders around, Ji Mingshu didn't care much about the rules, and checked Weibo for a while while eating.

After the bad clipping incident some time ago was reversed, her Weibo gained a full 400,000 fans. After the incident subsided, she cleared all Weibo, but the number of fans is still growing steadily, and private messages are also full, asking her whether she will consider her debut, why she wants to clear Weibo, and when will she start a business...

Normally, a female star's simple and fake Bai Fumei persona can attract many fans and attract a lot of enthusiasm. This real top celebrity who is as fake as a replacement and has a lot of personality is in front of her eyes, which is naturally quite curious.

Originally, Ji Mingshu didn't want to froth in front of the public, but he only hoped that everyone would forget about this matter sooner and not bring her on stage every now and then.

But her side has calmed down, and the follow-up confrontation between Yan Yuexing and the program group is still endless like a series. As one of the key figures in the incident, it is impossible for her to completely withdraw from the gossip for a while.

Plus she really wanted to show off last night! The moment Cen Sen confessed to her, she really wanted to announce to the whole world that the person I like also likes me, and I, Ji Shi Shushu, must be the happiest woman in the world! Do not accept any objections! ! !

So she finished chatting in Moments, and before she could hold back, she posted a photo of the two holding fireworks sticks on Weibo, and wrote: "Spent New Year's Eve with Mr. Cen."

She was restricted by Weibo, and after posting for a long time, she only sent out sporadic responses, so she didn't keep watch.

But look at it later, her loving Weibo has already surpassed 5,000 likes and comments, and there is a small blue word "hot" in the upper left corner of the Weibo.

Ji Mingshu didn't play Weibo very much, and didn't know that it was a sign that someone bought fan headlines for her. She thought that she was really good and became popular because of her ability.

So she rested her chin, scooped up the soup with a small spoon, and took Joe with Cen Sen, "My Weibo now has 500,000 fans, and any post on Weibo can become popular, do you know that?"

Cen Sen gave an extremely perfunctory "Hmm" without raising his eyes.

He wore a loose black sweater early in the morning and light gold thin-rimmed glasses. He was sitting opposite Ji Mingshu at the moment, eating breakfast while watching the financial news on the tablet, casual and at home.

But in Ji Mingshu's eyes, this casual and homely look, coupled with that extremely careless "um", instantly turned into indifference to her, a blogger with half a million fans!

She got up suddenly, sat next to Cen Sen, and stuffed her half-eaten bun into Cen Sen's mouth, half coquettish and half warning: "I tell you, if you dare to treat me badly in the future, I will kill you." Go to Weibo to hang you!"

"..."

Cen Sen put down the tablet, pinched the bun with his slender fingers, chewed it slowly, and then lowered his eyes and asked after eating, "When did I treat you badly?"

Ji Mingshu dragged his arm, confidently said, "I just talked to you and you kept watching the news, doesn't that mean you don't care about what's wrong with me?"

"Your little wife is very upset now" was written all over her face. Cen Sen took a sip of soup, rubbed her head, and said slowly, "Correct it later."

Only then was Ji Mingshu satisfied, and picked out the comments on his Weibo that shouted "The wife of the president is so beautiful" and "The wife of the president is asking for a debut" and broadcast it in real time to Cen Sen, trying to put some pressure on him to face himself seriously. How good is the market for a beautiful and flowery wife

A few little radish heads who were also eating breakfast looked at the two of them, occupying a corner of the round table and whispering.

The number one male radish: "In the future, when looking for a wife, don't look for someone like your cousin, it's too scary!"

No. 2 male radish head: "Brother, you too. I think Dad is quite right. Pretty people are useless. We have to look at the inside."

The No. 1 female radish: "It's as if you can find a wife as beautiful as your cousin..."

Female carrot number two: "That's right, straight male cancer at a young age!"

The number one male radish: "You still have rural women's rights!"

No. 2 female radish head: "Cen Bigeng, can you not just learn a word and use it indiscriminately, you are so stupid!"

When children quarrel, they don't want to look forward and backward. After a while, these radish heads turned from whispering to loud, and they have moved away from the original topic to personal attacks.

At this moment, Cen Sen suddenly put down the bowl, raised his eyes and swept it lightly, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't eat, you will do your winter vacation homework."

With just such a clear and simple sentence, the children suddenly straightened up as if they had been cast a spell, and they were as quiet as chickens, even breathing carefully.

Ji Mingshu glanced at those little radish heads with tense faces, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind—

After she and Cen Sen have a baby, she shouldn't have to worry about it. Cen Sen's cold-faced demeanor of the town tower's big boss can probably be trained to be submissive to any child. As a loving mother, she only needs to show her tenderness and consideration once in a while, and take the children shopping and taking pictures.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingshu looked at Cen Sen with a smile, satisfied with his performance.

But this satisfaction didn't last long, because his lingering ex-girlfriend deliberately didn't want to make people feel better, and started to make people feel uncomfortable on the first day of the new year.

After the movie was announced to start filming, Li Wenyin actually started selling books again! What is sold is the novel of the same name as the movie, and several well-known writers are invited to write prefaces and recommend it!

I don't know how long Li Wenyin has been trying to hold back this big move. He didn't hear any publicity in the early stage, so he just posted a long Weibo on the first day of the new year here, from the idea of the cover design to the accompanying book. The gift, between the lines, is expressing my heart and cherishing of this book. It can be said that the four words "selling feelings" have been brought to the extreme.

Li Wenyin's article "My ex is married" attracted a lot of fans on Weibo. In the past few years, she studied abroad, and she did not forget to post a few words in foreign languages that she could not understand on Weibo from time to time. Art exhibitions, writing film reviews and book reviews for some high-rated literary films and books, and occasionally posting selfies, sharing tea-tasting illustrations and attending high-end events, the number of Weibo fans has gradually increased to nearly one million.

Her kind of literary and artistic bloggers have a lot of active fans. On the first day of the new year, she suddenly made a big move to publish a film and television book of the same name, and her fans responded positively.

In addition, she had been prepared for a long time, and it didn't take long for her long Weibo to have more than 10,000 likes and comments. #李文音新书# and her movie title also quietly appeared on the trending searches.

What's even more exaggerated is that within one or two hours, her new book's pre-sales have reached the top of the list of major book websites. She also posted a thank you Weibo, saying that she didn't expect so many people to buy it. The editor just notified She said that the first printing will be reprinted with blabla.

When Ji Mingshu saw this Weibo, she almost died of anger. She unceremoniously put the phone on Cen Sen's face, "This is what you said, no rush! The movie won't be released! Will the movie be released? I don’t know that this book will be released soon! Does your ex-girlfriend think she is the contemporary Li Qingzhao?! The book needs to be published and printed, and I want your earth-shattering love story to last forever!!!”

Ji Mingshu was so angry, "And why does she have so many more fans on Weibo than me! Reposts, likes and comments are more than twice as many as mine! I'm too ignorant!!!"

Cen Sen: "..."

He closed his eyes, took the phone off his face, and for a moment didn't know which problem he should solve Ji Mingshu first.

The author has something to say: The little canary baby draws out a forty-meter machete: If she dares to publish a book, I dare to go to your grave!