We’re All Especially Sympathizing With That Man

There is not much difference in the night of Beijing in different worlds. Yuan Zhan successfully transferred the mind of the popular singer Qi Youlin to Bai Yueguang, feeling much better and returning home with a happy mood.

Because he drank beer and couldn't drink and drive, he asked for a driver to drive back.

The hall at home was dark, and it could be seen that Yan Jingxi was still surfing outside.

I took the guitar back to my room, took a shower and changed out of clothes that smelled of tobacco and alcohol. When I dumped myself on the big bed, I felt comfortable.

Lying on the bed playing mobile games, after a while, Yuan Zhan heard movement outside, it should be Yan Jingxi returning from a party with friends.

There is no one person in the huge villa, and there is no sense of loneliness.

When Yan Jingxi entered the door and saw the shoes on the shoe rack, he obviously told him that Yuan Zhan did not go out.

The person he saw in the bar today was not Yuan Zhan, but a stranger who looked alike.

I don't know if I should be thankful or something else, but the restlessness of the night finally found its place.

Silent all night.

There was a game activity on Saturday night. Yuan Zhan didn't get into bed until two in the morning and fell asleep, and he must have woken up late the next morning.

Early in the morning, Yan Jingxi, who cooked breakfast himself, waited for most of the day without seeing anyone coming downstairs. He tried to knock on the door twice to get up, but every time he stopped at the entrance of the stairs.

Why did he ask Yuan Zhan to get up for breakfast? He could sleep as long as he wanted, and why bother him.

After waiting another half an hour, Yuan Zhan was not seen to get up, so Yan Jingxi had no choice but to settle his own breakfast, and put away the breakfast for C people after eating.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that Yuan Zhan slowly got up to brush his teeth and wash his face. When he went downstairs, he yawned violently. It didn't seem like he woke up from sleep.

Yan Jingxi was sitting in the living room watching the computer and drinking tea. Seeing that Yuan Zhan had just woken up, he couldn't help but mutter to him, "Why did you get up now."

Yuan Zhan sat down on the single sofa, tilted his head and opened his eyes hard to look at him, retorting him: "Weekends are for sleeping, what to do so early is not for the elderly."

Yan Jingxi, the "old man" who got up at 7:30 in the morning: "..." Almost speechless, he gave Yuan Zhan a blank look, "The work and rest are not normal, and it is not good for the body."

Yuan Zhan changed to a comfortable position, hugged the pillow full of sunshine in his arms, rested one leg on the sofa, and stepped on the sofa, sitting in a baby-like posture.

"There's nothing wrong with my health. I insisted on running for an hour yesterday." Yuan Zhan was full of pride.

Yan Jingxi didn't have any opinion on Yuan Zhan's posture. Instead, his eyes fell on his fair feet, his skin was so white that the blood vessels were almost visible. Breaking Yuan Zhan's sense of satisfaction.

"Your jogging speed yesterday was no different from your walking speed. The old man's speed was faster than you." Yan Jingxi felt that he finally found some ground.

Yuan Zhan, who was returned, rubbed his nose. His poor physique was not the reason for him. He didn't need the original owner of the treadmill at home. What else could he do.

Yan Jingxi's thinking extends in the other direction. Patients like to say that they are not sick, and he can't tell the other party that he is sick. Otherwise, what should he do if he hurts himself under his own eyes? He hasn't thought about it yet. What a perfect solution.

Seeing Yuan Zhan playing games with his mobile phone, Yan Jingxi made a decision: "From tomorrow, get up early and go out for a run with me."

Yuan Zhan thought that he would play games at night, hurry up to study the most popular game products at the moment, and set a position for their future anchors. How can he get up early to run, sleep time is so precious, lack of sleep will easily affect his ability to fight against the white moonlight during the day. play.

Although this is a good opportunity to get close to Yan Jingxi, if you follow his way of thinking, it will not be able to highlight his special features. If Yan Jingxi made such a request to Bai Yueguang, maybe the other party would happily agree, but he is the original match and the original owner, and no novel's original partner would run harmoniously with the male protagonist.

More importantly, Yuan Zhan didn't want to get up early at all.

"No." Yuan Zhan decisively rejected Yan Jingxi, sticking to his own principles.

Yan Jingxi, who was rejected by Seconds, almost deleted the line of words he had just entered. He shook his wrist and persuaded, "Be good to your health."

"No." Yuan Zhan continued to refuse, bowing his head and continuing to click on the game task.

Yan Jingxi frowned, and had to start from another angle: "I don't like running, or I don't like fitness."

Yuan Zhan waited for Yan Jingxi to give him advice, and replied lazily, "running."

"You can practice dumbbells, which is also a kind of fitness. I will send someone a set of fitness equipment back tomorrow." Yan Jingxi was too active.

"No, I might not be able to practice if you buy it." Yuan Zhan focused on his phone, but didn't give him a look at all.

"I can practice with you." Yan Jingxi seemed determined to let Yuan Zhan bring up his interest in fitness before divorce.

It seems a bit hypocritical to reject the other party Yuan Zhan again. Yuan Zhan's attitude is casual, and he glances at Yan Jingxi sideways: "Alright, okay, when will it start?"

Yan Jingxi said, "The equipment can be delivered tomorrow night, after get off work the day after tomorrow." At this moment, he completely forgot the Bai Yueguang who was still thinking of him.

Of course, Bai Yueguang has also been busy "remembering" the past with Guan Shujing in the past two days.

Yan Jingxi, who used to hide after seeing the original owner, actually took the initiative to invite Yuan Zhan to exercise, but Yuan Zhan did not feel that Yan Jingxi had made a gesture to him. What a mess.

It would be great to be able to get a smooth divorce, but it would be more perfect if you worked hard to be 100% sure that you could get a divorce.

At the end of a topic, Yuan Zhan continued to play games with his head down. Yan Jingxi didn't know what fun mobile games had. The company's game department had never developed a representative mobile game, and he was not responsible for this.

Auntie rested today, Yan Jingxi subconsciously took on the housework at home, wrote a document for a while, and prepared to go into the kitchen to make dinner. As for the laundry, he consulted Yuan Zhan for advice.

"I cook at noon, do you wash clothes?" Yan Jingxi asked Yuan Zhan.

"Okay." Yuan Zhan nodded. It is not impossible to divide labor and cooperate, but he is not very good at washing clothes. After all, he is not the original owner of the decathlon of housework. He has a headache. He should not indulge in games just now, otherwise he will not make hasty decisions.

When Yuan Zhan was annoyed, he didn't know that Yan Jingxi's mood for the division of labor and cooperation between the two had improved.

Yan Jingxi covered the computer and went into the kitchen, thinking that Yuan Zhanqi would solve this matter together for lunch, it was really bad for his health, so he should make a light lunch, not too greasy.

Halfway through the dishes, Yan Jingxi's mobile phone vibrated, and the screen showed that there was a message entering through WeChat.

Wipe the water from your hands on the apron and swipe the screen.

Bai Yueguang: Jing Xi, I got up, do you want to eat together at noon?

Last night, I ate popcorn and watched a movie with Guan Shujing. I was sent home after one o'clock in the morning. Bai Yueguang also went to bed late and woke up late for the party. As soon as he woke up, he saw the caring greeting sent to him by Guan Shujing. I am a little happy.

Since Yan Jingxi failed to divorce Yuan Zhanqi, and the two went in and out together and lived together, the communication between him and Yan Jingxi has been much less.

Bai Yueguang got up and was still angry. After replying to Guan Shujing, he took the initiative to send a message to Yan Jingxi. Before, Yan Jingxi took the initiative to care about him, but now he wants him to take the initiative. What the **** is Jingxi doing recently? The fox spirit's upper body is fascinated by his heart?

I don't know what went wrong with him. Of course, Bai Yueguang won't find the reason from himself. He feels that he is good everywhere, has a good temper, and looks good. He doesn't conflict with people casually, and he is obedient.

Over the years of his amnesia, Yan Jingxi has not been thinking of him all the time, and has always loved him deeply.

Yan Jingxi didn't confess to him, but every time from his actions, his expression, and his attitude, he could feel that this man still loved him, didn't love his parents deeply, and didn't pity him or love his brothers and sisters. , coming back alone, he thinks it's good to have a man like Yan Jingxi, and it's better to marry someone who loves him, not to mention that he likes Yan Jingxi a little now, and he doesn't want to miss this good man.

At the beginning, he was still young and ignorant, but fortunately, it was not too late, Jing Xi was still waiting for him.

Thinking of all the past, Bai Yueguang's voice to Yan Jingxi was much softer, and there was a taste of coquettishness in his tone.

Bai Yueguang: "Jing Xi, let's go to the movies together tonight, okay?"

Yan Jingxi was used to Bai Yueguang's expression, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Yuan Zhan threw all his clothes into the washing machine, and walked into the kitchen to draw a distance from Yan Jingxi, but he heard the voice from the phone, and his whole body got goosebumps.

He leaned against the kitchen door frame and pouted, holding his face to imitate the white moonlight, and said in a choked voice, "Jingxi, let's go to the movies together tonight, okay?"

The corner of Yan Jingxi's mouth twitched: "..." Just now, he didn't feel anything wrong with Bai Yueguang's tone. After Yuan Zhan's study, he also began to get goosebumps from the inside out.

Yuan Zhan couldn't hold back his laughter, turned his head to the side, and laughed until his shoulders twitched.

Yan Jingxi felt a little ashamed for no reason, his face was slightly hot, and he didn't reply to Bai Yueguang's message, and threw his phone aside.

"Yuan Zhanqi, stop laughing." Yan Jingxi felt ashamed of being stripped in public and mocked by Tintin.

He didn't say it was okay, but Yuan Zhan couldn't hold back when he said that, and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Yan Jingxi made a move that didn't quite fit his image, and rolled his eyes forcefully towards the ceiling.