You Are My Only Love

The man changed into a windbreaker, dressed in a simple white shirt, sitting on the steps in front of the house, with his legs folded, one hand resting on his lap, the other holding a mobile phone, half-folding his eyes, and slowly said, "Only the female mosquito Just bite, can you learn some common sense and don't be ashamed everywhere."

After speaking, the man seemed to be aware of something and looked forward. After seeing that it was Ji Qingwan, he didn't care much and continued to say, "If you love it or not, no one counts on you."

This may irritate the person on the other end of the phone. Ji Qingwan watched the man directly cut off the phone, then looked up at her and asked indifferently, "Get up so early?"

After hearing this, Ji Qingwan glanced at the time, ten o'clock.

"..."

It's really early.

However, this young master obviously felt that this was the real time for work and rest. He might look at him not long after getting up, his eyelashes were half drooping, and his expression was a little pale.

Ji Qingwan stepped forward and handed him the breakfast in his hand, "Eat early, it will be cold later."

Sheng Yu raised her eyes slightly and saw that her white and slender fingertips were slightly hooking the paper bag.

He didn't understand, "Huh?"

"Breakfast." Ji Qingwan explained.

Yesterday he helped her with luggage all the way, and invited her to dinner again. This was logical, and it was a trivial matter for her to bring a breakfast for others.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yu reached out and took the paper bag, opened it and looked at the minced meat porridge.

"Eat early." Ji Qing retracted his hand in the evening and asked him.

"Okay." He nodded unhurriedly, "Thanks."

After receiving the breakfast, Ji Qingwan watched him slowly preparing to get up, and glanced at his neck. The shirt collar was unbuttoned with two buttons, revealing the slender neck and the faintly visible clavicle line.

But there were a few obvious red spots on the skin of the white neck.

It looked like it was bitten by some bug.

Seeing this night, Ji Qing remembered the applause he heard inexplicably last night, and suddenly understood.

It turned out to be hitting mosquitoes.

She looked at his somewhat red and swollen Ding Bao, thought about it, and said, "Wait a minute."

Sheng Yu just got up and heard what she said, and sat back on the steps again, with her hands folded on her knees, her hanging fingers hooking the paper bag, and nodding faintly, "Well, I'll wait, but don't be too much. For a long time, bring something with you all at once."

"..."

Ji Qingwan glanced at his posture, then silently turned back to his room, squatted down and opened the suitcase, digging out the medicine bag from the pile of clothes to find the anti-mosquito cream, and got up and walked outside.

Sheng Yu did not wait long. After tapping his fingers on his knee ten times, he saw the woman coming out of the next door.

Ji Qingwan looked at him while still sitting in a waiting posture, with a well-behaved appearance. She blinked her eyes, thinking that the young master would be impatient and go straight back to the room.

She walked up to the man, reached out and handed it to him, "This is anti-mosquito cream."

Sheng Yu looked down at the small pill box lying in her palm, and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, "Mosquito-proof?"

"Usually apply it on the wrist and ankle." Ji Qingwan explained the usage, remembering where he had been bitten, and said naturally: "If he is bitten, this can also relieve itching."

After her mention, Sheng Yu remembered his neck. He scanned the eye pill box, moved his gaze, and landed on her white and delicate face, tapping his fingertips, "How about you?"

Ji Qingwan was stunned, "What?"

"Give it to me, how about you?" Sheng Yu raised her chin to the palm of her hand.

Ji Qingwan blinked his eyes, "I don't need it, no mosquitoes bit me."

"..."

Sheng Yu furrowed his eyebrows, and squeaked, his tone of voice shifted, "It's really a female mosquito."

Lustful.

Only bit him.

When Ji Qingwan heard his wrong reasoning, the corners of his mouth bend.

The two separated and prepared to go back to the room. Ji Qingwan sideways and kindly said again, "If you visit the temple, you can come to me later."

"Okay." Sheng Yu nodded unceremoniously, with a loose tone, "I'm looking for you."

After hearing this, Ji Qingwan turned around and returned to the room without much care, took out his mobile phone and looked at the "Cyan" contract Xia Xia had sent her.

After reading it roughly, Ji Qingwan felt that there was no problem, and asked Xia Xia, "Have you seen Sister Wang?"

"She's seen it, and there is nothing wrong with them." Xia Xia explained.

Ji Qing nodded in response, "Okay, I will come to the company to sign tomorrow."

After hearing her answer, Xia Xia smiled and couldn't hide her excitement: "Ms. Wan, I have a hunch that this time "Cyan" may really make you popular!"

Ji Qingwan laughed, "You haven't filmed yet, do you have a hunch?"

"Yes!" Xia Xia said affirmatively: "I believe there is, and you are not Yuyin Temple now, maybe it is the Buddha who really bless you."

Listening to her nonsense, Ji Qingwan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Buddha bless?

Unlikely.

After Xia Xia finished speaking, she remembered something whispered, "Mr. Night."

"Yeah." Ji Qingwan responded, "Is there anything else?"

"That's it..." Xia Xia squeezed, "Can you ask me a marriage?"

Ji Qingwan said amusedly: "Who is it for? Your male **** Sheng Yu?"

"No, no, no, I begged myself, it was a joke yesterday, the marriage of the male **** should not be ruined by me, he deserves better!"

When Ji Qingwan heard this, he was a little curious, "Who is this Sheng Yu?"

Actor or model?

These two are the circles she has been in contact with, and it seems that there hasn't been much movement recently.

When Xia Xia heard this, she was a little unbelievable, "Mr. Wan, don't you know Sheng Yu?"

Ji Qingwan blinked, "Should I know?"

Xia Xia choked, thinking about the temperament of her celebrities, it seemed normal that she didn't know her.

She coughed, "Then I will give you popular science now..."

An introduction sounded from the phone, with Xia Xia's excitement and admiration.

Ji Qingwan listened to her and got a general understanding of the situation.

Some time ago, a single, "Yufeng" was suddenly uploaded in the music station.

In just one hour, the amount of reposting and playing volume of this song has skyrocketed at an alarming rate, and the traffic quickly exceeded one million overnight.

Netizens sighed at the song and found that the singer, lyricist, and composer all showed only one name on the lyrics homepage of the single "Yufeng".

——Sheng Yu.

The hot search of the day appeared on Weibo the next day.

#盛瑜#

#《御风》#

At 12 o'clock that day, a Weibo user with gold v posted a certified Weibo.

Sheng Yuv: [It's me. 】

A few seconds later, with this authentication name and his first Weibo in Weibo, a violent whirlwind was set off, and the Weibo webpage was instantly paralyzed and inaccessible.

Ten minutes later, Sheng Yu released his first album "Birth".

When netizens saw his album poster, they saw the man in black curled up in the solid white background, looking sideways at the camera.

The dark eyes were alienated with arrogance, with a deep and sharp side face, and the expression was indifferent and ruthless.

The abstinence and loose eyes made everyone's hearts tremble.

In an instant, the man who turned out to be born, carrying his song and his people without any publicity or preparation, exploded.

Since then, Sheng Yu struck.

"So it's a singer?" Ji Qingwan asked after hearing the summary.

Xia Xia shook her head, "No, no, no, we Meiyu is not just a singer, he is also the strongest songwriter, composer, and his appearance, which is safe for the male number one."

After that, she herself was a little surprised, "Fuck, Meiyu can make an all-round debut!"

When Ji Qingwan heard her name in her words, she asked in confusion: "Meiyu?"

"Ah, this is the name our fans gave to Sheng Yu, because the Yu in his name means Meiyu." Xia Xia whispered with joy.

Ji Qingwan laughed, "Is it the same as me?"

"Yes! Mr. Wan, you are so handsome!" Xia Xia is still an artist who favors herself.

The name Mr. Wan originated from a group of men's suits that Ji Qingwan photographed before. When the magazine was published, netizens directly named her Mr. Wan, and some people called her willing to marry her.

Xia Xia blinked, "So can you help me find a marriage later?"

Ji Qing nodded in the evening, "Yes, I will bring it to you tomorrow."

Xia Xia yelled immediately after hearing this, "I love you, Mr. Wan!"

"Don't love it, I'm still on the hot search." Ji Qingwan turned up Weibo and looked at the comments on it.

"Ah, Mr. Wan, do you want to reply?"

"Well, almost."

Just now Wang Weiyan sent her a message, saying that the public relations here have been resolved, and she was very domineering and directly asked her to post it casually.

Ji Qingwan didn't have any thoughts, so he wanted to be succinct and clear. Anyway, it was originally a fake.

She moved her fingertips on the keyboard, wrote the script, and finally clicked send.

After sending the Weibo, before Ji Qingwan had time to think about it, the door of the room was knocked suddenly.

She paused, thinking that it might be the young master next door, put away the phone, got up to open the door.

The door opened, and the man leaned against the door and stood outside. The sunlight outside the house was shining behind him, with some backlighting, wrapping his slender figure under his white shirt, and he could not see him clearly.

When Ji Qingwan saw this scene, he remembered the words Xia Xia said just now.

Beautiful jade.

Delicate and charming.

She looked up and asked, "Are you going to go out for a stroll?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yu nodded, thinking of something and added at will, "If you are busy, don't force it."

Ji Qingwan didn't return to him, but turned back to the room, picked up a hat, walked out of the room, then closed the door, and glanced at him sideways, "Let's go."

Seeing her neat movements, Sheng Yu raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand to ask for it, and tickled at the end, "You go first."

Ji Qingwan felt a little funny, turned around and led him forward, but when she passed him, she smelled a faint ointment, and her eyebrows raised slightly.

There are various Buddhist halls in Yuyin Temple, but the main hall and the Marriage Hall have the most traffic.

Ji Qingwan took the man across the trail to avoid the tourists. Now that her hot search has not come down, it is better to avoid unnecessary troubles first.

The two walked quietly for a while. Ji Qingwan looked at the Buddhist temple in front of him and was about to introduce him. On one side, he saw the man with the same peaked cap.

"...?"

When did this man wear a hat?

"What are you looking at?" Sheng Yu asked lazily, looking at her with his eyelids drooping.

Ji Qingwan blinked, then turned around and explained, "The main hall in front is dedicated to the Buddha."

"Oh, Buddha." Sheng Yu's expression was flat, listening to no interest.

Ji Qingwan asked, "Want to go in?"

Sheng Yu refused: "Forget it, what's next?"

Ji Qingwan: "Marriage Palace."

"Marriage?" He raised his tone slightly, and nodded his head with interest compared to the previous one, "Go and see."

The area of ​​the Marriage Hall is not large, but there is a banyan tree in the hall. Tourists and believers can tie red silk ribbons written on the branches to pray for blessings, or they can shake and sign the hexagram.

When the two arrived slowly, it was almost noon. There were not many people, and the tourists basically went back.

Sheng Yu paced to the banyan tree in the hall and looked up.

It is said that this tree has been around for a thousand years. It takes five or six people to hug the tree. The yellow leaves fall, and the branches are covered with red silk strips. The wishes of the wisher are written on it, and some of the handwriting gradually fades.

Ji Qingwan thought that he was just here, so he asked Xia Xia for a marriage by the way, leaving the man behind, and walked towards the lottery place in the hall.

Sheng Yu looked at the surrounding scenery and was about to follow her into the hall when the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took out and glanced at the screen, stopped slightly, moved under the eaves, and picked it up, "Hey."

As soon as the other party connected, he shouted, "Dad."

Sheng Yu snorted when he heard the words, "Don't bark, I don't have a son."

"Don't, you are my father." Tang Zhiwen begged: "Don't play, come back quickly."

"Something happened?" Sheng Yu said loosely.

"You haven't had an accident, but I'm afraid, look at how lively the hot searches these days are!"

"Huh? What's the hot search?"

Tang Zhiwen sighed, "Can you follow Weibo? I don't know when you get on the hot search."

Sheng Yu ignored what he said, turned up Weibo with one hand, and saw the hot search list at a glance. He noticed the five words "Ji Qingwan's response", and he clicked it casually.

After waiting for a few seconds for the Weibo page to rotate, Ji Qingwan’s latest Weibo was sent out.

She reposted the article about Su Ze's suspected love affair, and then added a few words.

——@季清晚v: [Not a lover, nor affectionate and shy, sorry, just sleepy:)]