[Starry KRAY] Jacaranda

"Where are we going to eat later? I've been to City C twice, and there's a very authentic snack street, where can I go shopping at night?"

"Okay! But..." Chu He held back the conversation, he always felt that people like Wan Qifeng would not like to go to the night market, let alone the snack street mixed with various smells at night.

"Huh? But what?" The car in front of him poked there like a magic needle, Wan Qifeng turned sideways, raised his eyebrows at Chu He and said, "What do you want to say? Say it."

Although Wan Qifeng's tone is gentle, Chu He always feels that his boss has to throw him out of the car after he speaks out. Turning his head and thinking, there are still PDs and cameras in the back seat, and Wan Qifeng probably won't So cruel...

"Huh? Chu Xiaohe, are you fugue?"

Stretching out the head and retracting the head is also a knife. Chu He thinks he is a man, so what if he is the boss?Anyway, he forced himself to say it.

Chu He gave himself enough psychological training, and looked directly at Wan Qifeng: "Cough, I just don't think you are someone who can go shopping in the night market, Brother Feng. There are many people in the snack street, so you probably don't like it."

Wan Qifeng was noncommittal, just tilted his head, leaned back relaxedly, and slowly asked a question: "Why don't I like it?"

"There are a lot of people, and there are all kinds of tastes."

"Do you think I'm a clean freak?" Wan Qifeng put his right hand on the co-pilot's seat, leaned forward, looked at Chu He steadily, and said slowly: "Or, do you think I have no fireworks? gas?"

Chu He was frightened by Wan Qifeng's sudden movement, and was holding his breath in bewilderment, when he saw the mouth in front of him drop another gun as he opened and closed.

"Chu Xiaohe, so you think I'm not a human being."

The PDs and cameras in the back row have already tried to reduce their presence as much as possible, and the staff of variety shows can be regarded as people who have waded into the muddy waters of the entertainment industry. □.

For example, Wan Qifeng, a businessman who was supposed to stir up trouble in the mall, suddenly filmed a reality show just to chase his wife or something...

But Wan Qifeng's words were really a stroke of genius. The PD and the camera couldn't help laughing together, and then they probed to see Chu He, who only showed the tip of his chin. His face was flushed.

Wan Qifeng raised his hand and pinched Chu He's earlobe, then calmly retreated to his seat, sat down obediently, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the hem of his clothes.

"..."

Chu He blushed and looked at Wan Qifeng's innocent appearance, feeling ashamed for a while.

If it weren't for Wan Qifeng's ambiguous actions just now, he almost forgot that this is the person who has been chasing him for more than half a year.

Wan Qifeng is his own boss, and he is in control of his own future. Chu He can't beat or scold him, no matter whether he tactfully refuses or is cold-eyed and alienated, he can't get rid of this god.

It was just a dog skin plaster, and it was a dog skin plaster that held Chu He's lifeblood.

But now the corner of the dog's skin plaster is slightly raised because of thinking of something, and in Chu He's view, that complacent look is really annoying and deserves a beating.

Chu He was originally clumsy, but at this moment, Wan Qifeng's appearance that nothing happened made him even more annoyed, and he remembered the miniature camera in the car that was specially used to record the frontal shots of the two of them, and he became irritated for a while.

Chu He tore at his hair indiscriminately, turned his body to the window, with his back facing Wan Qifeng, and stopped talking after dropping a word.

Wan Qifeng regretted that he had made a big joke just now, Chu He was thin-skinned, and he couldn't help teasing him, and was worried that Chu He would be angry, when he heard those embarrassing and cute words.

Wan Qifeng couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Wanqi Peak! I'm ignoring you!"

He has no momentum at all, his mouth is clumsy, and his most poisonous words are nothing more than that.

When Wan Qifeng was thinking about how to appease the furious Chu He, Wu Yifan was wondering why Zhang Yixing suddenly asked him to help in the kitchen.

"Neither of them can cook, only you are left."

Wu Yifan was startled, the hand that was washing the tomatoes stopped, and turned to look at Zhang Yixing who was cracking eggs.

The latter ignored him at all, and continued to stir the eggs, "Chu He and the others won't come back, so I need to wash less for the meal for four tonight."

Wu Yifan nodded, put the washed tomatoes aside, leaned on the stove and looked at Zhang Yixing: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"You are frowning."

As soon as this sentence came out, both of them were stunned.

Zhang Yixing adjusted quickly, put down the stirred eggs, turned around and added some seasonings to the stew pot, didn't speak any more, and started to stir-fry vegetables swiftly.

Wu Yifan sighed in his heart, Zhang Yixing just had the ability, the past events brought up by one sentence caught him off guard.

Zhang Yixing is a slow-moving person. Although the two are in the same class, their seats are far apart.Zhang Yixing wasn't very tall at first, but Wu Yifan was fast, so he naturally occupied the back row.

Later, there was an accident in the physical education class. Their class happened to be in the same class as the fifth class next door. It is normal for boys to bump into each other, so they didn’t take it into consideration when they were playing. It’s just that there was a lot of wind and sand in those two days, so it was just an outdoor basketball court. In a corner of the playground, there were small stones on the ground, and when Wu Yifan lost his balance and fell to the ground, he felt something crushed him.There were still some scratches on the wrist, but he didn't take it seriously.

When school was over, Zhang Yixing turned back to pack books in his schoolbag, and happened to see Wu Yifan frowning and rubbing his back.

After thinking about it, he took out a bottle of safflower oil from the drawer.

He is weak, and because of the coagulation disorder, he usually does not do strenuous exercise to avoid bumping.This safflower oil was stuffed into his hands by Luhan that day.

Luhan is a sophomore in high school, one grade higher than him, but not in the same school.This person is usually closer to him than to his younger brother, the two grew up together, Lu Han knew that Zhang Yixing would be hurt for a long time if he bumped into each other.

"High school is different from junior high school. You can't do strenuous exercise and you can't be too social. Boys like to run and jump. Besides, if you don't exercise often, you can't pass the physical test. You take this medicated oil. Just in case. I'm not in the same school as you, and I won't be able to catch up if something happens. Be careful yourself, don't be two tigers, and you can forget what the previous hand gave you after turning it over."

"I see, Luhan, you really look like an old lady."

"Who is the reason I'm so annoying, Mr. Lu, I'm an old man, I don't think it's annoying to worry about your injury all day long, Zhang Yixing, you block my peach blossoms, do you know?"

"Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong, Grandpa Ken of Chengjun Road, okay?"

"It's almost there."

Zhang Yixing smiled, this safflower oil is worth a lot.

"Here, here you are, this safflower oil is new."

Zhang Yixing handed the medicated oil to Wu Yifan who grinned and packed his schoolbag slowly when the class was about to leave. The latter was taken aback, apparently not understanding what was going on.

"I looked at it when you were playing basketball in the afternoon. My brother gave me this medicated oil, but I don't need it. You can apply it at home. If you don't want your family to know, it should be okay to look in the mirror, right? "

Wu Yifan took the medicated oil and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Wu Yifan naturally knew that what Zhang Yixing was talking about was not the bruise on his wrist, but the burning and tingling back.

Wu Yifan thought to himself, the part in the middle of the spine must be green now.

"You are frowning."

It's not that Wu Yifan has never been injured while playing basketball. Wrist bruises are nothing serious, but after gym class today, Wu Yifan couldn't help frowning. The back is hard to touch, but it hurts so much that he still has a strong sense of existence. , I can only wait to get home and take some medicine by myself.

However, Wu Yifan didn't expect that Zhang Yixing, who usually didn't have much contact with each other, noticed it and brought over a bottle of medicinal oil.

"thank you!"

"You're welcome~"

Zhang Yixing's tone was brisk, and the end of his voice was raised.Wu Yifan also laughed when he saw Zhang Yixing's dimples.

The rattling sound of cooking dragged Wu Yifan out of his memory, he watched Zhang Yixing put the vegetables on the plate, then began to chop the vegetables neatly, and after a while he went to look at the soup stewed in the pot.

Wu Yifan suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Zhang Yixing's dimples for a long time.

Chenyu and I live in a room

After dinner, everyone began to think about the room arrangement.Although the villa rented by the program group is large enough, but besides them, there are also staff members. Six people will live in three bedrooms.

"How to divide?"

Hao Ge sat on the sofa and gnawed on an apple, "You guys choose first, I can live anywhere."

"It's the same as not saying it." Wu Yifan rolled his eyes at Hao Ge, and leaned on the armrest of the single sofa, "The two people outside will live in one room, and the four of us are left, how do we divide it? Draw lots?"

"Let's share a room with Chenyu."

Chen Yu looked at Zhang Yixing in surprise, "Is it really possible, Brother Yixing?"

Zhang Yixing smiled, "There's nothing wrong with that."

Chenyu has a sunny and handsome appearance, and his silly smile is even more cute in contrast.

Wu Yifan has some tastes, but he feels that he has no taste.

He knew that he didn't care about Zhang Yixing, but after seeing Chen Yu and Zhang Yixing pull the suitcases and carry them upstairs, his face turned dark all of a sudden.

The arm was patted by Hao Ge, and Hao Ge's slightly flat voice came from above his head, "Why are you standing there? Carrying your luggage! Are you sleepy?"

Wu Yifan got up, pulled the luggage over the corner and went upstairs, "Eat your half-eaten apple, don't waste it."

"Don't worry about it, am I a wasteful person?"

Hao Ge threw the apple core into the trash can, washed his hands, and dragged his luggage upstairs. When he reached the corner, he heard Zhang Yixing and Chen Yu talking and joking. The door of their room was not closed tightly.