I'll be with you, okay?

"Director~"

"Ah ♂ ha"

"Director~"

"Ah~♂ha"

"Director~"

"Ah ♂ ha~"

"Director~"

"Ah ♂~ha~"

Director Itching tried to listen to the part tuned by himself, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned off the computer and collapsed on the bed exhaustedly.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, there was no cloud outside the window, and the bright moon was in the sky.

The phone screen lights up:

"Ju Chang Ju Chang~ Are you asleep, good night (≥ω≤)"

It was a text message from a passerby, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, satisfied and peaceful.

"Well, ready to sleep, good night."

I got up and took a shower, put on a bath towel, rubbed my wet hair, went to bed, turned off the light, and pulled the quilt over my head.

Since when did it start? He has become a part of my life like this. Although he appeared suddenly one day, when he entered my life, there was no sense of disobedience. It was like the last piece of the 1000 yuan jigsaw puzzle. It fits just right, seamless and flawless.

The director was thinking in a daze like this, while entering Hei Tianxiang.

"Well, although he is a bit childish, he is a very loving person." The director who was about to fall asleep muttered, the cold and hard lines on his face showed a little tenderness under the moonlight, as if he had gotten his favorite treasures.

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