After the app circles the wrong account

Lin Xing rolled the quilt and slept crookedly, half of the back of his head was exposed outside the bed, tilting slightly downward.He held his mobile phone high in his hand, and the first thing he did after waking up was to check the booking status.

It's only been two or three days since I left, but Lin Xing is still afraid that his parents will worry.Fortunately, I finally bought a ticket today. Although it is at night, it is still a seated ticket. At least I don’t have to stand all the time on the way back.

"Yes!" Lin Xing clapped his phone to his chest, clenched his fists in the air, and shouted in a low voice.

Ten seconds after the sound, Chi Tong came in from the outside and stood on the side of the bed, his legs resting next to Lin Xing's head.Lin Xing turned around and rolled up the quilt, tilted his head together, and looked up at Chi Tong.

The quilt was dragged and folded into a wavy arc, revealing half of Lin Xing's calf from the corner that was not covered.Lin Xing's untied hair was messier than when he woke up in the middle of the night, and a few tufts flew backward because of his tilted head.He has a face that has just woken up, with sleepy eyes, but there is a very bright brilliance in his eyes, with a smile on his mouth and clenched hands, like a star that just came out of the clouds at night , goofy and shiny.

Chi Tong stopped and looked down at Lin Xing.He was already dressed neatly, even somewhat solemnly, so the comparison with Lin Xing was more obvious.

Lin Xing also felt the difference between himself and Chi Tong. From Lin Xing's perspective, he could clearly see Chi Tong's dark eyelashes drooping slightly, the smooth lines of his face, and the buttons he buttoned tightly.

Lin Xing slowly retracted the part of his calf that was exposed outside into the quilt barrier, and it was safe to hide it inside.

But Chi Tong bent over and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and held it before Lin Xing completely retracted his leg.His fingertips were long and slender, and it didn't take much effort to clasp them on Lin Xing's wrists.

His legs, his hands, all his exposed flesh, Chi Tong likes to hold them in his palm like playing with them.

The externalization of a certain secret desire to control.

"Are you going out?" Lin Xing sat up.

Chi Tong shook his head: "I just participated in a video conference, so I changed my clothes in advance."

He reached out and hugged Lin Xing into his arms, buried his head on Lin Xing's neck and took a deep breath. What entered his nose was the same smell of bath liquid as his, but it seemed to be mixed with Lin Xing's body temperature. A layer of warm fragrance.

The tip of Chi Tong's nose rubbed against Lin Xing's collarbone, Lin Xing was a little itchy, he laughed, and wrapped his arms around Chi Tong's neck.

"I thought you were going out, I thought I would be a poor ghost at home alone for the next half day." Lin Xing changed the subject, "I want to eat hot pot, at noon!"

When Lin Xing finished tidying up and left the bedroom, Chi Tong had temporarily finished his work and changed his clothes into a more homely one.

Lin Xing was wearing Chi Tong's pajamas, the same size as the down jacket, which was a bit too big. He hid half of his hand in the sleeve, and flicked the sleeve, thinking that he would probably send a lot of couriers before he came back.

The two of them are not going to go out to eat the hot pot at noon. There are enough ingredients in the refrigerator, so it is not troublesome to prepare the hot pot.

Lin Xing walked to the sofa, and saw Chi Tong was swiping his mobile phone, and he was swiping the d-net.

This is very fresh, Lin Xing leaned over to take a look, and as expected, he saw a conspicuous red 99 message reminder on Chi Tong's message interface.Lin Xing sat down beside Chi Tong, and tentatively said, "There are so many news, do you want to click on it?"

Chi Tong clicked on the message interface in front of Lin Xing, and all kinds of message reminders were full.

Lin Xing tilted his head, seeing that there were a lot of unread messages mixed with comments and private messages.Lin Xing got close, Chi Tong simply handed him the phone and let Lin Xing scan it by himself.

"Why did you click this all of a sudden?" Lin Xing felt guilty when he saw the row of private message pages. Fortunately, the time of those private messages was very fresh, and even a new message popped up the moment he took the phone.

According to this frequency, probably Ying Ji Xiaoxing's black history of private letters has already become something that needs archaeology to discover.

"Didn't you ask me when I will update the video before," Chi Tong said, "I have some content that I want to update recently that can be assembled."

Once again, I wanted to update my account, but my original intention was completely different.What supported Chi Tong in the past was an illusory possibility, seeking for things he knew he couldn't get but paranoid, he didn't care about the perception of fans or passers-by.But now it seems to be a mood to show off, no longer a record with unknown results, but to show the world the treasures he has.

Lin Xing nodded, and scrolled down the private message for dozens of seconds, and found that there was no end to it, and then let go and returned to the top of the page.

Everyone has some vanity more or less.

Lin Xing looked at the number of fans and various news in Banchi's backstage, and then looked at Chi Tong beside him, thinking that Chi Tong belonged to him on a certain level, Lin Xing's heart was like a bird out of the cage, leaping away to the sky.

This mood paused slightly after clicking on the message page.

Lin Xing frowned and stared at most of the comments, most of them regarded Banchi's account as an ordinary friend sharing daily life.

This kind of behavior is simply... plagiarism!

Lin Xing defined this kind of thing in his heart, even though he knew that before he made an own mistake, someone might have used half of the account like this.

"Why are there so many of these here?" Lin Xing asked Chi Tong, awkwardly, knowingly asking.

Chi Tong was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, and when he saw the enlarged picture on the phone screen, there was a lot of smile in his eyes, but he said in a flat tone: "Well, there was a well-known incident on my account before, you Should know?"

Chi Tong added: "As my former fan."

A boyfriend, a fan, a gay guy who secretly sends strange private messages.Lin Xing was wearing multiple vests, so he hummed uncomfortably.

"After that time, despite my explanation, many people started doing it," Chi Tong said.

"This is a crime of imitation." Lin Xing turned off the phone and pronounced the crime.

Chi Tong took his mobile phone and heard the words, "Actually, I have received such messages before Ying Ji Xiao Xingxing."

Lin Xing stared at Chi Tong's expression, and asked him nervously: "And then?"

Chi Tong smiled, rubbed Lin Xing's head and said: "There is no later, only that one accident happened, it should be considered a rare fate, right?"

It is indeed a special fate.If it wasn't for the little Xingxing Ying Ji who laid the groundwork, Chi Tong wasn't sure that he would have had a deeper relationship with Lin Xing when he first met him.

It is that seemingly weak fate that implicates the relationship between them and makes it extend the possibility of the future.

Lin Xing was rubbed by Chi Tong in a daze, and when he had time to ask more questions in the future, he just hugged his head and said: "I just blew my hair for a long time!"

If Ying Ji Xiaoxing is a pure stranger, Lin Xing has the position to refute Chi Tong's "rare fate" now, but Lin Xing is Xiaoxing himself.

After Lin Xing used his hairstyle as an excuse to buy more than ten seconds of thinking time, he finally decided to leave a retreat for himself.

"Aren't we going to live together?" Lin Xing asked.

"Ah."

"Then, cohabitation is about adjusting, isn't it, living habits, for example, the thing I woke you up last night." Lin Xing took another step forward.

Chi Tong still nodded: "However,"

What he wanted to say was that he was not disturbed by Lin Xing last night, but that he was able to escape from the nightmare smoothly because of Lin Xing.

But Lin Xing raised his hand to stop Chi Tong's unfinished words, and continued by himself: "I want to finish," he said, "If we find each other's embarrassment or secret during the running-in period, you can't feel bad about me."

"In the same way, I will also give you a secret quota of forgiveness." Lin Xing touched his nose.

Lin Xing didn't know the inside story, but Chi Tong knew everything.Lin Xingjie's little secret was so insignificant, it was a little embarrassment unintentionally caused by rushing around.And Chi Tong's secrets are hidden inside, which cannot be opened up for Lin Xing to see.

Of course Chi Tong readily accepted.

"Then what's wrong with you?" Chi Tong humbly asked for advice.

Lin Xing raised his head and raised his chest: "Of course I just said it casually. I don't have any shortcomings worth mentioning."

He patted his chest: "I am more perfect."

Chi Tong propped his forehead with his hands, tilted his head to look at Lin Xing's side face, and smiled lowly.

"Why?" Lin Xing turned his head and stared at him, the extremes of things will be reversed, and the emotions will become real after all, "do you have any opinions on what I said?"

"No objection." Chi Tong said immediately, he suppressed a smile, but there was still overflowing emotion in his eyes.

Lin Xing stared at Chi Tong, expressing his disbelief.

Chi Tong sat up straight, raised the hand that was resting on his forehead, and slightly raised his fingertips to indicate that he had something to argue: "There are indeed things that I have to say."

"The sleeping posture you just cited was not good. I don't think it's a shortcoming." Chi Tong's eyes were sincere.

Lin Xing threw himself into Chi Tong's arms and pressed him onto the sofa: "Forget you have vision."

The hot pot is boiling with bubbling bubbles, and the hot air is entangled with the lights above.

Lin Xing took a picture of the set dinner plate with his mobile phone, but he was not satisfied with the picture, so he asked Chi Tong to take it.

"Send it to me after coloring it to a delicious look." Lin Xing's tone was very party A, and he leaned his head next to Chi Tong's phone and stared at him looking for an angle.

For things like taking pictures or making videos, he has made Chi Tong very easy.The material of Lin Xing's circle of friends in the past two months is basically Chi Tong's work.

Lin Xing started cooking meat after accepting a few hot pot shots in Moments.

After this hot pot meal, Lin Xing will be ready to go home, but the brief separation is for a longer reunion, and Lin Xing thinks it can be tolerated.

When traveling at night, most of the snow on the road surface has been dealt with. Although there are still some remaining in the green belt, the road surface has completely revealed its original color.

Lin Xing leaned against the car window and sighed: "The snow in southern cities is always so short, and the holiday is coming to an end so soon."

This time to send Lin Xing on the high-speed rail, Chi Tong couldn't buy a ticket to enter the station, so he could only try to lengthen the time before entering the station.

Panting, Lin Xing dodged Chi Tong's kiss that was still about to fall, and grabbed Chi Tong's hand that was half hidden in the hem of his clothes, and said anxiously: "The phone is ringing, the phone is ringing."

The alarm clock that Lin Xing specially set for entering the station had already sounded once before and he pressed it off, so he couldn't delay it any longer.

It wasn't until Lin Xinghuang got on the high-speed train at the last second after checking the tickets, and finally sat down in his seat, that he realized that the two pieces of clothes he was wearing were a bit messy.

He quietly reached in and pulled the clothes back into place.

When the high-speed train moves, there are lights inside the carriage, and the night sky outside the carriage.

When he finally arrived at the destination station, Lin Xing was relieved when he got off the car and looked up to see the familiar city name. After sending Chi Tong a WeChat message to report his safety, he got out of the station and found Dad Lin's car smoothly.

The first thing Father Lin did when he saw Lin Xing was to find a few red envelopes from the car, all of which were given by Lin Xing's elders.Lin Xing hasn't been home for the past few days. Some elders' red envelopes were transferred to him through WeChat, and some older people still prepared red envelopes for him separately.

It was around eleven o'clock when we got home, Lin's mother was not asleep yet, she made Lin Xing a midnight snack and was waiting for him.

Lin Xing put down his bag with a cheer, and rushed into the restaurant for supper.

Lin Ma stood at the junction of the dining room and the living room and asked Lin Xing: "Did you enjoy yourself these few days?"

"Very happy." Lin Xing said.

"I see that you are having fun posting so many Moments." Mama Lin stared at Lin Xing and said.Lin Xing slept in the car just now, and there was a red mark on the side of his face from being pressed.

Lin Xing didn't notice anything, and shared with Lin's mother: "I celebrated Xiaochi's birthday, went out to play, set off fireworks, and ate delicious food all the time."

All these dynamics of Lin Xing are displayed in the circle of friends.The fruits he likes to eat, the cakes he likes to eat, the ice cream he likes to eat, and the things he likes to play and watch are all available, almost to the point where his wishes come true.

"Are you staying at Xiaochi's house for the past few days? Will it trouble him?" Mama Lin asked.

"Well, they all live in his house. Xiaochi is a very nice person." Lin Xing raised his head and smiled at his mother, "He won't find it troublesome."

Lin Xing took a sip of the noodles and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with a paper towel. He remembered and asked, "Mom, can I invite Xiaochi to our house next time?"

"Okay," Lin's mother sat across from Lin Xing, picked up an apple and peeled it, "Whatever Xiaochi likes to eat, mother can also prepare it for him in advance."

Lin Xing put down his chopsticks and thought for a while and said, "You will definitely like him, because he is not picky at all, and he likes to eat whatever I like."

Mama Lin handed the peeled apple to Lin Xing, looked at Lin Xing's face for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "You idiot."