How can you fall in love with your fan!

Wu Ruiqing hung up the phone, turned around and saw the man's three white eyes.

Gu Zhuoli: "I heard it all."

"..." Wu Ruiqing put away his mobile phone, feeling a little guilty for the first time. He used silence to cover up his embarrassment, poured a cup of tea and came back and said, "Xiaoshan didn't mean that. He has been childish since he was a child. , forget about it when you look back.”

Gu Zhuoli sneered, and wanted to ridicule that guy with a thicker skin than the city wall, but was choked back by the cup of tea that Wu Ruiqing held in his hand.

The man held the warm mug in both hands, snorted twice, and finally swallowed the words back.

Wu Ruiqing looked at him seriously, "You have to learn to love your brother and love him like me."

Gu Zhuoli tried to be serious, "I love him very much."

Wu Ruiqing: "..."

In the evening, the city was once again snowed.It took less than 10 minutes for Wu Rui to take a shower, and the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was already white.

He grew up in an orphanage in this city when he was a child, and saw a lot of snow in winter, but it was the first time he saw such a large area.

Fluttering and flying, it seemed to ignore the whistling north wind, falling rapidly in the air.

Wu Ruiqing was in a daze when the phone rang suddenly.

Gu Zhuoli whispered into the microphone, "It's snowing."

"Yeah." Wu Ruiqing subconsciously tightened her bathrobe, "I see."

The man's voice was very low, with a touch of magnetic gentleness, it was transmitted from the microphone, as if speaking in his ear.

"It's snowing, you're all on your mind."

Wu Ruiqing lowered his eyes and smiled after hearing the words, and asked softly after a while: "So, when are you going to resume the tradition of coming to my house for dinner?"

But the man said, "You think I'm only thinking about you, just for this?"

Wu Ruiqing was astonished when he heard the words.

Isn't this just the guy's fancy "I miss you".What else could it mean?

Gu Zhuoli seemed to know what he was thinking, with some pride in his usual high-spirited tone, and said in a low voice, "Xue, we are together."

"You'll find out soon enough."

When Wu Ruiqing hung up the phone, he felt question marks all over his face.

Although that guy has never been very normal, but recently he has been too mysterious, as if a big event is brewing.

Wu Ruiqing hesitated for a long time looking at the snow outside the window, and wanted to send a sentence to the man, "Don't bother doing something deliberate", but after repeated thinking, he still gave up.

He sighed softly, he couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, so he could only make sufficient mental preparations. One day at work, he would be doused in artificial snow at the entrance of the company, and then he would see that guy wearing a frivolous dress walking in the white foam all over the floor. come out.

——This scene remained in Wu Ruiqing's mind for the next few days, and even appeared when he was sleeping and dreaming at night, causing him to wake up in a cold sweat from embarrassment.

In mid-December, Wangxuan's Hefeng Yogurt officially announced that it will cooperate with Shenguan in this year's Christmas event. There was a commotion in Liaoshan's fan base, and everyone was nervous about the commercial value list with a small difference.

When Wu Ruiqing and his younger brother were having dinner, they intentionally or unintentionally mentioned, "It would be very useful if we can take the first place in the commercial value list this year."

Liao Shan was halfway through cooking the rice, he paused with his chopsticks, and said vaguely, "I think it would be useful to take the second place."

"Huh?" Wu Ruiqing looked up, "Aren't you number one now?"

"Oh, I know..." Liao Shan took a few more mouthfuls desperately, as if driving himself at double speed, and after stuffing his mouth full, he muttered while chewing: "Isn't this Do you have a good mentality, give yourself a room to decline. It’s almost the end of the year now, so I’ll drop one place at most.”

The scene of the big boy binge-eating gradually overlapped with that of the boy more than ten years ago.

Wu Ruiqing's eyebrows and eyes were inadvertently stained with tenderness, and he put the last piece of ribs on the plate into his bowl, and said softly: "Brother will not let you go down."

"...Thank you brother." Liao Shan lowered his head and said in his heart, it's actually good to drop one rank.

I want to pour it on.

Wu Ruiqing was completely unaware of his younger brother's mental activities. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then asked, "When will that Chinese manga join the group?"

"January [-]nd." Liao Shan thought for a while, "Anyway, it's after New Year's Day, and the filming location is mainly in Shanghai."

Wu Rui Qing calculated the time, nodded, "It's just right, I'm going to Shanghai in January."

Liao Shan was taken aback, "Are you going for a long time? Brother, aren't you in the company?"

Wu Ruiqing was not in a hurry to speak out about his career plan, he just said casually, "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

The days passed peacefully, and Gu Zhuoli showed up less and less during the day.Wangxuan will launch new products at the end of every year, and Wu Ruiqing thinks that that guy will finally be busy.

It's just that the busier the day is, the more the small window shakes at night.

[Mr. Wu, I have eaten one-third of the chocolate you gave me, my heart hurts so much]

[Working overtime today, I saw the moment when the lights in your office were turned off from such a long distance]

【Mr. Wu, did you think of your friend today? 】

[The longer the millet porridge is boiled, the thicker it will become, and the rice grains and water will melt together, making it difficult to separate each other. 】

[I heard the comparison between two wretched employees in the bathroom... Oh my god, they are really all war scum, okay? 】

Wu Ruiqing is used to reading the man's soliloquy every night before going to bed, and most of the time he only replies with a simple "good night", but when he saw the last sentence tonight, he couldn't help it.

He especially wanted to ask what the comparison was about, but he typed a line and then deleted it.

...I always feel that I will get some hot-eyed reply.

Wu Ruiqing was debating whether to ask or not, when the small window shone brightly in the darkness.

[Mr. Wu, the eighth snowfall in Beijing this winter.You said, when will the ninth snow fall? 】

[I bet it will be on Christmas Eve. 】

Wu Ruiqing was slightly stunned, and subconsciously clicked on the calendar, the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

The phone vibrated again.

[Tomorrow is the last day I will work overtime.Come to my house on Christmas Eve the day after tomorrow, I just learned how to make really good black tea. 】

Inexplicably, Wu Ruiqing suddenly felt a movement in his heart.

For a moment, he seemed to finally understand the deepest charm of this man.

Gu Zhuoli has a clear distinction between love and hate, and his personal style is obvious, but he never forces others.It's like he never hides that he likes to drink, but he only makes tea for Wu Ruiqing.

——He will always only give the other party what he really likes.

The next day, after get off work, Wu Ruiqing deliberately lingered at the company until nine o'clock in the evening before finally knocking on the door of the man's house.

It's strange to say that I have known Gu Zhuoli for so long, this guy stays at home every day, but this is the first time he comes to a man's house.

Gu Zhuoli's home is a classic American style, with warm and bright colors. On such a snowy winter night, the atmosphere of home is everywhere.

The man was still cooking the last dish in the kitchen. Wu Ruiqing didn't know how to cook, so he stood outside the kitchen and looked at it for a while, and then suddenly thought of something, "Where's Little London? I'll go and play with it."

"Oh!" The man's voice tried to cover the sound of stir frying, "It went out with friends! It won't come back tonight!"

"..." Wu Ruiqing almost believed it.

Gu Zhuoli turned off the fire, poured a brightly colored dish of fried bacon with snow peas into a snow-white plate, and explained with a smile, "It met a girlfriend in a pet grooming shop. Mink, I like snow. I just sent it to the store to have a date with my girlfriend Wang Xue.”

Wu Ruiqing couldn't help asking, "Can you find a second mink breeder?"

The smile on the man's face froze, he almost lost his clothes, and said quickly: "No, no, it... er, it's a Pomeranian."

"..."

Gu Zhuoli smiled awkwardly, urged Wu Ruiqing to sit down, and said casually: "Being a mink, you will know the price of being blind sooner or later... Don't think about it, just sit down."

Wu Ruiqing had no choice but to let go of this nonsense full of loopholes.

The man cooked four dishes, with a combination of meat and vegetables, all of which were very homely stir-fries. The only one that took some time was the radish and pork bone soup for Wu Ruiqing.While filling it for him, he said: "In winter, we should eat radishes to nourish our kidneys."

"...Okay." Wu Ruiqing took the small bowl, always feeling weird.

Ever since that guy finished talking about his staff's "wretched comparison" and "actually they are all war scum", his train of thought always subconsciously went astray.

Wu Ruiqing vaguely felt that the man was testing.He has seen a lot of messy boyfriend and girlfriend complaints these days. Girls always make similar moves when they test boys' abilities.

So Wu Rui took a sip of the soup calmly, and said casually, "Although I don't need it, the soup is delicious."

Gu Zhuoli was taken aback when he heard this, and then secretly rejoiced.

Hearing Mr. Wu's meaning, isn't it the same as "I don't need to invigorate the kidney, I give myself completely to you, as long as your kidney is good"!

Seeing his sudden joy, Wu Ruiqing felt that he had guessed right.

A meal is very simple, as if it is no different from the past.After dinner, the two washed the dishes together, and it was already eleven o'clock when everything was cleaned up. Gu Zhuoli curled up on the sofa and checked Weibo every day, and Wu Ruiqing had to sit by the side and make a list for his younger brother.

At eleven fifty, the man suddenly put down his phone.

"Mr. Wu." He called out in a low voice.

Wu Ruiqing raised his head inadvertently, "Huh?"

The man looked out the window with his eyes, "Look, I guessed right, Christmas Eve, the ninth heavy snow this winter."

Outside the window are flying snowflakes, spinning in the night, calm and beautiful.

Wu Ruiqing's brows and eyes softened, "Yes."

Gu Zhuo stood up, walked to the French window, and looked at the city outside.

I don't know if he stayed with Wu Ruiqing for a long time, but gradually he also fell in love with turning off the lights in the living room at night and looking at the city lights outside the window.

The man waited for Wu Ruiqing to follow, then suddenly looked back at him, and said, "There is a guy whose birthday is today."

Wu Ruiqing was startled.

He doesn't know his birthday.

His birth was a disgrace to Wu Qingtai.Back then, his mother gave birth in pain alone in the Wu family mansion, only a few servants were there, not even a doctor.Wu Qingtai threw him directly into the orphanage without letting anyone know his birthday.

For so many years, he has never lived.

The man looked at the snow outside the window with ease, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "I spent some time, and I was pleasantly surprised when I found out. Sure enough, you were destined to be extraordinary from birth. You are the son of Christmas Eve, and you are carried by the elk god... "

A cold finger suddenly touched his lips.

The dark eyes on the opposite side were filled with emotion, but the tone was hasty.

Wu Ruiqing said softly: "Please, don't say those secondary school words."

The redness on the man's cheeks faded quickly, and then he turned his head with a smile, left Wu Ruiqing's fingers, and looked out the window.

"One minute left."

"Huh?" Wu Ruiqing subconsciously glanced at the time, 23:58.

"Eight minutes left for what?"

1 minute left, 23:59, no new day, nothing special.

Wu Ruiqing was confused when Weibo suddenly rang and automatically pushed a business message for him.

[@微博商业消息: Wangxuan Group officially announced new products for this winter: the new launch of the 'Qingtian' series of strawberry ice cream, and revisiting the classics, recalling the 'Meat Duoduo' product line that started the business back then.According to the news, the two new products of this winter have been mysteriously put on sale recently, and you will be able to see the new and classic figures on the shelves tomorrow! 】

Wu Ruiqing looked at things quickly, and it took only a few seconds to glance at them. Then he was stunned for a longer time than reading, and after a subtle pause, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

His gaze flicked over the words "Duo Duo", and then settled on "Qing Tian".

Not long ago, the words that the man said to him in the dark stairwell suddenly echoed in his ears again.

"Do you think I'm poisonous, do you think my heart is dark?"

"No. I think, you are sweet."

Time jump at the top of the screen, 23:59.

The man suddenly whispered: "Meat Duoduo, Xiao Ruiqing's childhood favorite, return it to you."

"Qingtian, my current favorite, I also give it to you."

Wu Ruiqing raised her head in a daze, and bumped into those deep and bright eyes.

Gu Zhuoli turned his head nervously, looked out the window, and asked him in a low voice, "Have you ever heard Molière say that language is a tool given to human beings to express their thoughts. Do you know what I want to say?"

Wu Ruiqing's thoughts were still stuck on the meatiness and sweetness, he was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "I know, you want to talk, so we have to say hello like crazy."

The man couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

When he laughs, his voice is particularly magnetic, and it can touch people's hearts on a quiet snowy night.

Gu Zhuoli looked up at him, and said softly, "I want to say—"

"Mr. Wu, I really like you."

"Would you like me to like you?"

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