Poisonous milk became the film king and found out that I was actually Bai Yueguang [Entertainment]

This night, Lei Fuchao's strategy of pretending to sleep finally achieved certain results.

After leaving for less than half an hour, Xiao Ping sneaked back quietly, acting furtively, for some reason, he even changed his clothes, as if he could disguise himself as another person by changing his clothes.

There was no light outside the window, Lei Fuchao did not turn on the lights, so he couldn't see his shadow cast on the wall, but he heard some footsteps that still existed under the cover of his best efforts, and smelled a little sweet aroma of malt milk tea in his nose.

Lei Fuchao remained motionless, patiently waiting for Xiao Ping to get closer.

Xiao Ping walked very cautiously, no wonder he couldn't be woken up usually, even a cat couldn't be woken up by this movement.

But no matter what, Xiao Ping finally walked to the bedside gradually.

It was too late to say it, but at the same moment when Xiao Ping gently put down the milk tea cup and straightened his waist, Lei Fuchao suddenly lifted the quilt "biu" and sat up, staring at Xiao Ping with all his strength. .

The two looked at each other for a second.

Then Xiao Ping managed...not to be frightened.

Although Lei Fuchao's appearance was too sudden, he was indeed startled, but in the next second he looked at Lei Fuchao from a very close distance, and saw that Lei Fuchao was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes , the sense of panic disappeared.

Lei Fuchao seemed completely unaware that he had been seen through by the enemy, and kept his eyes half-opened solemnly, letting his eyes follow him.He raised his hands to express his surrender, and Lei Fuchao's eyes followed his hands, and he took two steps sideways to avoid knocking over the milk tea when he was playing, Lei Fuchao's head followed him slightly The angle, the expression is very formal and serious.

After thinking about it, Xiao Ping decided to cooperate with him.

Xiao Ping immediately covered his face tightly, squeezed his throat and cried out in shock: "Ah!"

Lei Fuchao was so sleepy that he didn't even notice the delay in his reaction and the low volume, he immediately wrapped up the quilt and lay down to sleep in satisfaction. Looking at the way he was overturned, he probably didn't remember why he was in the first place. I'm going to pretend to be asleep and wait for a rabbit.

Xiao Ping stood by the side and waited for a long time without showing any air, and then sat down along the side of the bed familiarly, and began to secretly take pictures of Lei Fuchao's sleeping posture tonight with his mobile phone.

Many years ago, he also had a Weibo account, which was dedicated to posting Lei Fuchao's daily pictures that were not too private and not too extreme, and Lei Fuchao also let him go.

Xiao Ping still remembers that the first picture posted on that account was a picture of Lei Fuchao standing sideways on the subway looking at the sunset. After finding the key words, it was noticed by several fans.

Then someone immediately educated him: "Stay away from an illegitimate meal as an actor!"

After learning about it, Lei Fuchao laughed at him intermittently for a whole day, and then forwarded it for him to clarify, vaguely revealing that this is not a illegitimate meal, this is a friend, and then he continued to post more and more proudly, at least One, sometimes two or three, lasted for five full years.

Originally, Xiao Ping had long forgotten that account number, and he hadn't thought about it for six years. After thinking about it like this, he suddenly felt nostalgic.

Every photo of Lei Fuchao stored there was taken by him, no matter whether he was casually recording his mood or carefully looking for angles.He knows that Lei Fuchao actually doesn't like to look directly at the camera to take pictures, but sometimes when he notices his behavior, he will turn his head to the side and smile at him and the camera, so he always regards this as a kind of honor.

He logged into the account with the password he had used for many years, wanting to browse the process of Lei Fuchao's gradual evolution from youthful to mature during the five years of acquaintance, the changes in his brows, eyes and temperament, and at the same time he couldn't help but look up. He glanced at Lei Fuchao who was sleeping beside him now.

Lei Fuchao really slept peacefully, if Xiao Ping didn't hold his breath, he wouldn't even be able to hear his breathing.There is a huge gap between the five years when the photo was taken and the six years now. More or less, Xiao Ping can predict that the biggest change in Lei Fuchao's smile may be that his smile has obviously faded compared to now.

Just thinking about this possibility made him feel a little sad, a little frustrated, and a little helpless.

But he still couldn't help unlocking the lock screen, and clicked into the homepage of the old account.

Who knew that to his surprise, the first photo that popped up in front of his eyes was not the last one he posted six years ago.

Xiao Ping thought he was wrong, so he quickly looked again.

That's right, it's not the same picture at all, and the release time shown is also different. This photo was actually posted this afternoon. The person who took the photo was Lei Fuchao, who took a selfie with his mobile phone. The background should be the set of "Wa Sui" , everything has been blurred, and only a him who is busy far behind and can't see his face clearly is clearly picked out.

Some old fans who got the opportunity to interact with each other tried their best to guess who the person was specially picked out in the comment area. From the analysis of the color of the costume to the effect of special makeup, from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, they finally came to the conclusion The conclusions are unified: "If there is no special explanation, it must be based on it!" Lei Fuchao did not refute.

He suddenly heard his own heartbeat, and then realized that this Weibo was posted as "only visible to friends circle", and the spread was relatively low.

And on the Weibo signature, the reminder he left before stated: "Shhh, don't spread the word, if Brother Lei gets angry, maybe he won't be able to shoot." It is still intact now.

Xiao carefully scrolled down the page by sliding the screen, looking at it one by one, yes, Lei Fuchao posted a photo here every day.It's been six years, but he still doesn't seem to like doing this job very much. Most of the time, his face is awkward and reluctant, often showing only half of his face, or his face is expressionless.

Xiao Ping felt that his heartbeat sounded more and more like a squirrel beating a drum.This squirrel must still be playing the drum with its tail, which is why the drum surface is numb, itchy and soft to the touch.

He scrolled down day by day, and unexpectedly saw that on the day when he beat Li Kuofeng, Lei Fuchao probably was too busy during the day, so he only remembered this daily task at night, and he casually took a selfie at the wine table after beating Li Kuofeng. of.The background has not been dealt with, and it seems that there are a lot of people around, but he is half drunk and half angry, his eyes are squinted, and he is rarely compared to a pair of scissorhands.

Turn one day forward, and it will be the day when the two meet again.

On this day, Lei Fuchao posted two photos for the first time, one was a routine selfie, and the other only showed a ring finger.

Xiao Ping was puzzled for a moment, opened his eyes wide and looked carefully, only to see that the background next to his finger was a video on the Weibo page. The pixels were not good, but a rough photo taken by the mobile phone made it even more distorted.

But if he's not mistaken.

That video should be the road interview video he posted with @想你的夜, recalling the action, he just said: "If you have to choose someone to fall in love with, I'm sure that even the person and the heart belong to Lei." Brother."

After spotting this scene, Xiao Ping stopped breathing, and after a long while, he slowly let out a low laugh, sat in the dark, and slowly put the phone on his heart.

After being silent for a long while, he took out his pen, and lightly drew a ring on his own finger, and on Lei Fuchao's finger, took a picture of it and directly logged in to the tuba to send a wild new Weibo.

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