Mythical First Love Handbook

The lights were too bright, almost icy white.But when there is one more person in the room, who cares whether it is indifferent or not, only that it will illuminate the whole room, and also clearly illuminate their respective faces and minds.

Si Shao exiled his voice softly, "You are here with me...Yang Yi, there are no gods in the world anymore. People used to pray to the gods, Yuelao, for a good-looking man and a beautiful wife. Master was asked for a literary talent and official fortune. The three gods of war were asked to be invincible in battle. Now, what people want is what they ask for. What they pay for is what they get. I was thinking that the gods are gods made of people's beliefs. But now everyone actually wants It's your own god."

"Then we are equal. Can I get you by giving myself? Similarly, what you give, you can get something from me. For example, if you are willing to send me a bouquet of flowers on Qixi Festival, you can also get me A gift is requested here. Of course, it can only be me."

Si Shaoliu smiled, hooked his lips and laughed softly, "I want to be with you, watch the sun rise and moon set, and listen to the wind blow. I want to tell everyone that the Mr. Yang I'm holding It is the person I like, the person who will hold hands for a lifetime, and will not let go when he reaches Huafa. I used to secretly think a long time ago, if one day my life is exhausted, I want to be with you You slept in the same coffin. Now, and later in the same urn with you."

The person who said he wanted to sleep in the same ashes urn with him refused to go back to his own room, forcibly occupied half of Yang Yi's bed, and Yang Yi was not allowed to run away.The words are very clear, if Yang Yi dares to run away while he is taking a shower, he dares to come out of the closet in place, so let's say whoever is afraid of whom.

The big lamp on the top was turned off, leaving the small lamp by the bed.Si Shaoliu retracted into Yang Yi's arms, trying to wrap himself into Yang Yi's arms as much as possible.

Yang Yi recited poems to coax him to sleep, and he didn't know whether it was too much tossing the night, or the tense heartstrings were suddenly loosened, Si Shaoliu almost fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

Yang Yi hugged him with one arm, carefully took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and was about to send a message to Jiang Zeting, but found that the screen was swiped by vinegar pickled apples again.

Vinegar pickled apple: "Boss, boss, call boss."

Vinegar pickled apples: "Shaoshao tweeted QAQ again"

Vinegar pickled apples: "Shaoshao...Shaoshao seems to be in love QAQ"

Vinegar pickled apples: "We're pretty good at it."

Vinegar Pickled Apple: "Boss!"

Yang Yi shook his hand and almost smashed the phone on Si Shaoliu's head, but fortunately he got it back in time.He suddenly had a bad premonition, and wanted to tell the pickled apples that he was also very good.

He clicked on Si Shaoliu's Weibo. In fact, Si Shaoliu seldom operated Weibo, and seldom shared his daily life on a whim. Most of Weibo was forwarded.

The top one was tonight... when he hid in the bathroom to take a shower.

The accompanying picture is a door, which looks like a bathroom. Unfortunately, it happens to be exactly the same length as the bathroom door of the hotel they are in.

Si Shaoliu wrote: "For an hour and a half, is he going to drown himself in the bathroom, or is he 'threatening' me?"

Seeing the "threat" in quotation marks, Yang Yi couldn't help but think of what Si Shaoliu said about his "ability".The old man blushed, squeezed the phone tightly, and replied inconveniently with one hand: "That's the decision of Shaoshao's life, we just need to continue to support him."

Vinegar-pickled apples: "But... so suddenly QAQ There are so many scumbags now, I'm afraid that the spoon will be at a disadvantage QAQ Although I don't know who can make the spoon suffer like this QAQ"

"Shaoshao didn't say it clearly, maybe we guessed it wrong. Don't worry, we'll see the situation. Don't get too excited when the media uses Siaoshao's Weibo to say things. Shaoshao and Shaoshao's manager will definitely solve it. They will contact me if we need to."

After appeasing the "quick sands", Yang Yi contacted Jiang Zeting and Gao Yao again, only to find out that Si Shaoliu had already made peace with them.One or two reassures him that he can fall in love well and boldly.

Yang Yi, who was not so bold, fell into deep thought, always feeling that something he couldn't predict happened somewhere he couldn't see.Although the development of the situation is indeed moving in a direction that is beneficial to him, will it be a good thing for Zhao Zhao?

The next day, Jiang Zeting was entrusted by Xia Keke to deliver Si Shaoliu's clothes, and when Si Shaoliu and Xia Keke sneaked into the car to do styling.Yang Yi immediately blocked Jiang Caiting, and began to ask Jiang Caiting if he revealed something that should not be revealed.

Jiang Zeting pointed to the sky and swore to the sun, saying that he had said good things about Yang Yi all night, and praised him from the hair to the heel, which convinced Si Shaoliu.He started to bend Yang Yi's thinking, pouring out love scriptures, the key point is that if you like someone and treat him well, you must let him know, many misunderstandings are caused by not speaking clearly.

Yang Yi raised his eyes, didn't let him fool him, and asked him if he really didn't tell Si Shaoliu what happened back then.

Just at this time, Si Shaoliu sent a text message to save Jiang Zeting's life.

Si Shaoliu leaned back on the chair, and the stylist kept fiddling with his short hair, which was only a few inches long.He never understood that when his hair was not cut, it would take a quarter of an hour to pull it back.Now the short hair that is measured in single digit centimeters takes hours to style.Acceptable, incomprehensible.

He used to pass the time by playing games, but now he chooses to chat with his boyfriend.

Jiang Zeting saw that Yang Yi was busy chatting with Si Shaoliu, so he hurriedly wiped the soles of his feet.

Sure enough, during the road show, a reporter asked Si Shaoliu what the Weibo post last night meant, and whether he was in a relationship.

Si Shaoliu smiled and replied: "Literally. As for love...can we skip this question for now? Change the question and I will answer you. Now is the time for "Emperor Wu", not my personal interview."

After the road show, Si Shaoliu chatted with the director alone, found a big job for himself and successfully asked for a day off.

Si Shaoliu was sitting in the passenger seat, looking sideways out of the car window, and saw the flashing tiles of old houses through the neon lights, which were the ancient streets and alleys of city b.

After leaving the Yang residence, he was like a speck of dust, floating erratically, with no place to stay for a long time, and no place to go back.

It wasn't the first time he saw the night view of City B, but it was the first time he felt familiar.

Even a piece of half-new tiles made him feel that he saw the old scene of Yang Zhai.

Where is his home? City S, the house you bought?

His home has been left behind by him since he left.Home is where you can go back.It's the place where someone is waiting for you to go back to.It is the place where you admit from the bottom of your heart that you are attached, miss, and miss.

He wants to go home.

Yang Yi came to pick him up and go home.

Yang Yi was driving and saw that he hadn't spoken, so he asked, "Are you too tired today?"

Si Shaoliu turned his head to look at him, and bent his eyes: "I'm not tired. I'm happy. After wandering for decades, I can finally go home."

At a red light, Yang Yi stopped the car and shook the back of Si Shaoliu's hand: "I found you too late."

Si Shaoliu wanted to say that it was not your fault, it was not your fault, you tried your best, and you were also the victim.

But it's not the time yet.

Si Shaoliu just said: "Marriage is the tomb of love. Let's talk about love for a few more years, so that we can consider clearly whether we can happily enter the urn together."

He blinked at Yang Yi: "Why, I've thought it through, but you haven't thought it through yet?"

"I……"

Si Shaoliu didn't intend to ask Yang Yi to answer at all, "Wait. Even if you haven't thought it through, you don't have a chance to say it. Do you still want to run when it's in my hands?"

When the light turned green, Yang Yi withdrew his hand and drove across the road, hoping that it was a smile he hadn't noticed: "Don't run."

"Really not to run?"

"If you tell me not to run, I will not run away." Yang Yi said.

Yang's house was not located in the bustling area at first, and escaped the bustling circle in the center.I don't know what method Yang Yi used to preserve this old house.

Si Shaoliu stepped over the threshold, and suddenly turned his head to look outside the door. The neon lights were colorfully lit up, and the tall building seemed to be built to the sky.With bright lights everywhere, Si Shaoliu was in a trance for a moment.

He stepped into the century-old house with one foot, and landed on the land a hundred years later.Time whizzed by before his eyes, as if one moment he was sitting on the steps of the Yang Mansion drawing, and the next moment he was no longer even familiar with the brush.

Yang Yi parked the car, came over and saw him in a daze, and asked worriedly: "Is there something wrong with the house?"

"No, it's good everywhere. It's just that you didn't come, I couldn't see you, and I was too timid to be close to the hometown."

Si Shaoliu crossed his legs, scanned around with his head and head, and finally decided to go in the direction of the study.

The time in Yang's house seemed to be frozen, the red lanterns were brightly colored, the dim lights were old electric lights from many years ago, the steps were paved with bluestone, and the window paper was never replaced with transparent glass.

Si Shaoliu touched the window, it was spotless.

"Does someone come to clean it from time to time?"

"When I return to Beijing, I will come back to live. Jiang Zeting also allocated a guest room, and Lao Zhong will come back occasionally. There are a lot of things in city B, and there are many people who come back, so they should be cleaned frequently. You told me today that you want to come back Look, I cleaned it again." Yang Yi has been quietly following behind Si Shaoliu, and when Si Shaoliu asked him, he answered in a straightforward manner.

Si Shaoliu smiled and asked him, "What about my room?"

Yang Yi pursed his lips: "It hasn't changed, I cleaned it very carefully, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Okay." Si Shaoliu took two quick steps and then stopped, beckoning to Yang Yi.When Yang Yi walked to his side, Si Shaoliu held his hand, "Take me there."