[Bojun Yixiao] The two of us are locked

In a few days, it will be Wang Yibo's 22nd birthday.

The previous "information leakage" incident, after an explosive hit on the hot search and became a hot topic in the society, finally reached the peak unsurprisingly, and gradually cooled down after that.

Wang Yibo doesn't know what method the company used, or maybe the incident was so big that it attracted the attention of higher-level bosses. Anyway, from his side, the number of harassing calls is decreasing every day, and he also uses various software. The password has already been changed.Although annoying people and things still exist, it is much better than before.

Wang Yibo has always been a person who knows how to be content. Now that things are slowly starting to change for the better, he is too lazy to spend energy and worry every day to deal with those negative emotions.After all, in his life, there are things that he cares about more than those, and that make him want to inject more energy.

On the night of August [-]rd, Wang Yibo took a shower, took a picture album he couldn't understand, and lay down on the big soft bed to wait.

Although his eyes were fixed on the album, his mind was blank.The world-famous paintings in the album almost entered through his eyes, and how did they come out of his eyes intact.

After waiting for about half an hour, the painting on the left page of the album was about to be stared into a series of holes by Wang Yibo, and he finally let it go because of a phone call.

"Here?" Wang Yibo asked along with the words, and for some reason, he suddenly felt his heart beating slightly, as if there were countless small people crowded in his heart, beating a small drum in his hand regardless.

"Well, it's here." The person on the other end of the phone smiled slightly, probably hearing the "drumbeat" in someone's heart through the receiver, and deliberately softened his voice, "I will call you to report that you are safe as soon as I enter the hotel. That's enough, isn't it interesting?"

Wang Yibo immediately laughed when he heard that, "How's the environment over there?"

"Very good." Xiao Zhan said, "And the scenery is beautiful. I've been taking pictures since I got off the plane. If you want to see it, I'll hang up and send it to you."

Wang Yibo said a little helplessly: "I didn't ask you about that, I asked about your living environment—forget it, I'd better watch it myself, you hang up the phone, and I'll give you the video."

He didn't allow Xiao Zhan to say more, he hung up the phone first, then clicked on WeChat, and quickly sent him a video invitation.

A moment later, when the video was connected, Wang Yibo's heart tightened, and he swallowed involuntarily, but when he looked again, he couldn't see the person he was thinking about day and night from the screen, only a bunch of tables, chairs and benches with unique styles .

"..." Wang Yibo held his breath, and said, "Where's the person?"

Xiao Zhan's voice immediately came through the phone speaker: "Don't you want to see the scene?"

God really wants to see the scenery!

Wang Yibo endured the collapse, gritted his molars and said, "Okay, the scenes are over, now you can show me the people."

Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "I haven't shown you around yet, let me show you around first."

After speaking, he held up his mobile phone like a professional tour guide, and while showing Wang Yibo around his room, he explained to him.

Wang Yibo was bored, but he couldn't bear to leave him alone, especially his Brother Zhan's voice was so nice, even though he was anxious to meet someone, he didn't urge him any more.

Xiao Zhan said that he came to report his safety as soon as he entered the door, and he did not lie.Through the lens of his mobile phone, Wang Yibo saw the suitcase he ruthlessly left at the door, and the slippers that had not been replaced.

The environment of the hotel looked pretty good, at least much stronger than he expected.

Wang Yibo knows that Xiao Zhan has been very busy and hard working in making announcements recently, so he sincerely hopes that he can live in a better place so that he can relax and have a good rest after work.

"The inside of the house is like this, how is it? Isn't it good?" Xiao Zhan took him around, opened the balcony door, and said, "The scenery outside is also very good. Look, isn't it amazing?"

Wang Yibo looked through the lens of his mobile phone, and found that the sky over there was going to be dark or not. From a distance, the sky seemed to have many colors, heavy ink and thick colors mixed together, it was really beautiful.

"Unfortunately, I have a job this time," Xiao Zhan sighed softly, "Next time, find an opportunity, when you are free, and we will come together again." Then he wouldn't have to be so limited to only use this phone on his phone. The small camera came to show him the "live broadcast" of the scenery here. They could hold hands and walk together in the desert under the starry sky, and then embraced and kissed in the dry wind.

Wang Yibo was taken aback for a moment, but after hearing the meaning of his words, his heartbeat that had just slowed down began to jump up again.

His brother Zhan, this is sharing his favorite and exciting things with himself, so that he can empathize with his happiness and joy.

"Okay." Wang Yibo smiled sweetly, and his voice was so gentle that water could be squeezed out, "We will go together next time, for sure!"

After that day, Xiao Zhan briefly immersed himself in his busy schedule, and "lost contact" with Wang Yibo.

For the whole day on August [-]th, not only did Wang Yibo not get a photo of Xiao Zhan, he didn't even receive a message of greeting from him.

Wang Yibo opened the WeChat dialog with Xiao Zhan several times, but finally closed them all intact.

"Forget it." He thought resignedly, "Brother Zhan is busy, so let's not bother him."

But he said "forget it" with his mouth, but he didn't count it in his heart.

In the evening, Wang Yibo picked up his picture album which he used as a cover again, changed a page, and continued to absent-mindedly stare at the people in the picture.

After staring for a few minutes, he picked up the phone beside him to check the time.

He stared until [-]:[-] in the evening, and finally couldn't stop staring. He simply put aside the picture album that was in the way, and concentrated on turning on and off the phone.

In 10 minutes, it will be August 22th.Today is Wang Yibo's [-]nd birthday.

Last year, he celebrated his 21st birthday with the crew, and he still clearly remembers that day when Brother Zhan counted down to himself in front of the whole crew.

Every time he remembered that time, the corners of Wang Yibo's mouth could reach his ears.

It's a pity that Brother Zhan couldn't be by his side for my birthday this year, let alone the countdown.

There is no countdown, and no one to watch the stars with me.

Wang Yibo glanced at the poor picture album that he threw away and huddled in a corner with some disappointment, thinking with a little disgust: last year he was still a widow, and his brother Zhan celebrated his birthday, this year he managed to get out of the singles and be with his beloved Together, I only have this broken album to accompany me on my birthday.

It's really not as good as every year.

Disliked Broken Album: "..."

Miserable or I am miserable, it's fine if you don't take it seriously, and you have to face the rejection.I kind of want to run away from home and have a different owner.

Wang Yibo withdrew his disgusted gaze, and endured another 10 minutes while the phone screen flickered on and off.

Seeing that there were still a few seconds left, he suddenly tensed up, imitating what Xiao Zhan did last year, silently counting down to himself.

10、9、8、7、6、5、4、3、2、1——

"Happy 22nd birthday, Wang Yibo." Wang Yibo said to himself in his heart.At the same time, he turned on his cell phone, heart beating to see if the person he was looking forward to the most had sent him a message.

However, he unlocked his phone and searched through his various social software, but found no information from Xiao Zhan.

For a moment, his full of anticipation was immediately quenched by the cold water pouring down from his head, and it also chilled his heart from head to toe.

Wang Yibo was disappointed for a while, but immediately comforted himself: "Maybe it's because of his jet lag that he misremembered the time."

There is a 4-hour time difference between the UAE and China. It is 12 o'clock at night on my side, and it should be just 8 o'clock on Zhan Ge's side.

Although he misremembered the time and should be "unforgivable", but who made himself like him.No matter how big the "sin" is, it seems so insignificant before the word "like".

Wang Yibo quickly adjusted his mood, grabbed his phone, and got under the covers.

After thinking about it, I opened Weibo and looked at it a little unwillingly.

Just after he opened Weibo, before he was allowed to take a closer look, someone knocked on the door of his room, and then Xiao Gu's voice came in lightly from outside the door.

"Brother Wang, are you asleep?"

Wang Yibo: "Sleeping."

As soon as the words fell, the door of his room was slashed open by the key card, and then the door opened, poking half of Xiao Gu's head in.

"Brother Wang, happy birthday!" Xiao Gu leaned in with his head sideways, but his body remained outside. From Wang Yibo's perspective, he could only see his head floating in the air, sending chills down his spine for no reason.

Wang Yibo: "...you can either come in or go out."

Xiao Gu was invited by the boss, and slipped in sideways.With one hand behind his back, he hooked his feet and closed the door tightly, and then his face was full of obscenity.Suo smiled and walked towards him.

Wang Yibo felt a little creepy when he laughed, and wondered if this year's Ghost Festival was brought forward.

Xiao Gu rushed to Wang Yibo with a few strides, and with the other hand he pulled back, and in the next second he had already handed a flat box to him.

Wang Yibo stared down at the box and raised an eyebrow at him.

"I didn't send it to you." Xiao Gu was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he quickly clarified, "The one we sent you will be delivered to you at dawn. This is entrusted by someone, and I want to give it to you right now."

When Wang Yibo heard the words "entrusted by others", his heart became faintly hot again, and even the eyes he looked at Bianhe became much hotter.

He quickly reached out to grab the box, but when he raised his hand, he felt that his actions were too hasty, so he took it calmly, looked at it, and put it aside.

Seeing that he just glanced at it and didn't make any more moves, Xiao Gu pointed cautiously and asked, "Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"

Wang Yibo tried his best to keep his eyes on him, and said, "Let's wait a while, there will be an advertisement to be released in two days, please remember to urge Kang Yi to ask for a copy."

Xiao Gu has been following him for not a day or two, so he naturally knows that everything he is showing at the moment is serious, so he tried his best to hold back his smile, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to sleep first, Brother Wang go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he said his birthday wishes again, and finally left with a smile.

Wang Yibo waited until he closed his door tightly and returned after making sure that he would not make another sudden attack, then he grabbed the flat box beside him.

He looked at the box, and before he even opened it to see what was inside, he couldn't control the corners of his mouth.

Then he hugged the box in his arms, hugged it gently, and then laid it flat on his legs, and opened it very carefully and cherishingly.

This box is not too big, it is only as long as half his arm.

Before opening the box, Wang Yibo couldn't guess what was inside. He didn't know what was inside until he opened the box to one side, and he guessed from the exposed part that it should be a photo frame.

photo frame?

Wang Yibo thought to himself: Could it be that Brother Zhan sent himself a photo of him so that he could quench his thirst?

He was amused by his own brain hole.With a laugh, Wang Yibo finally took the thing out of the box.

The outside of the photo frame is covered with a layer of anti-collision film, and the four corners are fixed with plastic foam. The anti-collision film is not too thick. Through the film, you can faintly see the blurred outline in the photo frame, but it is not clear.

But even if he couldn't see clearly, Wang Yibo probably guessed what the picture in the photo frame was from the blurred outline.

He held the frame in both hands with an almost devout expression.Then he took a deep breath and slowly tore off the anti-collision mold.

Without that layer of occlusion, Wang Yibo immediately saw the picture in the photo frame clearly—it was a painting, a pencil sketch, in a completely realistic style. picture.

Wang Yibo's fingertips brushed against the glass of the photo frame lightly, feeling happy and moved in his heart.

But the photo that Xiao Zhan copied was from him a long time ago, how could Brother Zhan have this photo?

He stared at the painting obsessively, until a sudden ringing of the phone brought him back to reality.

"Happy birthday, Wang Yibo." Xiao Zhan's voice was panting and anxious, and he said very apologetically, "I was called away by the staff just now to talk about something. I missed the midnight, are you not angry with me?"

Wang Yibo is now so beautiful that he can go to heaven, but he wagged his tail and pretended to be indifferent: "No, it's just a birthday, it doesn't matter if it's zero or not."

Hearing his voice, Xiao Zhan seemed not very interested, and asked again: "Have you received the gift?"

Wang Yibo set up the photo frame, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it looked good, no matter how he looked at it, he thought he liked it, "Well, I received it, thank you Brother Zhan. I even found someone to send it to me." It's too thoughtful!

Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "I have prepared another gift, I will give it to you when I go back. You get that now, and I want to receive it on your birthday as soon as possible."

Wang Yibo's sweet nose was sour, and his eye sockets were also a little hot.

He tried his best to control his emotions, trying not to make Xiao Zhan feel worried.

But Xiao Zhan, as if he didn't want to make him unhappy, said to him through the phone from a long distance, "I miss you so much, son of a bitch."

Wang Yibo finally couldn't help crying because of these words.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zhan talked to himself for a long time, seeing that Wang Yibo had been ignoring him, he asked, "Are you really mad at me because I didn't tell you happy birthday at midnight?"

Wang Yibo took the phone away, took a deep breath, and said, "No."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Zhan heard his strange behavior, "What are you doing?" Xiao Zhan panicked, "Are you crying? Why are you crying?"

Wang Yibo bit his lip, not speaking.

Xiao Zhan hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, you are the birthday star today, you can't cry, be good, don't make me worry."

Wang Yibo gritted his teeth and nodded, only to realize that Xiao Zhan couldn't see it after nodding, so he let out an aggrieved "Hmm".

Xiao Zhan's heart was about to make him cry, he was at a loss on the other end of the phone and said, "Oh, why don't I sing you a song, okay?"

Wang Yibo wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and said, "Okay~"

Xiao Zhan cleared his throat, filled his heart with love, and sang an extended version of "Happy Birthday" for him, which included Chinese, English and Arabic, three languages ​​- Arabic is the official language of the UAE, Xiao Zhan After arriving here, I deliberately asked the locals to learn the phrase "Happy Birthday".

After singing the song, Wang Yibo's mood eased a little, and Xiao Zhan's high hanging heart finally let go.

The two whispered love words on the mobile phone for a while, expressing their lovesickness to each other, until Wang Yibo carefully heard Xiao Zhan yawning frequently, and then urged him to go to rest.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yibo looked at the painting at hand, so excited that he couldn't fall asleep.

"My brother Zhan is so good." Wang Yibo said in his heart, "My brother loves you even more, what should I do."

He admired Xiao Zhan's paintings almost obsessively for a while, and then reluctantly wrapped the photo frame as before, and stuffed it back into the box.

Then he lay on the bed and started playing with his phone.

He subconsciously clicked on Weibo first, and found that the latest post on the homepage was a new Weibo just released by Xiao Zhan.

X Jiu Youth League Xiao Zhan DAYTOY: I don’t want to say too much!Happy birthday Pharaoh!Go ahead! ! @UNIQ-Wang Yibo [Picture] [Picture]

The corner of Wang Yibo's mouth opened again involuntarily, and then he replied: My God, thank you Brother Zhan! ! ! (Motorcycle photos should be updated)

After posting, he glanced at the painting that Xiao Zhan gave him.

Then, he clicked into his homepage and saw that under the birthday news automatically sent by the system, there was also a blessing from "Brother Zhan".

X Jiu Youth League Xiao Zhan DAYTOY: Brother, happy birthday! [Hee hee][Hee hee][Hee hee][cake][cake][cake]

He was dazzled by happiness for a moment, and without thinking about it, he replied directly: Thank you Brother Zhan [bad laugh][bad laugh]

Not long after, he received another notification message, opened it happily, and saw his brother Zhen Zhan, who replied to the message he just replied: Brother!This is fake!I take it! [picture]

Wang Yibo clicked on the profile picture of the person he had just replied to, and found that the other party was indeed a fake account wearing Xiao Zhan's full set of disguises.

Wang Yibo: "..."

He thought others didn't see it, so he silently deleted his stupid reply, and went to bed angrily.

Just as he lowered the light level, he was hesitating whether to turn on the central three sets, when the phone screen suddenly lit up again—it was a WeChat message sent to him by Xiao Zhan.

[Brother Zhan: It's on the hot search, how can you be so stupid?So silly and cute. 】The author has something to say: People in love will become stupid hahahahaha, so when you reply to the high imitation account incident, you should laugh a little and save some face for the children.

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