Yan Xiao's heart began to pound, so violently that even his eardrums began to swell.
"Looks familiar." He repeated these two words, looking at Ye Fei without blinking, as if he wanted to see into his heart through his face.
"Hmm," Ye Fei stood up, stretched out his hand and poked the small pendant, thinking, "I think I bought it too..."
He returned the key to Yan Xiao: "Let me tell you, my classmates back then either liked Kobe or Iverson, but I was the only one who liked Nowitzki, and my jersey number was 42."
Ye Fei smiled and looked at Yan Xiao: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I would find someone who shares the same interests with me. Mr. Yan also watches NBA?"
Yan Xiao said: "I won't watch it."
Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh" nonchalantly, automatically understanding Yan Xiao's words as watching it in the past, but not watching it now. This is normal. In fact, his love did not last long. The heavy study tasks in the senior year of high school left him no time to think about anything else.
When I went to college and developed other interests and hobbies, I couldn’t remember my former idols anymore. After all, walls are always better when they are new.
Yan Xiao probably just grabbed a keychain from somewhere and used it. It didn't have any special meaning.
"Change your keychain when you have time," Ye Fei suggested as she turned and walked towards her door, "This one is so old."
Not only was it old, there was also a red spot on it, as if it had been stained with red ink. I don’t know how Yan Xiao, who always loved neatness, could tolerate this.
Ye Fei took out the key to open the door. Just as the keyhole turned a circle, Yan Xiao suddenly called his name beside him: "Ye Fei, your..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his cell phone rang. Yan Xiao was unmoved and wanted to continue asking, but Ye Fei raised her chin towards him and said, "Answer the phone."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked into the house.
Yan Xiao watched him open and close the door, lowered his eyes and pressed the answer: "You'd better be okay."
Cheng Minghao felt a chill on his back on the other end of the phone. He didn't understand why he was so angry all of a sudden, and stammered, "Just... I want to discuss with you about the cooperation with the postdoctoral mobile station of the university."
During this period, Yan Xiao always got off work on time, so a lot of work fell on Cheng Minghao. Otherwise, in the past, he wouldn't even know where to go at this time.
When talking about serious matters, Yan Xiao's tone became much calmer. While opening the door, he explained the cooperation process to Cheng Minghao.
After ending the call, Yan Xiao sat on the sofa, staring at the small pendant in a daze.
His apartment is the same as Ye Fei's, both are over 60 square meters. The sofa is very small and much more cramped than the previous villa.
But Yan Xiao did not feel uncomfortable. He had slept in a large bunk bed with more than 20 people before. What he wanted most was a bed of his own. In comparison, the conditions here were not much better.
The pendant was indeed very old. Even if he kept it carefully, the white jersey had begun to turn yellow, and it was obvious that it had been used for many years.
Yan Xiao stretched out his fingers and gently grasped the cold keychain, as if this would help him to strengthen his connection with Ye Fei.
It’s good not to remember, Yan Xiao said to himself.
In that way, in Ye Fei's eyes, he would always be the Yan Xiao who could satisfy any of his requests anytime and anywhere, instead of the poor and embarrassed Yan Xiao who couldn't even scrape together fifty yuan after searching all over his body.
It's just that unwillingness and selfishness often play tricks on him. No matter how shallow and difficult the situation is, Yan Xiao hopes to leave some trace in Ye Fei's heart, no matter how small it is.
In the next few days, the number of views of "Please Wake Up" continued to rise. The entertainment groups of major forums are almost all filled with discussion threads about this drama. The power of spontaneous recommendations from fans is terrifying. Within a week, "Please Wake Up" became an all-round hit on the Internet.
Tianxi Entertainment became famous through this. It no longer had to worry about investment issues for its latest TV series, and major advertisers also came to it. Gu Ruijia is in high spirits and is busy every day, seeming to be ready to do something big.
"Ye Fei, come here, let's take a photo." Gu Ruijia pushed the door open and pulled Ye Fei out.
Ye Fei adjusted her hair: "What photo?"
"The company's official website needs a group photo of the founders to be used in the update," Gu Ruijia took Ye Fei to the dressing room and motioned for the makeup artist to come over and put makeup on him. "Our current official website homepage is too ugly. The design department has designed a new one and it will be replaced in a few days."
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes slightly: "Do you look down on me?"
"What?" Gu Ruijia sat down next to him and called another makeup artist.
"You're kidding," Ye Fei sneered, "With a face like mine, do I need to put on makeup to take photos?"
Gu Ruijia turned her head to look at him.
Ye Fei was wearing a thin light blue denim shirt today with three buttons open on the chest, revealing his fair and firm chest. It was a very formal outfit, but he wore it in a frivolous way.
At this moment, he was leaning lazily against the back of the chair, with his long legs stretched forward and crossed, his eyes slightly raised, and his face was beautiful and lively. He could really kill everyone in seconds without any makeup.
Didn’t you see that even the makeup artist who has seen many celebrities was secretly glancing at him?
But Gu Ruijia would not tolerate him, and sneered, "Why, are you too thick-skinned to be painted?"
"Jealousy makes people ugly," Ye Fei closed his eyes and let the makeup artist clean his skin. "No wonder my first reaction when I heard about taking photos was to put on makeup."
"You fucking——" Gu Ruijia slammed the table and was about to come over to beat him up, but was stopped by the makeup artist.
"Boss Gu," the makeup artist said in embarrassment, "I'm doing skin care. Please wait a moment."
Gu Ruijia snorted, but finally calmed down.
The company has professional photographers, so taking a group photo is a piece of cake. But Gu Ruijia was busy. Sometimes he complained that the posture was wrong, and sometimes he thought the expression was inappropriate. After struggling for more than half an hour, he was barely satisfied.
"Don't pull me when taking photos next time." Ye Fei walked out of the studio expressionlessly.
Gu Ruijia smiled awkwardly and said nothing out of guilt.
It’s not that he is picky, it’s just that the gap in appearance between him and Ye Fei is too big, and even makeup can’t make up for it.
What can he do? I can only look for more angles.
"Why is it so hot?" Ye Fei frowned and fanned herself with her hands.
"No," Gu Ruijia stood at the air outlet and felt it, "the air conditioner is on normally." He turned to Ye Fei and was about to make a teasing remark when he saw Ye Fei's face flushed, even her jawline was red.
"Wait a moment." Gu Ruijia walked around to him, pulled down his collar and stared at his face carefully.
"Why," Ye Fei raised an eyebrow, "You finally realized that your true love is me?"
"Get lost!" Gu Ruijia cursed angrily and turned on the front camera of her phone. "Look for yourself. I think your popularity is a little abnormal."
Ye Fei frowned and looked over. The small red dot on his cheekbone was clearly reflected on the screen.
"It looks like an allergy," Gu Ruijia put down the phone, frowned and thought, "You didn't touch anything..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Could it be those cosmetics? But I'm fine."
"It's possible," Ye Fei immediately walked towards the elevator, "I'm going to the hospital."
There is a Grade A hospital near their company, and Gu Ruijia was worried, so she accompanied him there. The final diagnosis turned out to be a cosmetic allergy. But it's not serious. It will heal in a few days with the ointment prescribed by the doctor.
"What a pity that I didn't take a picture of you looking so miserable just now," Gu Ruijia laughed happily, "Let's see if you show off again in the future."
At this moment, the small red spots on Ye Fei's face had spread into red spots, mainly distributed on the cheeks and forehead, making him look completely different from his usual handsome and elegant appearance.
Ye Fei smiled indifferently, facing the glances from passers-by: "I think you didn't learn Chinese well in elementary school, and you don't even understand the principle that flaws do not outweigh merits."
Gu Ruijia: “…”
Gu Ruijia pretended to vomit and immediately moved one meter away from him. But joking aside, I still reminded him: "Don't forget to apply the medicine every six hours."
Ye Fei nodded and accepted his kindness.
At night, Ye Fei was applying ointment in front of the mirror when there was a knock on the door. Yan Xiao's voice came from outside the door: "Ye Fei, it's me."
Ye Fei's fingers paused, and subconsciously turned his back to the door: "What's the matter?"
He could walk around the city with this face without any care, but he just didn't want to face Yan Xiao like this.
Yan Xiao hummed and said, "Open the door first."
"If you have anything to say, please talk to me on WeChat," Ye Fei said vaguely, "It's not convenient for me now."
Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, thinking that the inconvenience he mentioned was about taking a shower, so he said, "It's okay, I can wait."
"What's going on?" Ye Fei walked to the door holding the ointment, but still didn't open it. "Is this not possible?"
Yan Xiao always felt that something was wrong with Ye Fei. After thinking about it, he insisted, "No."
Ye Fei hesitated for a moment and said, "Then wait a moment." He ran to the bedroom, took a mask and put it on, and then put a hat on his head. Then he turned around and opened the door: "Go ahead."
He didn't look at Yan Xiao, but turned his face slightly, as if there was something on the door frame that attracted him extremely.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao looked at him for a few seconds, pointed at his mask and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Fei stepped aside to let Yan Xiao in, and walked inside in her slippers: "I'm allergic."
"Let me see." Yan Xiao immediately grabbed Ye Fei's wrist, his face serious, as if he had encountered something big.
"No need," Ye Fei quickly hid back and refused, "I've already gone to the hospital for a checkup and will be well soon."
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao held his shoulders to prevent him from moving, and said stubbornly, "Let me see."
Seeing that Ye Fei didn't respond, he paused and added, "I'm worried, okay?"
He was much stronger than Ye Fei, but he did not try to lift Ye Fei's mask forcefully. Instead, he just held his wrist and asked for his consent very seriously.
Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then curled her lips and smiled: "Okay."
He took off his mask, threw his hat on the sofa, and raised his face to Yan Xiao: "It's rare that you are so ugly, let me open your eyes."
Yan Xiao didn't respond. He just stared at Ye Fei in silence, and moved his fingers as if he wanted to touch the red and swollen areas. But because she was afraid that Ye Fei would feel pain, she didn't touch him in the end, and only asked him: "Did you apply medicine?"
"I'm just about to apply it," Ye Fei twisted the ointment in her hand again, sat on the sofa, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "You have something urgent to ask, so of course, Mr. Yan comes first."
Yan Xiao said "I'll do it", took the ointment in his hand, squeezed a little on his fingertips, lifted Ye Fei's chin, and slowly applied it from the forehead downwards.
"Boss Yan, the force you're applying is itchy. Hurry up and apply it," Ye Fei turned away and snorted, "Are you deliberately slowing down so that you can look at my ugliness for a while longer..."
Before he could finish his words, his red and swollen face was suddenly lifted up by a pair of hands.
Ye Fei looked at Yan Xiao in a daze.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name and said, "Can I kiss you?"
Without waiting for Ye Fei to answer, he lowered his head and gently kissed the right corner of Ye Fei's lips.
"Not ugly at all," Yan Xiao said, and kissed the left corner of her lips again, "Very beautiful."
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