Zhou Mingyu was finally defeated in Cen Feng's deep gaze.

He said discouragedly: "Okay, actually... when we were in Shaoou, didn't I mean that I chased her for many years but didn't catch up with her because she always had someone she liked?"

Zhou Mingyu was a little sad when she said it: "That person is you. From high school to college to now, she only sees you. She has a notebook, and her deskmate secretly took pictures of it for me. There are hundreds of pages in it."

, all written with your name.”

No one else.

The love he wanted to fight for didn't exist at all.

From the beginning, she only liked him.

Maybe it was that snowy night, maybe it was that spring, maybe it was just the flutter and heartbeat of the first sight.

He actually knew at that time that the little girl liked him. But he was such a young boy, carrying a small schoolbag, and had not even finished losing his baby fat. After hearing him sing, he rushed up to him and wanted to give him money, like a girl who had just entered puberty.

I fell in love at first sight with a handsome street singer on the roadside, innocent and immature.

How deep can a child's emotions be?

He never thought that her love would last long.

She will have her own life, meet boys of the same age, and understand what true love means. And Zhou Mingyu's words later confirmed his suspicions.

But it turned out not to be.

From beginning to end, there was only him.

She gave all her love and heart to him alone.

How could there be... such a nice yet silly little girl? It was obvious that he wanted to become strong, he wanted to be strong enough to be her support, but she had already held up a protective umbrella for him.

What kind of mood did you have to do so much for him?

She was always optimistic and bright in front of him, giving him light, love, warmth and companionship. She never told him how she spent those days silently chasing him.

He asked the proprietress to return the sugar bowl to her and left the night market so that she could never find it again.

She didn't even have his contact information, so she secretly left messages on his blog every day.

When he went to country H, she would send him a concerned message every few months as if nothing had happened.

It must be sad.

But I have never complained about anything, and I am still as good as ever, treating him so well.

He thought that she would not like her for a long time. He thought that the immature love at first sight had taken root and sprouted in her heart for so many years, and finally grew into the big tree that protected him.

After Zhou Mingyu finished speaking, he saw that Cen Feng still had the same expression as before, but his eyes were darker. He was about to continue saying something when he suddenly heard Cen Feng say: "I know this, don't tell her."

Zhou Mingyu: "Ah?"

Cen Feng raised his eyes and looked over, with a calm tone: "Just as you helped her hide it from me, you helped me hide it from her."

Zhou Mingyu: “………………”

It's so hard for me.

Am I some kind of double agent???

After Cen Feng finished speaking, he restarted the car and drove on the road to send him home.

When Zhou Mingyu got out of the car, he held the car door and asked worriedly again: "Brother Feng, are you really not angry with us?"

Cen Feng: "It depends on your performance."

Zhou Mingyu: "Hey."

After seeing off Zhou Mingyu, Cen Feng drove back, but did not go back to the villa. He drove to the garage of Xu Zhaixing's house and sat quietly in the dark for a while before dialing her phone.

This time, he picked it up very quickly, shouting excitedly: "Brother~!"

He smiled: "Are you busy?"

Xu Zhaixing said: "No, no, what's the matter?"

Cen Feng said: "I'm downstairs at your house."

The other end said in surprise: "Ah, are you looking for me? But I'm not at home now. Brother, are you looking for me for something urgent?"

Cen Feng paused for a moment and then said slowly: "It's nothing urgent, I just wanted to be lucky."

Xu Zhaixing burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, then just wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon!"

Chenxing was not far from her home. Twenty minutes later, Cen Feng saw a familiar sedan approaching slowly with its headlights on. After parking in the parking space, she got out of the car, wearing the exquisite

Xiao Xiangfeng's outfit has been changed into sneakers and a white T-shirt, and her makeup has been removed, leaving only slender eyebrows and light lipstick.

Cen Feng suddenly remembered the time he met her in the elevator of Chenxing. She was dressed in a nondescript manner and her makeup was faded, as if she had changed her style in a hurry.

At that time, I probably saw him and quickly ran to change my clothes and take off my makeup.

Pretty good at acting.

Cen Feng sighed silently and got out of the car with his cell phone.

Xu Zhaixing was walking and calling him when she suddenly heard a ringtone not far away. She turned around and saw a tall, thin boy wearing a hat walking towards her.

She hung up the phone and waved to him happily: "Brother!"

Since the last time she was almost exposed, Xu Zhaixing has prepared daily clothes and makeup remover in the office. After all, she doesn't want her idol to see her messy and casual beauty again.

Cen Feng came closer and smelled the faint scent of perfume on her body.

It's a bit like the cold fragrance of cedar. It suited the generous Mr. Xu, but not suitable for the cute and cute girl now. But it still smelled good. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair at the corner of her lips for her, and said warmly:

"Let's go."

Xu Zhaixing pursed his lower lip. He was jolted by his idol's actions just now. He lowered his eyes to hide the shyness in his eyes and followed him obediently.

When you open the door and enter the house, a tall robot stands at the entrance.

Xu Zhaixing brought it over in the morning when she went out, so when she came back every day, she felt like it was waiting for her to come home.

While changing her shoes, she greeted the robot: "Qiaoqiao, brother is here to see you."

Cen Feng couldn't help but laugh.

Following her words, he waved to the robot: "Long time no see."

Xu Zhaixing picked up the remote control placed on the shoe cabinet, raised his hand to control the robot and waved it, then he grabbed his throat and imitated the robot's voice seriously: "Long time no see, I'm so happy to see you."

He smiled and shook his head.

Xu Zhaixing giggled twice and handed him the remote control: "Brother, you and Qiaoqiao play. I recently learned a new dessert, let me make it for you to try!"

It seems that every time he comes to her house, she is busy feeding him.

Cen Feng reached out and pulled the girl who was about to run to the kitchen after saying that. Xu Zhaixing turned around and heard him say: "No, just sit with me for a while."

Xu Zhaixing thinks idols are a bit weird.

But I can’t say exactly what’s strange.

But when he said no, she didn't insist. She ran to close the curtains, made a pot of fruit tea, put it on the coffee table, and then sat down next to him obediently.

The chandelier in the living room cast an orange light, and the room seemed warm and quiet. Cen Feng did not speak, but casually leaned on the sofa and read a magazine. Xu Zhaixing waited for a while, licked his lips, and couldn't help but ask:

"Brother, what should we do?"

Cen Feng smiled, closed the magazine, and looked at her: "What do you want to do?"

Xu Zhaixing: ... Jinjiang may not allow me to write what I want to do.

She licked her nails, blinked her eyes, and said hesitantly: "Brother, are you worried about something? Are you in any trouble? Is someone bullying you?"

The more I talked, the more nervous I became.

His eyebrows were furrowed with worry.

Until Cen Feng raised his hand to touch her head and said warmly: "No, I just want to rest here for a while."

That's right, now that the villa has become a studio, and he has so many trips every day, maybe only in her little nest can he truly relax and have a good rest.

She felt a little distressed: "If you are too tired, don't take so many trips and take a good rest."

Cen Feng leaned back, closed his eyes slightly, and said with or without a smile: "I can't stop working when I want to. What if Mr. Xu doesn't agree?"

Xu Zhaixing became anxious: "Why does he disagree? Your studio is none of his business!"

Cen Feng sighed slightly: "After all, we have a cooperative relationship, we can't let Mr. Xu down."

Xu Zhaixing: "No! How could I be disappointed!"

Cen Feng turned his head and looked at her sideways: "You are not Mr. Xu, how do you know?"

Xu Zhaixing: "......"

Seeing how she was choking, he finally couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes and stopped teasing her: "Don't worry, I'm not tired, the work is within my energy range."

Seeing that she still looked worried, Cen Feng sat up straight and asked softly: "Do you want to watch a movie with me?"

Her TV was very big, with a 57-inch high-definition screen, and it was very enjoyable to watch TV. When Idou asked this question, she quickly got up and ran to the TV cabinet to pull out the disc, and put it on the coffee table for him to choose from.
To be continued...