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The morning sun shines in through the tightly drawn curtains, filling the air with fine dust.Jiang Shiye's voice was low and soft, like some kind of carefully ground powder.

Lai Qiuyuan is right, this is indeed a hypnotic love song.

But Cen Si didn't fall asleep.

"Zombie."

He suddenly opened his mouth to call out, his voice was light and powerless, and every word was light and unaccounted for.

But the words used were as usual, narcissistic second, breaking Jiang Shiye's heart together: "You don't have to sing every song just for me, you can make songs that are sung for the whole world."

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"Stop here, go home and continue making songs."

After saying this, Cen Si used his fingers to pick Jiang Shiye's palm.

Jiang Shiye's heart was shattered, the tracks in his head seemed to collapse suddenly, and then violently fluctuated, making his mind a mess.

Start asking stupid questions.

"... When will you go home?"

"I'll be back in two days." Cen Si closed his eyes and said softly, then smiled, "Don't worry."

He has always kept his word, and even the small probability event of defeating country J in the team competition can be verified.Jiang Shiye believed in him very much, and knew that he was suffering physically, so he silently waited for him to fall asleep, and then returned to the capital.

The web drama needs to be promoted, and the summer song meeting needs to be rehearsed.

new song too...

Revise.

He couldn't wait for him by the hospital bed.

As a result, Cen Si went home a day later, alive and well, as if he was sick.

The more he was like this, Jiang Shiye actually became more worried, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only take his hand and put it on his cheek, rubbing it against his cheek, and accused him powerlessly, "You should stay in the hospital a little longer.God."

"I'm fine." Cen Si said, "And I have to come back today, July 8th."

July 8th is the day when Jiang Shiye sang the theme song of the web drama "Elevator Backtracking" and the video was officially launched.

They want to watch together.

Unlike other video apps, which update two episodes a day, it is a subscription-based streaming platform that adopts the model of pre-ordering and launching the entire season.Users can watch continuously on the day of launch.

It's like if you insist on chasing, you can finish chasing the drama today.

But neither of them are actually people who watch TV dramas.

This drama is too long.

Jiang Shiye was also worried that it was smelly and long.

There is a movie screening room at home—although no movie has ever been shown, it was once the place where Cen Si used to analyze game videos.It was rare for them to go in, and projected "Elevator Backtracking" to the super-sized movie screen. Cen Si first sat down on the big round bed, with his legs spread wide, and patted the space between his legs.

Jiang Shiye squirmed and swaggered in, leaning his back against his arms.

Cen Si tied him around the waist, clamped his legs, and pressed his chin against the back of his head.

"What if the show is ugly," Jiang Shiye asked.

"Downfall" he sang is an interlude, "Would you fall asleep without hearing the song?"

It just so happened that Cen Si yawned.

Jiang Shiye: "..."

"No." Cen Si said, "I have a unique way of waking up."

He lifted Jiang Shiye's clothes, put his palms on his belly, and stroked the navel with his index finger, which was obviously provocative.

Jiang Shiye's blood was surging, his heart was itchy, and his throat was numb.

He pulled out his hand, wrapped it around, and said angrily:

"...Do you fucking do prenatal education?"

Cen Si couldn't stop laughing.

Jiang Shiye felt the chest vibrate against his back, such a broad chest felt full of security.

The worry and distress he had been pent up for the past few days suddenly dissipated.

He will be fine.

"Indeed, if only we could have children." Cen Si laughed enough and said, "Do you want a son or a daughter?"

Jiang Shiye really thought about it seriously: "Son, Pi Shi."

"What would you like to be called?"

"... Cen Wu?"

"Should I return Cen Sixteen? The square of four. Or Cen Sizhi? Jiang Shiye's consciousness?"

"... Enough is enough." Jiang Shiye also smiled.

The two actually had a lively discussion about something that would never happen. Cen Si kept laughing, and then asked, "Why are you called Jiang Shiye?"

Jiang Shiye replied calmly, "Because my father's name is Jiang Ye."

Cen Si moved his chin against the back of his head.

I was a little stunned.

Jiang Shiye looked up at him. The protagonist of the TV series had just been trapped in the elevator, and the gray tone flashed on his handsome facial features: "My father abandoned my mother, and my mother has always wanted to find him, so Shiye isShe wanted to find out what my dad meant."

He couldn't help but smiled sarcastically, "I just happened to be born on Valentine's Day again, so it's kind of a prophecy. My mother only wants to leave her lover behind, and I even want to inherit her lover's name."

So she threw Jiang Shiye away so decisively, so decisively that Jiang Shiye never missed her.

Now it's all in a cold tone.

Cen Si pursed the corners of his mouth, with a serious expression on his face.

His arms tightened around Jiang Shiye's waist.

He changed the subject:

"Then guess which si is in my name?"

Jiang Shiye didn't answer, he knew that this must be a set question with the burden of secondary school.

Sure enough, Cen Si said: "Be presumptuous, reckless and reckless."

Jiang Shiye smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

"So Jiang Shiye's wild is not the wild in your father's name, but the wild wild, he is matched with me." Cen Si said firmly and solemnly, "Unscrupulous and unscrupulous, wild and unruly wild. We are a perfect match.".”

Jiang Shiye caught his breath and blinked.

Cen Si is really good at talking, such mentally handicapped consolation still makes his heart rise rapidly like the elevator in the TV screen.

He put Cen Si's hand back on his belly again, and resumed that muffled voice: "...you are right."

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