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"It's much more tidy than our dormitory back then. The place where Fang Zekun is must be in chaos." Lu Xi looked around a little curiously, "It's just that your place is not big, our company is very generous in this regard."
"Youen has obsessive-compulsive disorder. If someone doesn't put things in order, he will feel uncomfortable all over." Qin Lu opened the refrigerator with a smile, put his hands on the door and turned his head, "tea, cola, juice, milk, what to drink?"
Lucy: "No beer?"
Qin Lu raised his eyebrows and looked at him speechlessly.
"That oolong tea." Lu Xi picked up the panda pillow on the sofa and hugged it in his arms, smiling slyly: "I remember your birthday was on Christmas Eve, just kidding."
Qin Lu handed Lu Xi a bottle of scented tea: "There is no oolong tea."
"By the way, can you cook?"
"The level of using up soy sauce for a meal."
"That's it."
"Which is your room?"
Qin Lu raised his finger and started to process the vegetables.
Lu Xi wandered into Qin Lu's room and could see the traces of several people's lives. Different personalities like different things. Dancers' posters, daily necessities of different styles, Qin Lu's reference books are still spread out on the desk, and half of the titles are slightly scribbled but still beautiful.
He picked up a reference book and flipped through it. Although he was familiar with it and had an impression, it seemed that he could not remember clearly after a layer of fog. "Have you thought about which school to go to?"
Qin Lu leaned out of the kitchen: "what did you say?"
"Do you have an idea for the school you want to test?" Lucy shook the book in his hand.
Qin Lu said "um" and briefly said that he wanted to take the acting department.
Lucy wasn't too surprised either, he could feel that Qin Lu liked to perform. He swayed back to the living room, squatted in front of the TV cabinet and accidentally watched the rows of DVDs: "A lot of love movies. Are these your teammates?"
Qin Lu didn't have to look back to know that Lu Xi was talking about Wei Zige's, so he began to cut celery, "Well, Wei Zige likes this kind of stuff, how many have you seen?"
"I'm not very interested in this kind of... ah."
Lu Xi paused strangely for a while, then Qin Lu turned his head inexplicably: "what's the matter."
He touched his nose and said quickly, "It's nothing."
Qin Lu and Lu Xi, who was squatting in front of the TV cabinet, looked at each other silently for a while, and then Lu Xi raised his finger embarrassedly and pointed to a certain position: "Ah, I saw the first movie I made after my debut."
His ears quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he added quickly with a sullen expression: "There is nothing to see, and I couldn't get a good book at that time, and of course I didn't have any acting skills."
Qin Lu nodded: "What's the name of the movie?"
Lucy replied in seconds, "I don't remember."
Qin Lu: "I can Baidu."
Lucy: "..."Heartbeat Diary with the School Bully"."
Qin Lu was silent for a while, before making a flat "Oh".
He looked at Lu Xi for a while with a smile in his eyes, and turned his head to continue cutting vegetables as if nothing had happened: "Let's watch this after dinner."
Lucy:"……"
"Absolutely not!"
The aroma of dinner gradually began to diffuse in the room, and Lucy quickly put the dark history behind him.
The slowly steaming heat is very healing and can be regarded as a home-cooked dish, but it is full of color and fragrance, and the taste seems to be warm, making people feel ironed and soothed.
The colors of the vegetables even match well, and it's just so comfortable to look at.
The porridge made by Qin Lu didn't seem to be anything special, and Lu Xi tasted it curiously and narrowed his eyes unconsciously and comfortably.
He didn't know how to describe it, and the vocabulary was very poor: "It's better than nutritious porridge."
Qin Lu smiled: "remember to wash the dishes."
Lucy nodded contentedly.
"That's right." Lucy remembered something, took a photo from his bag and handed it to Qin Lu.
Qin Lu glanced down, "...Your selfie?"
Lucy took out a pen, "What's your sister's name?" He put on a "secret" gesture and said with a bright smile, "Special fan benefit, autograph photo."
On the other hand, after seeing the hot search of Qin Lu and Lu Xi shopping together, Qin Yihan found that her Weibo was being @@.
Although Qin Yihan's unread news has been flying all over the sky since the star chaser accidentally dropped, but the number has increased significantly today.
She clicked in and read a few, and suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood in her throat.
It's impossible to admit, she's actually been at Lemon from a long time ago, Lemon has gotten to the point of depression.
She has been entangled all the time, and always felt that asking Qin Lu about Lu Xi was not like an illegitimate behavior, so she always had a bottom line and never took the initiative to ask.
Qin Yihan sometimes admires herself. She is simply the most qualified star chaser. She is determined not to cross the line between idols and fans, and not to do anything that bothers idols herself. In fact, she didn't know if she asked others, but when she thought that Lu Xi's life had been affected by the issue of illegitimate children, she felt that she couldn't do anything similar to them.
She really likes Lucy, she likes his side as an idol, likes his dazzling appearance on the stage, likes the way he smiles because of the fans' support, likes his dance full of vitality and infinite confidence look.
Every time she looks at it, it can give her strength, and exhaustion can be swept away. As long as she sees Lucy's stage, she can be resurrected with blood, and it seems that she can go forward.
She hopes to see the other party keep climbing on the path she likes, and see Lucy getting better and better. She wants to collect his albums, photo cards, posters, sign autographs, and leave traces of the people she likes around her. Happy to be surrounded by loved ones when decorating the room.
It's not about knowing where and what Lucy is going to do privately, and it's not about falling in love with him.
Only in the sky can the stars continue to shine, and she will never be the one who wants to take them off.