Lin Jianshen didn't even look at him, and walked straight out. The man didn't care, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him, and followed.

"How is your little fiancee?" The man, Lin Jianshen's manager and assistant, asked Dai Zhong gossip.

Having spent a long time with someone like Lin Jianshen who is taciturn, Dai Zhong has gradually become somewhat chatty. Even if Lin Jianshen doesn't answer, he can talk for a long time by himself.

"She didn't scold you, did she? I heard that she entered the hospital to lose weight to chase stars, did you go in and ask her? Is she really going to break off the marriage with you for Chu Yan?"

The two came to a low-key black car, Lin Jianshen got into the back seat, and Dai Zhong went around to the front and sat in the driver's seat.

Didn't ask what he wanted to hear, Dai Zhong probed from the front, and his tone was very hateful: "Why are you so calm? Look at how dedicated Chu Yan is, and he is performing in various variety shows, what does it look like to you? If you don't participate in the event, he can rob your little fiancee this time, and the next step will be your fans!"

Lin Jianshen took off his mask, a faint coldness lingered in his eyebrows, and his expression was indifferent: "So what?"

Dai Zhong was about to laugh at him angrily: "That's your fiancee!" Can a normal man endure such a thing as wearing a cuckold?

"It's business marriage." The girl in front of her eyes told him with tears in her eyes that she didn't like Chu Yan's scene. Lin Jianshen paused and added, "She said, she doesn't like Chu Yan."

"You believe it when they say it? Do you know how popular Chu Yan is now? An older girl like her likes this kind of fresh meat. Eight out of ten are Chu Yan fans!"

"Oh."

It was this lukewarm look again, as if he was worrying a lot.

Dai Zhong was so displeased by his attitude that he didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and changed the subject: "Your senior fan is the one who leaves you messages every day, Kapok, why didn't she come out today?"

After following Lin Jianshen for five years, Dai Zhong had already discovered the existence of this fantou. At the same time, he also knew that Lin Jianshen's attention to kapok was unusual.

Sure enough, before Dai Zhong finished speaking, Lin Jianshen took out his mobile phone and opened the Weibo interface.

The top is his trumpet, and his large has been left to Dai Zhong to take care of it. He usually posts work promotions and so on, and there are not many personal things.

The trumpet is also cold, with only one follower, and he is also his most frequently visited object. The nickname is simply two words, Kapok.

The avatar is a piece of white paper, on which is written a line of beautiful words in ink: When Lin Shen sees a deer, when the sea is blue, see a whale, and when dream, see you.

He clicked on her avatar, flipped through her homepage, and sure enough, there were no new updates released today.

Kapok would send a message to Aitlinjian at eight o'clock in the morning every day, most of the time it was just a good morning or what's the weather like today.

This move is very common, it is a very common check-in with idols, but when this matter persisted for several years, when he fell into a trough and faced setbacks, these beautiful and encouraging words full of love for him, just has a different meaning.

Seeing his reaction from the rearview mirror, Dai Zhong clicked his tongue a few times: "Are you panicking? What would you do if the kapok powder got on someone else?"

But Dai Zhong just said this casually, so much

next year

Here, he also knows how loyal this fan is. Will Kapok become fans of other stars? The odds are too low.

As far as he knows, not long after Lin Jianshen entered the circle, when he was still an unknown 38th-tier star, Kapok had already become his fan. He clocked in every day for eight years.

Later, Lin Jianshen slowly became popular, and there were more right and wrong. It was she who bravely stood up and organized a fan group for him. Every time Lin Jianshen was attacked by public opinion, it was she who charged forward for him.

Dai Zhong has expressed many times that Lin Jianshen has a good fan.

Eight years are like a day, and only fan him alone. There are endless stars in the entertainment industry, and countless fans come and go. If you are a fan today, you can turn black tomorrow, and you are swayed by rumors and public opinion. She is the only one who remains unshakable and sticks to him.

Dai Zhong was curious about Kapok's true identity. He used to guess whether this person was known to Lin Jianshen in reality, but Kapok protects his own information very well, and his personality is quiet. Understated and outrageous.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, but Lin Jianshen didn't speak. He tapped his fingertips on the phone screen, edited a sentence and sent it out.

Deer: Why didn't you check in today? are you sick?

The sky outside the window was gloomy and it seemed like it was about to rain. The back seat was dimly lit, and the light from the phone screen was projected on his face. The bridge of the man's nose was straight, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows. The thick eyelashes covered the dark pupils, a little inside the pupils. dim light.

He didn't receive a reply for a long time, the corners of his lips pursed unconsciously, and a straight line was drawn.

...

In the hospital, not long after Yu Mian arrived in the ward, the Yu family's parents came back, and the discharge certificates were all done, and they prepared to leave the hospital without hesitation.

There are not many things to pack. Yu Mian itself is not a big problem. It’s almost the same when she has enough energy. Therefore, except for some tonics, the rest are her personal belongings. Because she came in a hurry, the most important one is one. cell phone.

Yu Mian held the latest mango phone and looked at the photo of Chu Yan printed on the phone case, her mood remained unchanged.

She unlocked it with her fingerprint, and the image of Chu Yan on the background of the desktop came into view. When she opened her Weibo, she saw a bunch of Chu Yan's Weibo reposts on Yu Mianmian's Weibo, as well as countless rainbow farts blowing idols every day. Change the color of the heart does not beat.

Yu Mian held her phone, wondering whether to continue using Yu Mianmian's original account or register a new account? After all, she has changed her identity now, so she can't take out her Weibo account, but she needs another account as Yu Mianmian.

Her style is different from her original body, and she is afraid that someone who is interested will find out that something is wrong, and she does not want to delete the Weibo posted by Yu Mianmian. These are proofs of the other party's existence. They are the traces left by that girl in this world. She can't bear it. erase.