At that time, Qiao Yilin had just seen Zero's Weibo and was so surprised that she couldn't control herself.

I was passionate about forwarding the lottery, but I never thought that if I entered the comments, I would see the comments that were replied to by zero.

——Z God, this is your first time giving me a to-sign?

--Um.

A simple conversation was like a basin of cold water pouring on his face, making him feel cool.

Passion, excitement, excitement, and excitement all turned into smoke and smoke, only at a loss, as well as the suddenness, embarrassment, and anger that broke through the ground in the potential depths.

At the same time, many friends who have seen him [Z God to sign] have sent greetings.

[Brother, have you read Z Shen’s Weibo? He said he had never sent a to-signature, what's going on?]

[Brother, your signature will not be deceived, right? hhhhh, a kind lie?]

[I said before that your to-sign is a bit fake, but now it's a real deal. [Picture - Screenshot] Don't be too sad, dad will always protect you.]

[Yilin, what's wrong with your to sign? Isn't it too unethical to lie to you?]

...

Countless gloating and ridicule made Qiao Yilin's stomach churning, as if she was twisted by an invisible big hand.

I don't want to get angry.

Suddenly, Qiao Yilin saw two messages pop up in the top session.

Youran:[Picture]

Youran: Yilin, God Z is signed in, when will you come to get it?

The familiar pictures and inquiries made Qiao Yilin come back to his senses, and the anger of being deceived came like a flood, flooding his reason.

Qiao Yilin wanted to call to question him immediately, but because the partner was Cheng Youran, he finally held back.

After slowly breathing out, Qiao Yilin felt that the tumbling blood gradually stabilized.

Qiao Yilin: I'll go and get it now, can I?

Youran: Yes.

As his eyes turned red, Qiao Yilin jumped up, took the car keys and coat on the table, and slammed the door and came out.

*

Hotel suite.

Sitting on the hanging chair, Cheng Youran stared at the message sent by Qiao Yilin, and felt strange in her heart.

It seems...it's much colder than I imagined.

At this time, new news came.

Si Shang: Sister Youran, have you received the express delivery?

Cheng Youran clicked on it and replied.

Cheng Youran: I just received it. Thank you.

Si Shang: Haven't sent anyone yet?

Cheng Youran: What's wrong?

After replying to the news, Cheng Youran bit her lower lip and had an ominous premonition. As expected, Si Shang's news soon hit her with a heavy blow.

Si Shang:[Picture-screenshot]

Si Shang: God Z admits that he has never given a to-signature. If your friend sees it, it may be exposed.

Cheng Youran's eyelids twitched, and finally recalled it - where did Qiao Yilin's sense of incongruity come from?

Qiao Yilin already knows it.

That……

His eyes flashed, and Cheng Youran lowered his eyelids slightly and replied to Si Shang.

Cheng Youran: OK, thank you.

After a while, Cheng Youran put his cell phone on the table, got up, took a bath towel and walked into the bathroom.

*

Qiao Yilin arrived at the hotel.

A straight stroke of leisurely hotel door.

The doorbell rang one after another, and Qiao Yilin was waiting anxiously. When he was upset, he could only hear a soft "come" from the door, and then the door opened.

Qiao Yilin, who wanted to ask him clearly in person, suddenly saw the figure appearing inside the door and his eyes paused.

"Yi Lin..."

Cheng Youran's dark and shiny eyes were stained with water mist, and the circles were light red, which obviously looked like he had cried. He was pitiful and intoxicating.

"I……"

Qiao Yilin got out of the Adam's apple.

Retreating half a step, Cheng Youran looked out nervously and whispered: "There may be paparazzi outside the door, come in first."

"Oh, um."

Qiao Yilin nodded dizzyly, and all the thoughts and moods on the road turned into nothingness.

*

The tea on the kang table was steaming, the white mist swayed, and the fragrance of tea was scattered, faint and refreshing.

Ru Baiyu held a teapot in her hand and poured two cups of fragrant tea, and slowly pushed one cup to one side.

On both sides of the couch, the two sat apart.

"Drink some tea first." Cheng Youran's voice was soft.

"oh."

Qiao Yilin picked up the teacup in a slight sip.

The fragrance of tea spreads between the lips and teeth, but in the air, it seems that you can smell a different fragrance.

His eyes turned and landed on the aromatherapy machine not far away.

"Yilin, I have something I have to confess to you." Cheng Youran's gentle voice pulled his attention back.

"What?"

He looked like a affectionate gaze wrapped around him, Cheng Youran sighed softly, calm and embarrassing, and whispered: "The signature of God Z was imitated by me when I found a cartoonist friend."

"Oh..." Qiao Yilin came to his senses and answered in a daze, "I know."

"Aren't you angry? I thought you came to settle the score with me."

"I……"

At the beginning, it was indeed.

But now, the tempering is soft and the fingers are soft, and the calculations are settled...

All were left behind.

"I just want to make you happy." Cheng Youran lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm sorry, it seems to be backfiring."

Such a pity is heartbreaking, and no matter how much blame you, you can't speak.

Qiao Yilin was so soft-hearted that he said compromisely for a while: "No, it's okay."

"real?"

Cheng Youran raised her eyes happily, her eyes were bright and dazzling like bright stars.

Her surprise gaze made her mind rippling. After a long time, Qiao Yilin found a trace of Qingming, "By the way, Liu Yu's thing..."

"Liu Yu has resigned and can't contact anyone. I'm embarrassed to confront her in person." Cheng Youran showed sorrow.

Qiao Yilin noticed the clue, "You mean, she did it on purpose?"

Cheng Youran pursed her lips, shook her head, and lamented: "I treat her well normally, and I also want to know why she treats me like this."

“…”

"We have known each other for so long, so you can see how we treat her." Cheng Youran felt aggrieved, and his eyes covered with moistness. "Do you believe this is true?"

Reason and thinking are all on the verge of collapse, Qiao Yilin made a conclusion without hesitation—

"I believe in you."

"Yi Lin, I..." Cheng Youran wanted to speak but stopped, and all the words turned into two gentle words, "Thank you."

“…”

With her tears in her eyes, Qiao Yilin felt a sense of suffocation from cardiac arrest.
To be continued...