When Ye Zimeng opened her eyes, the room was dark. Half of the dark blue curtains were not drawn, and when she opened her head at the end of the bed, she saw a dark sky.

She was in a trance for a while, and suddenly sat up from the bed suddenly, and looked around and didn't see Wei Jin's figure. She hurriedly got out of bed, put on her big slippers, trotted all the way to the bedroom door, remembered something, and stopped suddenly, and after arranging her hair and skirt, she opened the door.

It was getting late, the lights in the living room were on, but there was no figure, and the surroundings were quiet. She called out to him a few times in confusion, but didn't hear a reply.

Could it be that I went out to buy something?

With this guess in mind, she pursed her lips and took out her phone from the bag she had thrown on the couch to make a call, but the bell rang on the other end of the couch.

She hung up the phone in frustration, pouting unhappily.

Who is it? When I woke up from sleep, I didn't see anyone, it's so hateful!

She threw herself into the couch in annoyance, and for a few minutes she was angry, when she suddenly heard some movement. She followed the sound and stopped outside a room with a closed door.

Ye Zimeng knocked tentatively on the door, but no one opened it, so she hesitated for a few seconds and decisively pushed the door open from the outside.

It was a dark room, and even the lights in it were specially made for the sake of photographing, and Wei Jin was half-bent over and lowered his head to seriously process the photos in his hand.

Too immersed in his own world, he knew nothing about her arrival.

In such an environment, Ye Zimeng involuntarily became cautious even about breathing.

When an already attractive man is serious about something, his every move is seductive. She stood at the door and watched for a while, coughed a few times and cleared her throat before she spoke, "Wei Jin." ”

The movements of his subordinates paused, Wei Jin turned his head and looked at her, and his face hidden in the light showed a blankness like being woken up from a dream.

She smiled at him, and then said seriously, "Do you remember to go to the concert with me?" ”

He nodded: "I'm sorry for forgetting the time for a while." I'll get this one right, and let's go again. ”

"No need." She sighed faintly and said matter-of-factly, "It's already one o'clock in the morning of the next day, and the concert has long since ended." ”

She saw the other party standing silently in place, and said, "Don't you feel it?" If you don't feel it, you're too engaged, like I'm sleeping too hard. ”

She sniffed and continued: "Alas, my concert, it's really a pity. ”

Wei Jin glanced at her expressionlessly, unusually calmly finished the matter at hand, walked towards the door, and said condescendingly: "I still feel it." ”

"Huh? What the? ”

"It feels like I've only been here for an hour, and it's still time to leave for dinner." At the end of the sentence, he shook his head with a smirk and walked around her.

Seeing his rare smile, Ye Zimeng's heartbeat missed a beat, and he hurriedly trotted in front of him, turned around and stepped back to stick his gaze to his smile, "Why are you so difficult to deceive." ”

He reached out and pulled her by, stopping her from going backwards: "Clean up, let's go out." ”

"Okay, let's go to dinner first! Just woke up starving! She touched her stomach, as if remembering something, and said, "By the way, when did you wake up?" ”

At the mention of this question, he avoided his gaze somewhat unnaturally: "An hour ago. ”

"Oh." She nodded, biting the tip of her tongue with some weakness, "Isn't it, hmm, my sleeping position woke you up?" ”

Thinking of her sleeping position, Wei Jin coughed and shook her head against her will.

Ye Zimeng looked at his expression and rolled her eyes: "It seems that it is my sleeping posture problem, what should I do, my sleeping posture has always been bad." She paused and said with a serious face, "But as my boyfriend, you can only adapt as soon as possible, after all, we will sleep together sooner or later." ”

This time, Wei Jin's ears were completely red, he moved his lips, and finally turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom with an expression on his face.

She couldn't help but laugh out loud, and hurriedly chased after her, not afraid of death: "Dear Comrade Wei Jin, your reaction makes me can't help but have a question about something, do you want to know what the question is?" ”

Seeing Wei Jin's avoidance look, she blocked herself at the door of the bathroom, and said without fear of death again: "That is, you won't grow so big, you haven't ever been a woman, right?" ”

Seeing that the other party's face turned from red to blue, she hurriedly crossed her hands in front of her chest: "No, no, no, I don't mean to make fun of you, I'm just asking." If you don't have experience, our first ...... I can dominate. ”

Wei Jin lowered her head, looked at Ye Zimeng with a smile on her face, couldn't help but close her eyes, and suddenly pulled her to the white wall on the side.

"Sss His strength was a little too strong, and the soft back touched the hard wall, and she gasped in pain. But before she could recover, he pressed against him, pushing her between him and the wall.

He actually knows how to knock on the wall......

Ye Zimeng winked at him, and thought a little excitedly, the next step should be to lower his head and grab her lips fiercely, right? !

Wei Jin met her sparkling eyes, and his annoyance turned into a sense of helplessness all over his body, he withdrew a hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Zimeng, I also have a past." ”

"Oh." After waiting for a while and not waiting for the legendary kiss of the wall, she said with some disappointment.

He stretched out his hand to comb the broken hair on her forehead, and said helplessly: "Forget it, go and get your things right, and then we will go out." ”

"Oh."

"Also, settle a little."

"......" where is she restless?!!!

So, Ye Zimeng, who was named 'restless', finally settled down for a while, and the two of them were able to go out along the way, and after having dinner at a nearby restaurant, they stepped on the concert site.

Because of the stepping point, the entrance is overcrowded, and all kinds of sounds are mixed together, which is more terrible than the vegetable market.

Wei Jin and Ye Zimeng lined up at the back of the long line, and from time to time they were squeezed by the people behind them, and they were miserable.

He frowned, and quietly took a half step back, protecting her in front of him. She looked at this scene with a grin, and for the first time thought that a place with a lot of people was actually quite good.

"Phone." Wei Jin skimmed her smile and reminded her by focusing on her bag.

"What?" It was so noisy that she couldn't hear it very clearly.

He bent down and repeated in her ear: "Your phone is ringing." ”

The man's breathing sprayed in her ears, so hot that it took her a moment to understand his words, and she took her phone out of her bag with her head down.

It was Jiang Lianbei's call, she raised her eyebrows, looked at the large circle of fans who came for him around her, and calmly crossed the connect button: "Hello?" ”

"......" was in English as soon as it was connected, Jiang Lianbei was a little speechless, "Did I say you arrived at the scene?" ”

"It's here, you're lining up to enter the venue, I said you really have a lot of fans."

"......" Jiang Lianbei was even more speechless, "I said Miss, are you queuing?" ”

"That's right. There are so many people that they don't know when they will be able to enter the venue. Ye Zimeng looked at the long queue in front of him, "I said that your surprise tonight should be a little bigger, otherwise I will lose, Miss, I haven't queued up so long in hundreds of years!" ”

In the process of talking, the team moved forward, Wei Jin looked at the commotion around him, grabbed Ye Zimeng, who was talking to someone, and took a step forward along the team.

It was the first time he had taken the initiative to hold her hand, not with his fingers interlocked, but with his wide palm wrapping her entire left palm.

She once read such a Weibo, saying that this way of holding hands shows that the other party is a very controlling person.

She thought about it and felt that the Weibo was quite credible. Wei Jin, in addition to being very principled, also has a desire to control. Don't look at this relationship as she took the initiative, in fact, it is he who really controls the initiative. Whether he agrees or not, it is up to him to decide; Whether the pace is fast or slow is up to him; It's up to him to decide what to do at what time. She estimated that even if she stripped naked and stood in front of him, he would force his desires. The kind of person who threw her a piece of clothing, but turned around and left.

However, this also seems to be quite emotional?

After such a moment, the director Ye Zimeng didn't hear the content on the phone clearly, so she interrupted the other side and said, "What did you just say, I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly." ”

"I said, the two tickets I gave you are VIP areas, VIP tickets don't have to queue, you find a nearby staff to give him the tickets, and he will take you to the VIP lane." Jiang Lianbei, who has always had a good temper, patiently repeated, "Got it? Miss. ”

Ye Zimeng paused: "I'll rub, why didn't you say it earlier?!" ”

"It's common sense......"

"How do I know it's common sense, I haven't seen your concert before." She rolled her eyes.

"......" Jiang Lianbei exhaled, "Okay, let's enter the venue early, I'm still busy here, hang up first, bye!" ”

Ye Zimeng hung up the phone, pulled Wei Jin, who looked inexplicable, out of the team, enjoyed the VIP service under the leadership of the staff on the side, and sat in the first batch.

After waiting for a while, the lights on the scene dimmed, the music prelude sounded, the lifting platform slowly rose, and Jiang Lianbei, dressed in a grand dress, appeared in front of everyone.

The scene instantly became hot, and many fans jumped up from their seats excitedly, waving the cheering lamps in their hands, etc., and shouted the names of their idols with all the strength of their bodies.

Jiang Lianbei raised his hand and put his index finger to his lips, so the scene suddenly fell silent, leaving only the brisk rhythm of music and Jiang Lianbei's perfect singing voice.

One song after another, either sad or joyful, soft or fiery, the style is varied, and the atmosphere of the audience completely changes with him.

has never seen this side of Jiang Lianbei, Ye Zimeng couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and like his fans, he excitedly beat to the rhythm of the music, occasionally shouting a few times, and singing a few words along.

When men sing and dance on stage, they can always make the women in the audience admire. As Jiang Lianbei's first girlfriend, in this case, Ye Zimeng is inevitably a little fluttery and proud.

Eager to vent this kind of love to others, she didn't think much about it, so she leaned into the ear of Wei Jin on the side, and said happily: "My friend sings very well, right?" ”

"Hmm." Wei Jin, who had no emotions fluctuating in one night, responded lightly.

"He sang very well when he was in high school, and he often sang to me with a guitar."

He glanced at her meaningfully, "In high school? ”

"That's right." She waved the light stick in her hand and said, "Tell you quietly, he is my first boyfriend." ”

"Oh." He nodded and said lightly, "Regret it?" ”

"What regrets?"

He pointed to Jiang Lianbei, who was affectionate above: "I regret breaking up with him, and now I am with me." ”

Ye Zimeng blinked, remembering what he had just said without passing his head, he quickly reached out to cover his mouth, and shook his head vigorously.

Woo woo, when will this unscrupulous problem be changed!

Wei Jin glanced at her slowly, turned his head without saying a word, and continued to listen to the song with his arms crossed calmly.

This time, Ye Zimeng didn't have the interest to continue listening to the song, she put the light stick in her hand at her feet, and leaned over with both hands: "How can I regret it, I can only regret that I didn't meet you earlier~"

He held a face, and he didn't even give her an eyelid when he heard the words.

She was deflated, her hands wrapped around his arm resting on the edge of the chair, swaying and shaking slightly, her eyes unblinking at the side of his face.

Wei Jin, who pretended to have a tense face, couldn't help but soften the muscles on his face, and the originally hard side face curvature instantly softened. He turned his head and twitched from her hand. Returning his arm, he reached out again to straighten her head, and said with some amusement: "If you come, listen to it." ”

She waited for him to let go of his hand, then turned her head back: "Aren't you angry?" ”

He shook his head: "No anger. ”

Ye Zimeng looked at him carefully for a while, and suddenly snorted: "It turns out that you can also play tricks." ”

Obviously, I didn't feel anything after listening to her words, but I still pretended to have a stiff face, tsk, I really didn't see it. But in this way, she is a little unhappy again, she said that she had her first boyfriend, Wei Jin and he are not unusual!

Wei Jin paused, and said in a half-loud voice: "I learned from you." ”

"......," she laughed, "nonsense, I've never played a trick on anyone." ”

He glanced at her with his peripheral vision, and the implication was obvious.

Ye Zimeng coughed unnaturally and changed the subject: "Why aren't you angry?" My first boyfriend is so good, alas, aren't you afraid that I will regret it and kick you into his arms? ”

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, very sure: "You will not regret it." ”

"Why?" She raised her eyebrows.

He thought for a moment: "You are the one who lives in the present and the future. ”

Ye Zimeng blinked, and Wei Jin took the lead without waiting for her to ask any more questions: "Okay, listen to the song." ”

"Oh." She nodded obediently and focused her gaze on the stage again.

Because of the chat between the two just now, the process on the stage has already reached the next link. Jiang Lianbei, who had changed his clothes again, appeared in front of everyone again, this time he sat on a silver high chair, his long legs were crossed into Erlang's legs, and he was holding a guitar in his arms, and the corner of the guitar rested lightly on his legs. One action, that kind of youthful temperament suddenly convex. Obviously, the fans in the audience screamed again and again.

He adjusted the position of the microphone on the microphone stand a little, and said, "Now this song, I'm going to give it to my high school days, and—"

He laughed and cast his eyes on Ye Zimeng in the first row: "Give it to my first girlfriend in high school." ”

"When I was in high school, I was thinking. If I can do my own concert one day, I must give her a song. It's a pity that she has been abroad for the past few years, and she has never had the opportunity to invite her, but fortunately, she finally came to the scene today. ”

He gently plucked a few notes and continued, "Although we broke up a long time ago, we have good memories of each other, so this song is a very light tune. For her, for you, and for myself. ”

Listening to his words, Ye Zimeng's mouth opened wide, a little incredulous.

She subconsciously set her eyes on Wei Jin, he still clasped his arms in front of his chest, closed his eyes and listened to the song, but the breath of his whole body was always very different from just now.

She rubbed her eyebrows with a little headache, listened to the cheerful and melodious melody on the field, and looked at Wei Jin, whose breath was getting colder and colder, and was at a loss.