Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang stared at the suit for a few minutes, and finally gritted his teeth and put it on.

He was also embarrassed to look in the mirror, grabbed the envelope next to him and went out. When he was approaching Qin Jingshen's bedroom, he unconsciously slowed down and peeked inside.

Qin Jingshen has changed back to his human body, and stood there with his back facing him, with a straight posture, elegant and dignified, like pines and cypresses enveloped by warm light on a mountain in the fog.

Wen Lang walked over quietly, seeing that Qin Jingshen was about to turn around, he hurriedly said, "Don't move!"

Qin Jingshen smiled silently where he couldn't see: "What's wrong?"

Wen Lang didn't answer, hugged him from behind, and handed over the girly-colored envelope, his cheeks and ear tips were burning: "Didn't you send me a love letter on my birthday before? I've been thinking about giving you one too, but the one on Weibo doesn't count, it feels a bit different, so... this is for you."

After speaking, after Qin Jingshen took the envelope, he buried his face in his back and stopped talking.

Now that May is approaching, the weather is warmer and the house is warmer. Qin Jingshen is wearing the thin cotton pajamas that the two of them bought together some time ago. It is very comfortable to stick on it, which makes Wen Lang feel that even if he does nothing, he just hugs Mr. Qin It's also pretty good.

When he thought this way, Qin Jingshen also opened the letter, his eyes followed the traces on the words bit by bit, as if he had read each word several times.

Wen Lang hugged him and waited for a few minutes, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Mr. Qin, have you finished watching?"

"I've finished watching." Qin Jingshen said, and then opened his mouth softly, "But, I can't read enough."

Wen Lang's heart trembled suddenly: "Then...do you want to see me now?"

Qin Jingshen's eyes sank.

Although he couldn't see the person behind him now, the distance between the two of them was too close, so close that he could see Wen Lang's bare ankle and calf when he lowered his eyes.

They are tight because of tension, and the curves are as beautiful as people.

Qin Jingshen put the envelope on the side, took Wen Lang's hand on his waist, rubbed it a few times, then let go, and turned his head slowly.

Then it stopped.

The person he likes stands there, wearing a fluffy cat ear headband on his head, and an almost sheer shirt that barely covers his thighs, and then rests on the cat's tail tied on it.

The cat's tail was supposed to be used on the back, but Wen Lang felt too ashamed to use it, so he had to tie it around his legs, and cut off the layer of tulle that was the same color as the cat's ears at the hem of the shirt.

Wen Lang himself felt that it was not easy to keep the last stubbornness while being a little fun.

The surrounding area is very quiet, before there could be the sound of Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer running downstairs, but now it is completely silent.

Wen Lang's heart became even hotter in the silence, and he was worried that what he did was a little too perfunctory, and it didn't work for Mr. Qin's asceticism at all.

He became apprehensive, raised his eyes to see Qin Jingshen's expression now, his fluffy cat ears swayed with his movements, and just brushed against Qin Jingshen's chin.

Qin Jingshen looked at him and gave a low laugh.

Wen Lang suddenly felt even more embarrassed: "I'm like this, yes, isn't it a bit..."

He hesitated for a moment, and replaced what he originally wanted to say, Niang Haji, with: "...strange?"

Qin Jingshen's response was a gentle kiss.

Before Wen Lang could react, he felt that Qin Jingshen gently took off the headband from his head, and put it on the bedside table together with the envelope.

Wen Lang was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't it pretty?"

"It's beautiful." Qin Jingshen lowered his head and kissed his face, "But I want to see yours."

Wen Lang was at a loss: "... Taotie'er?"

Qin Jingshen hummed with deep eyes.

This... how embarrassing.

Wen Lang pursed his lips, but in the end he couldn't refuse his boyfriend's little wish. As soon as he lowered his head, two brown ears appeared on his head, which were fluffy and soft, and trembled.

He was a little uncomfortable, and asked in a low voice, "Is this... alright?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt someone hugging his waist. Qin Jingshen hugged him, put his chin lightly between his two fluffy ears, and smiled.

The heat of breathing was sprinkled there, Wen Lang couldn't help shaking his ears, and then felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his whole body was hugged by Qin Jingshen.

As for what happens next, it's up to you to make up your own minds.

**

Fans found that Mr. Lang has been a bit of a mess lately.

Not to mention the number of showing affection on Weibo, even His Majesty Taotie's account number has also started to be updated, and instead of the previous pure storytelling style of the plot, he wrote the soft and cute dog food Xiaotian cake.

The most important thing is - daily update.

Fans were shocked.

What about the blogger of the supernatural and strange? !

What about the promised update? !

I agreed that I can't write emotional dramas, so I have to follow the plot willfully? !

But we like it.

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Wen Lang's Two-dimensional wave, the three-dimensional is actually not much different, except for filming, he stays at home, two big plush balls nest on the carpet, rubbing back and forth, occasionally egg yolk and orange treasure come together, and become four Only fluffy dumplings.

The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy.

Wen Lang felt that this was really happy.

Time passed bit by bit, and at the end of May, "Dear You" was finished.

The holiday is coming, and the crew of the first crew are in good spirits, waiting for the finale to get up. Wen Lang is similar, he went to the crew half an hour earlier, and brought his family, Mr. Qin.

Two people went in, everyone turned their heads when they heard the movement, and the production crew, which was too busy just now, fell silent for an instant.

Mr. Qin's temperament is too cold and his face is always expressionless. People have a natural fear of him.

Chen Jia was like this before, but after getting acquainted with Wen Lang, he felt that Mr. Qin was also his own, so he was not so cowardly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin is here to visit the class?"

Qin Jingshen nodded: "I'll come and see him."

Chen Jia laughed again: "Now we are short of the last finale scene, if it goes well, it will take half an hour, but there is a finale banquet tonight, do you want to come together?"

Wen Lang felt that Director Chen was really promising, but saw Qin Jingshen looking back at him: "Do you want to go?"

Chen Jia stared at Wen Lang with burning eyes, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident - you went to the previous wrap-up banquet and slipped ahead of time, if you don't show face this time, believe it or not, I'll post you on Weibo right now to expose you?

It was rare for Wen Lang to be looked at by him, and he felt a little embarrassed, so he nodded: "Go."

Qin Jingshen looked at Chen Jia again: "I'm with him."

Chen Jia couldn't help but clicked his tongue in his heart.

This young couple, after thinking about it, seems like a husband and wife.

It's amazing.

The people behind the crew were all ready, trying to show their strength in front of the big boss. Chen Jia saw the desire in the eyes of these people clearly, so he didn't say anything to Qin Jingshen afterwards, and went back and transferred the plane. After the filming was announced.

The last scene of "Dear You" is the end of Lin Jing and Zhou Liushen's high school years and the end of their secret love.

It was the third day of the college entrance examination.

A group of people who had just finished their high-pressure life went back to school to collect their answer scores. After the assessment, the monitor discussed the dinner with them in the classroom, and the two sneaked into the playground and walked around the plastic track.

It was Sunday, the first and second year of senior high school was on holiday, and the senior three students were nestled in the classroom holding a small book of answers to the college entrance examination and repeating the answers tirelessly. There were only the two of them on the playground, and there was the warm sunlight behind them.

Not long after, it was Zhou Liushen who spoke first: "Ah Jing."

Lin Jing looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Liu lowered his eyes deeply, he obviously had a lot to say in his heart, but when he said it, he said, "How about we come for a run?"

Lin Jing smiled: "It's even better, since when you were young, when did you beat me?"

That's not because I let you, or because you are so lazy and lie down for a day, you can compare with anyone else.

Zhou Liushen thought so in his heart, and smiled with Lin Jing on his face: "If you can't win, you have to compete, come or not?"

Lin Jing raised his eyebrows: "Come on."

The comparison is 4000 meters, ten laps.

Lin Jing's stamina was not very good, and he began to pant after four and a half laps. Zhou Liushen didn't feel anything, so he slowed down and waited for him, and ran forward slowly.

On the eighth lap, Lin Jing's face turned pale, and Zhou Liushen looked back at him: "Do you want to stop?"

Lin Jing shook his head, and still had the strength to attack him: "Don't talk to me first, take the effort."

Zhou Liushen smiled helplessly, fearing that Lin Jing would be unable to hold on and fall later, so he sneaked up to him.

Eight laps, nine laps, ten laps.

When approaching the finish line, Zhou Liushen deliberately slowed down, waiting for Lin Jing to run over first as he did many times before, and Lin Jing crossed the finish line first, only to find that Zhou Liushen did not follow when he turned around, standing at a distance of about three meters away from him. place, watching him carefully.

The two looked at each other, and a few minutes later, Lin Jing suddenly smiled: "Zhou Liushen, I have seen the letter you put in my English book."

Zhou Liushen put the letter in after he went to the studio that day. He knew that Lin Jing didn't like English the most, so he wrote down the words he didn't dare to say, and put them in it, more or less giving himself some expectation and comfort.

Unexpectedly, it was actually seen.

Zhou Liushen's heart skipped a beat, and Lin Jing was still smiling, his eyebrows raised, which was his favorite look.

Looking at his smile, Zhou Liushen suddenly realized something. He raised his head abruptly, and met Lin Jing's eyes again with countless surprises and unspeakable concerns about gains and losses.

Those eyes are as beautiful as lakes and mountains, with a soft smile in their shadows. Zhou Liushen used to think they were beautiful, so he always wanted to look at them a few more times. Engraved in his heart.

Zhou Liushen also smiled suddenly: "Lin Jing! Do you know! Do you know—"

Do you know how many years I have watched you with that forbearance.

Do you know how much I want to see you smile.

Do you know that I want to give you everything.

Do you know... how much I like you.

And Lin Jing knew.

So he didn't move or speak, just looked at Zhou Liushen quietly with a smile on his face.

It was at this time that Zhou Liushen finally finished what he hadn't finished speaking, and the thousand words finally became four words full of affection.

"I like you!"

The dimples on Lin Jing's cheeks deepened: "You are too far away, I can't hear you."

Zhou Liu was stunned for a moment, then laughed after realizing it, and walked towards Lin Jing step by step at a very slow speed.

At this moment, the camera slowly moved to the back of the playground, bringing the harmonious sunlight and the quiet campus into the picture, and then turned to Zhou Liushen and Lin Jing, the two of them had already become face to face, and their hands were tight at some point. They held each other, and then slowly approached each other in a kissing gesture.

ten centimeters.

five centimeters.

three centimeters.

……

Getting closer.

When the two lips were only less than two centimeters away, I finally heard Chen Jia's voice.

"Pass!"

Chen Jia stood up with a loudspeaker in hand, and shouted to the surroundings with beaming brows.

"I declare that on May 25, [-], "Dear You"—"

"Fix it!"