Mr. Qin is always serious

This year's New Year's Eve is the same as when I was a child.

The New Year’s Eve dinner with hidden copper coins, paper-cut cubs and red lanterns with candles, as well as the New Year’s money that the parents put under the pillow in advance.

Wen Lang didn't leave the next day as Wen Rong said, and stayed with him for the seventh day of the Lunar New Year before being picked up by Mr. Qin.

It was a fine day when he left.

Even the snow stopped for the first time, and there was no cloud in the sky.

Wen Rong talked to him all morning in Wen Lang's room during the day, and went out in the afternoon before Wen Lang woke up, not wanting to watch him go with his own eyes.

Wen Lang was actually feeling quite uncomfortable. Holding a pile of paper-cuts and lanterns, he sent Wen Rong a WeChat message. The elder who only liked to communicate in words sent a voice over for the first time. The voice was warm and soft. Misty rain in March in Jiangnan That's all.

He said, live well, remember to go home if you are unhappy.

Wen Lang's eyes turned sore along with his nose, and when the soreness was over, he sent a voice full of energy, no problem, locked the door and went downstairs.

Qin Jingshen had already been waiting there half an hour ago. Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer squatted beside him. When they saw Wen Lang, they groaned and rushed over joyfully, wagging their tails.

Wen Lang was still holding the paper-cuts and lanterns that Wen Rong had given him in his arms, and hurriedly hid to the side: "Don't rush, don't rush, if you crush things, there will be no dried fish and dried meat for a month!"

Egg yolks are super sensitive to food, and after catching the two keywords of "little jerky" and "nothing", the kitten was more reserved. It lowered its head and rubbed against Wen Lang's leg, and let out a soft meow.

Wen Lang bent down and touched the heads of the two small animals with one hand, and when he stood up again, he felt his head was also gently rubbed.

He raised his head, Qin Jingshen stood in front of him, slowly moved his hand from his forehead to his cheek, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you home."

Wen Lang smiled and said hello, his eyes were as warm as his: "Go home, Mr. Qin."

The little animals tilted their heads to watch, and after a while, they came over and rubbed them together.

When I got home it was evening, 06:30.

Little Taotie stood in the entrance, barking at them non-stop, shaking his ears.

Wen Lang didn't come back for almost three months, so he went back to the room to have a look when he entered the door.

The color tone of Mr. Qin's bedroom is still ascetic, cold, black, white and gray. The only difference is that at some point there was an extra doll on the bed, a plush Pikachu more than one meter long, sitting on the edge of the pillow, holding his face and smiling.

Very familiar.

It's the one at Wen Lang's house.

Wen Lang turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Qin Jingshen.

The person being looked at pursed his lips, looking a little shy, but his voice was still calm: "I miss you so much, so I brought it here."

I miss you or something, so foul.

Wen Lang couldn't help laughing, thinking that Mr. Qin was cute and sweet at the same time.

Qin Jingshen looked at him and smiled, his eyes gradually softened, very tender.

They are affectionate here, but Xie Yao is very sad there, so sad that he wants to cry.

I slept soundly at night, but when I heard someone knocking on the door, I was met with an expressionless face the moment I opened the door, and stood under the echoing lights in the corridor, frightening people to death, and didn't speak for a long time.

Xie Yao thought there was something important, and was very frightened, but he didn't expect that it was just for a plush doll.

Isn't it just a red cheek Pikachu!If you want to say it directly!So scary what to do!

Xie Dabao is extremely wronged.

No one understands my pain, eh.

And Wen Lang really didn't understand.

The two changed into pajamas, Qin Jingshen went to the kitchen to cook, Wen Lang put the luggage back, and then started to decorate the home with paper-cut puppies and lanterns.

The small lantern is the kind of antique paper lantern with candles inside, which makes it look special when lit.

Wen Lang used to like to run in the snow with it, and when passing by the place where Xie Yao lived, he would drop in to show it off.

Poor Xie Dabao, who can't be bothered and beaten, is simply aggrieved and heartbroken.

Wen Lang found several places to hang up the small lanterns, and then worried about the ownership of the paper-cuts: "Mr. Qin, where should these be pasted?"

Things like paper-cutting can't be overdone, it will be complicated if you paste too much, but Wen Lang can't bear to put any of them down.

Because apart from kittens and puppies in the paper-cut, there are Taotie and Qilin Kunpeng, all of which look like cubs, and Wen Lang wants every one of them.

Qin Jingshen glanced back: "Are the windows and the wall of the living room enough?"

The windows are fine, but Chinese knots must be hung on the walls, which are purely handmade by Bai Ze, and Tao Tie Zai Zai especially likes them.

The problem is that there are not enough windows.

Wen Lang held the paper-cuts and hesitated for a while, holding those special ones and shook Qin Jingshen: "Mr. Qin, those that are pasted on the windows, can these few be pasted on the photo wall?"

Qin Jingshen would not refuse him at all, so he hummed lightly upon hearing this.

Wen Lang cheered up, cut the tape narrow and thin, and pasted the paper-cut on it as stealthily as possible. After pasting it, he stepped back and looked at it for a while, couldn't help but took a photo and posted it on Moments with the previous New Year's Eve dinner.

It took less than half a minute to send out a series of likes and replies in an instant.

The dawn of a paulownia tree: Tsk.

A few times the soul dream is the same as the king: Tsk.

Bi An did not speak: Tsk.

Master Pixiu: Tsk.

Hamster Duanzi loves candy: Wow, the paper-cutting is so beautiful!The New Year's Eve dinner also looks very delicious!It's better to give me a smile than a heart!Happy New Year!

The little hamster was still cute, and Wen Lang smiled back at him with an emoji, and when he looked again, he suddenly found that Fu Tong's WeChat nickname had changed again at some point.

He remembered the meaning of Fu Tong's name.

——Fu took the surname of his sweetheart, the same as the same as the king several times.

There must be situations.

Wen Lang squinted his eyes, and clicked on the list for private stamping.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Are you reconciled with Fu Qianyuan?

Fu Tong returned very quickly.

How many times have Hunmeng shared with the king: no.

Spring of His Majesty Taotie: Then what does your nickname mean?

Hunmeng and Juntong a few times: I just feel a little ashamed, if I let others know that my ex-boyfriend is called Fu Ergou, it will be a drop in price.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: ...

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: How about you think of a more convincing excuse?

The message box was silent for almost 3 minutes, and finally got Fu Tong with a complicated meaning.

Wen Lang almost laughed out loud, typing with his hands down.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: Mr. Yazi's spring is coming soon?

A few times Hunmeng and Juntong: ...Actually, it doesn't count, I just think it's boring, why don't you give him and me a chance, take your time.

Wen Lang understood.

Fu Tong over there was obviously a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic.

Hunmeng and Juntong a few times: What have you been doing recently?Jiyou Tuanqun hasn't seen you for a long time, and so does Bai Ze.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: I lived with Brother Wen Rong for a while, and I met Mr. Qin’s parents with him on New Year’s Eve, and I was particularly shocked. One of Mr. Qin’s parents was Qilin, and the other was Kunpeng Heren’s mixed race.

A few times the soul dream is the same as the king:! ! !

A few times, Hunmeng and Jun are the same: that is to say, your wealthy family is not human?Does he know about it?What are you going to do?

Wen Lang was dizzy from the series of question marks.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: Mr. Qin doesn’t know yet. My brother told me to leave it alone, saying that he and Mr. Qin’s parents are responsible for solving this matter. I will pretend that I don’t know anything now, but I am very happy.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Husky grins happily].jpg

The picture shows the husky grinning and showing his gums, looking startled at night.

Fu Tong replied with the same hot-eyed emoji. The two big monsters fought with their mobile phones for a while, and Qin Jingshen came out with a plate and gently placed it on the dining table.

Wen Lang turned the hot-eyed picture he was going to post into a paw-waving emoji, washed his hands and went to help serve the dishes. During the process, he poured cat and dog food for Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer.

After dinner, the family of five went out for a walk for about half an hour. When they came back, three small animals went to the side to make trouble. Wen Lang and Qin Jingshen took a bath one after the other, changed into pajamas, sat on the carpet and watched seriously... the Spring Festival Gala replay.

Veteran cadres cannot be collapsed.

After watching the Spring Festival Gala, it was almost 10:30.

Wen Lang didn't want to sleep, and couldn't think of anything else to do. After thinking about it, he reached out and poked Qin Jingshen's cheek: "Mr. Qin, can I do you a favor?"

Qin Jingshen looked at him: "Huh?"

"I have to go back to the set in a week or so. I almost forgot the lines after spending more than ten days. Can we write the lines?"

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips: "I may not be able to express that feeling."

I am very sure of that.

But Wen Lang didn't care.

Wen Lang smiled: "It's okay, are you coming or not?"

Qin Jingshen was silent for a few seconds, then hummed lightly.

Wen Lang went upstairs and dug out the script. Qin Jingshen gave the original script and took a picture with his mobile phone.

The two sat face to face on the carpet and began to speak to each other.

That's right, the scene where Zhou Liushen confessed to Lin Jing in the warm sunlight.

Qin Jingshen is really not suitable for speaking with people. No matter what he says, he feels light and abstinent, and a good confession sounds without atmosphere at all.

The sense of disobedience was too strong, and Wen Lang always wanted to laugh when he heard it, and he couldn't get into the drama no matter what.

However, he didn't plan to play seriously at first, and thought it was quite interesting, and it could be included in the daily life of getting along with each other in the future.

The wall clock walked slowly on the wall, and the hands quickly stopped at eleven o'clock.

The lights outside the window are still bright, and occasionally small voices can be heard.

The three fluffy balls fell asleep next to each other, their soft stomachs heaving and falling, and the egg yolks were still snoring.

Unknowingly, Wen Lang's posture changed from sitting to lying on his back, with his head resting on Egg Yolk's body, and soon he fell asleep in a daze.

After Qin Jingshen finished his lines, he waited for a while before hearing Wen Lang's response. He moved away from the script and lowered his eyes, only to see a defenseless sleeping face.

Qin Jingshen's eyes instantly softened, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch Wen Lang's cheek, but the sleeping person didn't respond at all.

He didn't move, he lowered his head and stared at Wen Lang for a long time, then smiled in a low voice, and said the last paragraph of the script.

"I'm actually a very vulgar person. I see mountains as mountains, seas as seas, and flowers as flowers. Only when I see you, the sea of ​​clouds begins to surge, the river tide begins to surge, and the tiny tentacles of insects scratch all the flowers in the world. Itching. You don’t need to speak, I and everything in the world will rush to you.”

His voice is very soft, lingering and gentle, and there is affection between the lines.

The person who fell asleep didn't hear clearly, his eyelashes trembled, he hummed in a daze for a long time, and soon fell asleep again.

Qin Jingshen laughed, brushed away the broken hair on Wen Lang's forehead with his fingers, and lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

"Good night."

The author has something to say: the last paragraph of the script at the end of the article is not original, and the source of the original sentence is Weibo @诗突破.