Are you coveting sugar today? [Entertainment Circle]

Meng Huanyu raised his head and met Luo Pingting's eyes. Her gaze fell on Ji Qing's face and she smiled slightly.

After a while, I saw her leaning over to Yang Li and saying, "I'm not feeling well, I want to go back first, how about you?"

Yang Li never had any sense of presence, she glanced at her lightly, then turned to Ji Qing, and said, "You go back first."

"Brother Ji Qing, can you accompany me back to the hotel?" Luo Pingting asked softly.

Ji Qing participated in this kind of dinner for the first time. He was not well-known and didn't like to be in the limelight, so he just quietly listened with his head down.

Hearing Luo Pingting calling his name suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look at Meng Huanyu.

Meng Huanyu liked his obedient appearance very much.

But right now, he was curious about what Luo Pingting wanted to do, so he ate the roast chicken with a smile and didn't speak.

"Brother Huan, do you want to go back together?" Ji Qing asked.

Meng Huanyu shook the juice in the glass and said, "No, you should go back first."

Ji Qing looked at Luo Pingting in embarrassment, but finally he didn't have the nerve to refuse her invitation, and nodded in agreement.

The dotted lights of the farmhouse reflected two voices and shadows, one tall and straight and the other weak Liu Fufeng. If he hadn't fallen in love with that person first, maybe he would have joined the army of CP fans.

"Xiaohuan, is that the one touching your butt?" Chi Zishen leaned over and asked softly.

Meng Huanyu looked up.Chi Zishen has a harmless face for humans and animals, always looks good in front of the media, and shrinks behind Chi Wen whenever something happens, but everyone who knows him knows that Chi Zishen himself is a goblin.

"I want you to take care of it." If my sister-in-law can't do it, she can only be an enemy.

"Hey, the ass has been touched, so you just let him go?" Chi Zishen said, with a faint smell of sake on his body, "I think you are very interested in people. Meng Qin spoiled you so much." That’s great, won’t you even have the slightest chance to fight for it?”

"Don't mention my brother." Everyone in the Meng family defended their shortcomings.This was Chi Zishen's evaluation of Meng Qin many years ago, and it is also vividly reflected in Meng Huanyu's body now.

"If you like it, you have to take the initiative. Don't wait for someone to run away, sobbing and crying again." Chi Zishen poured another glass of wine into the wine glass, and tapped the glass wall with white jade-like fingers.

"Chi Zishen!" Meng Huanyu growled his name impatiently.

"What?" Chi Wen stopped the greetings with the producer, and looked over coldly.

"Chi Wen, he bullied me." Chi Zi frowned deeply, his eyes were full of grievances, and he almost cried. "Brother, brother kindly gave you advice, how could you treat me like this."

"Second Young Master Meng," Chi Wen said, "Zi Shen is your senior after all, I hope you can respect him."

Meng Huanyu squinted his eyes, clearly seeing him huddled next to Chi Wen and smirking furtively.

"Okay," he replied casually, and then he waved his hand just to find an excuse for himself: "I'm full, let's go first."

"Hey, Second Young Master, don't, there are still a few dishes that haven't been served." Director Li called him to stop him.

"Xiao Huan, brother is optimistic about you." Chi Zi winked at him quietly.

"No, let's go first." Meng Huanyu left this sentence, picked up the clothes on the back of the chair, put them on and left the box.

In the winter of the mountain city, the night is getting deep quickly. Looking from a distance, the continuous ridges are like beasts hiding under the curtain, ready to go.

Sporadic light pearls are dotted on the black mountain town.

Meng Huanyu was walking on the path with enthusiasm, and suddenly realized a very serious problem.

He is afraid of the dark.

He could see the entire road in the field clearly by the bright lights on the side of the road, but as long as he shifted his gaze a little, he could see the bleak night that is unique to mountain cities.

Meng Huanyu wrapped his clothes tightly and accelerated the speed of his feet.

"Does he have any favorite combination?" In the deserted night, the girl's voice was particularly abrupt.

Meng Huanyu put down the collar of the sweater that was pulled under the eyelids, and his warm breath escaped from the confinement and disappeared under the pale streetlight in an instant.

Seeing the familiar figure, Meng Huanyu slowly relaxed.

Ji Qing and Luo Pingting walked in front without any haste.

"Combination? I don't know," Ji Qing said, "He likes Japanese songs, as well as relatively small European and American music."

"He actually likes Japanese songs, I can't tell." Luo Pingting said.

"Ah."

Seeing him turn his face slightly, Meng Huanyu smiled faintly.

Like a spark that can start a prairie fire in the boundless night, it rises from the night and spreads to every inch of his heart.

"Ji Qing."

Meng Huanyu reached into his coat with one hand to feel his heartbeat, which had subsided for a long time, and knocked on the door with the other.

There was only one key to the hotel, and he gave it to Ji Qing in advance.

"Brother Huan, you're back." Ji Qing took off his coat and only wore a thin brown sweater, holding a design booklet. "I'll go to the opposite room."

Opposite is the room of Jiang Qingbai and Chen Guang.

"Ok?"

"I just met Mr. Chen Guang in the corridor, and I happened to be talking about hotel design. He wanted to see my design draft." Ji Qing said.

"Okay." Meng Huanyu said, took off his coat, and was about to warm his hands before turning on the heater, when he heard Ji Qing say, "Brother Huan, why don't you take a shower first? You are so cold that the tip of your nose is red."

Meng Huanyu smiled: "Yes."

After he left, Meng Huanyu touched his nose. He had to blow the wind in the hotel lobby for nearly 10 minutes before he came up. It would be strange if his nose wasn't red.

He remembered the "he" that Ji Qing and Luo Pingting had chatted with.Who is that "he"?It seems that Ji Qing knows "him" quite well, but he has never seen him chasing stars.

Meng Huanyu was thinking this, when he heard a hasty knock on the door as soon as he took off his coat, he went to open the door: "Why..."

"Xiao Huan, Qingbai has passed out," Chen Guang said with a serious face at the door, "Xiao Ji has already carried him downstairs, and the director is rushing back."

Before tonight's group meal, Jiang Qingbai excused herself because she was unwell, and Chen Guang didn't usually show up at this kind of banquet.

Meng Huanyu thought he was just talking, putting on airs and unwilling to go, but he didn't expect the situation to become so serious.

He didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he hurriedly followed Chen Guang to the hotel lobby.

"The hotel doesn't have a suitable car?"

When Meng Huanyu came down from the stairs, he saw Ji Qing and his boss standing beside the unconscious Jiang Qingbai.

After all, he was a former altar singer in the circle, and if something really happened, no one could get away with it.

The boss was pacing back and forth by the sofa in a panic, but Ji Qing was unusually calm: "How far is the nearest regular hospital from here?"

Without knowing the specific situation of Jiang Qingbai, Meng Huanyu didn't want to get involved in the muddy water. It would be good if Jiang Qingbai recovered, but if there was any accident, then the responsibility would be great.

"Ji Qing, the director will be back soon." Meng Huanyu stepped forward and said.

"Not far, about five kilometers." The boss said.

The road in the mountain city is rugged, and the medical facilities are not perfect. It is very inconvenient to drive to and from the hotel. Even the daily ingredients of the hotel can only be transported by basic electric three-wheelers and a very small old van.

"Ji Qing." Meng Huanyu walked up to him and called out his name in a warning tone.

Ji Qing tilted his head and nodded at him, hesitated for a moment, then went to pick up Jiang Qingbai who was lying on the sofa with a serious face, and said to the boss: "I'll carry it on my back, show me the way."

"Hey, good." The boss wanted this person to leave his small hotel quickly, so as not to leave any bad stains, and immediately found a local guy to lead the way.

"Mr. Chen, please accompany Ji Qing there first. I'll go upstairs to get something and I'll be right over." Meng Huanyu said.

"Eh, okay."

Ji Qing carried Jiang Qingbai steadily on his back, followed by two young assistants who were almost crying, and the boy led them out with a searchlight.

Meng Huanyu hurried back upstairs to the hotel and took out Ji Qing's coat.

At the entrance of the hotel stairs, Luo Pingting was wearing a set of bright yellow plush pajamas. When Meng Huanyu passed her, he heard her softly say: "Fool."

He turned his head and glanced at her abruptly. Luo Pingting seemed unaware of his sudden appearance, flinched, and then put on a sweet smile: "Brother Huanyu."

Meng Huanyu narrowed his eyes, ignored her, and chased after Ji Qing with his clothes in his arms.

The shabby little clinic was bustling with people, and the doctors and nurses had probably never seen such a scene, so they could only shout in the corridors in substandard Mandarin, give way, make way, and don't make too much noise.

Ji Qing's head was covered with sweat, and his temples were sweaty, messy and tangled together.

He sat on the bench farthest from the emergency room, his head propped on his knees.

Holding his cool down jacket in his arms, Meng Huanyu suddenly remembered that it was a night when such situations frequently occurred a month ago. Ji Qing said helplessly, "I'm 23, and I sold my dignity for a hundred thousand."

Teenagers are not like that.

He lowered his head and stared intently at the old tiled floor. The thin spine at the back of his neck slightly protruded and a few knuckles sank into the sweater, drawing a distinct arc under the dim incandescent lamp.

His dignity melted into every tenderness of his, weaving into a small net, silently wrapping everyone around him.

The author has something to say: grasp the tail of 2018, and hope to continue writing next year~

Continue to broadcast the next chapter tomorrow~

Hahahaha, I didn't expect it, I'm such a clever ghost.

☆、Chapter 10

"Isn't it cold?" Meng Huanyu walked up to him and put his arms around him, and put the only down jacket in his hand on him.

On the way here, he called Jiang Zhetao, and he estimated that he would come to pick Jiang Qingbai to the city for treatment tomorrow.

"It's okay." Ji Qing's voice was hoarse, he swallowed, and said, "The director and the others are here."

"Well, I saw it."

The end of the corridor was full of people, Director Li was greeting someone, nodded and bowed in the corner and made several promises in succession.

Meng Huanyu squatted down, looked at Ji Qing's flushed face and said, "Go back? We don't have anything to do here."

Ji Qing nodded, he stood up, raised his hand to catch the slipped clothes, and put them on Meng Huanyu's shoulders: "Let's go."

Meng Huanyu lowered his head and tugged at his clothes, only to realize that he came out in such a hurry that he only took Ji Qing's coat and forgot his own.

"Did you come here by this?" Before Meng Huanyu could react, he looked at the fully enclosed small three-wheeler outside the hospital gate and asked.

"Ah." Meng Huanyu shouted, "Hey, thank you, uncle."

An uncle in his [-]s or [-]s was sitting on the seat of the small tricycle. Seeing Meng Huanyu smiled, he asked honestly, "Do you want to go back?"

"Back, two people."

Meng Huanyu skillfully got behind the small three rounds, and waved to Ji Qing: "Come up."

Outside the small window are endless mountains.The space in the car was very small, Meng Huanyu's knees were pressed against the uncle's car seat, and Ji Qing sat side by side with him, his beautiful and slender hands resting on his thighs were slightly purple from the cold.

He pulled the jacket out from the back and covered the two of them, Meng Huanyu rubbed to the side to get closer to him.

When covering his body with the warm down jacket, Ji Qing looked at the unchanging scenery outside the car window and didn't react.

He remembered the first time he met Jiang Qingbai, how Meng Huanyu was familiar with him.

Thinking of him being unconscious again, Meng Huanyu reminded him twice in a row not to cause trouble.

Ji Qing exhaled lightly, and turned his head to see Meng Huanyu nodding with his head down, drowsy.

The fluffy kiss in the dance room slowly resurfaced in my mind.

Ji Qing couldn't even sneer.

When he ran to the hospital with Jiang Qingbai on his back, the feeling of being unable to breathe swept up instantly, as if it was going to engulf him.

Perhaps, all the tenderness and kindness are just a trap.

"Four hundred." Meng Huanyu took out the money from his wallet and handed it over, yawning lazily.

Ji Qing followed him into the hotel, and a boy was replaced at the front desk, with his head propped up, playing with his mobile phone boredly.

"Brother Huan."

Meng Huanyu put his hands in his pockets, and just finished going up a flight of stairs, when he heard his words, he turned his head and glanced at him: "Huh?"

"I still owe you one hundred thousand."

Meng Huanyu stopped and looked back at him.

"You never said how you want me to pay it back," Ji Qing looked up at him blankly, "And you helped me with these things."

"I don't like to owe people."

"Actually, Jiang Ye and I are no different." Every time he said a word, Meng Huanyu's expression became ugly. Ji Qing rubbed his forehead tiredly and said, "Isn't it?"

"Ji Qing," Meng Huanyu gritted his teeth and called his name for the first time. The sleepy bug in the car completely burned the anger in his chest, "You fucking look at me like this?"

He protects him everywhere, thinks for him in advance, and in exchange for the result of "you treat me well but you want to sleep with me"?

Meng Huanyu had never been so angry before.

Ji Qing's silent gaze seemed to pour a can of gasoline on him, and Meng Huanyu felt like he was going to explode.

But even if he wanted to blow it up, he couldn't bear to blow it up in front of him.

Meng Huanyu frowned and turned to go upstairs, unable to say a word, he was afraid that what he said would be unpleasant and hurt him.

"Yushan Mountain is in front of you. Be careful when you go up the mountain."

Jiang Qingbai and Chen Guang finally withdrew from the show due to physical reasons, and the four officially announced combinations became three.

The coach came back from the United States two days ago and took a short rest, and the program officially started recording.

"Haha, Mount Yu is really high. It's the first time I've tried such a high mountain." Luo Pingting tightened the straps of her backpack on her shoulders, and said to the cameraman next to her: "Yang Li is really amazing. She has great physical strength. Very nice."

Yang Li followed behind the coach, pushed aside the branches, and said with a smile: "I feel that the scenery on the mountain will be very beautiful, and I am looking forward to it."

Meng Huanyu walked at the back without saying a word, not even a word.

Seeing that his expression was not good, the big cameraman asked, "Brother Huan, are you feeling well?"

"No." He replied, "Cut this part when it's broadcast."

".....it is good."

Yushan is still green in winter, tall and strong trees surround the mountain, and the cold and hard soil is covered with a thick layer of dead leaves.

This area has not been developed, and the original earthy taste is particularly strong.

After walking for a while, Meng Huanyu suddenly rushed to the nearest tree, squatted down and retched.

"vomit--"

"What's wrong?" the coach yelled on the slope, and a few dead leaves fell in response.

"Take a break." He heard Ji Qing's voice.

"What's wrong with Brother Huan? You're not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital first?" Director Li came over and asked.

Meng Huanyu retched twice again, his throat seemed to have been soaked in a jar of vinegar, and he was so astringent that he could hardly speak. He wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "It's okay, it's just that I didn't eat breakfast. It tastes bad."

He wiped his lips, and a bottle of water suddenly appeared in front of him.

He looked at the hand, ignored it, took out the water bottle on the side of his backpack, and took two sips slowly to dilute the disgusting taste in his mouth.

"Eat something." Ji Qing handed over another piece of bread.

Meng Huanyu frowned at him, but didn't answer.

"Xiao Huan, I also have bread here." Chi Zishen held out a small bag of small bread timidly.

Meng Huanyu could clearly see the mocking in his eyes.

Hey, what a shame.

He took his bun, smiled weakly and hypocritically and said, "Thank you."

He tore open the package of bread, bypassed Ji Qing who was standing there, found a tree at random, and ate bread in small mouthfuls.

"Have you quarreled with your little one?" Chi Zi squatted on the ground to pick up leaves to play with, and asked teasingly.

"Fuck your ass."

"Tsk tsk, it looks like you're inexperienced, it's all because your brother spoiled you..."

"Zi Shen, come here."

Just as Chi Zishen started his speech, Chi Wen called him over, and Meng Huanyu didn't bother to talk to him.

"Ah, I forgot to bring water!" Luo Pingting screamed from the slope.

After a while, a figure in a blue sweatshirt ran down: "Ji Qing, do you have a lot of water? Yang Li even drank Chinese medicine. I can't drink her water."

Meng Huanyu leaned on the tree trunk, casually watching the two people nearby with his peripheral vision.

Ji Qing sent forward the undelivered water.

"Thank you!" Luo Pingting smiled and gave him a pack of biscuits: "For you."

"Need not."

"Take it, thank you." She bent her eyes, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Thank you mom for giving her the water.

Meng Huanyu squeezed the package of the bread bag to rustle.

"Brother Huanyu, are you alright?" Luo Pingting came over, leaned down and asked, "I have an orange candy here, I'll give it to you, it won't be bitter after eating."

Meng Huanyu forced a smile at her: "Thank you."

The sky slowly darkened, the clouds in the distance were quietly stained with a few wisps of crimson, and the fallen leaves fluttered down.

In front of the camera, everyone kept their heads down and hurried on their way. Occasionally someone spoke, but only a few words.

"It's going to be dark soon, and we need to find a suitable place to camp," the coach said. "A little above is the source of the stream. We will camp on the shore. Everyone, pay attention to safety."

Simple tents are provided by the program group, but they need to set up tents by themselves.

After turning over the gentle slope they came up, there is a large flat land, and next to it is the water source of the stream down the mountain.

It is not easy to pitch a tent on the muddy ground with mottled tree shadows. Firstly, it is too dark, and secondly, the soil is too hard for the steel bars to lay down.

The coach led a few assistants invited by the program group to light a fire in the center of the camp.

Meng Huanyu had never set up a tent by himself, so he had to stand aside and pass tools to Ji Qing.

"Pull up the rope over there."

Ji Qing had already finished three steel rods in a row. He came over wearing gloves, took the last rope tied with steel rods from Meng Huanyu's hand, and firmly embedded it into the soil.

"I said! Don't let go of the rope at the other end!" Chi Wen yelled at the wronged Chi Zi angrily.

Chi Zi hid behind the half-formed tent, shrinking his neck: "I see...why are you so fierce..."

"I'm not fierce, I'm just loud," Chi Wen sighed and said, "Why don't you go to the side and rest for a while, and I'll do it myself?"

"No, I can do it!" Chi Zishen said.

Meng Huanyu looked at Chi Zishen's timid look and smiled, but he couldn't laugh anymore in the next second.

"Ji Qing, can you help us?" Luo Pingting stepped over a short branch on the ground and asked.

Meng Huanyu squatted in front of the tent, picked up a branch at random, broke it and threw it into the fire, where sparks exploded, screaming towards the foggy sky.

Just like his mood at the moment.

"it is good."

hello mom.

Meng Huanyu took a deep breath and stopped the little assistant who was walking behind him: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Brother..." The little assistant knelt down and reminded, "I'm still recording the show..."

"Is there any smoke?" Meng Huanyu only repeated this sentence.

The little assistant had no choice but to free up one hand and take out the cigarette in his pocket and give it to him: "Brother, then I will go to work first."

Meng Huanyu nodded, he picked up a small burnt branch on the ground and set it on fire.

"call..."

"Brother Ji Qing, is that so?"

"Ah, thank you, it turned out to be so simple."

Meng Huanyu puffed out several circles of cigarettes, and the voice in his ear could not go away, making him feel irritable.

"Hey, is there anyone out there to pick up some branches?" The coach brought a small group of people over and asked.

Meng Huanyu took a last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the fire, and replied, "I'll go."

"It's not safe for you to go, I'll accompany you." Ji Qing said.

Meng Huanyu put his hands in his jacket, turned his head to look at him coldly, and said in an unprecedentedly indifferent tone: "No need."

This was the only sentence he said to Ji Qing in a week.

Meng Huanyu turned his head away, not wanting to see his expression.

A mist rose in the woods at night, he opened his mouth to inhale cold air, poured it down his throat like a sharp blade, cut along his throat all the way to his lungs, Meng Huanyu frowned, stepped on the rustling fallen leaves, head Without going back, he walked towards the woods.

The author has something to say: 2018 has passed like this.

Although it has just started, I hope you will all be Q_Q in the days to come

More tomorrow!

☆、Chapter 11

Meng Huanyu led the way into the woods, followed by the coach and several staff members.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, and even my breath was about to turn into frost.

Meng Huanyu rubbed his hands with gloves on.

Today, I'm afraid it will snow.

"Just pick up a dozen dry branches. It is estimated that it will snow at night. Everyone, hurry up, don't dawdle, and don't go far." The coach's voice spread far away in the forest.

Meng Huanyu was wearing thick clothes, and he looked very bloated even when he squatted down and stood up.

He was terribly afraid of the dark, and he shivered beside the female assistant in the wilderness.

"Brother Huan, you're cold." The female assistant straightened up and gave him the torch, "here, it's warm."

At this moment, the female assistant's face covered with thick foundation, in front of the dancing light and shadow, seemed to be covered with the light of a hero.

"Thank you." Meng Huanyu said gratefully, holding a torch and holding two or three frost-covered branches in his arms, looking like a poor little down and out.

People scattered in the woods in groups of three and five, and there was the sound of snapping branches everywhere.

After a while, the snow fluttered down as expected, like catkins blown by the wind, wantonly covering the sky and covering the ground.

Meng Huanyu said "ah", and reached out to sweep away the snow that fell on the branches.

Snow fell from the torch in his hand, and the flames fled and hid, making a hissing sound.

Almost all the dead branches on the ground were picked up, Meng Huanyu stepped on the outer circle, and after a long circle, he didn't see any dry branches anymore, but a thin layer of snow accumulated in the shallow mud pit.

There were a few dwarf saplings beside the big tree. He held the thin trunk and thought about it, but he couldn't bear to break it off.

When he turned around and looked back, the snow had fallen extremely heavily. Meng Huanyu had never seen such a heavy snow, covering everything in front of him like thick cotton wool.

He lost sight of people.

A white curtain of snow blocked the view.

In a panic, he lost his footing, stepped on fallen leaves and snow on the mud, slid back suddenly, stepped into a shallow pit, and a small piece of his exposed wrist rubbed against the sharp pebbles on the ground, grinding out A shocking cut, the whole person fell a grand slam, lying on the ground in embarrassment.

Meng Huanyu frowned fiercely, and gasped in pain, dense pain came from his wrist and ankle, he gritted his teeth, and blushed.

So fucking unlucky.

Enduring the pain, he propped up his injured arm, and stretched out his other hand to pick up the torches that had fallen beside him.

The fire has been extinguished, but it is still warm, with the residual heat after burning.

Meng Huanyu took out the cell phone in his pocket, but there was no signal, so he could only turn on the flashlight and take a look around.

No one and no sound.

There is only endless white snow.

Could it be that he was going to die here?

It's too bad.

He hasn't reconciled with Ji Qing yet, and hasn't slept with him yet.

Some snow fell on his wrist hanging on his knees, and the moment the cold white snow touched the red blood, it turned into a puddle of snow water and melted into the bruised wound.

Meng Huanyu was cold and frightened, and now curled up under a tree, he didn't even feel pain so keenly.

He leaned against the tree and didn't know how long it had passed, his mind was filled with paste, so heavy that it made people sleepy.

"Meng Huanyu!"

"Meng Huanyu!"

"Brother Huan!"

Meng Huanyu raised his head from the crook of his arm in a trance. He didn't know when the phone was out of battery, and the rear light had long been dimmed. The blood on his wrist stained a small pile of snow scum at his feet, which had dried up.

"I..." He just uttered a syllable, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak at all, he swallowed his saliva, and barely made a sound: "I, I'm here."

The volume is like a gnat.

Meng Huanyu lowered his head, took a few deep breaths with difficulty, supported the rough tree trunk, and struggled to stand up.

"hiss--"

The pain in his ankle twitched violently, and he leaned against the tree trunk and sat back on the ground again.

The wound on the wrist began to ooze blood beads again.

Unable to bear the pain, he sucked his nose.

Meng Huanyu couldn't bear the pain when he was a child, he cried when he got an injection, when he fell down, even when he was hit by a basketball. Meng Qin even laughed at him and said, "You should be a little girl. God must have mistaken your gender." .

He pressed his eyes, trying hard to suppress the sourness surging up from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Huan."

Meng Huanyu lay on his knees, and heard the sound of feet stepping on leaves beside him.

Ji Qing squatted down on tiptoe and saw his scratched wrist.

Meng Huanyu raised his head to look at him with red eyes, there were clear tears in his beautiful eyes, flashing against the pink circle around his eyes.

"I'll take you back." He carefully reached behind his back to avoid touching his wound.

"No need." These are the same two words.

"I'm wrong, okay?" Ji Qing leaned against him, and the hot air sprayed out before his eyes lightly spread out when he spoke, "It's my fault, can you go back?"

There was a moment of silence in the snow, but Meng Huanyu's tears fell down first, one by one, similar to the snow in this icy world, falling down for free.

"Does it hurt? Come, I'll carry you back."

Ji Qing raised his knees and pressed him gently into his arms, this time Meng Huanyu didn't struggle.

"Where does it hurt?"

Meng Huanyu closed his eyes, he didn't feel cold when he leaned against Ji Qing's arms, but the tears on his face were sticky, making him very uncomfortable "I sprained my ankle."

Ji Qing walked faster.

Meng Huanyu could feel a gust of wind blowing around him, and he said softly in a nasal voice, "I lent you [-] because you look good."

"I didn't want to sleep with you...nor, I did, but not like this..."

"No, you are different from Jiang Ye, he is the mistress, you are not..."

For the first time, Meng Huanyu felt that his language was so impoverished, and his descriptions became darker and darker.

He raised his head, wanting to see Ji Qing's reaction.

"I understand." Ji Qing held the hand on his back and patted it lightly.

After returning to the camp, the coach stood in front of Meng Huanyu's tent with a dark face, wanting to scold but didn't dare to scold, watching the accompanying doctor bandage and apply medicine to him: "Be careful in the future, don't go too far."

"The sprained ankle is not serious. Ice the snow outside for one night and it will heal within a week." The doctor said while packing the medical box.

"One week? What about the later filming?" said the assistant director.

"I'll carry him on my back for the next week." Ji Qing pulled out his backpack and said that Meng Huanyu's blanket covered him.

"It's okay...I still have..." Another leg.Before he finished speaking, Ji Qing squeezed out from the crowd blocking the tent.

He tugged at his blanket, a little dazed.

When he set off from the small hotel, he thought it would take up space, so he didn't bring it out, but Ji Qing did.

People are found.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at three o'clock in the morning.

"Little fool," Chi Zishen took advantage of no one coming to join in the fun, looked at his legs wrapped like pig's trotters, and said, "Everyone is a man, you still don't understand, you just need to coax a few words." , what kind of cruel tricks are you using?"

Meng Huanyu was angry: "It's hard for your mother to trick me, I really fell!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you've lost all your money. If Ji Qing treats you badly later on, tell me, I will definitely make him unable to get along in the circle!" Chi Zishen said, picking his chin.

"Hey, that's fine, you don't need to worry about it, go back to sleep." Meng Huanyu waved his hand and yawned.

"He has no conscience." Chi Zi poked his leg deeply and exited the tent.

"It's okay, I can still talk back, don't worry." Just as Chi Zishen came out, he saw Ji Qing dug up two buckets of snow and wrapped a strangely shaped snowball in a plastic bag.

"Ah."

"He has a delicate temper, please be more tolerant, it's all because of his family's petting." Chi Zishen said.

Ji Qing put the bucket by the tent door where it was within easy reach, and said, "This time it's my fault."

Chi Zi raised his eyebrows deeply, without asking what happened, he lazily walked towards his tent, and let that little ancestor ruin the whole night.

Otherwise, it would be exciting to spend a night outdoors with Chi Wen.

Ji Qing went in with an ice pack, and Meng Huanyu fell asleep breathing steadily.

He leaned against the side of the tent, grabbed the corner of the blanket and rubbed against his face, and fell asleep soundly.

Ji Qing leaned against the door of the tent, gently put Meng Huanyu's leg on his thigh, put on an ice pack and rubbed it back and forth.

Meng Huanyu frowned, turned sideways, and did not wake up.

A few days before the recording of the program, every time Luo Pingting talked to him, he started with Meng Huanyu and ended with him.

Ji Qing knew that she was actually interested in him.

But every time he came into contact with her, Meng Huanyu would itch his teeth with anger. He really liked his appearance, it was so cute.

Ji Qing couldn't tell why his unreasonable liking came from, and he couldn't tell whether Meng Huanyu's kindness to him was beneficial or harmful.

He took his gauze-wrapped hand and shook it seriously.

In the future, he must not be hurt again.

The author has something to say: Hee hee I wish you all a happy New Year's Day, and everything goes well in the new year.

Good luck in the new year!

See you tomorrow.

The manuscript depositor is getting thinner day by day.

Meng Huanyu=Yan Gou [not straightforward or strong]: You look good, I want to sleep.

Ji Qing: Huh?Who sleeps with whom?

☆、Chapter 12

"Brother Huan, do you want some water?" Ji Qing asked.

The road up the mountain was very difficult, and he brought another patient with him.

Meng Huanyu noticed that Ji Qingshao brought a backpack, he left his own bag in the camp, and carried an extra bag of his own.

Meng Huanyu was lying on his back, sucking the candy that Luo Pingting had given him before, feeling a bit uninspired.

"No need," Ji Qing lifted him up, and Meng Huanyu could feel the heat from his down jacket, "How about taking a rest?"

Followed by a large group of photographers and logistics personnel, their follow-up video also asked: "Ji Qing, do you need to stop for a while?"

"It's okay, I can do it." Ji Qing said.

The Yushan mountain road was almost undeveloped, and with the heavy snow last night, the road became extremely difficult to walk. It took three days for the large troops to stop and go, and it took them three days to reach the top of the mountain.

The mountains around the mountain city are connected one by one. Standing on the top of Yushan Mountain, you can see the mountains and mountains, like a landscape painting with clear layers.

The clouds and mist above the head are like a fairyland, which is very interesting.

"Ah!" Luo Pingting roared, her voice spread like water ripples in the mountains, far away.

"Yushan!" Chi Zishen also shouted.

As a representative, Ji Qing took over the red flag of the "Let's Go Adventures" program group, and planted it on the top of the mountain. Everyone held the flagpole together and shouted: "Let's go! Let's take an adventure!"

"Cut!" the director yelled, "This is where the Yushan part was shot, and everyone should be careful when they go down the mountain later."

"Hey, Brother Ji Qing, let's take a photo together," Luo Pingting said, holding Yang Li's hand, "Senior Chi Wen and Senior Chi Zishen want to go together?"

"Do not..."

"Okay, Ah Wen, come here quickly," Chi Zishen dragged him to the front of the camera, "Hey, I want to shoot too."

It was the first time for Meng Huanyu to come to this undeveloped mountain, and he also wanted to take pictures, so he could show his mother when he got back. He casually made two expressions at the camera, and began to pick out his pockets with a grunt.

He clearly remembered that the pocket was in this position, why couldn't he touch it.

"What's wrong?" Ji Qing asked.

"I'm looking for my phone, but I can't find it."

Ji Qing's ears turned red, and Meng Huanyu immediately noticed that his butt was supported by a palm. Soon, Ji Qing found a mobile phone and handed it to him: "Use mine."

He was drunk in the hotel before, and he didn't feel anything when his butt was being held, but now he was sober, and felt ashamed inexplicably, and said: "Ah, thank you."

Ji Qing's mobile phone does not have a password. It is an old-fashioned domestic mobile phone. The desktop is also the one that comes with the system, which is ugly.

Meng Huanyu turned on the camera, and after focusing, he took a few pictures of the scenery in the mountains. He looked down at the top of Ji Qing's ski hat, and suddenly smiled: "Shall we take a picture together?"

"it is good."

Ji Qing always seemed to be carrying him on his back, and he also carried him like this on the first day of formal acquaintance.

Meng Huanyu from the camera interface of the mobile phone showed a row of white teeth in a smile, and Ji Qing showed dimples on his cheeks.

Kacha——It freezes for a moment.

"The gauze was finally removed, I almost forgot the feeling of walking."

Meng Huanyu's leg healed faster than expected.

Ji Qing applied cold compresses and then hot compresses to his wounds every night, and did not let his legs touch the ground during the day.

Meng Huanyu bent down and rubbed his calf, still not used to it.

"I'm going to go to the prairie tomorrow, how do you feel?" After getting on the bus from the hospital, I asked the cameraman who was following me.

"It's convenient when the legs are healthy. This time I really don't dare to run around," Meng Huanyu said to the camera: "Yushan and his party have gained a lot. I feel that the grassland will be very interesting and I am looking forward to it."

"And now we're going to the hotel to meet Ji Qing and set off for the prairie!"

Back at the hotel, Meng Huanyu packed his luggage together and unplugged the phone charging cable.

Ding-dong-

Hohoho: Brother Huan, can you lend me 50?

Xu He never asked him to borrow money. This kid is heartless all day long. Apart from writing music, his only hobby is eating. He is so innocent.

Borrowing such a sum of money all of a sudden, Meng Huanyu was worried that someone would deceive him.

MHY: What's wrong?

Hohoho: If you need it urgently, brother, you can lend it to me first, okay?

He hesitated for a while, and asked for his bank account first, planning to call him later.

"Brother Huan, let's go." The assistant knocked on his door and said.

"coming."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Qing put on makeup, smiled at him and said, "Let's go."

The grassland is vast, and the distant grass green and the cloudless blue sky collide to form a well-defined horizon.

It is a completely different scenery from the gathering of smoky mountains in the mountain city.

The two girls follow the prairie girl to train the flock of sheep, and the melodious chant of chasing sheep is heroic and vigorous.

"This is the most beautiful horse here." The owner of the grassland horse farm pulled out a white horse with a black hair on its forehead, "Bart!"

He patted the horse's butt, and Barter raised his head and growled, stomping his hooves back and forth, looking at the person in front of him.

There were many horses in the stable, and they roared when they heard the sound.

"This horse is really majestic." Chi Zishen stood beside Chi Wen with some fear.

"Are you going to touch it?" Chi Wen looked at him with a slight smile.

"No, no, no."

Meng Huanyu learned equestrianism for a period of time when he was a child. He raised his hand to touch Barthe's face, smoothing his hair gently.

Balter quieted down, but still looked around curiously.

"Can I ride?" Meng Huanyu asked.

"of course."

Meng Huanyu stepped on the saddle, and before he could step on it, someone hugged him down: "Your legs are just right."

Meng Huanyu: "..."

"I really want to ride. Look at how beautiful this horse is. It's okay. I won't ride far." He put on the saddle, but was stopped by Ji Qing: "No."

"Ji Qing is right, Huanyu should not get up first, the legs are important." The director stopped recording and came to dissuade him.

"Okay, then I won't ride." Meng Huanyu said reluctantly, smoothing the horse's hair.

"Really want to ride?" Ji Qing asked.

Meng Huanyu nodded obediently.

"Then I will ride for you, can you lead the horse for me?"

Meng Huanyu suddenly wanted to laugh, how can someone lead a horse when riding a horse?