i only like your face

After the filming of the ten o'clock scene in the morning was over, Mo Ming left the set. So far, he only had the last scene in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow in "Can Sword".

A colleague on the set asked Mo Ming to have dinner in the evening, but Mo Ming politely declined. He bought a ticket for tonight's performance by the Zhang Dashang Repertory Theatre, planning to stop by to meet old friends after watching the play.

After all, I will be going back soon...

The show time on the ticket is 07:30 pm.

To get to the Dashang Repertory Theater, you have to cross more than half of the Sichuan Sea, and it takes more than an hour to drive. At the end of the day, I got ready to go out from the apartment at five o'clock, but I didn't expect Han Shaoying to come back at this time.

Han Shaoying returned to Chuanhai at three o'clock in the afternoon, and then went directly to the company. He didn't socialize at night and was worried about Mo Ming, so he rushed back after work.

As soon as he entered the apartment, Han Shaoyong saw Mo Ming come out of the bathroom, his hands were still arranging the front of his clothes, he was wearing a camel coat with a British style, a section of white sweater collar was exposed at the bottom of his neck, and the belt was simple and flat to tie a part of his waist line, full of dignified and retro charm.

Han Shaoyong stared at Mo Ming in a daze, before returning to his senses after two seconds: "Are you going out?"

"...Well, I'm going to watch a drama." Mo Ming didn't expect Han Shaorong to come back so early, he asked tentatively, "Brother Rong, is there any entertainment tonight?"

"No, I just returned to Chuanhai in the afternoon."

Han Shaoyong closed the door, walked up to Mo Ming without changing his shoes, wrapped his arms skillfully around Mo Ming's waist, bowed his head and kissed: "This looks good, it looks like I'm going on a date with someone."

Mo Ming couldn't help laughing lowly, put his hands on Han Shaoyong's neck, raised his face slightly, and looked at Han Shaoyong closely: "Who do you want to date?"

Getting too close, Han Shaoyong could almost see his own reflection in Mo Ming's dark eyes, he put his hands on Mo Ming's waist, and almost hugged the beautiful little lover in front of him to the level of his line of sight , and then smiled and said: "Who else? Who else do you want to be with?"

The smile in Mo Ming's eyes was full of playfulness, he rubbed the tip of Han Shaoyong's nose with his deer-like upturned nose, and said in a low voice, "Then I will refund the ticket to the drama troupe, how about brother Xun going on a date with me tonight?"

Like a ray of warm water soaking his heart and mouth numb, Han Shaoyu couldn't help but hugged Mo Ming and kissed him for a while before letting go: "No, I just have nothing to do tonight, so I'll go and see it with you."

Han Shaoyun knew that Mo Ming liked to watch dramas, and he couldn't spare much time to accompany Mo Ming in the past few years. It is estimated that this little guy will always go to watch it alone...

"I only bought one ticket. It is estimated that the tickets are sold out on the Internet at the moment, and even if I buy it, I won't be able to buy a pair of seats."

"What's the matter, let's go and talk about it first." Han Shaoyun smiled lightly, "I'm following your heart at the moment, and when I come back in the evening, I'll listen to brother Rong..."

"... "

Han Shaoying changed into a loose black cashmere coat, with slender hem lining his long legs straight, and Mo Ming hung a soft camel-color scarf around his neck, adding a bit of casual and refined Han style.

Han Shaoyun likes this scarf, it's the same color as Mo Ming's clothes, they look like a pair.

The hang tag on the scarf was still there, Mo Ming raised his hand to take it off, smoothing the wrinkled surface smoothly.

"I bought it specially for me?" Han Shaoying smiled meaningfully, "Speaking of which, this seems to be the first time you gave me a gift."

"...Ah?" Mo Ming looked up in confusion.

Han Shaoyu stretched out his hands and pinched Mo Ming's face: "Little thing, you're quite scheming, what's the point of picking this color, huh?"

"... "

Mo Ming wondered whether he should confess that this scarf was actually a gift from the store when he bought the coat, and he never thought of giving it to Han Shaoying, but just felt that Han Shaoying's outfit was too dull, so he just took it Wearing it around his neck is just for coloring, just as a temporary loan...

Although the scarf was made of cheap rayon, the fabric was soft and close to the skin. He originally planned to keep it for himself.

but now...

"Brother Long...as long as you like it." Mo Ming tried to smile and said.

Han Shaoyong threw the end of the scarf hanging on his chest on his back shoulder chicly: "Come on, after watching the play, Brother Rong will also choose a gift for you."

On the way to the Dashang Drama Troupe, Mo Ming checked the tickets for the troupe on his mobile phone, and they were all sold out.

Dashang Repertory Theater has a history of more than ten years in Chuanhai, and enjoys quite good commercial and cultural value. Most of the original plays are highly sought after by the public, and later they are also adapted into film and television dramas and put on the big screen, accumulating a considerable amount of love. Popular fans of drama.

Every Friday night, it is hard to get a ticket.

Today coincides with Friday, so if you want to buy tickets after you arrive, you may have to find scalpers.

However, when he arrived at the gate of the repertory theater, Mo Ming was wearing a mask and was about to look around for the scalper. Han Shaotong quickly stopped a couple who were about to enter, and politely expressed that he wanted to buy the tickets in their hands.

The woman held her boyfriend's arm, looked at the tall man wearing a mask in front of her, and said unhappily, "We bought this ticket from a scalper. Two tickets cost nearly two thousand. How can I sell them to you again?" .”

"I'll pay twice the price."

"Not for sale." The woman said, "We don't need money, okay?"

"Ten times." Han Shaoyong said, "If you agree, transfer the money immediately."

"This is what you said, don't go back on your word!"

The woman quickly took out her mobile phone and called up the payment QR code, leaning her elbow on her boyfriend: "Hurry up and get the ticket."

Mo Ming, who was standing aside, watched this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Soon, Han Shaoyun waved the two tickets and walked up to Mo Ming with a cheerful expression: "The seats are still in the middle of the front row."

Mo Ming: "..."

Well, money is supposed to buy convenience.

The position in the middle of the four rows is indeed the best viewing position in the audience. You don't need to look up, and you can see the subtle expressions and movements of the drama actors.

The lights converge on the actors on the stage, and the intuitive performance and the dramatic story progress affect every audience in the theater. Han Shaoyong originally just wanted to accompany Mo Ming, but he didn't want to and was fascinated by it.

He doesn't have any in-depth drama appreciation ability, he just thinks that the script itself is fascinating, and the performance of the actors in front of him is more shocking and intuitive than watching movies and TV dramas. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the last scene he saw on the set that night. Ming, sharp and charming, maybe it comes from the charm of the actor, as if from another world...

Han Shaoyun slightly tilted his body, put his lips close to Mo Ming's ear, and whispered, "I think you act better than them."

Mo Ming couldn't help chuckling, and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen my performance?"

"Of course, I saw it when I went to visit your class that night." Han Shaoyun searched hard in his mind for words that could accurately describe his mood that night. I glanced at it, but in the end I could only say six dry words, "It's so beautiful, I like it."

Mo Ming: "..."

The light from the stage reflected on Han Shaoying's deep-lined half of his face, and the bright and dark shadows outlined a sharp feeling on his face, but those eyes were full of doting smiles when he looked at Mo Ming, which suddenly made Leng Li There was a little more honest and warm feeling on his face.

Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyong's approaching smiling face, and his heart felt a strange and soft ripple. He leaned over by accident, and pressed a very light kiss on the corner of Han Shaoyong's lips.

Han Shaoyun didn't expect Mo Ming to kiss himself suddenly at this moment, and was stunned for a moment.

"what--"

A middle-aged woman's distasteful and suppressed voice suddenly came from behind the two, "Can you divide the occasions, can you restrain yourself..."

Mo Ming just remembered something, retracted his body like a frightened bird, grabbed the mask at his chin and brought it back to his face, which was so hot that it almost smoked.

Han Shaoying was still immersed in Mo Ming's kiss, and his thoughts were still unfinished. When he was disturbed, he subconsciously looked back, and saw an old aunt who looked five or sixty years old in the back row and wore glasses staring at him solemnly, with a full face. It reads "It's really a declining world, no shame".

"I'll kiss you again and take a picture." The old aunt threatened severely.

Han Shaoyun: "..."

Mo Ming's face became even hotter, his arms were awkwardly tucked into his chest, and he grabbed the mask to almost cover his eyes.

Han Shaoyun suddenly leaned over and kissed Mo Ming on the forehead, then turned his head and showed a very friendly smile to the old aunt behind.

Aunt:"……"

After watching a play, Mo Ming's toes almost curled up.

After the show ended, Mo Ming grabbed Han Shaoyong who stood up, and waited for the audience in the back row to come to the front before leaving with Han Shaoyong.

"You shouldn't... just like that." Mo Ming muttered.

Han Shaoying put his hands in his pockets, looking quite in a good mood, and asked leisurely, "What kind?"

"Don't do this in public places in the future." Mo Ming took a deep breath and said calmly, "It's not a good influence."

Han Shaoyun couldn't help laughing, and moved his lips to Mo Ming's ear again: "Do you think that the villain will sue first?"

"... "

Mo Ming didn't speak, and walked out quickly with his head sullen.

"Hey, you're still angry!" Han Shaoyun followed up dumbfounded, holding Mo Ming's hand, "Alright, it's my fault, next time I will restrain myself."