The actor he wrote by himself

But Huo Xiuchi calmed down extremely quickly, and he was extremely thankful that because he was curious about what Guan Che read every day, he took his stack of references and papers to look through in the living room.

He immediately picked up the stack of documents, got up and walked towards Guan Che, his face was calm, and there was even a hint of eagerness.

"It's a good thing I'm filming at a hotel near you, otherwise you won't be able to get this stack of materials until the museum opens tomorrow." Huo Xiuchi approached and said, "You said you were in such a hurry on the phone that I ran over without even changing my clothes." Why are you only coming back now?"

He handed over the materials: "Check the number of articles, is there anything missing?"

Both of them have top-notch ability to accept scenes on the spot, and they have already shown it in acting class.

A smile appeared on Guan Che's face, and he immediately put his phone on the shoe cabinet, took the stack of materials, made some noises of flipping pages, and said, "There are no omissions, thank you, Mr. Huo, the academic forum will start tomorrow morning, tutor Wait for it."

"Then I'll drive you there."

"No, no, didn't you say that you filmed four big nights in a row, go back and rest well."

In the invisible scene of Guan Che's parents, the two of them interlocked their fingers and saw teasing and smiles in each other's eyes as they spoke one sentence after another.

Based on the relationship between the two lovers, they did not speak so politely, but revealed a kind of intimacy.You can hear Huo Xiuchi's importance to Guan Che, and you can also hear that even if they don't live together, they still contact each other every day.

At this time, Guan's father and mother deliberately made a little noise on the other end of the phone.

Huo Xiuchi looked at the phone: "Are you on the phone?"

"Well, my parents." Guan Che's tone hesitated, "You..."

"En." Huo Xiuchi stretched out his hand towards him, and Guan Che handed over the phone to him.

Guan Che's parents experienced a brief black screen and wobbly perspective. When the mobile phone showed a stable picture again, it was Huo Xiuchi captured by the front camera.I thought he was wearing pajamas and it was inconvenient to show too much, so he was very close to the camera.

"Good evening, uncle and aunt." Huo Xiuchi greeted them with a smile, "Have you not rested so late?"

Guan Zhengzhi and Fan Ling looked at each other secretly, guessing that Huo Xiuchi might not know what Guan Che had confessed.

So Guan Zhengzhi cleared his throat and replied bluntly: "We slept late."

"I'm sorry, I came here today to deliver the documents he left behind to Guan Guan. I came here in a hurry, and I'm really not dressed properly. It's rude to greet you under such circumstances." Huo Xiuchi was very polite, "I didn't have time to leave in a hurry last time. Let me tell you, next time uncle and aunt come to Yijing, I will treat you well."

Guan Zhengzhi sneered in his heart: How dare you take the initiative to mention it last time!Dare to say next time!

But this attitude of others is indeed too correct.

Guan Zhengzhi, who couldn't bear to talk face-to-face, touched Fan Ling, and Fan Ling said, "It's nothing, you are busy with work, I can understand, it's because Guan Che is too forgetful that I trouble you to come here late at night."

"Yes yes yes, my fault." Guan Che also walked to the side of Huo Xiuchi, and Huo Xiuchi moved the camera a little away to let Guan Che into the painting.

The light at the entrance was very warm, and the two stood together looking at Guan Che's parents, feeling an indescribable fit.

After finishing speaking, Fan Ling didn't know what to say, so she was silent for a few seconds in embarrassment, and asked, "Son, do you still want to send documents to the tutor?"

"Yes."

"Then hurry up, don't delay the rest time, your father and I are going to sleep too." Fan Ling looked at Huo Xiuchi, "Xiao Huo, hurry up and go back to rest."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the video like throwing a hot potato.

Guan Che sighed, put down his cell phone and documents, relaxed his tense nerves, wrapped his arms around Huo Xiuchi's thin waist, and leaned his entire weight on him.

Huo Xiuchi leaned against the white wall, hugged him, and stroked his back repeatedly.

"Teacher Huo, why are you here suddenly?" After a while, Guan Che raised his head from his embrace, but his body didn't move.

Huo Xiuchi stroked his bangs, and kissed his beautiful eyebrows: "I miss you. I couldn't hold back and came here."

It was only then that Guan Che smelled the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

As if he had a mind-reading ability, just as he came to the conclusion that Huo Xiuchi had drunk at night, Huo Xiuchi took the initiative to explain: "I had dinner with Liang Yi and the others at night, and I called some friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. I was happy, so I drank point."

"Oh." Guan Che thought of the scene when Huo Xiuchi came to his house last time, his face became hot unconsciously, and he said in a low voice, "every time Mr. Huo came to my house at night, he drank."

Huo Xiuchi smacked: "It seems to be." But he quickly denied this statement, "I've only been here twice, so it can't form a rule."

Guan Che chuckled: "Very rigorous."

Both of them are a little absent-minded now. Huo Xiuchi had taken a bath and waited leisurely for him to come back, so that he could do some wonderful things when he came back, but after being frightened by this video call, he couldn't bring up his charming thoughts.

Guan Che quietly asked: "Do you think they will believe it?"

Huo Xiuchi was very calm: "No."

"why?"

"Actually, when you asked me, I thought they wouldn't." After Huo Xiuchi finished speaking, seeing that the answer didn't satisfy Guan Che, he added, "Well, my intuition at this age. And they won't in the future. I’ve been making video calls to you every day.”

Now Guan Che really couldn't figure it out: "How do you know?"

Huo Xiuchi smiled but said nothing, touched his shoulders, led him to turn around, and pushed towards the bathroom: "Hurry up and take a shower."

...

When Guan Che came out of the shower, Huo Xiuchi had already put back the materials he took out just now, and even tidied up the small desk.

The empty bone china coffee cup on the small coffee table in the living room was also washed, and the man lay on his tatami very obediently and played with his mobile phone.

Guan Che wiped his head and sat down at his feet: "Teacher Huo, tell me why?"

Huo Xiuchi sat up, his legs wrapped around his waist, and his calves rested on his naturally hanging legs.Huo Xiuchi grabbed the hair dryer that hadn't been removed from the plug, and said behind his ear, "They make video calls to you. There is a hidden psychological mechanism in it. The more afraid you are of seeing something happen, the more you feel about it. It will happen, and during this process, they have unconsciously prepared themselves mentally, so your father didn't get furious when he saw me just now."

"Also, when they see me here, they'll understand that this phone call won't change or stop the fact that I'm with you. They'll either change their approach, or they'll just talk themselves into accepting us as much as possible. .In short, you won’t be asked to show them the surrounding environment every day.”

After he finished speaking in a few words, he turned on the hair dryer and fiddled with his hair gently.The buzzing machine noise isolated Guan Che into a closed world filled with heat and air. He couldn't hear other sounds, so he focused more on it.So it only took him a while to figure out what Huo Xiuchi said.

The comprehension is strong.

It was the first time for Huo Xiuchi to blow someone's hair, but he forgot to turn on the thermostat, and the wind even scalded the back of his hands a little.After he turned it off, Guan Che's nape, ears and cheeks were all pink.

His skin was originally very thin, but now it looks like the longevity peach steamed buns in traditional Chinese pastry, white and fat, with a little crimson on the tip.

Huo Xiuchi leaned closer, put his lips on the back of his head, closed his eyes, his nose was filled with his favorite smell of cedar and white tea, clean and charming.

His hands also moved from Guan Che's arms to the front, tightening and tightening until he locked him tightly in his arms.

Huo Xiuchi twisted the small and delicate transparent buttons on his pajamas.

Guan Che closed his eyes, and leaned back obediently, looking very much like a kitten whose fur has been smoothed into a puddle of soft water.

"Can you change your pajamas into a nightgown?" Huo Xiuchi moved his lips to his ear, persuading him.

With the back of Guan Che's head resting on his shoulder, his breathing fluctuated, and he could only utter a "Huh?"

"In this case, I just need to tug on the strap." Huo Xiuchi tilted his head and kissed his lips, the fabric fell down with his emotions, his voice was hoarse, as if he was angry, "there's nothing left."

……

From this day on, Huo Xiuchi has to come here every day. Two big men live in such a small room, even turning around feels crowded.And Huo Xiuchi is so old and alone, when it's time to share the bed, he's like a kid, very irritable. Pressing on the pillow, clasping fingers tightly, sticking lips to grind with great interest.

Guan Che felt that his level of exhaustion had doubled in the past few days.

After being kissed to sleep for the third time, Huo Xiuchi finally calmed down, and at night when he was able to sleep together with his face, he honestly slept with his arms around him.Give him a massage before bed.

And sure enough, as Huo Xiuchi said, Guan Zhengzhi and Fan Ling didn't make another video call, and once in the middle, they didn't chase Guan Che to ask him where he was, and hung up after talking for a minute at most.

Guan Che simply lived with Huo Xiuchi back in the big house on the second ring road.

On the evening of April 4th, Guan Che came over with a suitcase of luggage so that he could leave with Huo Xiuchi on the 13th.

"Where are you going tomorrow? I'll take you off?" Huo Xiuchi looked up from a pile of documents, watching Guan Che put the suitcase against the wall.

"No, there is a car to pick us up in the morning. I have to leave at 6 o'clock, go to Chisong City, and come back in the evening."

"Oh, the scenery of Chisong is pretty good, and the pace of life is also comfortable." Huo Xiuchi walked to him and leaned against the wall, "My parents also live there."

Guan Che paused when he bent over to change his shoes, then raised his head to look at Huo Xiuchi, blinked twice: "Really?"

"How about..." Huo Xiuchi took a step closer to him, "I'll buy a ticket to go to Chisong with you, and after participating in your academic activities, we can go back to my parents' house for a light meal together?"

Guan Che was so frightened that he took several steps back, his eyes showed fear: "Forget it, Mr. Huo, next time, I'm not ready yet..."

"I'll just talk casually, you're scared..." Huo Xiuchi waved his hand, and went to the kitchen to pour warm water for him.

At four o'clock in the morning, Guan Che was woken up by the alarm clock. After cleaning up, he went back to the bed and kissed the sleeping Huo Xiuchi on the forehead.

"Teacher Huo, let's go."

Huo Xiuchi didn't wake up, but turned over as if he was disturbed.

It takes three and a half hours to fly from Yijing to Chisong.

After Guan Che got off the car, someone came to pick him up. At 10:30, Guan Che stood in front of the gate of a magnificent villa like an ancient castle on the hillside of Chisong Mountain.

In April, Chisong Mountain is full of cherry blossoms and peach blossoms, and the vast expanse seems to have returned to winter and snowed again.Only the bright sunshine and pleasant temperature remind people that this is a fairytale spring environment.

The driver got out of the car and rang the doorbell, announcing: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Guan is here."

Guan Che involuntarily took a deep breath.

The author has something to say: Life is not easy, Guan Che sighed.