I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

This sleep went straight into the next afternoon.

Shi Liuyun was woken up by the contraction of his stomach. He slowly opened his eyes, but before he could adapt to the dim light in the room, his head started to hurt like an explosion.

He reached out and rubbed his temples, and when the headache subsided, he closed his eyes and turned over, wrapped the quilt tighter, and frowned, trying to sleep for a while.

But suddenly felt something was wrong.

He opened his eyes suddenly, stretched his arms and looked on the bed. He was tightly covered by the quilt. He frowned and wanted to lift the quilt a little. When he moved his hand, he accidentally touched his lips, and gasped in pain. .

hiss--

Memories of last night came flooding back.

Shi Liuyun quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepped into the bathroom with bare feet, and faced the mirror.

His lips were almost twice as swollen, with redness from overuse. He opened his lower lip with his hands and looked in the mirror. There were large and small wounds on the inner wall of his mouth. He stuck out his tongue again, no surprise Seeing the bitten scar, a redder pink color appeared.

He lightly licked the wound on the palate, and he twitched again due to the pain.

That's okay, Shi Liuyun thought while licking, Huo Qian didn't want to kiss someone, he wanted to murder.

But the other party's mouth was not much better, he remembered that he didn't leave any room for it last night.

It can be considered half a catty.

He nodded to himself, looked at his chapped lips in the mirror, and then went into the shower next to him to take a shower. When he came out barefoot while wiping his hair, his stomach was already growling.

He went to the bedroom to look for slippers, picked up the mobile phone that was thrown on the bed, and walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator while sliding the mobile phone away.

There was still leftovers from last time in the refrigerator, Shi Liuyun brought out an egg and a small handful of vegetables, and prepared to make fried rice with eggs.

While opening WeChat, he knocked the egg into a bowl and broke it up. He quickly stirred the egg liquid in his hand, and his eyes fell on the clip of the new play audition that Zhang Wei had sent him last night.

The movie is called "Backlight", a feature film with no emotional drama. It tells the story of an entrepreneur who is very successful in his career but extremely indifferent in his life. Because of an accident, he has to stay in a remote town far away from the city. That met two siblings living in a small town, and a series of stories happened.

He played the male second, the younger brother.

The parents of the siblings died early in a fire, and they run a bar together. The elder sister is calm and generous, while the younger brother is free-spirited. Compared with the heroine, who is as calm as the male protagonist, and the male second, who has a completely different personality from the male protagonist, he is on the contrary different from the male protagonist. More interesting.

Shi Liuyun closed his eyes.

The words on the phone were too small and ugly, so he turned his attention back to the egg wash he was still beating, and after beating a few more casually, put it aside, put the vegetables in the sink and washed them.

The role is very good, he thought while washing, it is indeed suitable as Huo Qian said.The casual and wanton part of his personality is very similar to his brother's gloomy and flirtatious image.

While thinking, he took the washed vegetables in a basket, put them aside, and began to heat the pan and pour oil.

Egg fried rice is very simple, and the production process is very smooth. Although Shi Liuyun carefully analyzed the characteristics of the character to be played in his mind while frying, he still brought the rice to the table before the sun went down.

The aroma wafted into his nostrils, and the dense analysis in his mind finally stopped for a while. He pulled out the chair and sat down. Just as he was about to pick up the spoon, the mobile phone vibrated at this moment.

He scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it in his mouth, then picked up his phone.

The above is a WeChat message from Huo Qian.

Shi Liuyun's mouth moved while chewing, as if feeling the pain on the tip of his tongue again, his brows furrowed.

He looked down and saw two identical words from Huo Qianfa: Are you awake?

No, Shi Liuyun took a closer look, and the first sentence "Are you awake?" was after eight o'clock in the morning. At that time, he was still sleeping with the quilt in his arms.

He blinked and typed back with one hand: wake up.

Yun: Mr. Huo, what can I do for you?

Huo Qian rubbed his hand against the cigarette case.

His eyes were fixed on the simple nine words, and the slight alienation in the words was undisguised, as if they had become tangible from the plane.

It's completely unobservable that someone who typed this sentence was pulling his tie and pushing his tongue the night before.

... The ability to play hard to get is still very good, he knows it.

So Huo Qian made a voice call directly.

The continuous vibration of the phone made Shi Liuyun stunned, subconsciously hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.

There was silence for a few seconds, and just as he pronounced the word "Hello" halfway through, Huo Qian's flat and soft voice came through: "It's nothing."

I can't find you if I have nothing to do?

Shi Liuyun inexplicably said this sentence from the bottom of his heart. Just as he was about to laugh, Huo Qian's voice sounded again: "Remember next week's audition, Zhang Wei should have sent you part of the script."

"Well, I've received it." Shi Liuyun took another spoonful of egg fried rice, "I think you're right, this is a good book, and that role really suits me."

What he said came from the bottom of his heart, the quality of this book was really good, and he was very happy to receive an audition for this kind of film.

So he said: "Thank you, I will definitely perform well."

But the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to have any empathy, and said in a flat voice, "You're welcome."

He continued: "Remember to bring my scarf over on the audition day."

When Shi Liuyun heard this, he was startled, and looked around, and sure enough, he saw the gray scarf placed there in the corner of the sofa.

He smiled: "You came to me for this matter? I thought you had already taken it back yesterday. But haven't you already booked a starring role? You shouldn't have to go to an audition like this, right?"

The tone was steady and normal, but Huo Qian stopped. Shi Liuyun stuffed food into his mouth and waited until Huo Qian said three short words: "Shi Liuyun."

Shi Liuyun swallowed his food in a daze: "Huh?"

"Stop using 'you'," Huo Qian's voice broke, "you used four 'you' in this sentence, I always feel like you are scolding me."

"Pfft." Shi Liuyun took a sip from the water glass beside him, and smiled, "I used to call Mr. Huo quite happy, didn't I?"

"I'm not happy," Huo Qian's voice came quickly, with a deep voice, "I'd rather hear you call me by my name."

……Um?

Shi Liuyun didn't realize for a moment what kind of play this was, and after thinking for a while, he still tilted his head: "Well... Brother Qian, haven't you already decided on the leading role? You shouldn't have to go to an audition like this. Yes."

There was the snap of the lighter cap opening and closing, followed by a deep inhalation and exhalation.

"I'm afraid this audition will not be successful, so I'll just fall to the side of the road." The subject was omitted, and the voice was mixed with smoke.

Shi Liuyun frowned, and thought about Huo Qian's words again, and then deliberately moved the microphone to his lips, as if sticking to his lips: "Don't worry, brother Qian, I won't meet Zhao Linze."

Before Huo Qian could speak, he said, "I must remember to bring it with me when I go to the audition."

The sound of Huo Qian's smoking seemed to grow louder, and after a few seconds, there was an "um" and it was replaced by the sound of smoking and puffing again.

Shi Liuyun took the phone a little farther away, and while listening to the sound of breathing over there, took a sip of water from the glass.

Huo Qian didn't seem to want to hang up, he let out a heavy breath after smoking a cigarette, and seemed to finally get to the point: "Last night...how did you sleep?"

Shi Liuyun raised his eyes and didn't answer in a hurry, until he took another sip slowly before replying: "It's pretty good, I slept until just now."

He continued to ask, "Where's Brother Qian?"

Huo Qian seemed to take a sip of something from the cup, and the smoke disappeared a little: "Almost."

real?Shi Liuyun dragged his arms and lay on the table.

He was still texting him after eight o'clock in the morning after sleeping until just now?

"Ah."

With lazy emotion on his brows, he chuckled and closed his eyes, Huo Qian's voice reappeared: "I wanted to smoke when I left last night, so I took your pack of cigarettes by the way."

"Oh, you said that pack of cigarettes." Shi Liuyun opened his eyes and looked around the table, "It's okay, there are not many cigarettes left anyway, I drank a little too much last night, and there is nothing unclear in my mind." Remember what..."

He paused for a while: "But I'm still very grateful to Mr. Huo for taking me home. I said last night to invite you to drink tea. It may take a few days."

Huo Qian's side was very quiet, and when it was so quiet, Liu Yun could clearly hear the other party smoking and exhaling: "It's okay, I don't like tea anyway."

"...Well," Shi Liuyun nodded, glanced at the empty rice bowl, and asked tentatively, "Then do you have anything else to do?"

This time, there was silence on the other end of the wire without even the sound of breathing in. It wasn't until Shi Liuyun was distracted and quickly closed his eyes that Huo Qian made a sound:

"Remember not to be late for next week's audition, and," the other party stopped deliberately, his voice was faint, as if there was something in the words, "don't wait until before going to bed to apply the medicine, wait until the ointment disappears completely, the effect is the best."

This sentence is a bit familiar, he just heard it last night.

"Well," Shi Liuyun lay face down on the table, and said softly, "Okay."

After speaking, the mobile phone moved to the table along the cheeks, looked at Huo Qian's two words "Are you awake?", then opened the audition clip Zhang Wei sent him, and concentrated on trying to figure it out.

But what he didn't know was that Huo Qian on the wireless end was sitting on the sofa chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, pinching the corner of his lips that was sore with one hand, and his eyes fell on the chat page with him.

"Mr. Huo, what can I do?" Still lying quietly in the chat box, Huo Qian looked at it, and as the blackness of the sky gradually covered the sunset, he repeatedly turned on the phone screen.

In fact, he got up earlier today than usual, and it can even be said that he didn't sleep all night, thanks to the fact that someone's face under the dim light last night kept shaking in his mind.

The smile on the corner of Huo Qian's mouth tended to widen, and the finger touching his lips was pressed hard, and the pain pulled him back to reality.

He also remembered Shi Liuyun's attitude towards last night's kiss that was not serious at all and refused to talk about it, as if kissing was like eating a meal.

Looking back on the way Liuyun and him got along over the past month or so, the other party seemed to be in the fog all the time. On the surface, he was very proactive and willing to lean on him, but in fact, every time the relationship between the two was promoted, it was very painful. Eighty-nine of them are on their own initiative.

So, this person is just like that... he loves fishing, doesn't he?

After understanding his own intentions, King Huo made a careful analysis for the first time, but in return he felt a sense of helplessness. He lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the darkened phone screen again.

He stretched out his finger and pressed the light again.