I don't know if it was his own illusion, but after that night, Shi Liuyun clearly felt that there was a little difference between him and Huo Qian, and it was a big difference.

The touch of the other party gently pressing on his lips still pops up from time to time when he is reciting his lines while lying on the bed, which is even more clearly remembered than the countless kisses in the bar.

This is not a good sign.

Shi Liuyun sat on the chair used by the crew for the actors to rest, folded his arms and closed his eyes, frowning slightly in thought.

Huo Qian seemed to be not much different from usual for the past two weeks.

Ever since Lin Lin's time-picking text message rang, Huo Qian seemed to have suddenly realized something just like him, and he had become somewhat similar to Huo Yingdi, who was known for his indifference and inhumanity in the circle.

The other party usually didn't cross the line too much, and seemed to be back to the beginning, but he would still receive news from Huo Qian as soon as he returned to the hotel after a tiring day.

Just two words: applicator

Sometimes a sentence is added: the effect is best when the ointment disappears.But more, still only a few words.

Remember to eat breakfast, apply medicine, and put on shoes.

Shi Liuyun tentatively sent a photo of his ankle covered in ointment as usual to Huo Qian, but the wireless end was still quite silent, and after a few seconds passed by him, he said: OK.

Then it seemed to be in line with Huo Qian's temperament, without half a word.

But this not only prevented Shi Liuyun from going back to the time when he was with Huo Qian, but also made the strings in his mind bulge even more.

He remembered his initial thoughts on Huo Qian: it was interesting, he wanted to fish, and since the other party didn't hide that he wanted to play so much, he would play with him.

However, Shi Liuyun frowned even deeper unconsciously.

There must be a limit to playing, he can send photos with Huo Qian while chatting late at night, he is willing to see Huo Qian's calm face when he wants to touch his head but can't touch it, and he is willing to meet people in a daze. Biting kisses.

It's nothing, he's always willing to do things that feel comfortable for two people and don't have any impact on life.

But there was something really wrong with Huo Qian.

The inexplicable fit with this person made him forget that the fun in Huo Qian's eyes had been replaced by deepness at some point, and he liked to stretch out his legs to support his legs more and more, and then stretched out his hands to pinch his face.

It seems that it is indeed too gentle, Huo Qian would pinch his face at first, but now he can only feel the heat of Huo Qian's fingertips.

But when he finally realized this, some things seemed to have been out of his control, gradually developing in a direction that he had never seriously thought about.

hiss--

There was a sudden chill on the neck.

Shi Liuyun slowly opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him was suddenly blurred. He broke away from his own thoughts and looked intently, only to realize that a light snow had fallen at some point, and flakes of snow fell, covering the cloth on his shoulders. Water stains on halo circle.

But before he could appreciate it, his neck was cold again, and he shrank his neck in conditioned reflex, but the cold wind suddenly came down from his neckline all the way, he shivered, and began to feel a little pain in his ankle.

These days, the work of the crew is gradually getting on the right track, and the shooting tasks are gradually getting tense. His role is not easy. He often goes back to the hotel to take a shower and has to lie on the bed and recite his lines. It was so abrupt that he forgot where he had recited it.

If at this time happened to catch a glimpse of the word "applying medicine" sent to him by Huo Qian, a feeling of uncontrollable discomfort would suddenly surge up, making Shi Liuyun sit up from the bed with a "bang", and then "Brush" the ointment on the bedside into the bedside table.

Over time it led to...

Shi Liuyun moved his ankle lightly, a slight numbness came up from the ankle, but he was able to bear it, and after more than two months since the foot injury, he was much better.

So rather than the foot injury, it was more due to the cold brought by the snow.

The cold wind blew across his cheeks fiercely, and just when his nose was itchy and he wanted to sneeze, something soft suddenly caught his exposed neck.

When Shi Liuyun came back to his senses and turned his head to look, Lin Lin was standing beside him looking at him seriously, and around his neck was a scarf that he was very familiar with.

The lemon smell of the scarf is not as strong as it was two weeks ago, but there are still traces of aroma mixed in the air, slowly creeping into his nostrils.

As early as the second day after returning the scarf, the scarf returned to his neck again. Huo Qian should have sensed that if he gave it directly, he would be rejected, so he gave it to him through Lin Linsai.

Shi Liuyun listened to Lin Lin's firm but aggrieved "Brother, you must remember to wear a scarf when it's cold." He looked at the scarf in his hand and nodded.

But he certainly won't be so obedient and obedient.

The weather is not cold all the time, he will take off the scarf and put it aside when no one is paying attention, there is no specific reason, just looking at the scarf, he feels uncomfortable at all.

"Brother..." Lin Lin said helplessly while holding an umbrella, "Didn't I just go to the bathroom? Now it's snowing a little and you're so hot? Take off the scarf right away?"

Shi Liuyun blinked and didn't speak, and slowly stretched out his hand to pick off the outer edge of the scarf.

"You can't pick it off!" Lin Lin suddenly stepped forward and pressed his hand, her voice increased, "If he sees you showing your neck again, I'll be done—"

As if thinking of something, the words changed.

"These days are the coldest time in recent days. What if you get sick and catch a cold and affect the shooting? And you haven't been eating well recently? I think you've been eating less and less recently."

"Brother, I beg you," she clasped her hands together, "just let me take good care of you."

There was a trace of request in the little girl's eyes, Shi Liuyun looked at her expression that was about to cry, and silently scolded Huo Qian in his heart.

"Don't worry," he sighed softly, stretched out his hand and patted Lin Lin's shoulder, "Huo Qian is easy to deal with."

He got up and raised his chin towards one place: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, ignoring Lin Lin's bewildered eyes, she steadied her steps and walked out of the shooting location.

The crew had changed locations a few days ago, and the new filming location was a rather lively town far away from C City, but it was still much dilapidated than C City, full of old atmosphere.

Because it was Chinese New Year's Eve today, the crew had a rare evening off, and booked a show at a nearby restaurant with great pride.

But Shi Liuyun might not be in the mood to eat, he now feels that his body is a little bit unwell.

The weather forecast is very accurate. A few days ago, the whole country ushered in a severe cold wave. The town was not spared and it snowed a long time ago. Now the unswept places outside the studio are still covered with snowdrifts. Come.

Shi Liuyun propped up the umbrella that he took just now to cover the light snow that was still falling.

He still opened the scarf a bit, the cold air came in through the gaps in the scarf and cuffs, making him shiver, looked at the scarf spread out on his chest, and closed the gaps tighter.

Why do you have trouble with your own body? Even if you respond to it, it is still more comfortable than dying from pain all over your body.

He shrank his neck, walked to an empty wall and stopped, leaning back against the wall.

Picking up the phone, as he expected, he has already received several WeChat messages of New Year greetings.

Shi Liuyun swiped from top to bottom, a row of Happy New Year's Eve or Happy New Year, he continued to swipe down, and suddenly came across a message that broke the formation.

HQ: What about your scarf?

Everyone on New Year's Eve was very enthusiastic. Although Huo Qian's news was sent not long ago, it was quickly suppressed.

Shi Liuyun's gaze stayed on those words for a few seconds, and he continued to swipe down without even opening the chat box.

Then another one broke the formation.

Zhang Wei's New Year's greetings were as enthusiastic as usual. Shi Liuyun looked at the lines and smiled, then raised his hand and typed a few lines.

But before he put his thumb down, he suddenly felt a shadow around him, standing beside him, covering the already dim sunlight.

Shi Liuyun knew who this person was, and immediately moved his eyes away from the phone screen, his eyes drooped slightly, and finally stretched out his hands to tighten the scarf, Gou smiled and looked up: "Boss, I'm wearing a scarf."

He raised his head on purpose, the scarf was tightened by him just now, Huo Qian couldn't see a gap.

But Shi Liuyun's defensive eyes didn't make Huo Qian happy at all. He stared at the man's smiling face for a few seconds before turning his gaze down to his phone.

"Who are you sending messages to?" Huo Qian said, "Smiling so happily?"

The one who answered him was Shi Liuyun slammed the phone to black, and then quickly received it by his side.

Huo Qian's expression froze a bit.

Shi Liuyun hid the phone in his pocket again. He looked at Huo Qian's expression that was obviously beginning to cool down for a while, and was about to say, "No one." But he suddenly thought of all kinds of things wrong with the other party recently.

"No one." The sentence that was about to be exported was changed to: "Zhou Lin."

He tilted his head and said lightly: "Brother Qian knows, right? My ex."

Just as he expected, seeing Huo Qian's expression became stiffer.

Huo Qian's face turned colder, but after a while he let out a chuckle and raised his voice: "Is there still contact with your ex?"

Lies come out as soon as you open your mouth, but with Shi Liuyun's temper, can you still keep Zhou Lin's contact information?But it's just a test.

But Huo Qian still has nothing to do with him now. In order to prepare this person mentally, he can only let him try.

"Send a blessing every New Year's day," Shi Liuyun's scattered voice came, "Isn't the New Year coming soon? He will send me a message every New Year's Eve."

Huo Qian nodded: "That's right, it will be the New Year in a few hours."

The snow was falling a little heavier at this time, Shi Liuyun didn't answer the conversation, but instead focused on the snowflakes falling slowly from the sky.

As evening gradually approached, the temperature was already below zero, and he felt the bones in his ankles began to gradually numb again, and his body seemed to ache.

He wasn't sure if he could hold on to the dinner for a while.

It's not good to stay here and blow the cold wind. Shi Liuyun wanted to tell Huo Qian that he had left first, but before he turned his head around, his cheeks were suddenly covered by something warm.

He was stunned, Huo Qian had already grabbed his scarf with his hand, pulled it out, and words fell down as he pulled it: "Isn't it uncomfortable that the scarf is so tight?"

Huo Qian suddenly stood close, and stretched out his hand to tighten the zipper of his jacket: "The zipper is not as big as the wind, can't you feel it?"

Just as Shi Liuyun raised his hand, Huo Qian grabbed his wrist and fixed it.

He looked down again, and unexpectedly saw the man's white ankle.

This time I was really angry: "Wear long socks in winter."

"Shi Liuyun," Huo Qian called him heavily, pausing for a while this time, "don't let me see you showing your neck anymore, or I will ask Li Xiangsong to deduct all of Lin Lin's salary."

"Also," he paused, his eyes suddenly darkened and deep, "When chatting with others, remember to return my WeChat by the way."

Hiccup—Shi Liuyun's heart paused.

The implication of the other party's words was obvious, and he understood in an instant that Huo Qian's words just now were just following him back. This person saw his temptation clearly from the very beginning.

He took a step back, and the feeling that was always spreading in his heart not long ago came to his mind in an instant. He looked into the deep eyes of the other party, and a guess beyond the scope of his imagination was about to come out.

"Okay." He narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back next time."

Although it has only been more than two months since we first met, the time is very short, but.

He took another step back, knocking on the door over and over again with inexplicable answers in his mind.

Huo Qian will not...

Are you serious?

作者有话要说:感谢在2021-07-0913:09:50~2021-07-1112:34:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Meichuan sock;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Red Lantern, Meichuan socks 2; Xiaosu Xiaosu balds 1 every day;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Z10 bottles; 1 bottle of Miaoli Porter;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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