There are always some amazing people on set

Meng Jinghan told the troupe that he would push the company to find him, so he would not eat with everyone for midnight snacks.

He drove Ji Ziheng away in the name of the company, and he was a little guilty when he said it.

But no matter, the sweetheart is more important.

We only see each other once a month, how can we let go of such a rare opportunity?

When riding a bicycle, Meng Jinghan boldly pulled Brother Heng's hand and put it on his waist.

Brother Heng didn't express any opinion, just walked up obediently.

God knows that Ji Ziheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Meng Jinghan always looks happy, and it's better when he gets along with each other. But every time he hasn't seen each other for a long time, it takes him a little time to confirm whether Meng Jinghan is Really laughing or being polite.

Reading Meng Jinghan's expression was really tiring. Ji Ziheng would be happier if there were other small gestures of intimacy. At least he wasn't the only one who was eagerly expecting someone to do something, but...the other party really missed him.

They didn't eat supper or watch a movie, they just went back to their residence.

"Hey, Meng Meng." Ji Ziheng sat on the bed against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated.After a day of driving and watching a play, he is tired enough today.

"What's wrong?"

"When are you going back to Taipei?"

"Well...I'm going to ask Sister Ruby again, she hasn't mentioned it yet."

Ji Ziheng's face was suddenly frozen by something, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw Meng Jinghan holding a small bowl of something, "Don't let me think that you have grown up, and just do such childish things right away, okay?"

"Teacher, don't be angry!" Meng Jinghan handed over the bowl with a smile, "You won't be naive if you make mango greens for you."

"Tsk, Bingren's face is very childish."

"Hey." Meng Jinghan was unmoved.

But Ji Ziheng still poked a few green mangoes with a toothpick and ate them.Sweet and sour, mixed with crushed ice, it tastes refreshing, crisp and delicious.

"Oh, every time I get along with you, it seems that I met "when I was young." Ji Ziheng looked at the other party and said.

"Hahaha──" Meng Jinghan sat next to him, and the feeling of the single bed sinking was quite obvious, "That's good, I'm also very happy to have your old time together."

"Isn't that what you said?"

"Hey brother."

"Um?"

"About liking you so much that you want to occupy your past time..." Meng Jinghan looked at him, "Maybe it's not that serious, but I'm serious."

"I know." Ji Ziheng had a calm expression on his face, as if "you finally said it." "Aren't you very obvious from the beginning to the end?"

"Really?" Meng Jinghan was stunned, touching his face, wondering if he didn't work hard to smile all day long, "It's so easy to see?"

"Hmm." Although it's not a matter of expression, it's a matter of behavior.

Meng Jinghan smiled, and began to chatter about the recent affairs of the troupe, such as "he only now knows that he has to say goodbye first when he installs the stage" or "Xiao Qingzhe DM's hand speed is super fast and he can't keep up with it at all", Brother Heng At the beginning, he would respond in a timely manner, but later his voice became more and more silent. Meng Jinghan only realized that he was asleep when he saw it.

Looks really tired.

Meng Jinghan lay beside the bed and secretly brushed Brother Heng's hair. The other party closed his eyes and hid for a while, in a state of light sleep but responsive to the outside world.

It would be great if I could sneak a kiss, but in case I wake him up...

Meng Jinghan looked at Brother Heng's sleeping profile, gritted his teeth, turned on his laptop to finish the work email sent by his manager, and asked him if he could go back to Taipei, looking for a few webpages to pass the time.

After taking a shower after eleven o'clock, he carefully climbed into bed, made sure that he was fast asleep, and secretly kissed Brother Heng on the lips.

Then he fell asleep with a smile of triumph.

The next morning, I don't know why Brother Heng's waking up is so bad.

That kind of irritability made Meng Jinghan pretend not to know, but he asked, but Brother Heng didn't mention it.

"Are you too tired? You didn't feel angry when you slept together last time?"

"...Forget it," Brother Heng crossed his legs, nestled on the bed against the wall, and touched the phone in the bag, "What's for breakfast?"

"I have meat buns and scallion pancakes here. Do you want to warm them up, or do you want to buy them outside?"

"Then grab the pancakes." Brother Heng swiped his phone and pushed Meng Jinghan with the sole of his foot, "Go get it, I'm hungry."

"Hehe..." When Meng Jinghan smiled, he received a warning look from Brother Heng, "Okay, I'll do it."

He went to the freezer to take out the pancakes in a good manner, put a little oil in the electric pan, and fried them with chopsticks. He waited for the frozen pancakes to soften slowly, and secretly lifted the edges to make sure they were crispy and not burnt. The chopsticks draw a circle along the edge, and the action is done in one go, so that it is detached from the bottom of the pot and turned over.

While waiting for the other side to be familiar, he raised his eyes and wanted to say something to Brother Heng, but met the other party's gaze, unexpectedly watching him preparing breakfast seriously, and Meng Jinghan couldn't help the smile on his lips, what he wanted to say just now forget.After Brother Heng was discovered, he had no time to turn his head, so he had no choice but to look around and pretend that nothing happened, trying to maintain his arrogant and self-willed state of getting up.

The room began to smell the aroma of Zhubingbing. Meng Jinghan made sure that the things were cooked, loosened the Zhubingbing with chopsticks, took the plate and served it, then slowed down, saying "Brother Heng can definitely seize the opportunity to pretend that he is not looking at him." "Head up at the speed.

"Breakfast is good." Meng Jinghan brought it to Brother Heng with chopsticks, "You can put it on the bedside table, it will be more convenient to eat."

"Yeah." Brother Heng's calm expression didn't loosen a bit, but he just picked up a corner of the plate and ate it while blowing, very flattering, "Not bad."

"Hey." Meng Jinghan was very happy.

He turned to prepare his own, pouring two glasses of milk in between.

Ding.

Meng Jinghan picked up the phone to read the text message, "Brother Heng, Sister Ruby said that I can go back directly."

"Mmm, very good." The other side was still busy biting the pancakes.

Meng Jinghan replied to the text message in a good mood to say that he received it, and then went back to the small corner to continue frying his share of pancakes, "Then when will you go back? If I collect it right away, will there be time for me to walk with you?"

"Well," Ji Ziheng thought for a while, "Then you take me to refund the ticket first."

"it is good!"