The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

In order to let the audience see the finished film as soon as possible, the program team quickly summoned people to start the second phase of recording.It was almost late at night when we arrived at the shooting site. After greeting the program crew, Fu Wu went into the hotel room to rest.

In his dream, he went back to his high school days. At that time, he hadn't become famous yet, and he was stuck with Tan Qing every day.

When Tan Qing was playing basketball, he sat on the stands with water and did his homework.

When Tan Qing was tired, he would come to him after the break, and he would pretend to casually rub him left and right from time to time, interrupting his train of thought.

Fu Wu was not annoyed, often at this time he would sit up straight, pinch Tan Qing's cheek and scratch his itchy flesh, making people beg for mercy.

He remembered Tan Qing's appearance when he begged for mercy, his eyes were full of tears when he smiled, and looked wet, and the soft flesh on both sides of his cheeks would be sunken, forming two small dimples.

At this time, Fu Wu would be deeply attracted by him, and Tan Qing would also stare at him with a pursed smile, and they stopped talking tacitly, and slowly, slowly moved closer and closer.

Until you feel the temperature from the other's lips.

No one knew that they hid behind the stands and kissed, and no one knew that Tan Qing's dimples were really filled with wine, and no one knew that Fu Wu would only get drunk in his life when he drank the bowl of wine named "Tan Qing" Out of shape.

"kuang" "kuang"

The loud knock on the door woke Fu Wucong from his sleep. He frowned and looked at his phone. It was only 3:37.

There were two more knocks on the door, just as he was about to get up!When he got out of bed and opened the door, the faint voice from outside the door made him stop.

"Give me the key, I'll call him, you guys call someone else first."

It was Tan Qing's voice.

The photographer looked at him hesitantly: "Is this possible? What if King Fu—"

Before he could finish speaking, Tan Qing interrupted directly and insisted: "If there is any problem, I will take full responsibility for it. Leave it to me."

After hesitating again and again, the photographer handed over the key to him in order not to waste time.

"Then I'll trouble you, I'll go take pictures of other guests first, and come back later."

"Ah."

The moment the door was pushed open, Fu Wu suddenly closed his eyes, he didn't know why he did that, anyway, he just did it.

He heard Tan Qing approaching with light steps, squatting down beside the bed, he didn't wake Fu Wu directly, but stared at him.

Fu Wu felt his fingers tracing his face, the force was very light, so light that if he didn't pay attention, he might not notice it at all.

Just when Fu Wu thought he wouldn't make any other moves, Tan Qing suddenly went to bed, with his head resting on Fu Wu's back, fingers grabbing his pajamas, and curled up behind him.

Fu Wu didn't make a sound, nor did he refuse.

I don't know how long it took before Tan Qing got up carefully, and stood back on the floor again. He pretended to have just come in, and softly shouted: "Jiaojiao, get up."

Fu Wu didn't answer immediately, and after he yelled a few more times, he rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed.

"what happened?"

Tan Qing: "Get up and assemble."

"Ah."

Fu Wu stared at the foot of the bed in silence for a while, then got up.

"I'm going to wash up."

By the time the photographer knocked on the door again, it was nearly four o'clock in the morning, and they were brought together on the bus waiting in front of the hotel.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen."

Lin Qingzi's face was full of boredom, and his tone of voice was also angry: "It's early, but I'm not a good person."

Song Zhouyu also responded: "It's really early, but director, you woke us up so early, where are you planning to go?"

The director looked at their apparent sleepiness, and suddenly smiled brightly.

"Shall we go hiking together?"

"..."

"???"

Everyone's expressions froze, and even Fu Wu frowned at the director.

"Go... why?" Song Zhouyu asked again in disbelief.

Director: "Mountain climbing."

Lin Qingzi: "I didn't get enough sleep, so I went straight to the mountain without eating breakfast?"

"Don't worry, the staff has already prepared breakfast at the top of the mountain, just waiting for us to pass."

No matter how much they didn't want to climb the mountain, they were still sent to the foot of the mountain by the bus. Looking at the stairs above their heads that couldn't be seen at a glance, Fu Wu felt a little bored.

The program team didn't give them time to prepare, and rushed people up the steps.

Fu Wu paused for a moment and then began to walk up the hillside. There were special steps and guardrails wedged with wooden blocks on the mountain road, which crossed horizontally and vertically, and the feet were a little soft after stepping down.

Along the way, I saw no one other than them, except for the sound of insects in the air, the only sound left was the panting of their group.

Among them, the voice that Fu Wu could hear most clearly was Tan Qing's. His panting sound was suppressed in his throat, and he exhaled softly with the rhythm of his footsteps, it felt like it was sprayed on the back of his neck.

Tan Qing has been silently protecting him from behind.

This is Fu Wu's conclusion.

Halfway through the walk, Lin Qingzi and Cong Jun sat down on the ground exhausted. Only then did they have time to rest for a while.

Fu Wu sat on a stone bench to rest. He picked up the water bottle and took a sip to relieve his mental fatigue. Goosebumps appeared on his bare arms.

Fu Wu pursed his lips, turned his head and stopped looking.

He turned his head away, but Tan Qing looked over and even knelt down in front of him.

His lips were dry and pale, but his eyes were still bright.

"Jiaojiao, are you tired?"

Fu Wu: "Not tired."

"I just saw you beat your legs. Are your legs sore? I'll rub them for you."

As he spoke, he put his hands on Fu Wu's thigh.

Fu Wu froze, quickly grabbed his wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need."

Tan Qing looked up at his expressionless face, and gave a soft "oh".

Seeing that the two Fu Wu's faces were not very good-looking, a staff member hurried over.

"what happened?"

Fu Wu shook his head: "It's okay, he lent me something."

The staff member nodded and did not ask any more questions: "Okay, call us if you need anything."

After he walked a few steps away, Tan Qing looked at Fu Wu in confusion: "Jiaojiao, what can I borrow from you?"

"..."

"Assemble! Keep going!"

The director's voice broke the silence, Tan Qing did not insist on his answer, but turned around and squatted in front of him.

"Jiaojiao, I'll carry you on my back."

Fu Wu got up and moved his stiff body, then took off his coat and threw it on Tan Qing's back, covering his entire head.

"I'm too hot, I'll borrow your clothes first."

After finishing speaking, he passed him directly and walked up.

Tan Qing stared blankly at his back from the seam of his clothes, and suddenly bent his eyes and chuckled a few times.

He cupped the clothes with his hands, buried his face in them and took a few deep breaths. The clothes smelled of clean saponins, and some of Fu Wu's smell was inevitably entangled in them.

He just squatted like this for a while, until the staff thought he was not feeling well and came to check on him, then he recovered and ran a few steps to catch up with Fu Wu.

There were no accidents in the second half of the journey. They successfully climbed to the top of the mountain an hour later. Everyone didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and sat on the ground directly.

The director stood in front of them with a loudspeaker and said: "I know that everyone is usually very busy with work and hardly has time to go out, so this time I specifically set the recording location as a mountain, just to let everyone relax."

Lin Qingzi muttered in a low voice: "What kind of relaxation is this? If you're so tired, you might as well sleep at home."

The director heard her complaint, smiled, and pointed behind them.

"Look."

Fu Wu looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a smear of orange suddenly appearing on the distant sea level. This color slowly covered the whole land, and it seemed to cover his heart.

Because at the moment when the sun rose, he saw Tan Qing turned his head, and he heard him say:

"Jiaojiao, I want to watch every sunrise with you."