I was loved by my idol

The hot search turmoil came and went quickly. Within two days, everyone seemed to not care who hit who, and replaced it with similar gossip with other names.The shelf life of gossip is not as good as the carbon dioxide in a Coke bottle. When the bottle cap is unscrewed, it disappears with a bang.

Zuihuayin has been shooting in the mountains for nearly two months. In the blink of an eye, it’s the end of October. After two rains, the temperature has plummeted. Qin Ce didn’t expect it to be so cold in the mountains. He didn’t even bring a thick coat with him. The windbreaker is put on a suit, and the suit still doesn't seem to be able to keep warm after putting on a shirt.

When I arrived at the set, I saw that the actors were all wearing down jackets. The thin gauze gowns that were as thin as cicada wings looked fairy-like, but they were also beautiful and cold. .

He bounced around like a rabbit, from one end to the other, relying on "work to generate heat" to keep warm.

"Second Young Master is really for style, don't want warmth." He Chunian was wearing a costume and a black down jacket, and was holding one in his arms. Seeing Qin Ce bouncing back and forth, he couldn't help laughing at him.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold." Qin Ce rubbed his hands and saw him walking towards him with his down jacket in his arms. He thought it was because he was too cold and brought it here specially. His heart warmed and he opened his arms to greet him.

"Then you go back to the hotel and wrap up the quilt, what's the matter?"

"I..." Qin Ce was teased by him and almost lost his breath: "Who says I'm cold, I'm not cold at all!"

"Oh, then just jump around, maybe you can grow longer." He Chunian said, walking past him with his down jacket in his arms.

Hey, do you have a conscience? ! !

And I don't need to grow taller! ! !

Qin Ce felt aggrieved, and followed He Chunian with his eyes, watching him walk towards the director with his down jacket in his arms, and even put it on for him with his own hands.

What, it's for the director again, he is a dignified employer, he is also a father of Party A, shouldn't he be the one who should be flattered the most? Donkey.

The past two months with He Chunian can be said to be together day and night, why is there no progress at all? Sometimes Qin Ce feels that they are already friends, and sometimes he even feels that He Chunian may have such a thing for himself. A little bit of goodwill, but more often he still felt that He Chunian was far away from him. What separated them was not the distance of [-] meters in front of him, but the helplessness that was visible but unattainable.

He sighed, feeling even colder, wrapped his windbreaker tightly and prepared to go to the back to ask for a cup of hot water to warm him up.

"Hey!"

Qin Ce turned his head reflexively when he heard He Chunian's voice. Just as he turned around, his eyes went dark, and a heavy dress was thrown over his head and covered his head.He hurriedly pulled it down and hugged him, and saw He Chunian wearing an indigo robe, holding a sword in his hand and said to him, "It's time for me, give me a hug for a while."

Qin Ce was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and quickly wrapped his clothes around his body.The clothes still carried He Chunian's body temperature and his pleasant scent of soap.

He buried his face in his clothes and took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, as if he couldn't control his facial features, he kept laughing and laughing.

As a result, he wore that dress until the end of work. He Chunian took off his make-up and changed his clothes, and put on a new thick dress. The crew members looked like silkworm babies, and they looked a little clumsy when they practiced.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qin Ce came out of the bathroom shivering. The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on to the maximum, and it began to rain lightly outside the window. The rain that fell from the sky seemed not to be raindrops, but ice crystals.

He seems to be more afraid of the cold than ordinary people. His hands and feet are cold in autumn and winter, and sometimes he hates having to wear a suit to attend events. He still feels cold even if he is covered with warm clothes all over his body.What the hell is going on with this terrible weather, how about asking the little assistant to go home and help him bring some clothes back?

Thinking of getting clothes, he suddenly had an idea, excitedly got out of the bed, opened the snack box, picked out a few that seemed to be relatively low in calories, and happily knocked on He Chunian's door.

He Chunian also just took a shower, wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was wet. When Qin Ce saw this scene, he thought of the four big characters "beauty out of the bath". He stood at the door as if he had forgotten what he was going to do, staring at He Chunian's calf, faint pectoral muscles, slender neck, and strands of hair, even that unmodified face showed infinite sexiness, standing in front of him very impactfully.

He didn't seem to feel cold anymore, a pinch of flames secretly ignited in his heart, burning to the internal organs, to the soles of his feet and fingers.

"what?"

"I..." Qin Ce came back to his senses, and asked with the snacks in his hand, "Do you want some snacks?"

"No," He Chunian answered simply.

"..." Qin Ce didn't expect to be rejected so simply, standing at the door not knowing what to do.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I..." He lowered his hands, lowered his head and said cheekily, "I want to borrow a piece of clothing. It's too cold."

He Chunian stood at the door and was silent for three seconds: "Come in."

Thinking that he would be rejected, he unexpectedly agreed. Qin Ce followed her back into the room, and intimately walked him to the door.

This lonely man, alas...

He Chunian lived in an ordinary single room. The room was not big. There was only one bed and two single sofas, nothing more. He never knew what kind of room He Chunian lived in. It's hard to imagine living here for a few months, how aggrieved it is.

"Do you want to change the room in the first year?"

"Why should I change it?" He Chunian went to the front of the suitcase to search for it. Hearing this, he straightened up and looked around, realizing that his room was much smaller than Qin Ce's: "I don't know." The second young master who is suffering in the world doesn't understand that such a room is already considered a high-level one in the crew."

"No way? It's so small."

"I lived here under the name of a leading actor. The other staff lived in a similar size to this one, but there were plenty of two-person or three-person rooms. They were all the same as you. Coming here is the best treatment."

"Do you want to live in my room? It's more spacious than this."

He Chunian was stunned for a moment as he flipped through the suitcase, then he took out a white sweater from the suitcase, turned around and handed it to him, saying, "Is this all right?"

"Okay!" Qin Ce never refused to come, took the sweater that looked warm from his hand, and couldn't wait to put it on.

He was wearing a shirt-style pajamas with a sweater on the outside. Even so, it was still a bit too big, and the sleeves were rolled up twice, making him look even thinner.

"I thought we were about the same size, how could the clothes be so big."

"You don't have two taels of meat or ribs on your body, so you definitely can't hold it up."

"How do you know I don't have any meat? You haven't seen it." Qin Ce was poked in the sore spot. He was indeed lazy in exercising, his stomach was not good, he was delicate and picky when eating, and he couldn't grow any meat. .

"Who said I haven't seen it?" He Chunian said jokingly, tilting his head while crossing his arms.

As soon as these words came out, Qin Ce remembered the first time he bumped into He Chunian, it was still summer, he was wearing a thin nightgown, most of his chest was scattered when he fell to the ground.In an instant, he felt as if his face was burning, and it was hot and steaming.

"Cough..." Having said this, He Chunian himself felt a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and asked him, "Do you want long johns?"

"I don't want it, who wants to wear long johns?" Qin Ce looked disgusted.

"The long johns are very warm."

In my impression, even his grandfather didn't wear long johns, so even if Qin Ce was afraid of the cold, he never wore them. Of course, he never had such a thing in his closet.

Even the word "autumn trousers" he only learned about it when he checked Weibo to see trending searches.

So Qin Ce firmly shook his head and said no need.

"Don't forget it." He Chunian didn't force it: "Anyway, I'm going back in a few days, and I can't survive the cold for a few days."

"Huh? Are you going back?" Qin Ce didn't seem very happy when he heard that he could go back. Although the conditions here are difficult, there is no food, no clothes, and it is cold, but it is more fun than in the office.

"You don't want to go back?"

"How should I put it..." Qin Ce sighed: "It feels like a paradise. I can stay here without thinking too much. After working for such a long time, this seems to be the first job I am willing to do."

"The work can be divided into willingness to do it and unwillingness to do it. It is good to have a job."

"Didn't you like your current job in the early years?"

"I like it. I want to be an actor. As an actor, not every film you can accept is what you want to shoot."

"Does that... include Zuihuayin?" Qin Ce asked cautiously.

He Chunian shook his head: "Who wouldn't like this kind of big director's big production."

Although he said so, but his eyes seemed to be full of helplessness, Qin Ce looked at him and his mind became hot: "In the future, you can find me whatever you want to shoot, and I will just shoot for you."

"Actually, I can't really say what I want to shoot," He Chunian said mockingly.

"Then don't shoot, I have money anyway."

He Chunian raised his eyelids and looked at him seriously, and couldn't help laughing, what does it have to do with me if you are rich, but he didn't ask, Baobuqi, the rich second generation, came up with some unsurprising and endless quotations.He reached out and tugged Qin Ce's sweater, rubbed his head and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Hmm..." Qin Ce buried his head in his sweater and walked slowly towards the door.

He Chunian, who was following behind him, suddenly wanted to tease him for some reason. Just as he opened the door a crack, he slapped the door and closed it, wrapping Qin Ce in his arms. Li, lowered his head, and whispered in his ear

"Why don't you just sleep?"

The sexy voice made Qin Ce's hair stand up from head to toe, and the breath hit the hair next to his ear, causing all the cells in his body to boil.

"I do not……"

Qin Ce's voice was dry and hoarse. He wanted to say that I was going back, but he also wanted to say no, but he couldn't make a sound when he said that. He shrank his shoulders and his heart was beating like thunder. He swallowed impatiently, subconsciously He opened the door and fled out.

Liu He Chunian was alone in the room facing the cold door.

"Tsk, I don't know who will take care of whom."