Borrowing a Kiss

It was a drowsy sleep.

Although Cen Nan couldn't eat Liang Muqiu down to the skin and bones, it was like sucking a candy, and he tasted it through his fingertips.

The room was dark, the thick blackout curtains were drawn, it was clearly bright outside, but the morning light could not penetrate, like an isolated island.

It was Cen Nan who woke up first, and looked at Liang Muqiu with a little light.

The nightgown on his body has long since fallen apart. The dark blue silk nightgown was crumpled and soiled, revealing most of his back and shoulders. His jade-white skin and deep red hickey marks are like roses blooming in the snow. .

Cen Nan felt a slight heat in his heart.

He reached out and stroked Liang Muqiu's hair.

When he was in Chicago, he dreamed of such mornings countless times, dreaming that Liang Muqiu had never been separated from him, and every morning he would wake up next to Liang Muqiu.

The dream was so beautiful that he couldn't tell reality from fantasy.

But when he wakes up, all he has to face is the pure white walls, the pills on his bedside table and his grandma's latest medical regimen.

Chicago is actually not a bad place, and he has never had any feelings for the city.

Here is the law school where he studied, Lake Michigan, Pier Park, and the grandma who raised him since he was a child. It snows in winter, which is more beautiful than the thin snowflakes in Bincheng.

But there was no Liang Muqiu.

It's like a lonely city.

Cen Nan pressed Liang Muqiu's fingertips to his lips, and there was a deep pain in his eyes. He had dreamed too much. Even if Liang Muqiu was by his side, he was always afraid that he would wake up in the next second.

During the seven years he refused to give up and refused to accept his fate, all he wanted was such an ordinary morning.

He kissed Liang Muqiu's lips again.

Before Liang Muqiu woke up, it was like stealing a heart seven years late.

After ten o'clock, Liang Muqiu woke up.

He struggled to open his eyelids. Although his body was not as serious as a broken frame, there were dull pains in many places.

He blinked, and when he saw Cen Nan's face clearly, he remembered what happened last night.

He was not firm in his will, and fell into Cen Nan's trap again.

He wasn't too upset, he did everything he wanted, and it was useless to shirk responsibility. He just lay on the pillow, looked at Cen Nan half asleep, and cursed in a hoarse voice, "Bastard."

It can't be said to be fierce, but after waking up in the morning, his voice was hoarse, with an indescribable vibrato, which seemed to be acting like a baby.

At least Cen Nan felt happy physically and mentally.

He smiled, and leaned casually against the head of the bed. The white quilt was piled up on his waist, revealing his firm and naked upper body. His hair was a little messy. He lost his usual meticulousness, but instead had a satiated sex appeal.

He said indifferently, "You just like me asshole."

Liang Muqiu sneered, "Whoever likes you, don't give yourself money."

He turned over again. In such a morning, he often didn't want to do anything. He was in a daze for a while before he fumbled to get the phone and glanced at the time.

10:40

He snorted in pain, "There is still a kick-off banquet today."

He's not a social fear, but he doesn't love socializing too much. I still hope that such occasions can be avoided.

In the past, he often avoided the opening banquet, but this time he came to follow the group, and he couldn't avoid it.

He glanced at Cen Nan next to him, knowing that Cen Nan probably wouldn't get involved, he pushed him and said, "I have to go to the hotel with the crew at night, you can make do with it."

Cen Nan combed his short hair with his fingers, and let out a "hmm".

Liang Muqiu covered his face with one arm, and finally had a sense that he was here to work.

Cen Nan was with him, often giving him the illusion that he was on vacation.

Cen Nan had this kind of ability, which made him dizzy.

After the kick-off banquet, the crew officially entered the shooting.

Because it is an urban village background, the crew rented several old buildings in the urban village, which were used as shooting and dressing room rest areas.

As the screenwriter, Liang Muqiu naturally wanted to guard the set with Liu Fengtao. He originally wanted Cen Nan to go around Yandu by himself, which is a tourist city anyway, but Cen Nan was not interested at all.

He and Liu Fengtao discussed the details behind the camera, while Cen Nan was doing his own thing with a notebook.

It is also harmonious.

Liu Fengtao is a good straight guy, but after two days he figured out that something was wrong. The entertainment circle was full of lights and he was soaked in it. Although he was a decent person, he had never seen anything, not to mention he knew Liang Muqiu's orientation.

With this sticky feeling, if he thought that Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu were friends, he would be blind.

Cen Nan ordered afternoon tea for the whole crew, and the one for Liang Muqiu was a bit special, in addition to coffee and snacks, he also brought a candy, as if treating Liang Muqiu like a child.

Liu Fengtao clicked tut twice, with an annoying smile on his face, and said to Liang Muqiu, "Brother Cen is really considerate. Not only does my director not need to bleed, but he can follow you in glory. I see him stepping up to you, The assistants are no longer available. Why doesn’t my Xiaoyuan treat me like this.”

Madoka is his girlfriend's nickname.

Liang Muqiu was drinking an iced Bock latte, and glanced at him lightly, "Just for annoying you, Xiaoyuan shouldn't bother you."

Liu Fengtao didn't care, and laughed jokingly, "I seemed to have heard of Cen Nan's name when I was in school, but I hadn't seen it before. I thought it was your good brother. I'm the one who is so emotionally blind."

Liang Muqiu didn't answer the conversation, and the jokes kept getting more and more endless, but there was no sign of anger on his brows, he just looked down at the storyboard, as if he was working hard.

Liu Fengtao also knew that Liang Muqiu was thin-skinned, so he accepted it as soon as he was good.

But he looked up at Cen Nan, and said again, "Actually, Cen Nan looks good. Brother, I have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, so I still have a good eye for seeing people." He raised his hand and pointed to correct him. The two leading actors who are studying the script of the play, "Let them play a brotherly relationship, and also show a kind of affection that takes each other as the pillar of life and the most important person in the world. But the newcomers have not honed their acting skills well. It’s not one-tenth of what Cen Nan looked at you.”

Liang Muqiu's hand holding the paper cup tightened slightly.

When the iced latte touched his lips, it was so cold that he woke up.

He glanced at Cen Nan. Cen Nan didn't know who he was on the phone with, but it seemed like a sensor was installed on his body. He looked at it for two seconds before Cen Nan turned his head, his eyes collided, and he subconsciously looked at him. He smiled.

The filming has not yet started, and the set is noisy and busy.

But looking at each other like this, it seems very quiet.

Liang Muqiu looked away.

"What's so strange about this," he said lightly, but he spoke clearly, "That's because I'm worth it."

He was too lazy to count the years, but he deserved all of Cen Nan's love.

Liu Fengtao was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, and stretched out his thumb to Liang Muqiu.

"well said."