Borrowing a Kiss

The overall construction period of the film "Parasite" is not too long.

In the next half month, the few supporting actors in the crew who played less roles all finished their roles and left one after another.

The filming in the crew was orderly, everyone had been working together for so long, and they all had a tacit understanding, so a little earlier than Liang Muqiu expected, he could go back without staying in Yandu for a full month. , In two days, it will be Children's Day.

Liang Muqiu stared at the plane ticket on the phone, thinking, when Cen Nan left, he hugged him and said that he would give him a Children's Day gift when he came back, but according to the original plan, he should not come back until after June [-] .

But I didn't expect that after several changes and going around, this day actually happened.

Liang Muqiu was very quiet when he left the crew.

He's not an actor, so there's no need to arrange a wrap-up ceremony, he just said hello to a few main creators, ordered a midnight snack for the whole crew, picked up the suitcase and left.

Liu Fengtao asked the assistant director to watch the scene and set aside half a day to take him to the airport.

Wen Yang also specially came to see him off.

This made Liang Muqiu feel that his popularity seems to be pretty good.

Wen Yang had been with him for more than half a month and had some feelings for him. When they first met, they both held each other's hands. After getting along with him recently, they found that being friends is pretty good, and they are open-minded people.

When he thought that no one would accompany him to make jokes on the set, he still felt a little bit sad.

But what he said was not the case at all.

He was still thinking about Qin Jiuya, so he lay on the side of the car and asked Liang Muqiu, "Who will guide me when you leave? Is that beautiful Qin Jiuya really so hard to see? You can't introduce me. "

Liang Muqiu closed the car door in front of him, extremely indifferent.

"Go ahead and ignore him," he said to Liu Fengtao next to him, "I won't be able to catch the plane any later."

Wen Yang was so angry that he jumped outside.

But after the car drove out for a while, Wen Yang had already arrived at the set, only to find that Liang Muqiu had sent over Mr. Qin's contact information and some of his job introduction.

Attached a message, "Mr. Qin's consent has been obtained, don't just yell, show some skills."

Liang Muqiu and Liu Fengtao have already driven halfway.

Probably because of the working day, the road is not congested, so Liu Fengtao seldom let go of his squeaky songs, and played a soft and melodious female voice, singing love poems tenderly.

It's an old song.

Liu Fengtao asked, "Do you still remember that our school once held a joint singing competition, and this is what I went up to sing?"

Liang Muqiu smiled, "Why don't you remember, you sang out of tune eight hundred miles away, and you still can't survive."

At that time, they were all in their early twenties. Liu Fengtao, he, and a few acquainted classmates were obviously not in the same school, but they often got together. Although he lost Cen Nan, he would not waste his studies and career. Put all your energy into your career, even if the things you take out are still very young, but your mind is exhausted.

Fast forward to now, five or six years have passed.

He and Liu Fengtao were relatively lucky, and each of them has achieved a little success in their careers.

Looking back and thinking about the bloodshed at that time, I always feel like it happened in my previous life.

Liu Fengtao looked ahead, and said softly to him, "Although our film does not have the most investment, I really hope it will be successful and bring me some serious awards."

Liang Muqiu was startled, and turned his head to look at him.

Liu Fengtao still had that plain face with a cropped cut, and he couldn't find it in the crowd.

But when he talked about movies, there was light in his eyes, and that ordinary face became vivid.

He said, "Of course I know that I am doing well now, and I have won two awards before, but you are in the circle, and it's not that you don't know that you are really good at it." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I also filmed There are quite a few films, and this is the one I directed with the most care, and I also like your book, and our old comrades-in-arms got together again, hoping to bring me something different."

He asked Liang Muqiu, "You thought about it too, right?"

Liang Muqiu smiled, who wouldn't want someone with a little ambition in their career.

But he probably followed his teacher Luo Wen, and he followed the fate of many things. Luo Wen told him that writing a book and winning prizes, fame and fortune are naturally the best, and everyone likes it.

But if you like it first, Luo Wen patted him on the shoulder. If you are satisfied, you will live up to your hard work.

Many of the stories he has written up to today have also been entrusted by others, but the scripts he really writes with himself as the leading factor are all his favorites.

So he was very satisfied.

He lightly tapped Liu Fengtao's shoulder, "It's up to you, Director Liu, to take me to heaven and win the best screenwriter."

Liu Fengtao rolled his eyes at him, "I still want to win the best director."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and soon reached their destination.

Liu Fengtao sent Liang Muqiu to the airport, and when he got off the car, he patted Liang Muqiu on the shoulder, "Say hello to Cen Nan for me."

It was like taking Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu as a family.

He thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, you can make room for me in November. Xiaoyuan and I are going to hold a wedding at that time. If you want to be the best man, bring Cen Nan with you."

Liang Muqiu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "It's settled. Didn't you say that you want to be a wild horse and run on the prairie? You won't get married before 35?"

Liu Fengtao rubbed his head, "Isn't it because I met the right person? It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. Now that I've established a career, I can also consider starting a family."

Liang Muqiu's heart skipped a beat.

He smiled and said sincerely, "Then, congratulations on being reliable for life."

Before the plane took off, Liang Muqiu sent a message to Cen Nan, saying that he would land in Bincheng in three hours.

Before going to bed last night, Cen Nan made an agreement that he would come to pick him up today.

After turning off the phone, Liang Muqiu put on a silk blindfold and lay down on the seat to doze off.

He thought of his pair of rings that he didn't give away, two men's rings, which he specially ordered.

When he wanted to propose to Cen Nan at the beginning, he was still a stupefied young man, immature and unemployed, but he was still enthusiastic, determined that Cen Nan was the one he wanted, and wanted to be bound to Cen Nan for the rest of his life.

In the end the ring could not be sent out.

Now that the stars are changing, Cen Nan is a step late, but he still returns to him, and he has also reached the best time, with a successful career, a wealth of wealth, and his appearance has not diminished. He can still be called a beautiful tree. .

But he completely lost the courage and fearlessness of the year.

If he were to propose to Cen Nan now, probably unless he was thrown into the sea, he could consider it for his own sake.

Liang Muqiu wore a blindfold, only showing a tall nose and a pair of thin lips, and a helpless smile was gently drawn on the corners of his lips.

This is probably the look and feel of adults.

After being injured once, it seems to be engraved into the DNA, and it becomes a kind of instinct, reminding myself all the time.

But so to speak.

Three hours later, the plane landed in Bencheng.

Liang Muqiu came out of the airport with a suitcase, and saw Cen Nan waiting outside. Among the dusty crowd, Cen Nan's beauty really shone, his whole body was dignified, and his temperament was excellent. It is also a skill to be favored by people.

Liang Muqiu was so sleepy that he was shocked.

It really is Xiaobiesheng newlyweds.

I haven't seen her for more than half a month, how can Concubine Cen still beautify a new height.

Cen Nan didn't know what he was thinking, so he took the suitcase consciously, "Are you tired?"

Liang Muqiu shook his head.

The last time he came back from Yunzhou, as soon as he got out of the station, Cen Nan kissed him and played a trick on him.

But today, for some reason, until he drove away from the airport and onto the highway, Cen Nan behaved himself, and only cared about chatting with him about trivial matters.

Liang Muqiu tapped his fingers on his knees, and switched his left hand to his right hand, waiting impatiently, feeling that Cen Nan was so ignorant.

Finally, when passing a traffic light.

He said calmly, "Cen Nan."

"Ok?"

"Shut up."

Cen Nan was startled for a moment, not knowing where he had offended Liang Muqiu, and turned around in a daze.

Liang Muqiu unbuckled his seat belt, thinking in his heart that this would not deduct points, forget it, the deduction is also for Cen Nan.

Then he straightened up, stepped over the seat, held Cen Nan's face in his hands, and pressed his long-lost lips.

The lips are soft and the kiss is hot.

The traffic lights count down the last five seconds.

Liang Muqiu let go gently, and looked at Cen Nan from the bottom up. His eyes were moist and clear, but his lips were red, and the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were covered with powder, like a lively fairy.

Cen Nan was still out of breath, but he withdrew without hesitation.

"Drive well." He said, sat back in his seat, buckled his seat belt, and unscrewed a bottle of water. The whole movement was done in one go, his eyes were calm, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

Cen Nan's heart beat a little faster, he was teased like he was a reckless teenager again, he almost wanted to ignore his reason and pester Liang Muqiu to continue.

But the traffic light has jumped to a green light, and the car behind impatiently honked its horn.

He can't do anything.

Look at Liang Muqiu's calm look again.

He smiled helplessly, started the car, and joined the traffic.

What a little villain, he gave Liang Muqiu a soft look, but he was so bad that he liked it.

Concubine Cen is not the only one who can seduce people, Qiuqiu is also very good at it, it all depends on whether he wants to or not