The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

He Yuhuan originally thought that Pei Mingxuan was going to take him to meet the benefactor's father. It wasn't until he entered the box and saw the old man sitting upright inside that he realized that it was his real father...

Pei Zhihua didn't bring his assistant or manager with him, and sat alone on the main seat with a solemn expression, facing the empty round table.

Pei Mingxuan chose a very subtle seat, neither next to nor directly opposite, and connected the two of them from the center of the round table, forming an angle of 120 degrees, which was the farthest position in terms of line of sight and distance.He Yuhuan hesitated for a while, but Pei Mingxuan took his hand and sat beside him.

"Hello, Teacher Pei." He Yuhuan stood up and bowed before sitting down again.

Pei Zhihua handed over the menu, but He Yuhuan didn't accept it, nor did he accept it. Between the two father and son, his movements were so awkward that his movements were a little stiff.

Pei Mingxuan: "You order."

He Yuhuan pushed the menu: "Teacher Pei, you can order."

"Then you order." Pei Zhihua pushed the menu back again.

The feeling was to order food for his son just now, and he couldn't be ashamed to let him be a transfer station.He Yuhuan could only bite the bullet and take the menu, ordered a few dishes that Pei Mingxuan liked, and asked in a low voice, "What does your dad like to eat?"

Pei Mingxuan remained silent, with the same cold expression as Pei Zhihua. He picked up the pen, glanced at the menu, and ticked a few dishes on it.

The waiter took away the menu, and after the door of the box closed with a click, a needle could be heard immediately.

He Yuhuan secretly looked at the father and son, seeing that they were not looking sideways, as if they couldn't see each other in their eyes, he wished he could push Pei Mingxuan over two seats so that they could quickly talk.

The hot dishes were served quickly. Pei Mingxuan picked up the chopsticks first and took a big mouthful. He seemed to be gobbling it up, not at all graceful as usual. He Yuhuan could even see a bit of revenge-like pleasure from his actions. .

Pei Zhihua finally turned his eyes over, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

Pei Mingxuan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth casually: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Only then did Pei Zhihua pick up the chopsticks: "You have a bad stomach, let's eat first."

Pei Mingxuan didn't say anything, and picked up the chopsticks again, this time the action was almost the same as usual, but first he put a large piece of squirrel mandarin fish in He Yuhuan's bowl.

"Thank you." He Yuhuan didn't dare to look at Pei Zhihua's expression, and buried his head in the fish.

The older generation's acceptance of homosexuality is very low, and Pei Zhihua's personality is old-fashioned. If he sees any signs, he will probably give him a good meal, and maybe he will contact an old friend of the industry leader and block him directly.

He Yuhuan was a little flustered, and Pei Mingxuan kept adding vegetables to his bowl, asking "how does it taste" from time to time, and even wiped the corners of his mouth twice with his own hands, causing He Yuhuan to break out in a cold sweat.

"Brother Mingxuan...don't bring me food, I can't eat anymore." He Yuhuan tugged at the corner of Pei Mingxuan's clothes under the table and whispered.

Pei Mingxuan finally put down his chopsticks, but the next action almost made He Yuhuan's skull fly in shock.

"Let me introduce, this is my boyfriend." Pei Mingxuan put his arms around He Yuhuan's shoulders, and looked directly at Pei Zhihua as if declaring war, "The kind that needs a marriage certificate."

Pei Zhihua was not surprised, but said in a very serious tone: "The Marriage Law of Huaguo does not yet allow same-sex marriage certificates."

"Then wait until the day you allow it." Pei Mingxuan was as serious as him.

He Yuhuan didn't even know what expression to put on, so he could only smile politely.

"You think I'll be angry?" Pei Zhihua said.

Pei Mingxuan: "You and my mother are already divorced, and I'm with my mother. You have no right to control me."

Pei Zhihua didn't think it was disobedient, he sighed lightly, and smiled wryly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were full of traces of time: "Mingxuan, you are my son, I know what you are thinking, the relationship between you and Xiaohe, I have long known You can see it."

"You don't need to deliberately do things that disgust me, such as the inappropriate way of eating just now. Pei Zhihua's voice is old, and he doesn't have the majesty when he played the emperor, "I invited you to dinner, I'm not here to care about you, I'm here... "

He was silent, and time passed slowly in the private room. After a long time, he continued: "I'm sorry, Dad shouldn't have locked you in the closet just for the sake of the show."

"Finished?" Pei Mingxuan asked lightly.

Pei Zhihua nodded, and Pei Mingxuan took He Yuhuan up without hesitation, and put on a thick coat for him. Winter in Jiangnan City came early this year, and a burst of cold air from the south made everyone put on thick down jackets earlier.

He Yuhuan tugged at Pei Mingxuan's hand, wanting him not to leave in such a hurry, after all, the old man behind him looked so lonely, it was a little... pitiful.

Pei Mingxuan put on his coat, picked up the scarf hanging on the back of the chair, and led He Yuhuan to the door of the box. The moment he pressed the doorknob, he turned around and threw the scarf to Pei Zhihua: "It's cold at night."

He Yuhuan's heart softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, he saw Pei Zhihua's brows and eyes slightly curved, and he smiled very shallowly: "Yizhu, she..."

"I don't know." Pei Mingxuan interrupted him mercilessly, "Mom has never blacklisted anyone's contact information."

After speaking, he opened the door and took He Yuhuan away without looking back.

The restaurant where we dined was not far from the hotel where we stayed, less than 10 minutes' walk away. This area is not a downtown area, and there are not many pedestrians. The two walked side by side facing the cold night wind.

Pei Mingxuan shrank his neck and looked at He Yuhuan: "Cold."

He Yuhuan smiled and took off one end of the scarf, wrapping it around Pei Mingxuan's neck: "You want to act for your father too?"

"He loves acting so much, he should be happy." Pei Mingxuan leaned against He Yuhuan's forehead, his voice suddenly became very low, as if he was muttering to himself, but He Yuhuan could hear clearly, "I really don't hate him, but I blame him , It’s not that he locked me in the closet. Everyone makes mistakes, and this is not an irreparable mistake, but when my mother filed for divorce, he didn’t have any objections, held remorse and guilt, and never contacted us."

"If he had confessed his mistake back then and persuaded him to stay, the family would not have broken up, and my illness would not have been cured for a long time."

He Yuhuan completely understood the cause and effect of the incident. Apart from locking Pei Mingxuan in the closet, Pei Zhihua was still very considerate to his family. After the incident happened, he realized his mistake and could not forgive himself, so he did not choose to stay, although he couldn't accept it in his heart However, he followed Pei Mingxuan's mother's wishes and chose to divorce, and Pei Mingxuan, who had not yet come out of the closet incident, subconsciously thought it was his own fault because of his parents' divorce, which also made his mental illness more serious.

"Everything is fine now." He Yuhuan turned his head and rubbed his face.

Pei Mingxuan: "Of course, it's time for my mother to take care of him."

The finished scenes were crossed out one by one, and there were fewer and fewer scenes to be filmed. I thought I could finish the filming on schedule, but unexpectedly, the strong winds caused by the cooling down caused the set to be blown to pieces. schedule.

The artificial rainmaking vehicle poured down heavy rain and was blown almost sideways by the cold wind. It was originally a very shocking visual effect, but the two flags on the set were blown down, and the director could only shout out.

This is already the seventh NG, and it was all because the strong wind affected the props. He Yuhuan wore a thick robe and stood under the sprinkler for more than an hour. Come, he couldn't help shivering.

Xiao Luo and Xiao Liu ran up with towels and wiped the ice water all over his body and face. Pei Mingxuan watched for more than an hour, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and he wanted to go to the sky to clean up the windy guy .

"Props! Reinforce all the flags again! Fight for it this time!" shouted the director.

The props were quickly reinforced, and He Yuhuan straightened his back and returned to the center of the set again.

The heavy rain poured down, Li Zan stood in front of the palace gate, looking into the distance, the icy cold rain hurt his cheeks, but he didn't seem to feel it.An urgent report was sent from the northwest, and the battle was victorious, while Tantai Yue was seriously injured and his life was dying. Compared with these, what is the rain?

"Card!" This time finally passed.

Being drenched by the rain in the winter was very uncomfortable. He Yuhuan's legs were a little weak, and Xiao Luo and Xiao Liu took turns to wipe them. He took off the outermost layer of the costume that was stuck together, and immediately put on the thick down jacket. come up.

Pei Mingxuan closed his clothes for him: "Get in the car and change."

This is the last play of the day.After getting into the nanny's car, the heat from the air conditioner rushed in, and He Yuhuan finally regained consciousness in his frozen limbs.

He carried the heavy wet clothes for most of the day, and he could hardly lift his shoulders. His hands were on the knots of the ancient clothes, and he couldn't untie them after tossing for a long time.

"I'll do it." Pei Mingxuan took off the layers of costumes for him neatly, and put on the sweater and down jacket layer by layer, "Go back to the hotel and take a shower first."

After returning to the hotel and taking a hot bath, He Yuhuan finally regained his senses. He drank another bowl of ginger soup that Pei Mingxuan specially asked the hotel to cook, and fell asleep hugging the quilt.

He had a dream.

In the dream, the winter rain poured down on his face, making people shiver uncontrollably. Pei Mingxuan hugged his thick down jacket and scarf not far away, waiting for him to pass with a smile.Finally finished filming, He Yuhuan walked towards Pei Mingxuan, but found that the distance between the two could not be shortened.He started to run, but the distance of tens of meters seemed endless, the faster he ran, the distance became farther and farther, and his body felt like falling into an ice cave, numb from the cold.

He knew it was just a dream, but he was haunted and couldn't wake up.

After struggling for almost a lifetime, he finally opened his eyelids, and in front of him was the familiar ceiling of the hotel, which was a little blurry in the darkness.

Even though the air conditioner was turned on very high, his body was shivering from the cold. He touched his forehead, and He Yuhuan concluded that he had a fever.

There are still ten days before the filming can be completed, and the entire crew must not be dragged down due to physical reasons.

He got up with his limp body, and called Xiao Luo, and within half an hour, Xiao Luo sent antipyretics.

He Yuhuan swallowed the pills with hot water, rejected the suggestion to go to the hospital, and before Xiao Luo left, he repeatedly told him: "Take the medicine and you'll be fine tomorrow. Don't tell anyone what happened tonight, especially Brother Mingxuan."