Time makes you fall

◎First kiss◎

Zhu Yao helped Qu Qingcheng when they walked out together.

At this time, Qu Qingcheng had already slowed down for a while, and after struggling to get up from Zhu Yao's shoulders, he lay down on the table for a while.

When Zhu Yao helped her, she pulled her arm out of Zhu Yao's hand: "You don't need to help."

"You can't walk steadily."

"Who said that? You watch."

Qu Qingcheng took two steps by himself, and he walked quite steadily without shaking.

Zhu Yao looked at her back from behind.

When passing by the bar, Zhu Yao went to say hello to Brother Li: "Brother Li, let's go first."

Li Ge said to Qu Qingcheng, "Look at your friend, she's very drunk."

Zhu Yao suddenly asked: "Brother Li, do you think she is really drunk or fake drunk?"

How can you walk so steadily when you're really drunk?

Zhu Yao always had a feeling of being unpredictable towards Qu Qingcheng.

In the past, Qu Qingcheng stood on the podium and she sat in the third row from the bottom. At that time, Qu Qingcheng was like a cloud in the sky, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

Even now, Qu Qingcheng and she are sitting at the same table drinking, at this moment Qu Qingcheng is like a fog in the forest, thick and thin.

In the end, Brother Li glanced at Zhu Yao again with a "you are not four or four stupid" expression: "Not only is your friend really drunk, but he is also a little allergic to alcohol. It is probably the kind that is difficult to metabolize alcohol."

Zhu Yao: "Why didn't I see it?"

Li Ge looked like "reading countless intoxicating people": "Anyway, you should look at her."

Zhu Yao followed Qu Qingcheng out of the bar, and Qu Qingcheng said, "I feel like vomiting."

Zhu Yao thought about it, called the driver and told him to leave first, and then asked Qu Qingcheng, "Let's take a walk outside to catch some wind, sober up and then take a taxi?"

Qu Qingcheng nodded.

Zhu Yao pointed to the road on the left: "Go this way."

It was very late, cold and dark, and there were no people on the road, and it began to show a little bit of chilling feeling in the end of autumn.Zhu Yao doesn't have to worry about being recognized without a hat and mask, and feels relieved for a while.

She sniffed against the cold air, and asked Qu Qingcheng beside her, "Are you cold?"

Qu Qingcheng walked with his head buried and did not speak.

Zhu Yao was afraid that Qu Qingcheng would catch a cold if he didn't wear enough clothes, and he was afraid that he would go to take a taxi right now and Qu Qingcheng would really throw up. He hesitated, and looked at Qu Qingcheng's white hands stretched out from the sleeves of the windbreaker.

I reached out and touched it.

Qu Qingcheng's hands were hot.

Qu Qingcheng moved his hand away: "Don't touch me."

"I'm just..." Zhu Yao wanted to explain, but gave up halfway through: "Forget it, it's nothing."

When I touched Qu Qingcheng's hand just now, I really felt a strange feeling in my heart.

The more you explain, the more guilty you seem.

Qu Qingcheng suddenly said: "My blind date this time, his surname is Zhao, Zhao Qian's grandson Li's Zhao."

Zhu Yao: "...Oh."

"I call him Mr. Zhao."

"……Oh."

"Over the years, I've had three kisses, and every note on my phone is Mr. So-and-so, and this one is Mr. Zhao, do you know?"

"……Oh."

At that time, Zhu Yao didn't understand that Qu Qingcheng's numbering of these blind dates was just like passers-by A, B, C, and Ding, treating them as vague and meaningless existences.

When she was still thinking about why Qu Qingcheng told her these things, Qu Qingcheng asked again: "Do you like Mr. Zhao?"

"...I haven't seen it again."

"I haven't seen it either, how about you meet with me?"

"……no need."

"Ha, just kidding. I just want to ask you, what clothes should I wear to meet Mr. Zhao, will he like me?" Qu Qingcheng smiled and glanced at Zhu Yao: "Can I wear you like this today?"

Zhu Yao glanced at Qu Qingcheng's blushing face in the dark night: "Do you want Mr. Zhao to like you?"

"Why don't I want to?" Qu Qingcheng muttered, "You think I can only like women?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

Zhu Yao suddenly remembered the large tattoo on Qu Qingcheng's back: "Mr. Na Qu... Qu Qingcheng."

"What kind of person are you?"

Qu Qingcheng was like a cloud of fog floating in front of Zhu Yao, and now Zhu Yao was reaching out to the fog.

Her nervous lips were dry, and her mind was dizzy, probably as drunk as Qu Qingcheng.

Only by clearing the fog can we see the truth.

"What kind of person am I?" Qu Qingcheng smiled, his usually elegant lips turned cherry red after drinking alcohol.

She pointed to a short fence next to her: "Do you dare to go up?"

The road that Zhu Yao led Qu Qingcheng walked slowly along a river, so there was a fence on the side of the road that was about as high as the waistline.

But to say it is a river is a bit of an exaggeration for this small ditch.Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a muddy shoal, with a thin layer of water on it, and people who fall into it will definitely not be life-threatening, but they will be embarrassed by the smelly mud.

Zhu Yao said, "Qu Qingcheng, you are really drunk."

Qu Qingcheng stretched out his white fingers, and tapped Zhu Yao's chest twice: "You, why don't you call me Teacher Qu?"

"You, you don't respect me."

Zhu Yao wore a dress with bare shoulders, and a loose coat was worn on the outside, exposing a large area of ​​skin on her shoulders.Qu Qingcheng drank too much and his hands were unsteady. At one o'clock or two o'clock, his fingers rubbed against the skin of Zhu Yao's chest.

Qu Qingcheng's fingers were hot.

Zhu Yao called out again for some reason: "Qu Qingcheng."

"Qu... Qingcheng."

Qu Qingcheng snorted: "You dare not climb up, do you? I dare."

Qu Qingcheng took off his shoes, exposing the skin of his feet, stepping on the withered grass by the side of the road, shining white in the night.

At this moment, Zhu Yao was sure that Qu Qingcheng was really drunk: "Don't make trouble."

She went to pull Qu Qingcheng, Qu Qingcheng pushed her hand away: "Who is making trouble? Why is this making trouble?"

"You...you all think I'm making trouble, don't you?"

She really climbed up and stood on the low fence, just like when she was stubborn not to support Zhu Yao just now, she stood quite firmly.

Zhu Yao was a little anxious: "Qu Qingcheng, do you know that you will really fall?"

Qu Qingcheng stood on the fence without speaking, the wind blew from behind her, blowing her long hair lightly in Qu Qingcheng's direction.

Qu Qingcheng suddenly asked: "So what if you fell down?"

Zhu Yao asked: "Then tell me, what's the matter with the tattoo on your back?"

I don't know if it was because of a sudden gust of wind, or because of Zhu Yao's problem, Qu Qingcheng's windbreaker-clad body was like a kite, swaying twice in the wind.

"Be careful!" Zhu Yao hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull.

In fact, Qu Qingcheng had already stabilized his center of gravity, but when Zhu Yao suddenly pulled him, he fell forward instead.

He fell straight down and threw Zhu Yao onto the grass.

Zhu Yao thought to herself how this was like acting in an idol drama. The idol dramas she acted in before did not make up such old-fashioned plots.

Zhu Yao felt that Qu Qingcheng's body was soft, and when he realized it, he realized that when Qu Qingcheng fell down, he put his hand on the back of her head.

The piece next to the fence is all grass, and it will be fine if Zhu Yao falls down, but the piece at the back of his head may hit the joint between the grass and the floor tiles, which will hurt very much.

Zhu Yao hurriedly asked, "Is your hand okay?"

Qu Qingcheng was stunned by Zhu Yao's sudden pull. She suddenly asked, "If I just like women, what should I do?"

"How to do it?"

Zhu Yao's heart was stabbed again.

The words she said to Qu Qingcheng five years ago echoed fiercely in her ears - "You actually like women, I... hate you very much."

Zhu Yao lay on the ground, looking up at Qu Qingcheng in his arms, with a face like a white daffodil in the night.

Zhu Yao was thinking: What has she done?

Just like she couldn't see that Qu Qingcheng was really drunk and Li Ge thought she was stupid, how could she think that her words didn't hurt Qu Qingcheng?

What Qu Qingcheng said is absolutely correct, she is quite an asshole, especially an asshole.

Zhu Yao: "Yes..."

The "I'm sorry" stuck in my throat can be said at this time.But Zhu Yao only said one word, and felt that this sentence was really light and weightless.

Five years of being away, five years of guilt, five years of missing, obviously more than just this flimsy sorry.

Qu Qingcheng's face was shining in the night, she sighed and closed her eyes.

Zhu Yao didn't know what he was thinking, as if by accident, or something had possessed the monument, he rubbed his hands slightly, and pecked lightly on Qu Qingcheng's cherry red lips.

OMG, so soft.

A tingling feeling like an electric shock flashed through Zhu Yao's heart.

Qu Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, he seemed to be half awake from the wine, and immediately got up from Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao also quickly got up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I did not mean that."

"I am, alas..."

Zhu Yao scratched her head: "Mr. Qu, it doesn't matter if you like women, it's a very normal thing."

"I……"

She wanted to say "I don't mind", but she felt that whether she minded or not had nothing to do with Qu Qingcheng.

When the words came to his lips, they turned into another sentence: "I'm sorry."

Teacher Qu, five years ago, I'm really sorry.

Qu Qingcheng said calmly, "Let's take a taxi and go back."

******

Just now Qu Qingcheng wanted to take a taxi separately, she went home and Zhu Yao went back to the hotel, Zhu Yao was worried that she would not sober up, so she insisted on sending her back first.

He said again: "I will leave as soon as it is delivered."

When the two were waiting for the car on the side of the road, there was an embarrassing distance of one person's width.

When sitting in the back seat of a taxi, there is also an embarrassing distance of half a person's width, with one person clinging to the left window and the other clinging to the right window.

The driver was drowsy, Zhu Yao didn't worry about the risk of being recognized.

When they got off the car and walked into Qu Qingcheng's courtyard, someone really vomited.

It wasn't Qu Qingcheng, but Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao suffered from motion sickness when he was a child, but he got better when he grew up, but he still got motion sickness when he was extremely unwell.

I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, the cold wind, the poor driver skills, or all these factors combined.

Zhu Yao rushed to the flower bed, couldn't hold back, and vomited.

Qu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

Zhu Yao quickly waved his hand: "Don't come over!"

Qu Qingcheng didn't want Qu Qingcheng to see her in such a mess, dirty and smelly, and she didn't vomit cleanly, and she still wanted to vomit.

Qu Qingcheng hesitated again, but still came over, stood behind Zhu Yao, and gently helped Zhu Yao lift her long hair and pinch it behind her head, so as not to get dirty when she vomited.

While Zhu Yao vomited, he heard Qu Qingcheng behind him sigh softly: "Zhu Yao."

"You are obviously still a child, so what are you trying to do?"

******

Originally, Qu Qingcheng asked Zhu Yao if she wanted her to send Zhu Yao back, but Zhu Yao quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm not as drunk as you, but motion sickness. I'm much better after throwing up."

"The flower bed..."

Qu Qingcheng said: "Don't worry about it, I will find someone to clean it up tomorrow."

"Sorry." Zhu Yao lowered his head and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Or I'd still..."

"It's really unnecessary." Zhu Yao said, "Otherwise, I'll worry about you drinking too much and taking a taxi home alone, sending each other back and forth. It's almost dawn."

Qu Qingcheng said, "Okay then, you...be careful."

"Ah."

While waiting for the bus, Zhu Yao felt a little weak and squatted on the side of the road.

There was a soft feeling in her mind, which came from the inexplicable kiss just now, but she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

When Zhu Yao was acting in a psychological drama before, I saw a psychological phenomenon in the reference materials. When people suffer a huge shock, they will start a self-protection mechanism, and they will selectively forget the things that stimulate them the most. Similar to drinking fragments.

Zhu Yao feels this way now.

She remembered how when Qu Qingcheng pounced on her, how the street lamp condensed a small light spot on Qu Qingcheng's glasses, how Qu Qingcheng put his hand under the back of her head, how when she got up suddenly, she felt embarrassed Don't forget to pat the grass on your body.

At that time, he was still paying attention to his image in front of Qu Qingcheng.

But about that kiss, she didn't dare to think about it and couldn't go on thinking about it. All the details were blurred into the invisible moonlight tonight, and only the soft touch remained in her mind.

Like jelly, pudding, marshmallows.

Like Zhu Yao's life, all the softest, best and sweetest things I have ever touched.

When Zhu Yao took a taxi back to the hotel, he touched his lips with his arms all the way.

It's strange, my own lips don't seem to be as soft as Qu Qingcheng's.

******

When Zhu Yao returned to the hotel room, the phone rang.

She was quite afraid that it was Qu Qingcheng's, but also quite afraid that it wasn't Qu Qingcheng's, the ring rang for a while before she remembered that Qu Qingcheng didn't have her cell phone number.

It seems that she really drank a little too much.

When the phone was picked up, it was Shang Xiaoran: "Why did you leave all of a sudden?"

"Just... something happened to the crew suddenly, I sent you a message."

"Well, I saw it, and I just think it's a pity that you left suddenly."

"Wait until the next class reunion..."

Shang Xiaoran smiled: "It doesn't matter if you are from a different school, anyway, when everyone is in Beicheng, come out and sit when you have time."

"Okay."

"Then it's settled."

"it is good."

Zhu Yao already knew in his heart that this kind of agreement, like the agreement of "going out to eat when you have time" between adults, is for the purpose of not embarrassing each other.

The so-called "free time" is actually far away.

Zhu Yao has already confirmed that no matter what Shang Xiaoran thought in high school, Shang Xiaoran definitely has nothing for her now.

Before hanging up the phone, Shang Xiaoran said, "By the way, Teacher Qu is leaving today, do you know that?"

"I have no idea."

Obviously now there is no need to worry about Shang Xiaoran hurting Teacher Qu, Zhu Yao's heart still jumped.

Then she discovered that such a heartbeat was due to the "guilty heart" that had appeared countless times tonight.

"Didn't you meet Teacher Qu at the door? You two left around the same time."

"……No ah."

"Oh, by the way, do you know? When I was in school, Teacher Qu was the yearning object of many students in our class."

"……yes."

"Yes, boys have it, and I think girls have it too. Teacher Qu is beautiful and gentle. She is still a teacher. Teachers always have a halo in the hearts of students. Tonight, Teacher Qu will leave first. Many people feel regretful."

"Uh……"

Do you want to say something, do you want to say "Sorry, I actually stole Teacher Qu and kissed Teacher Qu"? !

Fortunately, Shang Xiaoran didn't intend to continue the chat: "The next time you have time to get together, let's call Teacher Qu together."

"……Um."

"That won't bother you, hang up first, bye."

"bye."

Zhu Yao hung up the phone, touched his lips again, and then went to take a shower.

Countless people yearn for... Teacher Qu?

******

Early the next morning, when Sister Mao came to pick up Zhu Yao from the hotel room, she asked her, "Did you fight last night?"

"what?"

Sister Mao pointed to Zhu Yao's coat and black knit skirt that were draped on the back of the chair: "Why is there still grass?"

Zhu Yao tried his best to pretend not to change his face: "After the class reunion, I just sat on the side of the road."

Sister Mao glanced at her vigilantly: "You didn't drink too much last night, did you? Did you do anything out of the ordinary?"

"...No, where can I do it?"

Zhu Yao was wondering if Brother Li told Sister Mao that he took Qu Qingcheng to drink yesterday.

It seems that there is no, Li Ge is not the kind of person with a big mouth.

Sitting by the bed, Sister Mao waved her hand to signal Zhu Yao to change quickly, then sat outside and asked her, "Then you went to the class reunion last night, what did you think?"

"What is there to understand?"

"It's just seeing your former teacher or something. Didn't it make you feel any better?" Sister Mao said, "It's probably because of this that Director Mei granted you leave to attend the class reunion."

Zhu Yao put on a sweater and stared at her face in the mirror.

He touched his lips again.

Not soft enough.

At least not as soft as the curved lips lingering in his mind.

Sister Mao still asked outside: "When you were in school, you never yearned for one or two teachers or something? By the way, I remember that you had a teacher who lived across from us when we were filming? You brought her to the scene? ..."

Zhu Yao said, "That's not the case."

"What's going on?" Sister Mao muttered, "Everyone has a teacher they yearn for when they go to school, and I also have..."

"That's not the case."

Fortunately, a message came into Sister Mao's mobile phone at this time, and Sister Mao shouted when she saw it: "Hurry up, hurry up! Min Jiawen will be at the scene 10 minutes earlier today!"

Zhu Yao put on his pants and followed Sister Mao out.

******

When we got to the set, we found that Min Jiawen had arrived early, but he was dragged by Director Mei to chat about the scene. Both of them had very serious expressions on their faces.

Zhu Yao simply put on her makeup, but had nothing to do.

She found Xixi: "Well, do you have any band-aids here?"

Xixi is Qin Tian's assistant. Qin Tian is from an idol group, and their company still admires her a little. This time she got the third female role in the group. Not only did her manager, Sister Mu, come with her, but she also brought an assistant, Xixi.

"Are you injured?" Xixi was quite nervous. After all, it's a big deal for an artist to get a scar or something: "Did you not find Sister Mao? I just saw her with Sister Mu, I'll go..."

"No, no, no." Zhu Yao hurriedly stopped Xixi: "I'm not injured, but I forgot to bring it myself. It's not because you happened to be here, so I asked you for a few to keep, and put them back in my suitcase .”

Xixi gave Zhu Yao a strange look.

In fact, Zhu Yao's words are quite strange. Even if she wants to prepare a band-aid, she should go to Sister Mao.

But a few band-aids are not a big deal, Xixi looked Zhu Yao up and down and found that she was indeed not injured, so she took them for her.

Zhu Yao said, "Thank you."

She has been standing by the window.

The scripts of today's scenes are already so familiar that they can't be more familiar. After reading it, they will be suspected of being overwhelmed, which will affect the filming status, so at the moment Zhu Yao doesn't even have a single thing to divert his attention.

Just kept staring out the window.

Until a beautiful figure appeared, pure white with light blue, and the dress was fluttering.

Zhu Yao ran out, and when he was about to run in front of Qu Qingcheng, he turned into walking again, for fear of showing his eagerness.

"Teacher Qu."

"Good morning, Zhu Yao."

Qu Qingcheng had a gentle smile on his face, and his voice was always gentle.

Zhu Yao didn't know if Qu Qingcheng really thought that last night was nothing, or if he pretended that last night was nothing.

Anyway, she pretended to be nothing last night, trying her best to keep no expression on her face.

The two of them stood facing each other like this, so calm, like any pair of teachers and students who had a good relationship in school and haven't seen each other in many years.

In the cordial familiarity, there is a little alienation.

If Qu Qingcheng hadn't had such a slight scar on the hand holding the bag belt, Zhu Yao would have thought that what happened last night was all an illusion after drinking too much.

She handed over the Band-Aid hidden in her pocket: "This is for you."

Then he regretted: "You can't post it with one hand, I'll post it for you."

The scar on Qu Qingcheng's hand came from last night when Zhu Yao fell backwards, Qu Qingcheng was good at protecting the back of her head with his hand.

Rubbing the edge of the floor tiles with his hands, the skin was broken.

Qu Qingcheng said: "There is no need to stick it, the wound will heal faster when exposed to air."

Zhu Yao insisted: "If you want to post it, when you write on the blackboard, it is all chalk dust, in case it gets infected."

"Hurry up, or you'll be late for work."

"Come on, isn't the flag going to be raised on Monday?"

Qu Qingcheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

Zhu Yao took off the band-aid.

She was a little speechless looking at the pattern on the Band-Aid: "..."

Why did Xixi bring her a Disney-themed one, full of Winnie the Pooh and honey jars, childish can't be more childish.

Qu Qingcheng smiled instead: "You little kid."

Zhu Yao wanted to say that this is really not my aesthetic, I am very mature and cool, but now I feel like explaining it is like a refutation.

Facing the light golden morning sun, he stood by the fountain with blue tiles and no water spray, and cautiously stretched out his fingers tremblingly towards the clear and clear white palm.

A thin band-aid was pinched in her hand, trembling with her fingers.

When posting it, I was very careful not to touch Qu Qingcheng's skin, probably because of the guilty conscience.

"Okay." Zhu Yao lowered his head, looking at Qu Qingcheng's white palm, a cartoon Band-Aid, a little cute.

"Zhu Yao." Qu Qingcheng also lowered his head and stared at the band-aid: "Actually, you don't have to apologize to me like this."

"Hey, it's about a band-aid. I pulled you and made you fall..."

"It's not about this." Qu Qingcheng raised his head: "It's about last night."

Zhu Yao's heart skipped a beat.

"You really... don't need to apologize to me like you did last night for a sentence five years ago."

Refers to the kiss last night.

"Really, there's no need."

After Qu Qingcheng finished speaking, he left in a hurry, leaving Zhu Yao standing alone in the morning light, and the sun warmed a small piece of her back.

Until Director Mei called her: "Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao suddenly raised his head and ran towards the studio.

The author says:

Xiao Zhu is actually not cowardly at critical times, huh~ (Holding hands to see

感谢在2021-10-0814:27:48~2021-10-0914:41:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Huosen;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 22320650, Mu Chenyan, 1 child;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!