Time makes you fall

◎Stay Overnight◎

When Zhu Yao rushed to the elevator, he ran very fast. His white sneakers got stuck in the soft carpet of the hallway. He ran to the elevator entrance and pressed the down button three times, as if the elevator would come faster.

It was quite late at this time, and there was no one in the elevator. Zhu Yao walked in alone, and could hear the whine of the elevator as it descended.

The low-frequency and regular voice made Zhu Yao gradually calm down.

When I stepped out of the elevator, my pace slowed down, and I hesitated for a while in the hotel lobby.

The hotel service was in place, and soon someone came to ask: "Miss Zhu, did you forget to bring your room card?"

We all know that Director Mei's crew is staying here, and if the film really wins international awards in the future, the hotel will be honored.

Zhu Yao smiled and shook her head: "I haven't forgotten, I'll just... let's go."

The hotel people backed away.

Zhu Yao wandered around aimlessly, and the urge to run over to find Qu Qingcheng gradually faded away.

So what if he went to find Qu Qingcheng?

As she said tonight, when the movie is finished, she will return to Haicheng to continue filming, while Qu Qingcheng will stay in Beicheng to continue teaching.

Even if there was no Mr. Zhao at that time, there would still be Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Qian.

No matter what Qu Qingcheng's past was, she didn't have the courage to reject her parents. As for Zhu Yao, she didn't have the courage to ask her to refuse either.

More so now...

Zhu Yao received a message on her mobile phone, it was from Zhu Yinglan, wearing a blue dress, taking a selfie in the hotel room in front of the mirror: "Is it really pretty?"

Zhu Yao replied: "It looks good, don't worry."

She exhaled.

What's more, Qu Qingcheng was scared away by Zhu Yinglan, right?

When putting away the phone, Zhu Yao smiled, probably laughing at herself for being stupid, obviously things were going as she expected, why her heart was still wrinkled and swollen as if being grabbed by one hand.

Can't cry, just laugh.

She wanted to smoke a cigarette before going upstairs, but when she touched her pocket, she realized that she was in a hurry and forgot to stuff the cigarette and lighter into her pocket.

Zhu Yao turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

It was the last glance she unconsciously looked outside the hotel door that stopped her in her tracks.

She could hardly believe her eyes, fearing that she might have made a mistake, she took another look and another look as she slowly walked over there.

The figure outside the door moved slowly.

Zhu Yao ran over quickly, before the revolving door turned in the right direction, he pushed open the side door: "Qu Qingcheng!"

Qu Qingcheng was obviously surprised.

Zhu Yao didn't know why Qu Qingcheng came to the hotel so late to find her, let alone why Qu Qingcheng wanted to leave just now.

She was panting a bit from running, staring blankly at Qu Qingcheng in front of her, still wearing the same clothes as tonight, but she didn't even carry her bag, she seemed to be in a hurry to go out.

She first asked, "What happened?"

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her and shook his head slowly.

Zhu Yao: "Then..."

Then why did you come to me.

Such a sentence cannot be asked.I asked, like an overly aggrieved child, coquettishly crying and asking the closest and most dependent person for an explanation, asking for an explanation of why she abandoned herself by the roadside alone.

Does she have the right to act coquettishly and cry?

She looked at Qu Qingcheng's overly elegant face.

Qu Qingcheng's world is a sunny day, a lake with rippling waves, and a white ivory boat glowing on top of each other.

And the world she wants to lead Qu Qingcheng to is the smell of copper stuffed with banknotes, stained with endless abuse, and the soft cake can only be thrown on the ground with embarrassing marks.

It is holiness turned into reality, and lightness turned into heaviness.

Qu Qingcheng wanted to leave just now, Zhu Yao regretted that he rushed over to call her just now, opened his mouth, and wanted to say "goodbye" with a smile.

Say "If you have nothing to do, go home early", in this way, Qu Qingcheng will turn around and leave.

But she found that she opened her mouth, closed it, opened her mouth again, but still couldn't make any sound.

Countless small bubbles in my heart came out of the sweet soda that I saw Qu Qingcheng by accident, slowly drifting against the acid, and gradually spelled the three words "reluctantly".

I can't bear to let you go, Qu Qingcheng, I can't bear to let you go.

After Qu Qingcheng was called to stop by Zhu Yao, he panicked for a moment at first, but he quickly calmed down, looking at Zhu Yao who was panting, and seemed to have no intention of leaving.

Instead, she walked towards Zhu Yao: "Zhu Yao."

With a little southern tune, soft and waxy voice.

The eyes looking at Zhu Yao are so soft, melting into a halo of orange street lights.

It was late at night, except for the two of them standing face to face at the entrance of the hotel, there was no one else walking around. In the late autumn night, the buzzing of insects in the grass had long since disappeared, and there was only a dense silence between the sky and the earth.

Qu Qingcheng took a step closer, but before he could speak, Zhu Yao's heart beat wildly.

Qu Qingcheng stretched out a hand, gently pulled Zhu Yao's hand out from the pocket of his baseball shirt, and gently held it in his palm.

"Look..." Qu Qingcheng said slowly, "I'm not scared away, am I?"

******

Zhu Yao acted like a thief when he led Qu Qingcheng upstairs.

After Qu Qingcheng held her hand and said that sentence, she never wanted to let Qu Qingcheng go.

When the two sneaked into the elevator, she found that Qu Qingcheng was also a little nervous.

Qu Qingcheng asked: "Director Mei and Teacher Min's room..."

"They're all upstairs." Zhu Yao whispered, "They live on the eleventh floor, and I live on the seventh floor."

I don't know why I lowered my voice, as if Mei Weilin and Min Jiawen could hear her talking in the elevator.

After thinking about it, I added: "Qin Tian and other actors are also upstairs, and only me and Sister Mao are on the seventh floor."

"Huh? Why?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "Director Mei's filming this time is not a commercial film. The funds were received late, and the hotel was booked late. There are not enough rooms on the eleventh floor, so I took the initiative to apply to live on the seventh floor."

"You know, I like to be clean..."

Qu Qingcheng asked again: "Then sister Mao's room..."

Zhu Yao's voice was lowered: "Don't worry, many rooms on the seventh floor were booked out at that time. My room is on the left side of the elevator, and Sister Mao's room is on the far right side of the elevator."

Qu Qingcheng gave a soft "hmm".

Probably because they were too nervous at that time, neither of them noticed the weirdness of this conversation.

Let it go and think about it, even if Sister Mao's room is next to Zhu Yao's room, so what?

Are you worried about poor sound insulation in hotel rooms?

So what if the sound insulation is not good?What should I do to worry about poor sound insulation?

The elevator door opened with a "ding". Zhu Yao and Qu Qingcheng didn't discuss it well, but lowered their heads tacitly, and hurriedly walked through the soft carpeted corridor.

Zhu Yao fumbled twice before taking the room card out of her pocket. She thought she really didn't bring it with her, and she was so frightened that her forehead was sweating.

But when the card was swiped to open the door, the system was still not working.

Coincidentally, at this time, some guests came out from the adjacent rooms and coughed a few times as if their throats were uncomfortable.

Both Zhu Yao and Qu Qingcheng didn't dare to look up to see if the man was looking at them, and they all focused on the room card in Zhu Yao's hand stuck on the door lock system.

"Hurry up." Qu Qingcheng urged in a low voice.

"I know." The sweat on Zhu Yao's forehead became denser.

With a sizzle, the door lock finally opened, and Zhu Yao was almost gently pushed into the room by Qu Qingcheng behind him.

After the two of them got in, the door of the room closed behind them, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Yao secretly glanced at Qu Qingcheng, and saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on the tip of her beautiful nose.

Sure enough, Qu Qingcheng himself said: "It's so hot..." as if to break the embarrassment caused by the silence.

She asked Zhu Yao: "Is the room air-conditioned?"

Zhu Yao said: "I turned it on before I went downstairs. After taking a shower and applying body lotion... you can take off your windbreaker, and I will turn on the air conditioner again."

She touched the remote control and made a beep.

Qu Qingcheng: "Hmm..."

As soon as she took off the windbreaker, Zhu Yao naturally walked over to take it, opened the hidden closet at the entrance, took a hanger, and hung Qu Qingcheng's windbreaker neatly in the closet.

Qu Qingcheng had no objection, as if both of them didn't realize that Zhu Yao's action was also weird - hanging up Qu Qingcheng's windbreaker so well, didn't it mean that Qu Qingcheng would not leave in a short time?

In other words, Qu Qingcheng will not leave again tonight.

Qu Qingcheng glanced at Zhu Yao's room: "So your room is so small."

She didn't ask Zhu Yao why she suddenly ran downstairs after taking a shower just now, just like Zhu Yao didn't ask her why she appeared at the hotel door late at night.

At first, Zhu Yao wondered how Qu Qingcheng knew which hotel she was staying in, but then remembered that Min Jiawen and Qin Tian mentioned it the last time they drank together.

Zhu Yao just followed Qu Qingcheng's words and replied: "Well, I don't have enough seats. For example, Min Jiawen, she will live in a larger suite, and because she has been in the group for a long time, she will live in a smaller one to save money. The room for the awards ceremony will be booked a little bigger."

"That's it..." Qu Qingcheng looked around with a smile, looking very interested in Zhu Yao's room.

As Qu Qingcheng's eyes fell on the sofa, Zhu Yao swooped towards the sofa.

Qu Qingcheng was startled: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Yao hurriedly hid something behind the sofa cushions: "It's nothing, nothing."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "Isn't it just wearing dirty pajamas, I've seen it all."

Zhu Yao blushed: "It's not that I'm lazy. I have to go to the set before seven o'clock every morning, and it's one or two o'clock when I get back to the hotel. I also need skin care, stretching, and reading the script. I really don't have time... "

The outerwear is okay, and can be sent to the hotel for dry cleaning, but there is no other way for close-fitting pajamas.

If I had known that Qu Qingcheng would come to her room today, even if I stayed up all night, she would have washed the dirty pajamas!

Qu Qingcheng said: "Is being an actor so hard?"

In order to emphasize the rationality of her not washing clothes in time, Zhu Yao nodded sharply: "Really!"

Qu Qingcheng added: "Then I have time tonight..."

Zhu Yao was taken aback.

Could it be that Qu Qingcheng wants her to wash pajamas now?That's okay too...

Unexpectedly, Qu Qingcheng said: "Bring it here, I'll wash it for you."

Zhu Yao's face was blushing: "No, no, no need! I can always find time to wash myself."

Qu Qingcheng has already rolled up the sleeves of two pure white cashmere sweaters: "I don't want to make you work so hard, okay?"

******

Qu Qingcheng walked towards the sofa, and Zhu Yao sat down on the sofa, firmly pressing against the cushions.

Qu Qingcheng's gentle eyes and soft tone had already made Zhu Yao's heart watery, and he couldn't even lift it up.

But when she thought that Qu Qingcheng was going to wash the pajamas she was wearing, she was so embarrassed that rejection was written all over her body.

She leaned against the cushion with a posture of swearing to the death: "I can wash it myself, really."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "You little kid."

She stretched out her hand, and Rourou touched the top of Zhu Yao's head: "Be good." The doting tone was really like coaxing a child.

Zhu Yao's whole body softened along with his heart, and he had no power to fight back, so he had to let Qu Qingcheng gently pull her away with a smile, and took out the pajamas from behind the sofa cushions.

Qu Qingcheng took the pajamas and walked to the bathroom, while opening the balls of the pajamas, he commented: "The style of this pajamas, um..." His tone was subtle.

This is another reason why Zhu Yao just refused to let Qu Qingcheng wash his pajamas.

The pajamas she is wearing now are all given by the sponsors. The lace of the fans, the thin suspenders, the length of one piece can barely cover the thighs, which is not her own style at all.

But anyway, no one came to her room, so she put on the long-sleeved trousers when Sister Mao came to pick her up in the morning.

She hurriedly explained to Qu Qingcheng: "I didn't buy this, it was all given by the sponsor."

Qu Qingcheng said: "Then your current pajamas look like this?"

Zhu Yao thought of the pajamas she was wearing before she left the room, and the one she threw on the bed at the moment, which was shorter than the one in Qu Qingcheng's hand, couldn't help blushing: "Ah... um..."

Qu Qingcheng also seemed to be embarrassed by his own question, did not continue, and went into the bathroom with his pajamas.

Zhu Yao followed: "Really, let me do the washing."

Qu Qingcheng glanced at her with a smile: "I told you to behave yourself, listen to me."

She turned on the faucet to test the temperature of the water, and said to Zhu Yao, "Go and read the script and do your work."

Zhu Yao leaned against the door frame: "No."

"If you want to wash, I'll be here with you."

Qu Qingcheng smiled.

The pajamas were soaked in water in her hands, and the light peach pink turned into a delicate water red. Taking advantage of Qu Qing's fair and slender fingers, it was easy to think of idioms such as "red sleeves add fragrance".

Zhu Yao was leaning against the door frame in a daze, not understanding why someone could wash clothes into an ink painting.

Qu Qingcheng said slowly, "You wear pajamas like this... aren't you cold?"

Zhu Yao burst out laughing.

She didn't understand how a person as mature and elegant as Qu Qingcheng could be so cute sometimes.

How could it be cold in the hotel room with such sufficient air conditioning?Didn't Qu Qingcheng just want to say that her pajamas are too revealing?

Seeing Zhu Yao kept laughing, Qu Qingcheng himself felt a little embarrassed: "Hey, you."

"Don't stand around stupidly, do me a favor."

"how?"

"The hair is hanging down."

Qu Qingcheng has long, soft hair, most of which hang obediently on his shoulders, and a short strand hangs down along the gold-rimmed glasses to the side of his face, somewhat blocking his sight.

Qu Qingcheng raised his frothy hands, indicating that he couldn't flirt.

Zhu Yao held out his hand.

Originally, he was pulling Qu Qingcheng's hair, but when Qu Qingcheng raised his head unpreparedly, Zhu Yao's fingers rubbed against Qu Qingcheng's face.

Zhu Yao's heart beat wildly: "I'm sorry..."

She felt that the words she blurted out sounded a bit hypocritical. She had kissed her several times and even said she was embarrassed when she touched her face, which was suspected of being fake.

But she was really embarrassed.

Qu Qingcheng's face was so smooth and soft, just like Qu Qingcheng's lips, Zhu Yao instantly thought of jelly, pudding and all sweet and beautiful things.

No matter where she meets Qu Qingcheng, Qu Qingcheng has such magic power, which makes her blush instantly and her heart beat.

Zhu Yao began to regret that she had set the air conditioner in the room so high.

Not only was her face and ears running hot right now, but even a layer of sweat was dripping from her back. The bath just now was a waste of time.

When people get hot, they tend to get dizzy easily, their head is dizzy and unconscious, and the words in their minds are blurted out somehow: "You are not leaving tonight..."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was startled, it was too straightforward!

Qu Qingcheng was also taken aback, his face and ears turned red along with Zhu Yao.

She didn't answer Zhu Yao's question, she lowered her head with red ears, and cleaned the foam off her pajamas under the gurgling water.

He lowered his head and asked, "Is there a hanger?"

Zhu Yao lowered his head and answered, "Yes."

He walked to the closet in the entrance and found an empty hanger, and when he handed it to Qu Qingcheng, he still lowered his head.

Qu Qingcheng flattened the washed pajamas on the hanger, being careful not to leave ugly wrinkles after drying, and hung the hanger in the most ventilated place in the bathroom.

Zhu Yao lowered his head: "Thank you."

Qu Qingcheng lowered his head: "You're welcome."

After the pajamas were washed, the two of them couldn't stand stupidly in the bathroom all the time, so they had to go out together.

Qu Qingcheng lowered his eyes halfway, glanced over Zhu Yao's bed, and saw the script unfolded: "You were reading the script just now?"

"Ah."

"Where did you see it?" Qu Qingcheng walked over to pick up the script.

Only then did Zhu Yao remember that before he left the room just now, didn't he see He Xiaozhi and Teacher Xu's chuang*scene?In such an atmosphere, Qu Qingcheng found out that she was watching a chuang*movie, it was too much!

However, it was too late to stop it, Qu Qingcheng had already picked up the script and read on.

Together with Zhu Yao, her face became more and more red, and her expression was forced to be calm: "Well, this text is pretty good."

"Using various rhetorical techniques such as simile, metaphor, synaesthesia..."

Although Zhu Yao was almost suffocating from nervousness, he couldn't help but burst out laughing again after hearing Qu Qingcheng's words.

Qu Qingcheng glared at her lightly: "What are you laughing at..."

"Do you wash first or do I wash first?"

Zhu Yao opened his mouth: "You wash first..."

Qu Qingcheng explained: "Well, because there will be a flag-raising ceremony on Monday tomorrow, I have to arrive at school early, so I can't sleep too late..."

Zhu Yao said: "Me too, I have to catch the early stage of filming tomorrow."

Qu Qingcheng said, "Then I'll go."

Zhu Yao said: "There are clean towels in the bathroom, pajamas... Can you wear my pajamas? I only wore them once tonight, and I only brought two. There are no other clean ones..."

Qu Qingcheng's voice was originally soft, but now it was as thin as a mosquito: "What about you?"

"I'm just looking for a T-shirt to wear, you wear pajamas...be more comfortable..."

There were new underwear. Zhu Yao was afraid that the hotel room would not be well ventilated and dry slowly, so she prepared a lot, and now handed it to Qu Qingcheng along with the pajamas, and Qu Qingcheng went into the bathroom.

Zhu Yao sat at the desk and read the script, just like sitting in the third-to-last row of the classroom in the second year of high school. Just like before, he couldn't read the textbook, and he didn't read any words on the script.

My mind is full of Qu Qingcheng.

In order to find the feeling of He Xiaozhi's class, Zhu Yao went to attend a class of Qu Qingcheng not long ago.Years have treated beauties favorably. Standing on the podium, Qu Qingcheng is as elegant and gentle as she remembers. His eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses are smiling and shining with wisdom.

Like five years ago, Zhu Yao sat at the back of the classroom looking up at her teacher Qu.

Qu Qingcheng's gentle voice reading the text penetrated into her ears, she quietly looked left and right, and found that the students in this class were just like the second class of high school five years ago, countless people were facing Teacher Qu on the podium, Cast an admiring look.

Longing, admiration, with a little worship.

Teacher Qu should be a white daffodil in everyone's eyes, growing tenderly on the podium, sacred and inviolable.

But... Zhu Yao heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, and her heart jumped again.

But Teacher Qu, whom everyone admires, is in her hotel room right now, taking a shower with her shampoo and shower gel in the bathroom.

Zhu Yao's fingers almost pinched the corners of the script, and finally, the sound of water stopped.

There was a rustling sound of taking a bath towel, followed by the sound of taking a pajamas.

Zhu Yao found that the hotel's sound insulation was pretty bad, at least the bathroom door was pretty bad. Qu Qingcheng closed the door as if it hadn't closed, and every slight sound could be heard clearly in Zhu Yao's ears.

Zhu Yao almost suspected that those voices were imagined by her.

But when she heard the sound of tapping slippers, the door of the bathroom at the left rear was indeed opened again, and a burst of warm water vapor swept across her back.

Qu Qingcheng's voice was stained with water vapor, making it more gentle like water: "Are you reading a script?"

Zhu Yao let out a muffled "hmm".

She knew that Qu Qingcheng was wearing her pajamas, so she didn't dare to turn her head.

Qu Qingcheng said from behind her: "I'm done taking a shower... I remember you took a shower before, right? You, do you still take a shower?"

Zhu Yao: "It needs to be washed."

She didn't know how much sweat she had, and she couldn't do it without washing.

Qu Qingcheng's voice became softer and softer: "Then you go..."

Zhu Yao let out another muffled "Hmm", and without daring to look at Qu Qingcheng behind him, grabbed the T-shirt that had already been draped over the back of the chair, and rushed into the bathroom.

******

Although this is the second bath tonight, Zhu Yao took a long time.

Standing in a daze under the shower, I don't know what I'm dawdling in.

It wasn't until the fingertips were washed by the water for a long time, and Zhu Yao couldn't drag it any longer, so he turned off the water, put on a T-shirt and went out.

When the bathroom door was unscrewed, Zhu Yao put his hand on the doorknob for a long time, thinking over and over in his mind what he should say first when he went out later.

We are all adults now, right?

It's pretty clear what should happen, right?

Zhu Yao contemplated it for a long time but didn't understand it clearly, so he simply broke his heart, opened the door and went out.

******

Unexpectedly, the lights outside have been turned off.

Only the light of the bathroom was left, reflected through the frosted glass, Qu Qingcheng huddled under the quilt, with only a light protruding from the top of her head, and her soft hair could be seen.

Zhu Yao concocted countless ways of making opening remarks, and for a while she couldn't get out. After thinking about it, she tiptoed to the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt and got in, and lay down with her back to Qu Qingcheng.

At this time, the automatic control light in the bathroom was turned off.

Zhu Yao didn't care about how much the quilt covered her body. She focused all her attention on Qu Qingcheng who was in the same quilt, and was careful not to touch any part of her body.

When the pose was settled, Zhu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking whether she would be unable to sleep in such a stiff pose tonight, when Qu Qingcheng's voice sounded faintly behind her: "Tomorrow... you are going to play that Is there a play?"

"It's Xiaozhi and Oo-sensei... the first time."

Zhu Yao was taken aback for a moment, and his voice trembled in the darkness: "You...are you not asleep?"

The author says:

感谢在2021-10-2516:23:40~2021-10-2616:17:45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 grenade: 1 Zhaohai;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 child;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Tong and Zhaohai; 5 bottles of Mirror; 2 bottles of Ana;

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