Time makes you fall

◎Good Night (Catch Bugs)◎

Qu Qingcheng's voice sounded softer in the darkness: "I'm asking you, isn't it?"

It reminds Zhu Yao of the hazy moon tonight, the clouds covering the moon, or the only remaining green on the branches in late autumn, and the meridians are filled with soft juice.

Zhu Yao's heart, following Qu Qingcheng's soft tone and tense heart after Qu Qingcheng's questioning, changed several forms in an instant.

"Ah... yes, that's why I'm watching that scene tonight." Zhu Yao said.

"Then... are you ready?" Qu Qingcheng asked.

"No...well." Zhu Yao smirked: "Just act according to your feelings. Do you know that our acting is like this, sometimes it won't work if you think too much, but just follow your feelings and bump into it a few times..."

"Zhu Yao." Qu Qingcheng suddenly called her to interrupt her words.

"Ok?"

"Aren't you..." Qu Qingcheng sighed, "Did you just ask me to experience the script?"

"You, you...don't you experience the most important scene?"

Zhu Yao was startled suddenly.

Obviously just finished taking a shower, now he's sweating profusely again,

She thought about the opening words she had just brewed before she opened the bathroom door:

"Qu Qingcheng, you smell like my shower gel." It was a bit too tactful.

"Qu Qingcheng, I've been thinking about you since I first read the script." What do you think about her?She knew that she was watching a chuang* play just now! ws!

"Teacher Qu..." Forget it, this title always reminds me of Qu Qingcheng's holy and inviolable appearance standing on the podium.

Zhu Yao didn't expect that he was brewing and brewing, and he was so cowardly that he didn't speak in the end, but Qu Qingcheng said this sentence.

But after Qu Qingcheng finished speaking, he fell silent again.

Around Zhu Yao, there was only silence and darkness, which made her almost feel that the conversation with Qu Qingcheng just now was her dream or illusion.

Wait a minute... Isn't she really dreaming?

Zhu Yao hesitated, and turned around with the smallest movement possible.

When she saw Qu Qingcheng, his back was also on her side, huddled under the quilt without moving.

Really fell asleep?Was the conversation just now a dream?Zhu Yao gently moved her feet under the quilt, and put them in the direction of Qu Qingcheng's feet, trying to test it out.

Unexpectedly, it was Qu Qingcheng's ankle that was touched, so smooth and silky, Zhu Yao felt his toes tremble.

Qu Qingcheng's feet were like pebbles in a clear stream, drifting away with the current and moved aside.

Her movements were natural and slight, so natural that it seemed like the instinctive reaction of the body in a dream.

Zhu Yao was about to quietly move his feet away.

However, at this moment, Qu Qingcheng's foot stretched back to Zhu Yao's calf, and gently rubbed it twice.

Zhu Yao's feet stopped suddenly.

Qu Qingcheng turned around and faced Zhu Yao, with a pair of eyes shining brightly in the dark night, bathed in soft watery light.

Zhu Yao stared blankly, thinking, the conversation just now was not a dream.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and hugged Qu Qingcheng.

******

In the darkness, Qu Qingcheng's body was so soft, it felt unreal to hold her in her arms, but on her hair and neck, there was the familiar smell of shampoo and shower gel that Zhu Yao was familiar with, reminding that all of this was absolutely real .

Zhu Yao lowered his head and searched for Qu Qingcheng's lips in the darkness.

First kiss the side face, the chin, and then find the soft lips.

Zhu Yao didn't dare to open her mouth at all, for fear that a heart would jump out of her throat, so she sucked Qu Qingcheng's lips bit by bit, like a child sucking the softest and sweetest ice cream, she couldn't bear to eat it in one bite.

Qu Qingcheng began to gently respond to her.

In the dark air, there was the sound of two people kissing softly.

Zhu Yao wanted this gentle kiss to last as long as possible, but soon found that it was unrealistic. The sound of the kiss was like some kind of catalyst, not to mention that Qu Qingcheng was wearing Zhu Yao's thin pajamas, and Zhu Yao was wearing a T-shirt shirt.

Zhu Yao turned over and lifted the quilt. The air conditioner was turned on high, and the body temperature of the two of them was also high, so they didn't feel cold at all.

She leaned over, looking at Qu Qingcheng's gentle eyes, shy and expectant.

Zhu Yao originally wanted to leave the lights off all the time, so she wouldn't be so nervous, but at this moment in the dark, she could only see Qu Qingcheng's eyes but not her entire face.

She couldn't help but reach out and press the desk lamp.

She wanted to see Qu Qingcheng's full expression.

The light from the desk lamp was soft, but the sudden light still pierced Qu Qingcheng's eyes, and she simply closed them.

Zhu Yao was slightly dazed under the light.

In fact, she had worn that light pink pajamas on herself for quite a long time. Every day she dangled in front of the mirror in the entrance hall, and could often see her own figure, never feeling anything.

But wearing it on Qu Qingcheng's body at this time, it's just...

The song is clear and white, the whole body is snow-white, and the light peach pink is set off by her fair complexion into a delicate red, reflecting a face that is full of pink, so that Zhu Yao, who hadn't studied hard before, can only think of incoherent poems intermittently— - "Spring is lazy and sleepy leaning on the breeze", "Cute deep red loves light red" (Note 1).

There is another point, Zhu Yao did not expect to see such a beautiful scenery.

When she stayed at Qu Qingcheng's house, Qu Qingcheng's pajamas were all loose and baggy, making it hard to see clearly.And the two times when she stretched out her hand to touch it, it was just a taste, not a complete mastery of the shape.

Looking at it under the soft light of the desk lamp at this time, it was continuous ups and downs, and the two thin pajama straps seemed to be unable to support them.

A piece of thin lace design, at this time played all the true meaning.

Zhu Yao, who hadn't studied hard, couldn't think of a more suitable poem at this time, and the only words that could pop up in his mind were "tall and steep" and "mountain and steep".

She leaned over and asked softly, "Qu Qingcheng, is it okay?"

The long hair hangs down, and the ends of the hair brush the clear and clear collarbone.

Qu Qingcheng closed his eyes and nodded, the pink on his face now turned into a deeper crimson.

Zhu Yao bowed his head.

When she lightly touched the top of the mountain, what she tasted was softer than Qu Qingcheng's lips, completely surpassing jelly, pudding, cotton candy, and all the softest and sweetest things in the world.

Qu Qingcheng was a little flustered, and squeezed the fingers holding Zhu Yao's shoulder: "Hey..."

It turned into a murmur with an unknown rhythm.

Zhu Yao looked up.

Qu Qingcheng kept his eyes closed and his mouth pursed, the blush on his cheeks spread to his temples, turning into a large area of ​​beauty.

The soft facial features are as elegant as usual, but the tense and expectant girlish demeanor has become a scenery that only Zhu Yao can glimpse.

The fingers clenched tightly on Zhu Yao's shoulders were Qu Qingcheng who relied on her with all his body and mind.

In front of the life experience that he had never had before, Qu Qingcheng became a little girl again.

Zhu Yao has no experience. In the bathroom just now, she was still desperately reviewing and mastering the few theoretical postures in her mind. They were all specially learned after she stopped because of drunkenness last time.But when Qu Qingcheng was softly in her arms, Zhu Yao found that all those things were superfluous.

Just follow your body's instincts.

She asked Qu Qingcheng: "Do you want me to stop?"

Qu Qingcheng shook his head.

She asked again: "Are you... sure?"

Qu Qingcheng nodded.

Zhu Yao said softly, "Qu Qingcheng, open your eyes, look at me, and let me know that you won't regret it."

Qu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, but still opened his eyes.

The watery light in her eyes made her face more beautiful and charming.

She half bit her lip and asked, "Zhu Yao, are you...really just here to experience the script?"

"What do you think?" Zhu Yao asked, "If I'm here to experience the script, how about you?"

"I..." Qu Qingcheng pondered for a while, then sighed helplessly, "I will accompany you to experience the script..."

"What can I do with you..."

The usually cool and elegant person became shy and soft in front of him. This contrast made Zhu Yao's heart melt into one piece again, turning into an unbearable stream, flowing only with Qu Qingcheng's joys and sorrows.

"How could it be just to experience the script..." She kissed her: "Qu Qingcheng, are you stupid?"

******

I was very tired last night, and there were suspicious bodies all over the sheets. Zhu Yao thought about cleaning up after getting up the next day, so she fell into a deep sleep.

Her hands were sore, but beside her, Qu Qingcheng, who had passed out rather than fell asleep, was obviously more tired than her.

Tired after tired, Zhu Yao woke up very early the next morning.

It seems that the body has an instinct, wanting to open his eyes a second earlier, and see Qu Qingcheng in his arms earlier.

Sure enough, Qu Qingcheng was still asleep, huddled in Zhu Yao's arms, a little tattoo on her back was exposed, Zhu Yao saw it under the desk lamp last night, the ink-colored and complicated patterns formed a strong contrast with her white back. In contrast, the visual shock it brings is no less than what Zhu Yao saw for the first time back then.

It's just that Zhu Yao still can't guess the secret behind the tattoo, so he doesn't dare to take a closer look.

She just lowered her head and looked at Qu Qingcheng's face, which became slightly swollen due to a night's sleep, and the lines were more rounded. Compared with the usual clear and elegant, she was a little more childish.

She laughed as she looked at it, and couldn't help stretching out her hand, and lightly scratched the tip of Qu Qingcheng's delicate nose.

Qu Qingcheng was snoozing, frowned slightly, and let out a soft moan.

Zhu Yao didn't dare to move.

One was that he was afraid of waking up Qu Qingcheng, and the other was that Qu Qingcheng's whisper reminded Zhu Yao of last night for a moment.

Frown.

Clenching the fingers of the shoulder.

The suppressed voice in the throat leaked one or two delicate notes from the lips.

Zhu Yao was dizzy, and now she recalled fragmentary pictures one by one, and she put them together to form the closest experience in her life to heaven.

I'm afraid it's fake, I'm afraid it's a dream.

But when he woke up this morning, Qu Qingcheng was still in his arms.

it is true.

It's true.

Zhu Yao laughed silently again, hugged Qu Qingcheng's shoulders, and wanted to hug Qu Qingcheng and sleep for a while longer.

Just as he closed his eyes, Qu Qingcheng's cell phone on the bedside table rang.

It's an alarm clock.

Qu Qingcheng curled up in Zhu Yao's arms, frowned impatiently, and muttered something softly.

Zhu Yao was amused: "What?"

She loves moments like this.Qu Qingcheng is such a mature and elegant person, but in unexpected places, he reveals childishness, such as messy hair when he wakes up in the morning, accompanied by that little wake-up breath.

The whole person is fresh and lovely.

She glanced at her phone, it was just after six o'clock, wondering why Qu Qingcheng set the alarm clock so early, she got up gently and wanted to help Qu Qingcheng turn off the alarm clock.

Qu Qingcheng pushed Zhu Yao away, sat up and turned off the alarm clock, and rubbed his hair.

"Why get up so early?" Zhu Yao lay beside her: "Aren't you tired, huh?"

"Tired..." Qu Qingcheng sighed, "But I have to take a taxi home early to change clothes and go to school to attend the flag-raising ceremony."

"and……"

Qu Qingcheng glanced at Zhu Yao who was lying beside her, and blushed again: "And if you leave too late, if you run into someone from your production team in the elevator, wouldn't you be ashamed to death?"

******

Zhu Yao followed Qu Qingcheng and said, "I'll see you off."

"No, why don't you sleep more, don't you still have to film today?" Qu Qingcheng got off the bed, his footsteps were a little flimsy, and after taking two steps, he suddenly turned his head and gave Zhu Yao a vigilant look: "Don't look at me!"

Zhu Yao laughed to death: "Okay, don't watch it."

She deliberately turned her face to the side, glanced at Qu Qingcheng out of the corner of her eye, and stood beside the chair with her coat to change clothes.

She thinks Qu Qingcheng is really cute and silly sometimes.

Obviously last night...you watched everything you should and should not have seen, right?When I woke up this morning, I suddenly found myself wearing Zhu Yao's short pajamas, and I was still shy to be looked at by Zhu Yao.

But Zhu Yao liked these moments of Qu Qingcheng's foolishness very much, and glanced at Qu Qingcheng's back with a smile.

Shy, panicked, and at a loss, her little girl Qu Qingcheng was alone.

When Qu Qingcheng changed into a white cashmere turtleneck sweater, jeans, and gold-rimmed glasses, as soon as Qu Qingcheng's restrained and elegant demeanor came out, she would be the teacher Qu that everyone admired again.

After a brief wash, Qu Qingcheng walked to the closet in the entrance, took out the windbreaker and put it on, glanced inside, and found that Zhu Yao was changing clothes standing where she had just stood.

"There's really no need to send it off, it's so early."

Zhu Yao bowed his head and buttoned his jeans: "I want to give it away, I'm going to the set anyway, right?"

Qu Qingcheng let out a "huh".

"And..." Zhu Yao walked towards Qu Qingcheng and raised Qu Qingcheng's finger: "I want to see you off, okay?"

Qu Qingcheng lowered his head and laughed.

Zhu Yao said, "Wait for me for a minute."

She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, simply took a handful of water to wash her face, and then came out again: "Let's go."

Qu Qingcheng looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yao stretched out his hand to wipe his face: "Did the water not dry?"

The chin still seems to be dripping water, and the hair on the sideburns has not been dried and sticks to the ears. I don't know if it is ridiculous and sloppy.

In fact, Qu Qingcheng saw this scene in a completely different way——

The first ray of sunlight in the morning came in through the window that had just drawn the curtains, and the girl's face, covered with clear water, shone brightly in the morning sun, turning into a more dazzling existence than the sun.

Just wash your face with clean water to see this level.

Qu Qingcheng sighed: "I think I'm really... dizzy!"

Zhu Yao was about to die laughing again: "Teacher Qu, please don't abuse idioms."

Qu Qingcheng said: "It's nice to be young."

Zhu Yao pinched Qu Qingcheng's face: "You are young too."

"I'm not young anymore." Qu Qingcheng bit the corner of his lips: "I'm not young anymore."

She took off her gold-rimmed glasses, and pointed to Zhu Yao under her eyes: "Here, there is a fine line, can you see it?"

Zhu Yao pretended to be stupid: "Where is it, I can't see it."

Qu Qingcheng said, "You did it on purpose."

Zhu Yao took Qu Qingcheng's hand from under his eyes: "Okay, so what if I can see it? I will never feel that you are old."

"Isn't there such a saying - compared with you when you were young, I love your face that has experienced many vicissitudes now."

Qu Qingcheng glared at Zhu Yao: "Who's face has been through the vicissitudes of life?"

Zhu Yao squeezed Qu Qingcheng's fingers and smiled: "Metaphor, I'm a metaphor..." After pinching, he felt that Qu Qingcheng's hand was so soft, he couldn't help but put it on his lips and kissed it.

Qu Qingcheng snorted softly: "You can even recite famous lines from "Lover", which is not bad."

Zhu Yao said honestly: "The last time I was in a variety show where I was fighting for acting skills, I performed this part with someone, so I recited it."

Qu Qingcheng laughed over there, smiled, and sighed again: "The older you get, the less qualified you are to be willful, you know? There is no time to make mistakes..."

Zhu Yao asked, "What's wrong?"

Qu Qingcheng shook his head: "Just listening to you recite the sentences in "Lover", I suddenly felt emotional."

She took Zhu Yao's hand: "Let's go, or I'll be late."

******

As soon as they left the room door, the hands of the two naturally loosened, and their state instantly changed to the same as when they sneaked into the room last night, like thieves.

Qu Qingcheng asked nervously: "Sister Mao..."

Zhu Yao said: "Don't worry, Sister Mao usually picks me up in the room after seven o'clock, it's still early."

Qu Qingcheng nodded, and the two hurried into the elevator with their heads down.

While waiting for the elevator, Qu Qingcheng was so nervous that the heels of his loafers kept tapping on the carpet, while Zhu Yao lowered his head, wanting to laugh.

In fact, why are they so nervous?Obviously they are all adults, things you love and I want, but they are like teenagers who are just in love, afraid of being discovered by others that they have tasted the fruit of jin*.

Not to mention Qu Qu was clear, Zhu Yao himself was quite nervous.

If I really met someone I knew, it would be... too embarrassing.

Thankfully it was too early and the elevator was empty.

The two people who got into the elevator breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Yao wore a mask and watched the elevator display screen go down step by step, thinking that it would be safe to get on the online car-hailing immediately.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened, and the end of victory was getting closer and closer. Zhu Yao relaxed a little, turned her head and smiled at Qu Qingcheng.

He saw that Qu Qingcheng's face was completely flushed, with horror written all over his face.

Zhu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he followed Qu Qingcheng's line of sight.

Sister Mao was holding a cup of coffee, standing there smilingly: "Yo Hoo, it's so early."

Zhu Yao: ...

Qu Qingcheng: ...

Zhu Yao: "Mao, sister Mao... why are you so early..."

Sister Mao smiled: "I ate too much last night. I wanted to run this morning to burn off some calories. After running for a few minutes, I was too lazy to run. I bought coffee and came back."

Zhu Yao stammered: "You, you woke up so early... Are you not tired..."

"Good morning!" Sister Mao tried her best to resist the urge to laugh out loud, and the expression on her face became meaningful: "The early bird gets melons...ah no, there are worms."

"Mr. Qu, good morning." She also specially greeted Qu Qingcheng.

Qu Qingcheng blushed and said: "Well, early, the plan of a day is in the morning, this is true..."

Sister Mao was about to burst into laughter: "Well, many ancient Chinese sayings are very reasonable, such as the spring festival is worth a thousand gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time..."

Seeing that Qu Qingcheng's blush had spread to his ears, Zhu Yao hurriedly interrupted: "What's the mess, did these two sentences go together...Then I'll go to the set to find my status first."

Sister Mao suppressed a smile: "Yeah, hurry up and look for it."

Zhu Yao blushed and blocked the elevator door: "Teacher Qu, let's go."

Qu Qingcheng walked quickly out of the elevator from Zhu Yao's side with his head down, not forgetting to politely say to Sister Mao: "Goodbye."

Sister Mao smiled and said, "Well, we will see each other often in the future."

******

The two hurried out of the hotel, and the online car-hailing car was already waiting at the door.

Zhu Yao opened the car door to let Qu Qingcheng go in first, and she also hurried in, wishing the driver could use the car like a rocket and let them get out of here as fast as possible.

How did you meet Ms. Mao by such a coincidence? !

Qu Qingcheng also murmured, "Why such a coincidence?"

"Things in the world are like this, so what to be afraid of..." Zhu Yao said slowly: "But think about it carefully, it's nothing to encounter, right?"

Qu Qingcheng glared at her lightly: "Aren't you embarrassed?"

Zhu Yao hid behind the mask and grinned.

She was very embarrassed to meet Sister Mao, but now she was thinking of another thing than being embarrassed.

It was an advantage that Qu Qingcheng didn't drive here last night. Now that the two of them were taking a taxi together, Qu Qingcheng's hand was quietly placed on the seat, not even a palm away from Zhu Yao's hand.

Zhu Yao moved his hand over and tapped Qu Qingcheng's fingertips lightly.

Qu Qingcheng retracted his hands, glanced at the driver's direction with guilt, and stared at Zhu Yao lightly.

Zhu Yao smiled and shook his head, pointing to his mask, which meant that he would not be recognized, it was fine.

Qu Qingcheng whispered, "It's so hot..."

Just now, the two of them were sweating lightly because of nervousness and embarrassment. At this time, the heater was turned on in the car, and Zhu Yao's hands were as hot as his heart.

It's quite hot.

Zhu Yao asked the driver: "Master, can I open the window?"

The driver said, "Success."

Zhu Yao opened the car window a crack, and smiled at Qu Qingcheng's face while Qu Qingcheng was staring at her.

"This way it won't be hot..." His fingertips scratched Qu Qingcheng's palm twice.

I tried everything I could, but I just didn't want to let go.

Because it was not yet the morning rush hour, the speed of the car was very fast, and the wind came in through the gaps in the car windows, blowing the ends of Zhu Yao's hair and messing up Qu Qingcheng's hair on the forehead.

Qu Qingcheng's right hand was being held by Zhu Yao, and he used his left hand to keep arranging his hair.

Zhu Yao sat with his legs spread apart, took Qu Qingcheng's hand a little further, and placed it on his lap.

It was a very dull scene.

On a gray late autumn morning, sitting in a speeding online car-hailing car, the wind poured in through the window a little bit, and the sight was blocked from time to time by the disheveled hair.

So, you only see half of the billboard, half of the pancake stand, and half of the traffic light that changes from red to green.

However, because the person sitting next to him was Qu Qingcheng, Zhu Yao inexplicably felt that this gray late autumn morning would stay in his memory for a long, long time.

In fact, it is true.

Qu Qingcheng has such amazing magic.

******

After getting out of the car, the two let go of their hands again, and walked side by side into the community with an ambiguous distance between them.

When walking near Qu Qingcheng's house, passing by a bush, Zhu Yao suddenly pointed to the corner: "Look."

Qu Qingcheng looked at Zhu Yao's fingers: "Why, are there still cats this season? Where are they..."

Zhu Yao took off the mask, and quickly kissed Qu Qingcheng on the side of the face under the cover of the bushes.

Qu Qingcheng glared at Zhu Yao, but couldn't help but chuckled, "You're really... a liar, little liar."

Zhu Yao said, "I didn't say there was a cat, it was you who guessed that there was a cat."

"Then what did you ask me to watch?"

"Look at a ray of sunshine in the morning."

Qu Qingcheng snorted: "Go to the studio quickly, I'm going home to change clothes."

Zhu Yao hid behind the bushes, holding onto Qu Qingcheng's hand and shaking it gently.

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "I'm really going to be late."

Only then did Zhu Yao let go, Qu Qingcheng took two steps away, and she called again: "Teacher Qu."

Qu Qingcheng turned around: "Huh?"

"Have a good class."

Qu Qingcheng smiled sweetly: "Understood."

Such a clear smile made Zhu Yao feel a little stunned under the early morning sun. She stood there in a daze, watching Qu Qingcheng's back go away.

So crazy.

The author says:

Manually thank the [Aga] little angel who gave me the shallow water bomb yesterday!There are also old acquaintances and little angels who milk me and leave comments every day!Love you guys! =w=

感谢在2021-10-2616:17:45~2021-10-2716:14:36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 threw the shallow water bomb: Aga, 1 piece;

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

Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Zhaohai, Ajia, and Mu Chenyan;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Children, 41268399, Mu Chenyan 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Tong, Time Mottled Old Street Corner; 2 bottles of Ana;

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