Time makes you fall

◎Sugar Kiss◎

Qu Qingcheng came home from study in the evening, and walked slowly on the short distance from the underground parking lot to her door, her heels kicking and trampling, crushing the moonlight.

Glancing at the opposite studio, the lights are brightly lit, and they should still be busy filming.

Qu Qingcheng recalled the two times he went to the set to watch. The bright special spotlights lit up the whole scene with a layer of platinum. It was obviously real that could be seen, but it was also dyed with such a sacred atmosphere. Unreal colors.

No wonder some people say that movies are a world of dreams.

Qu Qingcheng took another look at the brightly lit house, standing under the moonlight, feeling a little lonely in his heart for no reason.

On the kitchen island this morning... she and Zhu Yao were so close.

But in fact, the lives of the two of them are separated by a door that is not heavy on the set.

Qu Qingcheng's side is the campus full of sunshine in the morning, the ordinary and fulfilling daily life, and the books exuding the fragrance of ink.On Zhu Yao's side, it's a cocktail party, a dream under the spotlight, and almost fanatical pursuit of fans.

After meeting Zhu Yao again, Qu Qingcheng gradually began to pay attention to entertainment news, and also had a general understanding of Zhu Yao's past state.

If it weren't for the fact that the filming studio was just across from Qu Qingcheng's house, the lives of the two would not have intersected.

So... what about after the filming?

Qu Qingcheng thought about walking, and before he knew it, the door of his house was already in front of him.

The lights in the yard were very dim, and it was only when Qu Qingcheng started touching the keys that he noticed a person squatting in front of the house.

She was startled at first - the occupancy rate of villas in the community is not high, and she is the only person living in this small area. Although the security of the community is very strict, it can't be a thief, right?

But soon, as the footsteps got closer, the moment the brain reacted, the corners of the mouth had unconsciously smiled.

The loneliness that was haloed by the moonlight in my heart disappeared in an instant.

"Zhu Yao... how long have you been waiting?"

The person at the door was still squatting, with his head buried weakly between his arms.

"Zhu Yao?"

Qu Qingcheng felt that something was wrong, so he rushed over in three steps at a time.

She thought Zhu Yao was crying, maybe it was because it was difficult to act in an emotional scene.But when she ran over and squatted in front of Zhu Yao, please lift Zhu Yao's face with slightly cool fingers——

There was cold sweat all over his face.

Zhu Yao raised his head with difficulty and was not crying, but smiling palely: "Teacher Qu, I've been waiting for you... It seems that hypoglycemia has occurred."

At that moment, Qu Qingcheng really wanted to scold her - why are you so out of tune, a kid?If you have hypoglycemia, you don’t know how to call for help. It’s fine for her or Sister Mao, but you’re still waiting here? !

But Zhu Yao smiled weakly at her with sweat on his forehead, his deer-like eyes were half downcast, any emotion Qu Qingcheng felt turned into distress, and he just wanted to wrap her in his arms and coax her well.

"Can you stand up?" She struggled to help Zhu Yao up, her hand shaking with the key to open the door.

After finally opening the door, he helped Zhuyao lie down on the sofa, and hurriedly went to find candy. In a blink of an eye, he saw a box on the sofa, opened the box tremblingly, poured a handful of candy into the palm of his hand, and dropped two on the ground.

She asked Zhu Yao: "Do you want milk flavor or cocoa flavor?"

Zhu Yao was a little funny and helpless: "Teacher Qu, I'm already hypoglycemic...can you stop making me think about it?"

Qu Qingcheng also scolded himself in his heart for being so confused, and tore a milk candy and stuffed it into Zhu Yao's mouth.

The sweet taste melted away, and Zhu Yao's breathing was slowly and steadily.

She was lying on her back with her hands on her forehead and her forearms hanging in front of her eyes, as if trying to block the light from the overhead light in the living room.

"It's dazzling, isn't it?" Qu Qingcheng squatted on the side watching Zhu Yao, and then immediately walked over to turn off the light.

For a while, only the dim street lamps in the yard shone in through the open windows.

The living room is surrounded by a quiet night, quiet and gentle.

Qu Qingcheng squatted beside Zhu Yao, seeing that the candy in Zhu Yao's mouth was almost finished: "Do you want another one?"

"Ah."

Qu Qingcheng immediately stuffed the cocoa-flavored toffee into Zhu Yao's mouth.

Zhu Yao lay quietly, and she quietly accompanied her.

When the second toffee was almost finished, Zhu Yao said slowly, "Teacher Qu."

Qu Qingcheng immediately said, "I'm here."

"I also want a candy."

"it is good."

She immediately turned to get the candy box on the coffee table.

The other half-hanging hand was dragged by Zhu Yao.

She had been squatting for a long time just now, and her legs were a little numb. She had been paying attention to Zhu Yao's state and didn't care. At this time, she was gently dragged by Zhu Yao, and her whole body was unstable and she fell on Zhu Yao.

"Hey, let me get some sugar..."

Zhu Yao smiled and said, "That's the kind of candy I was talking about." She reached out and tapped two dots on Qu Qingcheng's lips: "I really don't have the strength to get up, Qu Qingcheng, come and kiss me."

"You little child..."

"I'm already hypoglycemic, this little request is not enough?" He shook Qu Qingcheng's hand, really like the kind of child who pretends to be a cold and fever and asks for sweets.

Qu Qingcheng's heart melted into the dense and gentle night: "It's okay."

"There's nothing I can do with you..."

She got up slightly, leaned down again, and kissed Zhu Yao's lips.

Perhaps because of the low blood sugar just now, Zhu Yao's lips were cold.Qu Qingcheng kissed very lightly, wrapping Zhu Yao's lips softly with his warm lips.

Kissing and kissing, Zhu Yao stretched out his hand to wrap around Qu Qingcheng's slender waist, sticking out his tongue.

Qu Qingcheng got up and stared at Zhu Yao like an electric shock: "Hey! You! You... still have strength?"

Zhu Yao looked at her amusedly: "I have no strength, I have nothing to do, it's really just eating candy."

"Come up and lie down with me."

“The sofa is very narrow...”

"Come up." Zhu Yao's coquettish skills, which Zhu Yinglan lost forever, are lost here with Qu Qingcheng, like a child who never got a toy when he was a child.

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "There's really nothing I can do about you."

Only then did she have time to take off her coat, gently climbed onto the sofa, and lay on her side next to Zhu Yao.

******

In fact, Zhu Yao has not suffered from hypoglycemia for a long time.

Perhaps these two days have required a lot of physical exertion, but Sister Mao gnawed lettuce leaves for her as always. In addition, the scenes during the daytime today were all after Xiaozhi left Teacher Xu, in a state of calm on the surface and fragmented inside.

Seven, seven, eighty-eight reasons combined to cause a small breakdown of the body tonight.

Zhu Yao was lying on the sofa. After Qu Qingcheng ate the two candies he fed her, he finally recovered. He didn't feel like sweating or wanting to vomit anymore.

Still tired.

So when Qu Qingcheng lay down, Zhu Yao really didn't intend to do anything.

She just hugged Qu Qingcheng's slender waist: "Lie down, don't fall."

Qu Qingcheng had just taken off her coat, and the white turtleneck cashmere sweater was soaked with her body temperature, which made her look very warm in the late autumn night. Zhu Yao buried her face in Qu Qingcheng's heart and rubbed it twice.

Qu Qingcheng reached out and stroked her head gently.

Zhu Yao raised his face again, searching for Qu Qingcheng's lips in the darkness, like a child looking for candy.

Qu Qingcheng seemed to smile lightly, and moved his lips actively and gently.

Zhu Yao is satisfied.

She was weak, and kissed Qu Qingcheng one after another, their lips kept touching each other lightly.

Zhu Yao suddenly had an inappropriate association. She was like a cat that had been hungry for a long time, with her favorite dried fish piled up around her. You can eat another one.

Feeling dizzy in heaven.

She kissed Qu Qingcheng lightly.

Well, I obviously didn't intend to do anything.

If it wasn't for the two candies Qu Qingcheng fed her seemed to have magical powers, it would quickly relieve her hypoglycemia.

If it weren't for Qu Qingcheng's close-fitting turtleneck sweater, it would have been too warm in the late autumn night.

If it wasn't for Qu Qingcheng's lips that surpassed all the beauty in the world, she wouldn't be able to eat enough.

Well, if it weren't for those stacked up, nothing would really happen.

"Hey, didn't you say that you have no strength..."

"Eating candy gives you strength..."

In fact, I was still weak, I couldn't stop kissing and kissing.

"Teacher Qu, I don't have the energy to get up, can you get up?"

Zhu Yao could feel Qu Qingcheng blushing in the dark: "No."

"I'm half a patient tonight..."

Besides, the situation has become unstoppable.

Zhu Yao rubbed the tip of Qu Qingcheng's nose coquettishly.

Qu Qingcheng hesitated for a long time, then got up rustlingly.

Supporting the back of the sofa with one hand, and supporting Zhu Yao's shoulder with the other.

Qu Qingcheng controlled the rhythm by himself, his beautiful lips were tightened, and his breathing became faster and faster.

She raised her head slightly, even the tip of her eyelashes trembling slightly.

……

Forgot how Qu Qingcheng fell down.

Zhu Yao embraced the person who was as soft as a pool of water, and kissed her hair lightly: "Thank you, Teacher Qu."

Qu Qingcheng gave a soft "hmm".

Now it's hard to tell who is more tired than who.

Zhu Yao half-jokingly asked: "Why don't you also eat a candy to replenish your energy?"

Qu Qingcheng put his hand into Zhu Yao's waist and pinched.

The strength in the hand is all vain.

Zhu Yao took her hand: "Okay, let's stop making trouble, you can rest for a while."

The two embraced quietly, with Qu Qingcheng half leaning on Zhu Yao's body.

After a while, Qu Qingcheng said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhu Yao lowered his head and kissed Qu Qingcheng's hair: "Go."

There was a sound of cleaning.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Qu Qingcheng said in the bathroom: "It may be the property owner. My water pipe is leaking a bit. I asked the maintenance master to come over after my self-study in the evening."

Zhu Yao said: "You live alone, it's not safe for the maintenance master to come over so late."

"Understood, let him come over on weekends." Qu Qingcheng smiled: "Didn't it happen that you are here this time? Open the door first."

Zhu Yao said, "Let me drive."

"Can you get up?"

"Haven't you already done all the more physically demanding things just now?" Zhu Yao joked.

She got up and turned on the light in the living room again, roughly combed her hair and clothes with one hand, walked to the gate and opened it.

I was stunned for a moment: "Ah, aunt...?!"

"Xiao Zhu?" Mother Qu was also taken aback for a moment: "Why are you here? Where's Qingqing?"

Qu Qingcheng turned off the water, and when he heard the voice at the door, he walked over quickly: "Mom, why are you here so late?"

"My friend and I are taking a baking class nearby." Mother Qu glanced at her: "There are too many cranberry biscuits baked, I'll bring you some."

She handed a delicate paper bag to Qu Qingcheng.

He glanced at Zhu Yao again.

Zhu Yao's face turned red, and she hid her unwashed hands behind her back, deeply regretting why she only carelessly adjusted her hair and clothes just now.

Is your hair messy now?Will Qu's mother see something?

She quietly glanced at Qu Qingcheng, Qu Qingcheng had just gone to the bathroom to tidy up, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Qu Qingcheng said: "Isn't Zhu Yao and the others on the opposite side? Zhu Yao was too tired from filming today, suffered from hypoglycemia, and the set was too noisy, so I asked her to come over and rest for a while."

Mother Qu said slowly: "That's it." She glanced at Zhu Yao again: "Is it better?"

Zhu Yao didn't know if she was guilty of guilt, but she always felt that Qu's mother looked at her meaningfully, so she hurriedly replied: "It's much better after resting for a while."

"It's really hard for you to be actors." Qu's mother said, "Take some of the cranberry biscuits I baked. It's better to eat something sweet."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

Mother Qu looked at Qu Qingcheng again: "Aren't you going to invite me in for a while? Let's have some biscuits and some tea together."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "Do you still need to invite me?"

Mother Qu also laughed: "Don't you have guests here?"

Qu Qingcheng said, "I'll take out your slippers for you."

The three of them walked in together, Zhu Yao recalled what Qu's mother said just now, and always felt that the word "guest" was also a bit meaningful.

As she approached the sofa, she quickly glanced at the three-seater seat and the cushions on it, for fear that any ambiguous folds would reveal the secret.

Fortunately, Mother Qu seems to be used to sitting on the single seat. After she sat down gracefully, Zhu Yao said, "Auntie, please sit first. I'll go to the bathroom first."

Suddenly, he felt that this sentence was too familiar, so he asked Qu Qingcheng cautiously: "Teacher Qu, can I borrow your bathroom?"

Qu Qingcheng nodded, and Zhu Yao quickly slipped past.

I washed my hands twice with hand sanitizer, looked in the mirror, and tried to calm my expression.

Wish you can do it!She encouraged herself: In the eyes of Sister Mao, you are the one who will be the queen of the movie in the future!

But this is not the same thing!Facing Mama Qu, her heart almost jumped out, this is the future mother-in-law!

At the thought of this, Zhu Yao was stunned again.

A self-deprecating smile crawled across his face.

What are you thinking... Didn't she and Qu Qingcheng only have time to make one movie?Where does the future come from?Where did the mother-in-law come from?

Qu Qingcheng and Qu's mother were outside, Zhu Yao couldn't stay in the bathroom for too long, so she hurried out after drying her hands.

Sitting with Qu Qingcheng on the three-person seat, separated by a seat in the middle, and sitting at both ends of the sofa.

The kitchen kettle dinged, and Qu Qingcheng stood up: "The water is ready, I'm going to make tea."

Qu Qingcheng walked away, and Mother Qu smiled at Zhu Yao, "Your teacher-student relationship is very good."

Zhu Yao replied cautiously: "Well, Teacher Qu has a very good relationship with the students, and she has always been loved by the students..."

Mother Qu smiled: "Qingqing has always wanted to be a good teacher, which is a good thing."

She smiled kindly and warmly. At this time, Zhu Yao felt that she didn't see anything.

Qu Qingcheng came out with a pot of tea: "It's too late, don't drink green tea, drink fruit tea."

"Okay." Mother Qu opened the small paper bag on the coffee table: "Aunt Wang and I made it for the first time today. How about you try it?"

Qu Qingcheng and Zhu Yao each took a piece.

Zhu Yao suddenly remembered Sister Mao's entrustment to her not to eat refined carbohydrates, but at this moment, how can she care about these things? Mother Qu gave her poison and she probably would have eaten it.

He also praised sincerely: "It's delicious."

Mother Qu smiled and said, "The taste of what I made is okay, but it doesn't look good. Aunt Liang's cooking is good. The teacher said that she doesn't look like the first time."

Zhu Yao caught a glimpse of Qu Qingcheng's face changing as he bit the biscuit.

Mother Qu looked at Qu Qingcheng and asked, "Have you been in touch with Xiao Zhao recently?"

Qu Qingcheng bit a biscuit and lowered his eyes: "He's busy, rarely."

"No matter how busy you are at work, you have to get in touch." Mother Qu told Zhu Yao with a smile: "Aunt Liang is Xiao Zhao's mother."

Zhu Yao's heart skipped a beat: "That's it."

Mother Qu asked: "Xiaozhu saw Xiao Zhao last time, and thought he was very nice, right?"

Zhu Yao: "...um."

She didn't know what to say, so she took a big cranberry biscuit in her hand and ate it all.

Just had hypoglycemia, and her stomach was not very comfortable. At this time, a large piece of biscuit mixed with sugar oil fell into her stomach, dragging her heart, and then fell heavily.

Mother Qu said to Qu Qingcheng again: "Look, Xiao Zhu thinks it's pretty good, don't care if Xiao Zhao is busy or not, it's time to get in touch, do you hear me?"

Qu Qingcheng took a look at Zhu Yao while holding the unfinished biscuit, but said nothing.

Mother Qu was drinking tea, and glanced at the candy box on the coffee table: "Isn't this the wedding candy that Aunt Su's son got married last time? Did you eat it? Is it delicious? I heard it's a good brand from abroad?"

Zhu Yao didn't understand, so he said "hmm" again.

Mother Qu laughed: "It's funny, I saw Aunt Liang tonight, and she even talked about this wedding candy, saying that she thought it tasted good after eating it."

She glanced at Qu Qingcheng again: "She said that when her son gets married in the future, he will also use this brand as wedding candy."

"Little Zhu, you also think the taste is good, right?" Mother Qu said to Zhu Yao with a smile, "That's really great."

With such a gratified expression, it seemed that the small and exquisite box in front of him would also be the wedding candy for Mr. Zhao and Qu Qingcheng in the future.

Zhu Yao stood up all of a sudden.

Mother Qu looked at her, and Qu Qingcheng also looked at her. She moved her fingers holding the cranberry biscuit, as if she wanted to hold her hand, but she didn't move in front of Mother Qu.

Zhu Yao: "That... Auntie... My hypoglycemia has almost subsided, so I won't bother you and Teacher Qu... I have to go back to the set and continue filming..."

Mother Qu smiled: "You young people are busy with work, so I won't keep you."

Zhu Yao: "Thank you, Auntie, the cranberry biscuits you baked are delicious."

She rushed out without even saying goodbye to Qu Qingcheng.

After rushing all the way out of the community, he hurriedly slowed down.

Trying to breathe heavily, listening to the rhythm of my own shortness of breath in the quiet and deserted streets at night, I still can't calm down.

The dim street lamp cast down, dragging her long shadow, one of the laces of her white sneakers was unraveled, she walked slowly with her hands in the baseball shirt jacket, the laces dangling from the side of the shoes.

She was thinking back to the scene when she rushed out of the door just now——

She fled, like a cowardly deserter.

She didn't even have any qualifications to criticize Qu Qingcheng, why didn't she firmly reject her parents' arrangement.

She couldn't tell whether she was more cowardly or Qu Qingcheng was more cowardly, and she still couldn't muster up the courage to ask Qu Qingcheng to refuse.

The reason behind it was that she didn't dare to enter into a stable relationship with Qu Qingcheng.

So……

Zhu Yao walked slowly, with a heavy stomach, dragging her steps slower and slower.

A mocking smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

So what she ate just now is likely to be Qu Qingcheng's future wedding candy?

Foreign brands, exquisite packaging, strong milk flavor.

Milk flavor, cocoa flavor, and strawberry flavor that she didn't taste.

Zhu Yao suddenly wanted to vomit.

No way?She laughed at herself in her heart, what kind of heroine is she playing in a Gongdou drama?Out of breath, he made a gesture to vomit blood.

The drama is too much, too exaggerated.

As she walked, she felt more and more wrong.

A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his footsteps became more and more vain.

Finally, she couldn't stand anymore, her stomach was overwhelmed, and when she saw a trash can with a huge opening in front of her, she stepped over it a few steps.

I finally vomited.

Probably because of the stomach discomfort after the hypoglycemia just now, I ate a large piece of cranberry biscuit that was a bit oily, and when I ran out of the community, I poured several mouthfuls of cold air into my stomach.

She didn't vomit much, and she still felt like vomiting, but she couldn't vomit anything.

Zhu Yao breathed heavily, and barely supported himself to continue walking, but after walking for a while, he felt really tired, so he leaned on a lamppost by the roadside, and bent over to rest.

A pair of black sneakers appeared in her sight, hesitated in front of her for a while, walked away, and then turned around again.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Zhu Yao raised his head reluctantly, and what came into view was the face of a young girl with a black coat and backpack, and a thin ponytail indicating the thinning of her hair. It was probably a designer who had just left work nearby.

As Zhu Yao looked up, she was startled.

It's not that he recognized Zhu Yao, Zhu Yao guessed that even his mother's fans might not recognize him with his indistinguishable appearance.

The girl was startled because Zhu Yao's face was as pale as paper, and so were her lips. A pretty face was bloodless, and her black hair was sticking to her forehead with sweat, making her look particularly messy.

Holding the lamp post with one hand, propping up his knees with the other hand, he barely stood bent over, looking very uncomfortable.

The girl asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to take you to the hospital or call an ambulance for you?"

"Thank you, no need, I just have hypoglycemia..."

The girl looked around: "Do you want to eat? There is a convenience store next to it. Do you want me to help you there?"

"Then I'm not a bad person, we can videotape the whole process to protect you as well as me."

Zhu Yao knew that the girl had hesitated a moment before coming to talk to her. After all, who would dare to trust a stranger completely on the street? She dared not, and neither did Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao forced a smile: "Thank you, no need, I'm not that serious."

The girl nodded: "Okay, then go by yourself." She pointed to the back left: "It's over there, can you see it?"

"I see, thank you."

The girl is gone.

Zhu Yao knew that she should go to the convenience store and drink some hot and sweet to recover her blood quickly, but she was standing on the lamp post, and she really didn't have the strength to get up straight and walk over.

From this point of view, I should have troubled that girl to help me over just now, but ah.

Zhu Yao laughed at himself again.

I have been like this since I was a child.Not to mention the strangers you meet on the road, even your own mother, Zhu Yinglan, would not open her heart to accept her help.

Never talk about your own needs, never talk about your own thoughts, buried in the gray-green moss that grows wildly in your heart, until the whole person becomes gray and dim.

Who would like such a self?

From the age of 17 to the present, from the gray hoodie to the seemingly glamorous makeup, in fact, I have not changed at all.

So, why should she like herself like this?

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded—"Zhu Yao."

The author says:

I have [Aga] little angel's shallow water noodles again!And everyone breastfeeding my noodles!And, which little angel helped me to tweet yesterday?Stand up and watch me cry! TAT

感谢在2021-10-3013:59:56~2021-10-3117:00:00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 angel who threw the grenade: 1 Zhaohai;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the piece in the middle of the watermelon is for you to eat, and Mu Chenyan has one;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 735 bottles of Tianxiang Hanhanzi; 18 bottles of ignorant customs or ideals; 5 bottles of Xun'an;

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