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At 04:30 in the morning, a line of warm-toned white floated on the horizon.

Jiang Ruo lay sideways on the bed, rubbing her fingertips at the corners of her eyes, trying to hide some traces.

Even though he was in a daze, his ears were still pricked up, and he could hear the sound of Xi and Feng moving around the room, as well as the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of footsteps approaching again, Jiang Ruo hurriedly closed his eyes, felt a hand on his forehead, and stopped for two seconds to move it away.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of picking up the car keys from the table was heard.

Jiang Ruo couldn't hold back, and asked aloud, "Are you leaving?"

Xi Yufeng stood at the door: "Well, let's go."

Jiang Ruo buried half of his head in the quilt, so he couldn't see the other person's expression.

He said in a muffled voice, "Oh, then you can go."

Opening his eyes again, he heard the sound of swiping the card to open the door.

Turning around slowly, seeing a familiar figure in a white shirt and black trousers, Jiang Ruo mumbled confusedly: "Aren't you busy?"

Xi and Feng ignored it.

"Are you coming back to see if I'm dead or alive?"

Sighing, Xi Yufeng walked to the bedside: "Your mouth."

No blame, just indulgence.

It made Jiang Ruo's heart weak and trembling, but I hope this dream will last longer.

There is no need to hold back in the "dream", he stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and stretched out to Xi Yufeng: "My mouth has many uses."

Eat good food, say "you don't go", and... kiss you.

As if he could understand it without him saying it, Xi Yufeng held Jiang Ruo's outstretched hand, raised the other hand again, and stroked his soft hair.

This time it wasn't for temperature detection, but pure comfort.When she spoke, the previous gloom faded: "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

In the next sleep, I slept until the sun was up.

The weather is cloudy and rainy, and when you open the curtains, there will be a lot of sunshine pouring in.Jiang Ruo frantically looked for shoes to wear, and when Xi Yufeng said that he had asked for leave from the crew for him, he just stood there in a daze.

"Ask for leave... how long have you been asking for it?"

"Three days."

"What about shooting? I still have several scenes."

"It's postponed, they will shoot other things first."

"Then...then what am I going to do for these three days?"

This question was a bit redundant, but Xi Yufeng still answered: "Retreat."

But Jiang Ruo couldn't stay idle, and he had to jump around the room with just one good leg. Seeing Xi Yufeng staring at the computer screen without distraction, he felt a sense of urgency that he was doing nothing.

Jiang Ruo asked like finding fault: "Then what are you doing these three days?"

Xi Yufeng raised his eyes to look at him, and said flatly: "I also rest."

Xiao Shen came over at noon.

Jiang Ruo went to open the door, taking advantage of Xi and Feng to take a nap in the room with his eyes closed, and asked Xiao Shen what happened last night.Xiao Shen confessed truthfully: "You were injured, I was really worried, so I told Shi Zhu about it."

Jiang Ruo had a face of "as expected", and asked when he told Shi Zhu, Xiao Shen said it was after two o'clock in the morning.

After confirming the work arrangement of the production team, Jiang Ruo put on a fierce face: "Didn't you just listen to me? I told you not to tell the other side, you want to kill first and play later!"

Xiao Shen knew he was wrong, and lowered his head, "But you don't want to go to the hospital, just in case something happens..."

It's nothing more than worrying about his body.

Jiang Ruoben wasn't angry either, but the warning still had to be given.

"Then it's useless for you to tell Shizhu." He shrugged, "Even if Mr. Xi comes, I can't go to the hospital. The person who can control me in this world may not have been born yet."

After finishing speaking, she found that Xiao Shen's eyes seemed to be dodging, Jiang Ruo's back shivered, and she turned her head away.

Just a few steps behind, Xi Yufeng folded his pocket with one hand, looked at him expressionlessly, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if to say—oh, is that so?

For half the afternoon, Jiang Ruo was as quiet as a chicken.

He packed up the food Xiao Shen sent, took the anti-inflammatory medicine according to the instructions, and then opened the ointment to apply on himself.

The fever came and went quickly, and now Jiang Ruo has regained his strength. The process of applying the medicine is like completing a set of gymnastics movements. He performed several difficult movements that ordinary people cannot do, such as bending his waist, twisting his hips, and turning his arms over 360 degrees... silky smooth, showing the flexibility of the body.

After wiping her face refreshed, she looked up and saw Xi Yufeng sitting on the next bed looking at him, Jiang Ruo raised her eyebrows: "Am I fierce?"

Xi and Feng did not speak.

"Do you want to try new positions in bed?"

When Xi Yufeng stood up, Jiang Ruo hesitated again: "Let's forget it, the bed here is too small to use it, and I have to film."

He backed up with both hands supporting the bed sheet, but was still bent over by Xi Yufeng who stepped forward, and grabbed the slender ankle with his big hand.

He grabbed the uninjured one, easily dragged him back to the edge of the bed, and then changed his grip to the other calf. With his left hand, he took Dieda ointment, opened the lid, dug a finger, and rubbed it on the red and swollen ankle.

Jiang Ruo was stunned for a long while before remembering that he had scratched everything just now, except his sprained foot.

And Xi Yufeng is obviously not good at applying medicine to people, so the sticky ointment was applied thinly and thickly, and the wound was not fully covered, and a lump stuck on his hand.

Looking at his frowning, Jiang Ruo wanted to laugh, retracted his legs, and stretched out his hand to push him: "I'll do it myself..."

But Xi Yufeng restrained him with his wrists.

His movements were rough and his voice was hoarse, besides "don't move", Jiang Ruo also heard him say, "don't tease me."

So in the second half of the afternoon, Jiang Ruo became quieter.

He picked up the script that had been turned over and read it again, reciting the lines that he had already mastered by heart over and over again.

Don't forget to pay attention to the movement of the bed next door.Xi Yufeng has been holding the computer to work, and occasionally goes out to answer the phone, and the smell of cigarettes on his body must be strong when he comes back.

The dinner was brought by Xiao Shen.There are many people around the film and television city, even if the relationship between the two of them is tacit, for Jiang Ruo's future development, it is still necessary to keep a low profile.

What I ate was the delivery meal from the tea restaurant I visited. Although it was not as fresh and hot as the dine-in meal, it was much better than the crude home-cooked food in the surrounding small restaurants.

Jiang Ruo ate until his mouth tasteless, and he began to miss the fireworks at the roadside stalls again.

He bit his chopsticks and proposed to Xi Yufeng: "How about we have a barbecue the day after tomorrow?"

Xi Yufeng found the point: "The day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Ruo immediately changed his mind: "Forget it or not, I will gain weight after eating."

Although they gather less and leave more, both of them seem to have adapted to this mode of getting along with each other only.

As the sky darkened, Jiang Ruo turned on the second-hand projector he had just bought online, picked a movie, and clicked to play it.

At this time, we have to thank the hotel for its simple and clean white walls. The projection effect is good even without a curtain. The yellowed walls even add an old retro feeling to the movie screen.

It also goes well with Jiang Ruotiao's movie. This time I watched "Knives Out of the Sheath". After watching the first 5 minutes, Xi Yufeng laughed and asked Jiang Ruo if he liked to watch this kind of rich people intriguing and killing each other. Drama.

Jiang Ruo is very innocent: "How did I know that you rich people are so good at playing?"

This time the clues were buried deeper than last time, Jiang Ruo was engrossed in watching, but Xi Yufeng leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

It must have been because he barely slept last night.Xiao Shen said that he sent a message to Shi Zhu after two o'clock, and Xi Yufeng arrived after three o'clock. If Jiang calculated the time difference, he should have come this way after receiving the news.

Turning down the sound of the movie, Jiang Ruo tiptoed out of bed, pulled up the quilt piled aside and covered Xi Yufeng.

When Xi Yufeng woke up, the movie was still playing.

The black-haired girl on the screen looked at the portrait of the old man on the wall, the harmonica sounded, and the people who were expelled from the manor looked up with the same blank expression.

Xi Yufeng moved a little, trying to pull out his stiff hands, and looked up to see Jiang Ruochong lying on the bedside, making a "shush" gesture to him, and then pointing to the movie screen.

Xi Yufeng didn't make a sound, and accompanied him to see white characters on a black background appearing on the screen.

At the end of the movie, when Jiang Ruo learned that Xi Yufeng woke up because he was bitten by a mosquito on the back of his hand, he felt a little embarrassed.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes here, and the air conditioner doesn't work." He got up to look for something, and turned his back to Xi Hefeng, who turned over the suitcase on the ground. "Just now I saw the key plot, and I was a little nervous, so... I took your hand."

And then never let it go.

When wiping toilet water on Xi Yufeng, Jiang Ruo saw that his face was not hesitant, and he was not sure if he was angry after getting up, or he was in a bad mood because his hands were sweating.

Later, Xi Yufeng couldn't hold back and asked, "What's the smell?"

He rarely showed emotions other than indifference, Jiang Ruo was very surprised: "The smell of toilet water, have you never used it?"

Xi Yufeng pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jiang Ruo understood - it's never been used, this is the first time.

Presumably, the rich have more advanced methods of repelling mosquitoes, so they don't have to smell the pungent essence all over their bodies.

It unexpectedly aroused Jiang Ruo's playfulness, after wiping Xi Yufeng's hands, he held up a bottle and poured seasoning on him.

Facing Xi Yufeng's speechless expression, Jiang Ruo laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back: "Mosquitoes are poisonous here, don't use it too much, you will definitely be bitten like a sieve when you wake up tomorrow."

But Xi Yufeng has its own unique flavor, and it won't be easily contaminated by others, so the inferior aroma from toilet water is gone in half a cigarette.

When Jiang Ruo came out of the shower, he saw Xi Yufeng in white clothes and black trousers leaning against the head of the bed, crossing one leg, and resting his hand on his lap holding a cigarette.

He doesn't look like someone who would appear here at all, and has a feeling of expensiveness that is incompatible with the old and cramped room. Jiang Ruo discovered it when he stayed in the double room of this hotel last time.

Or earlier, when Jiang Ruo described him as an unattainable "high-end product".

Perhaps after staying in the steaming space for a long time, Jiang Ruo felt a feverish impulse after a long absence.

This time, he stepped forward, took the cigarette between Xi and Feng's fingers, and brought it to his mouth.

He took a deep breath, and was choked again without any surprise.

Facing the smiling eyes of the boss and Feng, Jiang Ruo rarely showed embarrassment, but coughed a few times, and handed the cigarette back: "You teach me to smoke."

He stood beside the bed with his back straight, his face raised slightly, but his gaze was downward, with two shadows cast by his thick eyelashes.

The bright moon shines on him.

Reminds Xi Yufeng of that night in early spring, the person who snatched the lit cigarette from his hand, but threw the cigarette into the trash can after turning around.

Just as stubborn.

Just as breathtakingly beautiful.

So before the teaching began, a deep and long kiss was used as an advance payment.

Pulling Jiang Ruo into his arms, in order to avoid his injured leg, Xi Yufeng's movements had a kind of caution that didn't match his temperament.

Lips and tongues grind together, like lack of oxygen.

When they parted, Jiang Ruo's eyes were loose and his breath was chaotic.

This slightly dazed look seemed to please Xi Yufeng, he pinched Jiang Ruo's chin, his eyes lingered on the distinct collarbone under the neck, and the deeper part that rose and fell with his breathing.

The voice was very soft, mixed with a bit of helplessness: "Please don't tease me."