Crossover Actors - Chapter 110

[Chapter 110]

The window on the eighth floor of the hotel was gray, and the sun was looming, just a little shallow red. Lu Wen sat by the bed and put on a T-shirt, trying not to make a sound.

But Qu Yanting still woke up, his eyelids tightened under the cover of a few strands of hair, and then loosened, slowly opening a lazy gap. He looked at Lu Wen who was wearing clothes, reacted for a few seconds, and said, “It’s so early… it’s not yet dawn.”

“Come on.” Lu Wen pushed his hair away, “I have to do makeup and styling first. The teacher is going to cut it for me today.”

Qu Yanting rubbed on the pillow in a daze, counted as a nod, and then sleepily watched Lu Wen get dressed, and when the other party got up, he reached out from the bed and grabbed a hand.

Lu Wen thought he had something to do, so he turned around and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Qu Yanting didn’t do much, and couldn’t show any qualified coquettishness. After a while, he said, “I was too tired last night, you gave me a bath. Have you?”

“I washed it.” Lu Wen replied, bent over and patted Qu Yanting’s butt across the quilt, “When you fall asleep and apply the ointment, you can feel it yourself.

” Qu Yanting suddenly felt cold below, he retracted to the quilt, without wasting time, and urged, “Remember to have breakfast.”

Lu Wenye tightened the air-conditioning quilt and said, “I know, sleep a little longer, on the set See you.”

Qu Yanting lay on the pillow, touched the other side of the empty hand to feel the residual warmth, his eyes followed the tall back, he was not sure if Lu Wen could hear him, and when the door opened, he said again: “Or… ”

Huh?” Lu Wen didn’t hear clearly and stopped behind the door to look back.

It is true to put on makeup early, and it is true to avoid other people on this floor from seeing it. Qu Yanting understands that, but he wants Lu Wen to sleep a little longer, and said, “How about you live in this room?”

Lu Wen was a little surprised: “You Seriously?”

Qu Yanting rubbed the pillow again: “Who has time to tease you early in the morning?”

Lu Wen confirmed: “Aren’t you afraid of being seen by others?”

The relationship between them is no longer a secret, why should they be secretive? Qu Yanting told the truth like a trick to coax people, and replied: “I’m more afraid of not seeing you.”

Hotel in the morning In the corridor, Lu Wen hummed with joy, turned a corner and bumped into Sun Xiaojian who woke him up, took the breakfast sandwich, and walked out on the other’s shoulder.

Sun Xiaojian asked sensitively: “Why are you burning buns like this today?”

“People are burning every day.” Lu Wen took a big bite and devoured it, “By the way, I have something to tell you.”

After entering the elevator, Sun Xiaojian first caressed his chest: “Does it have something to do with Director Qu?”

Lu Wen said, “You are so smart, it’s our business.”

“Fuck, what are you doing?!” Sun Xiaojian just came back from a day trip, and maybe he has to leave again, “It’s all about him. Mom made a confession on the show, what are you doing? The next step is to live broadcast marriage?!”

Lu Wen said in surprise: “Wow, it’s so convenient now? How about buying a few yachts as a share of money?”

“Be your size!” Sun Xiaojian shouted Said, “Fortunately the two of you are male, otherwise, according to this trend, you will not be far away from taking Lu Xiaowen to the parent-child show!”

Lu Wen held the sandwich and laughed and said, “Then what will you call a child in the future, little one? Xiaojian?”

Sun Xiaojian asked anxiously, “Ancestor, can you let me live until I have a child?” The

sleepiness stopped laughing, and when he got out of the elevator, Lu Wen returned to the original topic, facing the rising sun to start a new day, Full of energy, he said: “Help me carry my luggage, I want to change to Teacher Qu’s room.”

Although it was not good, but still within the acceptable range, Sun Xiaojian said: “I had expected such a shameless person. One day.”

Lu Wen said again: “Oh, it was Qu Yantingfei who asked me to live with him, how dare I be disobedient.”

Still filming in that apartment today, Lu Wen’s hair was trimmed slightly, his eyebrows and makeup were changed, his sense of decadence was lessened, and his whole person’s outline appeared sharper.

At the end of a hearty love affair, Meng Chuntai was exhausted physically and mentally, as if he had died once. He woke up between the messy mattresses and saw Chen Bizhi smoking a slender lady’s cigarette by the window.

The face with heavy makeup removed has no charm, Chen Bizhi said lazily: “Wake up, take the door with you when you go.”

Meng Chuntai has never seen such a courtesan. Walk. He put on his clothes silently, and clenched his hands a few times in/into his hair.

Suddenly, there was a rapid horn downstairs, two cars stopped, and a group of policemen rushed into the building. They received news that Meng Chuntai was hiding here.

The police searched one by one. There was a rude knock on the apartment building. Chen Bizhi put on a nightgown and opened the door, exposing half of her chest and teasingly said, “It’s so early, police officer, I don’t go to work until late at night. .”

Seeing that it was her, the police led by him did not break in, but only asked if they had seen Meng Chuntai.

Chen Bizhi looked at the portrait and said with a smile, “Who do you think of me? I’m only familiar with your sheriff, with the young owner of Longxing Commercial Bank, and with the general manager of the Trade Office. I’ll pay attention.”

After moving out of the superior, the police dared not enter the house to search, they glanced at the room and left, and when the car downstairs drove away, Chen Bizhi walked to the closet and opened the door.

Meng Chuntai was curled up in a pile of cheongsam and foreign dresses with a shy face.

Chen Bizhi laughed, dragged him out, and touched his face: “Tsk tsk, he looks so handsome, but he’s a rotten gambler who can’t support the wall. It’s a pity to die.”

Meng Chuntai didn’t expect that he would escape. Jie said, “You can push me out just now.”

“One night husband and wife for a hundred days.” Chen Bizhi returned to the bed, picked up the pocket watch, and softly tore Meng Chuntai’s appearance, “If you really want to die, Why hide, right?”

Meng Chuntai let it sneer and said, “It’s already exposed here, it’s a matter of time.”

Chen Bizhi said, “That’s not necessarily true.”

Meng Chuntai didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence until three days later. After spending the night with a certain concubine, I unscrewed the packet and took out a red card from the military/secretary/secretary office.

With this certificate as a talisman, the police or thugs Tang Deyin looked for were helpless. Even if Meng Chuntai owed a huge debt, he could deny it to his death.

The current situation is turbulent, and the law is nothing, Meng Chuntai once again walks the streets of Guangzhou city with integrity, and finally realizes that power is the only condition for survival.

And the shortcut to gain power… Meng Chuntai used her skin and body to collude with Chen Bizhi, in order to make wider contacts and move towards the upper class step by step.

He has no talent, but he has been fascinated by his ears and eyes since he was a child. He can tell the truth and falsehoods by touching the antiques and relics. With this useless skill, he gradually became prosperous.

Meng Chuntai changed his body, from a rotten gambling waste in distress to the hottest Young Master Meng, dignitaries and overseas Chinese merchants, all holding him in his arms.

The rumored green treasure became more and more popular, and Meng Chuntai knew that Tang Deyin was still eyeing him.

After a year has passed, Meng Chuntai has been enjoying a life of intoxication.

There have been ups and downs, it seems that nothing has changed, and there is no improvement, but it is an extravagant hope to survive in troubled times, Meng Chuntai thought indulgently, that’s all it takes, and there is no regret in dying tomorrow.

The car turned on the street in the afternoon. Meng Chuntai was in a suit and leather shoes and was going to a dance held by the French. Chen Bizhi accompanied him as a female companion.

Their relationship is still maintained, a playboy, a courtesan, seriously called “concubine”, but I am afraid no one believes that there is an indefinable consolation beneath this relationship.

Meng Chuntai looked out the window, and in front of it was a church. Every week, female students came to pray. The blue skirt of the water swayed in the wind, reminding him of the summer when he first arrived in Guangzhou.

Passing by the door of the church, Meng Chuntai saw a woman walking out.

His eyes were glued, trying to recognize the familiar figure, and then he slammed down the door and told the driver: “Stop, stop!” The

tires rubbed the ground, Tao Suyi stood still in shock, and held the baby in his arms tighter, With short shoulder-length hair tucked behind her ears, she raised her head and saw Meng Chuntai approaching her in a daze.

The autumn wind blew, and the two were half a meter apart, looking at each other wordlessly.

After a long time, Meng Chuntai’s eyes fell on Tao Suyi’s arms, he swallowed a small breath, and said, “This is your child?”

Tao Suyi hugged tighter, and softly admitted: “Yes.”

Meng Chuntai took a step and asked: “Who are you married to? Why is there no news at all?”

Tao Suyi turned her face away and saw Chen Bizhi’s face in the car window. She occasionally heard news about Meng Chuntai, so she was not surprised and asked instead, “You and the courtesan. Together?”

Meng Chuntai was silent, stepped in front of Tao Suyi, lowered his head, and looked at the baby sleeping peacefully in the swaddling clothes, only five or six months old, a boy.

Obviously not smoking, but his voice was hoarse. He said, “What’s the child’s name?”

Tao Suyi replied, “I haven’t given a name yet

.”

With a quiet and dexterous appearance, he said, “Cousin’s name is Chunsuo Qiongtai. He has been prosperous in his life, but after many twists and turns, it can be seen that the name is not so important.”

The car of Tang’s house arrived, Tao Suyi took the child and sat in the carriage without saying a word. Goodbye, I didn’t look at Meng Chuntai again.

The car drove away and disappeared at the end of the street. Meng Chuntai was standing there, absurdly thinking that a hallucination had occurred. It was not until the driver reminded him that he woke up like a dream.

Back in the car, Meng Chuntai was stunned with his temples propped up, and he didn’t speak for a long time.

Chen Bizhi asked with great interest, “Who is that woman?” Meng Chuntai

said, “Cousin.”

Chen Bizhi scoffed, “Have you slept before?”

A man.” The

car turned, Meng Chuntai’s body was slightly tilted, and he caught a glimpse of the silver ring on Chen Bizhi’s hand, an old and worthless ring, all worn out, and it didn’t match the precious silk cheongsam.

After a certain kiss/heat, Chen Bizhi leaned on the head of the bed and turned over a small wooden box, which contained several letters and an old yellowed photo. In the photo, Chen Bizhi is of the age of a young girl, also wearing Yindanshilin, with two braids, next to a teenager in a school uniform.

Meng Chuntai glanced at it and felt that the boy’s eyebrows were somewhat similar to his.

Chen Bizhi poured out a silver ring from the envelope, wiped it and said, “It’s so shabby, only women in my hometown wear such worthless ones. If I wear it, I will be laughed at by the eight women in the ballroom behind their backs.

” Liang, she wore it, and smugly admired it back and forth. Meng Chuntai turned to the young man in the photo and asked, “He gave it to you?”

Chen Bizhi said, “Yeah, he also said that when he develops, he will give me rubies in the future. Yes .”

Meng Chuntai said, “Has he developed yet?”

Chen Bizhi nodded: “Being an officer, he is a bit richer than you.”

A tree shadow passed by the car window, and Meng Chuntai stared sideways at the shabby ring. , he didn’t continue to ask that time, at this time he was a little curious, and said

hesitantly, “What about your man?” ”

Meng Chuntai said: “Do you miss him?”

Chen Bizhi hummed: “Let’s think about which pair of shoes I will wear tomorrow.”

Meng Chuntai pondered, in Tao Suyi’s heart, is he the same as dead, or disappeared, and in the days to come, he will be remembered unintentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, the swaddling baby came to mind, innocent and fragile, without even a name, Meng Chuntai said to himself, “How about being called ‘Si Nian’?”

Chen Bizhi asked, “What?”

Meng Chuntai raised her head to Qiuguang, Said: “The people of Sri Lanka have passed away, and the water has been poor.”

Quan should be a dream.

[End of This Chapter]