Crossover Actors - Chapter 58

[Chapter 58]

The sound of the gun battles gradually stopped. It was late at night, and the room was surprisingly quiet. Qu Yanting lay on his side with his back to Lu Wen, so sleepy that he was in a state of panic and couldn’t sleep.

The back of his left hand rested on the pillow, and the pinched fingers did not leave any traces, but there was a kind of itch that ants gnawed. Qu Yanting raised the quilt and hid it like an ostrich.

Besides, the bed that no one has warmed turned out to be really cold.

The mattress flicked behind his back, and Qu Yanting was immediately attracted to his attention. He pricked up his ears and listened, followed by the sound of footsteps pulling his slippers. The lights were off, and he could vaguely make out the silhouette of a human figure.

Lu Wen opened the door and went out, went downstairs, presumably to go to the bathroom.

It took a little longer than usual. When going upstairs three steps and one step, the stairs didn’t even sound in time. Lu Wen entered the room, not knowing whether Qu Yanting was asleep, so he walked lightly to the end of the bed.

Lifting the quilt, Lu Wen stuffed a warm water bag behind Qu Yanting’s feet, it was a little hot, and Qu Yanting curled up his legs suddenly.

Lu Wen froze for a moment and snapped his fingers, as if the smart one had come up with a solution. He went to the suitcase and pulled a cashmere sweater, wrapped the warm water bag, and then stuffed it back into Qu Yanting’s quilt.

The heat spread quickly, like Qu Yanting’s face buried on the pillow.

Lu Wen lay back on the bed, facing the back of Qu Yanting’s head, clenching his hand into a fist, otherwise he was afraid that he would touch it if he couldn’t control it. He stared for a while, then said, “Mr. Qu, it’s not cold.”

Qu Yanting was silent.

Lu Wen added, “Then I won’t hold you tonight.”

Qu Yanting shrank his shoulders conditionedly.

As expected, Lu Wen did not move at all. He tried, pressed, and hinted step by step by the window. Now he can only stay honest and let Qu Yanting’s nerves stimulated by him relax.

The bed was not big, there was a palm-width distance between the two of them. Lu Wen closed his eyes and fell asleep. After he fell asleep, his fists unconsciously loosened, and he bumped into Qu Yanting’s slippery pajamas.

Keeping the posture facing outwards, Qu Yanting hardly slept all night, and only fell asleep exhausted when it was almost dawn.

Lu Wen kicked out with one leg and hung over the edge of the bed, and woke up not long afterward. Qu Yanting’s face came into view, causing him to get up and swallow his stomach.

Lu Wen tucked the quilt on Qu Yanting, and carefully got out of bed to change clothes. Today was New Year’s Eve, and there was another shoot, so he dressed up carefully from shirts to jackets.

When I went downstairs, there was movement in the kitchen. Lu Wen looked at the door frame eagerly and asked, “Master Cao, what are you cooking?”

Cao Lanxu said, “Tangyuan. Twenty of your size.”

“I Go, pull it down.” Lu Wen rolled up his cuffs, “I won’t eat it, hurry up and make a ring.”

Lu Wen plunged into the workshop, put on an apron and started work. The camera is running, and the ring has attracted much attention. He thinks that an explanation should be given to the audience of the show.

“It’s almost finished,” he thought, “I’m not skilled at doing it for the first time, and I’m clumsy. I couldn’t even draw newspapers by hand when I was a child. This ring is a gift, and I hope the recipients will not dislike it. As for the audience, friends Your evaluation, whatever you want.”

Lu Wen worked hard, while Cao Lanxu came in to guide one or two, polished it, the silver ring was shiny and white, and packed it in a small red velvet bag.

Putting the phone next to him, Sun Xiaojian sent a WeChat message saying that “The Autumn of Ten Thousand Years” was officially launched tonight, and the crew official sent a warm-up tidbit.

Lu Wen took off his apron and brushed off the silver shavings that fell on his knees, and then he logged on to Weibo calmly. As soon as he went online, he was stunned by the number of retweets in “News”. “Explosive growth after the first issue aired.

He was a little confused: “What am I doing…I’m too charming too?”

Lu Wenxian reposted the crew’s Weibo, and in just a few minutes, comments flooded with sweet words, calling him “brother” and calling him “boyfriend” “Yes, calling him “husband”, or even calling him “son”?

Sun Xiaojian sent another message: Today’s New Year’s Eve, Clockwork Originals wished the fans a new year.

Lu Wen replied excitedly: I have a lot more fans!

Sun Xiaojian: You just know! Look at the hot search!

Lu Wen returned to Weibo, and the popular publicity search position bought by the program group was at the top. There was a “Lu Wen taste” that rose in real time last night, and now it has fallen back to the middle of the list.

The most popular one is from a humanities and art blogger, who posted nine screenshots of the program, all of which are pictures of Lu Wen taking a camera to visit the villa. The blogger introduced, background and price science on paintings to crafts, and praised Lu Wen’s taste.

Sun Xiaojian sent it: I also read popular science to know, are the bottles on the shoe cabinet so expensive?

Lu Wen: My dad did it all.

Sun Xiaojian: You are the best at reincarnation.

Lu Wen: Hey.

Sun Xiaojian: Remember to post on Weibo, I’ll find you at ten o’clock, and record with other guests today.

After replying, Lu Wen came out of the room and poked under the eaves to think about what picture to match on Weibo. He didn’t like taking selfies, and there was no good scenery in this dilapidated yard.

Glancing at the big yellow dog in the corner, Lu Wen had an idea.

At this moment, the door of the bedroom on the second floor opened, and Qu Yanting went downstairs in a daze, holding a toothbrush and a toothbrush, her slightly messy hair trembled step by step. When he got to the courtyard and confronted Lu Wen, he woke up and said “morning” cautiously.

Seeing Qu Yanting’s discomfort, Lu Wen didn’t mention anything, but said, “Mr. Qu, take a picture for me later.”

Qu Yanting nodded, and after washing up, he took out his camera and asked, “How do I take a picture? ?” Lu Wen sat on the bench, the big yellow dog was lying beside his lap with his tail flapping

. After thinking about it, he shouted to the kitchen, “Master Cao, come take a picture with me!”

With glutinous rice flour, he kicked Lu Wen and occupied the bench, and pretended to expose all the silver bracelets, and asked, “Can you give me a close-up?”

Qu Yanting smiled and said, “Okay, take two more pictures.”

Lu Wen squatted to touch the big yellow dog, Cao Lan was sitting upright, and the young and old took a group photo under the quaint roof. If it weren’t for this show, maybe they would never meet in their lifetime.

After filming, Qu Yanting handed it to Cao Lanxu to check: “What do you think?”

Cao Lanxu caught it and said, “The filming is really good.”

Having studied as a director, what he knows best is the language of the camera lens. Lu Wen thought of Qu Yanting as a substitute The scene of the director. With the camera still on, he seized the opportunity and said, “Mr. Qu, can we take a picture as well?”

Qu Yanting couldn’t remember when the last photo was taken, so he stood beside Lu Wen and faced the camera with a dry expression. Cao

Lanxu said dissatisfiedly: “Screenwriter, you smile.” Qu Yanting raised the corner of his mouth.

“Laugh naturally.” Cao Lanxu was quite strict, “Think of happy things.”

Qu Yanting’s mind was blank, and even the corners of his mouth lost the curvature. Suddenly, Lu Wen grabbed his shoulders, leaning towards him. The head whispered in his ear: “The ring is ready.”

“Well…”

Lu Wen added: “Little Swallow is super cute.

” With the illusion of Xitang’s sweet voice, he wasn’t sure whether he was laughing or not. He only heard a “click” and the shutter locked the moment.

In the photo, Lu Wen’s hand was not retracted, it was placed on Qu Yanting’s shoulder, his smile seemed to be spring.

Qu Yanting said, “Don’t post this.”

“Of course.” Lu Wendao, “I want to keep this one.”

Qu Yanting didn’t say anything, and looked exactly the same as when he was hiding last night. Lu Wen tried to play hard to catch, looked at his watch, and said, “I’m recording in town today, I’m about to leave.”

Qu Yanting said, “Don’t you want to eat a bowl of dumplings?”

“No, I don’t like it.” Lu Wen smacked his lips, “I really want to eat dumplings made by Sister Lingling herself.”

There was the sound of braking outside the gate. Sun Xiaojian and the film crew arrived, and Lu Wen went out without further delay. Qu Yanting stood on the spot and stopped Lu Wen when he was about to step over the threshold.

It was New Year’s Eve anyway, and he asked, “When will you be back?”

Lu Wen was not sure, waved his hand, and strode away.

Qu Yanting was disappointed for no reason. He pulled the hair that fell from his forehead to the back of his head, washed his hands, and went into the kitchen to ask Cao Lanxu if he wanted help. The old man was quite rude and ordered a bunch of work.

Qu Yanting also became a handyman, sweeping the yard, pasting Spring Festival couplets, inside and outside for Cao Lan’s false orders, slipped into the workshop and wandered around, trying to find the ring made by Lu Wen, and was caught by the old man.

“I see that you are weird today.” Cao Lanxu said.

Qu Yanting explained: “I just feel bored.”

“You will be bored as soon as Da Hui leaves?” Cao Lan has a bright eye, “But he is here, and you don’t pay much attention to him.”

Qu Yanting felt a guilty conscience.

Cao Lanxu made a bold assumption: “Why, he kicked you in bed last night when he was sleeping?”

No wonder Lu Wen said that he was not serious, but Qu Yanting couldn’t listen anymore and said, “Do you still have work? If not, I will Occupying the kitchen, I will probably use you to order some meat.”

Cao Lanxu asked, “What are you doing?”

Qu Yanting rolled up his sleeves and said, “Make dumplings.”

There is not much meat at home, so Qu Yanting mixed pork and beef to make noodles , Chopped stuffing, kneaded and rolled the skin, just wearing a sweater and sweating.

It was wrapped up in the afternoon and hung on the chopping board. When Lu Wen came back, he could cook it in the pot and eat it. Qu Yanting sat in the courtyard reading a book, while waiting, occasionally brushing the news on Weibo.

Markets and street banquets were being held in the ancient town, and there was a booming noise outside. The sound of firecrackers almost never stopped. When naughty children ran past, they threw small cannons at the gate.

Waiting until dusk, when the two open doors were twilight, Qu Yanting saw his eyes slightly sour, put down the book, got up and walked to the steps of the gate.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, and Qu Yanting took it out stiffly and draggingly.

Lu Wen’s voice came: “Mr. Qu, it’s me.” Qu

Yanting looked at the end of the long street, unable to distinguish every face in the chaotic crowd, but he couldn’t look back and asked, “Is the show finished?”

“The recording is over.” Lu Wen said excitedly, “Everyone wants to go to the city for a big meal!”

Qu Yanting vaguely guessed the following content, and replied: “Well, it would be better to be more lively on New Year’s Eve.”

“So I agreed to treat the guests. .” Lu Wen said with a smile, “I’m afraid I won’t go back until after the early morning. Master Cao doesn’t have a phone at home, so tell him for me.”

Qu Yanting said, “I see.”

“Oh right.” Lu Wen added, “If It’s too late to go back, so I’ll make do with my manager at the hotel, so as not to wake you up.” Qu Yanting

clenched her fuselage: “Okay, have fun.”

The figure of Qu Yanting became more and more blurred, Qu Yanting took a few steps back, bent his knees and sat down on the large threshold, with two red lanterns hanging above his head.

He put his coat pockets in his pockets, brought his legs together, and lowered his head against his knees.

The dumpling skin will dry out after a long time, so it should be covered; the sweater that is stained with flour should be replaced and soaked in water; the computer is not turned off, and the mailbox has not been checked routinely today.

Qu Yanting found a bunch of things to do, but stood still on the hard threshold and never moved.

Suddenly, a voice from the bottom of the steps said, “Are you waiting for me?”

Qu Yanting raised his head abruptly. A few steps below, the faint light of the red lantern reflected, and Lu Wen stood there quietly, with no excitement in the conversation between his brows. , instead revealing an unusual calm.

Qu Yanting was a little stunned: “Didn’t you say you can’t come back?” Lu Wen

admitted directly: “You are so smart, how could you not guess that I lied to you.”

“Why?”

It turned out that I was not that high-minded, and I wanted to buy any gadgets I saw in the market recording program. After the recording, everyone was going to have a carnival, but I only wanted to come back and ask you for a favor.”

He walked in front of Qu Yanting, He squatted down and said, “But I can’t help but try, I’ll lie to you and see if you… miss me a little bit.” Only then did

Qu Yanting realize that Lu Wen was carrying a large red plastic bag, inside the translucent bag Packed with bulging fireworks. He still escaped, not answering from the front: “I made dumplings for you.”

Lu Wen almost couldn’t hold back because of this sentence, and asked, “What stuffing?”

“Pork and beef.” Qu Yanting took his hand out of his pocket. , “Do you like it?”

Lu Wen paused: “Two kinds of meat, also known as mandarin duck stuffing.”

Something overflowed from his chest, and Qu Yanting didn’t dare to open his mouth any more, and reached out to grab Lu Wen’s shirt collar, The slightly rolled corners are smoothed out.

The plastic bag was rustling in the wind. Lu Wen rubbed his chin against Qu Yanting’s hand and said, “Don’t watch other people set off fireworks in the future.” Qu

Yanting’s voice was sticky: “Okay.”

Don’t look forward to the New Year’s Eve once a year just for him.”

“Okay.”

“Some people are willing to eat the dumplings you make, and some people are willing to accompany you to stay with you.”

“Lu Wen…”

” Well, this person is me, and this year is the first time I’m going to do it.”

Lu Wen took Qu Yanting’s hand, pulled him up, and led him down the steps. On the spacious road, he opened the bag and placed all the fireworks on top of each other.

The slender primer was lit, and a small cluster of sparks burned quickly.

Lu Wen fled with his coat open, ran to Qu Yanting and opened his arms, naturally and deliberately asking for a hug. Qu Yanting was shaken by the impact, staring blankly at the spark that burned to the end.

In an instant, a whole pile of fireworks was ignited and exploded with a loud noise. The night in front of the door was as bright as day, and Qu Yanting raised his head.

Lu Wen took out the silver ring and gently held up Qu Yanting’s left hand.

A small swallow was engraved on the smooth ring, shining in the light of the fireworks, the tip of the ring finger was slightly cold, but Qu Yanting’s heart was burning fiercely.

Wait for the ring to slip into the base of your finger a little bit.

Lu Wen said, “Mr. Qu, I found two secrets.”

Qu Yanting’s voice trembled: “…What?”

“I’m gay.” Lu Wen looked at him and said, “Also, I like you.”

[End of This Chapter]