Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang didn't ask Qin Jingshen where he wanted to take him. He smiled and went back to the dressing room to remove his make-up and change his clothes, ready to leave with his boyfriend.

Qin Jingshen went in with him, and Song Li looked at the closed door from behind, and sighed heavily: "It seems that the boss doesn't need you to take him home, and only you and I will go back together later."

Shu He swiped his phone beside him puffing his cheeks. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him: "Yeah!"

The little hamster's state today is a bit abnormal, completely gone from the melancholy feeling of being broken up before, Song Li is a little strange: "What are you looking at?"

Shu He pursed his lips shyly and smiled, and showed him the phone screen, Song Li glanced at it, and was stunned.

The above display is the Weibo home page.

——@吻吻大旗立stand upright and eat sugar home page gentleman

Song Li:? ? ?

Wait, I was still sad about my idol falling in love a few days ago, why did I suddenly start a CP fan homepage today?

Probably because the shock on Song Li's face was too obvious, Shu He felt even more embarrassed, bowed his head and coughed dryly.

Song Li's expression was subtle: "You...what's the situation?"

"I'm just looking at it." Shu He said, "Actually, the jokes, articles and comics on the homepage are all pretty good, and the grain-producing wives are especially great."

Is this the point? !

Song Li glanced at him like a fool: "No, I just wanted to ask, why did you suddenly become a CP fan?"

"This is the best way I can think of." Shu He said, "If you both like it, you won't feel lost in love. It's great."

Song Li: ...

Although this logic sounds okay, but I still can't understand the thoughts of you little fans.

Young demons just know how to play.

He clicked his tongue: "Don't look, your Majesty probably doesn't need you anymore, let's go home."

The little hamster hummed obediently, put away the phone and stood up: "No, brother Lang's phone is still with me...but I dare not go in now."

This is a problem.

Song Li touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "Have you brought your snack bag? Why don't you put your phone in and send a text message to Mr. Qin?"

"Okay, okay." The little hamster took out his small backpack from behind, and Song Li sent a text message to Qin Jingshen to tell him about it.

The text message was sent successfully, the two monsters looked at each other, Song Li smiled and said, "Let's go?"

The little hamster nodded, put the small backpack with the mobile phone by the door, and went out with him.

So when Wen Lang changed his clothes and came out of the room, what he saw was an empty corner and a stuffed small backpack by the door.

There was a hamster head embroidered on the backpack, and Wen Lang knew it belonged to Shu He.

He was stunned for a moment, and Qin Jingshen looked down at the phone: "Song Li said that he put your phone in Shu He's backpack, and they didn't want to... make light bulbs annoying, so they went back first."

It was rare for the two of them to look at each other.

Wen Lang bent down to pick up the small backpack with the hamster's head on it, opened it, and found not only his mobile phone, but also small snacks that the little hamster fed himself.

Chocolate Marshmallow Pudding Potato Chips Fruit Candy Meat Dried Small Fish.

Wen Lang didn't feel hungry at first, but after seeing it, he no longer thought so.

He took out two puddings from the inside, took a look at the mango-flavored ones, and asked Qin Jingshen: "There seems to be no custard-flavored puddings, but the mango ones are pretty good, do you want to eat them?"

Qin Jingshen nodded, and Wen Lang smiled, and stretched out his hand to open the lid of the pudding and handed it to his mouth: "Come on, come on, my boyfriend will give you a favor."

Qin Jingshen lowered his head and took a bite: "Not bad."

Wen Lang asked him intentionally: "Is the pudding inherently good, or is it good because I fed it?"

Hearing this, Qin Jingshen raised his head, didn't speak, and only looked at him carefully with those smiling eyes.

The two looked at each other. After a while, Wen Lang turned his eyes away first, and pursed his lips a little bit shyly: "I, you... Didn't you say you want to take me to a place? Are you leaving now?"

Qin Jingshen hummed: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he gently stretched out his hand towards Wen Lang: "Come."

Wen Lang was stunned for a moment, and his face blushed immediately after realizing what he meant: "It...is it okay?"

The Buddhist fake pet blogger doesn't care whether he will be photographed or not, what he is worried about is the bad influence it will have on Qin Jingshen.

But Mr. Qin was obviously less worried about this than he was. He stared at him carefully and said again: "Come on."

Wen Lang didn't hold back this time, and happily put his hand on it, and the next second he felt tightly held by the person in front of him.

The hand feels warm and moist, the heat penetrates from the surface of the skin and spreads to the heart, and it is almost scalding.

Wen Lang looked up at Qin Jingshen's back, and couldn't help but secretly smiled.

**

Half an hour later, the car stopped slowly.

Wen Lang originally thought that the place Qin Jingshen took him to would be a restaurant or other leisure place, but when he went down to see it, he was suddenly stunned.

In front of him is a school - Longdu Film Academy.

He graduated here.

Over there, Qin Jingshen found a place to park the car, and when he came back and saw him in a daze, he lowered his eyes lightly: "Actually, I wanted to take you back a long time ago."

Wen Lang raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Qin Jingshen looked at him over there, his eyes were softer than the surrounding sunlight, Wen Lang met his eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly understood his mood.

Just as he himself wanted to learn writing and painting from Qin Jingshen, Qin Jingshen also wanted to see more of the road he had traveled.

And there is another very important point. For Qin Jingshen, this is the first time he met Wen Lang and the first time he was tempted.

Wen Lang's heart also softened, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Then let's go in, dear boyfriend, I know this place better than you, and I must show you some special sights of my alma mater."

Qin Jingshen's eyes were stained with a smile again: "Okay."

The two walked towards the school gate together. Wen Lang was very familiar with the guard uncle back then, and after a few simple words, he successfully passed the level.

It was already past 04:30 in the afternoon. The students had just finished class, and there were many people coming and going around. Wen Lang was recognized almost instantly. Although no one came to talk to him, his expression clearly showed the excitement of a star-chaser teenager. .

Normally speaking, the people standing here will more or less have a place in the entertainment circle in the future, and they are not in the same league, so they shouldn't be so excited, but it may be because Wen Langtai Buddha usually doesn't show his face, so others see him It would be a little surprising to him.

Mr. Lang alive!

Live Your Majesty!

Mr. Bald who is obsessed with retirement!

Wen Lang was a little embarrassed to be stared at by them. He took out the mask from his pocket and put it on to cover up. The people around him suddenly laughed, and someone even shouted at him, Your Majesty, you are so cute!

People who say I'm cute must have never been insulted by me in Weibo comments.

Wen Lang walked forward a few steps with a blank expression on his face, and soon after he got the news, the school also found someone to come over, and gradually there were not so many people around.

Wen Lang led Qin Jingshen to find a road with fewer people, and looked up after passing by: "I have to go to the teachers for a while, it's not appropriate not to go, do you want to go with me?"

Qin Jingshen nodded lightly: "Together."

Wen Lang inexplicably had the illusion that they were out of the closet, and now they were announcing to the whole world, so he couldn't help laughing: "Let's go."

As a result, almost two hours passed after such a walk.

After all, Zai Zai was favored back then, and almost all the teachers gave him small lessons, and everyone was kind to him.

At 06:30, Wen Lang and Qin Jingshen came out of the building. It was dark early in winter, and it was already dark outside.

Wen Lang sniffed: "Mr. Qin, are you cold?"

"Not cold." Qin Jingshen looked at him, "Are you cold?"

Wen Lang shook his head: "Except for my feet that tend to get cold, everything else on my body is like a small stove."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Jingshen's hand: "Isn't it warm?"

The temperature in the hands is melting, just the right kind of warmth.

Qin Jingshen held his hand backhand: "Yes."

Wen Lang smiled: "It's almost dark now, so I probably can't see much. How about we go outside the auditorium first?"

There was a bench outside the auditorium, where Wen Lang picked up Ju Baoer, and Qin Jingshen covered him with an umbrella there, and then remembered him in his heart.

Qin Jingshen's eyes flickered, and his voice was low and deep in the night: "Okay."

The two turned around and walked towards the auditorium, which was very close to their current location, and they arrived in less than 3 minutes.

Wen Lang sat down on the bench, smiled and waved to Qin Jingshen: "Boyfriend, come and sit."

Qin Jingshen sat down next to him as he said, without saying a word, just watching him quietly.

The surrounding night wind was blowing slowly, there were lights in the building behind, and occasionally there was the sound of a piano or two.

Wen Lang glanced to the left: "That's the piano room, and the dance room is one floor below it. I didn't like dancing at the time, so I sneaked up to the piano room when the teacher wasn't looking, but I was caught every time. "

Qin Jingshen smiled: "Will you register your name, or will someone call you?"

"Call me." Wen Lang wrinkled his nose, "Then call me up to practice basic skills alone. In front of so many people, it's almost unbearable to look back."

Qin Jingshen raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "It's all over."

"Yes, it has passed, but now I still miss that time." Wen Lang leaned back, and leaned lazily on the back of the recliner, "I don't know how good the teachers in Longdu are until I graduate. It wasn’t that they watched me closely at the time, I’m afraid I’d be useless, where there is a chance to act in a graduation drama, where can I—”

—let you remember me.

He didn't say the following words, but Qin Jingshen naturally knew what he meant, his eyes became softer in an instant, and he stared at him carefully in the night.

Wen Lang didn't notice his eyes, and then said again: "But I was probably so dazed by the kitty at the time, that I couldn't remember you. It's a pity when I think about it...Mr. A chance to make up for past regrets?"

Qin Jingshen looked at him: "How to make up for it?"

"The scene reappeared." Wen Lang said, "How about we pretend that we went back to that day again?"

Qin Jingshen said hello in a low voice.

Wen Lang stood up with a smile, squatted down in front of the bench according to the position in his memory, and raised his hands vaguely, as if he was feeding a cat.

Qin Jingshen looked down at him from behind, and after a long silence, he walked over step by step, and stood beside Wen Lang, his eyes were extremely deep.

The surrounding night was still dark, and everything in front of him seemed to blend with it, and he couldn't see anything clearly, except for the person in front of him, who seemed to be deeply engraved in his eyes and heart, becoming more and more clear.

After all, this is not the past, there is no drizzle at that time, there is no noisy human voice and music behind, and there is no soft kitten.

But the person in front of him is still the person he has kept in his heart for so many years, who is equally soft, equally beautiful, and also makes him fall in love with each other.

Qin Jingshen's heart was soft and hot for a moment, and finally he couldn't hold back, he bent down and hugged Wen Lang.

Wen Lang who was caught off guard by the hug: Huh?

If you follow the script, shouldn't you wait for him to exchange names before hugging him?

Wen Lang tilted his head: "Mr. Qin, why—"

Before he could say the following words, Qin Jingshen suddenly felt a heat on his neck. Qin Jingshen buried his face there, hugged him and slowly tightened his arms, with a gesture of absolute cherishing, bit by bit, deeper and deeper——

As if to integrate him into the flesh and blood.

The author has something to say: Mr. Qin: "You are my love."

Wen Langlang (blushing and heartbroken): "...um."

Wen Rong (staring): "Yes, hugging in the campus with hickey marks all over, I'm afraid you want to be cool."

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