Zamoli

Chang Ming'an didn't know why he agreed. Before he could react, the word "good" was like a rabbit that couldn't wait to jump out of its hole.Probably because it is really cold to sleep on the sofa, but it is not that cold. He has been a stove since he was a child, and his hands and feet are not cold in winter.

He Mu's heart jumped like a rabbit coming out of another hole.

He couldn't help but wonder if Chang Mingan liked him a little bit, but it was just a thought, after all he felt that sleeping in the living room was extremely cold.

He Mu fed the cat while Chang Mingan was taking a bath.In winter, Mumu is always lazy and doesn’t like to move. When you touch her, she just raises her head and rubs it. After a while, she curls up and sleeps again. She hides her face and only has a pair of ears standing up. What’s the matter? It will shake and shake when the wind blows and the grass shakes.At first, He Mu thought she was sick, but later found out that it was normal.

He pricked up his ears and heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, so he stepped on the cotton slippers, turned on the electric blanket switch on the bed, curled up under the quilt, and waited for the quilt to warm up a little bit.

Chang Mingan came out of the bathroom with dense heat, and the dark gray cotton home clothes on him looked tall and reliable.He got into another quilt, just lay down and supported the bed to get up, and passed He Mu to reach for the electric blanket switch on He Mu's end.He Mu pulled the quilt under his eyes, and his whole face was covered by the shadow cast by Chang Ming'an's body. He blinked and looked directly above. It was Chang Ming'an's slightly blue chin after shaving. chest.

Chang Ming'an said: "I turned it off, it's too dry to sleep with it on."

He Mu didn't want him to be locked up.Chang Mingan told him not to sleep with the electric blanket on at the beginning of winter, but he would always secretly turn it on again in the middle of the night, and sleep with it on in the second half of the night, so that when he woke up he wouldn't feel his hands and feet Slightly cold.But he didn't say anything, he just looked at Chang Ming'an's lips, moved his legs under the quilt, stroked the bed sheet, and responded with a muffled "Yes".

Chang Ming'an also turned off the lamp beside the bed, and lay back rustlingly. The two of them rolled up their quilts on the bed, like two silkworm chrysalis.

He Mu turned over and faced Chang Ming'an's other side. Relying on the cover of the night, he opened his eyes to look at Chang Ming'an's blurred outline. Underneath are lips with soft lines, and a much tougher jaw, like mountains undulating in the dark night.

Chang Mingan moved, He Mu hurriedly closed his eyes, and opened them a little bit after a while. Seeing Chang Mingan carrying his back, he shrank back under the quilt in disappointment, and felt a little dissatisfied in the quilt. The heat, as the electric blanket was turned off, lost a little bit, and it didn't get warmer because there was one more person on the bed.

He Mu silently coveted the temperature in another quilt close at hand, and gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, He Mu felt that his feet were a little cold. No matter how much he shrank, he still felt uncomfortable. In a daze, he rubbed his feet around to find the temperature. He crossed the border of the bed little by little, and found a warm place. , stretched out the other foot, and went back to sleep with satisfaction.

Chang Mingan woke up when he stretched out his feet.

Chang Ming'an opened his eyes in the dark, and felt He Mu's feet squeezing in at the bend of his legs.He put his hand into He Mu's bed to try it out, but it wasn't very warm. He knew in his heart that He Mu was afraid of the cold, so he got up again and turned on the electric blanket.He Mu didn't take his feet back all the time, and later he stretched out his hands, into the gap between Chang Mingan's arms and the bed, and didn't retract until the electric blanket warmed up.

When he woke up the next day, He Mu woke up in the warm bed. It was obviously colder outside the bed than yesterday, and he could hear the wind rustling the trees through the window, but the electric blanket in the bed was on. So comfortable that you don't even get out of bed.He Mu yawned, blinked his eyes slowly, and then opened them wide.

Chang Mingan was lying face to face with him, and his hands and feet were all out of bounds. His feet rested on Chang Mingan's calf, and his hands were placed in front of Chang Mingan's chest, so that he could touch the chest that rose and fell with each breath.

He Mu began to think a lot in a mess.

Why didn't Chang Ming'an push his hands and feet back, didn't he notice?It's impossible to sleep so dead.Then I found out why I didn't push it back.Maybe Chang Mingan really liked him a little bit.

He Mu suddenly thought of the script that He Jun sent him.

A lonely little girl wants to keep the wandering poet in her utopia.

He Mu also wanted to keep Chang Ming'an in this quilt forever, regardless of whether he likes it or not, regardless of the past and future, not letting him go, just lying here forever.

I still have to get up, He Mu and He Jun made an appointment to go there today.When he was going out, Chang Mingan didn't ask him where he was going, but stood up and said: "It's cold, I'll see you off."

It was not a tone of inquiry and discussion, but a direct decision. He Mu couldn't refuse at all, but the road to the small theater was very short, and he didn't need to drive at all. The key goes out the door.

He Mu and He Jun who were rehearsing briefly greeted each other, took off their shoes, and stepped barefoot on the floor of the small theater. It was warm in the theater, so he took off his coat again, leaving only a loose long-sleeved T-shirt. Rolling up his sleeves, his long hair was still tied in a ponytail, but because of the movement of taking off his clothes and scarf, it was a little fluffy and messy.

He stood in the middle of the stage, focusing his eyes out of focus, not looking at other actors standing here and there.He thought of the warmth touched by his fingertips when he got up this morning, the wind blowing outside the window, the dust floating in the twilight morning light, and Chang Mingan's steady breathing.

For a solo dance of less than 2 minutes, He Mu ended with kneeling and kneeling on the ground, like a baby returning to its mother's arms.

The applause immediately rang out, and He Jun was stunned, and praised without hesitation: "Very good."

He Mu stood up embarrassingly, put on his coat silently, and said in a low voice, "The movements are not difficult, and you can learn them quickly."

The actress who was temporarily replaced was originally a scene recorder, but because she had a little dance foundation, she was chased away and put on the shelf to save the scene.She wanted to cry without tears: "It's too difficult, I can't get down at the beginning!"

He Mu quickly wrapped the scarf around half of his face, and said a little at a loss, "It's actually okay, it's not difficult."

Chang Ji stared at the back of He Mu's head and flicked the long curly ponytail, and slapped his head: "Why don't you just come and dance, if I learn poorly, I will ruin the trick later."

He Mu didn't expect such a development at all, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to refuse.He Jun was thinking thoughtfully, and the girl from Chang Ji quickly said: "It's absolutely possible. At that time, a single beam of positioning light will hit the heroine on the court. The scene will be very dark, and it will not be obtrusive at all."