Quickly wear it and I have it again

In the afternoon, I felt the heat from the gentle touch of a man's finger on my lips.

To be honest, Chuhe's performance is really good.

His whole person, from body to emotion, from eyes to micro-expressions, vividly portrays a man who wants to escape but cannot escape his own demons.

Just like the index finger that he is lightly pressing on Dang Wu's lips now, trembling, wanting to hide and stay, reluctant to part, as if he has been poured by his full emotions, conveying the character's due on Dang Wu's lips. emotion.

Several cameras pulled the lens to a specific position, accurately capturing the actor's extraordinary performance skills.

Everyone at the scene held their breath, as if they could feel a lingering smell in the air from the light touch of fingers and lips.

Suddenly, Dang Wu, who was in a coma under the camera, groaned softly, and the two tightly closed lips seemed to be awakened by the touch of Chu He's fingers.

Both the director and Chuhe were stunned for a moment. According to the script, Xiaodong should not have responded for the time being, but should he stop in such a state that afternoon?

Amid the director's hesitation and Chu He's calm expression, Dang Wu still behaved like a character in a state of confusion after a high fever, but his lips began to lick Chu He's fingers, and slowly moved his fingertips in the mouth.

The director's hesitant look suddenly turned into approval and anticipation. Not only did he not stop, but he stared at the camera closely, as if he wanted to see what kind of sparks the two people in front of him could collide with.

After putting on makeup, Chu He frowned even more rough and thick eyebrows, and he was in a trance for a while, who had already penetrated into the role, as if he really felt the fascination from his stepson.

"Dong, Dong?"

The stepfather was testing whether the sleeping stepson had woken up, or unconsciously bit his finger in a sleepy dream.

A vague sound came from the stepson's throat, his eyes were still closed, but the teeth biting his stepfather's fingers became a little bit harder.

The stepfather moved his body, his face slowly bent down in tension and trembling.

At this moment, the sky covered the earth.

"Crack!"

With the director shouting excitedly, this impromptu scene finally ended perfectly.

Looking at Chu He, whose face was flushed after getting up from Dang Wu, the director patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "Dude, this scene is perfect today. Although it is slightly different from the script, it is not at all inconsistent." , Hey, how should I put it, anyway, the thief has a feeling! I reckoned the effect after watching the replay for a while, and there is no need to cut it, the effect is so beautiful!"

Chuhe smiled at him, "It's as long as you are satisfied, anyway, buddy has worked hard!"

The director winked at Chuhe, secretly glanced at Dang Wu who was lying motionless on the kang, and said in a low voice, "Hey, have you put in a lot of effort? Take it easy, buddy!"

Chuhe laughed twice, leaned over to Dang Wu's side, and said in a low voice, "Everyone is watching, why don't you get up?"

As if he hadn't played out of the role in the afternoon, he snorted in a daze, but still didn't open his eyes.

Chuhe grabbed his hand with a smile, trying to pull him up from the kang, but as soon as he touched his skin, his face suddenly became tense.

Different from the intimacy scene just now, at this noon, he actually had a fever, his whole body was burning, and the temperature on his fingertips was already astonishingly hot.

He was still in a state of high fever when he was lying in the caravan that afternoon.

The RV drove quickly to the nearest large hospital.

Chu He frowned thickly, holding Tang Wu's right hand with one hand, and gently wiped his forehead with an ice towel with the other to help him cool down physically.

There was an unspeakable remorse in his heart.

He knew that the symptoms at this time of the day were entirely the result of the water fight between the two of them at noon today after being tormented by him all night last night.

After all, he is just a mortal body, not an indestructible body, and it is enough to be pleasantly surprised and unexpected that he can withstand such a magical weapon as different from ordinary people.

However, the battlefield that had just been blasted out of the gap by the artifact still couldn't withstand the enemy's continuous air strikes for a while.

Chuhe suddenly felt that his so-called calm and abstinence life for 30 years was a joke at all.

Looking at it now, the root cause of the so-called calmness and stillness in desire is still that he has not found his own.

And once I fall in love myself, I realize that in the world of love, there are calm and calm, but there are also countless passions like fire.

And when the fire is burning, all rationality and abstinence will be instantly burned to ashes by the raging fire.

In the middle of the day, he suddenly started to babble in a coma caused by high fever.

Although his voice was somewhat ambiguous and intermittent, in Chu He's ears who were accustomed to listening to all kinds of rival actors with southern accents and northern accents, he could hear everything verbatim.

"Chunyi...I miss you so much, I really miss you so much...little gourd...my son...do you miss daddy..."

Chuhe frowned subconsciously, and his ears pricked up.

"Tian Kuo... Chu Tian Kuo... Chu Da Da... Is our son obedient... Do you miss me..."

Chuhe's eyebrows have been twisted into a straight line.

Chu Tiankuo?

Isn't that my real name?

Our son?How come two sons come out at this moment?Return him and Chu Tiankuo's son, the son of two men?

What is this all about?

"Big long legs... Have you got the program through... Is Jiji still metal... Our little square-faced son... I haven't come to take a photo yet..."

"By the way... the picture of me and Chuda, and the painting of Chunyi and his son? Where is it? Find it for me, I want to see it! I want to see it... I miss you so much, I miss you so much!"

Tang Wu, who was in a coma, couldn't help turning his body. The hand held by Chu He suddenly got strength from nowhere, and he grabbed his palm with his backhand and shook it vigorously.

At first, Chuhe heard him chattering non-stop, but didn't take it too seriously.

I always feel that what a person with a high fever is saying is mostly nonsense.

Especially when I heard him talk about one son after another between the lines, I felt that there was no logic at all in these words.

But when he heard the end, the expression on Dangwu's face became more and more excited. Although he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to be completely immersed in a situation of longing.

Chuhe was born in acting. At this time today, with his experience and experiences, he can easily distinguish who is acting in a high-profile way in front of him and who is involuntarily sincere in front of him.

Although he had a high fever because of his current appearance in the afternoon, seeing two tears flowing from his eyes uncontrollably, a strange idea began to appear in Chuhe's heart.

That's what he just said, and it should be true.

But how is it possible?

Dangwu's hand was still shaking Chuhe's fingers vigorously.

"Give me my photos and paintings, I want to see..."

Chu He squinted his eyes, and squeezed Dang Wu's hot fingers, "Okay, where are those photos and paintings, I'll help you get them."

Dang Wu's bright face was blushing due to the high fever at this time, and the longing for Chunyi and the others and the child for many days made him completely relax in his dizzy thoughts.

"It's in the bag, it's in the bag I'm carrying, give it to me quickly!"

Although he was confused and his speech was a bit out of line, when Chuhe asked him where those precious photos were, he immediately answered in the afternoon.

That's right, the portrait of Chunyi holding the little gourd, as well as the family portrait of himself, Chu Tiankuo, and his son's family of three have been treasured by Dang Wu all the time.

As long as there is no one around, he would secretly take out the photos and portraits from his bag, caress them, and look carefully at the people in the paintings.

Chuhe turned his head and glanced at Dang Wu's backpack on the sofa, thought for a while, let go of Dang Wu's hand gently, and finally stood up and walked over.

For some reason, when he opened the zipper of his backpack, he found his heart beating violently.

There are a lot of things in the backpack, and it is a bit messy, which fits the persona in his heart that afternoon.

Chuhe turned over and over again, except for some small things, keys, and various useful cards, he didn't see the photos and portraits in Dangwu's mouth.

Could it be that this is really just nonsense after he had a fever?

At the bottom of the bag was a book of manga paper clipped with a clip. Chu He flipped through two pages, and it was supposed to be a draft of graffiti in his spare time that afternoon.

Inexplicably, he became interested in these drawings, so he picked up the portfolio and looked through them from beginning to end.

Based on Chuhe's understanding and secret love for Dang Wu, he knew that these paintings were different from the seven books he had published before, and looked like drafts of a new book.

It's just that these comics don't seem to be the usual big meat style in the afternoon, but very fresh and warm.

The protagonists on the screen seem to be two men, but their faces are similar to those in the previous comics, with shadows of themselves and Dang Wu.

In addition to these two grown men, there are also seven cute children in the comics, who exist in the lives of the two male protagonists from beginning to end, and occupy an extremely important space.

Moreover, these children each have their own characteristics, some are like a bald little monk, some are ruffian, like a little bandit all over the body, and what is more interesting, one of the children has a square head, a square face and a square body, which looks like As cute and cute as a robot doll.

Chu He seemed to be attracted by these mind-blowing comics, flipped through them quickly, and soon reached the back of the portfolio.

The last two pages of the portfolio are completely different from the previous comics, or rather, they are not comics, but a portrait of a character and an old-fashioned photo.

Chuhe found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.