Chef God who doesn't want to be an actor is not a good idol

When Du Ruo woke up, his vision was pitch black.

There were bursts of pain in his head, and Du Ruo couldn't help letting out a "hiss" from his throat.

Du Ruo moved a little, and stretched out his hand from the quilt to touch the soft quilt. The strange touch made Du Ruo wake up instantly.He sat up suddenly from the bed, and looked at the room through the faint light that leaked into the room through the cracks in the curtains.

Looking from Du Ruo's direction, the opposite side of the bed is the sofa, which is about dark blue. At the end of the light extension, there is a narrow corridor with doors leading to unknown rooms on both sides.Beyond that, there was an indistinguishable darkness.

Well, he wasn't impressed at all.

When Du Ruo was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a sudden sound of fabric rubbing against the sofa opposite, and a black figure arched up from the sofa and landed on the ground with one foot.

Du Ruo's feet that had just protruded a little outside the bed instantly retracted, and the muscles in his arms tensed instantly. At the same time, he clenched his fists and watched the black shadow without blinking, always on guard against the shadow's movements.

The figure on the sofa seemed to be aware of Du Ruo's vigilance, and immediately stopped all movements.

"woke up?"

The moment the familiar voice sounded, Du Ruo immediately let go of her clenched fist.

It's Wen Qi.

"Ah."

Wen Qi walked towards the switch, Du Ruo's gaze followed him, "Why are you here?"

With a "click", Wen Qi raised his head and turned on the lamp beside Du Ruo's bed.

Du Ruo only noticed the bruise at the corner of Wen Qi's mouth at this time, "What happened to the corner of your mouth?"

Wen Qi lowered his eyes, concealing the magnificence in his eyes, he looked at Du Ruo who seemed to really not remember anything, he was relieved whether it was regret or joy, "It's nothing."

The drunken headache hit again, Du Ruo couldn't help but gritted his teeth and frowned.

"You wait for a while."

Wen Qi left in a hurry, and when Du Ruo sat by the bed, Wen Qi came back with a glass of water.

"Drink."

"Ah."

Du Ruo lowered his head to drink the water, and the faint sweetness of honey diluted in the water spread in his mouth, and the warm water soothed the dry throat that was protesting.

Wen Qi watched as Du Ruo's eyebrows slowly opened, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "I called for early service, and it should be delivered right away. You go wash up first?"

Du Ruo didn't refuse, but agreed.

After drinking the honey water in the cup, Du Ruo put the white porcelain cup on the bedside table and found the bathroom.

Du Ruo washed his face with warm water, then took a white towel from the hotel and wiped the water droplets on his face, only then did he see his current appearance in the mirror.

Except for the messy hair, the clothes on his body are a little wrinkled, and there is a faint smell of alcohol, and the cartoon cat head on the white sweater looks a bit stupid, there is nothing strange about it.

Du Ruo scratched his hair in front of the camera, and his short-circuited brain restarted.

Um?Cartoon cat head?

Du Ruo's hand that was holding his hair suddenly exerted force, and the pain from his scalp made him grin his teeth, but he couldn't resist the instantly ruptured nerve cord.

Even if Du Ruo had no memory of how he got out of the restaurant last night, how he came to the hotel, how he met Wen Qi, and how he developed to what he saw when he woke up this morning.

But at least he can be sure that what he wore at the finale banquet yesterday was a shirt.

Du Ruo lowered his head, and his eyes paused for two seconds on the grinning white cat's head on the sweater. His brain had automatically selected the only person who could help him change his clothes.

Du Ruo raised her head again, and silently decided to hide this matter as an unspeakable secret.

Anyway, it's not a big deal, it's just that the boy changed the clothes for the boy.

Du Ruo comforted herself silently in her heart.

If you ignore his pink ears, this sentence may be more convincing.

Until the doorbell rang, and Du Ruo came out of the bathroom, she had already recovered her usual calmness.At least on the surface, there is no clue.

When Du Ruo walked to the dining table, the dishes and chopsticks were already set. In the middle was a large bowl of hand-rolled noodles with thoroughly cooked vegetables. There was also a fruit platter and a row of seasonings on the side.

Wen Qi has already picked up a bowl of noodles with his serving chopsticks and is pouring soup into the noodles.When Du Ruo was about to reach for the bowl, a bowl of noodles had already been pushed in front of him by a pair of knuckle-boned hands.

"You were drunk yesterday, and you need to eat something easy to digest this morning. The hotel said that their hand-rolled noodles are more suitable. You should try it first, and if it doesn't work, you can change it to something else..."

Du Ruo listened to this long babble, under the warm yellow light, the white mist from the hand-rolled noodles made the eyebrows and eyes of the person on the other side of the table a lot gentler.

Du Ruo pulled away the chair, and a smile escaped from the corner of her mouth inadvertently.

Although the overcooked hand-rolled noodles lost a little bit of strength, it was the best comfort to the stomach that was constantly protesting.

"Did you bring me to the hotel yesterday?" After eating a bowl of noodles, the headache also eased a lot with the passage of time, so Du Ruo remembered to ask about it.

Wen Qi: "Yes."

Du Ruo: "Haven't you already joined the crew?"

Wen Qi: "It doesn't matter if I don't have any part in the scene these days."

Du Ruo: "Did you come last night?"

Wen Qi: "Yes."

Du Ruo watched Wen Qi finish the bowl of noodles slowly, without showing any uncomfortable expression, so he was relieved without even noticing, and reached out to fill the second bowl.

In the following time, the two only briefly chatted about some things in the crew recently.

Whether it was Wen Qi or Du Ruo, they both chose some easy things. Du Ruo didn't mention the illegitimate attack he suffered yesterday, and Wen Qi didn't talk about the tricks he encountered in the process of winning this role.

After dinner, Du Ruo first sent messages to his manager and assistant respectively, and after asking Wen Qi, he booked the nearest plane ticket to go back together.

But even the latest flight will leave until this evening, with a whole afternoon in between.

It is rare to have a free time with no schedule and no interruptions from outsiders. It is also rare for Du Ruo to let himself be lazy for a while, leaning on the sofa and killing time with TV.

Wen Qi sat at the other end of the sofa, occasionally raising his hand to hold the fruit plate in front of Du Ruo, so that he could get the fruit without changing his posture.

Every time the fruit was placed under the eyelids, Du Ruo only forked a few pieces that didn't need to spit out the skin and seeds, and chewed, and turned his eyes back to the TV.

Wen Qi looks like he is watching TV, but his eyes can't help but drift to the side, and he can even raise the corners of his mouth after biting a sour hawthorn.

He hadn't watched an episode of the TV series that Du Ruo happened to tune into before today, but a sudden slap at the beginning stopped Du Ruo from changing the channel.

After watching an episode in a daze like this, Du Ruo didn't understand anything, and Wen Qi didn't see anything.

But these two also worked together to contribute their own ratings to the family ethics TV series.

It is indeed the highlight moment of the family ethics drama.

At the end of an episode and the time for commercials, Du Ruo had just raised his legs and changed his posture when his cell phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

Du Ruo picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Wen Qi noticed that Du Ruo's expression suddenly sank, and he also vaguely realized something.

Du Ruo threw the phone on the sofa and lowered her head expressionlessly.

Wen Qi held the phone further away without saying a word, he opened his mouth, saw Du Ruo's expression, the words came to his lips, but felt that the words were dry after all, so he could only raise his hand and pat Du Ruo's shoulder.

Du Ruo pursed her lips, and smiled at Wen Qi as if nothing had happened. After lowering her head, her expression suddenly became dark.

The ringing of the mobile phone continued. After the first time it failed to get through, it rang again for the second time, and the third time...

Even though the hotel room was empty, Du Ruo only felt suffocated.

Until the end of the long commercial time, the phone ringtone is still persistently ringing.

Du Ruo turned off the TV at once, jumped up from the sofa, picked up the call, and pressed the recording button at the same time.

A hand stretched out from the side, Wen Qi ignored Du Ruo's obstruction, and clicked on the release.

"Hello, is this Du Ruo?"

The strange but excited voice rang out, confirming the common conjecture of Du Ruo and Wen Qi, Du Ruo's heart sank instantly.

The voice on the other side continued.

"Du Ruo, I know it's you. Why didn't you borrow the phone? I've called so many times before. Next time I have to answer it right away. I've been waiting really hard..."

She seemed to want to continue talking, but Du Ruo no longer had such a mood, and directly interrupted the other party, "How did you know my phone number?"

The person opposite: "Ah? It's just... don't worry about how I know, anyway, I have your phone number now..."

Du Ruo: "So, let me ask you how did you know my phone number?"

No matter how vague the other person was, Du Ruo just kept a calm face and repeated this question.

The person opposite: "Oh, that's right, I know it from a place that everyone knows..."

Du Ruo: "Which place is the place that everyone knows? Why don't I know?"

The person opposite seemed to be in a hurry, "A place that everyone knows is a place that everyone knows, and many people know it."

Du Ruo: "Then why did you call?"

The person opposite: "Of course it's because I like you!"

Du Ruo: "Then do you think I like you?"

The person opposite: "You should like me."

Hearing the straightforward answer of the person opposite, Du Ruo was absurdly amused for a moment.

"Since according to what you said, I should like you, why go to a place where everyone knows to find my phone number? Shouldn't I take the initiative to give the phone number to the person I like?"

"ah!"

The other party was at a loss for words, Wen Qi patted Du Ruo's back lightly, held his trembling wrist with his left hand, comforting him silently.

"Don't call me again, you know?"

Du Ruo said the last sentence.

"do not want!"

But the answer is still disappointing.

Wen Qi watched Du Ruo's faint self-mockery, and took the phone from his hand, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and ended the recording.

After finishing all this, Wen Qi put the phone back in Du Ruo's hand, looked at the astonishment in his eyes, and pretended to be distressed.

"Ah, now I probably have to think about how to do public relations."

The possible reactions of that illegitimate student flashed through Du Ruo's mind, but none of them could compare to the inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

Wen Qi watched the expression change on Du Ruo's face, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Are you cool?"

Du Ruo pursed her lips, but the corners of her mouth could not stop rising.

"Cool!"