alternate performance

Every Spring Festival is the time when Gu Congran stays in Gu Zhai the longest, and he and his family meet different guests, relatives or friends for three consecutive days from morning to night.Gu Cunkai was the most impatient, seeing off the last group of customers on the third night of junior high school, he slumped on the sofa lazily biting off the beer cap with his teeth: "Tomorrow I want to sleep late, Mom, don't wake me up."

The room was warm, and Wei Fangling took off the shawl that was put on her shoulders when she sent the guests out of the courtyard gate: "From nine o'clock at the latest, didn't your brother buy you level [-] materials, let him supervise you to do it."

Gu Congran hurriedly said: "I won't accompany you, I have to go back to the company tomorrow, I have something to deal with."

Gu Cunkai immediately got excited: "Brother, did you get Xue Jintong's signature for me?"

"Did I promise to help you?" Gu Congran took the beer from his younger brother's hand, "I've never seen you so active in doing the test questions."

Gu Cunkai fell on Wei Fangling and complained to his mother: "Look, beautiful mother, brother can't even satisfy me with this small request, how can I have the motivation to do the questions."

Wei Fangling didn't like this one: "Well, there is a way to get the best of both worlds. After you finish five sets of papers, your brother will get you an autograph; after finishing ten sets, he will get you a cat or dog sign..."

"That's called to sign!" Gu Cunkai said.

"Don't care about black rabbits and white rabbits, if you can do the paper, your brother can get you any kind of rabbit." Wei Fangling was arrogant.

"Success! I'll do it now." Gu Cunkai jumped up, grabbed two packs of snacks and rushed upstairs, rushed to the second floor and poked his head out, "Brother, you mean what you say!"

"Forget it." Gu Congran said.

Huobao went to study, Wei Fangling meandered to the kitchen to let the nanny make bird's nest to eat, Gu Congran naturally wouldn't go to discuss ancient culture with Gu Shenli who was reading calligraphy and painting in the side hall, so he also went upstairs, hugged the computer and nestled in the On the cushioned bay window.

For Chinese New Year, who wants to deal with unimportant work, Gu Congran just opened a computer to pretend, facing the screen but didn't want to open a folder.

The cell phone lying on the cushion vibrated slightly. Gu Congran withdrew his left hand from the computer keyboard, touched the cell phone and held it up to his eyes. After seeing the irrelevant spam text messages, his heart sank, which was caused by disappointment.

Since leaving without saying goodbye on New Year's Eve, Gu Congran has been looking forward to Xu Shenhe's call, wondering what he would think when he saw the gifts and notes on the table, and also wanting to know how he has been these few days through his personal narrative.

But the reality always runs counter to him, Xu Chenhe never came to him once.

When immersed in reciting lines, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone will always break the state of entering the play that was created with great difficulty. Xu Chenhe made a mark after the line that was drawn, turned his head and picked up the phone to connect: "Mr. Gu."

"Remember me, why didn't you look for me?" Gu Congran asked.

After turning a page in the script, Xu Chenhe replied rationally: "I'm busy these days."

"Are you busy now?" Gu Congran asked eagerly, always feeling that the other party's tone of alienation would hang up the next second.

Xu Chenhe was not as rude as Gu Congran thought, he stuck the three-color pen in the middle of the book, closed the script and put it next to his lap: "Not busy."

They couldn't see each other face to face, but Gu Congran was able to analyze the other party's indifference from Xu Chenhe's short sentences.

"Today's scenes are tiring?" Gu Congran speculated.

Xu Chenhe pushed away the quilt stacked on his legs, bent his legs, and his nightgown slid down to his thighs. He kneaded his sore and limp calves after running around all day: "I don't have a role to play today, so I flew to City G early in the morning to participate The press conference for lullaby perfume."

Gu Congran didn't know anything about Xu Chenhe's recent itinerary. At this time, he opened Weibo with his computer slowly, and the headline advertisement recommendation was impressively the release of Lullaby's new product endorsed by Xu Chenhe. There are few commercials.

Before the video was clicked, Gu Congran felt his chest throbbing. Adhering to the principle that good things are suitable for quiet and alone appreciation, he put the computer aside and chatted intently with Xu Chenhe: "Is the press conference going well? Are the fans enthusiastic? Are you staying in City G tonight? The weather over there is quite hot, you said before that you prefer the cool night breeze to the heavy snow..."

"Yeah." Xu Chenhe rested his chin on his knees.He is afraid of the cold, so he is afraid of the snowy winter, and prefers to listen to the noisy cicadas in the hot air in the summer evening and scrape off a box of chocolate-flavored ice cream.

But he never told Gu Congran.

"The press conference went smoothly, and the fans were enthusiastic. It was the first time I experienced being rushed to take a photo with me. There was a fragrance blending session at the press conference. I made a cool perfume according to your scent, and I will bring it to you when we meet later. You. Besides... I'm not in G city anymore, because I have accumulated a lot of scenes tomorrow, so it's inconvenient to stay in G city for a long time, so I'll be back at eight o'clock in the evening." Xu Chenhe took the fruity lotion on the bedside, squeezed a lump on his calf, Rubbing along the direction, "Mr. Gu, if there is nothing else, shall we talk next time?"

Even though there were a lot of questions, Xu Chenhe answered comprehensively on the phone, and Gu Congran couldn't react to the turning point in the other party's last sentence for a while.He didn't want to end the call just like that, so he hurriedly stopped Xu Chenhe: "There is more."

"Mr. Gu, tell me." Xu Chenhe sighed.

Gu Congran casually picked up an insignificant matter: "My younger brother said he wanted Xue Jintong's autograph. If it's convenient for you, please help him realize his wish?"

"No trouble." Xu Chenhe smiled, "I'll give you the autograph after I'm finished, or you can send it by express delivery, depending on your convenience."

"It's convenient for me to come to see you." Gu Congran said without thinking.

There was an eerie silence on the phone, and even his slow breathing became extraordinarily clear.

Xu Chenhe also rubbed his legs and applied body lotion. There was nothing to distract him at the moment, so he could only reply stammeringly: "Didn't you... just visit the class?"

"But I still want to see you." Gu Congran confirmed his answer.

Xu Chenhe chuckled, and didn't know why he was blindly forbearing: "Okay."

The other party's laughter pierced into the ear canal like a fine wind, and Gu Congran felt that his entire auditory system was fascinated by Xu Chenhe: "Have you seen the gift I put on the table?"

The box of strange-flavored candies was on the shelf beside the bed. Xu Chenhe took it down and held it up to the microphone and shook it, making a crisp sound of "rustle": "I see, thank you Mr. Gu. I only ate two flavors of candies. Roasted marshmallows and cut grass, I haven't tasted anything else."

"The smell of mowing grass?" Gu Congran was puzzled.

"It's similar to the fresh scent of grass, which can often be smelled during physical education classes on the school playground." Xu Chenhe said.

Gu Congran hadn't noticed that smell before, but in the spring and summer, the gardener was hired to take care of the courtyard at home. I don't know if the smell of mowing grass he smelled is the same as the playground smell that Xu Chenhe described.

"What about the ferret?" Gu Congran asked.

Xu Chenhe yawned: "The ferret is very cute, I hung it on my bag, I hope it won't fall down."

Gu Congran knew that Xu Chenhe was sleepy, but he still wanted to hear the other party's voice: "What about you?"

"Me?" Xu Chenhe shrank into the bed, "I'm not cute."

The string hanging in his mind was tense, Gu Congran wanted to hear a definite answer: "Huahua, I mean, have you thought about me in these years when we haven't seen each other?"

The chandelier on the ceiling was bright and dazzling, and thousands of halos seemed to drag Xu Chenhe into a dream of nothingness: "Well, I thought about it."

After saying goodnight to each other, Xu Chenhe was in a daze for a long time, thinking about feelings that did not belong to him, things that he seemed to have felt but had never experienced before.Unable to read the script anymore, he grabbed his phone again and switched to the Weibo page to refresh.

In the past few days, he has been browsing Weibo very frequently, ignoring his own advertising clips on the hot search, and the private message area where a lot of news has obviously increased. The group photo of having breakfast together after the big night.

Fortunately, Liang Sui probably had no intention of sharing that photo at all.

There are more and more scenes where the two groups of actors meet and shoot, and the exchanges between the scenes and the scenes make them more familiar with each other.After taking a break, Xu Chenhe finally had time to ask Xue Jintong for his autograph. He used a newly bought book with a magnetic button, and the inside pages were beautiful watercolor illustrations.

"Who did you sign it for?" Xue Jintong was quite interested.

"President Gu's younger brother." Xu Chenhe said.

"Oh~" Xue Jintong dragged his voice, "What's your brother's name, I'll give you a lottery."

Xu Chenhe didn't understand what the to sign was, so he quickly typed on his mobile phone to look it up, and realized that he didn't know Gu Congran's brother's name.

"You write about Gu Xiaojun, boys nowadays like to hear girls praise themselves for being handsome." Xu Chenhe suggested.

Xue Jintong bent over with a smile, and asked while writing: "What about you, Mr. Jiang, do you also like others to praise you for being handsome?"

Xu Chenhe didn't think about it: "That's not true, I hope to hear others praise my acting skills."

This will prove that he can play Jiang Hua well.

Xue Jintong wrote and drew in his notebook, and he was able to multitask while chatting with Xu Chenhe: "Mr. Jiang, you are too modest. In fact, you are handsome and have good acting skills. According to me..."

"Huh?" Xu Chenhe raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.

"I told you, don't be angry," Xue Jintong moved her head closer and lowered her voice, "Mr. Jiang, in fact, your figure and face are superb, and you can completely overwhelm many actresses by appearing in women's clothing."

With a light cough, the two quickly opened a safe distance, Xu Chenhe blushed at Xue Jintong's words, and still had an expression of disbelief when he turned to the direction of the sound.

The trees behind the building were densely shaded, and Gu Congran was standing three or four meters away. I don't know if it was because of his cool-toned outfit, but his face was not very good.

"Ah, your boss Gu is here to visit the class." Xue Jintong pretended to be panicked, and then shook the notebook in his hand, "I'll go to the RV to write, and I'll leave it to you when I'm done."

After speaking, he put on his padded jacket and a hat with a circle of fluff, and ran briskly, leaving room for the two to get along with each other wisely.

I haven't seen each other for many days, and just relying on the phone call for less than half an hour a day, it seems that it is not as good as the intimate touch of the other person's eyebrows and lips that can be described in person.

Gu Congran hugged Xu Chenhe impatiently and got into the caravan. He felt procrastinated when he entered the bedroom, so he directly pressed Xu Chenhe on the sofa, pinched his chin to fix his movements, and kissed him.

Xu Chenhe's mouth smelled of mints, and Gu Congran greedily sucked the sweetness that was about to disappear while hooking the tip of the other's dodging tongue, completely ignoring who would pass by the window and who would be spying in the dark.Gu Congran couldn't get used to the look of pain under the half-down eyelashes that were so close to each other. He grabbed the back of Xu Chenhe's head and pulled his soft hair with five fingers.

"It hurts..." An incomprehensible word leaked from between his lips and teeth, Xu Chenhe raised his eyebrows, and the pain in his eyes was superimposed with endless sorrow.The hand pulling the hair at the back of his head suddenly loosened, but the scalp connected to the root of the hair densely staged the pain of needle pricks. Xu Chenhe was trembling all over, as uncomfortable as falling into a glacier: "Mr. Gu." He was in pain, "Do you have to let me bear this?"

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See you tomorrow?