Jing Sui

It has been less than half a month since he came here, and Ling Qin has already fumbled about the affairs of the base.Although he was not familiar with it at the beginning, there were some omissions, but fortunately, they are all trivial matters, and it is enough to learn from it and never commit another crime. His efforts are still appreciated by everyone.

Get up very early every day to go to the base with Cheng Yan, go home with Cheng Yan at noon to help Aunt Xu deliver lunch, and wait until the helper’s film crew closes their jobs at night, or if someone is lucky, someone remembers that there is a waiter here. He said he could go home after work.

In the first few days, he didn't quite get used to it. Ling Qin, who had never sat on a hot bench, was constantly ordered to and fro, going in and out, so busy that he couldn't bear it.

But when I think about it, Cheng Yan is even more difficult. Many scenes need to be watched over and over again, which is very tiring even if it is boring; every time I go home from a play, I must have a bruised nose and a swollen face. Ji Ye never speaks; not to mention that when it comes to catching up with the night scene, even if it is just acting as the background, he has to spend time with the whole group.

In fact, Ling Qin had secretly waited for him a few times at night, thinking that if he hadn't eaten and was hungry, someone would help warm up the meal.

——Or there were a few times when I thought about pinching his shoulders and kicking his legs awkwardly.

After all, without Cheng Yan, I don't know where his little life will be explained now.

People always want to repay their kindness.

It's just that Ling Qin, who was also tired and paralyzed, often couldn't hold on until midnight, and fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up from the cloth sofa the next day, he was always covered with the quilt on his own bed, and was tightly tucked in by the corners. , A night of sweetness.

He wanted to help but instead became the one to be taken care of. Even Ling Qin, who was woken up by Cheng Yan in the morning, secretly blushed when he carried the quilt back to the house, and never did such a stupid thing again.

Ling Qin, who received his first month's salary, was going to sell scraps, but accidentally brought back a big brother from there. He excitedly showed it to his aunt and Cheng Yan, and then said that his home was the first in the village to install a landline phone. The group of people who are in the same group, but they can't dial the number they know so well when they pick up the mobile phone.

"I haven't made a real person yet, and now the 400 yuan salary has been sent out dozens of times. My father will definitely scold him if he finds out."

"But if you don't make a phone call to report safety, the old man will be in a hurry."

"Then... I'd better write a letter and send it back."

It was early morning when Cheng Yan returned home that night, so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open. When he passed Ling Qin's room, he suddenly felt a burst of light on his eyelids, and he became more awake in a trance.

The door was not closed tightly, and when it was pushed open a little bit, the figure was lying on the table, with his arms tightly hugged.

Walking in lightly, I found that I fell asleep again, with my forehead resting on my arm, and a few pieces of letter paper under it.Still holding the pen in his right hand, a little ink dripped from the tip of the pen and formed a drop on the table.

Cheng Yan wanted to put a thick coat on him, but how could he sleep peacefully like this?

So he gently took out the pen from Ling Qin's hand, put the cap back on, passed one hand under his legs, and supported his thin back with the other, ready to put him on the bed to sleep.

"Hmm..." Ling Qin muttered suddenly when he was picked up, causing Cheng Yan to froze in place immediately in fright.

After a while, it was estimated that he should have fallen into a deep sleep, but at this time the person in his arms quietly opened his clear eyes.

"When did you wake up?" Cheng Yan's and Ling Qin's voices are usually soft and rustling at first glance, but there is a big difference when they lower their voices and lower their voices—Ling Qin's voice is still soft and sticky , Cheng Yan's is like the sound of a sandalwood paperweight being closed, crisp and mellow, and has a certain taste.At this time, the latter lowered his head to look at Ling Qin's bright eyes exposed between the broken hair on his forehead, and asked in such a warm voice.

"When you came in." As he spoke, Ling Qin pursed his lower lip timidly, but his eyes were still looking at Cheng Yan's face solemnly.

"Then pretending to be asleep?" Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I'm crying. I'm afraid I'll be laughed at by you." Taking a closer look, his nose was indeed still red.

"Then why aren't you afraid now?"

"I want to see you..." As soon as these words came out, even Ling Qin couldn't help feeling reckless.

People grow up step by step, and Ling Qin, who is half-grown, is just in a very delicate stage at this time - ever since he had a relationship with the driver, he has learned that not only can he like girls, but since he met When it came to Cheng Yan, it was more like the second "first love", secretly aware that he seemed to really like a boy.But at the same time, he is still in a state of being ignorant of the ways of the world, he is half-toned, he speaks out in a hurry when he has an impulse, he doesn't know, and never considers various rules and regulations, and the rules of light and dark, and he always makes people scold and sigh— ——He is a person who dares to love, dare to hate, and is extremely stupid.

"..." On the other hand, Cheng Yan didn't know how to answer this time - to be precise, he was stunned.

Cheng Yan couldn't figure out what he meant when he said this, was he simply sympathizing with his tiredness, or was he implying something like he thought?

It's not that no girl has ever said such ambiguous words to him, it's just that he has devoted himself to acting and has never considered the love of his children, nor has he had any romantic experience, so he is not good at eloquence and does not know how to convey his words with a clever tongue. ——What's more, it's from Ling Qin's mouth now.From the mouth of a boy.

Cheng Yan didn't respond, and Ling Qin showed no sign of saying anything further.On the latter's handsome face, a pair of narrow pupils shone with light, as if he was full of thoughts, but he didn't know how to express them.

"Go to sleep." Cheng Yan closed his eyelids, as if he couldn't bear to watch any longer.He gently put the person on the bed and turned around to go out, without even looking at the door when he closed the door.

Ling Qin squeezed the corner of the quilt and stared blankly at the tightly closed door, his chest heaved up and down as if startled, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.