Years of Intoxication

After driving for more than an hour, we finally arrived at Dasheng Cinema.

This is the first time he has come to this filming base known as "Hengdian in the south and Dasheng in the north". The scale is really amazing, and it seems to have become a famous tourist attraction in the capital. There are at least two or three movies here every day. The filming attracted many tourists.

He Gu parked the car and called Xiaosong. Xiaosong's voice sounded like he was crazy busy, and asked He Gu to wait for him.

This wait is half an hour.

Watching batches of tourists line up to enter, there are many fans from all walks of life, wearing uniform clothes, holding various support items.

So young, He Gu thought to himself.

At this time, Xiao Song finally came, he was sweating profusely, he was very embarrassed to see He Gu, and apologized repeatedly: "Brother He Gu, this is a work card, you can drive the car in."

"I won't go in, you can give him your phone."

"Ah, you're not going in? Brother Han is shooting an advertisement, don't you want to see it?"

"It's nothing to look at. I'm a layman and I went to affect your work."

"No, it's actually quite fun, go and have a look."

He Gu felt a little strange, why did Xiao Song insist on letting him watch it?

Xiao Song also realized that he was a little too polite, he said awkwardly: "Have you had a fight with Brother Han? Brother Han is in a bad mood today, why don't you go in and coax him, otherwise... our work will not be easy ..."

"I don't know how to coax people." He Gu said honestly: "And we didn't quarrel." How could he quarrel with Song Juhan, a few words is already his limit.

Xiao Song sighed in disappointment: "Then drive carefully."

"Well, it's hard work." He Gu patted him on the shoulder, turned around and got into the car.

In fact, he wanted to see Song Juhan very much, but he knew that now was not the time. Meeting Song Juhan when he was busy and in a bad mood would probably be more troublesome. It would be better to wait for Song Juhan to calm down, and he would probably come to him.

Not long after the car drove out, his phone rang, and it was Xiaosong calling. As soon as he got through, Xiaosong lowered his voice and said in embarrassment: "Brother He Gu, Brother Han is angry, I want you to come back."

"Are you angry?" He Gu really didn't understand Song Juhan's logic, so he said helplessly, "Okay."

He turned around in front of him, but at this time, it was the rush hour for commuting, and there was a big traffic jam, and the car moved quickly. Ten minutes later, Xiaosong called to urge, and 10 minutes later, he called again, and the voice was almost crying.

He Gu was also in a hurry, but he couldn't fly over.

After walking for more than half an hour for a distance of seven or eight kilometers, I finally drove back to the studio.Xiao Song was waiting for him at the door, and when he saw him, it was like seeing a savior, and he rushed into his car as if afraid of his repentance: "Brother, drive in, I will show you the way."

After seeing the work card, the security guard let them go, and the two entered the studio along a road that was completely different from that of the tourists.

He Gu glanced at the panting Xiaosong, and comforted him, "Don't worry, Ju Han has that temper, what's wrong with him?"

Xiao Song cried and said: "I don't know, brother Han often loses his temper for no reason, this time I don't know why, I said you gave the phone to someone and left, and he got angry."

He couldn't figure out why, anyway, it must not be because Song Juhan wanted to see him so much.

The car drove to a Republic of China style street, the two got out of the car, and Xiaosong took him to a mansion where filming was taking place.

Walking to the lounge, Xiao Song knocked carefully: "Brother Han, Brother He Gu is here."

"Yeah." A cold voice came from the living room.

Pushing open the door, he saw Song Juhan wearing the uniform of a major general of the national army, standing in front of the mirror, asking the stylist to adjust his belt.In order to pursue the effect of showing the figure, the clothes were deliberately made a little tight, wrapped around Song Juhan's body, every inch of curve was as perfect as if carved out by God.Song Juhan's mother is a world-renowned German mixed-race supermodel, with a net height of 178cm. Song Juhan is ten centimeters taller than her, and his legs are so long. His appearance and figure have inherited all the advantages of his parents. There are such in the world. Some people are blessed.

Song Juhan turned his face, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which complemented the high browbones, making his facial features extraordinarily deep. His hair was all combed back, exposing his smooth forehead, which further highlighted his tall nose bridge and knife-shaved forehead. The general face shape gives people a rigorous and mysterious tension that may explode at any time.

"Ju Han." He Gu nodded at him.

Song Juhan said: "Everyone go out, I will rest for a while."

Hearing this, the stylist and make-up artist all went out, and Xiao Song also retreated. He Gu hesitated for a moment, and as soon as he lifted his foot, Song Juhan glared at him: "You stay."

He Gu closed the door and walked to him: "What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

Song Juhan took off his glasses and threw them aside: "Xiao Song asked you to come in, why didn't you come in?" Song Juhan didn't like wearing glasses because his eyelashes were too long.

"I'm afraid it will affect your work."

"Fart." Song Juhan squeezed his chin: "You want to avoid me?"

"What am I doing hiding from you?"

Song Juhan laughed: "Isn't it because I mentioned Feng Zheng? You still seem to care about him."

"We haven't been in touch for so many years, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Then why are you so abnormal for him?"

He Gu thought for a while: "I don't think I'm abnormal."

Song Juhan raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking against me?"

He Gu sighed: "Ji Han, what do you want?"

"Don't fucking talk to me like that, as if I'm making trouble for no reason." Song Juhan pushed Hegu away, almost pushing him to the ground.

He Gu straightened his clothes, sat beside him, and looked at him quietly.He doesn't know how to comfort people, he just understands Song Juhan, no matter what the reason for the fire in Song Juhan's heart, as long as he doesn't vent it, it will definitely make everyone feel uneasy.

Song Juhan was silent for a while, then kicked the tea table away suddenly, and growled at He Gu: "You are a fucking dead person, you can't say a few nice words, you can't smile, I'll spend money to find a duck They are more knowledgeable and interesting than you, what do you want!"

He Gu's heart throbbed, and his lips trembled slightly. The more Song Juhan was like this, the more he didn't know what to do, so he could only continue to remain silent.

Song Juhan was so angry that he dropped several things.

He Gu hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "Ji Han, I was wrong, don't be angry." Although he didn't know where he was wrong.

Song Ju coldly looked at him for a while, and said, "Take off your pants."

He Gu looked at him in surprise.This is just a lounge, it's full of people outside...

"Take off, since you can't even coax people, at least you have to learn how to calm people down."

He Gu hesitated: "You lock the door."

Song Juhan locked the door smoothly and looked at him with his arms crossed.

He Gu took off his pants expressionlessly.

Song Juhan strode up and pressed He Gu on the sofa with his back facing him, as if he was worried about wrinkling his clothes, he just pulled down the zipper and went on a rampage regardless.

While bumping into each other, Song Juhan said in a dirty manner: "It's a pity that you didn't do it with Feng Zheng back then, there wasn't even a comparison, otherwise I could let you know that I even have better skills in bed than him good."

He Gu gritted his teeth, not daring to make a sound.His forehead was covered with sweat, and his eye circles were bloodshot. He could bear the pain and discomfort, but the shame and humiliation were particularly tormenting his heart.He convinced himself in his heart, don't worry about it, what he wants is Song Juhan's company, so he has to pay the same price, which is fair.

Probably because of this realization, Song Juhan never broke up with him.

Song Juhan's needs in this area are much greater than ordinary people, especially when he is in a bad mood or under great pressure. He cannot smoke, drink, drive cars and travel. Exercise and make love.But he does not have promiscuity, one is that he is dirty, the other is that he does not want to be used, and the third is that his every move is watched by others. He has not been in a formal relationship for many years in the circle, but he has a few regular bed partners. He Gu is the one who spends the longest time with him.

Speaking of which, if there was no Feng Zheng, Song Juhan's competitive spirit would not have been aroused, and he would have to be acquired. After so many years, Song Juhan's arrogant and aggressive personality, which is always vengeful, has not changed at all.

After Song Juhan finished venting, he wiped his clothes with a paper towel and adjusted his clothes.He Gu's legs were weak, and he was paralyzed on the sofa and couldn't move for a long time.

Seeing He Gu's embarrassed look, Song Juhan seemed to be in a better mood, pinched He Gu's face, and showed a malicious smile: "Does it make you feel good?"

He Gu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him, but didn't speak.

"What about you?"

"Cool." He Gu said softly.

"So cute." Song Juhan leaned down and kissed He Gu's lips very tenderly, but the words he said were like the words of a devil: "I'm also very happy, everyone I've ever fucked is younger and more beautiful than you, but no A few of you are ecstasy here, and you are considered to be very talented."

He Gu closed his eyes and tried to get up, but he couldn't make any effort from the waist down.

Song Juhan pulled up his trousers and slapped him on the buttocks: "Wait for me here, I will take you to eat delicious food tonight." Song Juhan walked to the mirror, straightened his clothes, and hummed euphemistically from his throat tune, then turned and opened the door and left.

He Gu leaned on the sofa, zipped up the zipper with his fingers feebly, and tied his belt. It took him several breaths to complete such a simple action.

He looked at the ceiling in a daze, his heart was empty, and his mind was also empty.

He knew he was quite cheap, but being cheap didn't bother others, he was just happy.And he won't be cheap for a few years, he's almost thirty, he wants to enjoy every minute and every second with Song Juhan before Song Juhan gets bored, and accumulate more memories, a lifetime is only a few dozen short In [-], he didn't care how other people lived or what others thought, anyway, he would not violate his will for any dignity.

He likes Song Juhan, so he likes it.

He waited for a long time, and his weak legs got better. He went to the bathroom to clean up, and then waited quietly for Song Juhan in the lounge.From yesterday to today, he was so exhausted that he fell asleep on the sofa while waiting.

After an unknown amount of time, someone opened the door and came in. He Gu woke up with a start, his mind was buzzing, and he looked at Xiao Song in a daze.

"Brother He Gu, why are you still here?" Xiao Song looked at him in surprise.

"Ji Han asked me to wait for him."

Xiao Song said embarrassingly: "Brother Han left long ago, went to dinner with the crew, I stayed to pack things."

He Gu closed his eyes and said wearily, "Well, then I'll go back."

"Brother He Gu." Xiao Song couldn't bear it: "Brother Han is too busy this afternoon, so... forget about it, let me treat you to dinner."

"No, you can go back and rest early."

"Brother He Gu..." Xiao Song sighed, "Thank you for your hard work."

Why didn't he say anything, took the key and left.

He doesn't need the sympathy of a big boy yet.