Pillow people and dignitaries

"Brother Fu..."

Mu Zeqiao was stunned for a while, and soon came back to his senses.

Fu Junchi lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Mu Zeqiao's face, "Take the umbrella."

Mu Zeqiao belatedly took the umbrella that Fu Junchi handed over, and his little finger accidentally touched Fu Junchi's thumb on the handle of the umbrella.

Fu Junchi took off his coat, put it on Mu Zeqiao's shoulders, frowned, and said in an unfriendly tone, "Going out with so little?"

Mu Zeqiao went to push Fu Junchi's arm, "Brother Fu, you're only wearing a shirt, so you don't need to give it to me...Ah Choo!"

Before he finished speaking, he sneezed. Mu Zeqiao rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and put on his coat under Fu Junchi's sharp gaze.

Fu Junchi's frowning brows slightly relaxed: "Come with me."

He turned around and stretched his straight legs, and Mu Zeqiao quickly followed behind him holding an umbrella.

The thin white shirt reveals his strong back and slightly protruding shoulder blades, his narrow waist is very attractive, and the introverted aura of his whole body sets off his maturity and stability.

Mu Zeqiao knew about Fu Junchi's uncompromising personality. If he had rejected Fu Junchi's jacket just now, he would have been able to argue with him for a long time, and he had to wait until he was in a windless place before returning it to him.

Fu Junchi and Mu Zeqiao were almost childhood playmates. When they were young, they were neighbors. When Mu Zeqiao was five years old, he often played with Fu Junchi. But as they grew up, their contact was not as frequent as before.

It was a surprise to see Fu Junchi today. He never thought that the mature and stable man would enter the entertainment circle and win a movie star.

Fu Junchi, who was walking ahead, stopped in front of a car, took out the door, turned around and took the umbrella in Mu Zeqiao's hand, and made way sideways, with obvious meaning.

Mu Zeqiao clutched his collar and got into the car. Fu Junchi closed the door on the passenger seat, went around to the other side, put away the umbrella and put it behind.

"Brother Fu, clothes."

The inside of the car was much warmer than the outside, and Mu Zeqiao handed the overcoat to Fu Junchi who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Fu Junchi didn't answer, and glanced at him, "Take off your coat and put it on."

The coat on Mu Zeqiao's body was already soaked, and he held the coat in the middle with his hands, "No, you'll catch cold if you wear one."

"Where to go?"

"Over there in Shaozhou."

As soon as Mu Zeqiao finished speaking, Fu Junchi started the car. Mu Zeqiao took off his coat and put it aside, and covered his body with the overcoat that Fu Junchi still hadn't picked up.

"Brother Fu?"

"Ah."

"It takes at least three hours from Yuncheng to Shaozhou, why don't you take me to the nearest train station."

"I just happened to go to Shaozhou to do some business, so I'll take you along."

Mu Zeqiao nodded, sat down obediently, and didn't make another sound. He didn't want to trouble Fu Junchi very much, for fear of delaying Fu Junchi's time.

But since they are all going to Shaozhou, there is no need to worry about delaying Fu Junchi's time.

Fu Junchi drove the car seriously, and Mu Zeqiao leaned on Fu Junchi's car mat. He was worried that Fu Junchi would catch cold, so he turned on the heater in the car.

No matter what kind of car it is, Mu Zeqiao doesn't like the smell of heating, but he can still bear it.

"Brother Fu, do you have a cigarette?"

Mu Zeqiao asked looking at the receding scenery outside the window.

Because he was afraid of arousing Lu Cheng's suspicion, he didn't touch a single cigarette these days. The 23-year-old Mu Zeqiao hated the smell of cigarettes, so he endured it.

"No."

Mu Zeqiao looked at Fu Junchi puzzled.

Fu Junchi explained: "Quit."

Mu Zeqiao remembered that Fu Junchi used to be quite addicted to cigarettes, and basically always carried a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, but he unexpectedly quit now.

But he himself was addicted to smoking.

It's ridiculous.

People who have known each other are all going up, to higher and farther places, but he is the only one who stays willingly in the same place.

Mu Zeqiao closed his eyes helplessly, put his palm on his forehead, and raised the corners of his lips ironically.

The speed of the car was neither too fast nor too slow, and the cold fragrance of the black coat rushed into the nostrils, and the drowsiness slowly swept over his head.

"Go to bed when you're sleepy." Fu Junchi didn't look sideways, "I'll call you when we arrive."

"Ah."

Mu Zeqiao tilted his head, and his breathing gradually became steady. Fu Junchi turned off the heater and opened the car window on his side, and the fresh air from outside poured in. Mu Zeqiao's frown gradually calmed down.

During the audition, Fu Junchi noticed the pale complexion under Mu Zeqiao's eye sockets, which was obviously due to lack of sleep.

After the smell of the heating in the car completely dissipated, Fu Junchi closed the car window, put Mu Zeqiao's exposed left hand under the coat covering his body, and his eyes sank when they touched the ring finger.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Mu Zeqiao woke up, and Fu Junchi was sitting in the driver's seat with his head bowed and swiping his phone.

He rubbed his temples, "Why...why didn't you wake me up?"

Fu Junchi put away his phone, "Just arrived, there was a traffic jam on the road."

Mu Zeqiao squeezed his shoulders, feeling that he had a good night's sleep. He handed Fu Junchi his coat, put on his dry sports coat and got out of the car.

"Brother Fu, thank you, pay attention on the way..."

Before Mu Zeqiao finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Ozawa, where have you been?"

Ten minutes ago, Lu Cheng saw a valuable car parked near his house on the balcony on the second floor, but no one got out of the car.

Mu Zeqiao never came back. A momentary guess made him go downstairs, but when he came out of the room, he saw Mu Zeqiao get off the car.

Mu Zeqiao closed the car door, turned around and lied to Lu Cheng without changing his face: "I went to see an old friend."

From Lu Cheng's position, he could vaguely see a man sitting in the car, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Mu Zeqiao smiled at Lu Cheng, "I'm afraid this little thing will disturb you."

Lu Cheng always felt that there was something wrong with Mu Zeqiao recently, but he couldn't tell where the problem was, the expensive car, the inexplicable man, he keenly caught a clue between the flashes and flints.

Lu Chengwei narrowed his eyes, "Why don't you invite your friend in?"

Fu Junchi got out of the car, "Qiao Qiao asked just now, but there are some urgent matters that need to be resolved, and I will disturb Mr. Lu again when I have a chance."

A sense of crisis suddenly invaded Lu Cheng's brain nerves, he hugged Mu Zeqiao's shoulders, as if this could prove his identity, "Fu... the actor?"

Mu Zeqiao couldn't help but find it funny. Didn't he hitch a ride with his friend, and Lu Cheng couldn't help making these provocative actions and words, so what if he really has something to do with others?

Of course, Lu Cheng is not worth letting him trample on his body again.

Now he slowed down to Cheng Lu, waiting for an opportunity that Cheng Lu could not refute.

"Brother Fu, remember to come if you have the chance!"

Fu Junchi nodded, and the corners of his lips curled up in a rare way.

After Fu Junchi left, Lu Cheng led Mu Zeqiao back to the house, "Why didn't you mention him to me?"

Mu Zeqiao resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, "I said it before, maybe you don't remember it, my neighbor when I was young, um... is also a good buddy."

Lu Cheng turned around: "Why didn't you answer the call?"

Mu Zeqiao took out the phone from his pocket, pressed the power button twice, but the screen didn't respond, "It's out of power."

Lu Cheng suddenly grabbed Mu Zeqiao's left hand, "Where's your ring?!"

Mu Zeqiao lowered his head, and Lu Cheng asked again, "Eating so late? Ozawa, don't lie to me."

"There was a traffic jam on the road. I slept in the car for a while. It's my fault that I haven't talked to you until this point." Mu Zeqiao stepped forward and hugged Lu Cheng, "I washed it early in the morning. The ring should be Forgot it in the bathroom."

He buried his head on Lu Cheng's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "How long has it been since you brought it?"

This kind of words sounded a bit coquettish in Lu Cheng's ears. He knew how Mu Zeqiao had treated him in the past five years. He just couldn't accept that there was another excellent man standing beside Mu Zeqiao, even The relationship between them didn't cross the line, but there was still a bit of grudge in his heart.

"I've been so busy recently that I forgot. I'll wear that ring tomorrow, okay?"

Mu Zeqiao gave a soft "hmm", withdrew from Cheng Lu's embrace, and looked at Cheng Lu disappointedly, "Didn't you say that trust is the most basic thing between partners? Those words just now..."

Mu Zeqiao's expression made Lu Cheng flustered for a moment, "I don't believe you, Ozawa, I'm just afraid..."

Mu Zeqiao interrupted him with a smile, "Just kidding, I will tell you in advance when I go out, I will tell you when I come back, and I will tell you whoever I go out with. I will go upstairs to find the ring first."

Lu Cheng stood in the living room, and Mu Zeqiao walked to the stairs.

"Ozawa." He suddenly called out.

Muzecho, who was going up the stairs, was still going up.

Lu Cheng raised his head and looked at Mu Zeqiao's back, "You haven't said you love me for a long time."

Half of Mu Zeqiao's body sank into the darkness of the corridor, he asked jokingly, "Do you love me?"

Lu Cheng slightly raised a confident smile, and said affectionately, "Ozawa, I love you."

Mu Zeqiao stopped at the corner of the stairs, took a step back, and turned around, "Then I love you too, Lu Cheng."