Pillow people and dignitaries

After Mu Zeqiao got acquainted with Jiao Huan, the two would visit each other from time to time.

Because Mu Zeqiao didn't reply to Fu Junchi's message, so he didn't hear from Fu Junchi again.

Mu Zeqiao put his troubles behind him, bought a few books on acting, and recently stayed at home to read those books.

The results of the audition for "Power Minister" will come out in about a week, and Mu Zeqiao is a little anxious to wait, because he is not sure whether he can pass the audition.

The free time is always boring, and Mu Zeqiao will think of Fu Junchi and what he said every now and then.

There are not many vegetables in the refrigerator, and summer vegetables and fruits are not good for a long time, so Mu Zeqiao had to go out and buy some vegetables and fruits back.The nearest supermarket is about 15 minutes' walk from where Mu Zeqiao lives. Mu Zeqiao picked out vegetables and fruits, paid the money, and was about to go back when he found it was pouring rain outside.

He lowered his head helplessly and sighed.

How can I forget that the weather in Yuncheng is always changeable?

In a hurry to go out, Mu Zeqiao forgot to bring an umbrella, so he had to wait for the rain to subside before leaving.

The heavy rain came and went quickly, but it was still light rain.

Mu Zeqiao walked out of the supermarket for a few minutes, and the light rain turned into a heavy rain again. He had no choice but to find a nearby bus stop to hide from the rain.

Fortunately, it is summer now, and the short sleeves are not too cold after the rain.

It wasn't very cold at first, but after standing for a few minutes, Mu Zeqiao obviously felt a bit of coolness, the rain blown by the wind fell on the back of his neck, and he shrank his shoulders in shock.

As the rain gradually subsided, Mu Zeqiao planned to rush back just like this, so as not to rain again later.

In the distance, there was a man holding a big black umbrella, walking towards the bus station at Muzeqiao Station. The rain blocked his sight, so he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

But just looking at the umbrella, Mu Zeqiao almost knew who it was.

He had seen this black umbrella after auditioning for "Time 2".

It seemed to be raining that time too, but the rain was much lighter than today. At that time, he didn't know when Fu Junchi walked behind him, just like he doesn't know how Fu Junchi knew he was here now.

The big black umbrella covered the man's eyes, and Mu Zeqiao could only see his thin lips.He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt with the cuffs rolled up habitually, revealing a smooth and beautiful wrist line.The rain hit the black umbrella surface, and then quickly slid down the umbrella surface.

Fu Junchi walked in front of him, without mentioning what happened last time, and asked in a very calm voice, "Is it cold?"

Mu Zeqiao shook his head, lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at Fu Junchi.

Fu Junchi took the bag that Mu Zeqiao was carrying into his hand, "Let's go back first."

Mu Zeqiao followed Fu Junchi, and the umbrella was far away from him. Just now when Fu Junchi was about to hold the bag for him, his fingertips accidentally touched his fingers, and his skin seemed warmer than his.

At that moment, Mu Zeqiao suddenly had an urge to hold that hand. He opened his fingers slightly, and finally curled them into fists slowly.

They walked back together holding an umbrella. Mu Zeqiao hung the umbrella for Fu Junchi in the bathroom to dry, and Fu Junchi went to put the vegetables and fruits one by one for Mu Zeqiao in the refrigerator.

Mu Zeqiao's clothes were already wet a lot when he was at the station. He twisted the corners of his clothes and wanted to take off his short sleeves. He glanced at Fu Junchi who was standing in front of the refrigerator. His hands stopped and he went into the bedroom to take off his clothes. Changed into a dry short sleeve.

"Brother Fu, your shirt is also wet, see if you can change this one."

Fu Junchi's left shoulder was half wet, and the shirt was clinging to his skin, so it shouldn't be very comfortable to wear.

What Mu Zeqiao brought to Fu Junchi was a relatively loose vest.He was wearing loose clothes, a little too big, so it should be fine for Fu Junchi to wear.

Fu Junchi took off his shirt in the living room, and put on the vest that Mu Zeqiao handed him.

The vest was a little tight, and it happened to stick to Fu Junchi's skin, showing his handsome figure perfectly. Mu Zeqiao looked up, then quickly lowered his head and covered his eyes.

Why did he take off his clothes, Brother Fu is so much stronger than him, even the very loose clothes he usually wears are just like this on Brother Fu...

"Have you had dinner?"

"No."

Fu Junchi has been busy filming a perfume endorsement for the past two days. He drove over to find Mu Zeqiao just after today's end. In fact, he didn't intend to appear in front of Mu Zeqiao. It is enough to take a look from a distance to make sure that Mu Zeqiao is still in Yuncheng.But it was raining today, and Fu Junchi was worried that Mu Zeqiao would catch a cold the next day, so he just appeared in front of Mu Zeqiao.

"Brother Fu, wait a minute."

Mu Zeqiao got up and wanted to cook, Fu Junchi walked towards the kitchen with him.

"Let me do it."

In the end, Fu Junchi cooked the dinner. Mu Zeqiao sat on the sofa and watched a TV series. From his position, he could catch a glimpse of Fu Junchi wearing a white vest. He couldn't see the movies on the TV at all, and his mind was all on Fu Junchi. .

He propped his chin, leaned on the back of the sofa, and looked at Fu Junchi's back seriously.

A few days ago, he seemed to have seen someone very similar to Fu Junchi, more than once or twice, now that he thinks about it, it should be Fu Junchi.

After the dishes were fried, Mu Zeqiao was still staring at Fu Junchi's back in a daze.Fu Junchi turned around with the plate in his hand, and the eyes of the two suddenly met. Mu Zeqiao quickly turned his head with an unnatural expression.

The corners of Fu Junchi's mouth raised slightly.

Because of the previous incident, Mu Zeqiao didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was especially awkward during the meal. He didn't know what to say, and Fu Junchi was waiting for him to say something.

As a result, they didn't communicate much with each other until after dinner.As soon as Mu Zeqiao finished eating, he ran to sit on the sofa, pretending to watch a TV series.He didn't ask Fu Junchi how he knew he was living here, nor did he ask when Fu Junchi would leave.

Fu Junchi packed up the dishes, put them in the sink, and went out of the kitchen to sit on the sofa with Mu Zeqiao.

"Qiao Qiao, don't have any burdens in your heart." From the moment he came in, he found that Mu Zeqiao had been avoiding him, whether it was his eyes or his actions, he was deliberately avoiding him, "If you act as a It doesn’t matter if you don’t know, or if you don’t want to answer me, if you don’t like it, you can pretend that this thing never happened, and I won’t force you to respond.”

Fu Junchi's eyes fell on Mu Zeqiao's face, "Your answer is not important to me, as long as you don't hide from me."

If Mu Zeqiao's response is yes, then Fu Junchi will be happier than having acted in ten plays, but he knows that such a possibility is rare.If Mu Zeqiao's answer is refusal, then Fu Junchi will take care of him and guard him as before, that's enough.

All Mu Zeqiao's answers, whether they were willing or not, were all the same to Fu Junchi.

As long as he has always liked Mu Zeqiao.

Mu Zeqiao turned his eyes away, Fu Junchi sat next to him a little, the distance was a little close, his hands on the sofa were slightly clenched.

Fu Junchi saw it, and unconsciously wanted to get closer, raising his hand to cover the back of Mu Zeqiao's hand.

Mu Zeqiao hid his hand on the sofa, Fu Junchi lowered his eyes and retracted his hand, stood up, and rubbed Mu Zeqiao's hair as before.

"I'll go wash the dishes first."

When Fu Jun entered the kitchen late, Mu Zeqiao relaxed.He thought of the Qiao Qiao voice that Fu Junchi called him just now, and the hand that Fu Junchi stretched out and then retracted, a touch of red quickly climbed to the base of his ear.He didn't know why, his character shouldn't avoid emotional problems, but what happened now?

Fu Junchi clearly cared about it, and said that on purpose, probably because he didn't want him to suffer as badly as last time.

Mu Zeqiao stood up, walked to the kitchen, and stood behind Fu Junchi. He stretched out his hand to hug Fu Junchi, but when he was about to touch him, he flinched and withdrew his hand.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the tension in his heart and his beating heart, but it didn't work at all, and the roots of his ears became more red.

These days, although he can't figure out how to respond to Fu Junchi, he always unconsciously thinks about the days after being together with Fu Junchi, thinking that they will hug and kiss like a couple, every time he thinks of these , his mood will be much better.

Fu Junchi dried the last dish and placed it neatly on the kitchen counter. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind, and his warm body was pressed against his back through the thin cloth.

Mu Zeqiao put his head on Fu Junchi's back, and called out very softly, "Brother Fu."

He closed his eyes, and subconsciously tightened his arms because of nervousness, "I... don't know if I like you, I think... I should be... like you Yours, but... I used to think of you as my brother, maybe for a while... there is no way to change this feeling, just wait for me, okay... .Brother Fu...I won't make you wait too long..."

Mu Zeqiao's reaction and what he said made Fu Junchi stunned for a full minute.

He had imagined that Mu Zeqiao would agree to him, but he directly rejected that idea the moment it appeared.

Fu Junchi lowered his head, and couldn't help but clenched his hands on the kitchen table. The tenderness rippled in his deep eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

He pulled Mu Zeqiao's arms away, turned around, and hugged Mu Zeqiao deeply into his arms again.

The person he had loved for a long time was close to his skin, and the person he had loved for countless days and nights was buried in his arms. He lowered his head slightly, touched Mu Zeqiao's hair with his lips, and muttered to himself : "...somewhat unreal."

Fu Junchi's voice was very soft, and it fell into Mu Zeqiao's ears. He buried himself in Fu Junchi's arms and laughed twice, "It's true, Brother Fu."

Mu Zeqiao was worried that Fu Junchi would not be able to accept it all at once, so he raised his hand to cover Fu Junchi's lips, raised his head to show his beautiful Adam's apple, and kissed through the back of his hand.

When he was in Fu Junchi's arms, he didn't seem to feel any nervousness, fear, or fear at all. Anyway, he was surrounded by a great sense of security.

It was like the feeling he had when he stayed by Fu Junchi's side.

Fu Junchi tightened his arms suddenly, and stared blankly at Mu Zeqiao with black and white eyes.

"what happened?"

Mu Zeqiao hugged Fu Junchi tightly.

".....nothing."

Fu Junchi looked away. Although his voice was very weak, Mu Zeqiao could still hear the suppressed excitement in his words, as well as the trembling breathing from the excitement.

They hugged like this for a long time, and when Fu Junchi let go, he was still a little reluctant, but what happened now was an unexpected surprise for him.

Tomorrow is the last day of filming for the perfume endorsement, and Fu Junchi has to go back after staying with Mu Zeqiao until about ten o'clock.

Because of that hug, the relationship between them became more delicate. Fu Junchi's eyes mixed with gentle black eyes always fell on Mu Zeqiao.

In this not-so-big house, Mu Zeqiao felt extremely at ease because of the presence of Fu Junchi.Probably because the words were out of the way, when Mu Zeqiao noticed Fu Junchi's gaze, he would always look back, and then raise the corners of his lips at Fu Junchi.

Fu Junchi touched Mu Zeqiao's cheek uncontrollably, this time Mu Zeqiao didn't dodge like before.

Since Mu Zeqiao told him to wait a little longer, he can't be too anxious.

Fu Junchi withdrew his hand restrainedly, and the red-eared Mu Zeqiao came over.

"Brother Fu?"

After embracing in the kitchen, Mu Zeqiao's heartbeat became stronger and stronger, and the blush on the base of his ears was hard to fade away.

"Tomorrow, we will be filming on Changji Road. It's the last half day. It can be finished before noon. Would you like to have a meal together?"

"it is good."

"I don't have anything to do tomorrow afternoon, we can go shopping together."

Mu Zeqiao returned to Yuncheng for more than five months, and stayed on the set for more than four months. He hasn't had a good time outside.Although he was here before, but it has been so long, Yuncheng has changed a lot, and some of the shops he frequented have been relocated.

After so long, the only thing that hasn’t changed is Fu Junchi. Even though Fu Junchi has been abroad for filming for so long, even though Fu Junchi has met many people, he still insists on walking this path and guarding that heart.

Until the moment of repetition with Muzecho.

"Brother Fu, rest early when you go back."

Mu Zeqiao stood at the door and said to Fu Junchi who was facing him.

"Ah, you too."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Fu Junchi's mouth, and he didn't want to leave.

Maybe it was Mu Zeqiao's hallucination. He felt that the current Fu Junchi wanted to be an awkward and stubborn child who wanted to ask for candy, but because he was not used to expressing his thoughts actively, he looked straight at him.

Just as Mu Zeqiao was about to interrupt this inexplicable silence, Fu Junchi spoke out first.

"Can I have a kiss?"

His voice was slow and soft.

Mu Zeqiao could feel Fu Junchi's cautiousness in not wanting to be discovered in his words, and the calmness he held for a long time.

He bowed his head and smiled, and asked back, "What do you think?"

Then, the warm touch of his lips fell on his forehead, he was stunned for a while, and when he raised his head again, Fu Junchi had already turned and walked down the stairs.

The white shirt that was soaked by the rain was already dry, wearing it on Fu Junchi's body outlined his muscular figure and narrow waist. For a moment, Mu Zeqiao remembered Fu Junchi who was wearing a white shirt in his childhood. The backs overlap, and the childishness gradually matures...

Fu Junchi walked to the penultimate step of the corridor, recalling what happened in the afternoon until now, he didn't pay attention to how to pay attention to his feet, and accidentally staggered forward.

Looking at the empty corridor, Mu Zeqiao smiled all over his eyes, and couldn't help saying, "Silly Brother Fu..."