Are you coveting sugar today? [Entertainment Circle]

Huan's clothes corner! !I am dead!

Meng Huanyu: Just because the rice on the plane meal happened to stick to it...

Coveted Girl No. 1: Looking back on this century!Our Huanhuan must be on the upside of the year! !

Meng Huanyu: Thank you sister for your praise...

Knocking out coveting V: Ask the wife in Chaohua to produce food!Pass you the pen!Crazy want to knock candy!What kind of fairy face value is this!

Meng Huanyu felt that if he continued to watch it, he might really not be able to hold back the little mischief in his heart.

Netizen fans are gods, he just glanced at them casually, and it turned out to be a peerless love that is comparable to the Legend of the White Snake

In the past, due to work needs, the company often fired CPs for him, there were men and women, but Meng Huanyu had never seen the content of these fans YY.

But right now he's still having fun, coveting CP, um, it's very pleasant to hear.

"Hey, bro, now there are CP fans of you and Brother Ji Qing on the Internet!" Xu He said while holding up his mobile phone.

Meng Huanyu put away his phone, and said calmly: "There are too many fans speculating about CP. There is something out of nothing."

"This rhythm is very good." Jiang Ye sat in the back row and said sarcastically.

Meng Huanyu glanced sideways at him, but said nothing.

"What is CP fan?" Ji Qing asked after putting away the letter after reading it and putting it back in the envelope.

"CP is coupling, it's a couple imagined by fans." Xu He lowered his head and swiped his phone and said, "Brother, you really lived in ancient times."

"Wow, this CP Chaohua has [-] fans." Xu He said.

"I... don't pay much attention to these."

Meng Huanyu leaned back, saw that his ears were turning red again, and smiled lightly.

They didn't shoot many scenes, mainly focusing on Shiqing alleys in Fengqi Town, and adding a few natural scenes.

The name of this album is "Return", and the title song is "Ling Town", which is the soundtrack of this MV. It tells the story of five teenagers who grew up together in a small town, and finally pursued a different life.

Originally, the company came up with an old-fashioned song, but in the end, considering that it didn't fit the group's image and audience, Xu He and a few song teachers were temporarily asked to rewrite the lyrics.

"Go and say hello to the director of this shooting first." Sister Huang instructed several assistants to send the luggage to the hotel room first, and then took them to the shooting location not far from the hotel.

The director team and photography team came a day earlier than them, and two simple red tents had already been set up at the entrance of the alley by the green water bank.

The director of this mv is surnamed Wu and named Zen. He leads the movie. The output is not high, but the output is high-quality goods.

Meng Huanyu has watched two films he directed, one won a domestic gold award, and the other won a best director award for cooperating with foreign actors.

"Hello, Director Wu." When the group of them arrived at the venue, Wu Chan was discussing the framing issue with the photographer. After all, there is still a big difference between MV shooting and movies. The most important thing is to be short and concise, and each frame needs to be ingenious.

Wu Chan raised his head, spoke a few words with the photographer, walked over and said, "I finally met the real people of Group A, and I am very happy to cooperate with you."

Huang Rui shook hands with him and said, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Director Wu Chan, I really like your "The Fall of Vito"!" Xu He stepped forward to hold his hand and said.

"Ah," Wu Chan was overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, "Thank you. I've read the new song you wrote, it's great."

Jiang Ye once acted in a third male role in one of his films, and he knew Wu Chan.

Meng Huanyu seldom had the opportunity to come to this kind of ancient town, and he briefly greeted the director. He withdrew from the crowd, nodded to the staff who were moving the facilities, and walked along the mottled walls of the alley.

The whole road is paved with blue stones, and there are rubble and white walls along the side, and there are two small stone lions in front of some people's houses.

"Brother Huan," Ji Qing's voice sounded behind him, "Sister Huang let you go."

"it is good."

He and Ji Qing were walking side by side in the alley. The photographer at the entrance of the alley suddenly turned around and took a picture of them with a long lens. One round of rehearsal."

"How about this one? Does it have a special artistic conception?" The photographer held up the camera and said.

It is indeed very artistic.

Meng Huanyu took a closer look at the photo. He and Ji Qing were walking down the alleyway with no expression on their faces. A dark cloud swept over the narrow side of the sky behind them, showing a sense of fearlessness.

☆、Chapter 16

The glass windows are filled with raindrops, and the crystal drops of water flicker with the blurred warm yellow lights on the street.

"Three kings with a three."

The heating was fully turned on in the hotel, and Meng Huanyu frowned, holding the cards in his hand, looking back and forth at Zhang Mingtang and Xu He who were sitting opposite.

It rained heavily overnight in Fengqi, and now there are still slanting and dense drizzles blowing outside, with no intention of stopping at all.

When Xu He dragged Ji Qing and Zhang Mingtang to knock on the door, Meng Huanyu had just finished taking a shower, and opened the door for them with his upper body shirtless, and for some reason a fight started.

Holding the album in his arms, Ji Qing sat quietly on the desk by the window to draw.

Meng Huanyu looked at him and smiled, and threw all the remaining cards in his hand onto the bed sheet: "Three Aces with 9, I won."

"I'll go, bro, you're really lucky!" Xu He transferred five yuan to him with his mobile phone and said.

Meng Huanyu smiled and raised his chin in the direction of Zhang Mingtang, and said, "It's not because I'm lucky, it's because your teammates are not online."

Meng Huanyu robbed the landlord for three rounds, and was able to escape smoothly in each round, all thanks to Zhang Mingtang, the "undercover agent".

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs.

"What's going on?" Meng Huanyu asked while sorting out the poker.

Zhang Mingtang took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said, "It's okay, let's play another game."

"No, stop playing," Xu He said, "Brother, you are too out of shape."

"Ah?" Zhang Mingtang said, "How about ordering some food first?"

"Okay, okay." Xu He immediately agreed, "Eat something before playing."

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Meng Huanyu jumped up from the bed and jumped in front of Ji Qing. Before he could ask him what he wanted to eat, he quickly closed the album and looked at him warily.

Ugh.

He sighed silently in his heart, what a cruel knife this is for a coveted girl.

"Xu He and the others want to order food, what do you want to eat?" Meng Huanyu asked.

"No, no need." Ji Qing's reaction was a little flustered, Meng Huanyu thought it was quite interesting, he is not a scourge, as for what.

In order to show friendship, Meng Huanyu showed a smile that he thought was infinitely lethal.

Ji Qing's cell phone vibrated violently when lying on the table, he quickly connected the phone, got up and went out to the door without stopping.

Too disrespectful.

Meng Huanyu thought angrily, and was about to go back to bed to continue playing poker, when the pencil on Ji Qing's notebook suddenly rolled down to the floor, so he had to help him pick it up and put it back on the table.

After thinking about it, he looked at the door, and Ji Qing hadn't come back yet.

Meng Huanyu stepped on the small blanket on the ground with bare feet, and secretly opened his closed album. Behind an unfinished design drawing was a face with only eyebrows drawn, and the small mole under the eyebrow was conspicuous and lively.

Meng Huanyu froze for a moment, reached out and touched the small mole between his eyebrows, and rubbed it lightly twice.

Meng Huanyu asked for a bottle of red wine, leaned on the pedestal and swung the glass, the dazzling red liquid rippled in the glass.

Ji Qing walked in with an uneasy face, packed up the album on the table and was about to go out.

"Stop playing for a while?" Meng Huanyu called to stop him.

Ji Qing opened the door and said, "I'm sleepy, you guys keep playing."

"What's the matter with Ji Qing?" Zhang Mingtang said after drinking a glass of red wine, "If you hadn't put on airs and let him join the team, he would have been kicked out a long time ago."

"I also think Brother Ji Qing is quite strange." Xu He dug out a small piece of cake and said, "I will stay in Fengqi for at least a few days, so I only brought a set of clothes. It happened to be raining these two days. There is no way to change clothes, which is inconvenient."

"Just one set?" Meng Huanyu asked with a frown.

"Ang, when I asked him to come over to play, I happened to see him tidying up the boxes." Xu He said.

Meng Huanyu put the wine glass on the coffee table, rolled on the bed and said, "Okay, okay, Ren Jiqing has gone back, you should go back too, I'm sleepy."

Xu He stuffed the rest of the cake into his mouth in one gulp, turned his head and muttered in a vague voice, "Prefer sex over friends."

Meng Huanyu curled up under the blanket, rolled around and asked, "So obvious?"

Before leaving, Zhang Mingtang closed the door for him, and the phrase "Sima Zhao's heart" squeezed through the door and entered Meng Huanyu's ear.

Meng Huanyu is afraid of the dark, so he always has to turn on a light to sleep at night.After washing up, he lay down on the bed, turned over, and clicked on his phone to search - "Small Mall in Fengqi Town".

Four or five pages of various information about Fengqi Town popped up on the page. He browsed for a while and clicked on the memo to write down the small shopping malls and scenic spots strongly recommended by several netizens. Do a little strategy or something.

A message from my friend Aite suddenly popped up in the backstage of Weibo.

Meng Huanyu clicked in——

Are you coveting the distribution of candy today? V: Sisters are real sugar ducks! !Coveted girl celebrates Chinese New Year today! 555~Aunt shed tears@清@清清焕

[Forward: ASTRAL Studio: The storm is coming, the youth is like this.Meng Huanyu & Ji Qing.JPG]

Turns out the studio posted the photo of that alley.

The name of Meng Huanyu's Weibo account stole Ji Qing's WeChat name, and as the host of "Coveting" Chaochao, he liked it.

Meng Huanyu always felt that the position of the young host was too easy to come by. When he first entered the circle, he sent the exclusive photo of Ji Qing that had been saved in his phone to Chaohua, but it didn't take long for a fan to come from the background and say Help him open the little host who covets Chaochao.

He didn't even know what he coveted, so he somehow became the little host.

And that mysterious fan is the host who coveted Chaohua, "Did you covet the sugar distribution today?".

There are also several pages of Reuters pictures of Fengqi Town in the super-talk hot topic.Meng Huanyu pulled the quilt over his ears, and stared at the small bedside lamp with great enjoyment.

Three to five without saying a word v: [Celebrate colleagues: the overbearing chaebol second-generation superstar Gong X is unknown and transparent, Meng Huanyu Gong!Ji Qing accepts!Beware of the coveted party! 】

Meng Huanyu: Humanities?Celebrate fandom?Ji Qingshou?

Curiosity made him click in.

[Ji Qing impatiently sat on Meng Huanyu's lap and rubbed it lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Huanyu, um, come in, I want it." Meng Huanyu...]

Meng Huanyu's drowsiness dissipated immediately, and a certain part of his body was heating up uncontrollably. He threw away the phone suddenly, sat up from the bed, climbed out of bed and opened the window of the room.

Is fanfiction all that scary these days?

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and habitually held it in his mouth, waiting for the cold wind outside the window to blow away the enthusiasm that caught off guard in his body.

"Huanyu, um, come in, I want it."

He only read two paragraphs of text in total, and the description of spring at the beginning of that paragraph was played in a loop in his mind like a mantra, and he could even imagine Ji Qing's melodious moan.

Fuck!

Meng Huanyu couldn't help but light up the cigarette.

When the university and Huo Lin were together, it was probably the most annoying time for Meng Huanyu, with a bad temper and pestering people.

Huo Lin was taking care of him at that time, and it felt like the two of them settled with each other, and they never shared their offense or suffering.Suddenly seeing such content this time, I couldn't help thinking about it.

After smoking, he closed the window, went to the bathroom to take a shower again, brushed his teeth and washed his face before Meng Huanyu went back to bed.

Wen didn't dare to look any further.He clicked on the comments and browsed around——

Coveting Girl No. 1: Forgive me for standing there for a second to celebrate!Madam writes so well!

Fengwu Jiutian: I'm sorry sister, I may have to go against CP.

Sesame Crab Buns: I’m not the only one who wants to see clearly and is made to cry! !

Knock a bag of melon seeds: me!The real name feels that crying Bao Huanyu is more interesting!One person begged his coveted wife to write a letter in blood!

……

"After the work here is over, I will go there." Meng Huanyu closed the door, shrinking his neck from the cold air in the corridor.

Meng Qin was busy with the company's year-end summaries earlier, so he didn't have time to question him. Now it's hard to catch his breath, and Meng Huanyu happened to be out filming again.

There is never a good time.

"Can I come back this year for Chinese New Year?" Meng Qin asked.

Meng Huanyu leaned against the door of Xu He's room and said, "There is no problem, you should go back."

Meng Huanyu seldom leaves home during the Chinese New Year, and the only time he left home was during his first year in the industry.

As the second young master of the Meng family, Meng Huanyu is not considered a showman, and he keeps a low profile in the circle. Few people know his identity as the second young master of the chaebol.

The end of that year was approaching the end of the year, and the company gave him a job as a shooter for a Japanese magazine.Meng Huanyu left without saying a word, but before returning to China, there was a small and medium earthquake in Japan, so frightened that the Meng family directly sent a private helicopter to pick him up.

Meng Huanyu has also become a hit since then, until now.

"Well," Meng Qin said: "The Huo family's son is getting married on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. Then you come back and have a good rest, and then go back on the seventeenth."

"Huo Lin...are you going to get married?" Meng Huanyu lowered his head, bumping the toe of his shoe back and forth on the tiled wall and said, "With whom?"

"I heard it's Fengyue Zhao's family. I guess there will be news from the media next month."

"Oh, it's good, it's a match." Meng Huanyu tilted his head and saw a person walking from the other side of the aisle.

Ji Qing walked towards the light, he could only see a black silhouette.

"People who are similar to you are getting married soon," Meng Qin's voice reached his ears, "When will you..."

"You haven't settled yet," Meng Huanyu joked, "Wait until your sister-in-law comes back in the first month, and—"

"I'm coming soon, you don't have to worry about it."

Meng Qin: "Soon? Is it a man?"

Meng Huanyu watched Ji Qing approach and said, "Well, man."

As expected, Ji Qing's clothes hadn't changed, they were still the same as yesterday.Meng Huanyu's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily because of his aloof temperament, which was like a stimulant.

Ji Qing looked at him, frowned and said nothing.

"Who is it?" Meng Qin asked.

Meng Huanyu covered the phone and said hastily: "Hang up first, we'll talk when we get back."

"Did I bother you? Sorry." Ji Qing knocked on Xu He's door and said.

"No." Meng Huanyu said as he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

I didn't fall asleep all night last night, my eyes are slightly sore and itchy, and I haven't rubbed them comfortably yet, and my wrist was suddenly held by someone.

Meng Huanyu raised his head, tears still in his eyes.

Ji Qing's hand was very cold, he held his wrist and said, "Don't rub it, it will turn red."

Meng Huanyu seemed to hear him sigh indistinctly, and said, "Don't stay up all night in the future, I'll help you rub your eyes later."

☆、Chapter 17

"Ah..." Meng Huanyu nodded blankly.

The door of the room was opened, Xu He sat cross-legged on the bed in loose pajamas and had breakfast, and greeted them: "Brother Ji Qing, Brother Huan, good morning."

Fengqi Town can be regarded as one of the top three ancient towns in the country, and the dining area of ​​the hotel is too crowded.So Zhang Mingtang got up early and ordered the early meal delivery service to Xu He's room, and reminded everyone to gather in Xu He's room.

Meng Huanyu took a cup of hot coffee and a sandwich, glanced at Ji Qing secretly, and followed him casually to the seat by the balcony.

The international news that Zhang Mingtang often watches is broadcast on TV.

Meng Huanyu took a sip of coffee and asked Ji Qing in a low voice, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Ji Qing glanced at him, picked up the toast on the plate and said.

"The scenery in Fengqi is not bad, do you want to go and see it?" Meng Huanyu said, "I have never been here before, and I heard that there is an ancient temple in the town, which is very effective."

"No, I have to recite lyrics and practice music later." Ji Qing said.

Ji Qing was like a seamless egg, making it impossible for Meng Huanyu to start. He took a bite of the sandwich in boredom.

Ji Qing ate quickly, and when he finished, he asked Xu He, "Do you have many towels?"

"Yes, there are two more on the towel rack in the bathroom." Xu He held a slice of toast in his mouth, plugged in his earphones, and listened to the audio demo he had recorded before.

Meng Huanyu was lost in thought looking at the scattered pedestrians and the wet ground outside the balcony.

"Don't think about it, he won't accompany you," Zhang Mingtang walked over and said, "It would be nice to change someone."

Meng Huanyu didn't look at him, the coffee on the table had already cooled down, "I really want to go and see him, and I really like him."

Zhang Mingtang did not speak. A news about African volunteers was being broadcast on the news. He raised his legs and looked over with his chin.

When Jiang Ye opened the door and came in, Meng Huanyu was startled. He thought he was the only one who suffered from insomnia last night, but he didn't expect that someone else was like him.

Seeing Jiang Ye's bags under the eyes, Meng Huanyu seemed to understand why Ji Qing could tell right away that he had stayed up all night.

It couldn't be more obvious.

Ji Qing took the boiling hot water to the bathroom, and came out with a steaming towel after a while.

Meng Huanyu had just finished his breakfast, so he reached out to him and said, "Thank you, I'll do it myself."

"I'll do it." Ji Qing stared at him and said.

Meng Huanyu sighed, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Ji Qing, you're going to make me think so."

Ji Qing didn't speak, and pressed the towel with his strong hand, rubbing his eyes was very comfortable, and the warm heat spread from the eyes to the heart.

Meng Huanyu wanted to raise his hand to grab him, but he was afraid that if he finally took a step, Ji Qing would be scared and run away, just like that night when it snowed.

In the end, Ji Qing still couldn't come out with him.

Meng Huanyu stood at the intersection outside the hotel at noon, pulling on his mask, and holding the strategy of Fengqi Town that he had finished last night.

Huang Rui and Wu Chan came after they had finished their breakfast.

Because of the continuous rain for three days, the shooting of the MV will be postponed until next Monday. The company spent a lot of money on this shooting, and canceled all the schedule after ASTRAL.

Take this new album and the new member meeting at the end of the year as the finale of this year's blockbuster program.

Ji Qing, as a rookie who made his debut for the first time, was really short of resources for portraits and photos, so Huang Rui had to ask Wu Chan to take him to a nearby location to take pictures.

Others treat it as the company's benefits, rest for three days, and recharge their batteries.

Meng Huanyu turned on the phone's navigation, tried the direction left and right, and followed the small arrows on the map to go forward.

"Please turn left 500 meters ahead." A mechanical female voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

Meng Huanyu said "Oh" and followed her instructions.

Probably because it was noon, the number of people on the road gradually increased. There are many long streets with traffic lanes in the town, and the fiery old lanterns are more and more artistic in the misty rain.

"Fuck! Shen Yu, stop the fuck!"

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up with the car!"

The two boys held a small umbrella and ran past him quickly on the water.

Qiling Temple is on a hill beside the town.

There are many rickshaw pullers wearing old padded jackets, coats and raincoats in the alley. The carts and people stand in a row against the wall in an orderly manner, which has the flavor of the old Republic of China.

Meng Huanyu went over to pick a driver who looked younger and asked, "How can I get to Qiling Temple?"

Fengqi's road was too complicated, he looked at the road on the map for a long time, but he couldn't figure out a way.

"Qi Ling Temple is quite far from here," said the younger brother, lifting the handle of the car, "How about taking a car? I'll run faster and it will take about twenty minutes."

Meng Huanyu originally planned to take a stroll along the road with Ji Qing, and even checked out such small scenic spots on the road, but now it's only him, so it doesn't matter.

He nodded and said, "OK."

He got in the car, and the little brother helped him pull up the black carport, and stepped on the small puddles with brisk steps, splashing water everywhere.

"You don't need to run so fast, I'm not in a hurry." The car shed was so big that it almost covered him, and Meng Huanyu could see the afterimages of his little brother's legs as he leaned on the back of the car.

"Okay," the younger brother agreed with a loud voice, and started chatting with him: "The psychic tree and mural gallery in Qiling Temple are the most famous, so you must go and see them when you go there."

"Ah, thank you." Meng Huanyu said.

"Seeing that you are quite young, do you want to play by yourself?" the little brother asked.

Meng Huanyu smiled and said, "It's not too young, it's 25."

"28 five?" The little brother's tone was surprised, "You are two years older than me, brother, I really can't tell, I thought you were just in your early twenties from the sound."

23.

Same age as Ji Qing.

"Well, I'm getting old." Meng Huanyu joked.

"Not old, not old, it is said that men have 31 flowers," the younger brother gasped and said, "Brother, are you married? Are you coming to the temple to seek marriage?"

"No," he couldn't help but feel annoyed when talking about this matter: "I have a sweetheart, gentle and good-looking, but I can't catch up."

"Girl, you're always shy and shy," said the younger brother, "there are many psychic trees for marriage seekers, elder brother, go and tie a red string to the tree, maybe the girl will come to you. "

"Ah, thank you little brother for your good words." Meng Huanyu said.

There are many tourists outside Qiling Temple, and three or five grandma tourist groups gather at the gate of the temple.

After paying the money, Meng Huanyu got out of the car, said goodbye to his younger brother, and entered the temple.

The temple was filled with a strong smell of incense, and the incense cauldrons outside the gates of the surrounding temples were surrounded by thick white smoke, and a heavy bell sounded from a certain corner of the temple. Meng Huanyu followed the crowd and wandered carefully in the temple.

"Look here, everyone, this is the famous marriage tree in Qiling Temple..."

Meng Huanyu walked through a winding corridor, and the tour guide not far from the end waved a small flag at a towering tree opposite the small pond.

He took advantage of the trend and saw that it was indeed a beautiful tree.

The strong and pale branches are tied with red ropes, and the tails of the hanging ropes flutter slightly.

Sitting under the tree was a young monk wearing a black monk's robe.

"This is Master Qingyuan. Although the master cannot see with his eyes, he can sense whether everyone's wishes can come true." The tour guide led the tour group in front of the queue and said, "The psychic tree only hangs wishes that can come true. Only with the consent of the mage can you put your wish on the front."

Meng Huanyu followed the tour group to the pen and inkstone to buy a red ribbon, wrote two wishes, and then lined up under the tree.

In front of him was a small girl, that mysterious little sorcerer with a clean appearance, her hands were like emerald jade, but her eyes were motionless.

He took the girl's red ribbon and touched it back and forth, shaking his head.

The young monk standing next to him bowed to her and said, "Almsgiver, please put the red silk into the tree hole."

Putting it in a tree hole means that this wish is unlikely to come true.

Really so powerful?

When it was Meng Huanyu's turn, he handed over the red silk and asked, "Little master, if you can't see what I wrote, how can you know if my wish will come true?"

Qing Yuan raised his head slightly, but his gaze was still dull, and said: "Benefactor, Buddhism and Taoism focus on a feeling, knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, monks don't lie."

Before Meng Huanyu could speak, he continued: "The benefactor has achieved a good fate in this life, but two wishes are difficult to fulfill. Fortunately, one wish will come true in the end. I hope the benefactor will think twice about which one to choose. Let's hang it up."

This statement was obvious, but Meng Huanyu still followed the leading monk to tie the red silk to the tree in a foggy manner.

"My Buddha is merciful, and I hope that the benefactor's wish will come true," the young monk clasped his palms together and said, "If the wish is fulfilled, I hope the benefactor will come to the temple to fulfill the wish."

"Sure, thank you little master." Meng Huanyu nodded.

As the sky gradually darkened, a cloud and rain was quietly brewing, and it was coming violently. Meng Huanyu put away his umbrella and took a look around the bronze statue temple, when his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hey?"

"Brother Huan, did Brother Ji Qing look for you?" Xu He asked.

"No, I didn't see him, what's the matter?" He hurried out of the temple, held up his umbrella and walked towards the gate of the temple.

"I heard from Wu Chan that after taking two sets of photos in the afternoon, he said he wanted to change clothes, but he couldn't find them anymore, and no one answered the phone." Xu He said, "He only has that set of clothes, where can he change?"

"It's okay, he's such an adult, he should..."

Meng Huanyu stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Ji Qing walked up the last step with his whole body wet, his limp hair dripping with rain, and saw him pursing his lips and saying, "I'm here."

"Hello? Brother Huan?"

"Well, it's okay, I found him, you can talk to Wu Chan." Meng Huanyu said.

"Are you sick? What's wrong with you? Don't you know you have an umbrella when you come out?" This was the second time Meng Huanyu got angry with Ji Qing. He put the umbrella on his head and said, "Take off your coat."

Ji Qing took off his coat tremblingly, and Meng Huanyu noticed that his lips were white from the cold, so he couldn't help frowning, and his words were filled with anger: "If you can't say it, then don't use it, Ji Qing, you are so It's hard for me."

Ji Qing was severely frozen, his fingertips were icy cold, he nodded his warm cheek, bowed his head and chuckled.

Meng Huanyu didn't know what was funny, and couldn't bear to scold him, so he quickly turned on the car-hailing app on his mobile phone and called a car.

He took Ji Qing's wet and heavy coat, took off his own clothes and put them on him and said, "Go... I'll take you to change."

Fortunately, except for the wet coat, the clothes inside were not that wet. Meng Huanyu shivered and said, "Go down and wait for the bus."

Ji Qing took the umbrella in his hand, wrapped the coat around him again, and brought him into his arms, "It won't be so cold this way."

Meng Huanyu thought of the two boys holding flower umbrellas he met in the alley, and a piece of red silk fluttering in the rain in the temple.

☆、Chapter 18

"Master, please turn up the heat." Meng Huanyu pulled his sleeves and rubbed Ji Qing's wet hair. He curled up into a big ball and leaned against the car window.

The driver took a quick look at the two people in the car mirror, frowned and turned up the heater in the car.

Meng Huanyu took a breath of hot air towards his hands, closed them and rubbed them together desperately for a while, until the palms were dry and warm, he stretched out his hand to take Ji Qing's hand between his knees, covered it with his hand and gently rubbed it against the radiator.

"It will warm up in a while," he said.

Meng Huanyu didn't ask him why he backtracked, nor why he ran over regardless.

His body temperature gradually rose, and his hands were still pinching Ji Qing's, but the touch they gave him was not so good. He could feel the calluses in Ji Qing's palms, which were rough but reassuring.

"Ji Qing," Meng Huanyu rubbed the callus on his palm repeatedly and said, "I know you are not ready yet, I am willing to wait, but don't make me wait too long."

"Okay." Ji Qing graciously agreed, reversing his previous attitude of avoiding talking about it.

Meng Huanyu smiled brightly, and the warm air he exhaled came out of the mask and faded before his crooked eyebrows.

Ji Qing looked down at his warm hand covering the back of his hand. Meng Huanyu's hand was very soft, like a plush doll that little girls like.

"This one, and this one, you go and try it first, I'll go buy a drink next to me, and I'll be back soon."

The only slightly modern department store in Fengqi Town is quite far from the scenic spot, but luckily the heating is turned on in the mall.

Meng Huanyu led Ji Qing into the men's clothing section on the second floor of the mall, found a men's clothing store that looked good, picked out a few sweaters that suited his temperament, and handed them to him.

"Okay." Ji Qing took the clothes, turned around and took a look at the label of the clothes, and walked into the changing room.

"Two large cups of pearl milk tea, with oatmeal and boba, one cup with less sugar, please don't be too hot in the cup with less sugar, and the other cup should be hotter." Meng Huanyu sniffed.

"Could it be cheaper, please?"

"Excuse me sir, we set the price nationwide and cannot change the price."

When Meng Huanyu went back with the milk tea, he heard Ji Qing chatting with the salesperson at the front desk holding the two clothes he had just picked out for him.

"What's the matter?" Meng Huanyu handed him the slightly warmer cup of milk tea and said, "Wrap your warm hands first."

"The gentleman asked..."

"Okay, needless to say," Ji Qing said while holding hot milk tea, "Your clothes here are of this quality. If it weren't for this brand, would you be able to get this price? You are simply a liar."

Before the other cup of milk tea in Meng Huanyu's hand could be handed out, he listened to Ji Qing's words and froze in place.

"Sir, I'm sorry, do you have any misunderstanding about the quality of our clothing?" The sales manager walked over with the walkie-talkie, his eyes fell lightly on Ji Qing and Meng Huanyu. You are much better, please see clearly before speaking."

Ji Qing sneered expressionlessly: "No matter how good the quality is, is a sweater worth four thousand and five, sewn with gold thread?"

"Sir, if you don't like our clothes, you can buy them elsewhere. Isn't it the most important thing that suits you?" The irony in the manager's words was no longer obvious.

A small group of people gathered at the entrance of the mall, watching in whispers to join in the fun.

Meng Huanyu took a step forward, stood in front of Ji Qing, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "A level that suits me? Is your manager here at this level?"

"I want every piece of clothing he tried on today," Meng Huanyu pulled out the bank card from his wallet and handed it over, "But you, and you, must apologize to him."

"I don't need it," Ji Qing lowered his hand, the cup of milk tea was deformed by him, and the light brown liquid was steaming and dripping down the back of his veined hand. "I don't need you to buy it, and I don't need to apologize."

"I want an apology, apology." Meng Huanyu gritted his teeth and slammed his bank card on the counter.

"I'm sorry." The manager lowered his head, looked around the bank card, and finally said hesitantly.

"The card doesn't have a password, so deduct the money directly." Meng Huanyu breathed out, and the moment he raised his eyes, he met Ji Qing's eyes.

"Meng Huanyu..." Ji Qing murmured his name almost angrily.

The milk tea was thrown on the ground, Ji Qing turned around and left the store.

Meng Huanyu was about to catch up, but was stopped by the manager: "Sir, your bank card and clothes."

He didn't understand why Ji Qing would embarrass himself like this when it was just a few clothes.

Every face in the crowd seemed to be mocking, and Ji Qing felt that as long as he stayed for a second longer, he might not be able to stand it anymore.

Even Meng Huanyu's face seemed to have an expression of disdain.

He squeezed out of the crowd of onlookers, aimlessly shuttling among the tourists coming and going.

Cold hands and feet.

Yes, he thinks too highly of himself.

Ji Qing, what on earth are you worth?he asked himself.

A bronze statue is placed in the center of the lobby on the first floor, and a row of seats for tourists to rest is placed around the bronze statue.

Meng Huanyu searched around with the bag, and finally saw him sitting there alone in the corner of the seat.

Ji Qing was very embarrassed, like when they first met, he seemed to be the same way.

"Ji Qing..." Meng Huanyu called his name softly, "Can you change your clothes? You'll catch a cold like this."

Ji Qing seemed to be unable to see him or hear his speech, and his eyes were sluggishly scanning the passers-by.

"Ji Qing..."

"Why is it always like this?" Ji Qing smiled wryly, lowered his head and closed his eyes, "Don't waste me, please? I beg you."

"I was wrong," Ji Qing said, "Let me live this year well, that's all."

"I'm 25, I know what I'm doing," the blisters on the back of his hand were shocking, and Meng Huanyu felt distressed but couldn't hold back his temper. "It's just a few clothes, there's no need to make yourself like this."

"Come to the hospital with me, okay?"

Ji Qing shook his head and said, "We are different. Let's go back."

"What's going on? How did you make it like this?"

In the hotel corridor, as soon as Meng Huanyu opened the door, several people came out from the next room, looking at the drowned Ji Qing and Meng Huanyu who looked very pale and asked.

"It's okay, I'll take a shower first." Meng Huanyu glanced in Ji Qing's direction, and he brushed past Wu Chan and walked into the inner room without saying a word.

He was stubbornly unwilling to go to the hospital, so Meng Huanyu had no choice but to buy some scald medicine at the pharmacy and put them in a bag to bring him back.

He took the medicine, but he didn't want any clothes.

"Ji Qing, are you okay? You don't look very well." Huang Rui asked.

"It's okay, I'm sorry to bother you." Ji Qing said with his head drooping, his voice was astringent.

Meng Huanyu opened the door, but before closing the door, his eyes went dark for a moment, and the moment he lost consciousness, he felt his forehead hit the ground heavily, and tears burst out of pain.

Unfortunately, Meng Huanyu had a fever.

Ji Qing, who had been blowing the cold wind all day, was fine. He took out a fever-reducing medicine and swallowed it with hot water. He glanced around but didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Don't look, he came early in the morning," Zhang Mingtang said, "It will probably clear up tomorrow, and he is practicing songs and reciting lyrics."

Meng Huanyu rubbed the cup back and forth with his fingertips, feeling the temperature of the hot water through the glass.

His hands must have been very painful that day, I don't know if there were any scars.

The clothes bought for him are still in the hotel room.

In the first few days before the filming started, he almost didn't see Ji Qing at all, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence or he was hiding from him on purpose.

Meng Huanyu sighed.

"Strong alliance: Huo Lin, vice president of Yelin Group, and Feng Yue's daughter will get engaged next month"

This piece of news exploded like a thunderbolt on all major online platforms.

"Crap! Jiang Ye, your facial expression is not enough," Wu Chan gestured and said, "Take a break first, Jiang Ye, Ji Qing, come here, I have something to say."

The picture has been filmed for two days. This is the second scene. It took a whole morning to shoot, and after two days, Wu Chan is still nitpicking.

Several circles of fans stood outside, yelling and stamping their feet excitedly, Meng Huanyu turned around and waved at them, and immediately screamed again.

He smiled and took a sip of water, sat on the rest chair, and the makeup artist immediately came to touch up his makeup.

"Brother Huan, do you see any news today? Yelin's vice president is engaged. He looks really good, and he looks a lot like Ji Qing." The makeup artist said while powdering his face.

His fever has been gone for almost a week, and it hasn't recovered yet, and the wind this morning has blown all morning, his cheeks are slightly pink, and even the blush is saved.

"Oh." Meng Huanyu responded by knocking on the edge of the chair.

Meng Qin said that the news of the marriage would be announced next month, but the Huo family was so impatient that it would be revealed today.

"It's started, it's started."

The field manager yelled around twice with a loudspeaker, Meng Huanyu stood up, his head sank in a daze.

He took two steps and saw Jiang Ye smiling maliciously towards him.

What kind of bad trick is this kid going to do again?

There are more and more fans around, and I don't know who started to squeeze first. A girl standing in the front row was squeezed and fell to the ground. Call.

Before Meng Huanyu could recover, he felt that the light was falling straight from the top of his head, and he subconsciously lowered his head and raised his hand to block it.

bang——

"Hey, I hit someone! Brother Huan!"

"Brother Huan!"

Fans suddenly crowded in in chaos, like a flood that opened the gate, flooding the set at once.

The number of security guards temporarily found in the scenic spot is not enough, and they cannot be stopped.

Meng Huanyu