stay away from me [entertainment circle]

The way in is really difficult. It rained a few days ago and the road surface has not completely dried up. You can see the water on the ground through the street lights.

Jiang Jianxing's entire face was tucked into the neckline of the down jacket, only his eyes were exposed. When he breathed, the hot air sprayed on the tip of his nose and quickly turned into cold and clammy water vapor. It was so cold at night, Jiang Jianxing felt that his legs were not right when he got out of the car. My hands are not my own, and I regret why I didn't wear woolen pants after listening to Li Hetong's words.

A handsome guy is still a handsome guy even if he wears woolen pants.

He walked very slowly, and Fu Sui was walking in front of him. As soon as Jiang Jianxing looked up, he could see Fu Sui's broad back. His steps were slow and unhurried. Sample.

He shouldn't be so stingy in front of the camera.

A few seconds later, Jiang Jianxing stared at Fu Sui's back and sneezed.

The PD who followed was a fat uncle. Seeing him so cold, he couldn't hold back his voice: "Why are you so afraid of the cold? Shouldn't young people be very angry?"

Jiang Jianxing forced himself to look away, rubbed his red nose and replied in a nasal voice: "I'm born scared, it's okay and I won't catch a cold."

He has a shady physique, especially in the past few years, he has become more and more afraid of the cold. No matter how many clothes he wears, he always feels cold hands and feet. Fortunately, he just feels cold, and he will not really catch a cold. Leave it alone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Sui, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

Jiang Jianxing almost stopped the car and bumped into him. When he barely stopped, he saw Fu Sui turn around and frown. He couldn't tell whether it was the colder night or Fu Sui's expression.

He seemed to glance at Jiang Jianxing and then at the camera.

Jiang Jianxing immediately lowered his head and shut his mouth, but couldn't move for a second.

Fu Sui walked up to him and put the hat on his down jacket on his head. The movement was quick but precise, and his head was covered in the softness of the down jacket hat. The hat was too big to block his sight. All the light in front of his eyes was blocked, and his frozen face was relieved.

No one spoke.

It seems that Fu Sui just did a very ordinary thing, and after finishing it, he walked forward at the same pace as before, without even having time to pause.

Hesitating to speak, the camera raised the camera to follow Fu Sui's back, and then turned his head to look at Jiang Jianxing when he wanted to move forward. Seeing that he seemed to be fixed in place, he hesitated: "Let's go? It's okay. It’s not good to wear it at night if it freezes so badly, and it’s okay if you can’t take pictures of your face.”

The scene of putting on the hat just now happened too fast for him to react. When the camera passed, he only captured the moment when Fu Sui's hand went down from Jiang Jianxing's head.

But it should be enough, right?

It was only after he shouted that that Jiang Jianxing came back to his senses, and walked forward with stiff steps.

I can't tell whether I was unconscious from the cold or unconscious from the fright.

The head is so heavy.

When I arrived at the fellow's house, unexpectedly no one else was there.

The camera explained to Jiang Jianxing: "Because it's cold and it's too late, other people have already stayed at another house."

The houses here are small, and everyone can only live separately.

Jiang Jianxing took sips of the ginger water he had prepared for them to warm himself up, and heard the voice of the camera, "It means, tonight I'm going to be with Fu Sui—" He paused, "Senior Do you live here?"

The camera nodded, "I think you two seem to be quite unfamiliar, and you will have to live together for a long time in the future, as long as you get to know each other." He laughed and added: "But I think Mr. Fu treats you very well. Said that he has a bad attitude towards everyone, didn't he give you a hat just now?"

At least the behavior of wearing a hat should be done because of caring for others, right?

Jiang Jianxing twitched the corner of his mouth.

I guess it was the same reason as buying boxed lunches, because I was afraid that he would catch a cold and delay the shooting.

He forced himself to take another sip of ginger water, and continued to ask: "Is there only one room?"

The family had already gone to bed, and the room was arranged by the program team. Jiang Jianxing looked around the room, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was only one room left for them.

After getting a positive answer from the camera, Jiang Jianxing wanted to die again.

And, Fu Sui, sleep in the same bed.

Even for one night, he wanted to ask how much the liquidated damages would be.

Seeing his tangled face, the camera kindly persuaded him: "It's okay for men to sleep together. If there are guests coming later, if there are not enough beds, they have to sleep together."

To record a program, you have to follow the arrangement of the program group.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

He really can't afford the liquidated damages.

"What bed?" Fu Sui had just washed his hands. He glanced at the camera, sat next to Jiang Jianxing and poured himself a glass of water.

Jiang Jianxing straightened his back instantly and did not dare to look back at him.

The camera didn't notice anything wrong, so he explained it to him again.

Fu Sui's expression didn't change at all, but Jiang Jianxing felt like he was waiting to accept Ling Chi.

Until the camera finished explaining, Fu Sui just nodded lightly in response, without saying a single extra word.

This made Jiang Jianxing feel even more difficult.

It was getting late, and the camera had finished taking pictures, so I said good night to them and told them not to get up too late tomorrow morning.

As soon as the camera left, there were only two people left in the room.

After the door was closed, the atmosphere in the room became uncomfortable.

Jiang Jianxing got up and stood there for a while, opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what to say, they had long since become a relationship with nothing to say.

Fu Suizheng bowed his head and typed, and had no intention of communicating with him at all.

Jiang Jianxing carefully looked at him again, seeing that he really didn't show any signs of trying to talk to him, so he went straight back to the room.

Fu Sui looked at Wu Huai's big question marks on the phone screen, raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Jianxing's back. He didn't look away until he entered the room and continued to send messages to Wu Huai.

The room is not big, especially the bed, which looks like a relatively large single bed with two quilts neatly folded. The facilities in the room are relatively simple. There is only an old desk in front of the window, and the window is closed. It doesn't matter and the wind is leaking, but fortunately, the program crew has considered them, and the heater has been turned on a long time ago so that it won't be so cold.

But how to sleep is a problem.

The place is so small that there is not even a place to lay a floor.

Otherwise don't sleep.

Anyway, he suffers from insomnia most nights, and it is impossible to fall asleep without taking medicine.

Jiang Jianxing touched his phone and was about to report Li Hetong's safety when Fu Sui dragged his suitcase in.

There were still two suitcases, but Jiang Jianxing came in in such a hurry that he didn't even take his own suitcase.

Jiang Jianxing froze for a moment, he didn't even dare to lift his head, he was still wearing a hat, and he couldn't see anything with his head down, as if he was hidden in his clothes.

Obviously he is not short, but because of the skeleton problem, he looks a lot thinner, even if he wears a heavy down jacket, he will not be bloated.

Hearing the sound of the suitcase being leaned against the wall and the sound of the door closing, Jiang Jianxing hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Thank you."

Still didn't turn around to look at Fu Sui.

Fu Sui casually threw the phone on the bedside, and when he heard the thank you, which was so small that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully, he lowered his eyes and chuckled.

In private, it's still the same as before. When I'm nervous, I'm afraid that others will hear me when I speak.

"Jiang Jianxing."

He leaned against the door and said Jiang Jianxing's name word by word.

Jiang Jianxing remembered that he hadn't heard Fu Sui calling his name for a long time, as if something was digging at his heart bit by bit.

It hurts so bad I can't breathe.He closed his eyes, before turning around in time, Fu Sui asked him again: "When are you going to pretend you don't realize?"

Jiang Jianxing froze.

Fu Sui's tone was as if he was asking you what you ate today, without any emotions.

"Or, the ex-boyfriend?" After Fu Sui finished speaking, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

these three words.

Jiang Jianxing's face turned pale in an instant, and he immediately denied: "I didn't." After he finished speaking, he realized that he saw the camera on the bedside when he came in, and hurriedly added: "What did you just say to hold? What do you want to hold?" Teacher Fu?"

Fu Sui: "..."

Fu Sui almost laughed angrily at him, seeing his eyes hidden under the hat kept glancing at the camera behind him, lowered his head halfway, and repeated: "Ex, male, friend."

It is emphasized that the articulation is very heavy.

Jiang Jianxing really couldn't hear this name, so he could only pretend he didn't hear it, thinking that he was going to die and was recorded and the radio effect was good, so he threw himself on the bed before his brain to turn off the camera equipment.

The camera is off.

Fu Sui watched him flustered. Zhang Mingming was wearing a heavy down jacket, but his movements were nimble. After realizing that the camera was off, he took off his hat and turned to look at him. His eyes were dark as if he was a little angry and had something else on him.

Jiang Jianxing could probably guess that Fu Sui had turned off the camera as soon as he came in, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to mention their past so blatantly.

He had a kind of sullen feeling of being played and felt it was reasonable. Fu Sui had no obligation to remind himself, or to see himself afraid and nervous, that was what he should do.

After all, he owed Fu Sui that.

"I'm going outside." He got up and said in a low voice.

But Fu Sui leaned motionless by the door, completely blocking his way, and had no intention of giving way to him.

"Shouldn't I be the one to say this kind of thing?" Fu Sui looked at Jiang Jianxing's silver-white hair with a bad tone.

If you want to pretend not to know each other, or say you don't want to be together, the more confident person should be Fu Suicai.

Jiang Jianxing's eyes drifted, and he held back for a while: "Then you say..."

Then he spoke.

Or just kick yourself out.

Anyway, don't be alone together.

Fu Sui laughed again, "Why should I go outside to be cold?" He had a very good reason, "Why do I go to the cold for you?"

Jiang Jianxing lowered his head and said nothing. The vicious and aggressive Fu Sui who had torn off his disguise was the real Fu Sui.

"Why aren't you talking?" Fu Sui leaned over.

Jiang Jianxing could smell the perfume that was about to evaporate from Fu's body.

He didn't like the taste at all.