dear dreamer

Speaking of this stay, Hu Mu really wanted to talk to Deng Tingge with hundreds of thousands of words.

"Stay overnight, haha." Deng Tingge laughed, "Don't be too purposeful."

"...Nothing happened." Hu Mu said.

Deng Tinge: "...what?"

It's true to stay overnight, it's true to be photographed, but it's also true that nothing happened.

Although Kong Yu was very calm when he arrived at Hu Mu's house, he always stared at Hu Mu's walking figure no matter where he was, and was very restrained and nervous.Afterwards, Hu Mu simply sat beside him, and Kong Yu was slowly relieved, acting a little normal.

He finished filming more than four hours later than originally scheduled. It was already late at night. He rushed home and returned to the shooting location. He might only be able to rest for more than an hour, so he remembered that Hu Mu's home was nearby. Ask him for help immediately.

When asking for help, it is impossible to say that you have no other ideas.Since Kong Yu and Hu Mu fell in love, they kissed and hugged each other, but they didn't take any further actions.

In fact, Hu Mu also hoped that he would take the initiative.In the relationship between the two of them, Kong Yu had always been the one who took the initiative, and Hu Mu was a little uncomfortable being asked to take this step first.

In his previous trading relationships, he was never the one who took the initiative, at most he was a little more relaxed when doing that thing, and he couldn't and never did it if he wanted to post it to tease him.

Kong Yu politely drank some warm water and ate some snacks, and the two of them sat staring at each other.Hu Mu said to watch a movie?Kong Yu said no, I just walked away from the movie set.Hu Mu also said, do you want to eat some other fruits?Kong Yu said again that he didn't want to eat so late, he was too full to sleep for a while.

The two fell into an eerie silence again.

"Sleep...then you can sleep." Hu Mu said, "Sleep, sleep, where to sleep?"

His house is not big. Although there is a guest room, it has not been tidied up. It is used by him to store sundries. It is absolutely impossible for Kong Yu to sleep there.

Let your boyfriend play the floor?Sleeping on the sofa?That's not right either.

The only correct option shone in front of the two of them.

"I, I, I, I'm going to get the quilt and pillow." Hu Mu stammered, and got into his bedroom before Kong Yu could react.

If there is a quilt, it is the one he covered.There are also pillows, two side by side on the bed, very harmonious.

Hu Mu couldn't think of what other quilt and pillow he could take. He walked to the bed and grabbed the one he didn't often sleep on and hugged him in his arms, dazed.

He felt a little scared.

It can't be said that those bed affairs in the past were completely joyless, but he was always very resistant in his heart.It was the first time for him to develop such a relationship as a lover.

Afraid of this, and also afraid that Kong Yu would look down on him.

Hu Mu thought it was very strange before: when Kong Yu hugged and kissed himself, didn't he think for a moment that the person in front of him also raised his head nervously in other people's arms?

As long as he thinks that when the two meet naked, Kong Yu will suddenly think of those disgraceful things he did in the past, or he will not be able to do it, or he will feel disgusted with himself, Hu Mu feels terrified.

Also, still not doing it.In short, as long as you insist on not doing it, this kind of thing will not happen.

Hu Mu clutched the pillow and thought wildly.

Being asexual is fine too.Not some sexless marriage, no sexless family, no sexless reproduction—no no no no, not this.

His worries spread infinitely, without bounds.It took him a lot of attention to catch the wandering thoughts back, so Hu Mu didn't notice Kong Yu walking in.

Kong Yu tilted his head to look at him.

"What are you thinking about? Holding a quilt for so long?" Kong Yu smiled and took the pillow from his hands, "Where's the quilt?"

Hu Mu pointed to the one on his bed.

"...I took it, what are you sleeping on?"

Hu Mu hesitated for a moment and said to sleep together.

Kong Yu didn't speak, just looked at him for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.

"I'm going to sleep outside." He said with a smile, "The sofa is big, and I can watch TV quietly without disturbing you."

"Oh!!!" Deng Tingge yelled, "I got it! You were so moved by him! Then get out... No, you still didn't get out in the end."

"No!" Hu Mu told him to keep his voice down, "but I finally pulled him to the bed and lay down."

Hu Mu couldn't sleep, and neither could Kong Yu.

The two started chatting with each other.

The content of the chat was very boring, and Hu Mu didn't want to repeat it to Deng Tingge.Deng Tingge said that I know this kind of boring content, and I often talk to my seniors like this, please focus.

Talking until a little bit tired, Kong Yu and him were wrapped in a warm quilt and got very close.

Hu Mu suddenly wanted to ask him the question in his heart.

"You...don't you feel shivering when you hold me or kiss me?" he asked.

Kong Yu: "What should the diaphragm respond to?"

Hu Mu: "Thinking that I was adopted by others before, I must have been hugged and kissed by others. Don't you think it's a little... uncomfortable? Or, disgusting, don't you?"

He is very nervous.It is difficult not to ask, and it is also difficult to ask.He grabbed the quilt he was familiar with, and his hands were sweating.

Kong Yu was a little puzzled.

"I...I have no time to think about it." He touched Hu Mu's forehead and said softly in his blank eyes, "I was very excited when I hugged you, thinking about how to kiss you; I was very happy when I kissed you , thinking about how to overwhelm you. I don't, I don't have time to think about the things you just said, it's already hard to control myself, my dear."

Hu Mu: "..."

Kong Yu was slow, and carefully tried to hug him under the quilt: "Don't blush. I still have a lot to say that you haven't heard."

Hu Mu almost trembled.He buried his face in his palms and heard the dull laughter from Kong Yu's chest. "You, you, you tell me to slow down, don't say it." He whispered, "Don't say it now."

After Hu Mu finished speaking, he looked at Deng Tingge.

Deng Tingge also looked at him.

"You, would you like to hear what my brother said to me yesterday?" Deng Tingge said, "Sweeter than Kong Yu's, really."

"I'm not interested," said Hu Mu.

Deng Tingge: "Then why did you tell me so detailed!!! You are showing off! Show off your love! Damn you are human!"

The two huddled together in their seats.

So in the end, nothing was done.Hu Mu calmed down, and Kong Yu also calmed down.The two fell asleep face to face, exactly as Hoom imagined couples would do.

Was indeed photographed by the paparazzi when leaving.What was photographed was the scene where Kong Yu and he were standing downstairs waiting for the manager to drive over, and they were quietly hooking up with his little finger.

After thinking about it for a while, Hu Mu became skeptical: It's fine for a person like me who is a little confused. Kong Yu is so shrewd and has so much experience in hiding from paparazzi, it is impossible for him not to know that there is a camera there.Even if you don't know it, it's too ostentatious to hold fingers in broad daylight.

The amazing thing is that he is not afraid.Kong Yu is not afraid either.

"It's okay not to be afraid, which means that he is really a good person." Deng Tingge hooked his shoulders to him, and the actors practiced in the stands, "Life is just a few years, live a more open life, and feel comfortable."

Hu Mu looked at him: "How are you doing now?"

"It's much better." Deng Tingge said, "It will always get better and better."

Hu Mu sighed in admiration: "You are too powerful. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to survive."

"What stupid words?" Deng Tingge said.

After a few months, the play finally started touring.Deng Tingge also went to the hospital to remove the steel nails in his legs.

"He's recovering well." The doctor tapped his knee and instep with a small hammer, "Yeah, okay."

Deng Tingge bid farewell to the wheelchair and put on crutches.He didn't let Luo Hengqiu handle the wheelchair, and decided to store it in the utility room.

"Souvenir, how can I lose it?" He said, "It has witnessed my perseverance, and also witnessed the unswerving love between us..."

"Come serve the food." Luo Hengqiu said, "Stop acting."

Deng Tinge: "Oh."

When the play began to tour, Deng Tingge told his mentor that he might not be able to follow for a while.The legs are practicing how to walk without any aids. The muscles and nerves that have not been used for a long time are a little atrophied, and the joints are so stiff that they don't seem to be their own. They all need to be restored.

"It doesn't matter, you can come here when you are well." The tutor said, "But I have a request, and you must satisfy me."

The mentor made a wish: the last show of the tour will be in Beijing, and he hopes that Deng Tingge will be on stage.

"There is also your hard work and hard work in it." The instructor persuaded in an irresistible tone, "Take a step back, don't you want to stand on it? Xiao Deng, you walked out from here, you to come back."

During the time without work and exposure, Deng Tingge was very boring and had a very ordinary life.

He has been used to this kind of life since he was not used to it at the beginning, and it took him a long time to adjust.With little hesitation, he immediately agreed.

After returning home, I talked to Luo Hengqiu about this matter, and Luo Hengqiu asked him, did the instructor mean to let you gain exposure first, and then return to the public's field of vision.

"Really." Deng Tingge sat on the bed and asked Luo Hengqiu to massage his calf, "But brother, I have an idea."

Luo Hengqiu: "Say."

He specially went to a teacher to learn rehabilitation methods such as massage and massage, and now he is getting more and more familiar with it.

"I really like acting in a drama. If you really compare it, this kind of liking is better than acting in front of the camera." Deng Tingge said, "I think in the future - no, don't pinch it!"

Luo Hengqiu: "Continue talking."

Deng Tingge: "...Don't mess around. I want to do a job I like more in the future and reduce the frequency of TV and movie shooting."

Luo Hengqiu stopped.He looked at Deng Tingge and found that he was serious.

"I've thought about this for a long time," he said. "Actually, I've been thinking about it since my mentor invited me to join this project."