I just want to hold a hand [entertainment circle]

After the New Year, a little snow fell in City A. Looking out through the French windows of the living room, the window was covered with snow, and occasionally the snow-white branches could shake off a little snow.

Good-looking is good-looking, but it is cold.

Tang Ci has always been a person who is afraid of cold and heat, and is very delicate. Yu Lan also knows his stink, so he gave him a few days off after the year.

Lin Hang hasn't dyed his hair for a while, and his hair has gradually returned to its original black color. It's strange that his facial features are naturally a bit mixed, with a high nose and thin lips, deep eyebrows and eyes, but his hair color is pure oriental black.

To be honest, it looks pretty innocent.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Tang Ci went out of the house. Before going out, he wrapped himself tightly into a rice dumpling and wrapped the scarf around his chin three times. He was as fat as a penguin preparing to store food for the winter.

Lin Hang didn't dislike it, he dragged the fat penguin into the car, the heater was turned on in advance, and it was so warm that Tang Ci untied his scarf as soon as he got in the car.

Compared with Tang Ci, Lin Hang looked much lighter. He took off his coat as soon as he got in the car, and he wore a turtleneck sweater inside. Kind of like a magazine cover.

Tang Ci took Lin Hang out to cut his hair today.

Lin Hang hadn't cut his hair for a while, and the broken hair covered his ears a bit. It happened that the two of them were fine today, so they just came out and got a haircut.

Lin Hang didn't have any obsession with hairstyles, and he didn't even want to read the brochures at the clubhouse, so he simply said, "Cut it short."

This Buddha is not easy to offend. The yellow-haired Tony next to him was afraid that he would make a serious move. He fiddled with it for a long time but didn't dare to make a move. He asked again: "How short?"

Then he gesticulated twice against the roots of his hair and asked, "Is this or this?"

Lin Hang glanced at him lightly, with a little impatience in his eyes.

It was Tang Ci who glanced at the side and said, "Cut your hair to an inch, and cut it as short as you can."

Only then did Tony respond with an "ah", his eyes subconsciously fell on Lin Hang next to him, seeing that there seemed to be no objection on the face of this always difficult master, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

While fiddling with tools, he turned his eyes silently around Lin Hang and Tang Ci.

This barber shop has a membership system, and its confidentiality is well-known in the industry. The service staff are naturally of first-class quality, and even gossip will not show on their faces.

After finishing Lin Hang's haircut, Tony turned sideways to arrange the tools, keeping an eye on the movement from the corner of his eyes.

Lin Hang's hair was cut very short against his scalp, and there was only a short layer of cyan stubble. Lin Hang's facial features were sharp, and this hair cut made him look even more fierce.

Tang Ci stared at Lin Hang with a serious face for a while, looked up and down, and suddenly said: "It looks like a new boyfriend."

Lin Hang: "..."

Lin Hang almost didn't bring it up in one breath, and saw Tang Ci slapped the young man with a fierce face, smiling: "I made it."

The tips of Lin Hang's ears turned red from the kiss, and his innocence became a lot.

Tony who witnessed the whole process next to him: The painting style of these two people seems to be different from what I imagined...

After Tang Ci was on vacation after the year, Yu Lan put him into a new crew again. The script was a good script, and the director was also a good director. Except that it took two months for the location to start, there really were no other shortcomings.

Tang Ci was originally afraid of the cold, but when he left City A and went to the northern city, it was really called a snow-covered mountain, a world of ice and snow.

There is a hot kang and heating in the room, it’s okay, but when you leave the room, the air-conditioning goes straight to the bones, Lin Fei is wrapped in long johns and a cotton jacket, he can’t stand it, Tang Ci is in a costume and just doesn’t say a word, the scene that should be filmed Did not fall.

On the night when Yu Lanfei came to visit the set, Tang Ci was on an outdoor scene. He was frozen in the cold for half an hour in his unlined clothes. The shed he built was useless at all, and the heating could not be kept. The director had strict requirements, and there was no warm baby inside. Let the stickers be posted, afraid that the photos will not look good, so I can only resist.

When the director called to stop, Tang Ci's lips were blue. Lin Fei and Yu Lan hurriedly put on their clothes and handed them a hand stove. Tang Ci's fingers were stiff, and his hands trembled several times before he managed to close the clothes towards the middle.

The director took a few glances at the film first, probably because he was satisfied with the result, his eyes warmed up a lot, he waved his hands and let Tang Ci go back to rest, and didn't bother anyone anymore.

Tang Ci was really freezing tonight, and he didn't recover for several hours after returning to the hotel. As soon as Lin Fei entered the room, he got something to repel the cold, stared at Tang Ci and drank it before leaving.

Yu Lan was afraid of delaying Tang Ci's rest, so she piled up the things she brought this time in a corner of the room, and went out as well.

When Lin Hang's video call came, Tang Ci had just finished taking a shower, and he was a little dizzy after drinking the medicine just now. He leaned on the bed and waited for Lin Hang's call with half-closed eyes.

The young man at the other end of the video probably just arrived home, and he didn't even have time to take off his coat. There was a little snow on his shoulders, which turned into dark water stains on his clothes when he was blown by the heater.

Lin Hang had sharp eyes, glanced at him twice, and asked, "Sleepy?"

Tang Ci was afraid of the cold even in the room, his clothes and quilt were in a mess, and he curled up inside, his eyelashes drooping sleepily at the moment, as if he would fall asleep in a second.

Tang Ci said "um".

As soon as Tang Ci spoke, Lin Hang frowned, and made a low, nasal sound. Looking again, Tang Ci's cheeks were also a little abnormally red, like rouge.

He frowned, and his expression was rarely serious: "Do you have a fever?"

Tang Ci's reaction was a bit slow, and he opened his eyes slightly after a while, his expression was a little dull, and he saw Lin Hang put down the tablet on the other side of the screen, and directly changed his mobile phone to call Lin Fei.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of Tang Ci's room.

After Lin Fei entered the room, he took Tang Ci's temperature urgently. Fortunately, his temperature didn't rise too high, but he had a low-grade fever. Even so, Lin Hang's face didn't come down, and he asked Lin Fei to take Tang Ci to the hospital with a bad tone. water.

Lin Fei looked at Lin Hang's dark complexion, and his voice was a little weak: "This time, the filming location of the crew is a bit off, and the nearest hospital is several hours away, but there is a doctor accompanying the crew, I asked him to give Tang Brother, take a look?"

Lin Hang's lips were tightly pursed, and his face darkened a few degrees visibly.

The doctor came quickly, and he simply gave Tang Ci some water in the room, and prescribed a few more pills, but nothing else could help.

As soon as the effect of the medicine came up, the drowsiness swept over quickly, Tang Ci's eyelashes drooped in less than a moment, his face was pressed against the pillow, and he fell asleep slightly sleepy.

Watching people hang water is a very boring job, and it is getting late at night, Lin Fei sat by the bed and watched for a while, couldn't help but dozed off slightly.

After an unknown period of time, someone next to him coughed, and Lin Fei stood up from the bed in a jerk, and subconsciously looked at the water hanging from Tang Ci, and found that it had just reached the bottom, and the blood would probably return in 2 minutes.

Lin Fei scolded himself for being careless while fetching water for Tang Ci. His eyes subconsciously glanced to the side, and he saw that the screen above was still on from beginning to end. I never left.

When Tang Ci woke up the next day, he still had a fever. He was not sick for some time, but once in a while, he would be ruthless. He was lying under the quilt, even his bones were soft, and his fingers were so limp that he couldn't lift his strength.

The director was quite conscientious, seeing that Tang Ci really couldn't make a movie like this, he waved his big hand and gave him a day off.

Tang Ci was woken up at noon and reluctantly drank a bowl of hot porridge, and fell asleep again groggy.

When I woke up again, it was almost evening, and Tang Ci was full of sleep for almost a day. At this moment, my mind seemed to be soaked in hot water, and I couldn’t distinguish my surroundings. I heard rustling noises in the corner of the room. .

"... Lin Fei, give me a glass of water." As soon as Tang Ci spoke, he realized that his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, as if the tip of a compass pen was scratching on sandpaper.

After a while, after his eyes flickered, one hand touched his forehead first, and then he handed over the water glass to his mouth.

Tang Ci was stunned, the fog covering his retinas gradually dissipated, he saw Lin Hang sitting by the bed, wondering if he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were dark and blue, and he was looking at him with a dusty body.

The winter dusk is not strong, and the sunlight is gentle, drawing a handsome golden outline on the young man's face.

It was obvious that Lin Hang had just entered the room not long ago, the cold air on his body had not completely dissipated, and his expression was a bit stern, and because of this, he was not too close to Tang Ci, but separated by a short distance.

Tang Ci was slightly taken aback.

The distance between the two cities is not too close, even the fastest flight may not be able to catch them, Lin Hang probably didn't sleep all night.

Seeing Tang Ci's thoughts, Lin Hang said, "It's not troublesome to take a private jet."

The young man's words are deceiving. Even if he is on his own plane, he should be tossing or tossing. The tired look on his face alone can't fool people.

Tang Ci pursed his lips, and slightly moved aside.

Lin Hang paused, with a hesitant expression on his face: "You just had a fever..."

He is so cold, if he passes it to Tang Ci, it will probably be a toss again, Tang Ci doesn't feel sorry for himself, he still loves him.

There is no reason to talk to the patient, only to see Tang Ci squinting his eyes slightly, with a displeased expression on his face, and a slanted glance: "Are you going to come up?"

Lin Hang's Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and he and Tang Ci hadn't actually seen each other for almost two weeks. It was really hard to resist the temptation, and he couldn't utter a word "no".

Tang Ci watched Lin Hang take off his coat coldly, and then heated himself up with a hair dryer inside and out, and then went to bed.

As soon as he got into the bed, another person on the other side of the bed slowly curled into his arms, probably due to illness that made people faint, Tang Ci's slightly hot cheek was pressed against Lin Hang's neck to the collarbone, showing A certain degree of dependence implies.

Tang Ci was actually full of sleep, but he was still curled up in Lin Hang's arms motionless, like a snake waiting to hibernate.

Lin Hang's heart was warmly pasted. He touched Tang Ci's back twice with his palm, and hugged him comfortingly. The high tension of the night made him nervous, and he quickly closed his eyes with his eyelids down. .

This was what Lin Fei saw when he hurried through the door. The two people on the bed were clinging to each other, their posture was intimate, and there was no gap between them, just like two swans crossing their necks.

As soon as Lin Fei entered the door, Tang Ci opened his eyes. His eyes were clear. Before Lin Fei could speak, he made a quiet gesture first.

Lin Fei almost forgot his business when he was interrupted like this, and he patted his head to think of it after being stunned for a while.

He unlocked the phone and handed it to Tang Ci, which was a brand new red entry with the word 'boiling' in the upper right corner.

#林阁旅队见队唐ci, the two suspected of coming out publicly#

Tang Ci finished the entry with a calm expression, his face remained unchanged, and said to Lin Fei: "Bring me the mobile phone next to the bed."

Lin Fei was anxious like an ant on a hot pot at the moment. Naturally, Tang Ci did whatever he wanted. Just as he handed over the phone, Tang Ci swiped the phone twice, and threw the phone back to Lin Fei, squinting. Focus on continuing to sleep.

Li Fei was a little confused holding the phone, and said in his mouth: "By the way, Sister Yu told you not to log in to your account for a few days, she is trying to find a way to publicize..."

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang twice. It was Yu Lan's call. Lin Fei picked it up, but before he could make a sound, he was scolded bloody: "Didn't I tell you to be optimistic about Tang Ci?" Why? Who told you to let him log in?!! The entry is difficult to suppress, but now it’s boiling, if it wasn’t for filming in this corner of the mountain, the outside would have been fenced off by now!”

Lin Fei was stunned, and opened Weibo with stiff hands and feet, only to see that his special concern had just reposted Weibo 2 minutes ago: I just arrived in the afternoon, can you be more informed?

Lin Fei: "!!!!!!"

"Hmm..." Lin Hang had a headache from the quarrel, and he listened to everything just now, frowning impatiently at this moment, his head still buried in Tang Ci's neck, pointing lazily with only one finger, "Get my phone."

Lin Fei: "..."

After ten seconds, Lin Hang probably couldn't bear to wait, the air condensed, and Lin Fei procrastinatedly handed over the phone.

Lin Hang squinted his eyes and scratched twice, and Lin Fei looked at another message that popped up with special attention, wanting to cry without tears.

Lin Hang: Be confident and remove the suspicion.

"..." Lin Fei wanted to die a little bit.

On his side, he doubted life, while Lin Hang glanced at him coolly and said, "Is there anything else?"

Lin Fei shuddered and rolled away.

Lin Hang closed his eyes again, hugging Tang Ci to make up for the lack of sleep he had last night, the muted phone kept lighting up on the bedside screen, but no one was free to take care of him at the moment.

Weibo is paralyzed.

And Tang Ci and Lin Hang had a rare and full sleep in a remote mountain corner far away from City A.

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone~