After the change, the stand-in and the second male ran away [Transmigration Book]

Why did Rong Zehuai come to such a place?

While looking outside, Qiu Zhuo opened the car door and got out.

In the grove not far away, there are returning birds chirping, the setting sun paints the sky evenly, and all the noise is isolated under the mountain. Qiu Zhuo felt tranquility when he stood here.

He had no intention of prying into Rong Zehuai's privacy, but looked at the little nurse standing on the steps with curious eyes, and then looked away.

The nursing home is quite big, and there is a small garden not far from the entrance.

Anyway, standing is still standing, it is better to breathe in the past.Qiu Zhuo walked over there with strides, looking at the flowers and plants in the flower bed while strolling.

"The old lady said that you would come today, so she waited on the balcony for a while." The nurse waited for Rong Zehuai on the steps on the second floor with a smile on his face, and took the tonic from him.

"Son!" The old lady's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she stood up tremblingly, leaning on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the nurse next to him quickly reached out to help him.

"No need, I'm fine for a while." The old lady muttered and shook off the nurse's hand, and opened her arms towards Rong Zehuai with a smile.

Rong Zehuai also smiled, and trotted over to pull his mother into his arms.

"Oh, what a great day today!" Rong Zehuai looked down at his mother with smiling eyes.

"No, look at this hair. I did it myself and didn't ask for help." The old lady took Rong Zehuai's arm and walked towards the balcony. Although her footsteps were a little flimsy, her complexion improved a lot.

"It's rare to be awake for a while. I missed you yesterday. I was afraid you were busy, so I didn't call." The old lady sat back on the wheelchair with the support of her son.

"Call me, I wish you could call me." Rong Zehuai pushed his mother forward, took the blanket from the nurse next to him, and put it on her lap.

"Has something good happened to you recently?" Mother turned her head to look carefully at Rong Zehuai's expression, and the latter squatted down directly, looking at her at the same level: "Is there anything? Take a look?"

The mother was amused by his serious expression, she held Rong Zehuai's face in both hands, and rubbed her son's brows with her thumb, "You child likes to hide things since you were a child, but you have never been able to hide the little calculations in your heart from me .”

Rong Zehuai just wanted to make a joke to refute, when suddenly the sound of branches breaking came from the small garden downstairs, and the two of them looked down in unison.

In the middle of the garden, Qiu Zhuo squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, with a dry branch at his feet.

Just now, a dead branch of the pine tree above the sun room suddenly fell off, which startled him a lot.

"Are you all right, young man?" The old lady stretched her neck and shouted down.

Qiu Zhuo slowly raised his head, and after finding the source of the sound, he shook his head apologetically and embarrassingly, and stood up, "It's okay."

Rong Zehuai couldn't help chuckling beside him.

"You know him?" The old lady looked at Rong Zehuai with interrogating eyes.

He looked away, but the corners of his mouth still raised a slight arc, fully exposing people's small thoughts.

"Hurry up and call someone up, how can there be such a pair of friends?" The old lady spoke, Rong Zehuai had no choice but to go downstairs and invite Qiu Zhuo up.

"Scared just now?" Rong Zehuai checked and found no scratches on Qiu Zhuo's body, so he reached out and took a dead leaf off his shoulder.

The two were very close, and Qiu Zhuo could smell the vague fragrance of this man the moment Rong Zehuai raised his hand.

Consciousness suddenly lost.

What kind of perfume is this?Or the smell on his clothes?

Light, with a little bit of iris elegance.

"Let's go? My mother said she wanted to see you."

Before Qiu Zhuo could react, he was taken to the second floor.

Confused, the old lady held hands and said a few words.

"You look even more upright than my Rong Rong." The old lady liked it so much, she looked left and right.

"It's been so many years that I haven't seen a friend by his side." The old lady joked, "So he was waiting for you."

Qiu Zhuo is not very good at responding to the compliments of elders and relatives, so he pursed his lips and smiled, and repeated a few words: "There is nothing right. You are flattering."

Rong Zehuai was originally very resistant to people knowing about his family's affairs, but after switching to Qiu Zhuo, it became a little different.

Qiu Zhuo squatted on the side of the wheelchair talking to the old lady, and Rong Zehuai helped his mother arrange her hair and blankets from time to time, and stayed like this for more than ten minutes until the sun set.

The lights of the city in the distance gradually brighten up, and the dots are like a galaxy of radiant stars.

"It's windy, let's go back." Rong Zehuai pushed the wheelchair back, his mother's physical strength was a little exhausted, and her eyes became blurred.

Rong Zehuai carefully helped his mother wrap up the blanket in front of the room door, and was about to help her get up and go to the bed. Unexpectedly, the old lady pushed him away, staggered forward in horror and muttered, "Who are you, Don't touch me don't touch me."

Seeing this, the nurse immediately went to support her, looked back at Rong Zehuai apologetically, put her on the bed, coaxed her softly, and rang the calling bell beside the bed to call for the doctor to come and have a look.

After a while, several professional doctors and nurses came over and squeezed into the room to check the situation. Only Rong Zehuai, a blood relative, stood at the door and watched silently, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face.

Although he guessed a little about Rong Zehuai's mother's condition through the details, Qiu Zhuo was still a little surprised by this scene.

When his gaze turned to Rong Zehuai, Qiu Zhuo's eyelashes trembled, he took two steps forward, and put his hand on Rong Zehuai's shoulder.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Qiu Zhuo's eyes reflected the starlight of the whole city, and Rong Zehuai most wanted to pick the one in the corner of his eyes.

He exhaled imperceptibly, smiled at Qiu Zhuo and said, "I even forgot that I was supposed to send you home, but it took so long."

"There is no delay, let's go." Qiu Zhuo patted Rong Zehuai on the shoulder, wanting to take him downstairs.

Although he couldn't see anything when he walked away, Rong Zehuai turned his head slightly when he left.

The car started up again, slowly left the nursing home, and returned to the main road of the city.

Rong Zehuai didn't speak along the way, and quietly turned the steering wheel, but Qiu Zhuo could clearly feel that his mood was much lower than in the afternoon.

"It's here." Rong Zehuai parked the car firmly under the neighborhood, still holding the steering wheel with both hands, and staring straight ahead.

Qiu Zhuo unbuckled his seat belt, but didn't get out of the car immediately.

When he was sick in his previous life, he could always hear the late night sobbing of the little girl's parents in the next bed.

No matter what kind of illness you suffer from, it will always be your dearest family members who suffer the most.

"Today...thank you." Qiu Zhuo cleared his throat, and then said.

Rong Zehuai moved his fingers on the steering wheel and nodded silently.

"I'm not very good at saying consoling words. I just want to tell you not to worry too much. Although Auntie sometimes doesn't recognize you, at least you still exist in her best memory."

"If you are sad, you can tell me. After all, I am also your boyfriend who has been talking with you for a year." The atmosphere was a bit serious, so Qiu Zhuo tried to make a joke.

Rong Zehuai blinked his eyes, turned his head to look at Qiu Zhuo.

The lights in the car suddenly went out, and darkness and silence covered the entire space.

It seemed that the whole world became quiet for a moment, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing clearly.

Qiu Zhuo straightened up and stretched out his arms towards Rong Zehuai in the darkness.

A warm hug.

"It's not sad." Qiu Zhuo stretched out his hand and patted Rong Zehuai's back, as if to comfort a big dog who was wronged.

Rong Zehuai's body froze for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

He greedily and restrainedly rubbed Qiu Zhuo's shoulder socket, and he seemed to be greatly satisfied with every breath he took.

Seeing that Rong Zehuai had no reaction, Qiu Zhuo wanted to let go of his hand, but at the moment of letting go, Rong Zehuai suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The huge inertia caused him to fall into Rong Zehuai's arms, his forehead was firmly pressed against the latter's chest, and the intimate distance even made him feel the vibration of Rong Zehuai's heartbeat.

Qiu Zhuo felt that his whole body was about to explode.

"Hold for a while longer." Rong Zehuai's voice was soft and urgent, as if Qiu Zhuo in his arms would turn into smoke and drift away if he spoke slowly.

"Please."

Qiu Zhuo only felt that these two words hit his heart, and Rong Zehuai's lonely expression when he lowered his eyelashes quickly appeared in his mind, which was obedient and pitiful.

He's obviously quite tall, but why does he act so coquettishly so it makes people feel distressed?

Qiu Zhuo didn't dare to breathe, and could only be hugged by Rong Zehuai.

The body temperature of two people interacts, and a hug can catch each other's breath.

The sense of time seemed to be lost in this car, Qiu Zhuo didn't know how long it had passed, Rong Zehuai finally let go of himself, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"No, nothing." Qiu Zhuo pretended to be magnanimous, but in fact he just used the dim light to hide his blushing.

God knows that a hug can make people's heart beat faster like this?

Xiaobai, a novice who has only acted and never really dated, is a little apprehensive.

"Go up, good night." Rong Zehuai didn't seem to dare to look at Qiu Zhuo any more, and lowered his head to open the car door for him.

Qiu Zhuo hurriedly replied, as if he was afraid that people would see a flaw, he went upstairs at a constant pace, but he didn't know that he was completely exposed by his panic-stricken footsteps.

When the figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Mr. Rong, who was shy and didn't dare to look at him just now, did not hide his shining eyes at this moment.

so cute so cute so cute...

Rong Zehuai looked down at his hands and smiled softly.

Did you like to act like a baby?

That's great.

Rong Zehuai's lonely mood before was swept away, his whole body seemed to be half-charged, and he wished he could get out of the car and go for a couple of laps and jump up and down.

At night, the moon hangs high in the blue velvet sky. Rong Zehuai sat in the car until the light on the right side of the seventh floor suddenly came on. district.

Two weeks later, the movie "None of Two Places" finally ushered in the news of its announcement. Qiu Jing said that he would fully cooperate with the announcement arrangement, and also said that he would push all the variety shows.

"He must be more popular now than before. The one who was not in the news a while ago?" Qiu Jing swiped his phone while tilting his stool, chewing bubble gum.

Qiu Jing had just come off a show, and before he could take off his makeup, he was called by his manager to a meeting.

"That's why we have to do our best to announce this time." The agent showed the ppt expressionlessly, "Look at his current discussion."

"Although we have received two TV series, one movie and many variety shows since we returned to China, the speed of fan growth has dropped significantly compared to before." The manager said: "If Qiu Zhuo's data has been so good, the public will only become more and more popular." Leaning towards him, although the two of you have different ways of playing, there is actually no difference in the eyes of passers-by, they only care about whose play is better and whose popularity is higher."

Qiu Jing rarely put down his phone and began to look at his manager seriously.

"So when the announcement is made, you put [-]% of your energy into it." The manager adjusted his glasses, "We are the leading actors. Let's do it. Don't let him overwhelm the limelight."

Qiu Jing blinked and nodded.

"Look, this poster is really well done." Li Xiaoman looked at the phone, and the finalized poster just sent by the film crew was full of admiration.

"Let me see?" Qiu Zhuo was doing makeup and hair, and he couldn't wait to turn his head away when he heard this, but the makeup artist pressed his head back vigorously, "Don't move, you are drawing your eyebrows."

"Here, can you see if it's good?" Li Xiaoman held the phone screen in front of Qiu Zhuo.

He straightened his neck and opened one eye to look with difficulty.

The poster is mainly blue and white. The elder brother Lin Jiahang is sitting in a wheelchair, and the younger brother Lin Jiayi is standing behind him, covering his elder brother's eyes with his hand.The corners of the two people's mouths were smiling, but tears were streaming down their faces.The misty fog covered most of their bodies, and the title and release time were written in gray on the top of the poster.

"It's really good," Qiu Zhuo commented after watching it: "You can see how sad this movie is just by looking at the poster."

Qiu Zhuo recalled the heart-wrenching feeling when filming the ending, and quickly asked Sister Li to move the screen away from his eyes.

"Are there any preparations for coming to the stage this time?" Li Xiaoman put away her phone, and asked Qiu Zhuo next to him.Originally, he had finished the script for the first scene, but he just glanced at it and threw it aside.

"It's not my own true feelings, what should I do with it?" Qiu Zhuo threw away the script and gave Sister Li a thumbs up, "Trust me, Sister."

Qiu Zhuo opened one eye and looked at her, "I've typed up the manuscript, and I've memorized the process."

"That's fine, just improvise and don't be stage frightened. This time it's a live broadcast, and many important media have come to the scene." Li Xiaoman nodded and counted the names of the major media, "Not only these, but also most of the producers. Here we are."

Qiu Zhuo turned his head when he heard this, "The producer? Has Rong Zehuai come?"

"Oh, don't move, it's not easy to correct the painting if it's crooked." The makeup artist grabbed Qiu Zhuo's chin and gently straightened his head back.

"Here we come." Li Xiaoman's gossiping expression came out again, "Are you thinking about it?"

"No, don't make random guesses." Qiu Zhuo raised his head, his face unchanged.

In fact, it is a lie not to miss.Ever since that time when he took the initiative to hug Rong Zehuai in the car, Qiu Zhuo felt that the relationship between them had become a little more delicate.

Qiu Qian was drunk that time, but this time it was different, Qiu Zhuo was sober and hugged Rong Zehuai, the meaning changed.

After that night, Rong Zehuai never contacted Qiu Zhuo, only occasionally contacted on the phone, but most of them were irrelevant.

Qiu Zhuo knew that Rong Zehuai was loosening the thread in his hand on purpose, but he would not be so stupid to take the bait.

Although he has no experience in love, Qiu Zhuo understands the truth clearly.

If you take the initiative, you lose.That's what it says in the script.

That hug doesn't count.Qiu Zhuo thought carefully.

That time it was Rong Zehuai who was sad and acted like a baby.Not self-initiated.

"Okay, open your eyes." With the words of the makeup artist, Qiu Zhuo seemed to be pardoned.

Before he had time to look at himself in the mirror, Qiu Zhuo put his eyes on the jewelry box on the table.

"You take one and put it on yourself, it's too plain to look good on your hands." Sister Li looked at Qiu Zhuo for a while, and then clicked on the pile of rings not far away.

Qiu Zhuo's hand paused on those rings, and picked up the one he bought with Rong Zehuai before.

The backstage was very lively. As soon as Qiu Zhuo passed by, he saw many acquaintances from the previous filming.They greeted each other one by one, and then saw Director Pan behind the curtain.

"Good boy, let me see if he's getting fatter." Director Pan squeezed his shoulders and walked around, nodded and said, "Young people recover quickly."

Qiu Zhuo nodded with a smile, and caught a glimpse of Qiu Jing standing beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Long time no see." Qiu Zhuo stretched out his hand towards him.

Because of the brainwashing of Qiu Zhuo by his agent and company some time ago, Qiu Jing is not daring to let go of Qiu Zhuo now.He nodded, and patted Qiu Zhuo's hand with his fingertips as a greeting.

"Don't be so indifferent on stage, the relationship between the two of us for publicity hasn't broken yet." Qiu Zhuo glanced at Qiu Jing.

However, it turns out that Qiu Zhuo is needless to worry.

After taking the stage, Qiu Jing seemed to be a different person in front of the camera. He was very lively and cheerful. He and Qiu Zhuo also talked and laughed. The two of them were as friendly as brothers who ate and lived together.

Qiu Zhuo sneered a few times in his heart, and also put on a harmonious look on his face.

After the opening, there was a personal introduction session, and Qiu Zhuo's part was arranged behind, so he had time on stage to observe the audience.

Not this, not this...

When Qiu Zhuo found Rong Zehuai who was sitting upright, he happened to be looking at him too.

Qiu Zhuo was relieved, but looked away in the next second, pretending to be very interested in the host's speech.

When speaking while holding the microphone, the ring on Qiu Zhuo's hand was illuminated by stage lights, and Rong Zehuai in the audience squinted his eyes.

The speaking session is over, followed by the Q&A session.

The host smiled and asked them a question, "I heard that the two leading actors lived together for a while to make this movie, right?"

"Yes, in order to adapt to the character design as soon as possible." Qiu Jing replied: "At that time, my brother had to rehearse the movements of hemiplegia, and I was fixing the props on the side."

"Sometimes I also help with hair washing and bathing." Qiu Jing showed an embarrassed smile as he spoke, and the host immediately caught the gossip hot spot and dug along the question.

Of course Rong Zehuai knew that what he said on stage must have been exaggerated.But when Qiu Jing stood up and hugged Qiu Zhuo intimately, and Qiu Zhuo was still happy, Rong Zehuai couldn't help rubbing the scar on his middle finger.

The author has something to say: five thousand!Akimbo!Compliment me!

Xiao Zhuo knows the secret of seducing dogs. When you are sad, you should hug him and wear a ring when you are on stage.

Fluffy memorizes the formula for catching foxes, act coquettishly, act coquettishly, and act coquettishly again!

I declare that Fluffy wins! !