I Heard You Like Me Too

He was ready to be trained, but when he arrived at the costume department, the person in charge told him impatiently: "A batch of clothes will come in the next few days, and we will sort out the previous clothes in the past few days. It’s in the basement, you can find it there yourself.”

The filming of the movie was about to start, and Qin Zhan took the elevator downstairs without asking him why his clothes were put in the basement.

The elevator door closed gradually, and opened slowly after a while.

He walked all the way to the basement and used the faint light of his mobile phone to identify the words on it, but he didn't see any signs with costumes and other words on them.

Qin Zhan guessed that he was encountering revenge, but when he glanced over, he really saw a room with the words "wearing clothes" on it.

He hurried over and opened the door.

There was a switch on the wall, and he fumbled to turn on the light, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the back of his neck suddenly hurt, and there was a dark scene in front of him.

A cry of pain escaped his throat, and then he fell to the ground.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the coldness on the ground gradually penetrated into his limbs. He woke up in a jerk, sat up, and felt pain belatedly.

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness.

Qin Zhan raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, making sure it wasn't his fault, he pressed the back of his neck and stood up, groping forward.

He reached for his cell phone with the other hand, but found nothing, presumably he was taken away.

Qin Zhan gritted his teeth and continued walking forward.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he should have missed the start of filming.

What Director Lu hates the most is people who are not punctual. That person shuts himself here and dare not do anything to him, probably just to achieve the purpose of making Director Lu hate him.

Cut up the costume, pretend to be or conspire with the person in charge to trick yourself into the basement, then use a fake name card to lure yourself in, knock yourself out when you are not prepared, and finally lock the door.

Qin Zhan pushed the door open and took a deep breath.

His nostrils were full of dust, and there was nothing on the shelf he touched just now, it should be an abandoned house.

After Qi Yan's cold war, the crew began to make things difficult for Qin Zhan intentionally or unintentionally.

First, he deliberately overturned his food, splashed water, isolated him, and then cut his costume to pave the way for the present matter.

He hooked his lips, but his mind was still calm.

The only thing that made him fluctuate was Qi Yan's cold war.

Involuntarily, Qin Zhan raised his hand to touch his cool thin lips, recalling the scene of that day.

Qi Yan couldn't bear his gossip, subconsciously blocked his words with his lips.

Qin Zhan suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the handsome man who was so close.

Feeling that the person under him was no longer moving, Qi Yan slowly backed away a little bit, his heart seemed to collapse a little, his ears were hot, but he was concerned about his own face, but he pretended not to care: " If you keep arguing, I will treat you more than this."

His tone was too calm, as if such behavior was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Qin Zhan's instinctive joy was like falling into an ice cave at that moment, the light in his eyes flickered, and quickly disappeared.

"Then... what do you want to do?" He clenched his teeth, but it was only six words, but he said it with extra effort.

There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, he swayed with difficulty but still stood firm, hesitantly probing: "You... are you gay?"

Qi Yan's figure froze for a moment, and when he suddenly said this identity so blatantly, Qi Yan's eyes quickly fell on him.

Pausing for a moment, as if angry, he bullied Qin Zhan, his hand along his shoulders all the way to his lower abdomen, his eyes deepened, and his voice was bewitching: "Then guess... am I? And... What do I want to do?"