Fu Sichen
After waking up, that meeting in the hospital almost became the last time we met.
Upon hearing this name, Pei Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart skipped a beat. But soon, he returned to normal again and said "Oh" calmly.
"Oh?" Pei Zhen didn't react at all, but Xiao Nian followed Pei Zhen's past style and protested without thinking, "Why do you have to shoot with others? And it's still Fu Sichen. We Pei Zhen will not be like Fu Sichen." Let’s shoot together!”
"Huh?" A voice sounded from behind, "Why?"
"Why? The reason is not simple. Of course it's because we, Pei Zhen, don't like Fu..." Before the word "Si Chen" came out, Xiao Nian suddenly opened his mouth and turned his head to look blankly.
Fu Sichen, the male protagonist they were discussing, had one hand in his pocket and stared at them with a half-smile. Especially when I heard the word "I don't like", my eyes suddenly became as dark as a cold pool.
"Fu, Fu..." Xiao Nianduo is very good at observing people's emotions. His expression changed in the next moment. He must have been the old mother who gave him a handkerchief. She had a doggy smile on her face as if she was pimping her. "Best actor Fu, eh." Oh, what a coincidence. Our Pei Pei's favorite is you."
Pei Zhen, who was lying on the gun for no reason: "... "
After glancing at Fu Sichen lightly, Pei Zhen quickly looked away. He didn't say anything and just let the makeup artist apply it on his face.
I don’t agree, but I don’t refuse either.
Fu Sichen's eyes were focused on him, with an unusual indifference and tenderness that made him cry. Wang Youquan beside him couldn't bear to watch anymore and coughed unbearably.
"Ahem, Si Chen's makeup is going to be troublesome for the makeup artist."
As soon as these words came out, the other two makeup artists present quickly raised their hands: "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Pei Zhen has been taken away. If he misses Fu Sichen again, he will regret it to death. The makeup artists scrambled over it but couldn't come to a conclusion, but Fu Sichen said leisurely: "No, I'll do it myself."
Everyone: "Huh?"
The makeup artist covered her face: "Actor Fu, don't be angry. I, we..."
I want to say no more fighting, they will compete fairly. Fu Sichen said indifferently, and gave an explanation without knowing who it was for: "I am very loyal, and I will not let others touch my face in the future."
“…”
Not allowed to be touched by makeup artists? Who will touch it
Those who didn't understand looked at each other in confusion, while those who understood, such as Pei Zhen, almost spat out the sip of water he just drank, choking him and coughing repeatedly.
"Ah." The makeup artist was coughing a bit, and the makeup artist's hand shook, and the eyebrow pencil was stroked down mercilessly. The makeup artist girl panicked and apologized again and again, "Yes, I'm sorry, I..."
"No, it's okay." I don't know if it was because of the cough. Pei Zhen's face turned red. Even a slanting black mark couldn't make him look handsome. "It's my problem."
Pei Zhen remembered the scene when he just woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he met Fu Sichen's.
As the two looked at each other, time seemed to have stopped. Silence circulates, and the inexplicable emotions ferment and rise.
Pei Zhen saw Fu Sichen's red eyes and his throat was a little clogged: "You..."
The voice was hoarse and unseemly, but such a syllable broke Fu Sichen's mind, and he hugged the person.
When you bend down, you come down hard, and when you hug someone, you hug them tightly. His lips brushed across his cheek and landed on his ear, and Pei Zhen felt like he was on fire.
(End of chapter)