As if in a dream, Lu Wen hugged the flowers, his eyes were like Bentley's headlights, he stared straight at Qu Yanting, he was so happy that he turned his head and said, "I thought you weren't coming!"
With a smile on his face, Qu Yanting raised his fingertips to hook the clusters of lily petals, like scratching someone's face. If the little girl who tied the flowers was not slow, he could have been faster.
Expecting that Lu Wen would be happy, but not to this extent, Qu Yanting recalled that when he braked, there was only a tall figure in the middle of the road, wondering: "Have you been waiting for me?"
"I..." Lu Wen lied, "No, I'm enjoying the snow."
Qu Yanting joked: "You are quite interested."
While talking, the rest of the crew went downstairs, those carrying boxes and equipment, swarmed out of the unit door. Someone with sharp eyes was the quickest to spot a pair of figures beside the car and shouted, "Is it Teacher Lu? Teacher Lu!"
"What are you doing?" said the costume teacher, "I've been waiting for him for a long time. He's downstairs on a date."
When it was dark, Tao Meifan asked, "Who is Xiao Lu with?"
Kang Daning murmured, "Isn't it the exposure of the relationship?"
"Love your size!" Ren Shu recognized it, waved and shouted, "Yan Ting, come here and don't say a word!"
Everyone gathered around to say hello. Qu Yanting stepped back subconsciously, grabbed the edge of Lu Wen's leather jacket at the back of his waist, pulled it, and stood in front of him.
Lu Wen moved without showing any traces, holding a bouquet of flowers as a flower protector, and he discussed: "Director, it will be hard to go when the snow is heavy, let's move the position first?"
Ren Shu agreed: "Let's go, let's have dinner together!"
Lu Wen said, "I'll pay the bill tonight, can I choose the place?"
The crowd had no objection, they cheered and moved things to the parking lot. When it was almost time to disperse, Lu Wen turned around and said, "I won't go to karaoke, and I won't go to the luxurious banquet hall."
Qu Yanting was slightly startled: "Are you...to accommodate me?"
"I'm willing," Lu Wen said, "that's not considered accommodating."
Snowflakes kept falling down and splashing on his face, Qu Yanting lightly shook his eyelashes, and let himself push himself to ask: "What if I hide in the bathroom again?"
"Then I'm at the door again." Lu Wen replied, and then he invited, "Teacher Qu, would you like to come together?"
Qu Yanting nodded.
Lu Wenhun didn't regard himself as an outsider, and turned around and got into the co-pilot. Qu Yanting couldn't push him out anymore, so he also got into the car, and became the driver for this kid for the second time.
Driving out of the community gate, rubbing shoulders with the dirty Porsche, Ren Shu lowered the car window: "You two are so funny."
Qu Yanting also lowered: "What's so funny?"
Ren Shu said: "Xiao Lu was sitting in your passenger seat with flowers in his arms. At first glance, he thought you were carrying a girlfriend."
Qu Yanting said: "Your girlfriend is like a pillar? Let go."
Close the windows and set out on the road one after the other. The vehicles of the film crew followed behind, passing through the snowy night in a row with great momentum. The place Lu Wen found was a two-story izakaya, with red Japanese lanterns hanging in front of the door.
Everyone is tired and cold, just in need of such a place to boil a pot of wine, cook a bowl of noodles, and draw a warm end to the high-intensity crew life.
The two floors were filled, booths and long tatami tables were full, crowded and lively, Qu Yanting chose a seat in front of the bar, inside, next to a mural wall on the right.
Lu Wen sat on his left and asked, "Teacher Qu, what kind of wine do you drink?"
Qu Yanting didn't like sake, so he asked for beer and plum wine. The men in the director's team were even more wild. They went to a nearby tobacco and alcohol supermarket to bring a case of liquor, and they looked like they were going to drink it.
The first round of toasts was to celebrate the successful conclusion of Lu Wen and Tao Meifan. There were many "mother and son" scenes.
Afraid of getting drunk and making a fool of himself, Lu Wen swayed back to the high chair with weight in his hands. Seeing Qu Yanting eating chicken skewers in the corner, he sat down sideways and reached out to touch the rim of the other's cup.
Qu Yanting held it up: "Do you want to respect me?"
"Yeah." Lu Wen burst into laughter, "Teacher Qu, do you still remember the opening banquet, I went into the box to toast you?"
Qu Yanting pursed her lips, afraid of laughing too presumptuously. During those days in Chongqing, Lu Wen lost countless people. He drank half a bottle of beer and formally congratulated: "The next one will be better."
The last round of sashimi was served with thick green mustard. Qu Yanting had no fear if he could eat spicy food. He dipped it in his mouth, and after three to five seconds, he choked and turned his head away to cough.
Lu Wen took pleasure in other people's misfortunes, and leaned over to catch up with him, leaning over the back of his chair. Suddenly, Qu Yanting turned around, her face was red and her eyes were wet, and the tip of her nose was rubbed like a cherry blossom.
All the jokes that deserved to be beaten were stuck in his throat. Lu Wen hurriedly moved his face away, sat upright, pushed the cumin small material but said something wrong: "This grilled beef tongue is very fragrant, press it."
Qu Yanting asked contemptuously, "Why don't you look at me?"
Lu Wen replied: "Looking at the excitement, I have no quality."
The table at the bar was full of cups and saucers, Qu Yanting stretched out the tip of her chopsticks, and picked up a piece of beef tongue. There was a slight sound of chewing, followed by the sound of swallowing wine.
Qu Yanting drank the remaining half bottle of beer, took a new bottle, showed his white teeth skillfully bit off the cap, raised his neck and took another half bottle. Only then did Lu Wen realize that there were already four empty bottles by the wall.
Qu Yanting didn't communicate with others, and he seemed to be bored drinking alone. He was really bored, and the troubles of the previous two days had been suppressed. Tonight, he took the opportunity to drink away his worries.
Ren Shu duanbei looked for it, stood behind the gap between Lu Wen and Qu Yanting's seats, and said, "Sitting so far away, it's easy for me to find."
Qu Yanting put down his chopsticks: "Want a drink?"
The circle is so big, the news spread quickly, Ren Shu had already heard about it, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that you have accepted an idol drama, is it true or not?"
After answering all the calls, the cover-up was too dishonest, Qu Yanting replied: "Really."
Ren Shu was surprised and said: "It's not your style, what about uniting with others?"
"A ready-made book." Qu Yanting didn't explain in detail, "Claim my name."
Ren Shu didn't ask any more questions, clinked glasses, and was called away by the director team. Qu Yanting drank it down in one gulp and remained silent for a long time. Turning his face, he noticed Lu Wen's subtle expression.
"What's wrong with you?" Qu Yanting asked.
Lu Wen didn't understand the twists and turns of the screenwriting industry, but he understood it just now, and he asked, "Why do you want to name someone else's script?"
Qu Yanting smiled contemptuously for a moment, this is a mess, right? He replied: "The asking price is high."
Lu Wen said, "But you didn't write the story."
Qu Yanting said: "I didn't write it, but signed my name and gave me money, it's like a pie in the sky."
Lu Wen said: "This is tantamount to cheating!"
Qu Yanting acquiesced, and opened another bottle of wine.
Lu Wen was a little anxious. He had misunderstood Qu Yanting many times, no matter what he did or how he behaved, he proved Qu Yanting's lack of time time and time again, so he didn't want to believe that Qu Yanting would do this.
"Teacher Qu." Lu Wen did not give up, "Is it true?"
Qu Yanting said: "I just finished drafting the contract with the lawyer this afternoon, do you think it's true or not?"
Lu Wen said anxiously: "Why, you are not this kind of person!"
Qu Yanting felt dizzy and in pain as if he had been hit by a blow to the head. He couldn't figure out whether he was good or bad. stand up.
He said softly, "It means you don't understand me."
Lu Wen has a strong sense of right and wrong, and said awkwardly, "Maybe."
"Now you understand what kind of person I am?" Qu Yanting said to himself, "Are you disappointed?"
Lu Wen didn't answer yet, and the side was empty.
Holding two bottles of beer in one hand, Qu Yanting left the chair to look for the booth of the photography team. He was more eager to have a drink than to face the discomfort of a table of people.
When I was acting as a substitute director, I got to know each other very well, and Duan Meng said, "Editor Qu, come to our table and drink for nothing."
Qu Yanting shook the beer: "I drink cannonballs."
The mug of beer was submerged into a mug of white wine, and it was drained in one go before mixing. Qu Yanting poured three cannonballs in a row without changing his face, and the wine dripped into the internal organs.
Lu Wen struggled from a distance, half anxious and half angry, crazy to drink like this, but Qu Yanting didn't listen to him, grabbed a waiter casually, and said, "Cook sober ramen for that table, hurry up!"
A dinner party went on late into the night, and the photography team was the worst. Seven or eight men were almost wiped out. Some fell down, some vomited.
Qu Yanting was also drunk, but the smell of alcohol was not on his face, only a light touch of powder fell on his eyelids.
Several members of the production team will make arrangements for the drama. After Lu Wen paid the bill, he took his coat and went straight to the booth. The empty wine bottle under his feet jingled. He bent down and patted Qu Yanting's arm: "Teacher Qu?"
Qu Yanting opened her eyes and snorted.
Lu Wen pulled him up, put on his clothes, and took him outside with his arms around his waist. Qu Yanting didn't shake much, and was very honest. If he didn't make a sound, he couldn't even tell that he was drunk.
"Who is it?" Unfortunately, he said nothing.
Lu Wenwen was not happy, and was suffocated by the strong smell of alcohol. He clasped his arms and gritted his teeth and replied: "Live Lei Feng."
Qu Yanting sneered, went out and called the cold wind to pounce, and hid beside Lu Wen, feeling a little strange, he frowned: "Why are you touching me?"
Lu Wen was looking for the car key, found it, and threw it to a person waiting at the door, the driver of the Lu family, Xiao Shao.
After tossing for a long time and getting on the road, Lu Wen unscrewed the mineral water for Qu Yanting to drink, asked the driver to bring a pack of sour plums, and fed them too. Suddenly, the car jerked violently.
Lu Wen patted the driver's seat: "Drive carefully for me!"
Xiao Shao said: "Speed bump..."
Qu Yanting also wanted to speak: "Master, go to Linxie Garden and play the watch."
"Hey, okay." Xiao Shao cooperated, "Do you want an invoice?"
Lu Wen said speechlessly, "Why are you so poor?"
Xiao Shao asked: "Master, who is this gentleman?"
Lu Wen didn't want to reveal too clearly, and said in general: "I lead."
When Linxie Garden arrived, Lu Wen was a little surprised. He didn't expect Qu Yanting to live in such an ordinary community. After helping him out of the car, Qu Yanting refused to leave, and took out a hundred yuan and gave it to Xiao Shao.
The snow didn't stop and the ground was white. Qu Yanting was wrapped in the hot alcohol, and became more and more drunk. Lu Wen was worried, and followed, the two of them were covered in snow.
After finally getting into the elevator and reaching the ninth floor, Lu Wen was afraid of disturbing the neighbors, so he hugged Qu Yanting tightly to prevent Qu Yanting from wandering around. While opening the door, in the dark room with gloomy eyes, Commander Huang uttered a cry of "don't get close to strangers." .
Startled, Lu Wen closed the door and fumbled for the switch on the wall.
Before touching him, Qu Yanting put his arms around his waist and hugged him.
Lu Wen stood stiffly, with the hot smell of alcohol coming from the side of his neck, Qu Yanting leaned on his shoulder lightly, occupying most of his arms.
He couldn't judge whether Qu Yanting was unintentional or instinctive.
With his hand down, Lu Wen pressed Qu Yanting's back, and moved his other hand up, covering the back of Qu Yanting's head with ease. There was melted snow on the fine hair, which was cool.
Suddenly, Qu Yanting moved slightly: "Aren't you disappointed?"
Lu Wen swallowed silently and remained silent.
Qu Yanting said again: "Then you still follow me."
The waist suddenly loosened, and Lu Wen felt that Qu Yanting let go of him. He was a little panicked, but unexpectedly, Qu Yanting clumsily raised his hand because of drunkenness, and poked his chest with his index finger.
Qu Yanting poked and complained, with such a low voice: "You have no conscience..."
Lu Wen was paralyzed in the darkness, as if only his heart was alive.
The body under the palm was faintly unsteady, slowly falling down, in a strange house, under the surveillance of a pair of cat eyes, on the first snowy night of this winter—
Lu Wen hugged Qu Yanting horizontally.
"Stop poking." He begged for mercy in a deep voice, "I was wrong, okay?"