"Just, just last time." Huo Qu's ears were flushed, and he lowered his head and dared not look into Yu Qinghuan's eyes, and explained in a small and vague voice.
"Which one was last time? Why didn't I know?" A strange feeling suddenly rose in Yu Qinghuan's heart. He even forgot that he was still in Huo Qu's arms, and squinted his eyes and asked, "Tell me clearly."
Huo Qu was afraid that he would be angry, so he did not dare to lie, and replied honestly: "When you are sick..."
That day, Qing Huan looked very sad. Even when she fell asleep, she had nightmares and even talked in her sleep.
Seeing Yu Qinghuan like this, Huo Qu also felt uncomfortable.
He didn't know what to do, so he instinctively jumped onto the bed in a hurry, and hugged Yu Qinghuan in his arms, hoping to comfort him.
Strange to say, Yu Qinghuan, who was still very uncomfortable at first, actually calmed down after being hugged by him for a while, and fell into a deep sleep.
To Huo Qu, this matter is like a piece of candy that exudes sweetness. He got such a treasure, and he carefully and tightly hid it, taking it out from time to time to smell and sniff it. , even others feel reluctant to look at it.
Of course, Yu Qinghuan was no one else. But... Huo Qu instinctively felt that it was better to hide this from him.
After figuring out what happened, Yu Qinghuan's sense of weirdness dissipated a lot, he pushed Huo Qu's chest, motioned him to put himself down, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm not sick, it's just for filming, don't worry about it. , after the filming, you will get fat back."
As Yu Qinghuan expected, Huo Qu really didn't understand what he meant.
But seeing Yu Qinghuan's relaxed look, he could only hold on to the corner of his clothes and said earnestly, "Qinghuan, you can't get sick anymore, you have to take care of yourself."
Yu Qing smiled happily: "I see, why are you so long-winded!"
Huo Qu looked serious: "Because I'm worried about you."
Zhao Qingyuan, who has been forgotten for a long time: "..."
and many more! Why did he feel something was wrong? Where does this inexplicable feeling of being shown affection come from? Did he have a broken head for filming? !
"Qinghuan!" In order to show his sense of existence and break the strange atmosphere in the room, Zhao Qingyuan suddenly ran over, inserted himself between the two, and dragged Yu Qinghuan to the outside, "Come, come, I tell you something."
Yu Qinghuan was puzzled: "What can't you say directly here?"
Zhao Qingyuan looked at him with a look of hatred, "I'm not doing it for you!"
Yu Qinghuan was confused by what he said, and followed him out of the door confusedly until he reached a remote corner, and then asked, "What's the matter?"
"Here." Like a thief, Zhao Qingyuan took out a few beautiful headbands from the pocket inside his jacket and stuffed them into Yu Qinghuan's hands mysteriously, "I picked them out for you, what do you think?"
Yu Qinghuan felt that the little girl used similar things, so she snorted and said, "It's pretty."
"That's right," Zhao Qingyuan smiled meanly and bumped Yu Qinghuan with his shoulder, "As long as you like it."
Yu Qinghuan felt that today's Zhao Qingyuan was a bit strange, but he was always so mean-spirited on weekdays that Yu Qinghuan couldn't say what was wrong with him for a while, until—
"Qing Huan~" Zhao Qingyuan winked at him and whispered, "I tell you, my sister is a designer."
Yu Qinghuan: "???"
What does he want to express? Why did you suddenly tell him about his sister
Zhao Qingyuan: "The clothes she designs are particularly popular with girls, and she is famous in the circle! When I go back this time, I will secretly ask her to design a skirt for you."
After speaking, he looked at Yu Qinghuan with a "I'm enough buddy" expression.
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
After a long silence, he looked at Zhao Qingyuan blankly, "Qingyuan, seriously, go buy some walnuts."
This time, the person who was confused became Zhao Qingyuan, "Ah? Walnuts? Do you want to eat them? Then I'll help you with some next time." "You said that you are remote here, like a deep mountain."
Yu Qinghuan was too lazy to explain to him. When Zhao Rui sent someone to ask him to film, he gave the headband to Wang Ruirui in front of Zhao Qingyuan.
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Against the little girl's surprised expression, Zhao Qingyuan's face that seemed to be struck by lightning was particularly striking.
Yu Qinghuan sighed, and sympathetically reached out and patted his shoulder, "Remember to go back and buy walnuts."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
After making such a big oolong, Zhao Qingyuan was so ashamed and angry that he had no face to stay any longer, and dragged Huo Qu to death.
It's a pity that Huo Qu finally saw Yu Qinghuan, and he left so easily. No matter what he said or what, he refused to go with him. In the end, Zhao Qingyuan had no choice but to run away alone.
As soon as he left, Huo Qu immediately turned to Yu Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, what were you talking to him just now?"
"Nothing." Thinking of what happened just now, Yu Qinghuan rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "Just a small matter."
"Really?" Huo Qu asked back, looking at Yu Qinghuan with a look of disbelief.
His eyes were dark and deep, and he looked at Yu Qinghuan so expressionlessly at this moment, which made Yu Qinghuan feel a cold oppression. Afraid that he would do something shocking on the set, Yu Qinghuan had to explain to him, "It's nothing, it's just that Qing Yuan misunderstood me a little bit, so just say it."
"So," Huo Qu nodded, but did not look away.
Yu Qinghuan thought he was dissatisfied with his words, and just wanted to speak more carefully, Huo Qu's voice sounded in his ears -
Huo Qu: "I will never misunderstand you."
Yu Qinghuan: "Huh?"
Huo Qu: "So Qing Huan, I treat you better than he treats you."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little bit dumbfounded. Feeling, this person thought he was whispering to Zhao Qingyuan just now, so he was jealous
"I… "
"Yu Qinghuan, hurry up!" Yu Qinghuan was about to say something when Zhao Rui's impatient voice came not far away, "I'll be waiting for you!"
"Come on!" Yu Qinghuan raised his voice and glanced at Huo Qu who was waiting for his response, so he could only answer vaguely, "I see." Then he trotted to the set.
When Yu Qinghuan was filming, Huo Qu sat beside him and waited for him. There were so many people on the set, but his eyes only followed Yu Qinghuan.
Seeing Yu Qinghuan crying and feeling uncomfortable in the play, he knew it was fake, but Huo Qu still wanted to rush up and hold him tightly in his arms, so that he couldn't show any other expressions except laughing.
"Do you like brother Qinghuan too?" The little girl's soft voice sounded in her ears, Huo Qu turned her head and saw that a sweet and beautiful little girl was sitting next to him, looking up at him.
Huo Qu was taken aback, "Like it?"
The little girl didn't answer his question, and said to herself, "I like brother Qinghuan so much, if only brother Qinghuan was really my brother."
What else did she say, Huo Qu couldn't hear it anymore, the word "like" kept repeating in his mind, almost obsessed.
He felt as though he had caught something, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.
He knew that he liked Yu Qinghuan much more than others liked him, but he didn't understand what kind of like.
The only thing he can be sure of is that he wants to treat Qing Huan a little bit better, better than others, so that Qing Huan will not be taken away by others.
Huo Qu thought about it all afternoon, until Yu Qinghuan came to look for him after filming, and then he came back to his senses.
"You just sat here all afternoon? It's not too cold." Yu Qinghuan held a few boxes of lunch in one hand and went to La Huoqu in the other, "Go, go back to eat."
"Yeah." Huo Qu nodded, and was about to raise his foot when he suddenly stopped when he caught a glimpse of a place out of the corner of his eye.
There, Zhao Rui was bending down and said to Wang Ruirui very gently, "Is it cold? Come, Uncle Rui will carry you back to the hotel, so it won't be cold."
Huo Qu lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes flashed.
Back at Yu Qinghuan's small shack, the two of them hurriedly ate dinner, and the hot water from the water heater was almost boiling. Yu Qinghuan asked Huo Qu to wash first, and after he was done, he went to the bathroom.
When he came back, he saw Huo Quzheng crouching on the bed like a partridge, looking like he couldn't stand the cold.
Yu Qinghuan felt a little strange. He remembered turning on the electric blanket before he took a shower. Could it be that the quality of the electric blanket is not good and it's not hot anymore
He walked over and touched it. No, the bed was obviously very hot. How could Huo Qu freeze like this
"Is it that cold?" Yu Qinghuan asked while wiping her hair.
Huo Qu nodded and replied vaguely, "Cold."
"Why don't I take you back?" Yu Qinghuan was a little worried about him. Judging from Huo Qu's performance, he must have an intolerant physique. What if he got cold and sick!
When he said this, Huo Qu immediately became anxious and shook his head desperately, "I'm not going back." He looked like he was going to die.
Yu Qinghuan was helpless, so he could only bring him another quilt to cover him, stopped for a while, and asked again, "Is it still cold?"
Huo Qu: "It's cold."
It's really evil!
Yu Qinghuan cursed secretly, hung the wet towel on the chair, took off his shoes and got on the bed.
The electric blanket was turned on quickly, and the temperature of the mattress was very high. Yu Qinghuan lifted the quilt and suddenly felt a surge of warmth coming towards him.
So cold
He stretched out his hand and touched Huo Qu's forehead in confusion. The temperature was normal, and it didn't look like he had a fever. So what happened
Yu Qinghuan didn't notice that from the moment he went to bed, Huo Qu was like a little hamster, moving towards him little by little. By the time he noticed it, Huo Qu was already close to him. .
"Is it really that cold?" Yu Qinghuan asked him, pulling the quilt up to him.
Huo Qu snorted, looked up at Yu Qinghuan, and after a few seconds, her long and thick eyelashes trembled, and whispered, "I heard... It's not cold if you hug."
After a pause, he looked at Yu Qinghuan expectantly, "Qinghuan, do you think this is true?"