After coming out of the lounge, Xu Luoyang was in a better mood than the weather in April. Thinking of the joke he saw on Weibo before, he quickly took a picture of the sky and sent it to the circle of friends, and then began to wait.
Five seconds later, the first person who liked it appeared, and Xu Luoyang rushed in to see it - it wasn't Qi Changan, it was Ye Shing, so disappointed!
Telling himself to be patient, Xu Luoyang continued to wait until the fifth like, and Qi Changan's name finally appeared on the screen. Satisfied, he took a screenshot of the picture, and he took the picture to privately poke Qi Changan, "The circle of friends you have liked is the donut!"
Qi Changan sent a voice over, "Damn, why is Nao Nao so sweet?"
He couldn't help but listened to this sentence over and over seven times, Xu Luoyang felt that he was about to drown in the slightly rising tail sound of the other party. Controlling his inner excitement, Xu Luoyang began to answer the question seriously, "Biologically, it is because the temperature difference between day and night where I grew up is large, so the sugar accumulates more, so it is very sweet."
After the voice was sent, there was a reply soon, with only five words, "I'll try it when I come back."
At this moment, Xu Luoyang was sure that the deer who was rambling in his heart had already fainted! However, they clearly started learning from the novice stage of love together, why do they always feel that Qi Changan is progressing much faster than himself
Must be an illusion!
Xu Luoyang put the phone in his pocket and took a step forward when he suddenly heard Wilson's voice, "Xu, can you continue to stand still?"
Looking at the sound, Xu Luoyang found that Wilson was writing and drawing with a pen and paper. The eyes of the two met, and Wilson shook the pencil between his fingers. Xu Luoyang understood in seconds, stopped according to the words, and did not move any further.
Wilson's eyes were extremely eager, but not objectionable. Xu Luoyang once felt it in his father - the enthusiasm and concentration when inspiration burst out.
After standing like this for nearly three minutes, Wilson walked over quickly, his eyes lit up, "You are really my muse of inspiration! Look, what do you think?"
Xu Luoyang looked down and found that the design drawings were drawn on the paper, and the scarf was matched with the oddly cut coat. Although he didn't know what he wanted to express, it was not ugly. So Xu Luoyang also told the truth, "It's not ugly."
Wilson slapped him on the shoulder, "Like your father, your vision and aesthetics need to be improved! When the clothes are made, I will give you a set, and you can wear them to the show."
Attention was attracted by a word mentioned by the other party, Xu Luoyang's voice was a little cautious, "I... father?"
"Yeah, it's Xu Qunqing," Wilson pronounced the name very well. He put the pencil behind his ear and continued, "Your father once made a movie called "The Court Ball," which was about the luxury and madness in the aristocratic society of this country. All the clothes in it were made by me. Design. But that was twenty years ago, and I just graduated from the Costume Institute in Rome."
Xu Luoyang was surprised, "But I never heard my father mention you."
Wilson spread his hands, raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently, "Of course, he and I don't like each other, and we both think each other's aesthetics are very, very, very bad! You know, if not for the needs of film and art, I think We're not going to cooperate at all."
Then, he added, "Working with your father always surprises me that there are still people with such poor aesthetics in this world!"
Xu Luoyang just laughed.
Seeing him laugh, Wilson also laughed, "But obviously, you didn't inherit your father's eccentric temper and stubborn personality. You are very smart, a cute little cutie who will inspire me!"
"I'm twenty-five years old." Xu Luoyang tried to correct.
"According to your tradition, I should be the same generation as your father, so even if you are forty years old, I can call you cute." Wilson straightened his beard, "Okay, the afternoon tea time is over. , Your Excellency, we need to continue filming."
After walking a few steps, Xu Luoyang hesitated for two seconds, but still asked the question in his heart, "Excuse me, why did you choose me?"
Hearing this question, Wilson's expression became serious and seriously self-deprecating, "You should know that since I took over the position of Stu's director, many people have been saying that Stu's clothes are getting harder and harder to wear. Of course, their inner thoughts are not like this. Perhaps in order not to show their shallowness and lack of beauty, they don't directly say that the clothes are getting more and more ugly."
Xu Luoyang was amused and said euphemistically, "It's like this, very... difficult to wear!"
"I think so myself, especially Asians, it's hard to wear what I want, but you are an exception!" With that, Wilson took out his phone and pulled out a photo from the album, "I saw this photo a few months ago."
Xu Luoyang recognized it at a glance. The photo was taken when he went to attend the New Year's Eve concert. At that time, he wore Stu's autumn and winter show style, and the three items were mixed and matched directly. He was also said by the poisonous fashion blogger to be nothing. Levelless stacking.
"These pieces are very difficult to control, and if you're not careful, it can turn into a disaster. But it's reasonable to wear on you, and it's not obtrusive at all." Wilson tucked the sketchbook under his arm and gestured with both hands, "You Wearing these clothes, it is 'you' wearing 'it', not 'the clothes' wearing 'you'. The first time I look at it, I think you are beautiful, not the clothes that are eye-catching."
Xu Luoyang probably understood why Wilson would choose him.
"Okay, we have to finish filming before get off work time, otherwise we will have to postpone it until tomorrow." Wilson tied his beard with a thin rubber band, and patted Xu Luoyang on the shoulder lightly, "And , have a little more confidence in yourself, you are really good, you have a temperament in yourself, like water, soft but extremely strong."
At exactly six o'clock, Wilson and the cameraman, Barneska, called the time off, and the three-day shooting schedule was over. Xu Luoyang thanked the staff earnestly, took a group photo with Wilson and Barnes, and uploaded them to their social accounts before returning to the hotel.
However, when the door of the hotel room was opened, the smile on Xu Luoyang's face slowly faded - something was wrong. It was already dark, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the neon light from the window fell in, so that nothing could be seen inside.
Xu Luoyang panicked in his heart. He walked lightly to the bed, leaned down, and stretched out his hand carefully, only to find that Qi Changan's palm was cold, but his forehead was hot.
There was a sudden tingling in his heart. Xu Luoyang was worried that the strong light would irritate his eyes, so he only reached out and turned on the night light, then looked at Qi Changan lying on the bed, and whispered, "Changan? Can you hear my voice? "
He tried his best to tell himself to calm down, but it was impossible to calm down at all. Restraining the strength of his hands, Xu Luoyang suddenly saw a picture of his father lying on the hospital bed a few years ago, no matter how much he cried or shouted, he would never get any response.
Only now has he discovered that the successive departure of his parents has made him bury his fear in the bottom of his heart. Once touched, his reason will fall apart.
At this time, Qi Changan's breathing changed significantly, and his eyes slowly opened. Xu Luoyang took a breath and forced a smile to speak, "Changan, what medicine do you want to take? I'll get it for you..."
It took more than ten seconds for Qi Changan to come over, his voice was slightly hoarse, "I have already taken the medicine," his right eye was out of focus, he instinctively turned his head, and looked at Xu Luoyang with his left eye, whose vision was not affected, with gentle eyes. He reassured, "Don't worry, it's alright, it'll be fine soon, just a little cold."
Why didn't I come back sooner? Xu Luoyang felt even more distressed when he imagined Qi Changan curled up on the bed uneasy.
Half-kneeling on the carpet beside the bed, he buried his face in Qi Changan's cold palm, his unease and self-blame spread like paint poured into water. Xu Luoyang's voice was dull, "Chang'an, I haven't seen you sick for a long time."
Is it because he made several wishes in a row in the past two days, and Chang'an overdrawn his demon power in order to satisfy his wishes
Feeling very sad, Xu Luoyang lowered his voice, "I'm sorry..."
Qi Changan tightened Xu Luoyang's hand. He couldn't see the other party's dejected appearance, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you apologizing?"
Xu Luoyang was even more sad, "Don't lie to me, isn't it because I made a wish?"
Hearing this answer, Qi Changan was stunned, and suddenly connected to Xu Luoyang's brain circuit, and he was a little helpless.
He didn't know how to bring up this topic before, but now, Qi Changan didn't want Xu Luoyang to blame himself, so for the first time, he directly said what he always wanted to say but didn't dare to say, "Noisy, I'm not a monster. "
"I know," Xu Luoyang nodded without hesitation, his voice still pitiful, "identity must be kept secret, I understand."
"… "
"Don't deny that you didn't bring the breakfast and afternoon tea that suddenly appeared in the lounge." Xu Luoyang continued, "When I saw the strawberry mousse, I guessed it might be you, but I didn't dare to Eating, I was afraid that I would think too much, and I was afraid that the food was put there by others, and there were bad things in it. But the next day, the teaspoon was placed on the left side of the teacup, at a 60-degree angle, I knew it must be you ."
This is his little habit, only Qi Changan knows.
"Later afternoon tea, the ham was very thinly sliced, the sauce was less, the strawberries were not cut, and there was very little powdered sugar, all of which were my habit. You remember them all so clearly." The more he talked, the more guilty he became. Qi Changan.
Qi Changan was distressed by this look, and said softly, "Noisy."
"Um?"
"I'm cold, can you come and accompany me?"
Xu Luoyang took off his clothes in two or three times, and Xia Guo got into the bed with his upper body on, and pressed against Qi Changan tightly, his voice still muffled, "Are you warmer?"
"Well." Qi Changan felt the familiar body temperature, and the uneasiness caused by the temporary invisibleness of his right eye disappeared. He kissed Xu Luoyang's hair and asked him, "Are you tired today?"
"I'm not tired, but Brother Zheng was cranky again in the morning."
"Did something happen?"
Xu Luoyang was a little embarrassed, "Before, when we went to see an underground band's performance together, you went on stage to sing, and all the people next to you were whistling at you, I... I was very unhappy, so I posted a Weibo post before. deleted."
He spoke faster, "I said that I would never be jealous."
Qi Changan's voice had an obvious smile, "And then? Was it discovered by your fans?"
"Yeah!" Xu Luoyang was very annoyed, "Why do you think they are so good? The topic of 'Xu Luoyang delete blog' has been brushed up. The point is, they even designed various scenes, and The big guy ended up and drew comics and coloring pictures! The comics are pretty good, but there are a lot of mosaics."
Finding that the topic was going off the track, Xu Luoyang hurriedly turned the direction back, "Anyway, Brother Zheng complained to me, why not delete two more things. already."
As he spoke, Xu Luoyang stretched out his hand again and probed Qi Changan's body temperature, "I'll go and twist the towel for you to cool down, okay? You have been having a fever."
He subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged the person tightly. Qi Changan smiled and said, "It's enough to hold you." He knew his own body. He has been paying attention to it recently, and the number of illnesses has been much less. The cold this time is less severe than before, and the fever should subside soon after taking the medicine.
Before Xu Luoyang was happy because of this sentence, he heard the next sentence, "And I haven't tasted your sweetness yet."
Thinking of the voice sent during the day, the phrase "I'll try it when I come back", Xu Luoyang took a breath, his ears instantly turned red, and his voice stuttered, "Want to taste... where?"
At noon the next day, when Zheng Dong saw Xu Luoyang, his face darkened. He asked Lu Di to get a pair of headphones and put them on Xu Luoyang's neck. "There must be fans and the media when you get off the plane. Pay attention, it's a little bit if you can stop it."
Saying that, Zheng Dong covered his eyes again to express that he couldn't bear to look directly, and lowered his voice, "How crazy were you all playing last night? The skin on the exposed neck is full of hickeys."
Xu Luoyang covered the corner of his mouth with his fist and lowered his voice, "Brother Zheng, would you believe me if I said we were innocent?"
"Tease me?"
"… "
Xu Luoyang thought to himself, I really didn't tease you. Last night, Qi Changan kissed him all over his body, even his calf was covered with a series of hickeys, but he didn't cross the line, it was really just a simple kiss.
At the back, Xu Luoyang thought to himself, is he really so sweet? In order to verify himself, he also licked his wrist, but he didn't taste any sweetness, but his wrist was held by Qi Changan and kissed inch by inch.
After more than ten hours of flight, the plane landed at the international airport in city b. Because he was worried that Qi Changan was not feeling well, Xu Luoyang went to meet the media and fans who picked him up.
This time, he's wearing Stu's latest show piece, and he's already mulling over a few questions he might be asked. For example, how do you feel about the global spokesperson who was named Stu this time? Then you must express that you are very excited and happy, thank you for the support of the fans and the recognition of the brand.
But it was completely different from what he imagined. When he heard the first question asked by the reporter, "Excuse me, Luoyang, you spent two million to buy three styles of Stu's haute couture. Are you going to give it to Mr. Qi? Netizens? They all said that this is the official candy, what do you think?"
Xu Luoyang thought that maybe his posture when getting off the plane was not right
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Xu Nao Nao's little emotions:
I'm really sweet?