As soon as the voice fell, Cao Dan's voice came from the stairs, holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "The program team is debugging equipment tonight, please don't enter and leave the first floor at random, thank you for your cooperation."
Gu Yanshu, who was about to say that he was going to sleep in the living room, was forced to give up.
And now not only he can't go, even Shen Jue can't go, they can only hug a big flowered quilt and guard this cold room.
Gu Yanshu asked: "Can't the heater be turned on in the room?"
Shen Jue took off the mic slowly: "Yes, but you need to pay two hundred yuan for the heating fee first."
"..."
The director team really didn't want to face for the effect of the program.
So what are you going to do tonight.
As Gu Yanshu thought about it, his gaze inadvertently landed on the big flowered quilt on the bed, and found that although it was a bit dusty, it was actually quite big, enough to cover two people.
But he quickly gave up this idea, because even if it was enough to cover two people, it was impossible for him to sleep in the same bed as Shen Jue.
After all, although he didn't know why Shen Jue suddenly came to record the program, why he suddenly shared a room with him, and why he suddenly showed affection for no reason, but he clearly knew two things.
—One cannot capsize twice in the same gutter.
—Shen Jue is his gutter.
So even if he freezes to death, it is absolutely impossible for him to sleep in the same bed as Shen Jue.
Thinking of this, Gu Yanshu raised his head, exposed his chin from his collar, and said coldly, "You can cover yourself with the quilt, I brought a blanket myself, wrap it up casually and make do with it overnight."
After speaking, he picked up the quilt with green background, red flowers and soil and put it on Shen Jue's bed, then took out a neatly folded cashmere blanket from the suitcase, took off the microphone, took the pajamas and The toiletries went straight into the bathroom.
He didn't look at Shen Jue more during the whole process, and didn't leave any room for negotiation.
It seems that they have made up their minds to keep a clear distinction with Shen Jue and have nothing to do with each other.
Shen Jue sighed.
When she grows up, she is no longer the Gu Xiaoyao who could be tricked into bed by just cheating in the past.
And it becomes difficult to coax. It's deserted, you can't even tell if you're happy or not, and you're not likable at all.
But what can be done.
It's hard to coax, don't you still have to coax
Thinking, followed to the bathroom door and knocked on the door frame.
Gu Yanshu turned his head and said indifferently, "Is there anything else, Mr. Shen?"
"My assistant's plane was delayed and I didn't make it back in time. Is it convenient to borrow two pieces of clothes for a change of clothes?"
Gu Yanshu wanted to say no.
But he also remembered Shen Jue, a young man with a bad temper, who couldn't wear a piece of clothing for two days.
And in the final analysis, it was his own problems that made him unable to turn on the heating, so he had to do something to relieve his guilt.
So he came out of the bathroom with a cold face, opened the suitcase, and found out a whole set of oversize silhouette garments just sent by the brand, and handed them to him: "These should be wearable. But they are all worn by me. If Mr. Shen There’s nothing you can do if you hate it.”
"It's not that I haven't worn your clothes, so why don't I dislike them." Shen Jue took the clothes, casually flipped through them twice, and raised his eyebrows, "But don't you feel that you gave me one less thing?"
Gu Yanshu remained calm: "What else does Teacher Shen need?"
Shen Jue's expression remained unchanged: "Underwear."
"You he… "
Gu Yanshu took a deep breath, told himself not to argue with the dead straight man, opened the suitcase again, took out a box of unopened underwear and threw it to him, "Don't return it."
"Teacher Gu is quite generous." Shen Jue smiled, took the box casually, looked back and forth, and said in a meaningful tone, "But..."
"But what."
Shen Jue paused, "But it might be a little small."
"..."
Little your mother.
Like to wear or not.
Garbage.
Gu Yanshu couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Shen Jue out, and then slammed the door shut with such force that the beams trembled three times.
The door almost caught Shen Jue's face directly, but before the door closed, Shen Jue couldn't help but lower his head and smile when he caught a glimpse of the little ice cube face inside that was blushing with anger.
Then he took the clothes and walked slowly towards the bathroom in the single room on the second floor.
I thought in my heart, it’s okay, as long as I’m still angry.
Being angry means that he can be coaxed well. It's much cuter than wearing a dead face with no desire, no desire, no sadness, no joy.
When Gu Yanshu came out of the shower, Shen Jue was already lying on the bed.
Leaning half against the head of the bed, he lowered his head and fiddled with his phone.
The original loose sweater was supported by his shoulders, and the outline was just right. The curly black hair hung wetly on the shoulders, and the water dripped on the collarbone, and then sank into the chest along the muscle texture, looking lazy sexy.
It is said that Shen Jue's grandmother is of mixed Chinese-European descent, so his facial features are much more three-dimensional than those of ordinary Asians, but his hair and eyes are the purest black, and his bones are deep, giving him a touch of classicism. Favorite big screen look.
Even though he is now covered with an earthy floral quilt, it is not difficult to see the noble and arrogant arrogance in the upper class society.
So much so that when Gu Yanshu met Shen Jue for the first time, he knew that they were not from the same world.
It's just that after spending a long period of hard times together, Gu Yanshu ignored this point and believed the nonsense of Shen Jue, a bastard, thinking that he was really a poor boy from the dream-chasing entertainment industry.
It was only at the end that he realized that he was just a young master under the root of the imperial city to experience the hardships of the people. After the experience, he just patted his ass and left. Only he was really poor.
Thinking of this, Gu Yanshu firmed up his thoughts about how far he could be from Shen Jue, a deadly liar, and went straight around him, lifted the quilt to the bed, and fell asleep with his back facing Shen Jue.
No sooner had he slid into the blanket than the light was thoughtfully turned off.
The whole room suddenly fell into a deep and thick darkness.
The unfamiliar environment made Gu Yanshu feel a little uneasy. Just as he wanted to get up, he heard a low voice from beside him: "Sleep, the door is locked, the windows are also locked, I am the only one in the room."
Gu Yanshu paused for a moment, didn't respond, and fell asleep again, still facing Shen Jue with his back.
But couldn't sleep at all.
The coldness of winter nights in the north cannot be resisted by a layer of blankets. The coldness leaks in through the gaps where there is nowhere to hide. It hurts.
The old knee injury is even more difficult to bear.
I could only keep turning over, trying to find a certain posture that would warm me up or make my knees less painful. While tossing and turning, the rustling sound of the fabric was especially noisy in the dead silent room.
So when he turned over again, he was held down: "Is it the eggs you turned over?"
"Sorry, I won't turn it over." Gu Yanshu's voice remained indifferent, and he was going to knock off Shen Jue's claws for some reason.
However, before he had time to stretch out his hand from the quilt, he felt himself being picked up by Shen Jue and turned around on the blanket.
"?"
If he didn't feel wrong, he should look like a silkworm baby being wrapped up by Shen Jue.
"Shen Jue, are you sick?"
"Who tosses and turns at night without sleeping, and makes so much noise that others can't sleep?"
"I said I won't turn over."
"Then I have to worry about whether you have fainted from the cold."
"Even if you fainted from the cold, it has nothing to do with you... what are you doing!"
Before Gu Yanshu finished speaking, he felt a warm body suddenly pressed against him, and then a thick quilt fell down with warmth around his head, covering him tightly.
A slightly drowsy voice came from next to my ear: "It has nothing to do with me, I'm just sleepy. So wake up tomorrow and continue making trouble, and sleep first today."
Gu Yanshu wanted to push him away, but he was wrapped up like a silkworm baby. After struggling a few times, he couldn't push him away. Instead, warmth swept through his body during the few seconds of struggling, flooding his nerves and senses together with sleepiness.
He tried to make the last resistance, turned around suddenly, but bumped into a gentle chest.
The stature is slightly stagnant.
A hoarse and joking voice came from above: "Be honest, don't take advantage of me."
Who the hell is going to take advantage of you.
Gu Yanshu wanted to scold Shen Jue for being shameless. However, when he inadvertently smelled the scent of absinthe mixed with pines and cedars lingering on the tip of his nose, he still didn't curse out these words.
Fou D'Absinthe.
The familiar taste in the old memory is fatally attractive, like some kind of sedative similar to emamide, which awakens the irresistible dependence in the cerebral cortex.
In a daze, it seemed that he had returned to the winter of his first year in Beijing.
Dilapidated dormitories, narrow single beds, no heating, no air conditioning, and no money to buy a good quilt.
He was only very old then, like sixteen, not yet seventeen. He was afraid of the cold, homesick, and unable to go home. He couldn’t sleep because of the cold every night, his legs hurt badly, and he had to practice hard during the day. There was something pressing in my heart, and no one wanted to talk about it, so I fell ill very quickly.
I had a fever for three consecutive days, and the fever was so muddled that I didn't remember anything.
I only remember that when I woke up again, Shen Jue was sitting by the bed, his eyes were red from the heat, seeing him waking up, he scolded him directly: "Are you a fucking idiot? Do you know how cold you are? Do you know how painful you are? Are you tired?" Do you know? Who will support you if you become a fool?"
At that time, everyone felt that Shen Jue's words were too much, so they scolded Shen Jue from beginning to end to vent their anger.
Shen Jue always had a stinky face and refused to say a soft word.
Gu Yanshu thought that Shen would never talk to him.
As a result, that night, Shen Jue went to his bed with the quilt in his arms. Like before, relying on his own strength, he wrapped him into a ball, hugged him in his arms, and taught him: "You can tell me if you are cold, and you can tell me if you are tired." Say, you can tell me about the pain, how did you learn to be bored at a young age."
Then regardless of Gu Yanshu's willingness or not, he tucked him into the same bed as himself.
That was Gu Yanshu's first time sharing a bed with someone since he was five years old.
Maybe it was because it was too cold to sleep alone, maybe it was because Shen Jue was too unreasonable and there was no room for resistance, or maybe it was because Shen Jue smelled so good, after all, he got used to sleeping with Shen Jue later on.
He always had cold hands and feet, but Shen Jue's body was always warm, so it became the only warmth he had in the depths of winter, and even the smell of Shen Jue's body at that time made him dependent.
It's just that it's been a long time since I've smelled it.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, Shen Jue's favorite perfume still hasn't changed.
But it's also funny to say, he and Shen Jue may really be like Fang Yuan said, they are not compatible by nature. Otherwise, as long as they meet each other, they will not have a good life. Instead, they will go their own way, but they will go smoothly.
So it's better not to provoke Shen Jue.
Gotta avoid him.
Otherwise, sooner or later something will happen.
As Gu Yanshu thought about it, his consciousness gradually lost, he knew in his heart that he should push Shen Jue away, but his body relaxed involuntarily, sleepiness slowly eroded his willpower like a tide.
After a long time, there was a clear, shallow and steady breathing.
Sensing that the person beside him had fallen asleep, Shen Jue opened his eyes and looked at him through the dim light outside the window.
When he fell asleep quietly, his face lost the coldness of the day, showing a pale and beautiful obedience, slightly bowing his back, like a homeless kitten, extremely sleepy, and could only find a corner to sleep secretly For a while, but a string is tense at any time, and it will wake up when there is any movement.
Sighed.
Stretch out your big feet to visit Gu Yanshu's little feet to see if it's still cool.
As a result, as soon as they met, Gu Yanshu said something vaguely.
Shen Jue slowed down and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Gu Yanshu unconsciously rubbed against him, his voice soft.
"Brother, it's so cold today, my legs hurt, can I practice for half an hour less?"
Shen Jue was silent for a moment, this was a dream before.
I don't know what Shen Jue said to him in the dream, but after a long while, Gu Yanshu whispered again: "Just half an hour, is it okay, my leg hurts too much, bro."
The cold tone became a little soft because of the ambiguity, with a pitiful coquettish meaning, but he didn't dare to covet more, and he was careful and well-behaved, which made his heart hurt somewhere.
No matter what other people look like in front of them, they are still his Gu Xiaoyao.
Shen Jue sighed slowly, hugged Gu Yanshu into his arms, patted his back lightly, and coaxed: "Okay, we won't practice if our legs hurt."