Of course Wen Run understood what he meant, "Have the crew already started casting?"
Zheng Xuan looked at the crew's itinerary, and said: "The important supporting roles are already auditioning, only the male lead and male lead have not been confirmed." .
"Then I'll try it out and see when Director Yuan is free." Wen Run is still confident in his acting skills. After studying with Wei Ye for so long, he is no longer the young actor he was back then.
"Okay, then I'll arrange it." Zheng Xuan looked at the time, "I guess you can audition in the next few days, and you can figure out the script yourself. It's not early today, let the assistant take you back?"
"I'll go back by myself." Wen Run thought of something, smiled slyly, "Go and do your work, I'll stay in your office for a while."
Zheng Xuan doesn't know why, but Wen Run is not the kind of entertainer who likes to make trouble, he has always been relieved, so he really left him in the office and went to work on other things by himself.
After he left, Wen Run checked the time, it was six o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Hansheng should be about to go back at this time. He sent a message to Yu Biao who took care of Ye Hansheng personally, asking if he was off work.
Yu Biao said no, there is still about half an hour.
Wen Run's lips curled up, and he replied: [Then please give me Mr. Ye's car keys, and don't tell him yet. ]
Yu Biao often followed Ye Hansheng. He knew the relationship between the two of them earlier. When he saw Wen Run's message, he glanced at the boss who was still busy in the office with his head bowed through the glass. After hesitating, he still gave the key away.
As a subordinate, you have to know how to figure out the mind of your employer. He thought about it, and felt that even the boss listened to Wen Run, and it might not be okay if he didn't listen.
So Baba sent the key to the first floor.
Wen Run had already dressed up in disguise at this time, with a mask, sunglasses and a humble sun protection suit, and was fully equipped. He wrapped himself up and told Yu Biao, "Mr. Ye will let me know by WeChat in advance when he gets off work."
Yu Biao didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only agree vaguely.
Wen Run packed the key and thought about half an hour before he slipped out through the inconspicuous side door of the company building, went to another street to buy a cup of milk tea with ice, and happily went to the parking lot on the first floor.
Ye Hansheng's car is the one he usually uses. He saw it at a glance, opened the car door and got into the co-pilot, sipping milk tea while waiting for Ye Hansheng to get off work.
At 6:30, Yu Biao sent him a WeChat message, [Mr. Ye is off work, come down immediately. ]
Wen Run quickly hid the milk tea, then turned off the car and hid it in the back seat.
The lights in the parking lot were dim, and through the glass of the car, Wen Run saw Ye Hansheng slowly turning the wheelchair over. Yu Biao stepped forward to open the door of the back seat for him, and was taken aback when he saw the hidden Wen Run. Wen Run's index finger stood on his lips to signal him to keep quiet. Yu Biao pretended not to notice and stepped aside.
The lighting on the first floor was dim, and the parking space was right next to a load-bearing column, which was blocked by the shadow, making the back seat even darker.
Ye Hansheng was thinking about something in his heart, and let Yu Biao push himself into the car, when a figure suddenly rushed over from the side, "Robbing!"
Ye Hansheng, who was in deep thought, reacted subconsciously, his hand had already clasped the wrist of the visitor, and when he felt a delicate touch, he quickly reacted, changed the clasp to pull, and pulled the figure into his arms.
He clasped his warm waist, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, caressing the skin on the inside of his wrist ambiguously, "What does the hero want?"
Wen Run failed to rob, but was forced to sit on him.
Ye Hansheng's car was specially modified. The rear seat was removed, a baffle was added between the front seat and the rear seat, and even the doors were changed to open up and down. Everything was for the convenience of wheelchairs getting in and out. Originally, it was quite spacious for Ye Hansheng alone in the back seat, but now there is a warmth, but suddenly it is much narrower and more crowded.
Wen Run twisted uncomfortably, but accidentally hit his head on the roof of the car.
"Don't move around." Ye Hansheng put his hand on top of his head to prevent him from bumping into it again.
"Why are you waiting for me here?"
After the two confirmed their relationship, Wen Run became a lot more emboldened by him, and became more and more used to being Ye Hansheng's boyfriend. Hearing this, although his ears were red, he said, "Come pick you up from get off work."
Ye Hansheng's eyes moved slightly, and the palms protecting his head moved down, pressing down on the back of his head and kissing him.
Tongue swept around in the warm mouth, Ye Han raised his eyebrows, looked at him and asked, "Did you secretly drink milk tea?"
Grabbing his hand warmly and flatteringly, his ears turned redder, and his eyes looked around, "No, Brother Zheng won't let me drink it." The milk tea is too high in calories, and has always been on Zheng Xuan's blacklist.
Ye Han chuckled lightly, thinking that the way he was trying to hide his face was also extremely cute, making him wish he could crush him into pieces in his arms. He lowered his voice, coaxingly said: "Zheng Xuan won't let you drink, I will. Where is the milk tea hidden?"
Wen Run blinked his eyes, looked at him for a moment and knew that he couldn't hide it, turned around and knocked on the fender, and asked Yu Biao in the driver's seat to pass him the milk tea.
There is still half a cup of milk tea left, it is rare for Wen Run to secretly drink milk tea, and he cherishes it very much.
Wrapping his hand holding the milk tea with his palm, Ye Hansheng exerted some strength and asked him to bring the milk tea to his mouth, then bowed his head and took a sip. He actually doesn't like this kind of overly sweet drink, but seeing Wen Run's eager eyes, he feels that the milk tea tastes really good, very sweet.
With a soft pearl in his mouth, Ye Hansheng's eyes sank, and he kissed him again.
Wen Run let out a "huh", put his hand on his shoulder, wanted to refuse but was reluctant to refuse, finally he could only soften his body and let him tease himself with the pearl.
After the kiss was over, the poor pearl was finally eaten by Mr. Ye, who kissed Wen Run's ear lightly, "Next time you want to drink milk tea, don't secretly tell me, I'll feed you..."
"..." Wen Run's face was red and hot, and he almost wanted to run away. It's a pity that Ye Hansheng's arm was tightly wrapped around his waist, and he couldn't go anywhere.
…
Back at Songhai Mansion, when he passed Ye Hansheng's house, he didn't stop, and followed Wen Run into the door.
How can I say that people who are in love are the most unbearable. The two live next door, and it is unrealistic to want to be neighbors for a long time. The fact is that Ye Hansheng is getting more and more rampant, Zheng Xuan's warning has long been forgotten, and he has already begun to enter the room.
Of course, the premise is that the agent does not know yet.
After entering the door, Ye Han's voice was still unfinished. He pulled him into his arms and kissed him again. After temporarily satisfying his longing for a long time, he said slightly dissatisfied: "Why are you so busy recently? Now you don't lack exposure. There is no need for Zheng Xuan to give it to you." Do you have such a full itinerary?"
It's been almost a month since they confirmed their relationship, but they haven't even spent a third of their time together.
"It's me who wants to take on more work." Wen Run looked at him with a smile, "Don't trouble Brother Zheng again."
Ye Han frowned, becoming more and more dissatisfied, "What are you working so hard for?"
Wen Run didn't say anything, and said with a wink and a smile, "I'll tell you later."
If he didn't say anything, Ye Hansheng had nothing to do with him, so he could only bite his lips punitively.
…
Ye Hansheng had his own room here as a matter of course, and Wen Run prepared a complete set of supplies for him. Seeing that he had changed into pajamas after taking a shower, he took out a wooden basin and said: "A few days ago, Xie Yupan gave me Amway one. The foot bath, together with the traditional Chinese medicine bag, can promote blood circulation, and it is said that soaking in the bath before going to bed can also help sleep."
"Shall we have a bath together?"
Before saying this, Wen Run had already rehearsed it many times in his heart. He tried his best to pretend to be casual, but secretly glanced at Ye Hansheng's reaction.
Ye Hansheng frowned slightly, and his drooping eyelashes blocked his eyes. Wen Run was afraid that he would refuse, so he deliberately leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, and said coquettishly, "Can you take a bath with me?"
Subconsciously grasping the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, Ye Hansheng frowned and did not speak for a long time.
Wen Run secretly looked at him, saw that he was silent, afraid of pushing people too hard, sighed secretly, backed away a little, continued to smile and said: "It's fine if you don't like it, then I'll make it myself. "
After he finished speaking, he wanted to take the wooden basin to put hot water.
"Together." Ye Hansheng grabbed his wrist, frowned with some difficulty, but said firmly: "Let's soak together."
His palms were sweating, and Wen Run felt it silently, but pretended not to notice, "Okay, then I'll go get the water first."
The medicinal materials prepared in advance are packed in the medicine bag, and hot water is poured in, and a strong medicinal fragrance will appear after a while. Wen Run sniffed and felt that the smell was not unpleasant.
Taking out the tub, Wen Run saw that Ye Hansheng was sitting still, so he rolled up his trousers first and put his feet in. The water temperature was a bit high, he raised his foot with two hisses. I added cold water again, and felt that the temperature was right, so I said to Ye Han, "The temperature is just right, you can try it too."
Ye Hansheng straightened his back, seeing Wen Run looking at him with a smile, he bent down a little stiffly, and rolled up his trouser legs very slowly. Then he put his weak feet into the tub with his hands.
His legs have been disabled for five years, and the feet don't feel much, but at this moment, he still seems to feel the scorching heat...
There are two pairs of feet in the tub, one big and the other slightly smaller.
Seeing that he was silent and not speaking, Wen Run stepped on his instep and rubbed it lightly. His feet are a circle smaller than Ye Hansheng's. The soles of his feet are white and thin, but the toes are fleshy, round and round, and the hot pink color is lovely.
In contrast, Ye Hansheng's feet looked much uglier. The soles of the feet are unhealthy and thin, the toes are curled weakly, and the insteps are slightly bulging blue blood vessels. Further up, there are shrunken calves with almost no muscle. There is only one hard leg bone, which more or less proves that this man was once strong and full of strength.
Wen Run looked distressed, but didn't show it at all.
He didn't seem to notice the difference in those feet at all. He paddled the water with the soles of his feet mischievously, and rubbed Ye Hansheng's feet with the soft soles from time to time. At the same time, he was pulling Ye Hansheng to talk about his work, "In just a few days, I'm going to go to the "Taiping Tune" crew to audition. If it goes well, I guess I will join the crew in mid-to-late June." In fact, he felt a little It's a pity that the time the two can spend together is too little. But fortunately, he already has a plan in his heart, step by step, in the future, he won't always get together like this.
"Taiping Tune" is still the main investment of Ye Hansheng. His stiff expression eased a little, and he said in a low voice: "This script is good. I was very optimistic about it before, don't worry, I just said hello to Director Yuan, and he has read it too." Your play. Auditions will be fine."
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help touching his face again, rubbing his thumb against his cheek, "You've been too busy recently, don't keep looking at me, and take a good rest yourself."
Wen Run pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were shining like stars shining in the night, "I'm not tired."
He feels fine now. There are careers, lovers, and goals to work hard for. Just think about the future of the two of them. He didn't feel tired at all, and his heart was as sweet as drinking ten cups of milk tea.
The two talked and soaked their feet, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Hansheng was not as tense as before. Wen Run dried his feet first, put on his slippers and squatted aside, then naturally picked up another towel, fished Ye Hansheng's feet out of the water, and wiped him gently.
Obviously there is no feeling in the feet. Ye Hansheng was startled suddenly, he bent down and grabbed Wen Run's wrist, and said in a shy voice, "I... I will do it myself."
Wen Run looked at him for a moment, then pulled his hand away, pursed his lips slightly and said in dissatisfaction: "I wiped half of it, don't make trouble."
He dried the water stains on his feet naturally, then put down the rolled up trouser legs, put on house slippers, and put the immobile feet on the wheelchair's pedals. Then he did the same thing and dried the other foot.
Ye Hansheng looked down at him, and there was neither disgust nor pity in his eyes. Without any emotions that would sting his heart, he just wiped his feet in a normal way, then raised his face, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Do you feel very relaxed after soaking?"
Ye Han nodded with a stiff face. Although he lost consciousness below his calves, soaking with medicinal materials for half an hour did not have any effect at all. The hot water promotes blood circulation, and now even his body is glowing with a warm laziness.
Wen Run smiled, and while picking up the wooden basin to pour water, he said: "From now on, we will all soak together."
Ye Hansheng looked at his back, his chest heaving violently, finally he leaned into the wheelchair, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
If it were him, he would be able to endure those unwarranted embarrassments.
Wen Run poured out the water, put away the wooden basin, washed his hands, and looked at himself in the mirror, heaved a sigh of relief. He made a cheering gesture to himself in the mirror, and this first step was easier than he thought.
The next step is to persevere.
Wen Run sorted out his emotions and went out. Then he was smiling again. Ye Hansheng didn't go back to the next door, so he stayed in the second bedroom. Before going to bed, Wen Run ordered essential oils for him to prepare for massage as usual. But this time, Ye Hansheng was particularly uncooperative, Wen Run just bent down, and was pulled onto him by his waist.
The lips were sucked and bitten vigorously, while Wen Run propped up his body to avoid crushing him, he could only protest with a "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" sound.
Ye Han kissed him fiercely, until the person on his back pushed him with a crying voice, then he relaxed his movements and gently licked his lips and the wound on it. I am very sorry.
Wen Run was vaguely aware of his secret emotions. Thinking of those thin and weak feet, he felt his heart clenched into a ball, sore and soft. He wished to hold everything he had in front of him to make up for the pain he had experienced.
He stretched his arms and kissed him shyly and actively.
Ye Hansheng opened his eyes, his deep and dark eyes were full of his figure, he bit his lips with unsatisfactory intentions, Ye Hansheng pulled him up gently but forcefully. It was rare for Wen Run to muster up the courage to take the initiative, but was rejected, and immediately looked at him blankly and aggrieved.
"If you continue, I won't be able to hold it back..." Ye Hansheng propped up his body, put his palms on the back of his head, kissed his eyelids lightly with his dry and warm lips, and said with a sigh and helplessness: "I'm not ready yet."
Not ready for you to see me weak and ugly.
He always thought that he was not afraid, until today he realized that he is actually still afraid, he is no different from those who have low self-esteem and timidity.
Ye Hansheng smiled self-deprecatingly, but his voice was extremely gentle, "Give me a little more time, okay?"
"Okay." Wen Run sniffed, and rushed to hug him, "Even if you need a lifetime, I will be with you."