Yu Qinghuan did not send Huo Qu home directly, but took him to a beef noodle restaurant.

This beef noodle restaurant tastes great and is made with plenty of ingredients. Yu Qinghuan could never forget it after having tried it once, and would come here every now and then to have a taste of it.

"Here," he pushed a bowl of noodles covered with a large piece of beef in front of Huo Qu and said with a smile, "Try it and see if it tastes good."

Huo Qu nodded and picked up the chopsticks happily.

He still didn't know how to use chopsticks very well. He picked up the noodles clumsily again and again, but didn't get even a single strand of noodles into his mouth. He wrinkled his nose in grievance.

Yu Qinghuan thought he was very funny like this, just like a white and soft little rabbit, making people want to bully him. Not only did he not help him, but he also rested his chin on his hand and stared at him, which made Huo Qu's face turn red and he almost couldn't hold the chopsticks.

It’s over, Huo Qu thought, he’s having another attack.

Whenever Qinghuan looked at him with a smile in her eyes, he would have trouble breathing and even his head would become dizzy.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and in order to avoid the gaze that followed him like a shadow, Huo Qu subconsciously lowered his head and took a big sip of the noodle soup.

"Hiss——" The beef noodles were just out of the pot. A thin layer of oil trapped the heat underneath. Although there was no steam, the heat was actually quite high. Huo Qu was badly burned and physiological tears came to his eyes all of a sudden.

Yu Qinghuan was startled by him, and quickly stood up, leaned over and pinched his chin, and said with concern: "Open your mouth, let me see how burned it is?" Frowning, he asked: "What's the hurry? Are you hungry?"

Huo Qu shook his head, looked up at him with tears in his eyes, and opened his mouth obediently.

The lighting in the store was not very good, and Yu Qinghuan was facing away from him, so he couldn't see anything clearly. Helplessly, he had to lower his body again and get closer to Huo Qu's face.

Among Yu Qinghuan's facial features, her eyes are particularly beautiful, with black and bright pupils and watery eyes. They sparkle under the light, making her look beautiful and charming.

Huo Qu felt as if there was a rabbit in his chest, beating violently, and the force was so fierce that it seemed as if it would burst out of his chest in the next second.

My throat became extremely dry, and even swallowing continuously did not provide any relief.

A strong urge to touch and get close to this person suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart.

He stared into Yu Qinghuan's eyes, and his gaze gradually became hot.

"The tip of your tongue is red." Yu Qinghuan was so worried about Huo Qu that she didn't even notice the change in his expression. She said to herself, "I don't know if your mouth is burned. I'll take you later... What are you doing?"

Yu Qinghuan instinctively stepped back, looking at Huo Qu who suddenly stretched out his hand in confusion, with a very strange expression on his face.

Just now... Huo Qu wanted to hit him? Was he taking revenge for making fun of him just now?

Thinking of this, he flicked Huo Qu's forehead with a smile and said, "You are so petty. I laughed at you and you still wanted to hit me! I didn't burn you enough!"

Seeing Huo Qu looking at her with pursed lips, sitting there stubbornly without saying a word, Yu Qinghuan thought she had really pissed him off.

I had no choice but to lean over and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'll let you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Huo Qu's warm fingers had already gently touched his eyes. Stimulated by external force, Yu Qinghuan closed his eyes instinctively.

Then, in the darkness, he heard Huo Qu's murmurs. Although his voice was small, every word was clearly heard by his ears.

Huo Qu said: "Qing Huan, your eyes are more beautiful than the stars in the sky."

Yu Qinghuan's head buzzed and his heartbeat instantly became unbalanced.

I repeated to myself several times, "Huo Qu doesn't understand anything", before I managed to suppress my restless mind.

Feeling a little guilty, he slapped Huo Qu's hand away and said unhappily, "What's the point of being pretty or not? Hurry up and eat!"

"Oh." Huo Qu picked up the chopsticks with grievance and lowered his head in disappointment.

Qing Huan didn't like that he said that to her...

"Here." Just as he was thinking, he heard Yu Qinghuan's cold voice. He raised his head and saw Yu Qinghuan put the noodles into a small bowl and pushed it in front of him. "Eat it. Don't burn yourself this time. Tell me when you're done."

Yu Qinghuan used a small bowl for the dipping sauce, which was only half the size of a palm. Even if Huo Qu didn't know how to use chopsticks, he could still scoop the sauce into his mouth.

For some reason, Huo Qu suddenly felt less nervous when he saw Yu Qinghuan who still had a cold face.

"Yeah!" He nodded heavily, picked up the small bowl of noodles, and took a big bite.

It is sweet.

After dinner, Yu Qinghuan planned to send Huo Qu home. When he stood up to put on his gloves, he suddenly seemed to remember something and looked up and asked him, "Have you ever bought gloves for your family?"

Huo Qu shook his head blankly, "No."

No one in their family has cold hands.

Seeing what he was thinking, Yu Qinghuan moved the gloves on his hands and said, "In many cases, gifts are given not because the recipient needs them, but because of the intention of the giver."

Huo Qu was confused and couldn't understand what he meant at all.

Yu Qinghuan had to keep it simple: "For example, if you gave me a scarf or a pair of socks, I don't really need them, but I would still be happy because you were thinking of me."

This time, Huo Qu finally understood.

He nodded and smiled shyly: "Then I'm going to buy them gloves."

Although Huo Qu was mostly like an invisible man when he was at home, he always saw the kindness his family showed him. He had never known that giving gifts had such a meaning before. Thanks to Qinghuan, he learned something amazing.

Yu Qinghuan did not walk far. She found a nearby gift shop and picked out four pairs of gloves for Huo Qu. She walked him all the way to his doorstep before turning around and leaving.

When Huo Qu entered the room, the Huo family was sitting in the living room watching TV. When they saw him coming back, they all looked up at him.

"San'er, are you having fun?"

"Oh, our San'er is also a person with a night life."

…………

Huo Qu didn't understand, so he kept silent. Standing there, under the astonished gaze of the Huo family, he rummaged around in his bag and took out four pairs of gloves. Along the sofa, from left to right, I gave each of them a pair.

"San'er, what are you doing..." Mrs. Huo's hands were shaking. She looked up at Huo Qu in disbelief. She was afraid that she had misunderstood, and even her breathing became cautious.

Huo Qu pursed his lips and smiled, "Qing Huan said that when giving a gift, what's important is not the gift itself, but my intention. I want to make you all happy."

Mrs. Huo covered her mouth and threw herself into Huo's father's arms, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

In all these years, she has never been as happy as she is today.

If possible, she would rather her son be an ordinary normal person than a self-enclosed genius who doesn't understand life and the ways of the world.

Fortunately, her son has finally returned to normal, and she can finally put her mind at ease after worrying for more than 20 years.

Yu Qinghuan returned home and just opened the door when Yu Xin impatiently pulled her in. "My dear, where have you been? You didn't even answer the phone! Didn't we agree to meet Director Zhao Rui? He's been waiting for you for hours!"

Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment. "My phone is out of battery. Meet Director Zhao? Now?"

Shouldn't both parties agree on a time in advance and then meet in person? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with this procedure?

"Yeah!" Yu Xin pushed him and pulled him into the living room quickly, "Come over and say hello."

Yu Qinghuan was startled when she saw Zhao Rui for the first time.

This person is so thin that he is almost skin and bones. The bones of the wrist protruded sharply, like jagged rocks on a mountain, almost piercing the skin.

Hearing that Yu Qinghuan had returned, he forced himself to lift his drooping eyelids and glanced over here. His eyes were dark and filled with a sense of death.

"Yu Qinghuan?" Zhao Rui spoke in a hoarse voice, his eyes swept over him carefully, and then he sneered, "You are not suitable."

This was the first time that Yu Qinghuan was said to be inappropriate after just one look at him. Instead of being angry, he felt a little curious. Sitting down opposite Zhao Rui, he asked, "Why?"

“You look like this…” Zhao Rui lowered his eyes: “No matter how thick your makeup is, you don’t look like a brother who is worried about his sister.”

Yu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat and she immediately grasped the key point of his words.

A brother who treats his sister as his treasure must be haggard and decadent after knowing what happened to her, instead of looking healthy and energetic like him. His image is the biggest obstacle for him to act in this movie.

Seeing that he understood, Zhao Rui said again: "Since you have read the script, just act out a scene for me." As he spoke, he opened the script and pointed to a scene at random.

Yu Qinghuan looked down and saw that he had chosen the scene where his brother Zhao Qingping learned that his eight-year-old sister Zhao Qingan had been raped.

There were only a few simple introductions in the script, but Yu Qinghuan knew that it would not be easy to perform this scene well.

Zhao Qingping must have been angry, distressed and desperate, but facing his sister who was still in the operating room, he had to suppress all his emotions and hold on.

The suppression, control and transformation of these emotions are the most challenging for an actor's acting skills.

He took a deep breath, lowered his eyes to gather his emotions for a while, and when he raised his head again, he seemed like a completely different person.

The muscles on his face were distorted horribly due to great anger, his gums were clattering, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred and despair.

His sister was only eight years old, but she suffered such a cruel thing! He is still in the intensive care unit and has not been released.

What will she do in the future? How should we face the world after waking up? Can she return to her former lively and lovely self?

This series of questions almost drove him crazy. He was like a wild beast that had reached a dead end, with red eyes, trying desperately to find a way to survive, but he couldn't find one.

But when his eyes focused on a certain point, all the madness was swept away in an instant.

Zhao Rui heard Yu Qinghuan's suppressed and restrained voice, "An An, be good, don't be afraid, brother will definitely help you find that person!"

His eyes suddenly turned red.

"Okay." He raised his hand to interrupt Yu Qinghuan's performance, his voice rigid and flat, "I have brought the contract, we can sign it right away. But let me make it clear in advance, I am poor and can't afford to pay you too much. The production cycle of this film will be no more than one and a half months, and the work intensity is very high. You have to make sure you can accept these conditions."

"Okay." Yu Qinghuan nodded without hesitation.

Nearly two months of high-intensity work just covered the Spring Festival. Even if it was in the crew, it was better than spending it alone.

The two of them hit it off immediately and signed the contract, leaving Yu Xin stunned.

He came to his senses and snatched the contract. When he saw the six-digit amount written in the column for film remuneration, he would have fainted on the spot if it weren't for his fat body.

Eight hundred and fifty thousand! And that’s before tax!

Even though Yu Qinghuan is just a newcomer, this price is too high!

Yu Xin suddenly became like a bloated pufferfish, and angrily said to Zhao Rui: "Director Zhao is so frugal, why doesn't he just direct and act in the movie himself! I think your image is perfect for you."

Zhao Rui glanced at him calmly after hearing this and said, "I really want to, but I will never be able to act out a feeling related to warmth in my life."

Yu Xin was stunned and muttered quietly: "What a mess!"

Zhao Rui lowered his eyelids. "My sister is the little girl in the script. The only difference is that she is dead."