Chapter 315 Hug Him Suddenly
Xu Qingsong felt that what she was holding in her hand was not a leaf, but his own heart, which was shaking left and right with her gentle movements.
He raised his right hand and finally pinched the dimple he had been longing for, smiling contentedly: "You are my little elf."
He squeezed it and then let go, stood up to help Liu Wangxue close the car door, and then walked around to the driver's seat.
Liu Wangxue pinched the stem of the oval leaf and twisted it gently, and the leaf began to spin. She looked at it and put it under her nose to smell it. It seemed to have the scent of sunshine.
Then he put it into his coat pocket and patted the outside of the pocket.
Because the crew started work very early tomorrow, Xu Qingsong did not make any other arrangements and drove Liu Wangxue back to the hotel.
Xu Qingsong carried her backpack and said, "Let's go. I'll take you upstairs."
Liu Wangxue stood by the car door, looking at him, smiling without saying a word.
Xu Qingsong slung his backpack over his shoulder: "What are you laughing at?"
Liu Wangxue held up the cup of milk tea and said, "Generally speaking, if both parties are interested, when a boy sends a girl downstairs, he should wait for the girl to take the initiative to invite him up for a drink."
She paused and said meaningfully: "Only when a girl takes the initiative to speak, will the following things happen naturally."
Xu Qingsong raised his hand and gently tapped her forehead, then pulled her right hand over to signal: "I'm just concerned about you. Do you need to change the dressing on your injured hand? Is it convenient for you to bandage it yourself?"
Liu Wangxue didn't think it was inconvenient at all. When she was just learning to cook, she cut her hand once. The wound was similar to this one, but she still bought medicine and bandaged it herself.
But she didn't say these words as she watched Xu Qingsong holding her hand and walking forward. Her heart was warm, and the smile on her face was also warm.
When I walked into the hotel gate, I happened to meet the makeup artist and prop master of the crew. They had just returned from dinner outside and were carrying take-away boxes in their hands.
As soon as the makeup artist saw Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong holding hands, he immediately understood everything. He nudged the prop master with his elbow, and the two of them gave them an ambiguous look.
They had met at the hotel near the flower and bird market in Xishi City and had introduced each other. When Xu Qingsong saw the two people, he took the initiative to say hello. He did not let go of the hand holding Liu Wangxue, and Liu Wangxue also allowed the two people to look at her generously.
The makeup artist responded to Xu Qingsong, and then joked: "So you are the one who feels sorry for screenwriter Liu——"
After hearing this, Xu Qingsong turned his gaze to Liu Wangxue's face and asked with his eyes, what does it mean? The prop master next to him also asked the makeup artist: "What do you mean by heartache?"
The makeup artist rolled his eyes at the prop master: "Single guy." You're not smart enough, you deserve to be single.
Liu Wangxue smiled at Xu Qingsong and didn't answer.
The four of them walked towards the elevator together. When the elevator arrived, Xu Qingsong took Liu Wangxue's hand and walked in first, reaching out to press the floor button.
The prop master tried to catch up, but was pulled back by the makeup artist's hat. He was caught off guard and stepped back, almost stumbling.
After Xu Qingsong pressed the floor button, he looked up and saw this scene: "Aren't you guys coming in?"
Liu Wangxue looked at the makeup artist and smiled.
The makeup artist gave her a calm look, holding the prop master's hat in his hand, and said to Xu Qingsong: "I suddenly remembered that I forgot to buy something. You guys go up first, and he and I will go out for a while."
"Oh, you are such a jerk," the prop master accused her. "On the way back just now, I asked you if there was anything else you needed to buy, and you said no. Now that we're here, you say you forgot..."
The makeup artist pulled him out: "Shut up..."
The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the two from their conversation.
Xu Qingsong squeezed Liu Wangxue's palm and asked her, "What did your makeup teacher mean by that sentence just now?"
Liu Wangxue looked up at him: "What did you say?"
Xu Qingsong raised his hand and poked the dimple on his cheek: "Are you asking this even though you already know the answer?"
Liu Wangxue pinched his fingers: "Aren't you asking even though you already know the answer?"
Xu Qingsong looked at her and smiled, then helped her push a strand of hair in front of her shoulder back.
With a "ding" sound, they arrived at the floor, the elevator door opened, and he walked out holding Liu Wangxue's hand.
Standing in front of the door, Xu Qingsong saw that Liu Wangxue didn't move, so he shook her hand and said, "Open the door."
Liu Wangxue said: "The room card is not with me."
Xu Qingsong understood immediately. He then let go of Liu Wangxue's hand, took the backpack off his shoulder, and asked her, "Which bag is it in?"
Liu Wangxue pointed to the zipper of the package and said, "There is a small wallet in it, look for it."
Xu Qingsong unzipped the bag and looked inside in the light of the corridor. The first thing he saw was a pharmacy bag, which was bulging with stuff. Then there was a computer, a notebook, a pencil case, and some other small things. He reached in and fumbled for a while before pulling out a thin black square wallet from the bottom.
I opened my wallet, took out the room card, and swiped the door to enter.
Xu Qingsong put the bag on the grid of the clothes hanger, took out the bag of medicine from it, took Liu Wangxue's hand and walked to the table and sat down.
He opened the bag and laid out the contents one by one. They were quite complete, including items for disinfection, bandaging, internal and external application, and even some small items for waterproofing.
Xu Qingsong took Liu Wangxue's right hand and placed it on the table. He found that she was still holding the cup of tea in her left hand. He took it and placed it on the inner side of the table: "It's all cold."
Liu Wangxue said: "Help me open it, I want to have a sip."
"It's cold now, don't drink it. I'll buy you a hot one next time." Xu Qingsong carefully tore off the tape on her finger. "It will hurt, just bear with it."
Liu Wangxue didn't take this minor injury seriously at all. She supported her chin with her left hand and looked at Xu Qingsong intently.
She thought, he is so handsome! His eyebrows and eyes are sharp and handsome, but so gentle, with a kind of magic that makes people unable to take their eyes away, especially when he is concentrating on doing something.
Xu Qingsong peeled off the bloody gauze and threw it into the trash can, revealing the scratches on his fingertips. At that moment, he felt as if his heart was pinched by something, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but blow gently on Liu Wangxue's fingertips, raised his eyes and asked her: "Does it hurt?"
Liu Wangxue shook his head subconsciously, then quickly nodded and hissed, "It hurts!"
Xu Qingsong reached out and touched her face. At this moment, he would rather the wound was on his hand.
He took out a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and carefully cleaned the wound, his movements were extremely gentle, for fear of hurting her again. After cleaning, he sprinkled medicine powder on it, wrapped it with gauze, and then taped it. Then he took out a piece of paper towel, wiped the residue on the table, and threw it into the trash can.
After doing all this, Xu Qingsong took the oral medicine and looked at the instructions on the box. There were also the doctor's handwritten instructions and dosage on it: "You have to take it before going to bed, don't forget."
Liu Wangxue nodded.
Xu Qingsong stood up and walked to the TV cabinet, unscrewed a bottle of purified water and poured it into the kettle, plugged in the power and pressed the switch.
Then he came back and sat down, opened the bag of finger gloves, took out one and put it on Liu Wangxue's fingertips, and then used waterproof glue to stick a circle around the base: "Be careful when taking a shower, don't get it wet. After washing and drying, take it off immediately, don't leave it in the air. If it's inconvenient to tie this tomorrow morning, just use a towel to wet your face and wipe it."
He took out his cell phone, checked the time, it was already past nine o'clock, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
Then Liu Wangxue looked at her fingers and sighed, "Then it won't be convenient for me to even put on makeup."
Xu Qingsong took a step closer to her, cupped her cheeks, and said with a smile, "You are so naturally beautiful. Even without makeup, no one can compare to you."
Liu Wangxue looked up at him and said, "You are really good at talking."
Xu Qingsong bent down and moved closer to her: "It's all true."
He brushed Liu Wangxue's dimple with his thumb, let go of her hand, stood up, and picked up the cold cup of tea: "You should rest early. I'm leaving first."
Liu Wangxue grabbed his hand when he turned around.
Xu Qingsong turned back again: "What's wrong?"
"Why did you take the tea away too?" Liu Wangxue looked at him with a hint of accusation in her eyes.
Xu Qingsong thought, as expected, he was right to take it.
He held Liu Wangxue's hand and said gently, "It's cold and not tasty anymore. Besides, it's already this late. If you drink it, do you still want to sleep?"
Liu Wangxue refused and argued, "But you said it was the first cup of tea you bought me after you pursued me, can't I keep it?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Xu Qingsong's smile.
Liu Wangxue pulled his hand and said, "Can't I even drink a sip?"
Xu Qingsong felt that he had no way to deal with her, so he opened the outer packaging of the straw, inserted it into the plastic paper sealing the cup, and handed it to her mouth: "You can only drink one sip."
Liu Wangxue nodded happily and ate one bite at a time, not a single bite too much.
Xu Qingsong looked at her smiling face and felt sweet in his heart.
Liu Wangxue stood up and walked Xu Qingsong to the door.
When Xu Qingsong said goodbye to her, she suddenly hugged him, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Xu, you are so nice~"
Xu Qingsong felt confused for a moment. When he wanted to raise his hand to hug her back, Liu Wangxue pulled away, waved at him, and then closed the door.
The movement of his heart was exactly the same as that of his arms, neither up nor down.
A little itchy.
Itchy heart.
He stood in front of the door for a while, let out a long breath, and then turned and left.
Liu Wangxue didn't move after closing the door. She was looking outside through the peephole. Seeing Xu Qingsong standing there with his arms half-raised, she covered her mouth and smiled secretly.
After getting in the car, Xu Qingsong realized that he was still holding the cup of tea. He held the cup in his palm, looked at it for a while without focusing, then lowered his head and took a sip. It was sweet.
Then he leaned back in his chair and slowly finished the cup of tea.
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