He Muchen had finished filming his drama and was going to the wrap party that night. He originally wanted to stay and keep Zhou Rui company, but Zhou Rui sent him away, saying that this was the first drama he had finished filming and how could he not attend the wrap party?
Seeing He Muchen arrive alone, the director asked curiously, "Muchen, isn't Xiao Rui here?"
The director still really likes Zhou Rui and is eager to get him into the acting industry.
Hearing the director's concern for his wife, He Muchen was quite unhappy. "He has a cold and is resting at the hotel."
"Xiao Rui caught a cold? Did he take any medicine? If it's serious, we should take him to the hospital to get it checked out."
He Muchen looked at the director coldly, thinking to himself: My wife needs your concern, you should worry about yourself.
After the wrap party, He Muchen said goodbye to them and then hurriedly left to return to his hotel.
I opened the door and walked in, finding Zhou Rui curled up on the bed. I touched his forehead; it was burning hot.
“Honey, you’re back.” Zhou Rui raised his half-closed eyes.
"Hmm, honey, how about I take you to the hospital?" He Muchen gently stroked him.
"No need, I've taken the medicine. Sweating it out should make me feel better."
He Muchen held Zhou Rui as they fell asleep, while Zhou Rui was covered in sweat.
He closed his eyes and dreamed that he returned to that world where no one was by his side. He watched He Muchen singing passionately on stage, while he sat far away from him holding up a support sign.
Sitting next to me were two or three close friends who often followed celebrities with me.
"RuiRui, how can your brother be so handsome? I want to be his fan for life, no, I want to be his fan for several lifetimes."
Zhou Rui smiled and said to the girl, "Don't you even know whose husband he is? Of course he's handsome!"
"Hey, Rui Rui, wake up! Your brother has already officially announced his fiancée, so let's stop daydreaming."
"Fiancée?" Zhou Rui was stunned in his dream, staring at He Muchen on the big screen.
Then he dreamed of He Muchen's wedding, where he was wearing a suit and smiling as he walked arm in arm with a beautiful girl.
He stood there, unable to utter a single word of blessing.
Zhou Rui was sobbing when He Muchen shook him awake.
"Honey, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Zhou Rui opened his eyes, his eyes brimming with tears, and looked at He Muchen lying beside him. He moved closer to He Muchen, snuggled into his arms, and hugged him tightly, feeling that he was truly there beside him.
He Muchen touched his forehead and, finding it wasn't hot anymore, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Honey, what nightmare did you have?"
“I dreamt that you were having a happy wedding with someone else, and I couldn’t even say a word of blessing.”
Zhou Rui hugged He Muchen tightly and looked up to kiss him.
He just wanted to be greedy, he wanted He Muchen to belong only to him, even if it was only for a short time, it didn't matter.
...
"Wife, you've just recovered from your cold, so please restrain yourself." He Muchen pushed him away, suppressing the desire that was being aroused.
"Don't you want to?" Zhou Rui asked him, his big eyes blinking.
"I want to, but your health is more important than that." He Muchen grabbed Zhou Rui's hand that was groping him.
He Muchen's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. "Want to get up and take a shower? You sweated so much last night."
"Oh, okay, I'm going to take a shower now."
Zhou Rui got up, took his clothes, and went to the bathroom. He left the water running, patted his face, and felt a little regretful about his actions. How could he suddenly think of making a move on He Muchen?
He Muchen got up and drank a few glasses of ice water. Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, he paced back and forth in the room, sighing. His wife had never been so proactive before, and he had actually backed down.
Will my wife think I'm not good enough?
He Muchen's phone rang; it was a call from his agent, Sister Hong.
"Hey, Sister Hong."
"Mu Chen! When are you coming back?"
"Sister Hong, what's wrong? Just tell me."
"Here's the thing, your film has finished. Are you planning to take a break for a while, or will you continue to take on work?"
"Let's talk about it when I get back to the company."
"Oh, when are you coming back?"
Upon hearing no water coming from the bathroom, He Muchen immediately hung up the phone, pretending to be calm as he sat on the sofa, looking at his phone.
Hongjie didn't hear He Muchen's response, but she did hear the sound of the phone being hung up.
Hongjie angrily threw her phone on the table, frantically flipping through the documents in her hand, silently reminding herself not to get angry with a child.
Zhou Rui dried his hair and came out. He saw He Muchen playing on his phone. To avoid embarrassment, he didn't go over to disturb him and went to pack his luggage.
After finishing breakfast, they picked up their luggage and prepared to head back.
The two sat in the car without exchanging a word the whole way, which made Liu Qi, who was driving, a little confused. He thought the young couple had quarreled.
Zhou Rui looked down at the fan group for He Muchen that he had joined on set.
He didn't say anything inside, but secretly watched them post some photos of He Muchen, and he secretly saved each of the photos.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who was looking down at his phone intently, and was a little curious about what he was looking at. He leaned closer and saw that Zhou Rui was looking at his own photos.
"I'm right here. Why do you need to see photos? Just look at me."
"That's a different feeling," Zhou Rui muttered to himself.
"Wife, what did you say?"
"It's nothing, I just want to be a little greedy. I want your photo, and I want you in person too."
He Muchen leaned closer to him and kissed his lips, "It really is sweet."
?
Zhou Rui licked his lips in confusion. It wasn't sweet!
He Muchen leaned in and kissed him again. Liu Qi, who was driving in front, coughed lightly to clear his throat.
"Second sister-in-law, what's wrong with your throat? You didn't catch a cold too, did you?"
"I have some cold medicine here, do you want some?" Zhou Rui leaned closer to Liu Qi with concern.
Liu Qi was speechless for a moment, and said awkwardly, "I think you've really misunderstood. The relationship between me and my senior is not what you imagine."
"But my second brother really seems to like you."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qi was so startled that he slammed on the brakes, sending Zhou Rui flying ahead.
"Does he like me?"
Zhou Rui rubbed his arm where he had been bumped. "Yeah! Didn't you notice? The way he looked at you was very different."
He Muchen pulled Zhou Rui back to sit down and rubbed his arm that had been bumped.
He looked at the gentle He Muchen and had a feeling that He loved him even more than he loved himself.
Liu Qi was stunned. Zhou Rui's words echoed in his mind: "Does the way my senior looks at me look different from the way he looks at others?"
He shook his head. "That's different, isn't it? He's his outlet for venting his frustrations whenever he wants."
*
Back at the apartment, He Muchen and Zhou Rui encountered Bai Xinze, who had just returned, at the door.
Bai Xinze approached, stood next to Zhou Rui, and greeted him.
"Rui Rui, you're back. I missed you so much." Bai Xinze affectionately rubbed his head.
Zhou Rui blinked repeatedly, seemingly wondering if he missed her, before turning to look at He Muchen beside him, whose face looked grim.
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