So, all that preparation was done just for the final appeal?
Yu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Huo Qu. When did this guy learn to play tricks?
He snorted and flicked Huo Qu's forehead with his finger, "Fake."
Huo Qu never expected that Yu Qinghuan would not respond. He just stood there for a moment, totally unsure of what to do next.
His eyes were wide open, and his dark pupils were filled with shock and disbelief. He looked silly and cute.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help wanting to bully him, so he kicked him in the bed and said lazily, "What? Is there any problem?"
Huo Qu's face turned red with embarrassment. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.
"You deserve it," Yu Qinghuan curled his lips maliciously, "Do you dare to lie again? I tell you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a hot body suddenly pounced on him and pressed him down hard.
"Huo Qu, what are you doing!" Yu Qinghuan was almost crushed to death by him. She reached out to push him in horror.
But this push made Huo Qu hug him even tighter.
Yu Qinghuan had just finished taking a shower and was only wearing a thin shirt. The heat from Huo Qu's body was transferred to him through the thin cloth, like a small spark, which instantly ignited a raging fire in his body, crackling and burning him to the point that he almost lost his mind.
Yu Qinghuan likes men, and Huo Qu definitely meets his aesthetic standards. In addition, he is in his early twenties, which is an age that cannot be teased, so his breathing instantly became heavy.
"Huo Qu, get up." Yu Qinghuan tilted his head slightly and said with a breath, "Be obedient."
Huo Qu said nothing, as if he heard nothing, but buried his head in Yu Qinghuan's neck, even rubbing against it like a cat.
The soft hair gently brushed across the sensitive skin, causing Yu Qinghuan's scalp to numb. She almost lost control and made a fool of herself. Helplessly, she could only retreat and persuade him earnestly, "That's not how you hold me. Get up and I'll teach you."
"No." Huo Qu's voice was muffled, but he expressed his wish very firmly.
Yu Qinghuan: "Huo Qu, do you want to make me angry?"
Huo Qu shook his head and said nothing.
Yu Qinghuan had a terrible headache. What on earth was wrong with Huo Qu today? If I had known he would be like this, I would definitely not tease him. It won’t cost me anything to hug him anyway!
He sighed and reached out to ruffle Huo Qu's hair, but Huo Qu saw him. Thinking that he still wanted to push him away, he grabbed his hand in mid-air, interlocked their fingers, and domineeringly pressed his hand on the bed.
Yu Qinghuan was slightly angry: "Do you want to crush me to death?"
"I didn't." Huo Qu retorted aggrievedly.
"Then why don't you get up?"
"I just...want to hug you."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "How can you hold me like this? Be obedient and get up quickly."
Huo Qu still shook his head. As he spoke, his wet lips gently brushed against Yu Qinghuan's skin, causing him to shudder. Yu Qinghuan's eyes turned red and he raised his chin. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Huo Qu pitifully ask, "Qinghuan, don't you want me to hug you?"
Yu Qinghuan deliberately replied fiercely: "Well, I don't want to."
I thought I could bully Huo Qu, but I didn't expect his voice to be strangely happy. "I know! Rejection is permission, right? Qinghuan, I know everything!"
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Suddenly I felt that I had not only dug a hole to bury myself, but also stepped on it with a few handfuls of soil.
Huo Qu stayed with him for two days, but finally because the vacation was over, he had to go back to work and was reluctantly picked up by Huo Zheng.
Yu Qinghuan said something to Zhao Rui and went out to see them off.
"Come to our house during the Chinese New Year this year," Huo Zheng suddenly invited him, "My parents are very grateful to you and want to meet you, too."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Thank you for your kindness, uncle and aunt." He pointed at Zhao Rui who was looking grumpy not far away, and said with a smile, "But I'm afraid I have to spend the New Year on the set this year, otherwise Director Zhao will get mad."
The Spring Festival is such a big festival, no matter how demanding Zhao Rui is, he can't even deny the actors from going home for a reunion dinner. As smart as Huo Zheng was, he immediately realized that this was Yu Qinghuan's polite refusal.
He didn't expose her, but just looked at Yu Qinghuan deeply and said, "Okay, come to our house when you have time, our family welcomes you."
"Okay." Yu Qinghuan nodded in response and watched Huo Zheng get into the car. Then he waved to Huo Qu who had been leaning against the car window to watch him and returned to the crew.
"Your child has left?" Seeing him come back, Zhao Rui snorted and said, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
He is a heavy smoker and almost never puts down his cigarette. Unless Wang Ruirui is around, you can always see him puffing away.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but advise, "You should smoke less."
"It's okay, even if he dies." Zhao Rui threw the cigarette butt into the trash can nonchalantly, his face still gloomy, "Hurry up and start working, the progress has been quite slow these past few days."
Yu Qinghuan sighed and followed him.
Last time, Zhao Rui was rummaging through his wallet and accidentally dropped the photos inside. When Yu Qinghuan was picking up photos for him, he saw the little girl in them.
She was about seven or eight years old, with a round face and round eyes. She smiled like a little sun and was very cute. He immediately guessed that this should be Zhao Rui's dead sister.
The little girl looks somewhat similar to Wang Ruirui, which is probably why Zhao Rui has a special feeling for Wang Ruirui.
He watched Zhao Rui give Wang Ruirui a stiff smile, and his heart suddenly felt sour and uncomfortable.
In the next few days, Zhao Rui seemed to be possessed by Zhou Baopi, wishing he could film 24 hours a day. Even though Yu Qinghuan was young and strong, he still couldn't handle it.
In the crew, everyone had dark circles under their eyes due to lack of sleep, and they were complaining. This resentment reached its peak when the sound of firecrackers was heard from nearby villagers.
Their crew was on the outskirts of the city, next to a small village.
There is no control over firecrackers in the village like in the city. After the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, both adults and children will set off a few firecrackers for entertainment.
The deafening sound of firecrackers brought a strong sense of the New Year, making everyone in the crew so excited that they had no intention of working at all. But after several people who asked Zhao Rui for leave were scolded and came back, no one dared to look for him again.
On the morning of the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, after filming a scene in the still-rising sun, everyone was about to pack up the props and prepare for the next scene, but Zhao Rui suddenly said, "Today and tomorrow are holidays, you guys go back."
Suddenly, some jaws dropped, some accidentally dropped props, and some even thought they were hallucinating.
Seeing this, Zhao Rui snorted coldly, "If you don't want to leave, stay and work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the set scattered like birds and beasts, running faster than rabbits, as if they were afraid that he would go back on his word.
Zhao Rui lowered his eyelids, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, picked up his mobile phone and made a call, his voice was cold and hard, "The crew is on holiday for the New Year, when will you come to pick up Wang Ruirui to go home?"
No one knew what was being said on the other end. Zhao Rui's face suddenly turned pale. He opened his mouth to say something else, but a busy tone came from the microphone.
He took a deep breath and made another call, but still got a busy tone.
"Fuck!" Zhao Rui cursed angrily. He was so angry that his hands were shaking. It took him a long time to light the cigarette.
"Rui Rui's parents refuse to pick her up?" Yu Qinghuan was right next to him, and seeing his expression, he guessed it was almost correct.
"Yeah." Zhao Rui responded solemnly, "Just tell Ruirui to stay in the crew! If there's no one else in the crew, let me take her!" He angrily cursed, "These two beasts!"
They casually handed their daughter over to a stranger they had only met once, without considering whether this person had any special hobbies or whether he would be good to their daughter. How come there are always such irresponsible parents in this world!
If not for this, his sister wouldn't have died so early!
Zhao Rui held the phone tightly, his eyes so gloomy that tears almost came out.
"Brother Qinghuan," not far away, Wang Ruirui put down her book, looked up and called Yu Qinghuan sweetly, with her hair still tied with the hairband he gave her that day.
Yu Qinghuan felt a pang in her heart, and couldn't help but say to Zhao Rui: "Brother Rui, if you have something to do, Ruirui can spend this year with me."
Zhao Rui raised his eyes: "Aren't you going home for the New Year?"
Yu Qinghuan said calmly: "I am the only one in my family, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not."
Zhao Rui lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent. It was unclear whether he agreed or not.
By noon, most of the crew members had left. Even the person who delivered lunch boxes came to tell them that no meals would be delivered on New Year's Eve and the first day of the New Year. Suddenly, there were only three of them left in the huge crew.
Wang Ruirui seemed to sense something. The little girl lowered her head with red eyes, fearing that she would be left behind. Contrary to her previous fear of Zhao Rui, she followed him closely, not even daring to make loud footsteps.
Yu Qinghuan was so distressed that she didn't care whether Zhao Ruitong agreed or not. She picked up the little girl and went to her own shack, "Ruirui, can you spend the New Year with Brother Qinghuan this year? Brother Qinghuan is so lonely."
The little girl opened her eyes wide with tears in them, "Brother Qinghuan is alone too?"
"Well," Yu Qinghuan gently touched her curly hair, "So I need Ruirui's company. Is Ruirui willing?"
"I am willing, I am willing!" The little girl kept nodding her head, hugged Yu Qinghuan's neck tightly and refused to let go, finally bursting into laughter.
Yu Qinghuan personally went to the village store to buy vegetables and meat, preparing to make a good New Year's Eve dinner for Wang Ruirui.
Although there was no gas in his small shack, he had an induction cooker, so he could make do with it.
Busy from the afternoon till the evening, Yu Qinghuan finally made eight dishes that were delicious and fragrant.
"Brother Qinghuan is so awesome," Wang Ruirui's big eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at the table full of sumptuous dinner.
"This is Ruirui's reward for accompanying me," Yu Qinghuan smiled, carried the little girl to sit on the stool beside the table, handed her a pair of chopsticks, and said softly: "Ruirui, try it and see if you like it."
"Brother Qinghuan eats first," Wang Ruirui shook her head, smiled shyly, and whispered, "I like everything Brother Qinghuan cooks."
This child is so sensible that Yu Qinghuan's heart is almost melted by her. He feels that if he has a little daughter like this, even if she wants the stars in the sky, he will pick them for her at the risk of his life.
Sitting down next to Wang Ruirui, he was about to pick up the chopsticks when the door of the shack was suddenly pushed open. A cold air mixed with snow rushed in. Yu Qinghuan looked up and saw that it was Zhao Rui.
He held two bottles of Red Star Erguotou in his hands, put them on the table, and sat opposite Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan had originally included his share of the meal she cooked, and this time when she saw him coming over, she said nothing and just handed him a pair of chopsticks.
Zhao Rui opened his mouth as if he wanted to say thank you, but his throat seemed to be stuck and no sound came out. In the end, he simply shut up, wiped the cup he brought with him on his clothes, and poured a glass of wine for Yu Qinghuan.
On New Year’s Eve, three people squeezed into a small shack of more than ten square meters and ate around a low table. Under the warm yellow light, two tall men bent over and picked up food for the little girl from time to time, and were immediately rewarded with the little girl's sweet smile.
There are no fancy restaurants, let alone exquisite meals.
But Yu Qinghuan felt that this was the best year he had had in more than a decade.
Finally, I'm not alone anymore.
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