Chapter 44 Take Me Home
The mobile phone screen went off and the world returned to silence. It seemed that only the light moonlight and the scent of cedar with body temperature from Meng Qingyan were left in the world.
Bai You closed his eyes and then raised them.
"Teacher Meng, aren't you afraid of being seen in public?" he asked.
"There are some in the main hall," Meng Qingyan laughed and asked, "What about the public?"
It is summer now, but it is not yet the hottest time of the year. The nights are very cool and comfortable. It is normal for some people to go out to enjoy the cool air or return home at night.
Bai You struggled speechlessly, but was soon held down on the back of his head by Meng Qingyan.
Bai You: “…”
Those who wore shoes were not afraid, and he didn't understand why he, a barefoot man, was afraid.
Just like, everyone has a past, and having a past is the most normal thing, and Meng Qingyan’s past was not caused by himself, so he didn’t understand why he should feel guilty.
Perhaps people who have a low sense of worthiness or a high sense of morality always find it difficult to feel happy.
Bai You didn't move anymore, but just took a deep breath and smelled the cedar scent that was stained with Meng Qingyan's body temperature.
It’s less cold and more warm.
Forget it, Baiyou is just giving up.
He has put himself in the position of a "protector" since he was young and has almost never been willful.
Now that he had met someone who didn't need his protection at all, he suddenly wanted to act willful.
"Are you really not afraid of being discovered?" The moonlight shone into his raised eyes, provocative, bright and clear.
"Don't be afraid." Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and looked at him.
The moonlight was already very dim and could not shine into Meng Qingyan's eyes. Bai You could not see the emotions in his eyes.
But I could tell the certainty in his tone.
"Then carry me home." Bai You raised his chin, looking a little proud.
Meng Qingyan chuckled, he bent down, and hugged Bai You in his arms.
The distance between the two people suddenly shortened, and Bai You was finally able to look into his dark eyes.
Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and looked at him, with a smile in his eyes.
I took the elevator upstairs and was lucky enough not to meet anyone along the way.
When he arrived at the door, Bai You wanted to come down to open it, but Meng Qingyan lifted him up with ill intention.
Bai You was frightened and quickly raised her hands to hug his neck, but this only made the man laugh.
"Just drive like this." He lowered his head, his hot lips brushed against his ears, and his voice was so low that it sounded like a breath.
After stumbling through the door, and before they could even turn on the light, the two of them eagerly entangled with each other.
The clothes were scattered from the door to the sofa. Meng Qingyan raised his hand, took the soft cushion of the sofa and threw it on the ground, then forcefully pressed down the young man's straight back.
The moonlight is like water, shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows, outlining two closely connected silhouettes.
The only sounds in the room were their rapid and hot breathing, and the occasional sweetness that leaked out from between Bai You's tightly closed lips and teeth.
He was very emotional today, and except for his lips which had been tightly closed, he was more proactive than ever before.
But Meng Qingyan still seemed unsatisfied. He inserted his slender knuckles into his wet and hot mouth and stirred the root of his tongue.
Saliva and voice overflowed together, and sweetness seemed to fill the entire living room. Bai You leaned her head on Meng Qingyan's shoulder, and for a moment she felt as if her soul had left her body.
Through the mottled moonlight, he could see the two people's overlapping figures, and Meng Qingyan's eyelashes stained by sweat. He even seemed to see him pick up another cushion and put it under his dislocated knees...
As the moon began to set in the west, they arrived at the bathroom.
Bai You’s bathtub is a single-person type, but it does not prevent two people from sharing it. However, the water stains made the floor tiles very slippery, and after losing support, Bai You was a little unstable.
When Meng Qingyan carried him back to the bed, the moon had already set in the west and could only illuminate one corner of the bedroom.
Bai You was very tired and was afraid that this man would not stop, so he wrapped himself in a thin blanket.
Meng Qingyan wrapped himself in the pajamas he had bought for him before, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and hugged the person to lie on his lap.
"Blow dry your hair first." He smiled, took out a mango candy from somewhere, stuffed it into Bai You's mouth, and said gentlemanly, "Replenish your energy."
"Why do you need to replenish your energy?" Bai You widened his eyes in alertness, like a frightened cat.
Meng Qingyan found it funny and lowered his eyes to turn on the hair dryer.
The slightly warm wind caressed the top of his head, Bai You felt comfortable, so he closed his eyes again with a candy in his mouth, and complained vaguely: "Even Qiu Wan and He Yuan know that they feel sorry for me and don't want me to work hard."
"What's going on?" Meng Qingyan heard it and leaned down slightly. "Teacher Bai just enjoys himself, doesn't he feel tired like this?"
"Of course." Bai You glared at him, his eyes still moist and without much power.
"I was holding onto Teacher Bai's waist support and pressing down," Meng Qingyan said, not quite believing it, and questioned seriously, "I didn't feel tired at all. Teacher Bai is so powerful, how could he be tired?"
Bai You was furious and raised his hand to cover his lips.
Meng Qingyan smiled and kissed his fingertips.
Very shameless.
Bai You had no choice but to put his hands back into the blanket.
"Just now, you were looking at Xiaoliang." Meng Qingyan asked.
"Hmm." Bai You tilted his head and thought for a moment, "It seems like I haven't seen it for a long time."
"Why don't you come to my place?" Meng Qingyan asked again.
Although he recorded Bai You's fingerprints, he has never used them once.
"I suddenly feel that this is not a good idea." Bai You closed his eyes and said softly, "You have valuable things there, as well as Tianying's information. It's not very convenient."
"If it wasn't very convenient, I wouldn't have helped you record your fingerprints in the first place." After Bai You's hair was dry, Meng Qingyan turned off the hair dryer and lay down beside him.
Bai You didn't say anything for a long time.
Meng Qingyan thought he had fallen asleep, and worried that he would sweat under the blanket, so he carefully raised his hand to touch his forehead.
But Bai You suddenly said, "If we separate in the future, can you post Xiaoliang's photo on Weibo or other platforms? I'm afraid I'll miss him."
Meng Qingyan didn't say anything, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly became cold.
It seemed as if the passion and tenderness just now were just an illusion and had never existed.
"Forget it then." Bai You said.
There are no lifelong "fuck buddies" in this world.
After Building No. 8 ends and they both devote themselves to new work and life, everything will naturally fade away and they will separate tacitly.
This is a reality and a fact that cannot be avoided.
But Bai You still realized that such words were not suitable to be said at such a time of deep affection.
"I'll send it to you." He thought the topic was over, but Meng Qingyan suddenly replied to him.
Because of what happened just now, his voice was tinged with hoarseness, but now it sounded very calm, without any emotion, "I can also post it on Moments for you to see."
Bai You didn't say anything.
If that day really comes, he will most likely block Meng Qingyan and he will never have the chance to see his circle of friends.
But it’s enough that Xiaoliang is living a good life. It doesn’t really matter whether he watches or not.
Bai You buried his face down in the crook of Meng Qingyan's neck, his breath gently sweeping over his collarbone.
"I'm not usually at home when I'm busy," Meng Qingyan said again, "The media will definitely report it. If you don't want to see it, you can go to my house and see it when I'm out."
Bai You suddenly felt that Meng Qingyan was a bit naive.
He has never gone to his home without permission, and certainly not if they are "separated" in the future.
However, Meng Qingyan didn't seem to like talking about what happened afterwards.
So Bai You did not reject his proposal, but just smiled and said, "Okay."
Meng Qingyan seemed to be in a better mood.
"Isn't it hot?" He buried his nose in his thick black hair, raised his hand to pull away the thin blanket on him, and the two of them hugged each other closer.
After the blanket was pulled away, he did feel a little more comfortable. Bai You moved his body again, bent one leg and put it on Meng Qingyan's waist.
He likes to sleep in a curled-up position all year round, and he feels more at ease when he lifts one leg.
Meng Qingyan held his ankle with his other hand to prevent him from slipping.
The sleepiness was gone, and Bai You suddenly became energetic again.
He opened his eyes wide in the darkness, and his long eyelashes swept across Meng Qingyan's neck.
Meng Qingyan laughed softly, and Bai You deliberately opened and closed his eyes and brushed him with his eyelashes.
But Meng Qingyan did not dodge. He smiled and turned over, pressed him under him, and threatened in a low voice: "Teacher Bai, you don't want to get out of bed tomorrow, right?"
Bai You immediately stopped his prank and calmed down.
Taking long breaths, the two looked into each other's eyes in the darkness, and could see the glimmer in each other's eyes.
Bai You was afraid that this person would really get interested again, so he racked his brains to change the subject.
"Why aren't you in the group today?" he asked.
"You were away these two days, and the crew was concentrating on filming the scenes with Teacher Fang and Teacher Zhou." Meng Qingyan buried his face in the crook of his neck and said lazily.
Building No. 8 was divided into Group A and Group B for filming. Group A was the group led by Zhou Lian, and they were mainly responsible for filming scenes for several main characters.
Group B was led by Wei Yuan, and most of the supporting roles were filmed there.
"Why do I remember that the shooting schedule wasn't entirely about the two teachers?" Bai You said puzzledly.
Meng Qingyan was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Teacher Fang's condition has not been very good these two days, and Director Zhou has slowed down the filming progress."
Fang Zhi has his own unique performance system, mature acting skills, and is always at ease in front of the camera.
Hearing that he was not in good condition, Bai You originally thought that he was unwell and was about to ask, but soon realized that something was wrong and could not help but let out a soft "ah".
"Yeah." Although neither of them spoke, Meng Qingyan knew clearly what Bai You was thinking, so he responded softly and gave him the answer.
"It would be nice if people in love would never separate." Bai You said softly, and strangely thought of Meng Qingyan's cloakroom again.
"Do you think," he asked, "is there any chance they can reconcile?"
Hearing this, Meng Qingyan laughed, and seemed to think Bai You was cute. He tightened his arms around him again.
"Who can be sure about love matters?" he said. "Besides, they were separated for fifteen years, not fifteen days."
He also criticized Bai You: "Teacher Bai, you can't even think clearly about your own affairs? Where do you get the energy to care about others?"
"What's wrong with me?" Bai You immediately tried to clear himself up. "Singles have no love or hate, and they are clean-handed. They won't think of going through this kind of hardship."
But Meng Qingyan seems to be able to.
He was born at the top of a mountain, but he got into this messy entertainment industry.
There are so many people who like him, but he is waiting for someone he doesn't know.
The standard of eating without suffering.
Thinking of the various clothes, accessories, shoes, hats, and watches in his cloakroom...
Meng Qingyan should be constantly adding new models to it.
Bai You was actually very surprised. Not only him, but probably no one in the world could realize that Meng Qingyan was actually a romantic man.
"If you were Zhou Xing," he felt that he should have known the answer, but he still couldn't help asking, "Would you come back to see Teacher Fang?"
"Of course." As expected, Meng Qingyan said.
He hesitated for a moment, then added, "I will never let go of the person I like in this life."
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