MTL - I Just Want to Be in a Relationship-Chapter 35

Yu Qinghuan did not send Huoqu directly home, but took him to a beef noodle shop.

This beef noodle is delicious and well-fed. After Yu Qinghuan has eaten it once, it will never be forgotten. Every three or five will always come to beat the tooth festival.

"Give," he pushed a bowl of beef covered with a large piece of beef in front of Huo Qu. He smiled and said, "Try to taste good."

Huo Qutou nodded and picked up the chopsticks cheerfully.

He still didn't use chopsticks very much, clumsily clipped it again and again, but he didn't even eat a single face, and he was wronged and wrinkled his nose.

Yu Qinghuan thinks that he is so interesting. It is like a white and soft bunny, especially with the urge to bully. Not only did he not help him, but he stared at the chin with his chin straight, and he looked at Huo Qu’s face flushed, and he couldn’t even hold the chopsticks.

When it’s over, Huo Qu thinks that he is starting to get sick again.

As long as Qing Huan looks at him with a smile in his eyes, he will not breathe well, and even his head will become dizzy.

The throat was moved up and down. In order to escape the gaze of the shadow, Huo Qu’s subconsciously took a sip of soup.

“嘶——” Beef noodles are just out of the pan. A thin layer of oily flowers separates the heat from the bottom. Although there is no heat, the heat is not low. The canal is not hot, physiological. The tears suddenly came up.

Yu Qinghuan was shocked by him. He quickly stood up and leaned over his chin. He said with concern: "Open your mouth, what do you think of it?" Emei asked: "What? Hungry? Already?"

Huo Quan shook his head, looked up at him with tears, and opened his mouth.

The light in the store was not very good, and Yu Qinghuan was just backlit. I couldn’t see anything at all. In desperation, he had to lower his body again and get close to Huo Qu’s face.

In the facial features of Yu Qinghuan, the eyes are particularly good, the black hair is bright, the light is radiant, and the light is shining against the light, beautiful and confusing.

Huo Qu felt that he had a rabbit in his chest, and he threw himself into the thigh. The fierce strength was like the next second.

It also became very thirsty in the throat, and even if it swallowed, it could not alleviate the half point.

A fierce urge to touch and get close to this person suddenly came from the bottom of my heart.

He stared at Yu Qinghuan's eyes, his eyes gradually getting hot.

"The tip of the tongue is red," Yu Qinghuan was too worried about Huo Qu, so that he did not notice the change of his look. He said: "I don't know if there is any burn in the mouth. I will take you... What are you doing?" ?"

Yu Qinghuan’s instinct flashed back, and the doubtful look of Huo Qu’s suddenly reaching out, his face was very weird.

Just... Huo Qu is trying to reach out and beat him? Is it in revenge that I just watched him joke?

Thinking of this, he laughed and smacked Huo Qu’s forehead and said: “Be careful, smile and you still want to do it! It’s hot!”

Seeing Huo Qu’s lips and looking at himself, barely sitting there and saying nothing, Yu Qinghuan thought that he really provoked him.

I had to lean over and lean over, but I said helplessly: "I am wrong, let you..."

A sentence has not been finished, Huo Qu warm fingers have gently touched his eyes. Sustained by external forces, Yu Qinghuan instinctively closed his eyes.

Then, in the darkness, he heard Huo Qu’s muttering, his voice small, word by word, but clearly passed into his ear.

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

Yu Qinghuan’s head slammed and the heartbeat was instantly out of balance.

In the heart of meditation several times, "Huo Qu does not understand anything," only barely suppressed the instigating mind.

Some guilty pats the hands of Huo Qu, no anger: "What is beautiful and not beautiful, hurry to eat!"

"Hey." Huo Qu delegation succumbed to pick up the chopsticks, lost and bowed his head.

Qing Huan does not like to say this to him like this...

"Give it." Just thinking, suddenly the voice of Yu Qinghuan came cold in his ear. He looked up and saw Yu Qinghuan sandwiching his face into a small bowl and pushed it to himself. "Eat, don't burn it this time." I finished talking to me."

Yu Qinghuan used a small bowl of dumplings, only half the size of a slap, even if Huo can not use chopsticks, he can also get into his mouth.

I don't know how, looking at Yu Qinghuan, who is still cold with a face, Huo Qu suddenly is not so embarrassed.

"Yeah!" He nodded heavily, picked up the small bowl of noodles and took a swig in his mouth.

It is sweet.

After eating, Yu Qinghuan planned to send Huo Qu to go home. When he got up wearing gloves, he suddenly thought of something. He looked up and asked him: "Have you bought gloves for your family?"

Huo Qu suddenly shook his head, "No."

The hands of their family are not cold.

Seeing the thoughts in his heart, Yu Qing cheerfully moved the gloves on his hands and said: "Giving gifts is often not because of the need to receive gifts, but because of the gift-givings."

Huo Qu was ignorant and couldn’t understand what he meant.

Yu Qinghuan had to simply say: "For example, if you send me a scarf, a pair of socks or something, I don't really need it, but I will still be happy because you think about me."

This time, Huo Qu finally understood.

He nodded and smiled: "Then I will buy them gloves."

Although Huo Qu was mostly like an invisible person at home, his family was always good at him. He never knew that giving gifts had such a meaning. Thanks to Qing Huan, he learned the same things.

Yu Qinghuan did not go far, and found a gift shop nearby. He helped Huoqu pick four pairs of gloves and sent him to his door. He turned and left.

When Huo Qu entered the door, Huo’s family was sitting in the living room watching TV. When he came back, he looked up and looked up.

"Three children, are you having fun?"

"Hey, our family is also a nightlife person."

............

Huoqu didn't understand, and he didn't say anything. Standing there, in the eyes of the Huo family, I took out four gloves from the bag. Follow the sofa, from left to right, give them a pair.

"Three children, you are..." Hoff fluttered his hand and looked up at Huo Canal with disbelief. He was afraid that he would be wrong, and even his breathing became cautious.

Huo Qu’s lips smiled. “Qing Huan said, when giving gifts, what matters is not the gift itself, but my heart. I want you to be happy.”

The Hoffman pouted and slammed into the arms of Huo Huo, and his tears could not help but squat down.

For so many years, she has never been as happy as she is today.

If she can, she would rather have her son be a normal person, or be a genius who is self-enclosed, does not understand life and humanity.

Fortunately, now her son has slowly returned to normal, she has been hanging for more than twenty years, and can be put down.

Yu Qinghuan came home and just opened the door. He was forced to come in by Xin. "I said ancestors, where have you been? The phone is not answered! Isn't it good to meet with director Zhao Rui? People are waiting for you." Hours!"

Yu Qinghuan stunned. "I have no electricity on the phone. See Director Zhao? Now?"

Shouldn’t the two sides have to make an appointment in advance and then meet again? How do you feel that this program is a bit wrong?

"Yes!" Yu Xin pushed him and took him to walk into the living room. "Come and say hello."

Seeing the first sight of Zhao Rui, Yu Qinghuan was shocked.

This person is too thin, almost to the point of skinny. The bones of the wrists are protruding from the outside, like the rocks on the peaks of the mountains, almost puncturing the skin.

When he heard that Yu Qinghuan was coming back, he barely picked up the eyelids that he was pulling, and looked at it. His eyes were dark and there was a dead air.

"Yu Qinghuan?" Zhao Rui snorted and opened his mouth, his eyes carefully turned around him, and then sneered, "You are not suitable."

This is the first time Yu Qinghuan was glanced at the first time. He was not only angry but curious. Sitting down opposite Zhao Rui, asked: "Why?"

"You look like this..." Zhao Rui lowered his eyes: "Even if you make a strong makeup, it is not like worrying about your sister's brother."

Yu Qinghuan’s heart leaped and he grasped the key points in his words.

A brother who treats his sister as a baby, after knowing that this happened to his sister, must be awkward and decadent, instead of being like him, looking healthy and energetic. His image is the biggest obstacle to his performance.

Seeing him understand, Zhao Rui said again: "Since you have seen the script, you will show me a piece of it." He said, open the script and follow his fingers.

Yu Qinghuan looked down and saw that his brother Zhao Qingping was told that the 8-year-old sister Zhao Qing’an was raped.

There are only a few simple introductions in the script, but Yu Qinghuan knows that it is not easy to play this scene.

Zhao Qingping must be angry, distressed and desperate. However, facing the sister who is still in the operating room, he has to suppress all his emotions and hold on to him.

This kind of emotional repression, control and conversion, the most test of the actors' acting.

He took a deep breath, coveted for a while, and then looked up, it was like changing someone.

The muscles on his face were horribly distorted by the wrath of the anger, the gnaw of the gums, and the eyes filled with bitter hatred and despair.

His sister was only eight years old, but he was so cruel! I still lie in the intensive care unit.

What will she do in the future? How do you face this world after waking up? Can you still be restored to the lively and lovely look of the past?

This series of problems almost drove him crazy. He is like a beast that has gone to a dead end, with red eyes and desperately trying to find a way to live, but he can't find it.

But when his eyes condense at a certain point, all the madness is swept away in an instant.

Zhao Rui heard Yu Qinghuan’s repressed and restrained voice. “An An, don’t be afraid, my brother will help you find that person!”

His eyes are red.

"Yes." He raised his hand and interrupted Yu Qinghuan's performance. The sound was rigid and there was no ups and downs. "I have already brought the contract. We can sign the contract right away. But beforehand, I am poor, I have no money to give you too much money. The production cycle of a movie is up to one and a half months, and the work intensity is very large. You must be sure that these conditions are acceptable."

"Yes." Yu Qinghuan nodded almost without hesitation.

Nearly two months of high-intensity work, covering the Spring Festival, even in the crew, is stronger than one.

The two men hit it off, and even if they signed the contract, Yu Xin, who was on the side of the watch, was stunned.

After returning to God, I grabbed the contract. When I was aiming at the six-digit number written in the column, if I didn’t have this fat, I’m afraid I would faint on the spot.

Eighty-five thousand! Still before tax!

Even if Yu Qinghuan is just a newcomer, this price is too crowded!

Yu Xindun is like a swelled puffer fish, mad at Zhao Ruidao: "Zhao is so economical, why not just self-directed and calculated! I think your image is just too suitable."

Zhao Rui heard the words and gave him a faint look. "I really want to, but I can't show the feeling of warmth in my life."

Yu Xinyi, whispered a word: "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."