MTL - The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor-Chapter 92 A sugar man eighty-eight, a good deal!

Qiu Ci packed his luggage, took another towel to block the camera in the room, looked back at Ran Dongling, he had already fallen asleep, holding the quilt and sleeping soundly.

What a pig.

The soft mattress sunk into a piece, Qiu Ci sat by the bed and admired his sleeping face for a while, and found that Ran Dongling's cheeks had become less fleshy and his chin had become sharper, but The whole face still looks puffy.

He hasn't eaten well recently, and his appetite is sometimes good and bad. When it's good, he can eat two bowls of rice. When it's bad, he won't even eat his favorite prawns.

Ask him why, whether the food is not delicious or the appetite is not good, he denied all of them, just said that he did not want to eat.

Qiu Ci couldn't figure out what he wanted to eat. The dishes delivered by the hotel were different every day. He could only guess that he ate too much of the food cooked by the hotel chef and was a little tired.

It seems that when he goes back, he will have to change a hotel or find a chef in the old house.

At the beginning of March, the temperature in the south began to rise, and the warm climate made the spring tired. After watching this for a while, Qiu Ci gradually came up with a little sleepiness, and planned to go to bed with Ran Dongling to sleep for a while.

"Jeep! ji ji!"

spy.

I was used to hearing the chirping of the little fat bird at home, and Qiu Ci didn't think that the twittering of the bird would be noisy.

But fearing that it would affect Ran Dongling's sleep, after driving the bird away, he closed the door and opened the window for ventilation.

Qiu Ci lay down beside Ran Dongling, with his right hand around his waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Woooo, woohoo."

"Ugh, woohoo..."

Qiu Ci didn't fall asleep, when he heard a small cry in his ear, he was startled, immediately opened his eyes and looked at Ran Dongling beside him.

Ran Dongling had two tears on his face, he frowned, his eyelashes were wet, he didn't know something terrible, trembled slightly, and shook his head while crying.

"Be good? Be good?"

"Linger?"

"Wake up, can you hear me?"

Ran Dongling was still immersed in the fear in the dream, he was locked in the black box, he couldn't move, only tears kept coming out of his eyes.

If I knew earlier that I would not go to the toilet, I would not encounter this kind of thing if I didn't go to the toilet. This is the second time in Ran Dongling's life that he regrets it so much.

After crying for a long time, a white light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, and a hand stretched out to him from the white light.

"Linger? Wake up."

Breaking free from the nightmare, Ran Dongling suddenly opened his eyes and met Qiu Ci's worried gaze.

"Chou Ci, Qiu Ci brother." He was emotional, with red eyes, hugged Qiu Ci, leaned against him and kept shaking.

Yes, I'm right by your side, it's alright, don't be afraid."

When he calmed down, Ran Dongling gasped and looked around with a bewildered face. The room was well lit, and a few rays of sunlight shone through the window, telling him that it was daytime, and Not a terrible night.

There are chirping birds outside, and the chatter of the staff downstairs can be vaguely heard.

Qiu Ci hugged his arms warmly, and the hand that tapped the vest behind his back was steady and powerful, all of which told him that the dark night and black box he had just experienced were all a dream he had.

Fortunately, it was a dream, not real, Ran Dongling breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought he was going to die again.

Knowing that this was just a dream, he was paralyzed in Qiu Ci's arms as if deflated, Nuonuo said: "Brother Qiu Ci, I just had a nightmare, I dreamed I was locked up in a **** box, and I couldn't move or speak, but fortunately you came to save me."

Chou Ci is really his savior, and he will remember this kindness in his heart.

Be a lifesaver.

I don't want to be okay. When I thought that Ran Dongling would treat a stranger as a savior, Qiu Ci couldn't control his thoughts. He lowered his eyes and asked Ran Dongling a different topic.

"Why are you having nightmares all of a sudden?" He had slept with Ran Dongling for so long, and this was the first time he saw him have nightmares.

"Because of the story Chen Yao told." Ran Dongling had just cried in a dream, with a heavy nasal voice.

Chou Ci: "What?"

Why are you related to Chen Yao again?

Ran Dongling pressed tightly against the arm that gave him a sense of security, and told Qiu Ci that when they were driving to the town in the morning, Chen Yao and Yu Han were telling ghost stories in front.

The voices of their conversation were not too loud, and they were not afraid to be heard by Lan Wanru and Lu Lu, who were two seats away from them, afraid of ghosts, but they were not small enough to be heard by Ran Dongling who was sitting behind them listen clearly.

Qiu Ci wore headphones to chat with others at that time, Ran Dongling was a little motion sick and bored. Hearing them chatting, he pricked up his ears and listened quietly to them telling ghost stories.

Chen Yao probably has some talent for singing. With his mouth, he told "Twelve Boxes of Midnight Zombies" vividly. After listening to half of it, Ran Dongling felt a chill on his back. He dared not listen to the remaining half.

But he still heard half of it, and his brain automatically recorded the half of the story, and when he fell asleep, he played it in his mind.

The nightmare he had just had was exactly the scene in Twelve Boxes of Midnight Zombies, toilets, corridors, black boxes.

Qiu Ci quietly listened to him finish, grasping a point that was not the point, "Did you go to the toilet in your dream?"

"Go on." If he didn't want to go to the toilet, he wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night, nor would he see a black...

Halfway through speaking, sensing the intention of Qi Ci, Ran Dongling angrily raised her small fist and gestured, "I'm not a child, so I won't wet the bed!"

Being so disrupted by the words of hatred, the little fear still left in Ran Dongling's heart dissipated, he fell back on the bed, touched the phone beside the bed, turned on the screen, and after seeing the numbers on it clearly, he I thought I was blindsided.

He experienced an hour or two in the dream, but only 20 minutes in reality.

There is still an hour before two o'clock in the afternoon, he has experienced a nightmare, and now he dare not go back to sleep, he is afraid that he will return to that nightmare again.

Since he didn't want to sleep, Qiu Ci asked him to change into his clothes, and the two of them went out for a walk and basked in the sun.

The chatter that Ran Dongling just heard was from them.

"Do you understand what I just said?"

"Brother, I understand."

"Okay, let me say one more thing, Chou and Ran will do their tasks separately, Lao A, Lao Wen, Lao D, you follow Qiu, I and Lao Tong, Lao Niu and Ran , carry the walkie-talkie and headset with you, keep in touch at any time, and contact us in time if something happens.”

"Okay! Boss!" Five loud voices rang out in the yard.

"You guys! Don't you explain what I just said, why are you shouting so loudly!" Lao Da slapped the bodyguard closest to him heavily.

The bodyguard who was beaten clutched his chest and said aggrievedly, "It hurts boss, look behind you, Qiu Heran has woken up, we can speak loudly."

Lao Da turned around and found that Qiu Ci and Ran Dongling went downstairs at some point and stood not far behind him.

"Am I going to separate from brother Qiu Ci later?" Ran Dongling asked in confusion after hearing what they had just said.

"I don't know about this. We are only responsible for protecting your safety. The task is arranged by the director, and we don't know anything." .

Seeing his serious expression, Ran Dongling gave him a strange look, always feeling that he was lying to himself.

He didn't think much about it, he forgot about it, and walked out of the door with Qiu Ci, followed by the cameraman and bodyguards, as well as the staff hiding around.

There is a river in the middle of the Jiangnan town, which divides the town into two areas. Every time you walk, Ran Dongling can see a bridge without guardrails. regions are connected.

The bridge is not wide, only four or five people can walk together.

verb: move.

"Watch the road." Qiu Ci saw that the further he walked, the closer he was to the edge of the bridge, so he had to remind him.

"Oh." Ran Dongling withdrew his gaze from the fish and followed Qiu Ci to the middle of the bridge.

They passed a candy stall, didn't stop, and went straight ahead.

The owner of the sugar man stall is a white-haired grandmother. She is old and her eyes are not as good as when she was young. She saw a tall man walking with a baby girl Come over, she hurriedly picked up the ready-made candy man to solicit business.

"Langjun, buy a candy man for your little lady! This candy is purely handmade, it is not sweet in your mouth, you will not gain weight, and you can lose weight Eat." She deliberately emphasized the word weight loss.

During the peak tourist season, Jiangnan Town uses "immersive, travel through ancient times" to promote, and let the residents here also learn a few words of the ancients to attract business.

The old grandmother's remarks that are not modern or ancient caught Ran Dongling's attention, he stopped and explained to the old grandmother, "Grandma, you are seeing the wrong person, I am a boy ah."

Boys?

The old grandmother opened her turbid eyes, looked at Ran Dongling carefully, and found that this girl looked a little like a boy.

"Oh, that's the wrong person, I'm sorry, Mr. Lang, buy a candy man for your little husband! This candy is purely handmade, not only girls love it , boys like to eat more, I just recognized the wrong person, I will give you a gift, you buy a candy man, I will give one for free."

One FREE.

This condition is very tempting to Ran Dongling, and he has not eaten sugar figurines for a long time. I wonder if the taste of modern sugar figurines and ancient sugar figurines are the same.

"Brother Qiu Ci, let's buy one!"

"Well, pick one you like."

There were several sugar figures in the booth. The sugar figures had human patterns and animal patterns. Each pattern was different. Ran Dongling chose carefully and chose a dragon that flew through the clouds.

"Brother Qiu Ci, what pattern do you like." Ran Dongling turned his head and asked Qiu Ci.

Qiu Ci doesn't like to eat candy, most of the candy man bought it and put it into Ran Dongling's stomach, "I can't pick it out, please help me pick one."

"Okay then." Ran Dongling turned his gaze back to the sugar man, and picked out a phoenix that flew high.

One dragon and one phoenix, making it lifelike.

"A sugar man is eighty-eight, I won't lie to you, just take one of your money and give me eighty-eight yuan, I'm old, I don't know what code those young people say Understood, cash only." The old lady looked at Qiu Ci with anticipation and knew that this was the one who paid.

Two sugar people only need to spend one money, so good deal!

Ran Dongling held a candy man in each hand, waiting for Qiu Ci to pay.

The director did not confiscate their wallets and let them buy what they wanted in the town, considering that there are many shops in the town and they are related to the following tasks. Pay yourself.

Qiu Ci stretched out his hand and groped in the pocket of his coat, the pockets on both sides were empty, and he could not find his purse.

Go to the trouser pockets again, the trouser pockets on both sides are also empty, and there is no trace of the purse.

"Brother Qiuci, hurry up, it's almost two o'clock, we have to go to meet." Ran Dongling urged him.

The grandmother and Ran Dongling were still waiting for him to pay, the six bodyguards next to him stared at him intently, and the town residents on the side also came to join in the fun, watching Qiu Ci.

The scene was a little embarrassing. Qiu Ci was used to seeing big scenes, so he wasn't panicked. He calmly pulled the chain of his jacket. If he remembered correctly, there was money in the interlayer pocket inside the jacket.

Sure enough, as soon as he reached in, he touched two banknotes with a brand new feel.

Fortunately, he has money.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he took out the two banknotes.

Not the expected red, nor the blue and purple.

Qiu Ci looked at the two cyan notes in his hand and fell into endless silence.