I finally became what you like

The Haihua Market in August is sunny and the sky is as blue as washing.Miao Qingyu sat in the lounge and was lost in thought, her body breaking out in a lot of cold sweat.

Xiao Fu's words that day turned into a tiny thorn in his heart, which he couldn't pull out, and the sticky flesh devoured it to the depths, and it was faintly painful if he didn't touch it, and it hurt more and more when he touched it.He and Xue Cheng hardly had any verbal communication. In the last half month of the filming process, every staff member was too busy to take time off. home, he would be out of breath.So he stayed at the scene from morning to night, and Xue Cheng occasionally asked him if he was busy, and he nodded, not even having the energy to deal with it.

Xue Cheng took the initiative to tell him that he started to find a house for Xiao Fu in Haihua City, and when his life settled down for the time being, the work this time would come to an end, and he could spare a little vacation time until he finished filming, and the two of them got along well.

Miao Qingyu didn't express any opinion on Xue Cheng's plan at that time, he blamed it as an accident when Xiao Fu asked him to talk, Xue Cheng didn't know, and he had no reason to find out.When the matter developed to the end, he was the one who made unreasonable troubles. It is meaningless for him to care about these things now.

Today he is going to shoot a slightly more intimate scene, which is also the only intimate move made by the male lead to the second male after he realizes his emotional tendency in the whole movie.

On a summer night in the countryside, they lay in the grass, and when the atmosphere was slightly drunk, a kiss was printed on the corner of their mouths.This scene was shot after nightfall. After the venue was set up and the photographers were in place, Miao Qingyu and Bai Yan lay side by side in the grass and had a conversation.The kiss was an excuse, the distance was too close, Miao Qingyu felt Bai Yan's breath falling on the side of his neck, just after the camera shot, he pushed him gently and said sorry, then ran to the bathroom to vomit once.

He really lost a lot of weight. After washing his face, Miao Qingyu looked at his pale self in the mirror, with no blood on his lips.

Xiuni came in, frowned and asked, "Have you vomited again?"

Miao Qingyu smiled: "It's all water, I didn't eat much in the afternoon."

"I see how long you want to torture yourself."

Miao Qingyu's eyes were a little aggrieved: "I try to force myself to eat more." Whether to eat or not and vomiting after eating are two different things, so I can't blame him.

Xiuni sneered: "Just make excuses and follow me to the hospital to see a doctor."

Miao Qingyu shook her head: "I was discharged from the hospital last week, and I was checked, and there is no problem. You wanted to send me in just a few days after I came out."

Xiuni frantically messed with his hair: "Forget it, you can't be cured if you are arrested. Only your barrister can heal your illness. Let's go and send you home after the filming."

Tonight is his last night scene, and the shooting ends at 10:30.Xiuni sent him downstairs in the community and stuffed a few bags into his hands.

Huni's girlfriend's hometown a few days ago, a local product made at home, pickled sour plums, for appetizers.When Miao Qingyu didn't have an appetite for anything, I gave him two cans.Miao Qingyu held a can in one hand, and Xiu Ni drove the car away before slowly walking upstairs.

There is a light at the location of the apartment building, which means that Xue Cheng is at home at the moment.As expected, Xue Cheng was at home, and the big screen in the living room was flickering, playing the "Exclusive Memory" program he recorded.

Xue Cheng was watching, and Miao Qingyu was also standing behind watching, hugging his two cans of pickled plums.

Cupid jumped from the other side of the sofa to squat at his feet, and it was also watching.

Xue Cheng explained to him: "A colleague told me today that you recorded this program."

Miao Qingyu hummed, Xue Cheng only learned about the show that was broadcast more than half a month ago from other people today.

He said: "It's not interesting, close it."

Xue Cheng saw half of it, and insisted, "I'll close it after I finish watching."

He was puzzled, and took Cupid to sit on the sofa on the other side: "It's been so long, is it still interesting for you to watch it now? I don't want to see it, it reminds me all the time, I'm stupid."

"Miao Miao, don't say such things."

Xue Cheng's gaze shifted from the show to Miao Qingyu, and he reached out to try to pull him closer.

Miao Qingyu backed away slowly: "Don't touch me, your hand touched Xiao Fu, have you washed it clean?"

"Miao Miao!" Xue Cheng reprimanded, "Our affairs have nothing to do with him, why do you push others in everything, you were not like this before. I thought you figured it out these few days, isn't it enough for you to calm down now?"

"Woooo~" Cupid looked at the two fathers uneasily, and finally hid behind Miao Qingyu, with his head resting on his paws and he was not energetic.

They're either not talking, or they're arguing like every now and then.

Everything has changed, and the marriage he carefully maintained can never return to the original illusion.

Miao Qingyu said coldly: "I don't think what I did was wrong. I have been married for so long and I have a clear conscience. When I was filming, I met someone who was interested in me. Except for filming, I have nothing to do with them. Work is work, and I combine work and life. The division is very clear, and you don't talk about it, have you done it?"

He really didn't want to mention Xiao Fu: "As soon as Xiao Fu appeared, he took over your work and life."

"I'm not jealous, but I really can't put on a generous posture in front of love. Take this show as an example. It's my birthday present to you. Now it seems to remind me that I'm pure. You are so happy. Do you know how I feel when I wait for you all night and watch this confession by myself watching a big table of food?"

It's nothing more than the feeling of raising a knife to stab yourself in the heart.

"I'm tired, let's take a shower first."

Miao Qingyu was soaked in hot water, unable to open her eyes tiredly.The moisture was so heavy that his eyes were wet too.Drops of water fell on his face, slowly sliding down like crying tears.In fact, he didn't cry, how could he have the extra strength to cry?

The closed door of the bathroom was not locked, Xue Cheng suddenly pushed the door open, his eyes looked a little red, probably stimulated by Miao Qingyu's words.

Miao Qingyu turned her head and asked quietly: "Is there something wrong?"

Xue Cheng locked his eyes on his face, finally met his eyes, and explained clearly word by word: "I am not dirty."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to touch Miao Qingyu, but Miao Qingyu leaned against the bathtub and had nowhere to retreat, he was grabbed by Xue Cheng, the wet water flowed along the floor, and the water marks dragged from the bathroom all the way to the direction of the bedroom.

Miao Qingyu didn't want to do it, even though they hadn't touched each other's bodies for a while.

"Xue Cheng, do you know what you look like now?"

Xue Cheng squeezed his arm: "I'm awake."

"It's good that you're awake." Miao Qingyu closed her eyes, her tone full of sarcasm, "Then you should be able to see clearly that the person lying next to you is me, not Xiao Fu."

He looked into Xue Cheng's eyes, and said softly, "We finished when you came back from a business trip. It was also in this late night, and I heard you call out his name."

He said: "You met him when you were on a business trip, didn't you? I smelled a different perfume from you that day, but it was actually his. He also sent you flowers, maybe just out of gratitude, you I met him in other provinces and helped him. But what I don’t understand is why you want to replace the green plants I arranged, and put his flowers so clearly on purpose.”

Is Miao Qingyu stupid? He's not stupid.As long as many questions are contacted to Xiao Fu, they can be figured out after a little thought.

The grip on the arm tightened, Xue Cheng looked into Miao Qingyu's eyes and said: "He encountered a troublesome matter in other places, and I came forward to solve it for him. The perfume was an accident, and I didn't do anything to him. The flowers are indeed sent by him, there is no other meaning, do you believe it?"

"I believe it." He smiled, "These are not important anymore."

"Miao Miao, don't show such an expression."

It seems that I don't care about anything, but people are so thin.

Xue Cheng let go of Miao Qingyu in frustration: "I'm going to order a midnight snack, you can eat before going to bed, and I'll sleep in the guest room."

When he was leaving, Xue Cheng pulled the quilt to cover him, Miao Qingyu watched him go downstairs, and took a long time to get up and put on his pajamas.

……

There was something wrong with Bai Yan's state, and Miao Qingyu had to reshoot several scenes six or seven times before he passed them, all of which were scenes that required physical exertion.

He was a little tired, and during the rest, Xiuni gave him a few chocolates to replenish his energy.

"Look at you, if you don't eat well, you will end up!"

Miao Qingyu couldn't deny that the lunch was the nutritional set meal prepared by Xue Cheng this morning, and it could be eaten directly after it was warmed up.He took two bites and pushed the food away. Xiuni sat watching him, his eyebrows could kill a fly: "Going to throw up?"

"I will bear it."

He finished his lunch slowly when a new message came to his mobile phone.It was from that uncle Xiao Gai.

Xiao Fu's father committed suicide.

He called Xue Cheng, but no one answered.

Xiuni hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, my ancestor, your face has become so ugly?"

Miao Qingyu threw the phone away, and kept pressing her fingers along her temples.He was anxious and restless, and his words were full of bitterness: "Xiuni, I don't think I will be able to get rid of Xiao Fu in my life." If he still wanted to live a life with Xue Cheng.

"What happened? Everything can be solved, don't do this."

"It can't be solved this time."

Sure enough, as Miao Qingyu said, at five o'clock in the morning that night, Xue Cheng's car appeared downstairs, and the figure walking out with him was Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu's father died, and the Xiao family really disappeared.Miao Qingyu was sitting in the living room waiting for them to enter the house, very embarrassed, no one would feel better when such a big thing happened.

Xiao Fu's eyes were swollen and red, and the proud look he showed that day was gone. Xue Cheng pulled him to the sofa to sit and rest in a low voice. When someone touched him, he immediately avoided it, reacting nervously.After finally sitting down, tears started to flow, Xue Cheng poured Xiao Fu a cup of hot water, and didn't make any more noise.

Miao Qingyu watched quietly from beginning to end without saying a word.

"Xiao Fu, I'll pack up the guest room and you go in and rest first."

Xiao Fu turned a deaf ear, raised his eyes to look at Xue Cheng and Miao Qingyu, and said, "My father is gone."

"Xiao Fu, rest first."

"My dad is gone..."

Miao Qingyu frowned. He brought Cupid, who was lying on the sofa in a drowsy sleep, back to the bedroom. Xue Cheng came in half an hour later, and closed the door gently.

Xue Cheng only had time to catch his breath after a busy day. He looked exhausted: "Miao Miao, Xiao Fu's father committed suicide and was sent to the hospital but was not rescued."

He nodded, indicating that he already knew.

"Xiao Fu couldn't bear this blow, so you brought him back, right?"

The deceased was already dead, so he didn't need to do anything to make things worse, he suggested peacefully: "I have a house in the urban area, if he needs to recuperate, you can send him to live there."

"Miaomiao, let's not talk about it first, I will arrange where he lives."

Xue Cheng unbuttoned his coat, discussed with him and said, "Before uncle leaves, let me take care of Xiao Fu for him temporarily, I..."

Miao Qingyu interrupted him: "Did you agree?"

He said: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence. So now Xiao Fu has become your responsibility. He lost his father and broke down emotionally. You have to take him home to take care of him, right?"

"Xue Cheng, if he can't get out of his life, it also means that you have to take care of him for the rest of his life? Why?"

Xue Cheng stopped him from continuing: "Miao Miao, he will recover, don't say such things."

"One day, one month, one year or how long? I don't want to see him appear in front of me. If you insist on keeping him, I'll go."

"Miao Miao—"

"I'm tired, that's all."

Before six o'clock, Miao Qingyu left the door, he drove and wandered in the quiet street, and it was dawn.He lay on the steering wheel and saw the sunlight slowly breaking through the clouds, and the throbbing in his heart at that moment was indescribable.He suddenly picked up the phone, his vision was blurry, and water stains stained the screen little by little.

He smiled and said, "Mom, good morning."

Miao's mother and Miao's father were still enjoying breakfast. The son called early in the morning, and the face-saving Miao's father happily talked to him a few more words.Not long after breakfast, Miao's father was rushed upstairs to take medicine by Miao's mother, and she found a quiet guest room to talk to her son.

"Miao Miao, mom heard you cry."

Miao Qingyu said: "Mom, I remember everything you said to me that day."

Mother Miao was silent, and it took a long time before she spoke: "Do you still remember why mother gave you this name?"

Miao Qingyu nodded: "I remember, thank you mom."

……

He slowly took off the pair of rings that he had been wearing on his ring finger all this time, feeling as if his heart was being pierced by a knife, and he felt relieved.

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My mother once told me the meaning of my name.

She wants me to be a bird that spreads its wings and flies freely under the blue sky.They gave me a vast sky to roam, but I am willing to land on your shoulders to perch.

I thought my home and yours were a haven, but now it's a wall that traps me.

The wall is getting higher and higher, blocking the skylight, and the vision is getting darker and darker.

I have been trapped in the wall for too long, without the ability to fly, so long that the walls are dilapidated and covered with dust.

I dragged my weak wings, crouched in embarrassment, panting weakly.

It hurts to see the dust accumulated on my wings getting thicker and the feathers falling off bit by bit.

I became dusty, dirty and ugly.

I feel uncomfortable all over, longing to breathe the air outside the wall, longing to see the light outside the wall, and missing the time to breathe freely in the blue sky.

They are far away from me, but they are actually close at hand.

Well, now the wall is down.

Even if I lose my wings, I think, even if it is climbing, I will climb out.

Get out of this prison that has held me for so long and I thought it was a haven.

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