The blind date is Neptune

Yan Xiaowen plugged in the earphones and watched the live broadcast expressionlessly.

Shen Zhou took a sneak peek at him, and couldn't help complaining: "Brother Yan, you look like... It doesn't look like you're watching a live broadcast, but rather, it's like catching rape! Yes, it's catching rape hahahahaha..."

Yan Xiaowen silently looked down at the screen again.

Unaware of his sudden truth, Shen Zhou saw that Yan Xiaowen was ignoring him, and quietly tilted his head to look at Yan Xiaowen's phone screen.

"Hey! King, Brother Yan, do you want to play too? I'll take you with me when I get to the set at night, and I'll tell you, play wild thief!"

Shen Zhou approached Yan Xiaowen's screen openly, looked at it for a while, and suddenly whispered: "This anchor, there is something."

Yan Xiaowen put the phone in the middle, handed him an earphone, and said calmly: "No, someone will take me."

Shen Zhou was stunned for a moment, Yan Xiaowen pointed to the screen, and he stopped being entangled. He looked down at the live broadcast, and when he saw the highlights, he even made a joke from time to time.

No matter how high the culture is, one word will go all over the world.

Honestly don't deceive me.

The crew drove to Zhuzhou's film and television city, rested until the next afternoon, and rehearsed the court part of the play in the film and television city.

That night, Yan Xiaowen asked the director to ask for a leave of absence, because the script work in the early stage had ended years ago, and most of the screenwriting work of the crew is currently changing words and the like. The batch went very well.

That night, Yan Xiaowen got on the plane back to Jingshi.

Four hours later, Yan Xiaowen landed on time, and then went straight to Qiu Hong's house.

Qiuhong didn't know this at all, and even though he was disturbed by a gift from Yan Xiaowen in the afternoon, he still planned to live broadcast until one o'clock as planned.

He has been in a bad mood these days, and he spends a lot more time live broadcasting. Occasionally, he will bring the boss of the live broadcast room to score points. For the fans, it is another kind of surprise.

When Yan Xiaowen arrived at the door of Qiuhong's house, Qiuhong was leading the boss. Yan Xiaowen watched the live broadcast interface after a round was finished, and knocked on the door in time.

[There seems to be a knock on the door, Brother Hong, your takeaway has arrived]

Qiuhong raised his head and looked towards the door, with a puzzled expression on his face: "It must have been delivered to the wrong door, I didn't order takeaway."

[Jiangcheng Baijiu: It's me. 】

【Wow!A female writer knocking on the door of a well-known anchor in the middle of the night, is it the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality]

[Didn't you say that the two broke up? It's been half a month. I heard that the updates over there have stopped.]

At this moment, a girl in the team suddenly said, "Brother Hong, didn't you break up with that author?"

Qiuhong's expression was mixed, and he didn't explain: "Let's stop here today, everyone go to bed early."

Then turn off the live broadcast.

The light from the computer screen shone on Qiuhong's face. He closed his cell phone and didn't get up to open the door immediately.

Yan Xiaowen stood at the door, watched the live broadcast room close, and did not continue to knock on the door.

Qiuhong unconsciously drew circles on the back of the phone with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the window sill. It was pitch black outside and he couldn't see anything.

Seeing Yan Xiaowen explaining the moment in the live broadcast room, he was really happy, very happy.

What followed was unspeakable fear.No one knew how bad he felt when he couldn't receive any reply from Yan Xiaowen every day.

Not long after, he tried to explain to himself: It's fine if it's not suitable, what's the use of finding a partner, it's so troublesome!

He was relieved.

But Yan Xiaowen came back, and he said that he had no signal in the mountains.

The joy is real, and so is the fear.

He was afraid of being dominated by this inexplicable bad mood, and also afraid of waiting every day without receiving a reply.

The door was quiet, and there was no knock on the door again. The knock on the door mixed with the sound effects of the game seemed to be hallucinating.

He stood up, his back was sore from sitting for several hours, the dog egg nestled in the corner, watched him get up, opened his eyes to look at him, and lay down again.

Out of indescribable thoughts, Qiuhong walked to the door and opened it.

He knew that Yan Xiaowen might have left.

The moment the door opened, Qiuhong's eyes widened.

Yan Xiaowen looked slightly tired, but stood straight at the door, and he saw the door open——

Yan Xiaowen has always been prudent in front of people, and when getting along, Qiuhong almost forgot that he was two years younger than himself, but at this moment, he saw that he looked uneasy, like a young boy who is about to meet his sweetheart.

A surprised smile appeared the moment he saw him.

Qiuhong's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, he couldn't stop the surprise on his face, and asked unnaturally: "You haven't left yet?"

Yan Xiaowen stared at him: "Wait for you to open the door for me."

Qiuhong pursed his lips, and suddenly smiled: "If I don't open the door for you, is it possible that you have been standing at the door?"

Yan Xiaowen was silent.

Qiuhong stopped laughing and said coldly, "Don't you have to work?"

"I took a day off."

Yan Xiaowen didn't know why, but in just half a month, Qiuhong changed his attitude.

He never liked to disrupt his plans, but when he found out that Qiuhong had deleted his WeChat, he couldn't help asking for leave and took a four-hour flight back to Jingshi.

The moment I saw this person, my whole heart fell to the ground.

Qiuhong was silent for a moment, then asked: "You are looking for me, what's the matter?"

Yan Xiaowen said softly: "I want to see you."

Qiuhong's heart skipped a beat, and his ears began to heat up uncontrollably. He made a decision in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "See now?"

"En." Recognizing the meaning of repelling in Qiuhong's words, Yan Xiaowen looked directly at Qiuhong, with a vaguely aggressive gaze directly into Qiuhong's eyes, "I want to keep looking at you."

Qiuhong looked away in panic, but Yan Xiaowen's appearance was firmly imprinted in his mind.

The current Yan Xiaowen is more in line with his age: passionate and unstoppable.

He took a step forward, but Qiu Hong lost his mind, retreated hurriedly, and said sharply, "What are you doing!"

Yan Xiaowen said softly, "Brother Hong, I miss you very much."

Qiuhong's mind was dizzy, at this moment he was doubtful about the decision he had already made, he couldn't help but waver, is Yan Xiaowen the exception?

Yan Xiaowen can naturally see Qiuhong's wavering, he originally wanted to slowly dismantle Qiuhong's defenses and let him accept himself naturally.

But now that he made such a move, he didn't dare to take his time. He was afraid that one day, Qiuhong would make up his mind and sentenced himself to death, and he would die unjustly.

Yan Xiaowen stepped forward and hugged Qiu Hong lightly, buried his head in Qiu Hong's neck, and said softly: "Brother Hong, I'm so tired. After flying for four hours, my body is almost falling apart."

How could Qiuhong care to listen to what he had to say?He was about the same height as Yan Xiaowen, and this position was not very comfortable for him.

But he didn't care, because at this moment, Yan Xiaowen was nestling on his shoulders, and he could feel the hot air from Yan Xiaowen's breath, spraying gently on his neck, which made him tremble all over. He had never talked to anyone before. It's been so close.

He suppressed the trembling in his voice and said, "You...you let me go first."

"I'm sorry, you want to drive me away." After speaking, he hugged his arms even tighter.

Qiuhong was anxious: "Why are you like this!"

Seeing that Qiuhong was really angry, Yan Xiaowen didn't panic, raised his head with a smile and said: "Brother Hong, if you don't drive me away, I will let you go."

Qiu Hong took a deep breath and said, "Let go and close the door."

It's close to twelve o'clock now, maybe some young man who came back from wandering outside saw it, and the influence was not good.

He advised himself so.

Yan Xiaowen accepted it as soon as she was ready, closed the door and followed Qiuhong into the house.

When he was in Jingshi, Yan Xiaowen frequently fed Goudan, at this time Goudan even recognized someone, saw that it was Yan Xiaowen, and fell asleep on the ground again.

Qiuhong was so angry that he kicked Goudan when he passed by. Goudan thought he was playing with it, so he raised his paw and patted Qiuhong's foot.

Yan Xiaowen smiled lightly, Qiuhong gave him a hard look, saw his tired face, raised his chin and said coldly: "Wash yourself, go to sleep in the study, I have something to talk about tomorrow morning."

He should also think about how to deal with the relationship between the two.

Yan Xiaowen knew that this was not a good time to talk, and he was really tired after running around all day, so he obediently went into the bathroom immediately.

Seeing Yan Xiaowen's back disappearing from sight, Qiuhong let out a sigh of relief, and hurried into the bedroom, locking it behind him.

Although he never locks the door when he sleeps, but whoever let Yan Xiaowen live in the house now, it feels insecure if he doesn't lock the door.

Qiuhong got into bed, heard the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, and thought of the scene where Yan Xiaowen hugged him and said he missed him, his face flushed red.

Even the body seems to be dry.

Qiuhong cursed in a low voice, how old is he, yet he was picked up by a child.

Half an hour ago, his firm thoughts were faltering at this moment. He didn't naturally like to be lonely. On the contrary, he was afraid of being lonely, but he was even more afraid of being hurt.

These thoughts are not enough for outsiders to understand, even Bai Jingjing only thinks that he has high vision.

Only he knew in his heart that he was just too cowardly to dare to take a step forward.

The more thoroughly he thought about it, the more Qiuhong loathed himself.

He is not a qualified love partner, he is withdrawn, sensitive, he will ask for love too much but unable to give back, Yan Xiaowen will definitely be more relaxed if he is in love with someone else.

Obviously everything was just his own wild imagination, Qiuhong brutally abused him so much that his heart ached, as if the next second, Yan Xiaowen was hugging another person to be intimate.

Qiuhong hid under the blanket and secretly wiped away tears.

The door of the bathroom rang, and Qiuhong raised his ears to hear the sound of footsteps coming from the living room. The sound of footsteps seemed to be approaching——

"Brother Hong, are you asleep?"

Qiuhong sucked in his somewhat congested nose, held his breath and dared not make a sound, only to hear Yan Xiaowen outside the door seemed a little disappointed, said "good night" in a low voice, and left.

Qiuhong let go of his breath. He didn't know why, but he was a little disappointed. Instead, he stopped thinking about things and soon fell asleep.

Bai Jingjing starts school, gets tired of being with her boyfriend every day, Yan Xiaowen goes to the mountains again, and Qiuhong's living habits suddenly return to before liberation.

Going to bed at three or four in the morning is common, and waking up at one o'clock in the morning is considered an early rise.

In the morning, he was awakened by an annoying knock on the door.

The sound of knocking on the door was so annoying that it was unhurried. It knocked again and again, stopping for a while to make sure that Qiuhong hadn't woken up before continuing to knock.

Qiuhong was so annoyed that he couldn't help it, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Stop knocking!"

Yan Xiaowen shouted patiently at the door: "Brother Hong, it's time to eat."

Qiuhong suddenly woke up.

Yan Xiaowen came to the house last night and stayed.

What the hell is this called!

The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao: I must win the title today!

Brother Hong: Relying on the brain to make up for falling in love a hundred times a day

☆、Chapter 15