i can't like him

The advantage of being able to talk is that at night, you can hug and hug each other under the quilt again.

He Qinian likes to hug Sheng Xinghe, and he habitually hugs Sheng Xinghe when eating, sleeping, and watching videos.The young couple huddled under the covers and watched two episodes of the video, getting acquainted with the flow of this variety show.

It is a popular large-scale outdoor competitive reality show nowadays. In each episode, some guests will be invited to compete with the host team, and they will follow the treasure map to find treasures or puzzle pieces to retrieve memories.

Each issue will change cities and attractions to start a new journey and tell a new story.

It was the first time for Sheng Xinghe to watch this variety show, but judging by the number of broadcasts and barrage, it felt that the show was quite popular.

This time, a total of five team members have been finalized to appear on the show, and the time is running out. As soon as the contract is signed, the program outline for the guest version is sent.

It not only lists the detailed story line plot, game rules, precautions, but also some questions about the host's interview, and asks everyone to prepare in advance to avoid embarrassment on camera.

The shooting location this time is in a large amusement park, and it is said that a huge sum of money was spent for a day and a night.It takes three hours to go from the base, and the program team sent a car to pick it up at four o'clock in the morning.

Changing clothes, putting on makeup, doing styling, and a series of preparatory work, it was past eight o'clock. During this time, Sheng Xinghe yawned no less than ten times, and the corners of his eyes were red.He slept for a total of more than two hours last night, and the reason was naturally that his little boyfriend didn't let him rest, and he played in various ways.

He secretly swore in his heart that He Qinian would not let He Qinian get under the covers when he returned home after recording this show.

The young man is so full of energy, it is really incomparable for someone like him to rush to the third year.

At nine o'clock, the host's side was also finished. Everyone got to know each other and started recording the show.

The tasks in this issue are relatively simple, that is, to play some exciting projects within the specified time, get hints from the staff, and finally piece together all the collected hints to find the key to open the treasure chest.

In order to create the effect of the program, it is natural to play whatever is exciting, such as jumping machine, swing hammer, roller coaster, bungee jumping, and haunted house.

He Qinian in the front was all right, but when he heard that he had to go through a haunted house to get the reminder, his whole body was in a bad mood. He began to regret that he drank too much yogurt all morning and felt a little urgent to urinate.

"Otherwise, you go in, and I'll go to the bungee jumping side to solve the remaining prompts." He Qinian said.

The staff reminded: "This project must have at least five people to enter, otherwise you will not be able to get out, and the reminders are all inside, the more people, the easier it is to find."

He Qinian: "..."

The appearance of the haunted house is like a hospital, but the walls are mottled, the doors and windows are dilapidated, and it looks a little bleak. Before entering the house, people can already see the skeleton leaning against the window and the bloody handprints on the curtains.

The staff distributed survival props and a small flashlight to everyone. He Qinian tried it out. The light was weak and the visibility was only a little over one meter.

"Why is it so dark? What can you see clearly?" He Qinian muttered in a low voice.

Sheng Xinghe said with a smile: "It's enough for you to see the ghost clearly."

He Qinian immediately turned off the flashlight and stuck it to Sheng Xinghe's side.

The staff brought them to a narrow passage, and the skull hanging from the door suddenly fell down, and happened to land in front of He Qinian, his pupils glowed with green light, and he let out a strange laugh.

He Qinian roared in fright, instinctively hugged Sheng Xinghe, and tap danced on the spot.

Watching a ghost movie and entering a haunted house are completely different levels of horror. The last time I watched the movie, I was scared to death, and it was even worse when I went in.

He Qinian didn't care about how to cut it later, he hugged Sheng Xinghe's arm and didn't let go, still muttering: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Sheng Xinghe Xin said who is protecting whom.

"Don't pinch your hands so tightly, can you, my arm hurts."

He Qinian relaxed a little: "Follow me later, don't get lost." After that, he turned back to the other seniors in the team: "Let's chat."

Brother A: "What are you talking about?"

He Qinian: "Whatever you want, you can talk about whatever you want."

There was no end to a cramped and dark passage, and the small light above the head was flickering on and off, as if the power would be cut off at any time.

Brother B: "Do you think ghosts will appear suddenly?"

He Qinian leaned in, "I didn't ask you to talk about this kind of thing!"

Sheng Xinghe poked the top of his head, and said quietly: "Look at the severed hand above."

When He Qi Nianguang heard the word broken hand, he trembled in fright, he didn't dare to look up, and the strength in his hand increased a little.

There were obvious fingerprints on Sheng Xinghe's skin.

Several big men were sticking together back to back, carefully observing the surroundings. The wooden door behind them "creaked" and was closed by something, and the next second there was a scream with dirty words.

He Qinian's heart beat faster, the more frightened he was, the more rabbit-like his eyes were, staring round and looking around defensively.

Walking all the way, the word "fuck" popped out of his throat like a machine gun, and Sheng Xinghe covered his mouth to keep him from making a sound.

Suddenly, a woman's cry sounded, from far to near, intermittently, coupled with the weird background sound, it was extremely bleak and chilling.

The sound seems to be surround-type, and I don't know where it is installed, and the sound echoes in everyone's ears, resentful and frightening.

The terrifying atmosphere was rendered, and everyone slowed down.

He Qinian almost knelt down and crawled on the ground, yelling a cheerful song: "Today is a good day~ Everything you want can come true~ Today is a good day~ Open the door and let's welcome the spring breeze~"

This song was sung by him with special vibrato effects. Halfway through the song, he was frightened by a broken leg and had a heart attack. He forgot the words and cut the song automatically.

"Good luck to wish you good luck ~ good luck brings joy and love ~ good luck to us good luck ~ welcome good luck to prosper and connect the world~"

The brothers also sang nonsense: "Welcome to Beijing ~ open up the world for you ~"

Those pretending to be ghosts couldn't be happier. When Sheng Xinghe picked up the small flashlight, he saw a staff member pretending to be a dead body on the hospital bed, his chest heaving and his nostrils enlarged with laughter.

After getting the clues and seeing the sun again, He Qinian almost collapsed. For him, this project was more tiring than training.

But after experiencing such an experience, the subsequent roller coaster and bungee jumping are nothing, but the wonderful thing is that Sheng Xinghe is afraid of heights, and after stepping on the bungee jumping platform, he behaved exactly the same as He Qinian in the haunted house.

The staff put him on the safety rope: "Take it easy, it only takes a few seconds."

"No, no, no, no..." Sheng Xinghe hugged He Qinian tremblingly, walking all the way back, "Let me brew for a while."

"Don't be afraid," He Qinian put his arms around his waist openly, "Just hug him tighter after a while, I've tried it, it's really not scary, trust me."

Sheng Xinghe sat on the ground and brewed for a few minutes, adjusted his breathing, He Qinian stood in front of him, blocking his sight: "Don't look down, you won't be afraid, look at me."

Sheng Xinghe still couldn't help but glance down, He Qinian held his cheeks with both hands, forcing him to look at him: "Look at me, don't look down."

He Qinian's eyes were bright, and he kept comforting him.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Sheng Xinghe stood up slowly and moved to the edge of the bungee jumping platform bit by bit. He Qinian's palm rested on his waist without hesitation, just as naturally as in private.

"Close your eyes." He Qinian patted his lower back lightly.

Sheng Xinghe closed his eyes, hearing the whistling wind and the countdown of the staff.

The fear only increased, and the heart accelerated crazily.

He hugged He Qinian's back tightly as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw, and at the moment his heart was about to burst out of his throat, someone pushed his right arm hard.

In an instant, the worst way of death flashed through his mind, that is, the rope broke, their brains shot out, and their bones were incomplete.The body lost its center of gravity and fell to one side. He let out an "ah" and unconsciously wanted to curl up. The back of his head was clasped tightly by a pair of big hands.

"Not afraid."

The deep voice was accompanied by the violent wind, Sheng Xinghe buried his whole face in He Qinian's neck, afraid of being thrown out, his fingertips tightened suddenly.

With a mic still pinned to his chest, He Qinian didn't say anything other than these two words, and he couldn't say anything, but Sheng Xinghe was protected in his arms, pressed against his chest, and suddenly felt that the feeling of bungee jumping wasn't that bad.

He even felt that the rope could be longer, so that they could stay in the air longer.

The rope naturally contracted, and they dangled a few times in the air.

"Brother, you can open your eyes now, we are still alive." He Qinian rubbed his hair.

Below is a huge artificial lake, like dark green dyed by pigments, sparkling.

Sheng Xinghe's heart rate was extremely fast, the feeling of momentary weightlessness was still there, his brain was still in a state of hypoxia, he couldn't hear the sounds next to him clearly, and his ears were buzzing.

A staff member approached them with a boat and stretched out a long bamboo pole. He Qinian reached out to hold it, and the two of them were pulled over together.

The brothers on the boat asked them how they felt and what they were thinking when they took off, and He Qinian said: "It's very cool, I wonder if they will fall into the water."

Sheng Xinghe: "I'll die if I fall into the water."

He Qinian immediately said: "I will save you! Did you forget that I can swim?"

"Have you ever heard the saying that all those who drown can swim?"

"Then I will save you too!"

The sun was about to set, and the sky was full of orange light. Sheng Xinghe looked into his eyes and believed that what he said was serious.

The first thing He Qinian did when he stepped back on the ground was to lift up his T-shirt. Looking back, he found several handprints on his back, showing off like a peacock spreading its tail: "My senior brother is really strong! .”

The photographer had sharp eyes, and when he caught the opportunity, he took a close-up of his tight waist. Sheng Xinghe rolled his eyes and tore off his clothes, not allowing him to be so flirtatious in front of the camera.

He Qinian rubbed the place where he was pinched, and thought absently, if only Sheng Xinghe could take the initiative to hug him so tightly on the bed.

Although so far, life in bed is fairly harmonious, but Sheng Xinghe rarely takes the initiative, and falls asleep after finishing work, and sometimes even turns his back to him, which makes him very uncomfortable, so he often crosses over and continues to sleep in another position .

He likes the sleeping position facing each other, likes Sheng Xinghe's breath sweeping over his face, or burying his head between his necks.Sheng Xinghe's hair was fluffy and soft, with a light fragrance.

The photographer’s frame is full of smiles from the corners of He Qinian’s mouth, like the breeze in early spring, with a sense of warmth, which is lovable, but no one will know that behind this lovable smile is actually colored waste .

It was almost twelve o'clock after the recording of the program, and it happened that there was a thunderstorm, and the assistant from the coordination department immediately contacted the hotel we often work with to arrange rooms for everyone.

The double suite in the resort is expensive for one night, but the environment is also worthy of the price.

There are even make-up removers and facial cleansing products neatly placed in the bathroom. Washing machines, ironing machines, and dryers are all available, so you don’t have to worry about even if you only bring a set of clothes.

Sheng Xinghe ran for a day, his underwear was almost wrung out, the first thing he did when he returned to the house was to take a bath, he saw that the bathtub could be massaged, he brushed his teeth while running the water, and was ready to enjoy it.

He Qinian was lying on the bed watching a movie, seeing the protagonist eating instant noodles so hungry that he also wanted to eat noodles.

Hotels with better conditions usually prepare some snacks. With this in mind, he opened the drawer of the bedside table.

There are indeed some small snacks full of local characteristics, but at this moment, what attracts him more than eating is a small box that has not been opened.

It is bright red and designed like a cigarette box, with a few large characters printed on it - 0.01 Okamoto.

He has only seen this thing at the checkout counter in the supermarket, but he has never bought it. His curiosity made his heart beat faster.

He glanced at the bathroom guiltily, the light was on, the door was closed, and Sheng Xinghe was still taking a bath.He picked up the box of condoms and quietly tore them apart. After using the instructions, his throat became dry and the tips of his ears became hot.