Chapter 44 "Don't be here."

The banquet of "Qianyuan" was held in Lingbei.

On the eve of the banquet, in order to reduce Xiaobai's workload, Chu Min did not choose a dress, only a white shirt and a thin black tie around his neck, neatly tucked into his trousers waist.

However, this kind of dress more and more embellished his thin waist and straight long legs. When he got off the car at the entrance of the hotel, he was caught frantically by a bunch of cameras that had been standing there for a long time.

Entering the gate of the splendid banquet hall, there is a lot of excitement, and many people are already seated at several tables.

Under the bright crystal lamp, Chu Min met He Wenxiao, who had not seen him in a week, at the first sight.

Compared with his simple dress, He Wenxiao in a black shirt looked more casual, he didn't even tie a tie, his cuffs were loosely rolled to the crook of his arms, and the two buttons at the front were open, revealing a small piece of dark wheat chest. , The black hair with short thorns was scratched a few times with hairspray. The shape was obviously quite loose, but with that handsome face, it looked like an unruly flower peacock.

After only two seconds of staring, Chu Min immediately looked at the others present, greeted everyone with a smile, walked to the empty seat reserved for him beside Director Ning and sat down, separated from He Wenxiao.

At the beginning of the banquet, Director Ning first came to the stage to give a speech. On weekdays, the stern director, who usually scolds the actors at every turn, was surprisingly amiable and amiable today. He talked a lot while being surrounded by everyone, detailing every detail of the shooting.

Since Director Ning was not in his seat, there was no barrier between Chu Min and He Wenxiao. Chu Min followed everyone to applaud, and suddenly felt a little hot on his cheeks. He glanced from the corner of the corner, and sure enough, He Wenxiao stared at him recklessly.

A few seconds later, the phone in Chu Min's pocket vibrated, he took it out to unlock it, and found that He Wenxiao had sent him a message: "Brother, time flies so slowly, why is this old man talking so much?"

Chu Min replied the word "patient" to him, and then looked at Director Ning, who was still full of passion, as if nothing had happened.

After the director, producer, and screenwriter took turns delivering speeches, Chu Min, as one of the two male protagonists, was also named to speak.

Chu Min stood up with the microphone and smiled at everyone.

A gentle and pleasant voice slowly came out of the microphone: "First of all, I am honored to play the role of Xu Jifeng and form an inseparable team with everyone here... In the past four months, I have handed over many Good friend, and—" Before he could finish his words, He Wenxiao's gaze was locked tightly, he instantly realized what he had just said, and his expression flickered, "Well, thanks for your attention. …”

Chu Min spoke for about two minutes, which was the most comfortable time for the listeners.

The whole process went down, and more than half an hour passed.

Everyone has been in the same crew for so long, and they have gotten to know each other for a long time. After the food was served, no one was holding the image, and they opened up to eat and drink. After three rounds of wine, everyone was very comfortable and harmonious.

Except He Wenxiao.

He stretched his long legs out of the dining table, swayed irritably, fiddled with his phone with his head down, and sent Chu Min a message: "I can't sit still anymore."

Chu Min replied: "Primary school students are more secure than you."

He Wenxiao: "I'm not as good as elementary school students, elementary school students can secretly hold hands with their favorite brother under the desk."

Chu Min was too lazy to pay attention to him.

As the dinner drew to a close, several actors who had been notified left one after another. Mr. Fang called the remaining people one by one, loudly planning entertainment projects after the meal, and asked Chu Min if he had any ideas.

When Chu Min was thinking seriously, he received another message from He Wenxiao: "I'm leaving, you have three minutes to consider whether you want to be with me. If you don't come with me later, I can only take you away by force. already."

His heart skipped a beat, realizing that He Wenxiao was probably coming for real.

Three minutes later, He Wenxiao Shi Shiran stood up and said that he was leaving, wishing everyone a good meal.

And Chu Min, as someone who has always taken care of the overall situation and never leaks, also stood up and apologized to everyone, saying that he had some private matters to deal with, and wiped He Wenxiao's heels and left the table.

All the way from the banquet hall to the back door of the hotel, He Wenxiao dragged Chu Min and walked quickly, as if he was afraid of delaying a second.

No confidentiality measures were taken for today's finalizing banquet. Under the night around the hotel, it is not certain how many paparazzi were ambushed. The two of them left together, which belonged to the crime committed against the wind.

It was not until he got into He Wenxiao's private SUV that Chu Min took a deep breath, took off his hat and mask, and met He Wenxiao's eager eyes.

"What else?" He Wenxiao asked, "The last half of your speech was perfunctory in your speech just now."

He Wenxiao's eyes were too dark and too bright, Chu Min couldn't hold back, touched his head like raindrops, and said, "And a boyfriend."

He Wenxiao took a breath, grabbed Chu Min's hand and said, "Brother, can you say those three words again, I still want to hear it."

Chu Min smiled and said, "Hurry up and drive your boyfriend, so as not to be blocked by the paparazzi."

He Wenxiao's eyes instantly became more charming, he kissed Chu Min's lips heavily, fastened his seat belt, and started the car.

Chu Min said, "Send me to my house."

The car accelerated abruptly, and Chu Min was severely pressed against the backrest by inertia.

"This car has only one destination, brother, don't tell me you forgot." He Wenxiao's face was cold, and his voice and eyes became dangerous.

Chu Min said helplessly: "I have to go back and get some luggage, I can't wear your clothes for the next half month, right?"

He Wenxiao was stunned, not knowing what interesting scene he thought of, he raised his lips and said, "It's not impossible."

Chu Min's house was not far from the hotel. Originally, He Wenxiao wanted to go home with him, but Chu Min arranged to wait for him in a hidden place outside the community.

On the summer night, the cicadas were still screeching. He Wenxiao turned on the car music and turned it off. He was about to wait impatiently, and finally saw Chu Min pulling the small suitcase.

When Chu Min went around to the trunk to put his luggage, He Wenxiao got out of the car and followed him. He stared at the fabric of the trousers on the other side's buttocks, which was slightly taut due to bending over, and the twilight in his eyes engulfed the moonlight projected from the sky. .

On the road that was getting more and more desolate, the black SUV was almost galloping at the speed limit. It took Chu Min a long time to realize that the route seemed wrong.

He asked, "Didn't I go to your house?"

He Wenxiao said, "Well, another residence."

The home he was talking about was not a home in Lingbei urban area, but a place in the suburbs with mountains, water and fresh air.

After arriving at the place, He Wenxiao did not park the car in the garage, but threw it in the yard, picked up Chu Min's suitcase with one hand, and took Chu Min's back to the house.

When passing by the garden, Chu Min was surprised to find that there were a lot of red roses planted in it. When the night wind blew, the surging red waves were like an undulating dream, exuding an intoxicating fragrance under the softly lit street lamps, and He Wen. The rose scent on Xiao's body blended together.

After entering the house, Chu Min glanced around and found that the furnishings here were better than the villa in the north of He Wenxiaoling.

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Many of them even coincided with his aesthetics, and they had the smell of a small family, but in fact, before they entered the door, the place was empty.

Under the leadership of He Wenxiao, he followed all the way into the master bedroom, and found that the style of the master bedroom was the same as the outside. The double bed by the window was large, with two pillows placed side by side.

"This house looks good. When did you buy it? How did you think of buying such a remote location?"

Chu Min said and turned around and looked at He Wenxiao.

The other party was leaning back against the closed bedroom door, and he seemed to be proud of finally encircling people into the territory.

"I knew you would like this feeling." He Wenxiao raised his eyebrows, "I bought it two years ago. I won't be disturbed by the paparazzi here."

Chu Min was stunned for a while, only to realize that many things here are for two people.

He was stunned: "You started planning today two years ago?"

"From when we were together eight years ago, to be precise."

He Wenxiao walked towards Chu Min, hugged Chu Min's waist, and deceived him and pushed him down on the big bed behind him.

The soft mattress was dented by the weight of the two grown men, Chu Min was caught off guard, and only felt the heat and heavy breathing spread out on his cheeks and neck.

Chu Min struggled twice and said, "I haven't showered yet, and my body is covered in sweat."

He Wenxiao relied on his height and weight to crush him. He wrapped his fingers around Chu Min's tie that had been loose and crooked, buried it in the crevice of his neck, sniffed, and whispered, "I like the smell of you, but I can't smell enough."

"But I don't like it." After Chu Min finished speaking, he pushed He Wenxiao with a wrinkled nose. He didn't think there was any good smell on his body that would make He Wenxiao so fascinated.

At this moment, He Wenxiao's cell phone rang.

Chu Min said: "Go and answer the phone."

There is a tone of command.

He Wenxiao let the bell ring for a while, and then reluctantly got up and said, "Well, take a shower first, and I'll answer the phone."

Chu Min glanced at it just now, the call seemed to be from the He family.

After He Wenxiao left the bedroom with his mobile phone, Chu Min pulled out a set of pajamas from the suitcase and walked to the bathroom. When passing a cabinet, he found that a drawer on a certain floor was not tightly closed, revealing a corner of the packaging bag.

Chu Min looked at the familiar pattern and color scheme, his eyebrows twitched, and he stretched out his hand to open the drawer, only to see that it was full of condoms and lubricants...

When He Wenxiao came to the living room to look for Chu Min after taking a bath with his upper body naked, the other party was standing by the window, looking at the rose garden outside in a trance.

He walked over, hugged Chu Min from behind, rested his chin on Chu Min's shoulder, and saw that Chu Min was holding a photo in his hand.

This was apparently taken from a picture frame on his nightstand.

In the picture, 21-year-old Chu Min is smiling wildly at the camera under the colorful bar lights, and a few meters behind him, 18-year-old He Wenxiao looks at him with his cheeks raised, his eyes fixed.

This isn't their only frame, but He Wenxiao liked it very much six years ago, even if He Wenxiao was just a coincidence.

And the beginning of He Xie Gong Chu CP's popularity on the Internet was also derived from this photo.

Chu Min felt that there was no need to ask He Wenxiao who was the person who exposed this photo to the Internet. He Wenxiao had already spread out a large net to him when he was unaware, and this was only part of the weaving of the net.

But he suddenly remembered the photo frame he saw in He Wenxiao's urban villa half a year ago, and he turned his head and asked, "This photo is not in duplicate, right?"

He Wenxiao said: "No, there are several copies, take them wherever you go."

As he said that, he wrapped one arm around Chu Min's waist, and the other hand reached out in front of him, very dishonestly, to unbutton Chu Min's clothes.

The cotton pajamas were button-down, which was a bit of a hassle to untie, but he didn't mind peeling off this arrogant and dignified man in public, little by little.

He had long wanted to do it.

Chu Min's heart trembled slightly, and he was a little stunned. He didn't notice He Wenxiao's movements for a while. He turned over the photo and found a row of small English words on the back——

[In my barren land you are the final rose.]

Chu Min's fingers holding the photo suddenly tightened, and he asked in a lofty voice, "He Wenxiao, why do you have to be so mean to Rose?

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ah? "

He Wenxiao said: "The day we were together, you gave me a big bouquet of roses. On the first Valentine's Day, you gave me a bottle of perfume called The Final Rose. When you were away, I really don't know what to use to simulate you."

He whispered, as if rubbing his ears with the lover who walked out of his life hand in hand, looking back on the way he came.

At the end, he kissed the side of Chu Min's neck, sucking a little harder, leaving a rosy mark on the fair skin as the person in his arms shuddered.

Six years later, he still knows Chu Min's sensitivity like the back of his hand.

Chu Min almost couldn't help groaning, and finally asked him: "Did you know that there is a He Xie Gong Chu fan named BarrenLand on Weibo?"

He Wenxiao pinched Chu Min's waist neither light nor heavy, and said in a dangerous voice, "Be with me, don't think about others."

Chu Min finally couldn't bear the precise provocation of the person behind him. He lowered his fair and slender neck, and gently pressed his forehead against the window glass. The red roses outside were blooming in front of him.

The pajamas have been completely unbuttoned.

Chu Min saw He Wenxiao's big hand with slightly protruding blue veins stretched in domineeringly, rubbing his warm palm back and forth on his chest, rubbing his two delicate raised skin into pain, and then burning it all the way with fire. lower abdomen. The heavy movements seemed to show extreme impatience, trying to explore deeper.

In fact, the moment He Wenxiao was naked and suddenly hugged him from behind with water vapor, his legs were already weak.

The memory of the body is far more honest than the memory of the mind.

He Wenxiao was the first and only person who had ever had sex with him. At the age of 18, he had a ferocious physique and was young.

The feeling that is engraved in the depths of the soul only needs a little memory, and it will be out of control.

He couldn't help wanting to develop further, longing for a more intense collision, but he was still rational, turned around, turned his back to the window and grasped the big hand on his body: "Don't be here."

The place they were in was He Wenxiao's private house. There were two locked gates. The security of the area was quite strict, and no one could approach it at all. However, after living in the spotlight for six years, he has long developed a cautious attitude.

It was outrageous to allow He Wenxiao to wait for him to pick up his luggage in his car three hours ago.

He Wenxiao lowered his head, his eyelashes suppressed the greedy and fierce light in his eyes, he held Chu Min's slender fingers, put them to his lips, licked and kissed reverently, and said in an unusually calm mute voice, "Got it, brother. "

The next second, Chu Min exclaimed, and he was picked up by He Wenxiao, who had amazing arm strength, and strode towards the bedroom.

Chi Xiaoye

Note: In my barren land you are the final rose. From Pablo Neruda's Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair