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Chapter 109: The Script Page 109
Meng Huo woke up for a while.
He pulled the quilt to the height where only a pair of eyes could be exposed, and the slightly tired eyes looked at the ceiling vacantly.
Meng Huo: Try playing dead.
The empty red wine bottle on the coffee table reminded him that he was broken again.
The scene of the death of the society after being drunk is completely forgotten, and it can be regarded as seeking benevolence.
But before he got drunk, he could still clearly remember the unspeakable things he did to the imaginary Lu Xinghuai in that bathroom.
He bends.
The first time he rushed, he was hit by his fantasy object.
It's embarrassing.
Before he was so drunk that he lost consciousness, the last sentence in his mind was the one that Lu Xinghuai made fun of him.
"...It seems that the educational film works well."
Meng Huo slowly pulled up the quilt to cover his head, completely hopeless.
Gone.
His pure and noble image is gone.
Drunk sobriety is the hardest thing to bear, because alcohol only helps people escape, not solve problems.
When woke up, the troublesome problems were still glaringly there.
It seems that rot cannot be sold. If you sell too much, you will suffer retribution.
Lu Xinghuai acted, why did he take it seriously?
Meng Huo scratched his hair irritably.
If liking means only responding to one person, then he seems to like Lu Xinghuai.
The last person he should like.
Fortunately, he only realized it last night, and Lu Xinghuai must not have noticed it yet.
However, with Lu Xinghuai's IQ and his habitual style of giving things away for free, he definitely won't be able to hide this secret for long.
Meng Huo whipped himself hard from beginning to end in his heart!
How can such a thing be done?!
Beast, you!
The bits and pieces since we met are automatically flashed back and forth in my mind like a slideshow.
Lu Xinghuai is sincere, gentle, and a teacher as well as a friend. He has never met anyone who treats him better than Lu Xinghuai.
For such a good person, if he screwed up because of his unilateral liking, not only would his first love end without a problem, he and Lu Xinghuai would not even be able to be friends.
Looking at his past relationship history, it was blank, and he couldn't see anything. Meng Huo couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask netizens for help.
On a question-and-answer app, the topic "Should I confess my love to someone?" has tens of thousands of comments.
Meng Huo searched carefully for a long time, and there were different opinions.
But a few high praises replied that he would never forget it.
They say, "Lovers will break up, but friends are for life." "Before confessing, don't think about what will happen if you succeed, but what will happen if you fail."Watching a movie and drinking, it will always be inconvenient to have no time after confessing your love, now itโs a relationship of lying on the list. Give me another chance, I will never speak.โ
Meng Huo turned off the app in a very complicated mood.
If you fail to confess, you can't even make friends.
He asked Lu Xinghuai for dinner, and Lu Xinghuai would say that he didn't have time.
When he chatted with Lu Xinghuai, Lu Xinghuai would be afraid of giving him delusional perfunctory.
...
They will lie on each other's list, and only have two false greetings during the holidays.
Meng Huo shook his head, and immediately rejected the option of confession completely.
After vetoing it, there is another question in front of us: what should do if don't confess confession?
How should he tell the director.
"I'm sorry director, I can't sell this shit anymore, if I continue to sell it, I'll be unilaterally broken in love."
Meng Huo thought about it teasingly, and finally decided: just bear it, and it will pass.
Lin Jia's variety show recording cycle is very short.
This time is no exception, endure another 24 hours, and tomorrow morning, he will return to the film and television city, and Lu Xinghuai will also return to his own life.
He didn't dare to confess, but if he continued to get too close to Lu Xinghuai, then he would definitely get deeper and deeper, and sooner or later Lu Xinghuai would see it
Meng Huo felt an inexplicable sense of loss when he thought that he, Lu Xinghuai, and the words "gradually drifting away" would appear in the same sentence.
Before yesterday, he didn't understand why he was mourning, but now he understands.
How can unrequited love not lose?!
Bear with it a little longer, and after dealing with the next 24 hours, let this unrequited love be completely buried in his heart, and die without a problem.
Work is a good medicine to relieve lovelorn, and his next work schedule is full.
After finishing filming the "Twenty Two" scene, I have to participate in the closed training and recording of "Actor's New Power" non-stop, and then there will be the second season of "Survival from Desperation". With Uncle Yu's ability and his own efforts,The next work will only get more and more busy. He can plunge into his work and be a social animal who doesn't know what the world is. As long as he is so busy that he falls asleep, he will have no time to think about Lu Xinghuai.
Maybe after he calms down for a while, he will find out that he doesn't like him that much?!
Or return to the distance of ordinary friends, so that they can at least continue to be friends.
It's enough to be better than the kind of friends who only exchange greetings during the holidays.
Meng Huo took a deep breath, determined not to be affected by such negative emotions.
Although have never talked about love, have read a lot of novels.
As the saying goes: In love, whoever is tempted first loses.
Looking at the book he wore, he knew that the world was not friendly to lovestruck at all.
The lesson from the past was right in front of us, Meng Huo thought it through, he threw up the quilt and sat up abruptly, andโfuck.
He gritted his teeth and swallowed the swear words.
After one night, the bruised back hurt even more.
He gritted his back molars, stubbornly changed his clothes with one hand, and then moved slowly into the bathroom with half of his body stiff, to go to the toilet.
When he woke up, Lu Xinghuai had already disappeared. It was rare for him to be able to move freely in this fully transparent bathroom.
He unbuttoned, then zippered, and then, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and Meng Huo even whistled twice in bitter joy.
After solving it, he wanted to follow the gourd to draw a scoop, and then re-zipped the zipper and fastened the buttons.
Meng Huo: "..."
Can someone tell him why buttoning a button is harder than unbuttoning it when he can only use one hand?!
Enduring the pain in his back, Meng Huo gritted his teeth and tried again.
Still not plugged in.
Looking at the left side but not the right side, the jeans always slide down to the ankle like a slide.
Meng Huo had no choice but to grit his teeth and bend down to pick it up. After repeating this several times, his forehead was sweating from exhaustion.
When Mercury was retrograde, even going to the toilet was not smooth, Meng Huo cursed in a low voice, let go of his hands, and let him go.
He turned around, ready to go back to sit on the sofa and try again, and then he saw Lu Xinghuai who didn't know when he came back from running and opened the door, leaning quietly against the door and didn't know how long he had been looking at him for a while.
Meng Huo: "..."
destroy it.
He looked away stiffly, and then realized that it was useless to look away, his long legs were chilly.
Social death never stops.
Meng Huo pulled up his trousers all at once, clutching the waistband of the trousers tightly, he turned around, trying to tuck it in in the shortest possible time, and then buttoned it up.
Lu Xinghuai casually brushed his sweat-soaked black hair, pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.
He was used to his little boyfriend being bold after drinking, and thin-skinned when he woke up.
Knowing that he must not be laughed at at this time, Lu Xinghuai coughed lightly twice, and slowly walked towards him.
The young man stood in front of him with his head bowed, his whole face was about to smoke, and he still clutched his trousers tightly with his hands.
Lu Xinghuai stared at the stump of hair that was curled up just after waking up, feeling itchy unbearably, he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his hair: "What can you do if you're injured, I'll get it for you."
Meng Huo didn't know where to look with his eyes at this time, so he could only look down at the button of his trousers.
He can't do it well
The button was pinched by Lu Xinghuai's thin, white and slender fingertips, and it was fastened with a light touch.
...and stuffed it in for him.
The face is already fully cooked.
Just when he thought that this was already the limit of death that a person could bear, he keenly felt a slight change in his body suddenly.
The kind of change that is common in the morning.
Meng Huo blushed at the tips of his ears, bit his lip, and stared at it viciously.
Try to scare it off.
The Adam's apple rolled down, Lu Xinghuai couldn't help teasing him this time.
"...Did you watch it again this morning?" he asked with a low smile.
Meng Huo: "..."
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
The kitten was about to blow up, so Lu Xinghuai accepted it as soon as he saw it. He took off the white t-shirt he wore for sports, and said:
"I took a shower and brought you breakfast on the coffee table outside."
Meng Huo walked out of the bathroom with heavy steps.
Gradually drifting away, why do you gradually help him put on his pants...
As things went on like this, he doubted that he couldn't help but confess his love!
Lu Xinghuai got up very early, then ran around the lake, and went to a nearby residential area to buy breakfast after the run.
Although the buffet breakfast provided by the homestay is exquisite, it lacks the smell of fireworks in the streets and alleys.
Meng Huo walked to the tea table, and found that Lu Xinghuai had bought a little of each of them.
Meng Huo swallowed subconsciously.
The stomach has been unknowingly grasped one step ahead of the brain.
What about the one who agreed to alienate Lu Xinghuai?Why did Lu Xinghuai bring him a casual breakfast, and he immediately forgot about it?!
Meng Huo pursed his lips seriously.
Where is the dignity?!Where is self-control?!Where is the credit?!Where are the chopsticks?!