Lu Xinghuai was startled for a moment, then looked down at him, the smile in his eyes slowly melted away, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up higher and higher.

When he was found jealous, Meng Huo's face turned hot, and he pretended to grab his hand, but was grabbed even tighter by the other party.

Meng Huo was a little annoyed by his smile, and he laughed too, still wanting to know, pursed his lips, looked at him, and urged in a low voice, "Say, talk."

Lu Xinghuai realized later, when he thought of Meng Huo being jealous all afternoon, he obviously cared about something, but he still pretended to be magnanimous and endured until now to ask, his heart felt like a little milk cat scratching his paw.

Lu Xinghuai looked around, no one was around, he couldn't help lowering his head, pecked Meng Huo on the lips, and took out his phone while kissing.

"See for yourself."

Meng Huo licked his lips and stared at the phone with a blushing face.

Lu Xinghuai still didn't know that Meng Huo had found out that he had fingerprinted his phone.

Meng Huo stared at the four-digit password on the lock screen.

Lu Xinghuai wouldn't even use his phone password as his birthday...

Meng Huo thought of Lu Xinghuai secretly fingerprinting him. As an outstanding graduate of the men's self-study class, it seems that Lu Xinghuai is not incapable of doing such a thing.

Lu Xinghuai said casually: "Password, the day we first kissed."

Meng Huo's eyes were bent, and the fundus of his eyes seemed to have knocked over the stars, looking at him brightly.

He likes this password a little more than his birthday!

Meng Huo confidently entered the four-digit password.

Surely he would not miss that day.

The phone screen flickered.

Meng Huo: "..."

Completely dumbfounded.

It's not right?!

Meng Huo only assumed that there was a bug in the phone, or that he had accidentally entered a wrong key, so he tried it again, and said sternly in disbelief, "How is that possible?!"

It was the day when Lu Xinghuai kissed him inexplicably, and then left.

It is absolutely impossible for him to remember wrongly!

After losing three times in a row, Meng Huo pursed his lips and looked at Lu Xinghuai.

"How could you... even remember such an important date wrong."

Meng Huo felt a little aggrieved as he spoke.

Lu Xinghuai ground his teeth, feeling furious at the thought of this matter, pinched his fingertips and rubbed them fiercely.

The password entered by Meng Huo had to be subtracted by two days to get the correct number.

When Meng Huo heard Lu Xinghuai ruthlessly telling him about his drunken "great military exploits" in his ear, his world view collapsed.

He took the initiative to kiss someone and still lost his memory unilaterally. How is it different from a scumbag who wakes up and puts on his pants and refuses to recognize others?!

No wonder Lu Xinghuai was angry with him.

Meng Huo shook Lu Xinghuai's hand guiltily and flatteringly.

Then turned on the phone.

Meng Huo only thought the avatar was familiar before, but now that he looked at it carefully, he found that it was not only the avatar, but also the WeChat name: La trouvaille.

Meng Huo pursed his lower lip.

Still French.

Although he doesn't know French, although Meng Huo feels that his screen name is sincere and straightforward, compared with "I really want to retire" which he is still using and isn't going to change in a short time, it seems more than a level of high-end romance.

Meng Huo entered the chat history in a complicated mood.

I turned up, but couldn't turn it to the bottom.

All are pictures of flowers.

Meng Huo was startled, and finally remembered why he found the name familiar.

La trouvaille.

Back then when Lu Xinghuai invited him to watch a play, Lu Xinghuai held the small yellow bouquet for the curtain call, which was made by Meng Huo in this DIY flower shop.

The owner also explained the meaning of the name of the store to him.

Unexpected beauty.

Meng Huo looked at Lu Xinghuai, and asked anxiously, "Send it to me?"

Meng Huo was silent for a while, feeling distressed and regretful.

He himself destroyed the surprise that was going to be given to him!

Lu Xinghuai, look at him, no?

The way he spoke was funny, he reached out and rubbed his head, and asked him:

"Otherwise, who else is worth buying flowers for me besides you?"

When Lu Xinghuai was doing nothing in the afternoon, he had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of it.

On the night of the finals, the program team will definitely prepare a bouquet, but he hopes that Meng Huo will hold the flowers he sent, call the curtain and accept the award.

The bouquet that Meng Huo gave him back then was wrapped in exquisite and special paper with the name of the store printed in French. Lu Xinghuai found it without much effort.

Because was reluctant to throw it away, wanted to ask the store if it would provide a service of making dried flowers for preservation, so added WeChat.

Thinking of this today, found the owner's WeChat again.

Fortunately forgot to delete.

It was the assistant Xiao Li who sent the flowers to the store. The store owner was obviously very impressed with this ugly and humiliating bouquet. He couldn't imagine what kind of lovestruck it was, and he even asked for this bouquetMade into dried flowers for preservation.

Lu Xinghuai asked the shopkeeper what recommended flowers would be suitable for the curtain call bouquet. The shopkeeper was very patient and took the trouble to send a bunch of pictures.

Because of this bouquet of flowers, the shopkeeper was very impressed with the owner of WeChat and Meng Huo wearing a mask.

The shop owner asked if it was given to his lover on the opposite side, and if his lover was the man who came to the shop to DIY bouquets.

Lu Xinghuai was in a good mood because of the owner's words, and happily replied "Yeah".

The shopkeeper recalled that day, that scary man, and suggested to Lu Xinghuai earnestly:

"Compared with flowers, it seems that your lover cares more about flower language!"

La trouvaille is a flower shop that takes a high-end route and pays attention to customer service. The owner took the trouble to take pictures of the flower language of each flower to Lu Xinghuai for him to choose for reference.

Lu Xinghuai originally thought that he would be happier if he told Meng Huo after the final night, but seeing Meng Huo's regretful face now, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"After all, you want to collect things for a lifetime." Lu Xinghuai squeezed his earlobe to comfort him, "It's better to pick the one you like, isn't it?"

Meng Huo felt better now.

He slid down one by one, looking at the selection.

As a layman, he loves roses!

Meng Huo picked out a dry rose pink and a white mix.

Meng Huo blushed a little.

Why is the shop owner writing the language of flowers so straightforwardly and so loudly?!

Send roses on the night of the finals.

Somewhat a little too rampant.

Lu Xinghuai asked the shopkeeper to use the two models selected by Meng Huo as the main products, and then let the shopkeeper freely choose some other flowers to match. In short, they are all flowers with good meaning.

After posting these, Lu Xinghuai continued to lead Meng Huo towards the dormitory.

While walking, he asked Meng Huo maliciously why he chose pink and white roses.

Lu Xinghuai leaned over and whispered to him, his voice was low and teasing: "Is that why you like flower language?"

Meng Huo's ears were a little red, but he nodded firmly.

The flower language of pink roses is first love.

The white rose is: I am enough to match you.

Back in the dormitory, Lu Xinghuai told Meng Huo that they could live in a room alone, and Meng Huo's eyes lit up happily.

Although he gets along well with Cheng Siqi and Shu Yi, he might be happier living with his boyfriend.

Dormitory life is an important aspect of the talent show. The ratio of the number of seats in the dormitory to the rehearsal room is even worse.

"You go to the room to rest first, and I'll pack your luggage." In front of the camera, they couldn't do anything beyond the rules. Meng Huo respected Lu Xinghuai as always, but he seemed to have more smiles on his face.

He walked briskly back to the dormitory to clear his things. As soon as he entered the dormitory, both Cheng Siqi and Shu Yi poked their heads out of the bed and asked him curiously, "Why did you come back so late?"

Like a hardworking bee, Meng Huo first collected the clothes nearby, and replied in a good mood while putting them away, "It's okay, didn't we come back after rehearsing to this point a few days ago?"

When it comes to rehearsal, Shu Yi is very annoying.

His supporting guest is an international actress, busy

Like a trapeze man, he originally agreed to come back to rehearse the show the day before the final, but today the program team told him that the queen was caught by the film festival and would not be able to come back until half a day later. In this way, they only had half a day to work on the script.Then came the rehearsal, and then went straight to the finals.

Cheng Siqi's partner is Wei Qiming, and Wei Qiming will come the day after tomorrow, full of plans, they have nearly three days to get along, although Wei Qiming will not line up with him from the beginning to the end, but compared with Shu Yi, he is already very content.

He had inquired, and Joan's side was similar to him.

Therefore, today, the three of them were free instead. Shu Yi didn't even go to the rehearsal room, but just watched movies and memorized lines in the dormitory.

Cheng Siqi had nothing to practice by himself facing the mirror in the empty rehearsal room, so he came back early.

Although Shu Yi was anxious and dissatisfied, cameras were installed in the dormitory, so she didn't dare to show it.

Listening to the two men's understatement, Meng Huo froze when he was about to open the suitcase.

Meng Huo didn't answer the last question. Seeing Meng Huo taking the suitcase, the two became even more puzzled. They sat up on the bed and asked curiously, "Do you have something to ask for leave?"

In the one-month schedule, it is not that there are no popular stars who take a day or two off to record programs and run schedules.

Meng Huo pretended to be smirking and nodded vaguely.

But when he started to remove the quilt cover, he couldn't hide it completely.

Meng Huo tried his best to say that Lu Xinghuai had rehearsed with him all day and even lived in the player's dormitory for him, but no matter how hard he tried, he still succeeded in gaining the envy of Cheng Siqi and Shu YiJealousy turned into lemon eyes.

How can this be said?

It wasn't Meng Huo's fault either.

It's not fair, it's a little bit.

But it is not easy for the program group to invite a group of big names. Let them eat, sleep and practice with the contestants for five days. Is it the contestants' debut, or are they reinvented?!

The program group does not have high requirements for these big names, no matter whether they follow up seriously from beginning to end, or fulfill the contract, come and show up on the last day, as long as the program group pays the labor fee, it is fine for the big names to perform on the night of the finals.

As for how to perform, it depends on the requirements and self-awareness of the bosses.

An assistant guest who is as serious and responsible as Lu Xinghuai, who has no airs, picked it up, and they all thought it was Meng Huo's good luck.

No matter how envious Shu Yi and Cheng Siqi were, they knew that Meng Huo was not to blame and could only admit that they were unlucky.

After five days of running-in, the performance that has been carefully considered in every detail and the hasty appearance, the performance effect after the performance, no accident, must be a world of difference.

Meng Huo could feel that the atmosphere of the dormitory changed instantly because of his unintentional words.

He was no longer obsessed with removing the quilt cover, Meng Huo picked up the quilt lightly and ran away.

He also didn't know how to comfort his roommate and rival.

No matter what you say, it seems that you are cheap and good-looking.

The big quilt blocked Meng Huo's snickering and sweet smile.

Why is Lu Xinghuai so good?

Lu Xinghuai returned to the dormitory where he and Meng Huo lived together for the next few days, and first looked around. There were indeed many cameras, and they were not allowed to be blocked at other times except when the contestants were changing clothes.

In the huge dormitory, there is only a trace of humanity in the bathroom without cameras.

Xiao Li had already brought Lu Xinghuai's luggage over to him. There were only a few days' worth of toiletries and a change of clothes, so he packed lightly.

Lu Xinghuai took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Before taking a bath, Lu Xinghuai looked in the mirror, and then at the electric shaver prepared by the program crew on the sink.

He heard movement outside the door. It was Meng Huo who had finished packing his things and came back.

Lu Xinghuai lowered his eyes, and after a while, he turned on the switch of the electric shaver.

Through the bathroom door, people outside, including the camera, could hear the hum of the electric shaver running.

After waiting for half a minute, Lu Xinghuai silenced his voice, and said casually towards the door: "I seem to bleed from scratching my chin, Xiao Meng, take a

Band-Aid, come in and help me take a look."

Meng Huo was making the bed, but when he heard that Lu Xinghuai was injured, he immediately put down the quilt and found the small medicine box in the suitcase.

He had no doubts at all, and hurried in with iodophor cotton swabs and band-aids.

Meng Huo didn't think otherwise, when he heard that Lu Xinghuai was injured and bleeding, his heart ached.

"Where is the wound?" Meng Huo leaned towards Lu Xinghuai like a lamb that jumped into a trap.

Accidentally, he got between Lu Xinghuai and the sink.

When Lu Xinghuai leaned into his arms, he still didn't feel anything at all, and asked anxiously, "Is the injury serious? Show me."

The soft lips opened and closed in front of his eyes, looking a little wary of him.

Young people are full of him.

Lu Xinghuai's eyes darkened, and he pressed Meng Huo against the edge of the marble sink.

Sealed with a kiss.