Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

At the end of the recording, there was a rush of people. There was a large group of people sitting in the backstage lounge, and the staff kept walking through the aisle with props. Various cosmetics, water glasses, and a mess on the table.

"Hey—Xiao Yunduo, we're going to have a barbecue later, can't you go?" A Yue yelled from one end of the lounge.

"Forget it today." Yun Shu put the things in his bag and refused with a smile.

"Don't go in such a hurry, the makeup hasn't been removed for you yet." The makeup artist didn't expect the girl to leave as soon as she turned around. He quickly grabbed her and took off the unclean eyeliner for her.

"A good foundation is the advantage, there is not much difference before and after removing makeup." The makeup artist smiled and praised.

A girl sitting next to Yun Shu removing her makeup laughed and teased: "Little Yunduo and a group of single dogs unlike us, there must be an appointment for Christmas tonight."

"And today, the person involved is said to be still in the audience. I wasn't sure before. Looking at you in a hurry, it seems that someone is really waiting."

Everyone gave a meaningful "Oh-".

"I said, why did Xiao Yunduo become sensational today..."

"The protagonist heard this confession, and he didn't know how touched he was."

"Alright, alright." Yun Shu blushed and folded his hands together to beg for mercy, "Don't tease me. Next time I invite you to drink milk tea, I will leave this time."

"Bye-Bye."

In the third season of Li Wei's catalogue, all funds were spent on the show, and he was still very poor. The selected studio is very remote. At the end of the recording, the audience withdrew, and the guests withdrew to the backstage, leaving only sporadic staff in the venue.

Looking at Zhang Sinian's text message, Yun Shu trot to the rest area near the door.

"Mr. Zhang—" Yun Shu was still some distance away, and when he saw that person's figure, he waved his hands and cried out.

Zhang Sinian was sitting on the sofa, wearing a dark gray woolen coat and a silky dark blue tie, sitting there quietly, looking down at a program leaflet that the audience had dropped.

Hearing Yun Shu's voice, he put the leaflet into his briefcase, straightened up, smiled in a gentle arc, curled his lips, and hugged the little girl who was rushing over.

"Today is over early, we can..."

Before Yun Shu finished speaking, Zhang Sinian grabbed his chin, wrapped it around his waist, and gently kissed him.

There is no heating in the rest area, and there is a little chill on the lips.

The kiss was very short, and Zhang Sinian restrained the kiss and returned it when there was a voice from behind the scenes. Looking down at her: "That's good."

Yun Shu did a little bit of work for Zhang Sinian on weekdays, all with the appearance of "Come on and praise me". Today, he was embarrassed to show his love in public so solemnly.

Brushed his hair: "Really...really?"

Yun Shu lowered his head shyly, and a white neck was exposed under the light. From Zhang Sinian's perspective, you could see the tiny fluff on it, and there was still a little red mark left behind his ears from last night. The curly hair is **** for a short time, and there is a small strawberry on the rubber band, which is not cute.

Zhang Sinian's Adam's apple moved slightly, looking at her with some deep eyes. There was silence for nearly ten seconds, and finally smiled silently, and took her hand: "I want to go there."

Yun Shu lowered his head to check his mobile phone—the recording studio was in the film and television park in S city.

"Let's walk around, I have recorded two shows, but I haven't strolled around here yet."

This place is a little bit off, but many video studios are gathered together, and the surrounding area has also developed, forming a small cultural and creative base. The entire base building is an imitation of the Shanghai architecture during the Republic of China, and there are many characteristic shops. Today, Christmas is still lively.

"Okay." Zhang Sinian took off his scarf and put it around Yun Shu's neck. The cashmere scarf carried a warm body temperature. Yun Shu couldn't help burying his chin, squinting and rubbing it.

"No scarf." Zhang Siyou squeezed the tip of her nose lightly.

"It's too rush to go out in the morning, and it's not cold today."

When the sun was out during the day when I went out, it was still warm. The temperature dropped in the evening. She spent the day in the heater. When the cold wind blew, she couldn't bear it. Finally, I bought a cup of hot milk tea from the street and held it in my hand.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Sinian leaned the person closer in his arms: "Just turn around and go back."

Yun Shu put his face on the hot milk tea cup and nodded.

The cultural and creative park was much more lively than the two expected.

Zhang Sinian bought a bunch of small flowers from the little girl selling flowers. A little one. Yun Shu held it happily, but carefully held it in his hand.

In the park, small red and green lights were hung in the park, and decorations of Santa Claus, elk, and candies were hung on the branches.

From time to time, there are couples holding hands and crooked together. Children holding balloons, laughing and running by, cheerful laughter fills the air.

The balloons are also very suitable for the scene. The outer layer is white and transparent, and there are small balloons inside. The pattern is the old man with a red hat and white beard, and there are small LED lights inside, which are shining.

Yun Shu glanced at the balloon, walked a few steps, and then looked back.

"Wait a minute to get to the front, there should be a sale." Zhang Sinian smiled and touched her head.

When I walked to the central square, I saw a fat old lady holding a bunch of balloons, surrounded by a circle of adults and children, twittering, and soon became the busiest corner of the central square.

There were many small stalls in the square, but Yun Shu's attention was all caught by the balloon.

"Should I buy one for you?" Zhang Sinian asked her with a smile.

Yun Shu looked at the circle after circle of children there, and shook his head—it seemed too naive. And in such a cold day, it was too hard to wait in the cold wind for so long.

The two went around in a circle. Picked a cafe to go in.

The interior of the store is decorated in a European-style retro style, and the lighting is warm yellow. As soon as you enter the door, the aroma of coffee enters your nose with warm warmth. Yun Shu couldn't help sighing, and slumped into the soft velvet sofa by the window.

Zhang Sinian ordered a red velvet cake for her and ordered a cup of American style.

The two chatted for a while. Yun Shu jumped out of his mind, and a topic for a while, Zhang Sinian sat opposite with coffee and listened patiently.

Yun Shu raised his head to look at him halfway through the conversation, only her shadow was reflected in his benevolence under the light, focused and affectionate.

Her voice got stuck. Blushing, he touched the tip of his nose before continuing the topic.

Unconsciously, Yun Lan asked when she would go home on holiday.

Zhang Si coughed young: "My parents are on Christmas vacation and will be back next week."

"The two families have to have a meal together and discuss the marriage."

Yun Shu's movement of digging the cake stagnated, and the cream on the cake fell onto the plate—the last time Zhang's mother mentioned the divorce between the two people always made her feel that Zhang Sinian's parents were not satisfied with her.

"Don't be nervous, I'll talk to them all."

"At that time, my mother didn't know that there was a relationship between the two of us, so she would mention the divorce."

Yun Shu nodded, but still a little worried in his eyes-what should I do if I don't like her?

"Don't think too much." Zhang Sinian reached out to rub her head, "They always respect my decision. And my grandparents liked you very much before."

Seeing that her interest fell in an instant, Zhang Sinian regretted mentioning the matter tonight, and comforted her in a soft voice.

Turning to see that there are fewer people lining up to buy balloons, he touched her head and got up.

"Hey?"

Zhang Sinian patted her head: "Go buy you balloons. You don't know how many times you have looked there."

"I will go with you."

"It's cold outside, stay inside. Can I buy you that Santa Claus?"

Yun Shu nodded and watched Zhang Sinian walk through the square, the coat outlined the figure extremely slender. Line up behind a few children and buy her a balloon.

Then turned around. Laughing and holding up the little boy who hit him, the balloon floated in his hand, passing through the crowds of the square, and walking towards her.

When I walked to the cafe, my eyes fell on her behind the glass, and she smiled softly.

With a bang, a firework lit up in the night sky. The crowd cheered out in the square. Zhang Sinian followed the voice and turned to look over.

As soon as he turned around, he was hugged by Yun Shu.

Yun Shu put on his toes, pulled Zhang Sinian's tie, lowered his head, and kissed him warmly.

The splendid fireworks bloomed behind, highlighting the ink-colored sky.

…

Zhang Sinian thought he was probably crazy.

Buildings with shadows of trees, the heating in the car is turned on to the maximum. Yun Shu's sweater rolled up. He held the person in his arms and protected her head with his hands.

He could hardly control his vicious movements.

Ai Ai moaned during the Yunshu period, and his voice was soft and soft like a newly born cat. His face was flushed with tears in the corners of his eyes, but his hands were still tight to his neck, and a series of kisses were gently dropped on his cheek with his lips.

The roof light sprinkled a warm yellow light, gently covering her eyelashes.

His self-control, which he has always proud of, was defeated in front of her.

…

The two did not arrive home until early in the morning.

After returning home, he continued to toss into the middle of the night, awakening Marshmallows with a loud movement.

When Yun Shu put his arms around Zhang Sinian's neck, he faintly heard the whistling sound outside the door, and his body became tight. Zhang Sinian became more and more uncontrollable.

…

Zhang Sinian took a hot towel and wiped the face of the little girl with tears on her face.

She slept very heavily under the light, her face pressed against the pillow, her mouth pouted a little.

Zhang Sinian leaned on the bed, curling her hair with his fingertips, and his heart was soft and messed up.

He knew he was out of control today. The light from Yun Shu dazzled on the stage and stared at him. When he said those words, the only thought in his mind was to pull her off the stage, hug her tightly, and merge her into his own blood.

Later, I calmed down a bit and suppressed those desires. Nian accompany the little girl in a happy holiday.

Yun Shu probably restrained him when he was born, and a kiss would break all his self-control.

He will officially turn 30 years later. In the past 30 years, he has also imagined that his partner should be gentle and considerate, calm and wise, just like him.

Yun Shu is an existence that completely exceeds all his plans and expectations.

Enthusiasm, excitement, lively and cheerfulness, constant trouble...

Zhang Sinian lay down and turned off the light. Feeling the temperature, Yun Shu slipped into his arms, buried his head in his neck, and said incomprehensible babble.

He kissed her softly in the dark.

—If it's her, it's okay, all plans can be changed.

He was completely planted.