Spare Tire is Gone

The corridor was very quiet, only Qi Cong's footsteps were heard.

Just when Gu Xun's hand was about to leave Qi Cong's shoulder, Gu Xun finally made a move. He stepped forward and held Qi Cong's shoulders to prevent Qi Cong from moving forward, approaching Qi Cong from behind, with his head stretched out, his face was only less than ten centimeters apart from Qi Cong's.

Snapped.

Drops of water fell on Gu Xun's half-wet hair, hitting the junction of Qi Cong's shoulder and neck.

Qi Cong's body trembled faintly, his head slightly to the side.

"Gun...you and Jiang Zhaoyan, have you met?"

Gu Xun's voice was very low and heavy, pressing Qi Cong's hand and slowly increasing his strength, as if he was afraid that Qi Cong would just run away. Qi Cong looked at the shadow of the two close to each other, suddenly raised his hand to take off Gu Xun's hand, turned around, and looked at Gu Xun's face.

The corridor is not well lit, and Gu Xun's deep brows and eyes are pressed down, half of his face is bathed in the shadows, like a fierce beast irritated by the invaders, full of self-depressive cold and ruthless, completely different emotions from his voice. .

Qi Cong was stunned, his eyes widened slightly.

Gu Xun quickly lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes and smiled at Qi Cong. The fierce beast disappeared and it was the gentle Gu Xun again. He asked, with a careful tone and sadness: "Suddenly, I have never dared to ask you...Do you still like Jiang Zhaoyan?"

My heart seemed to be pierced.

Qi Cong returned to his senses, shook his head, and shook his head vigorously: "I don't like it, I don't like him."

"That's good." Gu Xun suddenly stepped forward, stretched his arms to support the back of Qi Cong's head, leaned forward, carefully and slightly restrained, rubbing his head against Qi Cong's hair, "That's good."

The body temperature and aura belonging to another person are densely surrounded, the back of the head is gently supported, the body is half surrounded by the other person's arms, and the ears are rubbed by the semi-wet hair, as if a small animal is touching carefully come. Qi Cong froze, and his heartbeat increased uncontrollably.

Even in the most ambiguous relationship three years ago, the two had never been so close. In the past, he and Gu Xun were polite and hazy, and Gu Xun would never do anything like this to him.

Obviously it is just a hug that can be easily pushed away, but it is not a hug, but Qi Cong seems to be locked in place, unable to move. He unconsciously held his breath, froze for a while, suddenly raised his hand tentatively, and grabbed some of Gu Xun's clothes.

Gu Xun noticed it. He moved his hand on the back of Qi Cong's head, as if he wanted to lower his head.

Qi Cong grabbed Gu Xun's clothes tightly: "Gu Xun."

Gu Xun couldn't move anymore.

"I..." Qi Cong paused, closed his eyes forcibly, and said, "After re-establishing contact, you never asked me about Jiang Zhaoyan, nor did I ask you about the past three years. Mention, instinctive avoidance."

Gu Xun's hand on the back of Qi Cong's head tightened.

Qi Cong lowered his head: "It won't work like this. Gu Xun, what I really want to tell you is that although I don't like Jiang Zhaoyan now, I'm not sure if I will like him again in the future, I—"

Gu Xun wanted to move again.

"—I forgot!" Qi Cong finished speaking quickly, and pulled Gu Xun's clothes with his other hand, very hard. "My memory breakpoint was before I met Jiang Zhaoyan, so I don't like him, and even hate him. He, because I don’t know him at all, for me now, he is a **** who caused my family to go bankrupt. But in case...in case I think about the past three years again, or in case I forget the previous Twenty years of memory... You don’t know how ridiculous, crazy, and stupid I was in the past three years, that I am completely different from the one you know, just in case—"

"Nothing." Gu Xun suddenly stretched out his hand to really hug Qi Cong in his arms, gently touched the back of Qi Cong's head with one hand, and tightly circled Qi Cong's body with the other. His voice was gentle and his tone was sure, which made people feel at ease. "There is no case, there is no case. Grumbling, don't be afraid, there is no case."

The tight body was gathered into a generous and reliable embrace, and the stroking force on the back of his head was very light. Qi Cong shut up, and the anxiety and fear in his heart seemed to have been wiped out by this stroking. He blinked to suppress the feeling of wanting to cry, and said, "Gu Xun, this is not fair to you."

"If you want to push me away because of this, it would be unfair to me." Gu Xun tilted his head, his breath sprayed on Qi Cong's ears, and his lips seemed to rub against him, "Qi Cong, three years ago, I There are a lot of things before I can tell you, three years later, are you unwilling to give me this opportunity?"

Qi Cong's Adam's apple slid quickly, speechless.

The body was suddenly released, and Gu Xun's face reappeared in front of his eyes. Qi Cong raised his eyes and met Gu Xun's gentle eyes.

"It's the first time to eat after the reunion, but you can't go crying."

Qi Cong hurriedly avoided his sight and shook his head: "No, I didn't—"

"I can bear it red." Gu Xun raised his hand and gently rubbed the end of Qi Cong's eyes, tilted his head and gestured at the entrance of the corridor, "I think we should say this in another place. It's dark and narrow here, and it's not good enough for you now. Courage."

Qi Cong reacted afterwards and looked at this unobstructed corridor where anyone could enter. His heart sank, and he hurriedly raised his head to look around to check for cameras.

"Don't worry, there is no camera, and no one is peeking. Kevin is behind me and he will help us look at the corridor." Gu Xun lifted Qi Cong's face and rubbed the end of Qi Cong's eyes, and suddenly asked , "Did you bring the two characters I wanted?"

Qi Cong couldn't keep up with Gu Xun's topic, his attention was diverted, and he shook his head and nodded: "I forgot, no, I forgot just when I went out. I brought Hengcheng and I was in the room."

"Can I get it then? I want it now."

Qi Cong responded with a good cry, and walked upstairs after pulling his leg, stopped after two steps, and looked back at Gu Xun.

Standing there, Gu Xun smiled at Qi Cong: "I am waiting for you here, so I just have something to say to Kevin."

Qi Cong's gaze swept across Gu Xun's gentle smiling face, and he turned and ran upstairs quickly.

When he came down with the writing, Qi Cong saw Gu Xun standing sideways at the entrance of the corridor on the eleventh floor, saying something outside, still holding a mobile phone in his hand. Probably because of the light, his expression looked a little cold, and the emotion in his eyes was deep and heavy, with a faint ruthlessness in it.

As if he heard the sound, Gu Xun suddenly turned his head and looked over here. The light illuminates most of his face, clearly just a normal expression. He met Qi Cong's gaze, smiled and beckoned: "Why don't you move, come down, I will introduce Kevin to you."

Qi Cong returned to his senses and walked downstairs quickly.

Kevin stood in the corridor outside the corridor with a mobile phone in his hand. After seeing Qi Cong, he took the initiative to say hello to Qi Cong, then took out a business card and handed it to Qi Cong: "Hello, Mr. Qi Cong, I am Kevin. If you can't contact your boss in the future, you can transfer And contact me."

Gu Xun added: "I often can't bring my mobile phone when I work. When you can't reach me, you can ask Kevin about my itinerary."

The atmosphere of this introduction is really a bit... Qi Cong suppressed a little uncomfortable heart, took Kevin's business card, and politely replied: "Hello. Sorry, I don't have a business card."

Kevin smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, the boss has already given me your phone number."

"Okay, it's time to go, and the late night snack stall will have to be collected." Gu Xun pressed Qi Cong's shoulder again, turned Qi Cong around, and at the same time turned his head to Kevin and said, "Go back and rest. ."

Kevin nodded, greeted Qi Cong, who was looking sideways, and turned to leave.

"Let's go." Gu Xun pushed Qi Cong down, and asked as he walked, "Do you want something delicious? Or should I recommend it? It's too late, how about drinking porridge? Nourish your stomach."

Qi Cong looked back at Gu Xun's gentle, as usual expression. His heart that had been uneasy since he had known Jiang Zhaoyan appeared and slowly fell back, and nodded, "Okay."

…

Qi Cong was taken by Gu Xun to the most famous food street near the studio and into a warmly decorated two-story porridge shop at the end of the street. The two sat down by the window on the second floor. The wind in the late summer and early autumn blew over, swept away the heat and exhaustion of the day, and sent a bit of coolness.

Gu Xun helped Qi Cong set the cup and chopsticks and explained: "This is recommended to me by the screenwriter of the same crew. The porridge is cooked very well, and the side dishes and dim sum are also very good. You will try more later."

Qi Cong withdrew his gaze from the lively street below, and looked at Gu Xun, whose hair was moved by the wind. On Gu Xun's sturdy and slender arm, he finally slid along the broad and smooth shoulder line along the arm, and looked back on Xun's face.

It looks really good, even if the hair is just scratched back after washing, and the body is just wearing a simple T-shirt and slacks, it still looks like a luminous body, so good-looking.

Three years ago, how could he really believe that such a person with outstanding temperament and every move revealing the confidence of a good education and accumulation of wealth is really a poor boy.

Gu Xun suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Qi Cong, then smiled and asked, "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

Qi Cong returned to his senses, and then realized that he was staring at Gu Xun, and he looked back a little embarrassedly. He picked up the paper bag beside him and handed it to Gu Xun, saying: "The words you want, I originally wanted to mount it by hand, but You have to be in a hurry. It’s too late to make it by hand, so I finally went to someone outside to make a machine for mounting. Take this one first, and write two pictures for you when I’m free," he said, his voice softened. , "After I finish writing, I will mount it by hand, so that it can be stored for a longer time."

longer.

Gu Xun smiled and reached out to take the paper bag. His voice became more gentle: "Okay, I'll wait for you to write it."

It didn't take long for the porridge to be served with side dishes and dim sum. Qi Cong tasted it and found that the taste was really good, which suits his taste. He looked at Gu Xun who was removing the tissues opposite, and called out, "Gu Xun."

Gu Xun raised his eyes and handed two paper towels to Qi Cong by the way: "Huh? Use this to cushion the porridge bowl, don't burn it."

Qi Cong thanked him for taking the paper towels, placing them under the thin porcelain porridge bowl, rubbing the rim of the bowl with his fingers, and saying, "About the past three years..."

Gu Xun stopped placing the paper box, looked at Qi Cong, and then seriously said, "Cong Cong, we can take it slowly. You don’t have to rush to tear up things that you didn’t know in the past three years. Open it to me. I only believe in you and the Qi Cong I know. Other things will not affect my perception of you."

These words were poking at the most feared place in Qi Cong's heart. He stopped talking and looked straight at Gu Xun.

Gu Xun smiled, put his arm on the table, and leaned over to look at Qi Cong: "You can organize your career, your life, and...Jiang Zhaoyan, you can organize it slowly. , Tell me again, or don’t tell me after finishing, I respect your choice. I can also sort it out slowly and explain to you what I lie to you, my true appearance, everything about me We all take it easy, we only look at each other and don’t listen to others’ evaluations of each other. I will give you space and time, and you will give me opportunities and tolerance, can we? We really start from the beginning."

The cool wind blows late at night, enveloping the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and food. Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun, stupefied as if he saw the fool who was sitting in front of the coffee shop waiting for him three years ago.

From beginning to end, the people he likes have the most gentle appearance in the world.

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, and asked, "If I forget you again—"

His head suddenly warmed, one hand touched it, and gently rubbed his hair. Qi Cong paused, moved his hand away, and met Gu Xun's gaze.

"It's okay." Gu Xun smiled carelessly, "Big deal, be a lunatic again."

Qi Cong lowered his head abruptly, pulled up the bowl of paper towels and pressed his eyes. The paper towel is a little hot with the heat from the porridge bowl. A trace of water melted into the tissue, Qi Cong felt the warmth on the tissue, following his eyes, straight into his heart.

"I'm sorry." He didn't know if he made a sound. He felt embarrassed. He tried very hard to make it clear, "I'm sorry...thank you...Gu Xun, thank you."

The hustle and bustle of the street came, and at a glance, there were young people talking loudly and laughing wildly. Gu Xun looked at Qi Cong, who was desperately trying to endure his emotions, with his head down. He held a fist in his other hand under the table, almost pinching bleeding in his palm.

Everyone else is laughing, why is it only his baby who doesn't have any? He even dare not cry presumptuously.

He let go of his hand a little bit, got up and walked over to Qi Cong to sit down, stretched his arms to put his arms on Qi Cong's shoulders, then turned his head to look at the boundless night outside the window.

"It's okay." He patted Qi Cong's shoulder lightly, hiding his expression in the darkness, "It's going to change, the wind is blowing, and the sand is fascinated by the wind.

…

This night, Qi Cong slept the most solid sleep since waking up.

When I woke up, the morning light just spilled into the room. He picked up the phone for the first time, and there were already two unread messages lying on WeChat. He clicked, then laughed.

Gu Xun: Good morning.

Gu Xun: Today’s breakfast is fried noodles, I think it’s not as delicious as last night’s porridge.

Qi Cong turned over, touched Gu Xun's cat portrait, and typed a reply.

Qi Cong: Good morning.

The message was sent and there was no reply. Qi Cong checked the time, put down the phone and got up.

After arriving at the crew, taking advantage of Shen Jia's vacancy in filming, Qi Cong read the script of "Qing Gu Chuan" once, and then he took out the two pages of paper given by Zhao Zhenxun yesterday. ?

On the first page is the basic information of the role he is going to play. It is pitiful, with only a few simple lines.

You Changqing, the brother-in-law of the second son You Changfeng, the second son of Rui Wang, whose mother is an alien singer, is a premature baby, has poison in her womb, is born disabled, and is not good at doing things, because the heterochromatic eye pupils inherited from her mother are not liked by Rui Wang. So he wore a mask since he was a child, and when he was an adult, he was bewitched by a foreign race and tried to betray King Rui. He wanted to frame King Rui’s son, You Changfeng. After the conspiracy was revealed, he was tortured by the poisonous Qiqiao bleeding and his internal organs were corroded and died. The nursery rhyme that I heard became the key clue to You Changfeng's discovery of the secret of the Green Ancient Sword.

On the second page are written three scenes in which this character participated.

In the first scene, Yun Liuguang and You Changfeng visit the enemy’s nest at night. Among the negotiating villains, they see a figure wearing a haze brocade unique to the nobles in Beijing. That figure is You Changqing.

In the second scene, after the imperial examination, Yun Liuguang High School's No. 1 student saw You Changqing surrounded and mocked by many families at the Qionglin banquet. He stepped forward to try to relieve him, but was called away by the emperor.

In the third scene, the behind-the-scenes man who framed King Rui was exposed and the capital was turbulent. You Changqing was exposed behind the scenes and was violently killed in his own small courtyard in the Royal Palace that night. The nursery rhyme left behind before his death became the key to Yun Liuguang and You Changfeng to find the black hand and find the secret of Qinggujian in the future.

These three scenes basically summed up You Changqing's life.

Qi Cong put down the paper and put himself in the position of You Changqing, trying to construct a specific character shape for this character who can only be regarded as a facial clue character for the whole plot.

"Qi Cong."

Qi Cong returned to his senses, covered the paper and turned his head.

Zhao Zhenxun walked over with his mobile phone and stretched it out in front of Qi Cong: "Look at this."

Zhao Zhenxun’s expression was a bit wrong, Qi Cong was puzzled, took the phone and looked at it, and saw that it was a news report. The content of the report... Is there any problems with Yanhuang products and after-sales confusion?

He was surprised and looked up at Zhao Zhenxun.

"The news broke in the early morning yesterday, Jiang Zhaoyan left this night, it should be to deal with this." Zhao Zhenxun took back the phone and clicked and passed it over again, "Look at this again."