under the rose

Chapter 27

In the off-season of tourism, there are not many people in the small town. There are not many people on the usual crowded antique streets. The lights of the ancient villages built on the hillside are gradually lit up, like stars scattered among the mountains.There is a bar on the hillside, and there are only two or three ordinary customers in it, and the bar on one side is surrounded by cameras, lighting boards, etc.

Fu Xingyun had just finished filming a scene of working at the bar, shaking the shaker so much that his hands were sore.For this scene, Fu Xingyun studied bartending with the bartender for a week. Although he is not proficient, it is quite similar.He leaned over and watched the replay on the monitor with Wen Shichuan, and if it passed, tonight's scene was completed.

There is a regular shuttle bus from the ancient town back to their rented house. Because of the off-season, it only runs every hour, so I am not in a hurry to go back.The staff neatly and methodically put away the photographic equipment, Wen Shichuan smoked on the terrace, Fu Xingyun watched him go out, leaned over the wooden bar in a daze.

The bartender who taught him for a week was named Xing Xing. He was a small boy, very clever. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly realized: "Ah, you are that one."

Fu Xingyun was very tired, and he continued weakly: "The actor in the TV series, Fu Xingyun."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xing Xing continuously reported the names of several TV series Fu Xingyun had filmed, "Oh, why are they different from the ones I watched on TV? I haven't recognized them these days."

It's really not the same.

Usually when filming TV dramas, I always wear heavy makeup, my face is pale and white, plus a dozen thick beauty filters, how can I be the same as when I was without makeup.Yes, Wen Shichuan asked him to show up without makeup, and Fu Xingyun gave himself a lot of psychological construction when the filming started a few days ago.

He lay on his stomach and yawned, tears welling from the corners of his eyes, squinting at the stars, and said, "It's uglier than on TV, isn't it?"

Xingxing blushed inexplicably when he saw it, and quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, real people look good."

Fu Xingyun smiled, and before he could speak, Xing Xing moved closer and asked in a low voice: "Hey, can I ask you a question? If you don't want to answer it, just pretend I haven't asked it."

"Quickly ask." Fu Xingyun said.

"It's you." Xingxing stammered and asked, "You and your manager, isn't that the one?"

Xing Xing raised his thumbs up with both hands, and the two thumbs hooked up and touched their heads, his face was so red that it was about to shine.Fu Xingyun could tell right away that this little boy didn't ask for the purpose of gossip and entertainment, he became interested and teased him: "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

"Probably not," Xing Xing muttered, "otherwise your director will be jealous!"

Fu Xingyun laughed: "Why is he jealous?"

Xing Xing was also lying on the bar, face to face with him, his side face was squished, his mouth was pouted, and he whispered stupidly: "He comes every day, just looking at you."

Fu Xingyun said: "He came to supervise the work."

When Fu Xingyun came to learn bartending for a week, he learned at the bar every day. Wen Shichuan came with him and sat at a table not far from the bar.Sometimes drinking a glass of wine, sometimes taking the computer to watch the filmed clips, and sometimes reading a book, Fu Xingyun secretly scolded him for pretending to read a book in a bar, and he was not afraid of losing his eyesight.

Fu Xingyun learns every day, and Wen Shichuan comes every day.

Just like before when they first met but were not together, Fu Xingyun was working in a bar and he came to buy drinks.

Wen Shichuan finished smoking a cigarette, opened the door and came in from the balcony, Xing Xing saw him out of the corner of his eye, felt guilty for some reason, and quickly bounced away from Fu Xingyun, only then did Fu Xingyun realize that they left just now As if they were really close, Wen Shichuan looked at them, and looked away as if he didn't care.

Fu Xingyun stood up straight, turned around and picked a few bottles of wine from the wine cabinet inside the bar, and poured them into the shaker without hesitation—Wen Shichuan paid for the bar.

Xing Xing watched from the side, and whispered: "Take it easy, this wine is very strong, hey, this is too, don't add so much."

Fu Xingyun ignored him, and poured more energy, and finally mixed a glass of light blue wine, a big glass, and Fu Xingyun clumsily squeezed a circle of cream on it, which looked quite similar.Fu Xingyun put the wine on the coaster, pushed it towards Wen Shichuan, and said loudly, "Director Wen, try the wine I made."

The crew members were still there, sitting around in twos and threes. Wen Shichuan came over, looked at the glass of wine, and asked, "What is this?"

Fu Xingyun smiled sweetly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Try it first."

Wen Shichuan picked up the glass of wine suspiciously and took the first sip.The cream around the top is sweet and sticky, as if it wants to stick the mouth together, but the light blue wine below is extremely strong and choking, and the throat is about to burn, Wen Shichuan was choked, covered Shut up and cough.

Fu Xingyun curled his lips and looked at him leisurely.

Wen Shichuan raised his hand to wipe off the wine stains on his mouth, and glanced at Fu Xingyun, as if he was angry, his brows were frowned, and his face was expressionless.Fu Xingyun felt a little guilty after seeing him, but he still pretended to look at him calmly and blinked.Wen Shichuan stared at him, raised his hand and drank it to the end.

Fu Xingyun was about to speak when Wen Shichuan turned his head and said to everyone, "It's time to go."

Along the way, Wen Shichuan felt a little drunk, and the faint smell of alcohol was evaporated by his body temperature. Fu Xingyun, who was sitting next to him, smelled the smell of alcohol all the way, and felt a little drunk.He turned his head frequently to look at Wen Shichuan, for fear that Wen Shichuan was really drunk, but Wen Shichuan just looked out of the window, with a little redness at the base of his ears.

Wen Shichuan didn't show any drunkenness until he went back, and Fu Xingyun didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.

Everyone bid farewell one by one and returned to their own rooms. The rooms of Wen Shichuan and Fu Xingyun were the penultimate and second rooms at the end of the corridor respectively. They were the only two left in the narrow and dark corridor. The sound of footsteps overlapped , very quiet.

Fu Xingyun walked behind, and suddenly said: "Today's wine was taught to me by Xing Xing two days ago, do you know what it is called?"

Wen Shichuan walked in front without saying a word. He was tall and tall, and the entire corridor seemed to be occupied by him.The less he spoke, the more Fu Xingyun talked: "It's called 'kou*'."

Wen Shichuan just paused, and Fu Xingyun continued: "Is it delicious? Do you know why it is called this name?"

Wen Shichuan turned around suddenly, and pressed Fu Xingyun against the wall of the corridor with a "bang". Shi Chuan's face was flushed, and his eyes were a little foggy, but his eyes were bright, as if they were on fire.

"What are you doing?" Fu Xingyun said in a panic.

"Shut up." Wen Shichuan pressed on him and said.

Fu Xingyun looked left and right at the deserted corridor, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Wen Shichuan turned his face, lowered his head and blocked Fu Xingyun's mouth with his mouth.Fu Xingyun tasted the wine he had mixed. The wine was really too strong, and he was also in a state of drunkenness. He was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up.

A fire started to burn from the bottom of his feet, Wen Shichuan squeezed him against the wall, rubbing his waist constantly, Fu Xingyun kept rubbing his back against the wall behind him.

When the two lips parted, both of their faces were flushed.

"Shut up." Wen Shichuan repeated in a low voice, pressing his lips against the tip of his nose.

Fu Xingyun muttered, "I didn't say anything."

Wen Shichuan opened his mouth to bite the tip of his nose, but he turned his head to avoid it.Wen Shichuan said, "Why are you so annoying?"

Fu Xingyun wanted to push him, but he didn't: "Shut up."

"Why do you always mess with me?" Wen Shichuan said, "Do you have to make me look at you? Didn't you say it yourself? We have already broken up."

Fu Xingyun's back was pressed against the wall tightly, and he kept panting: "I didn't. You, you provoked me first. Why did you come to my house when I was sick? Why did you agree to everything I begged you for?" ? Do you have to ask me to shoot the movie? You messed with me first—”

Wen Shichuan propped himself up against the wall and got up from him, saying, "It's just a little effort."

After leaving these six words, he turned and left. It was not until he returned to his room and closed the door that Fu Xingyun let out a long breath and squatted down along the wall.

"It's just a hands-on effort."

This is what Fu Xingyun said when they met in the film and television city when he rescued him.

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