After The Line of Life and Death was released, because the ending of Ye Sheng was too miserable, netizens subconsciously stopped forwarding the koi. However, with this happened, the activity again got carried on vigorously on Weibo.
When filming, Yu Qinghuan opened Weibo at random. Seeing himself again in the hot topic, he quitted the APP helplessly and sent a message to Huo Qu.
During this period of time, because the two were separated and each was busy with his own affairs, it was very inconvenient to make a phone call, so their contact was basically through text messages.
Every night before going to bed, Yu Qinghuan would send a message to Huo Qu, telling him what had happened all day and urging him to go to bed early.
He happened to find out a few days ago that every night, Huo Qu would not sleep until he received the message from Qinghuan. Therefore, even if Yu Qinghuan was busy filming, he would take time to contact Huo Qu before 9 o'clock to prevent him from waiting like a little fool.
Huo Qu would reply Qinghuan's message in seconds, his joy would reveal between the lines, chattering without stop with Yu Qinghuan. If Yu Qinghuan hadn't finally hardened his heart and urged him, Huo Qu wouldn't go to bed.
Yu Qinghuan had another filming next, so he still needed to wait outside the filming site. He read the messages Huo Qu sent to himself these days from beginning to end and finally understood Huo Qu's mood when he lost his mobile phone.
The time when the messages between them had gone, he was not as sad as Huo Qu, although he had regrets.
However, he finally realized the significance of these short messages when he was really separated from Huo Qu and could only relieve his missing by reading the messages he sent over and over again every day.
After carefully backing up all the messages, Yu Qinghuan put down his mobile phone.
"You are really..." Yu Xin sighed and thought for a moment. Before he sat down, he stretched out his hand to hold Qinghuan's arm and charged, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."
Yu Qinghuan nodded, took a deep breath and sat on the driver's seat with his eyes closed.
After his paycheck rose, Yu Xin changed his car smoothly. Now he was driving a brand new Mercedes instead of that second-hand Audi.
Clearly, the seat was comfortable and ergonomic, but Yu Qinghuan felt on pins and needles. His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his face gradually turned pale. Even his forehead was beaded with sweat.
"Qinghuan," shouted Yu Xin at him uneasily.
Yu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and did not answer.
Yu Xin whirled around in a rash, but he did not dare to stretch out his hand rashly to drag Qinghuan out. He could only stand aside, worrying but unable to do anything.
Yu Qinghuan managed to overcome his psychological barrier. For the first time through his two lives, he was sitting in the driver's seat. He wanted to stay longer but really couldn't hold on. At that moment, every second became very difficult. His breathing was rapid and he could hardly breathe.
The next morning, there was no Yu Qinghuan's part. For the first time, he did not wait outside the filming site but followed Yu Xin to the parking lot.
"Can you do it?" Before getting on the car, Yu Xin looked at Qinghuan with a worried face. "Qinghuan, you don't need to force yourself to do this actually. Anyway, you are my only celebrity, so I'm sure I'll be on call. It's okay to have Huo Qu included in my passenger list."
"It's okay," Yu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and opened the door on the side of the driver's seat. His expression was relatively calm. "Just driving a car. Of course I can do it. Don't be worry, ge."
"Fine, fine, I know." Yu Xin finally didn't restrain himself, stretched out his hand and abruptly pulled Qinghuan out, patting him on the back to comfort, "you're not in the car anymore, Qinghuan, don't be afraid."
Yu Qinghuan leaned against Yu Xin, with his body shaking incessantly. No matter what Yu Xin said, he did not recover from it.
Yu Xin was afraid that something might go wrong if he went on like this, but he didn't know what to do. After a moment's hesitation, he took out the phone to call Huo Qu.
Fortunately, Huo Qu answered the phone very soon.
"Huo Qu, come on, talk to Qinghuan," Yu Xin turned the phone into the hands-free mode and shouted to the microphone, "Qinghuan wants to hear your voice."
Huo Qu didn't notice anything strange. When he heard this, he smiled shyly and said to the speaker, "Qinghuan, do you miss me? I miss you, too. But there are still two days before Saturday."
Huo Qu's voice finally called back a trace of Yu Qinghuan's sanity. He gasped for breath and tried to make his voice sound calm. "Hmm, I miss you."
In an instant, Huo Qu recognized something was wrong. He suddenly stood up and asked eagerly, "Qinghuan, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I...I'm fine." Yu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and forced himself to sound calm, "Just finished filming and was a little tired."
"I see..." Huo Qu lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice.
Yu Qinghuan barely supported himself to say these two sentences, then, he could not open his mouth anymore. He made a gesture at Yu Xin and his whole body collapsed on him. Yu Xin looked at him and quickly took the phone, explaining to Huo Qu for a long time before letting the other party hang up.
"Don't hang in there yourself. Your situation is very serious." Yu Xin helped him back to the hotel , saying while frowning, "If you really want to learn how to drive, go to a shrink first."
At that moment, Yu Qinghuan had recovered a lot. He nodded, lowering his eyes, "I know."
Yu Qinghuan certainly couldn't go to lunch giving his situation. After Yu Xin arranged him properly, he went downstairs to get him some take-out.
After Yu Xin left for a while, there was a quick knock at the door. Yu Qinghuan thought Yu Xin had forgotten to bring his room card. He walked over and opened the door with difficulty. Unexpectedly, he froze. The person standing outside turned out to be Huo Qu.
"You... what are you doing here?"
"Qinghuan, are you sick?" instead of answering him, Huo Qu asked, reaching out to feel Qinghuan's forehead.
Yu Qinghuan wanted to say 'no', but fearing his denial would make Huo Qu more worried, so he could only nod while saying, "Well, a bit, but it doesn't matter."
After a pause, he asked Huo Qu again, "What are you doing here? Is everything okay in the institute?"
Huo Qu shook his head, "I felt you are ill, so I came. It doesn't matter, it's lunch time."
His explanation was intermittent, but Yu Qinghuan understood immediately. He leaned against Huo Qu and supported himself with Huo Qu's strength. His eyes were burning. "Huo Qu, why are you so good to me?"
Huo Qu froze, blushing and whispering with that little dimple revealing on his face, "Because I like you." Click the external link to read next chapter :D