Smoke Rises from the Depths of the Mountain

Three years after Qixing, the war was over. Behind the team that was sent back to Qinzhou, there were two people not far away. A tall man was pushing a wheelbarrow, with two sets of bedding rolled up and piles of pots, bowls and sundries on the wheelbarrow. There was a thin young man sitting next to him, with one leg slightly curled up. The people walking in front would look back from time to time, then turn back and whisper in low voices. "Liu Shichang... Really want to take that man back to his hometown?" The person next to him curled his lips: "What's the point of Liu Shichang? He was already punished because of his affair with that man!" "Speaking of this, I don't know what he wants?" The man just now said again, "Not to mention the good future is lost, now it is difficult for that man to leave, and he is still carrying him like a treasure." Someone winked and started to say something dirty: "Tsk, why do you think Song Zhu is so white and tender?" Several men burst into laughter. More people turned their heads, their eyes drifting back, which meant anything. When those eyes fell on him, Song Zhu's head, which was originally lowered, was buried even lower. The hand hanging on one side clasped the ankle of his right leg time and time again. The car suddenly stopped. Liu Qingfeng bent down and handed the bamboo tube to Song Zhu. His voice was as soft as coaxing a child: "Ajun, come and have a drink of water." Song Zhu didn't move. After a long while, he raised his already red eyes, with tears in them that were about to fall. "Should I... Should not burden you anymore..." "No burden." Liu Qingfeng knelt down, looked up at him, and spoke firmly. "Don't worry, when we get to the place, I will take you into the mountains, and there will no longer be these gossips and looks." He stretched out his hand to hold Song Zhu's side and squeezed it twice. "From now on, it's just the two of us, living a good life, okay?" A teardrop fell down and fell on the back of Liu Qingfeng's hand. Song Zhu hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, but he wiped more and more. After a long while, he responded with a nasal voice. "... Okay." Only then did Liu Qingfeng smile. He reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes for him. His fingertips were rough but his movements were gentle. "Good boy." With the pre-release of "Two-Way Strategy", you will get a cookie from the entertainment industry with the following copy: Zhou Chang, recognized as a hormone bomb in the entertainment industry, is full of tension in every gesture. Rumor has it that he has a lot of fun with men and women, and he never has an empty window. Shen Yan, who has been in the industry for three years, has been filming one movie after another, but his emotional experience is completely blank. It's not that no one is chasing him, it's that he knew his sexual orientation early on, but he has never met the person who dared him to take the first step. Until a coincidence, the two joined the same movie crew. --- Shen Yan was very bold, thinking that there are often "couples on the crew", "husbands on the crew"... Why not? It is said that drunkenness makes people cowardly. When he knocked on Zhou Chang's door for the first time, Shen Yan, who did not drink alcohol, poured himself a large glass first. Result—— I spent the middle of the night drunkenly in someone else's house. Learn from the pain. The second time he knocked on the door, Shen Yan learned his lesson. Wearing a refreshing white T-shirt and sports shorts, she stood at the door with a plain face. Her tone should be as natural as possible: "Teacher Zhou, I bumped my waist during filming this afternoon. Can you help me... Apply some medicinal wine?" The person inside the door looked at him for two seconds, then stepped aside: "Come in." The plan goes through! Shen Yan's heart beat like a hammer, but his face was as steady as an old dog's. However—— When Zhou Chang knelt down to apply medicine on him, the loose shorts showed a too clear outline as he moved. Shen Yan "accidentally" glanced at it, and his breathing immediately became turbulent. The next second, he jumped up from the sofa, made an excuse incoherently, and ran away. Once it is vigorous, it will weaken again, and finally it will be exhausted. Shen Yan... Is exhausted. After finishing work, he was lying on the sofa waiting to be fed when there was a knock on the door. "Finally we're here." Shen Yan mumbled as he stood up and opened the door, "If you don't come back, I'll starve to death——" "Click" sound. Standing outside the door was Zhou Chang, wrapped only in a bathrobe. The wet hair is still dripping with water, and the water droplets slide down the chin and into the collarbone. The straps of the bathrobe were loosely tied, and the collar was casually open, revealing a slightly red chest. "Teacher Shen." He looked up and said with just the right amount of annoyance in his voice, "The water heater in my room suddenly broke. Can I borrow it from your bathroom?" "Yes, yes." Shen Yan heard herself say this. His voice was tight, and his heartbeat was so fast that it almost broke his chest. The bathroom door closed and the sound of rushing water sounded. Shen Yan stood outside, completely confused. What should I do now? Memorize lines? Read the script? Play with your phone, or... Why don't you change clothes first? Before he could figure out the reason, the sound of water stopped. Zhou Chang came out wiping his hair. The bathrobe was even looser than before, and the collar was wide open. Water droplets rolled down along the collarbone and disappeared into the extremely perfunctory belt around the waist. Shen Yan only took a quick glance, and his ears started to burn. "Teacher Shen, your shower gel..." Zhou Chang seemed to be completely unaware, wiping his hair and walking towards him, his eyes filled with undissipated water vapor, "It smells so good." Shen Yan was so confused that her tongue was knotted again: "Yes, yes..." "Yes." Zhou Chang nodded and took a step closer without leaving any trace. The distance between the two was reduced to the point where breathing could be heard. "No wonder every time I get close to Teacher Shen, I feel... It smells good." Intention: Find a corner of peace and spend your life with someone