TL: Hua
This kiss came suddenly and went straight into Qi Xiaoyu’s mouth, hooking his tongue and plundering recklessly.
Qi Xiaoyu only had time to grunt before all the sounds were blocked by Xun Qian.
The autumn wind blew through the broad, dark green leaves of the magnolia tree, dappling the shadows of the tree on both of them and causing them to sway.
It wasn’t until Qi Xiaoyu’s entire body went limp that Xun Qian turned this fierce kiss into a deep and lingering lick.
He pressed against Qi Xiaoyu, kissing and asking, “Why didn’t you tell me in person if you like me?”
Qi Xiaoyu suppressed his low, panting breath. “Have you told me?”
Xun Qian immediately nuzzled Qi Xiaoyu’s earlobe and whispered, “Baby, I like you.”
Qi Xiaoyu snorted.
Xun Qian lingered close to his earlobe and asked, “Where did the divorce paper come from?”
Qi Xiaoyu squinted like a cat. “Mao Chi gave it to me. I didn’t want to sign it.”
He turned his head and nipped at Xun Qian’s lips gently, “I only signed it because you brought it to me.”
Xun Qian’s eyes darkened. He took a step back slightly, passed his hands through Qi Xiaoyu’s armpits, and bit Qi Xiaoyu’s lips from bottom to top.
The air was filled with the smell of hormones.
Qi Xiaoyu’s home clothes were unbuttoned to the third button.
He put his hands against his chest and panted slightly, “Not here.”
While kissing, Xun Qian asked vaguely in a low and hoarse voice, “Where then?”
“Go back to the room.”
Xun Qian lowered his eyes and looked at Qi Xiaoyu’s reddened face in the night, deliberately rubbing against him, “Can you bear it?”
Qi Xiaoyu grunted like a frightened little animal, “What if someone…”
“Impossible,” Xun Qian moved a little, couldn’t wait to interrupt him, and kissed another place, “They know we’re here. No one would be so tactless.”
****
The servants were very sensible. Not only did they not come out, but they all went back to their rooms to sleep early.
The villa was quiet.
The dining room had been cleaned up, and the lights were turned off.
There was no one in the living room.
Only the lights from the yard to the foyer and then to the stairs were on, as if they were specially reserved for them to send them back to their rooms.
They lit the fire all the way from the yard to Xun Qian’s bedroom.
There was a black dog in the courtyard, with big round eyes, quietly watching them from behind the steps, but no one noticed.
It wanted to sneak in, but was blocked by Xun Qian when he pushed the door with his leg.
Awooo~
****
The noise in the bedroom on the third floor continued until midnight.
It was the first time for both of them, but it was precisely because it was the first time after confession that their love was so strong, like a dry wood on a blazing fire, and no amount of times would be enough.
In addition, Xun Qian’s legs were healed, and he seemed to want to make up for the last time he pretended to be sick and failed. He pressed Qi Xiaoyu down and tried several different positions.
In the end, after three or four times, Qi Xiaoyu was so tired that he didn’t want to move a finger. He could only emit a powerless refusal from his throat, which sounded so coquettish in Xun Qian’s ear, “No more.”
Xun Qian was slightly suspended on Qi Xiaoyu, with his hands pressing Qi Xiaoyu’s hands, and his hair fell on Qi Xiaoyu’s cheek.
He rubbed Qi Xiaoyu’s nose affectionately, “Then I’ll carry you to clean up.”
Qi Xiaoyu wanted to refuse. He just wanted to sleep now, but he could feel that Xun Qian’s energy was not exhausted. He didn’t want to go to the bathroom for another round.
Xun Qian smiled and coaxed him softly, “I won’t do anything, just take a shower. You will get sick.”
Qi Xiaoyu snorted from his nose.
He really didn’t expect this from Xun Qian, who used to be sick and lazy all day long. He’s quite capable after his legs are healed.
Xun Qian said that he wouldn’t do it again, but he brought over a box from the bedside table.
Qi Xiaoyu’s red eyes and tilted neck really made him lose control.
When they got to the bathroom, the misty air surrounded Qi Xiaoyu, making his skin moist and silky. Xun Qian really broke his promise, holding Qi Xiaoyu in the bathtub and having another passionate comeback.
This time Qi Xiaoyu didn’t even struggle. He only cried for a while when he couldn’t bear it anymore and then fell asleep.
In a daze, he could vaguely feel Xun Qian carrying him out, drying his body, blowing his hair, and tucking him into the bed. As soon as the silky and warm quilt hugged him, he fell into a deep sleep.
Xun Qian was still awake. He wiped Qi Xiaoyu clean and tucked the corners of the quilt for him, then took a cigarette and walked to the balcony.
Recently, his lung disease has improved a lot. He strictly follows the doctor’s advice and dares not smoke recklessly. But at this time, he especially wanted to smell the nicotine to calm the little joy in his heart.
There was a hazy moonlight outside, casting a golden light in the courtyard.
The parasol swayed gently in the evening breeze, and the osmanthus sent a faint fragrance. Everything was in the most appropriate state.
There was also a dog barking downstairs.
Xun Qian put on a loose nightgown. Hearing the sound, he leaned lazily on the railing and looked down.
Outside the window, on the lawn, there was a black dog all by himself.
White-browed Hero looked up at his master for a while, then whined to the sky in grievance.
Xun Qian smiled but did not move.
White-browed Hero barked again.
Then he barked again and again, more and more confidently.
Xun Qian turned back and glanced at the bed quickly, pointing downstairs, “If you bark again, I’ll beat you.”
White-browed Hero seemed to understand, and his voice weakened with a low whine.
Xun Qian went downstairs to open the door for him, and as soon as he opened a crack, White-browed Hero twisted his fat body and quickly got in.
When Xun Qian closed the door again, White-browed Hero had already run into the dining room.
But his food bowl was empty.
He circled around the bowl, scratching the bowl with his front paws, and barked at Xun Qian.
Xun Qian walked over slowly.
When White-browed Hero saw him coming, he became timid again and backed away, retreating to under the dining table, watching Xun Qian’s movements alertly.
Xun Qian was in a good mood tonight and was too lazy to bother with this stupid dog. He poured a full bowl of dog food, watched him wolf it down, and gently hit him on the head before walking back in his slippers.
White-browed Hero cried out softly to show his protest against being hit on the head, then followed Xun Qian upstairs and went back to the room. Compared with his doghouse downstairs, it was more comfortable to sleep on the carpet in Xun Qian’s bedroom. He wanted to go back there even at the risk of being hit on the head by his master!
****
Qi Xiaoyu slept until noon the next day. He was too tired last night and forgot to set the alarm clock. Xun Qian also pulled the curtains tightly, blocking out light.
As soon as he woke up, he rubbed his eyes and was about to get up with his hands propped up on the bed. He slept soundly and was aware that it’s getting late.
Before he could grab his phone, Xun Qian woke up, hugged him back by the waist, and handed him a cup of hot water. “I called Wang Mingge. He told you to have a good rest and go later.”
Qi Xiaoyu gulped down half of the cup, then turned his eyes and asked with a smile, “What nonsense did you tell him? Let me have a good rest?”
Xun Qian’s fingers gently traced the scar of the stitches on Qi Xiaoyu’s shoulder. It was the scar left after the previous fall from the horse and the surgery. Although the people involved in that incident are now completely away from their lives, Xun Qian still felt distressed when he saw it: “I told him that your throat is uncomfortable and you need to recuperate a bit.”
Qi Xiaoyu kicked Xun Qian. His throat was not uncomfortable, but it did sound a little hoarse.
Xun Qian could actually use this as an excuse. Doesn’t he know who caused it?
He put the cup down, put on his pajamas, and got out of bed.
He noticed Xun Qian’s actions. Last night, Xun Qian kissed the scar on his shoulder repeatedly several times, as if he wanted to kiss the scar away.
He thought the scar was nothing, the surgery was not painful, and there were no after-effects. Moreover, he used scar removal ointment at the time, so the tract left was very faint, almost invisible without careful examination. He didn’t want Xun Qian to blame himself or worry about it again.
He buttoned up his pajamas, and just as he touched the ground, his legs softened.
Xun Qian quickly hugged his waist from behind to prevent him from falling. “Wang Mingge is right, you need to rest well.”
While rubbing Qi Xiaoyu’s waist, he rubbed Qi Xiaoyu’s neck affectionately with his chin, “He is a good person, saying that you can rest anytime you want. You sleep some more. I will ask Mama Li to bring lunch later.”
Xun Qian personally called Wang Mingge this morning to ask for leave for Qi Xiaoyu and promised to give away 50 million investment for free.
The post-production of science fiction films is particularly capital-intensive, and special effects are a bottomless pit; no amount of funds is ever enough.
Xun Qian’s casual request for leave is worth 50 million yuan. Wang Mingge’s current mood was that he hoped Qi Xiaoyu would take more leave in the future. He would have no problem with thirty leaves a month.
Although Xun Qian said so, Qi Xiaoyu still didn’t feel at ease, afraid that an emergency would come up.
He leaned on Xun Qian’s arms and flipped through the messages on his phone.
Although he replied to many messages last night, there were still a lot of unread messages. The WeChat corner mark no longer showed numbers but a string of ellipses, and the message list was also a row of red.
He typed in the words “Four Dimensional Space” and then flipped through the group chats and contacts related to the crew and read them.
Xun Qian rested on Qi Xiaoyu’s shoulder and glanced at his phone from time to time. Everything was normal before, all work-related, until Chu He’s message popped up, asking Qi Xiaoyu if he had a cold and sore throat and asking him to have a good rest.
Xun Qian squinted his eyes and carefully watched the direction of Qi Xiaoyu’s fingers.
Qi Xiaoyu replied with a thank you and moved on to the next one.
Xun Qian was relieved.
After Qi Xiaoyu finished reading the messages, Xun Qian asked Mama Li to bring lunch. White-browed Hero followed the lunch, no, Mama Li, upstairs.
He woke up hungry in the morning and wanted to go out without waiting for Qi Xiaoyu to wake up. While Xun Qian got up to ask for leave from Wang Mingge, he immediately scratched the door and asked someone to let him out.
Now he came up with a toy ball in his mouth and acted spoiled around Qi Xiaoyu.
They had lunch on the bed with a small table while playing with the dog. Today was a day of change, with wind and rain outside, but the room was warm and cozy.
No amount of time like this is too much, and it always goes by extraordinarily fast.
Qi Xiaoyu looked at the time and could not delay any longer. He endured the pain in his waist and legs and was determined to leave Xun Qian, the wicked solace, to go to the crew.
****
The climate in autumn is changeable.
Yesterday it was still sunny, but today it started to drizzle.
The driver parked the car at the door and waited. Butler Cheng brought an umbrella while Mama Li brought out rock sugar and snow pear water.
Xun Qian held an umbrella and sent him to the door, while also telling him that he would come to pick him up after the filming finished 20 days later.
White-browed Hero sat obediently at Xun Qian’s feet and stuck out his tongue to see Qi Xiaoyu out.
Qi Xiaoyu sat in the car waving his hand. The feeling of being surrounded by warmth was like when he briefly went out to sing opera at other theater troupes in his teens and said goodbye to his fellow troupes apprentices. He knew that he was only going out for a while and that someone at home was waiting for him and missing him.
When he returned to the crew, the next 20 days of filming were smoother than before.
First, there was no shortage of money, and second, there was no shortage of resources. Whatever the crew needed, someone would immediately arrange it and deliver it to the door. Even the lunch boxes of the entire crew were upgraded to a higher level, with four dishes and one soup every day, including meat and eggs.
The entire crew truly felt the power of capital, each one brimming with envy every day. They wished they could post twenty Weibo posts a day marveling at the crew’s generosity and the immortal love between Xun Qian and Qi Xiaoyu, even though they had never even met Xun Qian himself.
Twenty days later, “Four-Dimensional Space” was successfully completed.
Xun Qian came to pick him up as promised.
This time, Xun Qian was much more high-profile than before. He changed into a luxurious handmade suit with diamonds on the cuffs and a double-letter logo on the belt. The exposed watch was a starry dial with a value of over seven digits. He stood at the entrance of the crew, with a luxury car parked beside him. His hair was combed back with hair wax, revealing all his delicate and flawless facial features. He looked more elite, more CEO, and more abstinent than usual.
As soon as he appeared there, people from all directions took out their mobile phones to take pictures of him.
There were also people who wanted to go up and strike up a conversation. After all, Xun Qian had recently made a great reversal in his reputation. He had changed from a terrifying demon who never showed his face to a man who doted on his wife. So some people have wild ideas and want to try it out, get close, and hook up.
But before such people could get within a hundred meters of Xun Qian, they were scared away by his cold aura.
Qi Xiaoyu is taking the time to personally bid farewell to each crew member, while the crew members, in turn, are expressing their farewells to him.
After Wang Mingge finished speaking, Chu He followed behind him.
Chu He was probably the only person whose attitude towards him didn’t change because he announced his relationship with Xun Qian.
He held a notebook in his hand, which seemed to be a farewell gift for Qi Xiaoyu.
Seeing him handing over the notebook, Xun Qian immediately stepped forward and waved to Qi Xiaoyu first.
Qi Xiaoyu smiled. He knew what Xun Qian was thinking. After taking the script, he waved to Chu He and asked Momo to arrange his luggage.
Xun Qian took the person away in a high-profile manner, not caring whether Weibo would crash again today, even though it was almost 7 pm after the filming was over.
***
Xun Qian did not bring a driver today, nor did he drive the usual Maybach. He changed to a newly launched supercar, lightning red, with up-and-down lift doors, which he drove here himself.
In front of his imaginary rival, he stepped on the accelerator to show the best momentum that a supercar could perform.
Qi Xiaoyu just wanted to laugh.
After laughing, the two of them chatted for a while about what happened on the set, and then Xun Qian asked him about his next plans.
Not long after “The Evil” was released, “The Turmoil in Mangchuan” was also released. As expected, “The Turmoil in Mangchuan” started low and ended high. With low cost and high income, it helped Qi Xiaoyu make a lot of money and also brought Qi Xiaoyu a higher reputation and better word of mouth.
Although Star Entertainment was just a small company when he bought it, now that it wasn’t poorly funded and also had Qi Xiaoyu as a gold standard, the resources for its artists were climbing by the day.
Qi Xiaoyu had asked Yu Xiaosheng to recruit several newcomers from “The Turmoil in Mangchuan.” Nowadays, the company value has increased significantly, and the artist resources have been reorganized. Those who used to waste resources and failed to become popular while Ding Ge was still the CEO had their contracts terminated. And new talents have been recruited to fill their places. The company has many new seedlings that have the potential to become popular.
His career and company are thriving.
Qi Xiaoyu propped up his head and thought for a while, “The variety show that I filmed with Jiang Sicheng and others last year has a third season. The program group sent me an invitation. I think I should go and treat it as a vacation.”
Xun Qian glanced at him.
Qi Xiaoyu smiled, knowing what Xun Qian was thinking. He and Xun Qian had never gone on vacation together. “When the time comes, why don’t you come see me as a special guest, just like last time? Maybe I can talk to the program group and spend more time with you than last time.”
Xun Qian nodded, looking a little appeased.
Qi Xiaoyu smiled and continued, “Apart from this, there is no special arrangement. I want to make another movie.”
Xun Qian showed an interested expression, “What kind of movie?”
“It’s about Peking Opera, telling the story of a troupe.”
“Give me a chance to invest?”
Qi Xiaoyu looked at the busy front, “Are you sure? Peking Opera is not very popular, and this story is also very ordinary. I’m afraid that Boss Xun will lose money.”
Xun Qian smiled, “Really? Then I will think about it carefully. If I lose money, how should I pay off the debt?”
Qi Xiaoyu said generously, “Use White-browed Hero to pay off the debt.”
“He eats so much; won’t I lose more and more?”
As the two talked and laughed, Qi Xiaoyu didn’t want to recall the past. Many shadows of the past flashed through his mind, including his master, his senior sister, the stage water sleeves1This costume, and those elegant but precarious times.
This was the idea that Qi Xiaoyu had in his mind when filming “Four-Dimensional Space,” to record the story of the Red Moon Troupe and that era.
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