Chapter 69: Why does the Bird Go Missing? (2)
Chapter 69: Why does the Bird Go Missing? (2)
He Bai: I don’t want to hear your voice for the time being.
Di Qiuhe: I miss you.
He Bai: "…"
He Bai: Mind your language, or I’ll add you to my blacklist again.
Di Qiuhe didn’t reply his message in a long while.
Di Qiuhe: Where are you? What are you doing?
The conversation eventually went on the right track, with which He Bai was satisfied a little, so he kept typing: I’m on a bus and ready to do my shooting homework. How’s it going at work these days?
Di Qiuhe: Fine. To be honest, it’s a bit tiring, and my face was almost scarred.
He Bai was shocked, and a feeling of pity emerged in his heart. Aware that Di Qiuhe was kind of acting pitiable, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. Less grim-faced, he returned the message: Be careful you don’t hurt yourself when acting your role, and remember to dine on time and have a good rest. Also, don’t bother to send me anything again. Given free time, you might as well spend it in sleeping. In addition to the hot and humid climate on the border, I hear that it’s quite tiring to act in an action movie, so you must take care of yourself, in case you get sick.
Di Qiuhe: It’s very kind of you, Little Puppy.
The line—"Let me scoop you up and cuddle you with a warm kiss"—crossed He Bai’s mind again, which raised gooseflesh on his skin. He quickly typed: Why are you speaking such sappy words? Please behave in a normal way!
Di Qiuhe: … hm.
Did his text upset him?
He Bai awkwardly moved his bottom, did some thinking and tried to soothe Di Qiuhe serious-faced: You are indeed a nice friend except that you lied to me. Well, just this once. You’re forgiven. When you go back to B city, I’ll treat you to a dinner.
Di Qiuhe: I would like you to cook steak for me. I can help wash the dishes!
This guy was really good at seeking favor.
He Bai rolled his eyes and made a perfunctory reply as if Di Qiuhe had been a little child: Okay. I cook steak, and you wash the dishes.
Di Qiuhe: You’re so sweet, Bai.
He Bai felt it difficult to continue the conversation and decided immediately to end the senseless chat, thus typing: I’m getting off the bus. Let’s drop it. Work hard and take a good rest every day. TTYL.
Di Qiuhe made no reply. Looking at the amusement park ahead, He Bai stowed his cell phone away into the pocket, got up and walked towards the door. No sooner did he erect the whiteboard than visitors who came to take pictures swarmed around him immediately and inquired when he usually came over.
"I come here whenever I’m free, not on a regular basis. So you don’t need to come specially waiting for me. After all, tickets for the amusement park are pretty expensive." He Bai handed out lollipops to these enthusiastic girls and answered them in a gentle way, "Maybe I will go to another amusement park next time. Anyway, I really appreciate your support
"God, how lovely he looks! What a handsome man! I made cookies for you, so please take my picture first. I’m your super fan!" The foregoer screamed excitedly, while she was too shy to get close to He Bai. Blushing scarlet, she jumped up and down emotionally.
"… Thanks ever so much for your love." Dumbfounded by her ‘lovely’ praise, He Bai felt quite warm.
When he started the practice, He Bai had completely not expected that he would have fans, to be exact, fans extraordinarily enthusiastic about his shooting. After getting a line on his location, not only did they wait for him every day but also they have created a topic ‘He’s daily photographs’ on WeiBo and refreshed it from time to time.
Fortunately, they were thoughtful enough to cause no disturbance when he was practicing and would leave obediently after getting a little benefits.
He Bai took a collective photo of these lovely fans and accepted several inexpensive gifts they brought. Soft-spoken to sending them away, he continued to practice photographing.
An hour passed before he realized it, and there was only a lollipop left. When he was ready to knock off, a slender strong hand holding an orange was stretched over from behind.
"Can I trade you my orange for your lollipop?"
The voice sounded familiar, so did the scene.
Amazed by that, He Bai turned around immediately to look at the person behind, letting out a cry of astonishment, "Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be in the set?"
Worn out by the journey, Di Qiuhe looked quite tired. He smiled at He Bai and raised his peaked hat habitually. Seeing He Bai’s eyes grew wide, Di Qiuhe fought down an impulse to embrace the guy and replied, "Although you have forgiven me, I think it necessary to make an apologize to you in person. Luckily, the director gave me one day off, so I bought a ticket and went back to see you."
He Bai stared at him, and for a moment he didn’t know what he ought to say.
His new drama play had begun shooting. No doubt that Di Qiuhe, the leading hero, must have run off his feet. It was quite rare for him to take a day off when he didn’t seize the opportunity to have a rest but chose to get back! Never had He Bai seen… seen such a bad and…stupid person. How stupid he was!
Seeing He Bai staring at himself without a word, Di Qiuhe thought he had yet to cool down, his smile fading. The guy bowed his head, took a cup out of his backpack and said, "Don’t be angry. I can drink three cups of alcohol as forfeit…"
The man who always got on his nerves suddenly became well-behaved and even kind of pitiable. He Bai was stuck for words…
"No drinking. It can damage your health." He Bai frowned, grabbing the cup from Di Qiuhe and throwing it into the trash can next to him. Then he bent down to put the whiteboard away, carried the camera and picked his backpack up, glaring at Di Qiuhe accusingly, "Have you had lunch?"
"Yes, I…"
"You won’t lie to me again, will you?"
Di Qiuhe gave up lying and replied honestly, "No, I haven’t."
It was past two o’clock in the afternoon, while Di Qiuhe didn’t have lunch yet. It was really… He Bai found the guy was always able to irritate him. Maybe they were ill-matched in horoscope!
"Tip your cap forward, and keep up with me!" He Bai couldn’t help giving Di Qiuhe a glare, and turned around to go outside. Taking a few steps forwards, he found that Di Qiuhe was lagging behind, which made him seething with rage. Considering that he was an actor, He Bai tried hard to restrain himself from giving Di Qiuhe a scolding. He walked back, pulled his arm and berated him in a low voice while dragging him down the street, "Why you stand still? Wouldn’t you like a meal?"
Diu Qiuhe felt as though his arm went limp when He Bai touched it. Catching a glimpse of the dimple on He Bai’s face, which was faintly discernible while he was speaking, as well as his sparkling eyes, Di Qiuhe was eager for a touch of them but soon restrained himself and replied honestly, "I see a bathroom over there, and I want to…"
He Bai halted hurriedly.
Di Qiuhe bumped against He Bai, his chest rubbing against He Bai’s back. Despite several pieces of clothing, Di Qiuhe felt his heart was beating much faster. He took a firm grip of He Bai’s shoulder as if he had knocked him down, and asked nervously, "Does your back hurt? If you are in a rush, I can take care of that later."
"Shut it!" He Bai freed himself from Di Qiuhe’s hand, turned around and grabbed his arm again. While stepping back, he ground his teeth and said, "Don’t be silly. How could you delay the call of nature? It’s bad for your health. Go pee now, and then I take you to dinner. "