Translator: Guy Gone Bad

  Although Huo Qu declared that he had no problem finding his way home now, Yu Qinghuan was still worried, fearing Huo Qu would tell the driver not to come to pick him up tomorrow. Thus, Qinghuan called the driver at breakfast.

  “Don’t worry,” said the driver, “I’ll be there on time tomorrow. Professor Huo told me I’ll only need to take him to work. In fact, yesterday night, I followed him all the way after he off work.”

  Yu Qinghuan felt unexpectedly. What was the reason why Huo Qu do so?

  He hung up the phone, planning to ask Huo Qu.

  Huo Qu was struggling with a plate of green pepper and shredded pork. His tried to pick up the food with his chopsticks, but failed after he tried for a few times. His lips were tightly clamped and his eyes were getting impatiently. Hearing Qinghuan’s question, he simply put down the chopsticks and said honestly, “Because I can’t find the way to work.”

  Yu Qinghuan was surprised, “Isn’t the way to work the same as the way home?”

  Sometimes, he really couldn’t understand Huo Qu’s brain circuit. He pulled over a chair and sat down beside him, leaning his chin on his hands, “You should go to work the same way you go home.”

  Huo Qu shook his head and his expression was firm, even giving Yu Qinghuan an illusion that himself was wrong.

  “It’s different,” he said, “There’s no you at my office.”

  Putting down the chopsticks, he tried laboriously to explain to Yu Qinghuan, “Only the place has you is special to me.” He wanted to make Yu Qinghuan remember it.

  Thinking Huo Qu was only finding excuses, Yu Qinghuan still felt his heart beat fast. His face was reddish, his eyes were lowered and he dared to look at Huo Qu. With his eyelashes quivered, he muttered, “Did you drink honey? Why are you so sweet?”

  Huo Qu looked blankly at the food on the table, touched his lips, and gathered to Yu Qinghuan, saying honestly, “No.”

  He was so close to Qinghuan that the latter could even count his long and bushy eyelashes.

  At the beginning of his rebirth, Yu Qinghuan swore that he must have a good relationship in this life. But no one he met could not make him feel anything special at first, even the man was Huo Qu.

  However, after the days he spent with Huo Qu, his eyes could not be removed from the man’s face the more.

  Yu Qinghuan smiled and leaned over to kiss him.

  Professor Huo was so gorgeous.

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  “Yes, you did.”

  Huo Qu paused for a moment, then smiled. Yes, Qinghuan was right at anything.

  After Huo Qu left for work, Yu Qinghuan was also ready to start work.

  Yu Xin gave him a magazine cover, a top fashion resource, but he was going to cooperate with Zhao Qingyuan.

  Generally speaking, top celebs seldom worked together in magazine cover, but the friendship between Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan was well known and they both won the Best Actor award. Moreover, the fans enjoyed their interaction. Seeing the market, the magazine put forward this request.

  Their work started in a dry, cold and gloomy winter morning. Afraid his artist catching a cold, Yu Xin even carried an electric heat shawl for him.

  With Zhao Qingyuan’s sharp eyes, he saw the red plaid shawl at the first glance and put it on with curiosity. Long wires attaching to the shawl dragged on the ground, like a slender white tail behind him.

  “Watch yourself,” Yu Qinghuan glared at him. To satisfied Zhao Qingyuan’s curiosity, he helped him plug in the electricity. “Sit on the stool and don’t walk around. You’re a cool guy, remember?”

  “Cool? That thing has disappeared 800 years ago,” Zhao Qingyuan sat down beside him and waved his hand. “Well, it’s quite warm. Where did you get it? Give me one!”

  “Bro Xin bought it. You can take it if you want.”

  Since the photographer had encountered some difficulties and did not show up, they sat in the lounge and chatted. Zhao Qingyuan glanced at Yu Qinghuan secretly for several times, with an awkward expression on his face, his words got in the way.

  Yu Qinghuan wanted to pretend he did not see Qingyuan’s thoughts at first, but he was afraid that his friend would like to pour himself out. Finally, he couldn’t help but ask, “Tell me if you have something to say.”

  “Well……” Zhao Qingyuan deliberated for a few minutes, then said cautiously, “Qinghuan, you can come to my house this New Year.”

  Afraid of Yu Qinghuan’s refusal, he quickly went on to say, “My parents are not at home every Spring Festival. My family has several cousins about my age. They are all very easy to get along with. Let me introduce them to you.”

  After a pause, he added stiffly, “It’s too boring to spend time with them every year. If you can come, I’d be very happy.”

  Last year, he regretted letting Yu Qinghuan spend the New Year alone. After knowing each other for so long, he understood Yu Qinghuan thoroughly.

  The thing this person was most good at was to disguise himself on the surface. He kept a strong and independent image in front of others but left all his sadness in the heart.

  Qingyuan’s words could not help but remind Yu Qinghuan of last year’s New Year’s Eve. He, Zhao Rui and Ruirui stayed together to pass the day they were their most unwillingly to spend.

  Then, Huo Qu came.

  He gave Qinghuan the little pendant and said he wanted to spend the New Year with him forever.

  At that time, he didn’t understand. He only thought that Huo Qu cherished him as a friend. Now he could not even imagine how Huo Qu got through those days when the man never getting a response.

  “Qinghuan, Qinghuan?”

  Zhao Qingyuan’s confused voice interrupted his thoughts. Yu Qinghuan shook his head and smiled, “I’m going to Huo Qu’s for the New Year this year.”

  Huo Rong had already told him about this. This time, he did not refuse.

  He was still a little uneasy. Since he had decided to stay with Huo Qu, he must learn how to get along with the Huo family anyway.

  “Wow, hat off to you!” Zhao Qingyuan smiled and leaned over to hit Yu Qinghuan on the shoulder. “You must have been a great benefactor of their family in your last life, so they compensate a son to you in this life.”

  Zhao Qingyuan giggled at his own words.

  Yu Qinghuan froze, the dim figure of the man who had saved his life flashed by.

  He soon threw this shadow out of his mind. No matter what, that person had nothing to do with him now. He only hoped that the man could live well in his last life.

  After half an hour, the photographer arrived, sweating his forehead in cold winter.

  After a quick communication with the two men, he talked with the stylist and makeup artist for a while before letting them wear makeup.

  The photos were taken smoothly. Although Zhao Qingyuan was unreliable at times, his professional ability was well-recognized. Having practiced for two lives, Yu Qingyuan felt just like a fish in water when taking photos. So the two good friends were very expressive, each with his own style. The photos taken did not show any sense of discord.

  After the work, the photographer even praised them as the most worry-free stars he had ever worked with.

  It was morning when they came and when they returned, it was already dark.

  “Are you going home later?” Zhao Qingyuan asked Yu Qinghuan as he removed his makeup.

  “No, I’m going to the supermarket to buy some new year’s goods.” His lips moved and he added, “I need to prepare my luggage to take to Huo Qu’s home.”

  He was relatively well-off this year, so he bought gifts for the Huos early.

  Besides these, he also needed to buy some food. He only went to Huo Qu’s home for a new year’s eve meal, so it was necessary to store some meat and vegetables for the holiday.

  He didn’t ask Huo Qu to wait for him at home, but called ahead and asked the driver to send Huo Qu to the supermarket door to join him.

  Although Huo Qu could not help much, he hoped the man could participate in the preparations for the first new year after the two were together.

  Zhao Qingyuan clicked his tongue, “You are more and more like a wife.” He handed the electric heat shawl to his agent and said, “I haven’t been to a supermarket for a long time, I’d like to go with you.”

  Yu Qinghuan paused for a moment and then said, “OK, then you should cover yourself lest to be recognized.”

  “Don’t worry,” Zhao Qingyuan gestured at him, “I am better at this than you.”