The more Gu Jinmian thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
It wasn’t anything major, just a sense that there was a gooey mess separating him and Yin Moshu, unclear and opaque. This state of affairs was uncomfortable.
He really wanted to shake Yin Moshu awake and lay everything out in the open.
But the thought of Yin Moshu having to wake up at four in the morning made him abandon the idea.
Having already slept for three short intervals, he wasn’t as tired. Lying quietly for a while, he felt Yin Moshu’s presence after he had fallen asleep. Gently turning over, he looked at Yin Moshu.
Yin Moshu lay flat, and as the dim light outlined his facial features even more distinctly, Gu Jinmian used his eyes to trace the contours. From the forehead, passing the straight nose, gliding over the slightly closed thin lips, he paused for a moment before continuing down to the neck, reaching the prominent Adam’s apple, and pausing again for a few seconds before extending further.
Gu Jinmian’s heart softened as he gazed, and there was a hint of dryness in his mouth. He moved a bit closer.
Close enough to hear Yin Moshu’s breathing. In the stillness of the night, occasionally, the sound of cars passing by outside could be heard. His heartbeat gradually synchronized with Yin Moshu’s breath.
Gu Jinmian shifted closer to him, and Yin Moshu turned over, pulling him into his arms.
Gu Jinmian’s heart skipped a beat.
Yin Moshu kissed the top of his head.
He wasn’t sure if Yin Moshu was awake.
No sound, like a little nighttime secret.
Intimacy, compromise.
At four in the morning, Yin Moshu got up to prepare for the day. Coming out of the bathroom, Gu Jinmian sat on the bed in a daze.
“It’s four o’clock, go back to sleep.”
It took Gu Jinmian a while to react. “Want to see.”
After a while, Gu Jinmian climbed out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. Yin Moshu, with his long legs, stood in front of him and asked in a slightly dazed tone, “What are you going to see?”
“See you and Zhou Jun filming.”
It was the second time Yin Moshu heard Zhou Jun’s name from Gu Jinmian, and he raised an eyebrow.
Gu Jinmian, unaware of the issue, bypassed him to go to the bathroom. In less than ten minutes, he emerged, having taken a quick shower, washed his face, and brushed his teeth.
The early morning of late autumn was chilly, and the wind outside had a biting cold. Yin Moshu took a bottle of face cream, and in the elevator, he massaged it into Gu Jinmian’s face.
Yin Moshu’s palm was large, fingers long, and Gu Jinmian’s face was small, but it fit perfectly in his hands.
Feeling drowsy, Gu Jinmian nestled his face in Yin Moshu’s hands and didn’t want to move. He wished he could just sleep in his hands. The assistants couldn’t resist taking out their phones and capturing the adorable scene, making sure to send it to the Four Season Program crew members who were still asleep.
The Four Season Program crew actually woke up very early, with some getting up around five to prepare for location shooting. Little did they know that Gu Jinmian and Yin Moshu had already taken off so early.
Regret filled their hearts when they saw the video.
When they arrived, Yin Moshu had already started filming.
In “Grandpa at Twenty” the grandson had always thought that his grandpa wasn’t impressive. However, when grandpa transformed back to his twenty-year-old self, many girls in his school, including his crush, the school’s beauty queen, found grandpa incredibly attractive.
The beauty queen was not only beautiful but also intelligent. After observing a series of failed attempts by other girls, she took a different approach and invited grandpa to the mountains to watch the sunrise.
The temperature in the mountains was even colder, and the actors and crew were bundled up in down jackets. He spoke while stomping his feet to fend off the cold at the mountaintop.
Others were busy, but the two most leisurely actors talked the most.
Gu Jinmian sat on a small stool provided by the crew, huddled in the military coat given by his assistant, his eyes fixed on Yin Moshu without blinking.
After observing for a while, he pursed his lips.
Bai Xinyu described himself as an innocent virgin, but in the original work, he had secretly or openly dated two girlfriends by this point.
He Bujin seemed more like a greasy, picky middle-aged man. The male lead couldn’t do without women, and the other major male supporting characters also had girlfriends or boyfriends.
Yin Moshu, on the other hand, didn’t have an official partner.
His experiences made it difficult for him to develop any feelings, especially towards girls.
But that didn’t mean he didn’t have a girlfriend. Readers considered Zhou Jun as his confidante, and some even claimed it was the official pairing, even though He Bujin had never acknowledged it.
Because Zhou Jun was the only person Yin Moshu could easily chat with. In times of intense pressure, Yin Moshu was always willing to chat with Zhou Jun.
While Yin Moshu was filming, it was inconvenient for the Four Season Program crew to capture his scenes. Therefore, six cameramen positioned themselves around Gu Jinmian, ready to provide alternate angles whenever a dedicated fan wanted a different perspective.
Under the watchful eyes of eight people and six cameras, Gu Jinmian kept his focus on Yin Moshu. Unconsciously, he hummed.
The filming director, noticing the unusual behavior and recalling Gu Jinmian’s reaction to the photos in S City, brightened up and went over to chat with him.
In the show “Four Seasons for You,” it was common for the filming director to chat with the guests. Some directors became quite famous for their conversations, gaining a considerable fan base.
Director: “The newly rising star, Zhou Jun, looks so beautiful.”
Gu Jinmian immediately turned to look at him, opened his mouth, but didn’t say anything.
The person was indeed beautiful; what more could he say?
The director continued, “Even if she’s stunning, Yin Moshu shouldn’t be talking to her. Does he still remember that he’s recording a romance variety show? No respect for the male virtue!”
He followed Gu Jinmian’s lead and said, “Not to that extent, not to that extent.” Unexpectedly, Gu Jinmian remained silent.
He looked thoughtful, was very focused.
Director: “…”
Talking with a female co-star a bit goes against the male virtue.
The expectations of a wealthy family are indeed high, being a wealthy daughter-in-law is no easy task.
On the film set, the director spoke to Zhou Jun, “Turn your head to look at Yin Moshu, then gently lean your head on his shoulder.”
Both parties overheard the instruction.
Gu Jinmian immediately looked up.
The director had pre-scouted and chosen the most beautiful angle. From Gu Jinmian’s perspective, the golden-red hues of the sunrise covered the sky, and the radiant sunlight burst forth. The couple stood hand in hand on the mountaintop, creating a beautiful and moving scene.
Gu Jinmian averted his gaze, feeling a tightness in his chest. Altitude sickness at a few hundred meters above sea level was unexpected.
This segment pleased the crew, and the director prepared a short clip for promotion, sharing it on the official movie account. He urged the two actors who had been up early for filming to go have breakfast and rest.
The mountain had a spread of piping hot breakfast ready, especially rich for the two actors, filling a small table.
As soon as Yin Moshu sat down, Zhou Jun hadn’t taken her seat yet, when Gu Jinmian seized the opportunity and sat next to Yin Moshu, creating some distance.
With a paralyzed face, he did not speak and instead started sipping soy milk.
Zhou Jun blinked.
Observing the situation, Yin Moshu said to Zhou Jun, “Could Miss Zhou please go to the director’s table to eat?”
Zhou Jun: “…?”
Ah, men.
Annoyed, she picked up her noodles and walked away.
Avoiding men is essential, otherwise, it leads to misfortune, especially when dealing with men in love.
Gu Jinmian paused in his soy milk sipping. “Is it too impolite to dismiss a beauty like that?”
“Should I call her back, then?”
“……”
Gu Jinmian lowered his head to continue sipping soy milk. After a while, he said, “You also think Zhou Jun is beautiful?”
Yin Moshu: “When did I think that?”
Gu Jinmian: “Then why didn’t you refute my statement?”
Yin Moshu: “…”
He glanced at Gu Jinmian, a hint of a smile in his eyes. He cleared his throat and casually continued eating, saying, “She was selected by the best film school in the country and pushed to this position by tens of millions of fans. Her looks are naturally up to the mark.”
Gu Jinmian couldn’t even enjoy his sweetened soy milk.
Low-quality yellow beans, slightly sour.
“Do you still remember that you are filming a love variety show? Please control yourself,” Gu Jinmian said, his face tense. “Even if you find someone pretty, you shouldn’t say it.”
After saying this, he noticed Yin Moshu was looking at him.
Yin Moshu’s eyes were full of amusement, almost about to overflow with joy, accompanied by a hint of teasing that made Gu Jinmian feel uneasy and nervous.
Yin Moshu shifted his gaze and asked, “Feeling cold?”
“Ah?”
Did the topic switch so quickly?
It wasn’t as cold behind the mountain, so Gu Jinmian took off the military coat. However, with only a sweater on, it was indeed a bit chilly.
He nodded.
As he nodded, Yin Moshu covered both of them with his long and large lightweight down jacket.
The surroundings suddenly dimmed, and Gu Jinmian looked into Yin Moshu’s smiling eyes.
With a single down jacket, they were isolated from the outside world, creating a dim and narrow space where their breaths mingled. It was small enough for their noses to touch, feeling each other’s warmth and hearing each other’s heartbeats.
Yin Moshu looked at him gently and passionately, tilting his head slightly. Their noses brushed against each other.
Then, with a light touch, he kissed him.
Gu Jinmian’s heart contracted suddenly, then beat more vigorously.
The breaths of both seemed to intensify.
Yin Moshu turned his head and kissed deeply. Gu Jinmian stiffened for a moment and then fiercely kissed back.
He first grabbed Yin Moshu’s collar, then took a step closer, wrapping his arms around Yin Mo Shu’s neck.
A heavy breath escaped Yin Moshu as he held Gu Jinmian even tighter, the embrace seamless.
The Four Season Program crew: “…?”
They were just a step behind, wondering what had happened.
In front of them, the two people were under a down jacket. With the down feathers following the movement of their heads, it could be deduced that the two individuals who were originally sitting in separate chairs were now sitting in one?
Did Gu Jinmian move to sit next to Yin Moshu?
The two filming directors were itching to lift the down jacket.
What’s the big deal with adult kisses and cover up?
Just as the director couldn’t resist and was about to reach out, Gu Jinmian reached behind him and pulled the down jacket, revealing Yin Moshu. The down jacket draped completely over Gu Jinmian, and the large hood covered his face entirely.
The eyes of the two directors were as bright as those six cameras, staring intently.
Gu Jinmian’s head was completely covered in the hood, making it impossible to see. Yin Moshu looked calm, as if he had just discussed some professional acting techniques with someone.
However, his lip color had deepened significantly, especially at the corner of his mouth, where it seemed to have a slight injury. His eyes, not usually intense, now held a depth that was enough to make people blush.
“…”
What a day to miss so much exciting material.
Even if they managed to capture it all, it probably couldn’t be broadcasted, right?
Yet, this was the best material now. Thinking of this, even the directors took out their phones.
Yin Moshu pulled down Gu Jinmian’s hood. “Go back and catch up on sleep?”
His voice was husky and low.
Gu Jinmian didn’t immediately respond and didn’t move either.
The two directors had different thoughts. Gu Jinmian’s filming director thought he was dazed or lost in thought after the kiss, while Yin Moshu’s director believed that Gu Jinmian’s legs had gone weak and he couldn’t stand up after being kissed.
After a while, Gu Jinmian stood up abruptly, without saying a word, and walked away.
His filming director and the cameramen hurried to follow.
As the sunlight began to shine on the earth, the temperature had risen, and it was rare to see anyone in a down jacket, especially one that reached down to the thighs.
With the hood covering his head, with a layer of white fox fur, obscuring most of his face. Only his nose and rosy lips were visible, looking swollen and red.
The director: “…”
Gu Jinmian had long legs, and he walked exceptionally fast. He almost lost sight of him.
Upon returning to the hotel, Gu Jinmian didn’t bother giving him the room key and just closed the door.
He didn’t even take off the down jacket. Standing in front of the sofa, he tilted back, collapsing onto it, looking like a human version of “The little shark has stopped thinking.jpg.”
The tingling sensation was still coursing through his body, and Gu Jinmian felt like something significant was about to happen.
He stared into space for a while, then pulled out his phone from his pocket.
The official account of “Grandpa at Twenty” released some behind-the-scenes footage from the early filming. Both Yin Moshu’s Weibo and their CP Weibo had reposted it.
Gu Jinmian opened the comment section of the CP Weibo.
[Such a beautiful scene, makes me want to watch the sunrise with my boyfriend.]
[Both handsome and beautiful, the aesthetics are off the charts!]
[Bold! Aren’t you afraid Young Master will see this?]
[Zhou Jun: Danger.]
[? No, haven’t you forgotten those actresses who fed drinks and grapes to Yin Moshu and hugged him before? They received a whole box of lipsticks from Young Master.]
[Hahaha, yes, the broad-minded Young Master doesn’t mind, a model for actors’ family members.]
No.
Gu Jinmian objected in his heart.
During the filming of “Crossing the Sea Under Camouflage,” he indeed didn’t mind at all. Actresses were snuggling up to Yin Moshu, and all he thought about was how good the resulting scenes would be.
Today, Zhou Jun had only rested his head on Yin Moshu’s shoulder, and he couldn’t even eat his meal properly.
He wanted to attribute this to Zhou Jun’s uniqueness, but what’s wrong with being unique? If someone could make Yin Moshu relax, shouldn’t he be happy as the “mama”?
The lingering sensation told him it wasn’t just that.
The pleasure and physiological reactions from kissing Yin Moshu told him it wasn’t just that. And what he was thinking in his mind was “If only we were in the hotel.”
Gu Jinmian covered his face, a sigh of resignation, a sigh of life’s hopelessness, escaped through his fingertips.
Damn it.
Gu Jinmian lay in the hotel for the entire afternoon, alternating between staring into space and checking the CP Weibo.
[Little Sweet Bean’s eyes light up so sweetly when looking at Yin Moshu.]
[The little clingy spirit, can’t seem to leave Yin Moshu’s side.]
[He cares so much about how Yin Moshu looks at him. Because of his fluffy hair, he’s both annoyed and shy.]
[Young Master secretly swallowing saliva while looking at Yin Moshu.]
[Ah, ah, ah, he’s relishing that kiss!]
Gu Jinmian completely gave up struggling.
On the other side, the director who was locked out scratched his head. After ten minutes, he confirmed that Gu Jinmian wouldn’t let him shoot and reluctantly left.
With no work at hand, but being a restless person, he looked back at the material filmed today. When he saw the part where he was chatting with Gu Jinmian, he edited it and sent it to Yin Moshu.
Yin Moshu had just finished shooting a scene, and upon receiving the video, a faint smile appeared on his usually indifferent face.
He watched it and handed it to Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun rolled his eyes, “Why are you so keen on showing your love to me?”
Yin Moshu answered without addressing the question, “Is he jealous?”
“…Are you trying to show off every time you speak?”
“What jealousy? Is he jealous of me, a girl who disdains men?” Saying so, she still took the phone and looked at it again, once again being amused by the little Young Master sitting on the horse stool, eating vinegar.
A dog man who has a hobby of feeding people dog food is cheap.
Zhou Jun tossed his phone to him, “Is there anything more than showing off this?”
Yin Moshu: “Afraid he might silently get jealous, so I’ll keep my distance. I’ll have to adjust the scenes in the movie too.”
Zhou Jun: “…”
Because they had an early shoot, the late director only let Yin Moshu film one scene before sending him back.
When Yin Moshu returned, Gu Jinmian was writing something in the study.
He knocked on the door, and Gu Jinmian immediately used his arm to block the A4 paper.
Gu Jinmian avoided eye contact and said, “I need to use the study.”
“Okay,” Yu Moshu said. “I’ll go take a shower first.”
He was about to turn around but turned back, “Have you showered?”
Gu Jinmian held the pen, ears slightly red, teasingly said, “Do you care if I’ve showered or not? Do you want to invite me to shower together?”
Yu Moshu raised an eyebrow, then went to the bathroom.
Gu Jinmian gripped the pen, listening to the faint sound of water in the bathroom. Certain images involuntarily surfaced in his mind. It had been a while since he wrote a single word. Realizing this, he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Secretary Gu.
Gu Jinmian: “Secretary Gu, the soundproofing at Chenghua Hotel, even in the presidential Suite, is terrible!”
Secretary Gu: “…”
He felt that Young Master’s words were quite intriguing. If it weren’t for Young Master being himself, he might have thought he was deliberately causing trouble to get a free stay in the suite.
Secretary Gu: “Can you be more specific? It will help me make improvements.”
Gu Jinmian: “The soundproofing in the study and bathroom is terrible!”
Secretary Gu: “…”
After a minute.
Secretary Gu: “Ah.”
Gu Jinmian: “…”
Secretary Gu: “I just checked with the hotel manager. You can rest assured, the sound can’t be heard from outside the floor or the door.”
Gu Jinmian: “…”
After finishing his task, Gu Jinmian sat back in the study. When Yin Moshu returned to the study, he noticed that Gu Jinmian’s head was now even closer to the desk.
Yin Moshu knocked on the door. “Sit up straight and be careful with your eyesight.”
Gu Jinmian immediately sat up straight. “I still need a minute.”
“Sure.” Yin Moshu said, “I’ll go pack my things.”
Once Yin Moshu left, Gu Jinmian focused again. He quickly wrote down the last item on the paper, then went to find Yin Moshu.
Tomorrow, he was going to film the final episode of “Four Seasons for You” in another city, featuring the fixed program the director had mentioned earlier—the suspension bridge activity. Although the specific content varied each season, the name alone indicated that it was a more thrilling activity, aiming to evoke emotions among the guests through the suspension bridge effect.
All that Yin Moshu brought were sportswear.
Two sets were newly delivered. He picked up the smaller-sized one and measured it against Gu Jinmian. “Does this work?”
Gu Jinmian felt like he was in trouble. As he became aware of his own thoughts, even the refreshing scent of the lime-flavored body wash that Yin Moshu used felt incredibly pleasant.
It wasn’t just a simple pleasant aroma, he sensed it as a hormonal scent, carrying warmth.
“Sure,” Gu Jinmian said with a tense expression, his hands behind his back.
Yin Moshu put the outfit in the suitcase and closed it.
When he finished packing, Gu Jinmian called out to him. “Yin Moshu.”
“Hmm?”
Gu Jinmian looked at him with his beautiful eyes, expressing some nervousness and anxiety. “I have something for you.”
Yin Moshu was slightly surprised. He smiled and walked over, rubbing the corner of Gu Jinmian’s eye. “What is it?”
To make him relax, he deliberately joked, “It’s not yourself, is it? In that case, I might need to consider whether I want it or not.”
His actions not only failed to relax Gu Jinmian but also made the sensitive Gu Jinmian’s eyelashes tremble. The thin and translucent skin at the corners of his eyes seemed to blush.
The fingertips had delicate and slightly warm skin. Sensing his sensitivity, Yu Mo Shu’s eyes deepened, and his throat unconsciously rolled.
“Before I say anything,” Gu Jinmian looked up at him, his expression serious, “can you scold ‘Stupid, He Bujin?”
Yu Mo Shu: “…”
The little flame in his heart was completely extinguished by this request.
Yin Moshu laughed in anger because of him on the spot. This repeated request amused him to the point where he felt a trace of anger. “Gu Jinmian, are you done? What’s with all this resentment? What kind of grudge is this?”
“And you, are you just going to protect him?” This was a point Gu Jinmian absolutely wouldn’t concede. It was the biggest issue looming between them and had to be addressed first. “Do you know what he wrote about you later? You still protect him like this. Are you a masochist?”
Before, he had been firm on this issue, not this anxious. Today, he cared more than ever, and the words that came out were harsh.
After saying this, he saw Yin Moshu’s face turning cold and stern again. He felt like he might have gone a bit too far.
Even if Yin Moshu was gentle towards him, that prideful spirit that would stand firm no matter what wouldn’t disappear.
Gu Jinmian, who had just become aware of his feelings, was nervous, guilty, and a bit chaotic and uneasy. He had poked a sore spot.
“Am I not good enough to you? Just asking you to scold him, you act like this!”
The angry Gu Jinmian stuffed the A4 paper into Yin Moshu’s arms and carried the bedding to the study.
Yin Moshu looked at the bare bed, stayed silent for a few seconds, then glanced at the A4 paper in his hand.
The blank paper was filled with dense writing, each word neatly arranged.
The first line in the middle had four words: Self-Introduction.
Name: Gu Jinmian.
Age: Barely can say not yet 25.
Occupation: X Airlines pilot.
Seeing the first two lines, Yu Mo Shu hadn’t sensed anything unusual. But when he read the later part, he suddenly clenched the paper, realizing that the “Gu Jinmian” in the name field wasn’t just the Gu Jinmian of this place.
When Gu Jinmian said he was Gu Jinmian last night, it wasn’t just to appease him.
Gu Jinmian had spent the afternoon hunched over the desk, writing about his own situation in detail to show Yu Mo Shu. It included details like where he went to elementary school, being a labor committee member, and what grade he was in when he wore a red scarf.
Dawwwwww Gu Jinmian is telling him about his true identity.
Mannn finally
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