Chapter86.

His hand shook and he sent it out.

When the flight took off, the network was shut down. After more than ten minutes, the plane was able to reconnect with the Internet after a stable flight. Li Mu deleted his speech, and did not correct it and reposted it.

Zhuang Qinren was talking to him next door. He felt that he was watching what others posted online and kept reading, which was actually a disconnection of IQ.

Putting down the partition, Zhuang Qin took out the script of the coil from his backpack.

The film "Only One Step Away" tells a series of dramatic stories that happened after the protagonist living alone with scholar syndrome accidentally witnessed his neighbor being killed and killed. He didn't have any contact with others at all. He wanted to call the police, but was killed.

The so-called scholar syndrome refers to autism suffering from cognitive impairment but in one aspect, which is beyond ordinary performance. This type of person may have a high IQ and may have strong talent for painting or artistic talent. He is called "idiot genius". The male protagonist in the script belongs to the type with extremely high IQ.

It's a crime theme, but the tone is comedy.

When he went to see the group that day, the director took a look at his clean temperament at a glance. Without a script, he only provided keywords and character designs to him, he recognized his ability to shape characters.

"Pretending to be autistic" Zhuang Qinhui, his high IQ and genius are his blind spots in knowledge. He has already found a lot of materials from Li Mu.

Looking up from the script, Zhuang Qin looked at him.

Li Mu: "Hmm?"

"If this character was given to you, how would you play it?"

"I can't act this." Although he hasn't finished watching the script, he has seen it in summary. This kind of person looks a bit different from ordinary people from the outside. He often stares at a certain place and falls into his own world. He may not even notice the car comes, which will cause outsiders to have a role of "he has mental illness and cannot get close to him". Li Mu cannot act.

"But I have people I know who have this disease and we asked him to develop the program, and he is very smart."

Zhuang Qin has already found an opportunity to understand this group, but the environment does not allow him to understand the other party in depth. On the plane, Li Mu made a profile of the character: "He lives alone, and the room should be very simple, with only one bed and necessary items. He has some obsessive-compulsive disorder and will care about things that have special significance to him. Obsessive-compulsive disorder also includes, having to sleep at a certain period of time, the curtains must be covered several degrees, and falling asleep at a specific frequency. Most of the time, he only listens to one song and takes the same bus. It is very difficult for such people to live alone. They will have many conflicts with their neighbors. He lacks empathy and cannot empathize with others. So in the script you mentioned, it is not normal for him to call the police when he sees the death of his neighbor."

Li Mu rarely said so many words in one breath. Zhuang Qin listened very seriously, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "Wait, I'll take a note, and you'll say it again?"

Li Mu: "Aren't you sleepy? Take a break and don't read the script." From the time I passed through the customs at Nancheng Airport, Zhuang Qin almost never slept.

"No, no, no, you continue to talk." Zhuang Qin took out his pen and notebook, and looked at him expectantly.

Seeing his excited state, Li Mu remembered the fact that he had become sick due to overwork.

"Then you sit here."

When the partition was lifted, the two single beds in the two rooms were merged together. Zhuang Qin took off his down jacket, wore only a sweater, and sat on the bed in white socks. Hearing this, he moved to him twice.

Li Mu stretched out his arms, hugged his waist, and brought Zhuang Qin into his arms: "I said you remember."

Zhuang Qin nestled in his arms like a boneless person, holding a pen in his hand and spreading his notebook on his knees. He felt that this posture was not good for his spine, but he did not object: "Well, you keep going."

Li Mu: "This person..."

Without knowing it at all, Li Mu made a very high accuracy in the profiles based on the script summary. These profiles and analysis of the characters' living habits are things that the script will not fully inform, and the actors have to rely on themselves to enrich him.

Soon, the plane's broadcast prompt began to descend, and you could see from the porthole that it was night outside.

Li Mu was a little dry, Zhuang Qin held the water cup and fed him. Li Mu drank with his hand: "Okay, let's get off the plane, I'll send me a copy of the script, and I'll help you see it."

When he landed, Zhuang Qin wore a thick down jacket and scarf, and as usual, he wore a hat to cover his face.

Li Mu only had euros on him, and he took some local currency Kroner at the airport.

He travels alone all year round, enjoys the process of traveling. He often rents a car alone to drive to his destination in a strange country. Sometimes he rents an off-road vehicle, sometimes he buys a RV directly, spends some time filling the RV, drives to a no-man's land, takes out snowboards in the uninhabited wilderness, and eats all by the refrigerator to store grain, calculates the amount of oil in advance, and drives to the RV camp to replenish supplies when the fuel is about to run out. This way of travel is very suitable for him when he is alone, but this time he brings people, so it is a bit different.

At the airport exit, a driver drove a tall white RV to pick them up. Zhuang Qin sent his positioning to Sister Wen, indicating that he had landed safely.

“Is it cold?”

Li Mu took the blanket to him and touched the temperature of his hand: "If you have a bed, you can sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Zhuang Qin took a RV like this for the first time. He opened the curtains and could see the heavy snow outside. When he left the airport just now, he almost froze him. Fortunately, he wore several pieces, had a scarf to block the wind, and the car was very warm.

Zhuang Qin took off his shoes and sat on the small bed at the tail of the car, looking at the night view of Oslo outside by the cold window.

He hasn't asked where he was going yet. Li Mu said he would leave and helped him get a visa and book a flight. He followed him without thinking carefully.

"Where are we going now?" Zhuang Qin asked.

“Go to the hotel to rest.”

“How long will it take?”

"Twenty minutes." Li Mu didn't want to arrange a tight schedule and made him very tired. He took Zhuang Qin so far to relax him rather than make him more tired.

When the car drove to the coastline, he could see the dark blue sea surface reflecting the city lights in the snow under the night. Zhuang Qin's nose was pressed against the window. After watching for a while, he liked to take videos and take photos, but sometimes when he encountered a good scenery, he didn't like to take out his mobile phone to take pictures, but chose to remember with his eyes.

Li Mu sat by the bed, wrapped him with a blanket behind him, wrapped his arms around his back, and quietly watched the night view of the port city next to him. He has been to the place more than once, and this time the meaning is different, and the ordinary scenery has become particularly charming.

When I arrived at the hotel, Zhuang Qin felt tired. It was a private hotel, not big, and even the elevator was the kind that I often saw in movies. The small, transparent door was like a small basket, very exquisite.

When Zhuang Qin was in the elevator, he couldn't help but lean his head against his shoulder. The elevator was very small and it was difficult to accommodate a third person, so the butler couldn't get in.

The luggage was delivered to the room, and the housekeeper wanted to introduce the various facilities of this huge suite. Li Mu sent him away. Zhuang Qin took off his down jacket and lay on the bed. He almost fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Li Mu saw that he was lying down and did not make a sound and went to another bathroom to take a shower.

Zhuang Qin was quite aware that if he was alone, he might just sleep like this. However, Zhuang Qin considered Li Mu's obsession with cleanliness and wanted to sleep with him. If he was still next to him, would Li Mu not hold him? Zhuang Qin forced himself to open his suitcase, took out an electric toothbrush and a face towel to wash.

He was so sleepy that his eyes could hardly open. Li Mu suddenly took a shower and saw him bare legs, wearing only shorts, with slender and straight legs bent, taking off his sweater on the bed, looking like he was raising his hand with difficulty.

Li Mu went over and helped him get his arm out of his sleeve.

Zhuang Qin: "I want to go to bed."

"Then go to bed."

Zhuang Qin took off his autumn clothes, revealing the delicate white skin like white porcelain inside: "But I haven't taken a shower yet."

Seeing that he was so unprepared, Li Mu looked down from his collarbone: "If you are sleepy, just sleep. It's okay if you don't take a shower."

"But I stayed on the plane for a long time." Zhuang Qin's sense of smell was sharper than that of ordinary people. The disinfected cabin could smell the stench of leather and other messy smells in his nose. He also had the problem of motion sickness. He would feel uncomfortable when he took traffic for a long time.

Zhuang Qin raised his arm, lowered his head and smelled himself: "Does there be any smell on my body?"

"Okay, it's fragrant." Li Mu saw his appearance that he didn't know he was seducing, so he restrained himself and did not touch him, so he lifted up the corner of the quilt: "Do you want to wear pajamas?"

"How can you know I smell it?"

Li Mu did not speak out, stared at him with his head down, his eyes unconscious.

Zhuang Qin opened his eyes that were about to close, sleepy, and even his voice was filled with a sleepy blur.

Li Mu sat by the bed wearing a bathrobe, turned his head and buried his head in his neck and sniffed deeply. Zhuang Qin's slightly long hair swept on his face. Li Mu closed his eyes, almost hugged him and placed him flat, and covered him with a quilt: "It's confirmed that it's fragrant."

"Do you want me to smell more?" Li Mu hugged him, his lips imprinted on his collarbone, and his palms held his waist without exerting force, but just felt his skin smooth and soft.

"No need." Zhuang Qin lay on the pillow, his eyes completely closed: "You think I smell because I sprayed your perfume on my autumn clothes."

Li Mu didn't smell any perfume on him. There was only a warm fragrance that could only be smelled out of his liking. His fingers gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes, and his voice was very low: "Be good, go to bed."

Zhuang Qin's nasal voice sounded almost inaudible "Yeah".

Seeing that he fell asleep in a few seconds, Li Mu pinched his nose bridge and got out of bed.

Zhuang Qin had some minor problems and didn't like to organize things. Things were placed everywhere, but Zhuang Qin knew his problems and paid special attention in front of Li Mu. Seeing that the suitcase was open, many things were scattered, and obsessive-compulsive disorder broke out, he tidied up all his clothes and placed them in the wardrobe. He opened his backpack and only contained a few things, including headphones and data cables, and the partition bag was filled with travel oil, and a box of eight sets, and only three boxes were brought.

Li Mu thought it might not be used.

Although there have been many opportunities, Zhuang Qin is not firm enough. He seems to be resistant but not so resistant, and seems willing to give it a try, but Li Mu always respects his wishes and wants him to take the initiative.

Li Mu threw these things into the trash can and reduced the burden.

It was already afternoon when I woke up. I arrived yesterday in the middle of the night. Zhuang Qin had slept for ten hours and was woken up by hunger.

Seeing that he woke up, Li Mu went to call for breakfast.

Zhuang Qin was much more energetic and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Breakfast was delivered, and Li Mu went to call him. Zhuang Qin had just finished washing, put on his bathrobe, rinsed his mouth in front of the sink, holding white toothpaste foam in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I have used up this toothpaste."

"I'll let them deliver it later." Li Mu looked at the bathroom and suddenly found a small bottle of oil on the marble countertop, three blue-packed sets, and the outer packaging had not been removed yet - it was something he threw away last night.

Zhuang Qin: "I saw this falling from the trash can! Is it a hotel gift? I can't understand the words on it." The trash can was very clean and had not been used yet. When Zhuang Qin saw that it was new, he picked it up and took a look.

Li Mu: “…”

Zhuang Qin spitted the toothpaste like a curious baby. He unscrewed the bottle and smelled it. He was stopped by Li Mu: "Okay."

Zhuang Qin: "Is it a body oil?"

"It's oil, not moisturizing...it's Devin on it. Forget it, just pick it up." He put away the thing.

Zhuang Qin saw that he disinfected the items and put them in his backpack, and asked loudly: "What are you doing when you take it away?"

Li Mu: "Use."
Chapter completed!