When Rong Zhouzhong finished filming, the time had shifted to half past one in the morning. He hurriedly changed his drenched clothes, bid farewell to the crew who had gathered to celebrate his completion, and walked quickly towards the villa.
The assistant who knew a little bit about the situation hurriedly followed when he saw it, and while handing him a towel, he said, "Azhong, it's so late, Mr. Shi should have already fallen asleep, go back tomorrow, you have been soaking in the water for so long. It’s best to take a hot bath as soon as possible to get rid of the cold on your body and wipe your hair. If the wind blows at night, you will catch a cold.”
"He's still waiting for me." Rong Zhouzhong declined his towel without turning his head back. "I'm fine, you can help me tell Director Wang, it's too late today, there is no need to celebrate. I'll invite everyone to dinner again when I'm free." After speaking, they passed the security personnel guarding the long bridge and walked onto the long bridge in three or two steps.
The assistant still wanted to follow, but was stopped by the security personnel. He could only watch Rong Zhouzhong walk away, and couldn't help but scratch his hair with a headache.
"What the hell is going on..." It was the first time that he saw Rong Zhouzhong showing such a serious and heavy expression, and he always felt a little worried.
"Nothing will happen," he muttered, waiting in circles for a while, before coming out of Rongzhou, he turned and walked in the direction of the crew resigningly.
…
When he reached the halfway point of the Changqiao, Rong Zhouzhong saw Shijin. The other party tilted his head and lay on a rattan table at the back of the terrace, as if he was asleep.
Are you still waiting, stupid
He frowned and thought, but his heart tightened all night suddenly felt relieved, and a lot of things like "Ah, I'm waiting too", "It's Shijin", "It's probably the sillyest kid in the Shi family." It's a "..." thought.
He stopped unknowingly. He stood in the distance and stared at Shijin's figure for a while, and then suddenly stepped up and ran. After running on the terrace, he instinctively let go of his steps, and walked slowly in front of Shijin, watching His sleeping face.
The scene of a big man sleeping on a table full of snack bags is really not seductive, but Rong Zhouzhong takes it seriously.
When Shijin falls asleep... it looks much harmless than when he is awake. He will no longer show all kinds of itchy or sad expressions, nor will he say those words that make people want to hit him but want to hurt him, nor will he look at the eyes that are dragged by memories. Come here, disturbing people's conscience.
"It's really troublesome." Rong Zhouzhong whispered, glanced at the snack bag on the table, and saw that it was all from Shijin before he gave it to him. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes hard, and suddenly sat down. To the ground.
Children, eat so much at once, not afraid to die.
He put down his hand and looked in again towards Shi.
After sitting down, he saw Shijin's face half buried in his arm more clearly. It was a face that had no resemblance to him at all, and it was also a face that his manager Zeng took for granted that it should be a villain. But the ridiculous thing is that after the truth is revealed, he seems to be the villain.
Little brother.
Xiang Aoting's stern face that made people can't remember flashed in his mind, and Li Jiuzhen's dead face that was not flat, his face went dark, and finally his eyes fell on Shijin, who appeared to be more and more clever after falling asleep.
Brother.
He tugged at the corner of his mouth, suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched the cheek that was exposed outside his arm, and slowly pulled it out.
Shi Jinshu opened his eyes, his eyes were lost for two seconds and he quickly became awake. Before thinking about it, a grappling hand grabbed Rong Zhouzhong's wrist in front of him, pinched it hard, and twisted it in the opposite direction.
"Wow!" Rong Zhouzhong howled in pain.
Shijin's eyes widened by the yell, and then he really woke up. He sat upright and turned his head to observe the surroundings. The memory before going to bed gradually returned to the cage. He looked down at sitting on the ground with a distorted expression and tried to go back. Rong Zhou was speechless for two seconds, letting go and said, "Are you stupid? You attacked the police at night. If I use more strength, your wrist will be useless."
"What a policeman, just a freshman..." Rong Zhouzhong retorted with a wrinkle while rubbing his wrist.
Is the police the point? Isn't the point of a night attack
Shi Jin loved him with eyes that cared for the mentally retarded for two seconds, bent over and pulled his wrist, neatly broke him back and forth, then let go of his hand and got up, first glanced at the blanket that fell on the chair, and then again. The screen on the side of the verandah was used to keep out the wind, and his eyes warmed. Finally, he looked in the direction of the crew and stretched a little.
"It seems that your filming is finished, what time is it?" He stretched his waist and looked down at Rong Zhouzhong.
Rong Zhouzhong squinted his no longer painful wrist, glanced at him, and found that the angle of view was wrong, he was busy with his expression and stood up, dented a model standing, trying to restore a little image, and said, "It's almost two o'clock in the morning. Now, you don’t have to wait for me all the time, I..."
"What are you talking about, two o'clock in the morning?!" Shi Jin interrupted him with an exclamation. Before thinking about it, he turned and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window of the master bedroom.
Lian Jun was lying on the bed with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he was already asleep.
Shi Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and was very pleased that Lian Jun did not insist on staying up late with him. Just as he was about to leave the room to let Lian Jun rest well, a head stretched out from behind.
"When you were lying on your stomach, he could actually sleep in the room with peace of mind? Why did he—"
Shi Jin's expression changed, and his backhand was just a slap on Rong Zhouzhong's face that he approached. He turned around and pushed him out, carefully closed the French windows, and warned: "You speak quietly, don't wake him up."
Rong Zhouzhong's face was dark: "What are you going to do with your boyfriend who doesn't care so much, forget it, I will introduce you to a better one."
"Do you want to be beaten?" Shijin raised his fist, murderously, "Lian Jun is the best, he is not gentler than him, gentler than him, gentler and gentler than him. He is smarter than him, gentler, beautiful, and smarter than he likes me. He also introduced a better one. Believe it or not, I will introduce you to Hades."
Rong Zhouzhong felt pain in his body when he saw him light up his fist. He gritted his teeth and said, "I think you were poisoned by him. I don't know a good little bastard..."
"Huh?" Shijin rolled his fist threateningly.
Rong Zhouzhong suffocated and shut up. He was so angry with his "rebelliousness" that he said angrily, "Isn't going to watch the movie? You don't watch it tonight, don't watch me go back to sleep!"
When these words came out, both of them were stunned.
By the way, the movie.
Rong Zhouzhong took a look at Shijin, and saw that his expression instantly became alienated and cold. He grabbed his hair irritably, looked sideways at the screen by the terrace and stopped talking.
Shijin also slowly lowered his fist and said, "Look, see it early and get free."
Rong Zhouzhong looked at him from the corner of his light, his lips moved, and he wanted to ask him what he wanted to get rid of, but he swallowed it again. He just said, "Okay, let's see."
…
The two went around to the living room and entered the villa through the balcony door of the living room.
Shi Jin arranged for Rong Zhouzhong to sit down on the sofa, fetched him a towel and a hair dryer, and poured a cup of hot drink in front of him, saying, "You dry your hair first, and then drink some warm body. I'll go Get cakes in the kitchen."
Hearing the word cake, Rong Zhouzhong's fingers stiffened, and he nodded in response.
After Shi Jin left, Rong Zhouzhong looked at the hot drink in front of him and the hair dryer plugged into the coffee table, took a towel to cover his face, and let out a sigh.
This is really a long night...
…
His hair was dry and the hot drink was empty. Rong Zhouzhong was paralyzed on the sofa looking in the direction of the kitchen. His sleepiness was almost rising, and he couldn't see Shi Jin's figure turning out of the kitchen.
Could it be that he died in the kitchen
He frowned and got up and walked toward the kitchen with the somewhat lucky thought of "Is it okay to not have to watch the movie today?"
It’s a pity that Goddess of Luck didn’t take care of him today. After turning the corner of the house, he could clearly see through the half-open door of the kitchen. Shijin was standing in front of the small kitchen table wearing an apron, bowing his head to concentrate on giving an eight. Spread the cream on the cake with a size of one inch, and the action looks alike.
The picture was too warm and homely, Rong Zhouzhong instinctively took out his mobile phone and recorded this moment.
Shi Jin raised his head when he heard the voice and saw that Rong Zhouzhong had come over. He speeded up his hand movement a little, and said, "Sorry, I seem to have been delayed for too long, it's almost healed, please wait a little longer."
Rong Zhouzhong returned to his senses, put away his phone, opened the door and leaned forward, leaning over to look at the slightly rough cake in his hand, and asked, "Did you make it?"
"Yeah." Shijin nodded, put away the cream, picked up the fruit plate, and began to spread the fruit on the spread cream.
Rong Zhouzhong looked at him slightly anxiously and asked, "Why do you want to do it yourself?"
Shijin carefully spread the cut strawberries around the edge of the cake, and replied without looking up: "You only said that you want to watch the movie tonight in the afternoon. I wonder if ordering the cake outside might not be able to keep up. Just do it yourself. My craftsmanship is average, so don't dislike it."
Rong Zhouzhong replied, "How can I dislike... Is it troublesome to make cakes?"
"It’s not too much trouble. The cake base was prepared before. Now I just need to make some fillings and noodle decorations. In fact, it is also my problem. I accidentally fell asleep, otherwise I would have made this long ago. Okay, you can eat it when you come." Shijin replied, put down the fruit plate, picked up the small bowl with chopped almonds and the big sieve for sifting almonds, and said with a smile, "Thanks to Auntie Kitchen for helping me. Get all the materials you need in advance, otherwise this one-and-a-half meeting will not be done well."
The chopped almonds were spread evenly on the cake surface through a sieve, Shijin sat down the bowl with chopped almonds, took up the chocolate sauce, painted a little ugly smile on the chopped almonds, and then took out a few chocolates to decorate carefully. Insert it into the spread almonds and make some adjustments at the end to make the cake completely ready.
So ugly.
This was Rong Zhouzhong's first thought after seeing the finished product.
But it should taste good.
This was his second thought after smelling the sweet smell of the cake.
The most important thing about the cake is the taste, it doesn't matter what the appearance is, so this cake should be considered very beautiful, after all, the ingredients are so "solid".
This was the third thought that came to him after seeing Shijin's expression full of satisfaction and accomplishment.
"Go to the second floor." Shi Jin took off his apron and looked at Rong Zhouzhong.
Rong Zhouzhong looked at him at each other, nodded, and then took out a picture of the cake with his phone while he turned to hang his apron.
…
The audio-visual room on the second floor is very spacious, with a total of eight viewing seats. Shijin and Rong Zhouzhong chose the right seat in the first row on the left and the left seat in the first row on the right. There is an aisle between them, and the width is just right to fit a small table. Shi put on the table and put the cakes and drinks from the refrigerator on it.
Rong Zhouzhong watched him busy, his mind was empty, as if thinking about something, and as if thinking about nothing.
Everything was ready, Shijin cut off the cake in Rong Zhouzhong's sharp eyes, then took out a piece of the cake and put it in a small dish and stuffed it into Rong Zhouzhong's hand. He also took a piece and turned off the audio and video directly. The lamp in the room turned on the instrument.
Rong Zhouzhong looked at the "solid" cake with the double layer in his hand, his expression stiffened funny.
Just cut it? Is it that simple to cut? The cake that was finally made, just cut it like this? Isn't it so cherished
Whoops.
Not only did he cut it, Shijin also took a big bite.
When Rong Zhouzhong saw this scene, his heart hurt inexplicably.
The playback instrument is running, the screen lights up and then goes dark, and then the screen appears. With current eyes, some nostalgic movie scenes appeared on the screen. The young version of Rong Zhouzhong, dressed in a strange national costume, stood on the highest point of the hillside, looking coldly at the tribe who was holding a celebration at the bottom of the hill. Close his eyes slowly, and fell backward on the grass.
boom.
The screen went dark suddenly, and the name of the movie appeared.
The atmosphere was inexplicably suppressed.
"In fact, the box office of this movie is very miserable." Rong Zhouzhong couldn't help but break the silence. He took a bite of the cake and held it in front of him. He slowly put it in his mouth. "This style of film is just like this. It has a good reputation. , But not at the box office, it is only suitable for winning prizes."
Shijin took another bite of the cake and didn't answer him.
Don't want to talk
Rong Zhou lowered his eyes and suddenly regretted watching this movie.
The screen was turned on again, and the silly and sweet brother appeared on the stage.
"How is this actor now?" Shijin asked suddenly.
Rong Zhouzhong was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at him, and replied, "It seems that I was arrested for taking drugs. I only worked with him once, and I don't know much about what happened to him."
"So in the real world, your'brother' won." Shijin commented, keeping his eyes on the movie screen, as if he was just saying something casually.
Rong Zhou's hand holding the fork was tight. He looked at his younger brother who was happily playing at the celebration in the movie, and inexplicably irritated his heart, and said relentlessly: "I shouldn't he to win? I long. He is better-looking than him, with a harder background, better acting skills, higher IQ than him, a long-term vision than him, and even harder than him. This kind of drug paralyzes his waste if he can't find a way out, and he deserves to lose for a lifetime! "
Shijin choked on his shameless boasting and looked at him sideways.
Rong Zhouzhong gave him a vicious look, and said fiercely, "What do you look at, isn't it true that I'm telling you?"
It is true, but...
"You have a thick skin." Shijin commented.
Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, Rong Zhouzhong felt relieved, snorted, and forked a large piece of cake into his mouth. He chewed hard and said, "I can probably understand what you mean by letting me watch this movie. , You said I’m stingy, where are you being generous, didn’t you scare you a bit when you were ten years old, you remember it for so many years?"
"As for Ji for so many years?" Shijin couldn't believe it, looking at what he took for granted, retorted, "What right do you bully bastard have to say that I am stingy? Is that just a fright? Do you understand the childhood shadow? !"
"What's the matter, you should let you be your ego? Can the shadow of my youth work!" Rong Zhouzhong sat upright and said like a machine gun. I’m out of time to celebrate your birthday! I’m so busy that I only sleep for three hours a day, and I have to celebrate your birthday. Should I? You have to be disgusted. I pull me to blow the candles with you, do you know Looking at Shi Xingrui's fatherly face, how disgusting my heart is, I am very tired, okay, I just wanted to sleep at the time!"
Shijin felt that he was simply unreasonable, and an unnamed fire arched up and said, "Disgusting? It is disgusting if I kindly celebrate for you? Since you are so sleepy, then go to sleep! If you don't want to come, you won't come, I will take the knife. Forcing you to come? You said you want to sleep, so what are you doing when you touch my room in the middle of the night? Go to sleep! It will be fine if you are asleep!"
"If it weren't for Shi Xingrui's holding of my mother's company funds, do you think I would be happy to give you a hell of a birthday! When it comes to sleeping, I will be even more angry. Shi Xingrui, the old beast, arranged for my room heating It turned out to be bad! I was so cold that I couldn’t sleep at all. Do you know how irritable I am? Do you know how sleepy I am! Big brother, they are also a group of beasts. I knocked on the door for a long time. The way I went to your room, who made your room the most spacious, the most comfortable bed, and the most adequate heating!"
Rong Zhouzhong was talking and thinking about the scene at the time, and he was so angry that his hair was going to stand up. He gritted his teeth and said: "As a result, I went to your room and you turned your belly to sleep like a pig. It's freezing to death, but you sleep like a pig!"
Shi Jin: "..."
"That's why you called me up in the middle of the night and let me watch a movie?" Shijin was about to choke to death by the fact that there was no beauty at all.
"Otherwise?" Rong Zhouzhong asked, his hand holding the cake fork tightened fiercely, as if he was about to unload eight pieces. "You have been tossing me for so long, so why can't I sleep well, but you Sleeping like a pig!"
Shijin looked at him with a sigh of relief, and finally couldn't bear it, got up and covered his face with the cake in his hand.
Crackling.
The cream and fruit made Rong Zhouzhong's face.
Rong Zhouzhong was stunned, his eyes widened, he looked at Shi Jin in disbelief, his expression twisted, and finally he suddenly violently grabbed his unfinished cake with his bare hands, and pushed forward towards Shi Jin.
Shi Jin was shocked and hurriedly got up to hide away.
"Come here." Rong Zhouzhong threatened, and confronted Shijin with two rows of seats.
Shi Jin was a little calmer after his brain was congested. He glanced at his funny face with a creamy face, a little vain and a little wanting to laugh, hiding behind the chair and saying, "I won't go there, you want to hurt me."
"Ha!" Rong Zhou smiled irritably, and said irritably, "Yes, I want to kill you! I want to tear up the stupid smile on your face in my dreams, I want to give you a knife, I want to be nice to you In a fight, I want to say the most vicious thing to you, tell you the cruelest truth, so that you don’t use that stupid look at me anymore! Who cares about making cakes with your own hands? Who cares about the gifts you give you? Now, who cares if you are sad! You hate me, you hate it! Who wants to treat you as a brother? In our position, simply hating each other is not the most suitable and relaxing way for each other? Since you are so afraid of me hurting you, then why do you want to come here? What do you want to change! How could Shi Xingrui raise a son who is not like us at all! You are a spoiled young master, Why don't you be self-willed, why don't you be rational, is there any blood of Shi Xingrui's filthy affection in your body!"
Shijin was startled by the long series of words that suddenly came out of him. He stared at him for a few seconds and couldn't help asking: "You are not rare, then why don't you push away, why don't you refuse?"
Rong Zhouzhong was taken aback for a moment, the sudden eruption of emotions quickly dropped, and he was dumb for a few seconds, and replied: "Of course it was to stabilize Shi Xingrui. If I offend him, my mother and I will be over..."
"Then why are you still yelling here? The choice is yours. What's up to me?" Shijin frowned slowly, and asked coldly, "You coax me with false concern and lure me to approach you. This accumulated good feelings for more than ten years, but now I’m accusing me of not seeing through the truth sooner, accusing me of not hating you, what do you think of me, a robot that can empty your emotions at will? You are relieved, first take care of yourself I hate me for taking advantage of me, and now I am taking care of myself to make up for me to please me. Have you ever asked me if I want to? You asked me why I had to lean over and what I wanted to change. It was obviously you in the past ten years. I approached me in order to take advantage of me, and then I approached you. Isn’t it just to survive? I have to find out the truth, I have to find out the black hand behind the scenes, I have to live, I just did the same thing as you did before, I I only approached you just to survive. What are you upset about? If life can be repeated, do you think I want to be your younger brother?"
boom.
Rong Zhouzhong suddenly raised his head, looking at Shi Jin standing on the other side, looking at this side coldly, as if he was never going to approach anymore, his heart tightened, and his reason was still. Without a reaction, the body had already ran over, firmly grasping Shijin's wrist.
"No." He said, with a trace of stubbornness in his eyes that he didn't realize, "You are everyone's brother, you are not allowed to go anywhere."