Going back in the evening, Yi Hui was at a loss as to what to do with the newly added number in the phone's address book.
The sister-in-law has sharp teeth and sharp lips, and she accidentally fell into the language trap set by him.
From hesitating about having dinner to taking a shower, I changed "I've eaten" to "I'm going to bed" and then changed to "I'm home". I wanted to struggle for a while, but one of them accidentally pressed send, but I didn't have time to withdraw it. , the other party replied: So slow? Did you secretly play behind my back
Yi Hui hurriedly replied: No, nothing
Ye Qin: Double Negative Means Affirmation
Yi Hui: Really not, I took a shower, it took a little time
Ye Qin: Oh, I didn't think of me until I took a shower.
Yi Hui was about to cry: really not...
Ye Qin sent a string of hahaha, and then said: I will punish you to accompany me to the set the day after tomorrow!
Yi Hui was confused: Huh? Isn't it a month off
Ye Qin: There is no way to do temporary work, take a few photos, it will take half a day, and I will take you to a good place when I am done.
Thinking that he still owes him a meal, Yi Hui agreed.
I really want to see him. Jiang Yimang only took a week's leave, and now he is going back to class. Jiang Xuemei has a nurse in the hospital to take care of him. Tang Wenxi doesn't know what he is doing and hasn't come to him for a while. I was afraid that Zhou Jinheng would suddenly come back.
After staying under the same roof for three months, the relationship between the two has not eased, but has become more embarrassing.
Perhaps subtle is a more appropriate word.
In the evening, Zhou Jinheng came back late, rummaging through boxes at home to find things.
Yi Hui hadn't slept yet when he heard the movement and went downstairs. Zhou Jinheng's left hand gauze had been removed, and he was putting the wound under the faucet and rushing.
"Are you looking for a medicine cabinet?" Yi Hui asked.
Zhou Jinheng turned around when he heard the sound: "Did you disturb you?"
Yi Hui shook his head and looked at his hand: "Does it still hurt?"
Zhou Jinheng turned off the faucet: "It doesn't hurt, just wash the wound."
When Yi Hui came over with the medicine box, he found that the scald ointment had not been touched, and said in surprise, "You didn't apply the medicine yourself?"
"I didn't find the medicine box." Zhou Jinheng said, "It's fine if you don't wipe it."
Looking at the large bulge on the side of his hand, Yi Hui couldn't help but said, "Can't you buy one if you can't find one? There are pharmacies everywhere along the road."
Maybe it's been too long since he heard Yi Hui speak to him in an emotional tone. Zhou Jinheng was stunned for a while, and then explained: "The filming location is in the suburbs, and there are no pharmacies around. It's only two days, it's fine."
Yi Hui, who was comforted in turn, was not in a good mood. Thinking of the random speculation and ridicule of people who didn't know the truth on the Internet, he felt even more uncomfortable.
"Take care of your own body." He carefully rubbed the sticky ointment on the wound and beat Zhou Jinheng, "You are such a big man, still waiting for someone to take care of him?"
Yi Hui said what he thought, not realizing the subtle blame in his words, nor did he expect to make Zhou Jinheng laugh.
It's not a laugh, it's the kind of laugh that I find funny.
Yi Hui had seen him laugh like this many times in his last life, but at the time he only thought it was good-looking, but now he was thinking about it, but he couldn't see the joking in it. Laughing.
Yi Hui suddenly remembered that he hadn't laughed like this for a long, long time.
I really couldn't smile at my cold face all day long. Yi Hui couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he was going too far. Doctor Liu said that this kind of behavior was an abnormal behavior after being stretched to the extreme. If Zhou Jinheng really had three strengths and two weaknesses, he would be to blame.
Is it okay to make him smile more like this
Yi Hui thought to himself, completely forgetting the reason why he wanted to control his life. It may be a natural instinct, or an instinct, that pushes him to skip the motive and go straight to the action.
He was fascinated by his thoughts, and accidentally was held by Zhou Jinheng and kissed the back of his hand.
Zhou Jinheng, who had a smile in his eyes, looked more dazzling than usual, and even the scar at the moment faded a lot.
"Thank you." Zhou Jinheng looked at Yi Hui, his expression focused as if he was swearing, "I will take care of myself."
The next afternoon, on the way to the suburbs, Yi Hui looked at the sun shining into the car, suddenly remembered what happened the night before, and began to wonder if his actions conveyed some wrong information.
But Zhou Jinheng didn't go crazy, and he said that he would take care of himself, which made Yi Hui a lot more at ease.
When he got there, Ye Qin, who was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, came out to pick him up in person, and asked him to have some snacks in the lounge and wait for a while, and then he could leave immediately.
Who knows that this "immediately" is more than an hour. Yi Hui also helped the staff to carry several waves of clothes hangers in the middle. The lady in the clothing group stuffed a handful of nuts into his pocket to express her gratitude. Yi Hui took a happy one. The fruit was peeled off and eaten, but the shell was nowhere to be thrown. After turning around, I found the trash can. After throwing it away, I turned around and stood at a fork in the road, but I couldn't find the way back.
This indoor studio covers a large area and is divided into large and small compartments. After passing through one of the spacious shooting rooms, Yi Hui wanted to ask someone for directions, but just as he was about to speak, he was bombarded by the staff at the door: "The scene is cleared, the scene is cleared, irrelevant people wait outside the yellow line, remember not to make a sound ."
Yi Hui had no choice but to walk in one direction along the corridor like a headless fly. When he arrived at a shed with more people, he saw many girls onlookers. He thought Ye Qin was inside. He stood on tiptoe behind the crowd and looked around. It was Zhou Jinheng who was wearing a black dress taking pictures.
Even the studio staff who read countless stars are full of praise for Zhou Jinheng's appearance and professionalism.
The chat of the two female staff members next to him revolved around "he is more handsome than the photo", chatting and talking about the lace news on the Internet. One of them lamented that he was married at an early age, and the other said that it was just a joke. , He is young, rich, handsome, and such a man is the most indeterminate.
Hearing these words in Yi Hui's ears made him inexplicably nervous. He shrank his neck and planned to withdraw from the crowd and leave in a low-key manner, but Zhou Jinheng, who did not want to be swept by his gaze, stared straight at him.
Zhou Jinheng strode to the door and grabbed Yi Hui's arm: "Why are you here?"
Yi Hui didn't dare to say that he came with Ye Qin, which was equivalent to admitting that "I am Yi Hui", so he could only say hesitantly that he happened to pass by.
Zhou Jinheng was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Wait for me, I'll be fine soon."
The "immediately" in his mouth was really "immediately". In less than five minutes, the photographer announced that today's shooting mission was over, and the surrounding staff dispersed. Hui stood there, not knowing what to do.
Instead, Ye Qin called him and asked where he was. Zhou Jinheng was next to him, Yi Hui couldn't say that he was lost, but said dryly that he had met an acquaintance.
Ye Qin on the other end of the phone pondered for a moment and said, "There is a very spiritual tree nearby. I wanted to take you there for a walk."
Yi Hui was in a hurry to get out, and just wanted to say that I was going, Ye Qin said again: "I just thought about it, there is no point for us to go to that kind of place... Give you another ten seconds to think about whether you should go with me or go with me. other people?"
Ten minutes later, Yi Hui, carrying a bag of nuts, followed Zhou Jinheng, and he led him to the undulating soil slope to the south.
Zhou Jinheng walked very slowly, sometimes looking back to see if Yi Hui was keeping up, the frequency was so high that Yi Hui couldn't find the right time to eat nuts.
After walking for a while, he suddenly remembered that "Go slower and take smaller steps" is what he told the netizen named Dora Heng, but now it is strictly implemented by Zhou Jinheng, Yi Hui's heart is numb, and he doesn't want to eat nuts , walks silently.
The current situation is not what he wanted, Ye Qin asked him to choose in a meaningful tone, Yi Hui was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he could just stammer, Ye Qin sighed and said, "I see, then let's make an appointment another day. ."
Yi Hui couldn't understand the meaning of "I understand" here, just like he couldn't understand the meaning of "I understand" when Zhou Jinheng said before picking up the kettle.
They always like to say things he doesn't understand and expect his answers.
But he was too stupid, and terribly timid. He didn't know how to answer, and he didn't dare to give an answer easily.
A hundred meters away from the slope, Yi Hui saw the rumored sacred tree on the top of the bare slope.
It is autumn, and the leaves are not only not yellow, but also lush and green. There was a small vendor on the roadside buying a wooden sign for wishing. Seeing that the two of them were together, they handed over a large one with two stacked hearts printed on it.
Just as Yi Hui was about to speak out, Zhou Jinheng said before him, "The two pieces should be separated."
The money was also paid by Zhou Jinheng. He returned to the road with the wooden sign. Yi Hui wanted to give him the money. Zhou Jinheng said, "I invited you here."
Yi Hui was speechless. He felt that he was the source of the conflict when he accepted the invitation with a cramp in his head. However, he had already agreed and bought things. It seemed that it was not the case that he wanted to leave halfway through.
The two of them continued to move forward in tandem. Boldly walked to the top of the hillside, Yi Hui wanted to find a pen to write and hang it up, but who knew that the thousand-year-old tree was too full, and the fence beside it was empty, and the staff was holding a ladder. Arrange the wooden signs stacked and knotted together, and let later visitors wait first.
A young couple in a hurry next to them said, "Let's just make a wish and let us hang up first?"
The staff member standing on the ladder holding the tree trunk smiled and said, "Don't worry, our mission is to let everyone find their wish, no matter how big or small, when they come next time."
Yi Hui has doubts about the staff's words. The wooden signs all look the same, and the characters written in black pen are similar, let alone next time, he hangs it up now, and he may not be able to find it with a blink of an eye.
With this in mind, I was still very cautious when writing my wishes. I wrapped my arms around so that no one could see it. I raised my head to look around when I was a little troubled. Those who didn't know it thought he had a treasure hidden in his arms.
Zhou Jinheng is the key target of prevention. He was impatient and wrote very quickly. He put down his pen in less than half a minute and sat idly looking at the scenery. When an outstretched hand was stretched out in front of him, Yi Hui was taken aback and thought he was going to steal himself. wooden sign.
When he realized that Zhou Jinheng was asking himself what he wanted to eat, Yi Hui's face instantly flushed red. He covered the wooden sign with one hand, reached into his pocket with the other, and took out all the remaining nuts and handed them to him.
It's safe now. Yi Hui took a peek when he wrote a word, and saw that Zhou Jinheng really started to concentrate on peeling pine nuts, and finished writing his wish with confidence.
After returning the pen, Yi Hui returned to the stone table beside the tree. Zhou Jinheng was facing off against the very hard shell of the pecan. Yi Hui was about to remind him, but he heard a crisp click, and the shell was torn apart by him. Into several petals, the sharp tip of the shell almost poked the unhealed wound on the side of the hand.
Yi Hui's heart skipped a beat: "You, you slow down."
Zhou Jinheng made a sound of "um", but he didn't stop. With another click, he smashed four or five pistachios with one palm, then carefully picked out the nuts and placed them on the handkerchief on the side.
When a handful of shelled nuts were handed to Yi Hui, Yi Hui was stunned again, and pointed at himself with wide eyes: "For me?"
"Yeah." Zhou Jinheng nodded with a rare look of embarrassment on his face, "I scared you just now, I'm sorry."
Yi Hui had heard Zhou Jinheng say sorry countless times, but at the moment, he didn't think there was anything worth apologizing for.
He only felt that he didn't have enough stance to accept the pile of nuts that he finally peeled, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at his hand and fell on the container holding the nuts.
Plain handkerchiefs with similar patterns, and even the words they said were exactly the same as at the time.
Yi Hui didn't say a word, didn't open his head, raised his chin slightly, and felt that the clouds in the sky were sparser and more blurry than when they came, and he couldn't see clearly with his eyes wide open.
It took him three whole years to let him remember, but he didn't expect to finally say "I remember" after he left for more than a year.
The peeled nuts ended up in Yi Hui's stomach.
On the way back, Zhou Jinheng forcibly stuffed the handkerchief into Yi Hui's hand on the grounds that he had nowhere to put it, and said that if he didn't eat it, it would be broken and throw it away. Yi Hui, who had just developed the good habit of diligence and thrift in his life, was reluctant to chew it. Slowly got rid of them before getting home.
Auntie had already prepared dinner. Seeing the two of them coming back together, she said happily, "Going out on a date? It's not too cold or too hot, so it's best to go out for a walk holding hands."
Zhou Jinheng seemed to be in a good mood, and told his aunt they went to see the tree that was said to be very spiritual at that moment in the suburbs. The aunt clapped her hands and said, "What wish did you make? That tree is really spiritual. I went there last month to help my son ask for help. Marriage, no, just called me and told me to bring my girlfriend home on the weekend."
Zhou Jinheng generously granted her two days off on weekends, which was still paid. The aunt laughed so hard that she could not see her eyes, she turned her head and went back into the kitchen, saying that when people are happy, they must cook another dish to celebrate.
Only Yi Hui was absent-minded and kept thinking about whether Zhou Jinheng saw what he wrote on the wooden sign.
But it doesn't matter if he sees it, he wrote "I hope my mother is healthy", and the blessings to other relatives and friends are hidden in his heart and not written.
In the end, I added a selfish sentence about myself at the end. It was very thin and small. Zhou Jinheng was the most impatient and would definitely not notice.
So comforting himself, lying in bed at night, recalling what happened in the afternoon, Yi Hui was still inexplicably flustered, and the drowsiness that had just brewed was gone.
So he clearly caught the sound of the door being pushed open.
Because Zhou Jinheng usually abides by the rules, he will knock on the door first when looking for him to apply medicine. Yi Hui has relaxed his guard recently and often forgets to lock it at night.
Hearing the muffled sound of footsteps on the carpet, he closed his eyes, held his breath, and slowly made a fist with his hand under the pillow.
Before he could hold it tightly, Zhou Jinheng, who was walking to the bed, pinched his wrist and pulled it out. Then, the five fingers were gently spread out one by one, and when the pulp of the thumb rubbed against the uneven burn on the side of Zhou Jinheng's hand, Yi Hui shuddered. , the fingers that had just been stretched out also curled up.
Fortunately, the lights were not turned on in the room, and it was too dark for Zhou Jinheng to notice. As he had done many times before, he lowered his head and kissed the back of Yi Hui's hand, the corners of his lips pressed against the protruding knuckles, feeling the blood flow under his skin.
Yi Hui heard him whisper: "If you don't want to be Yi Hui, then don't do it... As long as you live, whatever is fine."
As the footsteps drifted away, the door closed with a "click", and the light that fell on his face from the corridor disappeared. Yi Hui opened his eyes and clenched the hand that still had the warmth of others.
Still saw it.
The wooden signs are mass-produced, and each piece looks exactly the same. It is really difficult to find them after hanging them.
Unless it's special enough to care about.
When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, he watched Zhou Jinheng, who had already finished writing, bend down and hang the wooden sign beside the fence, and then while no one was around, he added a small line on his piece: Don't repeat the same mistakes.
After he finished writing it, he hung it up, and at the moment he found the one from the thousands of indistinguishable wooden plaques, he knew that the wish just now had been granted in vain.
Zhou Jinheng's words were as flamboyant and unrestrained as his own. There was a huge blank space. Others could not wait to write all their lifelong wishes. He only wrote a simple one—
Hope Huihui's every wish can come true.
The author has something to say: The handkerchief comes from the first meeting of the two of them in Chapter 7. Xiao Zhou, who walked through the window and entered the studio, thought that he was frightening Huihui; "I hope every wish of yours can come true" from Chapter 15 when the two of them rode on the Ferris wheel Yi Hui made a wish for Zhou Jinheng, if you forget it, you can look back. It doesn't matter if you don't remember, anyway, Xiao Zhou remembers the violence of chopping nuts with his bare hands~