On the day of discharge from the hospital, it snowed in S City, and the first thing Zhou Jinheng did when he walked out of the hospital was to take pictures.
A few days ago, he returned from Weibo, flipped through the comments about himself, and was so angry that he almost threw his phone again. Yi Hui said that he would not cut the apple for him if he dropped it again, and deleted all the photos left in his phone. Zhou Jinheng calmed down for a second, put down the phone and innocently said: "I don't want to drop it, I just want to see if it has been repaired once. Not yet solid.”
Perhaps it was because he had been lying idle for more than a month and grew hairy. Zhou Jinheng became more active and jumpy in the past few days before he was discharged from the hospital. Every day, he ran upstairs and downstairs with a bag of salt water by himself. The laser scar removal effect was remarkable. The scars are almost gone.
One day, Yi Hui went to attend a lecture on art and tried to persuade the patient to soothe the patient. After listening to the two-hour lecture, when he walked outside, he saw a red sports car parked at the door. Zhou Jinheng came to pick him up with a coat on without changing his hospital gown. On the way, Yi Hui told Yi Hui how he tactfully escaped the care of doctors and nurses and slipped out of the hospital, looking quite proud.
The same is true at this moment, the agent asked him to post a message on Ping An Weibo, and he posted a photo of the snow, with the words: It's Mao Mao Xiaoxue again. The fans were dumbfounded and forced to understand that they told them "I'm out of the hospital". All kinds of gongs and drums and firecrackers rang out in the comments, and some fans cried and shouted: "Hengheng must not want us to worry to be so calm. !"
Yi Hui blushed when he saw the words "Maomao Xiaoxue". This was the reply he gave when Dora Hem sent him a photo of snow in S city.
When he was still stupid, he used to repeat words, eat, take a bath, kiss, and hug... Now that he is sensible, he naturally feels ashamed.
Zhou Jinheng didn't know if it was intentional or not. He's been chanting repeated words in his ear for a while now, and he can't say the words properly. When he said that Jiang Xuemei will be discharged from the hospital next week, he immediately said: "Next week I'm free, I'll drive my aunt back home. "
Yi Hui was so ashamed that he almost threw his car keys out the window.
The key was not lost, and the car was not opened. It was a long way from S city to the south. Driving there could almost be judged as not clear-headed.
The group of three got on the plane, and two hours later, they got off the plane and took the bus to the town. On the road, Yihui swiped Zhou Jinheng's super chat to see the picture of the plane drop off.
Some fans speculated that Jiang Xuemei was Zhou Jinheng's aunt or something, and directly ignored Yi Hui, who was wearing a mask. Yi Hui just breathed a sigh of relief and slid down when he saw Zhou Jinheng wearing a large size and commented below: Put the word "aunt" remove.
Chaohua is boiling because of this comment, and it is estimated that it will be on the hot search again. Xiao Lin called and asked him what was going on, saying that he wanted to change his Weibo password to prevent him from going on his own. Zhou Jinheng said, "Can't I post comments on my own Weibo? Besides, they all think I'm engaged, so this time I'll take it as my own. Pay in advance for marriage."
Without saying a word, Xiao Lin hung up the phone and hurriedly contacted the agent and public relations team.
Yi Hui never noticed that Zhou Jinheng was such a disregard for the overall situation before, so he tried hard to persuade him to mature and not make it difficult for Xiaolin. Zhou Jinheng said "oh" and seemed not very happy.
After a while, Yi Hui's phone vibrated, he clicked on Weibo, and saw a new message from Dora Hem: Didn't you say you like everything about me
Turning his head to look at the person who sent the message, Zhou Jinheng rested his cheek with one hand by the window, twisting his neck to look outside, looking lost and begging for coax. Yi Hui couldn't help laughing, thinking that he was so naive when he was in love.
Falling in love... Yes, they are in love now, they will show their beauty to each other, and they are not afraid to expose their small shortcomings. They have missed so much time, and every minute and every second is precious now.
Arriving at the town station, and seeing Jiang Yimang jumping up and down and waving his hands at the exit from a distance, Yi Hui took a deep breath of the familiar air, and the last bit of haze in his heart also dissipated with the wind.
When he left, he felt gloomy and heavy, but when he came back, he was relaxed and happy, and he almost jumped hand in hand with Jiang Yimang on the road.
Lunch was eaten at Aunt Qiu’s house. Aunt Qiu prepared a large table of dishes for them to catch the wind and dust. It didn’t feel strange to see one more person. She just stared at Zhou Jinheng and asked, “This handsome guy has a very familiar face. Do you often come to our town to play?"
Zhou Jinheng, who has been here many times and often stays for ten days and a half months, is not shy: "Yes, there are mountains and rivers here, and I want to settle here."
He was more familiar with this place than his own home. After dinner, Yi Hui was going to see the big goose. Zhou Jinheng led the way and led Yi Hui to take a shortcut from outside the backyard wall, which was indeed closer than walking through the gate.
Yi Hui looked at him suspiciously: "How come you even know this?"
Zhou Jinheng put his hands in his pockets and looked around: "I guessed by feeling."
After feeding the geese and returning to Jiang's house, Zhou Jinheng touched Yi Hui's room again without giving directions. Yi Hui asked him, "I guessed by feeling again?"
Zhou Jinheng nodded: "This house is not big and there are not many rooms. It's too easy to guess."
Yi Hui opened the window beside the bed to let the sunlight into the dusty room, and asked, "It's so good, shouldn't I be rewarded?"
Since he took the initiative to mention it, Zhou Jinheng was rude, opened his arms and said, "Give my husband a hug."
Yi Hui thought he was not ashamed, so he climbed off the bed and walked out sideways, his foot tripped over the legs of the table, and when he fell on his back, Zhou Jinheng stretched out his arms to support him, and the two fell on the bed together.
The bed is under him, and Zhou Jinheng is on him. The sun shines through the hair in front of his forehead and falls into the black pupils. Yi Hui swallows his saliva in panic. He only hears a "gudong", and the charming atmosphere that has just been brewing suddenly fades away. most of them.
Zhou Jinheng pretended to be clear: "So this is..."
Yi Hui was afraid that he really had an impulse to do something here, so he took the initiative to kiss him like Zhou Jinheng did when he came home with the prize, and said, "This is the reward."
Zhou Jinheng laughed out loud, obviously satisfied with the reward, but he didn't plan to get up, and said, "I want something else."
Yi Hui became annoyed: "You have to make an inch!"
Zhou Jinheng didn't take it seriously: "This is called taking advantage of people's dangers."
Yi Hui thought he was going to make some excessive demands, but he expected to say a bunch of inexplicable things.
"Don't build the fence yourself in the future, you will get caught."
"Don't care too much about those geese, I'll be jealous."
"Don't leave the scarf in the car, it will be picked up by the bad guys."
"And don't hate me... I love you."
The New Year is approaching, and Zhou Jinheng only has a few sets of photos to take when he returns to work after his injury.
The company looked for a few new dramas. Zhou Jinheng took time to read the script between work, and occasionally shot a paragraph and sent it to Yi Hui, asking him if this standard was OK.
After sending Jiang Xuemei home, Yi Hui stayed in the town and did not leave. As soon as Zhou Jinheng got on the plane with his front foot, he remembered where the phrase "don't hate me" came from. He remembered that when Zhou Jinheng was in a coma, he said, "I will hate you for the rest of my life if I don't wake up."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinheng heard it.
This made Yi Hui a little nervous. He wondered if the conversation between the two of them was heard on the day Fang Youqing came.
Chatting with Zhou Jinheng was a little absent-minded, um, oh well, I dealt with it, how could Zhou Jinheng not see it, a video was thrown over, and he said with a sullen face: "Do you want to see me kissing someone else?"
Yi Hui shook his head repeatedly: "I don't want to."
Zhou Jinheng laughed again: "Then this show is canceled and replaced."
Yi Hui stopped him and told him not to be so hasty: "The main thing is to read the script and the characters, I... I'll just talk about it."
Zhou Jinheng approached the camera and seemed to observe carefully: "Really?"
"Really." Yi Hui nodded in disbelief.
"Then I have to push this book too," Zhou Jinheng threw a thick stack of scripts to the side. "The emotional line is too complicated and the character is too scum, which is not conducive to establishing the image of a good man at home."
Yi Hui: "…"
Rarely free, the two talked about the kidnapping and wounding case that will be heard in court later this year.
Zhou Jinheng said, "If you don't want to appear in court, just stay at home and I'll come back and tell you the result."
Yi Hui really didn't want to go, didn't want to meet the three gangsters, and didn't want to meet the two masterminds behind the scenes, especially the one with the surname Fang.
Seeing that he was hesitant, Zhou Jinheng simply gave him an idea: "You better not go, even if you are not there, those few people will be punished."
After the New Year, Yi Hui still got on the plane to S City.
He was there but didn't go in. He heard that the trial went well, several defendants confessed to the crime, and they agreed with the crime described by the plaintiff's lawyer. Only when asked about the motive of the crime, Fang Youqing's reason was staggering.
He said: "He stole my stuff and I don't like him."
After Yi Hui heard this retelling, he didn't know how Zhou Jinheng, who was regarded as a "thing", felt. At least on the surface, it seemed that he didn't take it seriously at all, focusing on whether the sentence sentenced in court was reasonable, and also discussed with the attorney for a long time whether to continue to appeal.
Another plaintiff, Tang Wenxi, did not appear in court because of his physical condition. Yi Hui just called him yesterday. He was arguing that he wanted to switch to clothing design. Yes: "Is there any compensation? Just let me change my department to become a tailor!"
So when he saw Yang Chengxuan outside the courtroom, Yi Hui felt that he was a little pitiful for the first time.
Yang Chengxuan walked out of the crowd and lit a cigarette at the corner of the wall. He was more haggard after not seeing him for more than a month. The cigarette burned between his index and middle fingers, and his vitality seemed to be detached from his body with the smoke.
Yi Hui gave Yang Chengxuan the clothes that Tang Wenxi sewed by himself, as well as the purple flash butterfly: "This is what he originally planned to give you, and it will be returned to the original owner."
Yang Chengxuan shook the clothes away, and when he saw the "good luck" made of rivets, he suddenly laughed. Looking at the butterfly that was still bright and beautiful after being made into a specimen, the corners of his mouth drooped again, and his expression gradually became painful and distorted.
"Thank you, thank you." He still held on to thank Yi Hui, then put the two things in his arms and turned to leave.
On the way back, Zhou Jinheng asked what the two of them were talking about, and Yi Hui said, "Let him know what he missed."
Zhou Jinheng couldn't help but start to panic again, and silently drove Yi Hui to pick up the flowers in the store. The flower garden owner joked, "This is the one you can't be afraid of." Zhou Jinheng made a silent gesture behind him. .
I took the flowers and bought a few freshly picked roses by the way.
When he got home, Yi Hui placed two pots of white flowers. Zhou Jinheng looked for bottles everywhere to put roses. Auntie brought several vases and he felt that it would not work. This one was not tall enough and the bottle mouth was too wide. , took two large pots of water and dragged them to the balcony, intending to use them to grow flowers.
Yi Hui couldn't stand his look so rare, and said, "Don't you dislike roses?"
Zhou Jinheng just waited for him to ask, took the watering can and sprayed the petals with water, and replied, "I like it, because you gave it to me."
Yi Hui's face instantly flushed red, he hesitated for a long time, and said, "You, you eavesdrop."
Zhou Jinheng spread his hands and said, "I listened honestly."
Thinking that he was like a cockfighting cock that day, showing off his might to the enemy with his tail upright, Yi Hui was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to burrow in: "That's me, that's just nonsense, I'm afraid of him, I'm afraid you will..."
Zhou Jinheng came over and hugged him from behind, with his arms around his waist and his chin on his shoulders: "What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of. I said that anyone who hurts you will pay the price."
Yi Hui tilted his head to hide, but didn't dodge, and let Zhou Jinheng press his lips against his hot ear amidst the aunt's snickering.
"I said that from now on, I will never miss every appointment with you."
Yi Hui couldn't remember when he said this, so in order to get him off him as soon as possible, he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
As a freelancer, Yi Hui's work can be done anywhere.
So he went back to the town for a month after the year, and returned to S City when the spring flowers were blooming. Before Zhou Jinheng joined the group, the two re-arranged their home together.
It is said to be rearrangement, but in fact, not a few places have been moved. The main thing is to clean up the bed, rearrange some items in the studio, and then drag out the pile of things that have been in the storage room for a long time, and pick out the useful ones and continue. Use it, store it up when you don't use it.
Yi Hui's favorite Doraemon doll was tightly wrapped in a sealed bag, and it was still fragrant when he took it out. Zhou Jinheng claimed that he washed it by himself. Yi Hui paid attention to it and put the doll in Zhou Jinheng. On the pillow, he said, "Then it will sleep here tonight."
Zhou Jinheng immediately turned black.
When Yi Hui came back after going downstairs, he saw that Doraemon's ass huddled up on the cabinet by the bedside, Zhou Jinheng said with no change in face and no heartbeat: "It knows that this bed can't sleep a third person, so he rolled up his bed and exited by himself. already."
Yi Hui was not as naive as him, turned the doll upside down, and then cleaned it up.
From morning to mid-afternoon, when the sun was slanting westward from overhead, Zhou Jinheng held up the painting, Yi Hui stood opposite the commander, and hung the painting called "Breaking Dawn" on the sunny wall in the bedroom.
After hanging it up, Zhou Jinheng retreated to Yi Hui's side, the two of them stood side by side scrutinizing the painting, and then spoke at the same time.
"you… "
"you… "
Zhou Jinheng: "You speak first."
Yi Hui asked, "How did you recognize me at that time? I was obviously very cautious and only left a trace on this painting."
Zhou Jinheng smiled, pretending to be mysterious: "It's destined."
Yi Hui glared at him: "Speak well."
The current Yi Hui is no longer the stupid and foolish Yi Hui from before. Zhou Jinheng scratched the back of his head and said, "I have investigated Jiang Yihui, and his medical history recorded that he had suicidal tendencies."
This reason is relatively more real, but Yi Hui still feels that something is wrong: "Just rely on this?"
"Well." Zhou Jinheng wrote with sincerity on his face, "otherwise?"
From a scientific point of view, Yi Hui couldn't think of any other possibility, so he simply gave up: "What did you want to ask me just now?"
After escaping the cross-examination, Zhou Jinheng smiled brighter and pointed to the painting on the opposite wall: "I want to ask why this painting is hung."
Yi Hui rolled his eyes: "Because I won the award, I also won a big bonus."
Zhou Jinheng: "..."
God is fair. After people become smart, they are not as easy to fool as they used to be, but also greatly increase the risk of being tit-for-tat.
On the first night of their return home, the two slept after cleaning up the house.
I haven't slept in this bed for a long time, Yi Hui thought that he would admit to being born, and he might have insomnia, but he slept soundly all night until dawn. When he woke up, he was still curled up in that warm embrace, pressed against and pressed against his firm chest, making Yi Hui want to close his eyes and go to sleep again.
The chirping of birds outside the window stopped him.
He looked up, and the painting that had just been hung on the wall fell in the morning light. The figure in the painting seemed to have a warm yellow edge along the outline, a little less arrogant and arrogant from the broken light, and a little more shrouded. Soft and soft in clear light.
Zhou Jinheng woke up and said, "Good morning, Huihui," next to Yi Hui's ear. Seeing him staring at the painting, he said dissatisfiedly, "The deity is here, why are you still looking at the painting?"
Yi Hui turned to look at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a slightly lazy voice just after waking up, "It's dawn."
Zhou Jinheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and touched his face under some vague guidance. When he was about to touch it, his fingers paused, as if to confirm whether what was in front of him was a real scene or an illusion.
He used to think that he was omnipotent and that he could control everything with his hands. Later, he fell down hard and was dragged into the boundless hell covered in injuries. Only then did he realize how wrong he was.
Fortunately, the earth keeps turning, the cold winter will eventually pass, and after the long night, he will hold the lost treasure in the palm of his hand.
When his fingertips touched the soft skin, Zhou Jinheng felt at ease as never before.
How could he not recognize him
The whole world is a piece of darkness and chaos, and the breath is full of pungent and bloody smell, only he is clean, pure, and glowing.
He came one after another, dispelling all the violence and evil, making people involuntarily reach out, want to touch, hug, possess, and even cherish.
He finally understood the meaning of the painting.
- You are my dawn.
The author has something to say: The text is over, thank you for your company in the past three months! This article is my attempt to "chasing the wife crematorium". Most of the full text is about recovering the content. There is no process of falling in love, and there is not a lot of sweet interaction. I still tried my best to write it seriously. I haven't tried the character design. During the writing process, Xiao Zhou's character actually deviates slightly from the original track, but now I like him more, more like a big boy who knows his mistakes and can turn back to shore (?), irritable and cute ( ?), Yi Hui also expressed his love for it. In the process of writing, I struggled several times, and I wanted to give up the article (actually, I have such a process for every article I write), and finally I gritted my teeth and persevered. I applaud myself here first! There should be some extras. After all, they are not married yet. Xiao Yang and Xiao Tang may also have one. Take your time... Thank you again. I hope everyone can find their own Tianliang like Huihui and Hengheng.