It was past eight o'clock in the evening when work was over, and Zhao Meng offered to invite the leading actors in the same group to eat barbecue together.
She said that she had been to this barbecue restaurant before when she was filming in City C. Although it was located in the bustling area of the city center, she brought it in through the back door familiarly, and asked Xia Rong and Wu Hongfei to change their coats. , Putting on the hats, they really became "dark under the lights", until they entered the box, no one recognized them.
The color of the barbecue gradually became burnt and bright, and it was steaming, and the fat and fragrance were overflowing, which easily aroused the greediness of almost everyone present.
Zhao Meng changed into a sky-blue long-sleeved shirt at this moment, and the cuffs were rolled up, revealing a section of frosty white wrists. She stood up, and the phone in her hand had already turned on the camera. She looked at the barbecue with infinite regret: "Oh, it's a pity that I can't eat more, I can only take a few more good-looking pictures, and my fans are greedy late at night."
"Haha, it's miserable being your fan."
Xia Rong raised his head with a smile, caught a glimpse of a red mark on her wrist, and immediately froze his gaze. The scene of Tianlong filmed during the day had a high risk factor, and Xia Rong was not very proficient in bicycle control. No matter how careful he was, he took Zhao Meng and fell. His own hand was skinned. There was also a red mark on his wrist by the dead branch.
Her hairstyle has not changed, she still has a long ponytail, and her bangs are straight. Looking at her now, it seems that Tan Xiaoxiao is right in front of his eyes.
Xia Rong was in a trance like this, or Wu Hongfei called him back to his senses: "... Xia Rong, Xia Rong?"
"... hey." Xia Rong turned his head, "Mr. Wu, what's the matter?"
"Let's change the jacket back, your clothes are too tight for me." Wu Hongfei smiled heartily, "I'm getting older, and my beer belly is coming out."
"Oh, I almost forgot." Xia Rong nodded cheerfully, sat down and began to undress.
Because Wu Hongfei was a little too big, he couldn't move around in his seat, so he simply stood up and took off his coat. Just next to him was Zhao Meng, who was half-bent and concentrating on taking photos for the gourmet newspaper. He didn't pay attention to when Wu Hongfei stood up. He adjusted the angle of his arm and bumped into him.
"Hey—my phone!" The phone in Zhao Meng's hand was thrown out of her hand in an instant, and it was knocked out. Hot iron plate!
Seeing that her white and naked elbow was about to fall on the iron plate, no one had time to remind her, an arm slammed away her arm, and her elbow hit the iron plate instead.
The scalding hot air evaporated in the air like a "sizzling" sound.
Everything is between lightning and flint.
Zhao Meng immediately came to her senses and shouted, "Xia Rong! Are you okay!"
It was Xia Rong who bumped into the iron plate instead of her. He frowned, but still smiled at her: "Just touched her lightly, I'm fine, laugh... Zhao Meng." His eyes were confused for a moment, as if She was startled, then turned her head again, and said to Wu Hongfei, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I got your clothes dirty."
Wu Hongfei considered himself the "culprit" of this scene. His face was pale just now, but now he came up to Xia Rong with lingering fear and inspected Xia Rong's arm: "Don't talk about clothes, take them off quickly and see if they are scalded or not. Skin?"
"It should be fine, it doesn't hurt much." Xia Rong's left hand still kept its elbow turned inward, and didn't move for a while. He was comforting Wu Hongfei, but the other free hand was suddenly held by another hand.
The palm of this hand was cold, and the palm was covered with fine cold sweat, and it was even painful to hold him tightly.
Xia Rong was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Su Chi's eyes.
Su Chi seemed to be like this all the time, the more anxious he was, the calmer his eyes looked. His eyes swept over Xia Rong's elbow, and his tone was so tough that it was almost commanding: "Come out with me."
"... Oh." In front of the people in the room, Xia Rong responded, but was actually dragged out obediently by Su Chi.
The rest of the people looked at their backs and glanced at each other, some were surprised by the way they interacted, and some also tacitly understood each other.
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Although his eyes were unusually dark, Su Chi didn't take Xia Rong to any strange place after all, but pulled him all the way to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed him with cold water.
"... Su Chi?" Amidst the splashing water, Xia Rong tentatively called him.
"..." Su Chi lowered his eyelashes, it was rare that he didn't answer him immediately.
"Su Chi..." Xia Rong stretched out a finger anxiously, poked his face, and poked a small hole where he should have been a dimple.
Su Chi's eyelashes trembled, but he still chose to respond to him patiently: "...huh?"
"Are you angry?"
"No." Su Chi concentrated on flushing him without raising his head, "I just feel bad."
"..." This made Xia Rong choke for a moment, as if his heart was blocked, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "...I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, but you didn't do anything wrong." Although Su Chi said this, Xia Rong's soft words obviously had an effect. At the next sentence, a smile appeared on his lips, "It's time to be patient. Will the hero save the beauty?"
Seeing his smile, Xia Rong couldn't help but also laughed along with him: "What do you mean by being capable? I've been a hero to save the beauty a long time ago. Well, have you forgotten that a certain cat fainted in the corridor of the hotel?" At that time, who picked it up to eat and drink?"
Su Chi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Can that count?"
Xia Rong took it for granted, "Why doesn't it count?"
"That's how powerful you are." Su Chi turned off the faucet, carefully held Xia Rong's arm, and slowly took off his coat. It was indeed like what Xia Rong said, it was just a light hit, and because of the timely treatment, it was just that the skin was a little red, and it didn't look serious.
"I just said it's okay, I was just..." Seeing that the situation was not serious, Xia Rong immediately gained confidence, but after being glanced at lightly by Su Chi, he was dumbfounded at the speed of light, and said embarrassingly, "... I was just a little... confused …”
"Do you still think you are a quick-witted policeman?" Su Chi smiled, "I have ointment and anti-inflammatory medicine, I will bring them to you when I go back to the hotel, and I will take it for three meals a day when I go back, don't forget."
"I have mine too. Sister Yi brought it for me." Xia Rong said, "There's no need to go to your place to get it."
"Well, that's fine."
"Um… "
Xia Rong sniffled, only to realize that before he knew it, the distance between him and Su Chi was extremely close, with their heads leaning against each other and their hands clasping each other.
Breathing is close to each other.
After a brief silence, the two spoke almost simultaneously: "I..."
At the same time, he changed his words: "You..."
Xia Rong scratched his head: "You should talk first."
"Yeah." Su Chi didn't give in to him much, and said, "I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to promote the premiere of the movie that will be released soon, and fly all over the country. Be careful yourself, don't leave orders, and remember to apply ointment , Remember to take anti-inflammatory drugs. Call me if you have anything to do, and if I am on the plane, I will send you a text message instead, and I will contact you as soon as I see it."
Probably because of guilt, Xia Rong followed Su Chi's advice and nodded his head. At the back, he almost nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. Su Chi couldn't help laughing: "It's up to you What did you want to say just now?"
"...It's nothing." Xia Rong hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's not something urgent, let's talk about it when you come back."
"Okay." Su Chi looked at him, and suddenly lowered his voice, as if pleading, "Xia Rong, when you are filming again, can you, don't...forget it."
In the end, he swallowed back the prayer that he almost said, just like when Xia Rong rashly and kindly slapped a plaster on him a few years ago, he told him calmly and gently:
"... Forget it, as long as you are happy."
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During the two days when Su Chi asked for leave, the crew was calm and he was not around, so the director brought up Xia Rong and Zhao Meng's rivalry scenes and asked them to shoot first.
The main filming was ten years ago, when Fu Lin, who was aliased as Fu Lin, met and got along with Tan Xiaoxiao as an undercover agent. At this time, both of them looked very young and youthful, especially Zhao Meng, a rebellious girl who looked like a rebellious girl, and was as gorgeous and seductive as a poppy flower among her ashen classmates.
She herself is also very satisfied with this look of her own. She posted her on-site photos for several days in a row, and occasionally a group photo with Xia Rong, and said with a smile: "The way this classmate looks at me makes me really dream back to Girls' Generation. Acting[ Like] @ Xia Rong V [shy]"
The senior supported him generously, and of course Xia Rong had to reply interactively, but he didn't reply with many words, because talking to "Tan Xiaoxiao" in this way always made him feel slightly uncomfortable.
The content of Xia Ronghui was lackluster, and fans shifted their focus to other aspects—
[Hey, hey, I saw that Su Chi liked it!]
[Really ordered! I reminded you here!]
[I believe that Su Chi and Xia Rong are really good brothers, so sincerely happy for each other's every bit of progress, which is rare in the entertainment circle]
[Although Ben Rongxue is not satisfied with your use of the word "good brother", I still want to give you a thumbs up]
…
Since there was nothing going on with Xia Rong, he didn't contact Su Chi much, so after all, they actually "interacted" more on Zhao Meng's Weibo.
Unexpectedly, when Xia Rong just came up with this idea, something happened.
When the lunch break was about to end, he was changing clothes in the locker room, waiting for a while to start shooting, and suddenly felt dizzy without warning. After the severe pain, he opened his eyes in a daze, and found that his vision had been in the past few seconds. expanded countless times.
As if it had been a long time since he had been forced to transform into a cat, Xia Rong moved his paws with difficulty, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and it took him a while to get up staggeringly.
Fortunately, the mobile phone and other things were by my side. The little orange cat struggled to climb to the side of the mobile phone, lay on it, and texted Su Chi word by word: "I suddenly turned into a cat, where are you?"
After typing these words, the little orange cat turned over and gasped silently with its mouth open. After an unknown amount of time, he felt the phone under him vibrate for a long time, and quickly turned back to check. Sure enough, it was Su Chi who replied: "Just got off the plane, I'll be right there. Don't be afraid."
Only then did Xia Rong heave a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to type to reply to Su Chi, but he couldn't lift his claws. It was too strenuous to type accurately, and he was afraid of being heard by outsiders when he spoke. can give up.
He lay in a puddle of cat cakes in a daze, waiting for Su Chi to come over. When the door of the locker room was knocked suddenly, he exploded with strength and sat up suddenly. Who knew that the voice came from Zhao Meng: "Xia Rong, are you okay? I saw you go in for a long time, I haven't come out, are you okay?... Can you hear me?"
Xia Rong leaned against the door and hit the door with his cat's head, which sounded like kicking the door with a shoe, indicating that he was still able to move without any problems.
After hearing this, Zhao Meng felt relieved for the time being and walked aside. And Xia Rong was already dizzy, but these two bumps made his eyes stare, he didn't know what time it was.
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As Su Chi walked all the way, he became more and more aware of Xia Rong's physical condition. He didn't know why Xia Rong turned into a cat this time, but he didn't. Could it be because when Xia Rong turned into a cat, he was still in the air, and the magic power of the glass couldn't cover it
Rushed into the place where Xia Rong was perceived in his consciousness, and found that Zhao Meng was guarding outside the locker room, trying to open the door, his high-hanging heart suddenly sank.
But at this moment, he has no time to worry about his own feelings. Zhao Meng raised his head and said to him anxiously: "Su Chi, are you back? The director called just now and said that the shooting will start soon. Xia Rong has been inside and didn't come out just now. There is still an answer to calling him, but now it is completely silent, shall we knock the door open?"
Su Chi tried his best to keep calm, and said, "No, can you wait outside? Xia Rong is a little used to him, and he doesn't want to be seen by others. I'll just go and appease him, and he'll be fine soon."
"Really?" It's not that Zhao Meng doesn't trust Su Chi, it's just that he has doubts about the habit that "only he can calm down immediately".
"Really, hurry up, please."
Seeing this, Zhao Meng didn't waste any more time, nodded quickly, and hurried out, closing the door behind her.
"Xia Rong?" Su Chi knocked on the door, "Can you open the door? If not, I'll just crash in."
Xia Rong lay leaning on the door panel for a long time, and finally gathered some strength. Hearing Su Chi's voice, like light breaking through layers of fog, his heart relaxed, his head tilted, and he let out a hoarse " Meow… ".
Su Chi understood, he was saying, "I can open the door myself, don't bump into it, it's too noisy."
After Su Chi understood, he took a few steps back. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the door panel made a "bang", as if something hit it, and then the door lock clicked, and opened from the inside out.
A small orange cat lay weakly among the clothes.
Su Chi knelt down halfway, hugged it to his knees, touched the tip of its nose lightly, and watched the little orange cat's black and clear eyes looking at him weakly.
He was going to bend down, but hesitated for a moment, then hugged the little orange cat, went to the dressing table next to him, took an eyebrow razor, and swiped hard on his wrist, the skin was cut immediately, and bright red blood oozed out Come.
Xia Rong was a little taken aback: "... Meow?"
Su Chi sat down, hugged the little orange cat to his lap, and fed his wrist to his mouth: "Drink it, the effect should be similar."
"... Isn't it just a kiss, a kiss, meow?"
"I don't know, are you in the show now..." Su Chi looked down at him, his overly long eyelashes cast a shadow like a crow's wing in his eyes, and he moved his bleeding wrist forward again, " But that's all up to you. Until you make a judgment call about whether you're in the show or you're in the show...I'm not going to cheat."
"..." Because of the stalemate, there were already one or two drops of hot blood flowing from the wrist, which wet the little orange cat's soft fur.
Xia Rong raised his face, his eyes were wet.
He jumped back and jumped onto Su Chi's wrist. Su Chi thought he was looking for a convenient place to drink blood, so he obediently let him hug him. Who knew that the little orange cat twisted its body again and bumped into his lips accurately.
The lips and teeth were pried apart hastily, and the saliva was exchanged unexpectedly.
Boom.
"... I know that I seem to be too easy to get into the drama." The young man who sat naked in his arms and touched his lips and teeth had a hoarse and soft voice, "So in order to prevent me from getting too into the drama, let me be in the drama first .”