100 Extra Six: Dream
As expected by Xia Xiqing, Weibo had exploded less than five hours after the live broadcast.
[Xia Xiqing Live], [Xia Xiqing Zhou Ziheng Live Kissing], [Zhou Ziheng Behind Kiss] and other entries have been hot searched. The entire live broadcast and specially edited high-sweet clips have all become popular.
Especially the scene where Zhou Ziheng kissed behind the canvas was cut and posted by a Weibo entertainment fan.
[@一个鸡毛要去天: Oh my goodness, you taste the first-grade Zhou Ziheng this kiss, so I can’t close my legs together! This pair is really immortal, the world is too bitter, thank you for sharing sugar 555]
The number of comments below has exceeded 30,000.
[@自习女孩人生胜者: I have never seen such a Su in my life! ! ! ! Zhou Ziheng! ! ! I will remember you all my life! ! ]
[@四的冰块: Zhou Ziheng is absolutely amazing, what a fairy appearance! What a fairy atmosphere! Isn't this really an idol drama? ? ? ]
[@宇宙第一alpha: As expected of the man I admire! ! Although he is already someone else's man. 【Heartache】]
[@水树雪xx: Ah, this scene is really beautiful in slow motion, inverted kiss, I am the canvas! ! ! ]
[@我的心上人 is a little painter: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ]
[@luringlove: Passersby, I just think the faces of these two match up well, and the lovers in the entertainment circle are the top matchers. It's too exciting to look at. ]
[@几禾少女: No one noticed that Zhou Ziheng was still carrying a schoolbag? Immortal year down! ! ! ]
[@shooting: Ahhhhh, sisters, hurry up and watch the live video! ! ! What Zhou Ziheng said was even more su! ! ! I am a prophet, and I have verified that Xia Xiqing is my favorite! ! ! Also sent a powder water! ! ]
[@自习女孩’s quality is a groundhog: Yes, yes, yes, and even more so, Zhou Ziheng blindfolded and Xi Qing’s brother said in his ear that when it’s dark, please close your eyes, I am a Thomas and ascend into the sky to explode! ! ! Because Xi Qing's brother is wearing a headset, his voice is super clear when he gets closer, and the subwoofer kills me! ! ]
[@cantfocus: Isn’t it a hype? ]
[@不留惜Reply @cantfocus: It’s not a hype. Xi Qing promised to broadcast the live broadcast to fans because "Tracking" broke one billion at the box office and fulfilled his promise. Zhou Ziheng came back after school and accidentally entered Xi Qing’s studio. As you can see, they shut down the live broadcast afterwards, and this section is about Xi Qing talking to fans about the killing of a werewolf. Since Heng came in, he covered his face with a canvas and said that it’s dark, please close your eyes. ]
[@呼山风to reply @不留惜: Ah, ah, I also watched the episode of Werewolf Killing! ! ! ! I can watch them play werewolves for a lifetime! ! ! ]
[@silverine Reply @不留惜: The words going home after school are too cute! ! ! I will always love the next year! ! ]
[@墨雨如画Reply @不留 Regret: I see the point! ! ! They turned off the live broadcast! ! ! What is going to be off the live broadcast! ]
[@自习女孩冲鸭Reply @不留 Unfortunately: Werewolf killing sultry is really super sweet! ! ! Prophet of love words! ! ]
[@饭最甜的cp: Today I am a lemon essence, if my cp has self-study one-tenth sweetness. ]
At the same time, the video of Xia Xiqing's singing and popular science in the live broadcast room was also posted online, attracting heated discussions from many netizens.
[@ Living-Sorry: To be honest, I’m not particularly concerned about celebrity couples, but I’m a bit surprised after watching Xia Xiqing’s live broadcast. He explained that the rhinoceros section really poke me, and I suggest fans from all over the network come in and take a look at this section, about celebrities. The understanding of person settings and fan filters is simply truth, and there are many girls who are immersed in infatuation. bt, Xia Xiqing is really damn good-looking. ]
[@思无邪: The rhinoceros is amazing, you deserve to be an artist, I really want to fall in love with an artist! ! ! ! ]@无限好文, all in
[@为君起松声: This paragraph is very sincere. What many people like is not the real rhino, but the fantasy in their hearts. ]
[@go: These words are so transparent, bt Xia Xiqing's voice is really good, and her singing is too gentle. ]
[@朋友做自习吗: Actually, when talking about rhinoceros, brother Xi Qing always belittles himself, and always emphasizes that his personality is disguised. There are few celebrities who dare to say these words, [Actually, I’m not gentle at all. , You have also fallen into the trap of rhinos], I burst into tears as soon as this sentence came out. Brother Xi Qing is really honest, and it hurts me to see him keep talking about his shortcomings. ]
[@我爱上自习 Reply@朋友做自习吗: Right, right, super distressed. But I think his own character is more charming than his personality. The most amazing thing is that he belittles himself like that, sees it so clearly, and finally says that Zhou Ziheng is not. [He is a more beautiful reality than illusion, a rhino that cannot be copied] This sentence is simply straightforward, and he keeps his head down. With this sentence, I feel very unconfident in my heart, tears in my eyes. ]
[@山海难平: Seeing this paragraph, I think he really loves Zhou Ziheng. Obviously he knows that liking someone is a process of self-deception, but he insists that Zhou Ziheng is a reality beyond illusion. ]
The two protagonists who have been hotly discussed in the outside world are still cuddling each other in their own small world. After the live broadcast, a flirtation is finally wiped out the fire of a prairie fire, and the burnt life is covered by the fluffy and soft cotton in the afternoon. Be comforted.
In a daze, Xia Xiqing opened his eyes and found that he was not in the bedroom. To be precise, not in the bedroom of the apartment.
He sat up and looked down at his hands.
so small.
This bed is also so small.
When I got off the bed, I saw the blue striped cotton slippers beside the bed, which were so small.
what happened to him.
After dullly putting on his slippers, he realized that he had actually returned to his childhood room, the room that blocked all his pain and despair. The fear in his heart spread all of a sudden, Pandora's box was kicked over, and a black liquid came out, climbing up from his feet little by little.
The bright sunshine outside the window suddenly disappeared, and the world fell into a silent darkness.
how so.
He felt like a dull and clumsy puppet, shuffling to walk outside the door. He stretched out those little hands and slammed the door hard.
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone out there?" He felt a tremor in his voice, but he couldn't control it. "Is there no one? I want to go out."
This closed door looked like a serious face in the darkness, no matter how you begged, it didn't move at all.
He didn't remember how long he knocked, he just felt that his little hands were so painful that they were numb. This feeling is too familiar. He seems to have experienced it countless times. The only thing he can do is shrink in a small corner and hold his trembling arms.
Time is an hourglass flowing in the dark, and no trace of the passing can be heard, but he suddenly heard a sound at the door, someone talking, he got up excitedly and squatted on the cold door, knocking hard on the door panel, praying that someone could hear his voice. He was really scared, very scared.
"Is there anyone, it's so dark here."
The voice outside the door began to become clear.
[Unless I die! You never want to be with that woman! I will not give you the custody of Xi Qing! ]
[Do you think I really want to raise him? He has a madman like you, and it won’t be long before he becomes a madman! ]
[Go to hell! ]
[You are crazy, why did I fall in love with you in the first place? No one will love a crazy woman like you! ]
Quarrel, endless quarrel.
The parents' quarrel is the first horror movie the children have ever seen in their lives.
Both the sound and the picture will be permanently engraved on their immature hippocampus, which will never be forgotten.
Will I become a lunatic
No one loves lunatics.
He was the only child who scored zero in the composition that the teacher arranged in class. The title of the composition was "Parent's Love". Xia Xiqing took the composition paper, held the pen tightly with her small hand, and sat in her little chair for a whole class.
Just write a beginning.
[My parents love me very much,]
But his arm hurts, and there are purple marks drawn by the belt. His back is bruised from golf clubs, one by one, like the stripes of his little pair of slippers, so he sleeps. You can only lie on your stomach during a nap, not lie down.
In June weather, he must wear long-sleeved trousers to cover these scars and not to be ashamed.
Is this kind of him loved too
Even the teacher called him to the office and asked him why he didn't write.
"I don't know how to write..."
The teacher's expression seemed to be puzzled, "Why? Xi Qing, you usually write very well." She touched Xia Xiqing's head, "Mom and Dad are the people who love you most in this world, right?"
But they never said these three words to me. He wanted to refute, but swallowed back aggrievedly, because he was warned not to mention his parents outside.
"… right."
In a daze, he appeared in the inpatient ward again. He was lying on a small hospital bed, his sleeves turned into a pattern of blue and white stripes, familiar stripes.
On one side, he saw two children stepping on a bench by the window. They were Xia Zhixu and Chen Fang when they were young. They seemed to be crying, but they didn't.
He lifted the white quilt, and the nanny was sitting on the sofa in the private ward. She fell asleep. Little Xia Xiqing endured the pain and walked quietly to the window, stepped on the chair, and smiled at them through a glass window.
"When will you get better?" Xia Zhixu's little tiger teeth will be exposed as soon as he speaks, other than that, he is very similar to him.
Xiao Xiqing shook his head.
Chen Fang beside him clung to the window, "Well, are you uncomfortable now?"
He shook his head again, but as soon as he shook his head, tears began to flow. He wiped away the tears with his little hands, "My stomach hurts a bit, but I'm almost healed." He laughed, and gestured with his little index finger and thumb apart, "On my stomach There is such a long scar with stitches. But I can’t show you, my chair is not high enough.”
Said that he sighed on the glass, the fog condensed, and the children's innocent faces became hazy. He stretched out small fleshy fingers, drew a line on it, and then drew a wavy line back and forth on that line.
"That's it." His eyes lit up. "Look."
But they didn't watch it, they didn't seem to watch it, they were crying.
Seeing them crying, he really wanted to cry.
Actually it hurts so much, I'm dying.
After I die, I can't play with you, I can't put small earthworms in Chen Fang's lunch box, and I can't play paper airplanes with Zhixu.
Thinking of this, he wanted to cry again.
Teacher... If... If Mom and Dad don't love me.
So will anyone still love me
The room sank in the endless darkness once again, and those black fluid swamped him mercilessly.
Who will save me.
There was a silent distress signal from the wound.
The door suddenly opened, and a beam of light came in. The shape of the light was straight, like a sharp sword. The stress reaction made him scared, he was in that small chair, and he didn't dare to move.
A tall figure appeared, his shadow was so long, it chased under the chair he was stepping on. Xiao Xiqing raised his head and grasped the edge of the window tightly, looking carefully at the person's face in the dark. The light behind him was like a sculpture in his mother's collection. Holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, he walked in quietly, coming with light.
He couldn't help but lifted himself up, and rescued him from the darkness with those gentle and powerful arms. Take him through the hospital full of the nasty smell of disinfectant, hold him through the tree-lined road, through the musical fountain surrounded by a group of little girls, and come to a small lawn.
The soft lawn surrounds him with the fragrance of green grass.
He was still a little scared, looking at the stranger's face timidly. This man was very strange. He put the rose in his hand into his arms, gently touched his back, and gently stroking it over and over again. His palm seemed to have a wonderful healing power. He seemed to have no power. It hurts so much.
Even the wound was warm and itchy, like the level of itching when the tip of the grass touched his face.
This person is very good-looking. In his naive aesthetic, people who are similar to white sculptures are very good-looking, because my mother always looks at those motionless sculptures with that kind of cherished eyes.
But he is alive again, he will laugh, and his deep eyes will turn into two crooked moons when he laughs.
It was suddenly dark, and it darkened so fast. Xiao Xiqing became frightened and shrank like a stray cat that was frightened all the year round. But this person hugged him, gently saying don't be afraid, over and over again. His embrace is warm, there is a gentle smell after the sun has passed, it is the source of warmth in the dark night.
He stretched out a hand and opened his palm in front of the little stray cat.
There was a tiny starlight lying in the palm of his palm, and the bright beam of light spread along his palmprint.
"what is this?"
His voice was deep and soft, "This is a gift for you, thank you for being born in this world." The fleshy little hand carefully took the starlight and pinched it between his fingers.
So bright.
As long as there is a star, it is not pure darkness.
Stars are debris from the sun.
"This is a one-year-old birthday gift for Xiao Xiqing." He opened his palm once again, and his palm was glowing with light green fluorescence. A firefly flying freely in the night.
Xiao Xiqing stretched out his hand and couldn't catch it, but it didn't fly far, flying slowly around his little face, like a lonely orbiting little planet among the floating stars.
"Is it still dark?" He put his arms around Xiao Xiqing.
Xiao Xiqing looked back into his eyes and nodded in a daze, "A little bit."
"It's still a little bit dark..." He stretched out another hand, clenched his fist and placed it in front of the little poor eyes, "Thinking—" He whispered an onomatopoeia in his ear, and his fingers opened suddenly. A dazzling little firework burst out from his wide hand.
Brilliant sparks shone in those timid pupils, shining brightly.
"This is a two-year-old gift for Xi Qing." Said that he kissed the little back of the head, "Are you afraid?"
The little clever ghost turned his face and didn't answer his question, but instead asked grimly, "Anything else?"
"Why are you so cute?" There was a helpless and spoiled smile on his face. He wanted to hug him tightly but was afraid of hurting him, "Little villain. Close your eyes."
Xiao Xiqing hummed obediently, but quietly left a small and very thin slit, and his eyelashes flashed with a guilty conscience. In that small gap, he saw the hands that were holding him close, as if holding something vainly.
"Open your eyes," he said.
The moment the palm was opened, a small butterfly ran out of it. Its wings were covered with light blue phosphor powder. It was shining with a faint light in the dark. He danced around and stopped at the tip of Xiao Xi Qing’s nose. On the mole.
"This is for you, a three-year-old gift." He hugged his hand from behind and patted his belly, "We Xi Qing is three years old."
Before the impatient little clever ghost could ask any more questions, he grabbed that little hand and put his fisted right hand on it.
"To you, baby's fourth birthday present."
Xiao Xiqing opened his palm blankly, waiting for the gift to come.
A soft white flower fell on his immature palm.
"What kind of flower is this?" @无限好文, all in
The man kissed the top of the baby's head, "Roses. Roses of paper."
"I can use paper to stack airplanes." The little guy turned his face, and said seriously, "The airplane I folded is the farthest, okay, okay..."
"What can you do?" He touched his little cheek.
"You can fly out of my garden, you can fly out." He suddenly narrowed his mouth, as if something was on his mind.
"You can also fly out. I will take you out." He gently squeezed the tip of Xiao Xiqing's chin. "You haven't reached your fifth birthday yet, right? How about we have the fifth birthday together?"
The little guy turned his face, and the little butterfly fluttered on the edge of his ears, making him itchy and doubting on his face.
He took Little Poor up, faced himself, and kissed his cheek. The little guy was puzzled, "Why are you giving me a gift?"
He scratched the tip of Xiao Xiqing's lovely nose.
"Reward you for being so brave to grow up." For some reason, the stranger's voice trembled a little, "... Waiting for me so bravely."
"Are you going to cry?" The little hand touched his eyes and gently touched his thin eyelids, "Don't cry."
He laughed at once, "I didn't cry." He lowered his eyes, "Sorry, I am late, but I can only compensate you so much."
"I will always be with you in the future."
after…
Will he always be there
@∞好文, it's all in
Why does it appear, why does he appear.
"Who are you?" The little face lifted up, his pupils shining black.
The stars in the sky seemed to light up, and the cool stars flowed down, resting on this beautiful face, making his smile shine.
"I was born to love you."
The dream suddenly collapsed. Opening his heavy eyes again, Xia Xiqing took a few quick breaths.
He stretched out his hand in a panic and touched a familiar body temperature. Can't tell what it feels like, it's too complicated, sad, wronged, panic, fear, and peace of mind at the bottom.
The various emotions were mixed together, mixed and stirred, and turned into cool tears, which formed an unconscious sleepwalking on his cheeks, and finally fell into the quilt.
Zhou Ziheng, sinking in his dream, felt the person in his arms move, and said in a daze, "What's wrong?" His arms tightened, and he closed his eyes and kissed him blindly. After several kisses, he suddenly frowned and opened. Eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Zhou Ziheng was a little flustered, "Have you had a nightmare?" He patted Xia Xiqing on the back.
Xia Xiqing shook his head and slipped into Zhou Ziheng's warm arms, "It's not a nightmare."
It is a sweet dream with the fragrance of grass and the debris of stars.
His chest was tightly against Zhou Ziheng's, and the two hearts were close together seamlessly.
"fortunately."
Zhou Ziheng didn't quite understand. He reached into his clothes, gently rubbed his sweaty skin with his fingertips, hugged him and kissed the slightly convex cartilage on his ears, "Fortunately what?"
Fortunately, I persevered.
Fortunately, you came to rescue me, although I was a little late.
But you still came.
Xia Xiqing, who was nestled on his shoulder, suddenly said sullenly, "Can you make up for my birthday present?"
Zhou Ziheng touched his back once, "What birthday present?"
"Birthday present for the first twenty-five years," Xia Xiqing stretched her cold feet to Zhou Ziheng's calf. "Twenty-five, you can give it anything you like, small flowers or grass."
Zhou Ziheng laughed as if he was amused by Xia Xiqing. He kissed his red lips after waking up several times, "Okay."
Xia Xiqing let go and looked at Zhou Ziheng from a little distance, "Why don't you ask me why?"
Zhou Ziheng smiled, "Do you still need to ask?" He pecked Xia Xiqing's lips, "Make up for you."
Xia Xiqing froze for a moment, thinking that she was still dreaming. He reached out and pinched Zhou Ziheng's arm, and heard him take a breath, "It hurts."
Not a dream.
Suddenly he was aggrieved, and put his arms around his neck before he wanted to cry.
"Who made you come so late."
"Yes, it depends on me, I was lost halfway." Zhou Ziheng touched the back of his neck.
"Thank you for waiting for me."