Zhou Ziheng brought three bowls of noodles to the restaurant, along with fried eggs and bacon.
"There are too few things in the refrigerator, so just eat whatever you like."
Xia Xiuze was very excited. "It's so fragrant!" He took off his school uniform jacket and sat on the chair of the dining table. He picked the largest one and placed it in front of him. He held a chopstick in one hand and knocked on the table happily, "Thank you." Brother Ziheng."
Zhou Ziheng smiled in response. He wondered whether to call Xia Xiqing, but now the two of them are like rivals who have just finished making harsh words on the field, and they don't know how to approach each other. Zhou Ziheng simply gave up and sat down at the dining table.
Xia Xiqing walked from the living room to the dining room, with a heavy smell of smoke on her body, bowed her head and ate a bite of noodles without saying a word, then raised her head and smiled at Zhou Ziheng, "It's delicious."
Zhou Ziheng was stunned, holding his chopsticks and poking in the noodles. He is a person who is not good at accepting compliments from others at ease. Although he has been in this business since he was a child, he subconsciously finds all kinds of self-effacing lines when he encounters praise.
"No, there is too little material, next time..."
next time
As soon as these two words were spoken, Zhou Ziheng ended hastily. This time I got together on a temporary basis, and there is no next time.
Xia Xiqing smiled lightly, lowered his head and ate the noodles quietly.
When it comes to IQ, Zhou Ziheng is a genius who does his part. But in terms of feelings, he is completely blank, inexperienced, and always caught off guard.
A fledgling heart thief carefully flies off the wall. Before he can celebrate when he succeeds, he gets caught by the eaves and falls firmly onto his head.
Xia Xiqing really couldn't think of any possibility that he would overturn the car in the hands of this kind of person. If this kind of low-probability event did happen, it would really be blind. He has been in this mixed water for so many years.
Since they both told each other ruthlessly, I am a scum, you are not afraid of scum, I bet you will like me, and you are sure that you will never be tempted, which means that this risky game can finally be played. Kick off. He no longer has to hide and tuck, he can safely attack and assault boldly.
Thinking about it this way, the unevenness in my heart seemed to be better. It could not be said that it was because of self-comfort or because of this bowl of warm noodles.
"Ah! Brother, your show is about to start!" Xia Xiuze ran to the living room holding a bowl of noodles, before yelling from there again, "Brother! How do you turn on the TV?!"
After eating the last bite, Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, took out his phone and tapped, then threw it back on the table.
"Okay! It's opened!"
The way these two brothers get along is really weird and funny. Zhou Ziheng was thinking about it, but Xia Xiuze, who ran back again, was dragged to the sofa in the living room, "Brother Ziheng, let's watch it together."
"I have to go back..."
"Don't go back!" Xia Xiuze pressed him on the sofa, "Do you still have a job?"
"Not today..."
"That's all right!" Xia Xiuze sat next to him, with his feet folded, "You watch with me for a while, I'm afraid I can't understand you and tell me, anyway, you want to go back, but you don't raise your feet. The effort to open two doors."
This kid's mouth is so slippery... Zhou Ziheng couldn't find a rebuttal for a while, so he was convinced.
Not only him, Xia Xiqing also bowed down to Xia Xiuze's invincible stalker skills. In this way, the three people sat on the same row of sofas in a subtle atmosphere and watched "Escape from the Sky". The program first aired a title, about the staff building the secret room and the process of taking them into the secret room blindfolded.
Not long after the beginning, Xia Xiuze, who was sitting in the middle, moved his buttocks forward, nudged and slipped onto the carpet.
"What are you doing?"
"I like to sit on the floor." Xia Xiuze turned his head grinningly. After eating the noodles, his mouth didn't stop for a moment. While watching TV, he turned his head and asked Zhou Ziheng's various programs.
"Brother Ziheng, do you have a script?"
"The script... Yes, but some of our guests didn't get the script. The guest who played the killer seems to have it."
"Then your room is really completely enclosed? Isn't it the prettier one?"
"Um… "
"Have you tried lock picking? I can unlock the lock..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing kicked Xia Xiuze's back, and said impatiently, "Shut up."
"I'll just ask," Xia Xiqing moved her buttocks to Zhou Ziheng, aggrieved. At the end of the film, the first shot of the feature film is the scene where Zhou Ziheng is tied to an office chair.
"Wow, Brother Ziheng is so handsome."
Zhou Ziheng has become accustomed to seeing his face on the TV, but at this moment he is a little nervous and can't tell why. The camera switched from his face to Xia Xiqing's. His hair was half-tied, and he was wearing that familiar white shirt. His eyes were covered by a black blindfold. There was no extra expression on a delicate face.
The camera only included his upper body, but Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but start to recall the scene at that time, the hands bound by the silver handcuffs, and the white ankles down the rope.
"Brother looks good too!" Xia Xiuze's words broke his imagination beyond the lens.
The Xia Xiqing in my impression, Xia Xiqing in the lens, and Xia Xiqing who is right next to him at the moment are obviously the same person, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that there is a difference.
Can't help but want to take a look.
Xia Xiqing was lying on the sofa watching the show. More precisely, he was watching Zhou Ziheng in the camera. Compared with him, he really hated himself when he first recorded the show, no matter how he used the ethics of an actor. To cover up and disguise, he will always inadvertently detect his defense and hostility towards himself in the camera. But now he doesn't seem to hate himself so much.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his face slightly, looking for that face, but collided with his sight unsuspectingly and tacitly.
It was too coincidental, too short, sparks were sparked at the ends of the collision.
Zhou Ziheng glanced hurriedly and looked at the TV screen with composure. The picture was no longer in their room, but moved to Ruan Xiao's room.
"Brother Ziheng, aren't you a killer?" Xia Xiuze finally couldn't help but began to seek clues from the two protagonists. If this was just an ordinary suspense reality show, he would definitely start to analyze the clues and enter the situation quietly. , But now the two guests on the TV are sitting in front of him, how can he sit still
"Brother Ziheng, I didn't understand the password just now, what's the matter?"
"Ah! I know that, Morse code! But I don't remember to check it..."
"Oh, it's all because I just checked the meter. I didn't see this paragraph. How did this sister find this? Brother Ziheng..."
…
Xia Xiqing finally couldn't bear it. He hooked Xia Xiuze's neck and clamped his head to his elbow. With a "kind" smile on his face, he said word by word.
"Killer is Shang Sirui."
"I was killed by him."
"Finally, Zhou Ziheng was the first to escape."
After speaking, he let go of his hand, and Xia Xiuze just kept hugging his knees and fell straight to the ground. The meaning of the whole show, together with Xiao Xia’s three views, was hit by Xia Xiqing’s cruel spoilers. Got to be shattered.
"Ah!!! Why are you so cruel! Are you a devil?" Xia Xiuze rolled on the wool carpet, kicking the air like an angry foot, "I hate you!!!"
Looking at the two naive people, Zhou Ziheng's mouth couldn't restrain from rising up, and there seemed to be something in his heart that was catching him, asking him to take a look at the person next to him.
Yu Guang finally followed the thoughts in his heart and drifted to Xia Xiqing’s body. To Zhou Ziheng’s surprise, Xia Xiqing, who was crooked on the sofa, had his eyes bent into two crescent moons, which was different from the previous smiles. There is a kind of satisfaction and cunning for the success of a prank. It was the first time Zhou Ziheng saw such a childish smile on Xia Xiqing's face.
"I don't want to see you again, you are too much, I want to go home and see for myself."
Xia Xiqing, with arms around his chest, stretched out a hand and waved at Xia Xiuze's back, "Walk slowly, not send it."
Seeing that his elder brother had no nostalgia, Xia Xiuze became even more angry, grabbed the schoolbag in the hallway, opened the door angrily, and stood still at the door for a long time, as if something was brewing.
"Hey, I'm telling you whether you are going or not." Xia Xiqing lazily increased the voice of the TV, "Thank me, please close the door."
Zhou Ziheng has been hesitating whether to drive the child home, but he is still a little worried.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally prepared to speak, "That... or I'll send it..."
"Ahhh, spoiler the whole family!" Xia Xiuze suddenly cursed in shock, then ran out the door quickly and slammed the door shut.
Xia Xi Qingqi turned back and smiled, "What's wrong? I'm free to curse myself..."
These two brothers are really... Zhou Ziheng sighed funny and helplessly, his eyes finally returned to the TV screen. Coincidentally, the picture once again returned to his room with Xia Xiqing. This is the scene where Xia Xiqing cracked the Morse code in the "Mirror Suite". The viewing angle of the TV is completely different from that of him at the scene. It should be near the mirror. Placement of the camera.
From the frontal perspective, Xia Xiqing, whose hands were handcuffed, raised his legs, kicked the mirror to pieces with one foot, and then slowly retracted, decisive and calm, but I don’t know why, obviously the editing is very good, the production is also very good, even The BGM that matches the show is just right, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that something is missing.
It is impossible to reproduce the shock of seeing Xia Xiqing kick the mirror to pieces when he was in the secret room at that time.
Xia Xiqing stared at the TV screen intently, watching as he raised his handcuffed hands to Zhou Ziheng's face.
"Do you know?" Zhou Ziheng said suddenly, "At that time, I thought, or I would take the key away now. Xia Xiqing is so cunning. If you have the key in hand, it seems safer." He looked at Xia Xiqing and smiled very candidly. , "At least there is a handle in your hand."
Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng blankly. His slightly bent eyes, upturned corners of his mouth, and the white teeth that appeared when he spoke, had a deep contour and a refreshing temperament, which made people think of the snow-white roofs on the coast of the Aegean Sea.
"I always thought that you were the killer, so I was very alert." Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at the screen, he was accepting Xia Xiqing's request, and lowered his head to help him unlock the handcuffs.
His voice was very soft, "Actually, I was able to come out smoothly in the end because of you."
There seemed to be a lake in my ears, and a round pebble fell and gradually sank. Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng, whose head was slightly lowered on the screen, almost ten centimeters away from him.
"Do you know what I was thinking?"
Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at Xia Xiqing's profile. The constantly changing light from the TV reflected into his pupils, like a glass ball exuding a strange luster, "What?"
"What I think is..." Xia Xiqing, who had been motionless watching TV, suddenly turned around, stretched out her hand around Zhou Ziheng's back, stroked the back of his head, and the whole person was close to him, the distance between face and face turned into an instant. Close at hand.
Once again, surrounded and invaded by the familiar smell of perfume.
Before Zhou Ziheng's brain was working well, Xia Xiqing stretched out his other hand to hold his chin.
"Your face is really suitable for kissing."
After speaking, he turned his face and kissed him.
For some reason, Zhou Ziheng's alarm was delayed, and he was almost paralyzed when Xia Xiqing approached. It wasn't until Xia Xiqing really kissed him that the whistle in his head suddenly woke up.
Xia Xiqing must be crazy!
He tried to push away, but it was counterproductive. Xia Xiqing's hand gripped tighter, and the tip of his tongue almost half-forced in, lust and aggression merged into one. In his eyes, the kiss should be the most tender thing in the world, but at this moment it has become Xia Xiqing's weapon to conquer the city.
Xia Xiqing also felt that he was crazy. He just wanted to do this, and the desire in his heart was eager, like a robber with a knife, forcing his body to do everything that can satisfy him. Licking, entanglement, and sucking, the closer he gets, the more he desires more. No matter how Zhou Ziheng pushes his shoulders, he is unwilling to give up, instead he wants to get closer.
The kiss between the two men is a tug of war that will never win.
The temperature rose rapidly between the intimate friction and the rapid exchange of breath, and the strong musky scent in his perfume was even stronger. Obviously he is a veteran in love, but Xia Xiqing became flustered under Zhou Ziheng's resistance, holding his lips and tongue out of nowhere, but seeing his forbearing eyebrows evoked a more intense fire, burning himself hot. .
Zhou Ziheng frowned, Xia Xiqing’s hands resembling a slippery cold snake, rubbing his throat and snaking down from the black windbreaker, he woke up suddenly and grabbed Xia Xiqing’s wrist forcefully, no matter how hard he tried. , The other party just didn't repent, refused to give up, and even sat on his body with legs split, trying to suppress him.
It's crazy!
When he turned his head, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a sweet smell in his mouth. The delayed pain made him frown, and his movements became slow. Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the situation to turn his back and crushed him under him, holding his hands, firmly. Press on the sofa.
He gasped uncontrollably, his thick eyelashes were covered with misty beads of sweat. Xia Xiqing in his sight was different from before. His pale face was flushed with emotions, and his bitten lips leaked blood and wounds. It looks like some kind of beautiful flowers bloomed inside.
"You're crazy..." Zhou Ziheng's breathing subsided a little, his chest still buckled together, unable to cover his previous throbbing.
Xia Xiqing laughed suddenly, his teeth were stained with bright red, "I was a lunatic."
Such an expression is like a tortured addict.
"You said you weren't afraid."