In the 25 years of his life, Xia Xiqing lived a very curious life. He peeled his heart out of his body, leaving only his glamorous skin, squandering his life in this kaleidoscope-like complex and gorgeous world. Do everything possible to get the analog of love from others, and use it desperately to fill my empty body. Go sucking like a wolf, but in no way can it fill the bloody hole.
Those negative and negative emotions are used by him to nourish his own artistic cells. If he doesn't hollow out his own artists, how can he have works that move others.
Xia Xiqing, who is fascinated by others, is safe and considers himself safe. Everyone loves me, they all love me. How can I be miserable like this
But now, there seems to be such a strange person. He stepped over his body, went straight to the fragile heart that he abandoned and hid in the small black room, and approached the most dangerous area straightforwardly.
The alarm bell is mastering.
Xia Xiqing's self-protective nature made him afraid.
"No next time, I promise." Xia Xiqing voluntarily withdrew from the hug, skillfully showing Zhou Ziheng a cynical smile.
Everything is just a stress response.
Zhou Ziheng was a little startled. He originally thought that this hug could last longer.
Xia Xiqing patted him on the shoulder and stretched out his hand at the end of the tunnel, "Go up." After speaking, he bypassed Zhou Ziheng and walked forward step by step.
"… Um."
I was too obvious just now, too obviously worried, too obvious annoyed. Forget it, these are nothing.
The most important thing is that the heart is too obvious.
The basement is really airtight, so stuffy that people feel uncomfortable.
Zhou Ziheng followed him, followed his steps, and left the underground passage in silence.
As usual, it was the guest holding the camera to shoot the highlights. Zhou Ziheng proactively asked for a machine and walked to the side of Ruan Xiao, "Let’s take a group."
"We?" Ruan Xiao raised his head and looked at Zhou Ziheng who had actively invited him, his eyes subconsciously looking for another person in the recording room, "... Are you sure?"
"Um."
"Why are you looking for me, Xia..."
Zhou Ziheng quickly stopped the conversation, "I travel through every time and space to save you, and in the end we were still together in time and space on the 3rd."
Ruan Xiao looked at Zhou Ziheng with an expression [what are you talking about in a mess]: "Uh... is this a reason?"
Zhou Ziheng thought about it seriously and put forward another issue of saving the country by curve, "Then I will go to Shang Sirui..."
"Wait a minute..." Ruan Xiao grabbed Zhou Ziheng and sighed, "I'll be with you." Before Zhou Ziheng started shooting, Ruan Xiao bumped his arm, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Why not be with Xia Xiqing."
"nothing."
"You quarreled? It wasn't because of what he caused you to lose today!" Ruan Xiao's voice suddenly became louder.
Zhou Ziheng was a little irritable, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously, "Yes, it's because he made me lose."
In a sense, this reason is completely sufficient.
"That's it... It's true that neither of you will give up. It's a bit different from what I imagined." Ruan Xiao laughed, "I thought your relationship was bad at first, but sometimes I think your relationship is pretty good. . It’s so tangled, can’t you guys keep being affectionate?"
This direction... Zhou Ziheng frowned and stared at Ruan Xiao, who was smiling at his aunt, "Why do you want me and him to be affectionate all the time?"
Ruan Xiao showed a subtle expression [you know], and pushed Zhou Ziheng with his palm, "Because I am also a self-study girl!"
A program group, four guests, one is a fake fan who wants to sleep, the other is a CP fan who wants to see his own fake fan, and the remaining one is the opponent CP with the fake fan group...
Fairy configuration.
"Do not make jokes."
"I'm not kidding you, I'm serious."
"Don't, please take off your meal."
"I won't, please send dog food!"
Ruan Xiao was making a fuss behind him. Zhou Ziheng, who was walking in the front, smiled and quickly avoided, holding a video camera in his hand, and bumped into someone as soon as he got out of the room.
"Sorry..." The apology blurted out subconsciously, but Xia Xiqing did not expect to bump into it.
"It's okay..." Xia Xiqing covered her chest hit by the machine in Zhou Ziheng's hand, with a pair of beautiful peach eyes slightly bent, seemingly sincere but not so sincerely smiling, eyes fell on Zhou Ziheng's back before stopping. Ruan Xiao in the footsteps, "What are you talking about, so happy."
Ruan Xiao was stunned for a moment, remembering that Zhou Ziheng did not want to be grouped with him just now, and kept his tone for him.
"That's it." Xia Xiqing scratched back the long hair scattered on his forehead, and his eyes returned to Zhou Ziheng's body, revealing the hopeful smile that fans should have, "You haven't taken a selfie for a long time. Idol."
Zhou Ziheng had already figured out Xia Xiqing. The word idol he deliberately bitten was unpleasant. He didn't know where Xia Xiqing was hostile at this moment, and why he had attacked him.
It's as if I don't think he will be angry.
Zhou Ziheng turned halfway around and handed the DV to Ruan Xiao. He took out the phone in his pocket and swiped the screen to the right. With the other hand, he forcibly dragged Xia Xiqing to his side. The hand holding the shoulders held Xia Xiqing’s head and raised his right hand high. phone screen.
Xia Xiqing raised his head and turned his face to stare at Zhou Ziheng as soon as he saw the screen, and asked in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"
"Take a selfie."
When the shutter sounded, Zhou Ziheng released Xia Xiqing to check the photos he had taken.
"No Weibo, I warn you."
"Fan welfare." Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows.
Although Xia Xiqing was angry, she still kept a gentle smile as always, "Ruan Xiao, you see, it was this superstar who insisted on pulling me to fry CP, but I was unwilling to be forced to take a group photo." After speaking, he called out Shang Sirui, who was being pulled by the stylist to touch up makeup, and left the secret room.
"I'm sure now," Ruan Xiao tutted a few times, "you two must have quarreled."
Zhou Ziheng was too lazy to say anything, and put the phone back in his pocket.
"Hey, will you post the photos on Weibo later?" Ruan Xiao winked with a grin, "You can also send me WeChat."
"Take a quick snapshot." Zhou Ziheng reached into his pocket and held the phone with the group photo.
This time’s tidbits were shot for nearly an hour, and it was almost early in the morning when it ended. Shang Sirui grabbed Xia Xiqing’s shoulders, "I asked my assistant to order the most famous Japanese food here, as well as sake, which will be delivered later. When we get to the hotel, everyone goes to my room to find me."
Ruan Xiao shook her head, "I'm too sleepy, I can't open my eyes." She looked down at the wrist watch, "What time is it to eat and drink and stay up late, I will definitely swell into a pig tomorrow."
No matter how intimidated and lured Shang Sirui was, Ruan Xiao insisted on going home to sleep. He had nothing to do, so he had to concentrate all his firepower on Zhou Ziheng's body. He was stubborn and coquettish again and again, "You guys are not allowed to run away! Or get drunk! I haven't had any time for a long time, so you can drink with me once~"
"I have to audition when I return to Beijing..."
Shang Sirui retorted him with a smug look, "I asked Ronaldinho! Your audition is the day after tomorrow! Don’t worry, it’s just a night of fun, and the sake is not intoxicating. Just relax when your final exam is over, OK? Well… "
Zhou Ziheng was shook his arm by Shang Sirui, and his ears were filled with all kinds of soft and hard speeches, but they seemed to be filtered out, unaffected by the conversation between Xia Xiqing and Ruan Xiao standing by.
"Xi Qing, did you change your perfume? This smells so good, I planted grass when I was at the airport."
"You said it was on me? Oh, this is my... friend's perfume."
"What brand?"
"Super Cedar? Don't remember, it's a kind of stupid name anyway."
"Haha, are you really good to say that your friend..."
I had forgotten that his fragile side aroused the desire for protection, and forgot his addictive nature.
friend? I think it's a friend of artillery.
It started again, sick heart. Sullenly, saying that the pain is not too painful, the soreness is uncomfortable.
"Okay." Zhou Ziheng raised his head and compromised with Shang Sirui. Shang Sirui, who had been stalking all the time, was startled by the sudden surrender of the enemy. After half a second, he hugged Zhou Ziheng, "Really? Really accompany me? Interesting, ah, so happy~"
After Ruan Xiao left, Shang Sirui dragged Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing downstairs. It was already near midnight, and there were still a lot of fans gathered downstairs, all of them girls. He started screaming when he saw Shang Sirui who was in the lead.
"Ah, threes and threes!"
"Fuck, Xia, Shang and Zhou are out!"
"Ah, my self-study!"
"Hengheng! Mom loves you!"
Before coming out, Xia Xiqing wore a mask. Although he didn't like the crowded environment, he still habitually showed an extremely friendly side. He walked over with his eyebrows and half bowed head, and met a fan who excitedly called his name. Just waved slightly.
Shang Sirui is different. As an idol, he has been quite familiar with such scenes, beckoning and greeting his fans.
Only Zhou Ziheng, who was at the end, was not so friendly to them. Instead, he solemnly educates his fans. "Thank you for waiting so long, but it’s so late, it’s really dangerous, in case you go home. What happens on the road, who is responsible?"
When the fans heard Zhou Ziheng say this, the screams suddenly decreased, like a small animal accepting criticism, and responded in a low voice, "I see, we just want to see you..."
Xia Xiqing got into Shang Sirui's nanny car, and heard Zhou Ziheng who followed behind him instructing the girls, his voice low but gentle.
"Don't do this in the future."
The synonymous sentence of this sentence is probably "not as an example".
It turns out that there is something wrong with his defense system. People are just habitual old people, so they should pay more attention to you, a dangerous person with unstable mental health.
Taking the eccentricity he said seriously, extremely stupid.
Xia Xiqing sat down next to Shang Sirui, and tilted her head on Shang Sirui's shoulder after getting in the car.
"What's the matter?" Shang Sirui, who was playing with his mobile phone, turned his face to look at Xia Xiqing.
"Tired and hungry."
Shang Sirui smiled like a sun flower, raised his hand and gently patted Xia Xiqing's head, "It will be done in a while, I will tell you that the Japanese food is really invincible and delicious... Their wine is also good, hey. But I heard that the wine in that hotel is also good..."
"Take a selfie with us."
Xia Xiqing suddenly spoke, interrupting the chattering Shang Sirui.
"what?"
"Take a selfie and post on Weibo, haven't we just finished recording the show? They have been waiting for so long, so let's give them some benefits." Xia Xiqing's voice was very soft, and he said that it was really serious, and his head was still leaning on him.
"Yeah, send a candy to our CP fan hahaha."
As a member of the men’s team that has been sold out by the company all the year round, Shang Sirui has long been unfamiliar with this set. He took out the phone and took a picture in this pose. In order to show his offense, he also put on cool With a cool raised eyebrow expression, I originally wanted to reach out to touch Xia Xiqing's chin, but found that he was wearing a mask, so I had to change to the gesture of pointing at him with his index finger.
When the shutter sounded, Xia Xiqing raised his head, took off the mask, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.
Zhou Ziheng, who hadn't noticed anything, also closed the car door and sat on the single seat on the right side of the bed. Through the window, he looked at the group of girls who were still standing outside with some worry.
He lowered his head and just fastened his seat belt, and heard Shang Sirui yelling at him with excitement, "Hey, self-heng, please help me like my Weibo! Just posted~"
With a slightly perfunctory cry, Zhou Ziheng took out his mobile phone, opened the Weibo homepage, and refreshed it.
Sure enough, Shang Sirui's new Weibo was posted.
[@HighFive商思睿: A self-explosive player who recorded the list of episodes to autism. ]
The photo is a selfie he just took. In that photo, Xia Xiqing wearing a mask leaned on Shang Sirui's shoulder obediently, showing only his deceptively beautiful eyes, harmless and innocent.
what is this.
Zhou Ziheng accidentally pressed the home button with his hands and exited the Weibo interface. After staying for a second, he clicked on the album, and stared at the latest thumbnail of the [Camera Roll] album, which he forced to take the so-called so-called Group photo.
He was so angry that he directly clicked on the photo, with his thumb hanging in the air, resting on the small blue trash can icon in the lower right corner.
He gritted his teeth tightly, clicked the icon heavily, and vented his anger and chose the option of [Delete Photo].
Then Zhou Ziheng said that it was easy and not easy, and returned to the Weibo interface without venting his breath, and liked Shang Sirui's Weibo.
Unconsciously tilted his head, but he couldn't die to meet Xia Xiqing's eyes. He lazily leaned on the back of the seat and turned his face to look at himself, with a smile on his face.
Zhou Ziheng almost didn't sneer. Who knew that Xia Xiqing stuck out his tongue at him.
The chin was slightly raised, like a bad three-year-old child.
The author has something to say: Xia Xiqing was taken by Zhou Ziheng into a primary school chicken, and he didn't see it.
Entering the [official ambiguous period] countdown...