Xia Xiqing vaguely felt that Zhou Ziheng knew something.
How did he know, did Xu Qichen tell him? But they don't look so familiar.
My mind is very confused, and my thoughts go out one after another. He didn't want to think about these trivial details. Zhou Ziheng has a wonderful healing power in his arms, which can quickly heal the gap in his emotions, even Xia Xiqing himself does not know the reason.
He moved his hand hanging on his side, slowly returning to hug Zhou Ziheng, his cold palm pressed against his broad back, and his slightly raised shoulder blades drew heat from it.
Zhou Ziheng didn't expect that Xia Xiqing would hug him back at this moment, and his heart sank a little, as if a villain quietly sat on it. He could feel Xia Xiqing's fingers gently grasping the edge of his shoulder blades, and pressing his forehead against his shoulders as if to admit defeat.
This is not a kind of trust.
Can't help but rub his hand slowly along the line of his spine from the back of his neck.
"Are you smoothing the cat?" Xia Xiqing's voice was muffled, coming from her shoulder.
Zhou Ziheng laughed, "You mean, are you my cat?"
Xia Xiqing was stunned by his words, and the anger that had just gone down turned up again. He let go of his hands and raised his head. As soon as he put his palms on Ziheng's chest last week, he was caught by his fingers and firmly clasped.
"You have pushed me away too many times." Zhou Ziheng looked into his eyes, "I have to be ready to be pushed away by you anytime, anywhere."
But I know you don't really need me, so even stopping you from pushing away has become a conditioned reflex.
Hearing what he said, Xia Xiqing's ears were hot, and he did not look at him with his eyes down, nor did he try to break free from the hand he was holding. Suddenly, he felt a warm touch on his forehead, which was too soft to speak.
When he reacted, he raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were lightly kissed again, and the moment his lips touched his eyelashes, he couldn't adapt to make Xia Xiqing close his eyes subconsciously. Feeling Zhou Ziheng's hands holding his face, his fingertips pressed against the soft collapse behind his ears, and his kiss fell on the tip of his nose.
Xia Xiqing was flustered and sad.
He suddenly felt that he was actually very miserable. He had never been treated tenderly since he was a child, so that he firmly believed that these things should not be owned by him.
So that I get a little bit, I feel so panicked.
The nose was sour, it was too embarrassing to cry now, Xia Xiqing restrained hard, frowned and opened his eyes. Zhou Ziheng's forehead was against him, his nose was rubbed against the tip of his nose, his gentle voice seemed to be covered by a layer of sea fog.
"I know you think that you and I are not the same, idealistic and kind." He whispered, fingers gently rubbing Xia Xiqing's mandible, "but I want to make it clear that I don't have so much desire for protection. "
"Really... Don't you?" Somehow, Xia Xiqing's rhetorical question seemed weak.
"Well... occasionally. For example, when I see stray cats huddled on the side of the road, I really want to pick them up."
Xia Xiqing let out a cold snort from his nose, "If you say pick it up, let you pick it up? You scratched it so that your hands were full of blood."
"It's okay, it's a necessary price." Zhou Ziheng's lips formed a gentle arc, and he gently knocked Xia Xiqing's forehead with his forehead, continuing to say what he said before, "For example, seeing a beautiful rose. Trapped in the thorn bushes, I will also have a desire to protect and want to rescue him."
"Is it a good thing for Rose to leave the thorns?" Xia Xiqing looked up at him, his eyes covered with water vapor, tears that had not been digested just now.
"I went to save him because he wanted to leave."
"how do you know?"
"Of course I know." Zhou Ziheng's smiling eyes were crooked, which was his most childish manifestation.
Zhou Ziheng's logic is always strange, but always convincing. Xia Xiqing was out of temper by him, and then asked, "For another example."
"It's not like, as a science man, my poor metaphor ability ends here." Zhou Ziheng tilted his head and pecked the small mole on the tip of Xia Xiqing's nose.
His eyes were bright, and he seemed to think that he was too naive to laugh, and he deliberately suppressed a little, appearing more solemn and sincere.
"There is only Xia Xiqing that makes me feel protective."
Such a light sentence was so light that Xia Xiqing couldn't catch it. But it suddenly became so heavy again, it slammed into the heart so badly, it couldn't get it out, and it was deeply stuck in it.
The stray cat is afraid of human beings, and the rose is afraid of the close hand.
Xia Xiqing was afraid and gentle.
Because gentleness is the only invincible weapon in the world.
"Can I kiss you, now."
With such sincere questions again, Xia Xiqing felt that he was still defeated. He even smiled unconsciously, "So I still want to kiss?"
"Yeah." Zhou Ziheng shook his head quickly, "No, it's not what you think, I want to..."
Suddenly there was a sound from the bathroom door. Before Zhou Ziheng could stop his explanation abruptly, Xia Xiqing sealed his flustered heart with a kiss.
"The public toilets in this hotel are in good condition."
The voice of a stranger.
"Why do you care about the restrooms of the hotel so much?" The evil taste of men going to the restrooms is just a yellow accent, "Why, like playing so exciting?"
The hand with the interlocking fingers was gripped tighter by Xia Xiqing, his chest pressed against his chest, a kind of power seesaw. But his eyes are soft, full of bright tenderness.
With such a pair of strongly suggestive eyes, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but think that Xia Xi was full of love like those deceived in the past. Although he knew it was not true.
"What's the hotel bathroom. The nightclub is more exciting. Last time I went to the bathroom with a dreadful drink. The voice next door was so loud. I went. It was a live broadcast. It was called a wave."
Perhaps because of hearing their conversation, Xia Xiqing's other hand began to be restless, from the hem of Zhou Ziheng's black shirt to the texture of the skin. The kiss that was supposed to be an understatement also became sticky, and the lips were left and pressed again, boldly testing at the critical point of the kissing sound.
"Hahaha stimulating, I will try again next time."
Zhou Ziheng's frowning eyebrows showed that he was obviously moved. Xia Xiqing let go of his lips with nostalgia, stared at his eyes, and silently imitated the shape of his mouth when he raised his eyebrows.
[Try it? ]
"Try? Who do you try with?"
Being pushed so that it was a thousand miles away from Zhou Ziheng's original intention, he hugged Xia Xiqing tightly with a little annoyance, his arms wrapped around his waist, and the chest of the shirt rolled into his forearm rubbed against the belt of the overalls. The kiss came too hard and too quickly, Xia Xiqing managed to stabilize his legs easily, but his upper body was bullied by him too much, and the whole person bends back and was about to lose his balance.
"Oh, just take a dip and bring it in. Now the little girl is very good at fishing..."
Halfway through the conversation, a loud bang suddenly came from the toilet cubicle, scared the two people both turned their heads, and the sound disappeared.
Xia Xiqing also had a cold sweat, and the hand that had just tried to hold on to the clapboard but failed to control his strength was still stuck there.
"Fuck me, it scares me to death."
"Something's gone. You want to be a girl if you have the guts, and a girl can pick you up..."
The end of the lip, the tongue, and the sword, Zhou Ziheng, who was still thinking about it, bit Xia Xiqing's lower lip, pulled it a bit and then released it, following his lip-synchism.
[Stay with you. ]
There was another bang. The two of them didn't say much, they slipped without pulling the zipper of their pants.
"Fuck, hell, hell."
Hearing the sound farther and farther, Xia Xiqing, who had hammered the clapboard, was overwhelmed with joy. He leaned on Zhou Ziheng's ear and laughed, as he laughed more and more vigorously.
"You scared them so that they dare not make an appointment in the bathroom in this life." Zhou Ziheng lowered his voice.
Xia Xiqing, who was lying on Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, turned her face to the side, and blew warmly into Zhou Ziheng's ears, "Speak as if you dare, big star."
"Is there any benefit in stimulating me?"
"Yes." Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand and carefully arranged Zhou Ziheng's messed-up shirt, tucked the hem into his pants, and then tugged his belt buckle, "When you can't help it, come on. "
Zhou Ziheng laughed helplessly, "Why don't you wait for me and can't help but get on you?"
Xia Xiqing curled his lips, and he said nothing wrong, "No, I'll go to you."
"When can you give up this idea?" Zhou Ziheng looked at him with such persistence and found it cute and funny.
"You must have a dream to be a man." Xia Xiqing is serious, "My dream this year is to complete the great mission of helping you make a fortune."
"Then don't cry when you are disillusioned."
"I will cry with joy when I realize it."
"You better be." Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed his cheek. Xia Xiqing deliberately performed an expression of disgust, raised her hand and wiped her face. When she lowered her head, she remembered Zhou Ziheng’s injury on his arm. He went to scratch his wrist and found that the red marks on his arm had not subsided. It is estimated that the next day. Will bruise.
"It doesn't hurt." Zhou Ziheng opened his mouth first.
Xia Xi innocently glanced at him, "Who cares whether it hurts or not." After he said that, he loosened his wrist, "It deserves it, I rushed forward."
"Yes, deserve it."
"You learn less from me."
"I didn't learn from you, I really feel that I deserve it." Zhou Ziheng hugged Xia Xiqing like a large dog, released it again, grabbed his shoulders and stood a little away, smiling, "You look good today."
Xia Xiqing has almost accepted all kinds of praise for her appearance since she was a child, but there are not many people who are as honest and sincere as Zhou Ziheng.
Suddenly he became more concerned, although he seemed to be a little cautious.
"Am I good-looking or that Zixi good-looking?" Xia Xiqing raised his face and rubbed Zhou Ziheng's ear with his hand.
Zhou Ziheng immediately frowned in confusion, "Why do you compare with him?" He just didn't understand, but was misunderstood by Xia Xiqing, his ears were severely twitched, "Wait, wait... I mean he is all right. It can’t be considered good-looking, isn’t there a lot of that kind of looks in this circle?"
Xia Xiqing wanted to pretend to be cool, but he had his own thoughts on the corners of his mouth.
"Oh? Isn't that like me?"
Zhou Ziheng frowned in deep thought, raised his hand to pinch Xia Xiqing's chin, turned his face to the left, and broke it to the right, then straightened, and said that cold and nice rhetoric again.
"There is one and only one."
My heart trembled. Xia Xiqing lowered her head and licked her dry lips, spit out three words awkwardly, "Science male."
"It's a pity that my hands that can only draw schematic diagrams of stress can't draw, otherwise I would like to draw you every day."
Besides, Xia Xiqing's heart is about to jump out. He raised his hand to cover Zhou Ziheng's mouth, "Shut up, get out, smother me."
He was so bored.
Zhou Ziheng smiled and kissed the palm of his hand.
This person... Xia Xiqing retracted his hand. I remembered the descriptions of Zhou Ziheng by fans in the fan circle, what kind of arsonist, and the sniper, which were once despised by him.
It's actually quite suitable
Pooh. He has no interest.
In order to avoid suspicion, the two came out of the bathroom one after another. Kuncheng and the producer were still discussing in the room. Zhou Ziheng walked in first, and the deputy director shouted: "Brother Kun, Ziheng is back."
"Where have you been? So long." Kuncheng asked casually. Zhou Ziheng sat down in the seat next to him, "Answered the call."
"You're okay with your hands." Kuncheng glanced at his arm, and Zhou Ziheng touched it uncomfortably, "It's okay, two days will be fine."
Kuncheng laughed, "What were you thinking at the time? I can't tell that people are acting." Zhou Ziheng knew that he was making fun of himself, so he touched his hair and didn't speak up.
"But the moment you just stepped up and blocked it, it looks a lot like Gao Kun." Kuncheng shook his head, "It's Gao Kun."
"Xu Zixi is also good in acting, very skillful, and has aura," Kuncheng sighed, "but compared to Xia Xiqing, the traces of the performance are immediately revealed." After he said that, he glanced at Zhou Ziheng, "You too I want to go with Xia Xiqing."
Zhou Ziheng felt that he had seen something, and said nonsense, "That must be a good match for the acting."
"Come on." Kuncheng patted him on the shoulder, "You go back first, let's discuss it again, and we will make a decision in these two days. By the way, did you see Xia Xiqing?"
"It just seemed to see him at the door of the bathroom." Zhou Ziheng sneered nonchalantly when Xia Xiqing came in at this time, "He's here."
There are reporters downstairs. Originally, Zhou Ziheng wanted to go with him. Later, when he thought it was not good to be photographed together, he still asked Ronaldinho to drive him back first. Zhou Ziheng promoted a lot of activities for this play. , But this side is still pending and can't open the machine, and suddenly a lot of idle in these two days.
"Ziheng, you are on the hot search again today."
Zhou Ziheng got into the car, took off his mask and sunglasses, "The company bought it?"
"No." Ronaldinho couldn't laugh or cry. "The trailer for the third episode of Escape Day came out, and it was on the hot list all at once."
Hearing him say this, Zhou Ziheng remembered that the director of the program on WeChat had indeed asked him to help promote it on Weibo, and he forgot it in a hurry. He went to Weibo to refresh the homepage, and he saw the notice. It was posted at 5 pm, and now it has more than 40,000 reposts. He clicked on the video and watched it.
The preview begins with a close-up of a radio, and after a period of noise, human voices suddenly appear.
It is Xia Xiqing's voice, with a slow rhythm and a soft tone.
[The moment I met you was the beginning of the big bang. Every particle left me and flew towards you. After that smallest moment, the universe was truly born. ]
Suddenly an image of a nebula explosion appeared on the screen, splitting into several identical nebulae, which were grouped together in vibration, and gradually shrunk, gradually turning into an illustration on a book, a seamless montage technique.
Soon, the voices of several people appeared one after another.
First, Shang Sirui asked, [If both of us are'girlfriends', shouldn't it be the same chain of events? ]
Xia Xiqing’s voice appeared in the noise, [What if you are girlfriends from different time and space? ]
The voice hadn't completely disappeared, and Zhou Ziheng's question appeared again, [Why is the death record of the heroine written in your diary? Since you cross back, the heroine should be able to be saved, right?]
Shang Sirui's voice appeared again, emotionally, [In my plot line, I am the one who wants to save people. It’s the female lead who saved herself from shutting down at home and turning on the gas to commit suicide, do you understand? ]
The voice of the only girl interspersed, affirmative and determined, [Xia Xiqing is the initiator of the tragedy, without him, there would be no follow-up. ]
Finally, Xia Xiqing said with a smile.
[Believe it or not, I will kill you now? ]
The picture instantly turned completely black, and the music that was getting faster and faster became a noise.
The editing of the program group was absolutely impossible, and Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing. Such a notice immediately attracted everyone's attention to Xia Xiqing.
I heard my own voice in the headset.
[She thinks you are Killer. ]
[Why should I believe you? ]
In the darkness, a butterfly emitting blue light appeared, waving its small wings, and the small blue light gradually lit up the surrounding scenery. The back of a boy wearing dark blue clothes began to appear in the picture. The special effects butterfly still flapped its wings until it merged with the butterfly bookmark in his hand.
[Xi Qing? ]
Xia Xiqing turned around.
The picture was suddenly divided into two halves. He and Xia Xiqing occupied the left and right sides of the picture respectively. They were clearly not in the same room, but they were edited as if they could look at each other.
[If you are willing to take your life to bet my heart, I don’t care. ]
The picture was divided again, and four vertical frames appeared. The faces of the four of them flashed in sequence, and finally returned to completely black. There was an uneasy breathing in the darkness, and Zhou Ziheng's heart twitched. This is Xia Xiqing's breathing.
The door to the room suddenly opened, and a beam of light appeared in the picture.
A person walked out slowly.
Ruan Xiao's voice appeared.
[Has the hero ever gone out? ]
The figure in the dark gradually appeared, it was Xia Xiqing's pale face.
Here is accompanied by Shang Sirui's voice, [If I leave the room, the door of the room will be closed, and I can't get in anymore. ]
A smile appeared on Xia Xiqing's face.
[I am ready to go out. ]
As if turning off the TV, the screen shrank into an electronic wire, and finally turned completely black. With the sound of the sound effects, the four characters "Escape from the Sky" appeared, and a butterfly flew over, leaving a blue subtitle—Butterfly. effect.
I thought that the trailer was over, but I didn't expect there would be easter eggs.
Among the four vertical frames, Shang Sirui appeared first. He crouched in front of the radio and twisted the knobs one by one. From left to right, from right to left, Ruan Xiao's voice suddenly appeared on the radio, "Hello?" Shang Sirui She was so scared that she sat on the ground, and the situation of Ruan Xiao's room appeared in the black mullion next to her, and her expression was a little confused. Then the two vertical frames turned black at the same time, and the remaining two frames lit up. Xia Xiqing stood in front of the door and stretched out his finger. Zhou Ziheng in the next frame also stretched out a hand.
Apart from the white dividing line, the two people are almost like touching each other with their fingers face to face.
[Don't you think you are too partial? ]
[I was partial. ]
The video ends.
Zhou Ziheng is really impressed. The program crew can actually cut the trailer of a brain-burning suspense show to look like a romantic movie. The plot.
"Have you finished reading?" Xiao Luo, who was waiting for the green light, laughed. "Do you know what your hot search terms are?"
"what?"
"Look at it for yourself haha."
Inexplicably, Zhou Ziheng clicked on the hot search list, and the first two are related words of his own.
[Love Talking Boy Zhou Ziheng]
[Gentle Alpha Zhou Ziheng]
puff.
He took a screenshot and sent it out on WeChat
[Moral pacesetter: If you choose one, which one do you choose? ]
Coming out of the elevator with Xu Qichen, the phone shook, Xia Xiqing looked down at the phone while following Xu Qichen's words, and laughed without strain.
He didn't know what was going on, he could now imagine Zhou Ziheng's triumphant expression.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Xia Xiqing typed a few words quickly and clicked to send.
Zhou Ziheng, who was looking forward to the answer, didn't receive Xia Xiqing's reply until he got out of the car.
[Terrorists: Kids make choices, adults make love.]
The author has something to say: Xia Xiqing: It's all mine, why should I choose? I just want to go... [Be covered
Zhou Ziheng: No, you don't want to.