The winter came suddenly, and a strong wind engulfed Beijing, and the air was soaked in the smell of coldness. Xia Xiqing was mounting a new painting when the phone rang.
"Hey..." Xia Xiqing put on the headphones, still pressing the edge of the frame in his hand, "Who?"
"Brother!" Xia Xiuze's voice was still in the period of changing voice, crunchy with some dumbness. When I heard it, I knew that I didn't protect my voice, and he yelled and made his voice dumb.
"If you have a fart, let it go." Xia Xiqing pushed his glasses and tightened the canvas, "Your brother, I'm busy."
When Xia Xiuze heard this, he immediately explained, "I really have something to tell you this time. This Sunday, Xia Zhixiu promised his grandfather's 90th birthday. Please let us go together."
Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, "I have told you how many times, don't call people by name, be careful of being beaten." He thought about it, and then said, "Uncle's birthday...Who will go there?"
"Well... Our family is the only one of us. Dad won't go. He said that the junior should just go and celebrate."
"That's OK." Xia Zhixu agreed as soon as he heard that Xia Yunkai would not go. "I will tell Xia Zhixu. Then you can leave home and let the driver see you."
Xia Xiuze on the phone was screaming but unwilling. The studio door was open. Suddenly Xia Xiqing heard a sound outside. He put down the painting and looked out, but he was pinched by a hand with his chin suddenly fast. There was no reaction.
Zhou Ziheng bowed his head and kissed him, then put him in his arms.
"Hey, you scared me."
"What's wrong, brother? Brother, are you okay!"
"It's okay." Xia Xiqing frowned and raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose, and whispered in his ear who to call. Coincidentally, Xia Xiuze at the other end of the sentence also asked the same question.
"No one." Xia Xiqing pinched Zhou Ziheng's wrist and smirked, and said to the microphone on the headset without shame, "Your sister-in-law."
"what!??"
Zhou Ziheng twisted his cheek, "What did you say?"
Xia Xiqing raised his face and smiled unscrupulously, "What? I don't want to take it as it is. Forget it, I'll find someone else."
"Dare you." Zhou Ziheng tugged his earphones, "Brother, sister-in-law, I am going to do something unsuitable for children now, let's hang up." After speaking, he pinched the phone and pressed Xia Xiqing against the wall.
It was agreed not to mess around in the studio, but in the end it was broken. Xia Xiqing felt that he had no principles, especially after Zhou Ziheng. He is like a limp snake whose bones have been drawn. He sits up on the lazy sofa in the corner of the studio. He is covered with Zhou Ziheng's cashmere coat. His eyes are lazily staring at Zhou Ziheng, who was ordered by him to clean up the "crime" scene.
"I want to smoke."
"No." Zhou Ziheng sorted out the workbench that had just been made like a typhoon, and walked to Xia Xiqing's side, stretched out his two long legs and slumped with him on the lazy couch, drilled into his coat, and stretched out his hand. He took Xia Xiqing into his arms and stretched it into his sweater, touching his back with sweat.
"Don't catch a cold."
"Not so much." Xia Xiqing shrank his head against Zhou Ziheng's neck, as if sleepy, and yawned.
Zhou Ziheng's hand lightly patted his shoulder, coaxing a child. Before returning home, he also received a call from his brother, saying that Wei Min’s case has basically been settled. Although the video recorded by the laptop camera cannot be used as valid legal evidence in court, they are basically asked to do so. The follow-up investigation provided information and became the key to conviction.
But who gave that video to Xia Xiqing, Zhou Ziheng has never understood this.
Xia Xiqing only mentioned it, saying that he was a friend who studied IT, and it must be meant to protect him. Zhou Ziheng didn't ask any more, but he thought that Xia Xiqing had a lot of great friends around him.
The people around him have fallen asleep against his neck, like little animals close to the heat source in winter. Zhou Ziheng let go of his arms lightly, his arms passed through his neck and knee sockets, picked him up from the lazy couch, and hugged him back to the bedroom.
Sunday came very fast, Xia Xiqing drove the car and took the gifts he bought before to the hotel’s private room for birthday celebration. Although it was the 90th birthday, there were not many relatives actually present. Xia Xiqing just opened the private room door and saw him sitting. Xia Zhixu, who was next to the birthday star, was pouring tea for his grandfather. As soon as he looked up, he saw Xia Xiqing raising his eyebrows.
"Uncle, I wish you good luck in the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan." Xia Xiqing put aside the gifts he had brought, and held a cup of tea to respectfully respect the old man.
"Isn't this the youngest member's house? Sit down quickly."
Many people came one after another. Xia Xiqing and Xia Zhixu should sit on both sides of each other on the basis of seniority. However, Xia Xiqing and Xia Xiuze’s peers were in their forties and fifty years old. It was strange to sit in the middle of the two people, so it was logical to suffer. Xia Zhixu sat down. A meal is eaten from seven o'clock in the evening to almost ten o'clock in the evening. Xia Xiuze still has classes on Monday, so he has no choice but to be picked up by his own driver.
Xia Xiqing's mobile phone shook, and he took it out to see that it was a WeChat message.
[Renaissance: I have a magazine to shoot tonight. It may be late in the night. You go to bed early at night. ]
Xia Xiqing was thinking about whether to inform Zhou Ziheng and tell him that he was also eating out. Xia Zhixu who happened to be sitting next to him turned his head and said, "Hey, let's withdraw."
"All right?" Xia Xiqing glanced at him and lowered his voice, "Your grandfather's birthday."
"It's okay, my dad is here." Xia Zhixu coughed, "I want to go back soon. If I don't go back, he won't sleep."
"Tsk tusk." Of course Xia Xiqing knows who Xia Zhixu said "he" is. "You two are so tired of me." But since Xia Zhixu doesn't want to stay anymore, he just wants to escape, "That old idea."
Xia Zhixu made an OK gesture under the table.
When the two met in such a pair, Xia Xiqing put the phone away, and toasted the relatives and friends one cup after another. After fifteen minutes passed, he collapsed on the table, his mouth still yelling. , "So, what, big cousin, I toast you a cup..."
"Hahaha Xiqing is drunk."
"This kid is like that, and the toast is endless."
Xia Zhixu took a sip of black tea in silence, showing an expression that suddenly remembered something important, "By the way, he came by car."
"Then... Find a substitute driver."
"He is so drunk, it is not very convenient to drive on behalf of him." Xia Zhixu took out the car key from his pocket, "I'll take him back, it just happens that the place I live is not far from him." He looked at it. My father glanced at him, and the other party seemed to have been deceived. He nodded, "Take care of your uncle."
Xia Zhixu twitched his mouth, "Hey, I see."
Just like that, Xia Xiqing, who was pretending to be dead, walked all the way downstairs.
"Okay, don't pretend."
"Yeah." Xia Xiqing stood still and patted his face, "Fortunately, your uncle I drink a lot."
"Taking less people and taking advantage." Xia Zhixu put both hands in his pockets, "You can't go on the road after drinking, I'll drive you and send you back."
The wind outside caused pain on the face, and Xia Xiqing shrank her face into the scarf. Reached out and squeezed Xia Zhixu's face, "Really my dear nephew."
"Fuck off." Xia Zhixu broke his hand, and the two walked side by side to the parking place. Xia Zhixu got in the car with Xia Xiqing sitting in the co-pilot. He originally went straight to Xia Xiqing's apartment, but Xia Xiqing stopped halfway. Here comes the news of Zhou Ziheng.
[Renaissance: I may not be able to go back today, baby, I have been unable to finish things here, I guess it will take all night, I have to go to the company to sign a brand contract early tomorrow morning. You go to sleep and don't wait for me. ]
Xia Xiqing narrowed her mouth and returned an OK expression. Xia Zhixu saw that his expression was sullen, and the phone screen was unlocked and locked, and couldn't help but laugh, "Why, that silly buddy finally sees your true face and wants to dump you?"
"Who are you stupid?"
Xia Zhixu was taken aback. When it was rare that he hurt him, he came back not for himself, "Oh, I like him so much. I am really eye-opening, and you have a time to be serious."
Xia Xiqing didn't speak, and was bored for a long time before finally speaking, "I'm so bored and going back to sleep alone." He turned his head, "I'm going to your house tonight, I want to drink Chenchen's sober tea."
As usual, Xia knows that Xu must be rejected soon, but this time, because of Xia Xiqing's help to escape from the wine, he reluctantly agreed, "Give me back before nine o'clock in the morning."
"Yes. By the way, I went to my house for dinner at noon. Someone gave me a blue fin golden gun two days ago. I will not do it. Let Chenchen make it for me tomorrow. Then we will go to my house together."
Xia Xiqing promised happily, already thinking about it in his heart. Since he can't be sweet to Zhou Ziheng, he also resolutely refuses to let others get intimacy in front of him.
It happened that Zhou Ziheng should be back the next day, to have a meal together and give a formal introduction.
The next morning, Zhou Ziheng returned to the company tired and sleepy, and fell on the sofa to make up for his sleep. Ronaldinho poured him a cup of coffee and went to buy breakfast again, which woke him up, "Ziheng, Get up and clean up, and you'll have to sign the contract in a while."
Zhou Ziheng rubbed his eyes and got up from the sofa, eating something casually to cushion it. The company's stylist rushed over to do his styling, so he closed his eyes, thinking about calling Xia Xiqing when he finished blowing his hair.
"Hey Ziheng, is your relationship with Xi Qing very good?" The stylist sister sprayed a styling spray. Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes and looked at the stylist in the mirror with some confusion, "What's the matter?"
"No, I just ate melons when I was on the road," the young lady stylist looked at him with a grin, "I just want to inquire from you to see if there are real melons of better quality."
melon? Zhou Ziheng frowned and took out the phone, "What's the gossip?"
The stylist fiddled with Zhou Ziheng's hair, "Oh, nothing, there was a paparazzi who photographed Xia Xiqing's boyfriend, no, he is suspected to be a boyfriend. He looks pretty handsome, more handsome than many male stars in the circle." She sighed, " Alas, it’s not easy for us women now. Not only do we have to snatch men from women, but we also have to snatch men from them."
Zhou Ziheng was stunned.
Boyfriend? ?
Are you wrong, Xia Xiqing's real boyfriend is sitting here and letting you do the styling right now!
He opened Weibo with a confused look, and he saw that the traffic painter Xia Xiqing was once again on the hot search-[Xia Xiqing spent the night at a man's house]. Just seeing this title, Zhou Ziheng's fire suddenly rose, temples Jump suddenly.
Originally, he was still comforting himself, thinking that maybe it was the same as last time, and who was framed by him was completely vain. Who knows if he went into the hot search, Zhou Ziheng saw the tangible picture of the nine palaces.
In the first picture, Xia Xiqing in a black coat is standing next to a tall man in a camel coat. The two seem to be talking and laughing, and their expressions are very happy. The second picture is even more intimate. Xia Xiqing directly stretched out his hand. To pinch the face of the man next to him.
Zhou Ziheng felt that his brain nerves had been exploded one by one.
[@八卦狗仔小二爷: The first melon in December belongs to the top traffic painter? Xia Xiqing and the handsome guy next to him came out of a big hotel at ten o'clock in the evening. They talked and laughed and were very intimate. Xia Xiqing even reached out to pinch each other’s face, looking very indulgent, and then the handsome guy drove Xia Xiqing’s car. The two went to a luxurious community, and Xia Xiqing drove away at 8:40 in the morning. After the turmoil came out, Xia Xiqing was invisible for half a month, and now he was dating a handsome guy when he came out. Is this the rhythm of an open relationship? The self-study girl's heart will be broken. ]
[@猫喵喵叫:... Damn, is Xia Xiqing a melon field? ]
[@Godisagril: No, Xia Xiqing is not a celebrity. Why is the paparazzi always staring at others? In case it is a friend, and if you don’t see kissing or holding hands, you can say that people are in love. I can talk about this kind of love. beat. ]
[@自习女孩 Never admit defeat: refuse to spread rumors! Refuse to pass the information! ]
[@平安住我们能赢: The fan review is really fast. From the perspective of passers-by, the two are quite good. The little brother in this camel coat looks so handsome, but there are real couples who are still playing CP. NS. ]
[@34不43: I need to know all the information about the little brother in the camel coat in ten minutes! ]
Looking at the text on Weibo, and then at the comments below, Zhou Ziheng's fists were clenched, but he still squeezed the fire as hard as he could. Even the stylist could see it and asked weakly, "That... Self-Heng. Now that the styling is done, you can go to the lounge."
Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath, "Thank you, you should go out first. I'll make a call."
The stylist went out tremblingly, and in the end he didn't eat the melon, as if he had offended Zhou Ziheng. This direction was so strange that she couldn't figure it out.
As soon as the door was closed, Zhou Ziheng immediately dialed Xia Xiqing's phone, but the other party was turned off, which made him even more angry. Didn't he know that he was already on the hot search
After finishing the work absent-mindedly, Zhou Ziheng went home anxiously, preparing to find Xia Xiqing for the theory. In the elevator, he called Xia Xiqing again, and it was finally connected.
"What's wrong, baby?" Xia Xiqing didn't seem to know what was going on. Zhou Ziheng held the phone in a low voice, "Where are you?"
"At home."
"Then you open the door for me."
"Oh, wait a minute."
The door suddenly opened, and Xia Xiqing in slippers leaned against the door, "I'm back." Zhou Ziheng walked in without changing his shoes, and happened to ran into Xia Zhixu, who was walking from the kitchen to the living room with a huge tuna in both hands, "No. , This fish is too..."
Three people, one fish, the scene was very embarrassing.
In fact, only Zhou Ziheng felt embarrassed, not only embarrassed, but also angry.
"Which of your little lover is this again?" Zhou Ziheng pointed at Xia Zhixu, who was holding the fish, his eyes were burning. "It's really love that I brought it to my own home. Don't you know if it was photographed? You said Have you never fooled around with anyone since you were with me? What is this now?"
No one said anything after the attack.
Xia Zhixu's face was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten a fly, he was still holding a giant fish in his hand, and he didn't go back to the kitchen or stay in the living room.
Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, who had a worse complexion, walked from the door back to the living room, and put half of her body on Xia Zhixu's body, "Yes, this is my new love, isn't it handsome?"
Zhou Ziheng’s teeth are about to be crushed. He knows Xia Xiqing’s former romantic style, but now they are all together. Although it is a probationary period, Xia Xiqing clearly likes him. He thinks there will be nothing between them. The problem is, who knows that now another one popped up and brought home uncharacteristically, how could Zhou Ziheng not be angry.
"It's good now, the whole world knows that I'm green." Zhou Ziheng's chest fell together, feeling that he is now the grassland above his head.
This is so funny in Xia Xiqing's eyes, funny and cute. He squeezed a smile and deliberately teased him, "Who said that, no one knows our relationship."
Only you feel that you are green.
Xia Zhixu knew that he had been used by Xia Xiqing again, completely using him as a tool to tease his little boyfriend. Thinking of this, he took his hand out of Xia Xiqing's arm rather unhappy, and did not speak. This action was seen by Zhou Ziheng, and he ridiculed naively, "It seems that your little lover doesn't like you very much."
Xia Xiqing raised her eyebrows, still smiling, "Did you forget, I like me or not."
Zhou Ziheng clenched his fist tightly, trying his best to maintain his final sanity.
The three stood awkwardly, and when the atmosphere was extremely tense, another man's voice came from upstairs.
"Xi Qing, I can't find the coat you mentioned, you can pick one for me, my clothes are all taken off..."
Xia Zhixu turned his head like a clockwork robot and walked upstairs quickly.
Zhou Ziheng got even more angry, and when he came up he pushed Xia Xiqing on the sofa, "You actually do 3P for me?"
How big is this person's brain
Get confused, this little guy, even Xu Qichen's voice can't be heard anymore.
Xia Xiqing, who was pushed down on the sofa, laughed, with an ambiguous corner of his mouth. His slender fingers climbed on Zhou Ziheng’s chin and moved down a little bit, rubbing against Zhou Ziheng’s jellyfish rolling up and down due to his emotional uncertainty, with a look in his eyes. It was full of teasing, and the voice was deliberately softened, as if provocative and acting like a baby, "So angry... Don't be angry."
"Come together?"
The author has something to say: Renaissance: Renaissance
The famous scene on Weibo, the revenge deliberately jealous has finally been reported~
Zhou Ziheng is about to find his confidant in this life (in terms of chasing his wife in the crematorium), classmate Xia Zhixu.
The tragic story of the two offenses selling each other is about to begin.