At the end of the interview, Zhou Ziheng stood up and bowed to the interview team.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Ziheng and Xiqing have worked hard too." The female host also stood up, "You must be very tired."
Zhou Ziheng shook his head, "By the way, if it's inconvenient, you can cut out the last question."
The host smiled and said, "No need to cut it. Such an outstanding person should be seen by everyone."
After finishing all the work, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng removed their makeup at the shooting location and changed into their own private clothes. When Xiao Luo, who was waiting outside, saw the two of them coming out, he hurried forward and said, "Ziheng, I'll drive you two back. It's convenient anyway..."
Before Xiao Luo uttered the word "road", Zhou Ziheng covered his mouth. He also looked around at the staff around him and glared at Xiao Luo.
What road should he follow? He didn't want others to know that he lived on the same floor with Xia Xiqing.
Xia Xiqing stood aside, looking at the childish Zhou Ziheng, and couldn't help laughing. Is this the same Zhou Ziheng who was interviewed just now
"You go back first, I'll call a taxi for you." Zhou Ziheng took out his cell phone. Xiao Luo glanced at Xia Xiqing, then at Zhou Ziheng, "No need, I'll go back by myself. I can get a taxi at the door." He took out Zhou Ziheng's car keys and handed them to him, "Then Ziheng, you drive back by yourself?"
"You don't have any schedule for tomorrow." Zhou Ziheng took the key and spun it around his index finger. "Don't schedule anything for me this week. I have classes and a midterm exam coming up soon."
Midterm exam? Xia Xiqing burst out laughing. Zhou Ziheng turned his head and glared at him. He put the key back in his pocket, pushed Xiao Luo's shoulder until they left the building where the filming took place, watched him get into a taxi, and then turned around to go to the underground garage, only to find Xia Xiqing following him.
"Why are you following me?" Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, spoke in a muffled voice with his hands stuffed into his pockets.
In the early morning of April, the temperature is still chilly, the season of the transition from one harvest to another, and the relationship between the transition from one harvest to another.
Xia Xiqing followed suit and put his hands in his pockets. He stood next to Zhou Ziheng and bumped his shoulder with his shoulder. With a smile on his face, he said, "Handsome guy, please take me home."
He deliberately emphasized the word "on the way" just to appreciate Zhou Ziheng's cute expression when he was panicked.
Zhou Ziheng stepped back and lowered his voice, "Who is going the same way as you? Just call a taxi and go back by yourself."
Seeing that Zhou Ziheng really opened the car door by himself and did not intend to take him home, Xia Xiqing swayed twice on the spot, "But it's so late now..."
"Are you still afraid of danger?" Zhou Ziheng opened the car door and muttered quietly, "You are obviously the most dangerous person."
Xia Xiqing, who didn't know that Zhou Ziheng's nickname for him was "terrorist", grabbed the car door and said, "Besides, it's hard to get a car in this place."
Zhou Ziheng got into the car without thinking, "We'll get there eventually."
"But it was you who got me out here. Don't you, a top student, know the principle of sending a Buddha to the west?"
"have no idea."
Looking at Zhou Ziheng who was unmoved, Xia Xiqing sighed, "Okay. Then I'll go back alone." After saying that, he turned around, hugged his arms pitifully and walked two steps, looked around the underground garage, and spoke softly.
"Oh, it's so dark here..."
three.
two.
one.
The headlights suddenly lit up behind him, and the dazzling light passed over Xia Xiqing's shoulder and hit the front, illuminating the dark road. Looking at his shadow on the ground being elongated, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but laugh.
"Get in the car. I'm annoying you so much." Zhou Ziheng parked the car next to Xia Xiqing and opened the door for him.
I knew this moral role model wouldn't just leave him here.
Xia Xiqing got into the passenger seat with a half-smile on his face. He closed the door sideways and when he turned around, his vision suddenly darkened.
Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with one hand and used the other hand to take off his black baseball cap and put it on Xia Xiqing's head, then put on the hood of his hooded jacket.
Turning his head to the side, Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng in a daze.
"What are you looking at me for? Fasten your seat belt."
Xia Xiqing suddenly remembered that the last time he pretended to be drunk was also in this car. He took advantage of the opportunity when Zhou Ziheng was fastening his seat belt to hug him and took advantage of him.
"Why do I feel so familiar with this car?" Xia Xiqing pulled at his seat belt. "Really, I think I've dreamed of riding in your car, and it feels exactly like this." While talking nonsense, he glanced to the side and saw Zhou Ziheng's Adam's apple moving up and down nervously.
So funny.
"You're just dreaming." Zhou Ziheng said this and turned the steering wheel with one hand. Xia Xiqing pressed the brim of his hat, thinking of the scene when Zhou Ziheng put a hat on him just now, and said jokingly, "You gave me this because you're afraid of being photographed by paparazzi? You really don't want people to know that I live with you."
"Who wants to live with you?" Zhou Ziheng was almost furious.
"Oh, no, no, I live next door." Xia Xiqing looked at herself in the rearview mirror and tied her hair into a small braid. "Hey, if I were really photographed, would others think I was a girl and cause some scandals for you? I'm immune to gossip."
The last few words were clearly in a mocking tone. It didn't sound like she was praising him for not creating scandals, but more like she was mocking him for being a "virgin-born soloist". Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt that his self-esteem was offended, so he also started to retort, "Girl? A girl who's over 1.8 meters tall?"
"What's wrong with being 1.8 meters tall? You straight men all look at faces anyway." Xia Xiqing turned his head to look at him, with the left corner of his mouth slightly raised, "At least my face is not disgusting."
He came closer, and Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt embarrassed. He deliberately did not turn his head to look at him, but stared straight ahead, saying in an awkward tone, "Don't disturb me while I'm driving."
Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, leaned back on the passenger seat, leaned his head against the car window and looked out the window. The streets were empty in the early morning, with only rows of lonely street lights shining on the ground.
The car suddenly became quiet, and Zhou Ziheng uncontrollably recalled the last time he sent Xia Xiqing back to the hotel. He was hugged tightly by Xia Xiqing, and her soft lips rubbed against his neck.
Unable to tell what was wrong, Zhou Ziheng raised his hand and touched his neck.
That wonderful touch is like the aftereffect of the shock and has lasted until now.
"Why."
Xia Xiqing's voice suddenly rang out, scaring Zhou Ziheng so much that his hands began to tremble and his hair stood on end with guilt. "What, what are you doing?" He didn't know what he was feeling guilty about. Every time he was alone with Xia Xiqing, he always felt that something was wrong with him.
"Why did you grab my hand?" Xia Xiqing was still leaning against the car window, the shadow under the brim of his hat covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his exact expression, "When the light was broken."
He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and gave his answer only after passing an intersection.
"Because you told me you were afraid of the dark." Zhou Ziheng's tone was flat, without much ups and downs. "If it was someone else who revealed his weakness to me, I would also be willing to protect him."
He is indeed a role model of morality.
The face beneath the brim of the hat sneered.
"So, by the same token, your question at the end of tonight's interview was also based on the same reason?"
Zhou Ziheng paused, "Hmm."
Indeed, if it was someone else who was questioned in this way, Zhou Ziheng would definitely question them, because his personality made it impossible for him to ignore these biased or even disrespectful things. But he still lied.
The hand that reached out in the darkness was not out of a desire to protect everyone equally. It was just that he still couldn't figure out what the "subconscious" was that could define that moment, so he could only deceive himself for the time being.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and Xia Xiqing stopped talking, which made Zhou Ziheng feel a little stuffy in his chest. In fact, he had a lot of questions to ask him, such as why he agreed to shoot the magazine with him, why he didn't continue to ask him why he regretted not picking him up in person.
And why are you afraid of the dark
But he didn't want to ask. This moment was as delicate as two people playing a childish game, sitting face to face, looking into each other's eyes.
Whoever blinks first loses.
After meeting Xia Xiqing, Zhou Ziheng became extremely competitive and didn't want to be the one to blink first.
They returned in silence all the way back to the apartment building where they lived. The two of them walked out of the elevator one after the other and entered the porch on the top floor. Xia Xiqing walked in front, stretched, and prepared to unlock his door.
"Hey," Zhou Ziheng's voice sounded from behind, "Give me back my hat."
Xia Xiqing turned around, leaned against the door with a wicked smile on his face, and uttered a word.
"No."
I give in. Zhou Ziheng frowned, "Why are you such a scoundrel?"
"This isn't the first time you've seen me," Xia Xiqing walked towards him, her voice much softer, "Why, you just realized I'm a scoundrel now?" After saying that, Xia Xiqing almost came close to him, looking up at Zhou Ziheng's eyes. Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a mask, glanced away impatiently, reaching out to take the hat back himself, but Xia Xiqing grabbed his wrist.
"Do you want it?" Xia Xiqing raised an eyebrow, "I can give it to you, but I want a condition in exchange."
Zhou Ziheng shook off his hand, his eyes hard and cold, "This is mine, why do you want to exchange it?"
"I never distinguish between who owns something. As long as I want it, it will be mine in the end." Xia Xiqing smiled beautifully and stroked Zhou Ziheng's shoulder. "I'm going to take the conditions."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand reached down and grabbed the collar of Zhou Ziheng's coat, and kissed him through the mask.
Xia Xiqing, who had half-closed her eyes, raised them upwards, and her charming peach blossom eyes, with a smile, stared straight into Zhou Ziheng's eyes. It was completely different from the first fierce and strong kiss. Through the thin mask, their soft lips pressed tightly together.
Just before Zhou Ziheng regained consciousness, Xia Xiqing opened his mouth slightly and gently bit Zhou Ziheng's lips through the mask.
Everything clearly lasted no more than ten seconds, and all the movements seemed to be put into slow motion, playing slowly frame by frame. His clean and pure face, long eyelashes, and the mole on the tip of his nose, all the scenes were remembered in my mind.
Xia Xiqing, with a crooked smile on his face, took off his baseball cap and put it on Zhou Ziheng's head.
“deal.”
He turned around and went back to his home in a straightforward manner.
By the end of the game, my eyes were so sore and swollen that I could hardly hold on any longer. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer.
Zhou Ziheng slammed the door behind him with his fist, took off his hat in annoyance, and returned to his home. He was annoyed that Xia Xiqing could always easily overturn the defense line he had painstakingly built. No matter how hard he tried, he had to admit it.
I am still the one who blinked first.
For several days after the magazine shoot, Xia Xiqing hadn't met Zhou Ziheng, and he hadn't contacted him. In order not to implicate him, Xia Xiqing specifically "asked" Xia Zhixu to help hack the camera on the porch, in exchange for a series of out-of-print high school photos he took of Xu Qichen after buying a SLR in the second semester of his sophomore year.
The magazine’s cover was released in advance the day before yesterday. The official Weibo account was also very thoughtful and directly posted the two covers with the text: “A double-edged issue must have two covers. Single choice question, ab?”
[Self-study makes me happy]: I know the answer to this question: Tsinghua University and Peking University.
[It’s unjust if I don’t become popular]: Ahh ...
[Heng Heng's most popular character in history]: What kind of gentlemanly villain is Heng Heng in the first version? A divine alpha! The smell of pheromones makes me faint!
[Xia Xiqing's first wife on the Internet]: Oh shit, oh shit, the first version is about the abused beauty and the second version is about the arrogant queen! ! Life is meaningless if you can't sleep with Xia Xiqing!
[Strawberry Flavoured Gummy]: I’m a passer-by, but I’m not a fan. These two covers are so well shot. Lin Mo is the photographer. The two people’s expressiveness is so strong. I didn’t know how to choose for a moment! I like gentle villains, but after seeing the second version, I was a little shaken by the little wolf dog and the queen. This terrible CP feeling…
[我揩超a的]: I feel the same way. Fans of this couple also want to support this couple for a second. This is such a terrible feeling of couple.
[sweatswish]: I didn’t understand why this self-study CP was always on the hot search list, but now I understand and even feel a little moved. #This is probably the true fragrance theorem.
[kkk I am a little angel]: I am a pure passerby, but I sincerely feel that all the crispy duck novels I have read before have become better...
[Friends want to invest]: The blood on Zhou Ziheng's face and the wound on Xia Xiqing made me imagine a 100,000-word novel with color!!! The second edition is the same!! There is obviously no nudity, but it makes people feel the desire and hormones coming at them. What kind of fairy CP is this!
[The younger man who has conquered the entire Internet]: Version 1 - "The dead will never leave me again." Version 2 - "You are just a dog to me." #On the plasticity of the immortal CP
[Self-Study Girl Never Gives Up]: Didn't anyone notice that the handcuffs in the first version are very similar to the situation where Xi Qingqi was trapped in the room in "A Way Out"? It satisfied my imagination when watching the show! The style of this issue of the magazine is really too exciting, with black, white, red and gothic backgrounds, it really made me cry.
[I Love Self-Study]: When I saw these two covers, my first reaction was, "Is this really happening to me?" Oh God, please let me have this for real. These two are such a good match 5555
…
It's true. Xia Xiqing chuckled.
Maybe.
Suddenly I received a WeChat message from Jiang Yin.
[Jiang Yin]: Xi Qing, the magazine asked you to help promote it, so just forward it on the official blog.
Xia Xiqing didn't want to help at first, but when he returned to the Weibo interface, he found that Zhou Ziheng had already forwarded it.
[Zhou Ziheng]: a.
The fans below also forwarded it like crazy.
[Heng Heng is super awesome]: Ah, the ultimate attack baby has appeared!
[My legs are broken by Zhou Ziheng every day]: Is this a pun? Hahaha - I choose a and I am the best
Xia Xiqing, who had been unwilling to help create hype before, immediately retweeted the Weibo post.
[tsing_summer]: I choose b.
Seeing both of the two main characters show up, the CP fans went wild. The speed of commenting was unimaginable.
[自学自学天下第一]: Oh my god, hold on to my self-study baby! The choices of these two people always give me a subtle feeling that is expected hhh
[I want to study]: I understand you! It feels like a fight between top and bottom!
[Who says it isn't]: Hahahahahaha once you accept this setting
[Marshmallows on the Clouds]: The two of them posted on Weibo at very close times, as if they had discussed it beforehand, could they be together now
[Little Salted Fish from Peking University]: Not really. Zhou Ziheng is studying in the library now. I sit two rows behind him. It seems that he is struggling for the midterm exam just like me.
[The girl studying on her own will never admit defeat]: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha Zhou Ziheng is studying on his own now hahahaha what happened to my sense of humor
[Maybe you like studying on your own]: I’m studying on my own, hahahahahahaha
[Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xi are locked]: I will teach you how to be a fan of CP correctly hahaha
…
What stupid girls they are.
WeChat rang again, Xia Xiqing opened it and saw it was Xia Xiu Ze.
[Ozawa]: Brother!!! I don’t have classes tonight, can I come and play with you
[Ozawa]: Why hasn’t my brother replied to my message yet
[Ozawa]: I cast my expectant gaze towards you.jpg
[Ozawa]: Testing the edge of ecstasy.jpg
Where does this guy get so many neurotic expressions? Xia Xiqing was about to reject him coldly and ruthlessly when a phone call came in. He answered it without even looking at the phone clearly.
"I don't have the time..."
"Hello, Xi Qing."
Huh? Not Xia Xiu Ze? Xia Xiqing took the phone away and saw that it was his former assistant instructor. He coughed and said hello in a polite manner, "Hello, teacher. What's up?"
"Oh, I heard from Smith that you've returned to your country. I won't bother with all that nonsense. Come and help me out as soon as possible. I'm running out of time for a sculpture exhibition, and some of my students are too unreliable. If you don't have anything important to do, come and help me."
Xia Xiqing frowned. He was most afraid of helping others put out fires, but every time he encountered such a thing, he had to do it.
"Teacher, I've been feeling..."
The professor started talking about the location, "P University Art College, hurry up!"
Wait a minute, what about P
"Okay." Xia Xiqing agreed straightforwardly, "Teacher, I'll contact you when I get there."
When he got in the car and turned on the navigation, he found that P University was so close to where he lived. It took less than ten minutes to drive there. No wonder Zhou Ziheng bought a house here. It turned out to be a school district house. After parking the car, Xia Xiqing put on a mask and entered the campus. He always felt that someone was watching him along the way. As he walked along, he found that it was not an illusion. A row of young girls were recording videos openly with their mobile phones.
No, he doesn’t even know he’s become so famous.
"Is it Xi Qing?" A little girl came up shyly, "It's Xi Qing, right?"
Things had come to this point, and Xia Xiqing couldn't pretend any longer. He smiled at her gently while wearing a mask, then quickened his pace.
"Fuck, it's really Xia Xiqing! It's a real person!!"
"It's so pretty and gentle."
Zhou Ziheng, who was studying in the library, suddenly felt a commotion around him. He unplugged one of his earphones, turned his head, and found that the girls in the back row were all holding up their cell phones.
He frowned, pressed down the brim of his hat, put on his headphones again and started doing the math.
What the hell.
Zhao Ke, his best friend who was sitting next to him, bumped into his shoulder and said, "Hey, Ziheng."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ziheng took off his headphones again and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ke had a look of watching a show on his face and put the phone in front of him, "Fuck, look, your CP is here!"
Zhou Ziheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Get lost, you cp..." The hand holding the earphone suddenly froze.
"What did you say?!"