It's simply unreasonable.
Zhou Ziheng didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't want to listen to Xia Xiqing and Shang Sirui talking, so he had to put on his headphones and close his eyes to pretend to sleep. The random Japanese music played seemed to be cast by someone, and every word of the lyrics pierced Zhou Ziheng's heart.
[dangers what we're doing. Everything we do is playing with fire.
we lock lipsruin. We kiss each other and move towards destruction.
don't you trust love? Don't you trust love
Never trust love. Never trust love.
What a crappy song! Zhou Ziheng pressed the remote control of his headphones twice in annoyance and changed the song. The music in his headphones changed from a psychedelic female electronic voice to a simple guitar chord.
[We all know how to play games, and seek happiness with the lowest risk
Being honest is not an option, it doesn't matter if things go against your wishes
The topic should be changed cleverly, and the distance should be ambiguous and light.
No matter who crossed the line first, it should be forgotten after tomorrow]
excuse me
Who wrote the daily prediction algorithm for this music app
Is it the devil
Zhou Ziheng unlocked the phone and was about to open the daily playlist to see what songs had been recommended to him today, when a WeChat message popped up from his best friend and childhood friend Zhao Ke.
[Ke Zi: Brother Heng, when are you coming back to Beijing? Lao Sier came back from the team a few days ago, let’s go out and get together.]
The fourth child also grew up in the same military compound as him. He was a scoundrel and was not that close to him, but they could be considered childhood friends.
[Hengheng: I won’t go. I’m going back to Beijing for an audition and my schedule is very full recently.]
[Ke Zi: Can we stop earning this hard-earned money? What's the point of flying around like a superman all day long? You can't even have a private entertainment. Look at you, you're already 20 years old and you haven't even had a relationship. If you go out for a walk, you will find that anyone who is good-looking and over 180cm tall is single from birth.]
[Heng Heng: The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.]
[Ke Zi: I, your brother Ke, am handsome and kindhearted, so I won’t argue with you, a little bitch. Anyway, you are not still thinking about that little girl from your childhood, are you? It’s all old news, and she might be married now with children. Can’t you think about someone else?]
Zhou Ziheng wanted to confront him. But when he saw the words [Find someone else to think about], he felt uneasy. Although he is only 20 years old, he has been in the entertainment industry for 14 years. He has been in the industry for so long and there are many people chasing him, but he has never been tempted. It's not that he really has no expectations for love, but because of a childhood memory that still makes him feel uncomfortable.
To be honest, he almost forgot what the girl looked like, and sometimes he felt like a fool when he thought about it.
I thought it would always be like this, waiting in the vast crowd. But someone else suddenly appeared, a man, no, a scumbag.
But Zhou Ziheng had to admit that he was really a little moved.
It is true that I changed my mind about someone else with the guilt of falling in love with someone else, but it was completely like changing from one regret to another.
[Ke Zi: Why don’t you reply? Are you unhappy?]
[Hengheng: I am not happy with you.]
[Ke Zi: If you are not unhappy, just change your profile picture. Wearing a small flower for so many years looks like a girl.]
[Heng Heng: Go away.]
Zhou Ziheng exited the chat interface and clicked on his own avatar.
"We're here, Ziheng, get off~" Shang Sirui stretched and put on his hat, then pushed Xia Xiqing. Xia Xiqing saw Zhou Ziheng staring at his profile picture and became dazed as well, then he prepared to stand up.
Zhou Ziheng responded, put his phone back in his pocket and got out of the car.
The three of them had their rooms on the same floor, and the assistants' rooms were two floors down. When they got on the elevator, they discussed it and decided to go back to their rooms to take a shower before going to Shang Sirui's room.
Shang Sirui lives at the end of the corridor, Xia Xiqing lives next to him, and Zhou Ziheng lives in the room opposite.
Halfway through his shower, Xia Xiqing remembered that he didn't bring any change of clothes. He had nothing when he came out of Xia Zhixu's house, and he didn't want to wear the hotel bathrobe. So he came out of the bathroom naked, wrapped himself in the quilt, and thought about a solution.
Shang Sirui is shorter than him, so his clothes must be uncomfortable for him.
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Ziheng is still reliable. Xia Xiqing, sitting cross-legged on the bed wrapped in a quilt, quickly sent a WeChat message.
Zhou Ziheng, who was blow-drying his hair, heard his cell phone ringing and walked over to take a look.
[Terrorist: Handsome guy, can you lend me some clothes?]
Does this person have a habit of wearing other people's clothes
[Moral Model: No. ]
[Terrorist: Okay, I'll play with you naked then.]
…
[Moral Model: What kind of clothes do you want?]
Xia Xiqing couldn't stop laughing while looking at WeChat. Why is this guy so funny
[Terrorist: Any set will do. I don’t have any spare clothes.]
Zhou Ziheng opened his suitcase and took out his clothes one by one and laid them on the bed. They were all things he had worn, nothing new.
[Moral Model: I'll ask Xiao Luo to buy it for you.]
[Terrorist: Brother, it’s almost one o’clock now, where are you going to ask Xiao Luo to buy it? Hurry up, I’m not picky, oh and there are underwear.]
Just by reading this sentence, Zhou Ziheng could imagine Xia Xiqing's cynical expression.
[Moral Model: ... I don’t have any new ones.]
[Terrorist: Just wash it. I won’t wear whatever you take less. It’s up to you.]
After sitting on the bed and waiting for about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door. Xia Xiqing was wrapped in a quilt and walking barefoot on the floor. When she opened the door, she saw Zhou Ziheng with half-wet hair, wearing a black cotton long-sleeved shirt and gray trousers. He looked exactly like the refreshing school hunk in the novel.
This face really gets more and more beautiful the more I look at it. Xia Xiqing sighed at his high standard of aesthetics.
"I'm here." Reaching out from a corner of the quilt and grabbing the quilt folded on his chest, Xia Xiqing leaned against the door and smiled at Zhou Ziheng.
His hair was not blow-dried at all, and after sitting for half a day, only the top of his head was a little dry. Water droplets flowed down along the slightly long hair, accumulated on the black tips of his hair, rubbed his white neck, and flowed on his collarbone and the large exposed chest.
Zhou Ziheng had prepared himself mentally before coming here. He thought he would hide in the bathroom like the heroine on TV, and reach out a hand from the door to take his clothes. Who knew it would be like this? He lowered his eyes and didn't look.
"Come in." Unable to let go, Xia Xiqing hooked his ankle with his foot and pushed the door with his shoulder, trying to close it. Zhou Ziheng didn't know what happened, but when the door slammed shut, he realized that he could have just left his clothes and left, so why did he get in
Impressed.
Xia Xiqing walked back to the bed with bare feet and his back facing him. Zhou Ziheng's eyes couldn't help but glance at his bare feet on the ground. His ankles were very white, with deep depressions on both sides. As he walked, his ankle bones protruded, and above that were the slender and smooth lines of his calves.
Crazy, crazy, what is he looking at.
Zhou Ziheng walked up to the bed with his mind on fire and threw his clothes on the bed. He turned his back and finished what he wanted to say. "The ones I found are those that have not been worn for many times and are almost new. I guess the size is not suitable. You can wear them for now. You don't have to return them to me..."
"It's a bit inappropriate. You're really quite big."
Xia Xiqing's words interrupted him. Zhou Ziheng turned around in surprise and saw Xia Xiqing holding his black underwear with both hands, smiling ambiguously, "Children nowadays are so well-nourished."
Zhou Ziheng's ears were burning, and he rushed forward to snatch the underwear back, his fury unconcealed, "Don't wear it if you talk too much!"
Xia Xiqing, who had stretched out both hands just now, had her quilt dropped to her waist, exposing her entire upper body. She smiled innocently and looked up at Zhou Ziheng, "No clothes at all. That won't work. It will leak air when you walk, and it will freeze my baby."
"Disgusting." Zhou Ziheng said this viciously and turned to leave. After taking just two steps, he turned back and threw the underwear in his hand on the bed. He turned around and quickly left Xia Xiqing's room, slamming the door.
Xia Xiqing was just like a tourist at the zoo teasing a little lion, feeling particularly happy just by watching him get angry. Looking at the black underwear Zhou Ziheng had thrown on the quilt, Xia Xiqing clicked his tongue twice.
To be honest, the size is really not small.
Most people can't stand this...
As soon as Zhou Ziheng returned to his room, Shang Sirui's message came over, as if he was asking for his life. He didn't even sit down, but took a sip of cold water and went to his room. Shang Sirui didn't even close the door of his room. He sat on the bed with a facial mask on. Sushi, sashimi and sake were placed on the table next to the sofa.
As soon as he saw Zhou Ziheng come in, Shang Sirui jumped off the bed excitedly, pulled him to sit on the sofa, and tried his best to recommend the Japanese restaurant's dishes to him.
It would be a waste of talent if this mouth wasn't used as a shopping guide. Zhou Ziheng was thinking when he noticed a bottle of iced vodka on the table. "Did you order this too?"
"yes."
"You're crazy." Zhou Ziheng frowned. "This alcohol has a strong aftereffect. Do you still want to go out tomorrow?"
"It's okay. Didn't I tell you I don't have any work tomorrow? I plan to sleep until the afternoon." Shang Sirui pursed his lips, counted on his fingers, and fell pitifully on Zhou Ziheng's shoulder, "I haven't had enough sleep for a whole week."
Zhou Ziheng pushed him away with a look of disgust, "Whatever you want, I have to fly back to Beijing tomorrow, I don't want to drink."
"You can mix it with sake." Shang Sirui twisted his arm, "You can't fall down after two sips. Are you a man?"
Zhou Ziheng rolled his eyes and heard a sound at the door.
"Xi Qing? Just close the door." Shang Sirui took off his mask and patted his face, splashing the essence all over Zhou Ziheng's face. Zhou Ziheng was so disgusted that he simply stood up.
The door is closed.
Xia Xiqing walked in from the entrance, and Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but look over. He saw that he was wearing a gray-blue long-sleeved sweatshirt that was one size too big. The wide sleeves covered half of his palms, and the overly long black sweatpants were rolled up, revealing his smooth ankles.
He was quite tall, but the clothes made him look a little smaller. I don't know where he got the hair band from, but his bangs were too long and couldn't stand up like an apple stem. Instead, they looked like a sapling that fell in the wind, leaning to one side and swaying with his movements.
When Zhou Ziheng saw his clothes being worn on him, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart and he stood there in a daze without realizing it.
It's normal on me, but why is it so...
Strangely pure.
"Hey, the handsome guy stood up to welcome me."
The moment he opened his mouth, he suppressed Zhou Ziheng's throbbing emotion.
He sat back on the sofa awkwardly, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth.
Xia Xiqing walked to Zhou Ziheng and intended to sit down, but seeing that Zhou Ziheng was unmoved, he kicked his foot. Shang Sirui was considerate and sat on another sofa. Zhou Ziheng then reluctantly moved to the other end of the double sofa and let Xia Xiqing sit down.
Shang Sirui stuffed the chopsticks into Xia Xiqing's hand and praised her, "Xiqing, your dress looks great. What's the brand?"
"This isn't..." Xia Xiqing just opened his mouth when his chin was pinched and a piece of sushi was forced into his mouth. He stared at Zhou Ziheng with wide eyes, but the other party lowered his head and poured him a glass of sake as if nothing had happened.
Shang Sirui winked at Zhou Ziheng with a smile, "Finally, you two are no longer angry with each other."
"Who's angry?" Zhou Ziheng drank half a glass of sake and put the glass back on the coffee table with a bang.
"Whoever is angry knows, I'm not blind." Shang Sirui grumbled a few words, and then changed the subject as if nothing had been said, "Eat, eat, I'm starving."
Xia Xiqing finished chewing the sushi in his mouth, took Zhou Ziheng's cup, tilted his head back and drank the half glass of wine that he had not finished.
Zhou Ziheng was shocked and snatched the cup from his hand, "There's a new one next to it, why don't you take it?"
"You've already fed me sushi, and you're still afraid that I'll use your cup?" Xia Xiqing stuck out her red tongue and licked the corner of her mouth that had leaked some sake. "I don't mind whether it's new or old."
It was a double entendre. Zhou Ziheng was irritated by the light tone of voice. He could only pretend that he didn't understand and quietly lowered his head to eat.
Shang Sirui was eating while holding his phone and scrolling through the comments under his selfie, and he kept sharing it with them. "Oh my god, it scrolls so fast. I don't have time to read it."
"What are you brushing?" Xia Xiqing asked casually, and Shang Sirui just picked one and read it out, "San San actually attacked! Xiqing is so cute, I want to fuck..." Shang Sirui finished reading it in one breath, glanced at Xia Xiqing, and leaned on the sofa, laughing.
Xia Xiqing shrugged, "I'm used to it. Every time I check Weibo, the most common phrase I see is 'want to fuck'."
If these young girls who are ignorant of the ways of the world knew that you were a scumbag without moral integrity, would they still want to fuck you? Zhou Ziheng, who was eating silently, secretly complained.
"That's because you're so pretty. You have a face that looks like a movie star, the kind that's beautiful and has a story to tell." Shang Sirui flattered as he took a screwdriver and opened the bottle of vodka and poured himself some. He suddenly had an idea, "Hey, it's boring to just drink. Let's play some games."
Zhou Ziheng frowned, "I recorded the show so hard that I feel uncomfortable even when I hear the word 'game'."
"Now you know it's not easy to be a killer." Shang Sirui sighed, "My heart almost jumped out of my chest during the last episode. Let's not talk about it. Let's do this," Shang Sirui picked up the small bottle of sake that was almost empty, poured out the last bit of sake, cleared away a few takeaway boxes, and placed the bottle horizontally in the middle, "There are no cards here, so let's play the most old-fashioned game of truth or dare."
Zhou Ziheng said expressionlessly, "I object."
Shang Sirui quickly retorted with a smile, "Objection is invalid. If you eat my food, you have to listen to me."
Xia Xiqing smiled lazily, "I have no objection."
Of course you have no objection, you don't speak the truth, Zhou Ziheng thought.
Since they are all public figures, it is not realistic to play dare games, so the only option is to change the rules. "Whoever gets the bottle mouth gets to tell the truth, and the other two can discuss and ask a question, which they must answer."
"What if you don't want to answer?" Zhou Ziheng asked, "There will always be times when you can't answer."
Shang Sirui hummed long and then raised his chin, "Then drink a whole glass of vodka."
The game was boring at the beginning, and the three of them didn't let go. Zhou Ziheng was lucky and was not picked by the bottle mouth once. Shang Sirui drank at least three cups and his face turned red. Zhou Ziheng glanced at Xia Xiqing from the corner of his eye. He also drank a cup, but he looked like nothing happened. It's true that a playboy like him should have a high alcohol tolerance.
"Oh, no, no," Shang Sirui waved his hand and wanted to change the rules again, "Each person can only use three chances to block the wine at most, and must answer the questions."
Once the rules were changed, Shang Sirui pinched the middle of the bottle with his fingers and turned it. The green translucent glass bottle circled on the table, slower and slower, and finally stopped, pointing straight at Zhou Ziheng.
What bad luck! Zhou Ziheng thought about the flight tomorrow and didn't want anyone to pry into his privacy. After some hesitation, he chose to drink a glass of vodka. Zhou Ziheng, who was not good at drinking, was choked by the strong liquor and coughed for a long time.
"You have such a poor alcohol tolerance." Xia Xiqing reached out and patted him gently on the back.
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated without any warning. Zhou Ziheng attributed it to the side effects of alcohol. He straightened his back and wiped his lips roughly with the back of his hand.
"I heard that people who can't drink much will be in bad luck at the drinking table." Xia Xiqing tilted his head and looked at him with a smile. His collarbone was exposed from the oversized neckline, glowing white under the hotel lights.
Are all southerners so white? The heat from the alcohol made Zhou Ziheng feel uncomfortable.
"Come on, come on, let's do it again. Xi Qing, come on, turn."
Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand, and gently grasped the cylindrical bottle with his slender fingers. Zhou Ziheng always thought that his hands were very beautiful, but at this moment he was a little embarrassed to look at them and could only turn his head away in a daze.
"Ah! It's Ziheng again! Hahaha, has Xiqing's mouth ever been blessed?"
"What?" Zhou Ziheng looked at the bottle of wine on the table pointing at him in shock, "I don't want to play anymore."
"Hey, are you a man?" Shang Sirui was drunk and his words were a little slurred, but he still grabbed Zhou Ziheng relentlessly, "Hey, I can't drink this time, I have to think of a question... Um... When was your first love?"
Zhou Ziheng gave up on himself, "I have never had a first love, and I have been single since birth."
"What? I don't believe it." Shang Sirui put his palm to his mouth, his cheeks flushed and he whispered, "I have had girlfriends before."
"Si Rui, you get drunk too easily." Xia Xiqing held a wine glass, gently turning his wrist, swaying the wine in the glass, and supplemented Shang Si Rui's questions with a gentle tone, as if flirting, "Then you must have someone you like," saying, his beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at Zhou Ziheng's profile, the curve of the corners of his eyes slightly raised, very seductive.
"When was the first time you fell in love with someone?"
Shang Sirui immediately became excited, "Yes! The first time... When was the first time you liked someone, and who was it! If you don't want to tell me, let's have two drinks!"
Zhou Ziheng stared at the wine glass on the table and thought about the conversation he had just had with Zhao Ke in the car.
If Xia Xiqing wasn't there, he might have told this story as a joke, since Shang Sirui was drunk and might not remember it. But Xia Xiqing was sitting next to him, and he suddenly couldn't say anything.
But he quickly refuted his guilty conscience.
What's so hard to explain? It's just unrequited love. It's like she's afraid of him...
"Hurry up and tell me."
"Six."
Shang Sirui screamed, "Fuck! Zhou Ziheng is awesome! It's too early for you to realize this!"
Zhou Ziheng scratched his hair irritably, "It can't be considered a love relationship at all. It was just my first time acting, and I was so nervous that I started shaking as soon as I saw the camera. We were filming in a park with a lot of people, and I couldn't get through after several takes. During the break, I sneaked away and met a girl. She took care of me and folded my hair..." He suddenly paused, "She encouraged me. If I hadn't met her, I might not have acted."
Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, but it was more like a fake smile, "Girl? How old is she?"
"Oh my god, what kind of magical plot is this, childhood sweethearts!" Shang Sirui chuckled.
Zhou Ziheng kicked him and said, "She's much taller than me, probably her older sister."
“Sister?” Shang Sirui laughed even more exaggeratedly, “Hahahahahahahaha it seems you’re more attracted to older women!”
"What direction do you want to take?" Zhou Ziheng grabbed the wine bottle impatiently, wanting to get rid of this problem as soon as possible. "Okay, it's my turn now."
Xia Xiqing didn't laugh at him for this, but just sat aside and ate slowly. This surprised Zhou Ziheng a little, but he didn't bother to think too much. He probably thought that such a childish story was not worth the trouble for a veteran like him, and it wasn't even a joke.
With force from his wrist, the bottle started to spin.
After dozens of seconds, the mouth of the bottle finally slowly stopped in front of Xia Xiqing.
“Xi Qing! Xi Qing! Xi Qing…” Shang Sirui was completely drunk.
Xia Xiqing looked resigned to his fate and nudged Shang Sirui across from him with his toes. "What question do you want to ask?"
Shang Sirui smiled dazedly and repeated Xia Xiqing's words, "What question do you want to ask~"
Zhou Ziheng knocked him on the forehead with the end of chopsticks, causing Shang Sirui to cover his head and scream.
For a moment, no one asked Xia Xiqing, who lost the game, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down. In fact, many questions flashed through Zhou Ziheng's mind in an instant. He had always known nothing about Xia Xiqing. Just like Shang Sirui said, he was obviously a man with a story.
But he couldn't ask.
"You don't want to ask, right? Then I'll drink the penalty drink myself." Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly under the warm yellow light of the hotel. He picked up the glass filled with vodka, tilted his head back and was about to drink it when he heard Zhou Ziheng's long-delayed question.
“…Why are you afraid of the dark?”
The author has something to say: The two songs in this chapter are "Siren" by Stalking Gia and "Chance of Rain" by Sweet John. They are super nice and I recommend them to you!
Especially "siren", you must listen to it, it's almost like they are singing it!