After a while, the nanny's car was basically full of people.
Zuo Xiaoqiu's seat next to Jiang Zhao was originally occupied by Xiao Si when Zuo Xiaoqiu was not there. He didn't know why this person appeared here, but as soon as he saw him, he remembered that Xiao Si also admitted to the wrong person after being drunk last night.
Jiang Zhao clicked his tongue in his heart: "Are you really going to eat with us?"
Xiao Si also blinked at him: "Can't you?"
He kept observing Jiang Zhao's expression, but saw that the corners of Jiang Zhao's lips were pulled down imperceptibly, which meant he was reluctant.
"Up to you." Jiang Zhao was too lazy to bother him, but he still remembered that Xiao Si basically never touched spicy food during the family dinner at the master's house.
When I meet the Sichuan restaurant later, even if he doesn't have to speak, this person will be afraid to come.
The two chatted with each other, but the three newcomers in the back row were all shocked.
If I remember correctly, aren't these two right
It turns out that the relationship between these two film kings in private is so good that they can have a casual meal? !
On their first day in the industry, they actually found out such explosive news! The entertainment industry is really exciting!
Song Xinglan couldn't hold back his gossiping gaze, and on the way he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Brother Jiang, are you friends with Senior Xiao?"
Before Jiang Zhao answered, Xiao Si had already looked at him, raising his brows: "Yes, a very good 'friend'. "
Song Xinglan looked at Xiao Siye's warm and jade-like smile, but inexplicably had a bad feeling. Obviously Senior Xiao seemed more approachable than their boss, but the look in his eyes made him feel a sense of intimidation.
Song Xinglan has always trusted his intuition, he shrank his head, and never spoke again, only chatting a few words when Jiang Zhao called him.
Seeing that the three newcomers in the back all turned into quails after seeing Xiao Siye, Jiang Zhao knew that these children must be frightened by his relationship with Xiao Siye. Don't blame them, if his fans saw this scene, they would probably faint a lot.
After all, it was because Xiao Si came to him without saying hello in advance—Jiang Zhao thought, then turned his head and glanced at the person beside him quietly.
Xiao Si also looked at him innocently, but he began to have secret doubts in his heart.
What did he do last night to make Jiang Zhao suddenly become so cold towards him
A car of people can be said to have their own thoughts, and after more than ten minutes, the car finally arrived at the Sichuan restaurant.
When Jiang Zhao got out of the car, he asked Xiaohu to lead the three newcomers to the box first. After watching his newcomers go away, he looked back at Xiao Siye: "Do you still want to come for dinner?"
Xiao Si also glanced at the signboard of the Sichuan restaurant, his expression still calm: "Didn't you agree with me?"
Jiang Zhao looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, and realized that Xiao Siye looked serious.
Forget it, this person wants to kill himself, and he can't stop him.
Jiang Zhao walked towards the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant: "It's up to you."
All the way into the box, Jiang Zhao directly took the first place inside the round table, and Xiao Si also sat down next to him without looking outside. Xiaohu habitually helped pick up the dishes on the outermost side, and at the same time pushed the young people beside him forward: "Go and sit down."
The two ordinary people looked at each other in blank dismay, Song Xinglan quickly reacted, and cleverly came to another position next to Jiang Zhao: "Brother Jiang, shall I sit here?"
Jiang Zhao nodded, and Song Xinglan sat down with a smile, looking cute and smart.
From a distance of several meters, Xiao Si glanced at him unobtrusively.
"I'm busy in the afternoon. Let's not drink today. I'll order some drinks for you." Jiang Zhao flipped through the tablet for ordering food. "What do you want to drink?"
Song Xinglan immediately leaned over, his shoulders were almost touching Jiang Zhao, his almond eyes blinked: "Brother Jiang, do you have any orange juice?"
Jiang Zhao hooked him up, and Song Xinglan smiled: "Brother Jiang is so kind."
The two newcomers ordered Coke, and Xiaohu ordered iced black tea. At the end, Jiang Zhao looked at Xiao Siye: "What do you want to drink?"
Xiao Si also looked down at the dinner plate on the table, wondering what he was thinking, he came back to his senses and smiled at him: "Orange juice."
When ordering, Jiang Zhao originally ordered a whole piece of red Sichuan cuisine, but when he was about to finish placing the order, he glanced at Xiao Siye next to him, and added a dish of boiled cabbage and a dish of salty braised vegetables. White.
Seeing Xiao Siye's cheeky face, he knew that this person definitely didn't remember what happened after he was drunk last night, otherwise how could he dare to come here for dinner.
Jiang Zhao knew that he had a bad temper, but his temper wasn't so bad that he would discriminate between black and white and blame a drunk person. At that time, Xiao Si didn't have any self-awareness after all, he only acted on instinct, and it was normal to admit the wrong person.
So he just sulked for a while, thinking that he would not see Xiao Siye for a few days, and it would be fine when he calmed down.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Si also ran over to see him on his own initiative, so he had to force himself to act as if nothing had happened, and he had to take good care of this person's taste.
Jiang Zhao closed his eyes, holding back the irritability in his heart.
I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
"Brother Jiang," Song Xinglan yelled crisply, obviously becoming more and more proficient in calling, "Which are the best dishes here? You just said in the office that you would introduce them to us, but you haven't heard yet. say."
He was born cute, with a sweet voice, like a brother next door, and Jiang Zhao's mood eased a bit: "The dishes I ordered today are basically famous Sichuan dishes, and they are also the signature of this restaurant, such as that dish Camphor tea duck…”
When Jiang Zhao faced the younger generation, he always had a steady and indifferent appearance, chatting with a few young people, and Xiao Si beside him was also silent all the time, because Jiang Zhao never lost his eyes during the conversation. to him.
Xiao Si also felt more and more that something must have happened last night.
But Jiang Zhao's temper is like this, he would rather digest it all in silence than confess any emotions, as if speaking out is a sign of weakness.
In Xiao Siye's memory, the only time Jiang Zhao was willing to reveal his sincerity to him was probably when he told about his grandfather that day.
He thought it was a good start, but unexpectedly, he went back to before liberation overnight.
What the hell did he do
Xiao Siye's eyes became darker and darker, and the smile on his face was still there, but it seemed to be a mask on the drawing, and the smile was not as good as his eyes.
Not long after, the waiter brought the ordered dishes to the table one by one.
Jiang Zhao had only eaten a few mouthfuls, and Song Xinglan picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up one of the duck legs of the camphor tea duck, and handed it to Jiang Zhao's plate: "Brother Jiang worked so hard today to talk about so many things, I benefited from it." I will definitely work hard in the future.”
The other two young amateurs also nodded quickly. Seeing his sincere appearance, Jiang Zhao had no choice but to politely smile: "From then on, we must work hard."
He actually didn't like to deal with these flattering scenes, but Song Xinglan was very pleasing, and he naturally didn't pretend to do these things, which made people feel comfortable, so he reluctantly accepted that duck leg.
It's just that he just took a bite when another pair of male chopsticks was stretched out in front of him.
Xiao Si also sent the remaining duck leg to his plate, and said: "Eat more, you will lose weight."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Where is he thin? Obviously, he has been eating the meals that Xiao Si also cooks recently, and he has to run two extra laps at night to maintain his body shape. Doesn't this person know
He cast a glance at Xiao Siye without saying a word, but saw that the man beside him looked calm, as if he really cared about him purely.
Jiang Zhao had no choice but to finish the two big duck legs by himself, and after swallowing the last bite, he didn't even want to look at the duck again.
On the other hand, Song Xinglan felt more and more that Senior Xiao really had some opinions on him.
Song Xinglan didn't quite understand, his target was clearly Jiang Zhao, why did Xiao Si target him like this? Whether it's him talking to Jiang Zhao or serving Jiang Zhao food, he will always feel Xiao Siye's overt and secret attention.
It just so happened that the waiter brought a spicy boiled fish, the red peppers covered the surface, and the spicy oil rolled and tempted.
Song Xinglan had an idea and the boiled fish was the closest to him, so he first picked up a spoonful of boiled fish and sent it to Jiang Zhao's plate, then picked up another spoonful and handed it to Xiao Siye: "Senior Xiao, you can try it too. taste."
The chili in that spoonful of boiled fish is a lethal dose for those who don't eat spicy food. Jiang Zhao just wanted to stop him, but Xiao Si responded without hesitation, "Thank you."
Jiang Zhao looked at him in disbelief.
Xiao Si's expression remained unchanged. After the boiled fish was delivered to the plate, the chopsticks in his hand did not hesitate at all. He picked up a piece of boiled fish fully soaked in the red chili oil and chili pepper, and put it into his lips. .
His thin lips were dyed red by the spicy oil, and after a few seconds of chewing, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and he actually swallowed it all.
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Taking advantage of the time when everyone else was eating with their heads down, he frowned and glanced at Xiao Siye, the message in his eyes was obvious: Are you sick
Xiao Si still looked calm, but Jiang Zhao was close enough to clearly see the corners of Xiao Si's eyes that were flushed red from the heat. If it weren't for this uncontrollable physiological change, he would almost have thought that Xiao Si's fear of spicy food was just a show.
Xiao Si also noticed his gesture, looked back, but smiled slightly, probably saying that it's okay.
Jiang Zhao was speechless for a moment.
But since this person didn't listen to persuasion, he didn't bother to take care of it any more, he just lowered his head and ate on his own.
The undercurrent between them was surging, and other people naturally didn't notice it, especially Song Xinglan. When he found that Xiao Si also sent him a spoonful of boiled fish, his expression softened a little, and his heart skipped a beat. A little speculation was born.
Could it be... Xiao Si is also interested in him
Song Xinglan suddenly seemed to be greatly encouraged.
He came to Jiang Zhao's company with a very clear goal, that is, to use the name of Jiang Zhao's studio to become a big money maker in the entertainment circle, so as to fly all the way to the sky.
His favorite candidate is naturally Jiang Zhao. After all, the actor Jiang is young and promising. Although it is difficult for people to get close to him, his face that shocked the entertainment industry is enough to cover up all the shortcomings of his personality. If you can follow Jiang Zhao's side, you don't have to be afraid of being harassed by paparazzi with the name of the studio, it is simply the most perfect choice.
But to his surprise, it was only his first day in the industry, and Jiang Zhao couldn't help but treat him well, even the legendary actor Xiao also favored him.
Perhaps, he can try to develop a few more routes
As Song Xinglan thought about it, the smile on his face deepened. Seeing a new dish of spicy chicken being served, he immediately picked up the serving chopsticks: "Seniors, eat first."
Jiang Zhao watched helplessly as Song Xinglan put one spicy dish after another onto his and Xiao Siye's plates, but Xiao Si also laughed and accepted them all without saying a word.
When the last piece of boiled pork was served, Jiang Zhao finally couldn't bear it.
He held down the public chopsticks in front of Song Xinglan: "Okay, Xinglan, the dishes are almost ready, just eat by yourself."
Song Xinglan blinked: "Okay, Brother Jiang."
He knew the principle of accepting what he saw, and seeing that Jiang Zhao and Xiao Si had no grudges towards him, he must have left a good impression.
Song Xinglan in this room felt that he had fulfilled his wish, and moved his chopsticks happily, while Xiao Si over there also calmly put the last mouthful of duck blood on the plate into his mouth.
What did Jiang Zhao call that child just now? "Star Lane".
We've only known each other for a long time, so we didn't bring our surnames, we only called out our first names.
He briefly recalled the names Jiang Zhao had called him in the past—calling him senior with a hypocritical smile, senior with gritted teeth, and jerk with red eyes and unconsciousness. But most of the time, it's all three words with a first name and a last name.
Never before had he been called so intimately.
Xiao Si also lowered his eyes, the emotion in his eyes was unclear.
Jiang Zhao took a sip of the cool drink, and when he turned his head and saw that Xiao Si was still eating spicy food, he suddenly felt very strange. He thought about Xiao Si's reaction at the whole dinner today, and it was different from before.
In normal times, Jiang Zhao would not have to speak at all during the dinner, and Xiao Si would have been able to deal with all social situations well and properly, attracting everyone's attention to him.
He frowned, and slightly pushed Xiao Siye with his elbow: "Hello."
Xiao Si also looked up at him: "Huh?"
Jiang Zhao frowned and stared at him: "How are you doing today?"
Xiao Si also moved his eyes slightly, and said with a light smile, "I'm just curious, I want to try it."
A person who has never eaten spicy food, of course, knows that he cannot eat spicy food, so he will choose not to eat it, and will not die out of curiosity.
Jiang Zhao heard that he was lying almost instantly, and the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly flared up again.
"Okay," he mocked in a low voice, "you continue to be curious."
Jiang Zhao turned his head to talk to other people, and Xiao Si was silently stroking the wall of the glass of orange juice, when he heard Song Xinglan giggling and saying something: "Oh, brother Jiang, I'm so sorry I have no experience of tearing up with others, my character does not hold grudges... "
hold grudges.
In an instant, something in Xiao Siye's mind seemed to be broken, and the memories of last night rushed out like that, and every picture was replayed with incomparable clarity.
Jiang Zhao thought he regarded him as someone else.
Jiang Zhao was angry.
Jiang Zhao said that he doesn't care what happened before, but if he dares to continue like this, he will hold grudges.
…
It turned out to be like this, no wonder Jiang Zhao would be so indifferent to him today, based on what he knew about Jiang Zhao in the past, Jiang Zhao didn't just throw him in the living room last night and turned around to leave, he simply exhausted his good temper for half his life.
Xiao Siye's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhao's wrist under the table: "After dinner, wait for me."
Jiang Zhao couldn't help but tore his hand away from his palm, and continued to chat with other people.
Xiao Si didn't bother anymore, he waited quietly for the meal to end, and several people got up and put on their coats, and walked out of the box one after another.
After everyone else walked out, only he and Jiang Zhao were left in the box. Jiang Zhao's trench coat was a little pleated, and he took a long time to put it on. Just as he was about to open the door of the box, the door handle was held down by the other hand.
Xiao Si also pressed the door firmly: "Wait a minute."
The newcomers were not here, so Jiang Zhao didn't bother to look at him impatiently: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Si also looked down at him: "I never regarded you as anyone else."
Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment.
After a few seconds, he understood that Xiao Si must have remembered what happened last night and was explaining to him.
It's not that he doesn't understand the whole story, but his nature is such that he is easy to act emotionally. In fact, as long as he is given a few days to calm down, he can return to his previous mood and continue to live in peace with Xiao Si.
But Xiao Si insisted on bringing this matter to the fore before his emotions subsided, and he didn't even give him such a little time.
He could almost know how Xiao Si would explain it next, but it was just a few sentences, such as "he was just drunk and admitted the wrong person", "he didn't mean to offend him" and so on.
But he also knew that his anger was a little vexatious, and when Xiao Si finished explaining, if he didn't accept this apology, it would be even more vexatious.
Jiang Zhao plainly felt a bit of resentment—why didn't he even give him a chance to sulk for a few days
He wanted to lay out these truths that he understood in front of the two of them, and then persuade him to be rational.
Be rational... be rational, sir!
"I see," Jiang Zhao said without emotion, "Let's go."
This look, obviously still angry, Xiao Si immediately stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Wait a minute, there is..."
Jiang Zhao jerked his hand away and shook him off.
Xiao Siye's face suddenly turned pale.
Jiang Zhao pushed open the door, and when he walked out, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and his expression changed.
"what happened to you?!"
Xiao Si also half-kneeled on the ground, pressing his hands on his abdomen, bean-sized beads of sweat slipped from his temples, and his lips, which were rosy because of today's spicy food, were bloodless at this moment.
Jiang Zhao immediately knelt down and supported his shoulders, his expression flustered: "What's wrong with you? Xiao Si, don't f*ck scare me! Do you have a stomachache?"
The lips of the man in front of him trembled slightly, but in the next second, he slowly bent down and rested his forehead on his shoulder.
"I really, don't see you as someone else."
A very light, but sad tone.
Jiang Zhao's heart trembled violently.
He pursed his lips tightly, shook Xiao Siye's hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll call you an ambulance."
—
No one expected that an ordinary dinner party would send someone to the hospital.
Jiang Zhao sat in the director's room, facing the doctor who kept telling him: "The patient has long-term chronic gastritis, just drank alcohol last night, and now he ate so many spicy dishes all at once, it will definitely irritate the gastric mucosa. That is to say, he is young and his body can still bear it. If it is more serious, he may develop gastric perforation. You should pay attention to your diet and avoid raw, cold and spicy food... "
After Jiang Zhao listened carefully, he leaned towards the doctor: "I see, thank you."
The doctor sighed: "I know your profession, entertainment is inevitable, but you still have to pay attention to your body."
Jiang Zhao thanked the doctor again, and walked all the way from the consulting room back to the ward.
In the single ward, there was only one patient with a pale face. When he saw him coming back, his amber eyes lit up, and then he looked away guiltily.
Jiang Zhao sat down beside his bed unceremoniously, and said, "Come on, tell me. What nerve did you have today?"
He clearly knew that his body couldn't eat spicy food, but he insisted on following them to the Sichuan restaurant, and ate so many spicy dishes to death.
If he hadn't looked back before he left, Xiao Si would have collapsed in that box and passed out from the pain
He stared at Xiao Siye in front of him, but anyone who was familiar with him would know that Jiang Zhao was really angry.
He quietly waited for Xiao Si to give him an explanation for his deadly behavior. After a long while, he saw Xiao Si also grabbing the corner of his clothes, and said softly:
"I just... wonder why you're unhappy."
Because your tone on the phone was a bit cold, I ran to find you on my own initiative.
Because your expression is different from usual, I racked my brains to figure out the reason.
Because I don't want to spoil your new employee's face and disturb your interest, so I accept it calmly when adding food.
Xiao Si didn't say these words, but Jiang Zhao realized it without a teacher.
He looked at Xiao Siye with some indescribable words: "That's it?"
Xiao Si also responded, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, those extremely clear eyes vaguely seemed to be filled with the light of the rippling lake, he looked at him and whispered: "So, don't be angry, okay?"
Jiang Zhao stared at him blankly.
His eyes fell on Xiao Si's hand that was also tightly holding on to the corner of his sleeve. The man's slender fingers had distinct knuckles, but the appearance of pulling him was like a child asking for candy, a bit like he was not letting go.
He even felt that if he turned around and left now, even if Xiao Si pulled off the infusion tube on the back of his hand, he would follow.
After a while, Jiang Zhao let out a silent breath.
Immediately afterwards, he glared at Xiao Siye viciously again: "If you dare to do such self-abuse again, I will not be responsible, you know?"
Xiao Si also nodded along the way: "Understood the boss, so this time it can be reimbursed, right?"
Jiang Zhao: "I'll reimburse you for your size. This private hospital ward is 2500 a day, deducted from your salary."
Having said that, he actually paid Xiao Siye's medical expenses a long time ago, and Xiao Siye's contract didn't have a so-called basic salary, he just took advantage of it verbally.
It’s okay if you don’t think about it, but when you think about it, you get angry again, Jiang Zhao wants to turn on the microphone again, but Xiao Si also climbs up the pole, and the hand that was holding his sleeve corner is followed by his wrist, shaking shake:
"Come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"
Jiang Zhao twitched his lips: "You still cook when you're like this? I'm not a capitalist who oppresses employees."
Xiao Si also smiled: "I still have the strength to cook, I should be able to get out of bed tonight, I have experience."
"Lie here for me," Jiang Zhao glared at him, "I have paid the hospital bill, you want to run away?"
Xiao Si also said: "Then I will stay here tonight and go back tomorrow?"
Jiang Zhao narrowed his eyes, and before he could say no, he heard the person on the bed whisper again, calling out in a tender voice:
"Let me go back, Brother Jiang."
The author has something to say:
Actor Xiao: Since my wife doesn’t call me by my nickname, I’ll take the initiative to call something else (laughs);
Author: This is the bottom line, the Mariana Trench will feel inferior after seeing it;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!