Ji Sheng remembered that Xie Xuanming didn't say happy birthday to himself in the end.
His Adam's apple rolled down, and he turned his head.
The cold light from the corridor shone on Xie Xuanming's face, drawing out his indifferent expression and leaving some waves in his eyes.
In the end, I still made up for the birthday congratulations two years ago.
Ji Sheng stared blankly at Xie Xuanming for a while, lowered his eyes as if compromising or giving up, and said, "Thank you."
The two sat in silence, neither of them spoke again.
Time goes by little by little, four minutes is not a very long concept, it is almost a few breaths, and twelve o'clock is over.
The moment the hour and second hands overlapped at the top, Ji Sheng had the illusion that everything was an illusion, and the second hand would shatter after a second. Returning to "Ji Hui" by herself, Xie Xuanming forgot the truth.
He was in a trance when the lawyer pushed the door and walked out, breaking the game.
Ji Sheng stood up all of a sudden, but Xie Xuanming was one step ahead of him. Just as Ji Sheng stood up straight, he had passed Ji Sheng and walked in front of the lawyer.
Ji Sheng could only stop abruptly, watching Xie Xuanming go up to talk to the lawyer in a low voice, and then come back.
"Qing Chu was biting hard, your mother can't come out today." Xie Xuanming's title changed very naturally, "Sorry."
"It's okay, it's not your problem." Ji Sheng whispered, "Then her illness..."
"It's a special situation, and I've already applied. Although I can't see unrelated people, I should be sent to the hospital for an examination tonight, and I will stay in the hospital."
"Okay." Ji Sheng's heart sank a little, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's okay." Xie Xuanming's expression was still unclear, "I will follow up the situation, and let you know as soon as there is any progress. It's already late, so go back first."
Ji Sheng lowered his head, thinking that Xie Xuanming would contact him in case of "something" about the collapse, but he never contacted himself again.
Although that was a special case.
And now is obviously not the right time to make this point.
So Ji Sheng finally just nodded and said yes.
Xie Xuanming drove here by himself. When Ji Sheng got in the car, he habitually pulled the handle of the rear door, but Xie Xuanming held down his wrist.
Warm palms touched the wrist bones, and Ji Sheng secretly thought of the phantom pain of piercing his wrist.
So he withdrew his hand reflexively, and quickly pulled away. Xie Xuanming was thrown away, and the back of his hand hit the car, with a muffled sound, which was not light.
Ji Sheng didn't expect to call Xie Xuanming, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Xie Xuanming withdrew his hand, leaned forward and opened the passenger door, "You take the passenger seat."
"… it is good."
Ji Sheng originally thought that Xie Xuanming let him sit in the co-pilot because he wanted to chat with him. After all, there was a lot between them, something to talk about, and something to talk about.
But Xie Xuanming just drove the car without saying a word, looking out the window from time to time, looking for something absent-mindedly.
Ji Sheng couldn't hold back his squinting glances at him, and the first thing he saw was the reddish knuckles of Xie Xuanming's hands holding the steering wheel.
It was hit by the car body, and the blush was particularly obvious on the hand like a work of art.
A little guilt crept up in Ji Sheng's heart: "Does it hurt?"
Xie Xuanming didn't answer right away. He followed his gaze and lowered his eyes. He found the source of the topic before opening his mouth: "A little bit."
"sorry… "
"fine."
Che Rulu repeated the conversation, Ji Sheng retracted his gaze, and opened the window quietly.
The 20-year-old Xie Xuanming on the other end of the phone said softly, "It won't hurt if you sing me a song."
Light and fluttering, it's gone when the wind rolls around.
He ended up saying nothing more.
Xie Xuanming parked the car on the side of the road.
"You stay in the car." He unbuckled his seat belt.
"What are you going to do?" Ji Sheng found out that he was not driving to the villa area, so he turned his head and asked.
"Buy a cake, wait a moment." Xie Xuanming said, and got out of the car.
Ji Sheng turned his eyes suddenly, only to see a bakery on the side of the road still glowing with warm orange light.
"It's too late..." Ji Sheng said to himself.
Xie Xuanming got out of the car, naturally he couldn't hear him, he looked at the window for a while, pushed the door in, and pointed to a cake in the window with the clerk.
Ji Sheng watched, and suddenly caught a glimpse of orange and yellow pieces of fruit on the cake.
This body seems to be allergic to mangoes.
Ji Sheng pushed the door open, wanting to talk to Xie Xuanming.
But he pulled the handle twice and was stunned.
The doors are locked.
Xie Xuanming came back with the cake, unlocked it, opened the door, and put the cake on the back seat.
"That cake." Ji Sheng asked, "Is the fruit on it yellow peach or mango?"
"Huangtao, they don't have mango cakes." Xie Xuanming said.
"That's good." Ji Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, "Ji Hui is allergic to mangoes."
Xie Xuanming froze when he started the car, and a second later he grabbed the steering wheel as if nothing had happened.
"That's a pity," he said. "I remember you were fond of mangoes."
Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had the urge to ask.
what do you remember
But until I got back to the villa, sang the birthday song, made a wish, cut the cake and finished eating... I didn't ask.
How to sleep at night is another big problem. Ji Sheng originally wanted to sleep in the guest room, but he knew that Xie Xuanming was unlikely to agree, so he took a step back and proposed to sleep on the sofa bed as usual, but Xie Xuanming also refused.
So in the end, it became two people dragging the corner of the quilt, lying on the same bed with stiff hands and feet.
Fortunately, the bed in the master bedroom is big enough, two meters wide, more than enough to sleep two people.
Can't even stand up.
Ji Sheng thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but in fact he started to feel sleepy as soon as his head was pressed against the pillow, and his eyelids kept drooping.
But before falling asleep, Ji Sheng still had a question he wanted to ask Xie Xuanming.
"When did you know?" He asked softly.
"I guessed some before." Xie Xuanming's voice was flat, "Handwriting, stage style, children's toothpaste, fruit candy, fear of heights... too many coincidences."
That's quite a lot, Ji Sheng thought while staring at the darkness.
How could I feel that Xie Xuanming couldn't think of it
He insisted on looking at the ceiling until his eyelids drooped again, and when he was half asleep, he heard Xie Xuanming ask again: "When did you know?"
Knowing that he guessed his identity, or knowing his friendship for him
Ji Sheng didn't want to guess, and didn't answer, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Early the next morning, when Ji Sheng woke up, Xie Xuanming was fully dressed, standing by the window, not knowing who to call.
Ji Sheng didn't want to disturb him, got out of bed lightly, and went downstairs to the bathroom. But as soon as he took a step, Xie Xuanming turned his head and asked sharply, "Where are you going?"
"Wash up." Ji Sheng stopped and couldn't help yawning.
"Use the bathroom upstairs." Xie Xuanming said.
"The toothbrush and toothpaste are below." Ji Sheng said.
"...Then go down first, you can use the main guard in the future, so as not to run around." Xie Xuanming said after a few seconds of pause.
In the future, I will share a room with Xie Xuanming.
Ji Sheng splashed a handful of water on his face.
don't say anything clearly...
Xie Xuanming didn't express his thoughts clearly either.
Just messed around like that.
Ji Sheng walked out of the bathroom, Xie Xuanming also came down, waiting on the sofa.
Seeing him come out, Xie Xuanming raised his head: "Ji Yueming's physical condition is stable, and we have to talk with Qingchu."
"it is good."
"The surveillance camera on the side of the collapse has captured the person who did it, and the police have launched a hunt. It is estimated that it is the person who rushed to Jihui before. It is not safe during this period. It is better for you to stay with me first."
"Okay." Ji Sheng nodded obediently.
Xie Xuanming stared at him for a while, then turned his eyes away with a sigh of relief: "Do you have anything to say?"
"Yes." Ji Sheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, there was a missed call on it, and there were several messages, "Sheng Kongzhi wanted to meet me."
"You pulled him out of the blacklist?"
"Well, I was in a hurry to ask Ji... about my mother, so..." Ji Sheng said, "Do you want to see her?"
"Oh, I didn't mean to question you." Xie Xuanming explained without distraction, and then asked again suddenly, "Does he know you are Ji Sheng?"
Ji Sheng thinks you might as well just question him.
"I didn't say it, but he guessed it."
"Oh."
Xie Xuanming looked a little colder, looking very unhappy.
Ji Sheng regression problem.
"Am I going to see him?"
"Do you want to see me?"
"A little bit." Ji Sheng added the reason, "I want to ask him something about Qingchu, and the collapse... These are all related to him... Maybe it's another bastard who lost his mind... Or it's just the previous one .”
He tried his best to mend it, but Xie Xuanming's expression was still ugly to the naked eye.
Ji Sheng could only turn around: "But, if you don't want me to go, I won't go. There are always other ways to investigate these things..."
"I don't want you to go." Xie Xuanming was straightforward, with a calm expression like when he was 17 years old.
"Then I won't go." Ji Sheng also answered neatly.
After he finished speaking, Xie Xuanming seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he only said: "Is the injured musician in Ji Hui band okay?"
Ji Sheng was stunned for two seconds before realizing that he was talking about Lu Haoren, and he answered, "He's in good condition, but the doctor said he'd better cultivate himself, and maybe he won't be able to keep up with the next competition."
"Oh." Xie Xuanming didn't seem to really care about Nirvana's performance in "The Sound of Music 2", "Are you going to retire?"
"what?"
"The collapse has already shown that people in the dark are doing whatever they can. It's too dangerous to stay on the show. Retiring from the competition is the safest choice."
"What about Nirvana?" Ji Sheng blurted out.
"It has nothing to do with me." Xie Xuanming finally revealed a few traces of hidden dark emotions, "It has nothing to do with you, in fact, it only has something to do with Ji Hui... Are you Ji Hui?"
"..."
Xie Xuanming simply cut off the connection between Ji Sheng and Ji Hui, and also cut off the possibility of Ji Sheng fishing in troubled waters to fool his past identity.
It was also at this moment that Ji Sheng realized that Xie Xuanming cared so much about the difference between "Ji Sheng" and "Ji Hui".
He was speechless for a while, and said after ten seconds: "But I can't ruin the future of others just because I want to protect myself."
Ji Sheng had a clear idea: "And those who want to do it are already unscrupulous, no matter if I am on "The Sound of Music" or other programs, or anywhere else, what should be done, will eventually be done... I want to do it once and for all I can only lure him out to take legal responsibility, and my continuing to show up is the best way to fish... It is impossible for me to hide for the rest of my life."
"You can hide with me for the rest of your life." Xie Xuanming said abruptly, "I don't mind."
"..."
"I mind." Ji Sheng said helplessly, "Of course I don't mind hiding from 'you', but rather from 'hiding'..."
"I know." Xie Xuanming interrupted him, "So now the problem is that Nirvana will participate in the next competition, but is there a shortage of people?"
"...Yes." Ji Sheng was a little dizzy by his sudden turning.
"What does that player play? Guitar? Keyboard?"
"Lead singer, without an instrument..." Ji Sheng suddenly thought of something while talking, "Wait, didn't you want to..."
"That's easy to solve." Xie Xuanming took a step forward, and the corner of his clothes brushed against the back of Ji Sheng's hand. He lowered his head, looked at Ji Sheng and said, "The next time you perform, I'll be your lead singer."