Mi Sheng stumbled back to "Rainbow", and there was no one in the store just at noon. Mi Sheng came to the studio on the second floor, and there were a lot of clutter in the room. Mi Sheng scolded Wang Ru more than once and asked him to tidy it up, but the assistant with a hard head couldn't figure out any clues even if he did.
Mi Sheng lay down on the bed carefully, wanting to sleep again, but the pain in his body made it difficult for him to sleep. He got up and went downstairs, went to the bar to get a bottle of wine, and drank it alone during the day. The alcohol soon numbed the pain, Mi Sheng stood up in a daze, and went back upstairs to sleep.
I slept for a long time, and finally woke up from thirst. Mi Sheng got up with a headache and aches and pains, reached out and grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the bed, drank half of the bottle in one breath, and then sat beside the bed to wake up .
With his arms on his legs, he pressed his head, and there was a buzzing in his ears.
It was so uncomfortable, and Mi Sheng regretted drinking so much alcohol to fall asleep. Looking for something to distract him, he pulled his phone out of his clothes. As soon as it was turned on, a bunch of text messages came in. Mi Sheng glanced over, all of them belonged to Chen Xingze.
-sorry.
—I’m really sorry, I’ve only been thinking about myself recently, and I haven’t asked you about your situation.
- Is your boyfriend sick? Is it serious? I shouldn't tell you about Lu Hao at this time.
- But please don't be angry, and don't be discouraged, your boyfriend is still young, and there will be a way to cure the disease. Go to him and have a good talk, don't break up so easily. Hope you guys get better soon.
—By the way, I collect some New Year’s money every New Year’s Day. Because it’s useless at ordinary times, I save some money. Although it’s not much, I hope it can help you a little bit.
- Don't be too anxious, you must have a calm person at this time.
- You have a good rest, I'm really sorry.
Mi Sheng read it one by one, and saw Chen Xingze kept apologizing. When he saw the New Year's money, he burst out laughing and accidentally involved the wound on his body, but the pain was quickly covered up by the childish and pure kindness.
Mi Sheng turned on the mobile payment device and planned to return the children's New Year's money, but was stunned when he saw the transferred amount. Chen Xingze transferred him 36,493.6 yuan, a fragmentary figure, which seemed to have emptied all his savings, leaving nothing left.
"No..." Mi Sheng was dumbfounded, "Just kidding."
For five or six minutes, Mi Sheng forgot all the pain in his body. He was surrounded by a strange emotion, a little sour and a little hot. He remembered what Chen Xingze said when he was looking for him last night, Lu Hao confessed to him, Chen Xingze tremblingly asked him if there would be a result with the straight man, and he scolded him back.
Mi Sheng looked at the string of numbers, and after realizing it, he thought that being liked by this child should feel very good.
He stayed for about a minute, and then called Qian Yuanlu back.
Chen Xingze's text message was sent almost instantly.
-What's wrong? Why did you get the money back
Mi Sheng did not reply to the text message, but made a phone call.
It rang three times and was cut off.
Mi Sheng was about to put away his phone when the call came in again.
"Hey?"
Counting the time, they have known each other for more than half a year. During the period, it was mostly text messages. The only call Mi Sheng remembered was when he was drunk and wanted to hear Chen Xingze's voice on a whim.
Now hearing his voice again, it was as if a deep memory had been awakened. Unlike most children of this age, Chen Xingze's voice is clearer, with a kind of magnetic tenderness.
Mi Sheng unconsciously rubbed his nose with his hand.
"…Little devil."
His hungover voice was hoarse.
Chen Xingze smiled and said, "Don't call me that, why did you suddenly call me?"
Mi Sheng listened to Chen Xingze's soft and calm voice, and felt very unbelievable. He and Chen Xingze were nervous on the phone call. Is this the nature of 1 and 0
"...Nothing, how about your class? Then I'll hang up."
"No class, final exam during the day today, and school is about to be dismissed now."
Mi Sheng didn't know what to say, so he snorted.
Chen Xingze asked, "Why did you return the money to me?"
Mi Sheng: "...the money has been collected, and you don't need it."
Chen Xingze: "That's it, just get enough."
Chen Xingze's voice was very natural, which made Mi Sheng calm down unconsciously. He remembered the business and said to Chen Xingze, "You just pay people so much money, do your parents know?"
"It's my own lucky money."
"How rich is your family, the children can give so much for the New Year's Eve."
"It's not a year, I've saved for a long time."
"… "
Mi Sheng took a deep breath and began to teach him a lesson.
"After saving money for so long, you just call strangers so casually? You don't have any vigilance at all? What should you do if you are deceived? You will die miserably in society in the future, don't you know?"
His serious lectures were exchanged for Chen Xingze's giggling laughter. The boy's laughter penetrated Mi Sheng's ears through the phone, like ding dong water droplets, making the summer cool.
"Will you lie to me?"
I've been lying to you all the time, Mi Sheng hummed in his heart. He was in a good mood and lit a cigarette. Chen Xingze heard the sound of the lighter and said, "You've been under a lot of pressure recently."
Mi Sheng was busy taking the first sip, and hummed vaguely. Chen Xingze added: "Don't get too angry, it will all get better."
Mi Sheng felt amused and said, "Little devil, are you trying to enlighten me?"
Chen Xingze: "Can't you?"
Mi Sheng turned his eyes away, but he didn't say no...
Chen Xingze: "Smoking less cigarettes is not good for your health."
Mi Sheng listened to the gentle dissuasion of the seventeen-year-old boy on the phone, and silently matched Chen Xingze's voice with the photo in his mind, and the boy with peach blossoms on his shoulders suddenly became vivid. The more Mi Sheng thought about it, the better he felt, and he quietly snuffed out the cigarette.
"What do you know, don't worry about adults."
Chen Xingze snorted, and then said, "It doesn't seem like the pressure is too great."
"what?"
"There's still energy and anger."
Mi Sheng was choked, and Chen Xingze laughed again.
Mi Sheng was aroused by childish competitiveness, and just as he was about to say something to salvage the decline, another person's voice came over the phone—
"Chen Xingze, I've been looking for you for a long time! Where are you hiding!"
The man's voice was enthusiastic and passionate.
Chen Xingze: "Where did I hide..."
Unlike when talking to Mi Sheng with ease, young people also become weaker in front of people who have a good impression.
"That... I have something to do, hang up first, take care of yourself."
Before Mi Sheng could hum, Lu Hao's angry voice sounded again.
"Who are you talking to!"
While Chen Xingze was busy explaining, he hurriedly hung up Mi Sheng's phone.
Mi Sheng held the phone and sat for a while, then put the cigarette he had just extinguished in his mouth and lit it again.
Even if there was a little regret at the end, the phone call softened Mi-sheng's pain, and he couldn't wait to share the feeling, and went downstairs after smoking.
"Rainbow Color" had just opened, and Mi Sheng came to the bar. Because he exuded a positive atmosphere, someone soon came to talk to him. To express his joy, Mi Sheng invited the man to drink a glass of wine. The man was fascinated by his smile and came over to hold his hand. Mi Sheng raised his eyebrows, his slender forearms were raised on the table, and he smiled meaningfully.
"What do you want?"
Under the light of the bar lights, Mi Sheng's pupil color became extremely pale, and he squinted slightly, confusing.
The man's buttocks automatically left the seat and wanted to come over to hug Mi Sheng, but Jo stopped him just before he met Mi Sheng.
"This guest, it's a bit too much, go to the sofa and rest."
Asking someone to drag the drunk man away, Jo reluctantly turns to Mi-sheng.
"I smelled a fuss from far away. What's wrong with you?"
Mi Sheng chuckled: "No."
Maybe it's because Mi Sheng hasn't shown such a smile for a long time, and Jo is in a trance for a moment. It was as if time went back to the time when he just met Mi Sheng, the eighteen-year-old boy who smiled like a blooming flower.
Mi Sheng snapped his fingers, and Jo sneered: "Last night was like a big enemy, and today I'm scratching my head here. Last time you came back from Producer Huang, it was like you were half-skinned. What's wrong this time? Didn't he bring enough tools?"
Mi Sheng: "Don't mention him, can you?"
Jo: "Who to mention?"
Mi Sheng smiled ambiguous, leaned forward, and placed himself on the bar.
"Hey, do you have the kind of person around you who would call a stranger to help him with tens of thousands of dollars?"
"I don't have any big money with a sick mind around me."
"It's not a big money, but I'm still a student."
Jo looked at Mi Sheng thoughtfully, "What's going on?"
Mi Sheng: "Do you remember that I mentioned a Chen Xingze to you?"
Jo frowned and recalled, surprised: "Is there any connection?"
Mi Sheng himself was also surprised by Jo's questioning, and he shrugged: "Anyway, we have been in touch on and off."
Jo: "What, he gave you money?"
Mi Sheng briefly explained the matter to Jo, and Jo couldn't help but tut twice.
"This poor girl was deceived so badly."
Mi Sheng kept laughing, Jo added, "But if it's because of you, it's not impossible." He poked Mi Sheng's chest, "Although it's rotten inside, it has grown a good skin, and I'm willing to do it for you. There are a lot of people spending money.”
Mi Sheng laughed even more after hearing this.
"I gave him your picture."
"what?"
"When he wanted to change the photo with me, I sent your photo."
Jo reacted, and suddenly burst into anger.
"How dare you take my picture and lie to people?!"
Mi Sheng lit a cigarette, licked his tender tongue in his mouth, and said lightly: "Your unshaven face, no matter how you look at it, it can't be a child's dish. But he still gave me money, you say He's not stupid, he's just stupid."
Jo was even more furious after hearing this.
"How dare you despise me with my photos, you bitch have been beaten up again! Hurry up and move out from the second floor, the house will not be rented to you!"
Mi Sheng propped up his head in Jo's frantic voice, his eyes hazy.
"This little fool is quite my favorite... It's a pity."
Jo frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
"nothing."
"To be fair, shouldn't you show me the pictures of the children?"
"dream."
"Son of a bitch!"
Jo scolded, Mi Sheng held a cigarette and smiled like a dream.