"I didn't mean to wash your clothes," Pei Xu said, "Both of us put our clothes on the bathroom shelf. We can distinguish between underwear and shorts, so I just washed both shorts. You I didn't touch the panties."
Zhai Xingchen froze for a moment, his face became hotter: "Oh."
"I'm not dishonest." Pei Xu added.
Zhai Xingchen wanted to laugh, looked down at Pei Xu putting on his shoes, and went into the bathroom by himself.
The shorts that Pei Xu washed were put together. The two shorts were the same, with the same length, size, and color, and it was impossible to tell which one belonged to Pei Xu and which one he had worn.
He found that Pei Xu's pants, jacket, socks, underwear, and T-shirts were almost all the same style and color, mainly black, and the style was not fancy. To the extent that it cannot be seen.
Zhai Xingchen went in and washed his underwear. His underwear was white, and he was particularly conspicuous when paired with two black shorts and one black underwear.
He stepped aside.
There was a knock on the door outside, Pei Xu went to open the door, and saw Huo Cheng standing at the door.
"Are you still okay?" Huo Cheng asked.
"immediately."
Huo Cheng came in.
The lights in the hotel room were on, but the curtains were not open. Huo Cheng looked at their room, and it was no different from the one he lived in.
Because he was a little embarrassed when he changed clothes with Duan Yihua just now, Huo Cheng couldn't help thinking about Pei Xu and Zhai Xingchen, feeling very uneasy. He glanced at Pei Xu, Pei Xu's face seemed to be a little flushed, and his indifferent and fair face was tinged with worldly desires.
It seems that the iceberg man has fallen into the mortal world.
Zhai Xingchen came out of the bathroom: "Let's go."
"Have you all taken a shower?" Huo Cheng asked.
"Rush forward." Zhai Xingchen said.
"I didn't even wash it." Huo Cheng said.
He thinks the hot spring water is quite clean.
He is rough.
Huo Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong with being rough before, but now he felt that Pei Xu, who was fair and clean, seemed to be a better match for Zhai Xingchen.
Because Zhai Xingchen was really clean and fresh.
Next, they are going to the nearby Guanyin Temple, which is about a kilometer away from the Hot Spring Villa. They will most likely walk there. Zhai Xingchen puts on his down jacket, and Pei Xu said, "Gloves."
Zhai Xingchen took the glove from Pei Xu's hand.
Both of them are very natural, which is obviously formed after living together for a long time.
Huo Cheng saw it, and felt even more uneasy. Pei Xu was obviously so low-key and silent, but he seemed to have firmly occupied the most favorable position, and he would not be easily captured.
Hu Ying and the others all came out at this time, and when they went out of the room, Huo Cheng suddenly asked Pei Xu, "Do you usually wear a mask?"
Pei Xu froze for a moment, then shook his head.
"What about skin care?"
Pei Xu looked at him suspiciously.
Huo Cheng said: "I think your skin is very good, very fair."
In comparison, he seemed a little dark and rough.
"Brother Huo, do you want skin care?" Hu Ying who was next to him said, "Ask me, I'm an expert in beauty and skin care!"
Everyone looked at Huo Cheng when they heard the words, Huo Cheng said awkwardly, "No, I'll just ask casually. I think Pei Xu's skin is pretty good."
[Hahahahahaha, laugh to death.]
[Brother Huo should learn about skin care. His skin is the roughest. The place in the northern city is cold and windy, so it's easy to get rough!]
[Brother Huo, don't take care of your skin, roughness is your greatest charm!]
"Good skin is generally due to genes. People with good skin naturally don't need facial cleanser. People with good skin still have bad skin, and tens of thousands of skin care products can't do it." Lin Qingning said.
Pei Xu is born with a good background and a cold skin.
As he spoke, he glanced at Pei Xu.
Pei Xu wore a long black scarf with gray and black checks, and his overall attire was not so monotonous, but his down jacket was still fluffy, and he looked far less strict than they were. This person is only better dressed than Huo Cheng. The reason why he looks noble is not only good-looking and thin, but mainly because of his cold white skin.
It is also white, Zhai Xingchen is not cold white skin, his white is transparent, milky white, his nose turns red when he freezes in the cold wind, and his lips are even redder, looking bright and glamorous.
As he was watching, he noticed Zhai Xingchen's gaze, and Zhai Xingchen walked towards him.
They got into the car, and Zhai Xingchen sat down with him.
Lin Qingning took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
They were in a sightseeing bus, which was semi-closed, and the north wind blew coldly on them. Hu Ying leaned against Duan Yihua from the cold, and Wen Nuo said, "Why are you wearing so little?"
"For good looks." Hu Ying said.
"Didn't you just have a fever?" Huo Cheng asked.
Hu Ying smiled, turned her head and sneezed.
The Avalokitesvara Temple here is not very famous, it is a small scenic spot, free of charge, few people usually come, the temple is not big, but there are two thousand-year-old trees inside, tall and thick, they just got out of the car , I saw it through the quaint courtyard wall.
The branches of the trees hung down, covered with strips of red cloth, fluttering in the wind.
"Is there a wishing tree here?" Huo Cheng asked immediately.
When Zhai Xingchen saw that tree, he also remembered that he and Huo Cheng saw that on Baiyu Mountain.
"Oh yes, didn't you make a wish before?" Duan Yihua asked.
Huo Cheng smiled and said, "Ours is a wishing lock, which is different from this one."
"What wish did Brother Huo make at that time?" Hu Ying asked.
Huo Cheng looked at him with a smile: "It won't work if you say it."
It's just that his smile is a bit intriguing, and you can probably guess that kind of smile.
It must be a wish to let him and Zhai Xingchen be together in the end, heh!
They entered through the gate and came under the thousand-year-old willow tree. Hu Ying immediately asked the staff next to her, "Can we make a wish?"
"Of course." The staff member said enthusiastically.
"You can come here and write down your wishes, and then hang them up."
Huo Cheng asked: "Can everyone see this?"
The staff smiled and said, "Yes."
Huo Cheng looked at the wishing red cloth strips hanging on the willow sticks. Some were couples who came to make wishes, and some made wishes for children. There were all kinds of wishes for safety, health, marriage, and studies. He said: "The one we made a wish at the beginning was sealed and sealed in a lock. No one can see it except ourselves. It feels better than this."
Wen Nuo said, "Compare this, isn't it good?"
Duan Yihua next to him chuckled lightly.
"Be careful that the Bodhisattva will not be happy after hearing this, and all your wishes will come to nothing." Hu Ying said.
Huo Cheng put his palms together in the direction of the temple immediately after hearing the words, and prayed.
"Are we going to broadcast this in the future?" Hu Ying asked suddenly as he picked up his pen.
"It's broadcasting right now. We're broadcasting live. Netizens will definitely be able to see it later." Wen Nuo said.
Hu Ying immediately said, "But my handwriting is ugly."
Zhai Xingchen originally wanted to write something casually, but he immediately became serious when he heard this. He rolled up his sleeves and tried to make his handwriting look better.
"Your handwriting is so ugly." Hu Ying said suddenly.
Zhai Xingchen: "..."
Hu Ying said with a smile: "It looks good-looking, but the characters are ugly."
It turned out that he wanted to take the opportunity to praise himself.
Zhai Xingchen explained deliberately: "My hands are so cold that I can't control it, that's why I write so ugly."
His handwriting is ugly, there is no way, he is considered a scumbag.
Hu Ying wrote:
"May I be able to embrace a beautiful boy in the end!"
After finishing writing, he looked at the others: "It's best not to conflict with each other when making wishes, otherwise the Bodhisattva will be very embarrassed."
Zhai Xingchen and the others laughed.
Because after hanging up, not only other guests can see it, but also live netizens can see it. After the broadcast in the future, there may be countless netizens who will come to check in and take pictures, so Zhai Xingchen wrote very slowly this time, one stroke at a time, trying to let himself The font looks better, and he thinks that his wish this time should be more official. He originally wanted to write "Wish for the "Red and Blue Signal" fire", but later felt that it was too official, and finally he wrote: "I hope we Everyone stay healthy and safe."
He is generous and humane, and everyone can be satisfied, he thinks it is very good.
After finishing writing, he looked at Wen Nuo next to him, and saw what Wen Nuo wrote: "May all promises come true."
Zhai Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then quickly retracted his eyes.
Promise that CP is his and Wen Nuo's CP name, he doesn't believe that Wen Nuo did it by accident.
He'd better not look at the wishes made by the other guests.
It might have something to do with him.
Hu Ying was already waiting under the tree with a red cloth strip, and Zhai Xingchen asked, "Why don't you hang it up?"
Hu Ying said, "I'm waiting for you."
Zhai Xingchen tied his own red cloth strips, and Hu Ying immediately hung them on the same wicker stick.
After hanging up, Zhai Xingchen immediately went to the Guanyin Temple, Pei Xu and Huo Cheng were still writing, and Huo Cheng ran to the tree to look at Zhai Xingchen's wish after half of the writing.
[Good guy, the wishes Duan Yihua and the others made seem to be all kinds of things, but they all mean the same thing, right? Bodhisattva is really going to be in trouble now.]
[Once again, I wonder why there is only one Zhai Xingchen! I wish everyone could get their wish!]
After Pei Xu finished writing, when he was about to hang it up, a gust of wind blew and the wicker swayed non-stop. He saw Huo Cheng's writing, and they all wrote their names on it.
Huo Cheng made a wish: "May all the wishes I made on Baiyu Mountain come true."
Huo Cheng's wish is so wonderful, it makes people daydream, the effect is perfect, and it is special enough.
The bullet screen was guessing what Huo Cheng wished.
Pei Xu looked at it with a cold face for a while, then hung up his own red cloth strip. Hu Ying, Wen Nuo, and Duan Yihua were already hung on the branch that Zhai Xingchen hung on. I found an empty wicker and tied it.
When the wind blew, red cloth strips fluttered, and the staff in charge of the live broadcast stood on tiptoe and raised their mobile phones to take pictures. The wind blew the red cloth strips trembling all the time, and I couldn't see the whole picture, only a sun was drawn on it, and a star was drawn on the bottom. When the setting sun shone, the red cloth was completely red.
For a while, the barrage was discussing the wishes made by the guests.
Everyone's wishes are different, some are like charades, such as Huo Cheng, some are straightforward, such as Hu Ying, some are hidden, such as Wen Nuo, some are very official, such as Zhai Xingchen and Lin Qingning, and some are poetic. , such as Yan Zhi and Duan Yihua.
Pei Xu and Yan Zhi entered the Guanyin Temple one by one. This temple has a history of 600 to 700 years. The temple is very small, and it only takes ten minutes to walk around it. They climbed to the hill and waited there to watch the sunset.
"Zhai Xingchen." Huo Cheng called out suddenly.
Zhai Xingchen glanced at Huo Cheng when he heard the words, and the others also looked at Huo Cheng. Huo Cheng smiled and said, "Let's go?"
Zhai Xingchen put on his hat and followed Huo Cheng into the distance. Everyone turned to look at them.
Zhai Xingchen was very nervous, and followed Huo Cheng towards a place where no one was around. The two of them walked for several minutes, but Huo Cheng didn't speak. After a while, Huo Cheng lowered his head and suddenly laughed.
Zhai Xingchen looked at him and asked with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"
Huo Cheng said: "I feel like my mouth is stupid, I don't know what to say."
Zhai Xingchen smiled, a little embarrassed, and put his hand in his pocket.
The program team also seemed to know what the audience wanted to see, and the person in charge of the live broadcast followed closely behind them and stopped filming other guests.
Mars CP fans instantly fell into the carnival.
[Huo Ge rush!]
[Small him with a straight ball!]
[So shy Brother Huo, chirp!]
[I don't know what to say, blah blah.]
Other CP fans were jealous and wanted to know what Huo Cheng and Zhai Xingchen would talk about, and the number of viewers of the live broadcast increased instead of falling.
Hu Ying and the others all stood in place, glanced at Huo Cheng and Zhai Xingchen from time to time, while Guo Bing stood far away and said, "This is the classic shot!"
The setting sun shines on the mountains. Of the eight guests, two are in the distance, and six are standing together quietly. Through this vast lens, one can figure out the turbulent mood of these six guests.
And all of this is just the beginning.
Zhai Xingchen and Huo Cheng also stopped and stood on the high hill. Huo Cheng squatted down and looked at the sunset in the distance. He took off his hat and smoothed his short hair. The cold wind was blowing on his head. , some piercing pain.
Silence, silence is sometimes a kind of power.
Zhai Xingchen gradually became serious, he pursed his lips, and felt Huo Cheng's love from Huo Cheng's silent back.
For a man as big and hearty as he is, his love seems even more shocking.
Zhai Xingchen also squatted down beside him.
"We're leaving here the day after tomorrow." Huo Cheng said.
"It seems to be leaving early in the morning the day after tomorrow." Zhai Xingchen said.
"Time flies so fast." Huo Cheng said.
Zhai Xingchen laughed and said, "I think it's quite a long time."
Huo Cheng laughed when he heard the words, his eyebrows brightened, and he turned to look at him.
Huo Cheng sighed, and said, "You are very popular." He said as he grabbed a dry grass under his feet, and suddenly said, "I'm so mad."
[Ouch, I'm so mad.]
[Boom, my girlish heart is about to explode.]
[Ahhh, I really like it!]
This is the case with Lian Zong, everything goes to the end, and their current relationship is also the same. It is enough to understand each other, and it is embarrassing to talk too thoroughly. On the contrary, this kind of restraint is the most charming part of Lian Zong. The restrained, ambiguous, expressive, flickering, hidden in the details and trivial conversations are beautiful.
Hu Ying kept sneezing.
He was a little bit unbearable from the cold wind.
He was still very upset.
He thought that every time he took the initiative to attack, he himself felt some stupid embarrassment, such as running to ice skating next to Pei Xu and Zhai Xingchen, such as letting Zhai Xingchen touch his forehead when he was soaking in the hot spring just now, such as when he was grabbing a seat , His attack had almost no effect, but looking at others, not to mention Pei Xu and Yan Zhi, Huo Cheng's active attack now won him a precious opportunity to be alone.
Everyone's attack is very effective!
I don't know what they all said.
He is so stupid.
He is really a stupid beauty.
Hu Ying was frustrated.
About twenty minutes later, Zhai Xingchen and Huo Cheng came back, and the sun was about to set.
Hu Ying wanted to follow suit, so he also called Zhai Xingchen aside, but seeing that it was getting dark, he wondered if it was too cold here, so it was not good.
After hesitating, they got into the car going back.
Zhai Xingchen was still the first to get into the car, and Huo Cheng followed closely behind and sat down beside him.
Huo Cheng was followed by Pei Xu, Zhai Xingchen looked at him, Pei Xu glanced at him, the two looked at each other, Zhai Xingchen pursed his lips, and Pei Xu sat at the back.
Duan Yihua and the others came up immediately.
The sightseeing car drove away slowly, and there were only a few staff members at the gate of the silent Guanyin Temple.
The north wind blows the ancient willow trees in the yard, the willow branches flutter, and the red cloth strips also rustle.
The wishes of the guests were revealed one by one.
Duan Yihua wrote: "I hope I can meet my own love."
Yan Zhi wrote: "There are shooting stars in the sky, there are stars in the sky on the ground, and there is a person in my heart."
Lin Qingning wrote: "May lovers get married in the end."
Pei Xu didn't write anything, only drew a sun, a star, and a rose in the middle.
After going back, they had dinner together and went to a hot spring. While soaking in the hot spring, Lin Qingning said that he might leave early tomorrow.
"I have something to do at home, and I may have to go back a day early."
Yan Zhi said, "I'm leaving tomorrow too."
The feeling that Beicheng Station was about to end came out all at once.
Everyone gathered together for a drink. After drinking for three rounds, Wen Nuo suddenly said: "Time flies, we are halfway through the recording, I don't know what will happen to everyone when we leave in the last week."
His unintentional words seemed to suddenly detonate everyone's emotions. Zhai Xingchen thought about the arrival of that day, and there was actually endless fear and reluctance. They got together because of this show, and when the show was over, it might be difficult for them to get together again. He was reluctant to let go of these friends, and what he dreaded was the arrival of the last day.
"After the show is over, will we still get together?" Hu Ying asked holding a glass of wine, "I see that in the previous seasons, some of their guests have become very good friends. They will get together every now and then."
"Shouldn't we?" Wen Nuo said.
But no one else spoke.
Their journey is destined not to have a happy reunion.
The sentimental atmosphere became embarrassing for a moment.
In the next room, Screenwriter Liu suddenly got up and went out.
Guo Bing sat for a while and went out, seeing screenwriter Liu smoking outside.
"You have to experience it every season, haven't you gotten used to it yet?" Guo Bing asked.
Screenwriter Liu said: "Maybe I am too sensitive, I may never be able to adapt."
They drank until late at night, and when they wanted to go back to rest, Yan Zhi stopped Zhai Xingchen: "Xingchen."
Zhai Xingchen turned his head, Yan Zhi said: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Zhai Xingchen looked at the others, and followed Yan Zhi to the courtyard. The night was hazy, the shadows of the trees were shaking, and there was still gurgling water. Hu Ying thought, Yan Zhi is really dishonest, he is leaving tomorrow, and today he has to seize the opportunity to attack!
He glanced at Pei Xu, who pursed his thin lips and walked towards the corridor.
Yan Zhi handed Zhai Xingchen something.
Zhai Xingchen took it over and saw it was a letter.
"Don't show it to people on the show." Yan Zhi said.
"good."
Yan Zhi looked at Zhai Xingchen silently for a while, and said, "I won't be leaving early tomorrow, so you can see me off."
"Okay." Zhai Xingchen said.
Pei Xu took off his down jacket and stood in the silent room for a while.
He went to check the clothes in the bathroom, they were almost dry.
He paced up and down the room.
Everyone has a sense of the end of the crisis.
He lay down on the bed, dazed by the light.
The door rang, and he sat up immediately, seeing Zhai Xingchen come in.
Pei Xu said, "I'm back."
"Um."
Zhai Xingchen went to the bathroom, sat on the bed when he got out, and took off his down jacket. Pei Xu looked at Zhai Xingchen's expression, then squatted down in front of him, raised his head, and looked into his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Zhai Xingchen asked.
Pei Xu squatted in front of him and looked up at him, smiling faintly.
Zhai Xingchen stretched out his hand to cover Pei Xu's eyes.
Pei Xu's eyelashes touched his palm. Zhai Xingchen withdrew his hand.
Pei Xu stood up.
He squatted down in front of him like a puppy for no reason.
Pei Xu thought, Zhai Xingchen told him to be honest. But he felt that he could be too honest, and honest people would suffer. This is a sweet and cruel journey. Among the rivals in love, there is only one who is destined to achieve what he wants.
I hope to be myself.