Zhou Ziheng got off Xia Xiqing's body and tidied his clothes silently.
"I don't like men," his voice returned to its original calmness, "don't waste your time on me."
Xia Xiqing was still lying on the sofa in the same posture as before. He raised his hand to wipe his lips, wiped the blood on his hand, and laughed again.
"My ears are callused after hearing this sentence." Xia Xiqing glanced at him disdainfully, and the corners of his bloody mouth curled up, showing a strange beauty.
"They all ended up in my bed."
Unreasonable paranoia.
He slammed the door and left without even looking at Xia Xiqing.
Zhou Ziheng finally determined that Xia Xiqing's feelings for him were nothing more than a desire to win, just like a serial murderer looking for the next victim in order to satisfy his paranoid hobby.
He was chosen, that's all.
Thinking of this, the boredom stuck in his chest expanded, unscrupulously squeezing his chest cavity and heart. When we first met, he only hated Xia Xiqing, so disgusted that he didn't want to say a word, but now he couldn't tell how this emotion had changed.
Angry, annoyed, unwilling, it seems that each of them can be used to describe, but none of them is enough.
After Zhou Ziheng left, Xia Xiqing lay alone on the sofa for a long time, his mind was very chaotic, and he kept repeating the scene of the kiss just now. He has some remorse, but it is not the remorse and guilt of doing something wrong. This emotion is more like solving a complex math problem.
Obviously there is a simpler and more beautiful algorithm, but I use violence to solve it.
Such a hasty and rough kiss completely broke the delicate and dangerous balance between the two. Xia Xiqing would never do such an extremely stupid approach in the past no matter how dazzled he was. His opponents in the past were not much easier than Zhou Ziheng, but he was always the one who planned his strategies calmly and calmly.
He took a deep breath, got off the sofa drowsily, turned off the TV irritably, and went upstairs.
Every light in the house was on, and Xia Xiqing stayed up all night.
In the morning, I received a message from Jiang Yin.
[Are you there? The ratings of the program have exploded, and now xx magazine invites you to shoot a special feature with Ziheng, a double cover and inside page, do you have time at night? ]
Xia Xiqing was about to go back and was not free, so the call came in, he hesitated for a while, but still answered.
"How are you thinking?"
This woman really has a hot personality, Xia Xiqing laughed, "You said it as if I had time to think about it."
"Among the top five magazines, this is the only one that hasn't been published by Ziheng, and this time they arranged for Lin Mo to shoot. You should know how hard it is for him to hire."
Lin Mo's reputation is indeed not small, and he can be regarded as part of the art circle. Xia Xiqing has also heard of it, but not only in terms of professional ability, but also has a private life style comparable to Xia Xiqing.
"So." Xia Xiqing leaned on the bed, "What does it have to do with me?"
Jiang Yin was a little confused about the change in his attitude. She was obviously willing to cooperate before, but she hesitated in her words, "Aren't you unwilling?"
"Yes, I don't want to." Xia Xiqing replied bluntly, "Not only I don't want to, but your big stars don't want to."
Is it related to Zhou Ziheng? Jiang Yin was a little surprised, "Have you had a conflict?"
"Are there still few conflicts between us?" Xia Xiqing turned his neck wearily, and lit a cigarette for himself, "Let him go by himself."
"The other party asked you to be with him." Jiang Yin sighed, "You probably don't know how popular your cp is now. The ratings of the first episode yesterday broke 5. Did you know that your two names are almost the same? It occupies the top ten of the hot search list. Those girls on the Internet are crazy. It¡¯s the first time I¡¯ve seen a netizen so crazy about CP. They¡¯re reposting clips of you in the show everywhere. It¡¯s like swiping the screen .¡±
Xia Xiqing thought of the scene last night, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "So what, it's all for a show, why, now I'm still in charge of after-sales with real feelings?"
Jiang Yin was a little surprised, Xia Xiqing at this moment seemed to be very different from the elegant ruffian in her impression, as if she had been shot, "I don't know what happened between you I just informed Ziheng At that time, he didn't reply to me, and he was probably still asleep, but this opportunity is really rare, we have been working hard on fashion resources"
"If you really want me to go to bed with him." Xia Xiqing suddenly interrupted, "Just let me go to bed with him."It¡¯s a little bit of a sense of distance. He hardly talked to Xia Xiqing during the whole process. He looked very cold and didn¡¯t pay attention to his Weibo. The show premiered yesterday. Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing didn¡¯t interact on Weibo, and Xia Xiqing even liked it. The one between him and Shang Sirui. Don't hit me I'm just speaking my mind. ]
Seeing this, Zhou Ziheng's fingers froze the screen, feeling unable to refute but wanting to refute.
[I like to eat rabbits: Wow, after such an analysis, these three people are really Shura field. Xia Xiqing is a fan of Zhou Ziheng, but he liked the cp of him and Shang Sirui. I really want to interview Zhou Ziheng how he feels now 233333 ]
I feel very bad. Zhou Ziheng frowned deeply, the more he thought about it, the more he felt annoyed.
The speculation of CP was originally a fake, and they knew it very well in their hearts, it was just a combination of interests. No matter which of the three of them it is, the random combination almost always benefits.
But he always felt like he was defeated. It was obvious that he and Xia Xiqing's cp was an overwhelming victory in the whole network. In just one night, their fanart, fanart, screenshots and clips were flying all over the place. It blew into the sky. But seeing such one or two microblogs, he was still uncomfortable.
Especially the last two.
So Zhou Ziheng, who was so angry that he didn't go to pick up Xia Xiqing, changed into his own trumpet, and liked a lot of his and Xia Xiqing's cp blogs, and when he saw one, he liked one to vent his anger.
Just as I was working hard, several dialog boxes popped up on WeChat continuously.
[Terrorist: When you apologize, you don¡¯t even bother to make excuses with your assistant, do you? ]
[Terrorist: How about I release your pigeons at night. ]
[Terrorist: I'm really curious, big star, what are you doing now? ]
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