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Xia Xiqing never felt that he would sometimes be moved by others.
He always told others that the biggest misunderstanding of love is that people always regard the emotional fluctuations during ambiguity as heartbeats, and use the disorder of the heartbeat at that moment as evidence to confirm that they have fallen in love. But too often, these fluctuations are just ripples on the surface of the lake, and after that moment, they are quickly smoothed out.
He is not sure whether his current mood swings are the moment when the ripples bloom, he only believes that he is enjoying this moment.
"I can't even hold the gun steadily." Zhou Ziheng shook the a·u·g in his hand, with a triumphant smile on his face.
The last words just now were just a joke. Xia Xiqing tried to find clues to support his conjecture from the expression on his face. This was not easy, after all, he was facing an actor.
The two of them were just joking around.
Thinking about it this way, Xia Xiqing's burden was much less. He pursed his lower lip, his eyes frivolous, "It doesn't matter if this gun is unstable, next time I'll let you try my other guns whether they are stable or not."
Zhou Ziheng smiled, why is this person so persistent, "I tried it last time, it was not very stable, and it would go off as soon as I rubbed it."
"You are promising now." Xia Xiqing kicked him on the shin of the calf, but Zhou Ziheng dodged him and held him in his arms.
"Just kidding, kidding."
"Don't hug me." Xia Xiqing pushed him away, "Don't hug me like a fucking woman."
Zhou Ziheng heard such words from him twice, and he wondered if Xia Xiqing minded the fact that he liked a girl before, but this kind of thinking was too conscious, the bigger possibility was that Xia Xiqing just wanted to occupy a dominant position That's all.
"Then you hug me." Zhou Ziheng opened his arms.
Xia Xiqing took a look at him, he was so tall, no matter how he hugged him, he looked like a girl.
"Get out, who wants to hug you." Xia Xiqing wanted to take the gun from his hand, but just as he reached out, Zhou Ziheng grabbed it, and said anxiously, "Your hand was injured?"
Injuried? Xia Xiqing was a little confused, but quickly realized it.
"Ah, that's red paint, it's accidentally put on, it's not blood."
Zhou Ziheng heaved a sigh of relief, and tried rubbing it on, and it turned out to be paint, "Scared me. You painted before you went out."
"Ah? Mmm." Xia Xiqing was a little unaccustomed to being cared about so much, he calmly withdrew his hand, took away the gun from Zhou Ziheng's hand, put on the earmuffs and started shooting practice again.
Zhou Ziheng originally wanted to ask him what kind of painting he drew, but seeing him like this, he didn't ask any further. He sat down and took out his mobile phone. Today he was busy with auditions, meeting with the screenwriter and director, and having dinner with the management at night, so he was dizzy. I don't even have time to read WeChat.
As expected, WeChat messages are full. Zhou Ziheng picked up some important work information and replied first, and saw Shang Sirui's news in a blink of an eye.
[Si Rui: Ziheng! Have you seen the picture that Xi Qingqing drew for you? ]
[Si Rui: Share pictures. ]
Zhou Ziheng saw the watercolor painting sent by Shang Sirui, which was the pre scene at the end of his sophomore year. The ppt displayed in the upper right corner had a dark red background.
It turned out that this was painted on.
[Ziheng: He sent it to you? ]
[Si Rui: No, I saved it on his Weibo. ]
Seeing this news, Zhou Ziheng immediately opened Weibo and found that he had received a lot of unfollowed people Aite. He clicked in and took a look, and it was indeed the painting by Xia Xiqingfa.
[Self-study girl Chong Duck: @周自恒, come in and look at the picture your wife drew for you! ]
[Who doesn’t like self-study: @周自恒, what’s it like to fall in love with a painter? ]
[Self-study cp universe is the sweetest: @周自恒, I announce that you are locked up with this beautiful artist, and I have swallowed the key! ]
My wife?
What is this new saying?
In addition to the overwhelming cp fan speeches, there are only some fans of Zhou Ziheng who found Xia Xiqing's Weibo.
[Ziheng Universe's first attack: Thank you, madam, for sharing. ]
[Zhou Ziheng's wife: Thank you, madam, but some xipi fans should also be careful, too much brain supplement is a disease. ]
[I'm super-a: Xipifan is yelling so hard, Zhou Ziheng can't be straight anymore, okay, being pulled by me every day is really convincing. ]
Zhou Ziheng pursed his lips.
Is he straight? If it was before, it should be quite straight, but now
And the level of CP fan's imagination, compared with the actual progress of the two of them now, should be about the same I guess.
&We can't pull it back even if we want to. "
Ganqing is the gold master. Xia Xiqing chuckled, "And then?"
"Let's talk about Director Kun, the script hasn't been finalized yet." When it came to the script, Zhou Ziheng said again, "That person has been drinking for Xu Bian, but he was stopped by Director Kun and me."
"Fuck me? He still wants to mess with Xu Qichen?" Xia Xiqing looked up at him, his expression changed. Seeing him like this, Zhou Ziheng felt a little uncomfortable.
"No, he didn't drink, and he didn't say a few words the whole time."
Of course, Xu Qichen looked meek, but in fact he was more stubborn than anyone else. Xia Xiqing couldn't help snorting coldly, "Even our Chenchen dared to move, so we can't let that know about it, otherwise there will be an explosion."
When Zhou Ziheng heard that his name was Xu Bianchenchen, his heart became even more panicked, and he held back for a long time but couldn't figure out how to word the question. Unexpectedly, Xia Xiqing opened the mouth first, "Xu Qichen and I are high school classmates, I bet you that you will never meet such a poor kid in your life."
The title of child also made Zhou Ziheng feel uncomfortable.
"Originally, my family was happy. After the senior high school entrance examination, one or three families traveled by car and got into a car accident. Both parents left. He woke up overnight and was left alone." Xia Xiqing sighed, "When he was in high school, he could He's autistic, if it wasn't for a fool who pestered him every day, he probably wouldn't have thought about committing suicide long ago."
Zhou Ziheng never expected that the seemingly gentle and polite screenwriter would encounter this, "And then?"
"Everything was better at first, and he became more cheerful. Who knew that at that time, someone rumored that he was gay, and fabricated rumors that he had an improper relationship with the head teacher, and forced him to transfer to another school." Xia Xiqing looked up. Eye Zhou Ziheng, "Do you want to ask if he is really gay?"
"He has fallen in love with that bastard who haunts him every day, but he has always been in love secretly. In fact, that person also likes him. The two of them have been kept in the dark like fools for ten years, and even cut off contact because of that rumor. For several years There is no news from the other party."
His voice was a little hoarse, "A person like Xu Qichen can't be too bad, but he has always been kind and only dared to hurt himself, because he has someone he has always liked, and he doesn't want to be seen by that person The bad side of myself."
Zhou Ziheng didn't speak, but he sensed Xia Xiqing's emotional fluctuations.
Xia Xiqing raised his chin, his eyes were still fixed on the front, and his voice was full of contempt, "I am different. If I am hurt, I must do everything possible to get back. If I feel bad, no one can feel better. Everyone People can't run away, they have to accompany me to suffer. Anyway, there is no one in this world who I care enough to dare not turn bad, and it doesn't matter if I suck."
It really doesn't matter.
When he was very young, he tried his best to take the first place in the school, collecting awards like postage stamps, and ran to show them to his parents after returning home, but they would only take a look at them, and praise them when they were in a good mood . All they care about is business, and nothing but endless quarrels. Later he discovered that he was fighting fiercely outside, but when he got home, he could hear his parents say a few more words. Even if he scolded him, it was much better than pretending that he didn't exist. He got worse and worse, skipped classes, drank alcohol, and deliberately failed the class. At this time, he got more "care".
How ironic.
The heart is sour from the cold. His hair was suddenly ruffled.
Zhou Ziheng sat on the carpet, stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Xiqing in his arms, and kissed his hair several times while he was not paying attention, "I think what you just said is wrong."
Xia Xiqing was hugged tightly by him, and it was difficult for him to speak, and he couldn't understand Zhou Ziheng's meaning, "What did you say?"
Zhou Ziheng patted him on the back lightly, his voice was terribly gentle, "I said you were wrong, he is not the most pitiful child I have ever met in my life."
Before the continuation of this sentence was said, Xia Xiqing got angry first, and was about to reach out to push him, but Zhou Ziheng hugged him even tighter.
"Whoever pushes me is the poorest child." His voice was filled with a warm smile, which sounded like a joke, but for some reason, Xia Xiqing's restlessness was calmed down at once. He felt that he was too ashamed. It was really embarrassing to be looked down upon by a guy five years younger than him, so he couldn't help snorting, "Anyway, I'm not."
"That's right. You're not." Zhou Ziheng hugged him like coaxing a child, dangling him, and picked up Xia Xiqing's hand and put it on his back manually. A pair of long legs bent and sandwiched him, becoming a The posture of two people embracing each other cannot escape even if they run.
"Who is that?" Xia Xiqing said in a bad tone, but he didn't let go of the hand he was forced to put on his back.
Zhou Ziheng rubbed his soft hair, lowered his head, and wrapped him in his arms. His voice was soft and warm, like a piece of cotton candy in the shape of a feather, floating down lightly, dangling for a long time, and finally floated to Xia Xiqing's hand, "Yes, who is it?"
After the rising ending, Zhou Ziheng smiled in his ear.
Xia Xiqing suddenly forgot how to be angry.
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Zhou Ziheng changed into a trumpet, and posted a comment on the Weibo where Xia Xiqing shared the watercolor painting, fishing in troubled waters, hidden in a lot of comments from self-study girls——[Hello, Mrs. Zhou. ] (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? in my arms. His voice was soft and warm, like a piece of cotton candy in the shape of a feather, floating down lightly, dangling for a long time, and finally floated to Xia Xiqing's hand, "Yes, who is it?"
After the rising ending, Zhou Ziheng smiled in his ear.
Xia Xiqing suddenly forgot how to be angry.
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Zhou Ziheng changed into a trumpet, and posted a comment on the Weibo where Xia Xiqing shared the watercolor painting, fishing in troubled waters, hidden in a lot of comments from self-study girls——[Hello, Mrs. Zhou. ](Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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