Chapter 25 The Game Begins

Zhou Ziheng brought three bowls of noodles to the restaurant, along with fried eggs and bacon.

"There's really too little in the refrigerator, so just eat it."

Xia Xiuze was very excited, "It smells so good!" He took off his school uniform jacket and sat on the chair at the dining table, picked the largest portion and placed it in front of him, holding a chopstick in one hand and tapping happily on the table, "Thank you. Brother Ziheng."

Zhou Ziheng smiled in response. He wondered if he should call Xia Xiqing, but now the two of them were like rivals who had just finished their harsh words on the field, and they didn't know how to approach them. Zhou Ziheng simply gave up and sat down at the dining table.

Xia Xiqing walked from the living room to the dining room by himself, with a strong smell of smoke on his body, lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles without saying a word, then raised his head and smiled at Zhou Ziheng, "It's delicious."

Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a while, his hand holding chopsticks poked into the noodles. He is not good at accepting praise from others with peace of mind. Although he has been in this industry since he was a child, when he encounters praise, he subconsciously finds all kinds of self-deprecating lines.

"No, there are too few materials, next time..."

next time?

As soon as these two words were spoken, Zhou Ziheng ended in a hurry. This time it's all made together temporarily, where is there next time.

Xia Xiqing laughed softly, lowered his head and ate the noodles quietly.

In terms of IQ, Zhou Ziheng is a genius. But in terms of feelings, he is completely blank, inexperienced and always caught off guard.

A fledgling heart thief, cautiously flying over the eaves and walls, but before he could celebrate, he was caught by the eaves of the beams, and he fell firmly on the head.

Xia Xiqing really couldn't think of any possibility that he would overturn the car in the hands of such a person. If such a low-probability event really happened, it would be really blind for him to swim in this muddy water for so many years.

Since they have spoken harshly to each other, I am a scumbag, you are not afraid of scumbags, I bet you will like me, and you are sure that you will never be tempted, which means that this risky game can finally be played. Kick off. He no longer has to hide and tuck, and can attack and assault boldly with confidence.

Thinking this way, the uneasiness in my heart seems to be getting better. It can't be said that it is because of self-comfort, or because of this bowl of hot noodles that warms my heart.

"Ah! Brother, your show is about to start!" Xia Xiuze held the noodle bowl and ran to the living room. After a while, he shouted again, "Brother! How do you turn on the TV?!"

After taking the last bite, Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, took out his phone, ordered it, and threw it back on the table.

"Okay! It's open!"

The way these two brothers get along is really weird and funny. Zhou Ziheng was thinking about it, when Xia Xiuze, who ran back, pulled him to the sofa in the living room, "Brother Ziheng, let's watch it together."

"I have to go back..."

"Don't go back!" Xia Xiuze pressed him on the sofa, "Do you still have a job?"

"Not today..."

"That's fine!" Xia Xiuze sat next to him, his feet crossed, "You watch with me for a while, I'm afraid I can't understand you and tell me, anyway, if you want to go back, don't raise your feet. The work of opening two doors."

This kid's mouth is really slippery... Zhou Ziheng couldn't find a place to refute for a while, so he was persuaded by him.

Not only him, Xia Xiqing also bowed to Xia Xiuze's invincible stalking skills. In this way, the three of them sat on the same row of sofas with a subtle atmosphere and watched "Escape from Heaven". The show first aired a title, about the process of the staff building the secret room and blindfolded the guests to lead them into the secret room.

Not long after the start, Xia Xiuze, who was sitting in the middle, moved his butt forward, rubbed his butt, and slipped onto the carpet.

"What are you doing?"

"I like to sit on the floor." Xia Xiuze turned his head with a smile, and his mouth didn't stop for a moment after eating. While watching TV, he turned his head and asked Zhou Ziheng questions on various programs.

"Brother Ziheng, do you have a script?"

"The script... Yes, but some of our guests didn't get the script. It seems that there are guests who play the killer."

"Then is your room really closed? Isn't that the kind that looks like it?"

"Um……"

"Have you tried picking the lock? I'll open the lock..." Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xiqing kicked Xia Xiuze on the back and said impatiently, "Shut up for me."

"I'll just ask," Xia Xiqing moved her butt towards Zhou Ziheng with a look of grievance. At the end of the film, the first shot of the feature film is the scene where Zhou Ziheng is tied to an office chair.

"Wow, Brother Ziheng is so handsome."

Zhou Ziheng was used to seeing his face on the TV, but at this moment he was a little nervous and couldn't explain why. The camera switched from his face to Xia Xiqing's face. His hair was half tied up, he was wearing that familiar white shirt, his eyes were covered by black blindfolds, and there was no superfluous expression on his delicate face.

The shot only included his upper body, but Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but start to recall the scene at that time, the hands bound by the silver handcuffs, and the fair ankles down the rope.

"Brother, take a good look too!" Xia Xiuze's words broke his imagination beyond the camera.

The Xia Xiqing in my impression, the Xia Xiqing in the camera, and the Xia Xiqing who is by my side at the moment, are obviously the same person, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that there is something different.

Can't help but want to take a look.

Xia Xiqing was half lying on the sofa watching the show. More precisely, he was watching Zhou Ziheng in the camera. Compared to him now, when he first recorded the show, he really hated himself enough, no matter how he behaved like an actor. By disguising and camouflaging, he will always inadvertently notice his defensiveness and hostility towards himself in the camera. But now he doesn't seem to hate himself so much.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help turning his face slightly, looking for that face, but tacitly and unguardedly collided with his gaze.

It was too coincidental, too short, and sparks were sparked at the ends of the collision.

Zhou Ziheng hurriedly glanced over and pretended to look at the TV screen calmly. The screen was no longer their room, and turned to Ruan Xiao's room.

"Brother Ziheng, aren't you a killer?" Xia Xiuze finally couldn't help but start looking for clues from the two leading actors. If this was just an ordinary suspenseful reality show, he would definitely start to analyze the clues quietly and put them into the situation. , but now the two guests on the TV are sitting in front of him, how can he sit still.

"Brother Ziheng, I didn't understand the code just now, what's going on?"

"Ah! I know that, Morse code! But I don't remember it, I'll look it up..."

"Oh, it's my fault that I just checked the watch. I didn't see this paragraph. How did this elder sister find this? Brother Ziheng..."

……

Xia Xiqing finally couldn't bear it any longer, he hooked Xia Xiuze's neck over, put his head on his elbow, and said word by word with a "kind" smile on his face.

"killer is Shang Sirui."

"I was killed by him."

"In the end, Zhou Ziheng was the first to escape."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, and Xia Xiuze kept holding his knees and fell to the ground. The meaning of the whole program, together with the three views of Xiao Xia, was attacked by Xia Xiqing's cruel spoiler. Gotta smash.

"Ah!!! Why are you so cruel! Are you a devil???" Xia Xiuze rolled around on the wool carpet, kicking the air as if venting his anger, "I hate you!!!"

Looking at these two naive people, the corners of Zhou Ziheng's mouth couldn't restrain himself from rising, and there seemed to be something hooking him in his heart, asking him to take a look at the person beside him.

Yu Guang finally followed the thoughts in his heart and floated onto Xia Xiqing's body. What surprised Zhou Ziheng was that Xia Xiqing, who was lying on the sofa, had his eyes curved into two crescent moons, which was different from his previous smile. There's a sense of contentment and cunning to succeed in mischief. It was the first time Zhou Ziheng saw such a childish smile on Xia Xiqing's face.

"I don't want to see you again. You are too much. I want to go home and see for myself."

Xia Xiqing, with his arms around his chest, stretched out a hand and waved towards Xia Xiuze's back, "Walk slowly without giving up."

Seeing that his brother had no nostalgia at all, Xia Xiuze became even more angry. He grabbed the schoolbag at the entrance, opened the door angrily, and stood still at the door for a long time, as if he was brewing something.

"Hey, I said whether you are going or not." Xia Xiqing lazily turned up the volume of the TV, "Please close the door for me."

Zhou Ziheng has been hesitating whether he should drive the child home or not, and he was always a little worried.

After thinking for a long time, he finally prepared to speak, "Well... or I'll give it..."

　 “啊啊啊剧透狗死全家！”夏修泽突然石破天惊地骂出一句，然后飞快地跑出门去，砰的一声把门关上。

Xia Xiqing laughed in anger, "What's wrong? Curse yourself when you have nothing to do..."

These two brothers are really... Zhou Ziheng laughed and sighed helplessly, and his eyes finally returned to the TV screen. Coincidentally, the picture returned to his and Xia Xiqing's room again. This is exactly the scene where Xia Xiqing cracked the Morse code in "The Mirror Suite". The viewing angle of the TV was completely different from what he was on the scene. It should be near the mirror. placed camera.

In the frontal view, Xia Xiqing, whose hands were handcuffed, raised his legs high, kicked the mirror to smash with one foot, and then slowly retracted it. He was decisive and calm, but for some reason, it was clearly well edited and well produced, even The BGM matched by the show is just right, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that something is missing.

It is impossible to restore the shock of seeing Xia Xiqing kick the mirror to pieces in the secret room at that time.

Xia Xiqing's eyes focused on the TV screen, watching him raise his handcuffed hands in front of Zhou Ziheng.

"Do you know?" Zhou Ziheng suddenly said, "What I thought at the time was, why don't I take the key away now, Xia Xiqing is so cunning, it would be safer to have the key in hand." He looked at Xia Xiqing and smiled very frankly. , "At least you have a handle on your hands."

Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng expressionlessly, his slightly curved eyes, the corners of his mouth upturned, and the white teeth revealed when he spoke, with a deep outline and a refreshing temperament, which made people think of the snow-white roofs on the coast of the Aegean Sea.

"I always thought you were the killer, that's why I was full of vigilance." Zhou Ziheng turned his head and saw himself on the screen accepting Xia Xiqing's request, lowered his head to help him unlock the handcuffs.

His voice was soft, "Actually, it was because of you that I was able to come out smoothly in the end."

There seems to be a lake in the ear, a rounded pebble falls and gradually sinks. Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng with his head lowered slightly on the screen, almost ten centimeters away from him.

"Do you know what I was thinking?"

Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at Xia Xiqing's profile. The constantly changing light from the TV reflected in his pupils, like glass balls emitting a strange luster, "What?"

"What I'm thinking is..." Xia Xiqing, who had been watching TV motionlessly, suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand and went around Zhou Ziheng's back, caressing the back of his head, the whole person was close to him, and the distance between the faces disappeared in an instant. Make it close.

Once again, surrounded and invaded by the familiar scent of perfume.

Before Zhou Ziheng's brain could function properly, Xia Xiqing stretched out his other hand to hold his chin.

"Your face is really suitable for kissing."

After speaking, he turned his face sideways and kissed it.

For some unknown reason, the alarm in Zhou Ziheng's heart was delayed, and he was almost paralyzed when Xia Xiqing approached. It was not until Xia Xiqing really kissed him that the whistle in his mind suddenly woke up.

Xia Xiqing must be crazy!

He tried to push away, but it backfired. Xia Xiqing's hand tightened, and the tip of his tongue was almost forced in, lust and aggression merged into one. In his eyes, kiss should be the most tender thing in the world, but at this moment it has become Xia Xiqing's weapon to attack the city.

Xia Xiqing also felt that he was crazy. He just wanted to do this, and the desire in his heart was so urgent that he was like a robber with a knife, forcing his body to do whatever could satisfy him. Licking, pestering, sucking, the closer he got, the more eager he became. No matter how Zhou Ziheng pushed his shoulders, he was unwilling to give up, but wanted to get closer.

The kiss between the two men is a tug of war that will never win.

The temperature rose rapidly between the intimate friction and the rapid exchange of breaths, intensifying the thick musk notes of his perfume. He was obviously an old lover, but under Zhou Ziheng's resistance, Xia Xiqing became flustered, covering his lips and tongue indiscriminately, but seeing his forbearance brows aroused even more fire, and his whole body became hot. .

Zhou Ziheng frowned, Xia Xiqing's hand was like a slippery and cold snake, rubbing against his Adam's apple and winding down, sliding in through the black windbreaker, he woke up suddenly and grabbed Xia Xiqing's wrist hard, but no matter how hard he tried , the other party was unrepentant, unwilling to give up, and even split his legs and straddled him in an attempt to suppress him.

Just crazy!

When he was in a daze, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a fishy and sweet smell in his mouth. The delayed pain made him frown, and his movements slowed down. Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the situation to push him down, grabbed his hands, and stubbornlyPress on the sofa.

He couldn't stop panting, his thick eyelashes hung with misty beads of sweat, Xia Xiqing in his sight was different from before, his pale face was a little flushed because of his emotional excitement, blood oozing from his bitten lips, woundsIt looks like some kind of beautiful flower is blooming.

"You're crazy..." Zhou Ziheng's breathing subsided a little, but his chest was still up and down, unable to hide the previous throbbing.

Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, his teeth were dyed bright red, "I was a lunatic from the beginning."

Such an expression, very much like a tormented drug addict.

"You said you weren't afraid."