Chapter 46

"I don't want to go." Xia Xiqing quite bluntly rejected Xia Xiuze, who was dying on the phone.

Xia Xiuze has been frantically bombarding his WeChat since he was still in Shanghai, each of which has similar content, begging him to go back to celebrate his birthday with him.

"Who else is there besides you at this meal?"

Xia Xiuze's hesitant voice came from the earphones, Xia Xiqing approached the elevator, "You know they will go, but you have to let me go, isn't it fun for yourself?"

When the elevator went up, Xia Xiuze's voice was also raised, and he was both coquettish and flirtatious, causing Xia Xiqing's brows to wrinkle.

"Isn't it just a birthday? If we just celebrate it, it's over." The golden elevator door slowly opened, "Just the two of us, or you can call your little classmates together, as many as you want. I'll pack it for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xiqing, who was just about to get out of the elevator, was pushed back into the elevator.

"Fuck..." After reacting, he realized that the person who pressed himself against the inner wall of the elevator was Zhou Ziheng.

Xia Xiuze kept screaming over there, like a very frightened chicken.

[Brother, what's wrong with you! elder brother! elder brother! ]

Too noisy. Xia Xiqing took off an earphone, stretched out his hand, rubbed Zhou Ziheng's chin with his index finger, and silently made a mouth shape.

[what? ]

Xia Xiqing asked this question entirely because of Zhou Ziheng's travel style. Black-rimmed glasses, dark gray casual sportswear, a top hat that covers his face tightly, and a black mask, he doesn't know if he is going to class or work. Anyway, his private clothes are the student line, and most of the boys on the college campus wear it like this.

The completion of fashion depends on the face.

He leaned close to Xia Xiqing's ear without headphones, and deliberately lowered his voice, the youthful scent of perfume penetrated into Xia Xiqing's nasal cavity all of a sudden.

"Can I kiss you?"

If what he said was, I want to kiss you, or I want to kiss you, Xia Xiqing would jump up and kiss him without hesitation, but this guy actually used a question of request, in a tone like a child who is approaching Christmas begging for it Like a gift, it is impossible to refuse.

Xia Xiuze was still asking anxiously on the other end, and the frequency of Xia Xiqing's heartbeat was chaotic.

The children who did not wait for permission decided to grab the gifts themselves. Zhou Ziheng reached out and brushed Xia Xiqing's hair, and put a kiss on his mouth through the mask. The only pair of eyes that were exposed were curved into two crescent moons, full of happiness after success.

Such innocent gameplay has become the weakness of an old driver like Xia Xiqing.

Zhou Ziheng picked up the earphone that Xia Xiqing had taken off, and the small wire-controlled microphone was close to his mouth, with a smile in his tone.

"Happy birthday, Ozawa."

The voice in the microphone immediately fell silent and stuttered. Xia Xiqing took the earphone from Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Who else could it be, brother Ziheng."

Obviously it was a teasing tone, but as soon as these four words came out, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help being happy, and the corners of his mouth under the mask rose wildly. When he is happy, he wants to make others happy.

Xia Xiqing was dealing with his younger brother on the phone, and patted Zhou Ziheng's arm, "Go down, I'm going home."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Ziheng put both hands into his coat pockets, and there was a rustling sound. Xia Xiqing still felt inexplicable. Who knew that Zhou Ziheng took out a lot of candy and stuffed it into Xia Xiqing's hands.

"what?"

"I'll give you some candy." Zhou Ziheng's tone was rising, although he was stuffed in his mask.

Every time he works, he packs some candy on his body to replenish energy when he has no time to eat. But he felt that he was full of energy today, and he didn't need any sugar.

"Childish." Xia Xiqing looked at his smiling eyes, sighed, stuffed the candy into his pocket and pretended to be ruthless, turned and walked away, only took out one when he was about to reach the door , hastily tore off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Orange flavored toffee, sweet. It is completely Zhou Ziheng himself.

Xia Xiuze's phone was still on the phone, and his voice became more and more pitiful on the other end, and he almost cried. Xia Xiqing walked to the end of the living room and opened the curtains all at once. The sunlight filled the border through the floor-to-ceiling windows and hugged him, like sweet sugar water hugging the orange petals in the can.

The weather is getting warmer, and the season that Xia Xiqing hates the most is coming. But inexplicably, he became abnormal.

For a moment, really wanted to try spending the summer with Zhou Ziheng.

"Okay. Just have one meal." Xia Xiqing was abnormally soft-hearted. Sure enough, sweets can affect people's emotions. "Don't cry, I warn you."

Xia Xiqing wanted to open an exhibition of his own paintings in China for a long time, but the things he has drawn recently are not right. Those crazy and gloomy colors have softened and become soft and sticky, and the strokes have lost his unique sharpness. Reminds me of shards of baked glass. It made him feel uneasy, and change was always unsettling at any time.

He remembered that the magazine he took with Zhou Ziheng last time seemed to be on sale. He thought about whether to order a copy, and only when he went to Weibo did he find out that the official blog of the magazine had already sent out a record-breaking congratulatory blog. It broke 100,000 copies in 1 second, and sold out 150,000 copies in 6 seconds.

It's terrifying... Xia Xiqing clicked on the comments, and it was all about the carnival of self-study girls.

A very sad thing happened recently. In a middle school in a small southern city, a boy was bullied because of his gender cognitive impairment, and finally chose to commit suicide. The heat of this matter can't be calmed down. Some people are discussing the equal rights of a few people, and some people are denouncing the executors of school violence.

Somehow, in the original magazine interview, Zhou Ziheng questioned the "normal" category of the video once again by the marketing blog.

[everything21: I’m not a fan of Zhou, but I was shocked by his words. I feel that there are really very few stars with such ideas now. Many people can’t recognize the hyphenation, and they are timid when they say it. Zhou Ziheng is worthy of being a P university bully, and suddenly wants to become a fan. ]

[I don't eat melon, I eat you: Zhou Ziheng asked these questions so well, I couldn't think of the answer all of a sudden, what is normal and what is abnormal, no one is qualified to define it, let alone Qualified to punish others under the banner of "you're not normal". ]

[Hengheng 2.5 meters: Zhou Ziheng is really a rare star who is willing to think about social and humanistic issues. Although he is young, he lives more deeply than many people. Obviously, he can rely on this face to act in idol dramas, but he takes the mission of becoming an actor to convey his beliefs. This kind of boy is simply a treasure. ]

[Who says I'm a fool: When I heard the colorblind paradox, I knew there was a king sitting here. ]

[Hee hee hee hee hee: Seriously, many stars don't even know the definition of paradox...]

[Wennie hee: The last sentence is very touching. We are born to be who we are. ]

[3443122: There are really too many stereotypes in this world. Boys who like to dress up a little will be scolded by motherfuckers. Long hair has to look at people's eyes. Although I am not a fan of those little fresh meat, but some people always The second scolding is really ugly. Their modeling is all work needs. Why use appearance to define a person? In such a comparison, Rui Si worships Zhou Ziheng. ]

[Self-study is getting married today: Ziheng's three views have always been very positive. I heard from a friend from P University before that he took philosophy as an elective in his freshman year, and the theme of the pre-semester is what is a good moral system. I remember that there is a video recorded by the classmates at station B. I strongly recommend it to everyone. , so charming. ]

What is a good moral system...

Xia Xiqing suddenly became interested and wanted to see what Zhou Ziheng was like at that time. He turned on the computer, searched for keywords, and finally found this video from two years ago. The photographer was probably a classmate sitting in the first and second rows. From the bottom-up perspective, Zhou Ziheng's legs were too long, and the screen was full of barrages with amazingly long legs.

Zhou Ziheng's pre-production time is only 40 minutes in total. It is completely unscripted in English, and the PPT is very concise, completely following the Occam's razor principle of science and engineering men. He was wearing a formal white shirt with cuffs rolled up to his forearms and his hair was a little shorter than now. Standing under the huge projection, he would occasionally pace with long legs. When asking questions to the audience, his head would be habitually slightly Left slanted, with an inconspicuous smile on his face, the handsomeness can't be stopped by the total loss of picture quality.

He understood what the netizen said, and he was really charming. But who would have thought that this person who was discussing [universal moral rationality and moral autonomy] on stage just childishly shoved his own candy into his hands.

Zhou Ziheng's charm is a mixture of two completely opposite temperaments of youthful feeling and mature male. The only thing in common is gentleness.

Childish tenderness, or calm tenderness.

He couldn't help but drew another picture for him. In the upper right corner was a glowing projection screen. In the center of the picture, he supported the podium with one hand, showing a shallow smile. He simply painted some watercolors, and Xia Xiqing passed on the painting. on Weibo. His Weibo quickly exploded, surrounded by a large crowd of fans.

[My idol is the general attack in the entertainment circle: the goddess of the trough draws online! ]

[I want to eat candy: @周子豪 invites you to Zhihu to answer the question "What is the experience of falling in love with a painter?". ]

[Heng Heng Zui A: Is this the scene of Zi Heng doing the pre? Just still watching! The wife's painting is so beautiful 5555]

[I'm going to self-study today: What are you calling Mrs. Zhou? This is Mrs. Zhou. ]

[Self-study girl rushing duck: Hahahahahaha Mrs. Zhou. ]

[Perhaps you are doing self-study: Hahahahahahaha Mrs. Zhou is absolutely amazing! ]

The style of the commentary is more and more deviated, and Xia Xi is not angry.

These little girls are so naive, they decided to attack and suffer all based on their height and appearance. The sun was gradually sinking, Xia Xiuze's urging news came one by one, Xia Xiqing knew that he could not escape, changed into a dark blue shirt, and put Xia Zhixu's latest AR game console that he had bought for him in the trunk. Drive to the location he shared on WeChat.

This restaurant is a private restaurant specializing in Huaiyang cuisine. The place is a bit out of the way. The environment is first-class in the capital where every inch of land is expensive. Once you enter, there is a courtyard, flowing with water and quaint. They also came here once before Xu Qichen's birthday.

Before getting out of the car, Xia Xiqing smoked a cigarette in the car. After all, it was his brother's birthday, and he didn't want to make it too ugly.

Who would have thought that as soon as he parked the car and walked two steps towards the door, he saw Xia Xiuze, his school uniform jacket tied at his waist, and he waved his hand and shouted at brother from a distance. Seeing his excitement, Xia Xiqing let go of the grudge in his heart, walked over and threw the gift in his arms into his arms.

"Take it, the latest model."

Xia Xiuze was terribly happy, "I told Xia Zhixu before that he wouldn't give it to me."

"You can't call me a brother, what Xia Zhi Xu Xia Zhi Xu did." Xia Xiqing put out the cigarette with a smile, "Who do you call it that?"

"But that's what you call him, and you call him eldest nephew." Xia Xiuze's voice softened, but as expected, his brother slapped him on the head.

"I am me and you are you, can it be the same?"

Xia Xiuze quickly wrapped around him shamelessly, hugged Xia Xiqing's arm, and told him all the funny things that happened to him recently. This problem has not changed since childhood, as if Xia Xiqing was his joke recycling factory. Same.

The private room they booked was the most expensive "Shuiyunjian" in the entire hotel. There was a small bamboo forest between the private rooms in the other halls. The Shuiyunjian had only the east and west wings. The Xia family booked the east wing.

Pushing open the door of the box, Xia Xiqing saw Xia Yunkai sitting on the top seat. He didn't seem to have changed much. He was a little older and thinner. The high-end hotel happened to meet and didn't even say a word.

"Come on, sit down." Xia Yunkai still had a smile on his face when he spoke, and those who didn't know thought he was really a serious and loving father. But the older he got, the more Xia Xiqing discovered that he became less and less aggressive, like an old dog beaten by time, waiting for the day when he could only survive. When I think about coming to Xia Xiqing, I find it ridiculous, not sad.

After returning to China, he didn't even discuss it, and divided a quarter of the company's shares to Xia Xiqing. He somehow became one of the major shareholders.

Xia Xiqing sat down with an expressionless face, facing Yu Fangyue. She deliberately dressed up with jewels, but no amount of jewelry or makeup could hide her vulgarity. Yu Fangyue has a good face, even if she can't see Xia Xiqing, she still has to do her superficial work, "Aiya, I haven't seen Xiqing for a long time, and I didn't say I'd come home for a meal when I returned to China. Your dad misses you."

Listening to this kind of remark, Xia Xiqing slowly unbuttoned the cuffs, raised his eyes and gave her a meaningful smile, and picked up the end of his eyes, "It's been a long time, I remember the last time I saw you, you weren't mature enough. That's it." He sighed, picked up the poured cup of tea on the table with his fingers, and blew, "I have a friend who does plastic surgery, and let him do you a facelift?"

What Yu Fangyue was most afraid of was her face getting old. Xia Xiqing's words to her were stinging, angry and suffocating, but she couldn't find anything to refute.

Xia Xiqing had a stomach for her words, but in front of Xia Xiuze, he was too lazy to say it. Xia Xiuze was the only one at the entire dinner table who kept talking again, as if he was afraid that if he didn't talk, the others would quarrel if they picked up the empty space.

"Xi Qing, when you are free, you still have to come to the company." Xia Yunkai brought him a chopstick and put it in a bowl.

Xia Xiqing looked at the dishes in the bowl and lost his appetite. He was the least likely to see anyone being smug about him.

"Go to the company? Why, do you think you can't live to wait for your younger son to inherit the family business?"

This sentence was extremely ugly. Yu Fangyue was about to speak, but Xia Yunkai reached out and stopped him. He didn't seem to get angry, but said lightly, "If you have a big family, you can't just rely on your brother to support him in the future." He paused. "I know, your mother gave you all the art galleries and galleries in her hands, you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life..."

"Why did you bring her up?" Yu Fangyue finally couldn't help it, and she said angrily.

"Is it your turn to speak as an outsider at this time?" Xia Xiqing lightly tapped the side of the colorful porcelain bowl, looking at Yu Fangyue, but Xia Xiuze instructed, "Ozawa, I ordered a cake for you, you Go outside and ask."

Xia Xiuze snorted, stood up obediently, and then heard his mother's voice shouting sharply, "Stop! If he tells you to go out, you go out?" He froze in place until Xia Xiqing, who was sitting next to him, reached out and patted it gently His legs walked out of the private room without hesitation.

"You! Come back to me!"

Xia Xiqing pretended to show a sympathetic expression, "It's a pity, your son only listens to me. The property of this family is mine, and even the son you gave birth to in October is mine."

This sentence is Yu Fangyue's biggest heart problem. She was shaking with anger, pointed at Xia Xiqing and scolded, "You are just like your mother, you are a nerve..."

Before the last word was finished, Xia Xiqing poured hot tea on his face, his wet hair stuck to his face, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"I've long wanted to honor you with this cup of tea, it's always inconvenient for Xia Xiuze to be here." Xia Xiqing played with the teacup in his hand, and spoke softly and gently, "I give him face, but it doesn't mean I treat you as a human being. "

"Forget it, Xiqing." Xia Yunkai tried to dissuade Xia Xiqing with an old-fashioned look, but it made him laugh.

Xia Xiqing looked up at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "What kind of father are you playing here? When you sent me to the hospital, why didn't you say it was okay and let me die?"

"Dad was bad in the past, when I was young and energetic, I always..."

"Don't make excuses." Xia Xiqing looked down at his fingers, and there was a little red paint on it, like a blood spot, which was dazzling, "Scum is scum, and old is scum."

After speaking, he raised his head and smiled again, "I said about myself, don't take it to heart."

Xia Xiuze came back, holding the cake in his hand, saw Xia Xiqing still in the private room, smiling cutely and cutely, "Brother, you didn't leave."

"I didn't leave, I'll wait for you." When Xia Xiuze sat down, Xia Xiqing reached out and patted his shoulder, "One year older, stop acting like a child."

"Then I'm a child compared to you." Xia Xiuze happily stuck the candle, and didn't even notice that his mother's face was covered in water stains that couldn't be wiped clean. Seeing Xia Xiuze so happy, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In this sick family, only Xia Xiuze was pure and kind, which was ironic in itself.

"I'm going out for a cigarette."

"elder brother……"

"Come back in a while and leave me a piece of cake." Xia Xiqing opened the door, and when he came out, someone from the other box seemed to come out, and they met. The man was dressed in a brand-name suit, and his appearance was okay, but his temperament was too greasy, and his walking posture was that of a young master.

The other party stared at him for a while. If it was in the past, Xia Xiqing would still feel puzzled, but now that the show is broadcast, he is often stared on the road, and he is used to it.

Walking to the bamboo forest, Xia Xiqing took a cigarette, but the night wind was blowing outside, and it took him a long time to light it, which made him even more irritable.

The leaves of the bamboo forest were swayed by the wind, and through the gap, Xia Xiqing seemed to see a familiar figure standing on the corridor of Zhuge, and his temperament was especially Xu Qichen.

He couldn't help but tilt his head to look, it was really Xu Qichen, standing by the railing on the promenade.

"Qi Chen."

Xu Qichen turned his head and smiled the moment he saw Xia Xiqing, "Why are you here, what a coincidence."

Whenever I saw Xu Qichen, it was a joy. Xia Xiqing walked over and stood outside the promenade with his elbows on the scarlet railings, "Why?"

"Oh, it's an entertainment. I just left."

"Wait for someone?" Xia Xiqing looked up at Xu Qichen, "Xia Zhixu didn't come to pick you up."

Xu Qichen was a little embarrassed, "I told him not to come, he had to come, and it's probably coming soon."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xia Xiqing poked Xu Qichen's waist, "It's sticky."

Xu Qichen was ticklish, so he grabbed his hand and ducked, smiling like a child. The more he did, the more Xia Xiqing wanted to tease him, "Don't hide, you."

"What are you doing?"

Xia Xiqing's hands trembled. Isn't this Zhou Ziheng's voice? On one side of his head, isn't it Zhou Ziheng who walked towards him with his hands in his pockets. Xia Xiqing was also puzzled, how could Zhou Ziheng hit him straight when he was playing with others.

The hood covered most of Zhou Ziheng's face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. Xia Xiqing was about to explain, but Xu Qichen grabbed it first, "You two are so familiar, so I don't need to introduce you."

"Who is familiar with him?" Xia Xiqing leaned against the railing like a ruffian, and soon came up with something else from Xu Qichen's words, "No, you introduce? Co-author, you just had dinner with him? "

"Yes." Xu Qichen laughed, "Let's talk about the script."

"You want him to play the novel you wrote again?" Xia Xiqing found that Xu Qichen's clothes had a thread on the corner, and he reached out and pulled it, preparing to break it with a lighter.

"No, this time it's an original script."

Zhou Ziheng coughed, and Xu Qichen smiled insightfully, "What, there are still people waiting for me, I have to go, you two talk first."

"Hey..." Xia Xiqing didn't have time to drag, so Xu Qichen left without turning his head. He frowned and turned his head to look at Zhou Ziheng, "You said you're not a spoiler, I just talked a few words."

Zhou Ziheng also leaned against the railing, reaching out to take the limited edition lighter in Xia Xiqing's hand, "I don't see you being very careful."

Xia Xiqing knew that he was talking about the thread he just gave Xu Qichen, and he thought it was funny, "I'll give him a fire when the thread is drawn."

"Tick it?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows.

Xia Xiqing pinched Zhou Ziheng's chin, "It's said that rice is like idols, why do I think you're following me more and more?"

Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist seriously, "Kissing is contagious."

"Fuck off." Just by saying it, you can't kiss casually outside. Xia Xiqing felt bored, let go of the hand that was holding his chin, held down the railing and flew over.

Afraid that he would fall, Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand to support his waist, and before it touched him, Xia Xiqing quickly grabbed his wrist, with a smile on his face, "Don't touch me." Zhou Ziheng then remembered, He had a scar on his waist, and he didn't know that his wound had long been exposed.

"Where are you going later?" Xia Xiqing asked.

"go home."

Xia Xiqing hooked his ankle with his foot, "Take me by the way, handsome guy."

Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand and pulled the extra strand of hair behind his ear, "Aren't you going to go back and continue celebrating your brother's birthday?"

Xia Xiqing lightly stepped on Zhou Ziheng's sneakers, his eyes drooping, "I wanted to escape for a long time, it's terribly disgusting."

Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist, Xia Xiqing raised his head and looked at him. The cold moonlight slid over the edge of his hat and projected into those deep and intense eyes, like a moon shadow falling into the center of the lake, and he was dragged forward like this.

"where to?"

"Elope."

The author has something to say: Brother: I want to leave a cake for my brother.

Chu Chu: Your brother ran away with your brother Ziheng.

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These two are sweeter than others when they fall in love, it's really scary.