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    Chapter 62 Burglary

    Summer is coming. This is Xia Xiqing's least favorite season of the year. Sticky sweat, endless cicadas, and the sun that is about to bake people. Even finding a place to hide from the heat has become a luxury.

    He was thinking about the swimming pool at Zhou Ziheng's house, and finally took off his clothes one night and jumped in for a good swim. This guilt of entering the room without permission made him very happy, he swept his hair back, took a selfie in the swimming pool with his upper body naked, and shared it directly with Zhou Ziheng on WeChat.

    Ah, he doesn't have a cell phone now, and he can't see it.

    What a pity.

    After receiving the final version of the script sent to him by Xu Qichen, Xia Xiqing spent an entire night reading it, feeling very complicated, but he felt that if the play could really capture the core of the script, it would be very exciting.

    "I think you're selfish. This script is gay enough just to read." Xia Xiqing opened a tube of beer and took a gulp. "I can make up the stance that those CP fans are discussing."

    Xu Qichen's voice sounded very happy on the phone, "It's okay, I think I just wrote them as a relationship of mutual dependence. As for what kind of feelings they have for each other, I actually didn't make a decision. I think this still depends on the two of you injecting your own feelings when performing, and then how the audience understands it."

    "Understood?" Xia Xiqing smiled helplessly, "The self-study girls have first-class brain-enhancing ability, and looking at each other is equivalent to going to bed in their eyes."

    Hearing Xia Zhixu's urging voice on the opposite side, Xia Xiqing glanced at the clock. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. It was really not supposed to disturb them any more. He also made an excuse to hang up the phone and couldn't sleep. Opened Weibo for a while and found a very strange hot search - tax evasion of Dongming Group.

    Isn't Dong Ming the grass stage team of Wei Min?

    This is so interesting. Xia Xi counted them into the hot search. The first few articles were official blogs such as People's Daily and Caijing News. Legal person Wei is waiting for the court to summon]

    "The company's legal person Wei's lawyer said that Wei is now...in hospital due to illness, and will fully cooperate with the procuratorate's investigation after he recovers..." Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing while reading the news. However, according to his lawyer's tone, this Wei Min is 80% really made a false account, otherwise he will be killed and will not admit it. Now that he is so ambiguous, he must be afraid that he will not be able to settle it by then.

    However, Wei Min is a local snake no matter what, with a lot of power and his father behind him, who can find out about this?

    Xia Xiqing thought of Ruan Xiao. Although he didn't think Ruan Xiao had made it, he always felt that she should know something. turned to Ruan Xiao's WeChat and asked her to come out for coffee, but when they met the next day, Ruan Xiao appeared with a man.

    "Aren't you going to explain it to me?" Xia Xiqing smiled and took a sip of coffee, his eyes fell on the two sitting opposite, "Why did you two come together."

    Ruan Xiao did not change his face, "I know why you are looking for me, didn't I bring you the initiator?" After hearing Ruan Xiao's words, the young boy glanced at her, Xia Xiqing took a look and sat opposite. A boy in a hooded sweater and black-rimmed glasses looks familiar.

    This style of dressing is on par with Zhou Ziheng's.

    He suddenly realized that this is the boy who stared at him at the last dinner party, "Are you Zhao Ke?"

    Zhao Ke nodded, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he spoke with an authentic Beijing accent. Xia Xiqing couldn't help thinking, since they are all from Beijing, why does Zhou Ziheng have no accent. Is it because of acting since childhood?

    "Your body... are you all right?" Zhao Ke smiled a little embarrassedly. Xia Xiqing was drinking coffee and almost choked when he heard what he said, "Hey, can we not mention this?"

    It's been a long time, and now I'm driving again.

    "Did you ask me to know about Wei Min's tax evasion?" Ruan Xiao brushed his hair, showing a sly smile, and then touched Zhao Ke's arm with his shoulder, "He did it."

    "He?" Xia Xiqing suddenly remembered that Zhao Ke was a child of Zhou Ziheng. Although he still didn't know how old Zhou Ziheng's family was, the Zhao Ke family's influence should not be small.

    Ruan Xiao waved at Xia Xiqing, approached him across the table, and said in a low voice, "He is the son of Bureau Zhao."

    As soon as Xia Xiqing heard this, Ruan Xiao was dragged back by Zhao Ke, and she also pulled her off-shoulder T-shirt, "Your back is showing!"

    "How can it be so exaggerated, this is this kind of design." Ruan Xiao made a comparison to Xia Xiqing again, and said the name of Zhao Ke's father's department, Xia Xiqing immediately understood, he said why Wei Min is not the case Sooner or later, it was shaken out, it turned out to be because of Zhao Ke.

    "How did you convince your dad to investigate him?" Xia Xiqing asked.

    Zhao Ke scratched his hair and said, "No, I mentioned this to my dad when I was eating. My dad didn't even know that he was secretly colluding with people in the bureau, and he was very angry. It happened that my dad recently The second in command is getting bigger and bigger during the festival, and he is about to be promoted again. Before leaving, he wanted to take advantage of this incident to destroy that person's prestige, and find an opportunity to punish him." He stirred the ice-American style in the glass. , "Actually, he used a knife to kill someone, and Wei Min is at best that small blade."

    This Wei Min, he gave himself such a big face, in fact, everyone regarded him as a pawn. Xia Xiqing found it ironic, but also thought they were amusing, "I didn't expect this world to be so small, and we are all background households at this table."

    Ruan Xiao lightly flicked the wall of the cup with her fingers, "Everyone hides well, I really didn't expect your family to be so thick at first." She turned her face and asked, "Then Zhou Ziheng's family is the same as yours?"

    "No, no, it's a lot worse." Zhao Ke lowered his voice and made an analogy, "My family is a civil servant, and his family is a military general. People are the three generations of red with roots. My brother is also a big man in the financial world, and TV dramas are all over the place. I dare not write that."

    Ruan Xiao didn't understand, "Why did he go to the entertainment industry with such a family?"

    "His sister-in-law is a very powerful agent in the entertainment industry. Sister Yin, I don't know if you know each other."

    "Jiang Yin?" Xia Xiqing had no idea, "Is Jiang Yin his sister-in-law?"

    "You know him." Zhao Ke continued, "Anyway, Ziheng was brought out by his sister-in-law, otherwise you would think that he has been out for so many years, with such good resources and no scandal at all. The only hype is with you. "

    Being so cued by Zhao Ke, Xia Xiqing was still a little confused.

    "However, there are two reasons for that boy's determination to act. One is that he thinks that the power of stars is actually great and can affect a lot of people. He hopes that he can use the idol effect to let more people understand and pay attention to some people The neglected social phenomenon, to put it mildly, is to spread positive energy. On the other hand..."

    Ruan Xiao urged him to continue, and then Zhao Ke said, "He used to like a young lady when he was a child. He said that the young lady encouraged him when he was most afraid, so he had the courage to stand in front of the camera. He doesn't want to live up to that little sister's expectations, and hopes that one day she can recognize herself in front of the screen." Zhao Ke sighed, "Although I think maybe people have long forgotten that he got married and had children."

    "What kind of fairytale love at first sight is this? I really can't see that Zhou Ziheng is such an innocent person."

    The two were chatting hotly, but Xia Xiqing, who was sitting across from them, didn't seem to be reluctant to talk at all. Even Xia Xiqing himself didn't know what was going on with him, and when he mentioned his first love before, he was furious. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, swiping WeChat and Weibo twice, trying to ease this negative emotion.

    "But he seems to have changed his mind now." Zhao Ke Yuguang glanced at Xia Xiqing, who was sitting across from him without saying a word, "He hasn't mentioned that young lady for a long time recently. Opening his mouth and closing his mouth is another person."

    "Who is it?" Ruan Xiao's question was in a quandary, and the ending sound was going to go around the sky.

    "Who knows who is who."

    Xia Xiqing only thought that they couldn't hear the two of them singing together. He suddenly found that the hot search list on Weibo had changed. The first place was [Sanqing CP], and the second place was [Self-study CP].

    "Has this episode of "Escape From Life" aired?" Xia Xiqing asked, raising his eyes.

    Ruan Xiao took out his phone and glanced at the date, "Really, it's over, I'll definitely be scolded for this episode."

    Zhao Ke said, "Why?"

    "I almost threw Xi Qing out, but Ziheng protected him. I really convinced Ziheng. Obviously, I finally became a killer once, but I actually protected Xi Qing everywhere, and finally I was able to protect him. A sure win."

    These words made Xia Xiqing's ears go soft. He pretended not to understand and clicked into his and Shang Sirui's CP hot search. The first one was a screenshot of Shang Sirui's Weibo posted by a big CP fan. It was the last time Xia Xiqing was angry. Zhou Ziheng deliberately leaned on the selfie on Shang Sirui's shoulder.

    [Sansan and Qingqing get married immediately: Omg, this is an old candy! ! It turns out that the "self-destruction player" Sansan said was Xi Qing! It was only after watching this episode that I understood, it turned out that the spoiler had been revealed so early. Sansan's tone is too sweet. ]

    [Sansan is a beautiful boy attack: Is there any doubt that Sanqing has always been sweet? A certain CP will climax when there is something or nothing. The main character probably never even held hands once in the show. ]

    When Xia Xiqing saw this comment, his mood was a bit complicated. It seems that they never held hands on the show...but in private...

    [Self-study girl rushing to duck: How about enclosing your own cuteness, what's the sourness? What kind of flowers can the two get together? ]

    Xia Xiqing: Little sister, although you are a self-study girl, I don't like what you say. Who is suffering?

    [Sanqing Saigao: Can a certain CP dog have any other new tricks besides the phrase "two people will not be happy together"? Is it annoying to drive around every day! It's okay to go shopping in other squares! ]

    [Self-study is my little treasure: the bitch will tease first, and take my self-study away. ]

    The CP fans on both sides became more and more quarreling, and the battle situation escalated suddenly. The three Weifans also joined in. The scene was out of control for a while, and Xia Xiqing didn't understand how in the end his Weifan and Zhou Ziheng's Weifan were the most fierce, like a group fight. of.

    This time, he can be considered to understand how embarrassing the quarrel in the rice circle is.

    Originally, I wanted to share it with Zhou Ziheng, but I remembered that he was still in confinement and couldn't use his mobile phone, so Xia Xiqing had to settle for the next best thing and sent a WeChat message to Shang Sirui.

    [Xi Qing: The fighting ability of star-chasing girls is really terrible. ]

    I didn't expect that such a busy idol like Shang Sirui would be able to return in seconds.

    [Si Rui: I'm used to it hahaha. ]

    [Xi Qing: I don’t even know what’s going on, I’ve become a fan of Zhou Ziheng and I by scolding and scolding each other. ]

    [Si Rui: If you scold me, I scold you, my brothers sleep together. ]

    I go.

    Xia Xiqing was completely convinced by Shang Sirui. He returned to Weibo and checked whether he liked any Weibo when he was eating melons, so as not to cause bloodshed without his knowledge. Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiao, who was sitting opposite, suddenly said, "Mom, Zhou Ziheng posted a Weibo?"

    "I can't, he didn't have his cell phone, what did he send? Could it be that Ronaldinho helped him send it?" Zhao Ke took a look on Weibo, "What the hell? Did he really post it?"

    Xia Xiqing originally wanted to refresh his Weibo to see what Zhou Ziheng had posted, but the two people on the other side just stared at him with indescribable smiles on their faces.

    It's just the smile of a CP fan...

    "The last time you two took a photo together! He actually posted it!" Ruan Xiao pushed the phone in front of Xia Xiqing, and happily showed off to Zhao Ke, "I told you that this photo was taken by my own eyes. , see that red sleeve in the lower left corner, that's my sleeve!"

    Not listening to the words of the two people on the other side, Xia Xiqing stared blankly at Zhou Ziheng's Weibo without writing anything but shared the group photo. He was still at a loss in the camera, and Zhou Ziheng's broad palm turned his head Forcibly pressed it on his shoulder, smiling to himself with a sunny face.

    Fool.

    Xia Xiqing complained in his heart, and at the same time was a little curious, how did Zhou Ziheng post on Weibo, obviously he didn't have a mobile phone.

    "The case has been solved, it's really Ronaldinho." Zhao Ke showed the two of them his WeChat chat interface, "Xiaoluo went to send him the script, just chatted at his house for a while, and mentioned it to him. When I talked about the broadcast of today's program, I didn't expect that when Zhou Ziheng was leaving, he dragged Xiao Luo and asked him to log in to his Weibo account and send the Weibo in the draft box."

    Draft box? Xia Xiqing squinted and glanced at Ronaldinho's chat records.

    [Xiao Luo: Ziheng doesn't know what the wind is, so I have to post it now. I saw a Weibo post in the draft box, and it was half a month ago. And it was a photo of him and Xi Qing, so I wondered if I didn't send it to him and he was worried about me. ]

    Zhao Ke and Ruan Xiao were laughing so hard that they couldn't see their teeth but Xia Xiqing didn't react. What the hell is Zhou Ziheng doing? Do you still think that the fans' melee is not chaotic enough?

    After laughing enough, the expression on Zhao Ke's face softened a little, "I just heard from Xiao Luo that Ziheng has lost a lot of weight in the past two days. Shouldn't he be on a hunger strike at home?"

    "How could it be possible..." Xia Xiqing let out a sigh, lowered his head and took a sip of the already cold coffee.

    "Why is it impossible. Let me tell you, I have been best friends with Zhou Ziheng since I was wearing open-crotch pants. I have never seen Zhou Ziheng make such a big fire since I was young. You were in the car that day and didn't see Zhou Ziheng doing it. What, Ruan Xiaoke and I both watched it really, really scared." Zhao Ke pouted and bumped Ruan Xiao's shoulder, "Yes, Zhou Ziheng blocked Wei Min's grandson from the wind with a baseball bat. The glass is smashed, bullshit."

    Ruan Xiao nodded, "It's the first time I've seen Ziheng like that, really."

    Xia Xiqing rested his chin in his palm and stared at the foam floating in the coffee cup, "Shouldn't it be common for him to be a good-natured man with his good-natured personality?"

    Zhao Ke shook his head, "Come on, in my third year of junior high school, I fought with the gangsters in the high school next door, and he didn't come up to help me, he just called the police, which made me almost killed by my dad, and it was over. That girl also taught me earnestly, saying that I shouldn't fight with those people, it's not interesting."

    Recalling the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face that night, Xia Xiqing could probably imagine how Zhou Ziheng got him back from Wei Min. But Zhao Ke's side-talking was too straightforward, and Xia Xiqing didn't know how to answer.

    Seeing that he was still silent, Zhao Ke simply stopped talking and went straight in, "Would you like to come with us to visit the prison?"

    Xia Xiqing frowned, and looked at the two guys who were full of encouragement on the opposite side with a little disgust, "Visit the prison?"

    Zhou Ziheng has been at home these few days. It is a confinement rather than a double torture of body and mind. In order to better fit Gao Kun's character image, his sister-in-law also specially hired a nutritionist to force him to eat some unpalatable nutritious meals every day. .

    It happened that my father was on vacation in the past two days, and he taught him the family rules day by day. It was a family style and a national style. In the end, Zhou Ziheng was forced to apologize to the victim Wei Min.

    "Tell me, I usually let you train with the people on the team, and practice fighting and leg skills. Did I ask you to beat people? Ah? I was there so that you could help when the road was uneven."

    Zhou Ziheng knelt on the ground, "I can only meet fans, not injustice..."

    "Hey, you're still stubborn at me! It's wrong for you to hit someone. I have to pull you over and apologize. Zijing, you drive him to go."

    Zhou Zijing just hung up the conference call and went downstairs. Hearing what Lao Zhou said, he turned around and pretended not to see anything and went upstairs.

    "I don't apologize, Dad, he really needs to be beaten. Not only do I want to beat him, but I can't wait to..."

    Lao Zhou kicked Zhou Ziheng's waist, "What do you want? I think you want to be mad at me."

    "He's really not a good person!"

    On the third day, Zhou Ziheng, who was locked up and skipping rope at home, listened to the TV news, and suddenly heard a familiar name. He threw the rope without saying a word and went straight to Lao Zhou's room, shaking Lao Zhou alive who was on a lunch break.

    "Dad! Look! I'll just say that Wei Min is not a good person. He evaded 100 million in taxes! Do you think this kind of person should be beaten!"

    Old Zhou squinted at the TV, it was really Wei Min's company that was investigated, "One hundred million? How could this, how could this happen?"

    "Yes! How can he be so bad, I think I should kill him that day." Zhou Ziheng said through gritted teeth.

    "Alas, today's young people... are impetuous."

    The apology was finally over, and I finally felt a little more at ease. I didn't expect Xiao Luo to mention it casually when he came, and then Zhou Ziheng knew that the photo of Shang Sirui and Xia Xiqing had been flipped over on Weibo to cook cold rice. That day, Xia Xiqing provoked him and deliberately behaved intimately with Shang Sirui, which caused him to delete the photo of himself and Xia Xiqing in a fit of rage.

    Who knew that that night, Xia Xiqing was drunk and cried in his arms all night. Zhou Ziheng felt pitiful and distressed, so he turned around and secretly restored the photo. I wanted to send it out, but after hesitating for a long time, I still didn't send it, so I let it lie quietly in my manuscript box and didn't care about it.

    "Xiao Luo, you must send it to me, don't forget it."

    "Why."

    "Just... just promote the show!"

    With such a fire in the backyard, Zhou Ziheng didn't even have a mobile phone to post Weibo, so he was so angry that he couldn't eat a fat-reducing meal. He propped his chin on his hand boredly, held a fork in his hand and picked up a piece of broccoli, staring blankly.

    "This is what Xia Xiqing doesn't like to eat. He doesn't even touch his chopsticks." He said to himself as he stuffed the broccoli into his mouth.

    "He doesn't like carrots either..."

    "Celery, when you eat it, you will spit it out..."

    Zhou Ziheng looked at a plate of vegetables and looked up at the ceiling irritably.

    Why is Xia Xiqing such a picky eater?

    When he was away, Xia Xiqing must have gone out to drink again, and maybe he was fooling around with some nonsense people, ah, he looks so good-looking, anyone who sees it will have wrong thoughts, and now that he is locked up, who will protect him him.

    It really gets annoying the more think about it.

    Suddenly, something hit the window, Zhou Ziheng glanced at the side of his head, saw nothing, and looked at the ceiling with a sad face.

    boom

    Again.

    Who, which bear child?

    Zhou Ziheng stood up, the balcony door was locked from the outside, he couldn't open it, he could only stand at the glass door and glance at the balcony, there was nothing.

    Weirdly scary. Zhou Ziheng got goosebumps. He swiped and closed the floor-to-ceiling curtains on both sides of the glass door. He thought that he was thinking about Xia Xiqing going crazy, so he decided to take a shower to calm down.

    When he came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a shower, he found that there was a faint shadow of a person outside the curtain, squatting on the balcony and sneaking around. Zhou Ziheng walked around the bedroom, carrying a baseball bat close to the balcony. Glass door.

    That shadow nestled into a ball, just like that, gathered in the middle of the split glass door.

    Zhou Ziheng held his breath and walked to him, holding a club in one hand and grabbing one side of the curtain with the other.

    A swipe.

    Zhou Ziheng was stunned.

    Xia Xiqing, whom he was thinking about, was half-kneeling on the wooden floor of the balcony, holding the door lock in his hand. He seemed to be taken aback, and looked up at himself standing behind the glass door, holding a fresh flower in his mouth. The roses stolen from Zhou Ziheng's garden also carried the dew at night.

    The baseball bat in his hand fell off in fright.

    "You... why are you here?"

    Across a door, Xia Xiqing couldn't hear his muttering, but he could probably guess something. He stood up, pinned the rose to his ear, sighed at the glass door, and wrote and drew with his long, thin white fingers.

    Zhou Ziheng took a step closer and carefully identified the words he wrote.

    [Breaking and burglary. ]

    After writing, he even raised his eyebrows, with an expression like I'm here to provoke.

    This person is really...

    The corners of Zhou Ziheng's mouth twitched unconsciously.

    He also imitated Xia Xiqing, breathing on the glass and writing a reply. There are a lot of words, Xia Xiqing squinted his eyes and watched it carefully for a long time. This small gesture was very pleasing in Zhou Ziheng's eyes. With his twinkling eyelashes and the beautiful red roses around his ears, it was very cute. .

    Silently reciting in his heart and piecing together, Xia Xiqing finally understood the answer given by Zhou Ziheng.

    [I only have this, do you want it? ]

    His eyes stayed on the question mark at the end of the sentence, Xia Xiqing was full of doubts, and was about to raise his eyes, but saw Zhou Ziheng stretch out his hand again and draw a heart on the glass. The art skills are not very good, the drawings are crooked, not standard, but very cute.

    Across that heart, Xia Xiqing saw his bright and gentle smile, his eyes were like lake water in the dark night, full of stars that could not be caught.

    The author has something to say: Xia Xiqing climbed the second floor of the small second floor with the idea of ​​"climbing over the wall and teasing the Chinese", and also followed a small flower (the one who originally wanted to tease Heng Heng was put on head), sweet to death.

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