Chapter 71 Heartbeat Warning

"Are you ready? Let's change to the side profile and go around from Jiang Tong to Gao Kun's side." Kuncheng's voice interrupted Xia Xiqing's stunned expression. He quickly sorted out his expression and walked to the position where Jiang Tong had just sat down.

"Pay attention to the shaking of the camera, don't overdo it, but show emotional fluctuations." Director Kun explained a lot about the photography, and sat in front of the monitor, "Jiang Tong sat down after the start, and Gao Kun said don't rely on me too much. Near. Got it?"

"Yeah." Xia Xiqing half turned and lowered his head, his palms were sweating, his heart was beating frantically against his chest, and there was absolutely no way to return to Jiang Tong's emotions.

"action!"

Jiang Tong turned around and bent down dully, ready to sit next to Gao Kun. Gao Kun suddenly said, "Don't get too close to me."

This sentence made Jiang Tong stunned for a moment, his eyes puzzled, but he moved away and sat down.

Farther is better.

Jiang Tong was sitting on the side of the road, and on the plane tree behind him was the long cicada chirping of the summer special offering, one after another, which had some kind of strong resonance with the faster and faster heartbeat. He turned his head to look at Gao Kun, this man looked like some kind of savage plant, or an animal, something he had never seen before.

Sharp eyebrows, gentle heart.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you..."

Xia Xiqing suddenly realized that he had just been confused. Such a dialogue will only happen to Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, not Jiang Tong and Gao Kun.

"I'm sorry." Xia Xiqing raised his hand to hold his forehead, but quickly put it down, stood up in a hurry and apologized to the staff, "Do it again, I just forgot my words."

Although he said so, Zhou Ziheng saw it clearly. After Gao Kun finished speaking just now, Jiang Tong had no words. His eyes looked at Xia Xiqing, who was obviously a little depressed, and a conjecture occurred in his heart.

Kuncheng said at the other end, "It's fine, let's do another one, and we'll start from there."

Just when Xia Xiqing was about to reset, Zhou Ziheng spoke again.

"I'm sorry, I said too much just now, which affected your state."

I don't know why, but Xia Xiqing suddenly panicked, as if there were some hidden secrets that had been uncovered by life and would be revealed soon, he said without thinking, "No. It has nothing to do with you."

He spoke too quickly, as if he was speaking to himself. It's hard to get over the water, anyway, it's all about this, Xia Xiqing simply said more.

"I don't even remember what you just said."

She tightly wrapped her shell and couldn't come out no matter what.

It was the first time he was so scared.

"Action!"

"What are you looking at?"

Hearing Gao Kun's words, Jiang Tong turned his head and did not respond. In fact, he wanted to ask the man in front of him fiercely, why he was following him that night, why he wanted to kill him. If he can be smooth. Lily said all these words, and he would definitely question.

But he can't.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tong just wanted to leave quietly. Last time, this person didn't really kill him. This time, he saved him. He turned his head and glanced at him again, and found that the blood from the wound on his brow bone still hadn't completely coagulated, and the blood had dripped onto his cheek. In addition, his knuckles were also frayed, his lips were split open, and his jawbone was bruised.

Jiang Tong sighed inaudibly, and tugged at the old and large overalls on his body with both hands, and finally unbuttoned it, revealing the gray-washed black short sleeves inside. He had been wearing this dress for two years, and the seams on the sides were stitched. Jiang Tong grabbed the seam with his hand and pulled it apart with great effort.

Hearing the sound of the fabric cracking, Gao Kun turned his head to look at him, and found that Jiang Tong had torn the hem of the T-shirt inside him, wrinkling his face together with all his strength, and then pulled off a long black strip of cloth.

With a sigh of relief, Jiang Tong came over, holding the cloth strip in one hand, and the other hand was about to grab Gao Kun's injured right hand, but he was dodged by Gao Kun before he touched it. Yes, he suddenly stood up and took two steps back, emotionally, "Don't touch me."

Jiang Tong was stunned for two seconds, then looked up at Gao Kun with an embarrassed look on his face, he blinked twice without saying a word, withdrew his hand, and ripped the black cloth from his clothes. Putting the cloth back in his pocket, he lowered his head and quickly buttoned his overalls.

With the palm of one hand on the ground, Jiang Tong reluctantly stood up. Although his stomach still hurts and his feet hurt, he just wants to get out of here.

Gao Kun looked at his reaction, watched his series of actions, and felt a little uncomfortable, like the feeling of accidentally stepping on a small snail when he was playing in the field when he was a child.

He gritted his back molars, "Hey."

Jiang Tong's shoulders shrank again, but this time he didn't stop, instead he limped to quicken his pace.

Blood smeared his eyelashes, Gao Kun raised his hand and wiped it with the back of his hand, frowning and looking at the blood stain on the back of his hand with disgust, then to the stubborn boy in front, he raised his foot and took two quick steps, "You Walking so fast will definitely ruin it."

How could Jiang Tong not know that his feet hurt terribly, but no matter how hard he is now, he can't get rid of the people behind him.

Every time he took a step, the end of the black cloth strip in his pocket swayed a few times with his staggering pace. Gao Kun stretched out his hand, took off the cloth strip, and quickly wrapped it around his palm several times, wrapping the bleeding knuckles.

"I told you not to leave."

no response.

"Stop!"

Jiang Tong finally stopped. His hearing impairment made him rely on the hearing aids inserted in his ears when perceiving the world. They were old and yellow, and they made loud and harsh sounds from time to time. From the first time she wore it when she was ten years old and was rescued from the silent and silent world, Jiang Tong had become accustomed to this kind of noise.

But the voice of the person behind him was too clear, as if he did not use this small instrument, but through another medium, straight into his heart. Terribly clear.

"I'm sick." The other party walked to his side nonchalantly, "The kind that is contagious."

Jiang Tong looked up at him, the hearing aid embedded in his ear was a little loose, he stuffed it inside, and stood still, "What...what...sick..." He still seemed to be struggling as always, earnestly speaking. Like a child just learning to speak.

The boy with dyed red hair lowered his head and did not speak, nor did Jiang Tong speak, standing in front of him a little embarrassed.

The camera shakes, like a person's struggling heart. Gao Kun's brows furrowed fiercely, his fingers clenched and loosened, and his Adam's apple went up and down, like a choke in his throat.

If you take the silence apart and look at it, it must be countless unseen struggles. No matter how silent.

"That night frightened you." He finally said, but still lowered his head and kicked a small stone with his foot, "I was crazy at the time, I felt that I would not live long, and I didn't want to do it. A person died of illness alone, no one knows where the rot is. I've been so fucking fucked in my life, why should it be me, I didn't do anything wrong, why should I, I just want to make money! And I really don't Method……"

He spoke a lot, and he spoke fast and with heavy emotions. Jiang Tong heard part of it clearly, and the rest depended on guessing. But he heard he didn't want to die alone.

I don't want to either.

Suddenly grasping a common point made Jiang Tong let go of his guard. Sometimes people are so inexplicable, and they were scared to death for a second, but now they are suddenly not afraid. He bit his lip and tried to speak, "That, that... you... now, now... still... think..."

"Not now. I was fucking crazy at the time. In fact, I didn't want to kill you after seeing you..." He didn't finish his words, as if he was hesitating, but he didn't continue after thinking for a long time, but raised his head and rushed Jiang Tong raised his bruised chin, "My name is Gao Kun, what's your name?"

The sudden question caught Jiang Tong by surprise, "Jiang...Jiang..."

"Jiang what?"

Gao Kun's questioning made Jiang Tong, who was born unable to speak clearly, panic even more. He was so nervous that he couldn't say anything. The tip of his tongue pressed against the back of his teeth, trying to pronounce the word "Tong", but he seemed to be stuck. The same, nothing can be sent out, and my face is flushed with anxiety.

"Hey, what are you in a hurry? Don't bite your tongue." He wanted to reach out to pat him, but as soon as he reached out, he saw the blood on his hand. Gao Kun frowned, and stretched out his foot to touch his toes.

Jiang Tong suddenly raised his head.

"What? Do you remember your name?" Gao Kun raised his eyebrows, but accidentally pulled the wound on his brow bone and took a deep breath, "Fuck it, it really hurts."

"Tong..."

"Poke?"

His pronunciation was not accurate, and Gao Kun was confused when he heard it, "Jiang Tong?" Jiang Tong shook his head, stretched out his hand and gestured twice in the air, and wrote his Tong character into the air for a long time, but Gao Kun still didn't understand. , he stretched his hand to Gao Kun's hand, ready to write on his palm in a hurry, but was dodged by Gao Kun again.

Jiang Tong's eyes dimmed for a moment. Cars whizzed by on the road, and the car whistle was sharp and abrupt. It startled the birds hidden in the dense branches and leaves, flapping their wings and flying out of the unreachable sky.

Its recklessness and panic took away a green leaf like a slap, like a frightened feather, it fell leisurely with the wind, and fell between Jiang Tong and Gao Kun.

Jiang Tong stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his slender hand grabbed the sycamore leaf, and the setting sun shone through its veins, as if illuminating the capillaries under the back of Jiang Tong's fair hand.

A look of joy appeared on his face for a moment, holding the leaf and shaking it in front of Gao Kun.

"What are you shaking?" Gao Kun looked at him with a foolish expression, "Isn't it just a sycamore leaf."

Indus? Gao Kun's eyes flashed, "Your name is Jiang Tong?"

Jiang Tong immediately nodded, looking happy. The closer to the night, the darker and stronger the color of the sunset glow, adding a bit of blood to Jiang Tong's overly pale face, like the beautiful fruits on the imported chilled shelves in the supermarket.

"Jiang Tong...it's okay, just listen." Gao Kun couldn't say anything educated, he coughed twice and snatched the leaf from his hand, holding it on the tip of his finger and turning, "I test you, I what is it call?"

"Gao...Kun..." Amazingly, compared to his own name, he pronounced the word Gao Kun much more standardly, and after he finished speaking, he showed an expression of waiting for praise. Gao Kun stopped turning his fingers on the leaves and looked at the leaves, which were very clean.

He lightly touched Jiang Tong's head with a leaf, "Okay, it's amazing."

"Cut!"

Finally, the shooting of this segment was finished before the sun went down, and the shots were switched several times in the middle. Fortunately, the scenes of the two actors were connected, and the efficiency was not pulled down. After the filming was over, Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing both ran to the monitor to see. Unlike Zhou Ziheng, an experienced veteran, Xia Xiqing was actually a little nervous, even though he was usually casual and lazy, once he started something , Competitive and strong heart is more important than anyone else.

"The foot that Gao Kun just added is good." Kuncheng was used to calling the character's name on the set. He pointed to the screen, "It just fits with the leaf on the back." He raised his head to look at Zhou Ziheng, "It's quite That's right, you can come to perform whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect the progress, I definitely encourage it, don't act like a trick, it's boring.

Kuncheng said so many things, Xia Xiqing was absent-minded and didn't listen too much. When Zhou Ziheng stretched his toes out during the filming just now, he was already startled, almost angered.

"Jiang Tong is also very good, and the expressiveness of his eyes is very talented."

Xia Xiqing recovered and smiled at Director Kun.

"Let's have something to eat first," Kuncheng glanced at his watch, "At 8:30, we went to a special night shoot, and Gao Kun and Jiang Tong went to change their looks immediately after eating."

Zhou Ziheng saw that Xia Xiqing was in a trance, and as soon as the director left, he took Xia Xiqing's arm, "What's the matter? Are you tired?"

"No." Xia Xiqing wiped his face, "I'm a little tired." The two left with most of the crew, Zhou Ziheng got into his nanny car, Xiao Luo was taking out his dinner, and when he turned around, he found that Xia Xiqing was missing. .

"Huh? What about others?"

Xiao Luo clicked his tongue twice, "You forgot? Sister Jiang Yin provided him with a nanny car and an assistant, not in our car." He put the chopsticks in Zhou Ziheng's hand, "Eat quickly, cook until six o'clock in the morning. Now, you really don't feel tired."

In the past, when he was filming, he became reticent when he called Cut Zhou Ziheng. He consumed too much emotion in the process of acting, which made him tired when he returned to himself, but it was different when Xia Xiqing was there. As for changing back to Zhou Ziheng, he Can't wait.

The chopsticks put a green vegetable in his mouth. It was really tasteless. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice. Xiao Luo looked at it and asked, "Is the air conditioner not cool enough? It's too hot to eat." He lowered it again. After a few times, I heard the noise outside, I stood up from my seat and looked at it, "Why is it so lively?"

He couldn't see clearly through the shading glass, so Xiao Luo simply opened the car door, put his head out and took a look, "Hey, what are you doing, laughing, there are popsicles? Hey, give me one, what does it taste like? ?"

His little assistant was hooked out. Zhou Ziheng raised his head in disgust and glanced at the car door. Who knew Xia Xiqingmai got into the car with his long legs, slammed the car door, and held a bag in his hand. Popsicles were thrown on his table.

Zhou Ziheng couldn't hide the surprise on his face, "Bought it for me?"

"Don't eat it, right?" Xia Xiqing grabbed the popsicle and tore open the bag, "Then I'll eat it myself."

"Eat!" Zhou Ziheng quickly snatched the popsicle he was thinking of, tore open the bag and put it in his mouth. The ice made his teeth chatter, and he insisted that it was delicious.

"No one robs you, everyone has it."

It turns out that the popsicles Ronaldinho mentioned just now were bought by Xia Xiqing. Zhou Ziheng, who realized this, was instantly disappointed, "Everyone has it."

"No, it cost me a lot of money." Xia Xiqing took the chopsticks in front of Zhou Ziheng very easily and tugged the food he was eating twice, then put down the chopsticks, "You didn't clamor for popsicles just now, Don't eat again?" He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist, brought the popsicle to him, took a bite, "It's delicious."

Seeing that Zhou Ziheng's face was still unhappy, Xia Xiqing understood it all at once, holding his chin in his hand and laughing lazily, flicking his fingers leisurely on his face a few times, "Everything I buy for others is three yuan, The one I bought for you is the most expensive, three or four layers of sandwiches."

Zhou Ziheng glanced at him angrily.

"It doesn't matter if you feel unhappy, but you have to understand the cause and effect relationship." Xia Xiqing tapped the takeaway box with chopsticks in his hand, "As for me, I bought them for you, not for them. They bought one for you by the way, understand?"

The cream on the ice cream melted little by little and dripped down. It was a pity to look at. Xia Xiqing broke Zhou Ziheng's hand and grabbed the ice cream, "If you don't eat it, forget it, it's a waste. I might as well feed it to the dog."

"Who said I wouldn't eat it?" Seeing that Xia Xiqing took a bite of the ice cream and walked outside, Zhou Ziheng got anxious, stood up recklessly, ignoring his height of 1.9 meters, and suddenly slammed into the roof of the car, The pain was so unsteady that he fell down, Xia Xiqing was startled when he heard the sound, and quickly turned around to look, only to be thrown by Zhou Ziheng in the originally spacious nanny car.

The actor, who has never acted in a romantic movie, was prompted by repeated coincidences to stage the worst drama in an idol drama.

Throwing down, clinging, lips touching.

The soft touch made Zhou Ziheng suddenly wake up from the pain. He raised his head, for fear of crushing Xia Xiqing, he quickly got up from him.

"Fuck... Lao Tzu's back..." Xia Xiqing also sat up with his waist supported, his squinted eyes slightly loosened, and his vision gradually became clear.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Another habit of apologizing, no matter when.

The ice-cream in his hand was half melted and sticky between his fingers, this sticky touch made people uncomfortable. Xia Xiqing raised his hand, licked the creamy white cream on his fingertips, and cast his eyes out lazily, looking at Zhou Ziheng's sincere face every time he apologized.

He took a bite of the ice cream, knelt on the ground, leaned in front of Zhou Ziheng, and kissed him on the mouth. Cold and moist ice cream, soft and warm lips, the moment you touch it, it turns into a violent invasion by the tip of your tongue, using the softest weapon to engage in a battle between ice and fire, and the rich sweetness is about to explode.

The short prank came to an end, Xia Xiqing stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of Zhou Ziheng's mouth dipped in cream, and stuffed the ice cream that was about to melt back into Zhou Ziheng's hand. .

"Sorry, I did it on purpose."

The author has something to say:

Xiaoxiao: Xiao Luo Xiao Luo, your nanny car just shook a little, and it was very shocking!

Xiao Luo hurriedly ran over to stop Xiaoxiao: Don't, don't, don't open the door!

Xiaoxiao (naive face): Why?

Ronaldinho (fakes a smile and pulls it away): Let's go eat popsicles [who knows what they're doing in there...