Chapter 85 The Renaissance

Zhou Ziheng stood still, holding the small handwritten letter with his fingers, bowed his head, the black hat covered his deep eyes and his mind, and remained silent for a long time.

Xia Xiqing didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart was very restless, and some kind of emotion between panic and shame was on the rise, unlike him, these two emotions were very unfavorable to Xia Xiqing.

"That..." Xia Xiqing's lips moved, and the self-esteem that had been entrenched in this body for so many years made him stretch out his hand and snatched the letter back from Zhou Ziheng's hand, "This is a passage I copied, I really like this one. …”

The words that Qiang cheered up and said ended in Zhou Ziheng's kiss. His hand held Xia Xiqing's cheek, but Xia Xiqing felt that what he was holding was his restless and dying heart. The soft kiss was a good medicine to bring him back to life from the great loss.

Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand and hugged Zhou Ziheng's back, the two bodies were closely attached to each other, his chest against his chest, and his heart against his heart.

When he wrote those words with his own hand, he felt really like a sacrificer.

For Zhou Ziheng's dazzling starlight, he gave everything he had. His cowardice, his old illness, the dark side of his body, his fervent desire.

On the top floor of this gorgeous and secret art gallery, a hundred works dedicated to one person surround them. The world outside the door used this young artist with outstanding skin as a talk, causing a storm in the city, but he didn't care, even if the perfect plan was disrupted, his muse still came.

Completion in regret is more complete.

Zhou Ziheng gently stroked the back of Xia Xiqing's neck, kissed and kissed the top of his head, his mood was extremely complicated, from initial panic and restlessness, to loss that he thought was forgotten, to anger, to worry. was relieved to finally meet outside the gate of the art museum, and was surprised and moved to the top floor.

All the inexplicable emotions turned into a mad love for the person in his arms at this moment.

"Do you like these gifts?" Xia Xiqing looked up at him, hot spring water flowing in his eyes.

"I like it." Zhou Ziheng kissed the tip of his nose, "I like these, I like you more."

The straightforward love words are burnt in the heart, and the ears are burning.

Xia Xiqing turned his back to him, took his hand and led him to the sculpture. Zhou Ziheng was amazed. The feeling was indescribable. He saw himself transformed into a snow-white artwork with his own eyes. The real lines, the deep and three-dimensional facial bones like mountains, there is only one point, Zhou Ziheng always feels that he is not like himself.

"It's too gentle." Zhou Ziheng stood at a distance of half a meter, his face turned to his little artist, and he smiled a little embarrassedly, "Don't you think, how can I..."

"Who said that?" Xia Xiqing walked over to him, raised his head and looked up at Zhou Ziheng's eyes, his voice was soft like a spring breeze.

"You don't even know how tender you are to me."

A tenderness that cannot be reproduced with earth and love.

After speaking, Xia Xiqing turned around again, "Didn't you find the posture of this sculpture very familiar?"

Zhou Ziheng's emotions have not yet been removed, and he was struck by his rare sincerity. He was a little drunk. He stretched out his arms and hugged the thin waist wrapped under the exquisite suit from behind, resting his chin on him. shoulders, tilted his head and stared at the sculpture.

It is not a standing posture, but a sitting posture. The upper body is exposed, the muscles are full and well-defined, and the waist to the thigh is covered with a soft cloth. , as if it could be ripped off by grasping a corner by hand. It tilted its head slightly, looked forward with its eyes, and held a rose that bloomed just right in its right hand. The rose petals were soft and delicate, and the light and shadow were handled like the moonlight sneaking in from the front. Bright.

There is a golden nameplate under the table with the word Thief engraved on it.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt familiar, "It's... when I was locked up, the day you stole from my house?"

Xia Xiqing turned his face to the side, kissed him on the face like a reward, and smiled extra sweetly, "Yes."

He could not forget what he saw when he turned around at the time of parting, the little prince who kept the red rose under the moonlight. The picture that was frozen in the pupils could not be dissipated in the heart of this failed Romeo for a long time, so he had to use his own hands and talent to keep the moonlight of that night forever.

Interpret Zhou Ziheng in the form that best interprets the essence of Xia Xiqing.

"Thank you." Zhou Ziheng gently rubbed Xia Xiqing's profile with the side of his face, Xia Xiqing turned his face, a childish smile appeared on that pure and beautiful face, "No thanks."

"I should thank you." The next second he turned around again, his voice very low.

"You are my Renaissance."

Zhou Ziheng didn't hear these words clearly, so he hugged him and asked aside, but Xia Xiqing refused to say anything. His heart was beating fast, and he felt that he was probably crazy. He could say such a thing.

No matter how entangled with him, Xia Xiqing refused to say any more. Instead, he broke free from his embrace and walked to the sculpture, pretending to observe the work, reaching out and stroking the sculpture's cheek. For some reason, this action made Zhou Ziheng feel threatened. He stepped forward and dragged Xia Xiqing back to him, "Don't touch it."

Xia Xiqing was inexplicable, "What are you doing?"

"You touch me, I'm standing here alive." He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and put it on his face. Seeing Zhou Ziheng like this, Xia Xiqing was angry and funny, "You are really getting more and more promising, you will eat the vinegar of a sculpture."

Getting used to being jealous, Zhou Ziheng didn't bother to justify, "Yeah, I'm jealous." His brows furrowed, he suddenly remembered something, and whispered, "Who knows if you will take this sculpture as your Galate? Ya."

Xia Xiqing was stunned for a while. If he is jealous, he will be jealous. This guy even cites an allusion from Greek mythology.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhou Ziheng's face, "Why are you so good. Can this be the same thing? Pygmalion made a sculpture and fell in love with his sculpture, he has no prototype, I have you what."

Although his tone was not very gentle, the last few words fell into Zhou Ziheng's heart like stars, illuminating his entire chest. He hugged Xia Xiqing at once, kissed and kissed his face, and was so happy that he forgot about being jealous.

"Hey, let me go, childish."

"Don't let it go, you are mine."

"If you don't let it go, I'll lock it up and I won't show it to you again. I won't give it to you anymore."

"You won't let me go even if you scare me. These are all mine, and you are also mine."

The two stayed in this small art museum for a long time, and they have seen all the paintings Xia Xiqing painted for him one by one. Many of them were painted for him by Xia Xiqing before they met. They were carefully framed and placed in the gallery. here. Zhou Ziheng couldn't help feeling a little guilty. When he saw the truck passing downstairs in the apartment before, he thought it was Xia Xiqing who was going to leave quietly.

The original is to transfer all the paintings here.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xia Xiqing, who had been leaning on Zhou Ziheng's arms for a long time, finally woke up from the sweetness. His heart was trying his best to escape the turbulent fact, but it did happen, and the impact was inestimable. Xia Xiqing just entered the entertainment industry with the heart of playing tickets. This is not his own job. After all, he wants to return to his real career, but Zhou Ziheng is different from him. His profession is an actor, and his ideals and ambitions It's all done through performance.

But the art circle is different from the entertainment circle, he didn't want Zhou Ziheng to be dragged into the abyss of public opinion by himself.

"You should go." Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, "Actually, you shouldn't come either."

Zhou Ziheng didn't want to hear him say such words, "I should come, I should come more than anyone else."

"Yes." Xia Xiqing raised his head and sighed again, "I mean, I must be watched by a lot of people now, you should stay away from me during this time."

"It's alright. Even if we are far apart now, there will be people who suspect our relationship, it doesn't matter." Zhou Ziheng smiled, "The reporter will take the picture, if you don't want to disclose it now, I will deal with it. It's been so long since I debuted, and no reporter dares to put my candid photos on the Internet unless they don't want to mess around."

Xia Xiqing felt a little relieved. Now is a good time to leave the art museum. He led Zhou Ziheng to the back garden of the art museum and opened a locked wooden door. car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xia Xiqing's mind kept spinning. His sexual orientation was not a secret, especially in the Italian social circle, but it was so suddenly exposed in China that he had to come out publicly. He was caught off guard. When I think about it, there are too many doubts, and the timing alone turns out to be a coincidence, "It's strange, I don't need to break the news. It's like a deliberate revenge for breaking the news on your birthday."

"It was intentional revenge." Zhou Ziheng licked the corner of his dry mouth impatiently, "Wei Min did it."

Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He thought he had offended someone else, but he didn't expect that he was still the coward, "Wei Min? Does he think he has a long life?" We should just let him cut off his offspring."

"Probably because of revenge."

Xia Xiqing suddenly understood Wei Min's intentions. Wei Min knew that he dared to do this because he really liked men and was really with Zhou Ziheng. He just wanted to stir up public opinion and make himself criticized.

But he still didn't know Xia Xiqing well enough.

"Does he really think that he can get revenge on me?"

Xia Xiqing never cared about public opinion, he never lived on the evaluation of others.

"Since he broke the news about your sexual orientation, the next step, if I guess correctly, should be to make a fuss about your previous private life." Zhou Ziheng analyzed it calmly and appeased Xia Xiqing, "My sister-in-law said she would handle it, and she would do public relations."

"Public relations are useful, but not the most useful." Xia Xiqing lightly tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, with a casual smile on his face as he spoke, "If you like to play this set, let's see who gets ruined first."

On the second day, the hot discussion about Xia Xiqing's sexual orientation on Weibo still did not dissipate, and it was still on the headlines of hot searches.

Jiang Yin contacted some Weibo Vs and posted some blog posts, some of which made articles about homosexuality and pretended to be homophobic. These articles immediately aroused disgust and criticism from some netizens, and naturally sympathized with Xia Xiqing.

[@Skysc□□r: The remarks of some big Vs on Weibo really stink. Although I am not gay, I can’t stand it. What does it matter to you when people like men and women? Died early in the morning! ]

[@小Angel爱美美: I thought that the times have progressed, and the public opinion about homosexuality can be more tolerant, but I didn’t expect it to be like this, it’s really chilling. ]

[@Where do you like to go: I am a boy, and I also like boys. I have really felt the malice of this society these days. ]

However, there are also many netizens who have carried out online violence and attacked Xia Xiqing's sexual orientation, and a large part of them are Zhou Ziheng's poisonous Wei, who used Xia Xiqing's long-winded sexual orientation to write small papers, discussing Xia Xiqing's various crimes such as posting backwards, sucking blood, and being famous. , even on the line, it has risen to the point of workplace sexual harassment, which really gave Jiang Yin a headache.

After all, at this time, even if Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng have nothing to do with each other, what fans should do most is to shut up and put themselves aside instead of bringing trouble. But there are always some fans in the fan circle who can't figure it out clearly.

[@Only Love Zhou Ziheng: Mr. Xia is gay, and he has repeatedly entered the entertainment industry in the name of Zhou Ziheng to cooperate with him many times. His heart can be punished. ]

[@eatmelon elf: To say something that shouldn’t be said, although I’m not a fan of Zhou Ziheng, but I feel disgusted when I compare my heart to my heart. If my idol is forced to fry CP with a gay guy, I’ll probably die of anger. ]

[@User23345290: Am I the only one who didn’t like Xia Xiqing at first sight? It looks very gay. What's the use of looking good. ]

As soon as these remarks came out, they were immediately bombarded by netizens and fans who supported him, and neither side gave in.

Fortunately, the fan circle is small after all, and Du Wei is also a minority, so they can't make any waves.

Taking advantage of the fact that the public opinion on the Internet began to favor the discussion of sexual orientation, Jiang Yin immediately arranged a new writer to express remarks from a different standpoint, such as [Is homosexuality really the original sin? ], [I have the right to choose to come out or stay in the closet, and I have the right to refuse to be out of the closet! ], [Not about sexual orientation, about freedom] articles frequently appeared on the Internet, and many well-known same-sex bloggers wrote and published them spontaneously, which soon set off an upsurge of netizens about sexual orientation issues, and the issue of Xia Xiqing being out of the closet was raised to the category of freedom. , accurately poked the soft underbelly and demands of many netizens.

[@Transparent Heart: I think the source of this incident is the whistleblower. Other people’s liking of men and women is someone else’s private affairs, and they haven’t done anything that hurts the world. Isn’t this infringing on the privacy rights of others? ]

[@Marshmallow is sweet: The world is no longer worth getting the freedom to even like whoever? ]

Xia Xiqing did not listen to Jiang Yin's words. His Weibo was always online, always watching the trend of public opinion on the Internet, waiting for the most suitable time.

According to Wei Min's brain, the next plan must be to expose his private life. Although Xia Xiqing's previous private life was messy, it was definitely not promiscuous. It was just that the number of people he pursued was considerable, but there was only one person at a time, not to mention that he was because of him. Never trust anyone, so never leave a photo image. Wei Min wants to engage him from this point, nothing more than writing some gossip articles, and the chance of finding a real hammer is very low.

His phone rang suddenly, it was Zhao Ke.

"Hello." Xia Xiqing's tone was too calm.

Zhao Ke was still a little hesitant on the other end of the phone, "You...Are you all right?"

"Very good. Very good." Xia Xiqing rummaged on the workbench, found a lollipop, tore the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth, "Is something wrong?"

"I know about Wei Min. A friend of mine was at the same table with him in the big game. At that time, someone mentioned that he was hospitalized. Others didn't know the inside story, but according to my friend, Wei Min almost didn't fall. The table, his face was ugly, and he kept swearing on the way back, saying that he must kill whoever and whoever, and let him also taste the shame." Zhao Ke paused, "I only now know that he wants to harass you, But he seems to be preparing to expose your private life and expose you to cyber violence."

"Heh." Xia Xiqing snorted coldly, "He thinks I'm just a piece of paper, and can I hold my head up just by talking about a few words from these irrelevant people?"

"My Xia Xiqing's neck is very stiff, and I never bowed my head when I was born."

Zhao Ke sighed and felt that it was really not easy to fall in love at home, there were so many troubles, "Wei Min is a scoundrel, very shameless, my friend said that he started talking about the bed at the dinner party, Those bed companions who don't give him face at all are ugly, and it is said that..."

Hearing Zhao Ke hesitating, Xia Xiqing asked, "What?"

Zhao Ke and Zhou Ziheng are the same people, good children from families in the system, their throats are stuck when they speak, "My friend said that he was still holding a mobile phone at the wine table to show them the videos he recorded, and she is a third-tier female star. He clicked his tongue, his tone was full of contempt, and he was a little worried about Xia Xiqing, "If Ziheng hadn't arrived in time, maybe you..."

Xia Xiqing violently bit the sugar ball in his mouth, his voice was clear.

"I see."

After hanging up Zhao Ke's call, Xia Xiqing sat in front of his workbench and sat quietly until the pieces of candy in his mouth melted.

What Zhao Ke said before left a shadow in his heart and echoed over and over again. Something flashed in his mind, Xia Xiqing suddenly raised his mouth, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey?"

The other party's voice was not as deliberately hurting a friend as usual, instead it was mixed with some concern, "Hey, are you alright?"

"Come on, you don't know who I am?" He laughed and got straight to the point.

"Xia Zhixu, do something for me."

The author has something to say: two love story kings~

Note: Regarding Galatea, Heng Heng said.

Greek mythology records: Pygmalion was the king and sculptor of Cyprus. He had been disgusted with secular women since he was a child and dreamed of a beautiful woman. Afterwards, he carried out an ivory carving. He originally wanted to carve a figure of a fit male, but in the end, he carved a wonderful woman, the person in his dreams that fascinated him. He has since fallen hopelessly in love with her and named her Galatea.

Aphrodite, the goddess of love, was moved by his deep and sincere love and gave Galatea life.

Self-study girls, please rest assured, Xia Xiqing will not give up because of public opinion, after all, he said in high school [Whoever you like is none of your business. I just like a dog, and it's also about me and that dog! 】People who say this hhh