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Chapter 55
Xie Yao can't remember the last time Zhou Qiming called himself "Yaoyao".
Many people have always thought that Xie Yao's reluctance to be called this is because he feels too feminine, but this is only part of the reason.
Part of the reason is that Zhou Qiming has never called him that much since his student days.
As time goes by, Xie Yao no longer wants others to call him that. After all, no one wants others to mention their own sadness.
The same goes for Xie Yao.
The recent rain has been particularly frequent, and the weather after the rain is extremely hot and stuffy, so stuffy that people feel breathless.
As one of the two male protagonists, Zhou Qiming has officially wrapped up, and the whole drama is not far from the end. In a blink of an eye, the time has quietly arrived in mid-August.
The follow-up scenes will basically focus on Xie Yao, and it is expected that it will take only a week to finish filming.
On the night of Zhou Qiming's finale, he naturally invited guests. Although a formal finale banquet will be organized after all the scenes are over, everyone will always treat each other at the end in private. Thank you for your mutual support during this timeaccompany.
But Xie Yao didn't go, citing physical discomfort as an excuse, he nestled in the hotel with peace of mind, trying to catch up on sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep in bed.
The continuous rain stopped in the afternoon and fell quietly again in the night.Listening to the sound of rain outside, Xie Yao actually felt a little relieved.
The dim light shone on him, and after closing his eyes for an unknown amount of time, he sat up again, and all the pictures taken today flashed through his mind.
Xie Yao felt a little bad. He seemed to be too involved in the drama, and he couldn't get out of it well until now. Although his emotions calmed down a lot, he still felt sad.
In his previous life, he was disliked by Zhou Qiming as a machine who had no emotions in acting and could only read lines, as if to prove himself. In this life, his hard work in acting is self-evident.
He seems to have done it.
Xie Yao suddenly remembered Zhou Qiming holding a bouquet of flowers and walking towards him after the end, and then said something to himself, I am very happy to work together.
Zhou Qiming was so capricious that even Xie Yao had known him for so many years, but he couldn't be sure whether he was sincere or just polite because of the large number of people present.
Why did think of Zhou Qiming again?
Thinking of this, Xie Yao couldn't help but dislike his lack of confidence. He suddenly felt that he seemed to think all this too simply.
He thinks that he can be sober after rebirth, but in fact he is not. He still seems to fall on the same person again and again, even though he has tried his best to avoid it.
But it seems that there is no way to really avoid it.
After thinking about it, he finally felt sleepy. Xie Yao closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
He seemed to have had a very long dream, and there was no end in it. He kept looking for something, but he couldn't find it.
He dreamed about the scene in high school that year, the way Zhou Qiming smiled at him for the first time, and the way he pulled him to encourage him to skip class.
He still remembered that the two of them would hide under a stone ladder near the playground after skipping class. That place was always forgotten, and even the teaching director couldn't remember that there was such a place.
The two would chat under the stone stairs, and then slip out through the back door of the school when the teacher on duty finished patrolling.
Then Zhou Qiming would lead him to the snack street at the back door of the school, and take him to eat delicious food, but he would not let him eat too much because he was worried that his stomach would be uncomfortable, worrying endlessly.
When the time is up, Zhou Qiming will send himself to the car, and then wave goodbye, because he still has a part-time job, and it is time to rush to work when the time is up.
That period of time was probably Xie Yao's fondest memory.
When the screen turned, it was Zhou Qiming's cold eyes, mixed with hatred.Take a closer look at the broken glass on the ground, as well as your own scratched wrist.
Then it turned again, the surroundings were pitch black, and the only light source hit him and Zhou Qiming. Xie Yao held a dagger in his hand and stabbed Zhou Qiming uncontrollably, but when Zhou Qiming fell, there was a tinge of twitch at the corner of his mouth.with a smile.
There was thunder outside the window, and Xie Yao was awakened by a sudden bang, and immediately sat up.
It turned out to be just a dream, Xie Yao gasped for breath, he felt a pain in his head, and then he began to cough uncontrollably.
It seemed that something was stuck in his throat, Xie Yao coughed uncomfortably for about half a minute, he got out of bed a little weakly, looking for his cup everywhere.
After he finally found the cup left in the corner, he just stepped forward to pick it up and poured himself some water, when he heard someone knocking on his door.
Then there was another roar, and Xie Yao almost spilled the water in the cup because of this sound.
The knock on the door rang again, and after a while, the doorbell rang too.
I don't know who is here at this time, Xie Yao just woke up, before he even had time to see the exact time, he gathered his coat and stepped forward to open the door.
Standing outside the door was the person in his dream. For a moment, Xie Yao almost thought he was dreaming again.
"Zhou Qiming... why are you here?" He couldn't help asking with some doubts.
The person outside the door seemed to have drunk a little wine, and Xie Yao could smell the wine on the other person's body. Although it was not strong, it seemed that he had drunk a lot.
Zhou Qiming stood outside and stared at him for a few moments, then without Xie Yao's defense, he reached out and stroked his cheek.
Xie Yao was really frightened by his action. He wanted to back away, but the wrist of the other hand was gently grasped.
Then he heard some drunk people ask him: "Why are your eyes red?"
Hearing the tone, Zhou Qiming seemed to be dissatisfied. He frowned as he spoke, but he didn't rush to ask Xie Yao to answer. He just stroked his eyes with his fingertips, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"...I choked on drinking water just now." Xie Yao looked at the person in front of him with a serious expression of concern for himself, and answered truthfully.
"Why are you so stupid, Yaoyao." Zhou Qiming murmured in dissatisfaction, then put down his hand, took another step forward, put his head on Xie Yao's shoulder, and asked without thinking, "Are youDidn't eat, Yaoyao."
Xie Yao had already sensed from the other party's tone that Zhou Qiming probably drank too much tonight.
Because only when he drank a lot, Zhou Qiming would talk to himself like this in high school.
"I didn't eat... I fell asleep when I came back, so I didn't have time to eat." Xie Yao replied in a low voice.
There was an inexplicable emotion blooming in his heart, and even Xie Yao couldn't figure out whether he was facing the seventeen-year-old Zhou Qiming or the twenty-five-year-old Zhou Qiming.
"You don't always eat well..." Zhou Qiming complained to him, but he didn't get angry with him again in the next second, but grabbed Xie Yao's hand and dug into his coat pocket.
Xie Yao didn't understand the meaning of the other party's move at first, but when his fingertips touched the corner of a box, his mood became subtle.
In the next second, Zhou Qiming's answer confirmed his guess.
"Fortunately, I will keep your stomach medicine with me...otherwise you will suffer from pain again..."
The author has something to say:
In the matter of drinking poorly, the husband and wife are exactly the same