It’s not scary to travel through a book, I’m the villain

There are only three days left until New Year's Day, and it seems that the air is filled with the joy of welcoming the new year.

Chen Yanzhi took a big sip of coffee, then looked at the busy crowd around him with a somewhat empty look in his eyes.

"Hey, come back to your senses." Jiang Wangyan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "There is still one section left to record."

Chen Yanzhi and Jiang Wangyan happened to have schedules recently, so they took a notice for a studio variety show together. Now they have finished recording more than half of it, and are changing props on the stage and taking a halftime break.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Chen Yanzhi looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Wangyan patted his shoulder and asked, "What are you thinking about, or are you tired?"

"No, just to relax my mind."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a lot of topics to talk about, from work to life, and they had a happy chat in a small corner.

The recording did not continue until the staff came to call us.

It took almost another hour of recording before it was finally finished.

After changing clothes and removing makeup, Chen Yanzhi walked over to Jiang Wangyan and patted him, "Brother Yan, are you free? I owe you that meal for half a year."

"Hahaha." Jiang Wangyan had also packed up, stood up and put his arm around his shoulders like a brother, "I'm sure I'll be free. Let's go, let's go now."

The two hit it off and set off immediately.

The place for dinner was chosen by Jiang Wangyan, a high-end private kitchen with great privacy.

The food there was good and Chen Yanzhi enjoyed the meal very much. He also had a great time chatting with his friends. He drank a little too much without realizing it, but he wasn't drunk. His face just turned a little red and his mind was still clear.

Jiang Wangyan was worried and confirmed with him several times. Only when he saw that he was indeed awake did he dare to leave.

When the night wind blew, Chen Yanzhi's face, which was originally a little hot, immediately shivered with cold and hurried into the car.

After returning home, the drunkenness had worn off a little, but under the stimulation of alcohol, I was still feeling inexplicably excited.

"Qin Heng, I'm back!" He shouted happily as he entered the door.

Qin Heng happened to be downstairs. When he heard the sound, he came over to take a look and saw someone leaning against the low cabinet in the entrance hall, smiling happily.

As he got closer, he could smell alcohol. Qin Heng looked into his sparkling eyes and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"I drank a little, I'm happy." Chen Yanzhi nodded, stretched out his left hand, and pointed with his thumb and index finger at the distance of one knuckle.

Qin Heng smiled and said, "Come in first."

Chen Yanzhi walked in, walked straight to the sofa, sat down, and stretched out his hand to signal Qin Heng to come over.

"What's wrong?" Qin Heng was afraid that he was thirsty, so he poured a glass of water, handed it to him, and then sat down next to him.

"The food there today was very good. We can go together next time..." Chen Yanzhi became more and more excited as he spoke, and his desire to share was very strong. He talked from the food he had in the evening to the recording during the day, and his mouth never stopped.

He must have felt thirsty from talking, so he picked up the cup and took two sips, then continued talking.

Qin Heng listened very seriously at first, but as he listened, his attention was completely diverted.

Maybe because she drank too quickly, two drops of water fell on her lips, making her already soft and plump lips seem even more...delicate and tempting.

No, that’s not right either!

This word is wrong!

The lips seem to be coated with a layer of light, attracting people's eyes and making people want to touch them.

As Qin Heng thought so, his hands moved and his fingers touched it lightly. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: it was really soft!

Chen Yanzhi stopped talking and looked down. He could only see Qin Heng's palm. Was that thing on his mouth his finger?

Why did he put his finger up?

Chen Yanzhi was indeed not drunk, but his brain was a little slow and he couldn't figure it out, so he cast a puzzled look at the person opposite him.

Qin Heng was also a little frozen, as if he had not expected to put his finger on it. Facing his clear gaze, he could only move a little and put his hand back, "...There is water on it, I'll wipe it for you."

"Oh." Chen Yanzhi responded blankly, and after a few seconds of reaction, he asked again: "Where was I just talking about?"

Qin Heng: ...

He didn't listen and had no idea what was said.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't remember anything at all. Chen Yanzhi simply gave up, stood up and said, "I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, he started to walk, very steadily, but a little slowly.

Qin Heng had no choice but to stand up and walk him back to the room. He seemed to be following him silently, but his mind was already in a mess.

After he returned to his room, he tossed and turned for half the night and couldn't fall asleep. Scenes flashed through his mind one after another.

Sometimes it was Chen Yanzhi's face with a little red, a joyful and lively face, and sometimes it was soft lips. He raised his hand and placed his index finger on his lips in the dark, which was what touched it just now.

But this time I didn't feel anything. Is it only Chen Yanzhi who would be so soft?

Unlike Qin Heng, Chen Yanzhi fell asleep quickly, but his sleep was not very sound and he frowned even in his dream.

The snowflakes fell silently, and after a night, the snow outside seemed to have accumulated thicker.

That ray of light in the sky seemed to have grown legs, and it scrambled to squeeze into the gap between the unclosed curtains, stepping on the floor and on the corners of the quilt that had slipped down.

Chen Yanzhi, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, paused for a second, and immediately took two deep breaths.

Why did he dream of such a scene just now?

In the dream, last night, after Qin Heng put his finger on his lips, he didn't wipe the water off for him, but rubbed it twice, then pushed him down on the sofa, took his hand back, and replaced it with a warm and soft part...

Ahhhhh!

Can't think about it anymore! !

Chen Yanzhi shook his head, sat up, threw off the quilt and ran to the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water splashing could be heard from inside.

Later, after cleaning up, he didn't want to go downstairs, or rather he didn't dare.

He didn't want to see Qin Heng for the time being. After all, he had just had such a dream and it was a bit embarrassing.

I waited and waited, until I couldn't bear it any longer, then I tiptoed downstairs and looked around vigilantly, but I didn't see the familiar figure.

Qin Heng should have gone to work, right?

Just in case, he went to ask his aunt again, and only after getting a positive answer did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Yanzhi spent the entire morning in regret and confusion.

He asked himself countless times why he had such a dream. Was it a physical problem, a psychological problem, or both?

Moreover, why is it Qin Heng?

It is true that he likes Qin Heng's face very much, but that is just admiring beauty. Could it be that his love has changed?

Before he could figure it out, his cell phone dinged twice. He picked it up and saw that it was a special person.

Chen Yanzhi had just met Jiang Wangyan when another good friend also sent him an invitation.