Love at Second Sight [Interstellar]

In late September, Zhuang Yan received a new email - Qin Mei's solo tour, the final stop in Qatar, and the drama "Tara Manor" will be held on the 28th.Below is the electronic coupon, and the sentence "I'm back".

"Only one ticket?" Zhou Yuchen asked.

Zhuang Yan said: "This is a drama."

"I would love to appreciate art."

Zhuang Yan's expression was a little strange - he thought of someone's annotations on the album that he saw on Zhou Yuchen's spaceship back then.However, he still wrote an email and asked for another ticket while replying to Qin Mei.

On the 28th, it happens to be a rest day.In view of the fact that Zhuang Yan was busy discussing with Zhou Yuchen's bill-making team in the dormitory on the last rest day, this is a rare day for relaxation.Zhou Yuchen canceled the schedule for the day and came to the Qatar Opera House with Zhuang Yan.

After Zhuang Yan asked Qin Mei to give him an extra ticket, he replied to his new email and directly gave him a private room for two with a great view.Zhuang Yan and Zhou Yuchen entered the box through the VIP passage.This Imperial Opera House can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, and the auditorium surrounds the stage in the middle, where the virtual scene with light and shadow is enough to confound the real one, as if the actors are really in the quiet and elegant manor in the script.

There was half an hour before the play started. Zhuang Yan and Zhou Yuchen were sitting by the outer armrests of the private room, telling him about the author and creation background of "Tal Manor", when the half-hidden door of the private room was pushed open.

"I'm still wondering what kind of beautiful woman you will bring this time. It turned out to be more surprising than I thought." An Asian woman in a green silk dress with a skirt several meters wide walked in. She was only taller than Zhuang Yan. Two years younger, but with soft outlines of Asian descent, delicate ivory skin, and bright brown eyes, she looks like a 17-year-old girl.Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun, and she was more mature and graceful than a girl.

Zhuang Yan hurriedly stood up and introduced her and Zhou Yuchen to each other.Qin Mei smiled to express her gratitude to Zhou Yuchen, and expressed her honor to the imperial generals to watch her performance. The box was filled with her soft laughter.Then Qin Mei said to Zhuang Yan: "Come and see my backstage."

Zhuang Yan took the hand she extended and asked Zhou Yuchen to wait in the box, then followed Qin Mei to the backstage below the central stage along the special passage. The makeup artist and costume assistant rushed over and complained that Qin Mei Sneaking out from time to time, Qin Mei could only speak to Zhuang Yan while a group of people were waiting on her.After the dress, jewelry, and bun were all in place, and there were still 10 minutes before leaving the show, at Qin Mei's request, everyone quit the make-up artist, leaving Qin Mei to talk to him alone.

"I'm glad to see you like this." Qin Mei took Zhuang Yan's small and soft hand, "You look much refreshed. It seems that Admiral Zhou really changed you a lot."

"Does it have something to do with him?" Zhuang Yan felt strange and a little bit weird. Qin Mei saw her for less than half an hour, and decided that Zhou Yuchen had changed him, "And have I changed?"

Qin Mei showed a mischievous and playful smile: "Of course it has changed. I don't want to stay with you when you look so lifeless before. I have to thank that Admiral Zhou. Tell me, Do you like Admiral Zhou?"

Zhuang Yan's eyebrows twitched: "I don't like it, what made you have this illusion?"

"It's not an illusion, it's a woman's intuition. You won't bring innocent people to my show."

"Admiral Zhou really helped and took care of me a lot."

"Just taking care of you? I don't think he hasn't shown his love to you. He hasn't said it explicitly or hinted at it."

"..."

"Just admit it. You received his hint but didn't reject him. Doesn't that explain the problem?" Qin Mei sighed, "You idiot back then told me straight up as soon as I knew what I wanted for you. said."

A faint sense of guilt floated in Zhuang Yan's heart, and he was speechless for a moment, but fortunately Qin Mei had already said first: "Go and bring me the flowers and put them on."

Zhuang Yan went to bring a white camellia from the vase, Qin Mei bowed her head in front of him, the emerald green silk satin made her ivory white skin almost glow, Zhuang Yan inserted the camellia in her black hair for her, she was so beautiful Like the ladies in ancient Chinese paintings.Qin Mei suddenly said: "By the way, I have a boyfriend, Ayan."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback, and immediately asked, "Who is it?"

Qin Mei smiled and said: "His name is Ethan, he is from the Howell family, he is a colonel, and he is currently stationed in the Tiangong galaxy. Don't rush to ask. You will see him after the performance. He has heard of you a long time ago. You will have a good time." There was a knock on the door, "Okay, I'm going to go on stage, go back to the box, don't miss any minute of me on stage."

When the performance was over, Zhuang Yan and Zhou Yuchen came to the passageway outside the dressing room early, watched Qin Mei step off the stage with her manager, and walked towards this side surrounded by the media.

Zhuang Yan asked the manager: "Didn't you say that Mei's boyfriend will come?"

The manager's expression was a little strange, the media was about to come over, she whispered to Zhuang Yan: "Colonel Hawkins probably won't come over."

The reporters were still asking questions about Qin Mei, when suddenly, a loud voice came from behind the reporters in the front row: "Go to hell! Go to bed with a married man, you bitch!" He raised a bottle of unknown liquid with one hand and poured it on Qin Mei.

Everyone present was stunned for half a second. It was a bottle of unknown liquid that poured over Qin Mei's body.After Zhuang Yan came to his senses: "Damn it!" He rushed towards Qin Mei while taking off his suit jacket, thanks to the physical training for the past month, his slightly thin body smoothly squeezed away The excited media covered Qin Mei under the jacket.

The reporters were still pushing forward, vying to ask questions about the sudden situation. In the confusion, some sharp object hit Qin Mei's head at once. She froze and staggered twice. Limp down in Zhuang Yan's arms.At the same time, a strong force directly tore a hole in the crowd. The reporters rushing forward lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, while the rest were firmly kept out of the distance by two tall and capable sentries.

Zhou Yuchen protected Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan held Qin Mei in his arms, was picked up by his manager and assistants, and ran towards the exit, the manager anxiously shouted: "Hospital, call the hospital!"

Outside the hospital ward.The nurse closed the door. Zhuang Yan was standing in the corridor when someone grabbed his hand suddenly. It was Zhou Yuchen: "You should go and wash your hands."

He looked at his hands, and then remembered that he was covering Qin Mei's wound, and his hands were covered with blood. Zhou Yuchen dragged him to the bathroom and said, "It's just a bottle of rotten water."

Zhuang Yan remained silent, Zhou Yuchen took his hand, rinsed it in the sink, and dried it with a paper towel.At this time, the agent came to the door: "Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Yan raised his head and said, "How is it?"

The manager said: "The wound is just a cut on the forehead, bleeding a little. It has been repaired with equipment. But Mei's mental condition is very bad and she is still in a coma. Besides..." She walked in, closed the door and said, "Hao Jin Colonel S is here."

"Exactly, we all need an explanation." Zhuang Yan straightened up and walked towards the door. The manager hurriedly said, "Wait, Mr. Zhuang, I actually understand about this matter."

Zhuang Yan said: "You know?"

"Yes." The manager sighed, "Colonel Hawkins is a sentinel. He and Mei established a relationship half a year ago. About two months ago, I heard some rumors that Colonel Hawkins had passed the family I got engaged to a guide, but it was the busiest time of the tour, and I was already tired from the Rose Light show, so I didn't tell her about it..."

A tall man in military uniform stood in the corridor of the hospital. The door of the bathroom opened. Zhuang Yan rushed out and grabbed him by the collar: "You bastard, bastard!"

"Who are you?" Ethan Hawkins, who was waiting to see Qin Mei, looked at the thin, blond man with fiery eyes, and quickly understood his identity, "Zhuang Yan?"

The opponent's tall but thin physique was very weak to the sentinel. Hawkins didn't take him seriously, and said with a joking smile: "Mr. Zhuang, why are you so angry?"

He stood there leisurely, even though Zhuang Yan grabbed his collar: "Mei and Mei are your love, I like her very much, but I can't give up my guide."

The manager hastily persuaded from the side: "Mr. Zhuang, now is not the time to do something. It will be even more detrimental to Mei to be photographed by the media..."

"You lied to her, you hurt her!" Zhuang Yan trembled all over, gnashing his teeth, "You made her bear a bad name!"

"I can't help it. You are also a guide." Hawkins looked at Zhuang Yan with presumptuous eyes, "You should understand the attraction between guides and sentries."

"Haven't you ever been fucked by your sentry?"

The moment he said those words, he paid the price for it—blood spurted from his nostrils, and he fell to the ground, moaning, covering the bridge of his nose with trembling hands, and the blood flowed freely through his fingers to leak out.

The manager stared at this scene with dumbfounded eyes, looked at Zhuang Yan who was standing aside, and Zhou Yuchen who was turning his wrist with Shi Shiran, turned around and shouted: "Come here! Doctor!"

The chaos didn't end until the evening of that day, Zhuang Yan had to go back to the military area, and wanted to wait until Qin Mei woke up, but Qin Mei never woke up.

After returning to the dormitory in the military area and having a hasty dinner, Zhuang Yan leaned against the window of the balcony, silently watching the lights in the military area.

Zhou Yuchen walked to him and leaned against the window opposite him. Zhuang Yan asked, "Is there any smoke?"

Zhou Yuchen paused, and Zhuang Yan said, "I've smelled the smoke on your body."

Zhou Yuchen raised his eyebrows, and took out a cigarette case with honeysuckle engraved on it. Zhuang Yan took the cigarette case and saw the biological bandage on Zhou Yuchen's hand, "Is your hand okay?"

"It will be better tomorrow." Zhou Yuchen tore off the biological bandage casually as he said that. He had some bruises on his knuckles, but thanks to the sentinel's amazing physical fitness, he had recovered a lot by night.

"You broke his nose bone with one punch." Zhuang Yan howled like a pig when he thought of the tall and strong body of the sentinel rolling on the ground in the afternoon.A little bruise is nothing in comparison.

"I shouldn't have shot." Zhou Yuchen couldn't hear any regret in his tone, "but I tried to control my strength."

Zhuang Yan took out a cigarette from the box and lit it. He took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, and fell silent again in the faint smoke.

Zhou Yuchen squinted his eyes. In the night illuminated by the lights of the military area, Zhuang Yan's slightly disheveled blond hair and his white and thin side face, which was no longer frowning, were blurred and warm under the light, and they were surprisingly sexy.

"I thought you didn't smoke." Zhou Yuchen looked at it for a long time before saying, he really wanted to put the person in front of him in his arms and let him kiss himself while puffing out cigarettes, but of course he couldn't do it so damn well.

"Nicotine is just an illusion, but sometimes it helps to think." When boys reach the age of seventeen or eighteen, they like to try some signs of maturity, but Zhuang Yan is definitely not that kind of boy. He is in Master Bain's research institute. , taken by Dan Farrell to become addicted to cigarettes.

Even Qin Mei was addicted to cigarettes. When she first debuted and no one cared about her, Zhuang Yan and Farrell went to see every performance of hers.She likes to stand and talk with them in the cold night after drinking, smoking a cigarette.

“She looks hot with a cigarette dangling from her red lips,” Farrell said.It's a pity that this guy is usually a proud, conceited, eloquent talent, but when he came in front of Qin Mei, he stammered like a primary school student.

The whole day after Qin Mei was attacked, Zhuang Yan's head was full of things, countless thoughts, countless arguments were staged fiercely in his brain, and he even thought of the dead Farrell.This is not a research problem. Zhuang Yan feels that the question he is thinking about may never be answered.

"What do you think..." Zhuang Yan raised his head to look at Zhou Yuchen. He was really confused, but when he met Zhou Yuchen's eyes, he couldn't say anything.The last thing I said was: "Will human beings surrender to rational emotions, or to physical desires?"

Zhou Yuchen thought for a while and said, "I think many people have only tasted physical desires in their entire lives, and not everyone can have rational emotions."

"What about the sentry and the guide?" Zhuang Yan blurted out, and he became serious, "Some people define the bond between the sentry and the guide as love, but that's also the needs of the body and the effect of pheromones, isn't it?"

"It's only fools who confuse love with needs." Zhou Yuchen looked deeply at Zhuang Yan and said, "When there are sentries and guides who are alone and don't want to combine even if they have a match, there are many people, and the weak will succumb to needs. "

After a pause, Zhuang Yan thought of Steven King. As his father's most capable subordinate and a super-capable guide, he had never chosen to combine with any sentinel so far.

He asked a stupid question.Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing at himself.But in the next second, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: So what Zhou Yuchen did for him was because of "rational emotions"?

Perhaps the reason has to be added to the family marriage and the need to be an individual sentinel, but if there is really a trace of emotion, how much does the emotional part account for?

Zhuang Yan's hand holding the cigarette suddenly trembled, and the ash was scattered in the air.A trembling like electric current passed through his whole body and came to his brain. He suddenly felt a sense of dismay and a little panic, not because he didn't have an answer to this question.

Instead, he actually cared about this issue.