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Shang Zhiyu was on his way home when he received Gu Yunlan's call. Gu Yunlan asked Shang Zhiyu if he would work overtime tonight, and if he didn't work overtime, could he go to his house for dinner.

"Maybe not tonight, I will make an appointment with you in a few days, and we have to discuss some issues." Shang Zhiyu replied on the phone.

"Okay." Gu Yunlan readily agreed, "I'll wait for your call."

Walking into the community, he saw a small moving truck parked downstairs of his house. Shang Zhiyu didn't pay attention at first, but after walking up, he found that both his house and the two next door were open, and the porters went from their own houses. Shang Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, and walked quickly into his house.

Zhuang Xifeng was talking on the phone in the living room, and when he saw Shang Zhiyu coming back, he quickly hung up the line, "...that's right, I'm going to hang up, so let's make an appointment tomorrow, and you can come and have a look first, okay, that's it for now, bye .You're back!"

"You said you were responsible. Are you planning to redecorate?" Shang Zhiyu had already seen that half of the kitchen in his home had been demolished, everything that needed to be knocked out, leaving only the gas pipes and water pipes exposed outside.

"That's right." Zhuang Xifeng nodded with a smile.

"What's going on on the other side? Whose boxes are these?"

Zhuang Xifeng pointed to himself, "Mine."

"You moved to the opposite side?" Shang Zhiyu had already been extremely calm, as soon as he heard that the things belonged to him, he knew what was going on.

"You guessed it, it's already the last trip. During the period of your kitchen renovation, I can contribute my kitchen!" cooked rice.

"In that case, I should thank you." Shang Zhiyu said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, the designer will come tomorrow, and the construction will be arranged when you are at work. I will help you look after it. Don't worry."

After hearing his words, Shang Zhiyu couldn't help asking, "Are you so free?"

"It's very free. Usually I can't go out, and I will be photographed." Zhuang Xifeng is self-respecting. Although he is popular, he has very little gossip. On the one hand, when he has problems, the company is well managed. On the one hand, he never likes to be photographed indiscriminately.

Shang Zhiyu didn't expect his usual rest time to be so simple, so he nodded and said, "It's right not to go out until you recover from the burn."

Zhuang Xifeng looked at his gauze-wrapped arm, grinned, and said, "I've asked someone to make dinner, and it's on my way to deliver it."

The person who brought dinner to Zhuang Xifeng and Shang Zhiyu had no second choice except Yu Xiaolan. The three of them finished eating at Shang Zhiyu's house, and Yu Xiaolan would clean up the aftermath. At this time, the truck downstairs was almost empty, so unpacking The important task of arranging the room fell on Yu Xiaolan again. Zhuang Xifeng took command in the name of his injured hand. Facing his living room occupied by a pile of boxes, Shang Zhiyu turned around and locked himself in the darkroom to deal with the weekend shoot. In the photo, it was almost eleven o'clock when he came out, everything was silent, and the boxes in the living room disappeared. Only then did he remember that Zhuang Xifeng hadn't taken a shower yet, so he made a phone call and walked to the door of Zhuang Xifeng's house.

"Is the photo washed?" Zhuang Xifeng answered the phone and went to open the door. Seeing Shang Zhiyu standing at the door, he smiled and asked him.

"Yeah. Have you packed everything here? Where's Yu Xiaolan?" Shang Zhiyu asked as he took off his shoes and walked in.

"I asked her to go back, and I have a little bit to finish by myself." Zhuang Xifeng pointed back to the whole table of wine and said, "I moved all the wine cabinets here, look."

This is really a very luxurious wine cabinet, which occupies the entire wall of the living room, and even the door to the room is almost blocked. Zhuang Xifeng is putting up bottles one by one, and even opened a bottle for tasting. It seems that only This is what he likes to do, so he won't do anything bad.

"It looks like you plan to live here for a long time?" Shang Zhiyu asked.

"It depends on the situation. I rented it for half a year." Zhuang Xifeng sat down with a glass of wine on the table and said, "I will be filming in two months, and the room will be empty for a while."

"What have you decided to shoot?"

"Not yet, I'm picking a script, and I'll arrange the time after the selection, but generally they will take my time as the standard."

"Two films a year, your job is very stable." Shang Zhi Yu said.

"Well, acting is exhausting, I need enough time to rest." Zhuang Xifeng said.

Shang Zhiyu understood his words quite well, Zhuang Xifeng didn't give himself the slightest leeway when acting, after three months, it was enough to exhaust him.

"Is your bathroom ready for use? I'll help you fill up the bath water first." Shang Zhiyu said while rolling up his sleeves.

Zhuang Xifeng was still a little surprised, the wine glass was still on his lips, he stared blankly at Shang Zhiyu and asked, "Are you really here to help me take a bath?"

"Otherwise?" Shang Zhiyu looked at him as a matter of course, since he himself lived next door and knew the layout of the house very well, he walked towards the bathroom as he spoke.

Zhuang Xifeng was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but patted his forehead. Shang Zhiyu's answer was very normal, but he shouldn't be thinking about it. He put down his glass and followed, watching Shang Zhiyu propping himself on the edge of the bathtub with one hand, twisting it with the other. Turn on the tap.

Shang Zhiyu heard footsteps behind him and asked, "Is there a sponge? I want to wash it for you before taking a bath."

"Sponge? Nope."

Shang Zhiyu stood up and walked around in the bathroom, saying, "I didn't see shampoo and body wash either."

"Uh... I'm used to staying in hotels, so I forgot that I won't be prepared to drop here." Zhuang Xifeng scratched his head and said.

What does it mean not to prepare...

"There are not so many ready-made things for renting a house." When Shang Zhiyu said this, he had already anticipated his life in the next two months.

Letting the water go, Shang Zhiyu left Zhuang Xifeng's house and returned to his residence, brought some daily necessities and said to Zhuang Xifeng, "Use mine first, and buy it tomorrow if it doesn't suit you."

"okay."

Zhuang Xifeng is used to living in high-end hotels or ready-made serviced apartments, and he never really bothered about these things.

It took more than half an hour to clean the bathtub before Shang Zhiyu began to fill in the bath water. Zhuang Xifeng kept chatting with him, and the topic turned to the photos taken yesterday without knowing it.

"I found that you hesitated when taking pictures of Gu Yunlan, and felt that it didn't meet your expected standards."

"I've never been good at taking pictures of people." It's not surprising that Zhuang Xifeng said that. He should have seen this problem when he helped give advice that day.

"I've seen the scenes you photographed, and they are full of vitality, but in fact, you may not be bad at taking pictures of people. It should be that the people can't match your height." Zhuang Xifeng said.

Shang Zhi Yu heard this and said with a smile, "I don't have any heights, I just can't find the feeling of shooting characters."

Zhuang Qifeng stared at him and said, "I don't want to boast, but the problem is indeed with the characters, not with your technical problems."

"But it's not that I haven't photographed non-professional people. You also know that I will face many non-professional people. If you want to say that Yun Lan can't reach my height, I think it's because I always get caught by me when I shoot. interfered with by the technology required by oneself.”

"I don't think so. When shooting news photos, you can capture all the truth. Even if the characters are not professional, they all have their own feelings. It is a technical problem to use a camera to capture the inner temperament of the characters. But once your subject is only posing, it will become difficult for you to do it.” Zhuang Qifeng analyzed seriously, “So it’s not that you are not good at taking pictures of people, but you can’t take pictures of fixed people, just like the previous time When you follow the film, I am filming, with a certain thought and emotion, you are very handy when filming, isn’t it?”

Shang Zhiyu carefully considered what he said. The authorities were obsessed with him. He had always focused on his own shooting, and did not consider other aspects.

The water was already full while talking, Shang Zhiyu brought some nylon bags and disposable plastic gloves from home just now, he used these things to temporarily wrap Zhuang Xifeng's injured arm and said, "That's all right, after taking a shower I'll change the gauze for you again, call me if you need help, remember, don't get this hand wet, I'd rather go slower, understand?"

Zhuang Xifeng nodded.

Before Shang Zhiyu turned to leave, seeing Zhuang Xifeng still standing still, he asked him, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

Zhuang Xifeng quickly shook his head, although he sometimes had to strip naked because of acting, but when the person facing him was Shang Zhiyu, he would feel at a loss no matter how calm he was.

Originally, he was still thinking that everything was coming to an end, he couldn't back down, and he had to take a bath, and it was better to be seen by Shang Zhiyu than to show it to others, regardless of whether it would be shy or blushing, during the day When talking on the phone, he did not lie. Shang Zhiyu must not have known how fast his heart was beating at that moment. The fact that he liked Shang Zhiyu was once again proved that they were of the same gender, but this person It just makes him feel at a loss, which is really terrible.

After the door closed, Zhuang Xifeng knew that he was thinking too much. After letting go of his nervous heart, he slowly took off his clothes and soaked himself in the water. At the same time, he put his injured hand outside so as not to get wet. Water, when he closed his eyes, he couldn’t help but recall Shang Zhiyu’s busy figure in the bathroom and the words he told himself just now. He opened his eyes and turned to the body wash and shampoo quietly placed aside. It was also brought by Shang Zhiyu. At this moment, his body was surrounded by water of just the right temperature so lightly and softly, he couldn't help but feel that his heart was gradually becoming soft, as if it could be easily touched and felt. become quite easy to satisfy.

When Zhuang Xifeng came out wearing a bathrobe with wet hair on his head, it was already an hour later. Shang Zhiyu had already brought the medicine box, and was sitting on the sofa while working in his handbag while waiting for him. When he heard the movement, Turning to look at him, he threw the dry towel that had been prepared beside him and said, "Dry your hair first."

Zhuang Xifeng sat down next to Shang Zhiyu while wiping, looked at the photos on his computer and asked, "Do you also use a digital camera to take pictures?"

"Yes, it depends on the situation." Shang Zhiyu replied.

Zhuang Xifeng looked at his focused side face, and was in a trance for a while, and the movements of his hands also slowed down.

Shang Zhiyu processed a few more photos, and suddenly felt the surroundings quiet down. He couldn't help but turned his head and found Zhuang Xifeng staring at him intently, motionless.

Sometimes, he would indeed see a kind of affection in Zhuang Xifeng's eyes that he had no time to conceal. He is not hard-hearted, and he has actually been touched countless times.

"Look at you, the water is dripping onto the sofa." Shang Zhiyu put down the computer, stood up and wiped Zhuang Xifeng a few times, so as not to get wet when the gauze was removed later.

"But you prefer to use film, don't you?" Zhuang Xifeng asked again after recovering.

"Ah."

"I think the things you really want to photograph are not in front of your eyes." Zhuang Xifeng said suddenly.

Shang Zhi was stunned, and asked, "How did you find out?"

"If it was in front of you, would you not take a picture?"

"That's right, it's so obvious." Shang Zhi smiled.

"Then what do you most want to photograph?"

"Let's go far away, away from the crowds, places that people can't easily reach, I want to take pictures of the magnificent scenery for people who can't go to those places to see, and let them see it themselves." Shang Zhiyu said in a low voice.

Zhuang Xifeng imagined, and said for a while, "If you go, can you take me with you?"

Shang Zhiyu stopped what he was doing.

"I also want to see the scenery you recorded with the camera." Zhuang Xifeng turned around and said to Shang Zhiyu.