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The scene to be shot on the third day was too bloody, if not for seeing the make-up artist put on Qi Wu's makeup, Shang Zhiyu couldn't stand the horrible "whiplash" all over his body.

Qi Wu spent the whole afternoon filming under the "whiplash" and finally finished all the shots in the torture chamber.

The filming lasted until the evening, but since the scene of Qiwu had ended before dinner, Shang Zhiyu had time to eat, and then he went back to his room and calculated the time. Shang Zhiyu was going to take the camera to take advantage of the night He went out for a stroll, but unexpectedly the doorbell rang. He opened the door and found Yu Xiaolan standing outside with a strange expression.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" Shang Zhiyu asked.

Yu Xiaolan hesitated to speak, and after a long while, she finally said, "Although Qiwu has seriously warned me that I must not let you know, but now he is not taken care of by anyone, and he has a very violent temper. I am a little worried, and Tomorrow there is another scene that must touch water, and he insists on refusing to stop..."

Shang Zhi was stunned by her nonsensical words, wanted to listen but didn't have a clue, so he interrupted her and asked, "What happened to Qiwu?"

Yu Xiaolan wrinkled her face and said, "A little girl got the brand of paint wrong, but the makeup artist didn't pay attention, which caused Qi Wu's allergy. It should have started not long after the filming started. Now he can't eat. See It was terribly uncomfortable, and he kept losing his temper and refused to talk to anyone, and he refused to let anyone touch him."

"Then what to do? Can I help?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaolan nodded fiercely.

Shang Zhiyu was brought into Xiwu's room by Yu Xiaolan. Yu Xiaolan acted like a thief. She probed her head and tiptoed in, then pointed to the bathroom, and said softly, "He hasn't come out yet. The makeup artist brought someone here before." Apologizing, Qi Wu remained silent, and then he left the person outside and went in on his own, and never came out again."

"Is there a key?"

Yu Xiaolan took out a key from her pocket, "...he locked the door and couldn't open it even with the key. I tried several times, but I came to you because I couldn't do anything."

Shang Zhiyu thought about it, and said to Yu Xiaolan, "Let me try."

"Please, Mr. Shang." Yu Xiaolan said solemnly.

Shang Zhiyu walked to the bathroom door, raised his long finger and knocked lightly on the door, and said to the person inside, "Qiwu, I'm Shang Zhiyu, are you inside?"

After a while, Qi Wu's voice came, "I'm fine, don't worry about me." His voice was deep and hoarse, with slight pauses mixed in.

"If you're okay, open the door and let me in."

This time there was a quick response, but there was only one word, "No."

"What's the use of locking yourself in? Yu Xiaolan is very worried about you."

"Tell her not to come to work tomorrow." The person inside snorted fiercely.

Yu Xiaolan's face immediately sank when she heard the words.

"Does this matter have anything to do with her? Or, is this just your angry words?"

The people inside fell silent for a while.

Shang Zhiyu made a gesture to Yu Xiaolan to reassure her, and said, "You don't want me to open the door to come in?"

Yu Xiaolan couldn't help but look at Shang Zhiyu differently, and no matter what happened between him and Qiwu, he was really skilled, and he played both soft and hard ways.

After a while, the voice came from inside again, it sounded muffled, and the tone was subdued, not at all fierce, "You let Yu Xiaolan go out, I only have something to say to you."

Shang Zhiyu nodded at Yu Xiaolan, but Yu Xiaolan had no choice but to leave the room.

"Okay, tell me." Shang Zhiyu said.

The people inside were quiet for a while before they said, "I didn't want you to know that this matter has nothing to do with you."

"I know, then?"

"Now you know, but can you please leave and leave me alone?"

"Do you think I am such a person?"

"……no."

"Then you haven't opened the door yet?"

"I can't open the door." The voice was extremely stubborn.

"why?"

"Don't you remember that I said, I'm in love with you?" Qi Wu said slowly and lowly, word by word.

"Remember." Shang Zhi said gloomily, "And I explicitly rejected you."

Xiwu laughed at himself, and said stubbornly and lowly, "I know, because I'm a man, but I'm serious."

Shang Zhiyu was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and felt that Qi Wu behind the door seemed to be a different person. The confession he made when he walked in front of him that day seemed so firm and powerful that he didn't even leave a way out. Hearing him now Although the words I said to myself were equally firm, they no longer seemed tough and domineering. Maybe it was because I was suffering, and listening to it made people's hearts soften all of a sudden.

Shang Zhiyu was silent, and after a long while, he said, "You open the door first, and let me see your situation."

"No, I'm not Qiwu now, but Zhuang Qifeng, so I can't come out yet."

"If it's Qiwu?" Shang Zhiyu asked.

"……Um."

"Is there any difference? Because Xiwu is better at acting?"

"...Xiwu lied to you before, but I don't want to lie to you, and I don't want you to see me like this." Xiwu's serious voice came through a door, appearing resolute.

Shang Zhiyu couldn't help but smile when he heard him say that, and he was a little speechless. He paused and said, "Then, if I leave first as you said and don't look at you, will you come out obediently and let others see you?" Looking after you?"

After waiting for a while, the person inside responded, "If this is your request...then I agree."

"Okay, it's settled, I'll replace Yu Xiaolan in now."

After Shang Zhiyu finished speaking, he went out and opened the door, but Yu Xiaolan was still there.

"How is it? Qiwu is willing to come out?" Yu Xiaolan asked him.

Shang Zhiyu made a "shh" gesture, walked outside, closed the door and then whispered to Yu Xiaolan, "He should come out in a while, I'll go in and wait, has he ever had any allergies before? Tell me How to deal with it, do you need to take medicine? Or use other methods?"

"It was a long time ago, I kind of forgot, so I just contacted his doctor, and he asked me to look up the ingredients of the makeup paint."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Shang Zhiyu nodded, turned around and opened the door again.

Yu Xiaolan faced the door for a long while, feeling incredible. She couldn't figure out what kind of magical power this man possessed, so that he could easily handle Qi Wu.

After Shang Zhiyu went in, he walked to the bathroom door and knocked on the door.

The sound of water "crashing and clattering" came out, and after a while, the door lock turned slightly.

Qiwu appeared behind the door in a white bathrobe. His whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water. He was wet from head to toe, and his clothes were also wet. The neck twists and disappears under the slightly open neckline.

His face was too pale, his brows were slightly frowned, his lips purplish from the cold were drawn into a straight line, his expression was extremely impatient, and his expression was also cold, his whole body showed the feeling of "I'm unhappy", but when he realized The person outside the door turned out to be Empress Shang Zhiyu, but his expression changed in an instant.

He stared wide-eyed, as if he couldn't believe it, but quickly restrained himself. However, all kinds of complicated emotions still appeared in his eyes uncontrollably. With righteous indignation and unwillingness to be deceived, all kinds of changes are simply wonderful, but none of them have been studied for any role.

Shang Zhiyu smiled at him, "Look, I lied to you too, I think we're even, Zhuang Xifeng."

He called out the name naturally, as if meeting him for the first time.

Zhuang Xifeng stared at Shang Zhiyu intently, and after saying "Zhuang Xifeng", he could only hear the beating sound of his heart "plop plop plop", nothing else.

But Shang Zhiyu had a feeling of déjà vu, always feeling that as soon as this person appeared, trouble would follow.

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Zhuang Qifeng was very cold. Apparently he had been soaking himself and his clothes in cold water just now. Fortunately, Yu Xiaolan came back soon and brought a doctor's order, "He told you never to touch the water, it is best to use a towel Appropriate cold compress on the allergic skin, do not take medicine, it may be accompanied by a slight fever, if it is serious, send it to the hospital as soon as possible."

"I've already applied cold compresses, you can go." Zhuang Xifeng still had a grim look at Yu Xiaolan, and sent her off with a stern face.

"That's not called cold compress, it's called cold soak." After cleaning up the bathroom, Shang Zhiyu asked Zhuang Xifeng to take a bath.

"That's right, do you think you're cold-brewing tea?" Shang Zhiyu was there, and Yu Xiaolan was pretending to be Huwei.

Zhuang Xifeng glanced at her coldly, this glance was not small, Yu Xiaolan shivered for no reason, she closed her mouth, muttering to herself, it seems that even with Shang Zhi depressed, Xiwu is still Qiwu.

"Okay, let's take a shower first to warm up." Shang Zhiyu turned a blind eye to Zhuang Qifeng's cold temper, walked over to pull him up, and said to Yu Xiaolan, "Can you help him prepare something to eat?" ? Hot milk or porridge."

"I'll go right away." Yu Xiaolan stuck out her tongue, so as not to be implicated again, she escaped.

Zhuang Xifeng gritted his teeth and walked into the bathroom.

At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was hot, swollen and painful. Although soaking in cold water would make him feel better, the temperature of his body was also cooling down slowly. When he got out of the water, he felt even more painful, but he couldn't help shivering all over because of the cold. It's abominable!

Pain and anxiety intertwined, making him upset, but Shang Zhiyu was right outside the door, he didn't want to face Shang Zhiyu at this time, he wanted to make a good impression on that person, who knows ...

Zhuang Qifeng gave up on himself, turned the water on to a hot and high volume, stood under the shower head and drenched for a long time, his mind went blank.

Until there was a knock on the door, "Are you ready? Don't overdo it."

Zhuang Xifeng suddenly came back to his senses, and when he subconsciously turned off the faucet, he already felt hot all over his body.

He rewrapped himself in another dry bathrobe, opened the bathroom door and walked out.

"Have you wiped it off?" Shang Zhiyu asked him.

Zhuang Xifeng nodded his head out of his mind.

Shang Zhiyu handed him the hot milk, and said, "After drinking, lie down on the bed, and I'll help you with a cold compress." He walked into the bathroom while talking.

The temperature of the air conditioner outside was adjusted just right, the window was opened a crack, the curtains fluttered silently, and the soft light shone in the room. What was even more unbelievable was that Shang Zhiyu was in his room.

Hey, if only he wasn't so uncomfortable all over now.

For several days in a row, Shang Zhiyu would always show up and always point the camera at him. This was originally arranged by him, but he tried his best not to look or approach him. In fact, it took him quite a lot of energy. He can have nothing else to do, but once the scene is over, there is a thought in his heart that he can't stop, so he has to shut himself in the room and try to avoid disturbing Shang Zhiyu, Shang Zhiyu is soft If he couldn't help but expose his nature for a while, he might never be able to get close to him again.

He can do whatever he wants with anyone, but only with Shang Zhiyu, his prudence and patience can be seen at a glance.

The physical discomfort made his mind dizzy, and the fact that Shang Zhiyu was in his room made him excited and frightened, and he must not touch him, which became the only sentence Zhuang Xifeng desperately warned himself that night.