I, Sand Sculpture Shou, fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

Xie Qixing has picked up a new novel these days and is very busy.

It was already late at night when he got home from get off work, even if he was a night owl, Jia had already fallen asleep, and the only thing that greeted him was a small lamp in the living room that He Jia had left for him.

Xie Qixing rubbed the center of his brows, thinking that after this task is completed, he must spend a few days at home with He Jia.

The staff who were preparing over there waved to Xie Qixing, indicating that he could start filming.

Xie Qixing nodded, and walked that way, but the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. Xie Qixing saw the word He Jia on the screen, and a smile could not help but appear from the corner of his mouth.

"what happened?"

He Jia always had a smile in his voice, and he asked, "Are you busy?"

"Well, it's getting ready for filming now."

He Jia said "Oh": "Then I won't waste time, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll learn it and make it for you."

Xie Qixing was silent for a moment.

Is this day finally coming, and He Jia is finally going to poison himself?

But Xie Qixing still answered He Jia's question: "I want to eat dumplings."

"Okay!"

He Jia readily agreed: "That's it for now, I won't bother you anymore, work hard."

Xie Qixing said "um" and hung up the call with He Jia, then walked towards the staff.

Xie Qixing actually has a very deceptive face, star-like eyes, and light-colored thin lips. When there is no expression, it will give people the illusion of "this person is super cold".

Especially in the past two days, Xie Qixing was always frowning, so that all the staff present did not dare to speak to him.

But now Xie Qixing looks different, his whole person is suddenly soft and messy, to the point of being unbelievable.

In an instant, the staff came up with the idea that Xie Qixing is an easy-going and good person.

So the staff talked to him: "Mr. Xie, who called? I'm in such a good mood."

Xie Qixing glanced at him and said nothing.

The staff immediately regretted their recklessness.

He was about to apologize cowardly, but he heard Xie Qixing answer his question briskly: "My boyfriend is calling."

Staff: "...huh?"

Xie Qixing raised his eyebrows: "He also said that he will make dumplings for me when I get home from get off work."

staff member:"……"

He looked at the man in front of him whose expression was full of childish showing off, and was suddenly speechless.

Mr. Xie, I didn't expect you to be like Mr. Xie!

At 02:30 in the morning, Xie Qixing finally finished filming the content of the whole day today.

Everyone dragged their tired bodies and prepared to go home.

Xie Qixing stood in the crowd and looked around, someone noticed his movement: "Looking for someone?"

Xie Qixing nodded, and the people around him stopped involuntarily, wanting to know who Xie Qixing would be looking for.

But I saw Xie Qixing walking towards a staff member in the corner, he stood in front of the staff member, with the corner of his mouth curled up: "Good night."

The staff member raised his head and saw that it was Xie Qixing, he was taken aback for a moment, and replied "good night".

The crowd of onlookers looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

The next second I heard Xie Qixing say: "I'm going back to eat dumplings."

staff member:"……"

childish!

After Xie Qixing left, the gossip crowd came up one after another and asked the staff member what Mr. Xie meant.

The staff couldn't laugh or cry, remembering Xie Qixing's brisk footsteps, and finally decided to keep Xie Qixing's childish secret for Xie Qixing.

When Xie Qixing came home, what he saw was He Jia sitting at the dining table, dozing off with his chin propped on his hand.

There was a bowl of steaming dumplings in front of him.

Xie Qixing closed the door gently, but the movement still woke up He Jia. He Jia turned around and saw Xie Qixing, with a big smile on his face immediately.

Xie Qixing washed his hands and sat in front of the dining table, looking at the dumplings in the bowl, he picked one up with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, the fresh aroma of the dumplings immediately filled his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" He Jia asked.

"Delicious." Xie Qixing raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked He Jia: "You made this? When did you become so good?"

He Jia laughed a little embarrassedly: "Actually not, I really couldn't pack it, so I went to the supermarket to buy a bag."

Xie Qixing: "..."

He Jia pointed at the dumpling: "Eat it quickly, and go to take a shower and sleep after eating. This is the most expensive dumpling in the supermarket. It costs more than 50 yuan a bag. If I don't feel sorry for you, I would not be willing to buy it."

Xie Qixing paused when he went to pick up the dumplings, then raised his head and looked at He Jia with sparkling eyes: "What did you say?"

He Jia: "Right? You can't believe it, right? A bag of dumplings costs 50 yuan. When I was young, the dumplings were only a dozen yuan!"

Xie Qixing: "..."

He rubbed his eyebrows worriedly: "He Jia, sometimes I wish I could take you for an IQ test."

He Jia chuckled: "Come on, I know what you want to hear, I just love you, your boy doesn't love your father or mother, I don't love you, who will love you?"

Xie Qixing pursed his lips and looked at He Jia with a smile, feeling a little hot in his eyes.

He Jia stretched out his hand to pinch Xie Qixing's face: "I remember that day in that big hot spring, your eyes were staring at me with red eyes, which made my heart twitch... Besides, you are moved, you are moved, Remember to wash the dishes after eating."

Xie Qixing was stunned for a moment, then said slowly: "Actually, I was in the big hot spring that day, my eyes were red... it was smoked by the water vapor."

He Jia: "..."

When Xie Qixing came out of the shower, it was already dawn, and He Jia couldn't bear it anymore and already lay down to sleep. Xie Qixing stood by the bed and looked at He Jia's sleeping face for a while, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and then lay down on the bed. On the vacant side of the bed, he embraced He Jia from behind.

He Jia turned his hands around in a daze, and rubbed Xie Qixing's hair.

Xie Qixing's heart beat faster - although, when he was with He Jia, his heart beat was always faster than usual.

Xie Qixing put his face on He Jia's shoulder, feeling that he loved him so much.