tidal lock

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thump.

dong dong.

From the summer when I was 14 to the winter when I was 24, whenever you call my name, joy will overflow from my chest.

Like a can of Coke that has been opened, it will pop out in large quantities when shaken slightly, the bubbles will break in the air, and the sweetness will spread out.

I raised my eyes and looked at you quietly, but my heart was already boiling.

This is a heartbeat secret that no one knows.

The icy snowflakes melted into snow water on the eyelashes, Ye Xi lowered his eyes, and the crystal drops of water slid down.

"Is my name so difficult to say?"

"Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao Zhou Yichao..."

Fearing that the other party's loud chanting would call back all the girl's fans, Ye Xi stood on tiptoe and covered Zhou Yichao's lips, the soft touch spread in the palm of his hand, Ye Xi hurriedly withdrew his hand like a frightened rabbit.

The cold touch made Zhou Yichao frown quickly, Ye Xi lowered his head guiltyly, but was firmly embraced by the shoulders, stepped back and turned half a circle, and was led back by the other party.

Zhou Yichao raised his chin and raised his voice to a group of security personnel not far away——

"This is my person, please let me go next time."

Ye Xi raised his head with his eyes wide open, and was just about to defend himself when Zhou Yichao hugged him tighter.

"Zhou Yichao, I don't..."

"It's easy to call me by my name now, why didn't you call me just now?"

Being looked up and down by several pairs of eyes, Ye Xi's ears and cheeks buried in the scarf were dyed with embarrassment. Zhou Yichao glanced down at the rattling paper bag, raised his eyebrows and said——

"For me? Ah—"

The eyes that looked at him suddenly became more ambiguous.

Ye Xi wished he could throw the bag on the face of Zhou Yichao who was waiting to be fed, and then quickly disappeared.

"what--"

Zhou Yichao opened his mouth and moved closer, the line from the neck to the collarbone under the school uniform was straightened, Ye Xi put the straw into the cup with a red neck, and handed it to Zhou Yichao who kept urging him.

"It's delicious. Buy me brown sugar pearl milk tea when you come next time."

Zhou Yichao weighed the umbrella in his hand, and smiled in the falling snow.

"It's a service fee for holding an umbrella."

His good intentions turned out to be beaten up, and Ye Xi choked his throat. He immediately freed his arms, threw the bag in Zhou Yichao's arms, turned his head and walked back.

Ye Xi buried his face in the scarf and walked quickly to the crossroads, ignoring the people chasing after him who insisted on holding an umbrella for him, and directly beckoned to stop a taxi.

The doorknob was completely covered by the baggy school uniform, Ye Xi raised his head and glared at Zhou Yichao who prevented him from getting into the car.

"I still have a bowl to wash, please let me go."

Zhou Yichao stuffed the umbrella into Ye Xi's hand, and after losing the cover, all the snowflakes fell on his upright body.

The school uniform was already flimsy, not to mention Zhou Yichao's left shoulder was already wet by the wind and snow.

Ye Xi shrouded the umbrella over the heads of the two of them again, and raised his voice unconsciously because of his annoyance.

"You still had a fever yesterday, didn't you know that!"

Ye Xi tore off the scarf around his neck, stuffed the umbrella into the opponent's left hand holding the paper bag, and raised his arm to wrap the soft fabric with his own body temperature around the opponent's exposed neck.

The hand that was busy tying knots was held by another hand with sharp joints, and it didn't stop until it was pressed against the other's warm face. night.

"I lied to you."

"I'm not thinking about milk tea, I just want to see you."

The honking of the car and the roaring voices of people were stripped from the world, the vibration from the chest was louder than the loudest, and the heat began to climb from the palm of the hand.

The night is getting darker.

The driver rolled down half of the window, and asked the two people standing motionless on one side——

"The young lovers are arguing? Are you going to leave?"

Ye Xi withdrew his hand as if waking up from a dream, and stumbled to report the address of the villa to the driver.

"It's too far away, don't go. You should take the next car, young man."

A neat refusal.

The taxi turned around and left, Ye Xi bent his index finger back to touch his palm, inexplicably so cramped that he couldn't even speak.

"You, your coat..."

"At my agent's place."

"oh oh."

Ye Xi nodded slightly, raised his hand unnaturally and pulled the crooked scarf around Zhou Yichao's neck.

"Let's go back to the studio first. The school uniform has to be returned to the props team. I'll take you back."

"okay."

Ye Xi nodded, followed Zhou Yichao and walked back.

Hand, did not let go.

Zhou Yichao went to the inner room to change clothes, while Ye Xi was waiting outside the studio with a caramel macchiato, and a puff of smoke rushed towards him.

Ye Xi saw Xu Tong's slightly squinted eyes behind the smoke, and nodded politely.

"Hello."

Xu Tong didn't speak, but his gaze was piercing. Ye Xi turned his eyelashes, and then looked at Zhou Yichao who said goodbye to the staff present politely.

Xu Tong curled his lips slightly, and extinguished the burning spark in his hand.

Zhou Yichao propped himself up in the middle of the back seat, leaning lazily towards himself.

"what--"

The half of the neck under Mo's hair came into his eyes, and Zhou Yichao stared at the paper bag in his hand purposefully, and leaned closer to him and lowered his head slightly.

Xu Tong's eyes clearly looked in his direction on the rearview mirror.

Ye Xi grabbed Zhou Yichao's hand and stuffed the cup into it. He lowered his head and took out his phone to open an app without even looking at it.

The cracks on the screen evenly split his restless pupils.

Zhou Yichao held the cup and leaned back against the back, opened his mouth to bite on the straw, unconsciously brushed the back of his right hand with his left fingertips, turned his head to look out the car window——

"Brother Tong, please stop the car."

Zhou Yichao took out the mask from his pocket, pushed down the brim of the hat, opened the car door and walked into a shop selling mobile phones on the side of the road.

Less than 2 minutes after entering the door, a surprised female voice came clearly from the storefront.

Xu Tong put the half of the cigarette that he extinguished earlier behind his ear, and threw the camera on the co-pilot to the back seat.

"have a look."

The photos of Zhou Yichao and himself embracing shoulders, making intimacy, and holding hands outside the studio are like flipping through a picture album, replayed frame by frame in slow motion in the camera.

Ye Xi's hand pressing the button trembled slightly, and the corner of his eye glanced to the passenger seat——

The camera above is much more than just one.

"I admit that you are indeed very photogenic."

The corners of Xu Tong's mouth raised, he turned around and put his arms on the back of the chair, his index finger stroked the cigarette pinned behind his ear extremely slowly.

"That's probably why my boss and I were arguing about the last position we debuted with six years ago."

Ye Xi suddenly raised his head, his pupils dilated unconsciously.

Finally understand-

The real reason why Zhou Yichao came to him in six years.

Ye Xi clenched the camera in his hand, trying hard to suppress the backlog of mourning in his chest.

The so-called miracle.

It really never happened to me once.

Xu Tong took the camera away from Ye Xi's hand, turned around and ignited the cigarette behind his ear to his mouth.

On the right side of the car window, Zhou Yichao just came out of the shop next to him.

The disgusting smell of smoke entered his nostrils, Zhou Yichao frowned immediately, turned back from the back seat of the car, and knocked on the driver's window with the bag.

Guilty, pitiful, or unbearable.

No matter what it is, it is enough to delay yourself several times.

The surrounding air became thinner, and an invisible suffocation choked his throat.

I can't breathe.

So painful.

Xu Tong glanced at the trembling man in the back seat, rolled down the car window with a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled at Zhou Yichao.

The next moment, Ye Xi in the back seat pushed open the car door and fled.

"leaf!"

Zhou Yichao started to catch up with him, but Xu Tong, who didn't want to be in the driver's seat, suddenly pushed hard on the back of his neck. Zhou Yichao was pulled down by his clothes, and his shoulder hit the car door firmly.

"open!"

Xu Tong lowered his gaze to Zhou Yichao's angry eyes, and said word by word with a volume that only two people could hear——

"I warned you from the beginning, you can't save him."