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The author has something to say: Zhou Yichao: I want to be kissed by my wife (cough seems a bit fast) hug and hold high

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All likes start with exceptions.

For example, fingertips will always unconsciously scan the books on his bookshelf; eyes will always unconsciously look at the position where he is sitting; nose will always involuntarily catch the residual smell where he passes.

The heart seems to be malfunctioning, and everything related to him can stir up waves.

It starts from the beating of the heart inside and ends with the heat that pervades the whole body.

A simple eye contact can be exchanged for a breathless stagnation.

It's like throwing a stone into the calm water, and the previous peace no longer exists.

Invisible to the naked eye, the anomaly continues to penetrate deep inside.

People will become mature.

One of the signs of maturity is being silent.

Ye Xi was wearing an apron, quietly looking at Zhou Yichao who opened his padded jacket without saying a word, and was lying on the floor of the entrance as soon as he entered the door.

After confirming that the other party was still conscious, Ye Xi decisively turned around and left with the spatula in hand.

After all, mature adults pick themselves up from where they fall.

The plain white shrimp, golden rice, sweet corn and green peas collide with each other in the pot, and the strong aroma is overflowing.

Fried rice out of the pan.

Ye Xi turned off the fire, brought supper to the table, and after washing the pots and pans, there was still no movement in the entrance.

Reaching out to take off the apron, Ye Xi wore Zhou Yichao's newly bought slippers and went to the entrance to pick up someone.

"Didn't you send a message saying that today's scene has finished filming early and you will come back for supper? Why are you lying down?"

Ye Xi squatted down and lifted Zhou Yichao's right arm around his neck, and put his arms around his shoulders to set him up. Who knew that the one lying on the ground didn't play cards according to common sense. After standing up, he immediately hugged him come over.

Ye Xi's already thin body was pushed by this pounce, and he immediately tilted his body and fell backwards. The moment he hit the wall, the back of his head and back were respectively protected by the two thick sleeves of the padded jacket.

The skin was rubbed against the cold nose, Ye Xi leaned against the wall and was wrapped into Zhou Yichao's embrace, with a fluffy head on his neck.

"I'm so tired."

thumping.

"I don't want to leave."

pounding.

"You take me in."

Pounding.

It is obvious that the beating of the neck pulse becomes stronger and stronger.

Ye Xi stretched out his hand to the opponent's armpit, clamped it and pushed back, forcibly pulling himself away before being discovered.

"It's not a few steps away...Supper is getting cold."

A faint blush appeared on Ye Xi's cheeks, and he lowered his eyes to catch the soft fabric, his eyes couldn't catch a clear spot because of the strong reaction of his heart.

"Remember to bring in the things at the door."

The shadow that enveloped him disappeared, Ye Xi raised his head, and subconsciously reached out to touch the artery on the side of the neck.

Still jumping fast.

Must calm down as soon as possible.

Ye Xi patted his cheeks twice, and decided to temporarily divert his attention——

A bunch of beautifully packaged blue baby's breath came into view.

Almost instantly, Lin Xue's blurry silhouette at the door of Zhou Yichao's hotel room on the hot search came into his mind.

The heat faded instantly.

Ye Xi picked up the bouquet and stiffly walked into the living room.

Zhou Yichao took off his cotton clothes and was washing his hands by the sink.

"This bunch of stars..."

"Because you brought it in, it's yours."

Zhou Yichao, who turned his back to him, picked up a spoon and scooped up a large spoon full of fried rice. The pink and tender shrimp looked very delicious under the light.

Ye Xi slowly carried the bouquet into his arms, went to look through the transparent glass vase in the cabinet beside him, the corners of his lips raised silently.

Ye Xi finished packing the blue baby's breath, picked up the bow tie on the bouquet and tied it to the mouth of the bottle, and asked Zhou Yichao——

"Did you buy it on the way back?"

"It's a pity to throw away the item group."

The finished bow is pulled tightly.

Ye Xi turned around expressionlessly, grabbed the bowl from Zhou Yichao's palm, sealed it with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

"Aren't you tired? Rest early, and you have to film tomorrow."

Ye Xi turned around and went upstairs, and after a while, the bedroom door slammed open.

The baby's breath downstairs and the unwrapped wrapping paper were left alone on the cabinet.

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Yichao had already left to go to the filming crew.

Ye Xi took a sip of hot milk with his misty eyes open, and poked open the phone screen with his slender fingers.

Top searched, Zhou Yichao bought flowers late at night.

The second most searched, Zhou Yichao is suspected to be in love.

Ye Xi put down his cup and clicked on Hot Search, and saw Zhou Yichao wearing yesterday's open beige padded jacket, from entering the flower shop to going out with a baby's breath.

Props group fart.

Ye Xi immediately placed the vase swept aside to the brightest position of the sun.

The third hot search is Zhou Yichao and Lin Xue.

A trumpet picked up a lot of details about the relationship between Zhou Yichao and Lin Xue, and claimed that Zhou Yichao's quick and crisp public relations had been prepared in advance to cover up the fact that the two were in love.

Ye Xi rolled up the wrapping paper and threw it into the trash can under his feet, and went upstairs with the milk head without looking back.

So the keyboard in Zhou Yichao's bedroom suffered the whole morning.

At that time, the studio where Zhou Yichao was located was completely silent.

Xing An sat in front of the camera, half-pulled and pushed the cigarette in his hand from the cigarette case, back and forth for 5 minutes.

Zhou Yichao had been NG sitting in front of the camera five times, and his fingers under the coat had already lost their color.

Wrapped in a military overcoat, Xing An got up, pulled out the cigarette between his fingers, and captured the subject with sharp eyes through the lens.

"go out."

Zhou Yichao stood upright against the wall of the smoking room, while Xing An in front of him exhaled slowly, squinted his eyes in the hazy white smoke, and looked at the tense child beside him.

"Argued with the customer service of the off-site helpline?"

The phone in his trousers pocket vibrated, and Xing An glanced down at the trending screenshots sent by the assistant director, and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Yichao, who was obviously blank-minded.

"You obviously sent flowers?"

Zhou Yichao's eyes darkened, and a sigh overflowed from his mouth unconsciously.

Xing An turned his head to take a puff of cigarette, while Zhou Yichao was the first to break the silence in this corner with his throat rolling amid the occasional wind blowing outside.

"Why did you choose me?"

Xing An's hand holding the cigarette paused, his gaze fell into the distance, and some invisible and heavy things were slowly pressing down with the shaking off of the cigarette ash.

"You're a lot like him, but completely different."

The white breath from Zhou Yichao's mouth stopped abruptly.

"I hope this story has a happy ending."

The flickering sparks in the wind were extinguished, and Xing An put the remaining cigarettes back into the cigarette case, revealing half of the Buddha string on the wrist bone.

The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-term resentment, not being able to ask, not being able to let go.

Zhou Yichao met Xing An's eyes filled with stories behind the smoke, and lowered his gaze with his fist against his lips.

"Although it is very inappropriate, can I cough now?"

"..."

The last scene is the last shot in the whole movie.

The character played by Zhou Yichao didn't know the truth that the other party loved him deeply at the end, so he rushed to the airport desperately, and finally grabbed the wrist bone on the suitcase.

The moment Xing An yelled the beginning, Zhou Yichao ran wildly in the airport hall.

The role played overlaps with myself six years ago.

Except for Xu Tong, no one knew how crazy he was when he ran along three streets.

"You can't save him."

The self who just got his debut spot and has nothing to like, can't catch Ye Xi whose family went bankrupt overnight.

Lost to the huge gap in reality, the self who was defeated in an instant, gritted his teeth and climbed up desperately for six years, lost all the news of the other party as if punished.

——I hope this story has a happy ending.

If he had pushed away Xu Tong who was standing in front of him.

If you know that it was the last time six years ago.

With red eyes, Zhou Yi grabbed Lin Yang's hand on the suitcase, closed his eyes, held the other's face in his arms, and kissed him with tears.

"Card! Finish!"

The whole crew cheered briefly and loudly. Tears rolled down Zhou Yichao's cheeks. Lin Yang took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and handed it out, smiling lightly.

"The final riff was brilliant."

"Thank you senior."

Zhou Yichao took it and bowed to Lin Yang, and spread the handkerchief completely and pressed it on his face.

At the wrap-up banquet that night, Xing An sat down next to Zhou Yichao and deliberately passed the unfinished cigarette in the smoking room under his nose. Zhou Yichao coughed violently after a while, and all the leading actors They all laughed.

When the show ended, Xu Tong went to the toilet.

Zhou Yichao took out his mobile phone and unlocked it successfully, and immediately logged into his social account.

Ye Xi huddled under the quilt and leaned against the soft pillow, staring at the half-open bedroom door, listening carefully to the movement downstairs, rubbing his still swollen stomach.

In order for Zhou Yichao to have no supper, Ye Xi ate up the bowl of fried rice that he confiscated yesterday in addition to his normal dinner.

After waiting for a whole day, the rapid public relations speed after the last time the photo was released was like being eaten by a dog, and there was no movement for the whole day.

The comment section has been turned upside down.

Ye Xi took out the second Jianwei Xiaoshi tablet of the day and put it in his mouth. Because of the mental and physical torture, the sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

The ringtone of special attention rang, Ye Xi turned on the phone, and Zhou Yichao's real-time update appeared in front of him——

Just finished work, single, don't bother.

Just seven words, crisp and neat.

Replies quickly appeared in the comment area.

My brother is still working so late, pay attention to rest (love)!

Don't hype the marketing account!Our brother is the best!

Ye Xi curled his lips, got up and went to the bathroom downstairs, washed his hands and came back to turn on his phone. Wechat showed that he had received a new message.

Zhou Yichao: Are you asleep?

Ye Xi poked subconsciously on the dialogue bar with his fingertips, regretted it the moment he finished pressing it, quickly canceled it, and received the second new message tonight.

Zhou Yichao: The flowers are not from the prop group, I apologize.

Ye Xi pulled the quilt upwards, pressed the dialogue box again, and then clicked Cancel.

A third message followed.

Zhou Yichao: (Poor) Maybe the bowl of fried rice that was confiscated last night is still there?

Ye Xi took the stomach and digestion tablets in the bedroom, and typed——

Ye Xi: Be with it.

Zhou Yichao: Inputting——

Ye Xi hugged the phone and waited for a full 2 ​​minutes, but the screen was still typing.

Just as the phone screen was about to go dark, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs, and a new message from Zhou Yichao arrived——

Help.

Attached is a piece of the porch of the lying corpse.

Ye Xi smiled, threw off the quilt and ran out of the bedroom barefoot——