The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Rong Qian was puzzled by Ban Zhun's question.

He didn't know if it was his own thinking, or Ban Zhun's brain circuit was different from ordinary people.

In any case, Ban Zhun has no reason to ask him such a question on this occasion.

In a daze, Rong Qian didn't notice that his hands were still resting on Ban Zhun's waist, and even carelessly rubbed the hem of Ban Zhun's waist because of the problem in his mind.

With lingering fear, Ban Zhun looked back at the hands clasped behind his waist, licked his lips, and reminded Rong Qian nervously:

"The dance is over, you can let me go."

Only then did Rong Qian come to his senses, quickly let go of the arm around Ban Zhun's waist, and deliberately took half a step back as if to draw a line with Ban Zhun.

Ban Zhun raised his hand in embarrassment and scratched his itchy auricle, which made his fair and small earlobe slightly red. Instead of looking at Rong Qian, he turned around and bowed slightly to the guest seats, expressing his gratitude for their thunderous applause. .

No one could see the beating heart in Ban Zhun's chest.

Isn't this over? In order to humiliate him and make him dance in public, Rong Qian was willing to use 800 million for charity.

Unexpectedly, in Rong Qian's heart, he would rather spend money than kill him and then quickly.

Rong Qian didn't know what Ban Zhun was struggling with at the moment, so he just glanced at him across the crowd, then turned around and left with Nian Anton.

Hu Peng and Qi Ji had already exchanged their contact information and asked people to wait for him in the car first. As soon as he turned around, he saw Ban Zhun who was still standing there with his head bowed in thought.

In these past dinner games, Ban Zhun has always been a hunter, and he has never completely subverted his previous image like tonight, becoming the prey in the eyes of everyone.

Hu Peng originally discovered that after his friend had a car accident, he looked a little different from before.

Originally thought that teasing Ban Zhun to come out to play would help his physical and mental health, but Ban Zhun's current state seems to be even more stupid.

"Zhun..."

Hu Peng and Gou You looked at each other, walked up to Ban Zhun and patted him on the shoulder, and said tentatively: "I failed to save you, are you angry?"

Maybe Ban Zhun really doesn't like this kind of life in the game world.

If this is the case, then when he gets along with each other in the future, he really needs to be more cautious and not touch Ban Zhun's minefield.

Seeing the hesitant expression on Ban Zhun's face, Hu Peng felt guilty from the bottom of his heart.

He brought the man, but Ban Zhun was wronged.

"It's not guaranteed. I'm not a criminal. I just saw the names of other people in the cardboard box. Everyone has a share. It's just that I'm 'lucky'."

Ban Zhun came back to his senses, smiled and folded his hands together, rubbed them lightly, and then breathed into his palms, as if he was very cold.

Seeing this, Gou You quickly smoothed things over, jumped up and hugged Ban Zhun's cold shoulders and rubbed him:

"That is, if someone like Lao Hu is drawn up, Xiao Rong will definitely take back the donated money, and won't give it to him if he tears up one by one."

Hu Peng patted Gou You on the head, and nodded to Gou Dong who was waiting for his son to come home, "Uncle, I'll take Ah Zhun home first, you two, be careful on the road, drive slowly."

Hearing Gou Dong's answer with a smile, Hu Peng turned around and grabbed Ban Zhun's arm, half supporting him and half embracing him, and walked out of the banquet hall:

"Go, take you home."

The two of them grew up together, so naturally he was the only one who knew what was going on with Ban Zhun's physical condition, so he would never leave Ban Zhun alone here after he brought him out.

Ban Zhun bid farewell to Gou You, sat in Hu Peng's passenger seat, turned his head and smiled and nodded to Qi Ji who took the initiative to chat with him, then put on his seat belt in a proper manner, and looked ahead quietly.

Then, Ban Zhun followed the increasingly blurred scenery in his vision, and vaguely saw Rong Qian walking out of the banquet hall.

Hu Peng stood outside the car and fought and quarreled with Gou You for a long time before returning to the driver's seat after watching Gou You disappear from sight, ready to start the car to send Ban Zhun home.

When his gaze fell directly in front of him, Hu Peng suddenly let out an "hey" and raised his chin to signal Ban Zhun, "Isn't that kid brought by Nian Anton...uh, the one who danced with you just now?"

Before Ban Zhun could say anything, Hu Peng continued to complain:

"Stinky boy, it's not a good thing."

He was still resenting Rong Qian's seeming disdain for Ban Zhun, and the resentment on his face was unbearable.

When Ban Zhun heard Hu Peng mention Rong Qian, he confirmed that he was right, and bowed his head guiltyly:

"Ah? Is that so? I can't see it, um... go home and take a shower and then go to bed."

Hu Peng spat in his heart, secretly hated himself for being cheap and hurt Ban Zhun's wound, and hurriedly rescued him, "Hey, no wonder, it's not that kid, I misread."

Ban Zhun pursed his lips and said nothing.

On the way to send Ban Zhun home, he passed the residence where Hu Peng often stays recently. He parked the car in the garage and signaled Qi Ji to enter the house to make the next preparations:

"I'll take Ah Zhun home first, and you can clean it up."

People in the circle who have worked hard to climb up have long lost the sense of shame that ordinary people should have. Even in front of Ban Zhun, who is also an artist, Qi Ji didn't feel ashamed at all. He just smiled and took the key from Hu Peng's hand, Politely said something to the attendant, and then went upstairs quickly.

Hu Peng changed the car, and there was a gift for Ban Zhun on it, so he didn't want to move it around, so he just asked the legged general Ban Zhun to sit in that car instead.

The black supercar drove onto the main road. Hu Peng usually drives racing cars, but now he was driving on the crawling lane, and he was very leisurely.

Therefore, I had some free time to lean on the back of the chair and chat with Ban Zhun. I was worried that Ban Zhun would feel very bored because he couldn't see things clearly:

"Ah Zhun, ever since I saw that child tonight, I always feel like I've seen him somewhere else besides tonight... Tsk, where is it..."

Ban Zhun licked his lips, "Maybe it's the public face."

After speaking, Ban Zhun himself felt that he was not convincing.

If Rong Qian was the face of the public, all living beings would really be little mud balls thrown by the Nuwa Empress.

Sure enough, Hu Peng shook his head and retorted, "With such a popular face, there are not many people in the whole country, hey, but why can't I remember it..."

Ban Zhun knew why Hu Peng couldn't remember.

When we met in the hospital last time, Rong Qian's face was also injured like him, and because of the injury and the downfall of his family, Rong Qian's mental state and appearance were not very optimistic at that time, and he even looked a little gloomy.

So at that time, Rong Qian only glanced back at Hu Penggouyou and the others on the hospital bed, it was really hard for people to remember that he was the well-dressed boy at the banquet tonight.

Hu Peng fell into his own thinking pattern and couldn't extricate himself.

The behavior of throwing 800 million yuan was a bit too abrupt for the young man who looked extremely indifferent from head to toe.

Unless it is a biological brother who does not allow others to bully, or... a lover who is worried about grass growing on his head?

Otherwise, throwing out 800 million casually, there seems to be no other reason to explain this behavior except that the brain is sick.

"Ah Zhun, let me tell you something, I feel... that kid seems to be interested in you, but his personality is really cold."

After Wenwen, Ban Zhun heard words that made his hair stand on end again, and it was from Hu Peng's mouth.

Ban Zhun swung his hand on the back of Hu Peng's neck, sullenly reprimanded:

"You're fucking drinking fake wine."

"In order to send you home, Young Master Ban, I haven't even touched a single drop of alcohol..." Hu Peng sighed aggrievedly, "I ended up being so wronged by you that I can't even say a few words of my own opinion, Zhun, you It really has changed."

"Go ahead and stop mumbling."

Ban Zhun fastened his seat belt and turned his face to look out the window.

After a while, Ban Zhun turned around again, swallowed his saliva, and tested Hu Peng's tone:

"Hey, Hu, I want to ask you a question."

Hu Peng glanced at him, with a proud expression: "No one covers your mouth."

Still hold grudges.

Because of his attitude, Ban Zhun's mood immediately relaxed a lot: "I want to ask you, if I marry him, will you and Ayou object?"

He has a very close relationship with Hu Peng, so if he can't be separated from Rong Qian in the short term, I believe he will be discovered by Hu Peng soon.

Therefore, the two of them will definitely feel chilled when the time comes. After all, it is not a big deal to hide such a big matter from the two of them.

"You want to go to bed with Ice Cube?"

After Hu Peng was stunned for a long time, he spit out such a sentence suddenly.

Poor Ban Zhun just unscrewed the cap of the bottle of mineral water at hand and put it in his mouth before drinking it, when Hu Peng's words made his hands tremble in fright, and in an instant, half of the bottle of water was poured into his neckline, so cold Ban Zhun gasped.

"...can your mind be a little cleaner?"

Ban Zhun took out a few pieces of paper, pressed them on his neck, and frowned at him.

Hu Peng looked ahead and nodded:

"It doesn't matter who you want to marry..."

Ban Zhun was worried that Hu Peng still had objections to Rong Qian, and seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he leaned sideways on the car door, wiped his soaked neckline, and waited curiously for Hu Peng's next words.

"As long as you can be happy and not be wronged, it's better than anything else, if not, we'll leave."

Hu Peng turned his head and glanced at Ban Zhun with firm eyes, which made Ban Zhun a little moved.

This is the brother he has known for more than ten years. Once upon a time, he promised to put a knife in both sides of his body, willing to go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire for him...

"During the dance, I observed his waist. It's quite vigorous. It should be very resistant. Don't worry about tossing around." Hu Peng said.

Ban Zhun: "..."

Sure enough, you shouldn't have great expectations for what comes out of his mouth.

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When Ban Zhun set off from Hu Peng's house, Rong Qian had already been sent home by Nian Anton.

After arriving home, he quickly took a shower, sat in a chair in the study and stared silently, as if he wanted to smooth out the memory of tonight.

On the way Nian Anton sent him back, he asked with a smile:

"Xiao Qian, it's not easy for you to save money, why are you willing to throw it at him?"

Obviously, he knew Rong Qian's desire to avoid this question, but Nian Anton just wanted to fight Rong Qian, teasing his nephew with evil intentions.

Rong Qian was in a good mood, but he didn't know why.

So he suppressed a smile and said: "There is a lot of money, I want to play around."

The entrance door slammed shut.

I think Ban Zhun is back.

Rong Qian immediately stood up from the chair, and then realized that his behavior seemed too abnormal, and sat back in the original place depressed, doing psychological construction for himself in his heart.

Now this house is where the two of them live together. Even if they are not legal partners but roommates, they are still obliged to go out and check whether the late returner is able to take care of himself.

What if he drank too much, what if he bumped into a corner of the room, if he really crashed somewhere, wouldn't he have to go to the hospital in the middle of the night again?

With this in mind, Rong Qian cleared his throat, as if he was cheering himself up, he turned the doorknob and walked out.

However, after looking around for a week, he did not find Ban Zhun's figure.

What about people.

Behind him came the sound of footsteps so procrastinated that it sounded like he was tired.

Rong Qian looked back.

Sure enough, Ban Zhun had already changed into loose pajamas, his brows and eyes were a little tired, but when he looked at people, there was still a faint smile of alienation at the end of his eyes.

Polite, but also very measured.

Although it was beautiful, Rong Qian somehow resisted such a picture.

The youth he sees should not be the same as what others see.

Ban Zhun was so tired that he could fall asleep standing up, he just wanted to deal with the dirty clothes, and then take a shower and go to sleep, so he slowly looked up at the refreshed boy who had already bathed, quite Admiringly exhorted:

"Go to bed early after taking a bath."

Holding the soaked shirt he just changed in his hand, he walked into the guest bathroom with slippers on, threw the clothes into the washing machine, and while operating the buttons, he said to Rong Qian without turning his head:

"Thank you for helping me out today, otherwise I would be exposed to my predicament by outsiders."

Ban Zhun thought it was a bit funny when he thought about it. In fact, it was really like what Hu Peng said, before the car accident, every party he attended, Ban Zhun attended as a hunter, not as prey. .

Fortunately, Rong Qian rescued him so that he would not make a fool of himself in public.

Regardless of whether this ancestor is kind or malicious, I can't let him lose.

"I'll transfer the money to your card tomorrow, and I'll put it all together and send you 1000 million."

Ban Zhun lowered his head and fiddled with the splint on his right ring finger, focusing on Rong Qian behind him, just waiting for him to return to the bedroom before turning around and going out by himself, avoiding eye contact with him.

After all, no one knows what crooked thoughts this kid is thinking about.

However, Rong Qian, who was standing there in a daze at this moment, could no longer hear any of Ban Zhun's next words.

The words that Ban Zhun just said echoed repeatedly in his mind——

outsider.

In other words, Ban Zhun regarded him... as his wife?

There was a look of horror in Ban Zhun's eyes.

Just now... at the corner of Rong Qian's mouth, he saw a faint...smile?

So fucking scary.Lock the door to sleep tonight.

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After attending the charity dinner, Ban Zhun no longer had the desire to go out to play. He stayed at home with his computer all day long and handled the affairs of the studio remotely, which left Zhen Bujia idle.

However, due to Banzhuo's strong orders, Zhen Bujia didn't dare to rest, and rushed over every day at mealtime to cook for the two of Banzhun.

In his spare time after washing the dishes, Zhen Bujia stayed by Ban Zhun's side, helping him wash a piece of fruit and pour a glass of water from time to time, just like a domestic servant girl.

"Brother Zhun, the group said that there is only the last clip left, I hope you can return to the group sooner, and finish filming as soon as possible."

Seeing that Ban Zhun put down the mouse and took a sip of water, Zhen Bujia hurriedly said something that had been lingering in his heart for many days.

Ban Zhun has also been thinking about the crew recently, and he always feels uneasy about leaving a tail behind. He just wanted to ask Zhen Bujia about his progress these days, but unexpectedly he brought it up on his own initiative.

"I was going to ask you too." Ban Zhun stretched his waist and looked up at the splint on his right ring finger. "The splint on my right ring finger can be removed in a few days, and I can go back to the group at any time."

"Come on, with Brother Zhun's words, I can explain to the crew."

Zhen Bujia took out his mobile phone, stood up from the carpet, and wanted to call the director outside on the terrace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he ran into Rong Qian who came out of the study to pour water.

The young man's eyes were indifferent and sharp, which made Zhen Bujia shrink his neck involuntarily, nodded to him, and then hurriedly escaped from Rong Qian's sight.

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The plot is coming to an end, the male lead played by Ban Zhun and the female lead played by the popular little flower Song Zijiao are about to usher in a happy ending, but before that, there will be a supplementary filming of the heroine's heroine who turns from love to hate. The drama of escape from birth in the hands of the partner.

This is a fire scene, and the blackened male number two is Bai Zhi.

Ban Zhun stood outside the camera screen, watching the actors in the camera show their acting skills with full concentration.

Bai Zhi's eyes were full of heart-shattering hatred, he held the lighter in his hand with a wry smile, and threw it into the gasoline barrel at his feet in despair, intending to die with the heroine, and to be right with Er Ning The ghost couple who are entangled to death.

But of course the barrel is not real gasoline, and the next fire scene is controlled by gas. The staff of the crew are very proficient in this kind of drama, so there is no need for everyone to worry about the operation.

The flames exploded, obscuring the two actors in the shot.

Song Zijiao was a dancer, and her movements were nimble and quick. Seeing the assistant waving at her behind the camera, she turned over and jumped out of the window at the back of the cabin. At the same time, she did not forget to greet Bai Zhi:

"In short, hurry up, there is danger here too."

She didn't hear Bai Zhi's response, and she felt that her safety was the most important thing, so she didn't shout any more, she just thought that the staff must have a sense of proportion, and when the fire was about the same, they would be controlled to stop, and then continue to shoot the next one.

"Card!"

The director was overjoyed, ready to shoot the next segment, "Everyone, take a break, and shoot No.10 scene 15 in [-] minutes!"

The next scene is Ban Zhun's. Just as he was about to respond, a memory from the original book suddenly popped into his mind.

Bai Zhi was seriously injured in the fire scene. Although he was not burned, his arms and legs were hit by the broken beams, and he was forced to lie in the hospital for three months.

During this period, Ban Zhun in the original book went to the hospital aggressively, mocked Bai Zhi lying on the hospital bed, and insulted him as much as possible, so this also imperceptibly prompted Bai Zhi to hate him. Therefore, it became a strong evidence and reason for Rong Qian to retaliate against the class on time in the future.

The fire in the hut was getting bigger and bigger, but everyone present still didn't see Bai Zhi's figure.

"Bai Zhi!"

"Baizhi, can you hear me?!"

"Hear a response!"

"Bai Zhi!"

There was no response from the cabin.

No matter how experienced they were, everyone couldn't help panicking. The originally controllable fire had encountered some inflammable objects, and it was sweeping across the roof in a frantic manner.

The staff went to find water and fire extinguishers one after another, trying to put out the fire with their meager efforts, but no one thought of calling the fire alarm in the panic.

Ban Zhun had just read the plot of the original book in his mind, and naturally he knew exactly where Bai Zhi was about to be injured, and even knew where in the house and which piece of wood hurt Bai Zhi, so at this time, only he Can save Bai Zhi.

"Call the fire department!"

Ban Zhun threw off the heavy overcoat he was wearing, turned around and hurriedly confessed this sentence.

Then, before Zhen Bujia had time to react, he walked forward quickly, grabbed a bucket in the hands of a staff member, poured it all over his head and body, and pulled a wet towel to cover it. At the mouth and nose, he raised his leg and kicked open the door, and the cat crawled in.

"Brother Zhun! Brother Zhun!"

"Hey! Boss Xiaoban! How did Boss Xiaoban get in!"

"Fuck, call someone! Call 119!"

"It's been fought, it's been fought!"

"I | Fuck, what should I do, Mr. Ban has entered, please contact Mr. Ban!"

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When Zhen Bujia saw Ban Zhun going to rescue Bai Zhi in the fire scene, he had no time to be surprised and terrified, and imitated Ban Zhun's actions, grabbed a bucket of water and poured it on his head, and left the place where Ban Zhun disappeared without hesitation. rushed in.

"Brother Zhun! Where are you! Cough cough..."

When he heard Zhen Bujia's voice, Ban Zhun had already found the place where Bai Zhi fainted according to his memory, hugged him tightly, and almost crawled out of the low window of the burnt black wooden house all the way. .

Before Ban Zhun frowned and said a word, surrounded by everyone, he suddenly fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

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When he heard the news, Rong Qian was assisting Nian Anton in Nian's Group to handle official affairs.

After hearing the headline "Ban Zhun suffered a fire on the set and was injured and sent to the hospital" from a staff member who loves gossip news, the pen in Rong Qian's hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Which hospital?"

Rong Qiannian seldom communicates with others, except for technical problems, basically he only plays with the neutered kitten raised in the company.

Seeing that he took the initiative to talk to him, the ecstatic female staff couldn't help showing off:

"Huh? Xiao Rong, you also follow stars?"

"Tell me which hospital."

Rong Qian's knuckles were clenched, and the female staff stammered in fright:

"Sixth, Sixth House."

As soon as the words fell, the tall figure of the young man rushed out of the office door.

The VIP ward of the Sixth Hospital.

"...Brother Zhun, why don't you lie down for a while, and we'll check again later."

Zhen Bujia wandered around Ban Zhun like begging his grandpa to sue his grandma, the dust on his face hadn't been wiped off yet, and he was on the verge of crying.

Ban Zhun stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, carefully wiped the black ash on his forehead with a wet towel, shook his head and refused:

"Real men never look back at explosions."

"Brother Zhun, the studio didn't explode either."

Zhen Bujia raked his disheveled hair and said puzzledly.

Ban Zhun smiled and pointed to Zhen Bujia's hair in the mirror: "I mean your hair exploded."

In order to attract more playmates, Zhen Bujia pays great attention to her image, so her hair is also slightly longer.

However, after being burned by a small piece of fire, the hair on the whole head was slightly curled, matching the complexion of the face, it once made people want to donate to him.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door of the ward, and before the two people standing in the bathroom could react, the door was pushed open with a "bang", and the sound of hitting the wall behind the door made the sleeping Bai Zhi He frowned slightly.

Ban Zhun was still holding a wet towel in his hand, and when he heard the movement, he squinted blankly and looked out of the bathroom door.

It was a good look, and he directly met the anxious Rong Qian.

Tsk, how else can I say that he is the protagonist Gong, when it is time to come, he is not ambiguous at all.

But that's good too, it just allows Rong Qian to see that he didn't persecute Bai Zhi, and even risked his own life to save him from the extremely dangerous fire scene.

"What a coincidence, you also come to the hospital?"

Directly piercing the window paper of the protagonist's attack will make him appear very rude.

After all, even if Rong Qian is standing on Baizhi's bedside table now, and Ban Zhun sees him, he still has to say something like "Wow, what a coincidence, I actually met you here".

This is to preserve the face that Rong Qian needs to be the protagonist.

Ban Zhun was rubbing the dust off his face in the mirror, and from time to time he glanced at Bai Zhi who was still lying on the bed from the mirror.

He inhaled a large amount of dense smoke, and the emergency doctor diagnosed that he had caused a slight inhalation injury and required bed rest with oxygen inhalation.

As for Ban Zhun, except for the dust on his forehead, there was no injury on his whole body.

Rong Qian seemed to be sizing up the young man's body casually, but in fact he had already scoured Ban Zhun thoroughly inside and out.

Seeing no hair... When he looked up and saw Zhen Bujia behind Ban Zhun with an afro head on his face, Rong Qian silently corrected his thoughts.

Possibly...not unscathed.

"Did you come to the hospital for something?"

Hearing Ban Zhun talking to him, Rong Qian froze at the door, turned his head to look at Ban Zhun, and moved his lips slightly:

"worry about you……"

Ban Zhun's face changed, and there was panic in his eyes.

Rong Qian is afraid that he is not really crazy.

Should I take him to the radiology department for an MRI or something?

After realizing what he had said subconsciously, Rong Qian clenched his hands behind his back, patching in a panic:

"I'm worried that after your accident is reported to the news, grandma and the others will be very worried when they see it, so I... Come by and have a look."

Although Rong Qian, he has always been used to being calm, so even when he speaks with nervousness, he is still very calm and calm, full of convincing power.

Ban Zhun breathed a sigh of relief.

If Rong Qian really used the reason of "worry about him" as a prevarication, it means that Rong Qian may have started to set him up.

Just wait for him to dive into their trap, and then turn his whole body to the court to be executed on the spot.

Rong Qian turned around and wanted to leave, but his legs seemed to be stuck in place, and he couldn't move at all.

Ban Zhun saw that Rong Qian seemed to need such a step, so he was not stingy, and directly gave Rong Qian a perfect explanation:

"I want to go home and get some clothes, toiletries and other things for Baizhi. Did you drive here? Can you take me back by the way?"

In this way, after he got home, after packing up the daily necessities that Bai Zhi needed, he lay down and pretended to be dead.

And Rong Qian has enough reasons to come to the hospital and have close contact with Bai Zhi... Hehe.

Hearing that Ban Zhun was still thinking about Bai Zhi until this time, Rong Qian's eyes suddenly darkened.

However, he was really eager to check whether Ban Zhun's body was injured, so he nodded and asked casually:

"You have to make sure that your body has no future problems, otherwise you will faint in my car and cause trouble for me."

Ban Zhun is very satisfied with Rong Qian's answer.

Indeed, only this way of speaking can convince him of Rong Qian's personality.

Hearing this, Ban Zhun wiped his face with a towel again, turned around and stuffed the towel into Zhen Bujia's hand, and said to Rong Qian:

"I'm fine, I can go now, all the checks have been done just now, there is no problem."

Rong Qian frowned slightly, turned around and walked outside.

Ban Zhun blinked at Zhen Bujia: "Take care of Bai Zhi, brother go back to sleep first."

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After confirming that Ban Zhun was fine, Rongqian had a rare high-quality sleep that night, but he still heard the sound of running water coming from the guest bathroom next to the guest bedroom while he was half asleep.

He touched his phone and checked the time, only to find that it was only past two o'clock in the morning.

What is Ban Zhun doing up now?

Want to sneak out to play in the middle of the night?

No, to take care of Bai Zhi?

Before Rong Qian thought that although Ban Zhun was not injured, he was still frightened after going through the fire after all, so when he fell asleep, the quality of sleep might be better than usual, and he would not be easily woken up, let alone insomnia.

But now how to explain the sound of water in the guest bathroom?

Rong Qian lifted the quilt and sat up, ready to go out to see the situation.

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Ban Zhun was tired all day, and should have fallen asleep, but he felt a little insomnia, and even wanted to take care of himself rarely.

With a bathrobe and bath towel between his arms, he half-squatted beside the bed holding his mobile phone that was still charging, opened the browser and searched for the most suitable essential oils for bathing in winter.

"Rose... lavender... rosemary..."

Ban Zhun watched the introduction of various essential oils on the screen word by word, and finally decided to choose rosemary essential oil, which promotes circulation and metabolism, and improves puffiness.

Although he doesn't use it much on weekdays, Zhen Bujia, who is very competent, has always been a caring boy. Not only did he put a share in the master bedroom, but even the guest bathroom, which is not often used by people, has rows of expensive essential oils on display. , just waiting for Ban Zhunfan to use it on a whim one day.

When you take a bath, you should close your eyes and rest without distraction. Holding a mobile phone is not a big deal.

Thinking this way, Ban Zhun stood up directly from the bed, connected the charging cable of the mobile phone, threw it on the bed, and kneaded his numb knees.

After a day of freezing outside, he got into the fire and acted as a firefighter to save someone. He was really tired.

After his whole body was submerged in the water, Ban Zhun let out a long sigh of relief.

The dense heat gradually rises, making it difficult to see things two meters away.

Ban Zhun slowly closed his eyes, and stretched his stiff toes in the water in a relaxed way.

The light on the ceiling of the bathroom flickered suddenly, and Ban Zhun's perception of darkness was quite keen. He opened his eyes almost instantly, and sat up straight from the bathtub.

Looking up at the bathroom light that had returned to normal, he continued to look at it for a while, and found that there was no sign of flickering, so he nestled back to the position just now and continued to lie flat.

He hadn't closed his eyes for less than five seconds when the headlights above his head suddenly flickered continuously, and then went completely dark.

Ban Zhun curled up his legs soaked in the bathtub in fear, put his arms on the edge of the bathtub and tried to find the bathrobe that was on hand before, and then left the bathroom.

The room was pitch black, and the mobile phone was left in the bedroom again. Ban Zhun accidentally stepped on a puddle on the ground, and fell to the ground with a "plop", causing him to pant heavily.

"……hiss."

Ban Zhun got up from the puddle on the ground in a daze, brushed his forehead hair that was splashed by water, and was about to stand up when he heard footsteps coming from the door.

It was Rong Qian who came out.

Ban Zhun looked up in embarrassment in the direction of Rong Qian who was standing at the door of the guest guard.

The sudden power outage made it difficult for Ban Zhun to adapt for a while, so he could only hold on to the things around him that he could use as support.

He found his own bath towel, wrapped it around his waist frantically, climbed onto the bathtub and stood up.

Along the wall, he moved his feet little by little, trying to leave the bathroom with his own strength and return to a place full of security.

In the darkness, Rong Qian grabbed Ban Zhun's waist, pressed his warm palm against the young man's slightly sunken waist, and comforted him in a deep voice:

"It's okay, normal maintenance, I'll call in a while."

Taking advantage of the meager moonlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, Rong Qian quickly got used to the dimness of the furnishings in the house.

Seeing Ban Zhun stretching his arms, his face paler under the bleak moonlight, Rong Qian's heart ached for no reason.

Banjo, who is always indifferent to everything, stares down and eats carrots.

Every time I am outside in the evening, I will be at a loss.

All of this seems to be a matter of course at this moment.

The drenched young man stretched out his hands and groped for his shoulders. Rong Qian continued to stretch out a hand cautiously, trying to touch a support point that would make him feel more at ease.

Those eyes that often seemed to be soaked in water, now...seemed to be tears.

This look has to make people think he looks like a...

"Ban Zhun..."

The answer was already there.

The young man sniffed, raised his hand to wipe away the water stains on his eyebrows, and looked in the direction of Rong Qian, as if waiting for his next words.

Rong Qian's fingertips also curled up slightly, feeling a little afraid of the question he was about to ask:

"...you have night blindness?"

Ban Zhun's wet hair was still dripping down his chin, and his right hand, which was not held by Rong Qian, was firmly pressed on the bath towel around his waist, as if he felt a little ashamed.

But even so, he nodded with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly:

"……Yep."

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: Weaknesses have been mastered by the enemy, I'm going to be in danger

Mrs. Ban: I feel sorry for my wife, and my wife sticks to it

【Woooo so sleepy, good night, good night, babies~】