The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Don't be scared, this is in your own home, no big deal.

Although he has been persuading himself in his heart, Ban Zhun's hands have already become icy cold because of being separated from the warm water source.

He clenched his joints so painfully that he made a chilling sound.

Rong Qian involuntarily stretched out his hand to grab Ban Zhun's wrist, pressed his hand down slightly, let it hang down loosely, then clenched those slightly trembling fingers, rubbing them slowly to keep him warm.

In such an environment, with the two of them in such a tight space, Rong Qian didn't know what to say, nor did he know what he was doing at this time.

"Rong Qian..."

Ban Zhun shrank his fingers awkwardly, but he couldn't see. He didn't dare to let go of Rong Qian's hand at will, for fear that he would fall to the ground because of struggling.

That may make the fall even more embarrassing and miserable.

As soon as he touched the inside of Ban Zhun's slippery wrist, Rong Qian's mouth became uneasy:

"...It's okay, you...I'll bring you the clothes."

"do not!"

Ban Zhun suddenly held Rong Qian's hand back, as if afraid, and was about to follow his fear to send a help signal to the only life-saving straw at this time, but his wrist was clenched again by Rong Qian's warm palm.

It turned out that he didn't intend to let go.

Peeped through the secrets of the enemy.

Rong Qian thought that he should be happy.

But for no reason, my heart was very suffocated.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Rong Qian heard guilt and complaint in his voice.

Why should he feel guilty?

What's more, why complain to Ban Zhun who refuses to tell the truth?

"I...why should I tell you?"

Ban Zhun felt so ashamed that even when he said this, he still kept his head down and didn't dare to face Rong Qian.

Rong Qian paused.

That's right, why did Ban Zhun tell him that the relationship is insoluble in water and fire, if he finds out, he might make a big fuss about it in the media.

After all, no one can be trusted except his own family.

In the distance, some rebellious brother dared to violate the law and discipline in an open manner. Anyway, the sudden sound of fireworks interrupted Rong Qian's thoughts.

The door of the guest bathroom is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

Through the window, it was bright and clean, and the brilliant fireworks fell on Ban Zhun's eyes looking blankly at that place.

He watched the fireworks, Rong Qian stared at his dark pupils.

Rong Qian felt that he still couldn't imagine, but those beautiful eyes couldn't see the distant galaxy in the clear night sky.

As if thinking that he was short-handed, Ban Zhun took the bathrobe that Rong Qian had stretched out his arm, put it on in a hurry, and explained to him slowly:

"I've always been blind and only recently realized I couldn't see..."

Ban Zhun's voice stopped abruptly, and there was a coolness behind him.

He actually lost his guard against Rong Qian, and almost revealed all the secrets buried in his heart.

All the while.

to what extent.

Rong Qian can't imagine the world through the eyes of night blindness patients.

"what does it look like?"

Rong Qian asked.

Ban Zhun stopped tying the belt of his bathrobe, lowered his head and blinked his eyes:

"I don't know what the night looks like in the eyes of normal people. I only know that it is gray here, probably... like..."

He thought a little hard, and his brows, which were still soaked in water, frowned slightly:

"When I was walking under the street lamp, there were lush leaves blocking the light. I couldn't see the shadows on the ground clearly. I couldn't see the leaves, branches, or myself."

Rong Qian listened to him quietly.

"I can't see the lights clearly, just like in a movie theater. I know there are steps, but I just don't know where I will step on it or whether I will step on the air."

So... no wonder when he looked back at the stars, when he looked back again, his eyes did not have the joy of a normal person seeing the stars, but were full of sadness.

No wonder he was in the magnificent exclusive private room, which was brightly lit differently from other rooms.

There was also the scene of Ban Zhun sitting on the ground holding a vase that should have stood by the wall before the Ban family couple came.

Carrots and various eye-protecting foods during hospitalization.

The arrogant and indifferent Banjo often involuntarily reveals his ardent concern.

Is it all because he can't see it?

Ban Zhun didn't know what Rong Qian was thinking, and after he finished speaking to Rong Qian, he confirmed that he had fastened his belt, and then groped for the door frame of the bathroom, trying to walk back to the bedroom with his own strength.

Rong Qian came out in a hurry, and like Ban Zhun, he didn't bring his mobile phone, but he could barely see the display in the room by the moonlight, so he wouldn't let himself bump into the wall with Ban Zhun.

Ban Zhun had just moved half a step when he tripped over the carpet under his feet.

He pursed his lips, feeling even more embarrassed.

Rong Qian couldn't help but press Ban Zhun's slightly hunched shoulders because of discouragement, and hugged Ban Zhun's body from behind his waist, and comforted him:

"At this time, there is no need to be like a cat with fried fur."

Ban Zhun bit his lip hard, endured the discomfort all over his body, and slowly walked forward following the strength of Rong Qian's hand.

For the first time, I can give a person the trust to close his eyes.

And this person turned out to be Rong Qian.

After sitting on the bed and holding the phone, Ban Zhun still couldn't believe what happened to him just now.

When he was confused, he also forgot that he should go to the hospital to take care of Bai Zhi.

Nested in the warm quilt, I closed my eyes tiredly.

.

Early in the morning, Ban Zhun asked the hotel he used to eat to deliver an exquisite breakfast.

It's not that he is so greedy, it's just that he received Rong Qian's help last night. He is a cannon fodder who is in the wrong, so naturally he can't take advantage of the protagonist's attack.

There should be gratitude.

When he came out of the bedroom, Rong Qian immediately saw the figure standing in front of the dining table with his back turned to him, and his heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, it was dawn, and the man put on the invulnerable shell again.

Hearing the movement behind him, Ban Zhun immediately turned his head to greet Rong Qian: "Come and have breakfast, soy milk fried dough sticks with crab roe buns, shrimp dumplings, intestine powder, and millet porridge."

"……so much."

Rong Qian's eyes fell on Ban Zhun's fingertips with two drops of milk, and he walked to the table and said.

"Not too much, not too much, you pick and choose, and I will eat the rest."

Ban Zhun picked up the milk in his hand, raised his head and drank it clean, took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, and said to Rong Qian with a smile:

"I'm going to the hospital to see Bai Zhi in a while, do you want to go together?"

With the kindness last night, Ban Zhun wanted to help this young couple who hadn't made any progress hit a home run earlier.

Rong Qian's hand to get the crab roe bun froze, and looked up at Ban Zhun: "Me?"

Forget about being flirtatious on his own, he still has to drag himself to the hospital to see the two of them, you and me?

Rong Qian suddenly felt unconfident about his position in Ban Zhun's heart.

Obviously at this dining table before, Ban Zhun swears to Zhen Bujia about his touching love for himself. Why is it that not long ago, Ban Zhun seems to have changed his mind, except for Bai Bai? No one can fit it?

Thinking of this, Rong Qian replied coldly: "No."

Ban Zhun thought that his good intentions were abandoned by Rong, so he couldn't say anything, he could only secretly feel sorry for Bai Zhi.

"That's it. I'll go to the hospital in a while. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

I don't know if Rong Qian was very worried in his heart but didn't say anything, or if he didn't show any signs of being moved to Bai Zhi at all.

In short, Ban Zhun saved enough face for him, changed what he wanted Rong Qian to say to Bai Zhi, and changed it to let him tell himself, and then pass on the news to Bai Zhi.

Rong Qian grabbed another crab roe bun and said without raising his head, "Go home early, the days are short and the nights are long."

Ban Zhun had already finished his breakfast before Rong Qian came out of the bedroom.

At this time, he was wearing disposable gloves, carefully picking out the food that Rong Qian didn't even touch with a chopstick, putting it into a lunch box and preparing to take it to the hospital for breakfast for Bai Zhi and the nursing staff, otherwise the table would be wasted Expensive meals.

Ban Zhun quickly put on his coat and left the house.

Realizing that his mood has become a bit bad because Ban Zhun went out, Rong Qian inevitably began to get angry with himself.

Is he crazy?

Rong Qian was not willing to fall into the vortex of messy thoughts, so he also went back to the bedroom, put on the clothes he went out, and left the house to go to Nianshi.

When I came back, it was almost 01:30 in the afternoon.

I have almost learned everything I should learn from my uncle, and I just need to digest it again according to the actual situation when I come back.

After spending more than an hour in the study with headphones on, Rong Qian went directly to the bathroom of the master bedroom to take a shower, planning to go to the gym for a while.

Next to the study in this house, there is a not-so-big fitness room. When Ban Zhun lived alone before, it was quite spacious for him to use alone.

It's just that now that there is an extra dive, Ban Zhun always feels a little awkward. In addition, his legs and feet are just right, and the splint on his hand is also removed, so he dares to touch the equipment again.

During these days, Rong Qian often went to the fitness room to exercise when Ban Zhun was out, thinking that Ban Zhun's legs hadn't fully recovered, so he probably wouldn't go in and out of here recently.

In addition, remembering that Ban Zhun went to the hospital to visit Bai Zhi with a backpack on his back this morning, Rong Qian calculated the time and thought that Ban Zhun would not come back so early, so he changed his clothes, walked to the door of the fitness room and casually turned the doorknob.

When his gaze fell on the person in the room, Rong Qian suddenly stopped, too stunned to speak.

The bare back broke into Rong Qian's sight without warning.

Ban Zhun was half squatting on the ground, with his back to the door, fiddling with something in his hands. He was probably wearing earphones, so he didn't notice the movement behind him at all.

Rong Qian's eyes continued to stay on the black tattoo under the butterfly bone on Ban Zhun's right side.

He had only seen half of it before, but today, under such circumstances, he saw it fully in his eyes.

Those are two letters—

RQ.

Rong Qian is certainly not stupid.

In an instant, I understood which two letters those two letters were the abbreviations of.

The big stone in my heart fell to the ground with a bang.

But I felt a little uneasy.

He knew that Ban Zhun might really like him, but now it was just his wishful thinking after all.

Rong Qian wondered when Ban Zhun would understand the fact that the two of them were absolutely impossible.

But no matter what the species is, when someone like Ban Zhun shows his love, he probably can't be unwavering and unwavering, right?

Rong Qian's heart still inevitably softened a little.

Try not to be so cruel to him in the future.

Just as Rong Qian was struggling in his mind, Ban Zhun had vaguely heard the door closing behind him, and turned to look at him.

"... Rong Qian?"

Ban Zhun asked in surprise.

How come he came into this room.

"...cough, what's the matter?"

Rong Qian saw that Ban Zhun's expression was a little unnatural, so he subconsciously asked.

Ban Zhun stood up, put the wide short sleeves he had put on the chair on his head, casually shook his hands, and replied to Rong Qian:

"It's nothing, I accidentally broke the glass, you stay away from here first, I'm looking for glass shards."

It's all this time, and I still only care about him.

Rong Rong sighed inwardly.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the palm of Ban Zhun's hand that was rubbed lightly with a towel, his breathing suddenly froze, and he frowned and asked:

"What happened to your hand?"

Without raising his head, Ban Zhun threw the blood-stained towel onto the chair, continued to squat down and search for the broken glass that had just been cleaned with his eyes, and his tone of reply to Rong Qian was even slightly irritated:

"It's broken, you go out first, don't pierce you."

His cup was more than 5000, and it suddenly broke, and he felt more distressed than anyone else.

"I'll do it."

Rong Qian leaned over and grabbed Ban Zhun's arm, pulling him up rather forcefully.

"What are you doing? You don't know where it all splashed." Ban Zhun raised his hand to struggle, but found that the strength in Rong Qian's hand could not be shaken at all. He swallowed in surprise, and his tone suddenly became more polite "I can do it myself, so I won't bother you."

"Grandma will think that I haven't taken good care of you."

Rong Qian brought out his trump card.

Sure enough, Ban Zhun immediately became honest, lowered his head and blinked his eyes, as if he was weighing something.

After a while, he finally complied with Rong Qian's strength, stood meekly at the door, and looked down at the boy who was squatting where he had just squatted.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment.

After cleaning up the fitness room, Rong Qian gave Ban Zhun some simple treatment, and drove him back to the bedroom in the name of grandma to rest. He also went back to the bed in the master bedroom, planning to take a good nap.

However, over and over again, the young man's slender and thin white waist, and the beautifully shaped butterfly bone below... two black letters flying freely are always echoing in his mind.

Rong Qian couldn't fall asleep at all.

But even so, Rong Qian had trouble falling asleep last night because he got up to check on Ban Zhun's condition, and later learned of Ban Zhun's condition, so he turned over on the bed dozens of times, and fell asleep with his pillow in his arms.

When he woke up again, Rong Qian searched every room, but he didn't see Ban Zhun again.

Called several times and no one answered.

Surprisingly, Rong Qian was not very angry, and even wanted to prepare dinner and wait for Ban Zhun to come back to eat.

It's not that he has any other thoughts about Ban Zhun, it's just that he doesn't want Ban Zhun to be so pitiful.

With this in mind, Rong Qian insisted on reheating the food twice, but he still didn't wait for Ban Zhun to come home.

In desperation, he thought of Zhen Bujia.

"Mr. Rong, Brother Zhun is talking about business outside. Don't worry, Mr. Rong. I'll send Brother Zhun home safely in a while!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, Zhen Bujia almost shouted.

Rong Qian didn't find that uncomfortable, hung up the phone after saying "um", and ate the cold food on the table in a muffled voice.

When the door knocked, Rong Qian had just taken a shower and was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen.

As soon as the door was opened, Ban Zhun, who was leaning on Zhen Bujia's shoulder and drunk into a puddle, threw himself into Rong Qian's arms.

The drunk person had no time or consciousness to observe the astonishment on Zhen Bujia's face, but hugged Rong Qian's thin waist with a smile, slapped the lower part of his waist, and praised with a smile:

"It's still so warped."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and raised his chin towards Zhen Bujia, "Bujia, reward, reward me."

The slight tingling sensation accompanied by crisp applause made Rong Qian's face suddenly darken.

This man is really...

It's so nasty.

Moreover, why did he drink like this again?

Rong Qian glanced at Zhen Bujia outside the door, who was showing panic, and said lightly: "What are you going to do?"

When Zhen Bujia saw that the person his boss cared about asked about the whereabouts of the two of them, he was so moved that he was about to tell Rong Qian about Ban Zhun's whereabouts this afternoon:

"Mr. Rong, send Brother Zhun back to the room first."

Rong Qian had this intention, and was about to help Ban Zhun back to the bedroom, but when he heard Zhen Bujia speak out before him, and even reached out to touch Ban Zhun, he couldn't help but glanced lightly at him. The hand on the shoulder, the tone is slightly cool:

"Don't I know?"

Zhen Bujia suddenly felt that he was in the extremely cold temperature of Jinghai City, but he felt the biting cold of swimming in the Murmansk Harbor all over his body.

He hastily withdrew his hand, turned around and closed the entrance door, and then, as if presenting an imperial decree, he made a non-physical performance with his hands facing Rong Qian, bowed his back flatteringly, and only said "Our family" ", he can practice the Sunflower Canon.

Zhen Bujia followed Zai Rong into the master bedroom, and babbled that Ban Zhun was doing it for his future career today, and would rather take the director he met recently to dinner despite his physical discomfort.

The way to make friends in the circle is to drink, but this is what Ban Zhun is best at.

So the director was very happy, and his impression of Ban Zhun was much better.

Before Zhen Bujia had finished speaking, he was sensitively aware of Rong Qian's unwillingness to listen any more, hurriedly slipped on his slippers, and offered to leave.

"Okay, Zhen Bujia is gone, you should go back to your room."

When saying these two sentences, the volume of Rong Qian's two sentences is obviously different.

It's as if he doesn't want to say it, but he has to say the last sentence according to the procedure.

Do you have to go back to your room?

Maybe not.

Where to sleep is not to sleep.

Rong Qian discovered that every time Ban Zhun got drunk, he seemed to be contagious.

Let everyone around him become as drunk as him, as if he can no longer follow the rules in his usual life.

Mistakes can also be forgiven.

"Mom," Ban Zhun hugged Rong Qian who was standing by the bed, put his head against his hip, and whispered like a thief, "I'm telling you something, but you must never tell anyone. people."

Rong Qian's body became stiff from his mother's yelling, and before he reached out to straighten Ban Zhun's body, he heard the following.

Suddenly, Rong Qian wanted to hear his secret.

"Well, good boy, tell me, don't tell me."

Rong Qian's voice was extremely gentle, as if imitating Ms. Zhuo Meimei's way of speaking.

But even though he was drunk, Ban Zhun still found that "fucking" seemed different from usual.

He rubbed his eye sockets that were slightly hot from the alcohol, and slowly expressed his doubts:

"Mom, your voice...why is it so weird?"

Rong Qian's face collapsed, and the tips of his ears felt hot, and he said in an unnaturally cold voice:

"If you don't talk, forget it, if you love it, don't talk."

Looking at the secondary posture, you still want him to hold his throat and imitate Mrs. Ban's voice?He doesn't want it.

Unexpectedly, Ban Zhun suddenly smiled in satisfaction, "This is my mother."

At the end, he rubbed Rong Qian's hip again, and asked in a muffled voice, "Mom, why did your shoulders become so big... When you hit my dad, he must have hurt, right?"

Rong Qian: "..."

A good hip joint is described by this drunk as a shoulder bone...

But facing Ban Zhun's persistent questioning, Rong Qian still replied: "It doesn't hurt, I didn't hit him hard."

Ban Zhun nodded reassuringly, "You two can't fight, you will have to worry about me for a long time in the future, so please... take care of your health."

Rong Qian was about to ask Ban Zhun what he wanted to say to his mother, but Ban Zhun directly called the next person, and even changed his posture and position on Rong Qian, and hugged him tightly again:

"Grandma, you should also take care of your health, I want you to live a long life..."

Just when Rong Qian felt that he was going to act out Ban Zhun's family tree all night, Ban Zhun suddenly jumped up, hugged his head, and held Rong Qian tightly in his arms , plausibly said:

"Erhei, you can't regenerate..."

Rong Qian: "...???"

Ban Zhun's former friend with such a fierce name?

Can't regenerate?

Does Ban Zhun have an illegitimate child?

Rong Qian pursed his lips in silence, and continued to listen to Ban Zhun's words:

"Girls should take good care of their bodies. What have marriages brought you? Apart from countless children, only your philandering husband..."

Have you meddled in someone else's marriage?

Rong Qian put his hand on Ban Zhun's shoulder, "Ban Zhun..."

"Go, you scumbag, stay away from our Erhei!"

After Ban Zhun finished speaking, he turned over like a kite, and his whole body was directly lying on Rong Qian's bed, leaving the original owner of this bed with nowhere to go.

In order to avoid his horizontal kick, Rong Qian dodged and stood up from the bedside position, avoiding Ban Zhun's indiscriminate attack under drunkenness.

I thought I had escaped this nightmare, but Ban Zhun's legs were longer than Rongqian originally expected.

The moment he kicked over, Rong Qian could only take two steps back with his fragile good brother speechlessly: "..."

He suspected that Ban Zhun did it on purpose, or even planned it for a long time.

Probably not drunk at all.

"If you wake up, go back to your room."

Rong Qian bent down and pulled Ban Zhun's loose shirt.

"Well...no, this is my room..."

The young man turned over in dissatisfaction, slapped Rong Qian's hand away, and scratched his itchy back impatiently.

The snow-colored back immediately caught Rong Qian's eyes.

At the lower part of the butterfly bone on the right, the two dark letters were chiseled into Rong Qian's eyes without warning.

Rong Qian's pupils shrank slightly.

When he was startled, he didn't notice that Ban Zhun suddenly turned around and raised his leg, curling Rong Qian, who was concentrating on looking down at the tattoo pattern on his body, between his knees, and inserted his slender fingers into Rong Qian's hair, feeling a little proud He giggled:

"Slap the ground quickly and admit defeat."

This level of strength can almost be regarded as a certain degree of insult to Rong Qian in the usual arena.

It was even easier to overturn the force that Ban Zhun had landed on him.

Rong Qian's right hand was raised reflexively the moment it was wrapped around his neck.

However, the hand that was supposed to clamp Ban Zhun's right leg was suddenly lowered, clenched into a fist and pressed against the quilt under him, as if hesitating for something.

Ban Zhun didn't know, but still tried to put on a fierce look, threatening Rong Qian: "If you don't admit defeat, I will..."

Rong Qian seemed to have made a decision.

He stretched his clenched fists, spread his palms flat on the soft quilt, then lifted them up again, and patted Ban Zhun's pillow lightly:

"I lost, I admit defeat."

Although Ban Zhun was drunk, he was very reasonable.

Hearing that Rong Qian had conceded, he chuckled, lifted the leg that was shackling Rong Qian's neck, and kicked Rong Qian's shoulder with a little strength, as if helping him stand up again from the fallen position.

But he couldn't control his strength well, and his other leg accidentally tripped over Rong Qian's hastily raised body.

The soft quilt has no point of support for Rong Qian to support.

He could only watch helplessly as he forcibly fell towards the young man's body——

The two are about the same height.

Shoulder to shoulder, forehead to forehead.

lips too...

"Boom" sounded.

No matter how fast Rong Qian reacted, he still couldn't stop himself from accidentally hitting the corner of Ban Zhun's lips.

Regardless of the surprise, Rong Qian just wanted to get up from Ban Zhun's body in embarrassment, but just as he raised his arms, the young man held down the back of his head and sucked him violently.

Rong Qian's eyes widened, his heart beating like a drum.

This situation is not right.

Need to stop now.

This is a breach of contract.

Rong Qian moved his lips, wanting to take some space to stop Ban Zhun's unscrupulousness: "Ban... um."

Ban Zhun's eyes were still drunk, glistening with water, looking at the young man who was close at hand.

He stared at Rong Qian's eyes earnestly, and smiled close to the corner of his lips: "You are so pretty, even better than Niu Niu Wenwen."

As if feeling sorry for Rong Qian, Ban Zhun put his arms on the back of Rong Qian's neck and apologized solemnly:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stepped on it. Such behavior is wrong and impolite."

The set of rice circles made him understand.

Rong Qian has a cold personality, but the education of his family made him engrave politeness into his bones.

He didn't break free from Ban Zhun's grip on the back of his neck, and shook his head: "It's okay..."

Is it right to praise back?

Rong Qian said hesitantly, "Ban Zhun..."

The pronunciation of this mouth shape made Rong Qian stiff again.

When he said "Zhun", he accidentally kissed Ban Zhun's lips.

You still have to get up first.

"Let me get up first, Ban Zhun..."

again.

Rong Qian frowned angrily.

He swore he definitely didn't mean to.

"Why do you keep kissing me?"

There was a misty smile in Ban Zhun's eyes, as if his eyes were soaked in water, looking at Rong Qian's eyes under the moonlight.

It was obviously full of tenderness, completely opposite to the hooligan look he deliberately made, and even had a strong sense of contrast...cuteness.

Ban Zhun hugged Rong Qian's neck tightly, and pressed his hot lips to it.

It took a long time to let go reluctantly.

Rong Qian's brain froze completely.

He felt he should say something.

So he resisted the confusion of the person in front of him being possessed by a goblin, bent his knees, stood up straight, and opened his lips:

"class……"

"Little thing, you dare to kiss me!"

Before Rong Qian could figure out how contradictory Ban Zhun's words were with his actions just now, the pillow that was already well under his head flew straight from where Ban Zhun was, and the target seemed to be aimed at Rong Qian head of the past.

Rong Qian was looking away, never thinking that Ban Zhun could give him such a blow in a dark room.

Therefore, he was unable to dodge for a while, and was hit on the face by the pillow, and the back of his head hit the door panel behind him heavily, making a "bang".

After a long while, Rong Qian exhaled in disbelief, covered the hair on the back of his head with static electricity with one hand, and pressed the other hand on his lips swollen by Ban Zhun's suckling, his eyes were full of shock.

What does marriage bring to a man?

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: He has been peeking at me recently, is he going to kill me?

Mrs. Ban: He has been in love with me unrequitedly, isn’t it too hard?

[Kiss, dear, Xiaorong is going to live in Bengbu hahahahaha, woo woo woo, the little donkey is so tired, good night, my dears~]