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Xia Zhizhu came back from the bathroom barefoot.

At four o'clock in the morning, Lincheng is still pitch black, and the stars are nowhere to be seen in this old industrial city with a depopulated population. Only the moonlight is still trying its best to save the world without distinction.

The standard room with two beds is not too small, but if two people are squeezed into one bed, it will be a bit cramped.Xia Zhizhu sat on the neatly made bed by the window, staring at the sleeping man opposite without sleepiness.

Mr. Xi's sleeping appearance is different from his usual meticulous work, and the quilt is also used to be covered very high, almost only showing the upper half of his face.The eyelashes and the quilt moved up and down evenly with his breathing. If it weren't for hiding his nose and causing shortness of breath, maybe he would have to bury himself under the quilt to feel safe.

Xia Zhizhu got up slowly, and silently squatted to the side of the bed closer to the man.

He thought of Xi Zhao's sleeping face when he just got up and got out of bed.

Contrast is a common way for celebrities to hype, and if those who are usually scared by Mr. Xi's eyes and dare not speak out, see him obediently lying on the bed like a silkworm baby at the moment, they will probably feel infinite in their hearts for a moment. Be soft.

After autumn, Lincheng has not yet been heated, and after being exposed to the air for a while, Xia Zhizhu felt that he had frozen from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He didn't dare to go back to Xi Zhao's arms so that the cold would wake him up, and he should go back to the bed behind him, but at the same time, the soles of his feet seemed to be frozen by ice water, and he couldn't move a step.

It has been the fifth day since Xi Zhao came to the city.

Xia Zhizhu originally lived in the same apartment above the residence in the film, but after Xi Zhao came here, he didn't want the memory of the two of them to be an obstacle to his ability to enter the film under the same environment. The filming scene also changed, so Xia Zhizhu simply stayed with Xi Zhao in a hotel near the set.

Although the environment was not as good as the suite Ms. Lily had booked, it was clean and tidy, with all the necessary things, and both of them adapted well. Xi Zhao even added an orchid next to the bed the next day.

Perhaps because of the effective company of Xi Zhao and Hua, Xia Zhizhu's filming has been going surprisingly smoothly these days, at least dozens to dozens of times for each shot, and he even took one shot of the last scene last night of.

Even though there is an air conditioner for heating, it is still very cold at night, Xia Zhizhu is reluctant to move his nest, even though he has only slept for less than three hours in the past 24 hours, his brain is still strangely awake.

This situation has been with him on and off for nearly 20 years, and it didn't get better until Xi Zhao started reading him stories before going to bed. But after joining the group, perhaps because of too much pressure, Xia Zhizhu made a mistake again.

However, unlike the previous insomnia when he was tossed by messy memories and had a splitting headache, although his breathing was cold at this moment, because all he could see was the sleeping face of his sweetheart, Xia Zhizhu felt very peaceful in his heart.

There was still some time before dawn, and he probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep again after lying down, Xia Zhizhu finally decided to squat down where he was, and sort out in his mind what he was going to record in the memo tomorrow.

Xia Zhizhu's memory is very good, but not everything that needs to be remembered can come to mind in time.Some time ago, Xi Zhao suggested that he record important things in a visible place like ordinary people, so that he only needs to remember to read the memo.And it turns out that although he has hypermemory, Xia Zhizhu seems to need the memo more than others.

The memo is a paper notebook that Xi Zhao pulled out for him from the bookcase at home.

Except for his signature, Xia Zhizhu hadn't touched his pen so seriously for a long time.His font is round and round, like a primary school student, while Xi Zhao's handwriting has been sharp and beautiful since he was a boy, and Xia Zhizhu insisted that Xi Zhao give him the Chinese notebook he hadn't finished writing when he was studying as a memo Regarding the matter, Xi Zhao said: The typos in it are all fake characters.

In the memorandum, there is the latest "short-term project", remember to remind Xiao Zheng to take cold medicine and complete it.

Article [-] of the "long-term project", "Introduce your boyfriend to your most trusted and favorite friends" has three hand-drawn symbols under the line, but only the little crown representing the eldest princess will be marked with a checkmark tomorrow.

In "Future Project", the TV series "Music" he participated in was scheduled to be broadcast on 9.12 in advance, much faster than expected, and that day was also the birthday of Doberman Pinscher Lily.

Xia Zhizhu quietly made a wish. Although it may be difficult, he still hopes that he can go back and see Lily who is 10 years old with his own eyes.

His fingers resting on the corner of the bed were suddenly pulled.

"Can't sleep?"

Xi Zhao's eyes were still open, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The cold fingertips were wrapped in warm palms, hesitating for about two seconds, Xia Zhizhu's heart was pounding, and finally decided to be honest.

"Can't sleep."

It's hard to say whether it's good or bad, but recently he's gotten into the drama faster, it's been more difficult to get out of the drama, and he's falling asleep less and less.

Xi Zhao woke up the moment he left, and kept his eyes closed to wait and observe what Xia Zhizhu would do when he came back, but he didn't expect that the other party just looked at him stupidly and did nothing.

Stupid and pitiful.

He got up and sat against the wall, wrapped his arms in a quilt and opened his arms, watching Xia Zhizhu calmly go to bed obediently and leaned over on his knees.

And Xi Zhao has already taken out a plastic-encased photo from his clenched palm.

The age of the photo is not too recent, and the picture is not too clear. It looks more like an enlarged portrait deliberately cut from a group photo.There is a crack in the middle, which seems to be torn apart, glued again, and then specially sealed and preserved.

Xi Zhao locked Xia Zhizhu's hand and looked at the weak moonlight with the hand he was anxious to grab back. With just one glance, he recognized the silhouette of himself at the roommate's wedding five years ago through the kimono on the protagonist.

At that time, he had just quit his first job, and Xi Zhao valued his experience in that firm, but he had no nostalgia when he left.

When he left Osaka, he also felt that he would never think of this place again, but after thousands of sleepless nights, those gorgeous fireworks that appeared in front of his eyes as soon as he closed his eyelids burned his heart empty countless times, while laughing at his Asking for nothing, while coaxing him to meet in a dream.

Xia Zhizhu gave up the struggle embarrassingly, and said frankly: "After the wedding, the host sent me some photos, and the guests should have them."

Xi Zhao was expressionless: "Why didn't he send it to me?"

Xia Zhizhu tilted his head: "Didn't you send it?"

"It seems." Sent...

Xia Zhizhu rolled his eyes.

A few months after the wedding, Xi Zhao suddenly received a package from Japan when he was busy with his new job.

He recalled the photo album that he threw into the bookshelf without even having time to look carefully, and asked with a slight frown, "Is there you in the photo?"

Xia Zhizhu shook his head: "Probably not, I haven't received any."

All right.Xi Zhao hugged Xia Zhizhu back into his arms.

I didn't ask him when he took the photo with him, didn't ask him who tore up the photo, and didn't ask him why he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and why he took the photo and went to the bathroom to look at it in a daze.

Yu Jianyi said a long time ago that Song Ci had known since taking over Xia Zhizhu that there was always a passport photo with the back facing up on the back of the little star's phone case.And until today, Xi Zhao didn't know that the owner of that photo was himself.

He closed his eyes and hid all the thoughts in his heart together with the stars.

The aura of the boy is very special, even if he has experienced so many unhappy things, as soon as the camera leaves his body, Xia Zhizhu can return to a peaceful state in a second.

The moonlight fell on the foot of the bed, and Xi Zhao buried his breath in the boy's neck. It was a rare place in his life, and suddenly he just wanted to fall into this gentle place, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.