Soot, Moonlight, Vodka

The car drove into a semi-new apartment, which was Chen Zhuo's temporary residence in this city. For filming, the crew helped arrange this place.

Safety is the most important thing here, with 24-hour security and monitoring, you can swipe your card to enter the door and go upstairs, so as to prevent the nuisance of Yuji and paparazzi.

When Chen Zhuo led Xia Zhifeng into the unit building, the guard looked up scrutinizingly.

"My brother." Chen Zhuo said.

The doorman nodded.

There are ghosts in the letter, two people with completely different styles of painting.

Chen Zhuo was wearing a brown windbreaker and a gray scarf. He was simple and mature. He was either a professor or a boss; Xia Zhifeng had red hair and black earrings on his earbones. Hand gloves, holding two cans of Coke in his arms.

After the two turned to the elevator, the doorman shook his head slightly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen who lives on the 12th floor looks like a serious person, so he brought someone home.

The interior of the apartment is neither big nor small, just like an ordinary house. After Chen Zhuo moved in, he did not change the layout of the room. He would hire a housekeeper to clean it once a week.

After Xia Zhifeng entered the door, he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and put the Coke in the refrigerator first.

"Oh my God." Xia Zhifeng looked at the rows of quick-frozen food, steamed food, and sandwiches in the refrigerator: "Is this the refrigerator of a man who lives alone?"

"I don't cook." Chen Zhuo took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, took out a bag of quick-frozen wontons from the refrigerator, and planned to cook them for supper.

Chen Zhuo was about to close the refrigerator door, paused, then turned to Xia Zhifeng, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I ate a pack of spicy strips while I was waiting for you." Xia Zhifeng said seriously.

Chen Zhuo didn't answer, took out another bag of wontons from the refrigerator, and closed the refrigerator door.

There was water boiling in the small saucepan, Chen Zhuo also turned on the water heater, turned on the TV, and stayed on the movie channel.

Xia Zhifeng leaned on the sofa, reaching out to reach for the pile of scripts on the tea table.

It's a web drama called "Affection". There are dense notes next to the lines, analyzing the motives and subtext of the characters, as well as my performance tendency and focus.

"Is this the next film?" Xia Zhifeng asked Chen Zhuo.

"Ah."

"Is Ending Without a Disease finished?"

"No. The director asked me to rest for a while." Chen Zhuo took the script: "I'm planning to prepare this drama and find out how I feel."

"Isn't it good to rest?" Xia Zhifeng became interested, his eyes lit up: "We can play around, relax and relax, it seems that you haven't been in a good mood recently."

There was a soft gurgling noise from the kitchen.

"The water is boiling." Chen Zhuo got up and went to the kitchen.

Xia Zhifeng followed behind him resentfully, helping to order wontons.

"I don't need to rest." Chen Zhuo gently stirred the wontons in the pot with chopsticks.

"Based on my experience, people who say this generally use busy work to escape..."

"Don't continue this topic." Chen Zhuo added a few spoonfuls of cold water to the pot.

"Okay~ Don't talk about that, I'll serve wontons." Xia Zhifeng bent down and took out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks from the cabinet.

Chen Zhuo didn't put any condiments on the wontons, Xia Zhifeng couldn't bear it: "Don't you think it's tasteless?"

Xia Zhifeng went to the kitchen to mix some vinegar and prickly ash chili oil, which was left over from the previous tenant.

He also added it to Chen Zhuo's bowl, biting his chopsticks and proudly said, "Isn't it more delicious?"

"Thank you." Chen Zhuo said.

Chen Zhuo could feel that the wonton tasted much better, but he still felt tasteless in his heart.

He looked at Xia Zhifeng's face and thought, Xia Zhifeng and Lu Xingze are really not the same person, Lu Xingze doesn't know how to make small ingredients by himself, if he is not used to eating, he will only call for takeaway, or go out to eat out .

"What are you looking at me for?" Xia Zhifeng propped his cheek with one hand: "Ah, thinking about your lover?"

Chen Zhuo had told Xia Zhifeng before that he looked like his deceased lover, and Xia Zhifeng didn't mind, so the two would develop a relationship.

Chen Zhuo hid his eyes for a while, and continued to eat the wontons in suspense.

"Look at it if you want, don't be embarrassed, after all, you have spent money, you can look at it however you want," Xia Zhifeng smiled coquettishly: "If you want to see what clothes I wear and what hairstyle I cut, you can also ask me come out."

"I didn't mean it that way."

"Oh, eat quickly, I'll wash the dishes after eating." Xia Zhifeng sat next to Chen Zhuo and peeled oranges for him, with a virtuous face.

After the two of them took a shower, they watched a movie before going to bed. Chen Zhuo, with a learning attitude, took a notebook and meticulously analyzed the character's psychology, motivation, subtext and key points of the performance.

Xia Zhifeng leaned against Chen Zhuo and drank the coke, breathing sweetly all over his body.

Movies where people are kissing and men shoot married women.

"Sir, please stop, this is very dangerous..." The young woman was cornered, but her eyes revealed confusion.

"Danger? What is danger?..."

"Our relationship was a complete mistake—"

When Chen Zhuo realized it, Xia Zhifeng was about to kiss him. It was his overly conspicuous red hair that betrayed him, and Chen Zhuo saw it out of the corner of his eye.

Chen Zhuo's heart seemed to be clenched tightly, he pressed Xia Zhifeng's shoulder to express his refusal.

To be kissed on the lips by him in the early morning was already falling into his cunning trick.

"A kiss doesn't mean anything." Xia Zhifeng shrugged frivolously, and stepped back: "I've done the more intimate ones."

"...we've talked about this before."

"Well, I understand," Xia Zhifeng shook the empty Coke bottle: "You can't cross the line."

The two watched a movie honestly, Xia Zhifeng entered the bedroom with Chen Zhuo in his arms, without turning on the light.

Their secret communication sounded in the darkness, and the air became thick and sticky.

In the darkness, Chen Zhuo and Xia Zhifeng fell into hell together, and Chen Zhuo felt the fire of hell.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, this is a way to gain temporary relief, allowing Chen Zhuo to temporarily poke his head out of the mud and take a breath of fresh air, so that he can survive until the next day.

When he realized this, Chen Zhuo felt that he was hopeless.

In the middle of the night, Xia Zhifeng quietly went out to make a phone call downstairs in the apartment.

It took two seconds for the phone to call in, and it was picked up by the other side.

"Young Master Lu, I'm here." A respectful voice said.

"Well, I'm afraid someone took a picture of me and him these two days, be careful, don't let them scrawl." Xia Zhifeng's tone completely changed from the frivolousness of the day.

"Ok."

"Is everything normal in the company?"

"No problem, don't worry." The other side reported some details, Xia Zhifeng listened and responded occasionally.

"It's hard work. During the time I'm not here, please." Xia Zhifeng thought for a while: "By the way, don't call me Young Master Lu, I'm not counted anymore."

"Sorry, I'm not used to changing my mouth for a while."

When Xia Zhifeng went upstairs and lay back on the bed, Chen Zhuo woke up, half asleep and half awake.

That's the only time of day when he's soft, with an unguarded fragility.

"I went to the toilet, do you want to go?" Xia Zhifeng whispered to him.

Chen Zhuo shook his head in the pillow.

Xia Zhifeng hugged him from behind.

"You are so cold..." Chen Zhuo said with his eyes closed.

Xia Zhifeng smiled contentedly, and buried his head in Chen Zhuo's shoulder.

Chen Zhuo reached out and touched the remote control of the air conditioner from the bedside table, and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees.

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