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It was Jiang Ruo's turn to frown: "I didn't..."

He was still out of breath, afraid that the smoke would burn elsewhere, so he lowered his head to look, and there was a scorched black hole in the quilt.

Jumping out of bed in a panic, turning on the overhead light, Jiang Ruo held the quilt to look carefully, stretched his fingers in and picked out a pinch of powdery cotton, and lamented: "It's over, it's vandalism."

Xi Yufeng was aroused by him, and was thrown halfway, but he was not annoyed. Seeing his frown, he curled his lips and said, "This is not a public property, it is a compensation."

"What about tonight? There are only two quilts."

"Isn't there another bed?"

Jiang Ruo turned her head, followed Xi Yufeng's gaze to her own bed, and then back to him.

Confirming that Xi Yufeng was affirming his thoughts with his eyes, Jiang Ruo slightly raised his eyebrows while raising the corners of his lips.

Ten minutes later, Xi Yufeng, who was covered in moisture, came out of the bathroom, and saw that the two beds that were originally on each side had been joined together, and Jiang Ruo was lying in the middle of the "big bed", with his legs dangling in the air.

Holding an unlit cigarette in his hand, he turned his head when he heard the voice, with a tired and lazy look: "You are so slow."

Xi Yufeng asked: "Do you really want to learn?"

"Of course." Jiang Ruo handed him the cigarette and the lighter, "Start with the ignition."

It was probably the first time he received such a request. Xi Yufeng sat down beside the bed, took the lighter, opened the cover with one finger, and swipe the grinding wheel a few times.

The overhead light has been turned off, and the flames are rising before the eyes, transitioning from the dark blue of the inner flame to the dazzling bright yellow.

Unable to tell what he was looking at, Xi Yufeng paused for a while, then snapped the lid on, and stuffed the cigarettes back into the box.

Jiang Ruo was stunned: "Why put it away...Are you not going to teach me?"

Xi Yufeng said calmly, "When will I promise to teach you?"

"Do you still treat me like a child?"

"Ah."

"I'll be 23 the day after tomorrow, and I—"

Jiang Ruo closed his voice.

He saw Xi Yufeng turn sideways and give him a meaningful look.

No wonder they say they want to eat barbecue the day after tomorrow.

As if consciously slipping his tongue, Jiang Ruo turned over and lay on the side of the bed, covered himself with half of the quilt, and faced the wall.

Hearing the rustling movement beside him, Xi and Feng also lay down.

Time moved forward silently, and it was Jiang Ruo who couldn't help it, and threw the other half of the quilt on the person beside him.

Almost at the same time, I heard the man's low voice: "What do you want?"

At the beginning of the relationship with the two of them, the tone was the same, but it made Jiang Ruo's heart skip a beat.

After a short pause, he said, "I have to stay here for another month. If you have time, please water my flowers and plants."

Xi Yufeng's response was also straightforward: "Tell me something practical."

Jiang Ruo didn't think this request was unrealistic, but he did imagine not attending and Feng holding a kettle to water the flowers.

So he thought about it again and said, "Then, let's be a big star."

Xi Yufeng laughed lowly.

Hearing this tone, it seems quite reluctant.

"Want to act in a movie?"

"Why, Mr. Xi plans to take me to Hollywood?"

"It's up to you."

"What ability?" Jiang Ruo turned his face and looked at the people around him, "Is it the ability on the bed?"

Xi Yufeng didn't answer, and raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, the small space completely lost its light.

In the dark, Jiang Ruo heard the sound of steady and regular breathing even if he was not asleep, and the two words that were so faint that he couldn't hear his emotions: "Go to sleep."

Jiang Ruo couldn't remember exactly how he spent the day before his birthday.

This time too, he only had a vague impression that Xi Yufeng had a video conference all morning, which made him drowsy.

After lunch, a third person really came in the room that was too small to accommodate a third person—a doctor invited by Xi Yufeng to check whether Jiang Ruo's feet were really all right.

After the person left, facing Jiang Ruo's question "Do you want to be the first person in the world who can control me?" Xi Yufeng responded: "You can skip the hospital, but I didn't promise not to let the doctor come. .”

Jiang Ruo is still arguing about this, and he has forgotten how to say it. It is probably not "I don't know my own feet", or "It is normal for us dancers to twist their feet".

In fact, the recovery from the sprain was really fast. That night, Jiang Ruo was able to go downstairs with one foot high and one foot low to go shopping.

The condom he bought, he always felt that he couldn't escape tonight.I didn't prepare before because I didn't expect Xi Yufeng to come.

In order not to be so obvious, I checked out the two towels together, perfectly interpreting Xiao Shen's "wanting to cover up".

When Sister Wang scanned the barcode, she looked at him like a hooligan and asked him which girl he had troubled.

"Where is the little girl?" Jiang Ruo said frankly, "The gold master is here to visit."

Sister Wang thought he was running the train with his mouth full again: "Oh, no wonder I can play the leading role."

"uh-huh."

"This gold master Gui Geng?"

"Half a wheel older than me."

"You're still young."

"It's also very good-looking."

"Good luck."

Jiang Ruo smiled hippie: "Who says it's not."

After shopping and going back, Xi Yufeng was not in the house.

Xu was dealing with something. He answered a phone call half an hour ago and left.

Unpacking the box of condoms, taking two and stuffing them under the pillow, Jiang Ruo thought that he was devoted to his work, and thought that there would be nothing wrong with spending this so-called special day once a year while having sex.

Make love, this word is made up, as if you must have love to do it.

Thinking wildly like this, the door was knocked, and it was Xiao Shen who opened the door, and went around to the back door of the hotel under Xiao Shen's guidance, and saw a black SUV, and Xi Hefeng, who was leaning against the door and holding a cigarette, Jiang Ruo For several seconds, he was fixed at a place a few steps away, hesitating uncertainly.

Until Xi Yufeng took off the cigarette from his lips and extinguished it, with a smile in his eyes: "Didn't you want to eat barbecue?"

When the car drove out of the film and television city, Jiang Ruo looked back through the window.

In the past, he could only see group performers waiting for work at the door, but today he discovered that this place is bustling with traffic, with flashing neon signs, the laughter of tourists, entertainment reporters squatting on the news, and waiting for idols to pass by. fan.

But he and he wanted to stay away from the hustle and bustle here and go to an unknown place.

Kind of like running away.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Jiang Ruo couldn't help laughing.

It is an unrealistic childish fantasy for myself that occasionally touches romance.

For the next few hours, it seemed to be floating between reality and fantasy.

They came to a food street about ten kilometers away from the film and television city. They seemed to have made an appointment in advance. They drove in and parked opposite a barbecue restaurant.

Xi Yufeng expressed his attitude in advance: "Go and eat by yourself, I will wait for you in the car."

Although he knew that people like him would not easily lower the standards and change the principles, even if it was just for a meal, Jiang Ruo still felt that it was weird to send people to eat but not even enter the door.

Even his appetite became worse, so Jiang Ruo went into the store and ordered something casually, packed it up, and returned to the car with the packed box within a quarter of an hour.

Faced with Xi Yufeng frowning and disgusting at the wafting smell, Jiang Ruo had a good reason: "It's too stupid to sit there alone, and Xiao Shen and I will share the food when we go back."

The car started up again, but it didn't go the way it came.

When Jiang Ruo asked where he was going, Xi Yufeng still had that doubtful but firm tone: "Don't you like watching movies?"

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when they came out, and they walked around the barbecue shop, then went to the nearest commercial center, and it was almost midnight when they actually sat in the theater.

There is only one domestic literary film to choose from, and there are very few audiences on weekday nights. They choose to sit in the back row, and the couples in front are each in a row, head to head, talking even if no one else can hear it, they can roughly guess the content. Whisper.

The content of the movie is actually quite interesting, discussing life, love, and some truths that can only be understood by licking the mud.

Perhaps it is due to the lack of volume, the content seems a bit trivial, and the expression is also obscure. If you lose your mind for a while, you will be out of touch, and you will miss a lot of things.But it doesn't prevent Jiang Ruo from being moved by certain plots and memorizing one of the interesting lines.

Parting is the real eternity - when the protagonist read this sentence, Jiang Ruo involuntarily turned his head and looked at the people around him.

Xi Yufeng didn't fall asleep this time, and still sat quietly.The sharp side profile made him look extremely unreal. His dark brown pupils reflected the ever-changing images on the screen, like a stern god standing in the dark, overlooking the world without being affected or touched. a cent.

When the show was over, Jiang Ruo took out his phone and saw some new messages.An Heka sent birthday greetings, wishing him a new year of popularity all over the country, Lin Xiao also wished him a birthday than Nanshan, and asked him when he would be free to eat hot pot together.

This reminded Jiang Ruo and made him regret choosing barbecue.I heard that there is a newly opened hot pot restaurant with private seats for two in the city center, and it is not so noisy. Maybe if you say a few nice words, Xi Yufeng will be willing to appreciate it.

But Jiang Ruo has never been able to speak nicely, so from midnight to now, he couldn't even get a word of blessing from Xi Yufeng.

On the way back, Jiang Ruo shook his head to the soothing music in the car and asked, "Is this the end?"

Xi Yufeng still said: "What else do you want?"

The atmosphere was just right, the woody fragrance in the car made people dizzy drunk, and swallowed the word "you" again, Jiang Ruo giggled: "Actually, I always thought you were rich People usually don't eat rice."

"What to eat then?"

"Like on TV, ribeye steak, caviar, 82 Lafite or something."

Xi Yufeng said: "If you like it, I will take you there tomorrow."

"I don't like it, don't." Jiang Ruo shook his head slowly, "It's not something unique, I don't care about it."

I went back and took a shower, my mind cleared up a lot.

The cold barbecue was temporarily stored in the refrigerator downstairs in the hotel. Jiang Ruo lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone. After clicking on the link sent by An He, he saw the super chat named after himself, and the one that made him feel extremely ashamed. Promotional video.

There are a total of three likes, two of which were ordered by An He and his trumpet, and one was ordered by An He's brother Meng.

Xi Yufeng said that this is just preliminary preparation, and the official announcement will wait for "Yingfei" to be broadcast. Zheng Yiting already has a systematic plan.

Jiang Ruo deliberately exaggerated: "Then I'll just wait for it to hit the trending searches and become popular."

Xi Yufeng ignored it, but conjured a palm-sized square box out of nowhere and threw it on the bed.

Seeing the box bouncing up and falling down, and it happened to fall right in hand, Jiang Ruo was taken aback: "For me?"

"Ah."

"Could it be a cell phone again?"

Xi Yufeng was going to take a bath, bent over to take the bathrobe, and glanced at him when he got up.

Jiang Ruo then laughed: "Why did you make it look like a meal with a severed head today? Is it possible that tomorrow I will reveal all my scandals to the public and let me become famous in a different way?"

Putting the bathrobe on his arm, Xi Yufeng rarely thought of joking with him.

"Then open it and see if it's a bayonet or poison inside."

Of course not.

When Xi Yufeng came out of the shower, Jiang Ruo was still fiddling with the thin chain that he took out from the box. It seemed that something was wrong with wearing it around his neck. One circle was too long and two circles were too short. Awkward.

Just as he was about to ask if he had bought the wrong length or sent it to the wrong person, Xi Yufeng stepped forward and took the pale gold chain from Jiang Ruo's hand, pinched the two ends with his fingers to make it even, then bent down, bent his knees and squatted down.

The ankle was held, but Jiang Ruo was still ignorant and didn't understand the situation: "My foot is already healed..."

It wasn't until the chain was placed on the ankle, turned around along the protruding wrist bone, and just buckled on the other side, that Jiang Ruo blinked and finally understood.

A light chain, wearing it is almost the same as not wearing it, only when it is shaken, the metal rubs against the skin, causing a slight tingling like trembling.

At this moment, Xi Yufeng was at the bottom, his cuffs were rolled up, exposing his wrists and forearms, his skeletal hands rested on Jiang Ruo's insteps, and his slender fingers brushed around his ankles, trying to adjust the chain in place.

It made Jiang Ruo tremble uncontrollably, and his legs retracted subconsciously.

Xi Yufeng smiled lightly and asked him, "What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Ruo took a deep breath.

Yes, it's just a gift, and it's not confiscated. What are you afraid of?

But with all his movements, the chain shone delicately like waves under the lamp, and Jiang Ruo could even imagine himself dancing with it on.

If the audience is Seat and Wind.

Finally adjusted to a suitable position, Xi Yufeng let go of his hands and stood up.

"Perfect for you," he said. "Happy birthday."

But at this moment, Jiang Ruo had no time to taste the happiness of getting what he wanted.

Once again, he was terrified by the tenderness released inadvertently by the other party.

As if involuntarily, one step closer to the cliff.

So before Xi Yufeng turned around, Jiang Ruo grabbed the hem of his bathrobe, and in his usual frivolous tone, asked a question that was on the verge of crossing the line: "Did you send me this to tie me up?"