Chapter 81 Born to be a couple

After Zhou Ziheng finished filming, he dyed his hair back black. The filming days came to an end. He went back to the Xishan villa and spent a few days with his parents. He took advantage of the start of school season in September to return to PHU to continue school.

When Zhao Ke saw Zhou Ziheng returning to school, he was very excited and thought he was dazzled.

"Hey, you cut your hair short? So handsome." He hit Zhou Ziheng's shoulder and shook his eyebrows, "How is it?"

Zhou Ziheng took out the notebook from his bag and turned on the phone. He put on glasses himself. He had a bad tone and didn't even look at Zhao Ke. "You dare to say that you should thank God if I didn't beat you up."

"Why do you want to beat me up?" Zhao Ke grabbed Zhou Ziheng's shoulder, "You, you two have broken up? Damn it, I finally got a CP! You can't make me yellow!"

Zhou Ziheng took off his claws, turned his head and gave him a kind smile, "I'll give you my old blessing, I almost turned yellow."

"No." Zhao Ke wanted to say it, and the professor came in. He closed his mouth with a wink, and posted a long list on WeChat, asking everything in detail. Zhou Ziheng just pretended that he had not received it and listened carefully to the class and study.

After a morning class, Zhao Ke's bones dissipated. He took Zhou Ziheng to the cafeteria for dinner last year. He hadn't been to the cafeteria for a long time. The girls from the p-students thought they had hallucinations and they all surrounded Zhou Ziheng. Soon, the entry [Zhou Ziheng returned to the p-student class] was quickly topped the hot search. He was upset on the hot search, so Zhou Ziheng sent a WeChat message to his sister-in-law, asking her to give the hot search.

"Will you go back to the dormitory tonight?" Zhao Ke bought a cup of coffee at the coffee machine on the teaching floor and handed it to Zhou Ziheng. He took it and took a sip. The brim of the hat was pressed low, "I won't go back, I'll go back to the apartment today."

"Oh, I don't know that I thought your apartment was hidden." Zhao Ke was just a fool. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng drank coffee happily and did not refute. Zhao Ke then realized, "Damn? Are you really a hiding person?"

Zhou Ziheng coughed, gave Zhao Ke the coffee cup he had finished drinking, and called Xiao Luo to pick him up.

Zhao Ke quickly sent Ruan Xiao a message as if he had gotten something big gossip today.

[Zhao Ke: I'm living together after studying!]

Since the battle scene was filmed, in addition to the advertisements that had been set before, Zhou Ziheng also returned to "Escape from the Day". He did not take on any other jobs and traveled to and from school and home every day. Two months passed quickly.

The weather gradually became colder, and autumn in Beijing was particularly long, giving people the illusion that it was about to enter winter, but it was still a day away from breathing, and we couldn't wait for the moment when winter really came.

At night, until the second half of the night, Xia Xiqing was extremely lacking. She went to bed in a daze in the early morning and felt that she had let go of her arms when she hugged her. In a half-dream and half-awake, Zhou Ziheng held her face and kissed her several times. He felt that she was clingy and raised her hand to cover her face with the back of her hand. In a trance, she felt that Zhou Ziheng sat up, and Xia Xiqing stretched out her arms to hug his waist, and her voice was still a little hoarse when she opened her mouth.

“Where do you go early in the morning…”

"There is a class in the morning, solid physics, Zhao Ke said that this teacher wanted to name the name." When Zhou Ziheng heard Xia Xiqing's confused question, he felt warm in his heart, but he had no choice but to go to class, so he had to grab the shirt at the head of the bed and put it on his body, buttoning it one by one, and buttoning it to the end of the hand that grabbed Xia Xiqing and kissed it, "Be good, you sleep for a while."

Xia Xiqing let go of his arms and lay down, and heard the sound of Zhou Ziheng putting on a sweater and jacket, and raised his hand to cover his face, "Oh... I can't imagine that I was actually having a partner with a college student... I was the kind that I had to call in class in the morning."

Seeing that his arms were exposed and bare, Zhou Ziheng was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he covered the quilt tightly for him, and then leaned down and kissed Xia Xiqing on the face twice, "Isn't college students good? Isn't it a popular year recently? Is it time to study hard at school and go home and I have to cook for you to warm the bed. Where can you find such a good college student?" Zhou Ziheng took his ear shamelessly again, "The key is that he looks good."

"You can look less about fantasy, big stars." Xia Xiqing turned over and carried her back, hugged a large quilt and closed her eyes.

The quilt was full of Zhou Ziheng's refreshing and clean smell, like a cloud surging in the autumn wind, gently wrapping its rootless fallen leaves.

"Oh by the way, my sister-in-law told me yesterday that in order to promote the movie, we may have to go on some variety shows, and let me ask you if you want to."

Xia Xiqing closed her eyes, almost right after she fell asleep completely, and could only respond in a half-dazzled sentence, "Okay...", scratching Zhou Ziheng's heart like a cat, making him unable to help but walk to the bed, lowering his head and kissing his side face carefully. Half-awake was the softest and least guarded period for Xia Xiqing. Every time he kissed, he could hear him humming softly, making a sticky sound from his nose, like resistance and anger.

It is difficult for Zhou Ziheng to control himself from indulging in his rare obedience.

Absolutely and strong possessiveness, in the cool morning, it will always automatically turn into a pool of autumn waves, immersing your lover's soft and gentle body.

When I woke up again, I didn't know what time it was. Xia Xiqing reached out and turned off the light at the head of the bed, got up to wash and clean up, ate some snacks and snacks bought by Zhou Ziheng, and got into his studio. Since he came back from filming, the two of them have changed houses every day. Sometimes they are at Xia Xiqing's house, and sometimes they change to Zhou Ziheng's house, but most of the time it is Xia Xiqing who is acting like a demon and wants to use his swimming pool to soak in the hot springs.

However, Zhou Ziheng has never come in this studio. Usually, when Zhou Ziheng comes back, Xia Xiqing will put down his work and accompany him. He has never asked about Xia Xiqing's artistic creations.

Wearing a dirty-resistant brown denim jacket, Xia Xiqing put on welding goggles and started to put on the small clay and line drafts he had made before. He hadn't done this kind of plaster sculpture for a long time. When he was in Fomei, he often helped his mentor make it, but the sculpture he created independently by himself was the first one.

In order to make sculptures, he put away all the paintings in the studio last month. This room is actually the largest room in the entire apartment except for the living room, but now it is also full of steel bars and sculpture clay. The sparks from the welding of steel bars are reflected on Xia Xiqing's goggles, dazzling.

As soon as the big skeleton was welded, Xia Xiqing was extremely tired and sat on the steel bar material and leaned against the wall to rest. When he was in the Academy of Fine Arts, he often asked some white models to make reference for them, including height, body shape, and body shape, so that he could ensure that he did not feel distorted.

But this time, Xia Xiqing could only follow his own heart.

A message came from the phone. Xia Xiqing put down the water and took the phone over.

[Jiang Yin: "Stalking" is about to start promotion recently, so I have to ask you to cooperate.]

His tone of speaking was like a police uncle. Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing and replied with an OK emoticon. He took advantage of the break and posted on Weibo. It was unknown how long it had been since the last time he was online. Xia Xiqing left many messages on Weibo until the page was stuck. He waited for a while before he could check it normally.

Habitually clicking into the comments first, the news of the screen [Brother Xi Qing misses you! Please take a selfie!] is like a little red love heart that breaks through the screen, squirting straight into Xia Xiqing's face.

Let's post a selfie.

Xia Xiqing turned on the front camera and found that he was wearing protective glasses. He looked left and right and thought the glasses were quite beautiful, so he directly pressed the shutter.

In this way, Xia Xiqing posted a hasty selfie with electric welding protective glasses to Weibo to express comfort.

After a while, this selfie that was not very thoughtful was reposted by fans.

[My sweetheart is a little painter: Ahhhhhhh fresh brother Xi Qing!]

[Talented Xia Xiqing: What sunglasses are so cool when Brother Xiqing wears! Anti-counterfeiting moles are super cute!]

[Study girl rushes to the duck: These glasses are so technological, they look like scientists~~btw Did Xi Qing take a temporary photo? It's really a fresh selfie.]

All of this was discovered? Xia Xiqing couldn't figure out, this was not a self-study girl, it was clearly a microscope girl.

[You have to do self-study during the Chinese New Year: Ahhhhh really! There is a clock behind Xi Qing, it is really taken and released now!]

So that's it. Xia Xiqing looked back at his workbench, but fortunately, there was nothing indescribable.

He refreshed the homepage again and happened to see Zhou Ziheng forwarded the official blog of "Stalking". He clicked in and saw that it was the promotional materials and two stills from the filming of the movie.

The first picture is in the smoke, Gao Kun's vague psychedelic side face, the gray and white smoke flowing wildly, the lush distant mountains outside the tunnel, and his short dark red hair, which are clearly colorful and intertwined, but the composition and perspective exudes a subtle sense of desolation.

The second picture is in the dark alley in the middle of the night, a pale moon hanging high, covering the interlaced illegal wires and the messy buildings that are constantly expanding upwards, with a layer of bleak gray light. The lower the downwards, the darker the darker. The two figures walked forward and behind, Jiang Tong, who was walking along the meeting, had a hint of panic and fear on his face. The person behind had been wiped out by the darkness. The sashimi on his arm was vaguely visible, and the vivid red hair became a fire in the darkness.

Neither picture fully shows the complete look of the male lead and the second, and even the face is blurred, but the unique realistic and desolate style is unique. In addition, the enthusiasm of self-study CP fans has accumulated for too long, and not long after, the promotional materials have been forwarded by more than 100,000 and 30,000 comments.

As the absolute male lead, Zhou Ziheng only had one sentence when forwarding.

[@Zhou Ziheng: Although I dye my hair, smoke, drink, drink, and thorn tattoos, I know I am a good boy.]

Puff, who wrote this copywriting?

The next second, Xia Qing felt that this was probably written by Zhou Ziheng himself, but wasn’t he afraid of destroying his character as the number one alpha in the entertainment industry?

He also forwarded a post after Zhou Ziheng, which seemed to be a joke, but actually flirted.

[@tsing_summer: Why do good boys follow others? //@Zhou Ziheng: Although I dye my hair, smoke, drink, and thorn tattoos, I know I am a good boy.]

Soon the reposts of the two were pushed by fans. The self-study girl saw the two interacting after several days, and was as happy as the New Year.

[Study girl rushes to ducks: Sisters are giving me candy!!! Come and eat it!]

[We are good friends when you study for yourself: What else can you do? Because he likes you!]

As soon as this comment appeared, it became the most popular one, and the same sentence was also rewritten below.

Because he likes you.

Unable to explain why, Xia Xiqing raised his lips and was in a good mood. Even the steel frame that he had not yet completed was very pleasant to see, and he felt that he would not fail before he was mud.

When you are in love, it will indeed give people the illusion that the whole world is beautiful, especially when you are in love with secrets. The hormones are rising and dopamine is causing trouble.

Many main creators have successively reposted the official blog of "Stalking", and even Yang Bo, who has few scenes, has reposted it, but Xia Xiqing noticed that Song Nian was not among them. When they were filming, they all added Weibo to each other. Xia Xiqing clicked in from his follower list and found that Song Nian had just posted a selfie on Weibo.

[@Actor Song Nian: I believe that hard work will bring rewards, and you must be grateful every day. [Love][Hug]]

Below is a photo of her sleeping on a recliner in another crew, and a script full of notes is also placed on her body.

These are nothing more than some spiritual chicken soup to consolidate his hard work and dedicated personality. But Xia Xiqing always feels wrong. Everyone has participated in the promotion of the new film. Compared to the film crew, Song Nian did not forward it alone, and even posted photos of himself on another crew when others were promoting it.

This means a bit rhythmic.

But there was something wrong with Song Nian at this time. Aren’t you afraid that Kuncheng would cut all her scenes before the release?

What is she trying to do? She doesn’t have a good family background like Zhou Ziheng, and her resources are not top among Xiaohua. If this drama is cut all over, it will be in vain.

Xia Xiqing felt that this was not understandable, so he could only blame himself for thinking too much, after all, he was born to like conspiracy theories.

He returned to his Weibo homepage and found that he had received a reply from someone following. He clicked in and saw that it was Zhou Ziheng's message below the selfie he just took.

[@Zhou Ziheng: My wife no longer draws, has she changed into an electrician?]

Xia Xiqing took off the goggles in an instant. How did he know that he was doing electric welding? But soon, his attention shifted from electric welding to another place.

Why did he call himself his wife?

I didn't know what the wife meant before, but I shouted with the fans. Now he knew it and still called on purpose, just to take advantage of it. Xia Xiqing was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that the comments below were like chicken blood. Those who didn't know thought they had stabbed some groundhog's nest.

[Self-study makes me happy: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm going to faint when I call my wife!]

[I love self-study: Oh, Idol came to the Weibo of the Painter to urge the wife to post less selfies and draw more for him hahaha. - On the convenience of falling in love with the Painter.]

[The sweetest place in the world of self-study study: Ahhhhhh, Zhou Ziheng, you are so good! My wife screamed so easily that I had to doubt what they called each other privately.]

Seeing this, Xia Xiqing suddenly saw the scene of Zhou Ziheng calling himself Xiqing's brother, and he couldn't help but choke.

[The first alpha in the universe: By the way, Ziheng is about to celebrate his birthday. Isn’t my wife not ready to celebrate her birthday? Did she still draw last year?]

[Sister in self-study, why don’t you? My wife gave herself as a gift this year hahaha]

[My Xipi must get married: Ahhhhhh! I have kept the picture of my wife's birthday last year as a Weibo background. I look forward to Mrs. Xi Qing's birthday this year!]

Since he saw these comments, Zhou Ziheng must have seen them too.

Xia Xiqing decided to lock the door of this studio in the future.

I quit Weibo and took a look at my mobile phone calendar. It was October 6th, and it was two weeks before Zhou Ziheng's birthday. He suddenly remembered something and searched for Zhou Ziheng's constellation.

Speaking of which, these things are the behaviors that Xia Xiqing hates and looks down upon the most in the past. He recorded the birthdays of the person he liked, secretly prepared gifts for him, and searched for descriptions of his zodiac signs. He was stupid and silly. Only children in his first love in his teenagers would do. But at this time, Xia Xi threw these inherent ideas behind his mind early in the morning, and he had a lot of fun shopping for the zodiac website.
To be continued...