Zhou Ziheng brought three bowls of noodles to the restaurant, along with fried eggs and bacon.

"There are too few things in the refrigerator, just eat whatever you want."

Xia Xiuze was very excited, "It smells so good!" He took off his school uniform and sat on a chair at the dining table, picked the biggest one and put it in front of him, and happily tapped the table with a chopstick in one hand, "Thank you Brother Ziheng."

Zhou Ziheng smiled in response. He thought about whether to call Xia Xiqing, but now the two of them are like opponents who have just finished talking harshly on the field, and they don't know how to approach them at all. Zhou Ziheng simply gave up and sat at the table by himself.

Xia Xiqing walked from the living room to the dining room by himself, smelling heavily of cigarettes. He lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles without saying a word, then raised his head and smiled at Zhou Ziheng, "It's delicious."

Zhou Ziheng was stunned, and poked in the noodles with the hand holding the chopsticks. He is not good at accepting other people's praise with peace of mind. Although he has been in this industry since he was a child, he still subconsciously finds all kinds of self-effacing lines when he encounters praise.

"No, there are too few ingredients, next time..."

next time?

As soon as these two words were spoken, Zhou Ziheng ended hastily. This time it was all impromptu, so there is no next time.

Xia Xiqing smiled softly, lowered his head and ate the noodles quietly.

When it comes to IQ, Zhou Ziheng is a genius who does his part. But in terms of relationships, he is completely a blank slate, inexperienced and always caught off guard.

A fledgling heart thief cautiously flew over the eaves and walls. When he succeeded, before he had time to celebrate, he got caught by the eaves of the beam and fell hard.

Xia Xiqing really couldn't think of any possibility that he would overturn in the hands of such a person. If such a low-probability event really happened, it would be a waste of money for him to swim in this muddy water for so many years.

Since everyone has said harsh words to each other, I am a scum, you are not afraid of scum, I bet you will like me, and you are sure that you will never be tempted, then it means that this risky game can finally be played Prologue. He no longer has to hide and hide, and can attack and assault boldly with confidence.

Thinking of it this way, the injustice in my heart seems to be a little better, I can't tell if it's because of self-comfort, or because of this bowl of hot noodles that warms my heart.

"Ah! Brother, your show is about to start!" Xia Xiuze ran to the living room with a noodle bowl in his hands, and shouted again after a while, "Brother! Why is the TV turned on?!"

After taking the last bite, Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, took out his phone, clicked, and threw it back on the table.

"Okay! Open it!"

The two brothers' way of getting along is really strange and funny, Zhou Ziheng was thinking about it, when Xia Xiuze came back and dragged him to the sofa in the living room, "Brother Ziheng, let's watch together."

"I have to go back..."

"Don't go back!" Xia Xiuze pushed him on the sofa, "Do you still have a job?"

"Not today..."

"That's all right!" Xia Xiuze sat next to him, with his feet crossed, "You can watch with me for a while, I'm afraid I won't understand, you tell me, anyway, why don't you raise your feet if you want to go back It takes the effort to open two doors."

This kid's tongue is really slippery... Zhou Ziheng couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he was persuaded by him.

Not only him, Xia Xiqing also fell in love with Xia Xiuze's invincible stalking skills. In this way, the three of them sat on the same sofa in a delicate atmosphere and watched "Escape from Life". The show first aired a title, about the process of the staff building the secret room and leading the guests into the secret room while blindfolded.

Not long after the beginning, Xia Xiuze, who was originally sitting in the middle, moved his **** forward and slipped onto the carpet.

"What are you doing?"

"I like to sit on the floor." Xia Xiuze turned his head with a smile, and his mouth didn't stop for a moment after eating the noodles. While watching TV, he turned his head and asked Zhou Ziheng questions from various programs.

"Brother Ziheng, do you have a script?"

"The script... there is, but some of our guests didn't get the script, but the guest playing the killer seems to have it."

"Then is that room of yours really fully enclosed? Isn't it the fake one?"

"Um…"

"Have you tried picking the lock? I know how to pick it..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing kicked Xia Xiuze on the back, and said impatiently, "Shut up."

"I'll just ask," Xia Xiqing moved his **** towards Zhou Ziheng, with an aggrieved expression on his face. At the end of the trailer, the first shot of the feature film is the scene of Zhou Ziheng being tied to an office chair.

"Wow, brother Ziheng is so handsome."

Zhou Ziheng was used to seeing his own face on the TV, but at the moment he was a little nervous, and couldn't explain why. The camera switched from his face to Xia Xiqing's. His hair was half tied up, he was wearing that familiar white shirt, his eyes were covered by a black eyepatch, and there was no unnecessary expression on his delicate face.

The camera only included his upper body, but Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but began to recall the scene at that time, the hands bound by the silver handcuffs, and the white ankles going down the rope.

"Brother looks good too!" Xia Xiuze's words broke his imagination beyond the lens.

The Xia Xiqing in the impression, the Xia Xiqing in the camera, and the Xia Xiqing who is beside me at this moment are obviously the same person, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that there is something different.

Can't help but want to take a look.

Xia Xiqing was half lying on the sofa watching the show. More precisely, he was watching Zhou Ziheng in the camera. Compared to him now, he really hated himself when he first recorded the show. No matter how he behaved like an actor Concealing and disguising will always inadvertently detect his defense and hostility towards himself in the camera. But now he doesn't seem to hate himself so much.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his face slightly, looking for that face, but collided with his gaze tacitly and defenselessly.

Too coincidental, too short, sparks sparked at the ends of the collision.

Zhou Ziheng glanced over hurriedly, pretending to be calm and looking at the TV screen, the picture was no longer their room, but Ruan Xiao's room.

"Brother Ziheng, aren't you a killer?" Xia Xiuze finally couldn't bear it and began to seek clues from the two leading actors. If this was just an ordinary suspenseful reality show, he would definitely start to analyze the clues quietly and enter the situation. , but now the two guests on the TV are sitting in front of him, how can he still sit still.

"Brother Ziheng, I didn't understand the password just now, what's going on?"

"Ah! I know that, Morse code! But I don't remember the correspondence. I'll look it up..."

"Oh, it's all my fault that I went to check the meter just now. I didn't see this section. How did this sister find this? Brother Ziheng..."

…

Finally, Xia Xiqing couldn't bear it anymore, hooked Xia Xiuze's neck, clamped his head between his elbows, and said every word with a "kind" smile on his face.

"The killer is Shang Sirui."

"I was killed by him."

"In the end Zhou Ziheng escaped first."

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, and Xia Xiuze just kept hugging his knees and fell straight on the ground. The meaning of the whole program, together with Xiao Xia's three views, were spoiled three times by Xia Xiqing's cruelty gotta smash.

"Ah!! Why are you so cruel! Are you a devil???" Xia Xiuze rolled around on the wool carpet, kicking the air with his feet as if venting his anger, "I hate you!!"

Looking at these two naive people, the corners of Zhou Ziheng's mouth couldn't help but rise, and there seemed to be something hooking him in his heart, asking him to take a look at the person beside him.

Yu Guang finally followed the thoughts in his heart and floated onto Xia Xiqing's body. To Zhou Ziheng's surprise, Xia Xiqing, who was crooked on the sofa, had his eyes bent into two clusters of crescent moons, which was different from the usual smiles. There's the contentment and cunning of a successful prank. It was the first time Zhou Ziheng saw such a childish smile on Xia Xiqing's face.

"I don't want to see you again, you are too much, I want to go home and see for myself."

Xia Xiqing, with his arms folded around his chest, stretched out a hand and waved towards Xia Xiuze's back, "Walk slowly."

Seeing that his brother didn't miss him at all, Xia Xiuze became even angrier. He grabbed the schoolbag at the entrance, opened the door angrily, and stood still at the door for a long time, as if he was planning something.

"Hey, let me tell you whether you are going or not." Xia Xiqing lazily turned up the volume of the TV, "Please close the door for me."

Zhou Ziheng has been hesitating whether he should drive the child home, he is still a little worried.

After thinking for a long time, I was finally ready to speak, "That...how about I give it to you..."

"Ahhh, spoiler for the whole family!" Xia Xiuze suddenly cursed in shock, then quickly ran out the door, closing the door with a bang.

Xia Xiqing laughed back angrily, "What's wrong? Curse yourself when you're free..."

These two brothers are really... Zhou Ziheng sighed amusedly and helplessly, and finally returned his gaze to the TV screen. Coincidentally, the scene returned to his and Xia Xiqing's room again. This section was exactly the scene where Xia Xiqing cracked the Morse code in "Mirror Suite". Installed cameras.

In the frontal view, Xia Xi Qinggao raised his leg with his hands handcuffed, kicked the mirror to pieces, and then slowly retracted, decisive and calm, but I don't know why, the editing is very good, the production is also very sophisticated, even The BGM that matches the program is just right, but Zhou Ziheng always feels that something is missing.

It is impossible to restore the shock of being in the secret room and seeing Xia Xiqing kick the broken mirror with his own eyes.

Xia Xiqing stared intently at the TV screen, watching himself raise his handcuffed hands in front of Zhou Ziheng.

"Do you know?" Zhou Ziheng said suddenly, "At that time, I was thinking, why don't I take the key away now, Xia Xiqing is so cunning, it seems safer to have the key in hand." He looked at Xia Xiqing, smiling very frankly , "At least I have something in hand."

Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng expressionlessly. His slightly curved eyes, upturned mouth corners, and white teeth revealed when he spoke, with a deep outline and a refreshing temperament, made people think of the snow-white roofs on the coast of the Aegean Sea.

"I always thought you were the killer, that's why I was so on guard." Zhou Ziheng turned his head, saw himself accepting Xia Xiqing's request on the screen, and lowered his head to help him unlock the handcuffs.

His voice was soft, "Actually, I was able to get out smoothly in the end because of you."

There seems to be a lake near the ear, and a round pebble falls down, gradually sinking. Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng who lowered his head slightly on the screen, only ten centimeters away from him.

"Do you know what I was thinking?"

Zhou Ziheng turned his head and looked at Xia Xiqing's profile. The ever-changing light from the TV shone into his pupils, like glass **** emitting a strange luster. "What?"

"What I'm thinking is..." Xia Xiqing, who was watching TV without moving, suddenly turned around, reached out his hand and circled behind Zhou Ziheng's back, stroked the back of his head, and leaned close to him. very close.

Once again, surrounded and invaded by the familiar scent of perfume.

Before Zhou Ziheng's brain could function well, Xia Xiqing stretched out his other hand to hold his chin.

"Your face is really suitable for kissing."

After speaking, he turned his face and kissed her.

For some reason, the alarm in Zhou Ziheng's heart was delayed, and he was almost numb when Xia Xiqing approached. It wasn't until Xia Xiqing actually kissed him that the whistle in his mind suddenly woke up.

Xia Xiqing must be crazy!

He tried to push it away, but it had the opposite effect. Xia Xiqing's hand gripped even tighter, and the tip of his tongue almost half-forcibly stuck in, **** and aggression merged into one. In his eyes, a kiss should be the most tender thing in the world, but at this moment it has become Xia Xiqing's weapon to attack the city.

Xia Xiqing also felt that he was crazy, he just wanted to do this, the desire in his heart was so urgent, like a robber with a knife, forcing his body to do anything that could satisfy him. Licking, entanglement, sucking, the closer he is, the more he desires more, no matter how Zhou Ziheng pushes his shoulder, he is unwilling to give up, but wants to get closer.

The kiss between two men is a tug-of-war with no outcome.

The temperature rose rapidly between the intimate friction and the rapid breathing exchange, which made the thick musk in his perfume even more intense. He was obviously a veteran in love, but Xia Xiqing became flustered under Zhou Ziheng's resistance, and sucked his lips and tongue indiscriminately, but seeing his forbearing eyebrows and eyes aroused even more intense fire, burning himself all over .

Zhou Ziheng frowned, Xia Xiqing's hand was like a slippery and cold snake, rubbing against his Adam's apple, slithering down, slipping in from the black windbreaker, he woke up suddenly, and grabbed Xia Xiqing's wrist forcefully, but no matter how hard he tried, , the other party just refused to repent, refused to give up, and even straddled him with his legs apart, trying to hold him down.

It's crazy!

When he was dizzy, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a fishy and sweet smell in his mouth. The delayed pain made him frown, and his movements became slow. Press on the sofa.

He couldn't stop panting, his thick eyelashes were beaded with misty sweat, and Xia Xiqing in his sight was different from before, his pale face was flushed a little because of his emotion, blood oozed from his bitten lip, and the wound It seems that some kind of beautiful flower is blooming in it.

"You're crazy..." Zhou Ziheng's panting subsided slightly, but his chest still heaved and heaved, unable to cover up the previous throbbing.

Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, and the teeth were stained bright red, "I was originally a lunatic."

With such an expression, he looked like a tortured drug addict.

"You said you were not afraid."