Zhou Ziheng stood still, holding the small handwritten letter with his fingers, lowered his head, the black brim of the hat covered his deep eyes and mood, and remained silent for a long time.

Xia Xiqing didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart was very restless, and some kind of emotion between panic and shame was rising, unlike him, these two emotions were very uncomfortable Xia Xiqing.

"That..." Xia Xiqing's lips moved, the self-esteem that had been entrenched in this body for so many years made him stretch out his hand and **** the letter back from Zhou Ziheng's hand, "This is a passage I copied, I like this one... "

Qiang cheered up and said the words that ended in Zhou Ziheng's step forward kiss. His hand held Xia Xiqing's cheek, but Xia Xiqing felt that what he was holding was his anxious and dying heart. The soft kiss is a good medicine, which brought him back to life from the great loss.

Xia Xiqing reached out and hugged Zhou Ziheng's back, and the two bodies were tightly attached, chest against chest, heart against heart.

When he wrote those words with his own hands, he really felt like a sacrificer.

For Zhou Ziheng's handful of bright stars, he offered everything he had. His timidity, his chronic illness, the dark side of his body, his burning desire.

On the top floor of this gorgeous and hidden art gallery, a hundred works dedicated to one person surround them. The world outside the door used this outstanding young artist as a talking point, causing a storm in the city, but he didn't care. Even if the supposedly perfect plan was disrupted, his muse still came.

Completion in regret is more complete.

Zhou Ziheng stroked the back of Xia Xiqing's neck gently, kissed and kissed the top of his head, his emotions were extremely complicated, from the initial panic and restlessness, to the loss that he thought he had been forgotten, to anger, to worry. The relief of finally seeing each other outside the gate of the art museum, the surprise and touch of climbing to the top floor.

All the unexplainable emotions turned into a mad love for the person in his arms at this moment.

"Do you like these gifts?" Xia Xiqing looked up at him, with hot spring water flowing in his eyes.

"I like it." Zhou Ziheng kissed the tip of his nose, "I like these, and I like you even more."

The straightforward words of love are burned in the heart and burned in the ears.

Xia Xiqing turned his back to him, took his hand and brought him in front of the sculpture. Zhou Ziheng felt amazed, the feeling was indescribable, seeing himself transformed into a snow-white artwork with his own eyes, seeing it so smooth that it almost The real lines, the deep and three-dimensional facial bones like mountains, there is only one point, Zhou Ziheng always feels that he is not like himself.

"It's too gentle." Zhou Ziheng stood half a meter away, facing his little artist, smiling a little embarrassedly, "Don't you think, how can I be so..."

"Who said that?" Xia Xiqing walked towards him, looked up into Zhou Ziheng's eyes, his voice was soft like spring breeze.

"You don't even know how tender you are to me."

A tenderness that cannot be reproduced even with dirt and love.

Xia Xiqing turned around again after speaking, "Didn't you find the posture of this sculpture very familiar?"

Zhou Ziheng's emotions have not yet been withdrawn, and he was hit by his seldom true feelings just now, and he was a little drunk. He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around the slender waist wrapped under the exquisite suit from behind, resting his chin on him. shoulders, head tilted to stare at the sculpture.

It is not a standing posture, but a sitting posture. The upper body is exposed, the muscles are full and the lines are clear, and the waist to the thighs are covered with a piece of soft fabric. The softness of the fabric can almost be faked. , as if you can grab a corner with your hand and tear it off. It tilted its head slightly, its eyes looked forward, and it held a well-opened rose in its right hand. The petals of the rose were soft and delicate. Bright.

There is a golden nameplate under the table with a word—Thief engraved on it.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt familiar, "It was... when I was in confinement, the day you stole my house?"

Xia Xiqing turned his face to the side, kissed him on the cheek like a reward, and smiled very sweetly, "Yes."

He couldn't forget what he saw when he was parting, the little prince who kept the red rose under the moonlight. The picture frozen in his pupils could not be dissipated in the heart of this failed Romeo for a long time, so he had to use his own hands and talents to keep the moonlight of that night forever.

Interpret Zhou Ziheng in the form that best interprets Xia Xiqing's essence.

"Thank you." Zhou Ziheng rubbed Xia Xiqing's side lightly with the side of his face, Xia Xiqing turned his face, a childish smile appeared on that pure and beautiful face, "You're welcome."

"I should thank you." The next second he turned around again, his voice was very low and soft.

"You are my Renaissance."

Zhou Ziheng didn't hear this sentence clearly, so he held him and questioned him again, but Xia Xiqing refused to say anything. His heart was beating very fast, and he felt that he might be crazy, and he could say such a thing.

No matter how much he entangled, Xia Xiqing refused to say any more. Instead, he broke free from his arms and walked to the sculpture, pretending to observe the work, and stretched out his hand to caress the sculpture's cheek. For some reason, this action suddenly made Zhou Ziheng feel threatened. He stepped forward and pulled Xia Xiqing back to his side, "Don't touch it."

Xia Xiqing was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Touch me, I'm standing here alive." He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and pressed it to his face. Seeing Zhou Ziheng like this, Xia Xiqing was both annoyed and funny, "You are really getting more and more promising, and you will eat the jealousy of a sculpture."

Zhou Ziheng was so used to jealousy that he didn't even bother to argue, "Yes, I'm just jealous." He frowned, and suddenly remembered something, and whispered, "Who knows if you will regard this sculpture as your Galate?" Ya."

Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, if you are jealous, you can be jealous, this guy actually quoted an allusion from Greek mythology.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Ziheng's face, "Why are you so powerful? Could this be the same thing? Pygmalion carved a sculpture and fell in love with his own sculpture. He has no prototype. I have you ah."

Although the tone was not very gentle, the last few words fell into Zhou Ziheng's heart like stars, shining brightly on his entire chest. He immediately hugged Xia Xiqing, kissed and kissed him on the cheek, and was so happy that he forgot about being jealous.

"Hey, let me go, childish."

"Don't let go, you are mine."

"If you don't let it go, I'll lock it up and never show it to you again. I won't give it to you."

"You scare me and don't let go. These are mine, and you are mine."

The two of them stayed in this small art gallery for a long time. They saw all the paintings that Xia Xiqing drew for him one by one. Many of them were drawn by Xia Xiqing for him when they had never met. They were carefully framed and placed in the here. Zhou Ziheng couldn't help feeling a little guilty. When he saw the truck passing by the apartment building before, he thought it was Xia Xiqing who was going to leave quietly.

It turned out that all the paintings were to be transferred here.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xia Xiqing, who had been in Zhou Ziheng's arms for a long time, finally woke up from the sweetness. He tried his best to avoid the disturbing fact, but it did happen, and the impact was immeasurable. Xia Xiqing just entered the entertainment circle with the intention of playing tickets. This is not his job. After all, he wants to return to his real career, but Zhou Ziheng is different from him. His profession is an actor, and his ideals and aspirations It's all done through acting.

But the art circle is different from the entertainment circle, he didn't want Zhou Ziheng to be dragged into the abyss of public opinion.

"You should go." Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, "You shouldn't have come either."

Zhou Ziheng didn't want to hear him say something like this, "I should come, I should come more than anyone else."

"Yes." Xia Xiqing raised his head and sighed again, "I mean, I must be being watched by many people now, and you should stay away from me during this time."

"It's okay. Even if we are in different places now, some people will suspect our relationship, it doesn't matter." Zhou Ziheng smiled, "The reporter will take pictures. If you don't want to make it public now, I will deal with it. It’s been a long time since I debuted, and no reporter dares to post photos of me secretly on the Internet, unless they don’t want to mess around.”

Xia Xiqing felt a little relieved. Now is a good time to leave the art gallery. He led Zhou Ziheng to the back garden of the art gallery, opened a locked wooden door, and the two left quietly, sitting on Xia Xiqing's car parked outside the back door. car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xia Xiqing's mind kept turning. His sexual orientation is not really a secret, especially in the Italian social circle. However, it was exposed so suddenly in China that he had to come out publicly. He was caught off guard. Thinking about it carefully, there are too many doubts. The timing alone is a strange coincidence, "It's very strange, I'll forget about breaking the news. Just choosing to break the news on your birthday is almost like a deliberate revenge."

"It's intentional revenge." Zhou Ziheng licked the dry corner of his mouth impatiently with the tip of his tongue, "Wei Min did it."

Xia Xiqing was a little surprised. He thought he had offended someone else, but he turned out to be that coward, "Wei Min? Is he too fat?" He untied his tie with one hand and put it on his wrist, "Last time I He should be cut off from his children and grandchildren directly."

"Probably because I have too much desire for revenge."

Xia Xiqing suddenly understood Wei Min's intentions. Wei Min dared to do these things knowing that he was rich, but because he really liked men and was really with Zhou Ziheng, he wanted to stir up public opinion and expose himself to criticism.

But he still didn't know Xia Xiqing well enough.

"He really thought he could get revenge on me?"

Xia Xiqing has never cared about public opinion, and he never lives by other people's evaluation.

"Since he broke the news about your sexual orientation, the next step, if I'm not wrong, should be to make a fuss about your previous private life." Zhou Ziheng calmly analyzed and comforted Xia Xiqing, "Sister-in-law said that she will handle this, and she will handle public relations."

"Public relations are useful, but not the most useful." Xia Xiqing lightly tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, with a casual smile on his face as he spoke, "If you like this game, let's see who will be ruined first."

On the second day, the hot discussion about Xia Xiqing's sexual orientation on Weibo still did not dissipate, and it was still on the headlines of hot searches.

Jiang Yin contacted some Weibo big Vs and posted some blog posts, some of which made articles about homosexuality and pretended to be homophobic. As soon as these articles were published, some netizens immediately resented and criticized them, and naturally sympathized with Xia Xiqing.

[@Skysc□□r: The comments of some big Vs on Weibo are really stinking. Although I am not gay, I can't stand it. What does it matter to you if people like men and women? Dead early in the morning! ]

[@小天使爱美美: I thought that the times have progressed now, and public opinion on homosexuality can be more tolerant, but I didn’t expect it to still be like this, it’s really chilling. ]

[@你喜欢去哪里: I am a boy, and I also like boys. These days, I really feel the malice of this society. ]

But there are also many netizens who commit cyber violence and attack Xia Xiqing's sexual orientation, and a large part of them are Zhou Ziheng's poisonous wei, who use Xia Xiqing's sexual orientation to write long essays, discussing Xia Xiqing's various crimes of posting, sucking blood, and gaining positions. , and even went online to the level of sexual harassment in the workplace, which really caused Jiang Yin a headache.

After all, at times like this, even if Xia Xiqing has nothing to do with Zhou Ziheng, the most important thing for fans to do is to keep silent and put themselves aside instead of causing trouble. But there are always some fans in the fan circle who can't figure out why, and they want to kill their idols with their posture when they are tearing up.

[@only love Zhou Ziheng: Mr. Xia is gay, and has repeatedly used Zhou Ziheng's name to enter the entertainment industry and cooperate with him many times, his heart is to blame. ]

[@吃蓝小灵魂: To say something that shouldn’t be said, although I’m not a fan of Zhou Ziheng, it’s disgusting to compare my heart with my heart. If my idol is forced to make cp with a **** guy, I’ll probably die of rage. ]

[@User23345290: Am I the only one who didn't like Xia Xiqing at first glance? It looks very gay. What's the use of being good-looking. ]

As soon as these remarks came out, they were immediately bombarded by netizens and fans who supported him, and neither side made any concessions.

Fortunately, the fan circle is a small area after all, and Du Wei is also a minority, after all, there is nothing to make trouble.

Taking advantage of the fact that the public opinion on the Internet began to be biased towards the discussion of sexual orientation, Jiang Yin immediately arranged for a new writer to speak from another standpoint, such as [Is homosexuality really the original sin? ], [I have the right to choose to come out or stay in the closet, and I have the right to refuse to be out! ], [Irrelevant to sexual orientation, related to freedom] articles frequently appeared on the Internet, among which many well-known same-sex bloggers spontaneously wrote and published, which quickly set off an upsurge of netizens on sexuality issues. The issue of Xia Xiqing’s coming out of the closet was raised to the category of freedom , Accurately hit the weaknesses and demands of many netizens.

[@transparentheart: I think the source of this matter is the whistleblower. It is other people's private matter that other people like men and women, and they have not done anything outrageous. Doesn't this violate other people's right to privacy? ]

[@蜜糖very sweet: The world is no longer worth it to the point where you can’t even have the freedom to like someone? ]

Xia Xiqing didn't listen to Jiang Yin's words, his Weibo was always online, always watching the trend of public opinion on the Internet, waiting for the most suitable time.

According to Wei Min's mind, the next plan must be to expose his private life. Although Xia Xiqing's private life was chaotic before, it was by no means promiscuous. It's just that the number of people he pursued was considerable, but only one at a time. What's more, because of his Never trust anyone, so never left a photo image. Wei Min wanted to mess with him from this point, all he wanted was to write some gossip articles, and the chance of finding a real hammer was very low.

His phone rang suddenly, it was Zhao Ke.

"Hello." Xia Xiqing's tone was too calm.

Zhao Ke was still hesitant on the other end of the phone, "You... are you okay?"

"Very good. Very good." Xia Xiqing rummaged on the workbench, found a lollipop, tore off the wrapper and put it in his mouth, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I know about Wei Min. A friend of mine was at the same table with him in a big round. At that time, someone mentioned that he was hospitalized. Others don't know the inside story, but according to my friend, Wei Min almost didn't fall. table, with an ugly face, and he kept cursing on the way back, saying that he must kill so-and-so, so that he can feel ashamed." Zhao Ke paused, "I just now know that he is going to punish you, But he seems to be planning to expose your private life and let you be bullied online."

"Oh." Xia Xiqing snorted coldly, "He thinks I'm a piece of paper, and just relying on these irrelevant people to talk a few words can make me lose my head?"

"My Xia Xiqing's neck is very stiff, and I have never lowered my head since I was born."

Zhao Ke sighed, feeling that it was not easy for him to start a small talk with so many troublesome things, "Wei Min is a scoundrel, shameless, my friend said that he started talking about things in bed during the dinner, Those bed partners who don't give him face at all, it's hard to put it bluntly, it is said that they still..."

Hearing Zhao Ke hesitate, Xia Xiqing asked, "What?"

Zhao Ke and Zhou Ziheng are the same people, good kids from a family within the system, and their throats are stuck when they say it, "My friend said that he was still playing the video he recorded on his mobile phone at the wine table, and he was a third-tier female star. "He clicked his tongue, his tone full of contempt, and he was a little worried about Xia Xiqing, "If Ziheng hadn't arrived in time, maybe you would..."

Xia Xiqing bit the sugar ball in his mouth violently, with a crisp voice.

"I see."

After hanging up Zhao Ke's phone call, Xia Xiqing sat in front of his workbench, sitting quietly until the pieces of candy in his mouth melted.

What Zhao Ke said before left a shadow in his heart and echoed repeatedly. Something flashed through his mind, Xia Xiqing suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello?"

The other party's voice didn't deliberately pretend to be a bad friend like usual, but it was mixed with some concern, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Come on, you don't know who I am?" He laughed and got straight to the point.

"Xia Zhixu, help me with something."

The author has something to say: two love talkers~

Note: About Hengheng said Galatea.

According to Greek mythology: Pygmalion was the king and sculptor of Cyprus. Since childhood, he hated secular women and dreamed of a beautiful woman. Afterwards, he carried out an ivory carving, originally intending to carve a healthy and handsome male image, but by mistake, he finally carved a wonderful woman, who was the person in his dream. He fell in love with her hopelessly and named her Galatea.

The **** of love, Aphrodite, was moved by his deep and sincere love, and gave life to Galatea.

Self-study girls, please rest assured, Xia Xiqing will not give up because of public opinion, after all he said in high school [who you like is none of your business. I just like a dog, and it's about me and that dog! 】Those who say this hhh