Xia Xiqing never thought that Zhou Ziheng would return the painting to him on his twenty-sixth birthday. Looking at his own name on the nameplate of the picture frame, his eyes were slightly astringent. The painting has disappeared for many years, and he almost has an evasive mentality, not looking for it, not thinking about it, as if as long as it does not exist, he has never cared about the so-called family affection, and has never been hurt.

But escaping is escaping after all. He cannot deny that there are too many complex and unspeakable emotions embedded in this painting, and this emotion includes love. Zhou Ziheng understood this, so he helped him find it and repair his broken heart.

Zhou Ziheng is always able to find his weakness with great precision, and then protect it with his warm palm, regardless of whether he is willing or not, as always, he devotes his idealism. But he had to admit that he hit the heart every time.

Seeing that the event began to proceed in an orderly manner, Xia Xiqing's originally nervous heart relaxed a lot. Among the guests, there were originally many media from the literary and art circles who reported on the event, and Xia Xiqing also accepted interviews accordingly.

"How did you embark on the road of artistic creation?"

This question is not level. Xia Xiqing smiled at the female reporter who asked the question, "It's in my ears and eyes."

"So you mean, your family is also engaged in this profession?"

"I think the activities of this art museum have little to do with my family." Xia Xiqing began to doubt the purpose of this female reporter. He tried to get out of it, but found that he was surrounded by another part of the media.

"May I ask how you got into the crew of "Tracking"?"

"There are rumors that you brought money into the crew. Could you please explain the relationship between the investors of "Tracking" and you?"

It turned out to be for the movie. Xia Xi should have thought early in the morning that the huge response after the release of the trailer of this movie would make some people jealous sooner or later. It seemed that they felt that they could not find a breakthrough from Zhou Ziheng and the director, so they could only start from themselves. Although Xia Xiqing is not a member of the entertainment industry, he is already familiar with the routines of this industry after being splashed with dirty water so many times.

Under the timely feedback of the assistant, the security personnel came to control the field.

"Excuse me, please leave the exhibition hall."

"We are invited media, how can you expel us casually?"

Xia Xiqing maintained a smile on his face, and pressed the arms of the security personnel beside him, "It's okay." He showed a professional smirk at these reporters, "As long as you don't ask anything unrelated to this event, of course you won't be expelled. Anyway, we also have video recordings here, and if there is any discrepancy between your reports and the situation at the scene, we will of course pursue legal responsibilities according to law.” After speaking, he added like a joke, “I am such a penny-pinching person, I believe everyone is very clear."

Seeing the embarrassment on the faces of those reporters, Xia Xiqing smiled innocently, "Don't you want to interview? Shall we talk about the dark colors of El Greco first? Or the fluid light in William Turner's writing?"

After dismissing those headless entertainment reporters, Xia Xiqing went to the second floor and poured a glass of champagne. After calming down, he felt that this matter was not so simple. The entertainment reporters kept talking about the investment of "Tracking" just now. Could it be that the competitor saw that the investor hadn't made it public, so they deliberately took advantage of the vacancy and set up a name to bring their own capital into the group?

He wanted to directly bring funds into the group, but he didn't give him this opportunity.

Tried to dial Jiang Yin's number, but the line was busy, Xia Xiqing thought about it for a while, originally wanted to call Zhou Ziheng's number but finally gave up. He said before that he was shooting a perfume commercial, and it should not be over yet.

In order to understand the situation, Xia Xiqing took a look online, and there was no hot search related to "Tracking" investment on the hot search list for the time being, but when he clicked on the hot search related to "Tracking", there were already some marketing accounts already picking up investors. Previously, Zhou Zijing invested in the name of an acquired media subsidiary, and signed a confidentiality agreement, so netizens could not see the disclosure of the investment.

There were also similar comments under the Weibo of several marketing accounts. One wave said that this kind of semi-anonymous investment was tricky, and the other wave pointed the finger at Xia Xiqing himself.

[@吃蓝族人号1: How can there be melons if there is Xia Xiqing? Xia Xiqing is a "treasure boy". ]

[@为你waiting333: I think this kind of thing is all related to bringing funds into the group. Xia Xiqing, who studied painting, can now act in plays. Those actors who came from a major but have no acting skills are really ironic. ]

Such remarks can be found everywhere, and the purpose of rhythm cannot be more obvious. But to Xia Xiqing's surprise, this time the film crew's response was astonishingly fast. He only refreshed the homepage and got the clarification from the film's official Weibo.

[@电影计划官方微博: The speculations about the investment of "Tracking" on the Internet recently are all untrue, and the following is the investment agreement. We will definitely investigate the spread of rumors. ]

The important parts of this investment agreement have been coded, but the amount of 85 million and the full name of the investor, Xingye Media, have been reserved. In addition to this one, it also includes the investment agreement of the director himself and the producer Jiang Yin.

The purpose of disclosing the investors is to stop those rumors claiming "black water investment", but to be honest, it does not prove Xia Xiqing's innocence. He knew very well in his heart that these marketing accounts could link his name to any of these investors, whether it was Xing Ye who took the lead, Zhou Zijing behind it, the director, or even Jiang Yin, they could all become investors. his benefactor. This is the trickiest part.

Jiang Yin's phone call came in suddenly, Xia Xiqing answered it quickly, the other party sounded calm, but seemed to be looking for a solution.

"Xi Qing, you should have been harassed by reporters."

"Yeah. A group of people came here just now, and I chased them away. Did you find out who stabbed the knife in the back?"

Jiang Yin spoke with anger, "After following the postponement of the release, I collided with a movie with a big investment. The other party is also a double male protagonist, but the topic popularity cannot catch up, so I wanted to ruin my reputation before the release, so that everyone would not like it." Go and see."

just know. Xia Xiqing held his mobile phone and stood in front of a window in the corner of the second floor, meditating.

There was no other way, even though Xia Xiqing had never wanted to do this.

"How about this, Sister Yin, you should still have some marketing accounts under your hand? Pretend to pick up my background, and I will give you the information when the time comes, but I won't be able to get it out." Xia Xiqing's tone was completely indifferent , "Let's spread it out for everyone to see, to see who can take care of me."

He celebrates his birthday once a year, and he has to blew himself up about his family background for the sake of the movie. The stalk of self-destruction player can't be picked up for a lifetime.

Three hours later, a video was frantically forwarded on the Internet, which was the funeral of Xi Hewei, a master of domestic sculpture, and the one who stood at the front to carry the coffin for Mr. Xi was none other than Xia Xiqing, a traffic painter who was on the cusp every day.

[@八句话话: A netizen picked up the funeral of Mr. Xi, the master of sculpture. Isn’t this little brother who carried the coffin Xia Xiqing? In addition, someone found the shares held by Media Asia International on the Internet (authenticated or not). Bar…]

[@我喜欢的人是一个小画家: My ID name should be changed [kneel down] Happy birthday Xi Qing! ]

[@通过的小仙女: So Xia Xiqing is the son of Huantai? His mother's family is still the offspring of an art master, so why doesn't he like women! ]

[@12345 Going up the mountain to fight tigers: ...It was said before that the people who are kept are all brainless blacks. Huanya, it's too late to ask for support. ]

[@SSS Warning: I now suspect that Xia Xiqing really brought money into the group hahaha, brought his own money. ]

[@My son is the cutest: No, Media Asia did not invest in this movie, the biggest investor is Xingye, you go and find out who bought Xingye the year before last, and you will come back to thank me. ]

[@推进的是你的高塔 Reply @My son is the cutest: Damn, I just went to check, it’s Jingming! Isn't Jingming's major shareholder that person's brother? It's not the male second, but the male first who I really bring money to. ]

[@我儿子最爱的回复@推进是你的高塔: You can’t talk about the male one, his background is not something you can talk about, so shut up. ]

[@自学女孩cute: Xi Qing happy birthday! Fuck me, what kind of fairy CP do I have to deal with? ? [ps vaguely smell the breath of self-destruction...]

[@夏旭清1221Happy birthday: Wait for me if you blew yourself up! Xi Qing: If you continue to spread rumors, I will explode! ]

Now the direction of eating melons for the whole people has turned to picking up Xia Xiqing's net worth, all kinds of jokes are flying all over the sky, and even a lot of helpless sisters start calling Xia Xiqing's husband on Weibo, almost occupying his Weibo, making Xia Xiqing dumbfounded.

When refreshing again, Xia Xiqing saw Zhou Ziheng's Weibo.

[@actor Zhou Ziheng: Foryou.]

This Weibo has two accompanying pictures, each holding a bottle of perfume. The bottles are designed in a very simple prismatic shape. The perfume liquid in the first bottle is deep black, mixed with a little blue quicksand, which makes people think of the vast universe and the twinkling but tiny stardust in it at first glance.

The liquid in the other bottle is transparent and also contains quicksand, but it is a rich crimson color. The design inside the bottle is very special, the quicksand is fixed in the center of the bottle, and a small eternal red rose is hidden inside.

Xia Xiqing recognized Zhou Ziheng's hand holding the perfume bottle almost immediately. Not only was he familiar with him, but also the small rose tattoo on the inside of the ring finger that appeared behind the translucent bottle.

In the retweet is the official blog of the luxury brand of this cooperation.

[These two perfumes will be sold globally as our Christmas limited editions, and @actor周自恒 will participate in the whole process of fragrance blending and conceptual design. The main fragrance of rose mixed with pink pepper, supplemented by the pure desire of white musk, presents the ultimate romance of starry sky and roses. The name of the perfume will be announced at 23:59 tonight. ]

This wave of publicity has been done with all my heart.

While complaining about the advertising ambassador, he received a WeChat message from the other party.

[Renaissance: Is it over? I am waiting for you at your home. ]

For the so-called birthday surprise, Xia Xiqing actually didn't have much expectation, because the previous painting meant a lot to him. But seeing Zhou Ziheng's news, he couldn't help feeling a desire. I want to go back early, I want to see him, and I want to celebrate the day I came to this world with him.

There is nothing to celebrate when he came to this world. What is worth celebrating is that he was lucky enough to come to this world so that he did not miss Zhou Ziheng.

When leaving the art gallery, many fans saw him leaving, and finally couldn't help calling his name in a low voice. Xia Xiqing walked out while arranging his coat, and said goodbye to them with a smile.

"Happy birthday Xi Qing."

"Happy birthday!" One of the girls asked with a flower in her hand, "Brother Xi Qing, why did you buy pink roses?"

Xia Xiqing turned to face them, took two steps backwards, and smiled softly, "Pink roses are the best accessories for girls."

After getting out of the elevator in the apartment, Xia Xiqing walked straight to the door of his house. But the moment he opened the door of the house, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. It was pitch black inside, and there was no light left.

This is not like Zhou Ziheng's style. If he is at home, he will definitely keep a light in the porch for himself, or simply keep every light on.

Could it be that he hasn't returned yet?

Although he dared to recall the past now, the fear of the dark had almost become a physiological reaction. Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand, fumbled for the light switch in the living room by the door, and pressed it with a snap.

Strange, the touch of this switch is not the same as before...

Before he had time to check it carefully, or even found out that the light in the living room was not turned on at all, Xia Xiqing just froze in place.

The cold darkness in the empty living room was suddenly crushed into countless tiny dazzling stardust, floating in the vast universe. It was so quiet at this moment, as quiet as a vacuum, but he could hear his heartbeat again, beating at an ever-increasing frequency, reaching his eardrums, like a radio frequency emitted alone in the quiet universe.

Taking a step closer, Xia Xiqing tried to call out his name, like a teleportation light-year away.

"Ziheng?"

The moment he opened his mouth, an extremely bright spot of light suddenly erupted in the center of the quiet sea of ​​stars in front of him, as if signaling the arrival of a young star. The phantom stellar wind in the darkness distorted and compressed everything. Points were annihilated and reborn, and gradually gathered into a red nebula, slowly unfolding.

Like a blooming rose.

He couldn't describe everything in front of him. This great shock seemed to come from the primitive awe and longing of the tiny human beings for the boundless starry sky.

Zhou Ziheng finally appeared at the other end of this rose nebula, with a gentle and quiet smile on his face, holding a small controller in his hand.

"Someone once asked me, there are so many beautiful things in this world, if you were asked to choose one to give to the most precious person, what would you choose?" He showed a slightly embarrassed look, "Before I met you, I I feel that the most macroscopic beauty in the world is the universe, and in essence, we are no different from these stardust, we are all children of stars and children of the universe.”

He lowered his head and smiled, "But after meeting you, I discovered that a rose stained with dirt is also beautiful. The microscopic beauty is equally shocking."

His gentle gaze traveled through the entire nebula, reaching Xia Xiqing's starry eyes.

"When I finally waited for this day, I started to struggle, because whether it was the universe or the rose, I wanted to give it to you. So," he held out his hand, "please allow me to introduce to you, this is the nebula NGC 2237. Or We can call her Rose Nebula." Zhou Ziheng stepped on the stardust, passed through the magnificent star cluster, walked in front of Xia Xiqing, and hugged him.

"It took me half a month to take a picture of it." Zhou Ziheng took out a photo and put it in Xia Xiqing's hand, "Then I asked Zhixu to model and do holography together, and only then did I have what you see now "He smiled and kissed Xia Xiqing's forehead, his voice was gentler than the universe.

"Happy birthday. Thank you for coming by my side."

Xia Xiqing finally understood why Zhou Ziheng hid on the rooftop with a lot of astrophotography equipment. But what he didn't expect was that he could actually reproduce the nebula hundreds of millions of light-years away in front of him, so that he could use his own eyes to feel all the solemn and romantic things.

He also finally understood what the two perfumes designed by Zhou Ziheng himself represented. The combination of black quicksand and eternal rose is everything in front of you.

Holding the photo, he looked up at Zhou Ziheng, behind him was a magnificent crimson nebula.

Want to speak, want to express, but all the signals he can send out have been plundered, kneaded into another heartbeat that is very close away.

This is the most beautiful rose in the world, the stardust is the mud, and the milky way nourishes it. It will never wither, it will always bloom in the silent universe.

"This is what I want to give you, cosmic-level romance."