at night.

Zu Qi talked about this during the video with Xue Jue. At this time, he was completely convinced that the fan that Director Wang said was Xue Jue, so he half-jokingly told Xue Jue not to do it.

After all, he is still a rookie, if there are too many special treatments, it will inevitably attract the attention of others.

Hearing this, Xue Jue's eyes quickly flashed with surprise, and then he was silent for a long time.

"You misunderstood." Xue Jue's voice was very cold and abstinent, penetrating the handset of the mobile phone, echoing in the dark golden room, like a bell that made a crisp crashing sound, "I didn't do this."

"what?"

"The person mentioned by Director Wang is not me." Xue Jue repeated.

"But if it wasn't you, who else would it be?" Zu Qi asked subconsciously.

Xue Jue's eyes dimmed a bit. There was no expression on his face, but his tone of voice was extremely serious: "I don't know who it is, it's not me anyway."

Zu Qi didn't expect to get this answer, he was a little surprised, and couldn't conceal the loss that almost overflowed from his eyes.

He was stunned for a while, and after reacting, he hurriedly smiled at the corners of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, and said: "It turns out that I am passionate."

"..." Xue Jue stared at Zu Qi silently, his eyes deep.

Although Xue Jue didn't show it clearly, Zu Qi was keenly aware that Xue Jue was not very happy at this moment... As for why he was unhappy, Zu Qi couldn't figure out why.

But Zu Qi didn’t think about it so much, he continued to laugh awkwardly: “I stroked everyone I know. It seems that only you and Heng Jingchen will do this. Maybe it is Heng Jingchen, or maybe he is really like a king. The guide said it was made by my fans. I will ask Director Wang again tomorrow."

Xue Jue listened quietly to Zu Qi's words, and then hummed.

Then, the two were relatively speechless.

Zuqi saw that it was late, so he said he was going to take a bath, and then hung up the phone.

I didn't know that Zu Qi came back from the shower, and not long after sitting by the bed, the phone screen suddenly turned on, and when he turned his head, it was actually a video request sent by Xue Jue.

Zu Qi picked up the phone and wanted to connect to the video, but inadvertently remembered that he had just come out of the bathroom and only had a bath towel around his crotch.

So he hurriedly threw away his phone, ran to the closet and changed into comfortable, casual and good-looking clothes. By the way, he dried his wet hair with a hair dryer and applied essential oils to make a styling. Finally, he did not forget to apply a mask and wipe it off. cream.

When Zu Qi hurriedly finished this, half an hour had passed.

After the first video request sent by Xue Jue was not answered, there was no more movement. Whether it was a call or a voice or video request, Xue Jue would never make a second call.

Zu Qi knew that Xue Jue's behavior was conscious. In case he was busy with important work, Xue Jue's behavior would only disturb him.

But I don't know why, Zu Qi doesn't like Xue Jue's cautious and observant character from the bottom of his heart. He even hopes that Xue Jue can be willful. Since there is no one to answer the call, he will call until the other party answers.

At the same time, he deeply understood that Xue Jue could never have such a willful day.

That's it...

He was always so obedient and considerate. It was also good, at least he was much more bullied than he thought.

After such a self-comfort, Zu Qi finally felt better in his heart. He picked up the phone to enter the WeChat interface, and directly clicked on the missed video call in the chat log.

In the next second, Zu Qi's white and smooth face appeared on the screen of the phone. The warm light covered his cheeks, and the cage was covered with a vague golden light.

Zu Qi always felt that the original owner's appearance was very good, with a sharpened chin, watery peach eyes, a tall nose, and a coquettish atmosphere with a frown and a smile, but he would not appear too feminine.

Originally, Zu Qi would always be narcissistic in the mirror for a long time when she was washing, but at this moment, she always felt that something was wrong. No matter what angle and posture she took, she felt that the level of appearance had not reached the previous level.

Zu Qi focused on the camera and flicked the broken hair on his forehead, completely unaware that Xue Jue's slightly speechless face appeared in the small box in the upper right corner.

When he caught a glimpse of Xue Jue in the aftermath, the video call had been connected for almost five minutes.

Zu Qi: "..."

Xue Jue couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay, you continue, I can wait for you."

Zu Qi was ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to wear it back five minutes ago and squeeze himself immersed in the styling. His cheeks became flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He couldn't help complaining, "Why didn't you remind me? Scream?"

"I think you are too fascinated and can't bear it." Xue Jue was calm on the surface, but the corners of his mouth kept tilting upwards.

Zu Qi knew that he had let Xue Jue look at the joke again, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. He looked at himself dejected on the screen, and finally knew what was wrong.

He wanted to show his best side in front of Xue Jue, always looking at himself with an extremely critical eye, only to feel that many things were unsatisfactory.

Just like when a male peacock meets his favorite female peacock, he will open the screen to attract the other's attention...

Damn it?

It's not right.

He is not a male peacock, nor is Xue Jue a female peacock. What kind of devil's metaphor is this? !

Zu Qi was frightened by the inexplicable thought that appeared in his mind, and quickly shook his head, trying to drive these messy thoughts out of his memory.

"Zuchi?"

Xue Jue's concerned voice suddenly pulled back Zu Qi's thoughts. He looked up and saw Xue Jue's somewhat nervous face in the small frame, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zu Qi sighed, and then reached out and clicked the small frame. When Xue Jue's face filled the entire screen of the phone, he smiled, "What did you think of me just now?"

Xue Jue said: "I wanted to ask you if you want to look at it."

"Okay." Zu Qi agreed without hesitation. He was busy shooting night scenes in recent days. It was two or three o'clock in the morning when he returned to the hotel, so he was not ashamed to trouble Xue Jue to show him ten million.

I haven't seen it for three days, I miss it.

Xue Jue pondered for a moment, and said helplessly: "You must have fallen asleep."

"Forget it, let's watch it another day." Zu Qi said carelessly, anyway in no rush.

"En." Xue Jue nodded, his deep gaze stayed on Zu Qi's clothes and hairstyle for a while, and he said abruptly, "You look good in this way."

Zu Qi: "???"

by.

Why do you say this for no reason? His heart began to beat fiercely uncontrollably again.

Bang bang bang bang—

It seems that the whole world has been pressed the mute button, and only his restless heart is left, struggling desperately to jump out of his chest.

Zu Qi felt that his brain had crashed, and he didn't even know how to respond to Xue Jue's words next.

He stared at Xue Jue's beautifully contoured face in a daze, and the ghost said a very shameful sentence: "If you like it, it won't be wasteful for me to work for a while."

Xue Jue burst out laughing: "How do you know I like it?"

At this time, Zu Qi's entire face was red and turned into a monkey ass, and his two ears seemed to be screaming and steaming. He glared viciously at Xue Jue on the screen: "Don't you like it?"

Xue Jue's eyes were slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and his face was filled with a gentle smile that was hard to see by others. The light glowed softly in the corners of his eyes, which made him look so good that he didn't look like a real person.

"I like it." Xue Jue narrowed his smile, and his dark and beautiful eyes lifted up slightly. It was the lens. He said solemnly in the voice of a subwoofer, "I like it very much."

"..."

Xue Jue's act of looking straight into the camera made Zu Qi feel like being stared at by the other party for no reason. He lowered his head subconsciously, so he didn't dare to "look at each other" with Xue Jue. He knew that his face must be red enough to bleed.

I touched my cheek, it was very hot.

This scorching heat seemed to soak the skin of his palm, and then went up along his arm until it spread into his heart...

At this moment, Zu Qi could no longer ignore the strongest feeling in his heart-he seemed to like Xue Jue.

Maybe it's not love, but just like it.

Even if it's just a faint liking and appreciation, it is also like.

He, I like it, Xue Jue.

After hanging up the video ignorantly, Zu Qi sat by the bed for a long time, got into the bed without taking off his clothes and pants, and wrapped himself in a bedding.

It seems that only by immersing in the darkness can his emotions gradually calm down. The breath he exhales is thick and scorching, permeating the narrow bed, as if it can steam him.

Zu Qi chewed on Xue Jue's "like" word over and over, and wondered hopefully, does Xue Jue like him a little bit too?

But after thinking about his identity and the dirty things the original owner had done to Xue Jue, Zu Qi's whole heart was shrouded in despair.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed.

If Xue Jue really feels for him, it's fine. He doesn't want to finally have someone he likes but is unrequited love.

…

Xue family.

Xue Jue was sitting at the desk. The screen of his laptop showed the synthesizer that the assistant had sent him an hour ago. He took a new project a week ago and was so busy.

But I don’t know why. After eating dinner every night, he will take two hours to wait for Zuqi’s WeChat. Once Zuqi sends WeChat to say that the filming is over, he will chat with Zuqi on a video call for a while. .

However, Zu Qi was also very busy in filming. Xue Jue often waited all night without waiting for news of Zu Qi. Of course, his work had not been completed, so he worked overtime until three or four in the morning.

In the subtle, chatting with Zu Qi has almost become an indispensable habit for Xue Jue before going to bed.

He also felt strange, but couldn't give up.

And Xue Jue also hid a little secret in his heart that Zu Qi didn't know, that was the night when Zu Qi entered the crew, they videod it all night.

Zu Qi slept all night, and he worked all night.

Then in the latter half of the night, he heard Zu Qi keep talking in sleep. At first he was confused and speechless, and then suddenly he called Xue Jue's name clearly.

At that time, Xue Jue thought that Zu Qi was awake, so he responded. He didn't know that Zu Qi didn't hear what he was talking about. He called his name intermittently and said many other things.

Thinking of the content of those dream talks that Zu Qi said, Xue Jue pursed his lips, hardly paying a few touches of embarrassment and embarrassment in the always calm expression.

Unexpectedly, Zu Qi was open in life, and in his dreams, he was so open that he didn't know what restraint was.

"Hey…"

Xue Jue let out a faint sigh, and thought of Zu Qi's work meal, his expression suddenly became cold, he thought for a few seconds, and then picked up the phone and dialed the assistant's number.

…

Ever since he knew that he liked Xue Jue, Zu Qi was very troubled. On the one hand, he hesitated whether to choke this feeling in the cradle, and on the other hand, he wanted to know how Xue Jue felt about him.

After such repeated entanglement, Zu Qi's whole person suddenly became haggard in the situation of insomnia and dreaminess.

Xiao Dengzi felt distressed, and while Zu Qi was taking a break from filming, he persuaded earnestly: "Brother Qi, don't care about who delivered the box lunch. As long as it is for you, you can eat it."

Zu Qi: "...I'm not struggling with this."

Xiao Dengzi had a black question mark on his face: "But in our opinion, you only have this matter to entangle, right?"

Zu Qi has been smooth sailing in filming, and he was caught by the guide Wang and praised him again and again, which caused Zhou Hai to see green eyes from the side, so Xiao Dengzi did not think that Zu Qi would be worried about the filming.

Hearing that, Zu Qi gave Xiao Deng Zi a sullen look: "Don't bother me, go and eat your meal."

Little Dengzi scratched his head, got up happily and went out to receive the lunch.

As soon as Xiao Dengzi walked, Duan Kai walked to Zu Qi with two beautifully packaged lunch boxes on his back, put the things in his hand on the table, and said coldly: "Congratulations, the whole crew only has your working meal. The price has risen from 80 yuan to 120 yuan."

Zu Qi looked up dumbfounded.

Duan Kai seemed to see Zu Qi's doubts and added: "I asked Director Wang specifically, and he said that this is the heart of another fan of yours."

"..." Zu Qi choked, speechless for a long time without speaking, "Where do I come from so many fans?"

Duan Kai hissed: "Actually, I am also very surprised at this point. Isn't it your enemy who prescribes medicine in the lunch box?"

Zu Qi: "..."

Duan Kai: "Like Tang Moning? Like Shi Hao? Like Chen Meixin?"

Zu Qi: "..."

I can't see that Duan Kai has always looked like a worldly expert who has no desires and desires. He has almost gone to the countryside to farm with a hoe. He didn't expect there to be such a gossip.

Although the origin of the box lunch is unknown, it was taken from Director Wang after all. Zu Qi was uncomfortable to refuse, so he accepted it cheekily.

Lifting the lid of the lunch box, a scent of food came over her face, Zu Qi couldn't help swallowing, and her stomach that was not very hungry suddenly grunted twice.

The work meal worth one hundred and twenty yuan is indeed luxurious, and Zu Qi's heart is dripping with blood, as if every spoonful of food fed into his mouth has turned into renminbi.

I thought that the work meal would end here, but I didn't expect this to be just the beginning.

In the next two days, Zu Qi’s work meal went up wildly in units of meals, and he was also eating a work meal worth 150 yuan at noon. In the evening, it rose sharply to two hundred yuan.

Zhou Hai, who got the news, asked Director Wang in front of everyone in the crew. At the beginning, Joe Yiyang’s work meal was only worth 80 yuan, so why did Zu Qi, a male partner, get 200 yuan? work meal.

Director Wang was caught between Bai Guangjian and Xue Jue in a dilemma. After hearing Zhou Hai’s irritating complaint, he suddenly lost control of his emotions: “Zu Qi didn’t eat a penny from our crew at all. All he ate was sent by his fans. Food, your mouth is so powerful, so your fans can give it away!"

Zhou Hai did not expect that Wang Dao would respond to him in full view, his face turned black into coal, and the depression in his eyes could almost freeze and drip down.

Just then, the guide flew over and shouted excitedly: "Director Wang! Brother Qi's fans are calling again! They said that they were inviting everyone from the crew to eat Japanese food tonight! The ordered Japanese food is already being delivered. On the way here!"