you are deep in the stars

Bai Xi rejected the warmth from love. He just pressed his cold hands and feet closer to Mr. Han's body, rubbing them back and forth, and buried his head in the quilt, just like an indomitable koala.Han Zhuo patted him on the back and suggested: "If you are really cold, you can consider heating yourself."

Bai Xi raised her head and glanced at him.

"Of course," Han Zhuo's right hand slid down, crossing the restricted area in a very natural gesture, supporting the soft and cool buttocks, "you can also consider asking me for help."

The slender fingers carried the familiar body temperature, and this kind of unobstructed intimate contact could indeed dispel the cold in an instant—and it also had the warming effect of blushing, Bai Xi's spine suddenly went numb, and she rolled and crawled on him Leaving, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

Han Zhuo shook his head with a smile, and hugged the bluffing little rascal from behind.

"Good night," he said.

Bai Xi vaguely responded, shrinking herself even smaller.

It was snowing all night outside the window.

Director Mark Lee felt very sad about the departure of his soulmate, and came to the hotel lobby early in the morning to bid farewell.However, Mr. Han was in a good mood, and for the first time, he praised his interstellar love, saying that this movie can be made into a masterpiece, so three to five years is not too long, take it slowly, and don't come back in a hurry.

Bai Xi kicked him in the back.

Han Zhuo smiled calmly.

Mark Li was extremely sad. He put his hands in his sleeves and stood alone on the snow-covered steps. He watched Bai Xi and Han Zhuo walk away side by side until the last figure was swallowed by the light and wind. He couldn't help but burst into tears. With a full face-this kind of picture can conceive a hundred kinds of life and death in the movie, each of which is very touching.

"Do you want to hear it?" Director Ma couldn't wait to call, "I've already written three outlines."

"I don't want to hear it at all." Bai Xi fastened her seat belt, ruthlessly rejecting such an unlucky and curse-like plot.

Mark Li was still chanting to himself, but Bai Xi had already turned off her phone and was getting ready for a good night's sleep.After the plane took off, Han Zhuo helped him turn off the small windows and lights, creating a small dark and quiet space, while he took a magazine and flipped through it.And Shi Xiangguang in the front row was also dozing off with his eyes closed. Among all the people, only Liu Chunchun looked extremely nervous, even a little restless. Even the flight attendant sensed his emotions and came over to ask three times for help.

Liu Chunchun had no choice but to say, "It's a little hot."

After a while, the stewardess brought over a glass of peach wine with ice, trying to relieve the guests from being hot and anxious.But in the beautiful pink sparkling wine, diamond-shaped ice cubes were shining brightly. Liu Chunchun became more and more dizzy. He sighed silently and continued to look out the window in a daze.

In the apartment on Xinghai Road, Wang Yuanchen was sitting on the carpet in front of the window, listening patiently to the person on the other end of the phone. That was Liu Chunchun's mother. Because she couldn't get through to her son's phone, she was inevitably a little anxious, so Only then will I call Mr. Wang.

"The flight will land in one hour." Wang Yuanchen explained, "He may be too busy with work, so he didn't tell you about the business trip."

Hearing what he said, the mothers and aunts on the other end of the phone were relieved, and once the mood relaxed, everyone began to miss the beautiful and sensible Mr. Wang again, so they came over one after another to remind the recent past. It's time to cool down, put on more clothes, don't catch a cold.

Wang Yuanchen had a good attitude and answered every question, until he coaxed all the aunts back to play mahjong, then hung up the phone with a smile and let out a sigh of relief.One thing Liu Chunchun didn't guess right was that the noble and violent Mr. Swan Wang actually didn't hate this kind of overwhelming care from his family. On the contrary, he felt very warm.

……

Four or 10 minutes later, as soon as Liu Chunchun got off the plane, he was criticized by a series of calls from various relatives, accusing him of not telling his family when he was on a business trip.

"I just heard that she was confused in playing cards." Liu Chunchun dragged the box and said listlessly, "I'm sorry, I forgot in a hurry."

"Why are you in such a bad mood, your boss criticized you?" Auntie could hear his mood very well, and immediately became alert.

"No, I just have a cold." Liu Chunchun said, "I'm going to hang up first, Brother Bai is still waiting." He wrapped his coat tightly, bent over and hurried into the car, his face not sure whether it was cold or really nervous. Like a white sheet of paper.

Seeing his sickly appearance, Bai Xi felt a little worried. He originally wanted to say something, but Han Zhuo secretly stopped him, so he had to swallow it all back.The car passed through the elevated road all the way and merged into the slow and congested sea of ​​cars.Like a child, Shi Xiangguang has been looking outside intently, as if he wanted to find some memories about his childhood and youth, but it is a pity that the old houses and streets of that year have been demolished, and only a few A sturdy, very old tree was carefully surrounded by the government with cement. The uneven circles on the branches are like pairs of eyes, witnessing the rapid development of the city.

"Is it this building?" Shi Xiangguang suddenly asked when passing by somewhere.

"You mean teleportation?" Han Zhuo nodded while driving, "It's here. Currently, in this city, it seems that this is the only place that can transmit energy."

"It doesn't matter where it is." Shi Xiangguang said.

This sentence was a bit out of date, Han Zhuo asked hesitantly: "It doesn't matter where?"

"As long as you can perceive this power, you only need to use some small tools to teleport to break through the limitations of the building just now." Shi Xiangguang further explained, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"You mean, with the help of some tools, I can teleport anytime and anywhere?" Han Zhuo frowned, "It sounds a bit unbelievable, what kind of tool is that?"

Shi Xiangguang shook his head, laughed and said, "This is my weight."

"Aren't we comrades-in-arms now?" Bai Xi turned his head and looked at him through the gap of the seat back, "What is the most important thing about comrades-in-arms?"

Shi Xiangguang replied: "We are not teammates."

Bai Xi choked.

"My dream and goal, from when I was young until now, has never been to send supernatural beings home." Shi Xiangguang said, "And it's just the opposite." When he first entered the Beidou Research Institute, he longed for He can decipher all the genetic codes of supernatural beings, but now, he just wants to avoid the sharp edge of all struggles, quietly hide in a corner of the northwest, and spend the rest of his life in peace.The rest, whether it is humbleness and filth, greed and ambition, or brilliance, mission, justice, kindness and glory, have nothing to do with him.

"But I still really want to recruit you into the team." Captain Bai Xi muttered.

Han Zhuo smiled silently, while Shi Xiangguang continued to rest with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't heard anything.