Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

Yan Jinxiao looked up at the person, and was about to say something hesitantly, when the door of the treatment room was pushed open with two soft knocks.

Yan Jinxiao and Sheng Zimo looked over at the same time.

The person is tall and tall, with a medium to strong build. He looks about 30 years old, with darker skin and thick black eyebrows. Although there are a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his temperament is not gentle at all, but rather rough and energetic. Vigorous rivers and lakes.

The man looked at Yan Jinxiao and Sheng Zimo, his black eyebrows raised suddenly: "—Yo, this is wrong!" He sighed.

Sheng Zimo looked at the man inexplicably, then turned his eyes to Yan Jinxiao, and then heard Yan Jinxiao say to the man, "Why did you come here?"

Chen Jingdong laughed happily, showing his white teeth, walked up and said, "I heard from Lao Wang that you escorted someone to see a doctor... I thought it was a little girl!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded at Sheng Zimo, looked at Yan Jinxiao, and continued: "No introduction... Who is this?"

Yan Jinxiao put down his chopsticks, got up and walked towards Chen Jingdong, he was about to go out with the person in his arms, but the latter remained as still as a mountain, and gave Yan Jinxiao an unclear look——Yan Jinxiao's heart froze for a moment.

"My name is Sheng Zimo." Sheng Binghao, who had watched the show for a while, watched the interaction and realized that the two were acquaintances, so he reported his family name, "It's Yan Jinxiao buddy, and they are filming together recently!"

Chen Jingdong bit the tip of his tongue, his brain went numb, he stared at Yan Jinxiao in disbelief, and said in surprise: "--filming?!"

But looking at Yan Jinxiao's hesitant expression, he quickly figured out something. He broke away from Yan Jinxiao's restraint, and sat down on the leather sofa next to him. He opened his mouth and said, "Zimo, Mr. Xiaozi Let me mention you!"

"Are you tired of filming recently?"

Sheng Zimo inexplicably felt something, glanced at Yan Jinxiao strangely, and then replied with a smile: "I'm not tired, everything is going well, but yesterday I suddenly had a high fever, and Xiaozi took care of me, which made him very troublesome."

He didn't know that Yan Jinxiao had such a friend before crossing, but a buddy's friend is a brother, this Chen Jingdong is an acquaintance, and Sheng Zimo is not bad, so they chatted naturally.

Chen Jingdong's eyes behind the thin lenses were clearly smiling, and he looked at Yan Jinxiao - the latter's expression was unnatural at first, but soon returned to normal, and he was not in a hurry to push people away. Sitting down, he introduced to Sheng Zimo: "This is Chen Jingdong. He has a playful smile and a nonchalant face. He is an old fritter. If he doesn't like people calling him brother, just call him 'a flower'."

Sheng Zimo laughed immediately: "It's impossible! I'd better call Dong Ge."

Chen Jingdong waved his hand and was also amused: "They are all my brothers, and I don't mind calling them whatever they like... But how did you and our Xiaozi know each other? I haven't seen him be so enthusiastic about anyone."

After speaking, the corner of his mouth twitched, apparently holding back a smile—he deliberately glanced at Yan Jinxiao.

Sheng Zimo scratched his neck a few times by pulling the collar of his sweater, thought for a while, and said, "Only for filming—"

Before he finished speaking, he was cut off by Yan Jinxiao: "It's so late, you came to the hospital to lay eggs or something, hurry up and let us go, don't delay our meal." Immediately, Chen Jingdong got up from the sofa.

Chen Jingdong staggered, bowed his waist slightly, and nodded Yan Jinxiao with a smile. Although he didn't say anything, his body language was very clear - just wait and see, you boy!

Later, he waved to Sheng Zimo, said "Get well soon, we will meet later", and dragged Yan Jinxiao out of the house together.

When Yan Jinxiao came back again, Patient Sheng did it himself, and the dinner was finished.

"It's not that he laid eggs, it's that his relatives just gave birth and came to visit." After Yan Jinxiao finished speaking, he sat on the sofa and rubbed his face, "That one just now was a buddy I knew well."

"I think Brother Dong is quite interesting, what does he do?" Sheng Zimo asked.

Yan Jinxiao looked up at the half bottle of drip left in the sick room, took a sip of water, and replied, "Go about your own business."

Sheng Zimo nodded, although he felt something was wrong, he didn't ask any more questions.

It was past ten o'clock when I returned to the residence at night. After Sheng Zimo came out of the wash, he saw two square boxes on the table. When he got closer, he found that they were a black and a white high-necked autumn clothes. .

this is……?

He turned his head to look at Yan Jinxiao, who was busy with a notebook in the corner of the sofa - the latter looked over with dark eyes if he felt something.

Yan Jinxiao nodded his neck and said, "I entrusted the waiter to buy it, don't you want to hide your embarrassment?"

Depend on!

Sheng Zimo gritted his teeth secretly.

But he breathed a sigh of relief, but in the end he didn't say anything—after Chen Jingdong interrupted the questions that came out of his mouth in the hospital, he came back to his senses later, he didn't know whether it was hard to say, or he was trying to avoid it, and many complex emotions overflowed In his heart, it was difficult to lift it to the table and break up with Yan Jinxiao.

Yan Jinxiao didn't mention anything, and Sheng Zimo pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if he didn't take anything to heart.It's just that when Yan Jinxiao pulled Sheng Zimo's pliers into Sheng Zimo's arms before going to bed at night, Sheng Zimo's heart suddenly trembled——

When Sheng Zimo stared at Yan Jinxiao with wide-eyed eyes, he saw the latter snort out of his nose, and faintly raised the corner of his lower lip: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Yan Jinxiao touched something from the bedside table, raised his hand and waved it in front of Sheng Zimo's eyes, and said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, I'll just give you the medicine."

Although these words were very serious, Sheng Zimo seemed to read the subtext of "I'm afraid of hair, I won't love you".

Afterwards, the surnamed Yan didn't care what Sheng Zimo's reaction was, sat cross-legged, put Sheng Zimo's head in his arms, squeezed out the medicine, and applied it on the entire allergic red rash on Sheng Zimo's neck .

Sheng Zimo's skin is allergic to woolen fabrics, but this morning he bit the bullet and told Yan Jinxiao to borrow a turtleneck sweater - there was really nothing he could do about it.

——The rows of blue and purple hickey marks on the neck are shocking, not to mention the drama, if anyone sees it, I don't know how much sensation it will cause in the group!

But he went to work in a sweater today, but Pomegranate's piercing eyes saw the truth. Fortunately, today's scene has nothing to do with yesterday's scene, otherwise his neck would be exposed to the world-he was really worried.

When he was washing first, Sheng Zimo saw the blue and red spots covering his neck, and he felt a headache to death. The rash is easy to say, Sheng Zimo knows his own constitution, as long as he doesn't touch woolen fabrics, heals within three days. What about the marks?

In fact, it's not just the neck, but further down—hey, damn it, there's nowhere to catch the eye!

Sheng Zimo didn't even have the face to look in the mirror now - he would feel so annoyed that he was about to have a heart attack as soon as he raised his eyes!

He was afraid that Yan Jinxiao would bring up what happened last night again, but who knew that before going to bed, the old animal surnamed Yan, although he didn't mention anything about what happened last night very much to his liking, gave it to Sheng Zi In Mo Huan's arms—as if Sheng Zimo was his private property, he arbitrarily put medicine on someone's neck.

The posture of applying the medicine was like pushing oil on a good piece of mutton fat jade—the moment Yan Jinxiao touched the skin of Sheng Zimo’s neck with his fingertips, he seemed to have guessed that the person in his arms would struggle—he gave Sheng Zimo life Hold it tightly, and slide your fingers over the colorful and delicate skin inch by inch, with a carefree expression on your face.

Sheng Zimo was so restrained that he couldn't move and had to be manipulated by others, but his heart was in a mess at the moment, he was really going crazy!

——He felt that Yan Jinxiao was not applying medicine at all, but lighting the fire at will!

Sheng Zimo was about to be wiped out!

Oh shit!

This bastard definitely did it on purpose!

At a certain moment, Sheng Zimo cleverly broke away from Yan Jinxiao's confinement, and turned over with a gulp.

He tugged his hair violently, and suddenly said, "What the hell do you mean?"

Yan Jinxiao raised his eyes and frowned slightly, his face was expressionless and he did not speak, his dark eyes stared at Sheng Zimo, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

He wrung out the ointment and threw it aside, took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands-the room fell into a dead silence, and the smell of needles could be heard, making every second very uncomfortable.

Sheng Zimo's spine was tense, his whole body was hot, and he was anxious and irritable.

At this time, Yan Jinxiao's cheeks tightened, and he suddenly said, "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? You still don't understand what I mean by what I did last night?"

"I'll tell you what I mean today—I want to kiss you when I see you! I want to slap you hard!"

"I've been with you for so long, why don't you tell me you don't know anything!"

Sheng Zimo: "...!"

How could it not know!

Why pretend to be ignorant while pretending to be clear—to this day, the fig leaf of the so-called "brother" between the two has finally been torn apart, and there is no room for maneuver.

That night, Sheng Zimo tossed and turned on the bed by himself, staring blankly for an unknown amount of time before falling into a dazed sleep, while Yan Jinxiao took the initiative to move the pillow and quilt to the sofa to deal with him. He said he would give Sheng Zimo time to think about it. When the illness is cured and you understand it, the two of you can talk about business again.

The next day, Sheng Zimo performed all the plays in the state of brainless automatic navigation - this day's play happened to be connected to the previous day, and all the scenes of illness were arranged. Fortunately, he played them all before time travel , the lines are clear to the heart, and the content is very precious, otherwise his virtue of being out of the body will have to be passed on to Dao Fang and Pomegranate.

That night, everyone went back to their respective homes. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. This rare day off is very precious to all staff members—those who live in this city will go back to their respective homes, and those who live in other places will be with their relatives and friends. Friends get together, don't need to be a social animal in the crew for [-] nights, and finally can eat, drink and have fun like a person, not to mention how wonderful it is!

In the evening, Yan Jinxiao stood by the window to answer the phone, Sheng Zimo silently packed his things, but hearing Yan Jinxiao's tone and conversation, Sheng Zimo knew that the person on the other end of the phone must be Grandpa Yan.

When he and Yan Jinxiao were called brothers before crossing, he was often invited by the old man to eat at home.

After Yan Jinxiao died unexpectedly in a fire, he let the widowed old man treat him as his own grandson with red eyes, and then he did what he did—hiring a nanny, hiring a rehabilitation trainer, chatting with him, taking tours, taking care of the old man with cerebral infarction and spared no effort until he recovered The health is still not falling every week, and he comes to accompany him at home. He really regards the old man as his own father.

Sheng Zimo simply packed his luggage, carried a schoolbag on one shoulder, glanced at Yan Jinxiao who was still on the phone, and hesitated whether to say hello before leaving - but the state of the two of them last night was at war with each other today. Sheng Zimo gritted his teeth and finally decided to disappear from the room quietly.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yan Jinxiao's voice came from behind, "My grandfather asked you to go home for the New Year."

Sheng Zimo stopped and tightened his grip on the doorknob. Without turning his head, he replied in a low voice, "Thank you grandpa for me, but I have an appointment."

——opened his eyes and told a nonsense.

Yan Jinxiao hung up the phone in a hurry, walked over a few steps, and slapped the door panel with one hand.

He is tall and has long legs and a strong figure—at this moment, he is pressing the door with one hand in the small space of the porch, looking down at people, his protruding browbones cast a shadow under the direct light of the bright ceiling light, deepening the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, making him Those eyes were deep and sharp, with a sense of aggression.

After a long time, seeing Sheng Zimo not moving, Yan Jinxiao let out a long breath, and lowered his tone: "Sheng Zimo, you are not really that cowardly, are you... confessing that I like you, can it really scare you like this?"

"Are you planning to avoid me like this from now on?"

Sheng Zimo clutched the strap of his backpack tightly, his back leaning against the wall, and he didn't answer.

Yan Jinxiao closed his eyes, and after a while, said in a deep voice: "I'm not forcing you, I just let you think about it, just give me an answer if you think about it... Is it really that difficult?"