Xia Chang

This time, when Shen Chenyang's kiss fell, Zhang Qi no longer accepted it with the complicated emotions of the characters in the play. She seemed to be afraid of something, and suddenly, she put both palms on Shen Chenyang's chest.

The lights on the stage of the theater are trying their best to simulate the drowsiness of the snow-covered room, and Zhang Qi is looking at him with the soul of the people in the play with his teary eyes when he is deeply in love.

Somewhat frightened, she ran away from the kiss that was supposed to come.

In fact, from the afternoon to now, Zhang Qi and Shen Chenyang have been getting along peacefully. They did not speak outside the scene, and they became the characters themselves on stage; Zhang Qi played very well, and she became another more tough and tragic version of her. .

The liquid in Zhang Qi's eyes gushed out more violently at the moment she was hesitating, so that everything in her vision was blurred, she couldn't see Shen Chenyang's expression, the light was very dim, and Zhang Qi's hand on his chest She began to tremble and feel sore, she was pushing him away, but Shen Chenyang was approaching him forcefully.

In Shen Chenyang's eyes, Zhang Qi lost some confidence and straightforwardness for the time being due to the change of role. Her eyes were beautiful, but after shedding tears, they revealed infinite sadness; when Zhang Qi's eyes were closed, the eyes were clear The water mark quickly opened on the cheek.

Shen Chenyang kissed her tenderly, mixed with the pathos brought by the plot, they were all on the run, but at this moment they hugged each other without any scruples.

An unreal snowy night, a luxurious and solemn house, many past hatreds, cheongsam and suits... Zhang Qi forgot for a moment what kind of plot she was in. She hadn't chatted with Shen Chenyang for a long time, and she was forcing herself to forget, On the day she became another her, she walked into the cage of destiny

This is their longest and most intense intimacy in the play.

The link after the curtain call remained the same. A group of men and women who were dieting and exercising on weekdays must make an appointment for a supper. Zhang Qi stared at himself in the mirror after taking off his makeup. She was recently exhausted physically and mentally, with heavy dark circles under her eyes.

I don't know if it was because of the hot weather, Zhang Qi was dizzy for a moment when she lowered her head, she wanted to sit down to rest, but after sitting down, she was too weak to stand up.

Sweat came out on his back, and he began to feel cold and hot. Zhang Qi lay on the dressing table and opened his eyes with difficulty. She heard Shen Chenyang's voice in a daze, and he was asking; "What's wrong?"

Later, Zhang Qi didn't want to cheer for the humble and hateful happiness, but she was addicted to it after all. Shen Chenyang carried her into the emergency room, the white light pierced his eyelids, and the smell of disinfectant diffused in his breath. .

Zhang Qi felt that she was lying in the consulting room like a fish on a chopping board. She still longed for the existence and continuation of the story, even though she knew it was impossible.

Shen Chenyang was with me when hanging the water. The symptom of the cold was fever. Zhang Qi's lips were chapped. She took the bottled water that Shen Chenyang unscrewed, and said bravely, "Thank you."

"Are you back with your ex?" he asked.

Zhang Qi looked at him, guessing his intentions, and said, "What does this have to do with you, this is my private matter."

Shen Chenyang was sitting on the empty seat next to Zhang Qi. He stared at her needled left hand and explained: "I saw you sitting together today. You were avoiding her before, so I thought..."

"People's feelings are very complicated, and they are the most unpredictable."

After Zhang Qi finished speaking softly, he bent his lips in a self-deprecating manner. She looked at the occasional people coming and going near and far away, but her mind was full of images on stage today—Shen Chenyang kissed her when she was hesitating, Like a sudden storm, it blows the flowers that are about to wilt in the scorching sun.

Zhang Nian didn't go back in the rain because Liu Xiaobai insisted on keeping him.

Used to playing in the team, Liu Xiaobai didn't care if there was anyone around him at all. He was lying on the bed in his underwear, looking at his phone while chatting with Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian was not surprised, they lived in the same dormitory, so they knew each other's habits, Zhang Nian did not have the habit of undressing in front of others, but Liu Xiaobai did.

He has a relatively broad and clear frame, but he doesn't feel strong in his slender body. He is white and never tanned, and there are restrained and beautiful muscles on his arms.

Zhang Nian was wearing Liu Xiaobai's pajamas, with his recently blow-dried hair on his head, flipping through an old travel guide book under the desk lamp, and asked, "How many of these places have you been to?"

"I haven't been there yet. This is the world chapter. You can see clearly. I haven't stepped out of the country yet." Liu Xiaobai still stuck himself in the bed, and his voice was lazy and comfortable.

Zhang Nian asked him again: "Then where do you most want to go?"

"Why do you ask this... Do you get free air tickets on your next birthday?" Liu Xiaobai laughed out loud, sat up, held his mobile phone, and said, "Look at yourself, I can't figure it out, If you buy a new mobile phone and still use the old one, you don’t need a new one to buy a new one for others, so it’s okay to be nice to yourself.”

"Too lazy to change...don't make fun of me, is there any country you particularly want to go to?"

"Japan."

"Do you want to be a designer in the future? Or a cartoonist." Zhang Nian closed the book, he came over, and turned off the lamp on the desk.

Liu Xiaobai was able to quickly answer this question, he said: "No, it's too late now."

"Actually, if you want, you have time." Zhang Nian stopped talking without any further arguments. He knelt down on the bed, lifted the quilt on the left side and lay down in it.

There should always be a sense of distance between people, so it is impossible for a close friend to be completely honest, so Zhang Nian turned off the light.

Liu Xiaobai's cell phone was on, and his whole face was covered by white flashing light. The fighting sound of the mobile game stopped, and Liu Xiaobai's cell phone screen also went dark. He said solemnly: "Sleep."

In the dark room, it is almost impossible to see anything, only the indicator light of the computer is on and flickering slowly.

But Liu Xiaobai started talking again within a few seconds. He suddenly laughed and asked Zhang Nian, "What do you want to study in college? Is there anything in particular you want to do?"

"I want to study economics, I want to travel to more countries, and I want to go through China in detail."

"How long will it take? You will definitely be able to take a lot of photos. You can take videos and upload them. Maybe you can become an Internet celebrity... Hey, you don't want to be an Internet celebrity. You just like it and feel happy. I Did you guess right?"

Zhang Nian was breathing shallowly, he didn't answer anything, Liu Xiaobai said a lot, and the two of them fell into a momentary silence.

Liu Xiaobai thought for a while, and then said: "I don't really have any dreams. Anyway, I can make money after graduation. I will adapt very well, and I don't have a job that I particularly hate."

"It's not bad to go with the flow."

Zhang Nian's very low voice scatter in the ear, blending with Liu Xiaobai's mental fatigue, the world turns into a light feather in the night, swaying in the air with the sound of people's breathing gradually softening .