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butterfly memory

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    When picking him up at the airport, Xia Xiqing could clearly sense Zhou Ziheng's rising popularity. Originally, his high nationality was already a great weapon in the entertainment industry. Now, thanks to the popularity of reality shows and CP, his topicality was almost the same.  Yue is known as the first of the 20th generation of male actors in the current entertainment industry.

    Ronaldinho and several bodyguards surrounded Zhou Ziheng, stretched out their hands to form a human wall to stop the fans, and surrounded Zhou Ziheng who was taller than them all.

    If only Zhou Ziheng was the only one, the situation would be better under control, but Xia Xiqing on the other side of CP was also there, and there was also a popular boy group top Shang Sirui. Together, the number of fans doubled by the order of magnitude.  Shang Sirui is a gentleman, he let the bodyguards protect Ruan Xiao all the time, and he followed behind Ruan Xiao.

    Xia Xiqing was originally walking behind Zhou Ziheng, but unexpectedly, a fan came up and grabbed his sleeve, pulling his baggy white sweater, half of his shoulders were exposed.  There were screams all around her ears, making Xia Xiqing dizzy from the noise, and reached out to grab the clothes on her shoulders.

    "Don't pull Xi Qing's clothes!"

    "Xi Qing, Xi Qing's clothes!"

    "Who is talking there, let go!"

    Xia Xiqing couldn't help frowning, star work is really not for ordinary people, according to the usual situation, he would have lost his temper, but now he can only bear it.

    Looking back, I couldn't see who pulled my clothes. There were too many people. Xia Xiqing frowned and grabbed his neckline, and said helplessly, "Don't get excited, the clothes will be torn."

    The scene was chaotic for a while, Zhou Ziheng who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around, reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist, "Let go."

    The girl who was holding on to Xia Xiqing looked up, and Zhou Ziheng looked down at her expressionlessly.  Shocked by his aura all of a sudden, he let go of his hand in a daze.

    "Don't do this next time, it's very dangerous." Zhou Ziheng turned his head, adjusted his torn clothes very smoothly, took Xia Xiqing's shoulders and brought him obliquely in front of him, and used himself to hold Xia Xiqing and the fans together.  separated.

    Moving forward with difficulty, the fans became more and more excited. Several bodyguards got a little impatient with being entangled by the fans. They reached out to push them, but Zhou Ziheng stopped them, "Don't push them."

    His tone was very stern, "It's dangerous, and stampedes are prone to happen." His voice was a little louder, as if he wanted to tell everyone, "Everyone, stop crowding, it's not like we won't see you anymore, and there will be opportunities in the future.  Watch your step and be safe."

    Xia Xiqing, who was still very irritable at first, couldn't help laughing at this moment. This person really exudes the glory of a majestic saint all the time.

    Putting ordinary stars aside, I have scolded them hundreds of times in my heart.

    He tilted his head, looking at the bony hand holding his shoulder.  He suddenly envied Zhou Ziheng, no, it's more like jealousy than envy.  Because no matter what happens, he can deal with it with the brightest attitude.

    A natural gentlemen.

    Even if he seduces and persecutes Zhou Ziheng again and again, he will still reach out to help him out of moral conscience, trying to protect him, just like protecting anyone who needs protection, even if he is so miserable.

    Xia Xiqing hates such people, hates people who live like light, their existence makes him even more despicable.

    The car of the program group took them to the recording location of this episode of the program. The time was tight, and dinner could only be taken care of during the styling period. Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing and Shang Sirui shared a large dressing room.  After finishing the clothes, Xiao Luo and Shang Sirui's assistant came in with food.

    "Xi Qing," Xiao Luo specially called Xia Xiqing, "you can eat some too. This restaurant is very famous in the local area, so it should suit your appetite."

    Xia Xiqing responded with a smile, but didn't have much expectation.  Whether it was eating hot pot together before, or eating alone in the P cafeteria with Zhou Ziheng, Zhou Ziheng's taste was as light as ever, and he almost didn't touch chili.

    But when he walked to the sofa, he saw Ronaldinho unpacking one by one, only to find that half of the dishes were glowing red, and they were spicy chicken and Maoxuewang.  The other half are some light dishes, which can be seen as Zhou Ziheng's taste at a glance.

    "Ziheng ordered these by himself," Xiao Luo covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered to Xia Xiqing as if making a small report, "I didn't order them. If you don't like it, blame Ziheng, haha."

    Zhou Ziheng, who had just changed his clothes, opened the door and walked in. Unlike the previous private server, the clothes arranged by the program group looked much simpler, a dark blue long-sleeved sweater and light blue jeans. Strangely, this suit was similar to Xia Xiqing's.  Surprisingly similar.

    Xia XiqingStaring intently, I thought of myself in elementary school.

    In the science class, the teacher asked everyone to go back and catch an insect accompanied by their parents, and bring it back to class next week to observe with the students.

    He doesn't like insects with hard carapaces that hide in dirt and dead leaves. He likes butterflies with beautiful wings.

    But no one is willing to accompany him to catch.

    "Butterflies can fly, do you think they can be caught so easily?"

    "I don't have so much free time to accompany you to catch bugs, I want to work."

    But Xia Xiqing was stubborn since he was a child. On the afternoon when he was rejected by his parents, he came to the garden sullenly.

    Just by chance, he saw a blue-striped butterfly fluttering its wings lightly, occasionally resting on the roses behind the yard.

    His little heart skipped a beat.

    In order to catch him, Xia Xiqing, who was in the third grade of elementary school, spent the whole night making tools, and sat in front of the steps with the small net for the whole afternoon.

    In the end, persistently, he sprained his foot, scratched his calf and arm by roses, limped and excitedly pinched the net, and locked the beautiful butterfly into a delicate cage  .

    There are still four days before the next science class, and the first thing Xia Xiqing does when he wakes up every day is to look at his little butterfly, feed him water, put fresh little roses on him, and lie on the table obsessively watching  He flapped his beautiful wings.

    Indulging in this obsession every day, you can even forget the pain left when you get it.

    Finally, the day came when he could bring the little butterfly to class and introduce it to everyone. Xia Xiqing stood on the stool and rummaged around. After searching for a long time, he found a piece of blue velvet that could match his little butterfly.  Carefully put the piece of velvet on the cage, and led him to the classroom.

    Some of them took little ladybugs, some beetles, and scarabs, none of them could compare with his little butterfly.

    "Show you mine." He smiled so proudly, and lifted the piece of velvet.

    Contrary to expectations, the blue butterfly that was supposed to be dancing was lying silently in the cage, motionless. No matter how Xia Xiqing cried or shook the cage with his scratched hands, he never flew away again.  Get up and flap your beautiful wings towards him.

    It would be nice if I didn't catch this butterfly.

    If I hadn't seen him on the rose bush that afternoon, hadn't tried to keep him with me, hadn't paid everything to try to have him.

    I will not lose.

    "Xia Xiqing."

    "Xi Qing."

    Thoughts were suddenly withdrawn from the memory, Xia Xiqing put down the butterfly specimen in his hand in a daze, and turned around.

    The radio that had only noise just now made a sound.

    "Can you hear me, I'm Zhou Ziheng."

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    The lifespan of butterfly adults is very short, some less than ten days.  So that little butterfly has actually spent nearly one-third of its lifespan with Xiao Xiqing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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