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    Zhou Ziheng never thought that Xia Xiqing would come.

    Despite Xu Qichen's repeated lobbying, Zhou Ziheng doesn't think that Xia Xiqing will really expose his scars for the so-called "liberation". After all, for him, indulging in the present false beauty and controlling other people's love as he pleases,  It's far easier than letting go of the past and loving yourself.

    Zhou Ziheng didn't sleep all night that morning. He actually regretted saying that at the moment, but compared to the impulsive words when he lost control of his emotions, what is more sad is that Xia Xiqing probably didn't mind at all.

    I don't mind who he cooperates with, and I don't mind who is really to my liking.

    So when Xia Xiqing really appeared, Zhou Ziheng's heart beat wildly.

    Xia Xiqing walked towards him, raised his hand to remove the hair tie from the back of his head, and the hair scattered around his cheeks.  His eyes looked at Zhou Ziheng, but when he actually walked in front of him, he turned his face away and put the script in the hands of Xu Qichen who was sitting beside him, without looking at him.

    Xu Zixi, who was standing beside Zhou Ziheng, felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness when he saw Xia Xiqing. He bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to him, "Hello, I'm Xu Zixi."

    Xia Xiqing showed a gentle smile on his face, and held Xu Zixi's hand back, "Xia Xiqing." His voice was as soft as a cloud in the sky, "You just acted really well."

    Unable to grasp the cloud.

    "thanks, thanks."

    He smiled and retracted his hand, without looking at Zhou Ziheng from the beginning to the end.

    "Then Xi Qing will take the test again?" Director Kun said, his tone full of encouragement, "Don't be nervous, let's see how we feel."

    Everyone knows that Xia Xiqing is not a professional performer, and he can't even be linked to the word actor, so the expectations are naturally not high.  Even Kuncheng, who thinks he fits the role of Jiang Tong, knows that image and temperament are one thing, but acting skills are another.

    Xia Xiqing didn't make any preparations, walked up to the machine, smiled a lot, and introduced himself simply and clearly, "Hi everyone, I'm Xia Xiqing."

    After the introduction, he walked out of the door step by step, took a deep breath, and closed the door.

    Looking at the closed door, Xia Xiqing began to panic in his heart. He didn't know why he came here. Is it really necessary for him to recall those pains for the sake of ridiculous self-esteem?

    Memories are terrible things. They can erode Xia Xiqing's senses almost instantly. As long as he doesn't avoid them, they will appear openly and unscrupulously.  Xia Xiqing felt his eyes start to lose focus, and the door in front of him seemed to change shape and color.

    It turned into the dark blue door of his own bedroom when he was a child. He tried to touch the doorknob with his fingertips. There seemed to be a hole deep in his heart, and black viscous liquid leaked out from the inside bit by bit, bit by bit.  Points gushed out, wrapping the heart tightly, oppressing every heartbeat.

    Breathing became difficult.  Xia Xiqing withdrew his hand, trying hard to convince himself.

    He wasn't the one locked in the room this time.

    He is going to save the child in the room.

    The crisp sound of beating boards coming from the hotel room is like a strong hint to start hypnosis.  Xia Xiqing's hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and all the past he dared not recall were overturned, along with the black blood gurgling from his heart.

    [It would be fine if you hadn't been born, if I hadn't given birth to you my life wouldn't be like this!  ]

    [Why did I give birth to a son like you? Are you crazy like your mother? Why don't you die!]  ]

    Xia Xiqing raised his hand, and knocked on the door twice like a walking dead.  His hand paused in the air, and he knocked twice more.

    It would have been nice if someone had come to save him back then.

    His hands began to tremble. In order to continue, Xia Xiqing pressed his right wrist with his left hand, and knocked on the door vigorously, repeatedly, faster and faster.

    Until the door was pulled open suddenly, Xia Xiqing took a breath for a moment, and the breath was held in his chest. His lips were slightly opened, and the breath was slowly released.

    He felt his whole body trembling.

    He didn't look at the actor who was in the show, and walked quickly to the little girl's side with his eyes dodging, grabbed her, and protected her in his arms.  The actor seemed to think that Xia Xiqing was an amateur actor, and wanted to help him get into better shape, so he specially cooperated with him in acting, and came up and pulled Xia Xiqing's arm violently, "You are fucking sick!"

    Xia Xiqing didn't look back, stretched out his arms and picked up the little actor who was standing stupidly, and walked out the door without saying a word.  The actor who played the role was stunned for a moment, this is completely different from the acting in the last audition.because.

    "Zixi, I want to talk to him alone." Zhou Ziheng walked in with a very polite tone, "If it's convenient for you"

    Seeing Zhou Ziheng, Xu Zixi responded immediately, and was about to go out, "Well, tell me, Brother Xi Qing, thank you, I'll go first."

    Xia Xiqing didn't say a word, he leaned back on the sink with his eyes downcast.  Zhou Ziheng didn't speak, grabbed his arm and led him to the innermost compartment of the bathroom, and closed the door.

    The cramped space tried its best to compress emotions, and Xia Xiqing felt his temples twitching.  He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he thought of Zhou Ziheng calling the newcomer "Zi Xi" just now, and referring to himself as "he", he felt annoyed for no reason.

    But the annoying gesture is too inelegant.

    Xia Xiqing licked the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhou Ziheng pretending to be relaxed, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "I don't have a name?"

    Zhou Ziheng was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He tried to explain, "I think calling him by his full name is too serious, and it will make him misunderstand that I am pressured by seniors."

    "So?" Xia Xiqing looked into his eyes, persevering, and said word by word, "I don't have a name?"

    Seeing him like this, Zhou Ziheng felt nothing to hide.  He wanted to call him Xi Qing, or even something more intimate, but he didn't have the right position.

    "You pulled me in without saying a word." Xia Xiqing put his arms around his chest and raised the tails of his eyes frivolously, "Could it be that you want to do it now?" He didn't know who he was speaking these harsh words to, he  I can't control myself at all.

    There is no way to dispel the loss of emotional control, so use another emotion to cover it up.

    Xia Xiqing raised his chin, and the stretched arc of his neck gave off a fragile beauty.

    "Do you think I acted well just now?" His cheeks were still dripping with water, "Do I look good when I cry? Does it make you want to protect?"

    A series of tortures brutally beat Zhou Ziheng's heart.

    Seeing Zhou Ziheng frowning more and more tightly, and the joints of his clenched fist turning white, Xia Xiqing felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, as if provoking Zhou Ziheng could bring him great pleasure.

    He sneered, and a few strands of wet hair stuck to his cheeks, "Do you pity me? Pity me so you want to have sex with me?"

    "How about a kiss first?" Xia Xiqing leaned close to him, the lips that were bitten just now glowed with a gorgeous color.

    Zhou Ziheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him hard against the wall.

    The pebble thrown into the center of the lake will finally fall to the bottom of the silent and cold lake.  Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, but instead Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly in his arms.

    He frowned in astonishment, and wanted to push Zhou Ziheng away, but he hugged him even tighter.

    "I'm very angry now," Zhou Ziheng's voice trembled a little, obviously suppressing his emotions, "but I'll recover in a while."

    Xia Xiqing was stunned, his voice weak.

    "You are angry why are you still hugging me?"

    "Otherwise you will run away, and I will regret it after I calm down. I don't want to regret it." Zhou Ziheng's arms were bound tighter.

    There was a moment of silence, in which only the heartbeat of each other could be heard.  Zhou Ziheng's hand loosened slightly, and he took a deep breath, "I'm not angry now." The hand moved up slowly, stroking Xia Xiqing's head, the palm was unbelievably warm.

    It takes courage and patience to embrace a rose.

    I know those thorns will pierce into the skin and into the blood, it doesn't matter, give me a minute, I will pull them out, and the pain will soon be relieved.

    But I still want to hug that rose.

    Zhou Ziheng finally said what he wanted to say to him from the beginning, and kissed his hair tenderly.

    "Don't be afraid, Xi Qing."

    "I'm here." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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