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    Xia Xiqing discovered that the dining room at Zhou Ziheng¡¯s house was very large, but the dining table was very small in comparison. It could only seat six people at most. The rectangular log table was covered with lake blue tablecloth, and all the tableware was the simplest white porcelain.  In the middle is a dark brown vase like a jar, with a bouquet of white preserved flowers in it.

    No, Xia Xiqing took out one and found that it was not an ordinary eternal flower, but a white rose folded from specially treated crepe paper.

    The tip of the nose is close to the edge of the petals, smelling a scent of roses.  Xia Xiqing always felt that the eyes were familiar, so he frowned and thought about it for a while.

    He seemed to be able to stack this thing when he was a child.

    Zhou Ziheng, who came up with the last salad, saw Xia Xiqing holding a paper rose in a daze. This picture looked quite pleasing to the eye.

    "The online comments are right, you are indeed beautiful." Zhou Ziheng put the salad on the dining table and sat down opposite Xia Xiqing, "Just don't talk."

    "Get out." The word "beautiful" is almost a forbidden word for Xia Xiqing.  Zhou Ziheng didn't understand. In his eyes, Xia Xiqing's facial features could only be described as beautiful, and beautiful is not a special word for girls.

    "I praise you sincerely, but you don't like to hear it."

    He gave Zhou Ziheng a lazy look, and threw the paper flowers into the vase, "Praise me for being pretty when you are on the bed." With a smirk, he said harshly, "At that time, I would love to hear whatever you said."

    Zhou Ziheng, who was feeding him fish soup, chuckled, "I remember."

    "Your dining table is so small." Xia Xiqing stretched out his arms, almost touching the sides, "But I like the decoration, and the aesthetics are not bad."

    "It used to be a big long table, but I lived alone, and most of the time I was on the set, so eating was very casual." Zhou Ziheng put the tomato fish soup in a small white porcelain bowl with a paper towel  Handed the bottom of the bowl to Xia Xiqing, "I thought it would be a waste to use such a big table for one person, so I changed it to a smaller one."

    "But it's a waste to live alone in such a big house." Xia Xiqing didn't understand his logic.

    "Then you live with me?" Zhou Ziheng was actually just joking along with his words. The moment he said it, he felt a little bit regretful. He felt that he had acted too much. Every moment he was with Xia Xiqing, he was controlling himself  size.  I want to be nice to him, but I am afraid that these kindnesses will push him away.

    Xia Xiqing's first reaction when he heard it was also stunned. Before he had time to respond, Zhou Ziheng turned around and said, "I'm just kidding. A house is different from a dining table. How should I put it? In my heart, a dining table is very special. It's for eating alone.  Time is the loneliest, if you are sitting on a big table with one or two dishes and eating quietly by yourself, you always feel very pitiful.¡±

    Xia Xiqing suddenly didn't know what to say. Zhou Ziheng's description just now seemed to be about his life for so many years.

    So he likes to go to Xu Qichen for dinner.  In those chaotic love stories before, he has always had a strange habit, he doesn't like to sleep with people after the event, but he likes to eat with people before the event.

    It doesn't seem so lonely this way.

    Thinking of this, Xia Xiqing looked down at the fish soup in the bowl. The color of the soup was a beautiful tomato red. Under the warm yellow light, the noodles in the soup shimmered.  Mixed with the sweetness of the yellow bone fish, the mouth is smooth and fragrant, and the stomach will be warmed up after a sip.

    Zhou Ziheng seemed very nervous, "How is it, is it good?"

    Xia Xiqing didn't speak, he drank the small bowl in one go, and passed the empty bowl, "I want another bowl, scoop me a piece of fish."

    Seeing Zhou Ziheng happily serving him soup, scooping out a large piece of fish from the ceramic soup pot, and picking out the obvious thorns with chopsticks, Xia Xiqing's nose was a little sore, he rubbed it, and took a bite of sugar  Vinegar spare ribs stuffed into the mouth.

    "Don't drink it all at once, you won't be able to eat later."

    "I'm not a little girl." Xia Xiqing chewed on the ribs, "This ribs are delicious, crunchy, and different from the one made by Xu Qichen."

    "Fried." Zhou Ziheng changed a bowl to serve him rice, but Xia Xiqing took the rice and soaked it in fish soup.

    "Eating like this is not good for the stomach."

    "It's not good to eat like this every day. One meal is fine." Xia Xiqing scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction, "I haven't eaten like this for many years. Soup and rice are so delicious.  .¡±

    Zhou Ziheng asked tentatively, "Did you often eat it when you were young? Your mother"

    "My mother doesn't cook, she only uses her hands to appreciate famous paintings." Xia Xiqing's tone cooled down, "She is a collector of oil paintings, of course, I meanbsp; The soft bed collapsed, and Zhou Ziheng sat beside him.

    "Why did you ask me to watch a movie?" Xia Xiqing turned his face and saw that the light made Zhou Ziheng's eyelashes transparent, and when they flickered, they looked like fading cicada wings, which was very beautiful.

    "I will join the group soon, and I don't think I will have so much free time in the future. I originally found a foreign film, and the main character is also an AIDS patient. I wanted to see how other people acted, but it was a bit strange to watch it myself.  Yu." Zhou Ziheng leaned his head on the pillow, "I'll feel better if I pull you up."

    Saying so much is actually nonsense.  I just want to spend more time with him.

    Xia Xiqing nodded, and a child appeared on the screen of the projector, wearing a small overalls, with a baby voice, and he immediately laughed, "How old were you?"

    Zhou Ziheng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Six years old, the year he debuted."

    "It's so cute." Xia Xiqing stared at Zhou Ziheng, then at the children in the picture, trying to confirm the similarities between them.  Zhou Ziheng felt too ashamed, and turned Xia Xiqing to look at his face, "Don't look at me while watching your TV."

    "It's your TV." Xia Xiqing chuckled.  Zhou Ziheng always felt that there was a fruity smell around him, not the smell from Xia Xiqing in the past. He asked suspiciously, "Did you change the shower gel?"

    "No," Xia Xiqing quickly realized, "You're talking about cigarettes, right?" Although he was talking, his eyes were still fixed on the beautiful little boy on the screen. The six-year-old Zhou Ziheng played the role of the youngest in the family.  The young master, there are two older sisters and one older brother, who are being put on him at the moment, while going up the stairs, calling his brother, his voice is crisp and sweet, like a little peach.

    Still good as a child, obedient and soft.

    "Smoke? You said the aroma comes from the smoke?"

    Just know that this good baby has never seen the world.  Xia Xiqing directly took the cigarette from his mouth and handed it to him, "You try?"

    Zhou Ziheng refused, "Forget it, I don't smoke."

    "Tsk." Xia Xiqing's attention finally shifted from Xiao Zhou Ziheng, he turned his face to the side and raised his eyebrows, "Five good young people."

    He has had this bad taste since he was a child, and he likes to tease and spoil well-behaved children.

    "I don't like this kind of addictive stuff, and it's not good for my body." Zhou Ziheng explained sternly, who knew that Xia Xiqing sat up directly with a cigarette in his mouth, spread his legs apart, pressed his shoulders and sat astride him, mouth  The pink popping beads on the side were crushed by him at once, and the rich and fresh peach aroma was poured into the lungs.

    Xia Xiqing took off the cigarette, blew a beautiful smoke ring, and watched the smoke spread out on Zhou Ziheng's frowning face, melting with the flowing light.  The fingers holding the cigarette pinched Zhou Ziheng's chin and kissed it.

    The cold and sweet smoke was passed over, completing a long and psychedelic handover.

    Peach, mint, cigarettes.

    The intertwined light and shadow, the sweet and soft voice of childhood, the sticky and intimate kiss.

    "Look me in the eyes and say it again."

    The soft lips rubbed against desire.

    "Like addictive stuff?"

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    After watching the neural network lstm all day, I saw that I was blind and could write such greasy things when I opened Word. Self-study made me very talented, and I wanted to tease my sister hhh

    After tomorrow's pre, I will recover. I stayed up late yesterday and didn't have time to reply to comments. Today I don't have time to give a report on stage. I usually reply. I love my little baby in the comment area~today  I'm going to stay up late too, I hope tomorrow's pre goes well~ (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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