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    Zhou Ziheng dyed his hair back to black after finishing the filming. The days of filming came to an end. He went back to Xishan Villa to spend a few days with his parents at home, and returned to P University to continue his studies during the school season in September.

    Seeing that Zhou Ziheng had returned to school, Zhao Ke was so excited that he thought he was dazzled.

    "Hey, did you cut your hair short? You're so handsome." He bumped Zhou Ziheng's shoulder and winked, "How is it?"

    Zhou Ziheng took the notebook out of the bag and turned it on. He put on his glasses and said in a bad tone that he didn't even look at Zhao Ke. "You dare to say, you should be thankful that I didn't beat you up."

    "Why did you beat me!?" Zhao Ke grabbed Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, "You, you, you two collapsed? I'm not sure, I finally got a CP! You can't make me dirty!"

    Zhou Ziheng pushed his paw away, turned his head and gave him a kind smile, "Thanks to your old man, it's almost yellow."

    "I can't." Zhao Ke still wanted to say, the professor came in, he closed his mouth with a wink, and sent a long list on WeChat, asking all the details, Zhou Ziheng just pretended that he didn't receive it, and accepted it.  Seriously listen to the class and study.

    After the big class in the morning, Zhao Ke's bones were all broken, so Zhou Ziheng was dragged to eat in the cafeteria. After not going to the cafeteria for a long time, the girls in P University thought they were hallucinating, and they all surrounded Zhou Ziheng, feeling very uncomfortable.  Quickly, the entry of [Zhou Ziheng returns to class at P University] was also quickly searched.  He was annoyed by being on the hot search, so Zhou Ziheng sent a WeChat message to his sister-in-law, asking her to post the hot search.

    "Going back to the dormitory at night?" Zhao Ke bought a cup of coffee from the coffee machine on the teaching floor and handed it to Zhou Ziheng. He took a sip and lowered the brim of his hat, "No, I'm going back to the apartment today."

    "Yo, those who didn't know thought there were people hiding in your apartment." Zhao Ke was just lying, but Zhou Ziheng was drinking coffee contentedly and didn't refute, so Zhao Ke realized, "Damn it? Are there really Tibetans?"  gone?"

    Zhou Ziheng coughed, gave the finished coffee cup to Zhao Ke, and called Xiao Luo to pick him up.

    Zhao Ke sent Ruan Xiao a message as if he had gotten some big gossip today.

    [Zhao Ke: Self-study cohabitation!  ]

    Since the filming of the filming was over, except for the commercials that had been set before, and the return to "Escape from the Sky", Zhou Ziheng didn't take any other jobs. He went back and forth to school and home every day, and the two months passed quickly.

    The weather is getting colder gradually, and the autumn in Beijing is extremely long, giving people the illusion that winter is coming, but there is always a day's breath away, and the moment of winter's real arrival cannot be waited.

    After tossing and tossing until midnight, Xia Xiqing felt very short.  Sleeping in a daze early in the morning, I felt that the arms that hugged me were loosened. Zhou Ziheng held his face and kissed him several times while he was half asleep.  , Xia Xiqing stretched his arms around his waist again, his voice was still a little hoarse when he spoke.

    "Where are you going early in the morning"

    "There is a class in the morning, solid state physics. Zhao Ke said that this teacher wants to take the roll call." Hearing Xia Xiqing's confused question, Zhou Ziheng felt warm in his heart, but he had no choice but to go to class, so he had to grab the shirt on the bedside and put it on his body, buttoning it one by one.  He buttoned it until he reached the end and kissed Xia Xiqing's hand, "Hey, sleep a little longer."

    Xia Xiqing let go of his arms and lay down on the side. Hearing the sound of Zhou Ziheng putting on a sweater coat, he raised his hand to cover his face, "God I can't imagine that I'm dating a college student or the kind that needs roll call in class in the morning."

    Seeing that his arms were exposed and naked, Zhou Ziheng was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he covered him tightly with the quilt, then leaned down and kissed Xia Xiqing's face twice, "Isn't it good for college students? It's not a popular year lately."  Go to school and study hard and cook for you and warm your bed when you come home, where are you going to find such a good college student." Zhou Ziheng bit his ear shamelessly again, "The key is not bad."

    "You shouldn't read fanart, big star." Xia Xiqing turned over on his back, embraced a large quilt and closed his eyes.

    The quilt is full of Zhou Ziheng's fresh and clean smell, like the turbulent clouds in the autumn wind, gently enveloping this rootless fallen leaf.

    "Oh, by the way, my sister-in-law told me yesterday that in order to promote the movie, we may have to appear on some variety shows. Let me ask if you would like to."

    Xia Xiqing closed his eyes, almost falling asleep, so he could only half-blindly answer, "Okay" He scratched Zhou Ziheng's heart like a meow, so he couldn't help but walk to the bedside again,  He lowered his head and kissed his side face carefully. When he was half awake, Xia Xiqing was the softest and most defenseless time. Every time he kissed, he could hear him humming softly, the sticky sound coming from his nasal cavity.studio door.

    Quit Weibo and glanced at the phone calendar. It was already October 6th, two weeks before Zhou Ziheng's birthday.  He suddenly remembered something, and searched for Zhou Ziheng's constellation.

    Speaking of which, these things were the behaviors that Xia Xiqing hated and despised the most in the past. Recording the birthday of the person he liked, secretly preparing gifts for him, searching for descriptions about his constellation, he was so stupid, only when he was a teenager when he first fell in love  It's something only a child would do, but at this time, Xia Xi put these inherent thoughts behind him early in the morning, and browsed the constellation website with great enjoyment.

    No matter how smart people are, they can't escape the temptation of love.

    "Elegant personality, approachable, good at love" Xia Xiqing unconsciously followed the words on the screen, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it didn't look like it. He simply took a screenshot and sent it to Zhou Ziheng.

    [Little Rose: You don't look like a Libra man at all.  ]

    Zhou Ziheng was studying in the library. When he clicked on WeChat, it turned out that Xia Xiqing had sent him some constellation analysis. The last time he read it was when he was in elementary school. He was used to being told that he was not a Libra boy.  The family asked his mother if she remembered his birthday wrongly.

    Almost got beaten by my mother.

    [Moral model: Constellations are not allowed.  ]

    Soon Zhou Ziheng sent another one.

    [Moral pacesetter: What is your zodiac sign?  ]

    [Little Rose: Archer.  ]

    [Moral pacesetter:  well, I'm slapped in the face.  ]

    [Moral pacesetter: The horoscope is really accurate.  ]

    Since learning about the zodiac signs of lovers, Zhou Ziheng sat in the library and never read a word. He held his mobile phone and checked the horoscope analysis all night. Especially after seeing the matching index of Sagittarius and Libra, he was so happy that he had no desire to learn.  , I just want to pack my schoolbag and go home.

    [Moral pacesetter: Our horoscope pairing is 90 points, a natural pair!  ]

    Fool.  Xia Xiqing put down the phone, adjusted the shelves carefully, and began to mix the sculpture clay, but Zhou Ziheng smiled and said that he was a natural couple, and the two crescent eyes couldn't be lingered.

    He stretched out his hand and gently stroked this rough and simple semi-finished product, with a gentle smile on his face than the ginkgo outside the window.

    What artist doesn't love his muse?

    If there is, it's just that they haven't met yet.

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