I Only Like Your Character Settings - Chapter 44

Probably not expecting Zhou Ziheng to ask such a question, Xia Xiqing’s hands trembled slightly, and the transparent wine spilled a little on his lap, creating a dark circle.

After hesitating for a moment, he drank the glass of wine in one gulp, turned around and raised the corners of his mouth at Zhou Ziheng.

“You are one step too late.”

Zhou Ziheng knew that he was evading, and he didn’t have the courage to continue to ask. No, it’s not so much that he didn’t have the courage, it’s better to say that he was afraid of seeing Xia Xiqing who gave the answer.

Shang Sirui didn’t seem to hear Zhou Ziheng’s soft question, he was struggling on the verge of half-drunk and half-awake, “Huh? Hey…next…” He reluctantly sat up and swayed the wine bottle.

“You are really persistent…” Zhou Ziheng shook his head helplessly. He’s obviously drunk like this, but he’s still thinking about the game.

It’s an evil way to say it, and the mouth of the bottle is aimed at Xia Xiqing again.

“Huh? It’s Xi Qing~” Shang Sirui pointed at Xia Xiqing and laughed foolishly.

The smile on Xia Xiqing’s face lost half. Before Zhou Ziheng had time to speak, he heard him whisper to him in a tone that sounded like a warning, “Don’t ask a single question.”

Like a trapped animal that draws a safe zone after being injured.

Knowing him for so long, this is the first time he talks to himself like this. Zhou Ziheng had a lump in his throat, and could only watch him raise his head and drink another glass of strong wine, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Shang Sirui realized later, “I, I haven’t asked the question yet…”

“It’s late.” Xia Xiqing smiled at him, “I drank it all.” He drank the wine too quickly, and the acrid smell came up. Xia Xiqing couldn’t help coughing. open.

He regretted his impulsiveness just now.

Zhou Ziheng slowly withdrew his hand without saying anything.

Shang Sirui once again stubbornly sat up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa, just as he stretched his hand towards the wine bottle on the coffee table, before touching it, he fell down on the coffee table, completely broken.

“Hey, hello…” Zhou Ziheng patted Shang Sirui’s hand, but the other party remained motionless, in a state of complete coma.

“I’m really convinced.” Zhou Ziheng stood up, dragged Shang Sirui onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt. Shang Sirui stretched out one arm, murmuring vaguely, “Leg hurts…I don’t want to dance…”

Idol is also to blame for being poor. Zhou Ziheng sighed, and heard Xia Xiqing’s abnormally low voice behind him.

“I’m going back.”

Xia Xiqing lowered his head, stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa, paused for a while, and then walked towards the door.

Sure enough, he stepped on his minefield. Zhou Ziheng also lowered his head, standing there for a while, not knowing what to do.

Let’s go back after Xia Xiqing leaves.

Originally planning this way, he suddenly heard a bang from the entrance. Zhou Ziheng walked over quickly and found Xia Xiqing kneeling on the ground, with his back to him supporting the floor with both hands, panting heavily.

“Are you okay?” Zhou Ziheng hurried forward, grabbed Xia Xiqing’s arm and put it on his shoulder, trying to help him stand up, but Xia Xiqing had no strength at all, and his legs trembled as if they were stepping on cotton .

Xia Xiqing didn’t say a word, Zhou Ziheng strenuously stood him up, turned his face to look at him, and found that Xia Xiqing’s eyes were slightly squinted, his ears were burning red, and large patches of blush spread to the side of his neck. He seemed to want to speak, with his mouth half-opened, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly, but he couldn’t make a sound.

This is completely different from the last time he was drunk. Zhou Ziheng worriedly took him out of Shang Sirui’s room, and closed the door with his feet. Fortunately, Xia Xiqing lived opposite, which saved a lot of trouble.

The stamina of vodka was stronger than he imagined. Zhou Ziheng obviously only drank one cup, but he felt dizzy. Xia Xiqing lay on top of him, feeling hot all over.

You have to open the door for him. Zhou Ziheng asked Xia Xiqing to lean his back against the door and put his hands on his shoulders, but Xia Xiqing couldn’t stand at all. Before Zhou Ziheng could reach his trouser pocket, Xia Xiqing slid down the door with his head down, almost sitting on the floor. on the ground. Zhou Ziheng sighed, picked him up helplessly, passed under his arm with one hand, faced him, and supported his back, while the other hand reached into the pocket of his trousers to fumble for the room card.

Xia Xiqing seemed to be a little conscious, and he also put his hand into his pocket, holding Zhou Ziheng’s index finger.

“Hello…”

“I caught it.” Xia Xiqing suddenly fell on Zhou Ziheng’s shoulder and smiled foolishly.

Zhou Ziheng was a little dazed, wondering if he was infected by this person’s abnormal heat, his ears also began to burn rapidly.

After finding the room card, he finally opened the door. Fearing that Xia Xiqing would lean against the door and collapse, Zhou Ziheng half hugged him and kicked the door open with his feet in an awkward position, letting the drunk guy in. Room.

The hand that grabbed his index finger just now was wrapped around his neck again. The fingers were scorching hot, but they were tightly attached to the skin of his neck and refused to let go, trying to direct all the heat to the innocent him.

Zhou Ziheng struggled to get Xia Xiqing onto the bed, and was going to treat him like a drunk Shang Sirui. But as soon as Xia Xiqing was put on the bed, he turned over and tried to get down.

“What are you doing?”

“Take…bath…” His voice changed, as if he had been burned by strong alcohol, from light clouds to quicksand at the bottom of the clear water.

Seeing him getting up and falling to the ground again, Zhou Ziheng couldn’t help becoming annoyed, “I’m so drunk after taking a bath.” He was about to pull him up, but he heard Xia Xiqing whisper stubbornly: “I’m going to wash…”

What crime did he do. Zhou Ziheng reluctantly picked up Xia Xiqing and took him to the bathroom. Xia Xiqing was like a seriously ill feline, clinging to him and unwilling to let go, which made Zhou Ziheng’s heart agitated.

“Wash.” He put Xia Xiqing on the bathroom floor. Xia Xiqing tried his best to open his eyes wide, as if confirming that the surrounding was indeed a bathroom, and then began to take off his shirt. Alcohol paralyzed his limbs, making the simplest movements dull and clumsy. Zhou Ziheng stood aside, watching his gray-blue shirt stuck on Xia Xiqing’s head and couldn’t take it off, feeling pitiful and funny.

It turned out that that cunning and vicious person was also clumsy at times.

Out of this unhealthy mentality, Zhou Ziheng squatted down, helped him take off his shirt like taking care of a child, and threw it on the floor outside.

This was the first time he had undressed someone else. Zhou Ziheng didn’t even dare to look at him, since they were all men.

Feeling the coolness on his body, Xia Xiqing’s eyelashes moved slowly, looked down at himself naked, then looked up at Zhou Ziheng, his eyes were blurred and puzzled.

“Why…why take off my clothes…”

This person is sick. Zhou Ziheng rolled his eyes to the sky.

“You can play here by yourself, I won’t accompany you.” Just as he was about to stand up, Xia Xiqing grabbed him, and instead of standing up, he sat on the ground.

“It’s so cold…” Xia Xiqing looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

This person originally had the face of a frail and handsome young man, usually cynical and sloppy, which concealed his soft appearance, but now he used this face to show weakness to Zhou Ziheng.

There is no way to refuse at all, it is better to surrender directly.

“I’ve convinced you.” Zhou Ziheng stretched his arms back and turned his head to the outside of the bathroom, trying to reach for the jacket he threw out just now, and asked while reaching for it, “Then why don’t you take a bath?”

Before Xia Xiqing could reply, he suddenly felt something crawl into the hem of his clothes. When he turned his head, he was startled. Xia Xiqing lifted his shirt and slipped his head in, with two hot hands still hugging his waist.

“Hey!” Zhou Ziheng supported his waist and dragged him out, “Don’t get drunk.”

But Xia Xiqing didn’t come out, and Zhou Ziheng could feel his hot cheeks pressed tightly against his chest, burning his abnormal heartbeat.

“It’s so cold…” Xia Xiqing, who was holding him tightly and refused to let go, sighed softly in his chest.

Zhou Ziheng really had no choice but to go on like this is not an option. Who would have thought that Xia Xiqing would have so many tricks when he was drunk.

He originally wanted to hug Xia Xiqing horizontally, but he just hugged his back like this, and there was no way to hug him horizontally. Zhou Ziheng could only hold his two long legs in this position like hugging a child. At the waist, one hand supported his back, and the other fixed his thigh.

Xia Xiqing turned into a koala who likes to get into his master’s clothes, and was taken out of the bathroom by the master, and returned to the bed for the second time. As soon as Zhou Ziheng put him down, Xia Xiqing panicked. He didn’t even grab Zhou Ziheng, so he grabbed again, and happened to grab Zhou Ziheng’s waistband, and he didn’t let go.

Zhou Ziheng was about to be forced to death by him, he didn’t intend to leave at first, but who knew that this guy would pull his pants when he came up, almost to take them off. He grabbed Xia Xiqing’s hand in a panic, only then did Xia Xiqing realize that he hadn’t gone, so he got up dazedly and hugged his waist.

“do not go…”

I have to take a shower for a while, and I’m afraid of the cold for a while, and now I won’t let people go. The key point is that Xia Xiqing hugged his waist and put his hands in the wrong place, causing Zhou Ziheng’s face to turn red and white, and his mind to be in a mess. He just sat on the bed and grabbed his hand with a little effort, forcing Xia Xiqing Pulling it apart, “Be sober.”

Not to mention the brain, even his eyelids are heavy, he raised his eyes slowly, his eyelashes trembled, those eyes with water vapor seemed to be looking at him, but they seemed not to be looking at him, just like his ears The lips stained red by alcohol were stubbornly pursed, and it took a long time before they let go.

His voice trembled.

“Can’t I just leave…I don’t want to be alone…” Xia Xiqing lowered his head, and it seemed that he was having a hard time speaking, every word drained his strength.

Zhou Ziheng stared at him blankly. In the silence, he heard the sound of water droplets falling. One drop, one drop, fainted on the white quilt covering his legs, and the water stains spread and became gray.

“You, why are you crying?” Zhou Ziheng panicked all of a sudden, he never thought that Xia Xiqing would cry anyway. He reached out to support Xia Xiqing’s chin, and the moment he lifted it, he saw the tears on his face, and the water shone like a layer of soft and precious silk, as thin as a cicada’s wing, covering his face.

The eyelashes were covered with teardrops that were so fine that they couldn’t fall, and under the light, they shone like crumbs of stars.

Xia Xiqing hugged Zhou Ziheng’s neck and wept silently. For some reason, he didn’t make a sound when he cried, but Zhou Ziheng felt that his shoulders were soaked with his tears. She couldn’t help reaching out and hugging his back.

“Don’t cry.” Zhou Ziheng gently touched his protruding spine, then raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. He is the youngest child in the family and has never had experience in comforting others. He can only comfort Xia Xiqing based on his feelings. Emotions.

To be honest, he was so flustered, he had never seen Xia Xiqing like this before.

Xia Xiqing’s tears still didn’t stop, his voice was nasal, soft and sticky, like a child’s.

“I don’t want to stay here alone…” His hands tightly grasped Zhou Ziheng’s back, as if he had exhausted his strength, “It’s so dark here…I’m afraid…”

Zhou Ziheng felt pain in his heart, as if Xia Xiqing’s hands were not grasping the skin of his back, but his heart.

“It’s not dark, look, there’s light here.”

Xia Xi Qingyue refused to look up, hugged him stubbornly, and said in a self-willed and sad tone, “No! There is no light here…and no one…I’m dying…I’m locked up…” He suddenly began to yell Panting heavily, he broke free from Zhou Ziheng’s arms, lowered his head and grabbed Zhou Ziheng’s right hand, and pressed it on his waist indiscriminately.

“It hurts so much…” Xia Xiqing looked up at him, his red eyes filled with tears that couldn’t hold.

For the first time in twenty years, Zhou Ziheng felt so sad in his heart. He looked at the place where Xia Xiqing was pressing his hand in a panic, “Where does it hurt?”

When he moved his hand away, he finally found that there was a raised scar in that place, not long, but it looked deep, and it looked abrupt and terrifying on his fair skin.

Xia Xiqing gasped in pain, his black hair was soaked by tears, and his lips were red and wet. He looked like a gorgeous fish that was dying.

“Help me…I don’t want to die…” He gasped desperately, “There’s a lot of blood…I need to take a shower…I don’t want to go to the hospital…”

Zhou Ziheng regretted it very much. Why did he ask that question? If it wasn’t for his temporary curiosity, maybe Xia Xiqing would never recall these things at all. He felt as if he had peeled off Xia Xiqing’s scab, but now he could only look at the wound bleeding profusely, but there was no way to remedy it.

“You won’t die.” Zhou Ziheng held him tightly in his arms, “I am here, you are not alone.”

“Mother…”

His voice was extremely weak, so weak that Zhou Ziheng even thought it was his hallucination.

“Don’t lock me here… Please…” Xia Xiqing begged for mercy intermittently, begging for mercy like a child who made a mistake,

“I’m very obedient… don’t kill me, okay…”

kill me…

He suddenly thought of the scar on his side.

how come? !

Just these few words made Zhou Ziheng feel terrified. He couldn’t imagine what Xia Xiqing went through when he was a child. He kept begging for mercy and explaining, begging not to lock him up, saying that he was cold, scared, and wanted to come out.

Zhou Ziheng’s eyes were red, he hugged him tightly, and kept repeating the same words in his ear.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Until Xia Xiqing’s tears finally dried up, he no longer had the strength to beg for mercy, and fell asleep in his arms as if he was dead.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly became frightened.

In the past 20 years, he has never been so flustered as he is now. He even touched Xia Xiqing’s breath with his hands, and after confirming that he had just fallen asleep, his beating heart gradually returned to normal.

He just fell asleep.

He finally fell asleep.

Zhou Ziheng gently put him down on the bed, watched him curl up and sink into the white softness, but his hand was still firmly grasping his hand, as long as Zhou Ziheng tried to pull it away, his brows would be in a dream wrinkled.

At this moment, Xia Xiqing was like a dying kitten. After one night passed, he might never wake up again.

Xia Xiqing’s hoarse cry for help was still ringing in his ears.

“Don’t leave me alone here.”

Zhou Ziheng finally stayed and lay beside him. He could barely close his eyes, just looking at Xia Xiqing who was curled up beside him, occasionally brushing his hair away with his hands.

The eyes that had been crying for too long were swollen, and the upper eyelids, which were so thin that they were almost transparent, were slightly swollen, revealing some veins of blood vessels. His eyelashes turned out to be so long, longer than the actresses he had worked with before, and they trembled slightly in his dream, just like him when he was crying, revealing a lingering sense of vulnerability.

The hand that pushed back his hair couldn’t help but touch the end of his eyelashes, causing him to frown slightly, as if he was about to wake up, but he just burrowed towards Zhou Ziheng.

The distance suddenly shortened, and his arm could almost touch Xia Xiqing’s still hot skin.

Xia Xiqing, who fell into a dream again, raised his face slightly, as if he could breathe more smoothly this way. His eyes fell on it involuntarily, the tip of his nose turned red after crying, making that little mole even more pitiful. Zhou Ziheng paused for a moment with his still hanging hand, and finally touched the tip of his nose lightly with his index finger.

It’s too light, like a superficial touch of water, only my own heart ripples. The water waves rippled farther and farther away, until the nerve endings, until he couldn’t help lowering his lips.

Finally, he kissed the cold tip of the nose, the little mole that had caused him to try to do so countless times. He finally did so, without Xia Xiqing’s knowledge.

It’s amazing, he seems to have stolen this little mole, and hid it in a secret corner of the left atrium. That kind of satisfaction is something he has never experienced before, and the pleasure mixed with pain can make people feel happy. so fascinated.

Just hide it for one night and return it to him tomorrow morning.