Chapter 19 The wind starts from me knowing you better than you think.
After sending these two messages, Xia Huanming put down his phone, turned to his three teammates, and asked, "When are you going back? I have something to ask Chen Xing, and I'm waiting for him to come out."
"Then we'll go first," Wang Baiyue pushed Zhao Xingyu's shoulder, "Don't laugh, buddy, laugh enough when you get back."
"I'll wait for you guys when I get home." Zheng Qi waved goodbye to Xia Huanming before leaving. "Bye."
After the three people left, Xia Huanming did not stay under the tree.
When he looked around just now, he noticed a stone bench at the small path next to the pond on the left. It would be better to look at the koi in the pond than to greet a bunch of strangers later, right?
Xia Huanming sat on a chair and picked up a script to read.
The pond is surrounded by primroses and fennel, and the smell of grass and wetness wafts over from time to time.
I don't know when the noise behind me gradually disappeared. Xia Huanming put down the script and picked up his phone to check WeChat. The message he left was still in the chat window with Chen Xing.
Xia Huanming stared at the other person's star-shaped profile picture and clicked into the friend circle.
Chen Xing’s most recent post on WeChat Moments was today, and the photo was a picture of him and a claw machine.
The neon lights of the claw machine kept jumping and reflected his brows. The 1:1 photo size and high-exposure shooting technique made Chen Xing look like a handsome young man from the 90s.
Wang Baiyue and Xue Si Nian had already commented below.
【Wang Baiyue】: Who took this photo? How come your photography skills are so good?
【Chen Xing】reply to 【Wang Baiyue】: Long live Brother Yue! (o？？▽？？)o
【Xue Si Nian】: Post more photos, it's good for my eyes
【Chen Xing】reply to 【Xue Si Nian】: (>o<* )/Si Nian should also write a few more articles, it will be good for my brain!
While having dinner last night, Xia Huanming took a quick look at Chen Xing’s Weibo and discovered that this person would add emoticons to whatever he posted, even in his advertisements he would write “Welcome to the live broadcast room on April 5 to listen to my singing (o°u°o)”.
Several fans said in the comment section that if Chen Xing didn’t use emoticons one day, it would mean that his account had been hacked. Chen Xing replied with a “:))”.
Xia Huanming asked Chen Xing at that time: "What does this double bracket mean?"
Chen Xing looked at him seriously and replied, "My double chin."
Xia Huanming: “?”
I don’t know why, if other people send emoticons, Xia Huanming will think that they are pretending to be young; but when Chen Xing sends emoticons, there is no sense of incongruity.
It even gave him the feeling that the first word Chen Xing uttered as a child was not "Ah," but "left bracket equals sign, dabuluo equals sign, right bracket."
As soon as Xia Huanming liked the photo, a WeChat voice call popped up.
He sat up straight subconsciously and quickly answered the phone.
Chen Xing's fresh voice, along with the murmur of birds on the camphor tree leaves, reached his ears: "I'm out now, Captain, are you still waiting for me?"
Xia Huanming turned around and spotted Chen Xing standing at the door. He waved and said, "I'm at the pond."
Chen Xing looked around from a distance, and when he saw Xia Huanming waving, his voice became cheerful: "Ah, I see you, I'm here."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Huanming packed up his things and left the pond. The two met unexpectedly on the way.
He didn't notice it because he was too far away before. Now that Chen Xing was closer, Xia Huanming noticed that Chen Xing's hairstyle was different from that in the morning. It seemed that... he had just washed his hair?
Two strands of hair were stuck together.
"What's wrong with your hair?" Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, and took a selfie with his mobile phone to check his hair. "Is it weird? The front is fine."
"This side looks a bit like Astro Boy." Xia Huanming stretched out his hand and pinched the two tufts of hair. The hair rubbed under his fingertips and finally fell apart.
Chen Xing seemed to trust him very much and stood motionless with his head down.
Xia Huanming suddenly thought: If I mess up his hair on purpose, Chen Xing probably won't react, right?
"Oh……"
Chen Xing's eyes were fixed on the two scripts in Xia Huanming's hands. He raised his head when he heard a faint chuckle, and met eyes as calm as water.
Chen Xing suspected that even if there was a fight nearby, Xia Huanming would walk between the two of them calmly.
"Thank you," Chen Xing pointed at the script, "How about that group's script?"
Xia Huanming held the half-rolled script in his left hand and tapped his shoulder twice: "Should I reveal something to you?"
Chen Xing showed a slightly tangled look: "Does it count as peeking at secrets?"
Xia Huanming burst out laughing, put down his arms, and handed two stacks of scripts to Chen Xing.
"Confidential? What kind of confidentiality is this? As soon as those two people returned to their place, they gave our script to Shen Miao." Xia Huanming said.
Chen Xing still shook his head and refused: "Just briefly summarize the differences, and talk while we walk."
After the main group left, the road seemed wider. The two men still walked along the right side to make way for the sweeper who came on a tricycle.
There are two ways to go back to the dormitory. One goes along the riverside, where there are tall trees everywhere, the scenery is better, but it takes a longer time; the other is an asphalt road connected to the front and rear of the motor vehicle line, which is shorter.
At the fork in the road, the two of them played rock-paper-scissors to decide which road to take. In the end, Xia Huanming won and took the asphalt road - the low bushes were trimmed into neat spherical shapes, and the surroundings were quiet and silent, with only two rows of Oriental white storks flying overhead.
The two of them walked in surprisingly consistent steps.
Xia Huanming flipped through two scripts casually and shared his feelings: "Their drama is an ancient drama, which cannot be compared with ours, but it is good in one respect. They focus more on the unfairness of women at that time and the freedom after breaking through obstacles. It is realistic and fairy-tale. The two screenwriters seem to be graduates of Chinese language. They are very particular about word choice and sentence structure. The lines are enough for Shen Miao to memorize for two days."
"Chen Miao? Such a familiar name..." Chen Xing closed his eyes and searched for the name in his mind. After finding the relevant entry, he suddenly opened his eyes, "It must be the one who played Yue Ling in "The Nightless Tang Dynasty", right?"
Xia Huanming looked at Chen Xing and said, "You really have watched a lot of TV series. I wonder if your memory is all used up on these?"
"That package, when I have nothing to do, I just watch TV series and play games. I like to work more..." Chen Xing was afraid that Xia Huanming would misunderstand something, so he shook his hands and explained hurriedly, "First of all, I don't like working. I just feel bad if I don't make money."
Chen Xing clutched the clothes on his chest and frowned in pain as if he had eaten a bitter melon. Xia Huanming was amused by the poor acting skills and the corners of his mouth turned up a little.
"What about you? What did you do today?" Xia Huanming recalled the photo he liked just now. "I saw the photos in your Moments. Did you go to catch dolls?"
Chen Xing shook his head: "I didn't catch it. There was something wrong with the claws of the claw machine. A lot of people tried but no one succeeded. Then Xingyu and Yuege said that the doll looked like me, so they took that photo."
Xia Huanming thought of the photo. Those dolls all had big innocent eyes, which overlapped with Chen Xingzhen's. He smiled and said, "They really look like you."
Chen Xing chuckled proudly.
"Actually, I came to you because," Xia Huanming's voice gradually slowed down, his fingers stroking the cover page of the script, "I talked to you about lowering the score this morning."
Chen Xing blinked and looked at the man with knitted brows under the brim of his hat. His first reaction was: lowering the score? Is that true?
He quickly recalled and it seemed that there was, but wasn't that the truth?
Xia Huanming pursed his lips, his expression was extremely solemn, and finally said five words: "I apologize to you."
Chen Xing's brain didn't react for a while, and he could only repeat his words: "Apologize?"
Xia Huanming hummed softly, rubbing his fingers on the black words on the script cover, and his confidence was obviously lacking.
"Actually, that was very unfair to you. I said it without thinking. I hope you don't take it to heart. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me and I will help you."
Chen Xing stopped, and the people around him stopped with him.
He swept his eyes across Xia Huanming's hair, and finally landed on his eyes - the phoenix eyes that were particularly cold when they were not smiling were now looking at him slowly.
Xia Huanming thought Chen Xing would say something like "I understand" or "I accept your apology", but Chen Xing nodded thoughtfully, and after a moment he said, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a high sense of morality?"
Xia Huanming was completely stunned.
Chen Xing patted the handsome guy on the shoulder and patiently explained, "Because for people like us with average moral sense, if we still think about apologizing after a few hours, we are definitely idle."
Xia Huanming: “…”
Chen Xing was afraid that Xia Huanming was still struggling with the matter, so he spoke directly about his personal style: "Don't worry, it's really okay. I'm the type who will say what I hate directly, so I didn't react at the time, so it's really okay."
Xia Huanming could feel the warmth on his shoulder. He pursed his lips and said, "Because you didn't reply to my group message, and you ignored me during the reading, I thought you had some grudges in your heart."
Chen Xing grinned, his tone much lighter than Xia Huanming's: "That's because Xingyu was beside me at the time, so I thought it would be redundant to reply to you. So, next time you contact me, even if my phone is broken, I will grab another one and reply to you!"
Xia Huanming's expression finally relaxed a lot, and he laughed softly: "Your personality is very suitable for variety shows. You won't review the situation afterwards, and you can sleep well."
Sleep well? Chen Xing suddenly remembered what he hadn't finished saying yesterday.
He smiled mysteriously and walked a few steps to Xia Huanming: "Do you still want to know what I wanted to say at the premiere?"
Xia Huanming looked at him: "I thought you were not going to say it anymore."
"Since you're going to say it, let's re-simulate the scene, Actor Xia." Chen Xing stretched out his right hand, palm facing sideways, "I'm your fan."
Xia Huanming stared at the hand without stopping for a few seconds, and then cooperated and shook it: "Thank you for coming to watch this movie."
Then I heard the owner of the hand say, "I hope you can let go of your past self and stop suffering from insomnia."
Xia Huanming's eyes paused. He didn't remember telling Chen Xing that he had insomnia, nor did he show Chen Xing the medicine.
The other party had already guessed his surprise and asked, "Are you wondering how I know?"
Xia Huanming had met so many people, but none of them could be described as "bright" when smiling like Chen Xing - his eyes were so bright that the nearly orange sky seemed to be reflected in his eyes.
The vigorous vitality was revealed to Xia Huanming without reservation.
"Because I know you better than you think."
The light tail sound was blown away by the breeze.
When Xia Huanming came back to his senses, Chen Xing's hands had already been put down, leaving only his hands hovering in the air.
He seemed to hear the sound of the wind.
Bang bang.
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