Chapter 74: Hua Youjin is much better now.
On the day we left the island, the water from the previous night's rain had not yet dried up, and the road surface had a wet sheen.
Everyone on the bus was catching up on sleep in the early morning, except Chen Xing, who had his eyes open and showed no sign of sleepiness.
His stomach began to ache at the thought of taking the ferry.
Just when he was feeling uncomfortable, a warm hand suddenly covered the back of his hand, and he turned to look at Xia Huanming.
Xia Huanming, wearing a black mask, was staring at him intently. His voice came through the cloth in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, if you feel uncomfortable, just spit it out. I'm here."
"Alas," Chen Xing sighed softly. This was why he couldn't sleep. He always had to trouble others to take care of him. "I have to trouble you to take care of me again."
Xia Huanming's fingers gently ran through his hair and helped him comb his bangs: "You gave me such a big surprise yesterday, what's this?"
Yesterday's concert was perfect.
Chen Xing and Cai Cai sang three songs in total. After they finished, no one wanted them to leave. So Chen Xing sang "Red Sun" with the lead singer of the new band, which directly pushed the atmosphere to a climax. The audience almost jumped to the rhythm.
But what Xia Huanming loves most is always the original song "I am in Qingshan Lake".
Because it was a song for him.
Xia Huanming felt extremely comfortable thinking of the sea breeze that night. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect you were going to discuss the stage. I thought you got lost in the bathroom."
When Chen woke up and looked at his phone, he found that Xia Huanming had sent him many messages.
Thinking of Xia Huanming's puzzled look in the crowd, Chen Xing couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahaha, anyway, this way, even if we are not college classmates, you have no regrets. What about missing four years? Don't say that. We are getting to know each other again now, and as long as we know each other, it's not too late, right?"
Chen Xing blinked at Xia Huanming, and Xia Huanming kept repeating these sincere words in his heart.
Xia Huanming rubbed Chen Xing's little finger and chuckled, "Again, just like we met a long time ago."
"We knew each other a long time ago," Chen Xing said in a low voice, "but you didn't know me at that time."
Xia Huanming moved closer and rubbed his shoulder against Chen Xing's: "What did you say?"
"I never thought we could become friends," Chen Xing blinked and said seriously, "I didn't even think we would become friends during the premiere. I just wanted you to remember me."
"Hahahaha." Xia Huanming said, "This can only be called fate."
When we arrived at the port, everyone got off the bus one by one and took out their luggage from underneath.
If you look closely, you can see that the suitcases of the "lunch box without lid" group all have roses from that day hanging on them.
Xu Yuancai thought that the bouquet of flowers would still have a special meaning even if it withered, so she tied it up with pins and wrapped it with a layer of cut kraft paper to prevent the petals from flying everywhere.
Everyone thought this was a great idea and it looked like a team emblem, so everyone got one.
Before boarding the ship, Chen Xing found Matisse and asked excitedly: "Matisse, can you teach me a sentence in French before you leave?"
Matisse stared at Chen Xing, thought for a long time, put his hands together and said: "Mon lapin"
Xia Huanming beside him nodded in agreement: "Yes, mon lapin."
Chen Xing asked them puzzledly: "What do you mean?"
Matisse pinched Chen Xing's face and said with a smile: "Little rabbit, you are like a rabbit."
Rabbit? It was the first time Chen Xing heard someone use this word to describe him.
"This should be a compliment to me, thank you." Chen Xing curved his eyes to express his gratitude.
In order to prevent himself from vomiting again, Chen Xing dressed simply today. His clothes were also his old clothes - a lavender purple hoodless sweatshirt.
It is this simple dress that makes Chen Xing look youthful and simple.
When Mathis talked to Chen Xing, he always had the illusion that he was talking to his own brother.
Considering Chen Xing's various behaviors, it would be a lie to say that I don't have any good feelings towards him.
It was his first time to visit the island, so he was inevitably curious about the place. Whenever he followed the main group, he would always fall behind because he walked too slowly.
Every time he thought he was going to call someone, Chen Xing would always appear from somewhere, dragging Xia Huanming with him, and say to him, "Hi, I'm still waiting for you."
Chen Xing is surprisingly friendly. Even when facing passers-by who ask him for directions, he will greet them with a smile.
What surprised him was that Chen Xing, who had such good conditions, had no partner.
When he was alone with Chen Xing, he asked Chen Xing, and Chen Xing said that he had no partner at all, not even an ex.
This made Matisse's jaw drop. He quickly asked Chen Xing if he had any type he liked and he could introduce a few to him. However, Chen Xing just smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Xingyu once said that Matisse was a very straightforward person, so straightforward that he would point out the seat occupied by the student next to him on the first day of class.
So Matisse held Chen Xing's hand tightly in front of a dozen passers-by and invited Chen Xing earnestly: "Remember to keep in touch. When you find a partner, we can go out together!"
Chen Xing nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay."
Wang Baiyue next to him teased him: "If you hadn't said that, I would have thought you were going to confess your love."
"No, no, no, I have someone I like," Matisse opened his wallet and showed them the photos inside.
It was a photo of a foreign girl and Matisse hugging each other. The girl looked about the same age as Matisse, with standard blonde hair and blue eyes. They were standing in front of the woods, and both had bright smiles on their faces.
Chen Xing looked at the photo and praised: "Wow, it's so beautiful."
"I'm going to look for her when I return to my country. You guys can come to my house and play together then." Mathis put away his wallet and raised his chin to the people in front of him.
"Of course." Chen Xing said with a smile.
After chatting here, Mattis went to chat with Zhao Xingyu again. Before they said a few words, Zhao Xingyu put his arm around his shoulders.
Their laughter can be heard from here.
Two minutes later, the program team asked them to board the ship one after another, and everyone carried their luggage onto the ship.
As soon as Chen Xing stood still, the assistant director walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Xingxing, find a place to lie down first."
"Oh ok, I'll put the luggage away..."
Before Chen Xing finished speaking, he suddenly felt his hands were empty.
When he turned around, he saw that his suitcase was already in Xia Huanming's hand.
Xia Huanming said nothing, and took the guitar off his shoulder and raised his chin naturally: "I'll help you get it, go ahead."
He was still dressed in black today, with only a blue jacket on the outside. His thick bangs half covered his brows, and his eyes were always on Chen Xing, as if he was reviewing a serious test paper.
Chen Xing thanked him hurriedly, turned around and walked quickly towards the rest area.
Xia Huanming pulled the luggage into the storage room, then firmly placed Chen Xing's guitar in the corner, and only left after confirming that it would not shake.
As soon as he came out, he met Xu Yuancai waving at him.
At this time, the sailor announced loudly that the ship was ready to set sail. There was a slight vibration on the deck, and the ship began to slowly move away from the dock.
Xia Huanming walked to Xu Yuancai and asked her what was wrong.
Xu Yuancai leaned against the railing, her eyes looking through the glass window at Chen Xing who was curled up on the lounge chair.
Xu Yuancai entangled a strand of long hair with her fingers and spoke slowly: "In fact, before I met you, my impression of all the contestants was based on the impressions from movies and TV dramas. The same goes for you. I felt that you were very cold and the kind of person who kept strangers away."
"I understand." Xia Huanming responded calmly.
In fact, from another perspective, linking the actor and the role together is also a recognition of his acting skills.
If he didn't act well, people wouldn't think he was a cold person.
"So when Xingxing participated in the show and mentioned you during the chat with us, saying that you are a very good person who takes good care of the teammates and also takes good care of him, I was a little bit skeptical."
Xia Huanming felt a surge of secret joy in his heart, but he remained calm as usual: "He... said that to me?"
Xu Yuancai nodded, gracefully smoothed her long hair that was messed up by the wind, and bowed slightly: "After spending so many days together, I think you are really as good as he said, so I want to apologize for my previous stereotype of you."
Xia Huanming waved his hand gently: "It's okay."
The ship was sailing steadily, and Chen Xing turned over uneasily in the lounge chair.
Seeing this, several passing contestants tacitly placed their backpacks around the chair to prevent him from rolling over and falling.
Just when Xia Huanming felt a little relieved, Xu Yuancai suddenly spoke up: "Although everyone has a good relationship with Xingbao, you and him should have the best relationship. He must have mentioned his family affairs to you."
This sentence implicitly confirmed his special position in Chen Xing's heart, and Xia Huanming's lips curled up unconsciously.
However, Xu Yuancai's next action made his smile freeze instantly.
Xu Yuancai touched the screen with her fingertips, and a photo suddenly appeared in front of Xia Huanming - it was an arm covered with bruises.
The bruises were too regular in shape, clearly the result of someone deliberately hitting them with some kind of instrument.
After confirming the anger surging in Xia Huanming's eyes, Xu Yuancai calmly locked the screen.
"I don't think he has ever told you that he was betrayed."
Xu Yuancai's voice was carried by the sea breeze, as if falling into the dark and lightless seabed.
In the chaotic darkness, Chen Xing vaguely felt a ray of light gradually growing larger.
He struggled to pry open his heavy eyelids, and what came into view were the surprised faces of Xia Huanming and Xu Yuancai.
The two men were squatting beside the bench, and were very happy to see Chen Xing wake up.
Xu Yuancai stood up and said, "You only vomited once this time. That's progress."
Xia Huanming put his hands behind Chen Xing's back and helped him up, and asked gently, "Are you dizzy?"
Chen Xing felt his brain was a mess, his body swaying from side to side, and he leaned into Xia Huanming's arms and whispered, "It's still a little bit, but it's much better than last time."
Xia Huanming whispered softly in his ear, "We'll be back soon, just bear with it for a while in the car."
Chen Xing still walked off the boat in a daze. On the way back, he dozed off on Xia Huanming's shoulder.
When we arrived at the villa area, everyone dragged their luggage and walked back to their own villas in different ways.
The guests will not leave until the afternoon, so they can still play with the contestants in the villa for a while.
Zheng Qi glanced at the familiar living room and said with emotion: "It suddenly feels so warm."
"Ah - I'm finally back -" Zhao Xingyu opened his arms at the door and picked up the sofa pillow. "Huh? This has been washed, and it still smells like laundry detergent."
"Yes, we asked the cleaning staff to clean the living room of the villa two days before we came back," the staff member explained. Fearing that everyone might misunderstand, he added, "But your bedroom was not touched at all. It will remain the same as it was before we left."
Chen Xing walked around the people who were chatting and lay down on the sofa.
Xia Huanming followed him, bent down, touched his forehead with one hand and asked, "Why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"
Chen Xing closed his eyes, rubbed his palms and said, "Let me take it easy first. It should be fine soon this time."
"Okay." Xia Huanming half-knelt and asked patiently, "Do you want some water? I'll pour you some.
Everyone else's focus was on the spotless living room. Zheng Peiya and Xue Si Nian brought Xu Yuancai to their room, while Wang Baiyue and Zhao Xingyu went back to their room first. The photographers reinstalled the camera in the corner.
Xia Huanming had just handed the cup of water to Chen Xing, and Chen Xing hadn't even taken two sips when a scream came from the second floor.
"Ah!! No!! My son is dead!"
Everyone looked up at the second floor. Wang Baiyue was walking down the stairs holding a pot of shriveled succulents, crying and shouting, "My son is dead!"
Zhao Xingyu followed him down, his eyes full of innocence: "So this thing can die?"
Coincidentally, there was a pot of meat in every room, but everyone else's was fine, but his died.
Logically speaking, the succulents should be fine if they are not watered for a few days.
Unexpectedly, Wang Baiyue poured a lot of water in one breath and placed it upright facing the sun.
The staff sighed, "Too much water and direct high temperatures will cause problems. When we were discussing it, we said it would be better to grow plants that are not easy to die, but you ended up killing them."
Wang Baiyue said embarrassedly: "I know I was wrong."
Xue Si Nian spread out her palms and said, "It seems that the Feng Shui of your room is not good. Give me five thousand and I will help you change the Feng Shui."
Wang Baiyue: "...It counts as listening to the sound."
Finally, Wang Baiyue buried the succulents in the back garden.
Those people bowed their heads in silence around the small grave. This scene made the newly arrived assistant director a little confused, and he walked into the living room.
The only people left in the living room were Chen Xing who was sleeping and Xia Huanming who was reading a book next to him.
The assistant director pointed outside and asked Xia Huanming: "What are you doing outside? There are a bunch of people gathered there."
Xia Huanming glanced out the window and said, "They are burying the bodies."
Assistant Director: “???”
Xia Huanming briefly recounted what happened. The assistant director clenched his fists and sighed sincerely: "He is the first person I have ever seen who killed succulents. How can this not be considered a talent?"
He looked down at the sleeping Chen Xing again: "How is he now? Is he feeling better?"
Xia Huanming's hand gently stroked Chen Xing's hair, and his voice softened unconsciously: "Well, he just got better. He's just too sleepy now and wants to sleep for a while. Are you here to distribute tasks?"
The assistant director snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, inform them that the fifth session will start tomorrow, but don't go to the practice room for now. We need to upgrade the equipment. Go the day after tomorrow."
Xia Huanming closed the book and asked doubtfully, "Upgrade the equipment?"
The assistant director grabbed his hair and explained, "Didn't we use mobile phones to broadcast live before? Some people said it was too shabby. So when everyone went to the island, we brought a lot of equipment. Now they won't criticize us, right?"
The assistant director was, after all, a young and energetic guy. When his program received bad reviews, he was naturally anxious. He quickly discussed countermeasures and notified the purchase overnight.
It just so happened that everyone went to the island during this period, so they had time to start the installation work.
After the assistant director chatted with Xia Huanming for a while about the rehearsal and post-interview arrangements of the drama, he said goodbye and went to find the next group.
The living room returned to silence, with only the sound of Chen Xing's even breathing.
Xia Huanming leaned back on the sofa, stroking Chen Xing's hair with one hand and swiping his phone with the other. He first sent what the assistant director said to the group, and then started reading the super topic of "Awakening Moment" openly.
The number of people following the super topic has exceeded 250,000, and all new content is official stills of dramas.
[@Anything is good except happiness]: Are there any sisters who are into drama who understand? The crying scene of xhm was really heartbreaking. I cried to death too. This man is really good at acting.
[@是冬冬呀]: #夏唤铭男永一# You can always trust Xia Huanming's action scenes. The scene where he played with a sword in the practice room in the second episode was so cool. He was also so cool here [Picture]
[@小猪的同桌]: Xiaozhu has made great progress. He can act like this in his first play. It's so scary. Can the traffic star who can't even pronounce some of the lines learn from him? I'm dizzy. Don't think about your crappy advertisement.
[@天天要吃小猪包]: Who on earth came up with the idea of using flower petals instead of blood when Xiaozhubao died? So beautiful, so beautiful, the production team is really amazing, the makeup and aesthetics are really good, Xiaozhu is so handsome [picture] [picture]
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Xia Huanming used his secondary account to like all the Weibo posts praising Chen Xing. After so many days, he insisted on checking in every day and his level had reached LV2.
He went to watch GCTV's "Awakening Moment" topic again. Here, he was not flooded with drama posters, but with the highlights of the second episode.
Since the second episode's behind-the-scenes footage was aired, these people have found some clues.
[Anonymous 26899]: [Video] I just realized that in the second episode, when the piglet came, Xia Huanming's eyes suddenly lit up.
[Anonymous 44324]: First of all, Xia Huanming didn't say that he didn't like Chen Xing. Secondly, Xia Huanming called Chen Xing by his name, so they are together.
[Anonymous 57459]: If you don’t make it public, I will really start spreading rumors!!
Xia Huanming scrolled down and came across a video clip.
This edited video is only two minutes long, and all the interactions between him and Chen Xing in the previous episodes, even a glance at each other, were cut into the video.
When the last sentence appeared, Xia Huanming felt like he was shot in the heart - Xia Huanming, when they called your name, who were you looking at through the monitor.
“…”
Who can he look at?
In this noisy and bustling crowd, his eyes can always lock onto that figure at the first moment.
Just like now, he looked down at the face sleeping peacefully beside his legs.
He didn't need anyone to tell him, he knew that his eyes must be very gentle at this moment, because his heart was always soft and full.
It is said on the Internet that when female fan fiction writers interact with each other, their eyes are like microscopes, and they can discover any detail, no matter how small.
Now it seems to be true, and I can completely understand how he felt at that time.
Xia Huanming had just left a comment when the people who were attending the "funeral" outside came in, greeted him, and then split into groups to go out and play.
The living room fell into a brief silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xing sat up dazedly. After rubbing his eyes, he was surprised to find Xia Huanming was still there. He smiled instantly: "Huh? I thought you were gone."
"I was afraid that you would wake up and find no one there, so I took a look," Xia Huanming raised his hand and touched Chen Xing's forehead, then stroked his cheek, "You feel much better now, right?"
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