【59. Memory overlap】
Cheng Qingxing had just finished thinking about it when he saw the door of the room open and Zheng Xuhe standing at the door with his luggage.
Because it was raining outside and Zheng Xuhe didn't have an umbrella, he looked very embarrassed when he appeared.
The only part of my body that was slightly dry was my pants.
"Sorry, something delayed me." Zheng Xuhe said as he moved his luggage aside and took out a white shirt from it.
He took off his clothes and put on a white shirt.
When he was about to change his pants, Cheng Qingxing went up to him and stopped him and said, "Ancestor, it's live broadcasting."
Zheng Xuhe was stunned for a moment before he noticed the cell phone on the table. His face darkened and he walked inside with his things.
Cheng Qingxing took a look at the comments in the live broadcast room and his eyes turned black.
[Oh my god, those are eight-pack abs!] 】
[Zheng Xuhe, I take back what I said. You must kill Cheng Qingxing with a stab. 】
[A 30-year-old man still has such a good figure. I can’t stand it. 】
[When you two were in the same room, did he let you touch him? 】
[He is handsome, rich and has a good figure. In fact, as long as he gives me tens of millions a year, I can also not let him accompany me. 】
[If I have to choose two among money, love, and handsome men, I will choose love and handsome men. 】
[Don’t say anymore, I suddenly forgave Zheng Xuhe. 】
[No matter how much I love you, nothing is worth my love, even real money. 】
[Cheng Qingxing, why don’t you remarry for the sake of the audience and steal Zheng Xuhe’s property to support everyone. 】
[The person above is probably not a genius.] 】
The moment when Zheng Xuhe took off his clothes, in just ten seconds, made the live broadcast room the most popular on the platform.
"Your idea is good, but it's not suitable for me."
Cheng Qingxing actually thought about not needing love, but his life was not bad.
He has no so-called material needs. Although the money he earns is not much, it is enough for him to live on.
He stays in this circle because he has a dream and because he feels unwilling to give up.
“You can’t keep losing.”
What to lose? You're not always comparing yourself to Zheng Xuhe, are you? 】
【ah? What's the comparison between the two of them? It feels like they are not on the same level at all. 】
[What's there to compare? You are Beta and he is Alpha. He is inherently better than you. Why should you compare your end point with his starting point? 】
[Yes, a movie emperor and an unknown expired child star. 】
[People should have self-knowledge. It is your blessing that he likes you. 】
[Yes, Cheng Qingxing, please don’t be ungrateful. 】
[Although I feel that Cheng Qingxing is not wrong, you can lower your goals a bit. 】
Why do you want to compare yourself with him? He is the one who loves you. Isn't it inappropriate to compare yourself with him? 】
[You don’t see your own position clearly, right? 】
[I'm a bit overestimating my own abilities.] 】
[You take yourself too seriously. You should take a clearer look at yourself. 】
There were many different opinions in the comments in the live broadcast room. Cheng Qingxing looked at the words that flashed by and did not take them to heart.
He was just saying it casually, and the audience was just discussing it casually. There is no point in arguing with them about this topic.
The wind blew in from the door and he felt a little cold. He looked around and finally found that there was actually dry firewood in this small mushroom house.
So he picked up some firewood and a worn-out steel basin for washing faces at the door and threw them in the middle.
The sound of "bang" scared the audience in the live broadcast room, and also scared Zheng Xuhe who was changing clothes inside.
He hurried out, thinking something had happened to Cheng Qingxing, but he saw that Cheng Qingxing was already angry.
It was still raining outside. Cheng Qingxing saw smoke coming out of the basin and started adding firewood to it. The flames suddenly jumped up and reflected on his face, making him look particularly soft.
Zheng Xuhe looked at him and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
He suddenly realized that he had not looked at him so quietly for a long time.
Cheng Qingxing thought about it and felt a little hungry, so he went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
There were some moldy potatoes, so I didn't think much about it. I just cut off the moldy parts, wrapped them in mud, threw them into the fire and started eating.
"Qingxing." Zheng Xuhe called his name softly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Let's sit and warm ourselves by the fire. When the rain stops, we'll go to the supermarket over there to buy daily necessities." Cheng Qingxing brought two small stools and sat nearby to warm ourselves by the fire.
Zheng Xuhe didn't say much, just sat next to him and waited for the potatoes to come out.
The two of them sat there side by side, warming themselves by the fire. Cheng Qingxing handed him the live broadcast phone, and with his other hand he held a piece of wood and started a fire.
“Talk to your fans.”
What he said was simple, but Zheng Xuhe took the phone and said nothing except hello.
There was no interaction after that. He returned the phone to Cheng Qingxing and whispered, "You should come. I'm not suitable."
Cheng Qingxing smiled and joked: "If I'm not in this live broadcast room, I wonder what you will do."
There were actually a lot of people in the live broadcast room, but one of them was Zheng Xuhe himself. His speech just now became very serious.
[Actor Zheng is so honest.] 】
[Actor Zheng is so handsome.] 】
[Teacher Zheng, will you only take on this type of variety show? 】
When will you play a new role? 】
Will there be any new dramas released soon? 】
This live broadcast room is just like those paid press conferences, where each question is more serious than the last.
"I'm too lazy to criticize. When I was here, it was all very lewd. Now it's getting serious."
[Can you be the same as Zheng Xuhe?] You're definitely going to get scolded! 】
[We are afraid of receiving a lawyer's letter from his company, but you are different. 】
[You look like a very poor person who has no company and no lawyer. 】
Our teacher Cheng is really easy to talk to and can take a joke. 】
[Yes, if it was Zheng Xuhe, we wouldn’t dare to breathe heavily. 】
The audience in this live broadcast room is typical of those who bully the weak and fear the strong, but Cheng Qingxing doesn't care. This feeling is not bad, at least he has something to say.
Unlike someone next to me, who hasn't said a word yet.
He glanced at Zheng Xuhe, who was roasting himself by the fire. The red flames were reflected on his face, making his features look three-dimensional and handsome.
The rain was still falling outside, and the sound of it reminded him of the scene when they filmed that campus drama more than ten years ago.
Just as he was about to speak, Sparks suddenly jumped, scaring him.
"It's okay." Zheng Xuhe pulled him towards him, "The potatoes must be cooked, so they fried a little."
As Zheng Xuhe spoke, he pulled the potatoes out of the fire and placed them all at his feet.
The past and the present overlapped, and the scene fifteen years ago seemed a bit elusive to Cheng Qingxing.
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