【69. Student Zheng】
This rainstorm lasted all night.
Cheng Qingxing slept all night and when he woke up, he found it was still raining outside.
But the room was warm, and he glanced outside.
He found that Zheng Xuhe had prepared a brazier for him and lit a fire for him, so he felt much warmer.
When he got out of bed, he found that it was still raining heavily outside. The sound of rain kept surrounding his ears, making him feel a little uneasy.
Looking out the window, the sky was gray and there was not a trace of light.
When Cheng Qingxing stepped onto the wooden floor barefoot, he found three bottles of Omega-specific nutrient solution neatly stacked on the edge of the brazier.
It’s strange to say, even in such a remote place, there is such a thing, which really makes him want to laugh.
He squinted his eyes and saw that the condensation on the floor-to-ceiling window had drawn a crooked star, with some undried fingerprints next to it.
"Would you like something to eat?" Zheng Xuhe's voice came from outside the door, hoarse from staying up all night, "I don't know how to cook, so I made some white rice porridge."
Cheng Qingxing was well aware that he couldn't cook.
When we lived together before, he was the one who cooked.
"It's okay, as long as you can eat it." Cheng Qingxing responded.
When I turned my head, I saw the live broadcasting phone and subconsciously asked, "It's still live broadcasting."
"We can't film the program, but we have to broadcast something, so we can only do it live." Zheng Xuhe handed the rice porridge to him.
Sitting in front of him, watching him drink porridge, and then asked: "There are only cameras in the living room and kitchen, not in the bedroom."
Cheng Qingxing naturally wouldn't worry about this. He was still very confident in Zheng Xuhe's work.
He looked up and saw Zheng Xuhe, who was looking down in thought. There were faint dark red scratches on the collar of his black turtleneck sweater. He must have done it accidentally yesterday.
The barrage suddenly lit up on the surface of the smart refrigerator:
[User "Folk Moses Star" rewarded with 5 rockets: This couldn't be left over from the suspension yesterday! 】
[The screen suddenly went black yesterday and I don’t know what happened. 】
[The scratches are too obvious. Could it be that there was really some sparks going on between the two of them on the island? 】
[It was probably because the rainstorm came too suddenly, the phone and the car were both broken, Cheng Qingxing must have been injured. 】
[Is this a divorce variety show or PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds? ? 】
[Cheng Qingxing doesn't look like he fell, it seems like he is in a weak period due to estrus. 】
[Don’t talk nonsense above, I’m a Beta. 】
[I'm a little worried. It seems that the services on Maomao Island have been suspended. I don't know if the island is safe. 】
[The weather is unpredictable, so the production crew had better hurry up to avoid any accidents. 】
[Yes, doesn’t the production crew make a good plan before going there? 】
[In fact, the weather on Maomao Island has been sunny in the past week. 】
Some people were complaining in the barrage, while others were worried about their situation.
Cheng Qingxing drank porridge and listened to the sound of rain outside, feeling that time was passing particularly slowly.
He secretly glanced at Zheng Xuhe. After so many years of marriage, a silver hair appeared in her short black hair.
"How old are you this year?" Cheng Qingxing asked subconsciously.
"I'm thirty-one. I'm only two months older than you." Zheng Xuhe said calmly, looking at him slowly, "I thought you knew."
Cheng Qingxing naturally remembered that he was about the same age as himself, but it had been so long that he had forgotten how old he was.
If Zheng Xuhe didn't help him celebrate his birthday last time, he himself would probably not like to see birthdays at all.
"That's not young anymore." Cheng Qingxing said with a smile. After finishing his porridge, he took a look at the phone that was broadcasting live.
An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, so he took the live broadcast phone and placed it on the table for the two of them. "Come on, let's just watch the show. If you want to know something, just ask directly."
"You know how to entertain the audience."
Zheng Xuhe's words meant to agree, and the comments in the live broadcast room started to go crazy.
[Actor Zheng, will you always like Cheng Qingxing? 】
[Cheng Qingxing, why don’t you like Zheng Xuhe? What exactly did he do to displease you? 】
Did you two do it yesterday? I'm very curious. 】
[Can we remarry?] I really feel like you two are a perfect match, right? 】
[Why are you unwilling to help Cheng Qingxing?] Can't you help him with his career? 】
[Cheng Qingxing, do you think your acting skills are really better than Zheng Xuhe's? 】
What interesting things happened in college? 】
[When you two were in love, who was the one pursuing whom? 】
There are too many barrage comments popping up during live broadcasts, and the content is also varied.
Cheng Qingxing muttered to himself, but found that these comments were indeed too "sharp", so he could only ignore most of them and choose to answer a small part.
"We weren't actually close in college." Cheng Qingxing turned the topic directly to Zheng Xuhe, "Right? Classmate Zheng?"
When he called out "Student Zheng", there was a hint of playfulness in his voice, which instantly made Zheng Xuhe's face brighten with joy.
"That's just your feeling." Zheng Xuhe answered slowly, with an inexplicably arrogant tone, "When we were in college, I was always by your side, but you were too slow."
Zheng Xuhe originally thought that Cheng Qingxing would refute him, but Cheng Qingxing just smiled and nodded, "I am indeed a little slow. I didn't notice many things."
This made Zheng Xuhe silent. He looked at him without saying anything and became the taciturn Zheng Xuhe he used to be.
【no? What kind of atmosphere is this? 】
[It's a bit ambiguous and a bit awkward. It turns out that Cheng Qingxing is also a master at chatting till death. 】
[Zheng Xuhe, please say something. I haven’t eaten the melon yet. 】
[I have to wonder if there is some strange secret code between the two of them? Why do you become silent when we chat? 】
[In fact, what Zheng Xuhe was thinking at this time was, "Stop talking nonsense! Say something!" 】
[Cheng Qingxing, please say something! Don't let the words fall to the ground. 】
The audience in the live broadcast room was more anxious than them. Cheng Qingxing laughed even more happily as he watched the comments flash by so quickly.
"Why are you more anxious than us?" Cheng Qingxing propped up his chin and looked at the rain outside. "This is our normal state. Not talking is actually a very comfortable state for us. Don't worry."
Although Cheng Qingxing seems to talk a lot, he is actually quiet most of the time.
Because when he was speaking, he felt like he was thinking, which was very tiring, and he still had to think about what to say.
"Don't worry, we didn't talk when we were in love."
Hearing this, Cheng Qingxing subconsciously rolled his eyes at him and said in a disdainful tone, "When we were in love, I didn't say anything. Maybe you really made me angry."
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