Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Fatal
Jiang Yuxia paused, put down her chopsticks, and asked him, "Why did you bring this up so suddenly?"
Was it because he had become strange today? He thought about his own state, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red. Well, it was indeed very strange.
Zhou Boye placed the peeled crab on the plate in front of him. While Jiang Yuxia was sleeping, he called Sun Quan and learned the whole story.
Sun Quan said that he just immersed himself in the role, and the result was very good. Everyone on the set praised him, saying that he was very talented and spiritual.
Zhou Boye didn't understand acting, nor did he know how many surprises Jiang Yuxia had for them. He only knew that Jiang Yuxia's mood was obviously not right, and he seemed unable to get out of the role.
He looked up some information and found that if one is too immersed in the play and cannot get out of it, it will have a great impact on one's mood. Some people develop from melancholy to depression and even commit suicide.
Zhou Boye wiped his hands clean with a wet towel and said in a calm voice, "Do you know that you scared me today?"
Jiang Yuxia: "I just... I imagined too much when I was acting..."
He couldn't organize his words clearly, and the suffocating feeling that he had finally calmed down came back, as if he had one foot in the mud. He didn't sink in, and it couldn't swallow him up, but his shoes and trouser legs were covered in mud, and he didn't know how to clean it.
Zhou Boye watched him, taking in every subtle change in his movements. At this moment, for example, he reached out and covered his eyes, whispering, "Don't think about anything. Get some rest. You're not in a good state today, and I'm worried."
There was darkness in front of my eyes, but I could feel the warmth of Zhou Boye's palm, which covered my eyes and made them feel slightly warm.
Zhou Boye's voice came to my ears, and the tone was like a complaint, "Acting is your hobby and your career. Although I don't want you to go up and down, and I don't want you to have such strong emotional fluctuations because of it. But if I don't let you go, you will blame me."
Jiang Yuxia: "I can't."
His reaction made Zhou Boye finally smile. "Then I can't bear to keep you trapped in this small house. You have a career you love, and you do it well. How proud of you."
Jiang Yuxia thought that if he went out to work, he would lock Zhou Boye up at home and support him. He would be able to see him every day when he returned home, and Zhou Boye would only see him, and everything about him would belong to him.
His pupils shrank, his eyes lit up, and something was stirring.
Zhou Boye: "I feel bad for you for getting yourself into this state every time. Acting is a blind spot for me, so I can't provide you with any substantial help. So we should seek help from professionals."
Perhaps after systematic study, he can make good use of his talent.
Jiang Yuxia fell silent. He had already dropped out of school for two years. How much could he remember from high school? He had basically forgotten everything about the art exam.
He remembered that he had barely passed the recitation in the first round of the art exam and the talent show in the second round. His score in the third round of comprehensive performing arts examination was quite high. He was able to pass the art exam because Zhou Boye lent him some money, hired a teacher for him, and helped him with training.
To be honest, he hasn’t paid back the money yet...so he feels sorry for Zhou Boye for not being able to go to school.
Jiang Yuxia pressed her lips into a line, "But I've forgotten everything I learned in high school, so I might not be able to pass the exam."
Zhou Boye: "I helped you retain your student status, but I arranged for you to take a leave of absence."
Jiang Yuxia was not in good health before, so he didn't say anything.
A constant flow of warmth came from Zhou Boye's hand. Jiang Yuxia: "When did you..."
Zhou Boye: "When your university starts."
Jiang Yuxia opened her lips, reached out and grasped Zhou Boye's wrist, took his hand away from her eyes, lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, "Didn't you say you didn't look for me?"
"I didn't look for you much." Zhou Boye even had a hint of a smile in his tone as he spoke. "But if a living person suddenly disappears, they will always call the police. And your school's contact person filled in my name. When you didn't report, the school called me. I didn't know when you would come back, so I was worried that you wouldn't be able to keep your student status, so I arranged for you to take a leave of absence."
That time was just brushed aside in a few words.
Jiang Yuxia gripped his wrist a little tighter. At a time when he was so overwhelmed, he still had to deal with all his messes. He squeezed out a low voice and said, "I'm sorry."
The silent air solidified between the two people.
Zhou Boye suddenly thought that he seemed to have never directly answered the question of why Jiang Yuxia left without saying goodbye, and every time he was brushed aside by various things.
He never told Jiang Yuxia seriously and clearly that he didn't mind.
He took the initiative and crossed his fingers with his own, interlocking their fingers. "Okay, I accept it and forgive you. I won't talk about this again."
Jiang Yuxia smiled bitterly, and he looked up and said, "Aye, can I kiss you?"
Zhou Boye was stunned. Jiang Yuxia had already stood up and sat on his legs. She put her hands on his neck and kissed the corner of his lips lightly. "Is it okay?"
The love in a pair of cat eyes could drown him. Zhou Boye's pupils constricted and he bowed his head. The disordered breathing sounds were heard in the box.
Jiang Yuxia tilted his head back slightly, only to be pushed back by a large hand, unable to escape. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Boye. So this was the expression he had when kissing, so different from usual. His ears flushed red, and he suddenly ducked his head, his voice a little breathless. "Can we not go back to the old house today? I remember you have an apartment nearby."
There are many people living in the old house. This is where Zhou Boye stays when he is too busy with work to go back. There are only people cleaning it regularly, and no one lives there usually. In other words, there are only the two of them.
Before Zhou Boye understood what he meant, Jiang Yuxia rested her chin on his shoulder and tightened her grip around him. "I'm done filming, now I can leave my mark."
grass!
Zhou Boye used all his life's grace to avoid uttering the curse word. He let out a light breath and closed his eyes.
It's really annoying.
The apartment was not far from the place where he had dinner, and it only took ten minutes to drive there. Zhou Boye didn't say much on the way, but he stopped to buy some things when he passed by a pharmacy. Jiang Yuxia was not a little kid who knew nothing, so he naturally knew what he was going to buy, and his face was a little hot.
Zhou Boye came back and put a small bag of things aside. Jiang Yuxia didn't even dare to glance at the bag. He stared ahead motionlessly, as stiff as a piece of wood.
Zhou Boye still didn't say a word. In the interweaving of light and shadow, his lips were stretched into a straight line. The gray-black suit made him look a little serious. He leaned on the backrest of the car, one hand on the steering wheel, his black hair hanging down on his forehead, his eyes fixed on the front, without looking anywhere else, as if he was full of hostility.
Jiang Yuxia saw this out of the corner of his eye, and the breath he was holding in his heart suddenly relaxed. His hot face gradually cooled down, and he turned to look at Zhou Boye.
Zhou Boye noticed his gaze and turned to look at him.
Jiang Yuxia: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Boye was slightly startled and looked up at the rearview mirror. His face was printed in it, dark and even a little scary. His eyes widened a little. He didn't expect that he had such a ghostly expression.
He stepped on the brakes and the car stopped by the roadside. Zhou Boye exhaled and placed his hand on Jiang Yuxia's hand, which was warm and moist.
Before Jiang Yuxia could react, Zhou Boye leaned over and buried his head in his abdomen. "Don't be afraid, I'm just concentrating on driving."
God knows how difficult it was for him to suppress his irritability. He didn't even dare to look at Jiang Yuxia for a second.
The breath sprayed on his skin through the thin clothes, causing a tremor. Jiang Yuxia's face turned red. He licked his dry lips and lowered his head to gently kiss Zhou Boye's neck.
Zhou Boye paused, and the air in the car suddenly became hot and humid, rising and swirling in silence. After a moment, Zhou Boye chuckled, "Still trying to seduce me?"
As he spoke, he bit Jiang Yuxia's stomach through her clothes, not a light bite.
Jiang Yuxia's neck turned red with a bang. He hurriedly pushed Zhou Boye up, "You... I..."
Like a furious kitten, "Don't be outside!"
Zhou Boye buried his head in his abdomen and laughed softly. He reached out and hugged him tightly before standing up. "Okay."
It was only a ten-minute journey, but it was so long that it exhausted all of Zhou Boye's patience.
The apartment door opened and the sensor light came on automatically. No one knew who took the first step, and no one knew when the blanket on the sofa fell to the ground.
Zhou Boye lifted his clothes from the bottom. There was a very shallow tooth mark on his abdomen, which he had just left. He gave it a kiss.
Jiang Yuxia half-supported herself, one hand placed to block Zhou Boye, and continued to curl up on the sofa, her voice panting, "First, take a shower first."
Zhou Boye acted as if he didn't hear anything, holding his ankle and leading him towards him. Soon Jiang Yuxia was trapped in his arms. He bit his neck. Seeing that he finally looked at him, he licked the teeth mark on his neck in a flattering manner, and then made his attitude clear, "I want to take a shower first!"
Zhou Boye pondered for a moment, as if considering the feasibility. He originally wanted to refuse, but when he met Jiang Yuxia's somewhat flustered eyes, he nodded again, "Washing one by one is a waste of time, let's do it together."
Jiang Yuxia: "I want to wash it myself!"
He had never seen Zhou Boye like this before. His eyes were calm, even gentle, but like the calm before the storm, the more he acted like this, the more frightened he became. It was as if he was wearing a mask of calm, hiding the truth of his madness.
Jiang Yuxia originally thought that he could control the situation, but now he is a little panicked.
With his feet hanging in the air, he was carried to the bathroom. Zhou Boye didn't care what he said and just carried him into the bathtub.
He turned on the bathtub faucet and the water of suitable temperature slowly filled the bathtub.
Zhou Boye didn't come in right away. He'd taken off his suit jacket, now wearing only a shirt. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a well-proportioned arm. He'd taken off his watch and placed it on the sink. He scooped up a handful of cold water and ran it over his face, water dripping down his Adam's apple.
The shirt was still buttoned up to the top button, and despite such an abstinent outfit, there was a clear, red tooth mark not far above the button.
Jiang Yuxia looked at the teeth marks on his neck. His lips were a little dry. There was a small mole next to the teeth marks, which was particularly attractive. He walked down along the shirt, to the well-tailored suit pants, and then further down...
Jiang Yuxia pursed her lips and felt her mouth was dry.
At this moment, Zhou Boye suddenly turned his head and caught Jiang Yuxia's increasingly presumptuous gaze.
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