Cheng Zhi didn't know why things had turned out like this.
At first... he just wanted Song Baiyi to help him untie the clothes that were stuck on the hook.
And now, in the small locker room.
Cheng Zhi was held in Song Baiyi's arms and did not dare to make any unnecessary movements.
When the disheveled Cheng Zhi was held in Song Baiyi's arms, he could still feel the warmth from Song Baiyi's body coming to him through a layer of clothes.
I don’t know if it’s because Song Baiyi hugged me too tightly or because my clothes were too thin.
Cheng Zhi knew his own abdomen, and could even clearly see the distinct lines of Song Baiyi's abdominal muscles.
Song Baiyi put one hand around Cheng Zhi's waist and the other hand on Cheng Zhi's back.
The hand he placed on Cheng Zhi's back was very dishonest, and from time to time he would stroke Cheng Zhi's back from bottom to top.
Then he stopped at the wound where Cheng Zhi had just been hit by the clothes hook, and very patiently used the palm of his hand to gently massage that area.
After a while, he moved his hand down again and repeated the action.
This cycle repeated several times, and Cheng Zhi trembled in Song Baiyi's arms as he moved.
Cheng Zhi's legs and waist were made weak and numb by Song Baiyi's actions, and he could only collapse on him as if exhausted.
Cheng Zhi's eyes were a little dazed, and he felt as if he had been thrown into the sea.
Floating and sinking, I stepped into a void. Only when I held Song Baiyi, I felt at ease.
Following Song Baiyi's movements, Cheng Zhi leaned against his neck and whimpered a few times.
After noticing that his voice was a little weak, Cheng Zhi bit his lower lip tightly, barely uttered a few breaths, and let Song Baiyi's hand move on his back.
Outside the locker room, Huo Shuhang and Ning Meng pushed open the door and walked into the dressing room one after the other.
"Ning Meng, do you have any snacks to share with me? I'm so hungry."
"Are you full from eating the ribbons just now?"
"Go to hell." Huo Shuhang snorted, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down.
He looked up at the time and saw that the minute hand was almost pointing to dinner time.
Huo Shuhang was delighted. He turned around, picked up his clothes, and walked to the locker room to change before going to eat.
Huo Shuhang put his hand on the door handle of the locker room. He twisted it, but it didn't budge.
Then he tried several more times, but the door handle didn't go in either direction.
The next second, Huo Shuhang raised his hand and knocked on the locker room door.
"Is there anyone in there?"
Cheng Zhi was frightened by Huo Shuhang's sudden knock on the door, and his whole body trembled in Song Baiyi's arms.
As for Huo Shuhang, who was outside the door, his hands were moving and there was no sign of him stopping.
Instead, he knocked harder and continued to ask.
"Is that Cheng Zhi? Are you in there? Why aren't you talking?"
Cheng Zhi, who was suddenly called out, subconsciously tightened his hold on Song Baiyi because of nervousness and fear.
The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and Cheng Zhi took this opportunity.
He leaned close to Song Baiyi's ear and spoke to him in a low voice.
Teacher Song...no need to rub it anymore."
"Huo Shuhang is still outside, let go first..."
Song Baiyi continued to rub the wound on Cheng Zhi's back slowly, as if he hadn't heard anything.
He said to Cheng Zhi calmly, "Didn't you say it hurt just now?"
After hearing what Song Baiyi said, Cheng Zhi groaned and raised his hand to push him away.
"I don't feel any pain now..."
Song Baiyi felt Cheng Zhi moving restlessly in his arms, but Cheng Zhi didn't put much effort.
He placed his hand loosely on his shoulder and gave it a gentle push.
In Song Baiyi's view, this restlessness was just like scratching a kitten, and had no practical effect.
However, this action gave Song Baiyi a great sense of satisfaction.
He took the hand that had just been on Cheng Zhi's back away, then raised it and rubbed Cheng Zhi's head.
Song Baiyi leaned close to Cheng Zhi's ear and chuckled.
"Do you think it's appropriate for us to open the door now?"
At the same time, the sound of Huo Shuhang fiddling with the door handle outside continued to reach Cheng Zhi's ears through the door, constantly stimulating his sensitive nerves.
Cheng Zhi felt like his head was a mess. He bit his lower lip tightly, not daring to make any other sound to avoid being discovered by people outside.
Ning Meng heard what Huo Shuhang was doing, frowned slightly and walked over to ask, "What's wrong? Aren't you changing clothes? Why don't you go in?"
Huo Shuhang held his clothes and shook his head, then raised his chin to signal Ning Meng.
"The door to the locker room seemed to be locked and I couldn't get in."
"Didn't Cheng Zhi just come back? Did he fall asleep in the locker room?"
After Ning Meng signaled Huo Shuhang to move aside, he turned the door handle of the locker room.
When Ning Meng felt that the door was locked from the inside, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Then he put his ear to the door again, trying to hear what was going on inside.
At this time, Cheng Zhi was held in Song Baiyi's arms and buried his head in his chest.
Cheng Zhi held his breath silently, not daring to make any sound.
Cheng Zhi was very clear about his current situation. If he opened the door, or if people outside discovered he and Song Baiyi were inside.
Both he and Song Baiyi are probably doomed.
Although Cheng Zhi knew that the two of them did nothing, he was still worried if other people saw him and Song Baiyi in the locker room together with their clothes disheveled.
Even if Cheng Zhi came to Song Baiyi for help because his clothes were caught, other people probably wouldn't believe this reason...
As he thought about this, Cheng Zhi gripped the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes tighter and tighter, biting his lower lip hard, without making any sound.
Ning Meng outside leaned against the door and listened for a long time, but didn't hear any movement in the locker room.
He shook his head at Huo Shuhang and said, "There is no sound from inside. Did you misunderstand Cheng Zhi? The door must be broken or have some other problem. It is locked from the inside, so you can't open it."
"Really?" Huo Shuhang frowned, and then repeated Ning Meng's action just now: after turning the door handle, he tilted his body and put his ear against the door, trying to hear some movement inside.
And just after Huo Shuhang listened for a few minutes and heard no sound.
He finally believed Ning Meng's words. Then he stood up silently and took his hand off the door handle.
Huo Shuhang sighed and said, "Then I'll go find the staff to deal with it first. I can't go to dinner in my performance clothes..."
Hearing that Huo Shuhang was going to call someone, Ning Meng nodded and said yes.
"Go ahead, I'll stay here and wait for you."
After reaching a consensus, Huo Shuhang and Ning Meng left the locker room door one after the other.
Huo Shuhang went out to call for help, while Ning Meng sat on the sofa.
He took the tablet computer that the production team sent to their group, opened one at random, and started watching the stage video inside.
The noise outside the locker room continued, but it was so small that it was almost negligible.
Cheng Zhi's tense nerves slowly relaxed after he heard the footsteps outside getting farther and farther away.
He slowly lifted his head out of Song Baiyi's arms and muttered.
"Teacher Song, can you please let me go first?"
The tone was very light, and when it reached Song Baiyi's ears, it made him want to bully him again.
Song Baiyi lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi's face was a bit red due to nervousness, and his lower lip was a bit darker because he had just bitten it.
His clothes were still messy, and because of the frequent movements he had just made, the white area on his chest looked even bigger.
Song Baiyi silently shifted his gaze away from Cheng Zhi's chest and hummed.
The next second, the hand around Cheng Zhi's waist slowly loosened.
Song Baiyi took a step back and let go of the person he had just held tightly in his arms.
The hand that was holding Cheng Zhi was hidden behind Song Baiyi's back without making a sound.
In a corner where Cheng Zhi couldn't see, his five fingers curled up slightly, then gently twisted them together, revealing a hint of reluctance.
Cheng Zhi hummed, lowered his head to tidy up his hair, then reached out to pull up his clothes that had just been loosened, and then asked Song Baiyi in a low voice.
"Teacher Song...what should we do now?"
Ning Meng is still outside. If he goes out now, he will die.
But if Huo Shuhang asked the staff to come and pry open the door of the locker room, and they opened the door to see him and Song Baiyi inside, wouldn't it be impossible to explain their relationship even if eight hundred mouths were opened?
When Song Baiyi saw Cheng Zhi pulling up his clothes, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across his mind.
But the next second, he calmed himself down and spoke to Cheng Zhidao.
"You should change your clothes first."
After hearing Song Baiyi's answer, Cheng Zhi froze.
"Why…"
Song Baiyi looked meaningfully at the wrinkled performance costume that Cheng Zhi was wearing.
"I definitely can't get out now. If the staff force the door open later and see you and me in the dressing room with dishevelled clothes... what do you think is a more reasonable explanation?"
After listening to Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi thought more and more that it made sense.
He thought about it carefully, and then made up his mind to change his clothes first.
Having made this decision, Cheng Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Song Baiyi.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Teacher Song... I need to change my clothes now, how about you turn around first?"
The locker room was not big, barely enough to accommodate the two of them, let alone for one of them to suddenly turn around.
Song Baiyi tilted his head slightly and gestured to Cheng Zhi, then asked lightly.
"Are you sure?"
Cheng Zhi looked at Song Baiyi's actions, roughly estimated the size of the locker room, and then overturned his previous idea.
Thinking further, Cheng Zhi suddenly realized that both of them were men.
Even if I take off my clothes and leave only my underwear in front of Song Baiyi...it doesn't seem like it would be a big problem.
After all, in Cheng Zhi's previous world, in order to save time, it was no big deal for him to change clothes in the same room with several teammates.
Aren’t they all men? What I have, Song Baiyi also has.
So when I asked Song Baiyi to turn around just now, it seemed a bit unfamiliar.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi swallowed his saliva and then spoke to Song Baiyi.
"No... Teacher Song, just close your eyes..."
After hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi nodded and said, "Okay."
The next second, Song Baiyi turned his head slightly and closed his eyes very obediently.
The locker room fell silent. Cheng Zhi looked at Song Baiyi, who had closed his eyes in front of him, and suddenly he didn't know where to put his hands.
Although he knew that there was nothing wrong with him changing clothes in front of Song Baiyi.
But when he saw Song Baiyi close his eyes, the feeling of shame in his heart instantly surged up.
Cheng Zhi now looked determined, and he took a deep breath.
Then he folded his hands, grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled them up, taking off his top.
Song Baiyi closed his eyes tightly and could only hear the sound of clothes rubbing against each other when Cheng Zhi took off his clothes.
The next second, Song Baiyi suddenly felt that Cheng Zhi had covered his head with a layer of cloth, blocking all the light.
At the same time, the fragrance from Cheng Zhi's body suddenly rushed into Song Baiyi's nostrils.
Song Baiyi reacted quickly and Cheng Zhi threw his shirt on his head.
He wanted to laugh a little, and then asked slowly.
"Are you treating me like a clothes hanger?"
"No..." Cheng Zhi, with his upper body naked at this time, stammered in front of Song Baiyi.
"I, I'm afraid you'll peek..."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi felt a little helpless, "If this can make you feel at ease, then it's fine."
After Song Baiyi finished speaking, he pondered quietly in his heart.
How hard do I have to work so that I don’t have to close my eyes and be blocked by Cheng Zhi’s clothes, and I can see openly.
Cheng Zhi, on the other hand, had a red face and changed his clothes quickly.
Song Baiyi waited quietly for a long time, but Cheng Zhi didn't show any sign of taking the clothes off his head.
He patiently asked Cheng Zhi, "Have you changed? I'll take off my clothes when you're done."
Cheng Zhi hummed, then gently held Song Baiyi's wrists to prevent him from making any other movements.
"Teacher Song, don't pick it yet..."
Cheng Zhi now didn't want Song Baiyi to see him blushing from his face to his neck because of shyness.
After hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi did not move.
She just let Cheng Zhi hold her down without resisting.
The two people just stood there in a stalemate, and no one spoke.
The locker room was silent, and Cheng Zhi was wondering how long this silence would last.
The next second, Huo Shuhang's voice came from outside into Cheng Zhi's head.
"Ning Meng, it seems that the staff have gone to eat. I went to the dressing room next door to borrow the dressing room. Let's go next door to change clothes."
After hearing what Huo Shuhang said, Ning Meng turned off the tablet. He stood up, said ok, and walked out the door.
Only when Cheng Zhi heard the footsteps of the two people getting farther and farther away did he finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart.
Then Song Baiyi's words reached his ears.
"They've all left, can we take our clothes off now?"
Cheng Zhi took a deep breath and said, "Teacher Song, you just need to wait a little longer..."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi opened the lock that Song Baiyi had just put on from the inside.
Then, before Song Baiyi could react, the door of the locker room was opened by Cheng Zhi.
Then, Cheng Zhi pushed open the door.
At the same time, he let go of Song Baiyi's wrist, and ran out of the dressing room as if he was escaping for his life.
Before Song Baiyi could react, the warmth and softness that had just been gripping his wrist disappeared.
Then he heard Cheng Zhi's footsteps, echoing on the floor and becoming farther and farther away.
Song Baiyi subconsciously took away the clothes that Cheng Zhi had just thrown on his head.
Just then, he saw Cheng Zhi, whose face was red, and he was hurriedly opening the door of the dressing room.
Then Cheng Zhi left the dressing room quickly without leaving his sight.
Looking at Cheng Zhi's leaving back, Song Baiyi was stunned for a moment and inexplicably wanted to laugh.
The next second, Song Baiyi lowered his head.
I saw the rose on Cheng Zhi’s chest, which he had pinned back to its original place himself.
Song Baiyi curled the corners of his mouth and then lowered his head.
I imitated what Cheng Zhi had just done on the stage and gently kissed the rose brooch.
Cheng Zhi was so cute when he was shy just now, Song Baiyi thought.
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