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"How did you find this place?" Zhou Ye turned his head and looked around. "It's simply a natural barrier."

The place where Rong Zhao brought Zhou Ye was behind a boulder behind the house.

Bamboos are planted around the boulder, and the bamboo leaves are lush and lush. With the cover of the boulder, people outside can't see the inside at all.

Zhou Ye leaned against the boulder with a bamboo leaf in his mouth. Looking up, he saw the moonlight shining in through the dense bamboo leaves. The ground was covered with a layer of soft fallen leaves, with wild flowers sprouting from it.

"When I saw Guan Xu got into trouble again and was beaten by his father, he liked to hide here. When it was time for dinner, his mother asked Aunt Liu to bring the meal." Rong Zhao walked to a bamboo tree and gestured with his hands. After a while, "It wasn't this thick before."

Rong Zhao turned on the small flashlight, took a photo on the bamboo trunk, touched it with his hand, felt the bumpy texture, and an imperceptible soft light flashed in his eyes: "The words are still there."

Zhou Ye came over, followed Rong Zhao's gaze and looked down: "How can this word be uglier than mine, I don't agree."

Zhou Ye struggled to read the above words one by one: "I am the man who will become the One Piece."

Zhou Ye laughed: "It's quite hot-blooded." He didn't dare to say the word "Zhong Er" for fear of being beaten.

Rong Zhao's handwriting before was really not good-looking. He could write beautiful German, but his Chinese writing was uglier than a dog's gnawing, so he was often scolded by his elders.

The current good handwriting was developed later.After losing them, he began to get closer to what they hoped and liked, practicing calligraphy and reading every day, and no longer being mischievous or reckless.

Zhou Ye raised his eyes to look at Rong Zhao, and helped him take off a bamboo leaf from the top of his head: "Do you still remember what they looked like?"

"Remember," Rong Zhao lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "but I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll forget it after a long time."

Fearing that Zhou Ye would notice something, he added: "The whole family treats me very well, and I don't want to forget them."

The purpose of his sneaking out was to avoid others looking for something, and it was the only group photo taken by his family shortly after he returned to China.

If he even forgot their appearance in the end, his only remaining thought of living in this world would be gone.

He couldn't let Zhou Ye see that photo, and couldn't let his real identity be exposed.

Zhou Ye walked up to Rong Zhao, raised his hand, and helped him take off the mask: "There's no one else here, take it off to get some air."

Getting rid of the shackles of the mask, Rong Zhao took a deep breath.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, and used his eyes to describe his lips, the tight and beautiful jaw line, and finally stopped on his eyes, he couldn't tell whether it was regret or distress: "Such a beautiful face, shouldn't Obscured."

You should walk under the sun openly.

Zhou Ye took half a step forward, and the two of them were so close that Rong Zhao could almost hear Zhou Ye's breathing, which fell next to his ear, and he stepped back, leaning his body against the boulder: " Don't always get so close to others, it's impolite."

In the past, if Zhou Ye dared to do this, he would have already punched him. Now he doesn't want to do anything casually because he is his only friend.

It can't be that the moonlight is too beautiful tonight.

Rong Zhao had never looked at Zhou Ye so closely before, only to realize that this man was still good looking when he was not talking.

His face was sharp and angular, as if it had been carefully carved.Moderately thick lips, when the corners of the lips are drawn up, there is a bit of unrestrained freedom.A pair of standard peach blossom eyes, the end of the eyes is slightly raised, even if you don't smile, there is affection.

Zhou Ye put one hand on the stone beside Rong Zhao, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm only this close to you."

Rong Zhao got up from the boulder and glanced at Zhou Ye: "Why do you always make me angry when you speak."

Zhou Ye was amused by Rong Zhao's words: "Don't you always say that you are a straight man of steel? Where did you learn the word "Qi Li?"

Rong Zhao: "In the live broadcast room, I can see that they are all swiping."

Zhou Ye leaned against the stone and looked at Rong Zhao: "I'm gay in the first place, isn't it normal to be angry with Li?"

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye with vigilant eyes: "You don't even want to bend me."

Zhou Ye was taken aback by Rong Zhao's level of knowledge: "Where did you learn the word "bend?"

Rong Zhao thought for a moment: "Director Qian, you kept looking for him a few days ago, and he said that he was afraid that you would fall in love with him and would break him."

Zhou Ye does not discriminate against middle-aged married beer belly uncles in their 40s, he said: "You tell him next time, so he can rest assured."

A nocturnal bird flew over overhead, rustling a large bamboo leaf.

"Didn't you just say it's convenient?" Zhou Ye turned around consciously, "I'll help you guard it and make sure no one sees it."

Rong Zhao drank a lot of water, really thinking about it, he warned Zhou Ye viciously: "If you dare to look back, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhou Ye was so cute by Rong Zhao: "Officer Rong, please don't talk to me in such an aggressive tone, I can't stand it."

Rong Zhao felt that Zhou Ye had this illusion because he was not fierce enough, so he raised his foot and kicked Zhou Ye, and said in a more vicious tone, "Shut up."

Zhou Ye smiled and saw the moonlight cast on the bamboo leaves, as if covering the world with a gentle veil.

A few seconds later, Zhou Ye heard the sound of Rong Zhao unzipping his trousers, which was very obvious in the quiet night, and the sound went straight into his ears, making his ears feel hot.

"Do you need me to whistle for you?"

With his back turned to Zhou Ye, Rong Zhao glanced back at Zhou Ye: "No, please shut up."

Zhou Ye closed his mouth. He didn't hear the sound of water for a long time, and couldn't help turning his head: "Is there really no need for you to whistle for fun?"

"You'd better go back first, I can't get out if you're here." Rong Zhao wasn't pretending, Zhou Ye was there, making him feel like he was being spied on, and he couldn't get out when he was huddled inside.

Zhou Ye said aggrievedly: "It seems that you still treat me as an outsider."

Rong Zhao: "I can only blame my body for being too honest." What he thought in his heart was to finish it quickly and go back to find the photos, but his body was out of control.

Zhou Ye sighed rather melancholy: "It seems that your body is not ready to accept me."

In the bureau, several times, Zhou Ye went to the bathroom with Rong Zhao, and then he found that as long as he was there, Rong Zhao would not use the urinal outside if he was killed.

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye: "We straight men don't like your angry way of speaking."

Zhou Ye walked behind Rong Zhao and blew behind his ear: "Are you sure you are straight?"

"Get away," Rong Zhao didn't notice Zhou Ye's approach, his neck was numb from his breath, and he hurriedly zipped up his pants, "Peeping others, what's wrong with you."

Zhou Ye turned around and waited for Rong Zhao to straighten his pants. His tone was lost and sad, as if he had been abandoned by someone: "In your heart, am I that shameless and obscene? Is that how you see me?"

It was the first time Rong Zhao heard Zhou Ye speak in such a tone, and for a moment he forgot the character of this person as a showman, his heart softened, and he said in a low voice, "I misunderstood you."

Zhou Ye: "I can't let you keep holding back. I'll go back first. Hurry up. If I don't see you in 15 minutes, I'll go find you."

The meaning in the words is obvious, he is willing to give him time, let him do what he wants to do, and let him have the right to hide the secret.

Rong Zhao accepted Zhou Ye's kindness: "Thank you, then you can go first." Zhou Ye is here, he can't get out.

Before Zhou Ye left, he looked down at Rong Zhao's pants: "You are not as old as me." After saying that, he ran away.

Rong Zhao: "Fuck!"

This is the first time in six years that Rong Zhao swears, saying that a man is as small as a murderer.

After Rong Zhao finished solving, he walked around to the back of the house, climbed up the wall and jumped in, found the place of the study and entered.

He clearly remembered that not long after the family portrait was taken, his father specially asked someone to order a photo frame, but the photo frame was not yet ready, and the photo was temporarily pressed under the transparent glass on the desk.

He came back to look for it, but couldn't find it anywhere, and this time it was the same. He searched the study again, but he still couldn't find it.

Rong Zhao turned on the flashlight and put it on the table, carefully turning over the corners that he had neglected before.

He remembered that photo, which was taken under the big locust tree in the yard. His sister was wearing a red skirt and sitting on the swing, he was standing behind the swing, and his parents were standing next to him holding hands.

He remembered that his father was wearing his favorite shirt with the lotus pattern embroidered on the cuffs, and his mother wore a low ponytail and a hair clip with a pearl inlaid, or maybe two.

He couldn't remember the details, and the memory seemed to be cut off by a cold knife.

The more he searched, the more anxious he was, knocking everything on the table to the ground.

Mom's dress was black with a red fringed shawl, and Dad's shirt was gray or gray-blue.

Rong Zhao squatted on the ground, beat his temple with his fist in frustration, trying to make his memory clear.

He didn't want to forget the slightest detail, and didn't want their smiles to fade in his memory.

They are his only relatives and all his thoughts about living.

After finding the study room, Rong Zhao went to a few rooms next door. He didn't put on a mask and walked towards the living room until the time agreed with Zhou Ye.

When Rong Zhao went back, Zhou Ye was about to call him and go out to find him.

Seeing that Rong Zhao's eyes were lost, Zhou Ye took his hand and took him aside, and said in a low voice, "I can help you whatever you want."

"Thank you," Rong Zhao withdrew his hand, even his voice was disheartened, "I accept it kindly, but you really can't give this."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao with firm eyes: "You tell me what it is first, and I'll figure out a way."

Anyway, I couldn't find it, and Rong Zhao was not afraid of being seen by Zhou Ye, so he frowned and said, "A photo, I can't find it anymore, I can't find it anywhere, maybe it doesn't exist anymore."

"Don't keep frowning," Zhou Ye gently stroked Rong Zhao's forehead with his fingertips, rubbed his hair, put his palm on the back of his head and pressed it on his shoulder, and said softly, "As long as That photo is still there, even if you go down the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire, I will help you find it."

Rong Zhao got up from Zhou Ye's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Thank you for the comfort."

Zhou Ye looked down at Rong Zhao, stroked his slightly red eyes with his fingertips, and said in a gentle yet firm tone, "This is not an insignificant comfort, it is a promise."

Zhou Ye repeated it earnestly: "I promise you, as long as that photo is still there, I will definitely find it for you, even if it is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​flames."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ye, his eyes moved slightly, and his voice was filled with gratitude, doubt, and defense: "Why are you so kind to me?"

Ye Qian stood by the tripod, turned her head to look at Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao, one of them was wearing a white shirt, the other was wearing a black T-shirt and a black mask, the moonlight barely stopped at their feet, they stopped moving forward, Afraid of disturbing something.

"Everyone is here, come, come, stand in front of the camera, ready to end the live broadcast," Assistant Xiao walked up to Rong Zhao, glanced at him, "I'll be waiting for you."

Lin Mu was holding a few pieces of marble that he didn't know where to pull out. Shangguan Feng was quickly applying makeup with his back to the camera. Ma Xiaoxin followed Lin Mu all the time, not daring to go anywhere.

Luo Jin was in charge of the live broadcast task, and was chatting enthusiastically with fans.Liu Junfeng was talking to two other volunteers.

As soon as Rong Zhao appeared, the live broadcast screen exploded again.

"Mask brother, you're back, I'm waiting for you, and the inch-headed brother is a little absent-minded when you're not around."

"This live broadcast is almost over, please take off the mask, and you can give me a candy, real candy."

"Kiss, kiss, kiss."

……

Zhou Ye turned his head and looked at Rong Zhao who was wearing a mask. Only he knew how beautiful his lips were.

People kept swiping gifts on the screen, asking for candies or taking off masks.

It is impossible to take off the mask, and Rong Zhao's face cannot be exposed on the live broadcast platform with such a large traffic.

Seeing that Rong Zhao was not in a good mood, Zhou Ye bent down slightly, and whispered in his ear to tease him: "Act to the end, how about we kiss?"

"It's not a real kiss just to show it through the mask."

Ye Qian was operating the tripod, almost unable to control the prehistoric power in her heart, she was so excited that her hands trembled a little, she looked at Rong Zhao eagerly, wishing she could run over and hold their heads, so that they could kiss forever.

Thinking of Zhou Ye's shameless behavior in the bamboo forest outside the house, Rong Zhao turned his head and glanced at him, with a cold expression on his face: "No."

The fans thought that there were not enough gifts, and started swiping frantically again.

Rong Zhao was completely unmoved, and just wanted to end the live broadcast quickly. Luo Jin came out to smooth things over: "Thank you for the fans who swiped the gifts. In the next live broadcast, we will draw [-] fans to give lucky gifts."

Assistant Xiao tried his best to wink at Luo Jin outside the camera, asking him to follow the fans' wishes and persuade Rong Zhao.

Luo Jin didn't seem to see it, and continued to say to the camera: "This is the end of today's live broadcast, thank you everyone, and see you next time."

Assistant Xiao gave Luo Jin a hard look.Although Luo Jin is the owner of the adventurous camel studio, in fact, from the beginning until now, Luo Jin has been following Assistant Xiao's instructions.

This is the first time that Luo Jin has done something against Assistant Xiao's wishes, saving Rong Zhao from kissing Zhou Ye.

Ye Qian started to pack up the live broadcast equipment, and Assistant Xiao walked over: "Thank you, you've been tired all night, go and rest for a while, I'll come here.

After speaking, he snatched the equipment from Ye Qian's hand.

Rong Zhao took off his mask and stood by the window to breathe.

Assistant Xiao pretended to be packing up the equipment, but in fact he didn’t turn off the live broadcast camera at all. He was always looking for opportunities to secretly take photos of Rong Zhao’s face for the benefit of fans, and collected more gifts. Ye Qian found out and yelled: “Assistant Xiao, what are you doing? .”

Before it was too late, Zhou Ye kicked the camera in Assistant Xiao's hand to the ground: "You're looking for death."