give you a soft spot

It seems that most of the celebrity endorsement advertisements are playful, otherwise, how could Xi Zhuo frown after biting the biscuit and say that it is really ordinary, which is completely different from the sentence that appeared in the dialog box with his smile on the packaging box It’s delicious Deviate from.

I think it should be that his taste is too noble, and he doesn't understand the delicacy in the common people's mouth. I think this coarse grain biscuit is worthy of its more than a little higher price than similar ones.

Jia Xiao who came to fix the lock was Xi Zhuo's personal security guard, because he pinned me to the ground when we met for the first time, and even now when I see him, I still can't forget the pain in my bones. , even if he smiled and thanked me when I handed him the tools, I couldn't relax at all.But looking at him tall and mighty from a close distance, he carefully turns the screwdriver with his fingers like steel pliers, which is quite a kind of alternative contrast between the tenderness of an iron man.

At [-]am, four men and a door that had just been repaired.

Bai Yang asked Jia Xiao who was squatting on the ground to pack his tools: "Are you sure you can really lock the door once you close it?"

Jia Xiao nodded: "I can."

So the door really lived up to expectations under the gaze of eight eyes. I deliberately pressed the door handle a few times to confirm the situation. politeness has nowhere to go.

I really hate uncontrollable things like conditioned reflexes. After the items in the bag were scattered all over the floor, I cursed, shit.I remembered that I forgot to fasten the zipper of my backpack after taking out biscuits for Xi Zhuo, but it was too late.Eloquently, I didn't know that there were so many things in my shoulders and backs.

Apparently, the other three didn't expect to suddenly throw a hidden weapon in the dark, and they all looked down at the ground after avoiding their bodies.I quickly went to pick up the pencil closest to me, laughed dryly at the hands that began to appear in sight, and said something that didn't work: "I'll do it myself."

Pencils of different lengths and unrecognizable erasers escaped from pencil bags, power banks entangled with earphones, bags of candies mixed with countless sugar papers, pillows packed with milk that were ravaged in every possible way, used and unused Paper towels, individually packaged buns with a bite missing, two design books with colorful covers, a tablet with a broken screen that could not be confirmed, a thermos cup with a hole in it, two invoices that were lumped together, a wallet that popped out of the ID card, and a few Naughty I can't catch up with the coins that I can only give up...

The efficiency of everyone picking up things is high, and everything returned to my bag soon.No, except for the hardcover still in Xi Zhuo's hand.In the atmosphere where I was hesitant to speak, he looked through it very seriously, without raising his head, he asked me: "Cheng Ming, are you an art student?"

In fact, I am annoyed that laymen will suspect that I am a painter when they see the manuscript of the costume design drawing, but when it comes to Xi Zhuo, I can't get annoyed. I laughed and said no, it was a costume design.

Xi Zhuo nodded, his slender fingers passed over the drawings.The more he turned backwards, the more nervous I became, like a primary school student whose homework is being checked by the teacher, for fear that he will raise his head and say that you did something wrong on this question.

A few seconds later, Xi Zhuo did look up, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he showed me the page he was looking at: "This is me?"

I painted it casually a few days before the scene.At that time, Xi Zhuo was still wearing the makeup of the characters in the play, and he was so sleepy that he was glued to the chair while waiting for the scene.I sat at the door waiting to change the costumes of other actors. I was afraid that I would fall asleep, so I took out a paper and a pen and drew a picture of him sleeping with his legs on another chair, his coat wrapped around his arms and his arms folded under the light.

I answer, yes.

The man continued to turn the page backwards, and stopped at the last page of colored pencil drawings. His pause should be looking at the densely packed lines of small characters.

I'm very embarrassed, I hope he doesn't see my nonsense too clearly.

Soon, Xi Zhuo closed the book and handed it to me, then turned and left: "The drawing is really good."

I followed behind and didn't speak again.

The young man waiting outside at the station is Xiao Gao, Xi Zhuo's driver, whom Cindy introduced us to before.Xiao Gao is an enthusiastic and upright guy from the Northeast, with an authentic Northeast accent. When he saw us coming out, he raised his hand to signal: "You guys are done? I'm here!"

Bai Yang turned around and asked me: "Where do you live, I'll give you a ride."

I waved my hand and said no, but Xi Zhuo, who was walking in front, turned around, shook his head, and said two words, get in the car.

The refusal of Xi Zhuo made me board the nanny car with luxurious interior and spacious space.Jia Xiao and Bai Yang sat in the front, completely blocking my view of the front of the car.

Xi Zhuo was probably tired, so he sat in the seat with his eyes closed after getting in the car, and I sat diagonally across from him, afraid of disturbing him even by breathing freely.

The seats in the car are soft and comfortable, the temperature of the air conditioner is just right, and the ceiling ornaments dangle silently with the moving body.I didn't dare to look too much, for fear that I might fall asleep.

But I still fell asleep uselessly, my head drooped so that I woke up in an instant, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Xi Zhuo looking straight at me.

He seemed to have been watching for a long time, and I didn't have any reaction after I found out that he was looking at me. He just sat there quietly and looked at me.I think he must have seen me fall asleep, otherwise he wouldn't have a little bit of fun, which made me very embarrassed, and looked away from the car window.

He said you just fell asleep.

I have a sentence, isn't this fucking nonsense? I know I can't say it, and I say, um.

"Go back and have a good rest."

"Brother Zhuo too."

Xi Zhuo suddenly leaned forward, his face stopped at a distance of two or three centimeters from the tip of my nose, he stared at me who was startled by his sudden behavior: "It seems that you are going back with me?"

Looking at each other at such a close distance, even a man like me couldn't hold back. In the freeze frame, I comprehended the feelings of those thousands of girls who wanted to give birth to monkeys for this man.

A snap of his fingers exploded in front of my eyes, and then Xi Zhuo pointed out the window with his finger, chuckled, and said you are here.

These three words made me suddenly understand that something was wrong from just now, the car was not moving at all, and there were not enough people in the car.I don't know how long it has been since I fell asleep, I grabbed my bag with apology and went to push the car door, still not forgetting to say thank you.

I didn't touch the door, and waited in embarrassment until a hand came from behind me and unlocked it.

After getting out of the car, I simply greeted Bai Yang and Jia Xiao who were smoking on the side of the road, and I hurried away. When the car left behind me, a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the intersection.

As soon as I got back to the residence, I received a call from my mother who was doing morning exercises.She said son, are you up yet?

I said mom, I haven't slept yet.

She began to educate me that staying up late is not good.

Yes, staying up late is not good, so I just stayed up all night.I don't want her long-distance phone bills to be spent repeatedly telling me to pay attention to her body. I used the sentence "I'm going to catch up on sleep" to make her retreat.

The persistent toothache did not affect my long-awaited sleep, and I fell asleep until six o'clock in the evening.I feel like I've missed a century, with the pouring rain outside and the humid air inside.

Looking at the clock on the wall that didn't turn around and there was no trace, I threw the pillow on the floor, damn it, I'm late.