Did Zhou Jing retire today?

Surrounded by Tang Jue's smell, Zhou Jing was finally able to sleep peacefully.Wen Xiaotian's maliciously speculative words, sticky gaze, and faint laughter all disappeared in the dark and sweet dream, allowing him to sleep until after two o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing him coming out of the bedroom in Tang Jue's pajamas, Da Cao and Guo Ziwen were visibly relieved.

"Mr. Zhou, you're finally awake," Da Cao stood up holding his phone, with a relieved expression on his face, "You must be hungry, right? Here's some snacks for you, we'll call..."

Zhou Jing looked around and interrupted Da Cao with a confused expression: "Where's Tang Jue?"

This is obviously a sleepy circle... Da Cao had this thought in his mind, and quickly replied: "The boss is filming on location, if you want to visit the set, we will leave after dinner."

"Filming..." Zhou Jing lowered his head and repeated, his brain finally turned on completely, "Forget it, it's not convenient for me to go, just wait for him in the room. Just order me Xiaolongbao and tofu nao for food, thank you .”

Da Cao nodded, and was about to call for takeaway, but the phone in his hand vibrated first, and instead of displaying his name on the screen, there was a row of familiar phone numbers.

Da Cao resisted the urge to sigh, and turned to look at Guo Ziwen, who immediately took out his mobile phone to order takeaway, and he answered the phone resignedly.

"Hey boss... wake up..." After saying a few words, the phone was hung up.A few seconds later, children's songs rang melodiously in the bedroom.

Zhou Jing returned to the bedroom, took out the mobile phone from the pocket of the long down jacket, turned around and sat on the sofa by the window, and then connected the phone.

"Awake?"

Listening to the sound of the viola on the other end of the phone, Zhou Jing lowered his head and chuckled twice: "Well, I'm awake."

"But I waited so long, I thought you were going to sleep until dark."

"You don't want to film well, why wait for me?" Zhou Jing opened the blackout curtains, looked at the faint scenery outside through the window screen, and said with a smile.

"It's not important to have a wife when you're filming." Hearing the chuckle from the phone, Tang Jue's heart sank after a whole morning, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Why do you care so much about whether I eat or not?" Zhou Jing murmured stickily, with a trailing sound.

"If you want me to leave you alone, you have to eat well. It's been a while since I saw you, and you've lost a whole circle of weight compared to Xing Yao Ye!"

"How can I have!"

"No, right? There's a scale in my bathroom, do you dare to stand on it?"

"What's wrong with that!"

Zhou Jing walked to the bathroom with her mobile phone and stood on the scale: "..."

Tang Jue sat on the reclining chair with a big horse, and urged with a smile on his lips: "Tell me, how much?"

"...Why are you so anxious, I haven't weighed it yet!" Zhou Jing wanted to sneak out and put on the goose dress before weighing it.

"Don't even think about putting on the down jacket and weighing it again." Tang Jue guessed his little thoughts all of a sudden, and said with a sullen smile.

"I won't..."

Hearing Zhou Jing's guilty and unconvinced murmurs from Xiaosi after being exposed, Tang Jue was so cute that he laughed for a while before continuing: "Tell Mosquito and Da Cao what you want to eat, but you have to eat it. And you must eat the staple food, you know?"

"Got it!" Zhou Jing answered impatiently, but laughed again the next second.

"Then tell me, what are you going to eat?"

"Small steamed buns and tofu nao, they've ordered them."

"Why are you eating this again? Don't you just eat these for breakfast?"

"I just want to eat this." Zhou Jing replied stubbornly as the warm memory of being fed in the morning still remained in his stomach.

"Okay, it's considered meat and noodles, protein and starch are all alive," Zhou Jing's motivation for wanting to eat these things can be guessed, but Tang Jue didn't insist on asking him to change, after all, he wanted to eat and could eat It's already very good, "If you want to come to the set after eating, I will ask Da Cao to send you here. But the location is a bit far away, so it will take some time."

"Forget it, I'll wait for you at the hotel," Zhou Jing paused, then whispered, "I have something to tell you when you come back."

"OK, wait for me."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jing let out a long sigh of relief.It was not easy to make this decision, but once he made up his mind, he suddenly felt a lot easier.

After more than half an hour, Guo Ziwen came back with takeaway food. Zhou Jing chatted with Dacao Guo Ziwen about Tang Jue's recent situation while having a lunch that was neither too early nor too late.After eating, I played games with the two of them again, and before I knew it, it was dinner time.

During this period, Tang Jue would call whenever he was free, even if the time was so short that he couldn't finish a sentence, he still had to ask Zhou Jing what he was doing.

When the crew was having dinner, he even made a video call without shy away from others.Fortunately, as the leading actor, he has a separate dressing room even in the less favorable location.Although the temporary shed had air leaks everywhere, it could at least block the sight of most people, so Shen Shubai turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, letting him do whatever he wanted.

"Dinner called?"

As soon as the video was connected, this sentence was on the face, Zhou Jing rolled his eyes: "Not yet, you don't look at what time I have lunch, how can I eat now."

Tang Jue counted the time, and reluctantly agreed to postpone the meal time: "Then let's call dinner at eight o'clock, don't try to hide! I will call to supervise you then!"

"Eight o'clock! You're trying to fatten me up to death! You'll be filming after the next year, so what if you can't pick up the show?"

"I didn't ask you to eat much. Eat something with high protein content. Anyway, you can't be on an empty stomach."

"Okay~" Zhou Jing replied helplessly, watching Tang Jue stuffed a mouthful of rice, and asked curiously, "What did you eat? How is the food for this crew?"

"It's not bad. Potato roast meat, fried beans, and hoof flower soup." Tang Jue picked up his phone to take a picture of the food in front of him, put down the phone and said, "It's the best food in the crew I've been in. , there is also fried lobster meat at noon."

"Wow! Fried lobster meat! Great work!" Zhou Jing sighed with a smile.

"That's right, I was shocked when I saw it," Tang Jue said, holding up his chopsticks to compare the size, "Such a big lobster meat!"

Zhou Jing watched Tang Jue eating and talking about the crew's food standards beyond imagination, the more he listened, the hungrier he became.A basket of steamed buns and a large bowl of tofu nao that I ate not long ago seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, without even the slightest echo.

Seeing that Tang Jue ate a large piece of braised pork and swallowed rice, Zhou Jing swallowed and turned to look at Da Cao.

"Da Cao, help me order a takeaway! I want to eat hoof flower soup and braised pork!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a burst of laughter from the mobile phone, accompanied by three words: "Learn from others."

Zhou Jing blushed, and then raised his chin confidently: "Who made you eat so deliciously!"

As he said that, he smiled again: "I think Mr. Tang has great potential to be a food blogger!"

"Okay, I can be your exclusive food blogger."

"Che, to put it nicely, your main purpose is to stare at me for dinner!" Zhou Jing gave Tang Jue a white look.

Tang Jue pretended to say: "Ah, you saw it through!"

"Fuck you! Coax the kids, you!" Zhou Jing said with disgust, but smiled happier than anyone else.

The two of them ate alone and chatted with each other, until Tang Jue had finished eating and Zhou Jing's takeaway had just arrived, so the two continued chatting, but the person who ate was replaced by Zhou Jing.

After chatting for a long time, Tang Jue started to work, Zhou Jing lost his appetite after he left for a while, and drank hoof flower soup without a sip.

After a while, Zhou Jing turned around and asked Da Cao, "What time does Tang Jue finish work these days?"

"Not necessarily, one o'clock earlier, one or two in the morning later."

"Oh." Zhou Jing stirred the hoof flower soup, suddenly laughed, and whispered to himself, "Why are you suddenly so hypocritical..."

Picking up the hoof flower soup and taking a big sip, Zhou Jing put down the bowl, picked up the phone, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Come on, keep eating chicken!"

The three of them randomly ate chicken in four rows with a passer-by, and they played like this until Tang Jue returned to the hotel. Seeing someone enter the door, Zhou Jing was still addicted to the game, and waved to him: "You go wash up first, wait for me. Let's talk when it's over."

"..."

Thinking he'd get a warm hug back at the hotel, turns out someone is recovering faster than he thought.

"You are cuter in the morning..." Tang Jue muttered in disappointment, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

When he finished his shower and stood in front of the sink to brush his teeth, Zhou Jing's game was finally over.

After sending the others away, Zhou Jing walked to the bathroom door and leaned against the door frame to look at Tang Jue.

Tang Jue looked at him from the mirror, raised his chin at him with a toothbrush in his mouth.

Zhou Jing yelled: "Don't rush, let me think about it, this story is quite long."

Tang Jue spat out the bubbles in his mouth, and smiled at him comfortingly: "Okay, I don't rush you, just think about it slowly. Anyway, you are also on vacation, and you will stay for a few days, so you have time to talk slowly."

"That doesn't have to take that long," Zhou Jing shook her head amusedly, "Actually, to put it bluntly, it is a psychological problem caused by childhood shadows. I have consulted a psychological counselor. It is not serious, but sensitive and irritable... now It's much better. It's just that I met a disgusting person yesterday, and I suddenly remembered too many past events, I couldn't bear it, and I was a little hypocritical."

"Disgusting person?" Tang Jue wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Zhou Jing, "Who?"

"You should have heard of Wen Xiaotian from Youguo."

"Oh, he, I've seen him before, what's going on, let's talk about it?" Tang Jue walked up to Zhou Jing, and leaned against the sink in the same position as him, with a door frame between them.

Zhou Jing raised his hand to hook Tang Jue's, and shook it twice: "Well...it's a long story, why don't I first talk about what happened in my elementary school."

"Okay," Tang Jue took Zhou Jing's hand behind his back, led him to the side of the bed and sat down, pulled the quilt around the two of them, "Let's talk."

Zhou Jing found a comfortable position in Tang Jue's arms, grabbed his hand, squeezed and said, "Actually, like you, I also look good when I was young...but unlike you, I don't know how to read……"

As Zhou Jing's clear and youthful voice sounded in the room, it rained desolately outside the window.After a while, the rain weakened, and white particles fell with the drizzle, adding a touch of white to the branches and grass leaves in the blink of an eye.

Snowing.