After falling into the shadow's trap

"Huh?" Lan Xingyue turned her head in surprise when she heard her persuading her to stay, "It's inconvenient, isn't it? Will it bother you?"

In fact, when Xi Heng first uttered the truth, he felt that he was too impulsive.

But the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, occasionally flashing lightning, or? There was a dull rumbling thunder, she bit her lip: "No trouble...it's raining too much, and it's night again? It's not safe for you to drive back? .”

"Then," Lan Xingyue stood up, arranged the shoes on the shelf again, and said with a smile, "I'll continue to bother Xiao Xi today."

"No...don't bother." Xi Heng rubbed his arms, not knowing what to say, lowered his head in a disguised manner, turned around and walked towards the refrigerator: "You, are you on the sofa? Sit down , Do you want to watch TV? The remote control is on the table? I'll get you some fruit."

"Okay, thank you." Lan Xingyue obediently sat back on the sofa, in the same position as before, with the body temperature of the two of them still remaining on it.

She turned on her cell phone and sent a message to Xiao Tang, saying that she was staying at Xiao Xi's place tonight, so she wouldn't be going back.

Before waiting for any reaction from the other party, Lan Xingyue decisively turned off the message reminder, put the phone back in her pocket, and took the remote control.

As soon as the TV was turned on, there was a replay of the program "Strange Game", but unfortunately it wasn't theirs.

Lan Xingyue felt a little regretful, and was about to change the channel when Xi Heng came over with a porcelain plate.

On the plate are a few bunches of purple-red grapes, freshly washed, with crystal drops of water on their straps, bright and translucent, like precious stones.

Xi Heng put the plate on the small table in front of the sofa, and stood there.

Lan Xingyue saw that she didn't seem to want to sit down, so she took the initiative to ask, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Xi Heng shook his head and said in a low voice, "Here for you, this is very sweet."

"Is it very sweet?" Lan Xingyue looked forward to it, took a grape and put it into her mouth, the purple grape skin fell on her fair palm, "Really, you should eat one too."

As she spoke, she picked up another grape, straightened her upper body, stretched her arms and approached Xi Heng.

The beautiful fingers held the grapes, and the water droplets on the skin slid down the fingertips, forming a water stain.

Xi Heng raised her hand to take the grape she handed over, but Lan Xingyue didn't move, she still persisted? She stretched out her hand, hesitated for a moment, she still slowly moved towards it, and opened her mouth to bite.

Squeeze the bottom of the grape with your fingers, and the pulp easily entered Xi Heng's mouth.

"Okay? Do you want to eat?" The other party's eyes narrowed with a smile, as if he didn't care about the feeding action, and only cared about the taste of the grapes.

Xi Heng pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"Are you at night? Do you want to draw?" Lan Xingyue pinched the remote control and thoughtfully turned down the volume of the TV. "This volume should not disturb you."

"That's not what I mean," Xi Heng shook his head quickly, fearing that she would misunderstand him, "I think? Is it too boring for you to watch TV here alone..."

Lan Xingyue patted the sofa cushion next to her: "Then watch TV with me."

"..." Thinking of the news that Liang Ming sent over, which seemed to be a reminder for the manuscript, Xi Heng looked at Lan Xingyue's pretty face, and moved his footsteps to the side of the sofa.

Seeing that she really wanted to come over, Lan Xingyue sighed, as if she had nothing to do with her, and said, "Say? Say? That's all?... If you care so much about me staying here, then I'd better go back."

Xi Heng stopped, and she wanted to say something, but Lan Xingyue stopped her with her eyes, and continued: "I know you don't want me to go, so? Go back to work, that is also very important to you thing. Just pretend I don't exist, okay?"

Sitting back at the desk he was familiar with, Xi Heng turned on the computer and digital tablet, called up all the reference materials and recorded inspirations, read them carefully, but still couldn't enter the state while holding the pen.

The door of the room has been tightly closed at Lan Xingyue's request, and the volume of the TV outside has also been turned down to a very low level. Apart from the sound of rain, there are no other disturbing factors in the room.For Xi Heng, who was able to concentrate on painting in a noisy classroom in college, the sound of wind and rain is nothing at all? What.

The only thing that can hinder her is not the noisy environment, nor the exhaustion of inspiration, only the person sitting on the sofa?

Even if they are not in front of them, or even not in the same room, they can't hear each other's movement at all, Xi Heng's mind is still unavoidably full of her figure.

I don't know what Lan Xingyue is doing...

Is she still watching that variety show?Or changed the channel?Or? Have you lowered your head? Are you playing with your phone?

Would she feel? Bored?

Would she...would she also want to know what I was doing?

Realizing that he had lost his mind unknowingly again, Xi Heng scratched his hair in annoyance, and held the pen firmly.

Taking a deep breath, Xi Heng calmed down, rearranged his thoughts, buried his head, and began to write.

After she was immersed in painting slowly, time flowed like a gurgling water.

When Xi Heng raised his head again and rubbed his sore shoulders, it was already 10:30.

She quickly saved the manuscript and emailed the completed part to Liang Ming.

Pushing open the door, the light in the living room was still on, the TV had been turned off, and Lan Xingyue was nestled on the sofa, leaning against the cushions and playing with her mobile phone.

Hearing the opening of the door, she turned her head and asked, "Are you done?"

The expressions and tone of voice were very natural, as if they had been repeated dozens of times, which gave Xi Heng the illusion that they had lived together for a long time.

Twisting her fingers, Xi Heng stood at the door of the room. Her hair? Hair was scratched? It was a bit messy, with a few curled up bristles on top, and she nodded blankly: "Ten, it's 10:30, I made the bed, you can sleep in my room."

"how about you?"

Xi Heng pointed to her body: "I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Lan Xingyue sat up slowly, frowning slightly: "No, how can I ask you to give me the bed."

"You still have to film tomorrow, it will be very hard, you have to have a good rest at night. Besides, I can also catch up on sleep during the day." Xi Heng said that it was well-founded, proving that he had thought it through.

Lan Xingyue didn't answer, and stepped on her slippers and walked towards her. Xi Heng involuntarily took a step back and leaned his back against the door panel.

"How, how..."

"Xiaoxi, can I? Come into your bedroom and have a look?"

"Yes?..." Xi Heng lowered his head to make way for her.

Her bedroom wasn't exactly tidy, the dolls and pillows were scattered all over the place. They were originally piled up on the bed, but she was put into the closet just now.The wardrobe was half open, and the clothes were in a mess? Hanging? On a shelf? Or draped over the back of a chair?

In the whole room, the most tidy place is the desk.

As soon as Lan Xingyue walked in, she saw the deer ornament placed on the desk

There was a little joy in her eyes, then she turned her eyes and landed on Xi Heng's bed?

It can be seen that this bed has been made by its owner.

The sheets were flattened and straightened, and the long-accumulated folds on the top were stretched out, the quilts were neatly folded, and the pillows were placed in the middle of the headboard in a serious manner.

Lan Xingyue glanced casually, then looked at Xi Heng who was at the door: "I think? Your bed is quite big."

Xi Heng:?

"How about sleeping together?"

"...This is a single bed," Xi Heng swallowed nervously, his fingertips were about to be pinched red, "You can just sleep..."

Help, if I share the same bed with Lan Xingyue for one night?, then insomnia is nothing. She is only afraid that she will do something bad when she is unconscious.

"Single bed?" The other party looked carefully again and smiled: "But it's okay to sleep the two of us. Xiaoxi, sleeping on the sofa is too uncomfortable, I don't want you to sleep badly. "

Lan Xingyue returned to a gentle and considerate tone, staring at her with those twinkling eyes, thinking about her both inside and outside the words, coaxing Xi Heng's mind to heat up: "Okay, okay? ..."

Xi Heng brought Lan Xingyue a set of pajamas that had been washed but hadn't been worn yet, and asked her to wash up first, then sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the two pillows that had been arranged, and pinched herself hard.

Why is she always defeated in front of Lan Xingyue? Although she had clearly thought out plans and plans, almost none of them ended up going according to her ideas.

Thinking of going to sleep with the other party later, Xi Heng felt like he was in a roller coaster queue, clearly? Knowing what he would face later, his heart thumped as if being held by an invisible hand Non-stop, but can't break free from the tense feeling of suffocation.

It's just that in any case, the roller coaster is only a few minutes of nervous experience at most.But sleeping is a matter of hours.

Getting so entangled? When she wanted to punch the wall, Lan Xingyue called her from inside.

"Little Xi?"

"What's wrong!" Xi Heng suddenly stood up and hurried over to ask.

"Is the water heater okay? It seems to be broken..."

Lan Xingyue's voice sounded near the door, and then, the bathroom door was pulled open simply.

Xi Heng was unprepared, and almost fell into it unsteadily. Fortunately, he was helped by the other party, so he avoided embarrassment.

She raised her head and found that Lan Xingyue was only wrapped in a bathrobe!

The other party bent down halfway because he was holding her. Xi Heng was short and short. Due to the influence of the posture of the two of them, she raised her head and looked straight at the other party's chest.

The distance between the two was too close, and Xi Heng easily noticed a small mole on the other side's collarbone.

A drop of water swung out from the hollow of Lan Xingyue's collarbone, slowly descended along the white and smooth skin, and crashed into Xi Heng's eyes.

She seemed to have just reacted, blushing in an instant, and the top of her head was about to smoke, she looked away in a panic, stared at the sink, her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and called: "What, what's wrong..."

Lan Xingyue took a step back with a calm demeanor, and patiently repeated: "The water heater is good? It seems to be broken."

"Oh, oh..." Xi Heng lowered his head and rushed in.

There is still steaming hot water vapor inside, making the small space appear to be white and misty, making it even more cramped.

The breath was full of the aroma of shower gel, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of orchids. Xi Heng adjusted the valve of the water heater as fast as he could in his life, and ran quickly after saying "Okay, you wash it" out.

She didn't dare to look at Lan Xingyue's body? She stayed longer, always feeling that she would have difficulty breathing in the next second.

Lan Xingyue rested comfortably on the bed with a pillow on her back, holding her mobile phone and looking at something, with a relaxed and lazy smile on her face, leaving half an empty seat beside her.

When Xi Heng came out, he saw this scene.She tied her hair behind her head and crawled stiffly onto the bed.

"Okay? Let's go to bed then." Lan Xingyue reached out and turned off the light in the bedroom, then lay down.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Xi Heng silently took a deep breath, and repeated psychological construction for himself: it was like sleeping with a large human-shaped pillow.

Then she also lay down slowly, with half of her body resting on the edge of the bed, not daring to lean in.

Staring at the ceiling? For a while, after getting familiar with the body temperature around her, she trembled and slowly closed her eyes.