If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

It's hard to describe the mood at this moment, Cheng Cheng just felt like he was set on fire by something, and his whole body felt a sense of electric shock; when Xie Xun turned his gaze towards him...

Cheng Cheng's heart tightened.

If it were a small volcano, it would already be erupting now.

If he was a small train, he would probably be whining and honking by now.

What was he thinking... Just like when Xie Xun thought he was falling asleep and ran over to kiss him, Cheng Cheng started to think wildly when he was nervous and dazed, he tried to pretend to be calm and put his face on the floor, but his teeth were still chattering , When he spoke, he trembled again: "No, nothing."

It stands to reason that this is not the first time for the two to pretend to be affectionate in front of outsiders. Now that the birthday party is over, Qi Rong will leave first, so there is no need to do such a good after-sales service, right?

But such a simple sentence, Cheng Cheng just can't say it now.

If we used to act for others, both of them had their own goals, so there was no psychological burden, but this is not the case now.

Xie Xun is completely free to not attend and not cooperate with him, anyway, Xie Ling has now firmly believed in their marriage.

But Xie Xun still came, and would always be by his side, comfort him when Cheng Yan appeared, and take the initiative to block the wine for him...

In addition to the unclear kiss at the beginning... now Cheng Chengguang is supporting Xie Xun to walk, and it has already exhausted him a lot of strength.

It's not tired, it's empty.

In fact, Xie Xun didn't put all his weight on him, but just put his hand on Cheng Cheng's shoulder, which hardly affected the other person's normal walking.

It's just that this posture seemed too intimate, Cheng Cheng only felt like he was half-caged by Xie Xun, and he was leaning in his arms.

How strange, he thought.Obviously the drunk person is Xie Xun, but the person who is at a loss and sloppy is himself.

Afraid that Xie Xun would fall, Cheng Cheng dutifully helped him walk, with one hand still on the other's waist, and he didn't dare to raise his head the whole time.

As he walked, he thought in his heart, did he look like this when he was drunk?

Is Xie Xun dragging himself back like this?

The first time was fine, at that time Uncle Liu was there to help, but the second time was completely due to the interference of the idiot system, and it was still abroad at that time, Xie Xun was alone...

Thinking of this, Cheng Cheng felt a little guilty again.

Fortunately, Xie Xun was also very quiet, as if he had returned to normal after saying that sentence.

Because there were not enough people before, the driver who was waiting at the door went to send Qi Rong off. Uncle Liu was also very busy today, and Cheng Cheng didn't want to trouble others all the time, so he turned on his phone and called a car.

"Master said there was a bit of a traffic jam there, so let's go to the platform by the side of the road..." Cheng Cheng's ears were red, and he spoke next to Xie Xun, "Can you hear what I'm saying?"

One second, two seconds, no response.

Just as Cheng Cheng was about to sigh, he heard the person beside him respond in a low voice: "Yes."

Because now Xie Xun is holding him halfway, and he is not standing so straight. The other party's lips happen to be next to his ear, and the two of them are too close. When Xie Xun answered, Cheng Cheng could feel it. The vibration of the opponent's chest.

So Xie Xun's short response seemed to resonate with him, and Cheng Cheng felt his legs go limp.

He looked around in a panic: "You, if you persist, the car will be here soon."

"Okay." Xie Xun, who was drunk, seemed to be more polite than before, and he didn't feel eccentric anymore, and even said "thank you" again.

There are very few pedestrians on this section of the road.

Cheng Cheng didn't dare to raise his head, he didn't know if there would be a moon tonight, but he felt that the street lights were very bright, casting long shadows of him and Xie Xun.

Summer has passed for a while, and although autumn is not deep, the night is always cool.

Maybe it was because he was less nervous after walking around like this. Cheng Cheng finally relaxed a little. He didn't know whether Xie Xun was still awake or not. He looked at the shadow on the ground and smiled to himself: "Our two shadows look so ugly. .”

Xie Xun didn't speak, Cheng Cheng thought he was drunk.

The current relationship between the two is still a bit unclear, but Xie Xun happened to be half leaning on him, which can be regarded as physical contact, and the current protagonist is not sober, and just happens to be able to talk to himself.

After all, although he is used to life here, there are some things he still hasn't said to others.

What's more, even if Xie Xun is the task object of his "perfect evil character design" system, he has been tied to him because of this outrageous task.

Xie Xun is indeed the person he interacts with the most in this world.

Cheng Cheng didn't look up, and continued, "But you're so tall, I didn't expect the shadow to be on top of me now."

Xie Xun still didn't speak.

"By the way, I really like the chestnut dessert that was served at the end of today's dinner." Cheng Cheng murmured, "Ah... Now that I'm talking about it, I suddenly want to eat freshly baked sugar-fried chestnuts."

"Speaking of eating chestnuts, I suddenly remembered that I have always had a weird little habit," Cheng Cheng said while helping Xie Xun to walk, "To put it bluntly, it is obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Seeing that Xie Xun didn't respond, Cheng Cheng finally got a little more courageous. Although what he was talking about now was not the original owner's character design at all, it was rare for him to start this conversation, and he continued with a smile on his face: "I This is how I ate when I was a child, and I really mind that the last bite in my mouth is not delicious."

"Hey, why do I feel that my expression is a bit strange...but that's it." After the dinner, he finally didn't have to worry about his image, Cheng Cheng scratched his hair with one free hand, "I remember eating chestnuts when I was a child, and the many grains in the front It was very fragrant and sweet, but when I stuffed the last one into my mouth, I found it was broken and bitter."

"Actually, it's not a big deal at all, just add another candy and eat it, but I've been very worried about this kind of thing since that time..." Cheng Cheng thought it was childish and funny, " Later, when I ate chestnuts, I always had to be careful. When I was about to finish eating, I would pick out the most delicious one among the few remaining chestnuts, carefully divide half of it, and put the remaining half aside. , Save until the last bite."

"In this way, no matter what, the last bite I eat must be the sweetest." After Cheng Cheng finished speaking, he exhaled lightly.

"The same goes for other food, such as the best part of the cake, and the favorite kind of sugar..." Even if Xie Xun didn't respond now, Cheng Cheng still felt embarrassed while talking, "Oh, but I’m not usually so obsessive-compulsive now!”

Although they are all insignificant little things in the past, I always feel a lot of happiness after talking about them.

He lowered his head to look at the overlapping shadows of the two, and said without beginning and end: "Today's street lights are so bright."

They walked to the bus stop that the driver said, and it was already past the time of the last bus. Now the place is empty and the lights are on, but there is no one waiting for the bus, which seems a little lonely.

Cheng Cheng let out a breath: "There are stools here. I think the driver may arrive in three minutes. Would you like to take a seat..."

Before the word "down" was finished, the person who was just sticking to him suddenly changed his posture, and the whole person was half-embracing and pressing down on him.

Cheng Cheng did not dare to move for a moment, and even subconsciously fell backward because of this movement.

Just when he thought he was going to fall, there was a force from his lower back that held him firmly, preventing him from intimate contact with the ground.

It was Xie Xun who hugged himself.

The hug this time was different from the one at the dinner party—if you had to say it, Cheng Cheng felt that it was more similar to when the crisis with Cheng Li was over.

But that time Xie Xun was very sober, and he felt that he was a little scared because of being held hostage, but this time Xie Xun was drunk.

Cheng Cheng didn't know what to do for a while, but he didn't intend to push it away.

It may be that this autumn night is too cold, but Xie Xun's hug is very warm.

"You..." Cheng Cheng opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

He was drunk anyway.

He wasn't awake anyway.

Anyway, the driver will be here soon.

He thought as he closed his eyes.

The hug really didn't last long, as the car horns sounded from far to near, Cheng Cheng finally patted Xie Xun on the back: "Hey, get in the car, get in the car."

Xie Xun let go of him a little, Cheng Cheng wanted to run away as soon as he saw the other party's gaze, he hesitated and said, "Get in the car. Go home soon."

"Ah."

Although Cheng Cheng didn't look up at him this time, he still clearly heard a hint of a smile in Xie Xun's voice, and repeated what he said: "Okay. Go home."

The driver was very enthusiastic. He saw two people on the side of the road smiling and said, "Is your husband drunk? Do you want me to help?"

Cheng Cheng waved his hand: "No, no, thank you master."

Xie Xun seemed to have some awareness, so Cheng Cheng didn't have much trouble getting him into the car. The two sat in the back row. Cheng Cheng was afraid that he was still dizzy, so he just propped himself up to fasten his seat belt.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but the driver saw it in the rearview mirror and joked: "Hey, you two are so loving."

"No..." Cheng Cheng just subconsciously wanted to refute, but found that his voice lacked any confidence.After thinking about it, there is no need to explain to strangers, so I simply replied, "It's, it's okay."

"Then your husband is drunk, so I'll drive slower." The driver was very caring, and said, "By the way, there is water next to the seats. See if you need it."

"Thank you, master." Cheng Cheng leaned back on his seat, unscrewed the water and moved it to Xie Xun's side, "Do you want to drink some first?"

Xie Xun seemed to nod his head, and Cheng Cheng fed him a couple of mouthfuls on his own initiative.

When Cheng Cheng sat back down again, his whole heart was beating, and he wanted to find something to distract his attention.

"Hello, listeners, I'm Sister Ye Laixiang..." The driver's car radio was playing a very old emotional radio station, but it was also a good way to distract attention, not to mention that some people's calls were really exciting, Cheng Cheng really listened.

"By the way, young man," the driver is an enthusiastic person. Seeing that Cheng Cheng listened seriously, he couldn't help but share with him, "Don't watch this radio station, it's all about emotional entanglements and gossip. Let me tell you, I listened to it a few days ago. One is really so angry that it hurts in the head."

Cheng Cheng casually continued, "What's the matter?"

"Look at how gentle this sister Ye Laixiang is. She came here to resolve everyone's confusion. But I opened it in the middle of the night that day, and I heard a speechless, miserable voice. The memory is very deep, "I'm afraid it was specially called to make people like us force a smile."

Cheng Cheng found it funny: "Why are you forcing a smile?"

He was chatting happily with the driver, and no one noticed that the brows of the "drunk" person twitched slightly.

"That's the guy. He said his wife didn't like him, and everyone must be concerned about him. Ask him why he doesn't care." The driver's voice was a little louder at this point, and he seemed to have a deep memory. It's starting to show off! Talk about how kind his wife is to him, how gentle and considerate, even sister Ye Laixiang can't stand it..."

Cheng Cheng patted his thigh, sympathized with the driver, and started to fight against the enemy with him: "This person is too much! What kind of emotional radio station does Xiuen fall in love with!"

"That's right!" the driver seemed to go on, "and in the end, this guy said he and his wife had—"

"...Master." Suddenly the drunken man in the back row spoke up, interrupting the driver, his voice was flat, "Are you here?"

"Oh oh oh," the driver immediately slowed down, "blame me, blame me, I had a good chat with your wife, and I almost drove past."

However, Cheng Cheng was very concerned about what the driver didn't finish, and wanted to ask before getting out of the car: "So master, what happened to Qiang Yanhuanxiao and his wife?"

"Oh, it's just..."

"I'm still dizzy." Xie Xun interrupted again.

This time Cheng Cheng finally put aside the rumored gossip, quickly handed him the water, and pulled him out of the car: "Then, then you help me go."

"it is good."

With the door closed, the enthusiastic driver felt something was wrong after driving for three kilometers.

The voice of the other person just now... seemed familiar?

No way……

The driver hissed and shook his head.

Should be thinking more.

Cheng Cheng helped Xie Xun back home, Uncle Liu had just arrived, he was startled when he saw that the drunk person had changed, and immediately came up to help.

There was some guilt in his eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

"Wait for me to call a few people over." Uncle Liu greeted, "I'll ask the kitchen to make a hangover soup...Mr. Xie, how do you feel now?"

"It's okay." Xie Xun perfectly interpreted the whole process of waking up with a bit of cold wind, and he also stood firm without dizziness. "I'm fine on my own."

Xie Xun also knew that the order was over, so he pretended to drink the hangover soup that Uncle Liu handed over, and didn't let Cheng Cheng follow him anymore.

"You really can? You won't fall in the bathroom, right?" Cheng Cheng asked worriedly.

Xie Xun shook his head: "It's okay."

He looked at the person in front of him, wanting to reach out and touch his hair.

But forget it, he has been impulsive more than once today, and it's not good to be too impatient.

Take it one step at a time, and that's enough.

Xie Xun seemed to be very busy in the next few days, but every time he worked overtime, he would send a text message to Cheng Cheng, saying that he would not come back for dinner and told him not to wait.

And Xie Xun often came back very late, several times he only came back when Cheng Cheng fell asleep, and when he woke up, he had already left.

Every time he sees such news, Cheng Cheng feels a little complicated in his heart.

While breathing a sigh of relief, at the same time feeling a little uncomfortable.

Whether he was escaping or being slow, Cheng Cheng couldn't figure it out, so he remembered that Qi Rong had agreed to help him organize a solo exhibition, so he simply devoted all his energy to painting, and he didn't go to the invitation with Tian Xin for the next few days, just alone Bored in the house.

Fortunately, this villa is big enough, and sometimes I will change places when I don’t have inspiration. In the past few days, except for Xie Xun’s room and the shameful cellar, Cheng Cheng has basically stayed there.

At dusk that day, when Cheng Cheng thought Xie Xun would send him an overtime message on time, he waited for 10 minutes but did not receive it. Just as he was thinking about whether Xie Xun was too busy to post today, he heard a noise coming from the door .

Now there is only one other person who will come at this time, he stared blankly at the door, Xie Xun walked towards him with a bag of something in his hand.

Obviously the current state of myself and Xie Xun is the best, the two of them hardly see each other, I don't need to say harsh words on purpose, and Xie Xun doesn't need to cooperate with me in acting.

But Cheng Cheng still couldn't hold back and opened his mouth: "...Why have you been there for the past two days?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he himself felt that his tone was strange.

It's like raising a teacher to ask a crime.

"Dealing with the previous matter, there are still a few new subscriptions, so I can't leave." Xie Xun told the truth, with a sincere tone, and then handed over the things in his hand, "So it's rare to come back early today, and I saw it when I passed by. I bought it for you."

It was a bag of long-established sugar-fried chestnuts that both he and Tian Xin liked before but gave up several times due to queuing.

As soon as Cheng Cheng's eyes lit up, he didn't dwell on the thought just now: "How do you know that I like to eat this kind of fried chestnuts!"

Xie Xun's expression was softer than before, and he spoke half-truths: "Last time at your grandma's birthday party, when I was drunk, I seemed to hear what you said about chestnuts, and Xie Ling mentioned it before, so I bought it."

"Okay!" Cheng Cheng quickly retracted the "Thank you baby" that was about to blurt out again.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Cheng Cheng felt better, so he put the painting aside, took the chestnuts and turned on the TV, taking a break.

The fried chestnuts were hot just out of the pan, and Cheng Cheng didn't care if his hands got sticky, so he just picked one and peeled it off to eat.

"No need." Xie Xun was not interested in these things at first, "I'll go out and answer the phone."

"Oh."

Cheng Cheng picked a movie at random and started peeling chestnuts one by one.

Although he was able to come back early today, the work is obviously not over yet. Xie Xun didn't change his clothes, and he didn't go too far. He went to the side terrace to call the secretary.

The matter was complicated, and he checked every detail with the other party one by one, and a lot of time passed after explaining these things.

"Mr. Xie," Xie Xun was trying to relax by rubbing the roots of the mountain with his fingers, when he heard the secretary speak on the other end of the phone, "May I ask, are you planning to take a few days off recently? I see that there are a few days on your schedule. Nothing is planned."

After Cheng Li's incident, Xie Xun felt more at ease with the secretary, so he didn't hide it: "Yes."

"I... have a plan, but I haven't fully thought it out yet." Speaking of this point, his tone was no longer as vigorous as it was at work before, and he suddenly asked the other party, "By the way, I remember you are married, right?" ?”

The secretary didn't expect him to ask, "Yes, Mr. Xie, why..."

"How did your lover confess to you at that time?"

The other party understood as soon as he heard it: "Do you want to surprise Cheng Dong in those few days?"

"It doesn't count...it doesn't count." Xie Xun said.

The fact that he has been so busy these days is also related to this matter. He thought it over clearly. Although he would not eagerly force Cheng Cheng to give him an answer, the night when he pretended to be drunk was so beautiful that he couldn't help but think about it. Ask for more.

Then be more proactive.

He's not one to rush things, but occasionally he can't help but look forward to it.

How do you express your thoughts?

Roses and candles are not too earthy.

Does he not necessarily like expensive gifts?

Xie Xun still hasn't come up with a perfect plan, this matter is indeed much more difficult than making decisions at work.

After all, most of the work is related to interests. As long as there are clear goals, it doesn't matter if you fail occasionally.

But this...

He was really not sure.

He saw Cheng Cheng leaning on the sofa peeling chestnuts while watching a movie, with a serious expression on his face.

The small half of the bag of chestnuts has already bottomed out, and it looks like there are only a few left on the table.

Just as Xie Xun was about to walk over, he saw Cheng Cheng peeling an attractive golden chestnut while watching a movie.

As if he was used to it, Cheng Cheng glanced at it and put it aside.

Xie Xun laughed, it turned out that what he said that night was true.

Why are you so childish sometimes.

The smile on his lips didn't disappear, he hung up the phone and walked towards the other party.

Cheng Cheng peeled and ate the remaining few chestnuts. His mood today has improved a lot since Xie Xun came back.

Hearing footsteps, Cheng Cheng pressed the pause button and turned around.

"Finished talking?"

Xie Xun nodded, and was about to tentatively ask Cheng Cheng if he was free next month.

And Cheng Cheng was stunned when he saw him coming, and before he could react, he raised his head as if it should be taken for granted, and subconsciously handed over the last chestnut that was originally on hand: "Here."

"It's definitely sweet, trust me," he said.

Cheng Cheng felt that Xie Xun was a bit strange today.

He obviously came back, but ended up chatting on the phone twice. After receiving the chestnuts he handed over, he seemed to be in a hurry and said he wanted to go back to the company.

After all, he wasn't interested in the company's affairs, so he didn't ask much.

After eating the chestnuts, he returned to the terrace and started painting.

What did he want to draw today?

His initial thoughts were disturbed, Cheng Cheng stood on the balcony, watching Xie Xun's car drive around the garden and drive away.

He sat down again, but suddenly became restless.

Cheng Cheng changed another piece of paper on the easel, and originally wanted to sketch something casually, but as soon as he stroked the pen, the original inspiration seemed to be crushed and reassembled into a new thought.

Halfway through the sketch, Xie Xun's face suddenly appeared in my mind.

The appearance of him standing by the entrance, the appearance of taking the chestnut in his hand after finishing the call.

The empty bus stop, the overlapping shadows.

These scenes are clearer and more vivid than each other.

Cheng Cheng originally wanted to let himself continue drawing, but when he stopped, there was already a rough outline on the paper.

Sure enough, it was quite different from what I originally wanted to draw today. It was a blurry figure.

But Cheng Cheng has never been so confident. He doesn't even need to refine, he knows where to put the paint, what kind of light and shadow to paint, and what details to add in the end.

His brows and eyes are not cold, but they will be raised slightly when he is angry.

His lips were well-shaped, and the line of his jaw was smooth and beautiful.

Eyelashes are not curled, but very long.

With a "click", the pen in his hand fell to the ground because of distraction.

Cheng Cheng suddenly felt a sense of panic.

From that night to these few days, some things that he didn't want to think about slowly surfaced.

Cheng Cheng knew that he was very slow in emotion.

But being slow doesn't mean he's stupid.

Until now he is still a little dazed, maybe because of the other party's kiss, maybe because of the hug.

The reason why I dared to call someone a baby so bluntly before was because I thought I was a straight man and I needed to complete the task.

Cheng Cheng has never been in a relationship before, so he doesn't know what a heartbeat is.

He lowered his head and picked up the pen on the ground.

But, he thought.

If I really want to fall in love with someone, then this person can only be Xie Xun.