half blind

By the time Duanmurou sent him to Zhou Nanchen's house, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.Duanmurou called Zhou Nanchen first, so when Zhang Qing got out of the car, Zhou Nanchen was already waiting to pick him up at the door.

"Xiaoqing, then I'm going back?" Duanmurou rolled down the car window, poked his head out and asked.

"go Go."

"Then what, I might be busy at the film and television city tomorrow." Duanmurou said hesitantly, "The company wants me to bring in a newcomer, and I have to deal with some documents. There are quite a lot of things, I..."

Zhang Qing hurriedly interrupted her, "Don't, don't, just throw me here, pack it up, don't worry about it."

Duanmurou smiled, and retracted her head, "Okay, I'm leaving, you must take care of yourself, and call me if you need anything."

"understood."

Zhou Nanchen brought Zhang Qing upstairs. Zhang Qing was still lowering his head to change his shoes when he heard the door open again.

"I'm going out to buy some daily necessities."

Zhang Qing was taken aback, "Okay."

Just as Zhou Nanchen was about to open the door and go out, he heard Zhang Qing say from behind, "Why don't you...give me a key."

Zhang Qing pursed her lips, "I can come back by myself when you are not at home, so I don't need to waste your time deliberately waiting for me at the door."

Zhou Nanchen thought for a while, "Okay, I'll make one for you tomorrow."

"Well, you go."

Zhou Nanchen nodded, "Just sit and wait, I'll be back soon."

Zhang Qing didn't speak any more, Zhou Nanchen closed the door and walked out.

In fact, Zhou Nanchen didn't deliberately wait for Zhang Qing to come back before going shopping, he just felt that it would be fine to buy things at any time, and it was more important to receive him first.

But this will happen to be the time when the supermarket is about to close, so why not go out and buy things first.

But he didn't intend to explain this to Zhang Qing, he was too lazy to explain and couldn't explain clearly, so he just gave up.

The wind at night carried a hint of coolness, Zhou Nanchen looked up at the sky, the dark blue was very thick, and the sky was a bit cloudy.

He fumbled in his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He didn't really want to smoke in front of Zhang Qing, which was one of the reasons why he came out.

Zhang Qing doesn't like the smell of smoke.

When they were in high school, the bad boys liked to squat in the bushes next to the toilet and learn to smoke. For a while, Zhang Qing wanted to follow suit, but he choked and coughed for a long time after taking a puff, and then threw the cigarette on the ground and returned it. Stepped on it a few times, "Damn it, what kind of crazy invented this shit."

Thinking of the expression on Zhang Qing's face at that time, Zhou Nanchen couldn't help but smile.

Walking all the way to the entrance of the small supermarket downstairs, seeing the lights in the store were on, Zhou Nanchen stopped in peace and finished smoking before entering the store.

The owner of the small supermarket is a middle-aged woman in her fifties, with one leg up on the counter playing with her mobile phone. When she saw someone coming in, she quickly put her leg down.

"Hey, Chen! What are you buying?"

"Aunt Yang." Zhou Nanchen smiled at her, "Buy a new towel, and buy a bottle of oyster sauce and soy sauce." He walked into the shelf inside.

"Yo." Aunt Yang teased, "We Ah Chen finally have a girlfriend?"

Zhou Nanchen paused with the hand holding the thing, and said uncomfortably, "No, what are you thinking. It's just that a friend came over recently to borrow for a while."

"My friend bought oyster sauce specially when he came to live, so this friend is lucky." Aunt Yang said with a smile, and took the things from Zhou Nanchen's hand and put them into the bag.

Zhou Nanchen waited for Aunt Yang to pack the things, looked around, and then he was taken aback, and found a poster of Zhang Qing stuck on the wall next to him.

The poster is not big, it's an advertisement. On it, Zhang Qing is wearing a baseball cap, showing a sunny and boyish smile, and holding a box of yogurt in his hand.In the lower right corner of the poster, it says xx yogurt spokesperson: Zhang Qing.

"My girl likes this guy very much recently." Noticing that Zhou Nanchen was staring at the poster blankly, Aunt Yang said with a smile, "I must post this thing."

"Oh." Zhou Nanchen came back to his senses and smiled, "I didn't see this poster when I came here two days ago."

"It's just a recent thing. The little girl told me how handsome he is all day long, as if he was in a daze." Aunt Yang complained, and then said after a pause, "Hey, Ah Chen, have you lost your temper recently? Is there a new play to follow?"

Zhou Nanchen nodded, "Next week."

"Is it far away this time?"

"It's not far away, it's filming in the film and television park here." Zhou Nanchen said with a smile, "I may have to go to other places later, I don't know."

"That's good, it's good to be close." Aunt Yang paused again, her voice lowered a little, as if she was a little embarrassed, "Then what, you have a lot of contacts with those actors and singers, if someday you can meet this Young man named Zhang Qing, can you..."

Zhou Nanchen smiled, "Okay."

"Of course, there are so many people acting in their plays, and the chance of meeting them is small. I don't mean to trouble you to pay special attention, but just in case they meet..."

"Okay." Zhou Nanchen interrupted the proprietress with a smile, "I will definitely ask for your autograph if I meet you."

The proprietress immediately smiled like a flower, "Oh, thank you so much, thank you for our daughter!"

"How much?" Zhou Nanchen took out his mobile phone from his pocket to pay, but Aunt Yang waved her hands desperately.

"No, no, take it away."

"What's so funny..."

Aunt Yang simply stood up from behind the counter and pushed him, "Let's go, this little thing. It's not easy for you to make some money by yourself, and you have to travel so far every time."

Zhou Nanchen hesitated, "Then, thank you."

"Thank you, you speak so eloquently." Aunt Yang waved her hand, sat back on the chair, and sighed again, "Oh, you said that these celebrities, they must not go to the supermarket to buy things, right? They are surrounded by a bunch of brokers and so on. The assistants are like ancient masters. So many actors and crews come to our filming, I have never met any of them."

Zhou Nanchen laughed when he heard that, "They don't want people to recognize them, they wear masks when they go out. Even if you meet them, you won't recognize them."

Aunt Yang seemed to be aware of this problem for the first time, she held her chin and thought, "Hey, that's right."

"Then I'm leaving, auntie. It's so late, you should close the door early and rest."

"Okay, you go to bed early too, young man!"

Zhou Nanchen returned home with his things, and was taken aback when he was walking to the door.The light in the bathroom was on.

Could it be... Isn't Zhang Qing going to take a bath by himself?

Zhou Nanchen frowned, and quickened his pace to go upstairs. As soon as the key was turned to unlock the door, he heard Zhang Qing's cry from inside, "Fuck!"

Zhou Nanchen's heart twitched, and he rushed into the bathroom without closing the door, "Zhang Qing?"

Before I saw Zhang Qing, I saw Van Gogh rushing out of the bathroom like a bolt of lightning, and rushed to the living room, violently shaking the water on his hair.Looking again, Zhang Qing was lying naked on the tiles, the water from the shower head was still rushing, he clutched his waist and tried to stand up by himself, but failed after several attempts.

Zhang Qing looked back at Zhou Nanchen in a very awkward posture, his face turned red and white, and his expression oscillated between shame, pain and "finally saved", "Fuck, your cat has something to do with me!" Revenge!"

Zhou Nanchen hurried into the bathroom, picked Zhang Qing up from the ground by his armpit, "Are you all right, where did you fall?"

"It's okay." Zhang Qing gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that my butt hurts."

It's just that I fell on the flesh, that's okay.Zhou Nanchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Qing was barefoot, and the soles of his feet slipped several times when he stood up. He was so frightened that he grabbed Zhou Nanchen's clothes tightly, and the latter put his hands on his waist, and finally stood up successfully.

"Van Gogh always likes to sneak away to drink toilet water when I'm not at home." Zhou Nanchen said with a sigh, "You must have bloomed without seeing him."

"How would I know!" Zhang Qing stared at him, "The way he squats down there is like a toilet. When the water boiled, I thought the toilet lid flew out!"

Zhou Nanchen laughed out loud "poof", and then couldn't stop, laughing wildly.

"I depend on whether you have a conscience, my ass is about to break in two!" Zhang Qing protested.

Zhou Nanchen couldn't help but glanced at his buttocks, then laughed harder, tears came out, "The buttocks are originally two-petal."

Zhang Qing couldn't help laughing so much, he rubbed his butt and laughed along with him.

After laughing, Zhou Nanchen took a deep breath before straightening up, "Didn't I tell you to sit and wait for me? It's very dangerous for you to take a bath by yourself now. If you just fell to a bone or joint, it's not a big deal." Just for fun."

"I've been waiting for you for a while, you've been away for too long." Zhang Qing said dissatisfiedly, "Besides, I don't wash alone, should I wait for you to come back and wash together?"

These words were just blurted out by Zhang Qing, and it was only after he finished speaking that he realized that something was wrong, and an awkward atmosphere immediately permeated between the two of them. Only then did Zhang Qing realize that he was still naked, and stood naked in front of Zhou Nanchen.

A drop of water slid from his chest to his lower abdomen, which made Zhou Nanchen's mouth dry.

Zhang Qing is taller and handsome than in high school, but also much thinner.When Zhang Qing was in high school, he played basketball every day, and he could smell the sweat on his body when he was hugged, and the flesh under his palms was firm.

Zhou Nanchen sighed, "No, I mean, if I'm here, at least I can take care of what you have."

As he said that, Zhou Nanchen brought Zhang Qing's slippers in from the door, and put the non-slip mat in place, "Your eyes are like this, so don't go barefoot in the shower. It's not so easy to fall when you step on the mat."

Then Zhou Nanchen helped him put the shampoo and shower gel together, found a clean bathrobe to hang outside the door, and then walked out and closed the door.

The bathroom door of Zhou Nanchen's house is probably not very new. As the door was closed, there was a series of creaking noises.

Zhang Qing stood alone in the bathroom in a daze for a long time, until the soreness in his eyes brought him back to reality.

"Fuck." Zhang Qing cursed in a low voice, and punched the wall like venting. Although he didn't use much force, his knuckles were hurt by the tiles.

He groped to turn on the shower again, and the water splashed on his shoulders, making a continuous crackling sound.

The more Zhou Nanchen cared about him, the more gentle he was, the more Zhang Qing's heart throbbed.

Seven years, seven fucking years have passed, why are you still being so gentle to him?

They're not that kind of relationship anymore.

Zhang Qing didn't know how long it took him to take a bath, but when he put on his bathrobe and came out, the light in the living room was already turned off.The door of Zhou Nanchen's room was also closed, and there was a ray of light inside.

Zhang Qing touched the wall and returned to his room, sat down on the bed, touched the bed with his hand, and found a ball of fluffy fabric.

It was a new towel, neatly folded.

Zhang Qing couldn't tell what it was like, picked up the towel and wiped her hair.

As the night deepened, the ears immediately became quiet. Occasionally, Zhang Qing could hear the cat meowing from Zhou Nanchen's room, as well as his low voice talking to the cat.

What is Zhou Nanchen doing?Zhang Qing was dazed while wiping his hair.

When Zhou Nanchen was around, he felt awkward and uncomfortable, but when he was not around, he couldn't help but think about it.

He sighed, threw the towel aside, and walked to the table to pull out the headphone cable.

He still remembered throwing away a lot of messy threads before he left, and he didn't know if he could untie them now...

Zhang Qing was taken aback, and found that the headphone cable and the data cable on the table had been separated, and neatly arranged into two circles.

Zhang Qing clenched and loosened the hand holding the earphone cable, finally picked it up, and stuffed it into his ear indiscriminately.

The next day Zhang Qing woke up listening to music, and he didn't know which song he picked up at random. The two rhythms of rock music "bang bang" directly shook Zhang Qing back to reality.

Zhang Qing pulled out the earphones, and the world finally became quiet again.He stared blankly at the big blue patch in the direction of the window, and it took him a while to realize where he was.

Today is already the third day of Zhang Qing's "blindness". At the beginning, the ignorance that he hadn't reacted to has passed. In the past two days, from opening his eyes to closing them, everything reminded him all the time. Wasted.

Zhang Qing didn't know what time it was, but judging from the weather, it shouldn't be too late.

Due to work reasons, Zhang Qing is used to waking up early, and it is often the case that the National People's Congress is woken up at four or five o'clock in the morning for a scene, and there is rarely a few days of rest between announcements.

Every time he shoots a movie, he has to post on his Moments, clamoring that he must have a good night's sleep after finishing filming. As a result, every holiday he is woken up by the biological clock, staring and turning over and over on the bed to scramble eggs.

Moreover, Duanmurou pushed all his announcements all at once in the past few days. Before the filming started, he was completely a salty fish with nothing to do.

Thinking of the episode last night, Zhang Qing sighed and buried his face in his palms.

I really can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. When will this kind of suffering end?

Before Zhang Qing could finish sighing, there was a knock on the door.Although the voice was very soft, he was startled.

"Who?" Zhang Qing blurted out, and then realized that he asked a stupid question.

"Have breakfast?" The person outside the door asked after a pause.

Zhang Qing quickly sat up from the bed, "Ah, good."

Zhou Nanchen opened the door and walked in. He was dressed neatly, and he carried a bag of steaming steamed buns in his hand. The scent wafted in, making Zhang Qing swallow his mouth water.

As soon as Zhou Nanchen walked in, it was like turning on the light in the room. The clear vision gave Zhang Qing a sudden sense of security.He grabbed the clothes from the bed and put them on, and asked, "What time is it?"

Zhou Nanchen looked up at the watch on the wall, "It's just six o'clock."