half blind

Zhang Qing didn't wait for a long time. Before he felt hungry, Zhou Nanchen had already cooked the dishes, heated up the rice, and served the food.

"Try it, it's not as good as the one in the restaurant, but it's still edible."

The plate of fried celery in front of him looked unremarkable, so Zhang Qing picked up a chopstick and tasted it in his own bowl.

good to eat.

Different from the dry taste in the restaurant, Zhou Nanchen's fried dishes had a smokey smell, a taste of home that he hadn't tasted for many years.

"You are too modest." Zhang Qing shook his head and said after finally swallowing a mouthful of rice.

"good to eat?"

"It's delicious. If I eat this every day, I don't need to eat any meat." Zhang Qing gave a thumbs up.

"Compared to before?" Zhou Nanchen asked Ju Zhangqing what he didn't expect.

Zhang Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then said without hesitation: "It's as delicious as before."

"Really." Zhou Nanchen didn't say much, just smiled.

Zhang Qing did eat Zhou Nanchen's cooking when he was in high school.In the past, with Zhou Nanchen's family conditions, he didn't have the opportunity to eat outside. He couldn't eat in the cafeteria on weekends, so he could only cook by himself.

And Zhou Nanchen's alcoholic mother is often drunk and doesn't talk about it, even when she is sober, she doesn't do housework.So there were a few times when Zhang Qing went to his home to do his homework on weekends, and he was lucky enough to taste the meals he cooked himself a few times.

In fact, he had long forgotten what kind of food Zhou Nanchen cooked and what it tasted like in that small and dark kitchen at that time.

But he still remembers a certain summer night, when the ceiling fan was buzzing overhead, Zhou Nanchen's mother was not at home, and someone cooked the meal very slowly on purpose.Until Zhang Qing was so hungry that his stomach was growling, he gently opened the kitchen door like a prank, and rushed up from behind him, exchanging a hug for a cautious shallow kiss.

Suddenly, seven years have passed.

How much can seven years change a person?How many beautiful and tender memories can be wiped out in seven years?

It was originally a name exclusive to his youth, but it suddenly broke into his adult world.When he had already decided to let go of all childishness, impulsiveness, persistence and fantasy, the name that symbolized all of these appeared in front of him unexpectedly, blindfolding his eyes.

That name, that person is sitting in front of him now, but Zhang Qing feels that the distance between him and him is so far away.

After dinner, Zhou Nanchen cleaned up the dishes, while Zhang Qing immersed himself in his mobile phone, looking for the documents in the mailbox.

"I printed a copy for you." Zhou Nanchen handed Zhang Qing a thick and ordered A4 paper.

"Ah...thank you." Zhang Qing was flattered for a moment.

"Would you like to visit my room?" Zhou Nanchen asked, "I happen to have to deal with some work matters."

"Okay." Zhang Qing stood up.Although he had already stayed at Zhou Nanchen's house for one night, he hadn't seen what Zhou Nanchen's room looked like yet.

He remembered that in high school, Zhou Nanchen's room was full of painting tools in a mess, so piled up that he couldn't even see the textbooks.The easel is placed in the middle of his room, and there is always an unfinished work on it.He will pick out the works he is most satisfied with and hang them on the wall, but the paintings on the wall are often changed, and Zhang Qing looks different every time.

Zhou Nanchen said that he hadn't painted for many years.

Zhang Qing could hardly imagine what Zhou Nanchen would be like without painting.In his impression, the name is almost tied to the light fragrance of the paint. What is the meaning of the word "obsession"? Zhang Qing didn't understand until he met Zhou Nanchen.

When did he give up painting, and why did he decide to become a stylist in the entertainment industry?

As soon as Zhou Nanchen stood up, Van Gogh jumped off the table and followed Zhou Nanchen into the bedroom.

Zhou Nanchen's bedroom is the master bedroom, which is a circle larger than the room Zhang Qing slept in, almost as big as the bedroom in the apartment he rented in the capital.

As soon as Zhang Qing entered the room, he was taken aback by the half-length model placed against the wall. The model was wearing several different scarves. It seemed that the owner of the room was researching which one was the most suitable.

There is a double bed next to the model, which should be the furniture attached to the rented house. It looks a bit worn out, but the bedding on it is neatly arranged.

Next to the bed was a dressing table, and under the mirror was a dense array of cosmetics, Zhang Qing was a little dizzy looking at it.

It really looks like the room of a conscientious makeup artist, but there is no shadow of a painter at all.Zhang Qing couldn't help but looked around the room again, but didn't see anything like canvas paint, only a few pages of paper and a few pencils on the dressing table.

"I'm drawing a costume design sketch for a character." Zhou Nanchen said, not knowing if he noticed Zhang Qing's gaze, "Do you want to take a look?"

"Okay." There was no reason to refuse, Zhang Qing walked over.

Zhou Nanchen sat down in front of the dressing table, picked up a few pieces of paper on the table, "School uniform, Xu Xiaoxiao's private clothes, the clothes Xu Xiaoxiao and Chen Han wore when they met for the first time, Xu Xiaoxiao and Chen Han's first time A dress for a date..."

Although it's just a line draft, Zhou Nanchen's drawing is still very detailed, even the small patterns on the skirt.

"Why are they all Xu Xiaoxiao's?" Zhang Qing asked.

"Because the entire crew only needs the clothes of the heroine Xu Xiaoxiao to be specially designed." Zhou Nanchen laughed, "For clothes like you and Li Ren, we can find ready-made clothes or let you wear your own clothes."

"That's it." Zhang Qing nodded.

"What, are you disappointed?" Zhou Nanchen joked, "How about I talk to Li Fan and design a set for you?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Zhang Qing said quickly, "Please spare Director Li, and don't increase his budget."

Zhou Nanchen smiled, and put the sketch back, "The cost of small web dramas is too low to make too many tricks. In fact, the costume props have a great impact on the perception of the whole drama."

Zhang Qing heard a trace of regret in his tone.

"Then you just go back to a big crew and come up with a big trick."

"Come on, if I'm in a big crew, I'm probably a handyman, I can't even touch makeup brushes." Zhou Nanchen laughed.

"Have confidence in yourself." Zhang Qing made a cheering gesture to him, "Come on, you are the fattest."

Zhou Nanchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Just sit here and watch, I'll add two more strokes."

"Yeah." Zhang Qing sat down beside the bed and opened the thick script in his hand.

After that, no one spoke again, only the "swish" of pencils and the "squeak" of pages turning were left in the room.After Van Gogh yawned greatly, he kicked his legs and lay down at the foot of the bed.

Zhang Qing doesn't dislike the atmosphere of this kind of work status. Although no one speaks, she is very at ease in her heart. She doesn't need to raise her eyes to know that there is someone on the other side, and she knows that she is not alone.

Zhang Qing's speed of reading the script was not slow, and it didn't take long for him to get a rough idea of ​​the storyline.

As Zhou Nanchen said, the plot is nothing new, it’s pretty bloody, about the heroine Xu Xiaoxiao who met her childhood sweetheart Chen Han after transferring to another school, but Chen Han didn’t remember her, and got back together with her ex-girlfriend Cui Qian. Xiaoxiao winked at her face.While Xu Xiaoxiao was pursuing Chen Han, another boy, Li Ren, was pursuing Xu Xiaoxiao...

The routine of you chasing me and I chasing you over and over again is really nothing new.It wasn't until the end of the story that Chen Han didn't remember Xu Xiaoxiao, but he was shy and awkward and didn't want to admit it...Zhou Nanchen said he looked a little like Chen Han?This bastard must mean that he is awkward!

Zhang Qing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Qing secretly glanced in Zhou Nanchen's direction. Zhou Nanchen was still drawing something on the draft paper, but his movements had slowed down, as if he was adding some details.

Zhang Qing thought before that Zhou Nanchen's hands were pretty.It is not the kind of slender and slender that is aesthetically pleasing to the public, but it has distinct bones and is very powerful when holding a paintbrush.With every single stroke, it can be seen that he has a plan in mind.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Nanchen turned his head abruptly, startling Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing, who peeked at the captured bag, coughed in embarrassment, "No. What time is it?"

Zhou Nanchen glanced at his watch, "It's 09:30."

"It's 09:30?" Zhang Qing was taken aback. He really didn't expect that he would watch it for such a long time.

"Yeah." Zhou Nanchen smiled, "Do you want to take a break? There's still time to watch it tomorrow."

After Zhou Nanchen said this, Zhang Qing felt a little sleepy, and couldn't help but yawned, "Okay, I'll go take a shower."

"I'll take you there." Zhou Nanchen also put down his brush and stood up after him.

Zhang Qing originally wanted to say no, but remembering the experience of taking a bath here last night, he still kept his mouth shut.

Zhou Nanchen took out the towels and bathrobes for him and hung them at the door, and drove away Van Gogh who tried to sneak into the bathroom again.

"Scream when the water is cold or hot."

"Understood, I'll do it myself." Zhang Qing was extremely embarrassed, and quickly waved his hand.

Zhou Nanchen took two steps outside and suddenly turned his head. Zhang Qing's shirt was half off, and he was almost terrified.

"Step on the non-slip mat." Zhou Nanchen instructed.

"Oh, I got it!"

Zhou Nanchen smiled, then closed the bathroom door for him, and walked out.

Back in his room, Van Gogh jumped onto the dressing table, dexterously avoided the valuable bottles and cans on it, walked straight to Zhou Nanchen and squatted down.

"What are you doing, you still want to go in and make trouble?" Zhou Nanchen looked at him funny.

Van Gogh lowered his head and bit Zhou Nanchen's arm.

"Hey, you little bastard!" Zhou Nanchen immediately raised his hand, and Van Gogh quickly ran away, his tail still arrogantly flicking back and forth behind his buttocks.

The cat's bear temper doesn't know when it will change.

Zhou Nanchen picked up the stack of manuscript paper on the table again, looked at the various little skirts on it and sighed.He really wanted to talk to Li Fan and ask him to design a suit for the character Chen Han.

He wanted to see Zhang Qing appear in front of the camera wearing the clothes he designed.

At this time, "Sister is the Queen" suddenly sounded, which startled Zhou Nanchen, and then he realized that it was Zhang Qing who had left the phone beside the bed.

Zhou Nanchen hesitated for two or three seconds whether to call Zhang Qing, but quickly gave up. Anyway, he just reminded him to call back after he took a shower, otherwise...he might feel embarrassed.

The queen rang for a while and stopped. Zhou Nanchen was tinkering with the cosmetics in front of the mirror and was about to study the makeup again when his cell phone rang again.

Looking at the caller ID, Duanmu Rou.

"Hello, sister Rou?" Zhou Nanchen answered the phone.

"Hey, Zhou Nanchen, is Xiaoqing with you?"

"Well, he's in the shower. How about I ask him to call you back when he's done?"

"Ah, no need." Duanmurou's answer was a bit surprising, "Why don't you come down for a while."

Zhou Nanchen was taken aback, "You are..."

"I'm downstairs at your house."

Zhou Nanchen put on his coat and went downstairs, and saw Duanmurou's car parked in front of his house.Seeing him coming out, Duanmurou opened the car door and got out of the car with a bunch of things.

Zhou Nanchen hastened a few steps and took the things over, "What are these?"

"Things for Xiaoqing." Duanmurou handed things to Zhou Nanchen one by one, "This bag is meal replacement yogurt and canned food, this is the pajamas he forgot, and this."

Speaking of which, Duanmurou stuffed a big hugging bear into Zhou Nanchen's arms, "I guess he didn't have the nerve to take this last time. He has to hug it to sleep every night, and he can't sleep well without it."

Zhou Nanchen nodded, trying not to smile.

"I've really troubled you for a while, if it wasn't for Xiaoqing's situation, there's nothing I can do, and I won't..." Duanmurou sighed, "Give me a card number, I'll pay the money tomorrow—"

Zhou Nanchen interrupted Duanmurou, "Sister, let's not talk about it, shall we?"

"But……"

"I don't want money. If it's really for money, I might as well throw Zhang Qing out and make more orders." Zhou Nanchen said, "The matter of Zhang Qing is my responsibility, and I have to take it. It's as simple as that." .”

Duanmurou sighed, "I don't know what's going on between the two of you, but my intuition tells me that you are a very special person to Xiaoqing."

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak.

"I have known him for two years, and he is very stubborn. Sometimes he acts very hard, aggressive, trying to fit in with the people in the circle, but the harder he works, the more fake his smile becomes. I have been following him Looking around, watching him dug himself into a hole in the past few years. Until now, until he met you, that hole exploded and swallowed him in." Duanmurou took a deep breath and sighed , "He is too strong, he doesn't want to say anything, he carries everything by himself, even during the Chinese New Year, he huddles in the apartment and eats instant noodles by himself..."

"What about his family?" Zhou Nanchen couldn't help interjecting.

Duanmurou was stunned for a moment, "You don't know about his family?"

Zhou Nanchen shook his head.

Duanmurou glanced at Zhou Nanchen, "If he doesn't want you to know, I can't tell you either."

"...Well, it's okay." Zhou Nanchen said in a low voice.

Duanmurou looked up at the sky, "Then I'm going back, just tell him I've been here."

"it is good."

Duanmurou got into the car and hesitated when reaching out to close the door, looked at Zhou Nanchen, "I know this request may be rude, but as Zhang Qing's manager, I really care about him. I hope If one day he really sinks, you can reach out and give him a hand."

"Okay." When he made this promise, Zhou Nanchen's heart throbbed.

Zhou Nanchen watched Duanmurou's car drive away, and then went upstairs with a lot of things.