half blind

Across Zhou Nanchen, Zhang Qing looked at the building in front of him.

He couldn't see the distant scenery clearly, but he could roughly tell that they had circled to a suburban residential area not too close to the city center.

The apartment buildings in front of them were dilapidated, and the balconies of several households were covered with bedding and sheets, and the distance between the buildings was terrifyingly narrow.

At first glance, it looked like a bunch of tall broken buildings crowded together, Zhang Qing thought that it could be used as a ghost movie set at night.

Zhou Nanchen walked in front and had already taken out the key to open the door.Zhang Qing was still looking up and looking around when he heard Zhou Nanchen speak.

"The conditions are definitely not as good as that of a hotel, let's make do with it."

Zhang Qing smiled, "Actually, it's okay. When I first signed a contract with the company two years ago, the house I rented was even worse than this. It had two bedrooms and one living room and had to be split into four parts."

Zhou Nanchen was taken aback when he heard this sentence, "How do you split two rooms and one living room into four parts?"

"Return the balcony, and rent a balcony." Zhang Qing said casually.

Zhou Nanchen didn't make a sound, his back was facing Zhang Qing, and Zhang Qing didn't know what he was thinking.

When walking on the corridor, Zhang Qing couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, so he took the initiative to ask, "Don't accountants make a lot of money?"

"Ah."

"Then you..." Just rent such a dilapidated house?Zhang Qing swallowed the second half of the sentence.

After all, this is not the capital, and the housing prices are not exaggerated to that extent.

"I don't live here for a long time, but I often do makeup for the crew here. It's too troublesome to move all the things in the hotel, so I rented a room."

Oh, think about it too.But if it was Zhang Qing, even if he rented a house temporarily, he wouldn't feel so wronged.

Zhou Nanchen is really used to living a hard life. Since his student days, he has always had such an attitude that it doesn't matter if he sleeps on the street.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing gritted his molars and swallowed back the bitterness that came up.

He's had enough of a bad day today and doesn't want to wrestle with his memories anymore.

At this moment Zhou Nanchen had already opened the door, so Zhang Qing could only walk in behind him.

When Zhang Qing was struggling with the next topic to ease the embarrassment, Zhou Nanchen suddenly shouted, "Van Gogh!"

Zhang Qing was taken aback, only to see a yellow and white figure swish past his feet, and ran towards Zhou Nanchen.

"Are you obedient at home?" Zhou Nanchen bent down and picked it up, only then did Zhang Qing see clearly that it was a half-grown three-colored cat.

"Your cat?" Zhang Qing was a little surprised, "It's called Van Gogh?"

"Yes." Zhou Nanchen smiled, picked up the cat and showed it to Zhang Qing, "Look at him, doesn't he look alike?"

There is a black spot on the chin of this three-colored cat, and a yellow spot on the lip, which together looks like a beard, ugly and very characteristic.

"It's really similar." Zhang Qing smiled.

"I picked it up on the street last year. It stayed with me for a while. It's very clingy." Zhou Nanchen laughed.

Zhang Qing was taken aback by Zhou Nanchen's smile, which instantly made him feel very familiar, like him in high school, his smile was very gentle and pure.

"Can I touch it?" Zhang Qing couldn't help asking.

"Okay." Zhou Nanchen hugged the cat without any hesitation.

In fact, Zhang Qing has never touched small animals, and he didn't know where to start petting. He just remembered that cats like to be petted on the head, so he petted the cat's ears.

"Meow!"

Unexpectedly, Van Gogh suddenly exploded without warning, and before Zhang Qing could react, there was a tingling pain in his fingers.

"Fuck!" Zhang Qing was taken aback, and Zhou Nanchen was also taken aback. Van Gogh jumped out of Zhou Nanchen's arms in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhou Nanchen reacted very quickly. He didn't say anything, but he quickly pulled out the iodine and bandages, and walked over with them.Blood dripped slowly from Zhang Qing's finger, the injury was not serious but still quite painful.

"He, why did he bite someone suddenly?" Zhang Qing stared.

Zhou Nanchen smeared some iodine on his wound, and Zhang Qing grinned in pain, but fortunately, he was quickly covered with a bandage.

"I'm sorry, he wasn't very shy before, I thought..." Zhou Nanchen was full of guilt, and added, "If you're worried, I'll take you to get vaccinated."

"No need, you must have called the cat too." Zhang Qing was a little annoyed by this episode, and could not help frowning.

"I was negligent, I thought..."

"You don't have to keep apologizing." Zhang Qing said bluntly.

Zhou Nanchen stopped talking. An injured finger was sandwiched between the two of them. It was just so stiff, and the atmosphere in the air seemed to be clumped.

"I'll help you clean up the room." Zhou Nanchen let go of his hand, turned and walked to the back room.

Zhang Qing was a little caught off guard by Zhou Nanchen's walk. The surrounding scenery suddenly turned into a high-density mosaic again, and he almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Hey, wait a minute! I... go together..." Zhang Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was talking to himself. He guessed that Zhou Nanchen must not have heard it.

He had no choice but to stretch out his hands and grab at random, and finally touched the wall beside him.Then he carefully touched the wall and walked towards the direction where Zhou Nanchen disappeared, praying in his heart not to step on that stinky cat.

Zhang Qing walked cautiously touching the wall for about a minute before reaching the room inside. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou Nanchen standing in high definition in the room.

Strange to say, when he went to shoot the advertisement yesterday, his eyes were darkened, and he went to shoot with Duanmurou's help in a daze, but at that time he didn't feel so uneasy in his heart.

Maybe there is no harm if there is no comparison. I have been staying with Zhou Nanchen since this morning, and my eyes are used to having a clear vision. When he left suddenly, it was like turning off all the lights in the room at night. , All of a sudden it makes people feel a little overwhelmed.

It's just that the face-saving Zhang Qing would never show this feeling of uneasiness in front of Zhou Nanchen.He pretended that he was just pacing casually, and approached the door of the room that would be his residence tonight.

The room that Zhou Nanchen rented was not big, with two bedrooms, one living room and a bathroom. There was basically only enough space for a bed in this room, so there was not much room left.

Zhou Nanchen carried a quilt from the closet and was making the bed. Zhang Qing stood there in a daze, and suddenly realized that he should help out in this situation.

However, Zhou Nanchen made the bed without giving him any time to worry about it, and that action was so crisp.

"The quilts are all new. If it's cold at night, you can cover it with a towel, and if it's hot, you can turn on the air conditioner. The remote control is on the bedside table on your right, so I won't put it away." Zhou Nanchen said lightly, as if he was afraid that he would not see him. He patted the bedside table lightly, "I'll pour you a bottle of cool water in a while, and just drink it when you're thirsty at night."

"No, no, I can do it myself." Zhang Qing hurriedly said, this series of meticulous care made him extremely embarrassed, "You are busy, I..."

Zhou Nanchen glanced at him, "My room is next to yours, about three steps away. If you need anything, you can just knock on my door."

"Ah, ok... no, don't bother, I—"

Halfway through the conversation, I heard footsteps.Zhou Nanchen left without saying a word.

Fuck!

Zhang Qing suppressed the surging anger again, threw the bag in his hand on the bed, and fumbled to take out the things one by one.

There are not many things in his bag, a notebook, a few books, some gadgets for removing makeup, a signature pen, and then the tangled earphones and charger cables.

He struggled to put all these things on the table, and then tried to use his sense of touch to untangle the tangled data cables, but in the end he failed, so he gave up and threw the clump of things aside.

Then Zhang Qing stared at the mass of color blocks in a daze - in fact, what's the use of bringing all the computers and mobile phones here?Unless he was crowded with Zhou Nanchen, he couldn't see the screen at all.

After the eyes were not good, the ears became very sharp, and Zhou Nanchen's footsteps were heard as soon as he approached Zhang Qing.When he looked up, Zhou Nanchen really had a bottle of boiled water in his hand, and put it on the bedside table for him.

"Thank you." Zhang Qing had no choice but to say.Feel like a disabled patient.

Zhou Nanchen put down the bottle of water, glanced at the messy threads on the table from the corner of his eyes, and then put it back on Zhang Qing, "The toilet is just opposite your room, the switch is outside, the left is the outside light, and the right is the inside."

Zhang Qing nodded quickly, "Understood, thank you, please."

"Van Gogh probably won't run towards you." Zhou Nanchen smiled, "He has been hiding in a cardboard box in my room just now, and he probably won't be able to get out for a while."

Zhang Qing laughed awkwardly.

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak any more, but he didn't leave either. He just watched him at the door in silence, which made Zhang Qing's heart tremble.

"What's the matter? Is there... anything?"

Zhou Nanchen shook his head, "Do you want me here, or..."

Although this sentence sounds weird, Zhang Qing still understood what he meant, so he said quickly, "No, you can go to work, I will call my friend."

Yes, you don't need your eyes on the phone.

Zhou Nanchen then nodded, said "Call me if you need anything", and walked out.

But just as Zhou Nanchen took a step out, Zhang Qing stopped him again, "Hey wait a minute!"

Zhou Nanchen looked back at him, and Zhang Qing showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, "That... I forgot that I can't see the phone screen clearly now."

Zhou Nanchen came over and asked Zhang Qing to dial the number next to him. Seeing that Zhang Qing put the phone to his ear, he walked out of the room and gently closed the door for him.

After only two rings, Yin Ling picked up the phone. Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and fell down on the soft mattress as if he had let go of all his burdens.

"Qingqing! Why did you call me suddenly? How are you?"

Zhang Qing heard the chaotic background sound over there, "Where are you with?"

"Hey, it's okay to mess around with a group of people casually." Yin Ling should have walked a few steps away and couldn't hear the noise, "They are fighting for wine and punching, so I won't fight with them, you say."

Zhang Qing stretched lazily, threw the phone on the bed and lay down next to it, "I'll startle you by saying it, I'll move to Zhou Nanchen's house."

"What?" Yin Ling was really taken aback.

"You think I want to." Zhang Qing muttered dissatisfiedly, "Duanmu Rou insisted that I move here, and if I didn't move, I would report my affairs to the company. That's okay, the chicken wings you got are worthless." It flew away."

I don't know where Yin Ling was poked at the point of laughter. He kept laughing on the other end of the phone until he was out of breath and couldn't speak.

Zhang Qing sighed, "Laugh, laugh, I know."

After laughing for a long time, Yin Ling didn't slow down, and said while laughing, "Damn, hahahahaha, then you really stayed?"

"Then what else can I do." Zhang Qingchang sighed, "To be honest, I'm also afraid that one day I'll stumble in my own home and lose my face."

"Then he—then Zhou Nanchen actually agreed like that?"

"Hmm." Zhang Qing said a little depressed, "I agreed quickly, without any hesitation."

"Didn't he forget you for so many years?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Qing said dissatisfied, "How is it possible?"

Yin Ling gloated, "Then you are already living in someone's house now? How is it?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but once you mention it, you will get angry.

"Don't mention it!" Zhang Qing said, "I stood there like a fool, and he brought me water, put me in my bag, and pointed me to where to put the remote control of the air conditioner-it's only been a few months, Penguins turn on the air conditioner!"

Yin Ling couldn't bear it any longer and burst out laughing on the other end of the phone. Zhang Qing sighed sadly amidst her laughter, "I feel like I'm useless, and I still need my ex-boyfriend from 800 years ago to take care of me personally." , embarrassing to death, I forget it."

"Yes, so virtuous."

"He used to be like this, like an old lady who can't stop worrying—" Zhang Qing paused, and quickly pulled back the words, "By the way, he also raised a cat at home, and it looked very good, but it turned out to be a cat." Take a big bite out of me."

Yin Ling exclaimed, "There are still cats in his house?"

Yin Ling is notoriously fond of cats. Her friends and fans all know that all kinds of pictures of cats are reposted on Weibo every day.But she herself resolutely does not keep cats, saying that "distance produces beauty", and she only goes to pet friends' houses.

"Don't bark first, let me tell you that the cat is really ugly." Zhang Qing said with a smile, "To be honest, it's the first time I've seen such an ugly cat in my life. It looks like a beard. Do you know what Zhou Nanchen named him?"

"what?"

"Van Gogh."

Yin Ling laughed again with a "poof", and Zhang Qing also had fun with her for a long time.

"You take a picture someday and send it over for a look. I really want to see it. I have never seen a cat that looks like Van Gogh in my life."

"Okay." Zhang Qing thought for a while, "Wait for the opportunity."

At this time, a few boys' voices suddenly came from Yin Ling's side, and Yin Ling turned around to answer a few words.Only then did Zhang Qing remember that she was still playing outside.

"Looking for you? Let's go." Zhang Qing said.

"It's okay, let's talk about a few more dollars. They're fighting for drinks inside, I don't want to go." Yin Ling changed the subject, "Hey, the filming of the new movie will start in a week. Are you really okay?"

"Probably." Zhang Qing felt a little depressed again, "Zhou Nanchen is on the set, and I live in his house. When I read the script and write a biography, I will join him and treat him like a giant light bulb."

Yin Ling laughed again, and made a "hiccup hiccup" sound while laughing, "Why do I feel that you are so similar, how does that idiom say, steal that..."

"Cutting the wall to steal the light." Zhang Qing also smiled after speaking, "Yes, it's easy for me."

"But it's not an option for you to go on like this. You can't be tied to Zhou Nanchen every day, right?" After laughing for a while, Yin Ling regained her seriousness, and said with some concern, "You don't want to see anything when he's half a meter away from you." It's gone, you're not a typist sitting in an office, it won't be easy to handle this work, he also has his own work to do."

Thinking about this, Zhang Qing felt dizzy, and now he didn't want to think about it at all, "In a week, Duanmu Rou found a psychiatrist for me, and I made an appointment after dinner. Maybe I'll be fine within a week. "

"How could it be so--" Zhang Qing heard that Yin Ling wanted to say "how could it be so fast", but he swallowed it back, "Forget it, who knows about this, maybe it will be over in a week. Hey, I will do it tomorrow Let's find you in the past, bring something you like to eat..."

"You came here to see me make a fool of yourself, right?" Zhang Qing said dryly.

"No way. I really care about my little Qingqing." Yin Ling said with a serious face, "It's just a way to make a fool of yourself."

"Get lost." Zhang Qing was speechless.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore, if I talk to you again, I think they will put a sack on my head and throw it back." Yin Ling paused, "Qingqing, take care of yourself."

"Hey, I know."

The two hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qing suddenly felt a little lonely.He turned over, lay flat on the bed, stared at the white ceiling with his arms crossed for a while, and was finally forced to sit up by boredom.

I can't see anything, I don't even know what time it is.He just felt his stomach growling, and wondered if there would be anything to eat in the refrigerator at Zhou Nanchen's house.

Zhang Qing tiptoed to open the door, and he didn't know why he was cautious like a thief.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, they met Zhou Nanchen in the corridor. The distance between them was less than one meter. If Zhang Qing walked any faster, he would have bumped into his chest.

"Good evening..." Zhang Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and say hello.