I heard that love can make people beautiful?

Zhou Zeqi doesn't particularly like western food, his parents do. Hearing Zhou Zeqi mention that Xi Shui has been anorexic due to the hot weather recently, he brought over the two steaks that had just arrived at home, along with some other vegetables.

Although he doesn't like western food, Zhou Zeqi's cooking skills are no problem.

Foie gras toast, assorted tempura, and several dishes that are not usually cooked.

Xi Shui would be next to him, wiping the dishes, serving the dishes and so on.

Xi Shui's appetite is surprisingly good today, he ate up a whole steak.

Zhou Zeqi lost his appetite instead, he put down his knife and fork, "You are not tired of eating my cooking, are you?"

"..."

Xi Shui glanced at Zhou Zeqi and shook his head, "Didn't you do this too?"

"You want to eat something fresh, don't you?" Zhou Zeqi leaned over the table, pointing.

Xi Shui took a big bite of the crispy toast, "I think everything you do is delicious."

Zhou Zeqi watched Xi Shui for a while, then filled the water glass in front of Xi Shui again, "A performance the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes," Xi Shui finished answering, his eating movement froze suddenly, he wiped his hands and stood up, "Don't tell me, I almost forgot, the teacher gave us admission tickets, one for each person, the first three rows location."

"It's hard to get a ticket. Our class is just Xiao Xiami for this performance, and there are many other bigwigs. The chief of the national dance also has a show. She is super amazing!"

Zhou Zeqi took the ticket handed over by Xi Shui, "You won't let Auntie go?"

"I asked her, and she told you to go."

Zhou Zeqi pondered for a while, then the topic suddenly changed, "Have you looked at my phone?"

Just now Xi Shui said "beautiful wife", Zhou Zeqi didn't ask Xi Shui immediately, so he was waiting here.

Xi Shui put a piece of foie gras toast on Zhou Zeqi's plate, his eyelids drooped, a little uncomfortable, "I didn't doubt you, I just turned over and saw your phone, and when I opened it, there was a photo album."

Xi Shui poked the plate with a fork. He always speaks straightforwardly. He seldom thinks carefully like now. He opened his mouth several times, but he felt that what he was about to say might still not be able to fully express his feelings.

"Actually..." He spoke slowly, raised his eyes and looked straight at Zhou Zeqi, "You have saved so many photos, you can tell me from the beginning."

Zhou Zeqi tilted his head slightly and smiled, "Tell you?"

"Xi Shui," Zhou Zeqi called his name clearly and calmly, "Do you know what image you are in their eyes?"

Although Xi Shui didn't quite understand what this had to do with what he said, he still nodded, "Yes, he has a very handsome image."

Zhou Zeqi: "..."

In addition to schools, Xi Shui often appears on the stage of various international ballet competitions, or on the stages of major theaters. He is the signature of Beijing Dance, and even the signature of Beijing University. He can't find any shortcomings in his body.

Except when Lin Xiaojin was around, he was alone most of the time, and there was almost no entertainment other than study.Xi Shui was standing under the bright lights on the stage. He was recognized by everyone in Beijing Dance as a dancer who could lead the domestic ballet in the future.

Even if Zhou Zeqi is not much worse than him.

But when faced with someone they like, the first reaction of most people is to examine and check whether they are qualified, and the results obtained are generally subjectively unqualified.

Facing Xi Shui, Zhou Zeqi was not sure at all.

Xi Shui was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Have you seen many of my performances?"

Zhou Zeqi replied very casually, "If time permits, I will visit them all."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"say what?"

"Say you liked me a long time ago."

"No need," Zhou Zeqi knocked on the table twice, telling Xi Shui to continue eating, "Besides, don't you know now?"

"However, if you tell me, I will be very touched."

Zhou Zeqi laughed, "Who wants you to be moved?"

Xi Shui pursed his lips, watching the two handfuls of fennel on the plate turn from clear to blurred green, "I will love you very much if you are like this."

Before his tears were about to fall, Zhou Zeqi stood up and reached out to catch them in time, "Are you feeling guilty for using me to lose weight before?"

Xi Shui's eyelashes were wet and twisted together, his eyes were bright and moist, "Hey."

Zhou Zeqi sat back, "What, you idiot."

Zhou Zeqi's intelligence can be seen in all aspects. For example, he likes Xishui, and he can detect it immediately, but Xishui is different. He can only clumsily find some excuses to get close to the person he likes.

Fortunately, smart or not, they are trying to get closer to each other.

While Zhou Zeqi was washing up, Xi Shui ran home and brought over the photo album that hadn't been taken out for a long time. It was a circle larger than A4 paper, and the binding was thick and gorgeous.

These are all the photos Xi Shui took on the stage from the first year of high school to the freshman year. Some were taken by teachers and classmates, some were taken by parents, and some were taken by professional photographers.Li Wanzhi said that recording growth is very important.

The photos will be taken from many different angles, under the stage, on both sides of the stage, obliquely in front of the stage, behind the stage, above the stage, all kinds of angles.

Xi Shui directly skipped the first semester of the first and second semesters of senior high school, and started looking at the photos taken from the angles of both sides of the stage and obliquely in front of the stage from the second semester of the second grade of senior high school.

If there is an electronic version, Xi Shui can still zoom in, but for this kind of photo, Xi Shui can only sit at the brightest light source and search hard.

If Zhou Zeqi was there, from the angle directly behind the stage, he would definitely be able to capture the auditorium. Some theaters have a small auditorium capacity, and with Zhou Zeqi's wealth, he must buy a seat near the front.

Xi Shui found the first photo of Zhou Zeqi, which was taken obliquely in front of the stage. Zhou Zeqi was in the second row. It was a little far away, but Xi Shui still recognized the other party at a glance.

Xi Shui carefully pulled out the photo.

This is a performance at the Shanghai Grand Theater.

The second one is the May [-]th cultural performance of their high school. Because the venue was outside the school, many people from outside the school were attracted to watch it. This one shows all the dancers with their backs to the stage, with the students and the audience below. group photo.

Zhou Zeqi had no place, so he stood on the far side aisle.

...

Zhou Zeqi was there for almost every performance.

Xi Shui lay on the bed and sniffed. No wonder he hooked up with Zhou Zeqi last time. Zhou Zeqi said that you are on the stage and he is off the stage. He will definitely be there in every performance. He is not lying or promising. I really did it.

52 photos, 37 performances, thirteen cities, three countries, Zhou Zeqi has been Xi Shui's audience for three years in the corner.

The humble supporting role, in the fourth year, finally took the stage and became the protagonist.

When Zhou Zeqi came out of the bathroom, he slept without a shirt on, just a pair of loose pajama pants. The water stains that had not been wiped off rolled down the line of his abdominal muscles. Seeing Xi Shui nestled in the quilt, he walked away. In the past, he hugged him in his arms, buried him in Xishui's neck and took a deep breath, "The baby is so good."

Xi Shui didn't respond.

"what happened?"

Xi Shui handed the stack of photos out of the quilt, "These are taken from the photo album, all of you."

Zhou Zeqi glanced down at the photos, reached out to take them, put them on the bedside table without looking at them, stroked Xi Shui's hair, "Why?"

"Hmm." Xi Shui hummed in a low voice.

"Hmm... are you very touched?" Zhou Zeqi pinched Xi Shui's chin, he leaned down and kissed Xi Shui, "Then do some practical actions?"

Xi Shui was so moved now that Zhou Zeqi was willing to pick the moon even if he wanted it, so he nodded without thinking, "Okay."

Zhou Zeqi's eyes were dark, and he pressed against Xi Shui's slightly hot ears, and said something, Xi Shui's face immediately turned red from the base of his neck, "I won't."

"The baby is so smart, how could it not be?"

Xi Shui's palm was pressed against Zhou Zeqi's chest, and he could feel the steady and powerful heartbeat of the other party close at hand, "Then, let me try it tomorrow."

Zhou Zeqi didn't make things difficult for Xi Shui anymore, he hugged the whole person up and put it against the corner between the head of the bed and the wall, "Then learn today and see how I do it."

Xi Shui wanted to learn, but every time he got to the back, he felt that he was delirious and couldn't think at all.

It's the same this time.

The next day, Xi Shui practiced his morning exercises, found a new photo album from home, and put Zhou Zeqi's photos in it one by one. After he put them away, the doorbell rang.

Xi Shui looked outside through the cat's eyes, and when he saw someone coming, he quickly opened the door, "Father."

"I knocked next door, but no one opened the door." Xi Buyao's expression was calm, as if he was not at all surprised that Xi Shui stayed at Zhou Zeqi's house. He walked in and saw the photo album on the coffee table, "Why did you find all the photos?"

Xi Shui closed the door, "Just, take a look."

Dad doesn't like Zhou Zeqi, so it's better for him to mention as little as possible.

Xi Buyao didn't ask any more questions, he sat down on the sofa, put the things in his hands on the coffee table, next to the photo album, "Passport, and some of your certificates."

Xi Shui nodded, "Okay, thank you Dad."

After he finished his answer, he poured a glass of water for Xi Buyao, but Xi Buyao didn't drink any water, so he turned his head and looked in the direction of the master bedroom, frowning slightly, "He hasn't gotten up yet?"

Xi Shui sat down on the single sofa next to him, "He has been very busy training recently."

Xi Buyao's brows were still frowning, "Young man, it's not a good habit to stay in bed, will you take care of him in the future?"

"No, he usually takes care of me." Xi Shui said immediately.

"What about you?" Xi Buyao asked.

"What about me?" Xi Shui didn't understand.

"what are you doing?"

Xi Shui scratched his knee, "I'm in charge of eating."

Xi Buyao: "..."

Xi Shui himself also felt embarrassed, he added: "I also feed the cat, I will help wash the vegetables when he cooks, and I will also hang the clothes."

Xi Buyao pondered for a while, then lowered her voice, "Although your mother should come and tell you this kind of thing, but she is very busy recently, she probably can't take care of it, so let me come, your mother said, please don't worry about it too much." lazy."

This can only be said to Xi Shui, in front of others, Xi Buyao will definitely not say that Xi Shui is wrong.

Xi Shui: "I'm very diligent."

Xi Shui: "I will do whatever I can."

Xi Buyao looked at Xi Shui.

After a few seconds, Xi Buyao was still talking, and the door of the master bedroom was opened behind him.

Zhou Zeqi came out fully dressed, his eyes were tired from waking up, his hair was a little disheveled, he went to sit down opposite Xi Buyao, and said slowly: "Uncle, I don't need Xi Shui to do anything for me, he just dances That's it."