Yuzhou colleagues: towards reality

Huang Jingyu slowly discovered that Xu Weizhou liked to play with metaphors very much.

Once he pointed at a license plate number for a long time, and the people around him didn't understand what he was laughing at.

"Look at the license plate number, si is not stupid." Zhouzhou pulled him to look.

Huang Jingyu took a closer look, 4148?

"If the owner of the car hears you say that, I can't beat you!" Coincidentally, a passerby happened to pass by, and Zhou Zhou immediately pursed his lips to hold back his smile. His appearance was so cute.

Another time, Jing Yu made a joke in front of Feng Wen, and couldn't get it right. ,

Zhou Zhou came over from poverty, put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a completely family tone: I'm sorry, my big fool didn't take his brains out today, which made everyone laugh.How can he understand you twisted and twisted flower intestines.His head is a hundred million.Your heads are probably worth a few cents!

The two of Fengwen didn't get to the point for a while, and Huang Jingyu had already started to roll up his sleeves.

"Because his one is new and has never been used at all." After speaking, he ran away without a trace.

"Stinky boy, don't run away!"

Feng Wen watched Huang Jingyu chase him out, but he still didn't get to Zhouzhou.

"They have a tacit agreement with God!" Wen Wen complained.

"What happened just now?" Da Shu looked steadily, stunned.

Huang Jingyu pressed the person on the bed and made a fuss.

The surrounding staff are no strangers to it, this special socialist brotherhood, fighting and rowdy is commonplace.One day he two will become more polite, will it cause doubts?

Huang Jingyu especially wanted to know who influenced Zhouzhou.In life, people generally like metaphors, and people who play number games are older and more experienced elders, but he is only 21 years old. Is this poet-like habit really inherited from school?Does every boy in college do this?

One night, they started chatting again.

Zhouzhou suddenly asked: Huang Jingyu, what do you think is the most beautiful appearance of love?

The most beautiful love?

Jing Yu repeated his words, thought for a while, and turned around: it should be two gray-haired old men holding hands, walking in the sunset.

I thought Zhou Zhou would dislike his answer, but Zhou Zhou nodded: This is fine, but it is all in the old age, we are still so young, what do you think is the most beautiful appearance of love now?

current stage?

Huang Jingyu glanced at him and said with a smile: Does this count as the two of us?

Zhou Zhou squinted at him: If it was Gu Hai and Bai Luo Yin, it would be fine.

I do not know then.

Huang Jingyu rested his hand on the back of his head and looked at the ceiling.

And you?What do you think is the most beautiful time of love?

Zhouzhou squinted his eyes and thought about it seriously: I am very envious of the love of my parents. When they were in love, they never said I love you, I like you or something like that.Every time my dad wanted to ask my mom to watch a movie or go out, he would pick a leaf from the big tree in front of the cinema and hand it to my mom.

Did your mother go in the end?Jing Yu was very curious.

Of course, they were waiting at the entrance of the cinema, which was very romantic.

When Zhou Zhou was talking, his eyes were shining.

I think the most beautiful appearance of love should be that I don't tell you, you know everything.

What if I don't understand?Or misunderstood?

Regarding this question, Zhouzhou looked at Huang Jingyu and said with a smile: You asked the same question as me, and I asked my mother the same way at the time, and she told me: Then this person is not him!People of the older generation pay special attention to fate. They think that two people who love each other should have the same thoughts.

Hearing you say it this way, my few relationships are like children playing with mud.Huang Jingyu laughed at himself.

This kind of love is something you can meet but never ask for. It's normal if you can't meet it. Otherwise, how could it be called "true love"!

When he said this, his eyes were shining. Huang Jingyu always remembered this expression, as if he was full of love for the world, full of hope and sunshine.

Looking at him, I rarely said a lot of heartfelt words.

Including how he started to learn jujitsu, and even told Zhou Zhou about being beaten that night.

He told Xu Weizhou the stories that his brothers who had been with him for seven or eight years didn't know.

"You just left like this? It's not like your style!"

"What's my style?"

"You look like the boss of the underworld in Northeast China. It's the kind of person who doesn't offend me, I don't offend others, and if anyone offends me, I will pay you back twice."

Huang Jingyu smiled.

"How can I be as violent as you said, brother is a civilized person, okay?"

Zhouzhou declined to comment for this answer.

"I just felt dirty at that time, it was too dirty. If I continued to hang around there, maybe I would become as dirty as those people, so I went to the train station the next day with a bruised nose and a swollen face." Huang Jingyu looked at the ceiling, Continued: "I have always told myself that I am not here to make a living, I am looking for the direction of the future, these hardships are nothing to me, but I can't see the future, I don't know where the future is, I It will be painful."

"Huang Jingyu, you are actually a philosopher!"

"Are you praising me? Or hurting me?"

"I admire you. If I were you, I might not have as much courage as you."

Huang Jingyu looked at him for a while, with indescribable contemplation in his eyes, and finally he said: Go to sleep, I turned off the light.

After sleeping until midnight, Huang Jingyu's arm sank and was pressed by something.

He rubbed his eyes and opened it, Xu Weizhou used his arm as a pillow.

This guy always likes to hug a doll when he sleeps, why don't he pick up the little monkey under the bed and stuff it in?

After thinking for a second, forget it, let's sleep.

Maybe even Huang Jingyu didn't realize it, he seemed to be getting more and more used to having such a person by his side, and the weight of this person was getting heavier and heavier in his heart.But what about after the filming is over?Such relationship will not exist, will it?

Unreasonable panic made him couldn't help getting closer, and wrapped his arms around the 'petite' Xu Weizhou.

Don't think about the separation that may come, as long as they are still sleeping together now, it will be fine.

In the early morning, the sparrows outside the window woke up the people in the house.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his eyes and glanced out of the window. The alarm clock by the bed hadn't rung yet. There were still 20 minutes left, and he could sleep for a while.

He pulled the quilt to cover his arms, and was about to squint for a while, when he looked back, he was startled.

Huang Jingyu's face was enlarged in front of his eyes, and his arm became his own pillow, which means that he slept on this arm all night?

No wonder it's so comfortable! ?

Zhou Zhou blinked, sat up quietly, scratched his hair, and lost all sleepiness.

He couldn't help but glance back at the other person who was still sleeping soundly. He turned over, as if he didn't notice anything.

fine!He doesn't know anything.

It's strange to say that there was a moment of rapid heartbeat just now, which is really a hell.

It seems that the people in the crew have the right point of view, sleeping together can indeed cultivate a tacit understanding.

It can not only cultivate tacit understanding, but also form habits.

He is getting used to having someone sleeping next to him.I don't know if this habit is good or bad!