MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-Chapter 92 soul mate

Under the magnificent and bright nebula, the two embraced and exchanged a warm and lingering kiss. The starlight covered their shoulders, concealing their deepest desire for each other. Xia Xiqing reached out to find Zhou Ziheng's hand, wanting to hold him, but the other party accidentally lost the switch of the universe when he let go.

When stepping back with his shoulders in his arms, Xia Xiqing accidentally stepped on the toe of his beautiful leather shoes, and the red nebula explored and converged in an instant, turning into endless darkness. Zhou Ziheng's reaction was faster, he hugged Xia Xiqing tightly, and kissed him deeply and lingeringly, the sound of wet water was amplified by a malfunctioning sense in the darkness, like a pair of invisible hands stirring up the gradual and violent breathing .

"Ziheng..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and his body pushed Xia Xiqing's body, groping in the dark, covered with layers of physical fear and desire, and it was hard to tell who it was. Whoever he defeated, Xia Xiqing only felt that he retreated again and again, there was no way to retreat, his back leaned against a wall, Zhou Ziheng's kiss was full of aggressiveness, as if he was still eager, his wet and soft tongue disturbed his heartbeat, His legs were weak, and he had to stick his palms against the wall to stabilize his body, which started to flow like quicksand.

"Turn on the light." It was hard to find a gap in the hot and humid kiss, like a green escape sign in the dark. Zhou Ziheng's white sweater seemed to be able to glow in the dark night, covered with a faint glow of fireflies.

He longed to find light from him.

"Please." Zhou Ziheng bit his lower lip, the soft and fragile touch made him addicted.

"…Please."

He had already given his all, and this pride was nothing.

Zhou Ziheng stretched out one hand to turn on the light, and covered Xia Xiqing's eyes with the other hand. The moment the light reappeared, Xia Xiqing felt only the soft and ambiguous red light flowing between Zhou Ziheng's fingers.

He licked his dry lips due to the evaporation of saliva, and then opened them slightly, looking at Zhou Ziheng with a pair of eyes covered with water vapor, like a fish thirsty for water, his arms wrapped around his neck unconsciously, which is the way he always likes .

The two kissed fiercely at the entrance, and there were scorched marks from the fire of longing along the way, until Xia Xiqing's legs became weak, and when he was walking in his arms, he accidentally tripped over a box on the ground, and was dragged away by Zhou Ziheng After a while, I didn't fall down.

"What is this..." Dazed, Xia Xiqing squinted his eyes and saw a note on the box.

My gift to you. — Zhao Ke.

"What is this?" Xia Xiqing turned his face to look at Zhou Ziheng, his face was still full of confusion, but Zhou Ziheng dodged too clearly, "It's nothing, let's go into the room."

"Oh?" Xia Xiqing raised the corners of his mouth, and he read a word a thousand times, which accurately caught Zhou Ziheng's heart. While he was in a daze, Xia Xiqing hooked the lid with the tip of his leather shoe, and let him take a look at the contents inside. Son sober.

"What the **** are these?" Xia Xiqing wiped the corners of his lips, squatted down lazily, hooked up a black satin blindfold inside with the tip of his forefinger, shook it in front of Zhou Ziheng's eyes, took out another pair of handcuffs, and broke them off. Two times, and a long rope was pulled out by him.

"I don't know, I thought it was sent by the "Escape from Heaven" props team."

Zhou Ziheng laughed dryly, and saw that there were even more extreme special props in the box, his eyes were really darkened, and he was almost **** off by Zhao Ke. He had led him astray for being so romantic after all.

"This is what he unilaterally insisted on giving me, and it does not represent my own will."

Hearing Zhou Ziheng's rigid dying struggle, Xia Xiqing almost laughed, but he held back, picked up the blindfold, handcuffs and rope in the box, and shook the end of the rope with his fingers, like a hunter preparing to trap his prey . His brows were raised, his eyes frivolous. Zhou Ziheng was trapped in this way, from a hesitant hunter to a prey who wanted anything.

Time ignites a flame, throws it into the sky, explodes clusters of fireworks, and finally falls in the calm ocean, and the spark melts in the ripples.

I don't remember how long it took, Xia Xiqing gradually regained his sanity and clarity, feeling that his soul that had been knocked out had finally returned to this muddy body. His whole body was limp and his bones were sore, he lay on Zhou Ziheng's chest like a cub who couldn't take care of himself, letting his arms go around his shoulders, and **** the roots of his sweaty hair.

The beating sound of the heart hit his eardrum across his chest, like an intimate greeting.

"Are you tired?" Zhou Ziheng raised his neck and kissed the top of his head. Hearing Xia Xiqing hum with a hoarse voice, he thought it was cute and funny, but he couldn't laugh, and he couldn't say he was cute. This was the wrong way to lick the cat backwards. .

Xia Xiqing glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and realized that it was almost midnight, so he took out his mobile phone to read Weibo.

"You only have so little time left on your birthday," Zhou Ziheng snatched the phone with some dissatisfaction, "Can't you leave it to me?"

"I want to see what the name of that perfume of yours is."

Zhou Ziheng laughed, "Then you ask me."

Xia Xiqing snatched back the phone, "No, I just want to watch it myself." He just wanted to wait until 23:59, and the ritual sense of waiting satisfied him.

Finally, the official Weibo of the perfume brand announced the names of the two perfumes on time, which made Xia Xiqing feel amused, and he was waiting for nothing.

"What are you doing? One is called NC27 and the other is called G23. It looks like a lipstick." Xia Xiqing couldn't laugh or cry. Although he understood Zhou Ziheng's meaning, how could other people understand.

Who would have imagined, not even Xia Xiqing, that there would be these replies under the weibo that disclosed the name of the perfume.

[@望望的田野: As a loyal viewer of the program "Escape from Birth", when I saw this perfume name, I had the urge to decipher the code...too deep into the drama...]

[@自学冲鸭: Isn’t Zhou Ziheng, a man of science and engineering, really working out puzzles? ]

[@我爱的Alpha: When I first saw this design, I thought the name of the perfume would be related to stars or roses. After all, there are quicksands and roses. Who would have thought that the name would be so hard-core hahahaha. ]

[@逃生生天不结果: I don’t think it’s that simple, there are numbers and letters that make people think of passwords. Applying the fence cipher in the first program, the clear code is divided into two columns by jumping bits. Assuming that this is the divided two columns, then the clear code should be NGC2237 when it is restored, but it seems meaningless to solve it. Ah... It may also be that my brain is too deep and I am too deep into the drama, everyone just watch it haha. ]

[@恒凡攻每宇宇Reply @逃生生天天不得: Meaningful! Sister, you are awesome! I just checked. NGC2237 is the name of a nebula. The shape of this nebula is the same as that of a rose. I also made a special map, which is super beautiful. ]

[@周自恒是天使: Oh my god, that picture is so beautiful, and the design of these two bottles of perfume is that one is the universe, the other is the rose, together they are NGC2237, the rose in the universe! Oh my god, what kind of romantic engineering guy is Zhou Ziheng! ]

[@我恒超A: Zhou Ziheng has completely overturned my courtship criteria, because I can't find such a man at all...or he will come out of the closet and make me completely give up. ]

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"It was actually deciphered by them." Xia Xiqing felt that it was too magical.

Zhou Ziheng hugged his shoulders, his smiling eyes curved, "I've watched so many episodes of the show, I've developed this sensitivity." He suddenly lowered his head and searched for something in the cracks of the sofa, and finally found it on the bed where Xia Xiqing was lying on. That position is touched.

"What are you looking for?"

Zhou Ziheng put his hands behind his back and smiled, Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to grab it, and he took it out obediently. It turned out to be a bottle of perfume, with quicksand flickering in the black as ink liquid, shining brightly under the light. In the center of the bottle was a small red rose.

"This is a combination of NC27 and G23, NGC2237." He stuffed the perfume into Xia Xiqing's arms, "This is the real limited edition, the brand made this one for me alone." Zhou Ziheng's tone was a little childish Proud, "Others are only half, you are complete and unique."

At such a time, it was difficult for Xia Xiqing to maintain his emotional management. Is there anyone in this world who would not be moved by Zhou Ziheng? The answer must be no.

"Try it and see if you like it?"

Xia Xiqing was a little bit reluctant, but this feeling was like a little girl who hadn't experienced much in the world, hesitating. He finally took off the cap, sprayed a little on his wrist, and the cool mist covered his head, creating a storm of roses, but it wasn't that kind of sweet and greasy smell, cold, empty, mixed with a little Spicy pepper, clean white musk is contaminated by the breath of passion in the air, which is a bit ambiguous.

How can I describe this complex aroma? He stretched out the inside of his wrist, rubbed Zhou Ziheng's neck, and then leaned into his arms to sniff.

Perhaps it is the passionate rose in the cold world.

"Like it?"

His body was weak, his head was dizzy, the perfume covered him from head to toe like a soft satin, he could only nod his head, kiss Zhou Ziheng's side neck with his face sideways, and said softly that he liked it, maybe it was too light, he He repeated firmly, "I like it."

"Great." Zhou Ziheng hugged the person in his arms contentedly, describing how good he felt when he didn't show up. This time the perfume made him realize the creation beyond the performance. It turns out that designing and inventing something can give people such a great pleasure. Most importantly, Xia Xiqing liked it.

This is the highest standard of value in Zhou Ziheng's creation.

Gently shaking the beautiful glass bottle in his hand, the fine sparkling fragments flowed, and the little rose was like a living heart.

"I still want to see that." Xia Xiqing pressed his pointed chin against Zhou Ziheng's chest, and looked up at him, "Let me see it."

Zhou Ziheng rubbed his soft hair, and his tone was full of pampering, "Okay." He sat up, first took the gray blanket from another sofa and covered Xia Xiqing's body, and picked it up. He lifted the controller on the floor to turn on the hologram, turned off the lights in the living room, and then climbed onto the sofa to hug Xia Xiqing. The two of them curled up in the soft and warm blanket, looking at the bright nebula in front of them.

"Do we look like a couple camping on the top of a mountain?" Zhou Ziheng laughed.

Xia Xiqing tilted his head on his shoulder, looked at the slowly flowing starlight, and said in an uneven tone, "What you are talking about is the setting of a horror movie. Generally speaking, they will die in the next scene."

Zhou Ziheng smiled, and reached out to pinch his face, "How can there be such an unromantic artist like you."

Then how can there be such a romantic science and engineering man like you. Xia Xiqing said inwardly.

But he still didn't say it in the end, just looked at the rose in the universe deeply, and said after a long time, "Actually, I have always been curious about why you chose to study physics. From my point of view, a person who has participated in acting since childhood It seems a bit paradoxical that people in the arts will find it difficult to devote themselves to scientific research. No, I mean..."

While talking, Xia Xiqing suddenly overturned his own words. He raised his head and looked into Zhou Ziheng's eyes. His pupils were filled with starlight, and there was a breathtaking gravitational force, "It's not a contradiction, it just makes people It's incomprehensible. Even if you are really a genius, it will make people doubt whether this person is too greedy."

Zhou Ziheng pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm just greedy, it's my nature."

I think the most beautiful things in the world, I want to give you.

"However, anyway, this choice is great," Xia Xiqing lay back in his arms again, "I have always felt that physicists are special and romantic since I was a child."

"Why?"

Xia Xiqing's voice was very soft and a little hoarse, "Because they care about wind, flowers, snow and moon. And the way they care is different from that of poets. It is an essential kind of concern and thinking. From this point of view, most people in the world have already Get left out because too often we only care about appearances."

He stretched out his hand, as if wanting to grab a handful of the illusory starlight, "A person who really cares about the direction of wind and water flow, the law of the sun and the moon, and the origin of the universe, how can you say he is not romantic? Well. Not just romance, but a vast, great romance."

For some reason, Zhou Ziheng felt a subtle touch when he heard such words from Xia Xiqing's mouth. It was as if under the Milky Way, a pair of hands flickering with fireflies were floating, knocking on the door of my lonely heart.

His soul is taking a stand, no, pouring out.

He said, I am the same person as you.

This kind of soul contact made Zhou Ziheng think blank for a moment. He suddenly didn't know what to say, so he had to go back to Xia Xiqing's question before, "I want to answer your question just now, about why I want to study physics. Actually, I am familiar with physics. It was indeed after I acted, probably…”

He recalled, "When I was ten years old, I was very impressed. At that time, I was waiting for a night scene in the crew, because the crew was in the mountains, and I could see the beautiful starry sky when I sat on a deck chair at night, unlike now. Beijing."

Xia Xiqing was like a child, lying on his chest and listening quietly, the ethereal fragrance of roses and white musk surrounded him.

"At that time, I had memorized all my lines, so I was reading a book. I remember I was reading "Feynman Lectures on Physics". There was a passage in it that completely changed me. It was actually a story. There was once a physics researcher, He was studying the reason why stars can glow and heat continuously without interruption."

As he said that, Zhou Ziheng pressed the controller in his hand, and the magnificent rose nebula in front of Xia Xiqing's eyes suddenly enlarged, as if it was flying towards him with countless stardust.

Finally, it stopped, and the center of the stamen shone with a dazzling light.

"This is a star. Why it can glow and heat all the time, where does its energy come from, and where does it go? This is the research work of the researcher's team. Later they discovered that these energies come from stars. And then one day, he was walking with his girlfriend, who, like many people, looked up at the stars and, like many people, let out an exclamation so common that it was almost automatic."

Stretching out his fingertips and touching the virtual shining star in front of him, Xia Xiqing suddenly said, "How bright this star is."

Zhou Ziheng was amused by the tacit understanding, "Yes, that's the sentence. Then the researcher said to her, 'Yes, at this moment, I am the only person in the world who knows why it glows.'"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ziheng turned to look at Xia Xiqing, "I was a kid who didn't understand anything at the time, after reading this story, my blood boiled, it's really cool, maybe because I've acted in so many plays , The common problem of acting made me substituting that researcher unconsciously, thinking that if I am the only person in the world who knows why the stars shine, I get goosebumps."

There was a hint of excitement in his sincere voice, "It was that kind of resonance that changed me and made me choose this path. At the beginning, others only thought that I was good-looking when I was a child, and it led me into this industry. But physics is not. It is completely a decision of my own. Even if I can't become the "only" discoverer in the end, and become a follower after another, it is still a kind of heroic martyrdom."

Xia Xiqing can't deny that Zhou Ziheng is indeed a convincing idealist. When other idealists talk about their dreams in front of him, it always makes people laugh. But Zhou Ziheng is different. His sincerity and excitement will even infect you, pulling you into the vast starry sky together, and making you surrender to the majesty and greatness of science.

He is also very convinced that Zhou Ziheng's future journey will not be limited to a script, his center of gravity will shift, and he will return to his own track.

"I want to know, is it written in the book how the researcher's girlfriend answered?"

Zhou Ziheng smiled, and pressed the controller on his hands to narrow the range of Nebula, and a complete rose was restored in front of his eyes, "She just laughed and didn't say anything."

Just as Xia Xiqing expected.

Both artists and scientists are often lonely, so Xia Xiqing never cares about other people's opinions, as if no one understands.

But in the next second, Zhou Ziheng held Xia Xiqing's hand, "But I know you're not."

Xia Xiqing was a little puzzled, "What?"

"If, I mean, if I were that researcher and I said that to you, you wouldn't think I was joking." Zhou Ziheng turned his face and showed Xia Xiqing a warm smile, "You will definitely Ask me seriously."

"Why does it glow?"

Unable to explain why, Xia Xiqing's eyes suddenly became astringent. He even felt that what Zhou Ziheng said moved him more than any warm and sincere confession. This was a great recognition, and he never wanted to admit it, but he had to admit that he liked this kind of recognition .

He likes this shining person in front of him, he is better than all the people in the world. And this person is telling himself in a firm and axiomatic way that you are the one among millions of lives who truly understand me.

You are my soul mate.

The author has something to say: Ten-year-old Hengheng found his direction in life under the enlightenment of a star.

In the same year, 15-year-old Xi Qing auctioned off his first work, marking the beginning of his artistic life.

Ten years later, Zhou Ziheng returned Xia Xiqing's painting to him, together with love, dreams, and Zhou Ziheng's own life enlightenment.