MTL - I Only Like Your Character Settings-~ Episode 6: Dream

100 Episode 6: Dream

Sure enough, as Xia Xiqing expected, Weibo exploded within five hours after the live broadcast ended.

[Xia Xiqing Live Broadcast], [Xia Xiqing Zhou Ziheng Live Kissing], [Zhou Ziheng Back Kiss] and other entries have become hot searches, and the entire live broadcast and specially edited sweet clips have become popular.

Especially the scene where Zhou Ziheng kissed behind the canvas was intercepted by a Weibo entertainment big V as a moving picture and posted.

[@一个鸡鸡酒要上天：Oh my god, you tasted Yipin Zhou Ziheng's kiss, so I can't close my legs! This pair is really a fairy, the world is too bitter, thank you for going down to earth and spreading sugar 555]

The number of comments below has exceeded 30,000.

[@自学女孩生活winner: I have never seen such a Su in my life! ! Zhou Ziheng! ! I will remember you all my life! ]

[@四个的冰铁: Zhou Ziheng is absolutely amazing, what a beauty! What a fairy atmosphere! Is this really not an idol drama? ? ? ]

[@宇宙第一alpha: As expected of the man I've taken a fancy to! Although he is already someone else's man. 【Heartache】]

[@水树雪xx: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa outsn outdated kiss, I'm that canvas! ! ]

[@人 [[is a little painter: Oh, how can my little painter be so beautiful, it is a little angel with a white gauze! ]

[@luringlove: Passers-by, I simply think that the faces of these two match well, the couples in the entertainment circle are the best match, and it's so exciting to watch. ]

[@几精少女: Has no one noticed that Zhou Ziheng is still carrying a schoolbag? Xiannian attack! ! ]

[@shooting: Ahhhhhh, sisters, go watch the live video! ! What Zhou Ziheng said was even more supple! ! I am a prophet, and I have verified that Xia Xiqing is my favorite! ! Also sent a powder water! ]

[@自学女孩的Quality is Groundhog: Yes, yes, yes, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, when Zhou Ziheng blindfolded Brother Xiqing and said in his ear, please close your eyes when it’s getting dark, I’m a Thomas whirling and ascending to the sky and exploding! ! Because brother Xi Qing is wearing a headset, his voice is super clear when he gets close, and the subwoofer kills me! ]

[@cantfocus: Is it really not hype? ]

[@不去 regret reply @cantfocus: It’s not a hype, Xi Qing agreed to live broadcast to fans because the box office of "Tracking" exceeded one billion and fulfilled his promise. Zhou Ziheng came back from school and accidentally entered Xi Qing's studio. As you can see, they turned off the live broadcast later, and this segment was about Xi Qing talking to fans about killing werewolves. When Ziheng came in, he covered his face with a canvas and said please close your eyes when it was dark. ]

[@胡山风来回得@不定恐怖: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I also watched the episode of Werewolf Killing! ! I can watch them play Werewolf for the rest of their lives! ! ]

[@silverine replied to @不抱悲感: The words “go home after school” are too cute! ! I love Nian Xia forever! ]

[@滨雨如画reply @不定恐怖: I see the point! ! They turned off the live broadcast! ! What to do with the live broadcast! ]

[@自学女孩冲鸭 Reply @不尽民感：Werewolf killing people is really super super sweet! ! Love Word Prophet! ]

[@米最甜的cp: Today I am a lemon essence, if only my cp is one-tenth as sweet as self-study. ]

At the same time, the video of Xia Xiqing singing and popularizing science in the live broadcast room was also posted on the Internet, which attracted heated discussions from many netizens.

[@survival delusional person: To be honest, I don’t particularly care about celebrity couples, but I was a little surprised after watching Xia Xiqing’s live broadcast. He explained that the rhinoceros section really poked me. I suggest all fans on the Internet come in and watch this section. , The understanding of character settings and fan filters is simply the truth, and there are many girls who are immersed in obsession. BT, Xia Xiqing looks really **** good-looking. ]

[@思无见: The rhinoceros is absolutely amazing, as expected of an artist, I really want to fall in love with an artist! ! ]@无限好文, all in

[@为君起松声: This paragraph is very sincere. What many people like is not the real rhinoceros, but the fantasy in their hearts. ]

[@go: These words are so transparent, bt Xia Xiqing's voice is really nice, and the singing is too gentle. ]

[@Friend engage in self-study?: In fact, when talking about rhinoceros, brother Xi Qing has been belittling himself, and has been emphasizing that his personality is a disguise. Few celebrities dare to say these words alone, [Actually, I am not gentle at all.] , You have also fallen into the trap of the rhinoceros】I burst into tears as soon as this sentence came out. Brother Xi Qing is really frank, and it hurts me to see him keep talking about his shortcomings. ]

[@我爱在自己Reply @Friend Engage in Self-study?: Yes yes yes, super distressed. But I think his own character is even more charming than the character design. The most amazing thing is that he belittled himself like that, saw it so clearly, and finally said that Zhou Ziheng was not, [he is a reality that is better than illusion, a rhinoceros that cannot be copied] This sentence is simple, and he kept his head down and said After hearing this sentence, I feel very unconfident in my heart, tears in my eyes. ]

[@山海不平: Seeing this paragraph, I think he really loves Zhou Ziheng. Obviously, I know that liking someone is a process of self-deception, but I insist on thinking that Zhou Ziheng is the truth beyond illusion. ]

The two protagonists who have been hotly discussed in the outside world are still cuddling each other in their own small world. After the live broadcast, a flirtation will finally wipe out the fire of the prairie fire, and the exhausted life will be covered by the fluffy and soft cotton in the afternoon be comforted.

In a daze, Xia Xiqing opened his eyes and found that he was not in the bedroom. Not in the bedroom of the apartment, to be precise.

He sat up and looked down at his hands.

so small.

The bed was also very small.

When I got off the bed, I saw the blue striped cotton slippers beside the bed, they were so small.

what happened to him.

Slowly putting on his slippers, he realized that he had returned to his childhood room, the room that sealed off all his pain and despair. The fear in his heart suddenly spread, Pandora's box was kicked over, and black liquid flowed out, climbing up from under his feet little by little.

The originally bright sunlight outside the window suddenly disappeared, and the world fell into a silent darkness.

how so.

He felt like a dull, clumsy marionette shuffling toward the door. Stretched out those small hands and beat the door vigorously.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone outside?" He felt his voice tremble a little, but he couldn't control it. "Is there no one? I want to go out."

This closed door is like a serious face in the dark, no matter how much you plead, it will not move in the slightest.

He didn't remember how long he had been knocking, but he felt that those small hands were numb from the pain. This feeling is too familiar, he seems to have experienced it countless times, the only thing he can do is to curl up in a small corner, hugging his trembling arms.

Time is an hourglass flowing in the dark, and no trace of the passage can be heard, but he suddenly heard a voice at the door, someone talking, he got up excitedly and lay down on the cold door, knocking **** the door panel, praying that someone could hear his voice. He was really scared, very scared.

"Is anyone there, it's so dark in here."

The voice outside the door began to become clear.

[Unless I die! You don't want to be with that woman! I will not give you the custody of Xi Qing! ]

[You think I really want to raise him? He has a madman like you as a mother, and it won't be long before he becomes a madman too! ]

[Go to hell! ]

[You are really crazy, why did I fall in love with you in the first place? No one will love a crazy woman like you! ]

Quarreling, endless bickering.

Parents quarreling is the first horror movie kids see in their lives.

Whether it is the sound or the picture, it will be permanently tattooed on their immature hippocampus, and they will never forget it.

Am I going crazy?

Nobody loves a madman.

He was the only child who scored zero for the composition assigned by the teacher in class. The title of the composition was "Parents' Love". Xia Xiqing held the composition paper, tightly gripped the pen with his little hand, and sat in his little chair for the whole class.

Just write down a beginning.

[My parents love me very much,]

But his arms were sore, and there were purple marks from the belt, and his back was bruised from golf clubs, one by one, like the stripe pattern of his little slippers, so he slept When taking a nap, you can only lie on your stomach, not lie down.

In the weather in June, he had to wear long-sleeved trousers to cover these scars and not to be ashamed.

Is he also loved like this?

Even the teacher called him to the office and asked him why he didn't write.

"I don't know how to write..."

The teacher's expression seemed to be puzzled, "Why? Xiqing, you usually write very well." She touched Xia Xiqing's head, "Mom and Dad are the people who love you the most in this world, right?"

But they never said these three words to me. He wanted to refute, but swallowed back aggrievedly, because he was warned not to mention his parents outside.

"…right."

In a daze, he appeared in the inpatient ward again, lying on a small hospital bed, his sleeves turned into blue and white stripes, familiar stripes.

Turning his head, he saw two children lying on the bench by the window. They were Xia Zhixu and Chen Fang when they were young. They seemed to be crying, but they didn't seem to be.

He lifted the white quilt, and the nanny was sitting on the sofa in the private ward, she was asleep. Little Xia Xiqing endured the pain and walked quietly to the window, stepped on a chair, and smiled at them through a pane of glass.

"When will you get better?" Xia Zhixu's little canine teeth would show when he spoke, otherwise he was very similar to him.

Xiao Xiqing shook his head.

Chen Fang next to him was holding on to the window, "Then, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

He shook his head again, but as soon as he shook his head, tears began to flow. He wiped away the tears with his small hands, "My stomach hurts a bit, but I'm almost healed." He laughed, and gestured with his little index finger and thumb apart, "My stomach hurts a little." There's such a long scar, with stitches. But I can't show you, my, my chair isn't high enough."

Said he breathed on the glass, and the mist condensed, blurring the innocent faces of the children. He stretched out his little fleshy finger, drew a line on it, and then drew a wavy line back and forth on that line.

"That's it." His eyes lit up, "Look."

But they didn't look, they didn't seem to look, they were crying.

Seeing them cry made him want to cry too.

Actually, I was in so much pain, I was dying.

After I'm dead, I can't play with you, I can't put small earthworms in Chen Fang's lunch box, I can't play paper airplanes with Zhixu.

Thinking of this, he wanted to cry again.

Teacher...if...if mom and dad don't love me.

So will anyone still love me?

The room once again sank into endless darkness, those black fluid swamps mercilessly swallowed up the little him.

Someone help me.

There was a silent distress call from the wound.

The door opened suddenly, and a beam of light came in. The shape of the light was straight, like a sharp sword. The stress reaction frightened him, and he dared not move in that small chair.

A tall figure appeared, his shadow was so long that he chased under the chair he was stepping on. Xiao Xiqing raised his head, firmly grasped the edge of the window, and carefully looked at the man's face in the dark. The light behind him looked like a sculpture collected by his mother. Holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, he walked in quietly and came with light.

He hugged himself involuntarily, and rescued him from the darkness with those gentle and strong arms. Take him through the hospital full of nasty disinfectant smell, hold him through the tree-lined road, through the musical fountain surrounded by a group of little girls, to a small lawn.

The soft lawn surrounded him with the scent of grass.

He was still a little scared, and looked at the stranger's face timidly. This person is very strange, stuffing the rose in his hand into his arms, gently touching his back, stroking gently over and over again, his palm seems to have a wonderful healing power, he seems to have no It hurts so much.

Even the wound was warm and itchy, just like the sharp grass touching the face.

This person is very good-looking, and in his immature aesthetics, people who are similar to the white sculptures are very good-looking, because my mother always looks at those motionless sculptures with precious eyes

But he is alive, he can laugh, and when he laughs, his deep eyes will turn into two curved moons.

It was suddenly dark, dark so fast. Xiao Xiqing became frightened, shrinking her body like a stray cat that has been frightened too much all year round. But this person hugged him and said softly, don't be afraid, over and over again. His embrace is warm, with a gentle smell after the sun has passed, and it is the source of warmth in the dark night.

He held out a hand and spread it out in front of the little stray cat.

A tiny starlight lay in his palm, and the bright light diffused along his palm lines.

"What's this?"

His voice was deep and soft, "This is a gift for you, thank you for being born in this world." The little fleshy hand carefully took away the starlight and squeezed it between his fingers.

so bright.

As long as there is a star, it is not pure darkness.

The stars are the crumbs dropped by the sun.

"This is a first-year-old birthday present for Xiao Xiqing." He spread out his palm again, and the palm exuded light green fluorescence. A firefly flying freely in the dark night.

Xiao Xiqing stretched out his hand and couldn't catch it, but it didn't fly far away, and it flew slowly around his little face, like a small lonely planet orbiting among the floating stars.

"Still dark?" He put his arms around Xiao Xiqing.

Xiao Xiqing looked back into his eyes and nodded blankly, "A little bit."

"It's still a little bit dark..." He stretched out another hand, clenched it into a fist and placed it in front of the poor little boy, "Pound—" He whispered an onomatopoeia in his ear, and spread his five fingers, A dazzling little firework exploded from his broad hand.

Brilliant sparks reflected in those timid pupils, dotted with stars, shining brightly.

"This is a two-year-old gift for Xi Qing." Said he kissed the back of that little head, "Are you still afraid?"

The little clever ghost turned his face away, and instead of answering his question, he asked in a childish voice, "Is there any more?"

"Why are you so cute." There was a helpless and doting smile on his face, he wanted to hug him tightly but was afraid of hurting him, "Little villain. Close your eyes."

Xiao Xiqing hummed obediently, but quietly left another very small slit, and her eyelashes fluttered guiltily. In that small gap, he saw the hands clasped around him, as if they were holding something vainly.

"Open your eyes," he said.

The moment the palm was opened, a small butterfly ran out of it. Its wings were covered with light blue phosphor powder, which shone faintly in the dark night. It danced around and landed on the tip of Xiao Xiqing's nose. on the small mole.

"This is for you, a three-year-old present." She patted his stomach with the hand that hugged him from behind, "We are three years old."

Before the impatient little ghost could ask any more questions, he grabbed the little hand and placed his clenched right hand on it.

"Here you are, baby's fourth birthday present."

Xiao Xiqing spread his palms blankly, waiting for the gift to arrive.

A soft white flower fell on his immature palm.

"What kind of flower is this?" @无限好文, all in

The man kissed the top of the baby's head, "A rose. A rose made of paper."

"I can make airplanes out of paper." The little guy turned his face and said seriously, "The airplanes I make fly the farthest, yes, yes..."

"What can you do?" He touched his little cheek.

"You can fly out of my garden, you can fly out." He suddenly pursed his mouth, as if he had something on his mind.

"You can also fly out, I'll take you out." He gently squeezed the tip of Xiao Xiqing's chin, "You haven't reached your fifth birthday yet, right? Let's spend our fifth birthday together, shall we?"

The little guy turned his face away, and the little butterfly fluttered around his ear, making him itchy, with doubts on his face.

He picked up the little pity, faced himself, and kissed his face. The little guy was puzzled, "Why did you give me a gift?"

He scraped the tip of Xiao Xiqing's lovely nose.

"I reward you for growing up so bravely." For some reason, the stranger's voice trembled, "...waiting for me so bravely."

"Are you going to cry?" The little hand touched his eyes, gently touching his thin eyelids, "Don't cry."

He laughed all of a sudden, "I didn't cry." He lowered his eyes, "Sorry, I'm late, I can only compensate you so much."

"I will always be with you from now on."

after…

Will he be there all the time?

@无限好文, all in

Why did it appear, why did he appear.

"Who are you?" The small face was turned up, the pupils were black and shiny.

The stars in the sky seemed to be shining brightly, and the cool starlight flowed down on this beautiful face, making his smile shine brightly.

"I was born to love you."

The dream suddenly collapsed. Opening his heavy eyes again, Xia Xiqing took a few quick breaths.

He stretched out his hand in panic and touched a familiar body temperature. I can't tell what it feels like, it's too complicated, sad, wronged, panic, fear, and the peace of mind that sinks at the bottom.

The complicated emotions mixed together, stirred and stirred, turning into cool tears, forming an unconscious sleepwalk on his cheeks, and finally fell into the quilt.

Zhou Ziheng, who was in a dream, felt the person in his arms move, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?" His arms tightened, and he blindly kissed him with his eyes closed. After several kisses, he suddenly frowned, opened his eyes eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Zhou Ziheng panicked, "Did you have a nightmare?" He patted Xia Xiqing's back repeatedly.

Shaking his head, Xia Xiqing slipped into Zhou Ziheng's warm embrace, "It's not a nightmare."

A sweet dream with the scent of grass and crumbs of stars.

His chest was tightly pressed against Zhou Ziheng's chest, and the two hearts were closely and seamlessly joined together.

"fortunately."

Zhou Ziheng didn't quite understand. He reached into his clothes, gently rubbed his sweaty skin with his fingertips, hugged him and kissed the slightly protruding cartilage on his ears, "Fortunately what?"

Luckily I persevered.

Fortunately, you came to my rescue, even though you were a little late.

But you are still here.

Xia Xiqing, who was nestled on his shoulder, suddenly said sullenly, "Can you make up for my birthday present?"

Zhou Ziheng touched his back, "What birthday present?"

"Birthday gift for the first twenty-five years," Xia Xiqing stretched his cold feet to Zhou Ziheng's calf, "twenty-five, give me whatever you want, small flowers and grasses are fine."

Zhou Ziheng laughed, as if amused by Xia Xiqing, and kissed his red lips several times after waking up, "Okay."

Xia Xiqing let go of his hand and looked at Zhou Ziheng from a little distance, "Why don't you ask me why?"

Zhou Ziheng smiled, "Do you still need to ask?" He pecked Xia Xiqing's lips, "I will make it up to you."

Xia Xiqing froze for a moment, thinking he was still dreaming. He reached out and pinched Zhou Ziheng's arm, and heard him gasp, "It hurts."

Not a dream.

He suddenly felt aggrieved and put his arms around his neck before he wanted to cry.

"Who made you come so late."

"Yes, it's all on me, I got lost halfway." Zhou Ziheng stroked the back of his neck.

"Thank you for waiting for me."