Deep in the Act - Chapter 31

[Chapter 31]

The steam was steaming, making his eyes a little rusty, Zhang Zhun blinked, and accidentally met Zhen Xin’s gaze across the table, the kind of fanatical gaze that wanted to swallow him up.

He turned his eyes away and looked down at the steaming hot pot. The spicy side of the mandarin duck had already boiled, while the clear soup was still burning lukewarm.

There are two pots of soup, one red and one white, like him and Zhen Xin. On the surface, it looks like they have opened up, but he is still bored. In fact, he knows that he is the one that boils with oil, and Zhen Xin is the one who is ignorant.

In today’s scene, he and Zhen Xin stayed in the bathroom, staring at each other for a long time, neither of them said a word, it was Zhen Xin who walked towards him first, trying to touch his eyes: “You…were crying last night?”

Zhang Zhunyi Put open his hand, don’t look away.

Zhen Xin couldn’t touch his face, so she snaked down along the curve of her jaw, wrapping her arms around Bu Ying’s neck, Zhang Zhun acquiesced, and her hand stroked the sunken collarbone fossa, and then the flat chest , until the warm belly.

Zhen Xin grabbed his belt buckle like a ghost, and pulled him in front of him. Zhang Zhun believed that it must be his own illusion, he actually felt that Zhen Xin was about to kneel like that.

“You’re crazy!” He pushed him away hard.

Zhen Xin bumped into the shower with her back, the metal nozzle bent and fell, and with a clang, it hit the tile floor headfirst.

He crouched on his neck and didn’t move for a long time, Zhang Zhun suddenly doubted his judgment again, and took a step to help him, but Zhen Xin suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed his shirt collar, her big wet eyes sparkled Staring: “I’m not afraid!”

Of course Zhang Zhun knew what he was referring to, those dangerous people tempted each other, those dark people lingering to death, those seemingly blank eyes, he pulled his hand away forcefully: “I’m afraid !”

Zhen Xin seemed to have been wronged by something, and stood up angrily, but Zhang Zhun didn’t let him speak, pointing to the temporary prop door in the bathroom: “This is fake, we are filming!” It can be seen that he is very angry. Afraid, afraid to sink in, afraid to be discovered: “The director, the camera, and your girlfriend are all outside!”

Zhen Xin seemed to be unable to bear it, and her slender eyelids became more and more wet: “Dry!” He bit his lip aggrievedly: “Dry!”

When his mind cleared up, he realized his recklessness, his audacity just now, and what he did to Zhang Zhun made him feel so distressed that he was about to explode. He had never experienced this kind of pain before, as if he had grown up with another life. It was cut together with a knife, and there were two bloody wounds.

Tears trickled down his cheekbones, he wiped them away, and looked at the liquid strangely. He never cried. When he realized what it was, he was ashamed and angrily afraid to look at Zhang Zhun, and cursed in Mandarin: “Fuck!”

Zhang Zhun didn’t expect him to cry, his heart felt like a blade was buried, throbbing tight and tight: “Zhen… Xin?” He held him and gently wiped the tears on his face , Zhen Xin hid like a child, hid and hid, and was hugged into Zhang Zhun’s arms tightly.

He is taller than Zhang Zhun, his neck is folded on Zhang Zhun’s shoulders, and his whole face is hidden in the crook of his neck. His tears are silent, and it is the first time he releases them in front of someone other than his parents: “I am… Totally!”

“No,” Zhang Zhun slowly followed his back like a brother, like a mother: “You’re just messed up, this drama messed us up.” He persuaded him, as if he was also trying to persuade him. Own.

“I can’t bear it anymore,” Zhen Xin indulged in his own fear while enjoying his tenderness. He didn’t know how he would fall to this point in this relationship where he “chooses first” everything, like The wild dog with only its belly showing, is so fragile that he is pitiful: “I just want to be with you!”

I want to be with you.

These words were like a wedge, deeply wedged into Zhang Zhun’s heart, “I want to be with you”, things that men and women can understand with just a smile and a look, but they struggled hard and struggled hoarsely: ” What do you mean ‘do you want to be with me’?”

“It’s just…” Zhen Xin searched her mind, but couldn’t come out: “I don’t know.”

“Go to bed? Have sex?” Zhang Zhun rubbed his hair, as if desperate, Indulgently said: “Tonight.”

“No,” Zhen Xin denied, “I want more and get more.”

Zhang Zhun closed his eyes and let out a long sigh from the depths of his chest: “You Too greedy…”

“Mr. Zhang, where are you from?” Feng Yunting interrupted his thoughts, sweet, like a half-melted candy, sitting next to Zhen Xin, leaning her head on his arm.

The clear soup pot has been boiled, and there are lively bubbles, wolfberry, cinnamon and ginger slices are tumbling in the milky white soup: “I am from Sichuan,” Zhang Zhun smiled slightly: “I like spicy.”

He said, holding up his chopsticks , putting mutton and beef into the spicy soup, Zhen Xin looked at him through the heat, even with hot eyes, Feng Yunting had to order the food by herself: “It’s a pity that neither Zhen Xin nor I can eat spicy food,” she pouted, very With a look of regret, he put the spinach and chrysanthemum into the clear soup: “But it’s better to eat together.”

As if the words were unintentional, and there seemed to be something in the words, Zhang Zhun gently stirred the oil dish: “How long have you been together… ”

It’s been a long time,” Feng Yunting asked Zhen Xin in a radiant spirit, “It’s almost a year.

” Zhun: “Each of them has a job, and we don’t see each other once a month.”

“That’s why it’s not easy,” Feng Yunting put the boiled tofu into her mouth: “I almost think it’s true love!”

True love.

Zhen Xin and Zhang Zhun looked at each other, neither of them spoke, Zhang Zhun moved his eyes first, Zhen Xin seemed a little anxious, hooked his feet under the table, and rubbed his protruding ankle back and forth.

Zhang Zhun blushed, maybe it was hot, and he couldn’t raise his head to face Feng Yunting: “It’s fine,” he murmured, “You are fine.”

“Mr. Zhang, how about you?” She asked suddenly.

Zhang Zhun stopped holding the chopsticks: “I…” He didn’t want to say: “I’m getting married soon, let’s finish filming this movie.”

Feng Yunting’s eyes widened: “Congratulations!” She patted playfully He slapped his hands: “You must invite us when the time comes.”

In comparison, Zhen Xin barely reacted, his face that was warmed by the steam turned cold, like a child who has fallen out of favor, when a call came in, he saw it was Chen Zhengsen, wiped his hands and answered it: “It’s time to eat, “The tone was very aggressive: “If you are free, you say.” He stood up and left the private room with a bad face.

Without being rubbed by him, Zhang Zhun felt a little cold on the back of his feet. Without one person, the atmosphere immediately fell. He asked Feng Yunting without words: “Why do you have time to visit the class? The schedule is empty?”

“Mr. Zhang,” She didn’t answer his words, and her expression seemed to be a little different: “Why are you holding his hand?” She turned off the power of the hot pot with a “slap”: “Last night.”

Zhang Zhun was stunned, his mind went blank, and she said sharply Ask: “If I didn’t come, what do you want to do?”

She used “you” instead of “you”, she blamed nakedly, Zhang Zhun felt ashamed and panicked at the same time, he had never been so urgent as now I hope Zhen Xin will come back.

“Two pots of soup, you have one and I have the other,” she tapped the edge of the pot unhurriedly with her chopsticks: “I don’t care what happens to your pot, don’t touch mine, let alone,” she arrogantly picked up her long Fa: “What kind of ‘pot’ are you?”

Zhang Zhun felt that the blood in his body was frozen, and the crackling red oil couldn’t melt him. He wanted to explain and refute, but he couldn’t find a voice, let alone At the position where he spoke, cold sweat leaked from his back, and he was speechless.

“Okay, okay, I got it,” the door opened, and Zhen Xin came in on the phone. As soon as he entered the door, he found that the atmosphere was not right. Feng Yunting still had that delicate and fake look. Zhang Guidance’s face was pale, and he realized that something was wrong: “OK Let’s go back and talk about it.”

“Why did the fire go out?” He opened the stool and sat down, and said this to Feng Yunting, a bit like an interrogation.

“I’m afraid you won’t burn it up anymore,” she answered very naturally, turned on the power with one hand, and touched his thigh under the table with the other: “I’ll turn it on when you come back.”

Zhen Xin was not polite, and pushed her hand away , Zhang Zhun wanted to stand up: “Eat slowly, I have something to do…”

Zhen Xin held his hand: “Eat a little more.” Zhang Zhun didn’t dare to twitch that hand, and if he twitched, he wanted to hide it. Zhen Xin pulled him beggingly: “Eat a little more.”

Zhang Zhun suddenly hated him very much, wishing he could The hatred of hugging him made his eyes flushed, and he sat down with his head drooped, not daring to look at Feng Yunting.

Soon, the two pots of soup boiled again, one pot of red and one pot of white, the Chu River and the Han Dynasty were as insurmountable, Zhang Zhun ate his pot alone, and the chopsticks on the other side were paired, without warning, Zhen Xin stretched out the chopsticks , pick up the vermicelli in his pot.

Feng Yunting

saw it, and hurriedly pulled his hand: “Honey, you’re going to ruin your stomach!”

Zhen Xin pushed her away: “I am willing to have my own stomach.”

Zhang Zhun knew who he was showing it to, and he was about to lose control of his tears, so he picked up his coat and ran away.

He didn’t take two steps out of the hotel when the phone rang. He felt that Zhen Xin was going to torment him crazy, so he didn’t even look at it and picked it up: “What the hell are you calling? You’ll have to chase it out!

” He slowed down unconsciously, and when he wanted to take a look at the number of the caller, the other end said: “It’s me.”

A gentle voice, as if he hadn’t heard it for a long time, since the outrageous sex scene last time—— Xie Danyi.

This time it was Zhang Zhun’s turn to be silent and at a loss what to do, Xie Danyi asked: “A person?”

Somewhat in a daze, he called her name softly: “Danyi…” Swallowing, he said honestly: “I was originally with you. …friends together.” On

the long street at night, there are bright neon lights of high-rise buildings in the distance, dimly lit stalls nearby, and dirty oil flowing down the sewer at the feet, walking along this small street Walking slowly, he seemed to be talking to himself: “Are you okay?”

“Not too good.” She said flatly.

Pausing for a moment, “I’m sorry…” He apologized, as if something was churning vigorously in his stomach and intestines, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

The other end also paused for a moment: “The friend you mentioned… is Zhen Xin?”

“He…” Zhang Zhun didn’t lie to her, and he didn’t want to lie to her: “My girlfriend is here, let’s have a meal together…” He felt that he must be crazy to tell her this, but he couldn’t stop: “It’s too bad…”

Intermittent sighs came from the receiver, Xie Danyi’s voice was suddenly far away, and she couldn’t hear clearly: “It’s okay, don’t think about it, just let it be.” There was no resentment or emotion in those words , like a purely caring friend, made Zhang Zhun vulnerable, and he suddenly missed her smell, her arms, and the little flowers she arranged in the room.

“By the way, it’s getting colder over there. I’ve sent you thick socks. Don’t forget to ask Xiao Deng to get them.” Her words came closer again, warmly: “Pay attention to the old wounds on your body.” ”

Zhang Zhun obediently replied: “Okay.”

“I’ve been busy recently, so I may not be in touch often.”

“Okay.”

“Are you coming back?” She asked suddenly.

Zhang Zhun froze for a moment, she seemed to muster up her courage: “The filming of this movie is over,” her voice trembling slightly: “Will you come back?”

“I…” Zhang Zhun really wanted to give her an affirmative answer, but After

all, she didn’t say it: “I don’t know.”

Xie Danyi accepted it calmly: “That’s good.” Sounding a bit reluctant, she said: “Contact me again.”

Zhang Zhun was about to hang up, she hurriedly added: “I’ll wait for you , I mean… If you want to come back, I will wait for you at home.”

“Okay.” Zhang Zhun didn’t know what kind of mood he agreed to, he put away the phone, and walked forward in a daze, walking and walking , felt as if someone was following behind, turned his head suddenly, and there was a bright red spark about ten meters behind him.

“I chased it out,” the tall man, with curly hair covering his eyes, smelled of HUGO’s perfume: “You answer the phone, and I will follow behind, like a stray dog.” Sparks fell straight to the ground and went out quickly: “Four hundred Seventy-two steps.”

Zhang Zhun strode towards him, so reckless, so impulsive, he stopped abruptly when he got in front of him, it was dark, there were few people passing by, but he didn’t even dare to move a finger, dare not hug, dare not touch.

Zhen Xin stared at him from a very close distance, and could only trace his eyebrows and eyes with the weak kerosene lamp from the cold noodle stall. The cheap light made people shine, and he couldn’t help but push him, but Zhang Zhun didn’t resist. He pushed him again, all the way into the dark alley that sided the street.

Everything is so natural, or what they are looking for, stepping on broken plastic or rotten leaves, Zhen Xin pressed Zhang Zhun against the dilapidated brick wall of the old alley, her nose was filled with the spicy smell of onion and garlic , their lips seemed to have spirits and spirits, and they sucked together in one place, crazily lingering like there is no tomorrow.

Zhang Zhun seemed to have heard the sound of the wind, the train passed by so loudly, and in the howling wind, Zhen Xin’s words were broken into pieces: “I broke up with her, broke up with her…”

He repeated like a mantra , Zhang Zhun embraced him even more passionately, and was crushed by his brute force. At this moment, they were willing to love and tolerate each other with all their hearts, even if they sacrificed themselves.

“You know what Chen Zhengsen said?” Zhen Xin took Zhang Zhun’s finger that was powerlessly resting on his lips.

“He said we were finished.”

“He said I was childish like a fool!”