Behind every adult, there is a child who has stopped growing under the sealed time.

The twisted and cruel childhood was boiled into an immune needle under the tempering of time, and it quietly pierced into Xia Xiqing's skin and injected into his blood, making him lose his sense of love and confidence from his bones.

Humans are not collections of organisms, but collections of experiences.

Zhou Ziheng hugged Xia Xiqing and kissed him gently.

"With me here, this door will not be closed again in the future." His hand gently patted Xia Xiqing's back and rubbed his slightly raised spine.

He didn't want to evaluate everything Xia Xiqing's parents did. Those were meaningless. He just wanted to accompany Xia Xiqing and let him live more in the love he wanted to live the free life he wanted.

Let him understand that he has always been worthy of being loved.

Xia Xiqing's hands were hanging loosely on Zhou Ziheng's waist. After saying the past, he seemed to be hollowed out. He had no strength anymore. Even his heart was struggling to death, and he was slowly beating in his empty chest.

Zhou Ziheng tentatively touched the wound that he never dared to touch. When he saw it for the first time, Xia Xiqing was still completely unconscious, but this time he was awake. He picked up Xia Xiqing, placed it on the small bed, bent down and kissed the terrible scar.

The two of them were curled up on the small bed, and Zhou Ziheng hugged him tightly in his arms and leaned against each other, just like two drifters relying on each other on a small boat, who would fall into the vast ocean if they were not careful.

Zhou Ziheng's eyes were so gentle that Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he was a very despicable person, as if he was using this painful experience to deceive Zhou Ziheng's sympathy.

Even though he knew that he was extremely kind, even though he knew that he liked him, he still had to say these things that made him sad and distressed him, and then gave back to himself ten times and a hundred times. This approach is really too cunning.

But Xia Xiqing had no other way. The experience might be hidden, and the blood and genes flowing in his bones would not. What he feared most was that he would be more and more like his mother as he lived. He had heard many similar words from rumors and stories, and you and your romantic father were simply carved out of the same mold.

They are all the way.

But only Xia Xiqing knew that what he really looked like was his mother. She was gloomy and conceited, and used all means to maintain her superficial nobleness, tearing apart her beautiful skin, and was filled with pus, blood and residue.

"I don't want to be her."

After being silent for a long time, Xia Xiqing suddenly said something, which surprised Zhou Ziheng, but he was surprised for less than a second, and soon understood who Xia Xiqing was talking about.

"You don't know, you are different from her, you are kind and strong, and..." Zhou Ziheng grabbed his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently, "You have me here."

Xia Xiqing looked up at him, but there was still an indescribable depression in his eyes.

"We are people from two worlds." Xia Xiqing's avoidance of love once again played a role. "You are very good, the best person I have ever met, but I am just the opposite. We stand on the other hand in any aspect."

He seemed to be afraid of Zhou Ziheng's rebuttal and rushed to continue to explain, "In fact, the cruelest thing is not false love. The cruelest thing is that when you fall in love with someone, that moment is true. You did fall in love with him, and he also loves you in a real way, but..." He suddenly swallowed even more. Xia Xiqing found it ridiculous. He just thought that it was really unbearable at that time. This was really not like him.

"But what?"

He took a deep breath, "But, the feelings will be exhausted one day, and you will no longer love you." He looked at Zhou Ziheng, with emotions dodging in his eyes, "That moment was also true."

Zhou Ziheng finally understood why Xia Xiqing resisted establishing an intimate relationship with others.

"So," he touched Xia Xiqing's ears, with a deep tone, "You reject me, not because you don't like me, but because you are afraid of the last moment."

After he suddenly pulled the cocoon and grasped the center of gravity, Xia Xiqing's heart jumped heavily, as if it was hitting into his chest. Zhou Ziheng always had his own set of logic. No matter what he said, he could always grasp the key point.

But Xia Xiqing didn't want to express this, "What I want to say is that you fall in love with me because of a temporary hormone surge, but this kind of emotion will definitely cool down after it boils, and it will hurt yourself at that time."

Zhou Ziheng's eyes were still firm, "Why are you so sure that you will cool down?"

"Because we are two completely opposite people." Xia Xiqing's tone became hard, like a temporary thorn. "Things that are completely opposite are gathered together, and there is no good result."

Zhou Ziheng suddenly laughed and let go of Xia Xiqing's hand. Xia Xiqing frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm happy. I thought of a very scientific example to support my point of view," he shrank down and lie opposite him, coughing twice and clearing his throat. "You said we are completely the opposite, so I'll assume that this is true first."

"Science and Engineering Man." Xia Xiqing glanced at him. Zhou Ziheng stretched out his index finger and pressed it on his lips, then smiled, "Do you know, I suddenly remembered when we recorded the show for the second time, you still remember the love poem about the Big Bang."

"According to that theory, after one trillionth of a second of the explosion, there were particles, electrons, quarks, and anti-electron anti-quarks in the universe. In short, it was positive and negative particles." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Xia Xiqing looked at him and smiled, and involuntarily stretched out his index finger, trying to poke the corner of his raised mouth.

But Zhou Ziheng avoided it.

The extended fingertips stayed in the air, and Zhou Ziheng also stretched out his index finger, poked Xia Xiqing's fingertips, smiled, and his eyes were bright.

"In the chaotic universe, positive particles and antiparticles meet, collide, and annihilate into photons."

After saying that, he just touched his fingertips in his palm.

Xia Xiqing finally believed in the words of "Ten Fingers Connecting Hearts". His heartbeat seemed to be shifted to his fingertips, and it was beating violently in his warm palms.

"Under the high temperature of the universe, photons continue to produce positive and negative particles, like chain reactions, they constantly encounter each other and annihilate. There is a mystery here that scientists have not yet solved. Why are there only positive matter left in the end? No one knows, we only know that the survival rate of these particles is one in billion." He let go of his hand, and the moment his fingers opened, the little rose of his ring finger appeared faintly.

"Then, the temperature of the universe dropped repeatedly, so low that those electrons were attracted by the nucleus and became atoms. Countless atoms became stars under the pull of gravity. Some of the stars exploded, and some stayed, such as..." He took out an orange lollipop from his pocket, "The sun, a small star born in a small corner of the universe." He peeled off the candy paper of the "sun" and stuffed it into Xia Xiqing's hand.

"In another billion years, this little star will attract other heavy matter and gases to form planets." He took out another blueberry-flavored candy and held it in his hand, "such as the Earth."

He grabbed the blueberry candy and surrounded the "little sun" held in Xia Xiqing's hand like a small plane. "After a long time, a rare liquid water appeared on this asteroid, and slowly, life forms appeared. Finally, you and me appeared."

Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing's eyes, which were gentler than the cosmic starlight.

"These are created by those surviving particles. Every part of you and my body, this bed, this room, the earth, the sun, the galaxy, all come from those one billionth of those. Ultimately, it comes from the encounter between positive and negative particles."

The long theory of the origin of the universe ended here, and Zhou Ziheng came over and kissed Xia Xiqing in the eyes.

"So, encountering things that are completely opposite may create miracles."

After saying that, Zhou Ziheng held Xia Xiqing's face and kissed his lips. A kiss from the dragonfly, but stole his heart at the moment of separation. Gravity could not explain the attraction.

"The argument is completed."

I can't win at all.

The so-called experience that has stirred up countless hearts over the years and the so-called invincible record have become vulnerable in front of this person. When he attempts to surrender, he finds that he has long lost his weapons.

Each of us is composed of countless surviving particles scattered in billions of people.

So my encounter with you is a miracle created by countless tiny particles, annihilation and collision.

Rare and rare.

The two of them slept like this in this small single bed for a night, and got up in a hurry before dawn in the morning and were about to return to the crew to film. When the door of the villa was locked, Xia Xiqing's heart suddenly fell heavily.

He looked up and glanced at the small balcony on the third floor. He seemed to see a little boy waving to himself with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Xiqing lowered her head and smiled, turned around and looked at Zhou Ziheng.

"I got up too early and had hallucinations."

After Song Nian finished the filming, he called Zhou Ziheng many times and sent him a lot of WeChat messages. Zhou Ziheng ignored him. He had encountered many similar situations when filming. He usually explained to the other party that he had absolutely no intention of falling in love, but Song Nian was really bothering and let him know that her team was buying hot searches and hype. Even with a kind personality like Zhou Ziheng, he would inevitably feel disgusted.

In addition, his heart is now only focused on Xia Xiqing and he can't take care of anything. His daily life is filming and liking Xia Xiqing.

[Song Nian: I know you don’t have that idea of ​​me, but no matter how I say it is all girls, you just left me and ran away from the final banquet. So many reporters come to visit the set, so I am also shameless.]

Zhou Ziheng saw the last one she sent. If it were someone else, he would have apologized, but he had no guilt towards Song Nian.

[Zhou Ziheng: Don’t pretend, those reporters were also found by your team, so I have no obligation to come forward.]

After posting this sentence, Zhou Ziheng blocked Song Nian. Ordinary celebrities would not do this, and even if they tear their faces apart, they would not cut off contact. However, Zhou Ziheng's family background made him have a natural barrier for himself to get involved in the circle, and such a thing that looks very terrifying is nothing in his eyes.

The next few days of the show were the highlights. As Gao Kun's illness became more and more serious, Zhou Ziheng spent more and more time on makeup every day. Sometimes he stayed up until the early morning and had to get up to look before dawn in the morning.

Xia Xiqing felt sorry for him and said that he was too hard, but Zhou Ziheng enjoyed it.

After finally finishing a scene at the Center for Disease Control and Prevention, Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing were sitting in the car. Xia Xiqing looked at the patients outside the car and waved goodbye to them, and suddenly felt a little sad.

In fact, when his private life was at its most chaotic, he really thought about whether he would get AIDS. He even thought that it would be nothing if he was really infected. It would be boring to live anyway. Even he himself didn't know what he was doing for. He was disgusting Xia Yunkai? Or did he simply not want to be looked down upon.

His eyes shifted from outside the car to inside the car, looking at Zhou Ziheng who was talking to the director.

Almost for a moment, Zhou Ziheng also looked at him, smiled at him, and then continued to discuss the next acting with the director as if nothing had happened.

Such a smile happened to be an answer given to him.

After living for twenty-five years, I met Zhou Ziheng.

It seems...it's not a loss.

"In fact, the country now issues free drugs, which is not that difficult for the treatment of AIDS patients." Zhou Ziheng sighed and looked down at the script in his hand. "Maybe for them, the psychological pressure is much greater than the physical torment."

"Everyone's concept of AIDS is still too old. Because they don't understand it, they have discrimination and fear. These concepts are difficult to change, but the image works can be spread." Kuncheng patted Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, "This is also one of the meanings of making movies."

Zhou Ziheng also raised his head, and Luo handed over a few cans of coffee. He took one and threw it to Xia Xiqing. Xia Xiqing took it and looked up at him.

"The heavy responsibility is on his own." He smiled and shone.

Xia Xiqing also smiled, and looked out the car window with her chin on her hands.

He used to hate idealists, and these people who were too confident always wanted to save the world and try to become an extremely important part of the world.

In fact, many so-called idealists are just critically ill patients suffering from paranoia of redemption, and most of them will eventually die from the gap that ideals and reality cannot fill.

Falling heavily.

Xia Xiqing always liked to watch the tragic scene of the demise of this ideal, until she met Zhou Ziheng.

This sparkling idealist.

He was so dazzling that just by looking at him, Xia Xiqing couldn't bear to pull him down. He hoped that he could fly freely in the vast free sky.

Looking at Zhou Ziheng's face reflected on the car window, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but smile.

If possible, he would be willing to look up to him like this.

He returned to the house they rented before, which was Jiang Tong's residence. When Gao Kun found out that there was no way out for AIDS, Jiang Tong took him in. Gao Kun ran around the CDC and the rental house every day. He spent the rest of his time doing odd jobs. Occasionally, Gao Kun was learning sign language when he had rest.

While waiting for makeup, Zhou Ziheng and Xia Xiqing spoke with the lines. The director guided the move while taking pictures of them in the rental house in the afternoon.
To be continued...