Chapter 92 Soul Companion

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

When he hugged his shoulders backwards, Xia Xiqing's beautiful leather shoes accidentally stepped on it. The red nebula explored and closed 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 wet sound of water was amplified by some sense that had failed in the dark, like a pair of invisible hands stirring up and gradually breathing violently.

"Ziheng..."

"Don't be afraid."

"Open the light." Finally, I found the gap in the wet and hot kiss, like a green escape sign in the dark. Zhou Ziheng's white sweater seemed to be able to shine in the dark night, covered with a faint light of firefly.

He longs to find light from him.

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

“…please.”

He had long given all of his own, and this little bit of pride was nothing.

"What is this..." Xia Xiqing was confused. She narrowed her eyes and saw a note on the box.

The gift I give you.——Zhao Ke.

"What is this?" Xia Xiqing turned his face and looked at Zhou Ziheng. There was still a confusion on his face that had not faded, but Zhou Ziheng dodged too obviously, "It's nothing, let's go into the room."

"Oh?" Xia Xiqing curled the corner of his mouth, and he read a word for a long time, accurately hooking Zhou Ziheng's heart. While he was stunning, Xia Xiqing hooked the lid with the tip of his leather shoes, and the things inside made him wake up suddenly.

"What's this?" Xia Xiqing rubbed the corners of his lips, squatted down lazily, and raised a black satin eye mask inside the tip of his index finger, shook it in front of Zhou Ziheng's eyes, took out a pair of handcuffs, broke it twice, and a long rope was pulled out by him.

"I don't know, I thought it was sent by the "Escape from the Heaven of Birth" prop group."

Zhou Ziheng laughed dryly and saw that there were even more outrageous special props in the box. He was really disgusted with his eyes and almost got angry to death by Zhao Ke. He finally made it so romantic, but he was all taken apart by him.

"This is all given to me by him unilaterally and does not represent my own will."

Xia Xiqing almost laughed when he heard Zhou Ziheng struggling so hard, but he still held it in his arms. He picked up the blindfold, handcuffs and ropes in the box, and swung his fingers at one end of the rope, like a hunter who was about to trap his prey. His eyebrows were raised, with frivolous eyes. Zhou Ziheng was trapped in like this, from an indecisive hunter to a prey that he wanted.

"It's your turn to beg me."

"You are really a dog." Xia Xiqing licked his lips and pinched his chin, "Whose dog is it?"

Zhou Ziheng's deep eyes stared at him, and a dark fire almost emerged.

"say!"

"……your."

Xia Xiqing smiled, "Who am I?"

"You are...master."

"So well-behaved."

"Even if it's a dog, it's always wrong to bite the owner. You have to punish it well."

“Is it comfortable?”

"Is it uncomfortable if you don't speak?"

"Do you like it?"

"Let go, Xi Qing."

"Call the master."

"Um……"

"Do you want it..."

"Think...think..."

Time ignited the flames, threw them into the sky, and then exploded clusters of fireworks, and finally fell in the calm ocean, and the spark melted into the ripples.

I don't remember how long it took, Xia Xiqing gradually regained his rationality and clarity. He felt that his soul was hit by it finally returned to this muddy body. His whole body was weak and his bones were sore. He lay on Zhou Ziheng's chest like a cub without self-care, allowing his arms to go around his shoulders and fingers to touch his sweaty hair roots.

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

"Are you tired?" Zhou Ziheng raised his neck and kissed the top of his head. He heard Xia Xi uttering in a hoarse voice. He thought it was cute and funny, but he couldn't laugh or say he was cute. This is the wrong way to pet cats upside down.

Xia Xiqing glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and found that it was almost midnight, so she took out her cell phone to read on Weibo.

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

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

Zhou Ziheng was happy, "Then ask me."

Xia Xiqing grabbed his phone back and said, "No, I just want to see it myself." He just wanted to wait until 23:59, and the waiting sense of ritual satisfyed him.

Finally, the official Weibo of the perfume brand released the names of these two perfumes on time and on time, which made Xia Xiqing feel funny. He was simply in vain.

"What are you doing? One is called nc27 and the other is called g23, which makes it look like a lipstick red number." Xia Xiqing couldn't laugh or cry. Although he understood what Zhou Ziheng meant, how could others understand it?

Who would have thought that even Xia Xiqing would not have expected that this Weibo post that opens the name of the perfume would have been these replies.

[@Hope Tianye: As a loyal audience of the "Escape Day" program, when I saw this perfume name, I had the urge to decipher the password... I was too immersed in the play...]

[@Zhishu Chongya: Isn’t Zhou Ziheng, a science and engineering man, really asking questions?]

[@ My love alpha: When I first looked at this design, I thought the name of the perfume would be related to stars or roses. After all, there are quicksand and roses. Who would have thought that the name is so hard-core hahahaha.]

[@Escape from the Heaven of Birth will never end: I think it's not that simple. It's easy for people to think of passwords with numbers and letters. To apply the fence password in the first episode, it is to divide the clear code into two columns by jumping the position. Assuming that these are the two columns, then the clear code should be ngc2237 when restored, but it doesn't seem to make sense to solve it... It may also be that my imagination is too big and I'm too deeply involved, so everyone can just take a look haha.]

[@Hengheng attacks the universe and replies @Escape from birth will never end: It's meaningful! Sisters, you are so awesome! I just checked it. ngc2237 is the name of a nebula. The shape of this nebula is the same as a rose. I also posted a picture specifically, it's super beautiful.]

[@Zhou Ziheng is an angel: My God, that picture is so beautiful, and the design of these two bottles of perfume is one of the universe and the other is a rose. Together, it is ngc2237, the rose in the universe! Oh my God, Zhou Ziheng is a romantic science and engineering man!]

[@Wo Hengchao a: Zhou Ziheng completely overturned my courtship standards because I couldn't find such a man... Or he would give up completely if he came out with a cabinet.]

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

Zhou Ziheng held his shoulders and smiled and said, "I have seen so many episodes of the show, and I have developed this sensitivity." He suddenly lowered his head, looked for something in the gap in the sofa, and finally touched it at the position where Xia Xiqing was lying.

"What are you looking for?"

Zhou Ziheng put his hand behind him and smiled. Xia Xiqing reached over and wanted to grab it, but he took it out by himself. It turned out to be a bottle of perfume. Quicksand flashed in the dark liquid, shining brightly under the light, and a small red rose in the center of the bottle.

"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 and proud, "Others are only half, you are complete and unique."

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

"You give it a try and see if you like it?"

Xia Xiqing was a little reluctant, but this feeling was like a young girl who was not very experienced in the world, hesitating. He finally pulled out the lid and sprayed a little on his wrist. The cool mist covered his head, rolling up a rose storm, but it was not the sweet smell, cold, empty, mixed with a hint of peppery spicy, and the clean white musk was stained with the feeling that had not yet dissipated in the air, and it was a little ambiguous.

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

Perhaps it is the emotional rose in the cold world.

"Do you like it?"

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

"That's great." Zhou Ziheng hugged the person in his arms contentedly. He described how beautiful it would be if he didn't appear. This time the perfume made him realize the creation outside of the performance. It turned out that designing and inventing something would give people such great pleasure. The most important thing is that Xia Xiqing liked it.

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

Gently shaking the beautiful glass bottle in his hand, the thin pieces flowed, and the small rose was like a living heart.

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

Zhou Ziheng rubbed his soft hair, his tone was full of pampering, "Okay." As he said that, he sat up, first he took the gray velvet blanket on the sofa and covered Xia Xiqing's body, picked up the controller on the ground and turned on the hologram, turned off the lights in the living room, then climbed onto the sofa and hugged Xia Xiqing. The two of them hugged in the soft and warm velvet blanket, looking at the dazzling nebula in front of them.

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

Xia Xiqing tilted his head to his shoulders, looked at the slowly flowing starlight, and his tone was uneven, "What you are talking about is a horror movie setting. Generally speaking, they will die in the next shot."

Zhou Ziheng smiled and reached out to pinch his face, "How could there be an artist who is so unromantic."

Then how could there be such a romantic science and engineering man like you? Xia Xiqing retorted in his heart.

But he didn't say it in the end, just looked at the rose in the universe. After a long time, he spoke, "Actually, I've always been curious about why you chose to study physics. From my perspective, it's hard for a person who has been involved in performing arts since he was a child to devote himself to scientific research. This seems a bit contradictory. No, I mean..."

As he spoke, Xia Xiqing suddenly overturned his words again. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Ziheng's eyes. His pupils were filled with stars, which had a kind of striking gravity. "It's not a contradiction, it's just a confusing thing. 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 am just greedy, this is my nature."

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

"But, no matter what, this choice is great," Xia Xiqing lay back in his arms. "I have thought that physicists are special and romantic since I was a child."

"Why?"

Xia Xiqing's voice was very light and a little mute, "because they care about the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Moreover, the way they care about is different from that of the poet, which is a kind of care and thinking about its essence. From this starting point alone, most people in the world have been excluded because we often only care about appearances."

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the illusory starlight, "How can you say that he is not romantic if you can really care about the direction of wind and water flow, the law of the change of sun and moon, and the origin of the universe. Not only romance, but also a broad and great romance."

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

His soul is showing his position, no, confiding.

He said, I am the same person as you.
To be continued...