Chapter 11: CH 11

Jiang Zhao was startled the moment he was grasped by his wrist, but because of the camera that was recording all the time and other people present, he couldn’t directly fight Xiao Siye.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Jiang Zhao shook off Xiao Siye’s hand: “What are you doing?”

Xiao Siye didn’t look at him either: “Wait.”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

Jiang Zhao: “Why should I listen to…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Xiao Siye crouched down, took out a medical bag from the suitcase, and took out alcohol, iodophor, gauze, and cotton swabs one by one…

Jiang Zhao watched it for a while, and finally realized something.

The dog is… planning to give him medicine?

The next action really confirmed his guess. Jiang Zhao looked at him dumbfounded. Xiao Siye picked up his things and sat at the square table in the bedroom. He patted the seat next to him: “Come and sit.”

Jiang Zhao: “Do you have a fever today?”

Xiao Siye: “Do you want it to leave a scar?”

Jiang Zhao’s expression froze, and sure enough, he hesitated because of these words.

If he really left a mark on his finger because of something like this, wouldn’t he think of Xiao Siye every time he saw the scar on his hand in the future?

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. He simply sat down on the bench and stretched out his hand like it was a heroic death.

Xiao Siye pulled his wrist and gently pulled away the bloody tissue.

Jiang Zhao’s wound looked scary, but it wasn’t serious. It had already begun to clot. Xiao Siye picked up the cotton swab dipped in alcohol and helped him clean the blood around the wound bit by bit.

The cotton swab rubs the skin, and the alcohol contacts the wound, causing a strong sting. And the dull pain from the previous injury finally came, ten fingers connected to the heart, Jiang Zhao wanted to breathe in the pain, and it took a lot of perseverance to hold back.

In order not to speak out in real pain, he began to look for words: “It’s all right. A little later the wound will be scarred.”

Xiao Siye lowered his eyes and gave him medicine silently, without saying a word.

Jiang Zhao continued: “It’s enough to finish wiping the alcohol, right? Use some force and don’t linger.”

“No, you need to use a bandage? Isn’t it a bit exaggerated?”

“…Okay, then you tie it up for me.”

He babbled for a long time by himself, but Xiao Siye didn’t respond to him at all. Jiang Zhao couldn’t help but quietly lowered his head to observe Xiao Siye’s expression and found that this man’s expression was as serious as he was presiding over a funeral.

… not really, he was still breathing.

“All right.”

It was not until Jiang Zhao’s fingers were tightly bandaged that Xiao Siye finally released him.

Jiang Zhao looked at his fingers with a complicated expression, and after a while, he sighed, “You really worked hard.”

He could probably guess why Xiao Siye did this. He just wanted to set up a tolerant and considerate character in front of the camera. He can be so attentive even when facing his opponent, and his fans will surely scream, “Brother is so gentle”, even more, no one knows that this guy is actually a bastard.

It’s a lot of tricks.

Xiao Siye packed up the alcohol bottle, then threw the used cotton swabs and gauze on the table into the trash can, and said casually, “It’s the hand that plays the piano, pay attention.”

Jiang Zhao immediately raised his head: “How do you know?”

Even Zuo Xiaoqiu didn’t know that he could play the piano, and he hadn’t touched the piano since his freshman year, so how did Xiao Siye know about it?

Xiao Siye: “In your coming-of-age ceremony, someone coaxed you to perform a song, and then you played “Playing Cotton”.”

Jiang Zhao: “…Oh.”

He remembered that it really happened.

He suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and said casually, “I haven’t practiced for a long time.”

Xiao Siye glanced at him and said nothing.

When the two returned to the yard, Jiang Han and the others had already prepared the dishes and pots.

The program team set up a long wooden table as high as a coffee table under the magnolia tree in the yard as a dining table. Although the variety of dishes they brought back was not many, they also placed more than a dozen plates, which looked extraordinarily rich. The hot pot in the middle is a whole mandarin duck pot. The clear soup is milky white and attractive, and the spicy soup is bright red and enticing.

There is a camera on the outer side of the long table, and on the inner side is the seat for eating and sitting, lined up.

Jiang Zhao originally thought that he and Xiao Siye would also be seated separately, but the three of them tacitly left the two C seats in the middle to the two of them.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Why did he start to feel a stomach ache?

“Senior,” He Jinuo looked worried when he saw him, “Is your hand okay?”

Jiang Zhao smiled: “It’s not in the way, just scratched.”

The long table is not big, a group of adults are sitting together, and there is almost no gap between each other, as long as he raises his hand, he can touch Xiao Siye next to him.

Jiang Zhao moved a little to He Jinuo on the right. He always felt that as long as he was close to Xiao Siye, there is something wrong.

Let’s just say that today, he was chased by a goose first, and then rowed with a kitchen knife. Although he couldn’t escape the influence of his own subjective factors, everything that came here had the shadow of Xiao Siye.

Fortunately, this show only needs to be recorded for three days, and Xiao Siye is only a flying guest in this episode. After three days, he can compare with the dog and disappear.

The meal was quite enjoyable. Several guests quickly became acquainted with each other in the small talk. Even He Jinuo got rid of the feeling of a little social fear, and from time to time, a few he would come up to amuse others.

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Jiang Zhao still speaks very little, but his presence will never be doubted. His face was so out of the world that even if he bowed his head to eat food without saying a word, the camera couldn’t help but move the camera to him frequently.

What’s more, there is also a Xiao Siye Emperor who has been chatting and laughing beside him.

Jiang Zhao thinks that it is not without reason that Xiao Siye can get into today’s status, just by the time he spends a meal, he has become as friendly as a family with other people, and he can see the exquisite heart of this person.

Jiang Zhao himself will never be able to do this.

Apart from his dislike of being lively by nature, he always sits alone in the corner like a lazy big cat. He has long been accustomed to standing alone in the spotlight, becoming the unique focus in everyone’s eyes.

Others can follow him, look up to him, but never get close to him.

For so many years, the only person who can make his mood fluctuate is Xiao Siye.

Although it was annoying, he was the only one who stood on the same level as him and looked at him as equal. It was an existence that could inspire Jiang Zhao’s desire to win or lose. It is also because of this that whenever he meets Xiao Siye, he will always reveal a bit of his truest character.

Jiang Zhao couldn’t help but glance at Xiao Siye.

He doesn’t know if he has been thinking about the opponent’s family in his mind, but Xiao Siye just turned his head and met his gaze.

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his head and stared at his bowl, as if nothing had happened.

Before he could settle down, a pair of chopsticks suddenly stretched out from his bowl.

He saw that Xiao Si was also holding a pair of chopsticks, and very naturally, he slipped the shrimp that Jiang Zhao had just caught into his own bowl.

Jiang Zhao: “?”

He originally thought that Xiao Siye was also going to serve him vegetables, but at this moment, the whole person was shocked.

Is this person really sick??

“Shrimp is bad,” Xiao Siye explained, “you are injured and cannot eat it.”

Jiang Zhao: “…So what?”

Xiao Si also didn’t raise his head: “So no need to thank you.”

Jiang Zhao: “…”

He smiled coldly: “Do you like eating shrimp slips?”

Two minutes later, Xiao Siye’s bowl was filled with half a bowl of shrimp slips, all covered with a thick layer of chili oil.

Jiang Zhao noticed just now that Xiao Siye didn’t seem to eat spicy food very much, and he hardly stretched his chopsticks into the hot pot.

He slipped the shrimp in the spicy pot and put down the public chopsticks: “you’re welcome.”

Xiao Siye: “…”

What a day of peace and friendship.

In the room on the other side, Xu Qingqing was lying on the bed alone, pretending to cover her stomach with one hand, while her eyes kept looking out of the door absentmindedly.

However, she waited and waited but still, nobody come into the room to find her.

Xu Qingqing couldn’t help but feel resentment in her heart, what happened to these people? Do you understand the world, why is there no one to coax her?

As a matter of fact, Xu Qingqing is not much of an actress. She has made her debut for a few years, and the only thing she can do is a water flow idol drama. But they couldn’t bear her sweet mouth and coaxing, and the gold owners around her were all coaxed into confusion by her, and good resources were brought to her for her to pick.

After a long time, Xu Qingqing also developed the habit of being held by others. It was a common thing to show her temper when filming, and even the assistants around her would be replaced directly if they didn’t agree with her.

She had been sitting on that ethereal cloud for a long time, but at this moment she was suddenly left out as if she had fallen from the sky, and naturally, she couldn’t bear it.

She actually knew that she was dodder that could not survive without anyone relying on her.

Since that’s the case, why doesn’t she find someone else?

As soon as this thought appeared, Xu Qingqing suddenly became enlightened.

For a while, her stomach didn’t hurt anymore, she didn’t lose her temper, and the unhappiness just now disappeared. She took the initiative to walk out of the room, came to the yard to greet everyone, and joined the hot pot with a sweet smile, as if she had never been angry at all.

Others couldn’t say anything to her, and the meal was finished in such a harmonious and awkward manner.

After the meal, Xu Qingqing also took the initiative to help wash the dishes, changing her pretentious appearance. Jiang Zhao noticed this, but he had an inexplicable ominous feeling in his heart.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Twelve o’clock that night.

After 12 o’clock, it’s time for the shooting. At this time, the guests can also take back their mobile phones and deal with the necessary information.

Jiang Zhao was standing outside the gate of the small courtyard. He was chatting with Zuo Xiaoqiu about his work, when a delicate voice suddenly came from beside him: “Brother Jiang—”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

His right arm was suddenly hugged, and he saw Xu Qingqing wearing a low-cut short skirt. He didn’t know when she got close to him.

Jiang Zhao’s pupils trembled: “What are you doing?”

He immediately wanted to pull out his hand, but who knew that Xu Qingqing had more strength than he imagined, and he couldn’t break free all of a sudden, and Xu Qingqing was still expressing emotionally: “Brother Jiang, do you dislike me? But I really liked you for a long time…”

Before Jiang Zhao could speak, a cough suddenly came from behind him.

He and Xu Qingqing turned their heads in unison and saw a tall figure standing with arms folded at the entrance of the small courtyard. The owner of those amber eyes was looking at them both meaningfully and raised his eyebrows:

“Maybe… I came at the wrong time?”

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