Chapter 57: CH 57

Pei Xu froze for a moment, looking down at the down jacket Di Xingchen was wearing.

"When did he deliver it?"

He remembers that Di Xingchen was wearing this down jacket when they met.

Di Xingchen said, "Didn't you go to my house over the weekend? Not long after you left, I came back from dropping you off, and there was Brother Huo sitting in my living room."

He then told Pei Xu about the clothes he had bought with Huo Cheng, and how Huo Cheng had given him the down jacket.

Pei Xu thinks he is wrong.

He had always thought that Huo Cheng was a sober man, unlike Yan Zhi, but now he was very wrong.

One by one, they are underestimated.

"I said how this dress doesn't fit you very well." Pei Xu says.

Probably because he thought it was a bit of an open-minded remark, Pei Xu added: "It's an expensive dress, not the same as a hat."

"Yeah, it's expensive and I'm still trying to figure out how to return one of his things and I don't know what to get him yet."

Pei Xu gave a "hmm" and said, "I'll help you think about it."

"Yeah."

"The hat I gave you is not worth anything." Pei Xu added, "There would be no need to return it. You're not giving me a seashell."

Di Xingchen says: "I can't even hold the shells anymore."

"Actually we are eight, all nice people, we all give things out of kindness, maybe our financial situation is different, they don't think about the price when they give things away, and you don't have to when you return them, I just think the shells are very heartfelt, I like them." Di Xingchen nodded and said, "I know."

He said with a slight smile, looked at Pei Xu and said, "Everyone is a very nice person."

"Well," says Pei Xu, "it's all good."

But being good is good, being a love interest is not.

Think of the enemy, the enemy arrives.

They both suddenly became aware of someone walking head-on towards them.

It's Yan Zhi.

Di Xingchen immediately waved a hand at Yan Zhi.

The smile on Pei Xu's face faded and he tucked his hands into his trouser pockets.

Yan Zhi shouted from a distance, "What took you so long to get out."

Spoken as if they were out to pick up their daughter-in-law.

"We're going to see Brother Duan." Di Xingchen said, "Let's go together."

Yan Zhi walks up to him and takes a look at Pei Xu. He didn't have his glasses on and his eyebrows looked unfamiliar. He must have just had a shower, his hair is fluffy, and his lips are redder than usual.

This love interest is really very delicate looking.

" Brother Huo, have they gone back?" Yan Zhi asked.

Di Xingchen gave a "hmm".

Yan Zhi took Di Xingchen's gloves out of his pocket: "I see you forgot to put them on. Better put them on, it's too cold here."

Yan Zhi does not see Pei Xu as a rival, and is therefore unrestrained in front of him.

He felt that Pei Xu should not even care.

Pei Xu turns his gaze into the distance.

One more look at him is distracting.

Yan Zhi looked at Pei Xu for a moment, but when he looked away, he thought to himself, "Pei Xu is not a bad guy, he knows how to give them space.

When they arrived in Room 2, Lin Qingning was washing his feet and stood up as soon as he saw them enter.

They are also a large bed, with Duan Yihua lying on one side wrapped in a quilt with only a little hair showing.

"Are you asleep?" Di Xingchen asked Lin Qingning in a soft voice.

Who knew that just as he finished speaking, he would see Duan Yihua turn his head.

When he saw Di Xingchen and the others, Duan Yihua immediately sat up.

"Don't you get up," Di Xingchen said busily, "we've come to see you."

Duan Yihua lay back against the pillows, his face haggard and his voice hoarse, and said, "I'm better."

"No fever, right?" Yan Zhi asked.

Duan Yihua coughed and said, "No fever, just a little cough, I'm better now."

"It's too cold over here." Yan Zhi said.

"It's quite warm in your house." Di Xingchen said.

Lin Qingning said, "The house burned with fire walls."

Di Xingchen touched one of the walls next to his and it was really hot.

Similar to a heater.

"It's better than that fire bed in Room 3. Pei Xu and Hu Ying won't know if they'll turn into grilled fish tonight." Di Xingchen says with a smile.

Duan Yihua leans back on his pillow, quietly watching Di Xingchen and laughing along with him.

His heart is extraordinarily sad and soft, perhaps because of his illness, and seeing Di Xingchen's smiling face warms his heart.

Di Xingchen breathes new life into the frail man. His youth and vibrancy made him envious and his heart fluttered.

It is true that feelings cannot be suppressed and the more they are suppressed the more rebellious they become.

"Let Brother Duan rest early." Yan Zhi said, "It's getting late too."

Lin Qingning put on his thick cotton socks, looked over at Pei Xu and said, "I've heard that the fire bed is not for everyone, so you must be careful when you sleep at night, it's not too hot."

Pei Xu gave a "hmm".

Di Xingchen then glanced towards Lin Qingning.

He suddenly felt that Lin Qingning seemed to care about Pei Xu and was always looking for things to say to him.

To his surprise, Yan Zhi also noticed this and when he came out he said to Pei Xu, "Qingning seems to have been very concerned about you."

Pei Xu is such a meticulous person, how could he not know that Lin Qingning likes him? But Yan Zhi suddenly said this in front of Di Xingchen at this time, and Pei Xu was quite suspicious of his intentions.

Di Xingchen added: "I think so too."

Pei Xu didn't say anything.

Both Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen had the good sense not to continue the conversation.

After exiting Room 2, they parted ways with Pei Xu.

One towards the outside and one towards the viewpoint.

When Di Xingchen looked back, he saw that Pei Xu was still standing in the same place.

Pei Xu watches Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen's figures walk away. In the darkness of the night, the same song is faintly heard, the same one they heard when they left the hot pot restaurant, played over and over again, I don't know how many times.

In the biting cold wind, the cold moon, the cold snow and the cold night, the song is so warm, singing that

[Promise of sincerity, promise of peace, promise of always having a lookout.

There are a thousand kinds of love in the world, but only true love is insurmountable.]

He tilted his head to look at the starry sky overhead.

Di Xingchen is a wonderful name, one that you won't forget when you hear it.

Those of them, whoever they are, will look up at the stars later and think of him, I think.

This is cruel.

Pei Xu has a clear eye and refuses to be the person who looks up and sees the stars and regrets the loss.

Pei Xu returns to Room 3, where Hu Ying is soaking his feet.

Seriously, with Di Xingchen and the others gone, it was a bit awkward with just him and Pei Xu left.

After all, they are a red and blue match.

It's better than being a single person in the same room, but it's more or less awkward.

He intends to sleep in a jumper and long trousers, leaning over as far as possible without touching Pei Xu.

But soon he was at ease.

Because Pei Xu has completely disabused him of that strange sentiment of the red and blue guests being alone.

Pei Xu's entire being became very light and looked at him without averting his eyes.

He felt he was like a wooden man to Pei Xu.

Undeterred, he asked as he got into bed, "Would you feel awkward, sleeping with me?"

Pei Xu sat at the other end, wrapped in another quilt, looked at him matter-of-factly and said, "No."

For the first time, Hu Ying has doubts about his own charm.

Good bar.

He was lying down in his jumper when he heard Pei Xu ask, "Didn't you like Yan Zhi a lot before? Why are you so cold these days?"

Hu Ying froze for a moment and turned his head to look at Pei Xu.

The reason he froze was not because of what Pei Xu had asked.

Rather, I didn't expect Pei Xu, who is so aloof, to gossip about their relationship. He's always been an outsider, never getting involved.

If it were anyone else, he might have made a mahjong, but Pei Xu was not one to joke around. Hu Ying took one look at the camera, lowered his voice and said, "I like Di Xingchen better now."

Pei Xu was surprised to hear little response.

Hu Ying himself was vain and felt that he would look too philandering in their eyes. There were cameras next to him, and although they were not wearing mikes, the programme crew could probably pick up on them, so he would rather not talk about such a dangerous topic for the time being.

But Pei Xu suddenly said, "I think Yan Zhi likes him too."

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Hu Ying froze for a moment and asked, " Yan Zhi ?"

Pei Xu gave a "hmm".

Hu Ying was shocked: " Yan Zhi?"

Pei Xu rests his arms, his expression is cold, and the more he thinks about Di Xingchen, the colder he gets.

With a hungry wolf in front of him and a tiger at his back, he is no match for four hands.

Guo Bing They were staring at the monitor.

"Damn, Pei Xu doesn't have to make a move if he doesn't want to, but when he does, he's so tough."

"Is this an attempt to use a knife to kill someone? Sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight? Crikey this guy is so smart."

"Doesn't he always cover the camera when he sleeps? Why isn't it covered today?"

"After all, if you're sleeping with Hu Ying and the camera is on and the crew is watching, you're not alone with Hu Ying."

" Pei Xu is really ...... good dog."

Hu Ying is still in a state of shock.

He didn't really think about it, he only knew that Huo Cheng liked Di Xingchen.

Did he have a love interest?

This is the moment Yan Zhi has been waiting for.

A moment of solitude.

He was content to have time alone with Di Xingchen, and for a whole night, for that alone.

"Have you had a bath?" Di Xingchen asked.

Yan Zhi said, "It's washed."

"Is it cold?"

"It's not cold, the bathroom is warm." Yan Zhi said.

Di Xingchen then said, "Then I'm going to take a shower."

Yan Zhi nods a little.

Di Xingchen opened his suitcase and took the clothes he needed to change from inside.

"There are bath towels in the bathroom, I have them for you, they are not from the shop, don't worry use them, they are clean." Yan Zhi said.

"Good."

Di Xingchen went in to take a shower and Yan Zhi walked around the room alone, so he picked up his clothes and covered the camera.

"He's really going to cover up."

"A stark contrast to the Pei Xu of today."

"Heh, men, what little thoughts each has!"

Yan Zhi coughed lightly in his throat and went out to bring in another pot of tea. He poured a cup, took a glass of water for himself, sat down at the end of the bed, took a sip and then looked in the direction of the bathroom.

The sound of clattering water came from the bathroom.

It's Di Xingchen in the bath.

The thought thrilled his whole being so much that he lay down on his bed, covered with the covers, and rested his arms there to listen to the sound of the water.

He has to restrain himself, it's a romance roundup, they're recording a show.

He stroked his neck and gently tickled the knot of his throat with his nails.

About ten minutes later, Di Xingchen emerged from the bathroom.

When he came out Di Xingchen was still shivering and said, "It's still a bit cold."

Yan Zhi pointed to the table, "The hairdryer is there."

Di Xingchen wiped his hair and, wearing a thick bathrobe, went over and got the hairdryer. When he had finished blow-drying his hair and the heat in the bathroom had almost dissipated, he changed out of his pyjamas.

Yan Zhi saw that he never came out and asked from outside, "What are you doing?"

"I'll wash the change of clothes."

"Remember to use hot water."

"I know."

Yan Zhi went to the bathroom door and saw Di Xingchen washing his pants.

Plain white.

Sure enough, it was just as he had thought.

Yan Zhi went back to bed and waited. After another ten minutes or so, Di Xingchen came out.

"I'm so tired today." He climbed into bed and slipped under the covers.

As soon as he got under the covers, he smelt a very familiar scent.

"Are you wearing perfume?" he asked Yan Zhi. He asked Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi gave a "hmm" and said, "Just the one I gave you, it's a bit sweeter."

Di Xingchen caught a whiff of the blanket and said, "It smells good." Yan Zhi laughed softly, Di Xingchen's pyjamas were wide, the buttons were all buttoned up but the collar was large, showing a bit of his collarbone, and the ink blue pyjamas made his skin even whiter, looking as if it smelt like milk.

"Do you drink water?" He sat up.

Di Xingchen shook his head and said, "No more drinks."

Di Xingchen lay down, took a long breath and smiled when he saw the covered camera, "I heard you guys cover the camera when you sleep, but you don't really need to, the crew wouldn't dare mess with it."

"I don't feel safe being filmed by the camera." Yan Zhi says.

"They can pick up the sound, can't they?" Di Xingchen asked in a low voice.

"Without the mike on, they shouldn't be able to collect it."

Di Xingchen then rolled over, "You can play a song."

With that, he reached for his phone and put on a song.

He played 'The Nightingale', a Soviet style he felt was appropriate for the current setting.

Compared to Yan Zhi's nervousness, Di Xingchen was very relaxed. He was just like living in a dormitory in high school, chatting away with Yan Zhi.

"Do you think this song is old?" he asks Yan Zhi. He asks Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi said, "It's nice."

"My classmates often say that I say that listening to songs is old fashioned, and I love old songs, especially the old ones that are new and reworked and covered."

Yan Zhi says, "I usually listen to more European and American songs."

"I know the style of music you like." Di Xingchen says with a smile, "It's very combustible and explosive."

"You know what songs I like?" Yan Zhi was flattered and grinned widely, "Where did you see that?"

"Heard from your fans."

"The average person would find it rather loud, I don't," Yan Zhi says, "I like heavy metal."

Di Xingchen says: "So you're hiding a beast underneath this gentle exterior."

Contrast Longma Attack!

Yan Zhi smiled and looked at him with a sly gaze and said, "Yes, I'm a very contrasting person, so I'll show you later, so don't scare you."

Di Xingchen smiled and said, "OK, I'll see how big it really is."

Yan Zhi's heart suddenly felt the urge to peel herself open for Di Xingchen to see.

He sat up and stripped off his clothes, down to a t-shirt and shorts, lifted the covers and lay down in them.

Di Xingchen couldn't resist looking at it.

It's not really his fault, as Yan Zhi's persona is that of a tightly wrapped ascetic, and he has to say that hunger marketing works well in all walks of life. Yan Zhi has two arms and two legs, just like him, and is no different from any other man, but it's hard not to look twice at Yan Zhi when he's undressed.

To his surprise, he found Yan Zhi to be a bit of a belly-rattler.

It was so at odds with his gentle, handsome appearance and somehow fit his persona.

At that moment, Di Xingchen thought to herself, "Hu Ying should like it, right?

Yan Zhi lies under the covers and turns over to face Di Xingchen.

He was actually very nervous and excited.

Nothing really happened, it was just a matter of taking off my clothes in front of Di Xingchen, but that little thing stirred up a lot of imagination.

Love a person, really slightly ambiguous a little, the heartbeat can pop out. The internet says that many people can hold hands for the first time, all the way through, which turns out to be true.

Di Xingchen was the first to laugh and said, "You know how many people on the internet want to see you without your clothes on."

Yan Zhi said, "I know."

Di Xingchen said, "Do you want to go to the hot spring pool tomorrow to take a dip? I have a feeling your fans will go crazy."

Yan Zhi said, "There are cameras, no go."

He actually wanted to go, along with Di Xingchen.

After all, it's really a waste for the show to offer them such an opportunity and not use it.

But there were cameras there and he knew what footage the programme crew wanted to capture.

But he didn't want to show it to anyone else. More than that, he didn't want to show it to thousands of internet users.

He showed it to Di Xingchen alone.

For him alone ......

The thought suddenly turned his whole being on, inexplicably and very strongly. He was such an odd man to die for, he was obviously violent as hell, but it was this extreme devotion and male virtue that would turn him on extremely.

Give it all to him, give it all to him, give it only to him, and so on and so forth.

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