The fishing beauty became popular after tearing up the script of the vase

Chapter 83

Cheng Zhi felt his eyelids twitch and didn't move.

And his own hand is still touching Song Baiyi's hand.

After discussing with Cheng Yuan just now, he felt a stuffy feeling in his heart.

The moment he saw Song Baiyi, everything disappeared immediately.

Instead, Cheng Zhi could clearly feel that the warmth of Song Baiyi's hand was continuously transmitted from his fingertips to the palm of his hand following the skin contact between the two.

Both of them looked at the bow in each other's hands quietly, without speaking.

After a while, Song Baiyi took the initiative to break the silence.

"When did you tie yourself a bow?"

Hearing Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi slowly took his hand away from Song Baiyi's.

When he took it away, he reluctantly twisted his fingers in a corner that Song Baiyi couldn't see.

Then he slowly answered Song Baiyi's question, "Before going on stage, I tied it myself."

As he said that, Cheng Zhi took the initiative to add: "It was tied for the final ending part. Does Mr. Song think the last part of me looks good?"

After Song Baiyi saw Cheng Zhi pulling his hand out of his hand, his eyes instantly sank.

But when he spoke to Cheng Zhi, his tone was still gentle.

"very nice."

"Congratulations, I think you performed very well this time."

After finishing speaking, Song Baiyi took his hand back.

Then he took out two candies from his pocket and stuffed them into Cheng Zhi's hands.

Frontier opened his mouth and explained to Cheng Zhi, "This is for you, a gift."

Cheng Zhi looked at the orange-flavored candy in a familiar package in his hand, and couldn't help but bend the corner of his eyes.

Then Cheng Zhi opened the package and threw a candy into his mouth.

The sweetness unique to oranges exploded in his mouth instantly.

Cheng Zhi narrowed his eyes, touched the palate with his tongue, and asked Song Baiyi.

"Mr. Song, if I were number one every time I performed, would I be able to eat the candy you gave me every time?"

Hearing Cheng Zhi's sudden question, Song Baiyi was taken aback.

Then he replied that Cheng knew.

"As long as you want, I can give you candy every day."

Cheng Zhi bit the candy in his mouth, then chuckled, "No, just treat this as a reward for my good performance in the future."

Song Baiyi hummed, and tried his best to bring the topic of chatting with Cheng Zhi back to the point.

"Go and change your performance clothes first, I have something to say to you later."

Although he didn't know what Song Baiyi wanted to say to him, Cheng Zhi swallowed the candy silently, and walked to the dressing room with his original clothes.

"I'll be quick, Mr. Song, just wait for me."

After seeing the back of Cheng Zhi leaving for the locker room, Song Baiyi looked down at the bow on his right hand.

The emotion in his eyes was inexplicably heavy, like a cloud of fog.

It's gray and hazy, and it can't be separated.

Cheng Zhi, who entered the dressing room with the clothes, had no idea what Song Baiyi was thinking at this moment.

Cheng Zhi followed the same operation as usual, hung up the clothes he was going to wear, and then turned around to unbutton his jacket.

He was halfway through unbuttoning when he suddenly found that the two buttons below were stuck.

The buttons were firmly on the clothes, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't unbutton them.

Cheng Zhi gritted his teeth, was about to give up unbuttoning, and wanted to pull the shirt up from his head and take it off.

After a few pulls, Cheng Zhi suddenly felt a pulling force coming from behind.

Then he stopped, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to reach for the clothes behind him.

In the next second, Cheng Zhi felt that the back collar of his clothes was hooked by the clothes hook behind him, and he couldn't get it off no matter how he pulled it off.

In this way, the front and back of the clothes are in a deadlock.

No matter how Cheng Zhi operated, he couldn't take off his clothes.

Song Baiyi outside the dressing room sat on the sofa and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Cheng Zhi's movement.

Song Baiyi couldn't bear it any longer, so he got up and walked to the door of the locker room.

He knocked on the door of the locker room and asked slowly.

"Cheng Zhi? Have you changed your clothes yet?"

After hearing Song Baiyi's sudden knock on the door, Cheng Zhi, who was still concentrating on fighting with his clothes just now, was taken aback by the sudden movement.

Cheng Zhi was shocked, and the clothes he was about to change slipped to the ground because of his movements.

He let out an "ah" in a low voice.

Song Baiyi was at the door, and he was a little flustered when he heard Cheng Zhi's frantic movements inside.

Then he knocked on the door of the locker room again, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Zhi looked at the clothes falling on the floor at his feet, and closed his eyes helplessly.

Now the clothes on his body were caught by the hooks on the back, and he couldn't squat down to pick them up.

After being silent for five seconds, Cheng Zhi felt that there was no way to get his clothes stuck in this way.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked Song Baiyi outside the door for help.

"Ms. Song... My clothes seem to be stuck and I can't take them off now. Can you come in and help me?"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zhi paused, and continued to add.

"I didn't lock the locker room door, so you just push the door and come in."

Song Baiyi, who was outside the door, was a little dazed after hearing Cheng Zhi's request.

After a while, Song Baiyi's hand holding the doorknob tightened slightly.

In order to stabilize his emotions, Song Baiyi took a deep breath.Then he slowly asked Cheng Zhi.

"are you serious?"

Song Baiyi's question made Cheng Zhi a little confused.

Cheng Zhi hummed, and then said to Song Baiyi outside the door: "Of course...it's serious."

After getting a definite answer, Song Baiyi closed his eyes, as if he was struggling for the last time.

The next second, he exerted a slight force on the hand holding the doorknob, and opened the door of the dressing room.

"You said it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Song Baiyi slowly opened his eyes, and then saw that in front of him was Cheng Zhi who could be said to be disheveled.

From Song Baiyi's perspective, let's look at the words from top to bottom.

It may be because Cheng Zhi couldn't take off his clothes just now, which made Cheng Zhi a little irritable.So his hair, which was done by the stylist earlier in the morning, looks a bit messy now.

A few tufts of his originally neat and smooth hair are now slightly blown up, looking a bit playful.

Because Cheng Zhi had just finished fighting with Shirt, there was always a feeling of irritability in his heart that couldn't get rid of.So now she is panting slightly, and there is still a slight blush on her face that she didn't know was caused by the excitement of the performance just now.

Seeing Song Baiyi pull the door open, his pale pink thin lips parted slightly.

His voice was sticky and nasal, "That...Mr. Song, I got caught behind my clothes."

Song Baiyi didn't answer, his eyes moved down.

What caught the eye was the snow-white skin on Cheng Zhi's chest.

Because Cheng Zhi only had the bottom two buttons stuck, but he had just undone the top row of buttons.

So the top half of the shirt was opened, and it was loosely draped over Cheng Zhi's body.

Song Baiyi lowered his eyes, and then saw Cheng Zhi's lean and beautiful abdominal muscle lines on his upper abdomen.

His eyes darkened, and then silently averted his gaze.

Song Baiyi rolled his Adam's apple up and down calmly, and when he was talking to Cheng Zhi, his voice was indescribably hoarse.

"Where is the clothes hooked?"

Cheng Zhi turned his head slightly to signal Song Baiyi, "It's right behind."

Song Baiyi nodded, and he took a step forward.Then he closed the locker room door.

There is not much space inside, it can only accommodate the two of them, but because of the limited space, they cannot turn around.

After seeing Song Baiyi walking towards him, Cheng Zhi subconsciously backed away.

Then his back just hit the hook that was hooking his clothes just now.

Cheng Zhi groaned in pain, his body straightened in the next second, and he leaned forward.

Just like that, both of them approached each other, and Cheng Zhi crashed into Song Baiyi's arms at once.

When he felt the familiar woody fragrance from Song Baiyi's body lingering on the tip of his nose, Cheng Zhi trembled unconsciously.

Like a subconscious movement, he buried his head in Song Baiyi's chest.

The place on the back where he was hit was still aching, Cheng Zhi tremblingly tugged on the corner of Song Baiyi's clothes.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

Song Baiyi felt his eyebrows twitch, and he didn't care too much, so he gently reached out and touched Cheng Zhi's back.

"Where did you hit? Shall I rub it for you?"

The fabric of the clothes is soft and not too thick overall.

So when Song Baiyi put his hand on Cheng Zhi's back, he could clearly feel Cheng Zhi's body, which was shaking slightly because of the pain just now.

After Song Baiyi felt the movement of the person in his arms, his heart ached terribly.

He carefully groped through the clothes for the place where Cheng Zhi was hit just now.

After feeling the position of the hook on the back of his hand, Song Baiyi slowly spoke to Cheng Zhi

His tone was much lighter than usual, "Did you hit this?"

Cheng Zhi felt that the place on his back that had just been hit was being gently rubbed by Song Baiyi with his palms, extremely gentle.

He grabbed Song Baiyi's clothes and hummed softly.

Then slowly said: "It seems to be here. Just now...my clothes seem to be hooked up too."

"Can I trouble Teacher Song again, can you help me take off the place where the clothes are caught?"

After getting Cheng Zhi's answer, Song Baiyi turned his attention to the hook that was the culprit.

On the top of Cheng Zhi's clothes, some thread was unknowingly cut off, and the falling thread was tightly wrapped around the hook, which looked messy.

Song Baiyi said hello, and did not move his hand rubbing the wound on Cheng Zhi's back.

Then he stretched out his other hand to help Cheng Zhi remove the thread on the clothes from the hook.

In the next second, Song Baiyi applied a little force, and then forcibly pulled the hook and the base off the wall.

Then there was a "click", and the sound of metal falling to the ground sounded in the small dressing room.

Cheng Zhi followed the sound and looked over, and saw the hook that was still hanging on the wall just now, and now it was lying on the ground pitifully, rolling twice.

After seeing the current situation of the hook, Cheng Zhi and Song Baiyi spoke with a little helplessness in their voices.

"Why... are you destroying public property?"

Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi involuntarily increased the strength of his hand, "It hurt you just now, I couldn't hold back."

Cheng Zhi felt Song Baiyi's hand that was still rubbing his back just now, and suddenly used some force.

The already fragile wound was squeezed a bit, he couldn't hold it back, and began to give in to Song Baiyi.

"Well, Teacher Song, take it easy..."

Cheng Zhi hissed, and moved restlessly in Song Baiyi's arms twice.

"You just hurt me too."

Song Baiyi hummed, and dishonestly put the hand that had just been unhooked on Cheng Zhi's waist.

With both hands in an embracing gesture, they silently hugged Cheng Zhi a little tighter.

Song Baiyi lowered his head slowly, and his voice was a bit muffled when talking to Cheng Zhi.

"Yeah, so you're throwing me away now too?"

Cheng Zhi murmured, subconsciously raised his hand and clasped Song Baiyi's hand on his waist.

He followed Song Baiyi's words puzzledly to answer the question he just asked himself, "How could I throw you away..."

Song Baiyi's eyes darkened, and then he silently tightened his grip on Cheng Zhi.

He hummed lightly, and said bluntly: "I heard everything you said to Cheng Yuan just now outside."

Hearing Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi froze for a moment, and the expression on his face froze visibly to the naked eye.

Cheng Zhi was a little at a loss, because he was not mentally prepared to explain this clearly to Song Baiyi.

So now he can only hem and haw in response to the person in front of him, while thinking in his brain how to face the current situation.

"Teacher Song, you..."

After Song Baiyi felt Cheng Zhi's body stiffen, he lowered his eyes and interrupted Cheng Zhi's words.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear your conversation."

Song Baiyi thought for a while, and continued to say to Cheng Zhi: "I'm not interested in other things... If you want, just answer my two questions, can you?"

Cheng Zhi's head is a bit fuzzy now, so when he heard that Song Baiyi wanted to take the initiative to ask himself a question, he gradually relaxed a lot.

He nodded and hummed.

"Mr. Song, you can ask as many questions as you want. As long as it is a question that I can answer, I will answer it."

After getting Cheng Zhi's consent, Song Baiyi said hello and started asking questions.

"The first question, when... did you come to this show?"

Cheng Zhi rolled his eyes and thought about it for a while, and then answered Song Baiyi, "After the first stage, right when... preparing for the stage "echo"."

After hearing Cheng Zhi's answer, Song Baiyi silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Great.

The first time he met himself was Cheng Zhi, who he likes now.

Song Baiyi stabilized the emotion on his face, and then continued to ask.

"Then will you leave?"

"It's like...he left this world."

Will he be replaced by other "Cheng Zhi" quietly and calmly like him?

After hearing this question, Cheng Zhi murmured, and slowly tightened his grip on Song Baiyi's clothes.

Then he said firmly: "I will not leave."

Although Cheng Zhi didn't know why he was so sure, he had a strong premonition in his heart.

A premonition that I will definitely not leave this world.

After getting Cheng Zhi's almost promised answer, the big rock hanging in Song Baiyi's heart fell steadily.

He slowly lowered his head and leaned his head on Cheng Zhi's shoulder.

Cheng Zhi didn't push him away, neither of them did anything else.

The locker room was quiet, only Cheng Zhi could hear the breathing of himself and Song Baiyi.

And the sound of my heart beating louder and louder.

After a while, Song Baiyi took the initiative to break the silence.

"it is good"

"You said it yourself."

"Yeah." Cheng Zhi nodded slightly, "I said it myself."

Just as Cheng Zhi finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of the door of the dressing room being pushed open from the outside.

In the next second, the voices of Huo Shuhang's group came sparsely to Cheng Zhi's ears through the door of the locker room.

Cheng Zhi was startled by the sudden movement.

And after realizing that he and Song Baiyi were huddled in the same dressing room, he felt his heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out.

Because he was afraid of being discovered by others, Cheng Zhi's hands unconsciously wrapped around Song Baiyi's waist, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

He leaned against Song Baiyi's arms, and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Song, there are people outside, what should you do if you can't get out..."

Song Baiyi felt Cheng Zhi's hands resting loosely around his waist.He slowly raised the corners of his mouth where Cheng Zhi couldn't see.

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Reassuring, Song Baiyi gently stroked Cheng Zhi's back with the hand that just helped Cheng Zhi rub the wound on his back.

Stimulated by external sounds, coupled with Song Baiyi's sudden caress on the sensitive skin on his back, Cheng Zhi felt a numbness hit his tailbone, and his legs were a little weak.She could only tremble slightly in Song Baiyi's arms.

After feeling the movement of the person in his arms, a sense of accomplishment flooded Song Baiyi's heart.

Then, he leaned into Cheng Zhi's ear with a smile, and said slowly.

"When I just came in, I locked the door."

"So... none of them can get in now."

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The author has something to say:

Song Baiyi: If they can't come in, don't even think about getting out.

Scheming 1, I just want to post with my wife every day///

#xql When discussing issues, of course we have to discuss together~

It’s my favorite private space again + the world of two people + there are other people’s movements outside the door hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe