Although Zhang Zhi's voice was calm, his body was always tense, his sweat was standing straight, observing every move around him from time to time.

Qiao Yihang turned over, almost exposed his bare butt, and quickly grabbed the quilt.

Zhang Zhi felt his thighs cold and half of the quilt passed. "Don't move." He stretched out his hand and sorted out his quilts.

The cold wind poured in from above, and Qiao Yihang couldn't help but shake.

"Is it cold?" Zhang Zhi subconsciously shook his hand, but touched the smooth and round part.

"It's not cold." Qiao Yihang hurriedly patted his hand away, secretly glad in his heart that it was in the darkness that no one could see anyone. However, for the first time he knew that his pelvis was actually very sensitive, and he would touch it...

He gently pressed the part that was slightly raised, and tried his best to distract his thoughts, "Why are you sleeping in my bed?"

Zhang Zhi replied firmly: "You have asked this question just now."

"Oh, is that?" Qiao Yihang's heartbeats faster, but he doesn't want to end the topic. Because the quiet space always makes people have more imagination, especially when they are naked and facing each other.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhi took the initiative to raise the topic, "Did you encounter problems with acting?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yihang replied in a depressing manner.

"Tell me, look." Zhang Zhi looked at Qiao Yihang's direction with the corner of his eyes. In fact, he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, and could only see the outline of the raised nose, but he could use his memory to match his expression at this moment.

"The character I play is Yang Jusen, who is a policeman. One day, his boss told him that his father was actually Jin Ye, the boss of the Tenglong club that the police are investigating, and hopes that he can use this identity to undercover." Qiao Yihang slowly narrated his scenes, and his mood gradually calmed down, "The first scene is..."

Zhang Zhi listened silently, and answered lightly from time to time, indicating that he was listening very seriously and did not fall asleep.

After Qiao Yihang finished speaking, he said frustratedly: "To count the car accident, today is the next day, but there is no progress at all." What really made him feel uncomfortable was not Lian Juexue's mean words, but his own pitiful self-esteem. Seeing others coming with him again and again, he really wanted to find a place to hide, or say that I would quit.

- Of course, in the end he did nothing and just bought a bottle of wine and went home.

"Do you know what the life of an illegitimate child is like?" Zhang Zhi asked softly.

Qiao Yihang was stunned. He grew up in a family with harmonious parents. If there is any psychological trauma in childhood, it is that his parents are so harmonious that they make him feel that he is a superfluous person. Especially in elementary school, the passion that parents had maintained for several years of love and enthusiasm but had not yet retreated. As long as the eyes of the two people touched each other, it would be a **, and the sky and the earth were broken. When he went to middle school, he finally became better. The parents seemed to realize their responsibility for their children, and the world of the two became a three-person world. After that, their family relationships were always happy. It was not that there was no time to quarrel, but it was never more than an hour. How to say it? No one was willing to make the other party unhappy for trivial matters.

This is also the reason why he was rumored to have a bad temper when he first entered the entertainment industry. Because he always wants to stick to his own ideas.

Zhang Zhi heard that he didn't answer for a long time and then continued: "In fact, there is not much difference from ordinary children." He paused, "At least on the surface, it was the same going to and from school, and the same skipping classes to fight. My mother always thought that my rebellion was related to the factors of my family, but in fact, it was just a rebellious period that most people had."

Qiao Yihang blinked, "Did I act in the wrong direction?" He always wanted to perform Yang Jusen's hatred for Mr. Jin because of his life experience. This hatred was unforgettable and he wanted to give the other party quickly. So after his boss made this suggestion, he was always on the basis of anger, forbearance, yearning and firmness. But now after Zhang Zhi said this, it seems that this is not the case?

"Of course, there is hatred." Zhang Zhi stopped after saying that, as if thinking about how to express it, "This kind of hatred is not tempered in life, but tempered by inferiority and desire."

"Inferiority and desire?"

Zhang Zhi was silent for a long time. When Qiao Yihang thought he was asleep, he finally spoke, "Because he couldn't get it, he longed. Because he couldn't satisfy his desire, he hated and hated. He hated others to mention his father and family. Slowly, he even began to hate being too close to others and indulged in indulging himself, because at this time, there was nothing to think about." He took a deep breath, "he hated the constraints even more, especially the constraints from the so-called father. Since he didn't give at the beginning, what qualifications did he have to ask for rewards later?"

Although the topic deviated from the original channel, Qiao Yihang did not interrupt **.

"I choose to escape." Zhang Zhi's voice cleansed the darkness, "Escape responsibility, escape choice, escape the future. If it weren't for you..." He suddenly stopped. Dissection was sometimes like a flood discharge, and if he accidentally cried out, he would completely shake the thoughts and secrets in his heart.

Qiao Yihang was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to go on. Zhang Zhi's meaning to him was clearly expressed on Zhang Zhi's birthday, but what he could not imagine was that his meaning to him was so important, so important that he changed his attitude towards life.

Suddenly, all kinds of tastes came to my heart. I couldn't tell which taste was sweet, bitter and spicy.

"I know the domestic environment." Zhang Zhi hesitated for a while, and decided to take this opportunity to take out all the words in his heart. "So, I've thought about it. As long as we are together, the underground love doesn't matter."

Qiao Yihang listened motionlessly.

This topic had already started when I was in the hospital, but it was not so deep. Reason told him that he would be involved in the problem after discussing this issue sooner or later, but the ** who was ready to move in his heart made him prick up his ears again.

"I don't care about Zhang Fuxun's attitude, but now is not the time to let him know." When he said this, Zhang Zhi felt a little embarrassed. Compared with Qiao Yihang, who has reached his current status in the entertainment industry, he is just a second-generation ancestor who protects his father. Once he loses this backer, everything he has will be gone. "I have thought about it. The most important thing now is to complete his studies. I can use it to find a job in the future, at least the school I am in is good. If he does not agree to us being together at that time, I will completely leave the Zhang Group."

Qiao Yihang was silent in the darkness.

Zhang Zhi was a little confused. I don’t know if he was asleep or was listening. "But we must face this matter together." He had thought of many plans and wanted to settle this matter with his own strength. Even if he was really together, he would not hurt Qiao Yihang. This would make Qiao Yihang less worries and have a greater hope of being together. But when it was really planned, he realized that this was a fantasy. Feelings were originally a matter of two people, and neither was missing. No matter how he planned, Qiao Yihang would inevitably be affected. Even if he was willing to raise his hand to support Qiao Yihang's sky, Qiao Yihang would never be willing to stand short in the supported sky.

When he heard Zhang Shiqian's words and put himself in his shoes and thought about the problem from Qiao Yihang's perspective, he realized that the world was not the only one.

"You," Zhang Zhi hesitated for a moment, and asked his doubts, "Are you asleep?"

Qiao Yihang moved his legs.

Zhang Zhi felt relieved and continued, "Don't worry about the relationship between me and Zhang Fuxun, our relationship..." Many pictures flashed through his mind instantly, roaring, sarcastic, blushing... but not warm, "It's always very ordinary."

Qiao Yihang stretched out his arm. His movement was entirely due to an instinctive reaction. He was slightly shocked until his palm touched Zhang Zhi's face. He wanted to take it back, but Zhang Zhi's hand was firmly pressed.

Although the skin was only a palm-sized place, Qiao Yihang felt as if he had been powered on and his heart trembled slightly.

"Go to sleep." Zhang Zhi rubbed his palm with his face, "Everything will go well tomorrow."

...

How could he sleep like this?

Qiao Yihang stared in his direction, not knowing whether he was staring at him or his volunteer hand.

I don’t know if it was because his gaze was too hot, Zhang Zhi loosened his hand, pressing his palm.

Qiao Yihang had just breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the hand had wrapped around his waist and pressed it over with the others.

"you……"

He just said a word, but Zhang Zhi interrupted: "Go to sleep."

...

He wanted to sleep, but how could he sleep at this distance, angle, and posture?

The hand placed on his waist was gently raised, then gently lowered, patting his back rhythmically. Qiao Yihang rolled his eyes. It would be strange if this hypnosis method is useful!

...

Three minutes later.
Chapter completed!