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

When he hugged his shoulders backwards, Xia Xiqing accidentally stepped on the tip of his beautiful leather shoes. The red nebula explored in an instant, closed, and turned into endless darkness. Zhou Ziheng's reaction was faster. He hugged Xia Xiqing tightly and kissed him deeply and lingeringly. The moist sound of water was amplified by some sense that had failed in the dark, like an invisible pair of hands stirring up and gradually breathing violently.

"Ziheng..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhou Ziheng's arm was tightly clamped around his waist, and his body pushed Xia Xiqing's body, groping in the darkness. The physiological fear and desire surged upwards covered them layer by layer. It was hard to tell who defeated whom. Xia Xiqing only felt that he had retreated again and again, and had no choice but to retreat. His back was against a wall. Zhou Ziheng's kiss was full of aggressiveness, as if he was still thirsty, his wet tongue made his heart beat messy, his legs were weak, and his palms had to stick to the wall to stabilize his body that began to flow like quicksand.

"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 his body.

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

“…please.”

He had long dedicated all his troops, and this little pride was nothing.

Zhou Ziheng stretched out one hand to turn on the light, and the other hand covered Xia Xiqing's eyes. At the moment when the light was heavy, Xia Xiqing felt only the red light flowing between Zhou Ziheng's fingers, soft and ambiguous.

He licked his lips, which were dry due to the evaporation of saliva, and then opened it slightly. His pair of eyes covered with water vapor looked at Zhou Ziheng, like a thirsty fish, and his arms were unconsciously wrapped around his neck, which was the way he always liked.

The two of them kissed fiercely in the mysterious place. Along the way, there were scorch marks burned by the fire of desire. The kiss made Xia Xiqing's legs weak. When he was hugged by him, he accidentally tripped by the box on the ground. He was simply pulled by Zhou Ziheng, and he did not fall.

"What is this..." Xia Xiqing narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and saw a note in the box.

The gift I give you.——Zhao Ke.

"What is this?" Xia Xiqing turned his face to look at Zhou Ziheng. His face was still confused with the tide of love, 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 pronounced the word "现" for thousands of times, 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. He shook Zhou Ziheng's eyes, took out a pair of handcuffs, broke it twice, and a long rope was pulled out by him.

"If you don't know, you think it was sent by the "Escape from Heaven" prop group."

Zhou Ziheng laughed dryly and caught a glimpse of the special props in the box that were even more overdone. He was really dark and almost killed by Zhao Ke. He finally made it so romantic, but he was led 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 eye mask, 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 a frivolous look on his eyes. Zhou Ziheng was encircled, from an indecisive hunter to a prey that he wanted.

Time ignited the flames, threw the sky, and 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 and 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 who had no ability to take care of himself, allowing his arms to go around his shoulders, and his fingers tickled 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 posted it 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 a little dissatisfiedly, "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 satisfy 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 red lipstick." 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 thought 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 deeply involved in the play...]

[@Self-study Chongya: Isn’t Zhou Ziheng really asking puzzles?]

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

[@Escape from the Heaven of Birth will never end: I think it is not that simple, and both numbers and letters are easy to make people think of passwords. 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 any sense to solve it... It may be because I have too big ideas and I am too deeply involved in the play, so let's take a look. hahaha.]

[@Heng Heng attacks the universe and replies @Escape from birth will never end:Significance! 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, super .]

[@Zhou Ziheng is an angel: My God, that picture is great, and the design of these two bottles of perfume is one of the universe, the other is a rose, and 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 let me give up completely after he came out of the cabinet.]

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

周自珩揽着他的肩膀,笑眼弯弯,“看过那么多期节目,已养成这种敏感度了.”他忽然低下头,在沙发的缝隙里找着什么,最后在夏习清躺着的那位置摸到了.

"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 the combination of nc27 and g23, ngc2237." He stuffed the perfume into Xia Xiqing's arms. "This is the real limited edition, the brand made it for me alone." Zhou Ziheng's words were a bit 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 people in this world not be moved by Zhou Ziheng? The answer must be no.

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

Xia Xiqing was reluctant to let go, but this feeling was like a little girl who was not yet waking up, hesitating. Finally, he 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 by the tide of love 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 couldn't describe how good he was in a mood. 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, and his words were full of doting. "Okay." As he said that, he sat up. He first took the gray velvet blanket covered by the sofa and covered Xia Xiqing's body. He picked up the controller on the ground and turned on the breath. He dropped the light in the living room. Then he crawled into the sofa and hugged Xia Xiqing. The two of them hugged in the soft and warm velvet blanket, looking at the dazzling nebula.

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

Xia Xiqing tilted his head on his shoulders, looking at the slowly flowing starlight, his speech was uneven and 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 you be such an unromantic artist?"

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

But in the end he didn't say it, just stared 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 people who have participated in performing arts since childhood to devote themselves 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 starlight, which was a breathtaking 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 important things in the room.

"But, no matter what, this choice is good," 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 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 heart and thinking that is essential. From this point of view alone, most people in the world have been excluded because we often only have the appearance of our hearts."

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

Not to mention why, 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.

This soul-touching touch made Zhou Ziheng's thinking blank for a moment. He suddenly stopped saying anything, so he had to go back to the question of Xia Xiqing, "I want to answer your question just now, why do I want to learn physics? In fact, I came into contact with physics after I acted, probably..."

He recalled, "When I was 2018, I was very impressed by it. At that time, I was waiting for a night scene on the crew. Because the crew was in the mountains, when I sat on the lounge chair in the evening, I could see the beautiful starry sky, unlike in Beijing."

Xia Xiqing was like a child, leaning on his chest and listening quietly, the ethereal fragrance of roses and white musk surrounding him.

"I memorized all the lines at that time, so I was reading a book. I remember that I was reading "Fehmann Physics Lecture Notes". A passage in it completely changed me, but it was actually a matter. Zeng, a physics researcher, studied the reasons why stars can emit light and heat continuously."

As he said that, Zhou Ziheng pressed the controller in his hand, and the magnificent rose nebula suddenly magnified, as if he was rushing towards him with countless star dust.

Finally, it stopped, and the center of the stamen was shining with an extremely dazzling light.

"This is a star. Why can it keep shining and heating? Where does his energy come from and where does it go? This is the work of the researcher's team. Later they found that these energy comes from the uninterrupted nuclear reaction of the star. Then one day, he was walking with his girlfriend, who looked up at the stars like many people, and also sighed like many people, so ordinary that it was almost subconscious."

Extending his fingertips and touching the virtual and shining star, Xia Xiqing suddenly continued, "How bright is this star."

Zhou Ziheng was amused by the tacit understanding, "This is the sentence. Then the researcher, she said, 'Yes, at this moment, I am the only person in the world who tells why it shines."

After saying that, Zhou Ziheng turned his face to look at Xia Xiqing, "I was still a child who didn't know anything at that time. After watching this, I felt my blood was boiling. It was really cool. Maybe it was because I had acted in many dramas, and the common problem of acting made me unconsciously fall into that researcher. When I thought about the only person in the world who shone with stars, I had goosebumps."

His voice was sincere and excited, "It was that resonance that changed me and made me choose this path. At the beginning, others just thought that I was a good person when I was a child and led me into this industry. But physics is not. It was completely my own decision. Even if I can't finally become the only one of the "at this moment" and become the pursuit of succession, it is a heroic martyrdom."

Xia Xiqing could not deny that Zhou Ziheng was indeed a convincing idealism, and other idealisms always make people laugh when talking about dreams. But Zhou Ziheng is different. His sincerity and excitement will even infect you, pulling you into this vast starry sky together, making you surrender to the solemnity and greatness of science.

He was also convinced that Zhou Ziheng's future journey would be more than just a script, his center of gravity would shift and return to his track.

"I think, is the answer written in the book about the researcher's girlfriend?"

Zhou Ziheng smiled, pressed the controller of his hand to narrow the range of the nebula, and his eyes restored a complete rose, "She just laughed and said nothing."

Just as Xia Xiqing expected.

Whether it is an artist or a scientist, they are often lonely, so Xia Xiqing never cared about other people's opinions and was just pretending that no one understood it.

But the next second Zhou Ziheng held Xia Xiqing's hand, "But I said you are not."

Xia Xiqing was puzzled, "What?"

"If I were that researcher, if I were that, I said that, you wouldn't think I was joking." Zhou Ziheng turned his face and showed a warm smile as Xia Xiqing, "You will definitely ask me seriously."

“Why does it glow?”

It was hard to explain why, Xia Xiqing suddenly had a sharp eye. He even felt that Zhou Ziheng's words were more touched than any warm and sincere confession. This was a great recognition, and he never wanted to admit it, and he had to admit it. He liked this recognition.

He likes this shining person, and he is better than the person in the world. And this person is telling himself in a sure axiomatic way that you are the one who truly understands me in billions of lives.
Chapter completed!