The question was asked, but he didn’t get a reply for a long time.
Jiang Zhao turned to look at Xiao Siye, just as he was about to ask another question, he heard the other person say, “Where do I change my shoes?”
Jiang Zhao then remembered his first visit, and took a pair of disposable slippers for him from the shoe cabinet.
When Xiao Siye entered the door, he said to him, “Sister should like your family very much.”
After all, the space of the villa is more spacious, which is very suitable for a kitten like Sister who likes to parkour. Jiang Zhao’s attention was immediately pulled over, and he coughed modestly: “If you have time, you can bring your sister to play.”
Xiao Siye rolled his eyes: “Really? I was very busy a few years ago. I’ll take her over when I’m waiting for you.”
Jiang Zhao immediately put up his invisible cat ears: “Then you agreed.”
He happily took two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator, sat down on the sofa, and handed the Coke to Xiao Siye. The conversation changed, “So what do you think about the contract?”
Xiao Siye’s bottle cap was suddenly twisted and opened.
He paused for a while, his amber eyes were like glass beads, revealing a shallow emotion, as if he was a little aggrieved.
Jiang Zhao almost thought he had read it wrong.
And he heard Xiao Siye ask softly, “Are you tired of me?”
Jiang Zhao: “…?”
He was a little stunned, and he thought to himself where this is going, didn’t he agree to act from the beginning?
Xiao Siye looked like he was abandoned by a scumbag. What’s the situation?
“,” Jiang Zhao felt for the first time what it meant to be at a loss, “I just feel like you don’t need me…”
He should ask for resources as well as money, and the only thing he asked for was the kiss when he accompanied him in acting.
Jiang Zhao has never been a gold owner before, and he doesn’t know a lot about this. He actually hopes that Xiao Siye will take the initiative o that he can have a template to follow suit in the future.
However, Xiao Siye never mentioned it, so Jiang Zhao began to doubt it. Could it be that Xiao Siye felt it was difficult being with him?
“I need you.”
Xiao Siye stared at him like a sharp arrow, and his voice was low: “I need you very much.”
Jiang Zhao’s heart moved, he subconsciously looked away, and he knew why he avoided his eyes.
He took the initiative to bring up the contract, for Xiao Siye’s sake. If the person that Xiao Siye likes sees him getting so close to Xiao Siye, will it make it difficult for Xiao Si to chase people to in the future?
Thinking of this, a light flashed in Jiang Zhao’s mind.
It’s hard to do, Xiao Siye’s goal is the same as his?
Before, he wanted Xiao Siye to pretend to be his boyfriend to dispel Han Tingfeng’s thoughts about him before, but now, Xiao Siye just needs a fake couple to stimulate the person he likes.
Jiang Zhao has been in the industry for many years, and he has seen similar bloody plots in a few TV dramas and movies. Why is A because of his love for B, so he is angry with C, but when c is together, B. He is suddenly aware of his feelings, he turned his head and tried to find a way to pursue A…
It turns out that what Xiao Siye needs, is for him to play the role of C?
Suddenly, Jiang Zhao was enlightened.
He turned his head and looked at Xiao Siye: “I understand.”
Xiao Siye was slightly startled.
Jiang Zhao picked up the contract on the table, found a folder under the coffee table, and put it in properly: “I will continue to perform this contract.”
Xiao Siye’s eyes swept across Jiang Zhao’s serious face. Although he knew what he was whitewashing… But Jiang Zhao did not give up the contract.
That means that his relationship with him will not be broken.
Xiao Siye’s lips hooked up again. With a little force on his finger, he unscrewed the Coke in it, handed it to Jiang Zhao, and brought Jiang Zhao’s unopened bottle over.
Jiang Zhao was stunned for a while, then put the bottle to his lips: “…I screw it open again by myself.”
Seeing Xiao Siye’s wistful smile, he took a coke and drank it, thinking as he drank, so happy?
The carbonic acid bubbles exploded in his cavity, Jiang Zhao felt the spiciness and sweetness in his throat, pursed his lower lip, and suddenly thought: “By the way, what kind of person is the one you like?”
Xiao Siye began to lie in a vehement manner: “He…”
Jiang Zhao suddenly interrupted him with a strange look, “Forget it, don’t tell me.”
The curiosity that he had just aroused, after Xiao Siye really opened, suddenly turned into a somewhat refreshing feeling, sour and astringent.
Although he doesn’t know where discomfort comes from… But since he is uncomfortable, he just won’t listen.
Anyway, he will only give Xiao Siye one year. If the person that Xiao Siye likes is still indifferent after a year, then it would all depend on him.
“By the way,” Jiang Zhao remembered a headache, “My dad asked if you were free, and want to go to our house for dinner. You still have to put on some more… Boyfriend act.”
Xiao Siye responded neatly, looking at him with a smile in his eyes: “Let uncle choose the day, boyfriend.”
This “boyfriend” calls made Jiang Zhao almost miss the scene, so he answered vaguely and didn’t say what he hadn’t finished.
He originally planned to play this meal with Xiao Siye, and after waiting for a while, he would tell Mrs. Xu that they had broken up and become friends again.
Just thinking of how Mrs. Xu and Old Jiang trying every means to urge him to fall in love, Jiang Zhao’s originally brewing thoughts suddenly vanished.
If this false love relationship is maintained, it seems to be more beneficial than he imagined.
He was drinking Coke with his head down, and heard Xiao Siye beside him asking, “What do you want for lunch?”
Jiang Zhao was stunned for a while, only to realize that it was already lunchtime.
He was about to say some takeout, but his eyes fell on Xiao Siye and his mind remembered the bowl of noodles he had eaten at Xiao Siyes’s house a long time ago.
The greedy worm was hooked up, and Jiang Zhao squinted: “the meal you cooked.”
Xiao Siye smiled: “Okay.”
He got up and walked towards the kitchen of Jiang Zhao’s house. Jiang Zhao sat cross-legged on the sofa happily and was about to find a movie to watch on the TV when he suddenly remembered something and immediately jumped up from the sofa: “Wait a minute. …”
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Siye had already opened his refrigerator.
The double-door refrigerator was magnificent, but when it was opened, it was full of Coke, beer sparkling water, mixed with a few bottles of sweet noodle sauce, bean paste, and godmother. Looking up and down, he couldn’t even find a leaf of a vegetable.
Jiang Zhao’s guilty voice came: “…forgot to mention, my house has no food.”
Xiao Siye held back his smile and closed the refrigerator door: “Then let’s go to the supermarket.”
Why did Jiang Zhao, too, come to the supermarket? Just ordering a fresh takeaway can solve it.
Only Xiao Siye insisted on going to the supermarket to personally select the ingredients, claiming that the ingredients he chooses are more quality-assured, and the fresh takeaway options are exactly what he wants, with a slight difference, it can affect the taste of a dish.
He had a good reason for what he said, and Jiang Zhao himself knew was good at cooking, so he was successfully persuaded.
When he was going out, Jiang Zhao put on a hood and a baseball cap, and even put on a scarf that hid half of his face, and said, “I went to the supermarket last year to film a movie last year. ”
Xiao Siye asked, “If it counts as filming, what’s the wait?”
His question really made Jiang Zhao difficult. He thought about it for a long time, until he got into the car, and then vaguely recalled some clips: “It seems that when I wanted learn, I would accompany my mother to buy vegetables.”
If he needs anything, he usually buys it online or sends the list to Zuo Xiaoqiu and Xiao Hu, but he doesn’t need to cook, so he naturally doesn’t need to go to the supermarket.
Thinking about it this way, he hadn’t been in a supermarket for seven or eight years.
Jiang Zhao held back a little anticipation in his heart. He looked at the street scene passing by the window and said, “Actually, I was living in the courtyard when I was young, and was often taken out by my grandparents. Supermarkets are far away, but there are small shops on the side of Hutong, which sell all kinds of messy snacks, maltose, plain noodles, Arctic Ocean…”
“When all the sodas are still in glass bottles, every time I finish drinking, my grandfather collects the glass bottles and bottle caps for me, saves the extra, and sends them to the junkyard in hot weather to get the money from the sale then buy popsicles to eat.”
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his lips of his own accord.
This kind of simple happiness is far away, but every time he recall it, he feel a warm current flowing through his chest, as if when he opened my eyes, he will return to the place where popsicles and orange water are.
Xiao Siye’s eyes swept across his profile, he could see the deep nostalgia in Jiang Zhao’s eyebrows, and asked, “Are your grandparents still living in the hospital? If so, I’ll accompany you back to see him.”
Jiang Zhao paused for a while before saying, “The body is healthy, he left a few years ago.”
Xiao Siye was stunned, and before he said sorry, Jiang Zhao said, “Don’t comfort to me, it happened many years ago. It has something to do with Han Tingfeng, do you want to listen? ”
Xiao Siye saw his expression, and immediately said sternly, “Okay.”
In fact, Jiang Zhao never talked to anyone outside his parents about what Han Tingfeng did in the past, even if his relationship was okay with Qin Youyou and Zuo Xiaoqiu, he never mentioned it.
It’s the same with Xiao Siye. The relationship between the two of them is actually very strange. There is a night of intimacy, and there is a contract.
In terms of being close, he and Xiao Siye doesn’t really know how much they know each other, but it can be said that they are close. Xiao Siye is indeed his immediate senior, his senior brother, and his rival, one of whom has been with him for the past ten years. There are traces of him everywhere in his life.
Maybe it’s just the relationship that looks like a relative but not a relative that makes him want to talk about it.
The nearest supermarket is four or five minutes away from the villa, and it only takes ten minutes on the road. Jiang Zhao tried his best to succinctly spread out all the grievances between him and Han Tingfeng in the past.
While waiting for the car to stop in the underground parking lot, Jiang Zhao was almost finished talking, and he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
The feeling of speaking out is really great. He feels that a stone that has been pressing on his heart these days has suddenly shattered into powder, and it is scattered when the wind blows.
He opened the car door, and when he turned around, he saw that Xiao Siye hadn’t moved.
The lights in the underground parking lot were very bright, but the inside of the car was still plunged into darkness, and Xiao Siye’s profile was shrouded in that shadow, which made it a little cold.
Jiang Zhao reminded: “Get off the car.”
Xiao Siye trembled, and then he rolled his eyes, and the coldness just now disappeared like a hallucination, leaving only the gentle and elegant Movie Emperor, who gave him a slight smile: “Come on.”
The Chinese New Year was a month away, and on the afternoon of the working day, there were very few people in the supermarket, so Jiang Zhao let go a little bit, and went to the supermarket to find the supermarket cart as soon as he entered.
It was a very spacious stroller in his memory, but now it seems to be a small. Jiang Zhao felt a little regret after pushing it twice.
Xiao Siye sensed his emotions and said with a half-smile, “Do you want to sit in and be pushed?”
Jiang Zhao: “…How old do you think am I?”
He pushed the car and turned to leave, but his heart was beating a little faster—because he really thought about it.
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