Nan Zhou blinked and opened his mouth. "Then you..."
He couldn't bring himself to ask the rest.
So he stopped, caught Huo Xingye by the shoulders, and chose to express the surging feelings in his heart with a kiss.
Huo Xingye's eyes briefly registered surprise. Then he held him and returned a very, very gentle kiss.
In the quiet alley, the streetlights stretched their shadows long.
The next day, Huo Xingye went to work at the filming location, while Nan Zhou, as before, was assigned to write songs at home.
But because his performance last time had been too perfunctory, the production team also added a last-minute segment in which he critiqued anonymously submitted songs.
Nan Zhou's bizarre phrasing and sharp tongue, combined with all sorts of strange songs, produced plenty of laughs.
The Xingzhou CP fans and Nan Zhou fans in the livestream nearly laughed themselves to death.
[Isn't this funnier than a comedy show? More incisive than a music show? More professional than a dating show?]
[Pei Feng really struck gold by getting Nan Zhou on this show, damn!]
[Hubby's working hard outside to earn money, while our Zhou Bao stays home passing judgment on everyone. He's totally a pampered little housewife, hehehe~]
[What little housewife? Are you deliberately trying to get our Brother Nan's attention, hmm? Speak!]
At around four in the afternoon, a commotion suddenly broke out downstairs.
Because it was an old apartment building, the soundproofing wasn't very good, and the noise downstairs clearly drew the attention of both Nan Zhou and the cameraman following him.
The computer desk happened to face the window. Nan Zhou stood and looked downstairs, where he saw Xu Xiao being helped out of a car.
A thick layer of gauze was wrapped around his neck, and the corners of