[R18] I only like your personality [Entertainment Circle] – “I Only Like Your Personality [Entertainment Circle]” Chapter 35 [English]

Chapter 35 Under Mount Fuji

Ruan Xiao was the last one to arrive. She was wearing a classic Burberry windbreaker with her long hair tied into a ponytail. She looked much more capable than when we first met, but her smile was still very sweet.

“The second episode is broadcast today.” Ruan Xiao walked over and said to Shang Sirui with a smile, “You will definitely be on the hot search by then. I even thought of the entry, [Shang Sirui’s acting skills are amazing].”

“Isn’t it [Shang Sirui pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger]?” Xia Xiqing joined the team that ridiculed Shang Sirui.

Shang Sirui puffed up his mouth, shook his body and bumped into Xia Xiqing, “Who is the tiger? Are you still hanging on your own?”

Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, who was playing with his phone with his head down and seemed to have no intention of replying, so he smiled and said, “Of course I won’t be the first one to die.”

“Maybe you will be the first to die tonight.” Shang Sirui joked with a smile.

Ruan Xiao also laughed, “Don’t raise the flag randomly.”

“Zi Heng didn’t talk much today,” Shang Sirui deliberately changed the subject, “Maybe he has a guilty conscience. In fact, he is the killer.”

“When did he talk so much?” Ruan Xiao made a point inadvertently.

Zhou Ziheng, who was teased, raised his head, looked at Shang Sirui sharply, and said calmly, “Okay, I’ll kill you first tonight.”

Shang Sirui immediately walked over and hooked Zhou Ziheng’s neck with a smile, “No, handsome guy, please let me go. Hey, didn’t you say last time that if you were the killer, you would be the first to kill Xi Qing? Don’t forget your oath.”

As soon as he said Xia Xiqing’s name, Zhou Ziheng’s expression changed slightly, and he deliberately pushed Shang Sirui away with a disgusted expression, “What an oath, I’m sick.”

After being pushed away, Shang Sirui pestered Xia Xiqing, “You too. No matter who is the killer, you two must kill each other. Keep your word.”

Ruan Xiao crossed his arms and said, “Okay, if I were a killer, I would be the first to kill you, I promise.”

Seeing Ruan Xiao speak seriously, Shang Sirui immediately asked, “Why? We have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the near future. How can you do this, Xiaoxiao…”

“Because you talk too much.”

Everyone was talking and laughing. Xia Xiqing noticed that Zhou Ziheng took off his sunglasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He looks good without makeup, but the bruises under his eyes are a bit serious.

Maybe the exam was too hard?Xia Xiqing guessed.

Several people boarded the plane together, and their seats were arranged together. Before they boarded, Xia Xiqing guessed that his seat must be next to Zhou Ziheng’s. Sure enough, he looked at Zhou Ziheng who was walking in front and sat next to his corresponding seat.

Shang Sirui dragged he behind and said, “Xi Qing, I’m in the row behind you.” He walked over in three steps and sat next to Ruan Xiao by the window. He said with a smile, “I might sleep to death, otherwise it would be more convenient for you if we change seats.” Ruan Xiao readily agreed and took out the steam eye mask from his bag, “You can sleep with this, it will block the light and feel comfortable.”

Shang Sirui happily took one, said a few thanks, put down the seat and lay down.

Ruan Xiao was kind-hearted, and Xia Xiqing also took off the blindfold, smiled at her, and then stood next to Zhou Ziheng who had already sat down, “Sorry, I can borrow it for a moment.”

Zhou Ziheng’s long legs, which had nowhere to rest, took up too much space, so he moved them in to let Xia Xiqing in.

“Thank you.”

This kind of alienation and hypocritical politeness made Zhou Ziheng feel uncomfortable. Who would have thought that this person would have had lunch with him ambiguously in the school cafeteria a few days ago, flirting with each other.

“You’re welcome.” Zhou Ziheng smiled back.

When Xia Xi passed by he, Zhou Ziheng smelled a strange fragrance, like lemon, with a cold woody aroma, like cedar.This is not Xia Xiqing’s style at all, but rather the taste preference of other men.

The deeper he thought about it, the smell of cedar seemed to become stronger, making Zhou Ziheng uncomfortable.

Just like adding evidence of guilt, he repeatedly argued over Xia Xiqing’s infatuation in his mind, thinking that he could get out earlier.

Out of the corner of his eye, Xia Xiqing’s slender hands were gently placed on the armrest next to the seat.The hand that once held his chest made Zhou Ziheng feel frightened, and made his mind, which had calmed down in the past few days, feel dizzy again.

After what happened a few days ago, there was an irremovable gap between Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, although their previous relationship was not very close.But Xia Xiqing is born with pride, and his self-esteem has been hit repeatedly. Even if he has a huge desire to conquer the person in front of him, he still needs a buffer period to regain his strength.

Everyone before Zhou Ziheng would fall into the illusion they had made, but he refused to fall. This incident itself reminded Xia Xiqing repeatedly – no one will truly love you for a person like you.

Although he already understood this truth.

Xia Xiqing, who was reluctant to speak, chose to sleep. He looked at the steam eye mask in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally put it aside, simply closing his eyes and leaning against the window.

Zhou Ziheng looked at the blindfold he had put on, and remembered the blindfold he had when he was recording the show for the first time.

Xia Xiqing is afraid of the dark, so wearing a blindfold in the secret room at first would probably cause adverse reactions.

That’s why he took a gamble and used the fastest and most direct method to test whether there was another person in this room to help him get out of the darkness.

I don’t know if it was because of the ups and downs in his mood that Zhou Ziheng couldn’t sleep well. He flipped through a book on quantum mechanics that he had not finished yet.

The sunlight at 4:30 in the afternoon shone on the pages of the book, making the smooth pages look fluffy. It seemed that those small white paper fibers could be seen gently swaying between the printed words, just like Zhou Ziheng’s heart now, swaying that was almost undetectable by others.

Xia Xiqing, who was in a semi-sleep, slightly straightened his head and closed his eyes. As his head was raised, his neck stretched out long, like a swan falling into a coma in the sun.

Zhou Ziheng forced himself not to look at he, but Xia Xiqing’s sleeping face was reflected on the dark screen of the laptop on his desk.The raised Adam’s apple on his smooth neck is like a lonely mountain range on the plain. Buried under the mountain is none other than Zhou Ziheng’s heart.Whenever that little bump rolled slightly, his heart began to shake uncontrollably.

He was suddenly addicted to such a quiet moment. Although peeping was not a very decent thing, Xia Xiqing at this time would not take the initiative to seduce him or make any dangerous moves. He would quietly exist beside him, like a temporarily extinct volcano.

I am nostalgic for the cherry blossoms, rain and snow on Mount Fuji, but I am afraid of the hot lava that can burst out at any time.

Human desires are always selfish and complex.

Compared to the face reflected on the screen, the book in his hand seemed to be missing something.Zhou Ziheng’s fingers flipped through two pages impetuously, and he couldn’t help but feel sorry.It’s not that the book is missing something, it’s that my heart is missing a piece.

Part of it was eaten away by the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

His eyes couldn’t help but drift to the screen again and again. Zhou Ziheng noticed that Xia Xiqing’s brows were frowning slightly. He guessed that it might be because it was too bright. He stretched out his hand as gently as possible to pull up the sun visor for him. As soon as his fingers touched the window, he heard Xia Xiqing’s voice.

“Don’t close it.”

Xia Xiqing did not open his eyes, but just tilted his head towards the window, his voice was slightly hazy and hoarse as if he was half asleep.

“I can’t sleep without light.”

His fingers curled up involuntarily, and Zhou Ziheng withdrew his hand.

Xia Xiqing was not able to fall asleep completely. His eyes were closed, but his senses became sensitive on their own.he could hear the sound of Zhou Ziheng turning the pages of the book, and he deliberately slowed down his movements to extend the friction of the pages, slowly scratching his heart.He could also hear Zhou Ziheng’s occasional long breathing sounds, which sounded like sighs, but not quite.

Under the sunlight, his closed eyes turned everything in his field of vision into a hazy orange-red color. As his consciousness gradually sank, the waves rippled, reminding him of Monet’s “Coast Sunset”, which was reassuring and warm.

Light has no shape.

With your eyes closed, you experience light most accurately.

So the moment Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand, Xia Xiqing quickly woke up. His thirst for light made him unable to sleep peacefully. Fear, fear, and the emotions he had confined in the darkness suddenly came out.

No one understands.Xia Xiqing knew.

Zhou Ziheng never tried to disturb his sleep again, and he couldn’t even hear any sound from Zhou Ziheng.

Normally, it was difficult for Xia Xiqing to fall asleep on the plane. It felt like being on a small boat, floating up and down with the rough waves. But this time, the small boat seemed to have a small hole drilled into it, and the water slipped in quietly. As the hull sank little by little, he sank into a deeper dream.

The “he” in the dream didn’t seem too big. Everyone in the field of vision was very tall, submerging himself. Hot blood flowed from his chin to the clothes on his chest, and the little cartoon character was dyed red.People were coming and going in the hospital, and he was being dragged along by someone he didn’t know well, like a rag doll held by only one hand. His body was being tossed carelessly to the operating room, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The quarreling in my ears didn’t stop, the strange feeling of the cold fine needle passing through the anesthetized skin, and the tears that a child could still shed unscrupulously.

A woman’s shrill cry.

[Why did I give birth to you in the first place!]

[It would be nice if you didn’t exist.]

[You are the beginning of my miserable life.]

Looking down, I saw that I was no longer wearing the blood-stained clothes, and there were no more cartoon characters.The pain guided him to reach out, and there were bruises and scars on his arms, one after another. Golf clubs or other expensive metal products, as long as they were in his hands, were worthy of leaving marks on his body.

It’s like a canvas, no matter how full it is, it’s not a pity.

[The people who love you most in the world are your parents, you know?]

The whole class made a childish voice in unison.

[Know——know————]

Got it.

I really want to raise my hand and ask a question.

Teacher, what if my parents don’t love me?

Then there will be people in this world…

The water drowned his breath, and the suffocating feeling of drowning made Xia Xiqing wake up for a moment. Like a dying fish, it violently sucked the air it needed to survive. He raised his hand in panic and touched the scar on his chin.

It was dusk when I opened my eyes, and the clouds high in the sky were dyed with magnificent colors.The vulnerability revealed in his sleep made he become defensive. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Ziheng staring into his eyes. Xia Xiqing wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, tilted his head, and said in a hoarse, sharp tone, “What are you looking at?”

Zhou Ziheng’s face was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have just come out of his distracted state, and his chiseled face showed a trace of confusion and guilt.

“How long have you been watching?”

Xia Xiqing guessed how he behaved when he was haunted by nightmares. Maybe he nervously grabbed the fabric of the seat with his fingers, maybe he murmured unsatisfactorily in his sleep, or maybe there was a more embarrassing behavior. He tried to find the answer from Zhou Ziheng’s reaction.

“It’s been a while…” Zhou Ziheng lowered his deep eyes and looked guiltily to a corner. His long and thick eyelashes were illuminated by the sun, casting long and flickering shadows on his lower eyelids.

he didn’t lie.Zhou Ziheng is a tough-talking person, but he doesn’t like lying.

“What are you looking at?” Xia Xiqing, whose vulnerable side was peeked into, unconsciously raised the thorns on his body, “What did you see?”

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyes again, his eyes reflecting the clouds outside the window, looking extremely sincere.

“The Tyndall effect.”

This answer surprised Xia Xiqing.

Zhou Ziheng didn’t lie.

After Xia Xiqing fell into a deep sleep, Zhou Ziheng felt as if a feather had fallen from his heart, falling softly and making all the places it touched feel itchy and uneasy, but the feather could not fall to the ground.

he finally turned his face to look at he.

Sunlight that passed through three thousand meters of thick clouds filtered through the small glass window. The flying fine dust turned the air into a turbid colloid like mist. The light passed through, leaving a wonderful and bright path. From the upper left corner of the window, diagonally downward at 60 degrees, along the extension line of the incident angle, it hit Xia Xiqing’s chest straight.

“When the Tyndall effect occurs, light takes on a shape.” Zhou Ziheng pointed at Xia Xiqing’s chest, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Xia Xiqing lowered his head blankly, looked at his chest, followed the shimmering passage, and looked at the rose-colored clouds stacked at the corner of the window.

Sensitiveness and worry, sharpness and defensiveness were defeated by a small physical phenomenon and turned into a beautiful light that pierced the heart.

Zhou Ziheng, who was taking a moment, suddenly realized that he had accidentally smiled at Xia Xiqing just now.

After that day, he repeatedly warned himself not to have an overly close relationship with him again, no matter what kind of relationship it was, but just now he forgot the principle he had set.But he saw Xia Xiqing, who was as quiet as a coma in his sleep, and the moment he opened his eyes, the layer of tears covering his eyes looked like glass beads.

He didn’t know anything about Xia Xiqing, and there was no need to know. He always convinced himself this way.

But when he saw the thorns that Xia Xiqing raised after waking up, he seemed to see a little rose floating in the clouds.

I wanted to reach out and hold it, but I could only hold the bloody mark of the stab wound.

The plane was about to land, and flight attendants with exquisite makeup were walking in the aisle, reminding them of precautions when landing. Zhou Ziheng closed the book that he had not read much into, and also closed the notebook on the table.

Xia Xiqing finally recovered from the long-lost dream. They left the plane, and the afterglow of the setting sun enveloped him.

“I’m so hungry.” Shang Sirui had a good sleep and discussed important issues for dinner with Ruan Xiao who was walking beside him.

Xia Xiqing raised his eyes in a daze and looked at the clouds, the rose-colored sky, and the formless light.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Xia Xiqing took it out to check.

[Moral pacesetter]: Share pictures.

It was a candid shot from a side perspective.The Tyndall effect accidentally captured in the lens, the wonderful background of rose-colored clouds in the glass window, and my profile in the dream.

There was also the tangible light that pierced straight into his chest.

Holding the phone, Xia Xiqing’s heart palpitated.

He spoke in a low voice without looking at the people around him, as if talking to the wind, “Why are you shooting me?”

The wind also brought a response to he, with a faint smile that was difficult to detect.

“It’s not you I’m photographing, it’s the Tyndall effect.”

He clearly refused sternly, but he was flirting unconsciously.

This man is really naive and cunning.

The author has something to say: Note: When a beam of light passes through a colloid, a bright “pathway” can be observed in the colloid from the direction of vertical incident light. This physical phenomenon is called the Tyndall phenomenon, also called the Tyndall effect.