the stars fell on his head

Chapter 83 Sleeping Together

The dense night still cannot cover the light of the stars. I don’t know what day of the lunar calendar is today, and there is a beautiful crescent moon hanging in the sky.

"If you're going to have me for the next four years, you'd better not kick me out," he said.

How could Shi Zhijiu not understand the meaning.

She chose to ignore him.

Instead of arguing with him, it's better to look at the rare night outside the window.

"Is the night sky that beautiful?"

"Of course." After Shi Zhijiu finished speaking, she slid off the quilt, walked onto the carpet barefoot, and sat in front of the easel she had set up.

Xi Xiu was still a little bit tired at first, but he really couldn't bear to miss such a beautiful scene in front of him.

When returning to the room at night, Shi Zhijiu reopened the curtains that he had pulled up, and the silvery white moonlight poured down, filling the whole room. With a brush in color, she painted watercolor.

The soft long hair that he had blow-dried by himself gently wiped against her ear with her movements, as if Xi Xiu was caressing and touching her cheeks, his movements were as gentle as water.

The drowsiness he had just contracted was broken up in an instant, and Xi Xiu just leaned against the bed and looked at her quietly. A series of messages popped up on his mobile phone, but he ignored them, and directly turned off the mute and threw it aside.

"Did you draw it?"

"Not yet, just smudge it on the previous layer."

Xi Xiu glanced at the clock on the wall, it was twelve o'clock, "It's pretty fast."

"Draw it randomly."

She was really tired today, and originally wanted to spend a few hours tomorrow to paint the night sky tonight, but when she was lying on the bed just now, she was startled, afraid that what she felt tonight would not be so strong tomorrow. It dissipated directly.

People who engage in art are different from those who engage in research. They follow theoretical things and create more theoretical things on this basis.And they have to carefully observe life every day to come up with precious inspiration. Every work under the brush embodies their own soul and thought. To create this kind of thing, not only talent, but more importantly, the pouring of emotion .

Everyone can draw, but not everyone can do art.

Xi Xiu suddenly asked, "For you, what kind of existence is dancing and painting?"

Shi Zhijiu paused for a moment while holding the paintbrush, then continued to paint.

Just when Xi Xiu thought she didn't want to answer, she said, "I used to think that dancing was my life. Whenever I was unhappy, I would just go to the dance room and dance for a while. It seemed to heal me. Qianchuang's good medicine, including after I met you, I thought so, you looked gloomy every day, and your face was frosty. At that time, every time I saw you, I wanted to dance for you, and it was also from me After my parents had an accident, it was the first time I thought about wearing dancing shoes again."

This is the case of a person who really carves dance into his bones. He often goes in and out of the mundane world, making himself covered in mud, and dancing a dance can relieve all worries.

"What about later?" Xi Xiu asked again.

"After working with you, you look very handsome when you play the cello, and you are even more charming when you play the piano."

Xi Xiu: "You are more attractive when you dance."

Get him drunk, she knows it.

“It’s just that I can’t get back the enthusiasm I had.”

"Later, my teacher persuaded me many times, and they all felt that I was suitable to take the path of art. I was confused for a long time because of this."

"Until that day, when you held my hand and asked me to choose art, my heart, which had been resting for a long time, suddenly jumped wildly."

Xi Xiu never thought of forcing her, even if she danced better than Huahua, he didn't want to see her often think of the sad past while dancing.

Xi Xiu: "I chose Huahua, do you regret it?"

This is the question Xi Xiu has always wanted to ask her.

"No," Shi Zhijiu replied firmly.

Shi Zhijiu looked out the window, then turned to look at him again, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and said with a smile, "Very happy."

Xi Xiu suddenly thought that he once accidentally saw a passage on Shi Zhijiu's draft paper:

Even if there is no sunshine, you still have moonlight, even if there is no moonlight, you still have starlight. On the way you persist, there will always be light shining down.

The lights in the room were not turned on very brightly, most of the light was supported by the outside world, the moonlight and starlight all sprinkled on her body, gentle and tranquil.

If she is happy, that's fine.

Shi Zhijiu climbed onto the bed, swished into the quilt, and Xi Xiu was still lying on the quilt.

"Xi Xiu, move a little bit, the quilt is pressed down."

There was a crash, the sound of lifting the quilt.

"Hey, hey, I'll let you move, don't sleep in!! Xi Xiu!!!"

Xi Xiu hugged her from behind, touched her head, "Don't move, go to sleep."

How could she sleep with him like this.

It was the first time that Shi Zhijiu was hugged by a boy to sleep, and it was still in the same bed!What's more, this person is her boyfriend, she is going crazy, her mind is full of messy things.

"Is it still cold?"

As soon as she came up, Xi Xiu felt a chill rushing around her.

"It's not cold."

She wanted to turn over and talk to Xi Xiu, but as soon as she moved, he held her down, "Don't move."

His voice was hoarse, as if he was holding back something...

Shi Zhijiu said tremblingly, "Xi Xiu?"

"Ah."

"You won't be...that...that..."

Xi Xiu closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Then what?"

"You're reacting, aren't you?" Shi Zhijiu spoke quickly, and covered his face after speaking.

Xi Xiu deliberately took her into his arms again, and said in a provocative tone: "Is there any reaction, don't you feel it?"

After finishing speaking, Shi Zhijiu was stunned, his heart began to beat wildly, a wave of heat rose from his face, he swallowed, and warned himself not to move, not to move anywhere.

But her unbelievable back was so itchy at such a critical moment that she couldn't help reaching out to scratch it.

Xi Xiu: "If you move again, I really can't control it."

This is Xi Xiu's ultimatum to her.

Ah - crazy!
Anyway, it was moving, no matter what, Shi Zhijiu broke free from Xi Xiu's arms, turned around directly, and put a little distance away from him, and the two looked at each other face to face.

"It should be all right."

She should be safe if she doesn't touch him.

Xi Xiu suddenly smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"You don't know, a man can also look at a photo..."

Xi Xiu didn't finish, he believed that Shi Zhijiu could understand.

At this moment, her reaction was faster than usual, and she was not hindered by the quilt at all, and she directly stretched out her foot and kicked it.

Xi Xiu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and immediately grabbed her ankle.

"you……"

"It's 12:30, time to sleep."

Xi Xiu wanted to pull her back into his arms.

Shi Zhijiu: "Stay away from me, I'll sleep."

She looked at him with bright eyes, as if she wanted to pierce all his thoughts.

How could Xi Xiu be willing to treat her like that, and consciously moved back, "Okay, go to sleep, you have an appointment with Gu Xi tomorrow."

The clock on the wall was ticking.

The two kept their original posture, the night was completely dark, Shi Zhijiu suddenly opened his eyes and glanced out of the window, the stars were gone, and the moon was gone, he probably went back to rest.

Her eyelids were so sleepy that they were fighting, she still called out to the person next to her, "Xi Xiu."

"Ah."

In a daze, I heard a very reluctant answer.

"Are you asleep?"

"Ah."

Xi Xiu has always been a person with a good schedule, usually it is 11:30 at the latest, and he was exhausted yesterday, so he has no other thoughts except to sleep.

"Then you still talk to me."

There was no trace of sleepiness in her tone.

Xi Xiu pulled her into his arms, rubbed against her head with his eyes closed, and comforted her with a heavy sleepiness: "Hey, go to sleep."

"Tell me a story, don't men tell their beloved women bedtime stories?"

Shi Zhijiu didn't know what happened to her today, even though the sleepy god had come to tell her to rest, but she still wanted to pester him relentlessly.

Xi Xiu didn't make a sound for a long time, Shi Zhijiu turned over and faced him.

He sleeps very well, lying motionless, not snoring, not talking in sleep, just resting quietly with his eyes closed, only when he is very close, close to the distance that he is about to kiss, can he hear it subtly His snoring.

He held Shi Zhijiu in his arms with both hands, her head just resting on his chin, she stretched out her hand to wrap around his muscular waist from time to time, and took the opportunity to rub some oil, the touch of her abdominal muscles was too good Well, now Shi Zhijiu is completely awake.

"Xi Xiu, can you tell me a story?" The coquettish tone was soft as hell.

By the way, he kissed Xixiu's chin without fear of death.

Xi Xiu was really sleepy, but he couldn't stand her torment.

With a small slit in his eyes, he could vaguely see Shi Zhijiu's face, but it was still blurry. Xi Xiu found the right position, lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, "What stories are they telling?"

Hmm... Shi Zhijiu thought for a while and said, "A fairy tale."

Xi Xiu closed his eyes and nodded, "You are the princess, I am the prince, and our love is a fairy tale, so you don't need to listen to other people's stories."

After finishing speaking, Xi Xiu continued to sleep. Shi Zhijiu called him several times, but he didn't respond anymore, probably because he was really tired.

Aww—her little boyfriend is too cute! !Said that in the dream, I still have to talk to her about love!She really likes it to death! ! !
Shi Zhijiu couldn't bear to wake him up again, and leaned on his chest with a satisfied face.

His strong heartbeat, thumping, came to Shi Zhijiu's heart, she really liked him more and more, so much that she wanted to give him all of herself.

In the middle of the night, Xi Xiu woke up once, and Shi Zhijiu snuggled into his arms obediently. He closed the quilt again, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Good night, my little princess."

(End of this chapter)