Best Actor in A Dream of Love [Entertainment]

The fireworks were in full bloom, and the chaotic sound was connected in the sky above the small town.Fu Jingchen was enveloped by the huge and vague sound wave, as if he couldn't hear what Chu Rong said just now.His thoughts were confused, his body was tense, and he stubbornly wanted to grab Chu Rong's hand.The palm fell through again.Chu Rong stepped back step by step, with sporadic water in the corners of his eyes, he raised his voice and said to him: "New Year's is here, we should all have a new start. Brother Xiaochen, I am very happy that I loved you. Being with you... I was really happy too. But from now on, I can't love anymore. You...you forget me too." After saying this sentence, Chu Rong seemed to have no more nostalgia, turned around and ran quickly to the alley.

Every bone in Fu Jingchen seemed to be crackling.An iron claw gripped his heart tightly, and with great force, it tore that piece of fragile flesh out of his chest cavity.Severe pain suddenly rushed to the veins of the whole body.Fu Jingchen even felt pain in breathing, his eyes were red and he chased forward like crazy.But the young man who used to follow him step by step, now looks like a small beast trying to escape the predator, running hastily and quickly under the urging of the desire to survive, but has disappeared in a blink of an eye.His legs suddenly felt heavy like rust.Fu Jingchen pressed his violently beating chest, unable to move any further.He looked up at the direction where Chu Rong disappeared. There were people coming and going, many young people celebrating the New Year's Eve jumping past, and all the youthful faces were filled with cheerful smiles, but none of them were as vivid and beautiful as Chu Rong.

gone.His beloved youth had really disappeared.

"Chu Rong!"

A thin line of tears fell across the face.The cold night wind swept across the street, blowing away Fu Jingchen's call.

Fu Jingchen returned to City C the next afternoon.Seeing that he was alone as before, Aunt Pei felt as clear as a mirror in her heart.She showed pity between her brows and tried to comfort her.Fu Jingchen shook his head and said tiredly: "I want to sleep for a while." He walked into the bedroom without taking off his coat, and fell asleep in a coma.

When I woke up again, it was already the evening of the next day.The apartment was empty.Fu Jingchen's limbs were sore and weak, so he barely got up and took a bath.Put on the bathrobe, dry your hair, light a cigarette and stand by the window in a daze.When the ashes burned to his fingertips, Fu Jingchen was awakened by sparks, pressed out the cigarette butt, turned and walked into the study.

He left in a hurry that day, and Aunt Pei put away the scattered photos and put them back in the safe.Fu Jingchen slowly squatted down and touched the ground on one knee, and opened the safe again.At that time, the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to carefully open it.Looking back now, I found the black velvet gift box on the lower floor.The gift box was obviously meant to be given as a gift, and the outside was tied with delicate bows with light-colored ribbons.Fu Jingchen picked up the gift box, hesitated for a moment and opened it gently.

There was a card with a light yellow background in the box, and Fu Jingchen recognized Chu Rongjun's free and easy font at a glance: Give me the cutest and most beautiful brother Chen ~ you must like it!Draw a chubby smiling face at the end.

A hot stream rushed through the nasal cavity and reached the fundus of the eyes, as if just blinking slightly, a lot of sour liquid would come out.Fu Jingchen was careful and careful, and brushed over the line of short blessing word by word, forcing back the tears that were about to burst the embankment.He took out the card, and the birthday gift carefully hidden by Chu Rong revealed its true face—it was a men's necklace.The shape is simple and exquisite.Under the necklace, there is also a small cross.

Fu Jingchen's neck suddenly seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, his flesh seemed to sizzle, and there was a burning pain.With trembling fingers, he reached into the collar of the bathrobe and picked out the chain hanging on his chest.Similar silver and white long chain, similar cross pendant.After seeing those photos and looking at this gift prepared by himself, what kind of feeling will Chu Rong feel in his heart?

He finally got rid of the last layer of mystery.The more he sees clearly, the more he understands that Chu Rong's heart towards him is absolutely ashamed.

The gift box slipped from the palm of his hand.Fu Jingchen knelt on the floor, unable to move for a long time.

Three days later, Aunt Pei and Xiao Qi set off for Canada.Fu Jingchen sent them to the airport.Before boarding the plane, Fu Jingchen took off the necklace that had accompanied him for more than ten years, and carefully put it on for Xiaoqi.

Aunt Pei hesitated to speak, but in the end she kept her lips tightly shut and said nothing.

Xiaoqi opened his eyes curiously, held the cross in his palm and looked over and over again, "Is this left by Dad?"

"Yes." Fu Jingchen nodded lightly, and straightened Xiaoqi's collar, "Daddy kept it before. It should be returned to Xiaoqi now. Xiaoqi should wear it carefully. With it, daddy will Always be by Xiaoqi's side."

"En!" Xiao Qi nodded very vigorously, "I will definitely keep it safe!"

Since it is a souvenir in memory of the deceased, it should be kept by those closest to the deceased.Compared with the love that has faded and deteriorated, the family love with blood thicker than water is more suitable to carry this longing.How sad that he couldn't figure it out until today.

Not long after Aunt Pei and Xiao Qi left, Chu Rong also returned to City C.He didn't go back to the apartment, so naturally he wouldn't contact Fu Jingchen either.

Fu Jingchen didn't dare to disturb him hastily, until mid-January, when "Tage Xing" started to do pre-screening promotion, Fang dialed Chu Rong's phone.

Chu Rong hadn't dragged Fu Jingchen into the blacklist yet, and the sound transmitted by electromagnetic waves was as clear and pleasant as usual.

Fu Jingchen restrained the surging emotions in his chest, and tried his best to calm his voice: "Go back to the apartment. My things have been moved away, and I won't go there again."

Chu Rong was silent for a moment, thanked her, and said, "No need. I spend most of my time at school. The utilization rate of the apartment is not high."

The basic courses of the directing department are complicated, and short films have to be shot continuously.Before the two broke up, Chu Rong often had no time to go home or go on a date. Now that he is single again, he puts his schoolwork first in everything.He even has limited time to sleep, let alone go back to the apartment on purpose.

Fu Jingchen said: "I understand that it is definitely more convenient to live in a dormitory now. But "Stepping on Songs" will be broadcast soon, so you have to cooperate with the publicity. There will be a lot of media follow-up reports. It is inevitable that you will come and go in and out of the school. It will affect other people. The security of the apartment is tight, and the environment is quiet enough. It is more suitable for living during the publicity period.”

Chu Rong is still hesitating.Fu Jingchen said again: ""Erosion" was a big hit at the box office. According to the usual practice, the company would have rewarded participating artists. Rongrong, even without me, you deserve it."

Chu Rong sighed softly, "Then... thank you very much."

"do not mention it."

People who used to be so close can only communicate with each other in such a strange way today.After the three or two sentences were communicated, it seemed that there was nothing more to say.An unprecedented embarrassment spread between the microphones.Chu Rong seemed unable to bear it, so he said goodbye first.Fu Jingchen also said goodbye.Before hanging up, Fu Jingchen thought of the necklace by accident. Fu Jingchen couldn't help it, and blurted out: "Rongrong, thank you. I like the gift very much."

There was a long silence on the other side of the microphone.Chu Rong said "um" very lightly, and the call was cut off immediately.

Fu Jingchen kept his posture in the middle of the call, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the sunset slowly sinking into the skyline on the edge of the city.At that moment, the sunlight in his heart seemed to have sunk.