The second boss and his goblin

Today is Lin Yongjia's last day on the set. After filming this suicide scene, he will officially wrap up.Mugaoge was a little afraid to see Lin Yongjia's sad and desperate look on his face, but he was also afraid that Lin Yongjia would be too involved in the play as before, and he would be stuck in Ancheng's emotions and couldn't get out, so he stayed outside the set wait for him.

On the set, Lin Yongjia under the camera kept playing the piano crazily, seemingly chaotic movements, but the melody could be captured by the pleasant music.People who hear this piece of piano music feel like a boat floating on the sea, the hull is already dilapidated, and the rotten wood is covered with moss.There is a vast ocean all around, and there is no trace of any land.On a night of thunderstorms, there are roaring thunders in the distance, and the waves keep pouring into the cabin, a desperate situation.

An Cheng seemed to be possessed by a demon, his eyes stared straight at the keys, no longer as agile as before.Suddenly the sound of the piano stopped, and the whole room fell silent. Ancheng's mother finally stopped when she heard the sound of the piano, stood at the door and knocked on the door cautiously: "Son, take a rest, don't worry your parents."

But Ancheng ignored it, he took a pen and paper, and quickly wrote down the melody he played just now.

"Ka, Lin Yongjia, write more anxiously, it's not urgent enough!" The director shouted anxiously holding a loudspeaker.

"Okay, I see." Lin Yongjia shook his hand, and was about to do it all over again, when he suddenly found a person standing beside the set, looking at them quietly, it was Zhang Antai.

Lin Yongjia didn't know why Zhang Antai suddenly appeared here today.The Zhang family of the three investors invested the most money, but the Zhang family basically never appeared on the set, making people forget the existence of the Zhang family inadvertently.

Why did Zhang Antai suddenly appear here today?The director had already started calling for all departments to be in place, so Lin Yongjia didn't think about it any further.

In the last scene of Lin Yongjia, An Cheng ran out in the mental ward, shouting: "Piano, give me the piano."

The doctors and nurses had no choice but to find a tape recorder to play the piano tapes for An Cheng.

An Cheng, who heard the sound of the piano, became quiet, and obediently sat on the side of the bed watching the tape recorder, but every time the nurse came to feed the medicine, he would ask, "Can I play the piano tomorrow?"

As long as there is a piano sound in the room, Ancheng will not do some self-harm, because his hands are playing a non-existent piano along with the music played from the tape, and the expression on his face is very happy.

One tape was nearly degaussed, and the hospital replaced him with a new tape.

An Cheng was playing along with the piano sound from the tape recorder as usual, but suddenly heard a familiar melody.

"To Alice"

Ancheng stopped his movements, stared blankly at the tape recorder, after a while a sweet and shy smile appeared on his face, and said softly: "Brother Zhang."

Ancheng began to repeat this piano piece every day, and after listening to it once, rewind the tape and start over again.The nurse who made the rounds felt her ears almost callused, and the nurse discussed with An Cheng, "How about listening to another piano piece?"

The nurses in the mental hospital always regarded the lunatic as a disobedient child. After Ancheng shook his head, the nurse thought it was just a child's temper, so he fast-forwarded the tape and played another piece of music: "Listen, this one is also very good."

"Brother Zhang, it's gone." An Cheng stared blankly at the tape recorder, then turned to look at the nurse who was smiling at him, and suddenly picked up the tape recorder and threw it at the nurse: "Give me back Brother Zhang!"

The nurse ran out of the ward screaming and covering her head, and locked An Cheng inside.

An Cheng took the tape recorder and slammed the door hard, knocking out several parts, but the door remained motionless.An Cheng hugged the tape recorder and shrank his body little by little, leaned his back against the door, and cried in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, where are you, Brother Zhang..."

Suddenly, the piano sound of "To Alice" came from outside the window, stumbling, like a movement played by a beginner.An Cheng raised his head and looked at the window, his eyes were shining, and he walked towards the glass window step by step.

"Brother Zhang, have you come to pick me up?" An Cheng climbed onto the windowsill and jumped down smiling.

No one knows whether the last piano piece he heard was actually played by a beginner outside the window or if An Cheng had heard it hallucinate.

Lin Yongjia, who jumped down from the window sill, hit the safety air cushion with a "bang". He turned over and jumped up from the cushion with a dull and dazed expression.The director knew that he hadn't come out of the emotion of entering the play, and kept talking with him, hoping to bring him back to real life as soon as possible.

"Boss Zhang doesn't know why he came today, Lin Yongjia, what do you think he is here today?"

"..."

"Your performance in the end was really good. I have a hunch that this movie might win an award!"

"..."

"Lin Yongjia, although you are emotional, you can't ignore the director like this. Speaking of Mu Gaoge, how can he rest assured that you are alone in today's scene?"

"Brother Mu... mobile phone, give me the mobile phone!" Lin Yongjia finally had some reaction to Mu Gaoge's name. I have to go upstairs and find a window to jump.

"Hurry up! Why are you standing there, hurry up and get Lin Yongjia's cell phone. Here comes, cell phone, here's your cell phone."

Lin Yongjia took the phone and called Mugaoge with trembling hands, and the call was quickly connected.

"The filming is over, then I'll come in." Mugaoge's voice came from the other end of the phone. The moment Lin Yongjia heard his voice, tears came down. He hugged his knees and squatted on the ground crying, sobbing Said to Mu Gaoge: "Brother Mu, come here quickly, I miss you so much."

As soon as Mugaoge heard it, he knew that it was Lin Yongjia who was emotionally affected by being too involved in the drama again. He cursed and hurried into the set, regardless of how many people were watching, and put the crying man on the ground Lin Yongjia hugged him into his arms: "Be good, brother Jiajia, be good, stop crying, stop crying, it's all fake."

"No, it's not fake, it's true, it's true that Ancheng is dead." Mugaoge really doesn't know how to comfort people at all, and Lin Yongjia cried even more sadly when he said this.

"Okay, okay, really. Ancheng has been dead for a long time, so you don't have to cry."

"I, I'm going to cry, why don't you have any sympathy." Lin Yongjia thumped Mugaoge's chest bitterly.

"Tsk, little ancestor, what are you sad about now?" Mu Gaoge couldn't comfort him, he couldn't figure out what Lin Yongjia was thinking.

"I, I don't know, I'm just sad." Lin Yongjia couldn't explain why he felt so sad. He clearly knew that he was Lin Yongjia and not An Cheng, but the emotion of An Cheng was still affecting him during the acting process.At the same time, as a bystander now, the love between Ancheng and Zhang Honghong made Lin Yongjia feel extremely desperate.There is no misunderstanding, the two clearly love each other so much, but they still can't be together in the end.

"Brother Mu, I'm afraid." Lin Yongjia hugged Mugaoge's waist tightly.

"Afraid of what?" Mu Gaoge kissed Lin Yongjia's forehead.

"I'm afraid that even if we love each other so much, we won't be able to be together forever. I'm so afraid."

"Fool, what are you thinking?" Mugaoge was sore when Lin Yongjia said it, because even he couldn't say with [-]% certainty that the two of them could grow old without twists and turns. This kind of thing is the most impermanent.

"Lin Yongjia, do you still remember?" Mugaoge whispered next to Lin Yongjia's ear.

"You said this is a novel world, so Duan Lin and Xu Qingru will always be together, right?"

"En." Lin Yongjia nodded in Mugaoge's arms, which was the default.

"Then we love each other as much as they do, or more than they do, so we can be sure that we will always be together."

"But..." Lin Yongjia always felt that there was something wrong with this theory, but he couldn't tell.

"No but, this is not the real world, so there are so many accidents." In order to comfort Lin Yongjia, Mu Gaoge willingly admitted that this is not the real world.

"I still feel that there is something wrong." Although it feels strange, what Lin Yongjia has to admit is that he has been comforted, and the most frightening place in his heart has been filled by Mugaoge's reasons, and he no longer sends it out continuously. Fear of separation.

"Don't cry, there are so many people watching." Mugaoge stroked Lin Yongjia's hair.

"It's embarrassing, let's change clothes and leave!" Lin Yongjia came out of Mugaoge's arms with a blushing face, took his hand and left quickly, causing the director to chase after them: "Lin Yongjia , red envelope, go to the dark red envelope for playing the dead!"

"Brother Mu, I've been playing the piano just now. My fingers are sore. I need to pinch, kiss, and massage." When Lin Yongjia came out after changing clothes and Mugaoge was sticky, he ran into someone who had been waiting for them. Zhang Antai.

"Mr. Zhang, what a coincidence." Mu Gao greeted Lin Yongjia, who had suddenly become serious, and greeted him.

"Unfortunately, I'm waiting for Lin Yongjia, may I have a chance to speak?" Zhang Antai made a gesture of invitation to Lin Yongjia.

Lin Yongjia and Mu Gaoge exchanged glances and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Private matters." Zhang Antai glanced at Mugaoge, afraid that he might misunderstand, and added: "I just want to talk to you about Uncle An."

"Okay." Lin Yongjia asked Mu Gaoge to wait for him in the car first, and chatted with Zhang Antai slowly.

There is a suburb outside the studio. In autumn, the mountains in the distance are still green, but the grass on the side of the road has already decayed. The cold wind blowing in the face made Lin Yongjia feel more refreshed, because of the wind that he cried just now. Blowing on the face makes people feel dry. Lin Yongjia couldn't help thinking: Will the skin become rough after being blown by the wind like this.

"They all said that you are very good at acting, and you have brought An Cheng to life." Zhang Antai praised Lin Yongjia, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I want to ask you, what do you think An Cheng was thinking about when he finally died?" Zhang Antai looked at the intersection in the distance, and could vaguely see Mugaoge parking there waiting.

"I played An Cheng, in the end... he was between sober and unconscious. He heard the sound of the piano and saw Zhang Honghong in a trance. He knew it was fake, but he couldn't help laughing Get up. He couldn’t hold on any longer, and in the end he jumped off rather than being delirious, it’s more like a relief.” Lin Yongjia slowly talked about the mood he felt when he was acting, and looked at Zhang Antai’s expression , he inexplicably felt that what he said was a little cruel, and quickly added.

"Of course, this is just my understanding. The real Ancheng may not think so."

"Relief? Do you think he hates it?" Zhang Antai said in a low voice, but Lin Yongjia couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yongjia always felt that Zhang Antai appeared on the set today as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

Zhang Antai glanced at Lin Yongjia, who was looking at him worriedly, and smiled: "It's nothing. Lin Yongjia, my son also likes men, and he's pretty good. If you break up with Mugaoge, I can introduce you to someone else." .”

Lin Yongjia shook his head quickly: "No need, no need, brother Mu and I will not be separated."

Seeing his quick refusal, Zhang Antai laughed, and then said to him earnestly: "Lin Yongjia, hold on. No matter what others tell you later, don't believe it. The two people who love each other are neither a burden nor the other. , no matter what happens, they are at their best when they are together."

Lin Yongjia was confused by Zhang Antai's words, what does it mean not to believe anything, Zhang Antai's son is not gay?

Lin Yongjia always felt that there was something in Zhang Antai's words. Thinking of the Zhang family's father-son relationship, he had a bad guess in his heart.

"Mr. Mu, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Go there quickly. I'll take a stroll." Zhang Antai nodded to Mugaoge, turned and left alone.

Lin Yongjia didn't know what to do in this wilderness place. He sat in the car and looked at Zhang Antai standing in the same place in the rearview mirror, with his back bent, as if he was being held down by something. The mountains in the distance.

Zhang Antai stood there alone, with the unique vicissitudes of a man who is nearly fifty years old. Lin Yongjia couldn't tell whether Zhang Antai, who looked so painful, was hateful or pitiful.

"What are you looking at?" Mugog asked.

"I'm probably reading...the real version of the abuse."

The author has something to say:

In the end, I didn’t write too directly, do you understand_(:з」∠)_

There are some things that I don’t want to write so straightforwardly. If I don’t understand, I will add a detailed content to the plot in two days.

(Suddenly found it difficult to end this week? It seems that there are still three, four, five or six days to write????)

Don't forget tomorrow's Tuesday, and there will be a second update today, you can save a chapter to read tomorrow.