Broker, take me~

The lights of the opera house are gorgeous and changeable, constantly changing the location of their projection as the plot progresses on the stage.Huang Liangyu's hair, which was swept by Guangyu from time to time, almost blended into this simple and thick rhyme palace, exuding a honey-like gold and copper color.

In the past few days, he has watched all the opera performances that can be scheduled. He has watched the famous operas one by one.Looking all over China and abroad, there are countless literatures describing such tragic love due to disparity in family background, which made me cry.In the past, Huang Liangyu was particularly dismissive of these things, because of the influence of his mother, he often felt that what caused the tragedy was not the family background of those men and women, but their own cowardice.When he really experienced it himself, he realized that the shackles of reality were really heavy enough to break everything.Even if he could do everything, he lost in his love.

His senior was so good, so good that he couldn't bear to let him go through any risks.Just like grown-up children begin to disbelieve in fairy tales, young adults who have finally grown up also begin to question the surroundings.He doesn't believe that the goodwill of this world is enough to allow his love to exist, he doesn't believe that the tempering of time and the impermanence of the world will not separate them, and he doesn't even believe that he can give the best to each other.If his love will cause harm to the person he loves, if the person he loves will never get the completeness he expected because of his love, if such love will bring irreparable regrets, even if there is only one A little bit of possibility, why does he still let this love exist?

Huang Liangyu, who walked out of the theater, was stung by the pouring sunlight. Every inch of the bright white light seemed to mock his incompetence and cowardice.The road ahead remained unchanged, but he felt that he could no longer take the first step.

It was already late when he went back, he did not deny that he had been deliberately avoiding Song Xingran these days, except for the necessary dressing changes and three meals, he always minimized getting along with men as much as possible.The sound of the news broadcast could be heard in the house, and he knew that it was Song Xingran's routine to turn on the TV every day, even if he couldn't see it, he liked to listen to it.Huang Liangyu even tuned up several domestic channels specifically for his habit.

The entertainment broadcast session had just started, Huang Liangyu greeted the man in the living room, and was about to walk away when he was pinned down by a familiar name.

"...The eldest son of the chairman of the Qin Group, who is also a well-known film and television actor, Qin Zhi, officially got married on XX, XX. The woman is the daughter of the XXX Group..."

Huang Liangyu stared blankly at the man with a decent smile on the screen, and the word "big marriage" roared in his head like a bomb.He subconsciously looked at Song Xingran's expression, but found that the other party's face was calm and nothing unusual.Did he already know?It's impossible, it's impossible for him to contact anyone in order not to let them know about his affairs.

The TV had already reached the interview stage, and the reporter held up the microphone and said to Qin Jin: "Your fans are very dissatisfied with your hasty marriage, what do you think?"

Huang Liangyu's heart was aroused by this question. He really wanted to know Qin Jin's answer. After all, he always thought that a man had the same thoughts about Song as he did, so how could he get married without saying a word.

"At a certain stage in life, there is always a decision to face, not to mention that I am not young." The man who said this laughed without any hesitation or dodge: "Our family has a rule, I can only choose one career or love. I was too willful in the first half of my life, which made a lot of responsibilities fall on my younger brother. So, when I choose the career I want, I will naturally take care of the rest. Love is left to him. It's not that I don't want love, but this career means too much to me. What it sacrifices and represents is not only me, it establishes the relationship between me and my important people. For this connection, this gaze, I will spare no effort to protect it."

The reporter probably didn't expect that Qin Jin, who always likes to practice Tai Chi or simply ignores the questions, would answer so seriously this time, he was taken aback for a moment before continuing: "Then why did you come to this time slot in such a hurry?"

"Actually, my father mentioned this marriage a long time ago, but it was delayed by me for a long time. The reason why it happened at this time..." At this point, Qin Jin paused, pursed his lips slightly, No matter how you hide your good emotions, it is still mixed with a trace of helpless pampering: "I think it should be destined by the heavens. Only the soul that is free from shelter can become more determined, and only the soul that is free from tolerance can mature. If there is If someone around you always tells you to obey your heart, unconditionally support all your decisions, and even make things difficult for yourself to perfect you, then I think many people will never make this decision. But it is just like this, we will always be in his eyes They are all children and cannot become heroes. So, when I can't contact this person for the time being, how can I not hurry up and take the opportunity to be a hero. After all, the last thing I want is to let him down."

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Qin Ting's answer was a bit inexplicable, and even a little suspected of force-feeding chicken soup.But for Huang Liangyu who knew everything, what he wanted to express couldn't be more obvious, not to mention the expression on the actor's face was even more moving than all the characters he played.Even the reporter who wanted to be aggressive couldn't help sighing: "It's really gentle."

"How can people who are treated with tenderness not be tender in return."

The interview on TV finally came to an end, Huang Liangyu turned to look at Song Xingran.For some reason, he was suddenly glad that the man couldn't see and couldn't feel what Qin Jin's expression revealed.But even so, there was a smile on the corner of Song Xingran's mouth, a smile full of relief and joy.Huang Liangyu had no doubts that the eyes under the white bandage must have bent the corners of the eyes and brows.

"Senior..." He hesitated to ask, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart: "Very happy?"

"Because he is really brave." Song Xingran seemed to let go of something, exuding a kind of lightness all over his body: "I should be proud of him."

So, you want him to make these decisions, don't you?Do you hope that he will give up another possibility between you for your career and dream?Do you also hope that he will prove his maturity and helplessness by this method of having to compromise?

At that moment, Huang Liangyu seemed to have heard the emotional answer he hadn't said yet: I only hope that we are in the relationship between seniors, Liang Yu, don't ruin yourself because of a momentary impulse.

Yes, he will always be treated as a child by him.

The grievance and sourness that had been suppressed in my heart since Shen Zhenhai's phone call finally surged up together. The most frightening thing is not being blocked by others, but the most frightening thing is that the person you love personally cut off your way forward.

Those tears that represented despair finally flowed out silently.And the most ironic thing is that the person who gave him hope and then turned him into despair is right in front of his eyes. The distance between them is so short that all the lingering emotions can be easily conveyed, but none of them can see. One is difficult to make a sound.

"Vision will be restored soon, but please be careful not to touch the sun, otherwise you may be permanently blind."

The last check-up doctor said such a thing.At this time, the scars on Song Xingran's body were almost invisible, and he looked very happy after hearing the news.But looking at the smile on his lips, Huang Liangyu felt as if his heart had been stabbed.Does he really, really want to go back?

It's like a bird with broken wings. When the wings are back to normal, no matter what mood the person who adopts it has, it will definitely fly back to its original nest without looking back.

It seems that the cities in California will never be quiet, the hustle and bustle of people, the roar of cars, the whistling of waves, and even the sound of the wind is rushing and deafening.And these seem to be magnified countless times under the baking of the sun, and the dazzling white chaos becomes a direct mental shock.Under these shocks, human consciousness gradually moves away from the subject, blurring into plaque-like things.

Even though the room was dark with thick curtains, and the walls blocked the sound well, Huang Liangyu felt that those plaques had been occupying his mind, and he had been craving him non-stop since he came back from the hospital. The only remaining consciousness.

In the middle of the dark room was a low-flat mattress, which was specially set up to prevent Song Xingran from accidentally falling off the bed.At this time, the man was lying in it and fast asleep.He is so quiet, even breathing is like a breeze, and the chaos in Huang Liangyu's heart is almost two worlds.

Many people spend their entire lives looking for peace of mind, and many people can't understand it when they practice Zen and enlightenment.But Huang Liangyu was lucky, he knew that the medicine that could truly calm his inner restlessness was there, and he looked at him like he was looking at a peaceful sea.But he is also unlucky, not being able to ask for something is more insane than not being able to meet him. He looked at his sea and was almost drowned by his own hysteria.

How can I keep you?How can I make you only belong to me?

Those plaques gradually turned black, sticking together into a deep and oppressive darkness.With the movement of opening the curtain, he was enveloped by the darkness.Black and white are distinct, light and dark are indistinguishable, the golden hair is like an angel wearing a holy light, but the shadow projected on the ground looks like a devil.

"Senior, wake up."

In the air, angels began to cry and demons began to sing.

The gauze on the eyes was gently removed, and the man with his eyes closed looked surprisingly well-behaved and innocent.The thin eyelids fluttered slightly, and the butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, but before that, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.The half-dream man climbed up the young man's shoulders along the arms propped on the side of his neck, stroking his back gently as if comforting a large animal, and with the other hand back and forth where his cheek and hair meet Rubbing, the fingertips swept across the corners of the eyes several times.

Song Xingran hadn't woken up yet, and even the words he said were like ramblings, but the tenderness in them seemed to overflow: "It's okay, Liang Yu, it's okay, I'm here. I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I can't Look at you carefully. Is it hard to be alone? Don't be sad, Liangha."

God waved the shepherd's stick and called out, and finally hooked him back to the light.

The noise in his mind stopped instantly, and those plaques were completely shattered.Huang Liangyu seemed to wake up suddenly, looking at Song Xingran who was frowning slightly in the bright sun and almost opened his eyes, stood up in shock: "Senior, don't open your eyes!"

While yelling, he staggered over to pull the curtain tightly, and the cloth thing broke off one side because of his excessive force.The sun seemed to be taking revenge on him, once again scrambling to pour down.

The young man ran towards his redemption in a panic, hugged him tightly in his arms, and wept bitterly.