alternate performance

Maybe it's because he didn't have a good rest for two days and two nights, Xu Chenhe was so tired that when he was pressed on the bed and kissed by Gu Congran, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep when the other party pushed up his clothes and sucked his red fruit. It made Gu Congran wonder if his flirting skills had regressed greatly.

After helping Xu Chenhe pull up his clothes and cover him with a quilt, Gu Congran took a cold shower in the bathroom.It was not far from early winter, and the stimulation of cold water made people feel uncomfortable. Gu Congran made a quick decision, wiped his dripping hair and went into Xu Chenhe's bedroom, first turned on the heater to warm his body back up.

The person on the bed didn't turn over for half an hour. Gu Congran knew that he was very tired, so he moved from the end of the bed to stroke his hair. Seeing that his hand was outside the quilt, he grabbed his hand and wanted to stuff it under the quilt. inside.

When holding Xu Chenhe's hand, Gu Congran felt the roughness of his fingers and the thin calluses on his palm. He didn't know how much the other party had paid for a piece of artificial crystal that could be formed. Sucking his heart.

The various brands of skin care products on the dressing table are sorted in an orderly manner. Gu Congran has a lot of research on this aspect, so he picked out a restorative hand cream and went back to the bedside.

Unscrewing the lid, he squeezed out a little and rubbed it on Xu Chenhe's hands. He clasped the back of his hand, palm, and ten fingers together and then stroked them apart, allowing the hand cream to spread evenly between Xu Chenhe's fingers.I don't know whether I am applying hand cream for the other party, or taking the opportunity to eat human tofu.

There was a lot of movement, Xu Chenhe murmured and retracted his hands and turned to the other side. Gu Congran helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and then picked up the velvet box on the bedside table.

He thought that the photo hidden at the bottom was Xu Chenhe's photo, and remembered that the other party's mobile phone album did not have any personal photos; he guessed that it might be a photo of the two of them together, but he thought that they had never taken a photo together?

Uncovering the sponge, a three-inch over-plastic photo lay at the bottom, Gu Congran was so shocked that he almost dropped the box on the ground.

Even though the faces of Xu Chenhe and Jiang Hua are very similar, Gu Congran can tell at a glance that the person in the photo is Jiang Hua—a clip of a program that Jiang Hua once participated in.

There are subtitles in the screen shot from the program video: I dreamed that I became a whale.

So it wasn't Xu Chenhe who gave him the gift, it was Xu Chenhe who gave him the gift instead of Jiang Hua.

Realizing this fact, Gu Congran felt really uncomfortable.He suddenly couldn't tell whether Xu Chenhe in front of him was sincere or acting, and he couldn't tell who he was treating nicely.

Jiang Hua on the screen gradually shrunk into a blurred shadow in his mind, but the memory before the age of 20 was still deep.He remembered Jiang Hua's voice and smile when he was a teenager, wearing a baggy school uniform, shuttling among the desks and chairs in the classroom to distribute notebooks, or riding a bicycle in the streets and alleys under the scorching sun.

But Gu Congran can clearly realize that those scenes have been gone for a long time, like a detail read in a storybook, thinking about it will only bring endless aftertaste, nothing more.

The temperature in the room was a bit high, so Gu Congran turned off the heater, closed the door and walked out, turning to the guest room on the other side.Stopping in front of the wall cabinet, he looked at the gifts that were given to Xu Chenhe by fans on it.

Letters are the most simple gift. Artists can understand fans' expectations and encouragement for them in just a few words, and they can also more intuitively feel what kind of person they are in the eyes of fans.

In the middle of the night, Gu Congran opened and read all the letters. Affected by the rhetoric of "Jiang Hua"'s return, most fans cared about the life of "Jiang Hua" and asked him to ignore the negative public opinion on the Internet.

In fact, the real Jiang Hua never cared about the direction of public opinion about him on the Internet. He was clear about his purpose, and even the final suicide was only related to himself.

Xu Shenhe——

Gu Congran folded the letters neatly and compared them in his heart. Xu Chenhe was out of control in this messy circle. He never thought about whether Xu Chenhe would be swallowed by the mouth of the keyboard.

When putting the letter back, Gu Congran realized that something was missing from the cabinet. He took a big step back, his eyes flicked over each item, and finally realized: Where is the trophy that Xu Chenhe brought back from the grand ceremony? ?

When Gu Congran asked about Xu Chenhe at breakfast the next day, Xu Chenhe's eyelashes drooped and he bit the noodles off his mouth.

"Let's talk after eating." Xu Chenhe fiddled with the noodle soup in the bowl with his chopsticks, and he lost his appetite to eat it.

"Don't you just resell it?" Gu Congran stopped his chopsticks.

Xu Chenhe wiped his mouth with a tissue: "No, I didn't sell it."

"Where is it?" Gu Congran didn't know why he was obsessed with this issue, "Put it to the company?"

The velvet box was placed next to Gu Congran's hand, Xu Chenhe glanced at it, took it over, opened it and caught the whale inside: "This is done."

"..." Gu Congran was a little suspicious after being shocked, "Did you smash the trophy?"

The whale held in the palm of his hand was dug away by Gu Congran, Xu Chenhe retracted his hand and touched the broken piece on the edge of the table, saying: "That trophy does not belong to me, so—"

"So you destroyed it wantonly?" Gu Congran answered, his voice involuntarily became louder, "Xu Chenhe, what kind of mentality do you have, didn't you blame yourself when you broke it?"

Xu Chenhe curled up his fingers uneasily: "Don't guess my mind."

"What's the matter?" Gu Congran squeezed the crystal whale that was squeezed out of temperature, "If you don't want that trophy, you can give it to me in its entirety. There's no need to fool me with anything. What’s the difference between satirizing Jiang’s paintings?”

"I...admit that I did something wrong," Xu Chenhe looked directly into Gu Congran's eyes, "but do you really think this is deceit or irony?"

"If it's according to what you said," Gu Congran raised his hand, "wouldn't you think it was a sarcasm if I threw it again?"

"Don't—" Xu Chenhe got up in a hurry, but Gu Congran had already swung his arm and slammed the whale to the ground.

"I'll just pretend I didn't take this gift." Gu Congran's soles of his shoes ran over the shattered cheap crystals on the ground, he put on his coat and slammed the door and left without looking back.

It wasn't until the mobile phone vibrated rapidly on the desktop that Xu Chenhe slowly came back to his senses.He didn't answer the phone, he squatted down slowly while supporting his numb knees, the sound of crystals falling to the ground and shattering constantly echoed in his ears.

The artificial crystal is not glass, and it is not completely broken, but it is true that a broken whale cannot be repaired.During those two days and nights, he was learning and making in the cramped and dark small studio. His hands were scratched and cut open, but nothing was as good as the joy he felt when the finished product was about to come out.

The vibration of the mobile phone stopped, and after a while it vibrated violently again. Xu Chenhe stretched out his arms and fished for the mobile phone to connect: "Brother Zhu."

"Are you at home?" Zhu Huiting said, "Did you just wake up, it took so long to answer the phone."

Backlogged emotions welled up from his throat, and Xu Chenhe froze the crystal fragments on the ground with his right hand, trying his best to make his voice sound normal: "I just finished breakfast, and I didn't have time to answer while washing dishes in the kitchen."

Zhu Huiting was very sensitive: "What's wrong with your voice?"

"..." Xu Chenhe sniffed his nose, felt the scorching heat of tears on the back of his hand, "I have a little cold."

"Damn, what happened?" Zhu Huiting felt something was wrong when he heard the other party's trembling voice, "I'm at home, I'll go find you."

"Wait a minute—" Before Xu Chenhe could finish speaking, Zhu Huiting hung up the phone. He straightened his hair, stood up on the chair, and took away the velvet box that Gu Congran left on the table.

When Zhu Huiting arrived, Xu Chenhe was washing dishes in front of the sink. Zhu Huiting leaned against the refrigerator and asked, "It's only two dishes, and you've been washing them for a long time."

"Stop mocking me." Xu Chenhe crossed the water to dry himself, "I'm so annoying."

"It's rare to hear such a straightforward complaint from your mouth." Zhu Huiting smiled, "I haven't seen you cry after so many difficulties, what is it for this time, Gu Congran let you go Obedient?"

After getting along for a long time, Zhu Huiting is a close friend to Xu Chenhe. He took off his apron, walked to the water dispenser to get a glass of water for him, and complained to Zhu Huiting sincerely: "You I also know his bad temper."

"It looks serious this time," Zhu Huiting took the water glass, "wasn't it his birthday yesterday, didn't he have a good time?"

"He doesn't like the gift I gave." Xu Chenhe pushed Zhu Huiting's arm to signal him to borrow it, opened the refrigerator and took out two fruits, "Calm down and think about it, it's actually my fault. The trophy was dropped, and I took the pieces and ground a whale for him, in his view, I was satirizing Jiang Hua."

I have never seen any strange things in the entertainment industry, but when it happened to Xu Chenhe, Zhu Huiting wanted to know what the other party thought: "What is your original intention?"

Xu Chenhe cut the fruit with his head down, his movements were quick, but his speech was slow: "I have been stimulated enough by him, I just want to show him my position, and the honor I got by borrowing Jiang Hua's fame and strength is in my favor." This is just a piece of useless crystal material, but I can turn it into something valuable and give it to him. I like him, but after knowing that I have no results with him, I will definitely separate myself from Jiang Hua in his eyes Come on, I don't want to live my whole life in anyone's shadow."

The cut fruits filled the plate, Xu Chenhe squeezed the salad dressing and poked two forks: "Sit outside, don't stand."

"Xu Chenhe, I found that you are terribly sober." Zhu Huiting followed him and sat down in the living room. "I have been worried that you would fall into it. It seems that I was worrying too much."

"I got stuck in my foot, and then I pulled my leg out of the quicksand river in time." Xu Chenhe forked a piece of fruit and bit it into his mouth, tasted the sweet and sour taste, and then neutralized the bitterness he tasted from Gu Congran. , "In the future, I will fulfill the obligation to play Jiang Hua in front of him, but as myself, I have to restrain those thoughts that I shouldn't have."

Looking at Xu Chenhe's side face, Zhu Huiting sighed: "Actually, what happened between you and him... I am also responsible."

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See you the day after tomorrow!