Pleasant wood into forest

Before Yang Yizun could speak again, Xia Wei dragged him to the hotel.

Due to the fever, Yang Yizun's palms were very hot, and his lips were also abnormally red.Xia Wei took him all the way back to his room, and went to his room to find a pack of antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Xia Wei poured a glass of water and handed it to Yang Yizun, watching him swallow it.

Yang Yizun shook his head.

It was getting late, Xia was inconvenient to stay in his room for a long time, so he washed the cup, boiled a pot of hot water and put it in the bottle before leaving, and said: "Drink more hot water, I will live next door. The door is unlocked, if you need anything, just call me."

Yang Yizun raised his head and smiled politely at him: "Thank you."

Looking at his pale and thin profile, Xia Wei always felt unbearable, and it took a long time before he hesitated to close the door and leave.

The corridor returned to silence, and in the corner not far away, two furtive figures finally poked their heads out.

"Look, I'll just say it's tricky. How could I start defending him for no reason? It turned out that he climbed into someone's bed."

Yu Liu's face was gloomy, his facial features were all twisted together.

"You don't have to take it seriously. I think Mr. Yang is just trying to make something new. You see, he didn't stay overnight."

"Have someone distribute the photo they just took—"

"This is unavoidable. Xia Wei has no reputation at all, and it's useless to expose it. This matter will only involve the Yang family. Yang Yizun, you must not mess with it. If he starts to investigate, we will reveal the truth sooner or later. By then Don't talk about me, even Dou Wanfei can't help you."

Yu Liu gritted his teeth unwillingly, and asked, "You said last time that he was afraid of dogs, is it true?"

"Really, I saw Jiang Yu going out for a walk with his dog the other day, and when I met him on the way, he deliberately took a detour, so I went up and asked him, and the girl didn't have a heart at all, so she told me everything."

"Hmph, just wait and see."

Xia Wei woke up before dawn the next day, quickly washed and dressed, counted a few pills and knocked on the door next door.

The door was not closed at all, Xia Wei hesitated for a while, and walked in lightly, thinking that Yang Yizun hadn't gotten up yet, but unexpectedly the bed was empty and there was no one there.

The suitcase in the corner was nowhere to be seen either. From the looks of it, Yang Yizun probably returned to the city last night, and he didn't say hello to him before he left.Xia Wei clenched the antipyretic in his palm, feeling an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

"Yue Mu, I'll go downstairs to buy two batteries, and I'll be back in five minutes."

"Success, remember to bring me a pack of cigarettes."

……

"Yue Mu, I'm going to meet an old classmate at night, I only have dinner, and I must be back before eight o'clock."

"Understood, drink less wine."

Many years ago, when they first lived together, Yang Yizun would tell him every time he went out, even if he went downstairs to throw a trash to buy a bag of fruit, he would seriously stop him and tell him when he would be back.Yue Mu was once unaccustomed to this mode, and once asked Yang Yizun curiously: "Why do you notify me every time you go out, I have no intention of checking your post."

"I want to give you a sense of security." Yang Yizun was aggrieved, "What, you find it annoying?"

"No, no, I'm afraid you will feel restricted."

"I'm yours now," Yang Yizun lay on Yue Mu's body, rubbing his soft hair back and forth against his belly, and said, "I just want you to know where you can find me 24 hours a day .”

"Ha, don't make trouble, it's so itchy..."

He was so addicted to getting along like this that he almost forgot that Yang Yizun had always been indifferent and alienated, even indifferent to outsiders.

Xia Wei bent down and threw the squeezed wet pills into the trash can, and closed the door behind him.Yang Yizun really has no obligation to report his whereabouts to him, after all, they have nothing to do with each other now.

The play in the afternoon is a monologue by Guan Qingxi. It is about the hero Lin Mu who passed away many years ago. His lover Yang Li came to the grave to pay homage and express his longing for these years.The timeline of this scene is close to the end of the movie, and it can be regarded as the crowning touch of the whole play. It highlights the hidden feelings of the two male protagonists to a high level, and the overall atmosphere is so sad that it makes people cry.

Some people don't understand why Mo Sen didn't choose the rainy or cloudy day that most sacrificial scenes would choose, but chose a sunny day. To this, Mo Sen only replied: "The forest should be with the sun."

These two days were hot and stuffy. The actors who didn't have a part in the show didn't come, and they just rested in the hotel. Only Xia Wei followed, standing aside and watching the show.

This monologue is a test of his line skills, and Guan Qingxi has had a headache for two nights because of this, but he has memorized the lines fluently, but he can't pronounce the tone properly.

Mo Sen's obsessive-compulsive disorder was manifested at this time. The two of them pondered over the lines repeatedly, constantly changing their movements and angles, and the sun was about to set in a blink of an eye.According to the weather forecast, tomorrow will officially enter the rainy season which lasts for half a month, and then the temperature will drop into autumn. If the filming is not good today, most of them will have to rely on the later stage.

"Try again." Mo Sen glanced at the playback and shook his head again.

Guan Qingxi was considered patient and nodded.He was exposed to the scorching sun all afternoon, and his face was sore from the sun. Although he looked tired at this time, he still cheered up, took a sip of mineral water from the staff, and continued to go back to shoot.

"Come on, get ready."

Xia Wei changed his position, stood behind the camera, and stared at the camera.

To be honest, Guan Qingxi's acting skills are not bad.In the camera, he kneels affectionately in front of the tomb, with tears in his eyes, reddish nose, one hand on the tombstone, choked up and speaks lines, looking extremely mournful.

"Ka—" Mo Sen stopped shouting.

Guan Qingxi broke down a bit, jumping up like a grasshopper, rubbing his hair violently.

Xia Wei took a bottle of ice water and walked over: "Are you okay?"

"Old Xia, am I in a bad mood today?" Guan Qingxi asked in distress.

Xia Wei's eyes fell on the tombstone.This stele is naturally a prop. Although the granite is deliberately worn out, it is still obviously different from the tombstone that has really experienced wind and rain.There is a black and white photo in the middle, like him, but not like him.

Anyone who is familiar with the props group knows that it is unlucky to put a photo of the actor himself on the tombstone, so according to the usual practice, this photo will be changed a few times, some to sharpen the chin, some to enlarge the eyes, some to add or remove a few moles and spots, symbolically distinguished from the actor himself.In this photo of Xia Wei, because the makeup effect is higher than his actual age, he looks more mature. The moving part should be the end of the eye, which is slightly raised. It is much gentler than him now, and it is what he looked like before he passed away.

Was it intentional, or just a coincidence?

"Old Xia?"

Xia Wei came back to his senses.

"What are you looking at, with such a mournful expression."

"It's nothing." Xia Wei said, before Guan Qingxi could ask further, he said, "Your action just now was wrong."

"Why not?"

"Hands, it should be like this, stick it all over."

Guan Qingxi's eyes widened.

Xia Wei withdrew his hand from the stele, led him to watch the replay, and analyzed: "Imagine, I am the person you love deeply, and you have been thinking about me for ten years-don't laugh-now you have finally finished Having fulfilled the dream of two people, how would you feel when you came to the tombstone again? Is it only grief?"

Mo Sen, who was on the side, nodded when he heard his words: "Sorrow and longing are two opposite things. One fades with time, and the other grows with time. Ten years is long enough. At this time, your longing It should be greater than sadness."

"Also," Xia Wei pointed at the screen, Guan Qingxi's half-kneeling posture said, "Kneeling is too insincere, only the knees and toes touch the ground, if you observe carefully, you will know the real sad person Kneeling, the whole calf is limp on the ground. And your hand, you only subconsciously touched my tombstone with your fingertips, is it because the stone tablet is too hot in the sun, so you dislike it?"

Guan Qingxi was rendered speechless by what he said, and suddenly she was enlightened: "I understand."

The surroundings quickly became busy, and the makeup artist came over to comb Guan Qingxi's messy hair just now, and added a little makeup on him.

"Okay, let's get ready, Xiao Xia, what are you doing in a daze?"

Xia Wei realized that he had taken the position of the photographer, and hurriedly stepped aside: "I'm sorry."

This time, after shooting again, it is obvious that Guan Qingxi has entered the state.I saw him walking gently to the tombstone, knelt down slowly, his movements were light, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping people inside.Then, he said softly and intimately: "I'm here, are you sleeping well?"

When he said this, there was even a smile on his face, but soon, the smile gradually faded, and the eyes that had been staring at the tombstone turned red: "Look, I miss you again, isn't it very sweet?" Nothing."

After saying this, Guan Qingxi smiled lightly like a self-deprecating figure, her upright kneeling figure collapsed, leaning against the tombstone, and sat down with her head leaning against the stone tablet.

"This..." The scene next to him said to himself, "This is different from the script."

Mawson didn't move, just staring at the camera, his eyes almost bursting into flames.

"In the past ten years, I have been to many places. You once said that the water in Xisha is very clear, so I went to see..." Guan Qingxi leaned on the tombstone, chatting to the sleeping man like a gossip. people talk.

It has been a day of filming, and his face shows a trace of exhaustion just right, which perfectly blends with the state of mind of the characters in the play.

As the sun sets in the distance, a smear of blood-red setting sun hangs in the sky, outlining a golden edge for the layers of clouds, and the entire sky is reflected in a gorgeous red.The rare Huoshaoyun, like a beautiful natural backdrop, covers every person and monument in the cemetery.

"...You see, we have so many things to do, but we are always quarreling. It's not that time is not kind enough to you and me, but it can only be blamed. When we were young, we didn't know that life was so impermanent."

After finishing the last rather literary line, Guan Qingxi raised her tear-filled eyes, bent down gently, and kissed the cold tombstone. At the same time, the setting sun in the distance sank at that moment and disappeared Into the endless sky.

"Crack!" Mo Sen's hands were almost shaking when he called to stop, and he went up excitedly to hug Guan Qingxi, "It's great! It's great! It's perfect!"

Guan Qingxi looked dazed, he hadn't come out of the scene at all, and after being shaken repeatedly by several people, he realized that the filming was over.For the first time, he hugged a staff member's shoulder and cried loudly: "I feel so fucking sad..."

Xia Wei quietly withdrew from the set amidst laughter and laughter.

A few gusts of hot wind blew in and messed up his bangs. He walked quietly by himself, his eyes unable to focus for a long time.Perhaps because of the color tone, the streets at dusk always look extraordinarily lonely, and two or three big birds are chirping on the branches, calling for the young birds to return to their nests.

"Old Xia," Guan Qingxi chased after him at some point, and excitedly patted Xia Wei on the shoulder, "The director asked me to thank you, you know a lot, have you ever studied acting?"

"No." Xia Wei paused, his eyes suddenly turned red uncontrollably.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Guan Qingxi was at a loss.

Xia Wei covered his eyes and just shook his head, he had never learned acting, he just secretly saw Yang Yizun go to his grave.

as well as--

That man actually really loves him.