It turns out that hype CP is true love

38.

Today is Jian Xiaoning's death day.

The autumn rain was pouring heavily, and against the background of a suit of black clothes, Jian Zhen's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and thin, black and white drew a dividing line on his body.

Jian Xiaoning had just turned forty when she left. Her supposedly beautiful face was haggard due to illness. Before she died, she lost her hair due to chemotherapy, and her face was so thin that it was deformed. Who would recognize her as she was lying on the hospital bed? What about Jian Xiaoning, a youthful actor more than ten years ago.

Jian Zhen's hand caressed Jian Xiaoning's tombstone lightly, his eyes were quiet, with an almost sharp tranquility.

"This year's debut is considered smooth."

"Yan Shuoman took good care of me and treated me very well. They all treated me very well, and so did Aunt Ye."

"Yan Guanghua still hasn't woken up, I don't know if he will wake up."

"With a lot of people supporting me, liking me, but mostly liking who I am in front of them, there's nothing to be happy about."

"The person I told you about...still in love."

"More and more... I like each other, we will be together tomorrow and every day, but I still feel that we are far away from each other."

"He always treats me like a younger brother, treats me very well, and likes to make fun of me verbally. But he likes girls, I don't want to open the window paper bucket, I shouldn't force him to go this way The way he shouldn't go? I shouldn't be so selfish, right?"

"It's fine now." Jian Zhen smiled slightly and lowered her voice, "It's fine."

It was raining all the time, and his voice was so soft that he was almost smashed into the rain and lost his hearing.

He spoke very illogically, thinking of what to say, his eyes were slightly blank, and now became clear again.

"Everything is fine." Jian Zhen stood up, patted the dirt on his knees, bowed, and when he turned around, he saw a person who should not have appeared here.

Yan Shuo stood at a distance of more than ten meters from Jian Zhen, did not approach, and only came over when he saw Jian Zhen getting up.

Seeing the puzzled look in Jian Zhen's eyes, he explained: "I saw that this day was specially noted in Dad's mobile phone, and I thought it was what he wanted, so I came here."

Jian Zhen hesitated to speak, but finally nodded without saying anything.

Yan Shuo brushed his shoulders and walked past, stopped in front of Jian Xiaoning's tomb, put down the flowers in his hand, and bowed deeply.

After that, the two walked out of the cemetery each holding an umbrella, silent, like strangers.

"Shall we have dinner together?" Yan Shuo said at the gate of the cemetery.

Jian Zhen said lightly: "No."

Yan Shuo didn't force it, and looked at the car parked not far away: "I'll take you back."

This time Jian Zhen didn't refuse, and followed her into the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Yan Shuo turned up the music on the car, and felt something was wrong when he heard the prelude Jian Zhen.

Jian Zhen stared, the veins on his forehead twitched, silently expressing indescribable words.

"It sounds good." Yan Shuo glanced at him sideways and smiled, "I like to listen to it too."

Jian Zhen frowned, as if he had discovered Yan Shuo's strange and wicked taste, it was very unsightly, and he looked away awkwardly: "And bought an album specially?"

Yan Shuo stretched out his hand to turn up his voice, but Jian Zhen was ashamed to hear his own voice right next to his ear, and when Yan Shuo put his hand back, he turned down his voice again.

Yan Shuo shook his head helplessly: "I bought 500 more."

After being shocked, Jian Zhen expressed her opinion: "Your taste is quite beyond my imagination."

"It's more complicated." Yan Shuo said, "It's mainly to support your immature career."

After listening to it for another minute, Jian Zhen couldn't take it anymore. Listening to the song that he had listened to hundreds of times in front of Yan Shuo was really not a pleasant thing. He asked, "Can you stop listening to my song?"

"Okay, you can change it yourself, and see if there is anything you like to hear."

Jian Zhen opened the front cabinet and looked through the albums on Yan Shuo's car. It was really... complicated.

Jian Zhen withdrew her hand embarrassingly: "Let's listen to this."

Yan Shuo squinted his eyes, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel following the rhythm, quite enjoying himself.

The silent way of getting along is the most harmonious way of getting along between two people.

The car soon arrived at Jian Zhen's residence. Jian Zhen nodded to Yan Shuo, got out of the car and walked inside holding an umbrella.

Yan Shuo's car stayed on the spot until he saw Jian Zhen walking away, he sighed and drove away.

When Jian Zhen arrived at the door of the house, the door opened as soon as the key was released, revealing a smiling face of Mother Su: "Jian Zhen is back."

Jian Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Hello, Auntie."

Su's mother was worried about her son running up and down the country every day, eating and sleeping badly, she kept saying "you are growing up", fearing that Su Yuchu would not have time to go home, so she made some chicken soup and duck by herself The soup is delivered.

It was time for dinner, Su's mother had already prepared a table of dishes, and the three of them ate at the table.

In private, Su Yuchu was extremely picky about how he ate, picked left and right, picked up a bite of meat and threw it directly into Su's mother's bowl if he didn't think it tasted good, just like a young master.

Su's mother gave him a disgusted look, gesturing to hit him, but Su Yuchu hid with a smile, Su's mother couldn't laugh or cry: "You dead boy."

Jian Zhen ate in silence, the way their mother and son got along was really enviable, today was such a day, Jian Zhen chewed the rice in the bowl became more and more bitter.

"Why don't you eat vegetables, Jian Zhen?" Su Yuchu noticed that his face was a little ugly, and leaned over with concern, picked up a handful of vegetables and stuffed them into Jian Zhen's bowl.

Jian Zhen raised her head and shook her head: "I'm eating."

Mother Su served Jane Zhen soup with a spoon, and said, "Tell me, you are so busy every day, you eat fast food, right? It's greasy and not nutritious. I bought local chicken from the countryside. It's tender, and the soup is delicious, drink more. Jian Zhen's complexion is too ugly, you need to mend it."

Jian Zhen nodded, took the bowl, and thanked her.

Su Yuchu propped his chin to watch Jian Zhen drink the soup.

Mother Su: "You don't eat, why do you always look at Jian Zhen?"

Su Yuchu pointed to his own bowl: "I'm full."

"Drink another bowl of soup." Su's mother said, "I cooked it so hard, and there is also Cordyceps sinensis in it. Do you know how much it costs for a small bowl in a hotel outside? Drink it quickly."

Su Yuchu lay on the table: "Mom, I can't drink anymore, let's drink it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow you're going to film a movie and drink a ghost, then you can rest for half an hour before drinking." Su's mother pointed to the meat in the bowl, "This meat is almost eaten, I won't give it to my ass if I like it."

Su Yu was born with nothing to love: "Yes..."

After eating, Su Yuchu was washing the dishes, and Su's mother entered Su Yuchu's room. Three seconds after entering, Su's mother's voice came: "Oh, do you usually live here with people or pigs?! Su Yuchu, I said, do you live here all year round?" How can you make such a mess in the house in a few days?!"

Su Yuchu rubbed his chopsticks and said, "It's just that it doesn't matter if it's dirty or messy after a few days!"

"Look at how many pig hairs you shed on your pillow and you can't clean them up!" Mother Su roared.

"I lost pig hair, so what are you?"

The two mothers and sons were arguing with each other in a living room, which made Jian Zhen in the living room very embarrassed.

In the end, Mother Su went from the room to the kitchen and frightened Su Yuchu, who was washing the dishes, to the point of death. Mother Su: "You can't learn from Jianzhen. I see that people's rooms are full of books. In your room, there is a nest of ghosts and goblins! "

"Jian Zhen will take the college entrance examination this year!"

Mother Su: "I'll make excuses and beat me up every day if I don't learn something good!"

Jian Zhen in the living room is really fancy.

"Then go and recognize Jian Zhen as your son, I also want to have a younger brother like Jian Zhen." Su Yuchu smiled.

Su's mother said "Ouch": "If I were Jian Zhen's mother, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. How happy is my mother, unlike me, having such an unlucky son like you."

The smile on Jian Zhen's face froze slightly.

Su Yuchu made a face and ran to the living room.

Su's mother saw that the time was almost up, so she was ready to go home. Su Yuchu hurriedly said, "I'll take you back."

"No, you can rest and go, I'll take a quick taxi." Mother Su waved her hand.

"Then you slow down." Su Yuchu sent her to the gate of the community, and accompanied her to stop the car before returning.

Jian Zhen has fallen asleep on the sofa.

Under the light, Jian Zhen's complexion is indeed not good-looking, I wonder if it's because of being too tired and busy recently.It's autumn now, sleeping like this on the sofa is sure to catch a cold, Su Yuchu was entangled in whether to cover him with a blanket or wake him up to let him go back to the bedroom, after a while, he went back to the room softly, took He took out a blanket and tiptoedly covered Jian Zhen.

Jian Zhen woke up before the cover was closed. The two looked at each other, and turned away unnaturally.

"It's quite cold today, go back to sleep." Su Yuchu said.

Jian Zhen nodded in a daze, tilted her head and wanted to fall asleep again.

"Hey baby, don't sleep." Su Yuchu sat down beside him, patted his face, "Why did you go in the afternoon, so sleepy?"

Jian Zhen opened his eyes again, looked at Su Yuchu and said, "Today is my mother's death day."

Su Yuchu: "..."

Jian Zhen saw that his expression changed and didn't know what to say, so he chuckled lightly: "It's okay, I'm not that fragile."

Su Yuchu wondered if his mother happened to be here today too, whether it would indirectly stimulate Jian Zhen.

Jian Zhen tilted her head to look at him: "Huh?"

Su Yuchu reached out and touched the top of his head twice. Jian Zhen's hair was very soft and felt good to the touch. Su Yuchu smiled: "I will accompany you."

Jian Zhen habitually rubbed his hands twice, and smiled: "I know."

When Jian Zhen returned to the room, she was still thinking that one day Su Yuchu would have his own girlfriend and family, and how long could he be with him?

People, let's live in the moment.

The next day, they flew to another city in a hurry and devoted themselves to the shooting of the youth movie called "Old Summer in Blooming Roses".

In the early stages of makeup selection and makeup setting, the crew is striving to restore the original work to a high degree and capture the memory in the eyes of book fans.

Lu Xingzhou, played by Jian Zhen, is dressed as a noble boy, serious, gentle and noble, with a blend of bookishness and nobility—of course, Lu Xingzhou in the original book is not as good-looking as Jian Zhen.Jian Zhen was wearing a red and black checkered school uniform, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a haughty expression on his face, with a somewhat dull brow and eyes, as if he came out of the original book.

Su Yuchu's style of painting is completely different, and it can be summed up by being a fool and being a ruffian.The hat is turned backwards, a cigarette is dangling from his mouth, his eyes are squinted all the year round, and he has a hostile temper tempered by being in the circle of delinquent teenagers for a long time.

Su Yuchu's makeup was specially designed to make him look fiercer, and when he turned cold, his eyes were full of fierceness, like a gangster.

The staff members were all joking: "Yu Chu, are you acting in your true colors?!"

"That's right." Su Yuchu raised his eyebrows coolly, and when he turned his head, seeing Jian Zhen who was still making powder, he was silly for a second, "Ah Zhenbao, you look like this, make a disdainful expression."

Jian Zhen rolled her eyes at Su Yuchu in the mirror.

Su Yuchu laughed: "I owe you a beating—but I can't bear to slap you in the face."

The author has something to say:

Teacher's article, it was plagiarized, a strong smile