How to say goodbye to patrons

It was already late. In the era when information was still mainly relying on newspapers and magazines, Xiang Youlin's press conference in the afternoon and Chu Yan's revelation that Xiang Youlin's gay partner was himself were almost in the second place. newspapers and magazines at the same time of day.

For the cover, I chose a still photo of a movie that the two of them had worked together in the past. The faces of the two people with their backs facing each other are full of different emotions, which matches the current reality very well.

"Xiang Youlin's hidden marriage, his wife has been pregnant for several months" "Chu Yan claims to be Xiang Youlin's rumored boyfriend" is still at the same place, the magazine that Shi Wen threw into the trash can has not been emptied , revealing the unique bright corner of the gossip magazine, as if to say hello to the one in Xiang Youlin's hand, his "brother".

Unlike yesterday's calmness, today's Xiang Youlin seemed a little impatient, and his fingers rustled through the magazines.

Shi Wenai, who handed him the magazine, said to the side: "Chu Yan, is he stupid? Do you think he is looking for work for us? Not only us, but also his agency, it is too much to create a tough guy image." It's not easy, this time it can be regarded as ruining him..."

Before Shi Wen could finish talking there, the magazine in Xiang Youlin's hand made a rustling sound. She looked strangely and found that the magazine that had just been unpacked had turned into red, green and green waste paper. They were still floating in the air, and some of them had landed on the ground scatteredly. Xiang Youlin was so angry that he couldn't help throwing the magazine into the trash can.

Shi Wen rolled his eyes at him, but finally closed his mouth.

Xiang Youlin picked up the mobile phone beside him and was about to call Chu Yan when the phone beeped.

The voice of waiting was so long that Xiang Youlin even felt that he had never waited so long when calling Chu Yan.

Chu Yan has no girlish thoughts. After getting the mobile phone, why not change the ringtones for couples? His mobile phone ringtones have always been the ones that come with the mobile phone. It is the kind that rings in a room where seven out of ten people look at their mobile phones. universal ringtone.

Now this bell has been ringing in the car for a long time, even if it was a sound that Chu Yan thought was nice at first, now it sounds like the bell of hell.

Fear made him want to run away.

"Why don't you answer?" Another person's voice came from the carriage, gentle and elegant.

"Auntie, it's nothing serious." Chu Yan said, and hung up the phone.

"Don't call me auntie." The man said: "After all, Xiao Xiang also said that you are with us, that is family, you can follow him and call me mother."

Mother Xiang came here a little early today, and even knocked on the door of Chu Yan's house before the group of paparazzi.

Now they are sitting in the car, and the car has been driving fast since he sat in it. It has been a long time since the surrounding trees are constantly receding.

And what they said during the period was only a few words.

Xiang Youlin's phone call was like a key, opening Xiang's mother's conversation box: "Xiao Xiang's phone call is probably because of what you admitted yesterday."

"It should be." Chu Yan said in a low voice.

"Don't be like this." In front of Chu Yan, Xiang's mother doesn't have to be unable to pretend or lie in front of her son's eager Xiang Youlin. Even if she said a lot of bad things about Chu Yan behind her back, in front of Chu Yan, It is still the image of that kind and gentle mother.

"I know, you want to share weal and woe with my family, Xiaoxiang, but I didn't expect that we had already figured out a solution, and you added yourself to it instead."

Chu Yan smiled wryly twice, and tightened his grip on the glass of water that his mother poured for him when he got in the car. The water that was boiling hot was now cold. Not only did the cold glass wall not bring any trace of warmth to Chu Yan, but instead Let Chu Yan warm it with the temperature of his palm.

"What do you think now?" Xiangmu asked softly, "It's still too late for you to clarify."

"Clarification?" These two words were gently twisted between Chu Yan's teeth, and then spit out from his lips, with courage and a rare obsession in his own opinion.

"Forget it." His voice was full of distrust of himself: "I'm afraid that after clarifying, I will never have the courage to come out again."

"It's pretty good now." Chu Yan pulled his lips, trying to pull out a smile, but what he pulled out was a wry smile that was much uglier than crying.

"Although he was cast aside by others, at least everyone knows about it." What Chu Yan had been hiding all along was exposed to everyone by himself. No matter what the consequences were, at least he was relaxed.

At least you don't have to be a dirty sewer blind mouse anymore.

Xiang's mother said: "Don't think like this, our Xiaoxiang doesn't know your difficulties, if he knows your current situation, let alone a press conference to clarify it, even if all the children are born, he will Protecting you desperately."

She showed a decent smile to her mother, but looked at Chu Yan with her eyes like a cold snake: "Or I'm old too? Just think that the relationship between you men goes hand in hand, steel is like steel." She Stretching out his hands, both hands gently covered Chu Yan's, just like a mother-in-law holding a daughter-in-law's hand: "I didn't expect that the relationship between you men and men is the same as that between us men and women. Xiaoyan, don't take care of things alone, mom knows, you are also suffering, and you need someone to take care of you."

What she said was really disgusting, which made Chu Yan look up in shock, looked at Xiang Mu and murmured, "Is that how you look at me?" But his voice was as small as a mosquito, and It doesn't seem like it's for Xiang's mother, but it seems to be for myself.

At this time, all his disgust was put on himself, holding Xiang Youlin back, and even clinging to Xiang Youlin in thought.Before and after they got together, he didn't really help Xiang Youlin, on the contrary, Xiang Youlin was thinking of him all the time, and he was just like this time, causing trouble for Xiang Youlin.

"I won't bother Xiang Youlin." Chu Yan said: "This is something I caused myself, why should Xiang Youlin bear the consequences with me?"

"You can rest assured."

"Good boy." Mother Xiang looked at him with some relief: "I remember the last time we went to see the house where you retired, it was really hidden."

Just when Chu Yan thought that Xiang Mu suggested that he go there to hide from the limelight, Xiang Mu suddenly said: "The girl from Xiang Zuo is not like you who have experienced so many ups and downs. I am afraid that she will be afraid, so I will let her live in you. It's in the room where I'm going to retreat in the future, after all, the secrecy there is good, and there are no paparazzi or anything, you... don't mind."

Chu Yan shook his head, but stopped talking.

At this time, the car stopped, and two steps down to the spacious waiting hall.

"Your residence has been exposed a long time ago. Why don't you go out to avoid the limelight? I've already asked your assistant to buy you a plane ticket to your hometown. Calculate the time to take off."

"Auntie." Chu Yan raised his head and looked at her lightly: "You have never recognized me, have you?"

Xiang's mother was taken aback for a moment, and smiled a bit: "What do you mean, child."

"It's nothing." Chu Yan opened the car door and walked down: "You bother."

After all, Chu Yan had nowhere to go, even if Xiang's mother didn't arrange it this way, he would still choose to stay far away from Xiang Youlin, so as not to cause him any trouble.

But even if he set foot on his familiar homeland, Chu Yan really didn't know where to go.

Wearing a mask and sunglasses, he wandered the streets for almost a day before he thought of finding a hotel to stay. By the way, he turned on his cell phone, which had been turned off after boarding the plane.

After a brief boot pattern, the phone vibrated like crazy, and the incoming text messages almost caused his phone to crash on the spot. Just after his phone finished vibrating, he hadn't clicked on the first message When reading text messages.

The ringtone suddenly rang, Chu Yan looked at the name displayed on the phone, this time without thinking for a long time, he reached out and connected.

"Chu Yan. Where are you?"

"It's not there." Chu Yan sat up from the bed, he hadn't stayed in a hotel that didn't even have a star rating for a long time.He opened the curtains, wanting to let the cold wind blow in to wake him up, but when he opened the window, he found that the lock was rusted and could not be opened at all.

He could only look at the strange earth-colored lines on the windows that had been formed over time after the dust had fallen and hadn't been wiped. After looking at them for a long time, it was as if he could see a flower.

"Xiao Yan, this matter is all my fault. I will hold a press conference to clarify this matter." Xiang Youlin's voice was hurried with a hint of pleading.

"No, I think it's pretty good." Chu Yan first covered the microphone of the phone, and after two seconds, he said with force: "I just want to hide outside for a while, and then hide slowly when things calm down." Retire, then we can still have a child, a child surnamed Xiang, that would be great."

"Don't worry about it anymore, I will be notorious in the future, and this family will count on you to make money."

Chu Yan even felt that these two sentences had reached the pinnacle of his acting skills in life, otherwise why could he say these words as usual, even with a little smile looking forward to the future?

He looked down at his knuckles scratched by the glass, there were still grains of glass shards in the blood-red flesh, and when he moved his hands left and right, a blood-red light could still flash out.

He couldn't help smiling ironically, and looked up at the entire glass that was smashed by his fist. The cool wind in the air rushed in from the broken hole, and the cold air rustled his collar. Noisy, until there is not even a trace of warm air in the whole room, and then give up.

"Chu Yan, I don't agree with this matter." Xiang Youlin said very decisively over there: "This matter is not what you say, so I should listen to you. You tell me where you are first, and I will go Pick you up, we'll talk about the rest in person."

"Xiang Youlin." Chu Yan said: "Can you give me a little freedom? I don't want to see you, can you respect my wishes?"

On Xiang Youlin's side, even though he was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, after hearing Chu Yan's words, years of self-cultivation and even habit made him unable to do more threatening things.

He could only nod his head, but still set a deadline: "Can you relax for three days? Can I send someone to look for you after three days?"

"Okay." Chu Yan said and hung up the phone. Listening to the beeping voice on the phone, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling. He even hoped that Xiang Youlin would not be so polite, and hoped that Xiang Youlin can come over forcefully.

Help this yes self.

Just as his thoughts reached here, the phone in his hand suddenly rang again.For a moment Chu Yan thought it was Xiang Youlin, and suddenly looked down.

But it was an unfamiliar call. Thinking of the special time now, Chu Yan thought about it, but still hung up the phone.

The three days passed quickly, but the gossip about him rose to a new height.

Some people said that he was shameless and heated up, saying that he was shameless and did not piss on his face. The words printed on the coated paper were like verbal criticism. Even Chu Yan thought that he would be spurned by others, but he thought Those fans who supported him so hard are now turning back on the popularity of their movies, deceiving fans, and even feel disgusted because they have fans of him.

Chu Yan wanted to laugh about such a thing, but he couldn't do it for a while.

At this moment, the phone in his hand rang, and Chu Yan shifted his gaze to the phone on the bedside, thinking that just three days later, it should be Xiang Youlin.

Going forward, I realized that the caller was not the person I imagined, but a familiar yet unfamiliar name. It took Chu Yan a while to remember that this person was entrusted by himself to take care of his parents. that neighbor.

"Chu Yan, why did you answer the phone! Come back quickly, something happened to your family."

"what happened?"

"You... will know when you come back." The neighbor complained, "How can you really deny your parents! Mom said she called you three days ago, and you hung up."

Me, hang up?Chu Yan thought for a long time before realizing that it might be that strange call.

But he didn't remember his mother's mobile phone number?After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that after driving him out of the house, they changed all the contact information to prevent him from finding him, and even moved out to live for half a year. It was half a year later that he found out about his parents through the neighbors. .

Just as Chu Yan thought of this, another person seemed to snatch the neighbor's phone call. In an instant, his mother's screams were filled with his mother's screams, as if they wanted to tear their throats: "You bastard!"

"Your father is dead, do you know! You killed him!"

The rest of the matter seemed to be separated by a layer of fog. When he saw the white silk hanging at the door of the house, the sense of unreality still did not go away. He watched his mother's mouth opening and closing, and her fingers stiffened. poked himself.

But she couldn't hear her voice, just like the tinnitus when the plane took off, the piercing voice like a long sigh lingered in the whole mind, and it was blocked outside to listen to anything.

His eyes swept slightly to the other side, there were a few relatives of him, sitting cross-legged on the bed, eating melon seeds, and kept folding ingots with silver aluminum foil in their hands.

This is to be burned to the dead.

"Where's father?"

He was lost when he was young, and when he became sensible, he had to go to junior high school and was found by them when he was in high school. His parents were in small businesses, and even after they recognized their ancestors, they still stayed together less and separated more.

It would be nice to see each other three or five times throughout the year.

Chu Yan couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was like. He once dreamed of getting the approval of his parents, and then remembered the word Chu's father. His ribs that were beaten by Chu's father were still faint ache.

After so many years, he realized that he couldn't even remember what his father looked like.

But it's okay to keep the word "Father Chu" alone, but now that it's brought up in such a way, he almost lost all emotion, and stared blankly at his younger brother who was not half as tall as him hitting him.

Although it was punched to the flesh, it seemed that there was no pain. The tiny feeling was not even half of the pain inside him like a volcanic eruption.

Yes, he also has a younger brother.In the second year since he was kicked out of his home, a new life has been welcomed into his family.In Chu Yan's memory, it was still a small lump of meat dumpling that his neighbor secretly photographed for him.

Didn't expect it to grow so big.

"It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, Dad wouldn't be so excited to roll down the stairs because of watching your scandal!"

He was pushed downstairs, surrounded by two or three strong men, as if forced into the door of the funeral parlor.

His uncle stepped forward and kicked him: "If you don't kowtow to me in front of your father every step of the way today, I will beat you to death, you non-disgusting thing!"

I don’t know who bought this news to Ji Ji. There were already piles of paparazzi waiting at the entrance of the funeral parlor. They picked apart his relatives whose names and identities were unknown, and put the microphone under his nose one by one. .

"Did you really kill your father?"

"Do you feel guilty about killing your father?"

"Because you are gay, you broke a family, and you almost broke Xiang Ying's family, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Are you worthy of your fans?"

It was like a nightmare, and he no longer knew how he escaped from this nightmare.

A van parked downstairs in the hermitage that he and Xiang Youlin arranged.

The car door was opened, and slowly, a man in ragged clothes and covered in bruises came out of it. It was completely unthinkable that he turned out to be a martial arts superstar.

He wanted to walk in the door, but slowly raised his head when he took two steps forward.

He seemed to see a fashionable woman behind the fluttering curtains, her face was sweet, and her hands were maternally covering her slightly enlarged belly.

Cozy, enjoying the breeze in a hostess posture, enjoying the warm sunshine that can be enjoyed by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

That is to the left, the woman I have never seen before, who can enjoy the sunshine gently and live under the sun.

Suddenly, he lost the idea of ​​going in.

He turned into the car and drove to the apartment he visited most often.

He never thought about keeping his whereabouts secret, and the number of gossip reporters around Xiang Youlin's apartment never diminished. Even if he wanted to keep it secret, it was of no avail.

Forcefully fanning the microphone in front of him, he turned and entered the apartment. His mobile phone was completely broken and could no longer be used.

He reached for the landline phone on the table and dialed the number he had memorized in his heart.

Xiang Youlin was not at home, probably because these scandals were transferred to where to live by the public relations company.

The phone was picked up three times, neither long nor short, just like Xiang Youlin's character.

"Hello, hello." Xiang Youlin's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Chu Yan's hand holding the microphone trembled a little, and it was thanks to Xiang Youlin that he felt something was wrong and didn't hang up the phone right away. After a long time, his voice came out softly: "En."

Chu Yan?Xiang Youlin on the other end of the phone lost all thought when he heard Chu Yan's voice: "Where are you!" He even forgot that the caller ID of the phone number was his home.

Chu Yan didn't answer Xiang Youlin's question, he said calmly: "Can you listen to me say a few words first?"

Xiang Youlin was a little scared for a moment, he had also heard Chu Yan's voice when he was at the end of his life, it was like a tight bow string, and the bow would destroy people with just a light touch.

But this time it was not like this, his voice was calm and indifferent, as if there was nothing to support it.

"My father is dead."

"I feel so tired." He walked around the house, walked to the medical kit that was kept in the apartment at all times, and poured himself another glass of water.

He unscrewed a medicine bottle casually without looking at it, poured out a handful of medicine, swallowed it with water, and then continued: "I saw your relative outside the window, and there is something indescribable, and The feeling that you match, is that the feeling of a wife?"

He opened another bottle, poured a handful of pills into his mouth, even though he swallowed it with water, the bitter taste still spread from his mouth: "I'm sorry, I hurt you."

"Where are you?"

"Me? I'm not where." He smiled softly, and took out another bottle of medicine: "Where can I be." Is there any place for me?

"Xiang Youlin, I hate who I am now." He put the medicines into his mouth one by one: "I feel disgusted and ashamed. Why do you like me?"

"Yi Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo Nuo, being led by the nose..." Every time he said a word, he put some medicine pills of unknown properties into his mouth, until he stretched out his hand again to touch them, and the medicine bottles one by one were filled with It's empty, that's all.

He got up staggeringly: "Xiang Youlin, I'm a little tired and want to sleep."

"Promise me, don't wake me up."

He was lying quietly on the bed, hugging a cloud-like pillow, his head was next to the white cloud, and on his forehead there was still small dirt and gravel stained on the clean white cloud that Xiang Youlin had washed himself, printed with A pitch-black mark.

Chu Yan saw it, and wanted to wipe it off, but found that his arms were so weak that he couldn't lift them up.