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In the past, Shen Ge and the others were in the light, and Wang Xu was in the dark, manipulating the two of them like marionettes; now they turn around quietly.

Wang Xu didn't know that he had been seen through by this smart young man. In Shen Ge's eyes, his indifference had completely become a forced pretense. The more he couldn't see the flaws, the more ridiculous and pitiful he looked.

After Chen Ge asked a few more questions about "the few days when Zhang Song lived at Xiaoshanghai's house", he saw Wang Xu's hands burned by the burnt cigarette, and finally felt much more refreshed in his chest, as if he had been stagnant in his chest for a long time. The bad breath finally had an outlet.

He smiled, showing a healthy and sunny smile that only a handsome and young man can have, "Thank you director! You should rest early!"

Wang Xu secretly twirled his finger that had just been burned by the cigarette, and nodded indifferently.

The lights in the rooms on the third floor have been turned off.There was a tentative knock on the door, Xiao Li snored slowly, Ling Jiale turned over and got out of bed, opened the door, and saw Shen Ge standing outside the door, vaguely excited.

"how--"

Before he finished his question, Shen Ge pushed him, or hugged him, pushed him into the room, raised his chin with his hands to kiss him, hooked his feet back, and gently closed the door.

The two kissed for a while accompanied by Xiao Li's snoring, and then parted lingeringly. Ling Jiale smiled softly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ge hugged him firmly, as if making a promise: "Ja Le, I am different from Zhang Song. If it were me, I would not go to Xiao Shanghai, let alone live in his house. Even if I only If you can sleep on the street, you won’t do anything to make you sad.”

Ling Jiale's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and she stared at him intently.He raised his hand, and softly stroked Shen Ge's cold lips because of their thinness and sexiness, the more he looked at them, the more he liked them.With such cold lips, all the words that come out are heart-warming.

He suddenly stood on tiptoe, held Shen Ge's face with both hands, and kissed it vigorously again.They made some noise, and Xiao Li let out a pig snore.

Shen Ge sucked Ling Jiale's lips, "He snores even if he doesn't drink?"

"what……"

Shen Ge laughed, and took Ling Jiale to sneak downstairs. They still have a lot to talk about tonight.

It's a pity that Zhang Song is not Shen Ge, and Jiang Lu is not Ling Jiale.

In the past, when Jiang Lu knew that Little Shanghai had loved Zhang Song for many years, he was not very willing to let Zhang Song participate in that small group party again.

But that small group meant a lot to Zhang Song, "I came to the big city from the countryside, and I was helpless and didn't know anything. It was Sister Hong and the others who found me."

The comrades in the small group changed quickly, and Zhang Song grew from a newcomer to a surrounded character, and the round table was already his second home.

In fact, Jiang Lu also couldn't do without them.Only when he was with Sister Hong, Xiao Jun, and Xiao Shanghai, did he feel that he was normal and innocent.

He just complained to Zhang Song after every gathering, "He keeps looking at you again today." "Why do you have to drink the wine he opened for you? Can you drink it yourself?"

When he said this, Zhang Song would respond with a smile: "Okay, okay, I was talking to you, I didn't care."

But when Zhang Song came back from Xiaoshanghai's home, Xiaoshanghai called their home and sent messages to Zhang Song's BP machine, but he didn't ask any questions.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to cause another incident, or he wants to make up for his mistakes, in short, Jiang Lu chose to endure silently, but he can't say that he really doesn't care.

He just wanted to live with Zhang Song.

However, what has happened, if you just keep your mouth shut, then it can only disappear on your lips, not relieved in your heart.It will lie across the flesh more stingingly, and the rot will become deeper and deeper, and the pain will become more and more painful.

There was no chatting or laughing at their small dining table, the excessive silence made people uncomfortable, so they had to turn on the TV for a long time, and use the boring background sound to make the house lively.

Jiang Lu picked up the rice in the bowl twice with his chopsticks, and suddenly found the news host's straight and round voice unbearable.

"Let me play a song, who do you want to listen to?" He suddenly stood up, and the chopsticks "slapped" on the bowl.

Zhang Song, who hadn't made eye contact with him throughout the meal, finally looked at him at this moment, motioning him to stop talking—

The male host read the press release with a solemn expression: "... selling and smoking in public entertainment places such as disco bars, nightclubs, and karaoke halls is quite common. Kind of. The public security department decided to intensify the crackdown..."

When the two of them heard the words "intensify the attack", their faces tightened.

Jiang Lu hesitated and said, "This...should have nothing to do with us, right?"

Zhang Song was born a few years earlier than Jiang Lu, so he had a deeper impression of some things in the past few years, and he was more worried, "That kind of thing... will happen every few years. Let's be careful."

Jiang Lu nodded, and when the news reached the international news section, he saw that Zhang Song was no longer paying attention, so he turned off the TV, opened the drawer and searched for the tape, "Wang Jie's song is okay?"

"casual."

Jiang Lu's face was a bit resentful, and he lowered his head and put the tape into the radio.

After the music started, Zhang Song took the initiative to ask to make up for the indifference just now: "How about we also buy a VCD, I asked, it's not so expensive now, you can buy a good one in the early [-]s..."

Jiang Lu hurriedly said, "No, you don't need to buy...the tape recorder is enough, it's pretty good."

In the beginning, Jiang Lu liked to go to Liang Yong's dance, not only because of the excitement of the black lantern dance, but also because he had a lot of hit discs, all of which were new songs from abroad, which could not be bought in China.

He lowered his head slightly, rubbing his fingers gently on the Philips recorder, "The recorder is also pretty good."

Zhang Song listened to the song with him, Jiang Lu gradually leaned his body against the cabinet, tilted his head slightly as if listening, and said softly, "How nice it is."

Does it sound good?It was "Say goodbye" and "Without you" again, Zhang Song frowned, and suddenly said: "Let's go to those places less in the future."

Jiang Lu turned around, "Huh?"

Zhang Song looked at him, "It's places like karaoke and dance halls, we won't go there in the future."

Jiang Lu didn't react too much at first, but after a while he realized what he meant, and his eyes gradually flickered.He hurriedly turned his head to cover his excited expression, and responded softly: "Yes."

Coincidentally, after a while, Xiao Shanghai sent a message to Zhang Song's BP machine, asking him to go out and play.

Zhang Song handed the BP machine to Jiang Lu, "You tell him back according to this number, saying that we are not going." He went to wash the dishes by himself.

Jiang Lu took his BP player and hesitated for a while before calling.When Xiao Shanghai heard that it was him, he immediately hung up the phone bitterly.

Jiang Lu didn't care either. He put down the phone and smiled lightly, holding Zhang Song's BP player to flip through the previous messages.

Recently, Xiao Shanghai sent a lot of messages to Zhang Song, all of whom were hot with shaved heads, "Brother Song, we have known each other for five years, you can't ignore me." "Xiaojun called you out for a drink." "Sister Hong invited us to dinner, The old place at eight o'clock in the evening." "I'm with Xiaojun." "Brother Song, please call me!" "Zhang Song! You cross the river and tear down the bridge!" "Brother Song..."

Jiang Lu turned forward quickly and saw the messages he had sent, "I'm leaving." "If you don't answer me, let's forget it." "Zhang Song, call me back!" "Brother Song, I'm so hungry " "Brother Song, I'm not hungry, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Lu deleted those messages one by one, pretending that those things never happened.

Maybe the truth is not satisfactory in the end, but no one can say that they have not fought.

It's just that being gay is always more unlucky than normal people.Their life had just improved a bit, when another disaster came to their door.

First, Zhang Song's fiancée who was divorced came to the door and brought a group of brothers from her natal family to break down the door of their house and smashed it all in their house.

During the scuffle, Zhang Song learned that they got the address from his younger brother, which hit him hard.

This chaotic group scene inevitably caused Ling Jiale and Shen Ge to fail again, especially Shen Ge. He blocked Ling Jiale's stick, and his arm was hit hard, and his arm was swollen. Blockbuster.

Even they themselves can't count how much flesh and blood they have suffered in order to make this movie.

The assistant director scolded the group performer who missed the job, but Shen Ge wasn't angry at all, and even persuaded him a few words: "At that time, my emotions were all up, and it's normal if I couldn't control it." Anyway, it wasn't the first time.

I was injured, I need to deal with it a little bit, and the filming will continue.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes never come singly. The landlord lives downstairs and hears all the beatings and scolding.

He made sure that the troublemaker left, and then appeared at the door with an uneasy expression: "Don't you say you are cousins?...My house's reputation will be ruined by you...Move out for me tomorrow! Take your dirty Clean everything up!"

The two squatted in a pile of ruins, silently picking up the usable things.

Ling Jiale took out a book from the shards of glass, it was "Their Stories" by Li Yinhe, a book that was hard to buy.The cover was torn when the book was pulled from the shelf.

Zhang Song may not be the material to take the exam, but he is definitely not an illiterate reckless man.He likes to play with that camera, and he has really played with it. He also loves to listen to music, watch movies, and read books. He has his own elegance and taste.

Seeing that Ling Jiale was directly picking up the broken glass with his hands, Shen Ge quickly grabbed his wrist, "Be careful!"

Wang Xu yelled "Stop" at this moment, and then said, "It's time to pass."

Ling Jiale turned to look at him with some puzzlement: "Director, I still have a line to say."

Wang Xu seemed to be in a daze, "Oh...one more, finish the last paragraph."

Ling Jiale took out the book from the shards of glass, shook off the shattered glass above, and put the torn book cover back together.

He hangs his head, very lonely, "Li Yinhe said, a conservative estimate is that 12% to 600% of all human beings are gay. There are [-] billion people in China, if calculated by [-]%, then Also [-] million people."

He looked up at Shen Ge, and suddenly felt that he was shrouded in overwhelming loneliness, "Where are the 600 million people hiding? The people we know dare to be comrades only in karaoke bars and disco bars. During the day, they hide again and become husbands, sons, and fathers..." He frowned, with a sad face, "Brother Song, sometimes I feel that the world is too big, the United States, Britain, France, so many countries It's too far away, and I can't even take a look at it... Sometimes I feel that the world is too small, and it doesn't even give us a place to stay."

After finishing shooting this one, Ling Jiale and Shen Ge carefully tapped their feet, walked out from a pile of broken items, and heard the assistant director ask Wang Xu: "Do you want to clean up here?"

Wang Xu looked very out of shape today, looking around at the mess in the room, he said after a long time: "...No need."

Shen Ge saw his reaction in his eyes, changed his mind temporarily, returned to the bookshelf, took out a book from the books that hadn't fallen, and held it in front of Wang Xu: "Director, why don't you let Zhang Song read this book for you?" Jiang Lu listen?"

Bai Xianyong's "Evil Son".

Shen Ge turned to the first page, and read in a straight voice: "Three months and ten days ago, on an unusually sunny afternoon, my father drove me out of the house." He closed the book and let the book cover the extremely The terrifying words were facing Wang Xu.

Later, there will be a scene where Zhang Song reads to Jiang Lu. Shen Ge asked: "Director, why don't you read this book? I think it's very suitable."

Wang Xu kept staring at those two words on the book, so he missed the trace of revenge in Shen Ge's eyes.

Ling Jiale came over to them and asked them: "Director, can't the one just now work?"

Wang Xu suddenly pushed the book back into Shen Ge's arms, "No, today's filming was very good, let's call it a day."

Shen Ge turned his head and showed Ling Jiale a bright smile.