don't like you

The crescent moon climbed up the branches silently, and the sky was full of stars. It was a rare sunny day.

It was approaching midnight, and there were no pedestrians on the road, only the street lamps conscientiously exuded a warm apricot light.

The lush evergreen trees shaded the mottled light and shadow on the sidewalk, and in the haze, two tall and straight men with good-looking backs were holding hands and walking hurriedly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's about to start." Song Jingcong urged.

Zhong Shufang rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty when he thought that he had deliberately dawdled for some time, "Don't worry, baby, you didn't show up earlier."

"But I want to see you." Song Jingcong dragged Zhong Shufang forward.

At the end of the path was their destination, an almost abandoned shopping mall, only the cinema on the fifth floor was still open.

To be able to find a studio with very little personal traffic in the always bustling city S shows that Ah Le put some thought into it.

There were few people and it was late, the staff in charge of the ticket checking had their upper eyelids drooped and their lower eyelids looked sleepy, and they glanced lazily at the movie tickets they were holding in their hands. After indicating the direction, Fu propped his chin in a daze.

Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong's work attitude, which is afraid of complaining when encountering difficult customers, is just right for Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong. The two pushed open the door of the theater and quietly walked to the last row by the blue light on the steps.

There were a few young people sitting scattered in the huge movie hall. The moment the door opened, someone habitually cast their eyes over it, but in a second they focused on the big screen again.

It was almost half an hour since the movie started, and no one paid much attention to the faces of the two newcomers under their black peaked caps.

Song Jingcong patted his chest after sitting down. He thought he and Zhong Shufang were the only ones in the hall, but he didn't expect that there would be people cheering for their movie in such a remote place so late.

Zhong Shufang had a panoramic view of Song Jingcong's small movements and expressions, and before he had time to lean over to say something, he was pinned to the seat by the picture on the big screen——Zhou Heng and Wu Lan looked at each other and smiled, he didn't If I remember correctly, I will kiss in the next second.

The relationship has been lingering for so long and still doesn't want Song Jingcong to hide from where he is looking. Zhong Shufang listened to the soft and romantic music in his ears, and focused on covering Song Jingcong's eyes and ears.

But he still didn't take action. Song Jingcong stared at the screen too intently, as if hiding two shining stars, clear and bright, reflecting the scenes on the big screen.

Zai Zai has read the script so many times and already knows the direction of the story, so what's the use of covering his eyes?

After all, he became greedy. He acted in a movie with Song Jingcong, and he wanted to act in another movie with him.

And in the story in his head, from beginning to end, there were only them.

From the first time we met, we joined hands to grow old together, from the beginning to the end.

Zhong Shufang stared at Song Jingcong's eyes and his thoughts were flying, and when he came back to his senses, he had already become Xu Shan and Zhou Heng's home field.

They talked in the amusement park, were shy at the dinner table, and kissed in the afterglow of the sunset.

Familiar yet unfamiliar, it was him and Song Jingcong, not him and Song Jingcong.

The warm picture passes with time, like a blue grassland under the long wind, a little spark is enough to destroy everything.

There are too many regrets in the story of Zhou Heng and Xu Shan.

A small sob came from nowhere, and it quickly dissipated in the darkness. It was as depressing as the picture on the screen, which made people feel distressed.

The light in Song Jing's eyes flickered with the day and night on the screen. When Xu Shan swallowed the pills in tears on the screen, he stretched out his hand and firmly held Zhong Shufang's right hand on the side of his leg until Song Jingcong turned his head and smiled at Zhong Shufang after covering the coldness of Alpha's fingertips to the same temperature as his own palm, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm here."

During the filming, we were divided into Group A and B. Zhong Shufang never knew how Song Jingcong handled the scene. When the light words on the script turned into such a heavy picture before his eyes, he felt cold all over his body. Still distressed.

Not only did Zhou Heng feel sorry for Xu Shan, but he also felt sorry for the tearful, seemingly infinitely bleak actor.

Feeling the warm and soft palm on his own, Zhong Shufang held Song Jingcong tightly with his backhand.

He thought that his so-called ideal type was simply wrong.

Even if Song Jingcong is Alpha or Beta, he still likes Song Jingcong.

At the end of the film, the familiar words "Dear Freedom", the names of the director and actors slowly scrolled past, and the lights in the theater were turned on.

The few people in the huge space didn't get up and left in a hurry. They got up slowly and walked out the door after adjusting to the light for a few seconds with their red eyes.

Zhong Shufang lowered the brim of his hat and closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, the corners of his eyes were still red.

Song Jingcong's condition was not much better than him. Although he was present when Zhong Shu played the last scene, he was obviously mentally prepared, and his eyes were still red when Zhou Heng cried bitterly while hugging Xu Shan's tombstone. .

The two looked at each other helplessly, and Qi Qi smiled wryly.

It can be seen that the acting skills are too good, but sometimes it is also a disadvantage.

Guessing that the staff would come in for cleaning, the two got up and left in a hurry. Unexpectedly, as soon as they opened the door of the theater, they met the person who just remembered that they left something and came back to pick it up.

People who bought movie tickets and just finished watching the movie certainly recognized Zhong Shufang and Song Jingcong. She wanted to laugh with red eyes, but a line of tears that had been held back for a long time because of the muscles on her face flowed down without warning. .

Zhong Shufang handed her a piece of paper, there was no one around and he was not in a hurry, Song Jingcong bent his eyes and pulled Zhong Shufang to meet the girl's request for a group photo, and the picture was frozen on the faces of three people with reddish eyes .

The girl picked up the phone and thanked them repeatedly, and praised them for a good performance.

It was great to meet them both on and off the screen.

The movie ended too late, and Zhong Shufang still had work early the next morning, so Ale parked his car in an underground parking lot not far away, and this time the driver was Song Jingcong.

Zhong Shufang sat in the co-pilot and stared intently at Song Jingcong's side face with crooked smiling eyes.

"Let's rest for a few days before going abroad. I'm too tired to catch up with the schedule." Song Jingcong stared at the road ahead and suggested.

Zhong Shufang shook his head to himself, "It's the same when going abroad for rest. The hotel doesn't have to be poor at home, and it's fun to spend time with you and me in time to catch up with the schedule."

Before Song Jingcong could speak, Zhong Shufang pretended to complain, "Zai Zai, I've been looking forward to going out with you for a long time, how can you bear to push it back for another day?"

It's because he's been looking forward to it for a long time.

Song Jing said from his heart that he had been staring at the blatant couples on the street for a long time, and Zhong Shufang guessed what he was thinking before proposing to go abroad and for this reason he kept reducing his working hours, filling up a lot of his rest time. Full itinerary.

"Then it's settled. I won't go anywhere after getting off the plane tomorrow and rest at the hotel first." Song Jingcong parked the car, turned off the engine, and turned his head with clear eyes.

"Okay." Zhong Shufang replied lazily.

With Song Jingcong, no matter what he does, he enjoys it.