pure white crown

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, Lu Yunkai left China and went abroad for filming again.

When sending off the plane, Jiang Xing saw Zhang Fang who was following Lu Yunkai.This is the first time the two have met since they met face to face in the cafe.

Jiang Xing didn't show anything, just smiled and nodded at Zhang Fang as before.

Zhang Fang quickly responded with a bigger smile, the heart that had been a little hanging because of offending Jiang Xing before, finally let go of it a little at this moment.

In fact, there is no need to worry too much, not to mention Jiang Xing's reputation outside and privately over the years, just say that everyone is an adult, not so childish...

But having said that!In private, there are many celebrities who are extremely naive and obedient when they are refuted by high-status people, and hold grudges when they are refuted by low-status people!

In short, Jiang Xing was able to do this, no matter what he said, he was relieved. After all, although Jiang Xing couldn't control him, Jiang Xing could influence the one who could control him... Zhang Fang thought a little depressed.

He looked in the direction where Jiang Xing was, and as expected, he found that the other party was helping Lu Yunkai straighten his slightly raised collar.

The other party's fingers close to his neck were slender and strong. Because he was arranging his collar, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and the eyelids fluttered with the eyelashes from time to time, which seemed to have a very peaceful feeling.

But Lu Yunkai still avoided Jiang Xing's hand unconsciously.

Jiang Xing: "?"

Looking at the other party, Lu Yunkai didn't know how to answer for a moment. His hand that blocked Jiang Xing's movement fell on his neck, squeezed the nape of his neck and his shoulders, and then seemed to have not noticed the other party's question. Said bluntly: "This time I will go outside probably only after the filming is over before I can come back..."

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "When you come back after filming, I may not be able to finish editing."

The movie is like this, the shooting time may not be as long as the post-production time.

Lu Yunkai did the math and found that it was almost the same: "When I came back, it was almost exactly the promotional period for your movie."

"Your film abroad is about to be released!" Jiang Xing said briskly.

Just as Lu Yunkai nodded, the announcement announcement for boarding at the airport rang.

He exerted a little force on his fingers holding the luggage handle, and his eyes were already on the boarding entrance.

This is an obvious tendency to move.

Jiang Xing didn't drag the person to chat anymore, he just said to the other person: "Be careful on the road and keep in touch."

Lu Yunkai seemed to let out all the exhaustion and depression he felt when he came back this time, he let out a long breath, and his tone also became stronger than usual, he said: "Okay, let's keep in touch!"

He said goodbye to Jiang Xing and got on the plane directly.

At the moment when he got on the plane, he really breathed a sigh of relief because he was far away from the familiar environment and familiar people.

But soon, in less than 5 minutes after sitting down on the plane, the irritability that had left temporarily because no one was paying attention to him all the time, and no one was staying by his side all the time came back again, this time , even if no one in the first-class cabin paid attention to him, even if Zhang Fang just asked him if he wanted to rest with the blanket from the flight attendant, Lu Yunkai's anger was instantly ignited!

He said impatiently: "No, just shut up if you have nothing to do!"

Zhang Fang immediately stopped talking.

The scolding made the small area quiet for a short time, and the guests in the same group couldn't help but look back at the direction the sound came from—that is, Lu Yunkai's position.

Lu Yunkai straightened his lips, and closed his eyes after a while.

It was said just now, Zhang Fang is not talking now.He just sighed secretly, feeling a little unspeakable melancholy, probably because of Xue Ying's death, he had never thought of it before, even if nothing serious happened between the two of them before, Xue Ying's death would have such a great impact on Lu Yunkai ...

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Just after the new year, the cold weather has not been restrained a little because of the lively new year. There are a few snowy nights. Whenever people wake up, people can always see the snow outside paving a thin layer of road, or On the nearby brown branches and green leaves, there is always a string of icicles hanging on one side, and a handful of residual snow on the other side. When you open your eyes and look out, it looks like a world covered in silver and broken jade.

After Lu Yunkai went abroad to shoot this time, Jiang Xing wrote emails to Lu Yunkai more often, just like he was still in the later stage of filming "Sunset".

Originally, because of Jiang Xing's stable working hours, the two had been talking on regular long-distance calls for a while. Lu Yunkai had posted his own and domestic phone bills on Facebook before; but this time when Lu Yunkai went abroad, maybe It was because the work was suspended for a Spring Festival before, and it was obviously more busy. At the beginning, when Jiang Xing called, Lu Yunkai might not be able to answer twice out of the three times. Even if he did, he had to hang up without saying a word; Later, perhaps considering that he could not answer Jiang Xing's calls every time, Lu Yunkai gave Zhang Fang the call. When Jiang Xing called one day and Zhang Fang's voice came from the other end of the phone, he Just leave this number aside for the time being, and use the mailbox to edit the mail instead.

Originally, editing emails was only the second choice when the phone couldn’t get through, but when it really started, Jiang Xing suddenly discovered the benefits of editing emails at this time—he could think more about what he wanted to say and communicate with the other party , instead of racking your brains to say some superficial words or jokes in just 10 minutes each time, and then get a dry "oh" from the other party.

but--

No matter how much he thinks about it and how carefully he writes, if every time he sends a letter, it feels like nothing is going to sink into the sea, Jiang Xing will also feel that maybe the other party has not only changed his mobile phone number, but also changed his mailbox.

One month and ten days.

This evening, when Jiang Xing came back from the post-production room, he was not busy writing emails. Instead, he opened the sending and receiving records and looked at them separately.

One page of the letter sending record shows [-] letters. He has already sent two pages, which means about [-] letters. Instead of being stuck with one letter a day.

Then he checked his inbox again.

About a dozen work emails found here and wanted to talk to him in person.

There were about ten replies from Lu Yunkai.

Jiang Xing bit a cigarette on the table into his mouth, but he didn't light it with a lighter, so he put the cigarette back after smoking it for a while.

He clicked on his outbox again, and saw that the emails he had sent were all in the "read" status.

Jiang Xing shook his head lightly.

If he didn't have this state, he would think that the other party didn't read it at all, especially the next few letters...

The plain curtains were drawn, and one or two threads of darkness and cold wind came in through the gaps in the curtains. The thin and weak wind blew in front of the desk lamp, causing the light under the lampshade to tremble a little.

Jiang Xing relaxed his back and leaned on the computer chair.

The wrists of his hands were loosely stuck on the movable drawer of the keyboard, and his fingers rested lightly on the white keyboard.

He typed a few words in the email, and then pressed the Backspace key to delete them one by one.

When he wanted to continue after deleting, the cold wind blowing in through the gap suddenly became stronger, and Jiang Xing, who was wearing home clothes, shivered. He stood up from his seat and walked to the window of the study with a few steps , and opened the drawn curtains.

Beyond the straight up and down glass French windows, at some point, fine white snow began to float.

It's like the layer of fur that is the closest to the animal's body, soft and small, floating in the dark sky.

That's beautiful.

But also cold.

Jiang Xing stared in front of the French window for a while, then turned around and walked back. Before taking two steps, he bumped into the staircase standing in the study.

He walked down the stairs and looked up.

The small wooden door was closed tightly.

The distance of an ocean, the sun and the moon alternate half a week.

In the middle of the night in China, the sun is still high in the sky abroad. Lu Yunkai is sitting in the dormitory rented by his company. There is a cello in the east corner of the dormitory, and there are messy traces of graffiti scattered around. Music manuscripts.But this is not the point, the point is on the small round table in front of Lu Yunkai.

There are three things on the round table: a bunch of keys, a mobile phone, and an ashtray full of cigarette butts and dust.

Recently, Lu Yunkai has been smoking.

His lips were a little white and chapped, and he was biting an unidentifiable cigarette through a filter that people don't often use nowadays. He inhaled it one after another, and the smoke came out from the gaps in his lips, and gradually filled the whole room, making him feel sick. The clear air in the room was completely covered by smoke.

Lu Yunkai smoked fiercely, but his attention was all on the cigarettes.His outfit today is relatively retro, with a white shirt, a dark green striped vest, and trousers of the same color but darker.His eyes were only on a bunch of keys on the small round table in front of him.

This is the key I got at Jiang Xing's house last time.

Two big black heads, two bright silver, and a brass-colored key that looks a bit old.

These keys are all worn in a key ring, and there is a very cute red-eyed bunny pendant in the key ring.

He reached out and flicked the bunch of keys.

The mobile phone next to the key had the same and unique e-mail notification sound at a similar time as in the past. Hearing this sound, he knew who sent the e-mail he received at this moment.

His eyes turned to the phone, and he flicked the screen back and forth with his fingers, but he didn't want to open his mailbox.

It was the same before.

It felt really strange. When he answered the phone connected to Jiang Xing, he didn't want to answer the other party's call. He sat by the side and waited for the phone to disconnect, and then threw the phone to Zhang Fang.

But just one day later he regretted it.

He took his mobile phone back, but the phone from Jiang Xing didn't ring again, but was replaced by an email.

Two feelings of regret and relief are intertwined in my heart.

Lu Yunkai felt that the other party had also discovered his attitude - in fact, what is so difficult to discover?

It's very simple if you want to redeem it, wouldn't it be good for him to call back?

However, the reality is that every time Lu Yunkai makes up his mind at this second, he can overthrow his determination at the next second.

So in the end, not only did he not call back, but gradually he didn't even reply to emails.

It's just that he still reads the email, so he can know that Jiang Xing's attitude hasn't changed—at least in the email.

He breathed a sigh of relief again.

But sometimes I suddenly feel angry again.

It was as if he had been expecting someone to help him make a choice for a certain problem, but the only person who could help him make a choice was determined to push the problem back to him.

Maybe I should make a choice.

After filming today, Lu Yunkai suddenly thought so.

He looked at the keys in front of him and the phone that had received the email, and clearly realized that these were things that he would carefully keep and look forward to.But he is also very clear that maybe in the next second, in the next second, he will have nothing to look forward to, and will not take other actions.

This is not right.

It's so weird.

Lu Yun thought about it.

I need to adjust myself...

He began to think with some difficulty, sorting out all the things from the beginning of Xue Ying's incident to the present, and going through them one by one in his mind, over and over again.

He finally made a decision.

He continued to calmly look at the email from Jiang Xing, reading word by word, but he didn't reply a single word.And, he calmly sent the bunch of keys back.

But on the second day after the courier was sent out, Lu Yunkai suddenly became anxious again. He began to search for his things all over the room, opened all the drawers and rummaged through all the clothes, and the house was so messed up that he even came in to call him. Zhang Fang, who was ready to go to the studio, was shocked!

"Brother Lu... what are you looking for?" Zhang Fang asked Lu Yunkai hesitantly.

"The key." Lu Yunkai walked around the room countless times, searching all places, large and small, and now he is suppressing his anger, but it was obviously not successful, because when talking to Zhang Fang, Lu Yunkai had already All the things in the drawer that had just been dumped on the table were swept to the floor!

Big and small collision sounds can play a symphony!

"Key?" Zhang Fang repeated, and then tiptoed for a while on the floor full of sundries, paying special attention to avoiding those sharp glass and porcelain fragments. I found a courier note in the middle, "Is it the one sent back to China yesterday...?"

The courier bill was sent to Lu Yunkai.

Lu Yunkai looked at the address he had filled out on the receipt, and suddenly became quiet.

This courier note was very strange, he didn't have such a thing in his memory, but the font on it was also very familiar, it was the words he was used to writing.

He suddenly became anxious.

Anxiety came back to him, controlling his behaviour.

Without saying a word, he snatched the courier slip from Zhang Fang's hand and began to tear it, tearing it piece by piece, until it reached the size of a fingernail shell.

His hands were very hard, and the blue veins on both wrists were bursting in the process of shredding the paper... When a small and small courier bill came to the point where it could not be torn apart, the rushing emotions rushed again. and go.Like a deflated ball, he lowered his hands, found the trash can from the messy ground, and threw the things in his hands down.

After a brief flutter like snowflakes, the pieces of paper gathered together as a member of the garbage in the bucket.

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The cross-border express delivery took five full days on the road.

Jiang Xing received the mail from Lu Yunkai five days after Lu Yunkai sent it.

He was a little surprised when he received the package, but he wasn't too excited, mainly because of Lu Yunkai's attitude for a while; but even so, he didn't expect that when he opened the package, he would see a bunch of keys alone Lying on the ground in a boxy box.

He picked up the key from the box.

The five keys are all here, and there is a small spiral chain next to the key, which is part of a very common key pendant. There should be something under the chain, but it seems to be pulled out, so All Jiang Xing saw was a bare chain.

He looked for the small box, and after making sure there was nothing else, he threw the box into the trash can, and then walked to the study with the bunch of keys.

Walking along the stairs of the study room at night, he used the brass-colored key to open the small door on the ceiling, and he pushed the small door up to another house above the floor.

There was a small "bang".

The large colored ball hanging from the ceiling on the upper floor was pulled away, and glitter, stars, and colorful ribbons sprinkled all over him.

Just sprinkled all over him.