Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

The author has something to say: This chapter is abusive...

After this chapter, Meng Yanchi entered into a tangled state of giving up on Feng Yeshu~~ And... not long after, I was finally able to abuse Feng Yeshu, what would I say! !

But this chapter is really abusive...a girl who is afraid of being abused...be prepared mentally...

After waiting for a long time, Feng Yeshu did not come back.Meng Yanchi hugged the soup pot, as if this would keep the temperature of the soup from being lost.The night sky tonight is beautiful and full of stars, the night is as gentle as velvet, just like Feng Yeshu's bottomless eyes.

"Even if one day, your name has been indifferent in the strong wind and dust, it will still be engraved, engraved on my bones buried deep in the ground, and sleep with you forever..."

Meng Yanchi hummed softly this song that he had sung in his heart countless times.Love and loneliness have always been the world in everyone's heart and cannot be shared with others.

If Feng Yeshu hadn't come back that night, maybe he could have continued this dream.But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard familiar footsteps.

Feng Yeshu!

Meng Yanchi stood up suddenly, because his knees were sore and numb after sitting for a long time, and he couldn't stand up straight.Just because he was half bent, the tall potted plants on both sides of the steps just blocked his figure, so that Feng Yeshu didn't see him for a while, but let him see an unbelievable scene: Feng Yeshu's arms The person holding her arm is Xiao Mianyue.

Even in the weather like Christmas, Xiao Mianyue still wore very little, and the shirt with the open neckline just outlined his body shape that did not fail to meet the standards of models.Xiao Mianyue looked like a child when she was happy, dancing excitedly, saying something loudly in French, Feng Yeshu just nodded slightly, maybe he didn't understand, maybe he didn't answer, but just hugged him gently and forcefully waist, with deep helplessness and connivance in his eyes.

Already knew—should have known, hadn't he?

Meng Yanchi himself didn't understand how his frozen knees nimbly slipped to the dark place of the steps at the door. From this angle, he could only hear the voices of the two talking, and the two slender men under the light of the porch. shadow.

"Yeshu, I don't want to come back... I don't want to go home. It's still early..." Xiao Mianyue rolled in Feng Yeshu's arms, holding on to the door and refusing to go in.

"It's getting late. You still have a lot of things to do tomorrow." Feng Yeshu paused, and somehow, Meng Yanchi heard the sound of the door opening, "Go in and change your clothes."

"No. Unless Yeshu gives me a kiss." The two figures intertwined, Xiao Mianyue hooked Feng Yeshu's neck, and they merged into one in the dim light.

silence.Only the slight sound of breathing echoed in the cold air.

I don't know how long it took to see the figures of the two separated. The first thing I heard was Feng Yeshu's voice, "Satisfied now? Go in and sleep quickly, or you will catch a cold."

"Yeshu, I love you." The sound of closing the door cut off the words.Feng Yeshu is gone, and Xiao Mianyue is gone, what are they doing in the room at this moment?With someone as enthusiastic as Xiao Mianyue, will the coldness in his eyes melt away?Meng Yanchi only felt that the pain was unbearable, even if he went forward at this time, it would probably be worthless to him.

This is the longest time Meng Yanchi waited for someone in his previous life and this life. After seeing Feng Yeshu pulling Xiao Mianyue into the elevator, he took out the whole pack of Marlboro, which was Feng Yeshu's favorite. smoke.Meng Yanchi sat on the steps holding the thermos, looking at these souvenirs one by one.

These things are just laughing at myself for being sentimental, and laughing at myself for being so embarrassing.

The first Marlboro, it said, I love you.

You probably don't know where I got this pack of Marlboros.I secretly stole it from your pocket. When you were filming "Dragon Knight", in those late nights, while you were not paying attention, I took one or two out of your cigarette case, hid it, and then , write on it.

This is the first one, and the first one says, I love you.

Just say I love you.

Undiscovered, my secret thoughts.I don't like the omnipotent Feng Yeshu on the screen, but I like Feng Yeshu.I like the person who will fall asleep on the chair because the filming is too hard, and forget to approve the clothes; I like the person who doesn't like to talk, but once he starts filming, he is very serious; I like the person who actually lives a bit clumsy and doesn't know how to take care of himself people.So quickly, one cigarette was smoked.

Then light the second cigarette, and on the second one, just write three words repeatedly, Feng Yeshu.Feng Yeshu.Feng Yeshu.

Feng Yeshu.I like you.I love you.

do you know?

Because I love you so much, I hope I can get closer to you.

Otherwise, why did I step into this circle that has been criticized all the time, otherwise why did I have to endure so many things that I never liked.

I've never, never been a good actor.How selfish, my eyes are always on you, only on you.

The third cigarette.

What is written on this cigarette?Meng Yanchi lowered his head, looked at the lighter, and saw only one sentence. When I saw his smile, it was like a river of stars.

When did this seem to happen?It was filming "Dragon Knight". I foolishly ran to find him to match the lines. I wanted to do my best to shoot better. I went to his room and read the lines with him. He tilted his head and looked at himself, lips The horn smiled slightly.

Feng Yeshu always smiles less.Even joy is seldom.But for some reason, the way he smiled was strangely childish.

The galaxy is everywhere.You don't know, in my heart, your smile is like this.

The fourth cigarette, I miss you.

I miss you.But I can't talk to you.

I watched the films he made time and time again, especially the "Teacher" where he won the Best Young Actor Award. His handsome profile, gentle and silent curves, indulgent and doting lips He picked it up, sat in the room by himself, time and time again, and slowly played the shot, the man on the bicycle, even though he was wearing army green homespun clothes, his eyebrows were still handsome, and his eyes were dark and gentle.

Missing a person, but only dare to watch his films, is this considered an extreme bad thing?

Every time I mustered up the courage, but in the end I was blocked by my mouth, how scared, as long as I stretch out my hand, it will be broken into powder.

The fifth cigarette, you have to remember to eat.

When he was filming "Dragon Knight", he was late and always forgot to eat at night.Every time I come to him to check my lines, when I open the door, I will ask him, have you eaten yet?If you haven't eaten, let's eat together.

It seems that this is my worst way to strike up a conversation.

Taking a deep sip from the still warm thermos with whirling fingers.

I always seem to do these unnecessary and humble things, as if just doing this can make you like me more.

Mother-in-law is worse than anyone.

Embarrassed.

He eats little, but is picky, but surprisingly likes fish, and he is a good-for-nothing who eats fish.But sitting next to him and watching him slowly pick the fish bones, I still have an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Probably because of love, even if I sit on the most noisy street, I will feel peaceful; because I love him, even if I burn my fingers for cooking, I don’t feel pain.

The sixth cigarette.

When Meng Yanchi pulled it out, he saw the slender and beautiful handwriting at a glance.It says, to Yanchi.

Look at these three words.I still couldn't help crying.

Does he remember?

In that dragoon guards fight, seeing him smoking in a corner, he didn't hold back and asked him to smoke less.

After thinking about it, he put out his cigarette.

Find out the last cigarette in his pack and ask him to write it down to prove that he will not smoke again today.

He really wrote it, with his slender fingers and sharp knuckles, holding a signature pen to write for Yan Chi.

Tears finally could not hold back.

Trembling, he lit the cigarette and watched those words burn before his eyes.

In the end, I wasn't even going to keep a cigarette for myself.

Meng Yanchi lowered his head to look at the cigarette case. There were only the last six left in that delicate box. After all, he still hadn't stolen a whole pack of Marlboros from him.

But it's enough.

Then, just keep smoking.Maybe, at the end of the draw, I also forgot, forgot that he hugged Xiao Mianyue, forgot that he didn't love her.

The seventh cigarette, when did you get it?It seems that when Pai Huaichun was hunted down in the snow, Long Yan led him and fled all the way.After filming the scene, I was very cold, so I asked him for a lighter to warm my hands. He kindly gave me the coat, and I took another cigarette from the coat.

At that time, the snow was all over the ground, and I felt that it would turn gray in an instant——

Old, never leave.

So... it says, hallucinations.

yes.hallucinations.This grand illusion.

Is it Feng Yeshu's biggest illusion to himself?

Bewitched by him from the beginning, until now, after filming "Dragon Knight", I still can't forget him.

Some people say that in the world of mortals, only what you are willing to be fascinated by is what you want.

Then Feng Yeshu, I am willing to be fascinated by you, but I know that you are not mine.

What a shameful and sad love.

The eighth cigarette, Meng Yanchi looked at it for a long time, and played with the iPhone in his hand until it was about to run out of power, and finally took out the remaining cigarettes with all his heart.Only the last four remain.Finished.There will never be any more.

It reads on the cigarette - Possession is the beginning of loss.

This sentence is really well written.Why did I write it down when I was so enlightened?Meng Yanchi thought about it and laughed at himself.

From the first time I saw him in my previous life, the closer I got to him, the more I felt sorry for him, the more I loved him, and I was reborn after death. In the end, I was so lucky that I went to participate in "Dragon Knight", and in that drama, I was with him. Feng Yeshu approached, talked to him, got acquainted with him, went to eat supper with him, approached Feng Yeshu step by step, and wanted to possess him step by step.

The more you have, the sadder you will be when you lose it.

Just like now, I was in such a mess, sitting at the door of Feng Yeshu's apartment, smoking a lot of cigarettes, and when he came back, I saw him hugging Xiao Mianyue.

If you don't have hope and love for him, you won't be covered in bruises.

Meng Yanchi was not very good at smoking. When he smoked the ninth cigarette, he had already started coughing. He smoked too much at once. He wondered if his throat would be completely hoarse the next day.

But there are not many opportunities to be willful, Meng Yanchi thought, especially at this time today, it is rare to be willful, so why bother to control it.

What is written on this cigarette is, fireworks in the world, life after life.

Yanchi smiled and sighed, this is in Phoenix. Several scenes of "Dragon Knight" were filmed in Fenghuang. One morning, I took advantage of the absence of the scene to go out. Before going out, I touched a cigarette of Feng Yeshu, who was about to film, and walked around in Fenghuang, a small town with fireworks. I went back and forth, bought milk tea in that famous milk tea shop, and wrote my wish on a card sticker. The wish is really vulgar, but I want to write it down no matter what.

Yes.Fireworks in the world, life after life.

This is my wish.I just want to be with you, forever and ever.

Whether it's written on cigarettes or on the wall with stickers, this is the only thing I want, but God and Buddha don't give it to me, and I can't help it.

Meng Yanchi wiped his face and wiped away the tears on his face. Every time he smoked a cigarette, he would feel the pain.

Yes, burn your own heart, how can it not hurt.

Be

Ah, so, this tenth cigarette, it says, you are my heart.

you are my heart.

In fact, falling in love will not kill people. After falling in love, after waking up and waking up again, the earth will still turn, and you will still have to run around for your livelihood.

But Feng Yeshu, my dear Yeshu, I still love you.

Even if I have to burn my heart for this, I can relieve my pain.

He lowered his head and looked at the cigarette case. There were only two cigarettes left.

This No. 11 cigarette, I wrote vulgarly, I only wish you well, peace in this world, and all the best.

This was the day when the filming of "Dragon Knight" was finally finished. On the day of the filming, a group of people got drunk, and they were given two glasses of wine, which they secretly took out of Feng Yeshu's box of unfinished Marlboro on the table. of.

I saw him talking to others, his dark eyes were faintly shining in the night, so I couldn't help but hide in a corner and drank two more glasses.

yes i love it.

But I know, I know that this man named Feng Yeshu obviously doesn't love me.

Therefore, my only hope is that he can be safe and secure in this world and that everything goes well.

Even if you pay all the price for it.

That's the best I can do for him.

The last cigarette with nothing written on it.Meng Yanchi took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote two words on the cigarette, goodbye.

yes, bye.

So, after smoking this last cigarette, can it be regarded as giving up my love for you?

I smoked all the Marlboros I stole from your pocket here, and waited for you to come back with this insulated box. These things are actually to make me give up on you.

Because I love you so much, if you want me not to love you, I have to pull these out of my bones.

The pain was unstoppable.

But I have to do this, not once, just the second time, until one day, I finally pull out this poison called "Feng Yeshu" from my bones, and then I can completely forget it.

Until the day comes, until I can face you.

So, bye.

My dear Yeshu.Please allow me to completely forget you.

This is the last answer I can give to my love.

They beat on the cliff, like the fearless waves rushing towards the cliff, and they were broken into powder, just like these twelve cigarettes, they burned to ashes, and my love was silently burned to ashes.