Euthanasia

After Liu Zhiwei returned to the crew, he kept thinking about Jon who tried to commit suicide.He was a little absent-minded when filming. He originally had a scene with Hua Xiao, but Hua Xiao was gearing up to use his real skills to kill Liu Zhiwei's aura, but Liu Zhiwei was not in the mood.

Hua Xiao punched the cotton, and a dignified film star was a little dumbfounded facing an [-]th line.

Li Qiang frowned and watched for a long time.It is impossible to pick out the fault, but it is the lack of that feeling. Seeing Liu Zhiwei pouring water into his chest, he waved his hand and said: "Give you a day off, come back the day after tomorrow, the progress of the previous run is enough. "

Liu Zhiwei didn't bother, and left the crew early without saying a word.When he took off his make-up and packed his things, he still flinched and hesitated a bit, but the speed was very fast.

Xiao Yang looked at him in surprise and joked, "Brother Zhiwei, are you in such a hurry to pick up the child home?"

Liu Zhiwei said vaguely without raising his head, "How could I have a child..."

Xiao Yang said with a smile: "Now the business has just started, and it will be established in the future."

"There won't be any in the future..." Liu Zhiwei's words didn't go through his brain, and after he finished speaking, he noticed Xiao Yang's dazed expression at him, and he suddenly came to his senses.He opened his mouth for an "ah" and said, "Hey...I mean...I don't like children very much..."

After he finished speaking, he heard Xiao Yang say with some regret: "Children are quite cute..."

Liu Zhiwei said while putting things in the bag: "Then why do you still want to be a DINK?"

Xiao Yang froze for a moment, but didn't speak.

Liu Zhiwei didn't care either. After packing everything in, he greeted Xiao Yang and said, "I'm leaving first, you should go home early too!"

Xiao Yang absentmindedly gave a "bye" and rushed into Xu Ting's car as he watched Liu Zhiwei.In broad daylight, seeing that Liu Zhiwei was in a hurry, she didn't rub against their car as she did when she came here.

"Brother Xu," Liu Zhiwei greeted Xu Ting after getting into the car, and asked, "How is Zhang Chengqian?"

Since Zhang Chengqian won the lawsuit, the naval forces of both sides have died down, so only the dazed melon-eaters are still supporting each other.Over the past few days, neither Bai He nor Zhang Chengqian sent out any more messages, which made the melon eaters scratch their heads.

——Here, what's the follow-up?Can Bai He still sing?Is Zhang Chengqian still an actor?

Xu Ting said, "It will start tomorrow."

"Start what?" Liu Zhiwei froze for a moment.

"Wishing's plan for Zhang Chengqian," Xu Ting said, "He is recording a new album during this time, and Wishing will turn him into a three-dwelling artist."

Liu Zhiwei opened his eyes wide and let out a "wow".

"We have an agreement with Zhang Chengqian. All singles after Zhang Chengqian will be evaluated by us. If the evaluation is suitable, we will let you participate in it, such as the MV, such as the combination track. You will do him a big favor and make him popular. Yes, of course you have to ask for some reward."

Liu Zhiwei always felt that Xu Ting's moment was a bit like making a wish.

"But...but I haven't done much music..."

"No need, you just need to appear on camera," Xu Ting said, "Since you are friends, it will be beneficial for both parties to use this method to drive each other's enthusiasm."

Liu Zhiwei thought to himself that it is still not sure whether the two of them will be popular in the future, maybe it is possible to hit the street together.

"By the way," Xu Ting suddenly said again, "Except for me, who else knows about your relationship with Qiao...Jon?"

"In China?" Liu Zhiwei said hesitantly.

"..." Xu Ting had a bad feeling, "And abroad?"

Liu Zhiwei said cautiously: "The only thing I know is the few foreigners who asked me to sign the contract at that time...Lu Yi in China also knows. But, there may be Jon's bodyguards."

Xu Ting had searched for Jon's news on the Internet before, but he didn't find out about the other party's recent marriage and relationship. Hearing what Liu Zhiwei said, he probably had an idea in mind.

"Don't tell anyone else about your relationship with him for the time being," Xu Ting said, "At least not before "Cross Dress". I don't like taking risks."

If Liu Zhiwei is just a star who wants to be famous, Xu Ting will of course use this relationship to hype it up.This kind of relationship with such a selling point and explosive point, if it falls on the artist under Wishing, Wishing may be able to buy a lottery ticket and pack a cruise ship to open a bottle to celebrate that night, and then use this to easily earn tens of millions from the artist. .

After all, in this era when traffic is money and fame, the name "Jon Williams" already represents world-class traffic.

But Liu Zhiwei didn't become an artist for the sake of being famous, and Xu Ting didn't become an agent for making money.

"I don't want to tell anyone," Liu Zhiwei said with lowered eyes, "not everyone can accept homosexuality...I may not have a future with him...I don't want to use my relationship with him to grandstanding, no matter how others see us , are not the results I want. I am an actor to act, and this is my only purpose. Whether it is fame or income, it is just a certain standard to measure whether I am doing well...it should be based on my over the work."

Xu Ting looked at him sideways, and gave a slow "hmm".

Before Liu Zhiwei got home, Xu Ting asked again: "Have you thought about coming out?"

Liu Zhiwei's fists were clenched, and his throat was a little dry.

"……I……"

"Or in the future," Xu Ting said calmly, "You and Jon's contract is for two years, but you are gay for a lifetime. Do you want to keep it a secret?"

Liu Zhiwei pursed his lips.

"From the perspective of my work," Xu Ting said, "If you have that intention, I have to prepare a countermeasure in advance. But from the perspective of friends—"

Xu Ting parked the car downstairs in the apartment, looked at Liu Zhiwei and said, "My brother is gay, I know how he got here in the past few years. Because of his abnormal sexual orientation, he has been treated unfairly in the past. I As a child I didn't understand why he was always bullying me and doing bad things, but then I understood that he just wanted attention and love. He subconsciously thought that was wrong, wanted to feel accepted, but he had no 'guide'. He repeated several grades Once, because a lot of time was spent trying to find the 'right' way, doing too many things just to get attention.

"He used to keep denying himself and everything around him, I know how much pressure he was under.

"He tried suicide, he tried running away from home. And I didn't know until he came out how much time he had spent distorting his outlook on life."

"So as a friend—" Xu Ting said, "I hope you can seriously consider this matter. This society is not a warm and tolerant society, but just being yourself will make life easier Some."

"My brother told me, and he now knows, 'The so-called correct way is to live a comfortable life and have nothing to do with others'," Xu Ting said, "Wishing is still a jerk now, but he doesn't kill or set fire , and now I’m just wantonly being myself.”

"No matter what you have been through before, face up to who you are now."

"This is what I want to tell you as a friend now." Xu Ting looked at Liu Zhiwei, "I neither support nor oppose homosexuality, so not everyone will stand on your opposite side."

He patted Liu Zhiwei on the shoulder.

Before Liu Zhiwei got off the car, Xu Ting handed over to Liu Zhiwei the cooperation agreement on Zhang Chengqian and Liu Zhiwei's work that he signed with Wishing Studio.

"It's in the back seat, next to the black bag."

Liu Zhiwei got into the back seat to get it, but saw a lady's small bag beside him.

"Is this Xiao Yang's?" Liu Zhiwei said.

Xu Ting looked back and said, "I left it in the morning, I'll send it to her later."

A corner of the contract was pressed under the small bag. Liu Zhiwei pulled out the bag and brought the bag down at the same time, and a ball of half-folded fabric fell out from it.Liu Zhiwei picked it up subconsciously, and found that it was a small jersey, which seemed to be worn by children.

"She's a fan..." Liu Zhiwei muttered, refolded the jersey, and stuffed it into the opened small bag.

Jon heard someone approaching the door and immediately recognized Liu Zhiwei.Liu Zhiwei came back in the afternoon, which made Jon very happy.As soon as Liu Zhiwei entered the door, he found that Jon was building Lego on the dining room table in the living room. There were all colored cubes, and he didn't know what he was putting together.The room's huge floor-to-ceiling windows let sunlight into the room, reflecting Jon's brown hair and emerald green eyes transparently.

Seeing that Jon was still there, Liu Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I bought you something to eat."

"What did you buy?" Jon's eyes lit up when he heard the food.

Liu Zhiwei approached him and asked, "What are you fighting for?"

"Just to pass the time," Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei suddenly felt a little guilty.Jon has no friends or relatives here alone, and because he is inconvenient to move, he can only find all kinds of boring things to pass the time alone like a child.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was just after three o'clock in the afternoon.

"I bought a seafood feast." Liu Zhiwei said and put all the bags in his hand into the refrigerator. "But before that... do you want to go for a walk?"

Liu Zhiwei looked at Jon under the sunlight, who looked like a huge golden retriever dog, who just stayed at home obediently waiting for him to come home every day.This made Liu Zhiwei even more guilty.

"Great," said Jon, "can we go to the river?"

"No problem," Liu Zhiwei said, "but we have to pretend."

Liu Zhiwei found a red wool cap for Jon from the room, put it on his head, and put a pair of sunglasses on him.Liu Zhiwei put on a scarf and put on a hat familiarly.

The wide scarf covered half of his face from sight.

Jon looked at the same red hat on Liu Zhiwei's head, and held back a satisfied smile: "I like red."

"Really." Liu Zhiwei responded, put on his gloves and pushed him out the door.

"I'm going to miss this wheelchair," Jon said, "when I get up."

Hearing what Jon said, Liu Zhiwei couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face: "Yeah."

The river is not far from their apartment, and there are bustling cities on both sides. Liu Zhiwei pushed Jon along the embankment, and they were all middle-aged and elderly people walking.

At this time, it is not yet the time when ordinary people leave work and school, and young people have no time to go out.But the winter sky darkened early, and the sunset had already begun to spread across the sky.

The lights on the river surface lit up on the riverside that had not yet dimmed, and they also formed a line on the river surface.

Jon's hat-covered hair was blown away by the wind and blown into his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and said, "I should go get my hair cut."

"What kind of cut is it?" Liu Zhiwei asked casually.

"How about an undercut?" Jon said as he straightened his hair.

"Will it be too exaggerated?" Liu Zhiwei said so, but also stroked his hair.

"Sideswept or spikymessy," said Jon, "you can choose one."

"It's you who will do the hairstyle." Liu Zhiwei reminded him.

"But I want to be your type," Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei buried his face in the scarf, lowered his eyes and said vaguely, "...then you will do one kind, and I will do the other."

Jon suddenly turned his head excitedly: "I'll do sideswept, you'll do spikymessy, it's done."

"...I thought you liked messy ones more..." Liu Zhiwei avoided his gaze.

"My past was amess (a mess), so now I want to change my style." Joe turned his head and looked at the lake.

Liu Zhiwei said "hmm" but didn't say anything.His past is confined in a narrow tube, and he can only look up to see the sky, but never go up.

The wind that hadn't warmed up hit Liu Zhiwei's slightly hot eyelids, and he raised his head and looked into the distance.The sun set a little more, the sky began to become colorful, and the magnificent glow spread to the surrounding fields.

"Is there any smoke?" Jon said suddenly.

"No."

"Come on, I know you have. Get one out."

Liu Zhiwei then cut out two cigarettes and gave one to Jon.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he lowered his head and approached Jon's side face. The ends of the two cigarettes were brought together. Jon blocked the wind with his hands and asked Liu Zhiwei to light the two cigarettes together.

The blown smoke was blown away again by the wind.

The two of them smoked a cigarette each, and walked slowly along the wooden embankment until they finished smoking.Liu Zhiwei said, "Are you cold?"

"No." Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei was silent for a while: "Jon, do you think we would still be in this relationship if we didn't have a two-year agreement?"

"No." Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei's heart instantly turned cold.

"It will be easier for you to believe what I say, easier to accept me," Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei reacted for a long time before he felt his heart thaw again and began to beat faster.

"Can I trust you?"

Jon realized something, he grabbed the wheel of the wheelchair and stopped it from moving forward.He said: "Zeo, I can't give you a so-called 'forever' guarantee. Objectively speaking it doesn't exist."

Liu Zhiwei didn't make a sound, just stood there holding the handle of the wheelchair motionless.

"But right now, I can tell you that I want us to be together forever," Jon said.

"Whether I can be trusted depends on whether you believe me."

Liu Zhiwei was silent for a while.Then he bent down slowly, his chest crossed Jon's right shoulder from the back of the wheelchair, and the distance between his cheek and Jon's forehead and nose slowly but quickly narrowed - until he put his lips on Jon's lips superior.

The back of his head was facing the side of the road, his left hand was holding the scarf that had slid down his chin due to gravity, and his right hand was covering the back of Jon's hand holding the arm of the wheelchair.

He gazed into Jon's green eyes, then closed them.

The author has something to say:

Undercut and the latter two types of undercut... I'm sorry I don't make them. What are they in Chinese... You can search for yourself...