After reading through the book, I found out that I am the prototype of the protagonist

In the next two or three days of filming, there were no more rival scenes between the two of them, and when we met again, it was already three days later in the afternoon.

Lin Qi had a busy schedule before, and in the morning he went to open a platform for a brand, and was exhausted by the time he was on the bus to the crew.He was worried that his bad condition would affect the shooting, so he asked Yang Qing to go down to buy a cup of coffee when passing by a coffee shop.

"This cup is too bitter." After taking a sip, Lin Xi closed his eyes in pain, "It's almost like drinking traditional Chinese medicine."

Yang Qing said helplessly: "I can't help it, I have to control the sugar content, I didn't ask the clerk to add sugar to you."

Lin Xi was so depressed by the bitterness, sugar control is not a short-term thing anyway, so it's ok to have something sweet first to relieve the bitterness in his mouth.He reached into the small food bag that had been in the car all the time, fumbled with his fingers a few times, and pinched out a pack of snacks.

"What is this?" He handed the coffee in his hand to Yang Qing, and looked at the outer packaging of the thing himself, "Peach-flavored throat lozenges? I've never eaten this kind. When did you buy it? I'll take a sip."

His expression was full of accusations of "you steal snacks", Yang Qing immediately said aggrievedly, "I didn't buy it."

He looked at the candy carefully and remembered: "It was given by Jiang Xiusi's assistant last time."

"Huh?" Lin Xi was a little surprised. Jiang Xiusi gave him candy?

He looked at Yang Qing with disapproval: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Yang Qing shrugged: "His assistant doesn't talk much, so he just said to give us candy. I thought that Brother Jiang is so awesome, he wouldn't just give a bag of candy, and he didn't give it to others. I thought It was his assistant who gave me food, and I added WeChat to chat with him."

Lin Qi stared at the peach's throat lozenges, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.The assistant sent Yang Qing off, but he thought it was Jiang Xiusi who sent him off!

"Then eat it, it was given to you." He could only pretend to be calm and put the sugar back into the bag.

Yang Qing took it out again and handed him one, with a bright smile on his face: "Brother, I'll share it with you! But only one, you can't eat too much sugar!"

"I don't want it." Of course, Lin Xi refused coldly.

Then he could only suffer from the coffee, drinking the whole cup just to refresh himself.

It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived at the crew, and the shooting just ended at a stage, which was a short break.

And Jiang Xiusi, who Yang Qing said was "such an awesome character", was indeed not at the level of just wrapping sugar as soon as he made a move. He bought refreshments and afternoon tea from the best tea restaurant in the local area to relieve the whole crew.

Lin Xi was still upset by the bitterness of the coffee on the tip of his tongue, but when he saw him coming, the assistant who sorted things hurriedly sent him a small cake and black tea.

The little cake was so delicate and delicious that Lin Xi ate several mouthfuls with a small spoon.

"Brother, don't eat too much sweet." Yang Qing shook his finger at him seriously, and took the small cake to the side.

Lin Xi froze for two or three seconds, wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, took another sip of black tea, and said very elegantly: "Got it, I'm planning to stop eating."

"As expected of my brother!" Yang Qing boasted without thinking anyway, "Excellent self-control."

After two or three minutes, Yang Qing went out to use the bathroom.Lin Xi was the only one left in the dressing room.

He moved the little cake back in front of him without any psychological burden, and thought to himself: Just two bites, I'm still the one with super self-control.

As a result, as soon as the spoon was in the mouth, someone opened the door and came in.

Lin Xi had a guilty conscience, swallowed it quickly, and quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue.How could this Yang Qing kill a carbine!

He put on a smile and was ready to speak, but when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Xiusi with a cold face.

This scene was a bit embarrassing to think of, Lin Xi gave a dry cough, and said something to him with a smile just prepared: "This cake is delicious."

Jiang Xiusi nodded, although his voice was cold, he was not as ignorant as he was at the beginning: "Then eat more."

Lin Qi turned his head to stare at the little cake, and thought for three seconds: Anyway, he said he would eat two bites, and there was still one bite left, so let's eat it instead of wasting it.

The small silver spoon was inserted between the delicate and mellow cake, just dipped in the intoxicatingly fragrant grape mousse, and was about to scoop up a small spoon and put it in the mouth, when the door opened without warning.

Yang Qing was sweating all over his head, and shot his eyes at Lin Xi's hand like a torch, and his face burned when he saw Lin Xi alive.

He put down the things in his hand, his anger rose a little bit, and he said, "You still ran to supervise me on purpose, basic trust, and self-control that you just said." Just as he was about to say it, Yang Qing's loud voice was full of energy burst out: "Brother!"

"You can't eat too much sweet food. Too much calorie is just one aspect. Too much sweet food can also affect the optic nerve. You have a slight color vision disorder. You must protect your eyes and don't eat it!"

Lin Xi's cocky anger was immediately extinguished. He explained in a low voice, "I only plan to eat two bites, and I didn't eat a few bites at noon. I'm a little hungry."

As soon as his attitude softened, Yang Qing immediately changed. He scratched his head embarrassingly and said, "Brother, I was too anxious just now. You didn't eat much at noon, so take a few more bites. Just control it later." gone."

And Jiang Xiusi glanced over, making it hard to ignore.

Yang Qing and Lin Qi looked at each other, and they both had the thought of "Damn it, I'm ashamed in front of outsiders".

Yang Qing was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, so he quickly smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Jiang for the cake. It's nothing else, but my brother can't eat too much sweet."

But Jiang Xiusi said, "Next time I won't buy anything with high sugar content."

He spoke so sincerely and naturally that not only Yang Qing didn't expect it, but even Lin Xi was a little confused.He was still thinking about how to reply, but Jiang Xiusi had already turned his head away.It seemed that he just said a scene that couldn't be more natural.

But when Jiang Xiusi spoke about the scene, it would make people feel that he was not speaking for the sake of the scene at all, and he didn't need it.

Today's scene was filmed in a shed, and the setting was a classroom. The warm afterglow slanted/into the window, only illuminating the back half of the classroom.

Fang Qiling and Chu Yue occupied a desk when they were teenagers, sitting on it and chatting, shaking their legs from time to time.

The school asked the class cadres to organize students to go to the nursing home to condolences to the orphans and widows. Fang Qiling took over the task and successfully found a few enthusiastic students. He also reserved a place for Chu Yue and wanted him to go with him.

But this afternoon, after Chu Yue made up for Fang Qiling the homework he owed, Fang Qiling mentioned this matter, but Chu Yue flatly refused.

"Why don't you go?" Fang Qiling was puzzled, "There are so many people who want to go."

"Does the fact that more people want to go mean that I should want to go too?"

Fang Qiling showed a depressed expression, thought for a while and decided to impress him with enthusiasm: "Think about how pitiful those grandparents are, and no one goes to see them, so lonely, so old, and there is no young face around How happy it would be to see a group of youthful young classmates visiting them."

Chu Yue spoke, and said coldly: "What does their happiness have to do with me?"

Fang Qi listened: "What are you talking about!"

Chu Yue's eyes were calm: "And I will be like them in the future. I don't expect anyone to come to see me. It's noisy and redundant."

Fang Qiling's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong with him: "What's wrong with you? Weren't you all fine when you first gave the lecture? Why are you angry now?"

"Not angry." Chu Yue stood up, picked up her schoolbag in one hand, and walked out, "I'll go first."

"Hey wait." Fang Qiling hurriedly followed.

The sun receded inch by inch, and the light had already fallen on the railing outside the classroom.

Fang Qiling muttered: "What do you mean by being suddenly depressed? In the future, you will be that kind of person, who speaks as if you have too much."

"You never thought that you would—" Chu Yue spoke quickly, but then stopped immediately, "It's nothing."

But Fang Qiling hastily intercepted the topic: "I know, I know! Let me tell you, what I have learned is that this is a mental state of adolescence, and I feel that people are lonely. But this is fucking Nonsense."

He was very proud, and squinted at Chu Yue, feeling that he had made the point.

But this glance was frivolous, but there was a pause for several seconds, and it was almost impossible to take it back.Because the warm color of the setting sun covered one side of Chu Yue's body, his face was cold and pale, neither angry nor happy.

"Everyone is different," he said.

The two fell silent and walked down the stairs soundlessly.Chu Yue's expression didn't fluctuate, but Fang Qiling felt uncomfortable.

He felt a little depressed.High school students seldom talk about this kind of topic, but when they do, they are willing to share their troubles and feelings in their teenage years.Saying nothing like Chu Yue makes people feel uncomfortable.

His heart was heavy, and he walked outside the school gate, and finally couldn't help but said again: "We're digressing. We just went to the nursing home to see the elderly. What's the matter?"

Chu Yue stopped and shifted his gaze to his face: "What's so interesting about a dying person."

He said it plainly, without much other meaning, but Fang Qiling exploded immediately.

"Fuck. Is there something wrong with you! Who wouldn't die!"

Chu Yue smiled and agreed with his words: "Everyone is going to die."

Fang Qiling was suddenly at a loss for words, stopped and looked at him with a strange expression.

He is still in a state of taboo to mention death, and he can't accept people around him talking about whether he is dead or not.Maybe it was because he was afraid, because his parents would always say things like "what will you do when we leave", which made him very panicked.Dead words make him sensitive.

But when he blurted out the word himself, he felt quite unlucky, and kept saying "withdraw, withdraw" in his heart.And Chu Yue's reaction made him feel even more stuck in his throat.

It's fucking uncomfortable.

It would be nice if people were always naive.Why recognize the fact that everyone is going to die?I don't want my parents to leave, and I don't want to disappear from this world.

Although he is 17 years old, he still cries when he thinks that his parents will leave one day.

After another half a day, Fang Qiling uttered loudly: "We have to live a long time before we die. Live healthy until we are more than 100 years old, and we will leave when we live long enough!"

However, Chu Yue seemed unable to empathize with all his fears. He smiled again, with a slightly raised arc on the corner of his lips: "What's the point of living so long?"

Fang Qiling couldn't stand him anymore, clenched his schoolbag tightly with both hands, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going home first, so I won't be with you anymore. My mother said that I stewed pig's feet today, and I'm so hungry."

After speaking, he ran out immediately, leaving Chu Yue behind.

After running for a short distance, he felt a little sweat on his body, and the feeling of suffocation was much relieved.But an inexplicable emotion pulled him, and he couldn't help but looked back at Chu Yue again.

At that time, he just wanted to take a glimpse, but he vaguely felt a cool wind blowing from behind.Chu Yue walked slowly behind, alone, not sad.

That gust of cool wind was like a thick curtain, thumping on Qiling's forehead, making him feel ominous.His throat tightened, and he squeezed his lips tightly, raised his hand and shook Chu Yue, then turned around and ran again.

He wants to leave the dead word far behind.

That strange premonition, Da Da Da, followed behind him unhurriedly.

The scene is over, and it's time to call it a day.Neither Jiang Xiusi nor Lin Qi had a night show, so they stood together at the intersection for a while, resting while watching the prop crew remove the set.The sun gradually faded across the city at a desolate speed.

The autumn wind is blowing and the temperature is getting cooler.

Maybe it's because they've started filming a rivalry scene, and they get along much better these days than before. Lin Xi realizes that Jiang Xiusi may not be as pretentious and unkind as he thought at first.After filming the scene with Jiang Xiusi, seeing the same scene, Lin Xi suddenly had an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

He tilted his head and asked, "Where do you think people go when they die?"

Jiang Xiusi also looked sideways at him.

During the short time waiting for Jiang Xiusi's answer, he himself inevitably thought of that long dream, in which Jiang Xiusi gave a weird and general answer: the realm of chaos.