run to him

"Ladies and gentlemen: Our plane has arrived at Jiangbei Airport. It is now 22:05 Beijing time, and the temperature outside is 12 degrees Celsius. The plane is taxiing, for the safety of you and others..."

The vibration when the plane landed has not completely disappeared, and various sounds quickly filled the confined space in the ear.

Whispering, the notification sound of the passenger next to me when the phone was turned on, and a child in the aisle started to cry belatedly, the cloth was rubbed, and the backpack was taken out from under the seat.

The economy class was crowded with people, and the two girls chatting loudly became louder, while the young man in black sitting by the window pressed hard on the brim of his baseball cap, and opened his eyes uncomfortably amidst the symphony played by various movements.

Jing Ye pulled the mask around his chin, put it on, and turned off the airplane mode of the phone.

He had just woken up, his brain failed to recover the speed of precise calculation after a long flight, and he was still confused, pointing his fingers back and forth, and two messages popped up in a hurry after the signal at the top was full.

"Did it land?"

This is Fa Xiao who came to pick up the plane.

Another one came from his manager Zhao Lu.

Beginning with "Xiaojing", the long story can be known what she said just by glancing at Jingye twice, and she doesn't want to reply.At this time, the buffering of the signal was almost complete, and Zhao Lu's long voice could not wait to pop up.Jing Ye saw that the average length was more than 30 seconds, his scalp tightened, and he hurriedly stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

Then he sat motionless in his position, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of overly warm stale air.

He could guess what Zhao Lu was going to say, but right now, things that sound like "management appointments", "a lot of popularity", and "newly promoted small traffic" sound like a headache, so let's wait for him to calm down before thinking about them.

When I came back this time, I wanted to figure out what I wanted to do in the future. 21 years old is about to pass, indeed young, but it is no longer the age of frivolous and willful squandering, if you only focus on the little capital in front of you... all the way to the dark, is it good?Or, he can change his way of life.

Zhao Lu hopes that he can follow the company's arrangement and continue to be a trafficker.

But Jing Ye thinks that this choice will not be the only one in his life.

He looked out of the narrow window. It had just rained, and the water on the ground was still wet. The light projected by the searchlights at the airport seemed to be swallowed up, and there was no wind at all.

It seems to have smelled the cold smell that is not available in the north.

Jing Ye was the last to walk out of the cabin, he was carrying a shoulder bag, and his mask was tightly covered.Before leaving the cabin door, when he met the stewardess' eyes, those eyes with three-pointed peach blossoms slightly bent.

It is now the gloomy and unbearable winter.

In cities not near the sea, the wind has always been gentle, and there is no posture that can blow away leaves in the north. Even if the temperature drops, it will not make people cower to avoid it.A slight river tide smell looms in the air in the valley. During the day without the sun, every trace of air is cool and secretly surging, let alone at night.

After standing at the entrance of the covered bridge for a while, Jing Ye was fully awake.He reached out and grabbed a handful of the cold night.

It has been three years since the last time I felt "don't want to leave".

Silent thick clouds stare at him, starless.

Because it was a secret itinerary, and it was at night, there were almost no pick-ups—he was not so popular that he was called out for everything—Jing Ye picked up his luggage, lowered his head and coughed twice, and walked towards the domestic arrival exit .

He caught sight of people in sunglasses and sports jackets in the crowd and waved hello.

The man immediately jumped at Lao Gao like a fish that had been electrocuted: "Hey, fuck it, why didn't you reply to my message!" Then he pushed aside the crowd at the airport and came over to get his suitcase.

Jing Ye shied away: "No need, big head..."

As soon as a certain address was spoken, the man's eyebrows almost flew out of his facial features and he shouted at Jing Ye: "Don't call me a nickname! Fuck, and my head is too! No! Forget it! Big!"

"Speak louder, the entire Jiangbei Airport knows your nickname."

The man in the sunglasses kept silent, and then unceremoniously gave Jing Ye the middle finger—the same as before.

After a few pleasantries, the man in sunglasses...Jiang Ziyi took Jing Ye to the parking lot.

The car he drove was an ordinary black Volkswagen, and their friendship hadn't become estranged after not seeing each other for a long time. Five minutes after Jing Ye got in the car, he was out of the awkwardness when they first met.In Jiang Ziyi's words, "Time cannot dilute the friendship that grew up wearing the same pair of crotch pants, even if it turns gray, I will recognize you."

Regarding such remarks, Jing Ye said: "When did I wear a pair of crotch pants with you?"

However, Jiang Ziyi's words are not rough. The fate between them began in childhood, and it is not clear in a few sentences.

Jing Ye and Jiang Ziyi have known each other for almost 20 years.

In addition to Jiang Datou, there are several other people, because their parents have known each other, so they grew up together as a matter of course.Jiang Ziyi is two years older than him, and he is the "big brother" among the friends, and has relatively more contact with him.After graduating from university, this person opened a Taobao women's clothing store with money from his family, and met his current girlfriend.

His girlfriend became a model, Jiang Ziyi held several jobs, and the young couple worked happily for a few years, but they managed to achieve something.

It's just that work is usually about chatting, and Jiang Ziyi can still chat with Jing Ye when he's not working.

"...My mother really likes to watch you play that swordsman. She chases after her every day, and she even becomes a VIP. She does a square dance to promote it." Seeing Jing Ye nodding at a loss, Jiang Ziyi added, " How long will you stay this time, is a week enough?"

Jing Ye looked at the street lamps speeding outside the window, in the dim yellow night, the leaves were blurred into thick dark green.

He suddenly couldn't answer Jiang Ziyi's question.

It seems that I have been put under a shackle invisibly. Since I went to the north, every time I go home, it is only a few days. I don’t have time to see how many lines of the light rail have been newly built, and whether the gate of my alma mater has been renovated...

He always came and went, in a hurry, worse than tourists, no wonder Jiang Ziyi thought that he just left this time without thinking.

"Tell me, how many days will you stay?"

Jing Ye smiled: "Oh, I don't know, it may be a few days longer than before."

"Yeah, you're a celebrity now, so you must be busy. Come to my house for a meal if you have time, but now we've moved to Wulidian, it's a little far away..."

Jiang Ziyi continued to chatter, Jing Ye turned his head away, and responded with "Really" and "Okay".

He turned on the phone, and seemed to finally have the courage to face the long voice from Zhao Lu.But after Jing Ye finished pressing the text, he glanced at the content full of expectations, and like an ostrich, he stuck his head deep into the sand.

Jing Ye knew in his heart that in the eyes of some people—his manager Zhao Lu, his assistant Xiaoman, and other generals in the company who were waiting to see the joke—he had nothing but good luck.

But the good luck didn't last long, only within a few years, he had a flash of inspiration, and it turned into a meteorite named "Fashion", which made him dizzy.

In the three years of drifting north, Jing Ye appeared to be studying, but was actually waiting for filming every day.Like many newcomers waiting to "enter the industry" in the School of Communication, he sent resumes everywhere, and then disappeared.

The difference is that at least he has an agent who can refer to him.

Zhao Lu signed him to Beijing and cared about him for so long, finally her hard work paid off.

Before, it was just playing tricks. Until last year, Jing Ye accepted a small-budget martial arts web drama, male number three.It sounds amazing, but the theme of "Fighting the Street" is so poor that you can't wait to use all kinds of tricks. No one expected it to be a hit.

This drama was aired in a low-key manner this year, and there wasn't even a decent celebration banquet offline.There was no splash at first, but in the middle of the broadcast, suddenly a paragraph was edited by the big V and accompanied by a series of "hahaha". heat.

In fact, the script is very good in all fairness, just because the male and female protagonists are not popular, and the setting and service reveal "no money" everywhere. Apart from these two Achilles' heels of persuading quitting, you will like it if you really read it.

Someone on the Internet summed up the psychological activities of entering the pit: In the beginning, the old man in the subway looked at his mobile phone in the first half of the episode. , my mother asked me why I knelt on the ground to watch the drama.

With the popularity, this drama completely became the focus of discussion on the whole network in summer, and the hero and heroine seemed to have half a new traffic...

Therefore, the third male number Jing Ye—who became the first face out of the circle because of the funny clips with the male lead, and because he is not a vicious male partner and has a pleasing personality—follows the chicken and dog to ascend to heaven.

Zhao Lu has ordered various packages for him, and is waiting for Jing Ye to make her small company famous after her successful practice.Jing Ye also worked very hard at the beginning, but after half a year of serious business, he suddenly told her with a negative face: the pressure is too great, I have to go back to my hometown to relax.

It is part of the job to pay attention to the physical and mental health of artists in the circle, and it is rare for a cash cow to ask for it, and it is not a pick.Although Zhao Lu was unwilling, she finally agreed.

Looking at the "Thank you Lulu sister, I will seriously consider my future" that was just sent from the phone, Jing Ye pressed the phone screen down on his thigh and sighed.

In the ear, Jiang Ziyi sang with the car radio, and continued to output.

"...and Xiao Lin, who is in his third year of high school this year. Hey, how time flies. You two had the best relationship at that time, I remember, he would give you half of every popsicle he ate..."

Kobayashi?

Jing Ye was taken aback for a moment, and after remembering who this was, his complexion first turned from black to white and then to red, and immediately sat up straight involuntarily.

He turned his head stiffly: "Ah? He's not... I remember he went abroad?"

Jiang Ziyi: "I don't know, he's studying in No. [-] Middle School."

"I thought……"

"What do you think, you think, seeing your reaction, it's as embarrassing as hearing your ex's name." Jiang Ziyi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere in the car, so he kept yelling, "Aren't you Steal his girlfriend?..."

Jing Ye became even more stiff, he said "No, don't make random guesses", but he couldn't say any other rebuttal words.

"Have you two not been in touch these few years?" Jiang Ziyi said with a smile, "That's not very interesting."

Jing Ye was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Contact, but I thought he...he went abroad and didn't want to talk to me, so he didn't... send messages. He didn't tell me, just... about going abroad. I misunderstood."

The words blew into the wind lightly.

On the elevated, the windows of buildings in the distance leak light from time to time, like stars.

Those entanglements about career just now disappeared with a gust of wind, Jing Ye's mood changed a lot, but he didn't have the slightest bit of mentality that could be relaxed immediately, not because he wanted to think about it, but because he was disturbed.

Xiao Lin... Lin Chan.

He and Lin Chan grew up together and have the best relationship.

Lin Chan called him brother and said he liked him the most.

But he left Lin Chan without saying goodbye, and he felt ashamed.I thought he would go north to study and then apply for a job, and Lin Chan would also go abroad with his mother to settle down, and he would have to wait ten or eight years to meet again...

Forget it.

Jing Ye rubbed his temples with a headache, trying to recover from the sudden collapse of his mentality: "I may not be able to see you this time, so don't think too much about it. The third-year kids are so busy, why do they have time to hold grudges?"

Moreover, taking a ten thousand step back, he and Lin Chan were the best in the world at that time, even if it was because of this grudge...

Gotta be a little bit privileged... right?