You're a cannon fodder

The impact of Xia Yang's three words was hundreds of times stronger than that of the two actors kissing in public a few days ago.

Fang's mother was so shocked that she even dropped the cross stitch in her hand, she stood there blankly, staring at Xia Yang all the time.

She watched movies and people these days, but she never thought that Xia Yang would do the same.

He's...he's my son's good friend!

Fang's mother was almost dizzy from the shock, and Xia Yang said something later, but she didn't respond at all.

Xia Yang felt a little sad, got up and left silently, leaving Fang's mother to digest slowly by herself.

After that, Fang's mother looked at Xia Yang differently from before, with a bit of doubt, a bit of scrutiny, and a bit of embarrassment.

Xia Yang smiled wryly, many things are really different between what happened to others and what happened to him.

He is Fang Zexi's friend, and this is what worries Fang's mother the most.

However, Fang’s mother kept silent about this matter. Xia Yang still lives in Fang’s house, and he still follows up with the crew every day. They play different things.

Fang's father was smoking in the main room, looking at the chattering and laughing people outside, and said to Fang's mother who was doing cross-stitch embroidery: "That child, Ayang, looks like he's a big deal."

Mother Fang's hand trembled and she was almost poked by the needle. She didn't look up, but paused for a moment before re-threading the thread into the cloth and said, "Why do you think he came to our village to film?"

"Is the location suitable?" Fang's father questioned, and then said, "Maybe he wants to boost the economy of our village. After all, he is a friend of Zexi. When choosing a location, he will always give priority to it. Right now, he is just filming. Wait. It’s broadcast, maybe someone will come to travel.”

Mother Fang threaded the needle silently and did not speak again.She had some guesses, and she didn't dare to discuss them with Father Fang.

Fang's father exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "It's not easy for a big boss like him to put down his dignity and make friends with rural people like us. He doesn't try to please people at all, and is comfortable with him."

"Please?" Mother Fang frowned.

Father Fang smiled and said, "What do you think? Although Ayang always smiles and has a friendly attitude towards people, he is actually a businessman with a cunning nature. He is kind to the villagers, and the villagers are grateful for some money. But look at the weather a few days ago. Although our village is not rich and backward, everyone is living a good life. Who wants to run around in the wind and rain? How uncomfortable. They are doing their best to help, otherwise , No matter how much money you give, you will complain. Our family, Ah Xi, is completely incomparable to others. Although Ah Xi is gentle and gets along well with others, he is never in the position of being called a brother."

Mother Fang stopped what she was doing, looked thoughtfully at Xia Yang in the distance, and murmured: "Is he just pleasing us for filming?"

Father Fang didn't listen carefully. He finished smoking a cigarette, put it out in the ashtray, clapped his hands and got up to help on the set.

Although many people in the village still hold a disdainful attitude towards homosexuality, they have not become unfriendly towards Xie Jiading and Ning Le. Xie Jiading has a temper but is straightforward and enthusiastic.

Their candor gives off the feeling that men are fine with men.

Especially in contrast to the couple at the entrance of the village who always disagreed and quarreled over trivial matters and called for a divorce, their tacit understanding of common cause seemed enviable.

Xia Yang secretly inquired about Fang's father, but Fang's father was more open-minded than Fang's mother, and said with a smile: "They love theirs, and if they don't steal or rob, it doesn't hinder us, just leave him alone."

But Xia Yang didn't know if he could be so enlightened when the object became his own son.

After the ending of the micro-movie, the rapeseed flowers had already bloomed and failed. The villagers finished harvesting the rapeseeds and began to prepare for rice planting.

The spring rain is continuous, sometimes it is not light, Xie Jiading directly shoots the previous scene in the real rain.

The relationship between the man and the young man was exposed. The villagers drove the young man out of the village with a stick and broom. His parents were crying and the young man knelt in the rain.

The young man came from a foreign country, and he came here only after meeting a man by chance in another city. He was kind and easy-going, and had always had a good relationship with the villagers.

But now, they said that he violated yin and yang and corrupted public morals and shamelessly seduced men.In the plot, at that time, the man went to the mountain to gather medicine and was bitten by a poisonous snake. He tried his best to get him back, asked for medical treatment, took good care of him, and watched him get better little by little.

They were filming in front of a wooden house next to Fang Zexi's house, where there was a muddy field, and the newcomer was in a mess.

Extras are needed on the set, and many people hold props and listen to the few people at the front reciting their lines.

There are all kinds of ugly sentences, which hurt people's hearts.

The young man struggled and cried: "I won't leave, his injury hasn't healed yet, who will take care of him after I leave! What does our falling in love hinder you?"

The door of the room opened suddenly, and the man stood at the door, looking at him expressionlessly.

It was raining heavily, and the young man's face was blurred, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears.

The man was silent for a while, and then said: "I'm just trying to find something new for you. My fiancée will take care of me, so you can go."

The young man opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in disbelief. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

The man slammed the door shut, leaving the young man kneeling in the dirt.

His crying voice trembled to pieces, and he said, "You don't want me anymore...I really...have nothing..."

The noisy villagers fell silent. Xie Jiading patted and felt that something was wrong. He wiped his face wet from the rain and shouted: "Why are you all stopping behind? Please cooperate and work hard to pass this one." Just rest."

A young man behind suddenly shouted: "I want to rush into the room and beat someone. Who wrote the script, it's so bad! You should beat someone with a fresh picture!"

Xie Jiading couldn't laugh or cry.

"Director, let them be together!"

"That's right! If the villagers are really so unreasonable, you two will probably have been beaten to death by us!"

Xie Jiading trembled suddenly, turned his head to look at Ning Le who was holding an umbrella for him, and couldn't help but want to hug his head and cry.

They were really afraid that this scene would happen to them all the time!

Fang's father couldn't get out of the rain, so he was in the wooden house helping to prepare the props for the next scene. The next scene was actually before the man opened the door in the scene just now, the man's mother was going to stab the man's throat with the scissors.

After watching the farce outside, Father Fang sighed and said, "Your script can't be written like this, it's their housework, and the villagers can at most point and slander behind their backs, so they won't be so nosy."

Xia Yang was also there looking at the chaos at the scene. Hearing Father Fang's words, the corners of his mouth that had just been raised fell again, and they pressed together tightly. He asked, "Then what about the next scene? Parents' reactions will be Won't you be a little too aggressive?"

Father Fang thought about it seriously, and replied, "It's human nature."

Xia Yang felt his heart beating hard. He clenched his fists and stood expressionlessly for a while, then asked the staff for an umbrella, opened it, walked slowly into the rain, and returned to Fang Zexi's home.

Once it rains in spring in the south, the air becomes damp and sticky, making it difficult to breathe.

This village has blue sky, green grass, green mountains and clear water, far away from the hustle and bustle, pure and natural, but he led people to make a big fuss recklessly, thinking he was clever, but maybe it was just a farce.

In the end, nothing changed.

Xia Yang put away his umbrella, patted his rain-soaked clothes, and walked into Fang Zexi's room.

Because of the rain, Fang's mother didn't go out, but sat in the main room embroidering her pictures, looking up from time to time to see the excitement outside.

At this time Xia Yang came in, she put down her things, got up and followed into the house.

Looking at Xia Yang's broad and straight back, the uneasiness in her heart grew bigger and bigger.She didn't want to believe it, hoping that she had guessed wrong, but she had to wonder.

After staring in silence for a long time, she finally asked: "Ayang, tell me the truth, you have put together such a big play for more than a month, who do you want to show it to?"

Her tone of voice was unprecedentedly serious.

Xia Yang froze, paused in his steps, turned around after a while, and asked slowly, "Do you understand?"

The air in the room suddenly froze, and in the silence, the sound of the pattering rain outside was particularly ear-piercing.

Fang's mother was trembling all over, her mouth opened and opened again, but she was still unable to speak.

Repression spreads, making people uncomfortable.

Xia Yang sighed in his heart, broke the silence, poured a cup of tea from the teapot, handed it to Mother Fang, and said, "Auntie, please sit down first."

Mother Fang looked ugly, and sat down silently, but turned a blind eye to the teacup in Xia Yang's hand.

Xia Yang received a cold reception, his hands were in mid-air, he was in a dilemma.He wanted to put the teacup on the coffee table, but suddenly remembered something, so he kept holding it in his hand, but returned to the standing posture, straight and firm.

Mother Fang lowered her head silently and kept silent, so Xia Yang had no choice but to speak up: "Auntie, Ze Xi is very filial, so he chose to get married. I was selfish, unwilling to end like this, and delusional about it for the rest of my life, so I kept it secret. Let him take the liberty to bother you. He is always tired. He hides his true heart under a gentle appearance, and the way he smiles with a mask makes me feel bad. He is so strong, unwilling to admit defeat, shouldering everything alone, working hard He is protecting others, but in fact, he is just pretending to be strong. I hope that he can be relaxed and happy with me. He wants to hide it, but I will hide it. He said he would break up, and I agreed. He said he would get married... …Sorry, I'm not a gentle person, I just want to tie him up at home, and go to hell with everything about breaking up, getting married, parents, and children."

Mother Fang stared at him in shock, and said tremblingly, "You...how could..."

"I can't." Xia Yang sighed, "I love him, so as long as he is happy, I will do whatever he wants. However, I never think that he can live a better life apart from me. In this world, Maybe there will be someone who loves him like me, but there will never be another person like me who can let him take off his mask, let go of his guard, relax and face, talk and laugh and love deeply. Even if there is, it will never be It’s a woman who can’t feel anything at all. We are only attracted to men by nature, this is not a disease, and it cannot be changed.”

Xia Yang's voice is nice to listen to at first, and it amazed everyone when he first entered the network, but now he deliberately lowers it, magnetic and deep, like a kind of precipitation accumulated over time, full of emotion, eloquent, touching people's hearts.

Mother Fang listened in a daze, without saying a word.After hearing Xia Yang's words, she fully understood what Fang Zexi meant when he said that he could not treat women on the phone that day.

That child is serious and sincere even in deceiving.

"In this world, it is very difficult to meet someone who can treat each other sincerely and never leave, let alone between people of the same sex. Once you meet, you should stick to it no matter what. Together, we are a family. We They will support each other and take care of each other. The future is unpredictable, but I will try my best to keep this relationship for a lifetime until I die. If you like children, then I can also help Ze Xi give birth to one."

Fang's mother was shocked, and felt that the outside world was completely beyond her comprehension as a rural person.

This handsome and tall eight-foot man in front of him, in ancient times, was the master of wives and concubines. He actually said that he wanted to help her son, give birth, give birth to a child?

Mother Fang couldn't help but look down and look at Xia Yang's stomach.

Xia Yang didn't notice it, and continued to say: "Now that the technology is advanced, it is completely possible to find a surrogate for in vitro fertilization, and you can even try to wait a few more years, maybe the two sperm can be directly combined."

Mother Fang was still looking at Xia Yang's stomach, and was so shocked by these unheard words that she couldn't speak.

Xia Yang bent down, put down the cold cup of tea in his hand, poured another cup, handed it to Mother Fang again, and said, "Auntie, if you can try to accept it, I will explain it to you slowly."

Mother Fang stretched out her hand in a daze, subconsciously went to pick it up, but heard a commotion outside the window, someone shouted: "Old Fang, what's wrong with you, Lao Fang? Oops, Lao Fang fainted!"

The teacup shattered to the ground with a "slap", and the bright yellow tea water scattered in all directions, splashing water droplets all over the floor.

The author has something to say: Do you think this is the end?Just come out of the closet easily?It's still early!

Finally finished writing this farce, really tired.

Xia Yang's inner monologue is a reflection of my inner self...

When I think of it, I think it looks very powerful, but when I write it, I feel that it is unscientific and cheating.

Forget it, who gave me my full name? Die Xilan, Erbixilan, Qipaxilan, Sloppy Xilan?

Well, this chapter is weird again, I'm sorry for Xia Yang's affectionate confession ("▔▔▔)/suicide and apology!

It's obviously a very serious and depressing big move to come out, bastard!Kill the author ten thousand times!

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