disappearing light years

Claude walked to Chi Mu and sat down, spread his arms on the back of the chair, and looked at Chi Mu with a questioning face.

Chi Mu asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

"No, what I mean is, how did you find the way?" Chi Mu looked back at the stairs going up, "You shouldn't be able to find the stairs."

Claude said lightly, "Follow you, and you will find it."

"You've been following me?"

"Do you still have cigarettes?"

Chi Mu looked at the man who didn't answer the question amusedly, shook his head and said, "No, there's only one, if you want to smoke..." He originally wanted to say that if you wanted to smoke a lot downstairs, Claude moved faster, He directly took away the newly lit cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, and stuffed it back between his fingers.

"These cigarettes are really bad."

Chi Mu's originally surprised eyes suddenly escalated to disbelief.

Brother, you snatched it yourself to smoke it!

"These are just the most common civilian cigarettes. Ten yuan a pack is everywhere on the street. Do you think it can be compared with those high-end cigarettes? What do you usually smoke, Marlboro?" , the words were very blunt, and at the end, regardless of whether Claude had smoked the cigarette in his hand, he picked it up and took another sip.

"With your current job, I don't believe you can only afford this kind of cigarettes." Claude didn't seem to feel the irony in Chi Mu's words.

"How can you, an international celebrity, understand the hardships of our ordinary Chinese people? In big cities, relying on a lingering salary, you have to rent a house, eat, wear clothes, dare not get sick, and can't afford to raise children. You can’t even afford a house, and the money that other people save for a lifetime without eating or drinking is probably not as much as you can walk in a show.”

Claude suddenly laughed, "So what you mean is that you belong to the working class who live at the bottom, and then you, a working class, are wearing a valuable Prada on the roof of a high-end bar, Denounce the injustice of life to me?"

Chi Mu suddenly became speechless.

He suddenly felt that Yan Shuo must be living in Claude's mind, and he was deeply despised because of the "car" that He Xiaoli forced him to wear.

This kind of invisible contempt is often more embarrassing than confronting sarcasm directly.

With a smile on the corner of Claude's mouth, he took the cigarette away from Chi Mu's hand and took a second puff.

The lights from the tall buildings around fell on his chiseled face, making this inexplicable smile even more obvious.

What would Twilight say?

Indeed, not to mention the time when he was with Cheng Hao before, but now, with his salary, even if it is not generous, he does not need to smoke such shabby cigarettes.

But everyone has some secrets, and so does Chi Mu. It’s hard for him to open his mouth. Could it be that he has only known this for a few days and is still half a stranger? Claude said, in fact, I only carry a cigarette with me. And it's the kind of cigarettes that cost ten yuan a pack.In fact, I usually do not smoke, in fact, this is just a habit.In fact, it is... a habit formed because of some people?

There are many things that are difficult to talk about, how should he say them?

Claude looked at Chi Mu's ever-changing expression, as if he understood him, and changed the topic, "Didn't you just ask me why I was here, because it's so boring to be surrounded by a group of people, follow me up to get some air .”

"Oh." Chi Mu lowered his head and responded without saying much.

"Do you want more?" Claude handed the cigarette back.

Chi Mu took another puff. This kind of cheap cigarette is indeed rough, with a spicy and bitter taste, but this kind of strong impact will temporarily numb all kinds of sensations, making people painful and comfortable. Like an expensive nerve drug.

"The people below are all big names in the industry. If you want to develop in China, it will only be beneficial to get acquainted with them." Chi Mu shook the cigarette ash, "Sitting here with me is a waste of time."

"I remember Mo Lian said that my affairs are taken care of by you, since you can stay here in a daze, so can I." Claude crossed his legs coolly, "How about a chat? "

"What do you want to talk about?"

"For example, I'm curious why you're sitting here alone with such an appearance. Do you have something on your mind?"

"You are not the same."

"NO" Claude shook his head, "I followed you up out of pure curiosity."

"It seems that you are watching me very closely." Chi Mu smiled, "Claude, you know..."

"Yu Chen."

"Ok?"

"My real name, Jiang Yuchen." Claude narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, "When I was young, my mother and I lived in China, and we went to England with her when I was ten years old. Claude was just given by my father. I took an English code name."

While Chi Mu was in a daze, Claude, also Jiang Yuchen, took the remaining half of the cigarette out of his hand and said with a smile: "This is my big secret, now I'm telling you, don't you? Can't you give full play to the traditional virtues of an orthodox Chinese and reciprocate courtesy?"

Chi Mu stared at him fixedly, Jiang Yuchen looked back without hesitation, his dark and deep eyes were like shining stars in the night, at that moment, Chi Mu suddenly realized that he seemed to understand the meaning of the name "Yu Chen" origin.

"I lost to you. I think apart from Yan Shuo and He Xiaoli, this is the first time I have faced this matter in front of outsiders." Chi Mu rubbed his forehead, found an entry point for his memories, and began to tell about the ten-year-long episode. the past.

The two stood side by side, sharing the same cigarette, one talking and the other listening.

"When we were in college, neither of us had much money. I would occasionally write articles for some magazines and earn some royalties to improve my life. But Cheng Hao could only work and study in school. Later, he started to build a website. It was so dark that it was difficult to take care of schoolwork, and other trivial matters had to be stopped."

"In 2001, the most high-end cigarettes sold in the school were ten yuan a pack, while Cheng Hao usually smoked one yuan and five packs. Ten yuan is a luxury that only rich students can enjoy. He once half-jokingly said to me, when we have money, we can buy two packs for ten yuan a pack at a time, smoke one pack, and throw away one pack. After I heard it, I didn’t know what stupidity I did, so I went to buy it in the afternoon. A pack of ten yuan cigarettes, knowing that he wanted to save face, I didn’t give it to him directly, I just smoked one and put it on his desk, and then lied to him that I found it in an empty box I picked up.”

Speaking of this, Chi Mu shook his head with a smile, "I still remember Cheng Hao's happy appearance at that time, like a child who picked up candy, the two of us were lying on the window sill of the dormitory that afternoon, looking at each other People on the court are playing basketball while sharing the same cigarette, just like now." Sucking the last puff, Chi Mu looked at the only cigarette butt left in his hand, and threw it out forcefully.

"I 'picked up' that box of cigarettes twenty times within a month and returned them to the dormitory. Cheng Hao was once curious about why I could always pick up this luxury item, and went out to look for it once in a very serious manner. He came back disheartened and said that the cigarette case he found was either empty, or only had cigarette butts, and some even had thick phlegm and chewing gum.”

Chi Mu laughed again, "At that time I was really young, I always thought that being together was the greatest happiness, and the eternity I believed in must be eternity. It’s changed in an instant.”

Jiang Yuchen finally spoke, "The Cheng Hao you mentioned is Xiao Nan's husband?"

"Yeah." Chi Mu nodded, "I can't tell, right? Although his appearance hasn't changed much, who would have imagined that handsome boss with a calm demeanor could have been fooled by just a little lie in college? blue head."

Some things, Chi Mu didn't say all of them, because recalling them, it's no different from revealing the wounds.

In that year, Cheng Hao finally found out how Chi Mu picked up the cigarettes, that is, in that year, Cheng Hao foolishly made a promise that he thought he would never break in his life. I have developed a habit, no matter where I go, I will always carry a cigarette of that brand on my body, specially prepared for the people around me.

It's a pity that ten years have passed, he has not changed, the price of cigarettes has not changed, and the rest has turned upside down.

"Jiang Yuchen," Chi Mu said suddenly, "Have you talked about your relationship?"

Jiang Yuchen obviously didn't know that Chi Mu would ask such a question, and he was stunned for a while before saying, "Of course we talked about it."

"Have you been serious?"

"Some are very serious, while others just take what they need."

"It seems that you have dealt with quite a few people."

"Overseas is not as traditional as in China. If two people feel good and suitable, they can get along for a while. If they find that they don't get along, they will separate immediately. It is good for everyone."

"And who are you looking for now, Puppy?"

As soon as the words were asked, Chi Mu regretted it. For models, unspoken rules with designers can be said to be taboo. Even if he has been guessing whether Jiang Yuchen and Puppy have that relationship, guesses are guesses. It's a very rude thing to ask.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuchen frowned, stretched out his hand and rubbed Chi Mu's head, "What nonsense, Puppy is my father."

"what?"

"According to the official situation, my full English name should be Claude? Jiang? Crotia, but I don't admit it. That's why I have been using my mother's surname, Jiang."

Chi Mu suddenly felt that he had found a big piece of news.

From the moment Jiang Yuchen rose to prominence, the outside world was rumored that he and the famous designer Puppy?Crotia's relationship, of course, the most guessed is naturally the simplest flesh-and-blood relationship, relatively purely it is said that they are year-end friends, or relatives, but no media has ever guessed their relationship in the direction of father and son .

"I know what you're thinking, you must be thinking, that old man Puppy is clearly known to be gay, why did he give birth to my son." Seeing that Chi Mu didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Yuchen shrugged, "Actually, I also I'm very confused, if it wasn't for that old man who suddenly took me and my mother abroad, and my mother told me about it, I wouldn't have believed that I would be of mixed race."

In fact, what I can't believe the most is that Yipabi's appearance would give birth to such a tall and handsome son as you.Chi Mu swallowed back the words she was about to say, and asked, "Then why did you tell me this?"

"It's just an equivalent exchange. I know that the domestic society is obviously not very tolerant of gays. Since you told me your big secret, it's okay to let you know these things, lest you worry that I will one day put your sex Orientation leaked out."

Originally a very ordinary sentence, Chi Mu's ears sounded inexplicably considerate, and he suddenly felt that this Jiang Yuchen was really not as indifferent as he appeared on the outside.

"Also, since you are gay, I would like to advise you, don't have any thoughts about me." Jiang Yuchen's tone suddenly slowed down, "I don't mind making friends with you outside of work, but I can only be friends with you. In this way, I don't want to have too many complicated relationships with the people I work with, I hope you understand."

Chi Mu's mouth twitched.

"Of course I understand."

As soon as he said this, Chi Mu added a derogatory term to Jiang Yuchen's final definition in his mind: narcissist.