When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

Wen Shuang lay dead at home.

He felt apologetic for letting Xuan Zhe accompany him to the hospital on such an important occasion as the annual meeting, and he kept it on his mind for several days, but in the end Xuan Zhe couldn't stand it anymore, and asked the young man to "compensate" him as soon as he recovered.

Then Wenshuang lay in bed for two more days.

Xuan Zhe said that he wanted to make up for it, which was really unequivocal. It's the third day, and the bruises on his neck and body haven't gone down yet.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhu Lian called and asked him to visit a director today. His surname is Huang and his name is Taiyue. At first glance, he sounds like a woman, but in fact he is a rare expert in the domestic sci-fi film market. You can go to work at any time, but Zhu Lian feels distressed, such a good traffic, others may not be able to get it if they work hard for a lifetime.

Wen Shuang made a promise to Zhu Lian, sat up suddenly from the bed, and then fell back within three seconds, waist... Xuanzhe, the bandit!

Wen Shuang deliberately chose a turtleneck sweater to cover up all traces, black trousers and sneakers, a light blue windbreaker, a mask and sunglasses, thinking that Zhu Lian said on the phone that Huang Taiyue likes to drink tea, so she went to I went around to the mall and bought two boxes of Qingshan Maofeng.

Zhu Lian had already cleared various checkpoints in advance. According to the address she said, Wen Shuang found a sparsely populated apartment area in the suburbs. It has been raining for the past few days. When I got out of the car, I could smell a faint scent of earth, grass and trees. A head stuck out of the pavilion, glanced at the license plate number and immediately ran out. Wen Shuang handed him the key and found apartment No. 18.

Each apartment has an independent yard. When Wen Shuang rang the doorbell, Huang Taiyue was building a scaffold in the yard. It seemed that she was planning to plant grapes. Huang Taiyue was in her fifties and looked very ordinary, but her eyes were radiant. This kind of rigorous and clear insight into everything, he naturally recognized Wen Shuang, the two looked at each other and smiled, Huang Taiyue wiped his hands casually on his body, and stepped forward to open the door.

I thought it would be a little arrogant for the big traffic and small fresh meat, but Wen Shuang's attitude has always been very humble and respectful. After some conversations, Huang Taiyue was amazed at some of his literary qualities. This kind of temperament cannot be cultivated in every ten years.

The two chatted very happily. After drinking two cups of new tea, Huang Taiyue chatted about the script. In fact, this movie is in a hurry. The dominant protagonist returns to his own world after a futile death, and confronts a mysterious force to the death.

Wen Shuang frowned slightly after glancing at the script, a very strange feeling emerged in her heart.

"What's wrong?" Huang Taiyue asked.

"No." Wen Shuang smiled: "The script is very novel, I trust Director Huang's level."

"Success." The reason why Huang Taiyue chose Wenshuang was because of his tension and popularity. He only hoped that this cooperation would be pleasant and not delay the film screening.

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There is something in this world that cannot be controlled by human beings. When you think that you are living with your will, you may not be under some kind of domination. The protagonist An Qi is the mud that cannot support the wall in the eyes of others. In some kind of insane extreme that cannot be woken up, it will eventually harm others and oneself.

Then An Qi died.

After death, he looked at every person clapping behind his back in the form of a spirit body, and realized that his life had been so absurd, and somewhere in Anqi felt that he should not be such a person. After death, he seemed to have left After breaking some kind of confinement, his own emotions were truly released.

An Qi died so aggrieved, he was full of unwillingness, but he still died little by little.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes again, An Qi returned to the day when his life turned a major turning point. He rolled over from the bed and stared blankly at himself in the mirror. It was him!This time it's him!Without the kind of coercion and compulsion that made people feel stuck in his throat, he felt that his soul was extraordinarily free for the first time.

The hotness and madness in the young man's eyes were exactly as Huang Taiyue imagined, and he yelled "Ka!" in satisfaction.

It was Wen Shuang's first filming of this kind of theme, and there was almost no emotional scene. In the past, he regarded his opponent as Xuanzhe, so he didn't get into the scene deeply. Logically speaking, it should be smooth sailing this time. It was only when he asked that he raised his head, the madness in his eyes remained a little, and it hadn't appeared yet.

Yang Lian quickly supported Wen Shuang, and couldn't help but worry: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Shuang shook her head, "You are busy with your work, I will go to the bathroom."

Wen Shuang washed his face with cold water, losing control of his emotions should not have happened to him, it was just filming, but why... From the first day he got the script, this emotion became more and more intense. Wen Shuang hid it very well, but Xuan Zhe didn't find out, so the studio became his vent, but the more he vented, the more he got into the play, everything started out of control.

Wen Shuang's body swayed, and the next second her cheeks were icy cold, and it was the system that came up.

"Wen Shuang Wen Shuang!" The electronic sound of the system is getting better and better, and you can hear a little anxious in a hurry, "How are you?"

"It's okay." Wen Shuang was woken up by the temperature deliberately lowered by the system, her brain seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was firmly controlled by reason, and the other half was erratic, occasionally flashing some strange pictures, in short, this kind of It felt quite torturous, but the more so, the more satisfied Huang Taiyue was with the results of Wen Shuang's shooting.

An Qi has a new life, and the relatives and friends around him find that he has changed a lot. Even his fiancée who looked down on him in the previous life has begun to approach him intentionally or unintentionally. I feel that mysterious force is trying to interfere with my life, and I can't let it succeed!Thinking of such an aggrieved way of death in the last life, An Qi felt a surge of energy in his heart. His heart was surrounded by iron walls, and the young man's eyes changed from firmness to pitch-black bottomless. From a normal person, he suddenly stood on the opposite side of the world.

Huang Taiyue's narrative skills are very powerful. In just 15 minutes, An Qi under the camera has completed all the transformations. He followed the clues to find the truth, and tried his best to find out the bastard who played with other people's lives.

The shooting went very smoothly, Huang Taiyue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that one month is enough.

After the filming ended, Wen Shuang looked like he was being fished out of the water. He braced himself to say goodbye to everyone. As soon as he got in the car, he slammed back hard. He was a little irritated, and Yang Lian looked at it from the rearview mirror. After taking a look at him, he drove to the company immediately, and went to Mr. Xuan when he was unresolved. It was always right.

An Qi's life overlapped with his own to a certain extent, like an opportunity, after opening the Pandora's Box, all kinds of monsters and ghosts began to scream wildly, Wen Shuang took a light breath, and the lights outside were just beginning to shine on him clearly , The young man's expression was cut into many pieces by light and shadow, making it dark and unclear.

Wen Shuang clutched her head and fell on the back seat. The pain in her head suddenly became unbearable, and she fell into the abyss uncontrollably...

He was born in a scholarly family. Although his parents died early, he was brought up by his grandfather himself. He behaved well and abided by the rules. The peace was shattered, and Wen Shuang really became An Qi, allowing her soul body to see another part of her life.

A poor boy who came out of a big mountain valley, finally got into college, but because of a touch of the luxury of the upper class, his mind was moved. To be able to climb up, the bottom line of humanity can be discarded. Wen Shuang was quiet for a long time, watching the young man with the same appearance as her go further and further wrong, and at a certain moment, she suddenly understood that this is the life of the cannon fodder Wen Shuang in the original book?

But not only that.

He watched "Wen Shuang" step by step wrongly, the mud covered his body and smelled sticky, but the eyes of the young man holding on to the rope were not only madness but also despair, Wen Shuang finally found that his limbs were stiff, as if being pushed by something Moving forward, finally, we reached the part in the original book where the cannon fodder "Wen Shuang" seduces Xuan Zhe. According to the plot, it ended in failure, and he was stripped and thrown out.

"Hahaha..." Wen Shuang actually saw the embarrassed young man suddenly laugh out loud, he said three words silently, Wen Shuang recognized it, it was "It's over."

In the long corridor, Cannon Fodder looked at Xuan Zhe's decisive back, struggling with some emotions, but unfortunately he was too weak. In the end, he said with red eyes: "It's okay to forget."

Wen Shuang's heart was slammed hard, and the sweet smell came back. Before he could digest these strong emotions, a big hole was torn in the space behind him, and the strong wind swept his fragile soul, and he returned to the world all at once.

"Wen Shuang!" Xuan Zhe rushed into the underground garage, opened the car door and immediately picked up the young man.

Wen Shuang tilted his head back unconsciously, and when Xuanzhe roared for the third time, he suddenly opened his eyes, his chest, which had been calm for half a minute, began to heave violently, and finally healed in one breath, Wen Shuang smelled a reassuringly familiar Taste, hugged Xuanzhe subconsciously, trembling several times before realizing that tears were streaming down his face.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Xuanzhe stroked Wenshuang's back lightly, feeling that he had come alive.

Wen Shuang lost control of his emotions, and the thick despair piled up in his heart at this moment. He lived the life of "Wen Shuang" in the book in a short time, and Xuan Zhe's indifferent back in the dream made him feel palpitations.

"Xuan Zhe, Xuan Zhe..." Wen Shuang called out in a low voice.

"I'm here, I'm here." Xuan Zhe pressed the man tightly into his arms, and promised without hesitation.

"Don't want me..." Wen Shuang seldom cried like this, and Xuan Zhe's heart was completely crushed in just one blow.

Xuanzhe said in a deep voice, "I won't want you, why would I want you? I like you so much, so much."

"This body..." Wen Shuang choked with sobs, "It shouldn't end well. After climbing into your bed... it should be thrown out and scolded by thousands of people. It's me, I came, that's why..."

"No!" Xuanzhe interrupted sharply, "You are you, he is him, no matter what time you come back, as long as it is you, I will not be cruel, understand?!"

But... Wen Shuang's tears were rolling and hot, and he couldn't tell Xuanzhe that he felt that he was the same person as that person...

Xuanzhe wanted to take Wenshuang to the hospital, but Wenshuang resisted fiercely and refused to agree. Now there is nowhere to save him, except for Xuanzhe, he just wants a small space, just the two of them, Wenshuang kisses anxiously Xuan Zhe's lips couldn't wait to tear open the man's collar, his only thought was to be penetrated thoroughly by the man, to welcome the most solid sense of security.

Xuanzhe satisfied him, and took the man in his arms back to the office in a dedicated elevator. The night spread around, Wen Shuang stretched out a hand, only to grasp a piece of obscurity and emptiness, but he was not afraid anymore, the two embraced each other, The body was tightly pressed together, the mattress was wet with sweat, Xuanzhe asked in a hoarse voice beside Wenshuang's ear: "I'm here, do you feel it?"

Wen Shuang was speechless and responded with a kiss.

Wen Shuang was exhausted from tormenting, even if he fell into a coma, he still held Xuan Zhe's hand tightly.

After calming down for a while, Xuanzhe sat up and took Wenshuang into his arms, with deep black eyes, and suddenly said coldly: "Come out!"

The system waved its small wings and flew out in the darkness.