Same-sex marriage legalized

"...Brother Squeaky?"

Xiaodai's suspicious voice brought back my uncontrollable thoughts.

I restrained my emotions until the sudden and inexplicable blockage was covered by silence, and then I raised my eyes to look at her—while I was dazed, she had already found the script and handed it to me.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." I smiled and took the script from her, "I'm probably a little tired."

Xiao Dai immediately became nervous: "Then you have to go to bed quickly. It's true, since the recording of the program until now, brother Zhizhi hasn't had a good rest, and he said don't work so hard, the body is the capital of the revolution... "

She talked a lot, constantly telling me to pay attention to my body and go to bed early, which was enough for me to promise four or five times before I left here worried.

After sending Xiao Dai away, I didn't let myself think too much, I just sorted out the script and related materials, put the prepared meals in the refrigerator, washed up and went to bed.

When Mr. Wei came back, it was already late at night.

He didn't move much, but when I first fell asleep, I often felt very light, so I heard the sound of him opening the door in a dim way, opened my eyes slightly, and woke up leisurely.

Mr. Wei walked to the bed, opened a corner of the quilt and lay down, hugged me from behind, but he did not expect the coolness outside.He should have taken a shower in the bathroom in the living room, and there was a stream of fresh and warm water vapor on his body, as soon as he approached, the refreshing breath that couldn't be ignored enveloped me heavily.

His chest was pressed against my back through the clothes, and the scorching temperature gradually spread.

I've captured the impenetrable eroticism.

"Did it wake you up?"

he asked softly.

"It's okay." I shook my head, "I didn't sleep well at first."

Hearing this, Mr. Wei gently kissed the back of my neck, and let out a pleasant ending sound between his breaths.His voice sounded a little tired. He was already busy at the end of the year. He must have had no time to breathe after rushing around at work and picking up people today.

Thinking of this, I rolled over in Mr. Wei's arms.

The two of us lay face to face, and I stretched out my hand to slowly massage his temples to make him feel better.

He closed his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and brought his handsome face closer to me, as if he was going to put his head in my arms, allowing me to move, while the arm under the quilt firmly wrapped around my waist.

In this position, I can help him press his head more smoothly.

"He Zhi."

He calls me by my name.

I responded: "Yes."

"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, is there anything in particular you want to do?"

"I don't have any ideas, just listen to Mr. Wei's arrangement."

"I've been a little busy these two days, and the company's affairs will not be settled until tomorrow afternoon." He opened his eyes and stared at me, "Otherwise, I originally planned to take you out of Beicheng and stay in Yuancheng for two days."

"This year's New Year's Eve, doesn't Mr. Wei need to go home?" I asked him, "If so, there is still time to leave Beicheng the day after tomorrow."

Mr. Wei shook his head, his eyebrows frowned slightly: "I can't say what will happen next year, maybe I'm busy."

He looked rather depressed, presumably because he encountered a problem at work.

I moved my hand away, stroked the furrow between Mr. Wei's eyebrows, and said softly, "Then don't think about it."

He stretched his brows and eyes instantly, leaned over and kissed me.

"Well, then I don't want to."

There is no need to think about anything, desire is enough.

----

The next day, after breakfast, Mr. Wei drove to the company.

I stayed at home and read Director Zhang's script.

This time the script is not as broken as last time, it has a complete story line and clear characterization.The name of the movie is very interesting, called "The Life of an Ordinary Man".

Director Zhang Ming is known to be a maverick. It is said that he writes the scripts of his movies by himself, and the contents are either based on real stories or purely fictional.This one is also his usual style. At the beginning, he expressed to the actors that this movie is an adaptation of a true story, and it is the life of a person he accidentally interviewed when he was wandering around with his camera on his back.

I didn't think too much about the characters in the story and the connotation of the background. Instead, I opened the script and prepared to read the script through from the standpoint of a reader.

When Director Zhang heard about this story, it should be from this angle.

When the story continued with the audition, the part I performed continued to be told later - the male protagonist has held back his energy since he was a student, wanted to become outstanding, and determined to get out of this small city and go to the outside world.He is full of expectations and longings, and his dreams have created a vigorous and enterprising youth.After the college entrance examination, he lived up to expectations and was admitted to the ideal college. He left the small county where he had lived for 18 years and walked into the big city he longed for.

At that time, Huaguo's economy was developing rapidly, and people were scrambling to chase fame and fortune.Most people are easily overwhelmed and forget their original intentions.

It also includes teenagers who were once smug.

Bad encounters always come one after another, and the hero’s life after graduation is not easy: the girlfriend who was together in the sophomore year broke up due to various realistic factors after graduating from college; the work, team and imagination are far from each other, Not at all what was expected.

Then the male protagonist meets someone who has influenced his life—a mother who brought her two children to the city for medical treatment.

Here, the turning point of the story is reached.

Halfway through the script, I received a call from a stranger.

I thought it was a co-actor or staff member, I didn't think too much, and pressed the connect button: "Hello, He Zhi."

Who knows, the person on the opposite side chuckled lightly: "Of course I know, otherwise why would I call you if I have nothing to do?"

I didn't recognize the other party's voice for a while.

"excuse me, you are?"

After a moment of silence, the other party sighed softly, and his tone was pretending to be sad: "I didn't guess who I am? It's really sad."

I did not speak.

——When others ask, it is impolite not to speak, but the premise is that this "other" is not Huang Zhengming.

Counting the time, I have ignored Huang Zhengming for a long time.

Earlier, he blocked his private contact information, and then he seemed to be addicted to circle me on the public platform.

At the request of the company, I will occasionally post some life photos, movie stills, and advertisements on social platforms. Whenever this happens, I will also reply to some fans' messages by the way.In the vast comments, I have seen his name once or twice, under the name of "Huang Zhengming", as if I never knew how to write the word low-key.

But since the last time, I haven't clicked on his news again, just pretending that I haven't seen it.

Later, Huang Zhengming remained silent for a while.

I thought he was finally bored and gave up continuing this boring behavior.

Unexpectedly, today, he called me directly.

I asked back, "Mr. Huang is so free?"

"I'm free, after all, it's almost Chinese New Year." His voice was laziness, but there was something in his words, "It's not as good as that busy man Wei Shengli, who has to go to the airport to pick him up in the middle of the night."

I didn't answer his words: "If Mr. Huang has nothing important to do, I'll hang up."

"Every time you talk to me, you always say this, so I don't want you to see me?" He smiled deliberately, "Don't ask me why I know that Wei Shengli will pick you up at the airport."

"Sorry." I said quietly, "Not interested."

I can probably think of what he will say - such as who Mr. Wei picked up; for example, Mr. Wei put down his work to pick up someone else, but he didn't pick you up; he even took out so-called "evidence" such as photos to fully prove my Doesn't matter this argument, so as to embarrass me enough.

But Huang Zhengming didn't understand, all the so-called "secrets" he said were not important to me.

The matter between me and Mr. Wei has nothing to do with the third party.

In the past, few people could embarrass me. After realizing my state of mind last night, it was even more difficult to have such emotions.I didn't do anything immoral, and I didn't try to get anything, so why should I feel embarrassed?

"He Zhi, you are always like this. Even though you are at a disadvantage, you are still full of arrogance, neither humble nor overbearing." Huang Zhengming's tone was full of interest, "To be honest, I hate your arrogance the most, and I like your arrogance the most. Proud."

I was unmoved: "Unfortunately, Mr. Huang's dislike and liking are useless in my opinion."

Huang Zhengming laughed and said, "Here we go again."

His tone was both helpless and conniving, showing a kind of generosity that didn't care about my wanton "offence".Such an attitude does not make me feel honored in the slightest, but I feel a chill while being indifferent.

When I was a student, people always said that my back was straight, and I didn't know when it would break.

I don't feel anything, it's nothing more than trying my best to study and live as hard as I can, and I don't have the energy to devote myself to things outside of me.Later, if the back was really broken, those people could finally ridicule unscrupulously, saying look at that person, who is poor and no one cares about him, why he still looks pretentious all day long.

As everyone knows, I am not pretentious, but I am still unable to obey orders.

That's it.

"Mr. Huang." I said flatly, "What is your purpose?"

Having said all that, Huang Zhengming should always tell the reason why he called, otherwise it would just be a waste of time.Sure enough, the next moment, he opened his mouth and said, "To be honest, there's no way you didn't know about Wei Shengli's going to the airport last night."

"Know how."

"Oh. Why didn't you reply when I sent you a message?" He smiled, "It was cold last night and it snowed lightly. You missed the photo of Wei Shengli holding an umbrella for someone."

I did not speak.

Because Huang Zhengming's behavior was extremely boring, like a child's prank.

He didn't seem to want my question and answer either, so he went on to say something fierce: "You Chen is back—it's the Bai Yueguang that Mr. Liu saw in school, walking side by side with Wei Shengli. As soon as same-sex marriage was confirmed to be legal, Wei Shengli's Bai Yueguang returned home, don't you think it's a very coincidence?"

I said: "Yeah."

"So—" Huang Zhengming changed his voice, "You really don't consider me?"

"Mr. Huang, if you have time to drive me apart, why don't you think about what to have for tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner."

Hearing me say that, he laughed loudly and recklessly across the phone.

I stopped dealing with him and simply hung up the phone.

Huang Zhengming said that he sent me photos, and he knew it without thinking, it must not be as simple as one or two.With his past style, it must be like a bombardment, flooding the dialog box with messages.

However, I'm not interested in looking at those photos, and I don't care who he said.

Assuming that Mr. Wei left in a hurry last night to pick up that person named "You Chen", so what?He didn't need to report to me for what he wanted to pick up.

For a long time, I have never understood Huang Zhengming's motives for trying so hard to get close to me, trying to win me over, and blindly telling me the past about Mr. Wei and that Bai Yueguang.

After much deliberation, there are not many answers——

Maybe it's Mr. Wei's friend who just doesn't like me; or maybe it's Mr. Wei's opponent who wants to get benefits from me; maybe even just watching the fun is not a big deal.

But in either case, his wishful thinking will come to naught.

He mentioned Mr. Wei's past again and again, did he want to see me ask Mr. Wei for an explanation?

Too naive.

Huang Zhengming probably hasn't figured it out until now, whether or not Mr. Wei has Bai Yueguang, it will not shake our relationship, it is nothing more than speeding up the process of certain established events-for example, we will part ways sooner or later.Because Mr. Wei is the benefactor and I am the lover, he doesn't need promises and responsibilities, let alone confess the past.

We have never been clean.

If my inquiry last night was an ice-breaking test, then unfortunately, the line between me and Mr. Wei has never been crossed from the beginning to the end.

The reason why I didn't listen to Huang Zhengming's words was that it didn't matter who Mr. Wei picked up. What mattered was that the person he was going to meet should be a very important person, but I didn't have the position to know—or he thought I didn't. this position.

The latter is more sobering than the former.

Sobriety does not necessarily make people despair, but it must make people calm.

And occasionally sad.

night.

Mr. Wei still came home very late.

His eyes revealed the same exhaustion as yesterday, and he did not forget to talk about tomorrow's arrangements again: "The company's work is over, tomorrow's New Year's Eve, we will watch the New Year outside."

"Why do you have to go outside to watch the New Year's Eve?" I didn't understand, "The weather is cold these two days, be careful of catching cold."

In the winter in Beicheng, the wind blows bitterly cold, and even thick clothes can't resist it.Therefore, in the middle of winter, the number of people on the street will be reduced by more than half.

"I won't catch cold. Let's go to Shengshi's newly opened hotel. There is a roof garden there, and the garden part is a warm sun room." Mr. Wei explained, "When the New Year comes, you can watch the fireworks on the roof while blowing heat."

Hearing this, I nodded.

"Then listen to Mr. Wei."

After confirming the arrangement for tomorrow, I washed the pears and gave him one.

After Mr. Wei reached out to take it, he didn't speak for a long time. Instead, he fixed his eyes on the pear and fell into deep thought.

I thought he didn't like pears, I was a little confused, but recalling the past two years, I haven't heard of him having any taboos about eating pears.Besides, carefully discern Mr. Wei's expression, he seems to be a little... melancholy.

Are you unhappy?

I walked up to him, trying to take back the pear, but he flickered slightly, avoiding my movement.

"Mr. Wei." I could only ask softly, "Is there anything wrong with Li Zi?"

"You..." His tone was rarely filled with a sense of grievance and even accusation, "Are you going to 'separate' from me?"

"..."

I didn't react for a while.

"No." I explained, "I didn't think of that."

He took the opportunity to kiss me.

So, counting tonight, we have divided peaches for two consecutive nights.

New Year's Eve.

At around six or seven in the evening, Mr. Wei and I went to the hotel he mentioned.

The newly opened star hotel is resplendent and resplendent. From the chandelier to the floor, from the decoration to the fountain, the word exquisite is written everywhere, and it is spotlessly clean.To my surprise, although it is the time when the New Year is approaching, there are not many guests staying in the hotel.

Mr. Wei didn't stop in the lobby area, and took me directly to the elevator. After swiping my card, I chose the top floor of the hotel.

I have to admire the whimsy of architects and designers. The rooms on the top floor of the hotel are more beautiful than I imagined, and because of the lights on, they look even more majestic and magnificent.The living room is directly connected to the sun room, where different kinds of flowers and plants are planted. Through the transparent glass, you can look up at the moon and stars, and look down at the busy traffic. The view is excellent.

Every time I see these, I will subconsciously analyze how much deliberation has gone through in the process of generating these aesthetic feelings.

"come here."

Mr. Wei took my wrist and led me to the middle of the sun room - there were tables and chairs with hollow patterns, and there were already a few cold dishes before meals on the table.

The two of us sat down.

Not long after, a waiter came over from another door of the sun room and began to serve dishes.

"As the first guest here." Mr. Wei cleared his throat and said, "I hope Mr. He Zhi will give an objective evaluation of the hotel after spending a good night."

I smiled: "My pleasure."

It is rare for Mr. Wei and I to spend New Year's Eve so grandly. After all, every New Year's Eve in previous years, he would rush back to Wei's house in a hurry.

The atmosphere is warm just right.

——It’s a New Year’s festival atmosphere that I’ve never experienced before.

Just when I thought I was about to spend a peaceful and warm New Year's Eve, Mr. Wei's cell phone rang suddenly.He didn't even look at it before pressing the hang up button, and put it aside, but the phone kept ringing, as if he wouldn't stop until someone picked it up.

"Mr. Wei won't answer?" I opened my lips, "Maybe there is something important."

Just when the phone rang again, Mr. Wei answered the call with a frown.The person on the other end of the phone didn't say a word, his brows became deeper and deeper, and his face gradually became anxious.

I have known him for more than two years, and I can see at a glance that he must have encountered something crucial and has to be taken care of.

He looked at me with his far-reaching eyes, got up and took his coat, and said in a deep voice, "I may have to leave for a while."

I stood up: "Need help?"

Seeing Mr. Wei's expression, the situation seems a bit serious.

"No need." He didn't hesitate at all, and only said, "Wait for me."

Did not say when to wait.

At this moment, the time is 43:[-].

Time passed slowly, I sat in the sun room, counting the types of flowers here bored.I couldn't help thinking, it would be great if I brought Director Zhang's script over. At this time, I can just finish watching the remaining half of the plot.

Around eleven o'clock at night, friends began to exchange New Year greetings.

I turned on the phone, and on the social software, the chat page was filled with all kinds of joyful congratulations.I replied one by one according to the content, and sent congratulatory messages to some contacts who were still active.

Among them is Zhang Ming and Zhang Dao.

Everyone else expressed congratulations, but Director Zhang made a phone call.

These guys are literally on the phone all the time.

So do I, and so does Mr. Wei.

As soon as the phone was connected, Director Zhang's voice came clearly: "He Zhi, how are you doing? Have you read the script?"

I couldn't help laughing: "Director Zhang, did you choose days like New Year's Eve to check your homework?"

Director Zhang: "Just take it as it is."

I replied: "I read part of it, but I didn't finish it."

"Which part?"

"The part where the hero meets the mother."

"That's more than half of it." Director Zhang actually asked seriously about his impressions, "How is it, how do you feel so far?"

"Feel... life is not easy?"

Director Zhang laughed loudly and said, "That's what it means. Have you seen the pigeon coops in Gangcheng and the damp basement in Beicheng?"

I said, "I was lucky enough to see one of them."

"But you were not crushed, but the male lead was crushed." Director Zhang asked with a smile, "Speaking of which, I'm curious, what can crush you?"

I thought about it, and said, "I care about people." Then I added, "But if I make preparations in advance, I won't 'break down'."

Just like my mother's matter, I had already anticipated it in middle school, so even though I feel sad, I don't think life is hopeless.

Director Zhang said casually, "You look like someone who is always prepared."

I laughed.

"maybe."

At the end of the call, Director Zhang said to me: "Look at things from a different angle, and life may become better."

Observing things from different sides, of course, we can see different appearances, such as carambola, which is drawn as a five-pointed star in primary school Chinese textbooks.

Since then, I have been curious about the taste of carambola, and I often think of the descriptions and pictures in textbooks.It was not until I was with Mr. Wei later that I tried it for the first time, and found that it was not as delicious as I imagined.

I asked him.

"So trying something new doesn't always lead to good things, does it?"

Director Zhang sighed and wished me a happy Chinese New Year.

After finishing the call, I checked the time—21:[-].

The new year is 39 minutes away.

I sent an inquiry message to Mr. Wei, wondering if the trouble has been resolved, but up to now, I haven't received any reply from him, and I don't know if things are going well.

On the towering Qionglou, I suddenly woke up from the unspeakable loss, and realized that I shouldn't be standing here.

So I went downstairs.

It was 47:[-] when I arrived in the street, and the biting chill pierced my bones.

I turned on my phone and called Mr. Wei.

As I expected, no one answered.

Then, I turned on the social software and left him a voice message-unbelievably, this was the first time we used voice communication in WeChat.

Pressing the record button, I said word by word——

"Mr. Wei, I'm He Zhi."

"Happy New Year."

"Thank you for your help over the past two years."

"There must be a new look in the new year. It is a good custom to say goodbye to the old and usher in the new. There is even a saying in slang that 'the old does not go, and the new does not come'."

"Then, in the new year, I wish you all your wishes, dreaming of your youth, and living a good life."

"Mr. Wei."

"Let's separate."

Eleven forty-three.

Our relationship couldn't even say "break up".

Putting away the phone, I saw a boy at the end of the street holding a bosom full of roses, with an expectant and shy smile on his face, and hurriedly ran to the square.

It must be to meet the person you like.