24 Lies

The author has something to say: Note: Xi Murong's words in Cai Qin's "Ferry".

It wasn't that Mingzheng didn't want to contact Zheng Guanyu, he was also forced to do so. Li Zhiyuan confiscated his mobile phone on the first day of filming of his scene.

"You also have to understand me." Li Zhiyuan said this, "I will be your assistant from today on. Let me answer your calls, and I will inform you of important matters."

Mingzheng hurriedly said no: "I've told my family, and they probably won't come to me for anything these days. If there's anything urgent, I'll ask them to call you."

He didn't like playing with his mobile phone very much at first, except that it was a bit uncomfortable that he couldn't contact Zheng Guanyu, nothing else mattered.

Li Zhiyuan nodded, and handed him another iPad, saying that there are small games that young people like to play, and there are many movies, which can probably meet his basic entertainment needs.

Everything is there, except Zheng Guanyu.

Li Zhiyuan patted Mingzheng on the shoulder: "Don't blame me, you have to enter the state of wandering all the way to the end of the world, you really can't contact him, you have to be conscious."

Mingzheng nodded, and humbly asked him for advice: "If you wander all the way to the end of the world, how should you feel?"

Li Zhiyuan answered him: "Let's feel lost. Don't worry, you will feel it slowly."

They arrived in Buenos Aires. More than 40 staff and a bunch of expensive equipment made the journey very heavy, and their funds were burning crazily everywhere they went.

After arriving at the hotel room, Ming Zheng opened the suitcase and sorted out his things.

Zheng Guanyu helped him pack the box himself, and set up the clothes for him. Most of them were new clothes that Zheng Guanyu bought for him, and they were neatly folded.The other party is a person who often travels around the world, and he has prepared a lot of practical things for him based on his experience.

After propping his head up and looking at the opened box for a while, Ming Zheng was actually a little bit reluctant to mess it up.

After hesitating for a long time, he started looking for the clothes he needed. After searching, he found a small box among a pile of clothes.

...It feels like a ring box.

Mingzheng opened it suspiciously, it was really a very beautiful ring.

Before leaving, Zheng Guanyu made such an outburst, asking sideways at the airport if he wanted to propose to you. Mingzheng was afraid that he would kneel down on one knee for him in a crowded place like the airport, so he gave Zheng Guanyu to I persuaded him to leave, saying that we will discuss it later, and the future will be long.

In fact, Mingzheng doesn't like wearing jewelry.

...Why is it stuffed directly into the box.

Mingzheng tried it out, and put it on the ring finger a bit too big, and the middle finger was just right.

When did Zheng Guanyu prepare the ring? ?

There is a small note in the box. Open it and read, it says: "I think you can use it, just in case."

Ming Zheng picked up the ring and looked at it for a while, feeling a little speechless.

... Outrageous, how can anyone unilaterally stuff the ring like this.He said in his heart that I don't wear it, so why should I wear it if you give it to me? It really doesn't have a sense of ceremony.

After resting in the room for a while, after changing his clothes, Mingzheng went downstairs to find the crew.Li Zhiyuan sat in front of the bar, watching the staff and passengers dance tango while drinking.

Ming Zheng stepped on the music and walked to Li Zhiyuan, and ordered himself a cup of yerba mate tea.

Li Zhiyuan pointed to the dance floor with a smile, and said to him, "Go and play."

Mingzheng shook his head: "I don't like dancing, so I just want to talk to you."

Li Zhiyuan looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Why haven't you brought an assistant with you?"

"I don't like being followed." Mingzheng replied, "If you have hands and feet, you can just do the trivial things yourself. Let's talk about it later when you become popular."

Li Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, saw him put on a conversation posture, and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Hmm... let's talk about drama?"

Li Zhiyuan exhaled a puff of smoke, and his face was also blurred in it.He asked again, "Which area are we talking about?"

"Just chat." Mingzheng turned his teacup, "Why did you write a character like Gao Xiaoyu in the first place?"

Director Li smiled and said, "Because I like such roles."

Ming Zheng smiled, "A marginal role?"

Li Zhiyuan nodded.

"When we designed it, we wanted his life to be dry. He was cowardly, gloomy, and inarticulate... like a speck of dust, insignificant. He always hid in the edge and dared not step in on either side. Finally he found a The method burns himself, and when he burns out, he will leave the stage. You can understand that he is your sacrifice. They may not have had true love, but he will make Chen Zhou complete. That's what their names mean."

Mingzheng thought for a while, propped his chin and began to speak slowly: "The first half of the script gave me the feeling that...when peeping at another person, it's also like peeking into my own heart. In fact, Gao Xiaoyu's state is very similar to mine before. , I have also lived a dull life for a long time."

"Those years of learning martial arts?" Li Zhiyuan was curious.

Mingzheng nodded: "When I was a child, I stayed on the mountain. No one talked to me. My master was very boring. When I was young, my friend was nature."

What I didn't tell Li Zhiyuan was the days in Myanmar... The boys raised by the Ming family were basically thrown into a very harsh environment to grow up.He touched a gun when he was very young. When he was not sensible, he fought with child soldiers raised by those drug dealers in Myanmar every day. There was no normal pastime.

Before growing up, he actually lived a very depressed life, so he can see some shadows of himself in Gao Xiaoyu.

He has complicated feelings towards Gao Xiaoyu.From the repulsion at the beginning to the inability to let go... Ming Zheng couldn't tell why.

Gao Xiaoyu was like a cloud of shadows weighing on her heart.

After speaking, Li Zhiyuan stood up and said goodbye, saying that he was going to rest.

Ming Zheng sat idly at the bar for a while, planning to finish his cup of tea and go back to sleep.

Then a handsome man sat next to him, looking like a model.

The other party asked, "Shall we have a drink together?"

He speaks Spanish.Mingzheng could understand the simple Spanish, but he still pretended to say pardon.The other party stared at him for a long time, his eyes wanton and bold, and asked him in English: "Do you only drink tea?"

Mingzheng felt that the smell of the perfume on his body was too unpleasant, and the fragrance that hit his face was very flamboyant, making people dizzy.

He held his breath and continued drinking his tea without speaking.

The man persisted and said, "Can we exchange contact information?"

Ming Zheng could only answer that he didn't have a mobile phone, the truth.

"It's okay." The other party moved closer, "Can I make friends? You are my type." After a pause, "I can go up and down."

Compared with foreigners, Zheng Guanyu is really too reserved.

Mingzheng was a little uncomfortable, and said in a panic: "But I'm married."

The other party raised his eyebrows, then looked down at his hand holding the cup: "Oh, sorry, I thought..."

After the man left, Ming Zheng stared at his empty fingers for a while, and remained silent for a long time.

This is just the beginning. From that day on, whenever Ming Zheng goes out alone, he always encounters all kinds of strike-ups.In fact, he is used to it. He was always pestered by people when he was in school. After all, his good-looking skin always attracts attention, but compared to before...the number of men he strikes up has increased.

Did falling in love turn on some strange switch?who knows.

It is unbearable.One day after returning to his room to wash, Ming Zheng silently dug out the ring box that Zheng Guanyu stuffed into his suitcase, took out the ring, and put it viciously on the corresponding finger.

You win, Zheng Guanyu.Ming Zheng looked at the ring on his hand and thought.

In fact, it was just a ring, and he had to take it off when filming...but inexplicably, he felt much more at ease after wearing it.

The sense of loss that Li Zhiyuan mentioned, Ming Zheng felt mostly from the separation from Zheng Guanyu.

It's a strange feeling, the whole person seems to be empty.

Seeing the beautiful scenery, there is no one around to talk about, and no one can share the delicious food. His world is completely lonely, and there is no other person's voice anymore.

After breaking away from Zheng Guanyu's scenes and starting to shoot independently, Mingzheng can clearly feel that his heart seems to be empty... Gao Xiaoyu's shadow seems to be slowly fading away.

Ming Zheng also really felt a sense of loneliness.

The crew stayed in this city for more than half a month, but Chen Zhou in the movie stayed here for a year.

Li Zhiyuan made Ming Zheng's appearance a bit sloppy, asking him to be unkempt.His hair grows very fast, and it will obviously grow longer if he doesn't cut it for a week, but Li Zhiyuan thinks his half-length hair is very beautiful, very decadent and handsome, so let him keep it like this.

Chen Zhou got lost in this city that didn't belong to him.This warm and beautiful city has not changed him in the slightest. He travels through it and lives quietly.Many people passed by him and brushed shoulders with him, but they still couldn't make any waves in his heart.

He found a job as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant, and walked slowly across the blocks to his rental house after get off work.

He gradually settled down in this city, and planned to save a little bit of money, and slowly approach the Antarctic Circle, to see the end of the world, to experience the very cold place for Gao Xiaoyu.

This has become his obsession.

The next door to him is also a Chinese, a pretty girl named Yiluo.Chen Zhou learned from other people's mouths that she seemed to be a young lady, and she was also an alcoholic, who would always sing by the window sill when she was drunk late at night.Chen Zhou, who suffers from insomnia and can't sleep, has heard her singing in the middle of the night several times. She likes to sing after finishing business with people, singing old songs, and some English songs she doesn't understand.

She feels like a gust of wind.

One day when he came back from get off work, Chen Zhou went to the window sill to smoke a cigarette. They met each other's eyes through the two windows separated by a wall.

Iloh whistled at him.

Chen Zhou looked at her, and asked quietly, "How much do you pay for a night with someone else?"

Yi Luo gave a number and said, "I keep hearing you cooking and cooking... Can you cook a meal for me? I don't need to charge you."

"At home, we can only cook fried rice with eggs."

"I want to eat." Her eyes lit up.

Chen Zhou asked her to come over.

Yiluo changed into a skirt and came to knock on his door happily, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, like a little girl who is a guest at someone's house with a gift.

Chen Zhou made her a bowl of egg fried rice, a very simple bowl of fried rice, put it on the small table and told her to come and eat.

Yiluo jumped up and sat down and started to eat, eating very happily.

Chen Zhou looked at her while smoking a cigarette.

Yiluo ate a mouthful of food and a mouthful of wine, eating boldly.

She finished her meal, drank most of the bottle of whiskey, began to undress, walked over to hug him, and smiled coquettishly.

Chen Zhou pushed her away, let her put on clothes, and said, "I don't do it, I just want you to sing for me."

Yi Luo looked at him strangely and asked if there was something wrong with him.

Chen Zhou said stubbornly: "You can sing the song you sang at home last night, I can pay for it."

She looked at him and sat down on the ground. They stared at each other for a while in this simple rental house.

After a while, Yi Luo lazily sang the song, Cai Qin's Ferry.

"Let me say goodbye to you."

"Gently pull out my hand again."

"That's right, a helpless stare."

"Beside the ferry, I can't find a single flower to give away."

...

She has a good voice, and she sings sadly, with an indescribable charm, ethereal and lonely.

As Chen Zhou listened, his eyes felt sore.

He covers his face.

"Just pin the blessing on your lapel."

"And tomorrow, tomorrow, and the next day."

Yiluo was still singing, her ethereal voice filled the air.

After singing that song, she looked at him quietly for a while, and asked gently: "Do you think of anyone?"

That was already the 21st day of separation from Zheng Guanyu.

Ming Zheng nodded quietly, and said hoarsely, "En."

At this time, he should actually be thinking about Gao Xiaoyu, but at that moment, what he was thinking about was Zheng Guanyu, all of him.

Yi Luo took it for granted: "If you want someone, then you should go to him."

"He wouldn't see me. I don't think we'll ever see each other again."

Chen Zhou said, "Did you know that he killed someone because of me?"

Yi Luo smiled drunkenly: "You can brag."

Chen Zhou pulled the corner of his mouth into a wry smile, and didn't answer anything, he didn't have the strength to tell that story to anyone again.

Yi Luo took her drink and left. Before she closed the door, she took a last look at Chen Zhou and found that he was actually crying.

There was no sound, he just wept quietly, sitting in the shadow of the room, looking at somewhere in the air, as quiet as a dry grave.

Yi Luo closed the door and left.