thousand cups

Called a few times, but no one answered.Jiang Mo tried to make a voice call again, but still no one answered.

After a while, a call from a classmate came in, urging him to go to the scene.There is a musical to be staged in a theater in Paris today. Jiang Mo and his classmates are doing an internship in that theater. He is in charge of the stage. Today, he must go there first to watch the scene.

There was no other way, Jiang Mo could only go out to attend to his own business, and temporarily put aside Shen Chaowen's affairs.

The scene was a mess.Hurry up quickly to confirm that the stage installation is complete, Jiang Mo took the walkie-talkie to the dressing room to confirm the status of the actors, walked to the door, the door was half open, and two blonde girls were changing clothes outside half naked, helping each other to dress. Corsets... so damn passionate.Jiang Mo looked away and knocked on the door helplessly: "Ma'am, why can't you go into the cubicle, lock the door and change your clothes?" One of the girls smiled and winked at him and said, "Mo, Because I knew you would come." These women really liked to make fun of him.Jiang Mo stared at the other party's messy hair, and reminded: "Move quickly, get dressed and put on makeup immediately."

After a busy afternoon, Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief after the performance started.

He stood on the side stage and supervised the situation, then absently took out his mobile phone and called Shen Chaowen.

In fact, there was no hope.At first I thought it might not be possible to get through, Shen Chaowen's sullen personality seemed reasonable for not answering the phone.

Unexpectedly, it was connected after two beeps.

Jiang Mo hesitantly put the phone to his ear, and heard Shen Chaowen's voice: "...Brother?"

The voice was deep and a little hoarse.I haven't heard his voice for a long time, and it's still a little strange to hear it suddenly.

Jiang Mo hurriedly said to him to wait a moment, hurriedly stepped off the side stage, and trotted all the way to the outside of the theater.

"Why don't you answer the phone during the day?"

Shen Chaowen paused, and answered him: "I fell asleep before."

"What do you sleep during the day?"

"I was drunk at the time, fell asleep, and only woke up now."

Drunk?

So a person who hates alcohol actually went to drink? ?

How dare a person who pours a glass run to drink?

Jiang Mo held the phone in a daze for a while, then sighed softly.Originally wanted to say a few words to him, but finally held back.

It's best not to ask about this kind of thing.

"Is everything finished?"

"Well, it's over, I'll go back to school tomorrow afternoon."

Be quiet for a while.

Jiang Mo thinks he is an eloquent person, but now facing Shen Chaowen, he is clumsy for some reason, and he doesn't know how to comfort him.

It is normal for Shen Chaowen's silent character to never show it in front of others no matter whether he is happy or sad.

"I don't plan to tell me if I don't ask you?" Jiang Mo reproached, "You should tell me anyway."

"I didn't say anything on purpose." Shen Chaowen said calmly, "I just wanted to see if you would call to care about me."

Jiang Mo: "...don't be kidding."

"You should know that I never joke."

"..." Jiang Mo was speechless for a moment, "Don't talk about this!"

Shen Chaowen seemed to smile, then fell silent for a while.

"Then what should we say?" His tone was still calm, "You tell me not to be sad, say sorry, and say that everything will pass, and then I say thank you, say these?"

Jiang Mo stopped talking.

"I don't seem to be the same as others. Every time I encounter a particularly big thing, I don't get scared or panic. I don't seem to be sad. I just subconsciously think about what to do in the future and how to deal with it... maybe It’s because my life in the past was always messy, and I didn’t have much time to be sad. Do you think I’m a little cold-blooded?” Shen Chaowen said, “I used to think that I would be devastated when my grandma was gone, but now it seems that I’m not particularly special. Sad, just feeling empty in my heart and a little tired.”

Jiang Mo felt his heart throbbing when he heard it.

"Is anyone with you? Relatives or elders?"

"No." Shen Chaowen said, "Let me tell you a joke. My grandma is only my mother's daughter, but she didn't come back until the day of the funeral. I did the whole funeral by myself. My father came to kowtow, But after kowtowing, he pulled me to the side and asked me for money to buy wine and drink, and asked my grandma if she gave me the house and asked me to rent it out. He will come to help me collect the rent every month... Is there a bit of black humor?"

Jiang Mo sighed again.

"There is another interesting thing, let me share it with you." Shen Chaowen said again, "My grandma called me the day before the accident, and talked about a lot of things, asking me if I remember when I was a child... She asked Do you remember when I was in the third grade, the big chimney in the factory would make a loud sound every evening. I used to be young, and I didn’t know why the chimney would ring at night. I asked my grandma what it was The sound, she said, because the wolf will come at night, the sound is a signal, a warning to the children in the factory, if they don't go to bed early, they will be taken away by the wolf... Actually, I don't even remember , but she remembers. Anyway, she mentioned a lot of such trivial things that day, boring things, things I almost forgot. When she was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly said, Chaowen, I said to go to England to study, don’t worry about money I must go, said that my family has money, said that I hope I can read more books, gain more knowledge, and don’t be afraid to spend money... Tell me, did my grandma tell me so much because she had a premonition that she was going to leave? ?”

Shen Chaowen never talked much, Jiang Mo had never heard him talk so much in one breath, and he didn't dare to interrupt him, so he just listened quietly.

There is a small wishing pool outside the theater, with an angel sculpture in the middle.Jiang Mo put his hands in his coat pockets, fiddling with the coins in his pockets one by one. After thinking for a while, he took out a coin and threw it into the sink.

Jiang Mo watched the coin slowly sink to the bottom of the pool, and prayed in his heart, hoping that Shen Chaowen's grandma would rest in peace.

He tentatively said: "Anyway, my parents like you very much, you will treat us as relatives from now on, okay?"

There was a few seconds of silence.

"To be honest, I don't long for a good family relationship at all. For my life, that is insignificant." Shen Chaowen said slowly, "Being kind to your parents is because of you at first, and later because they treat me well." , People get along with each other. Your parents treat me sincerely. I will remember their kindness in my life. In the future, I will have a share in the pension for my godfather and godmother. This is what I should do. But I don’t want to do it Your brother, please don't pity me, and don't pity me, those are not what I want."

"What you want is impossible."

"I don't care if it's impossible, but you can't ask me to pretend nothing happened." Shen Chaowen said, "You can reject me and say you don't like me, but don't say anything about treating me as a family member, it hurts people."

Jiang Mo struggled for a while: "Chaowen, I don't want to force it."

"Reluctantly?" Shen Chaowen asked him, "Then why didn't you push me away when I kissed you? Why did you close your eyes?"

Jiang Mo: "..."

After finishing speaking, Shen Chaowen hung up the phone very coldly.

Jiang Mo stood at the entrance of the theater with his mobile phone in a mess in the wind, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Time came to Jiang Mo's second school year.

In the spring of that year, Shen Chaowen came to King's University London for exchange as scheduled.

Sometimes life is such a coincidence, the day when Shen Chaowen finally spared time to come to Paris happened to be the same day when Jiang Mo received an invitation from that pen pal to meet him.

Jiang Mo just received a letter from pen pal C not long ago.

The content of the letter was very brief, it didn't talk about art or anything, it only had an address and a date, and the time the other party invited happened to be the day when Shen Chaowen came to Paris.

It is very embarrassing when the time hits.

Rejecting neither seems appropriate.Shen Chaowen came to Paris for the first time, so it was impossible not to miss him, and it was hard to change the date for the first time with a pen pal.

In fact, what Jiang Mo thought was that if he didn't meet that pen pal, their relationship would always be so abstract, and that pen pal would always be his confidant, sustenance, and fantasy.

But in the end, people are greedy, he is still looking forward to an unknown and vague fate, he is too curious to know what kind of person accompanied him through those long days.

On that day, Jiang Mo changed into his most formal clothes and hurried to the train station to pick up Shen Chaowen who had been on the train for eight hours.

He didn't have time to explain more to Shen Chaowen, and after picking up the driver at the station, he told the driver the address, and said to Shen Chaowen apologetically: "I may not be able to have dinner with you tonight, will you wait for me? Go first Wait for me where I live."

Shen Chaowen looked at Jiang Mo's very formal clothes, and asked, "Do you have any other dates?"

Jiang Mo answered him calmly: "Well, I'm going to meet my pen pal."

Shen Chaowen looked at him in silence for a long time.

"I'll go with you. What's your date?"

Jiang Mo was a little embarrassed: "I can go by myself, you go to the place where I live and wait for me, when I come back we will..."

Look at each other for a moment.

Shen Chaowen seemed to see his uneasiness, approached him with a smile, and gave him an encouraging hug.

"Brother, I'll take you there." His tone was relieved, "Although I think it's not advisable to fall in love with an abstract concept, but that is your past. No matter what the result is, I'm willing to send you there."

He shouldn't be doing this.

"No, you go to the place where I live and wait for me, I don't know where tonight..."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Shen Chaowen interrupted him, "Go now, don't delay, I'll wait for you outside the restaurant. Don't be late for the appointment, it's impolite."

Jiang Mo smelled the dusty smell of Shen Chaowen's body, and the strange thing was that the moment he was hugged by Shen Chaowen, he actually felt extremely at ease, and his heart was suddenly filled with infinite courage to face the unknown.

The invitation location is in the fifth arrondissement. It is a star restaurant with a long history in the local area. Sitting by the window, you can see Notre Dame Cathedral and the Seine River.

When he walked into the restaurant on time, Jiang Mo was very nervous, extremely nervous.He straightened his bow tie unnaturally, and asked the waiter why there was no one dining in the lobby, and the waiter told him with a smile that the guests had booked the whole night and waited for you today, and hoped that you would have a quiet space to be alone.

Also because of that sentence, he was thinking wildly, and he had already arrived outside a compartment.The waiter knocked lightly on the door and left. Jiang Mo held the handrail and opened the door with great emotion.

In the private room was a white-haired old man, very thin, with spirited eyes.

It was a legendary face for all filmmakers.

The other party came over after seeing him, and asked with a smile, "Mo?"

The moment he saw the other party, Jiang Mo was so shocked that he stayed where he was for a long time, and almost burst into tears with excitement.

It was him.

It is unimaginable that the C who has been communicating with him for many years is actually this person.

Incredible.

Looking at each other for a moment, emotions swirled a few times in the air, Jiang Mo walked over and hugged each other incoherently: "Mr. Claire, it's unbelievable, I'm hugging the chairman of the jury of the hall-level film festival, sir ,I……"

The other party patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him: "Don't say that, I hope that I, an old man, don't make you feel broken. Maybe you expect me to be a young girl."

"No, my dream has come true." Jiang Mo hugged him with red eyes, like hugging a relative, "It may sound like a compliment, but I really like your "More than Today", it is my lighthouse."

"Didn't we know each other because of this movie?" The man smiled, "You had an argument with others on the forum because of this movie, and I happened to see your comment. To be honest, I read so many other people's comments. Evaluation, only your words make me feel that you understand me."

Yes, that is an understanding that has nothing to do with identity, age, national boundaries, or gender. They met each other only because of a movie. Understanding each other with words is a purely spiritual exchange. They cherish each other only because they have similar understandings of art .

They have known each other through letters for many years, nothing to do with romance, nothing to do with anything, just because they hit it off.

This feeling is amazing.

Jiang Mo hugged the other party with tears in his eyes, looking around.He raised his eyes, and suddenly saw the figure outside the glass window——Shen Chaowen standing quietly on the bank of the river, with a quiet and independent back, staring blankly at the dark Seine River.

Just for a moment, Jiang Mo felt that he understood the concepts of 'abstract' and 'concrete'.

A strange feeling in the body began to float, like a balloon, slowly floating into the air.

The wind is very strong by the river, will he be cold?

Looking at Shen Chaowen's back through the window, Jiang Mo suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.