half blind

He recognized that face.Although there is a difference, he will never admit his mistake.

How long has it been?five years?seven years?or longer?

He turned around.

Am I wrong?Did he not recognize me?

No, I was wearing a mask and he didn't recognize me, or didn't he see it at all?

is it him?Why him?How could it be him?why is he here

All thoughts filled Zhang Qing's head like a mess, and all the surprises and doubts turned into three words in the end.

Zhou Nanchen.

Three words, with the tip of the tongue flicking the palate.Every time I uttered three words, my heart stabbed sharply.

Zhang Qing felt a little dark in front of his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing?"

Duanmurou's voice brought him back to reality.

"I said are you okay? Did the car stop too hard just now?" Duanmurou stretched out a hand and dangled it in front of his eyes.

Zhang Qing came back to his senses, took two deep breaths, and found that the figure suspected to be Zhou Nanchen had disappeared from sight, "I'm fine, maybe."

"Do you know that person?" Duanmurou asked curiously, "I see you have been staring at him just now."

"Ah." Zhang Qing didn't know what tone and expression he used when he said this, "It seems...it's my high school classmate."

"Huh? It's really not easy. He's actually your high school classmate. The circle is really small."

"You know him?" Zhang Qing looked at Duanmurou.

"I can't say I know him, I just heard about it. It seems that the stylist in Director Li's team this time, the team leader of the clothing team, can do this position at a young age, which is quite amazing."

"Ah." Zhang Qing didn't know how to react.

To be honest, he just wants to turn around and get in the car now, and get out of this place as soon as possible.But Duanmurou had already taken a step forward, he could only follow mechanically, and he couldn't even feel his legs.

Throughout the night, Zhang Qing lived in a bit of chaos.Although he had been reminded three times by his manager, he still accidentally knocked over the wine glass.

"Hey, be careful!" Someone quickly held the glass before the wine spilled, preventing a possible tragedy.

The crisp sound of the glass brought Zhang Qing back to reality. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." The man smiled heartily, "Be careful."

Only then did Zhang Qing realize that the person holding his cup was Liang Yu, and he didn't even know when Liang Yu sat next to him.

It seems that you should be careful of paparazzi when you go out for a while. If two people are photographed eating together, the task of untying them will be even more difficult.

Zhang Qing didn't dislike Liang Yu, although the Dangai drama they filmed together was complete rubbish, but there were a few rival scenes that allowed Zhang Qing to enjoy the joy of acting.

Liang Yu is more experienced than him. Before this, he had several well-known masterpieces. He is also handsome and has a high EQ. He can win many fans by saying a few words in front of the camera. He really doesn't think he Can outcompete him during unbundling.

Liang Yu has lost a lot of weight compared to when we met three months ago. I heard that in order to attract more fans after unbundling, his manager forced him to go on a diet, which made his whole face look transparent now. With an unhealthy waxy yellow color, her cheekbones are as thin as awls.

But he has to admit that only when he looks morbidly thin in reality can he look good in photos and videos.

"Brother Yu has become handsome again." Zhang Qing smiled at Liang Yu, "I heard that you won the Weibo Rising Star Award last week, congratulations."

"No, it's not a big deal." Liang Yu smiled shyly, "You look good too."

Yeah, at least it's better than what you look like now.Zhang Qing complained secretly in his heart, he was a little afraid that Duanmurou would also ask him to go on a diet to lose weight after watching Liang Yu.

"Congratulations on getting the leading actor in Director Li's new play." Liang Yu raised his glass, "I heard it's a good play, and the campus theme is quite suitable for you."

Zhang Qing couldn't help laughing, "Why is the campus theme suitable for me?"

"I feel that you have a very clean temperament. Someone like me will definitely not be able to act as a high school student." Liang Yu laughed.

"How is it possible, aren't you known as the little face-changing prince?" Zhang Qing politely returned, "If you come to act, you must be much better than me."

"Don't dare to act, don't dare to act, how can there be anything."

clean.

Zhang Qing smirked twice where Liang Yu couldn't see.Alright, at least it means that the establishment of one's own people is quite stable.

Zhang Qing stared at the ceiling aimlessly, drinking wine in his ears, not long after Director Li finished his toast speech, he had to hold a glass to toast with various big shots.

Running announcements, filming trash dramas, smirking, cooperating with hype, marketing himself, socializing, and even being licked by the director while drinking are all his daily routines.

But he is still not working hard enough, he is still far from what he wants to achieve.If he wants to be popular, he has to devote all his energy to it, so he won't have time to clean up.

Director Li finished his toast, and the audience burst into applause. He nodded reservedly, but the satisfaction in his heart was written on his face.

"Go." Duanmurou poked Zhang Qing with his elbow, and the latter sighed softly, picked up his wine glass and walked over there.

Did not see him again.Zhang Qing's eyes swept across the entire hall, and he didn't see Zhou Nanchen again.

By the time the banquet was over, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Qing's footsteps fluttered when he walked out the door, and the cold wind at night didn't make him feel any better.

He didn't remember what he said to anyone at all, he just remembered that he kept smirking and drinking, until he couldn't even see the lights hanging in the hall.

Duanmurou supported Zhang Qing and walked out from the back door of the hotel. Zhang Qing staggered a few steps, but luckily stabilized his body.

"Fuck." Zhang Qing felt a blurry spot of light in front of his eyes when he cursed, "How much did I drink?"

"It's almost enough to bring down an elephant." Duanmurou looked at him worriedly, "The things I told you today are not telling you to torture yourself to death!"

Zhang Qing was speechless, but just waved his hand to show that he was fine.

"Let's go, get in the car quickly, and I'll take you back to the apartment." Duanmurou sighed.

"Wait." Zhang Qing squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and broke away from Duanmurou's hand, "I want to vomit."

"Then you go to the opposite grove... Hey, don't you need me to accompany you?"

While walking unsteadily, Zhang Qing stretched out his hand and waved it.

The entire abdominal cavity was shaking. Zhang Qing held onto a tree and vomited violently. He vomited until it was dark, and managed to stop the feeling of nausea.

Zhang Qing's legs were weak, and he squatted on the ground along the tree trunk.At this moment, he suddenly wanted to cry, but when he blinked, his eyes became dry and tight.

Duanmurou should be asked to buy a bottle of mineral water first.Panting, Zhang Qing tried to stand up while holding onto the trunk of the tree. When he touched his pocket, he found that he didn't even have a tissue on him.

What a disaster.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out and handed him a tissue.Before he had time to think about it, he took it and wiped his mouth indiscriminately.

"Thank you, you—" Zhang Qing turned his head and was stunned, standing behind him was the man he had been looking for tonight.

"You're welcome." The man said lightly, "Go back and rest early."

After speaking, the man turned and left.After a few seconds, Zhang Qing's chaotic brain came to his senses and stopped him, "Wait!"

With this voice, Zhang Qing was half sober.

The man turned his head again.

"Zhou Nanchen..." Zhang Qing's voice was hoarse due to vomiting, "Are you Zhou Nanchen?"

The man stood there without speaking or moving, but Zhang Qing could see the familiar face more clearly.

He knew it was him, Zhou Nanchen was standing in front of him.

"Did you attend the banquet? When did you come?"

It took a while for Zhou Nanchen to speak, "I've been helping a few people put on makeup, and I won't go in until after ten o'clock."

Ten o'clock... After that, Zhang Qing felt his swollen temples throbbing.Wasn't that the time when I toasted Director Li and the others with a glass of wine and a smile like a flower?

He saw it?Did he see his solicitous ugliness?

"You..." Zhou Nanchen looked him up and down, frowned, and finally said, "Go back and take a shower."

Zhang Qing opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

What should he say?

How are you doing?

Where have you been all these years?

Why did she suddenly become a makeup artist for the crew?

you……

Too many "you" were piled up on his chest, and when he finally uttered an "n", Zhou Nanchen had already disappeared from sight.

Zhang Qing stood there for a long time, patting his cheek hard, trying to wake up.

When Duanmurou sent him to the apartment, Zhang Qing immediately threw himself on the bed.After the bed creaked a few times, the room fell silent. Zhang Qing felt as if his whole body was about to explode. He was very glad that he returned to the apartment alive.

He squinted his eyes and fumbled through his messy clothes, took out his mobile phone from a certain pocket, squinted his eyes and opened the address book, found the most prominent name and dialed.

After about five rings, the phone was picked up, and a slightly sleepy but gentle female voice came from the other end, "Hello, how are you?"

"I'm not good." Zhang Qing said simply and directly.

There was a pause over there, and the tone immediately seemed to have changed, "Fuck? Zhang Qing? Are you fucking sick? Call me at one o'clock in the middle of the night. If you want to die suddenly, I don't even want to!"

Zhang Qing wanted to be happy when he heard it, but just as soon as he thought about it, the feeling of nausea surged up again, so he had no choice but to suppress it.

The person on the other side of the phone is Yin Ling, the only person who can be called his best friend or best friend at this stage.

The family is very prominent, rich second generation + star second generation, since she was a child, she was transported to school by the family's extended commercial vehicle, and there were at least a dozen servants in the family who took care of her daily life.

But she has a very easy-going personality, and she doesn't have the airs of the second generation of stars at all. Although she always pretends to be a lady in front of the camera, her tone and words in the audience are always like a boy.

I don't know whether to call it a coincidence or a lucky one, this time Yin Ling was also in the play directed by Li, and had many scenes with herself.

Zhang Qing suppressed his desire to laugh, and took several deep breaths before he adjusted his breathing.Yin Ling at the other end seemed to have noticed something was wrong, "Zhang Qing, Qingqing? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Qing couldn't help laughing twice, and coughed dryly.

"Are you drunk?" Yin Ling asked.

I don't know where the intuition of these girls came from. He only said three words, how could he hear that he was drunk?

"Are you all right? Is Duanmu by your side? You ask her to get you some honey water or hangover tea—"

"I met Zhou Nanchen today." Zhang Qing interrupted her.

Yin Ling didn't speak, and was silent for five or six seconds before saying, "Zhou Nanchen? That Zhou Nanchen?"

"En." Zhang Qing felt that it took all his strength to make this sound.

"He..." Yin Ling was surprised, "Didn't you go to Director Li's banquet? How could he be there? Could it be that he also entered the entertainment industry?"

"Sister Rou said that he is the leader of the clothing team in the crew, and he has become a stylist."

"This... are you okay?"

Is this the first time Yin Ling has asked?Thinking of this, Zhang Qing felt very funny, and the corners of his mouth could not restrain himself from bending upwards.Now it's all right, he had a hard time holding back his smile before.

Probably hearing the laughter from over there, Yin Ling became anxious, "Leave him alone! He is a super big scumbag who is invincible in the universe. You still have work tomorrow, why let this kind of scumbag affect your life?" Feeling!"

"He's not a scumbag, he's not a scumbag, you're not allowed to say that." Zhang Qing's throat was hoarse.

Yin Ling sighed deeply, "It's been so many years, Zhang Qing, shouldn't it be time for you to mature?"

Zhang Qing didn't speak.

"After so many years, he must have changed a lot, and you have also changed a lot. You are not the kid you were back then, do you understand?" Yin Ling said seriously.

"Understood." Zhang Qing said in a low voice.

"I know he is your first love, who doesn't have a first love yet." Yin Ling sighed, "You have to believe that there will always be someone better in your life."

Zhang Qing smiled, "Of course people who have boyfriends say so."

"Hey, you will have some in the future too, okay?" Yin Ling said immediately, "You will become super popular in the future, and you will become an awesome idol who is so popular in half the sky. At that time, you will be as popular as you are! What do you look like?" You can choose your skin color, height and size at will!"

"Don't flatter me anymore, I can't bear it." Zhang Qing smiled, "I'm afraid I'll throw up if I kiss you."

In fact, the contents of my stomach have been vomited out long ago, and now I just keep refluxing up.

"Even if you don't have the energy to make honey water or something, at least get up and drink a glass of water." Yin Ling said immediately, "Then go to bed immediately, if Duanmu sees that you have black eyes and go to make an announcement the next day, believe it or not, she can Scolding you for two hours?"

"All right, all right, I'll go to bed. I'm really sorry to delay Beauty Yin's beauty sleep."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qing curled up on the bed twice, barely wrapped himself in the quilt, and didn't even take off his clothes.

sleep.He said to himself in a daze, sleep until tomorrow morning, there will be countless jobs to flog himself.

Don't think about him, don't think about Zhou Nanchen.The heart is about to be ripped in two, don't think about it.

"You really like painting." As soon as Zhang Qing pushed open the door, he saw Zhou Nanchen standing in the best lighted position in the room and fiddling with his canvas.

"Yeah." Zhou Nanchen didn't even raise his eyes, and continued to draw with concentration.

"How long have you been painting?" Zhang Qing left the sofa, opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of Coke and drank half of it in one go, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Can I draw here until I finish my homework?" Zhou Nanchen's eyes were still fixed on the canvas.

"Damn, Xueba." Zhang Qing clicked his tongue, "Can you borrow me to copy?"

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak, but pointed to the schoolbag thrown aside with a brush.Zhang Qing put down the Coca-Cola and went straight to the schoolbag, happily found the overstuffed homework book in it, sat on the sofa directly, bit off the cap of the pen and prepared to copy.

At this moment, Zhou Nanchen said, "Sit on the side."

"Ah?" Zhang Qing was confused, although he didn't know the reason, he moved his butt obediently, "This?"

"Yes. Can you raise your head?" Zhou Nanchen made a gesture.

"Ah?" Zhang Qing raised his head inexplicably, Zhou Nanchen stretched out his hand, and used the brush in his hand to draw on Zhang Qing's face, showing a satisfied expression, "Okay, you can copy."

"Oh." Zhang Qing stupidly lowered his head to copy homework for 10 minutes, suddenly realized something, and raised his head suddenly, "What are you drawing?"

Zhou Nanchen's eyebrows moved, "It's nothing."

"It's nothing but a ghost!" Zhang Qing immediately stood up and walked over, "Show me."

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Zhou Nanchen smiled and tried to cover the canvas, but Zhang Qing saw the content on it before he took it away, and then froze suddenly.

It was a portrait of myself, wearing a black sports hoodie, holding a cup of milk tea, leaning on the sunny window sill.Nearby, an orchid was blooming, with tiny drops of water hanging from its petals.

"I haven't finished the painting yet." Zhou Nanchen's cheeks were reddish, a little embarrassed.

"It's so pretty." Zhang Qing turned to look at Zhou Nanchen, "Am I so handsome?"

"I added beauty and filters to you." Zhou Nanchen gestured, "Your original face is so big."

"Fuck, fuck your mother." Zhang Qing smiled and tried to kick him, but Zhou Nanchen dodged it with a grin.