half blind

When Zhang Qing came out of the bathroom slowly, the embarrassment was suppressed a little.

Zhou Nanchen was already heating the canned food for the cat, and seeing him coming out from the corner of the eye, he said, "I'm running out of time, so I just cooked some noodles casually, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, I can eat whatever I want." Zhang Qing said quickly, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, recently staying at Zhou Nanchen's house, it seems that Zhou Nanchen is responsible for three meals a day.

When his eyes are healed, Zhou Nanchen must be treated to a big meal.

Zhang Qing just sat down and didn't take a few bites, when he heard the sound of thump, thump, thump, and a few dogs barking outside the door.

"It really gets stuck in time, has this dog secretly learned to read the watch?" Zhang Qing complained, swallowing the noodles in his mouth.

"The biological clock of cats and dogs is much stronger than that of humans. Van Gogh still wakes up at 05:30 every morning and bites my leg." Zhou Nanchen replied helplessly, while reaching out to open the door for Rhubarb.

Rhubarb swooped in as usual, and rushed towards Van Gogh with a very precise target. As usual, Van Gogh jumped a few meters away with one lunge, and jumped to the top of the bookcase in two or three hits, unable to get off.

"Do you still want to walk the rhubarb today?" Zhang Qing stuffed the fried egg into his mouth while the dog and the cat were fighting, and asked, "Is there enough time?"

"Walk, let him go out and take a shit." Zhou Nanchen glanced at his watch, "Even if the task is completed."

Zhang Qingle said, "Just perfunctory others like this, I should be anxious to you if I haven't played enough in a while."

"If you're in a hurry, you can't delay your work." Zhou Nanchen had already put on his shoes, and stood at the door and shouted, "Rhubarb! Let's go!"

However, today Rhubarb didn't listen to the greeting, and walked around under the bookcase for a long time with his tail flicking, making a very aggrieved whine from his throat.

"What is he doing?" Zhang Qing looked over curiously, but his vision was blurred.

"It seems...he brought something in his mouth today." Zhou Nanchen walked over and touched rhubarb, "It's a piece of chicken breast."

"Meat?" Zhang Qing was a little surprised, "For Van Gogh?"

"It should be." Zhou Nanchen patted Da Huang's head a little funny, "Huang, put it down, he doesn't want it."

Rhubarb whimpered a few times in grievance, and had no choice but to put the meat on the ground.

Zhang Qing looked at Dahuang Zhile, "You really have perseverance, even a young man can't catch up with you in chasing girls."

"Let's go." Zhou Nanchen took Rhubarb's chain, "Go early and come back early."

Probably because he went to bed early last night, Zhang Qing woke up early today but didn't feel sleepy.

The air in the morning is very fresh. Take a deep breath, and the whole lungs are unobstructed.The weather will get hotter and hotter in the future, and the coolness with a bit of chill may not be enjoyed for a few days.

At seven o'clock, Zhou Nanchen and Zhang Qing arrived at the set on time.Yin Ling didn't have a role today so he wasn't there, but Duanmurou arrived early, sitting on a folding chair and waving to them both.

"Come on, how's it going?" Duanmu Rou went straight to the point, and Zhang Qing was taken aback.

"How about what?"

"nervous?"

Zhang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Could you please stop talking about it, you were nervous when you said something about nothing."

Before he could say anything more, he suddenly felt a flash of light in the corner of his eyes.Zhang Qing froze for a second and quickly looked back, only to find that Chen Lou was holding a mobile phone towards him and Zhou Nanchen.

"Oh, it's exposed." Chen Lou stuck out his tongue.

"What are you shooting? The work hasn't started yet." Zhang Qing greeted Chen Lou with a smile.

"Take a picture of handsome men and pretty boys to make a couple." Chen Lou made a grimace with a grin.

Zhang Qing's ears were a little red, "Shut up! You don't have any makeup on, it's so ugly."

"I won't post it, so I'll keep it for myself." Chen Lou looked at the phone with satisfaction, "It's not ugly, Brother Qing looks good even if he's bald."

Zhou Nanchen, who was listening, couldn't help laughing, "What kind of metaphor is this?"

"Looking forward to my baldness?" Zhang Qing tugged at his bangs somewhat depressedly, "I've been losing a lot of hair lately..."

I was thinking about the problem of hair loss when suddenly my arm was touched.

"I have to go there first." Zhou Nanchen said in a low voice.

"Go." Zhang Qing said immediately, "I'll talk to Chen Lou about the play and find out how I feel."

Zhou Nanchen glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but gave up again, and finally just nodded, "Call me if you need something."

"It's okay." Zhang Qing smiled, "It's been so many days, and I'm getting used to it a little bit."

The scene to be filmed this morning is the first encounter between Xu Xiaoxiao and Chen Han, which is the scene that Chen Lou asked him about yesterday.

This girl Chen Lou was quite serious, she brought the script to discuss with him for a long time while she was putting on makeup.

This scene is quite important. The lines and reactions of the two gave Xu Xiaoxiao's love affair a tragic omen.

"Xu Xiaoxiao has been secretly in love with Chen Han, but finally met again, and Chen Han didn't even recognize her." Chen Lou sighed, "It's too miserable."

"Chen Han is just too cowardly. He doesn't dare to face the person he really likes, nor does he dare to face the huge class gap between Xu Xiaoxiao and him." Zhang Qing said, "If he was calm from the beginning Faced with my feelings for Xu Xiaoxiao, maybe the two of them will be together in the first episode."

"Then the show ended in one episode." Chen Lou complained.

The two looked at each other and laughed for a long time.

"I probably understand." Chen Lou nodded, "I'll sit over there for a while and find out how I feel."

"Go." Zhang Qing smiled.

Chen Lou left with a heavy heart, leaving Zhang Qing alone in the folding chair.He took out the earphones from his carry-on bag, stuffed them into his ears, played a song that he often listened to when he was in a drama, and looked in Zhou Nanchen's direction.

At this time, he was doing makeup for an actor, and several stylists would talk to him from time to time, asking his opinion on other looks.

Zhou Nanchen was very serious about his work, and for a moment Zhang Qing seemed to see him lying down in front of the table and drawing during the high school break.

He held a makeup brush in his slender hand, and his bony fingers gently wiped off the excess. There was no trace of impurities in his focused eyes, as if he was creating the most perfect artwork in the world.

meet.

The encounter with Zhou Nanchen, he probably will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Zhou Nanchen saved his life. Strictly speaking, if Zhou Nanchen hadn't suddenly appeared that night, he might not have survived today.

That night, at the age of 17, he wanted to jump off the eighth-floor rooftop.

17-year-old Zhang Qing has thought about different deaths many times, but what he thinks most about is falling from a height.

He dreamed of falling many times.Leaping from the darkness, falling in the darkness, falling for a long time, I can't even tell whether I am falling or flying.

I can't step on anything under my feet, and I can't feel anything in the surrounding area. There is only the whistling wind in my ears, and then there is nothing.

Zhang Qing didn't know what he was thinking when he climbed up to the rooftop of the eighth floor of the shopping mall.

Maybe it was to end his life, maybe it was to blow the night wind, maybe it was just that he wanted to stop the floating in his dream that he didn't know whether he was falling or flying.

When he came back to his senses, he had climbed over the pile of rusty barbed wire used as a fence, and stood on the edge of the platform with both feet.

It was raining lightly that night, and it was the weather that even an umbrella could not stop the rain, and the whole body would be soaked without an umbrella.

Until now, Zhang Qing still thinks that the city overlooking from that perspective is wonderful.

Looking around, the neon lights gathered into a river, vehicles were rushing in the river, and pedestrians were slowly sinking and floating in the river, like a group of drowning ants.

Jumping down, he can become a drop of water in the river and disappear in the boundless rain.

Zhang Qing thinks about it now, if there was anything so desperate that he had to commit suicide that night, in fact, there was nothing, even the sentence pattern of arguing with his parents was exactly the same as usual.

Think about it for yourself, are you too impetuous?

You have such a smart brain, but if you work harder, you can still get this kind of result?

Are you rebellious?Is it to make us angry on purpose?You are such a disappointment!

In fact, these are the words that the two of them usually recite every now and then, but that night, for some reason, Zhang Qing suddenly felt that he couldn't bear it for a second, and felt that he could stay in this house for another second. The clock will go crazy.

So he didn't even take his mobile phone, and rushed into the rain. When he recovered, he was already standing on the edge of the roof.

Strange to say, Zhang Qing is a little afraid of heights, and he is usually afraid of heights.But that day he stood on the edge of the roof, his feet were steady, and he didn't even feel a trace of fear.

Now he is sure that if Zhou Nanchen appeared two seconds later, he would have jumped off.

"Hey!"

When Zhou Nanchen called him for the first time, Zhang Qing didn't look back, maybe he didn't react, after all he didn't call "Hello".

"Hey! The one who is going to jump off the building!" The voice behind shouted again.

This time the direction in the sentence is more clear, the roof is only so big, he should be the only one who wants to jump off the building.

Zhang Qing had no choice but to turn his head reluctantly, and saw a boy dressed as a waiter standing not far behind him.

Seeing him turn his head back, the boy immediately walked towards him.

"Don't come here!" Zhang Qing shouted subconsciously, not realizing that he had used a vulgar line like a TV series, "If you get close to me again-"

"Just jump down, right?" The boy stopped moving forward and continued walking, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender, "It's okay, I didn't stop you from jumping off the building, but I just wanted to ask you if you could change to something else. building?"

"What?" Zhang Qing was a little silly.

"I work here." The boy pointed behind him, "The fast food restaurant on the eighth floor."

"Oh." Zhang Qing said.

"If you jump from here, our restaurant business will definitely be gone. If you really want to jump off the building, can you change to another building?" The boy patiently explained.

Zhang Qing was stunned for another two seconds, then anger suddenly filled his chest, "You are fucking sick!"

"I'm sick?" The boy pointed to himself and then to him, "You ran to the roof and jumped off the building in the rain at night, which one of us is sicker?"

"Do you think any building can get on the roof?" Zhang Qing was so angry that he yelled at him, "This is the only shopping mall that can fucking get on the roof! I'm going to fucking die here today!"

"You have done a special investigation." The boy was not angry, and his tone was still very normal, "Then you shouldn't jump, you will definitely be blocked if you jump this time. If you want to jump off a building, won’t you have nowhere to die?”

"What?" Zhang Qing felt that this person was simply unreasonable.

"No, don't jump, I have something to ask you." The boy took two steps forward.

"Ah?" Zhang Qing felt that all his patience in this life was reserved for this inexplicable boy.

"I want to know, are you this person?" The boy lowered his head and fiddled with his phone for a while, turning the screen of the phone to him.

"What the hell?" The light on the phone screen flickered several times in the dark night, but it was too far away to see anything.

"It's this person, did you see it?" The boy took a few steps forward, "Is this you?"

"I can't see!" Zhang Qing roared irritably.

"Hey, are you short-sighted?" The boy complained, walked a few steps forward, walked up to him, and held up his mobile phone under the platform, "Did you see it?"

Zhang Qing frowned and glanced at the phone screen, then froze.

"Qingmo, the CV of Fanyin studio, are you Qingmo?" the boy said firmly, without even giving him any chance to deny it, "I'm a painter in the same studio as you, Achen."

What the boy showed him was not a photo or a picture, but a friend list on QQ.

Just when Zhang Qing was shocked by this sudden "face base", suddenly, his arm was grabbed.

"Fuck!" Zhang Qing's center of gravity was unsteady, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell down a lot. Fortunately, he reacted in time, one hand grabbed the barbed wire next to him, and the other hand was caught by the boy. Hold on tight.

"Don't move!" the boy shouted, "I'll pull you up!"

"Damn it! You're sick!" Zhang Qing said with all his strength.

"Come up!" The boy pulled Zhang Qing up a lot with only one arm.Zhang Qing quickly used his other hand, and he jumped over the barbed wire, hugging the boy and flinging on the rooftop.

It was still raining, and the roof was full of puddles. With such a rush, the clothes of the two of them were completely covered with muddy water.

For 2 minutes, no one spoke, and the lingering panting sounded one after another.

"You... are sick!" Zhang Qing was the first to slow down, and punched the boy on the shoulder hard, "You dare to reach out and grab it! What if I fall!"

"Didn't you always want to jump off the building?" the boy gasped, "What's so scary about falling?"

Choking, Zhang Qing pushed him away, patted his clothes and stood up, only then did he realize that his legs were shaking non-stop.

"Are you really Ah Chen?" After a long while, he said such a sentence.

Although he didn't say a few words, Zhang Qing remembered this person and added him as a friend.

"Yeah." The boy finally smiled, "Hello, my name is Zhou Nanchen."

A fleeting smile quickly appeared on the corner of Zhang Qing's lips, he took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

Today's sky is very blue, clear sky, not even a cloud in the blue sky.

"The actor is getting ready to put on makeup!" Li Fan's voice came through the loudspeaker, "Hurry up, hurry up, get ready!"

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang?"

A make-up artist with a cropped cut called Zhang Qing twice before the latter came back to his senses, "Hey, I'm sorry."

"Make up, the shooting will start in a while." Cun Tou smiled a little shyly, which didn't match his street gangster-like hairstyle.

"Okay." Zhang Qing was a little nervous when he stood up. He reached out and touched the back of the chair before carefully sitting down and letting Cun Tou put on makeup for himself.

It's not Zhou Nanchen.Zhang Qing couldn't help turning his head to look around. Zhou Nanchen was putting on makeup for Chen Lou not far away.

That's right, it's not hard to see from the pile of clothing design drawings he kept, that he should be mainly in charge of Chen Lou.

Zhou Nanchen is also the backbone of the crew, it is impossible for him to give up his job to take care of himself. Zhang Qing sighed in his heart, feeling that the anxiety from yesterday when he first came to the set came back again.

"Brother Zhang, close your eyes."

"Ah good."