half blind

Until Zhang Qing got off the Ferris wheel, walked out of the amusement park, and got in Zhou Nanchen's car, he still felt a little dazed.

But the walnut flower that Zhou Nanchen gave him was in his pocket, and it felt heavy to the touch, reminding him that everything just now was not a dream.

"I'll find someone to make a hole and wear a chain as a necklace." Zhang Qing announced.

Zhou Nanchen, who was driving the car, took a quick look at Zhang Qing, as if a little surprised, "Do you want to wear it?"

"Ah, what's the matter?" Zhang Qing was a little amused, "Afraid I might lose it for you?"

"No, I just feel pretty..." Zhou Nanchen said, "You said that you are a big star, and people in street photography wear gold and silver. When it comes to you, you have a walnut around your neck, how shabby it is."

Zhang Qing couldn't hold back his joy for a long time, "It's poor, it's called art, how can it be compared to a local tyrant wearing gold and silver? Let me tell you, with the level of craftsmanship you carved, the market price of 10,000+ is not a problem."

"Stop blowing it." Zhou Nanchen laughed, his brows and eyes curved.

"I really didn't brag, micro-carving, micro-carving!" A sense of pride welled up in Zhang Qing's heart, "Nowadays, in this impetuous society, how many people still have the patience to do micro-carving!"

The more I talk, the more awesome I feel, and the more I talk, the more I can't put it down.Zhang Qing couldn't help holding the walnut flower in his hand, rubbing the polished and smooth edge repeatedly.

"I'll go back and help you put on the chain." Zhou Nanchen said, "If I had known this, I would have put it on before sending it off."

"Brother, don't take yourself too seriously, okay?" Zhang Qing laughed, "You only have one hand now, and you can still do such delicate work as wearing a chain?"

"If you lend me a hand, I can do it."

"Hey? Do you love the gift you gave me, and I have to help make it?"

"That's right." Zhou Nanchen said solemnly, "Who told me that I was injured to save you."

Zhang Qing looked him up and down, "Zhou Nanchen, I found out that I haven't seen you for a few years, you are so thick-skinned, isn't it?"

Zhou Nanchen laughed for a while, and his low voice filled the space in the car.

The speed of the car was not fast or slow, and it was driving at a constant speed on the road.Zhang Qing rolled down the car window, enjoying the comfort of the warm wind blowing on his face.The blurry scenery passed quickly from the corner of his eyes, and Zhang Qing suddenly had a desire to stop time at this moment.

"The crew is going to change the studio next week." Zhou Nanchen slowed down the speed of the car and said.

"Well, the filming here is almost finished." Zhang Qing responded, "It seems that there is still controversy about where to change the filming location, and it has not been decided yet."

"I listened carefully when Li Fan was discussing with the prop setting team." Zhou Nanchen said, "They said they wanted to find a scene in the old northern city to film Xu Xiaoxiao's family scenes."

"It shouldn't be hard to find." Zhang Qing thought for a while, "There are more old towns in the north."

The familiar old neighborhood appeared in front of him, Zhou Nanchen stopped the car in front of the building, Zhang Qing opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as I stood firm, I heard a sound of arguing like a quarrel not far away. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they seemed to be very excited, like two women.

"What's the matter over there?" Zhang Qing's ears have become extra sharp since his eyes were not working well.

Zhou Nanchen also got out of the car, locked the car, looked in the direction of the sound, and was stunned for a moment, "The proprietress of the small supermarket seems to have quarreled with someone."

Zhang Qing let out a "Huh", "I remember you said that the lady boss is very nice."

"It's pretty good. I haven't seen her quarreling with anyone." Zhou Nanchen asked, "Would you like to see her?"

"Forget it, it's mostly family affairs." Zhang Qing said.

However, just as Zhang Qing finished speaking, the woman who was arguing with the proprietress suddenly raised her voice.

"The one in the photo has appeared near here! I'm absolutely right, it's your community! He must live in this area!"

Then came the impatient voice of the proprietress: "How many times do you want me to tell you, I haven't seen it or not! This area is an old and run-down neighborhood, so there are no star actors! If you want to ask you, ask someone else, I said I have not seen!"

"Isn't your daughter a fan of him? I've seen the posters in your store!" the woman begged, "You must know him, he lives near your area, you must have seen him!"

Zhou Nanchen frowned, alarm bells ringing in his heart.Could this be the legendary illegitimate meal?But looking at that messy woman, she must be 40 years old, and now there are older women who are illegitimate?

"Let's go." Zhou Nanchen pulled Zhang Qing's arm, wanting to take him away as soon as possible, but Zhang Qing stood there without moving.

"You're such a mess, I'm going to call the police!" the proprietress said angrily.

The woman grabbed the proprietress's arm, "I beg you, if you have seen him, you must tell me, I have been looking for him for several years, I—"

It was probably because Zhang Qing and the others stood there for too long, and they looked at the canteen without hesitation. The proprietress was stunned and found them.

"Achen? And you are..." The proprietress looked at Zhang Qing in surprise and said nothing.

The woman who was arguing with the proprietress also turned her head immediately, covered her mouth when she saw Zhang Qing, and walked quickly in front of him.

"Zhang Qing, is that you? Is it really you?"

Zhang Qing just looked at her, and didn't respond to her grabbing his hand.

It was the first time Zhou Nanchen saw Zhang Qing's eyes like this, and he couldn't describe it for a moment.

It looks like indifference, but it is more ruthless than indifference, as if there is no emotional ups and downs towards the person in front of him, not even the slightest negative emotions such as disgust and hatred.

"It's really you." The woman approached him, scrutinized his face carefully, as if she was crying with joy, "It really pays off, I actually found you."

As she said that, the woman leaned forward and stretched out her arms as if she wanted to give Zhang Qing a hug, but was avoided by the latter's light movement.

"Mom." Zhang Qing called softly, "Don't do this."

Zhou Nanchen was taken aback, and immediately looked at her.

He only met Zhang Qing's parents once, seven years later, and he didn't recognize them at first glance.But upon careful observation, it does look somewhat familiar, but it is much older than the impression it was seven years ago.

Zhang Qing's mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if she wanted to force herself to smile, "Do you live here now? Mom has a lot to tell you, how about I go to your place first..."

"This is not my house, it's my boyfriend's." Zhang Qing interrupted him, "Let's talk here if you have anything to say."

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Qing's mother stiffen up after hearing the word "boyfriend".

"Can't I come to you because I'm fine?" Zhang Qing's mother's voice dropped, "We haven't seen each other for seven years, do I have to ask for a smile? I thought you would A little more sensible than before, but in the end you still—"

"Is it my fault that we haven't seen each other for seven years?" Zhang Qing raised his voice, "I'm a senior in high school. Have you come to look for me after all these years? Have you ever thought of looking for me?"

Zhang Qing's mother's face became ugly, but she forcibly suppressed her emotions, "I didn't come to you to quarrel with you!"

Zhang Qing glanced at the proprietress of the commissary who was looking this way curiously, grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her downstairs to Zhou Nanchen's house.

"Then what are you here for?" Zhang Qing said coldly, "It's not easy to come here after running so far from Huaishui. If you have something to say, hurry up and let us both relax."

Mom stared at Zhang Qing first, then her eyes turned red, and tears fell straight down, "Am I just like a beggar on the street in your eyes now? No matter how you say it, I gave birth to you and raised you for more than ten years , Why do you deserve to be so miserable? I have not had your phone number or address for so many years, and I finally found your email address along the Internet. You don't want to care about your mother's life, do you?"

Zhang Qing looked at her in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, "What are you talking about? Can you stop being such a nonsense in the street?"

"Stupid?" Mom raised her voice, "So you still think I'm messing around? When you ran away from home and left me and your father without even looking back, why didn't you think you were messing around?"

"Auntie." Zhou Nanchen interrupted the quarrel between the two at the right time, and said calmly, "It's not convenient to talk here, in case anyone notices, just take a video and post it on the Internet. The influence is not good. My house is on the fourth floor, let's go up and talk."

"Who are you?" Mom immediately pointed the finger at Zhou Nanchen, "I tell you, if you want to lie to my son—"

"Auntie." Zhou Nanchen interrupted Zhang's mother and explained patiently, "You may not recognize me anymore, I am Zhou Nanchen."

Zhang's mother opened her mouth wide in surprise. This name seemed to have a stronger impact on her than the "boyfriend" just now.Zhou Nanchen ignored her and went straight to open the corridor door.

Walking in the door, Van Gogh was not at home, and he slipped away somewhere to play.Zhou Nanchen simply tidied up the clean coffee table and sofa, made a pot of tea, and gave Zhang Qing and Zhang's mother a cup each.

But neither of them wanted to drink tea.

I don't know if it was because of the change of environment, the tense atmosphere just now couldn't last, and it became a kind of embarrassment that was almost frozen and filled the air.

"How have you been recently?" Zhang's mother spoke first.

"It's pretty good, don't worry about it." Zhang Qing twitched the corners of his mouth.

Zhang's mother didn't speak for a long time, and after a long while, she sighed and buried her face in her palm, "I'm sorry, Mom shouldn't have talked to you like that just now, don't be angry with Mom."

Zhang Qing was taken aback, and looked at his mother in surprise.In his memory, he had never heard his mother apologize to him since he was a child.

At home, it has become a kind of unwritten rule that the father scolds the mother, and the mother scolds herself.If she and her father were the ones who could apologize, the conflict back then would not have fermented into what it is now.

But what's the use of apologizing to him now?

Zhang Qing had mixed feelings in his heart.

"After you graduated from university, there was no news, your mobile phone number changed, and you didn't leave any contact information. I couldn't find you anywhere." Zhang's mother said, "I didn't know until later that you really went to be a You are now an actor, and you have acted in many TV series. I searched a lot of news, and asked my friend’s daughter to help me search for your photos. After a lot of effort, I found out that you are now filming in Liancheng. Later, the girl gave me a photo Photos, what kind of street photos..."

"Street shooting." Zhou Nanchen interrupted.

"Ah, yes, in the photos taken on the street, she said that the scenery she took looked like several old residential areas here, so I took the train and rushed over, holding the photos and looking for them one by one." Zhang's mother sighed, "But fortunately, I finally found you."

Zhang Qing frowned, his mother's rhetoric was as if she was a loving mother and there was nothing wrong with it, while he, Zhang Qing, was a ruthless and unfilial son.

He really wanted to say that if you really cared about me so much, why didn't you look for him when he was still in school, instead you came to talk about the mother-child relationship now?

But because Zhou Nanchen was present, he gritted his teeth and held back.

"Well, I'm filming here, in the film and television city in the western suburbs." Zhang Qing said in a low voice, and looked up at her, "You want to find me so much, what's the matter?"

Zhang's mother opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but finally gave up, "I just want to see how you are doing."

"I'm fine." Zhang Qing played with the handle of the cup on the table, but he didn't intend to pick it up to drink, "Don't make a sudden attack like this next time, the nature of my job is... still inconvenient. If you want to come to me, you can come here after I finish work or go to the film and television city—”

"No need, I'll go back to Huaishui tomorrow." Zhang's mother interrupted him, "I've already bought the ticket, I thought I wouldn't look for it if I couldn't find it, but I didn't expect to be so lucky in the end."

"Oh." Zhang Qing responded, "Then I'll leave you a call."

Zhang Qing declared his personal mobile phone, and Zhang's mother quickly wrote it down.

"Then I'll go back first." After writing down the number, Zhang's mother hurriedly stood up from the sofa.

"Just left?" Zhou Nanchen was a little surprised. In his opinion, Zhang's mother tried her best to find it but didn't say anything useful.

"Well, I...I have to go back to rest early, or I won't be able to catch the train tomorrow." Mother Zhang squeezed out a smile, turned and walked towards the entrance.

"Wait." Zhang Qing opened his mouth, "Is the bank card you often use the same as before?"

Mother Zhang's footsteps paused, "Yes, x will do."

Zhang Qing nodded, "I'll send you some money later."

Zhang's mother didn't say anything this time, she just squeezed out a stiff smile at Zhang Qing, opened the door and left in a hurry.

Zhang Qing was still sitting on the sofa without moving, so Zhou Nanchen took the initiative to walk over and sit beside him.

Zhang Qing didn't speak, just took out his mobile phone, clicked on the online banking APP, and swipe at the bottom of the contact list for a long time, and found a card of x line.

Zhou Nanchen noticed that Zhang Qing swiped [-] at once.

"One hundred thousand?" Zhou Nanchen was a little surprised. Although Zhang Qing's income was acceptable, it was far from the point where he would give out one hundred thousand without blinking an eye.

"What do you think she made so much effort to come here to find me? She really came here to reminisce about the old days?" Zhang Qing laughed dryly, "If she had that kind of heart, she wouldn't have waited until now."

Zhou Nanchen frowned.

"She came to ask for money, but she couldn't bear to talk about it with her son whom she hadn't seen for several years." Zhang Qing put down the phone and stared at the corner of the table, "It took so much effort to make her cornered. Finding me is definitely not a trivial matter. It stands to reason that with the savings of her and my father, even if she is cheated out of 20 to [-] yuan, it will not affect her life. There must be something wrong with her, but she just refuses to tell me .”

"Do you want to ask?" Zhou Nanchen whispered.

"Even if I don't ask, I can find someone to check for me, but..." Zhang Qing leaned back tiredly, leaning on the sofa cushions, "I don't really want to know. No matter what happened, 10 yuan The money should be enough for her to last for a while. I still have a movie in hand, and I don’t want to affect my acting status because of these things. What exactly happened, I will ask after I finish filming the movie.”

Zhou Nanchen nodded.

Then Zhang Qing put his eyes on Zhou Nanchen, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "My mother said that she sent me an email before, but I didn't see it when I checked my inbox later."

Zhou Nanchen didn't speak, avoiding Zhang Qing's gaze.

"Duanmurou usually doesn't delete my emails." Zhang Qing continued, "Have you seen the emails she sent?"

However, Zhou Nanchen still didn't make a sound. His reaction made Zhang Qing suddenly feel an unknown fire welling up in his chest.

"Did you see it? When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought it was a harassing email." Zhou Nanchen said in a low voice, "So I deleted it."

"No, why didn't you delete the other harassing emails in your inbox?" Zhang Qing asked, "If you want to clean it up, you should delete the others too, right? Why did you delete this one?"

Zhou Nanchen opened his mouth, "I..."

Zhang Qing let out a long sigh, sat down on the sofa slumpedly, and murmured: "You are like this every time, every time."

The image of Zhou Nanchen pushing him away and being hit by the billboard reappeared in front of his eyes again. At this moment, he couldn't control his emotions.

"You used to be like this. You don't tell me anything. I don't know anything! Zhou Nanchen, what am I yours? Is it your pet? In your eyes, I don't need to have my own thoughts at all. Just listen to what you have to say, right?"

Zhou Nanchen panicked, and immediately stood up from the sofa to grab Zhang Qing's hand, "That's not the case, I—"

Zhang Qing withdrew his hand all of a sudden, and looked at Zhou Nanchen with disappointment in his eyes, "Don't you think I have the right to know about my family's affairs? How should I deal with this kind of thing? How do you solve it? Don't you think you should discuss it with me? You want to bear it alone, can you bear it? You bear it until your arm is broken, next time you will risk your life too?"

"Zhang Qing, I—"

"Don't you think you are like my parents?" Zhang Qing's voice was trembling, "Don't tell me anything in the name of my own good, and make decisions for me, do you think such feelings Is it really called love?"

Zhang Qing closed his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and then spoke again, "Zhou Nanchen, you are no longer my boyfriend. You don't need to be like this, really."

Zhou Nanchen's pupils dilated instantly.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Qing was no longer in the living room.Only when the loud closing sound came, did he realize that Zhang Qing had locked himself in the room.

At this moment, Zhou Nanchen realized that he was too naive.

Time cannot dissolve everything, and no amount of time can erase the entangled knots and contradictions between them.

And compared with those thorny knots between them, a kiss is meaningless at all.