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At four o'clock in the morning, Shanghai, the sky is still dark.

Yan Mingyang drove hundreds of kilometers alone and just returned home.He wasn't sleepy at all, and he was as lucid as a sharpening filter.

He hadn't had a night like this in years.From night to dawn, there is no trace of sleepiness in the race against time.

When leaving the hotel in Qishi, Yan Mingyang went to the front desk to ask.

He only said if he had seen a very beautiful young man, and the front desk lady blushed immediately.

Due to Yan Mingyang's special status, the front desk lady hesitated for a long time and still confessed honestly, saying that she met Teacher Shen Zui.

Teacher Shen Zui booked a private room and rented a car, it seems that he plans to go to the mountains tomorrow.

...in the mountains?

There are no relatives and friends left in intoxication, and perhaps there never was.Yan Mingyang came to his senses after thinking about it for a while, most likely he went back to visit grandma's grave when he was intoxicated.

He didn't even mention it to me.

It never occurred to him to tell me, let alone take me.

Being played by intoxication and thrown off - until now, this thing has become a bit real.

Yan Mingyang held the lever in one hand, groaning silently.He closed his eyes, hiding the uncontrollable gloom.

"Mr. Yan?" The front desk lady was very nervous.

Yan Mingyang's Adam's apple moved slightly, his voice was low and hoarse, and he opened his lips a few times before making a sound, "Don't tell him that I came to ask."

The return trip was different from the outbound trip, the co-pilot was not intoxicated.

The car was so irritatingly quiet that Yan Mingyang turned on the radio.He doesn't like to watch social news. These useless information are often loud, superficial and noisy, and he gets a headache when he hears them.

After changing several programs, Yan Mingyang inadvertently transferred to a movie review column, which was discussing this year's Lunar New Year movie.

"...In general, despite the high score of "Spring Rest", I still prefer "Out of Temperature"," said a guest.

Another guest laughed and continued, "You just like to get drunk!"

"Any veteran movie fan, more or less has a filter for intoxication." The guest said with emotion, "He in "Tassel" is... a thousand years at a glance."

"Indulgence is not just about beauty. His role back then was actually very complicated and difficult to interpret."

"Indeed." The second guest continued, "Shen Zui seems to have always been very good at playing marginal characters, and they are marginal characters in a highly grounded environment."

...

Yan Mingyang listened calmly, but his heart was surging like an undercurrent under a calm sea.

He had seen "Tassel", and he knew why Shen Zui could act so well when he was 15 years old.

Even if he didn't know it at first glance, now Yan Mingyang understands it.

15-year-old Shen Xiaotu doesn't know much about movies, and even fewer skills.He is indeed talented, but more importantly, he shows his true feelings.

Xiaotu's loneliness, tragic expectation, pity and stubbornness in "Tassel"... Yan Mingyang didn't dare to think about how he interpreted it.

Yan Mingyang felt that his throat was dry and his eyes were sore and swollen.He parked in the service area ahead and it would be four o'clock in the morning.

In the late night service area, there are only dazzling white lights, and there are few people in the secluded area.

Yan Mingyang rolled down the window.The road not far away stretches forward, sinking into the darkness under the sky.The air was cold, with the temperature of ice.

Little Tu used to love me very much.

At the very least, he relies on me.

Yan Mingyang doesn't want to indulge in past mistakes and confession, because it doesn't help.He got out of the car and took a few breaths of fresh air as sharp as ice skates, and suddenly thought: I don't know if the little tu has blocked me.

Yan Mingyang clicked on the profile picture of intoxication in WeChat, and unexpectedly found that he could still see the complete circle of friends.

Not only that, but the intoxication on New Year's Eve also posted a new update.

"I don't care, anyway, next year is the year of the dodder."

Below are some likes from mutual friends of Yan Mingyang and Shen Zui.

Shen Zui also replied to Sang Lili's comment wishing him a happy new year.

Yan Mingyang leaned against the car door, his shadow hanging from each other, the cold wind blowing from the unshaded wilderness.

It seems that Shen Zui is in a good mood, and his state is not affected at all.

Yan Mingyang gave a thumbs up, then got in the car and left.

Shen Zui can't wait to head towards the "New Year".He is saying goodbye to the past.

Yan Mingyang has a ruthless personality, but pays great attention to cost performance. He doesn't like to use extreme means to solve problems.

But the little rabbit ran too fast.

Shen Zui remembers the road leading to his hometown mountain village very well.

The middle of this section of the road is the most difficult to drive, and it is a narrow winding mountain road.In the humid season, it is foggy all the year round.

But after driving through this section of the mountain road, there is a mountain basin inside, which is fertile and flat and rich in products.

Shen Zui parked the car on the side of the road out of the way, put on a black mask and hiked up the hill next to the village.

This was the last batch of burials in the village, and Shen Zui soon went to grandma's tomb.He found that most of the other tombstones here are different from those two years ago, obviously they have been repaired collectively, only grandma's tomb is still desolate.

This is the place where Shen Zui grew up since he was a child, and it is the place he is most familiar with.He has been here six times out of ten dreams.

"Grandma, I'm sorry." Shen Zui knelt down in front of the grave and licked three heads, his eyeballs were swollen and hot, "Little Tu didn't come back last year."

"The past two years...Little Tu has been very good." Shen Zui straightened up on his knees, with a convincing smile on his face, "It should be even better next year."

Shen Zui didn't go to see the abandoned ancestral house where he used to live.It doesn't belong to him, and he never goes there.

He drove into the mountain for most of the morning, but after sweeping the tomb, he didn't even buy any saliva, and left hungry.

It was nearly evening when we returned to Qi City.Shen Zui had estimated the time in advance, and had to stay in the hotel tonight.

He booked a ticket back to Shanghai and planned to leave early tomorrow morning.

What Shen Zui was eager to do was not to leave Qi City, but to move the luggage away from Yan Mingyang.

He longs for freedom, longs for true liberation after all these years.

He didn't sleep the whole New Year's Eve, and Yan Mingyang still didn't catch up on the first day of the new year.

He carefully arranged the apartment across the door, taking away all the "dangerous items" in it, and replacing them with various things that he thought Xiaotu would like.

Due to the sudden incident, Yan Mingyang couldn't prepare perfectly.But by eight o'clock in the evening on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the house was already a golden cage that could obtain a certificate.

Yan Mingyang locked the door from the outside, walked into the apartment where he and Shen Zui lived together, and returned to the "golden silk cage" through the secret door.

The room type of the "Golden Cage" is different from that on the opposite side. It has a huge living room and 180-degree floor-to-ceiling windows.

This place can not only watch movies, but also play games, Xiaotu will definitely like it.

Yan Mingyang sat down on the low-legged sofa in the living room, feeling uneasy but determined.

Every second after setting up the "golden cage" was a torment for Yan Mingyang.He anxiously waited for the surveillance to respond, but he didn't know when the intoxication would come.

It could be the next second, or it could be the next month.

Yan Mingyang's body was already highly overdrawn, but he was so nervous that he couldn't fall asleep.He searched the Internet for reports related to "Insufficiency of Temperature", and found that the public opinion situation was quite good.

Yan Mingyang hurriedly checked his work mailbox.Although he was on vacation during the Chinese New Year, there were employees from all departments of the company staying behind. At this moment, the first wave of data for "Lost Temperature" must have been calculated overtime.

The reason why Yan Mingyang is an extraordinary investor is that he is sensitive to data, but never sticks to it.

He is good at grasping market trends, just as he is good at trying to figure out people's hearts and flatter him.

Yan Mingyang carefully reviewed the first edition of the data analysis and forecast report of "Insufficiency of Temperature", feeling an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

Yan Mingyang could hardly recall the last time he was so excited, it must have been a long time ago.At that time, he started from scratch with the savings from his student days and won the first pot of gold in his life.

Today's Yan Mingyang has not known how many times he has succeeded, and what makes him feel excited is not how much money he can earn from "Lose Temperature", but the intoxication.

Yan Mingyang has voted in many movies and TV shows, and has collaborated with Pei Yan many times.He has a keen sense of smell, and sees problems deeply and thoroughly—unless the laws of the industry fail, the intoxication will inevitably catch fire this time.

The staff has dutifully included a number of representative reviews and articles in the report on Lost Temperature.

When he read the fifth film review, Yan Mingyang suddenly remembered the half hour he was late.

At the premiere, Yan Mingyang entered the arena half an hour late, and he didn't seem to be paying attention.At that time, he was going to catch rabbits, drunk and angry.

Looking at these movie reviews full of praise for Shen Zui, Yan Mingyang's heart gradually became dull.He has an uncomfortable feeling of being robbed of his own things.

I can also write movie reviews for Shen Zui.

When I was in elementary school, I won the first prize in the composition competition in the district.

Yan Mingyang seems easy-going, but in fact he is not willing to admit defeat by nature and is competitive.He feels that intoxication is his own, and he must overwhelm others in all matters related to intoxication.

Before going to bed, Yan Mingyang bought tickets for the movie "Insufficiency" at the door of his house the next day, planning to start writing after watching it, just to pass the time of waiting for intoxication.

That night, Yan Mingyang slept on the sofa.He was tired but anxious, and he fell asleep slowly when his consciousness couldn't hold on.

The next day, Yan Mingyang rarely heard the alarm clock.When he woke up, it was already 09:30 in the morning.

Yan Mingyang got up from the sofa and had a simple brunch after washing up.During the meal, he habitually clicked on his work mailbox, only to find that the second edition of the report of "Insufficiency of Temperature" had been sent again.

The new data was not far from what Yan Mingyang had estimated. He had a quick glance at it, and he knew it well.

At the end of the second edition of the report, the staff suggested rationally:

Compared with other works of the same type, the weakness of "Lose Temperature" is that Shen Zui's own marketing is too little, so it has not completely broken the circle, and there is still room for improvement in the commercial benefits it brings.

Yan Mingyang didn't pay much attention to this reminder.He didn't point to Shen Zui to make big money, nor did he intend to treat Shen Zui as a model worker.

What's more, in Yan Mingyang's plan, Shen Zui may not be able to show up for a while.

As for how long this "period of time" is... Yan Mingyang didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

After brunch, Yan Mingyang glanced at the time, and it was time to go out to watch "Out of Temperature" later.

He packed the dishes into the dishwasher, and was just about to go into the cloakroom to change into decent clothes when he heard the doorbell ring.

Few people come to this residence, and those who don't say hello can't even enter the gate of the community.

Yan Mingyang is dissatisfied with being interrupted.He walked to the door suspiciously, and heard the doorbell rang again.

Yan Mingyang cut open the small partition and approached the cat.

I saw a young man standing outside the door with a calm and thoughtful face.

Yan Mingyang's eyes widened instantly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

The intoxication outside the door seemed to be felt.He turned his head at will, and his indifferent eyes seemed to fall on Yan Mingyang's eyes through the cat's eyes.