Yanyun Fengyue

"Huai Yan! Huai Yan! How are you?" Liang Wenmo saw that Huai Yan's shirt had been torn, but his underpants were still intact, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around him, When he touched his skin, he felt shockingly hot, and Liang Wenmo's heart was also aroused with lust. He tried hard not to look at that haunting and blurred face, but his breathing became heavy.

"Wen Mo... don't touch me yet..." Huai Yan's face was covered with that abnormal rose-like red, and his temples were bruised and purple from being hit by a fist. There were two hot tears in his eyes, and he felt like It was like being eaten by ants, especially the indescribable parts. Liang Wenmo's hand touched his body lightly, which aroused the trembling of every cell in his body.

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault!" Liang Wenmo walked away from him helplessly, and also shed tears.

Huai Yan struggled to stand up, leaned over the washstand, turned on the coldest water, put his head under the faucet and rinsed violently, "Wenmo, please open the window."

"Huai Yan! You're going to catch a cold!" Liang Wenmo wanted to rush over to hug him and relieve him, but he suppressed it again.

"I beg you...Wen Mo..." Huai Yan was already angry, and an invisible hook stretched out from his tail, hooking Liang Wenmo's heart at once.

"Okay, okay." Liang Wenmo had no choice but to go and open the window wide, the cold winter wind poured in all of a sudden, piercing Huai Yan's body mercilessly, he kept shivering, his face was as white as paper, and his hair was silky in a short while. There are also strips of icicles on the ground.

It was zero o'clock at this time, and the fireworks on the other side of the Jiqing Sea were in full bloom. The orange red and orange luster lit up the sky, and the sparks fell and extinguished after blooming.

For Huai Yan, this was a wonderful day. Finally, he had a stable income, a career to fight for, no need to go hungry and cold, and an unforgettable experience in the military camp.

But everything that happened just now made him feel powerless and hesitant like never before, as well as disgust and sadness from the bottom of his heart.

The strange feeling on his body was subsided by the cold wind and ice water, and Huai Yan also calmed down. He turned off the tap, put on the clothes Liang Wenmo handed over, turned around and said, "Let's go."

Liang Wenmo saw that his eyes were extremely calm, but his heart became uneasy. He didn't know how much Liang Wenzhe's words had been heard by Huai Yan just now, and what he was like when he heard it, and whether his impression of himself would be greatly reduced...

Considering that there was someone who prescribed medicine for Liang Wenzhe in the hotel, the two changed places to stay. This is also a high-end hotel. Liang Wenmo chose the most comfortable and expensive suite, Huai Yan went to take a hot bath, and when he came out, Liang Wenmo Wen Mo didn't sleep either, the room was full of smoke, and at this moment he had used up all the shredded tobacco, and he was only caressing the smooth pipe in his hand.

Huai Yan sat down on the sofa, and Liang Wenmo whispered again: "I'm sorry."

"Wen Mo, it has nothing to do with you..." Huai Yan smiled wryly, his eyes used to be full of stars, but now they are as dim as a frozen pool of ice, "Are actors really just for people to have fun?"

Liang Wenmo knew that Liang Wenzhe's words hurt Huai Yan's self-esteem just now. He bit his lip and thought for a long time before he said, "Frankly speaking, in this circle, the so-called birth of art is actually just an exchange of value, or with money... or Use...the body. This is an unwritten rule, and this kind of thing is considered normal."

"I understand. If you can't abide by such rules, you can't survive in it." Huai Yan nodded, "But if an actor doesn't respect himself, how can he get the respect of others?"

Liang Wenmo had heard the meaning behind his words, he hastily grabbed his arm and said: "Huai Yan, what happened today was just an accident, my brother is not an insider... Although what you said just now is a knot, but with me here, you You don't have to follow the rules, you just need to speak with your strength... In "Wind Shadow" and "Browning's Love", there is actually no..."

"But I can also see a piece of it..." Huai Yan gently pulled out his hand, "With you here, I don't have to follow the rules... Isn't this another invisible rule? It was Mr. Liang who replaced it." Your appreciation for me, or the friendship between us."

Liang Wenmo marveled at his clear logic at first, and then he couldn't help feeling a little sullen, "Huai Yan, I have always liked your clarity, but you are sometimes too naive—in this society, where is there no such replacement? It's just It will be magnified in the literary and art circles, if you can’t adapt to anything, then you can only go back to the Nancheng Hutong to work hard!”

What Liang Wenmo said was actually very hurtful, but Huai Yan was not angry, "Wenmo, I have read "Das Kapital", and I naturally know that my own value is what I want to exchange for salary, but I hope that my value lies in self-cultivation, in Skills lie in the ability to solidly produce works...not some other things, if people can only survive by adapting to these, isn't this rule wrong?"

"So, what can you do to change? Society is like this, natural selection, survival of the fittest! I think not adapting itself is a lack of ability."

"Maybe. Maybe I'm really a weakling."

Liang Wenmo saw that he responded calmly, but his arrogance lowered instead. Seeing that his face was still wounded, and he had just experienced such a thing on New Year's Eve, he also regretted that he spoke impulsively, "I didn't mean that... Huai Yan , you can be appreciated by me and recognized by the audience. It is a kind of ability. There are tens of thousands of actors in Yanyun City, and there are not many who can be photographed by me, Liang Wenmo... Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Huai Yan smiled, "Everyone thinks differently, it's normal." He didn't want to discuss this any more, and remembered Liang Wenzhe's words when he left, so he couldn't help frowning, "After today, what should you brothers do?" How to do it?"

"I don't have a brother like him." Liang Wenmo made up his mind, even a man couldn't bear to touch the person he identified. Even if the other party was his brother, he was no longer afraid. In my eyes, with my writing talent, I can live well without the support of my family.

"Oh." Huai Yan sighed, turned around and lay down on the sofa, "It's already three o'clock, Wen Mo, go to bed."

"You go to bed and I'll sleep here."

Huai Yan insisted on refusing, so Liang Wenmo went to pick him up and put him on the big bed.The light was dim, and Huai Yan met his distressed eyes, and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he thought of Lu Jingyun, and his mood that had just calmed down became sour again. Captain Lu grew up in the military camp based on his strength. , Will he have the same opinion as himself?

I'm afraid it's hard to see each other again these days...

Huai Yan was tired, he thought in a daze, and when he woke up, it was already broad daylight, Liang Wenmo seemed to have stayed up all night, at this time he had asked the doorman to buy new clothes for Huai Yan, and he sat on the bed by himself. Breakfast on the sofa.

"Wen Mo, haven't you slept yet?" Huai Yan came over and sat down opposite him.

"No. Can't sleep." Liang Wenmo pointed to the table, "Hurry up and have some breakfast."

Originally, Liang Wenmo wanted to take Huaiyan on vacation these few days, but he was not in the mood for the time being. He planned to go back to the villa to get his own things, and then move out to live in another garden. However, when he swiped his card to check out in the hotel lobby, the waiter Says his credit card has been blocked.

Liang Wenmo was extremely embarrassed at the moment, but fortunately there was still some cash in Huai Yan's pocket, and the two of them pooled their money together, barely paying for the room and breakfast.

"Why did he freeze my account?!" The two walked along the coast of Jiqing, Liang Wenmo cursed angrily, "Are the banks all robbers? I'm going to the court to sue them!"

Huai Yan smiled and wrapped the scarf tightly, "Since your brother has done this, it means that he is not afraid of you suing. Wen Mo, this is an unreasonable rule."

"Okay, you are still mocking me now." Liang Wenmo also laughed angrily, "Forget it, Huai Yan, you go home first, I will go to the villa to see the situation, and then I will contact you."