Best Actor [Entertainment]

The corners of Fu Jingchen's lips tightened suddenly, his eyes were still cold, but in the depths of his pupils, there was a vague and unclear color floating.He looked at Chu Xun, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but in the end they all fell silent, and just said: "Be cautious when making boyfriends."

It's like a conscientious older brother who is worried about his younger brother's lifelong events.

A gust of wind blew in his chest, engulfing a tidal wave of emotions, flying into a turbid vortex.Chu Xun tightened his palms hard, and grabbed Wang Meng's bronzed forearm with a white mark, "Don't bother me," he almost gritted his teeth, and flames shot out from his eyes, wishing to trap Fu Jingchen to death in a sea of ​​flames, " I have learned enough lessons, so I will naturally be cautious!"

He spoke fiercely, but cold sweat oozes from the palm of his hand.Wang Meng turned to look at him, raised his other hand, gently stroked the back of Chu Xun's bruised hand, and said softly, "Ah Xun..."

Chu Xun's shoulder trembled slightly.The anger and hatred stuck in his chest, which was about to explode, seemed to touch a cooling switch, dragging him back from the brink of losing control.Chu Xun took a few breaths, and turned away first, "Let's go, Mengzi, come upstairs with me." He refused to look back, as if there was no one behind him.

Wang Meng turned to look at Fu Jingchen, and seeing that he hadn't spoken any more, he nodded and followed Chu Xun.

Back in the upstairs room, Chu Xun put the zongzi on the small coffee table in the living room, and then stood beside the coffee table, with his head half down, motionless, without speaking, as if he had lost his soul.

Wang Meng felt vaguely uneasy.He remembered the first time he met Chu Xun by the Xun River in Nancheng.At that time, Chu Xun was also so dazed and absent-minded. He was sitting alone on the pier, and the river was flooded to the bottom of his thigh by the high tide, but he didn't respond.Wang Meng was startled and hurried to drag him back.Afterwards, the two gradually became acquainted, and occasionally mentioning the scene that day, Chu Xun only said that he had forgotten the time of the river's ebb and flow.Wang Meng was willing to believe him, but deep down in his heart, there was always a hidden worry.

Wang Meng's thick eyebrows frowned into a tight knot.He was born clumsy and did not know how to comfort others.Chu Xun has always refused to tell him what is hidden in his heart.But his eyes are clear, and after watching today's scene, he can more or less guess something.He thought, maybe Chu Xun's reluctance to accept him was not just out of simple dislike.But his heart has long been occupied by another person.

Once doubt is generated, it is like a hard stone stuck in the chest, and it must be spit out to breathe smoothly.Wang Meng made up his mind and put one hand on Chu Xun's shoulder, "Ah Xun, there is something..."

Chu Xun raised his head in shock, saw that it was Wang Meng, smiled at him, and asked, "What?" His expression was calm and gentle, just like when he was in Nancheng, which was familiar to Wang Meng.But he was obviously smiling, but his thick black eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

Wang Meng's heart trembled, the words that had already come to his lips, he couldn't say any more, he shook his head, "...it's nothing." He also smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "Do you want to eat rice dumplings? I added enough meat filling, it's delicious. "

Chu Xun laughed along with him, and seemed to finally relax a bit, "Okay. I haven't had dinner yet. I'll go heat it up." The kitchenette in the suite is equipped with a microwave.Wang Meng took the zongzi first, "I'll come. Sit down and rest for a while."

He warmed up the rice dumplings quickly with his hands and feet, and returned to the living room, only to find Chu Xun drinking.There was a newly opened bottle of whiskey on the coffee table, and Chu Xun had already drank half of it.

Wang Meng walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to hold down the wine bottle, "A Xun, you can't drink wine like this!" Chu Xun has a good capacity for alcohol, but he has never been addicted.As soon as Fang met this time, Wang Meng smelled alcohol on Chu Xun's body.At first he just thought it was an illusion, but now it seems that there is nothing wrong with his feelings.

"Do you know that the way you drink can already be regarded as alcoholism!"

Wang Meng's eyebrows were thick and his eyes were erect, and when he lowered his face, his expression was rather severe.But Chu Xun never frightened him, and he just laughed when he was sternly reprimanded, "Just don't drink. What's the hurry." Released the wine bottle, pointed to the zongzi in Wang Meng's hand, "Can you eat it for me? It's almost time starving."

Wang Meng had nothing to do with him, sighed, peeled off a rice dumpling, and handed it to Chu Xun.

Chu Xun took it, bowed his head and concentrated on eating, his appetite seemed to be excellent.While eating, he praised Wang Meng's craftsmanship and diligence.

Wang Meng quietly let go of his heart and spared no time to focus on Chu Xun's face.After being separated for several months, he really missed this face and this person very much.Looking at it more, I feel extremely happy.

The atmosphere was quiet and warm for a while.The restlessness in Wang Meng's heart gradually calmed down.When he recovered from this obsession, he saw six or seven peeled zong leaves on the coffee table.Chu Xun, on the other hand, was still reaching for a new zongzi.

Wang Meng was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Chu Xun's hand, "Chu Xun! What's wrong with you? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

The zongzi made by Wang Meng are exquisite in shape, but they are full of weight.Glutinous rice is not easy to digest.These zongzi are his own, it would be good to eat three or four in one go.Not to mention Chu Xun?

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Meng sensed the seriousness of the situation, and held Chu Xun's palm tightly, "Ah Xun, tell me what's going on. Don't...don't be bored."

Chu Xun still just smiled, "What can be the matter? The filming went well. The friends here are also very good. I saw you again today. Very good."

"A Xun..."

"I'm going to the bathroom." Chu Xun interrupted Wang Meng, got up and went to the bathroom with a smile on his face.

After closing the bathroom door tightly, Chu Xun lifted the toilet lid and spit out all the food he had just eaten.Spit until there is only wine left.Chu Xun's legs and feet were sore, he sat on the ground for a while, and stood up with the sink.

Turn on the faucet and bury your face under the running water.Cold water rushed over his face.After his skin became numb in the water, Chu Xun slowly raised his head.

In the clear and bright glass mirror, Chu Xun's drenched face was pale and cold, and the scar on his left face was as ugly as a disgusting reptile.

Chu Xun smiled softly, and slowly stroked the scar on his face with his fingers, "Are you seven or eight..." While laughing, he murmured repeatedly as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Whether it is seven years old or eight years old, the boy named Fu Jingchen's father was conceived before he and Fu Jingchen broke up.

He always thought that even if he was not as good as Xue Rui and was not Fu Jingchen's ideal partner, at least for the first year they were together, Fu Jingchen had him in his heart.Who would have thought that such a small wish was just an illusion.

Chu Xun gradually laughed out loud.He looked at himself in the mirror, his mind was in a trance, but he seemed to see An Chen.Buzzing noises sounded in my ears, and I said to him one by one: "I'm sorry, I never forgot him during the days I was with you..." The voice was long and hoarse, like Fu Jingchen and Xie Wenxia.

Sweat dripped from Chu Xun's forehead, and he hugged his head tightly and shouted, "Shut up!"

The voice was intermittent and evil, but it never stopped.

Chu Xun grabbed the shampoo on hand and smashed it at the mirror in front of him.

With a bang, several marks were cracked on the mirror surface.Chu Xun's figure was also broken into pieces.

The sound finally stopped.

Chu Xun's eyes were wide open, looking at his shattered self in the mirror, the light in his pupils flickered, painful and cold.