Best Actor [Entertainment]

Arms wrapped around Fu Jingchen's waist, and his cheek was pressed against his chest.The screeching of the kettle near my ear gradually became blurred and distant.

Chu Xun's consciousness floated up and down, as if turning into a transparent bubble, pushed by the current, drifting in the clear and shallow river.The bubbles are swaying and fluctuating up and down.I don't know how far I have drifted.Suddenly, the ground trembled, and the overwhelming flood poured in, engulfing the air bubbles and rushing into an underground river.

The dark river was dark and dead, with no sunlight and no sound.At the end of the river, it seems to lead to a tomb buried deep in the ground.The bubble was sent into the tomb in a panic, and then it could no longer move forward, and there was no way to go back.The cemetery is small and cramped.The surrounding hard tomb walls are still moving slowly like a stream of water.The air bubble is trapped in the center, as if imprisoned by an iron cage and cannot move. When the slowly moving tomb walls touch together, this fragile air bubble will be squeezed out.

Chu Xun frowned subconsciously.He vaguely heard the sound of bricks and rubble colliding from far away.The sound grew louder and louder until at last it seemed to clang above his head, above the grave.

"...Help..." He heard another hoarse, dry, weak cry for help.Mixed with the intermittent sound of knocking on stones, it seems to be responding to the person who turned the rubble above his head.

Chu Xun still closed his eyes tightly, but his breathing suddenly intensified.He felt that the grave that imprisoned him was shaking, and the gravel and dust fell on his shoulders.

"...Help! I...here." The cry for help came again.Louder than last time.Chu Xun was surprised to find that he was very familiar with this voice.If it were clearer and more lively, then this voice...

Suddenly there was a loud bang rolling over his head.The last boulder pressing on the tomb was finally lifted away.A beam of light splits the darkness and shoots straight into the grave.

Chu Xun seemed to open his eyes all at once.He saw a pair of hands covered in dust and blood, reaching into the dug-out grave, and carrying out a half-grown boy.The boy's eyes were closed, his face and hair were covered with mud and ash, and his true face could hardly be discerned.But even so, Chu Xun still recognized at a glance that this young man was him, a 12-year-old him.

The 12-year-old Chu Xun was held in his arms by those gentle and embarrassing hands.He was trembling, his body curled up into a ball, like a panic-stricken little animal that had escaped death.The owner of those hands shook him gently, and kept saying to him in a voice as warm as a spring breeze: "Don't be afraid. It's okay. Don't be afraid... I will definitely take you out."

Seeing his young self, Chu Xun grasped the man's lapel with hands that could not lift his strength.He tried his best to raise his eyes, wanting to see the person who made him see the light of day again.

The moment he opened his eyes, a clear and smiling face was engraved on Chu Xun's retina, like an imprint, into his heart.

Since then, Chu Xun has never seen a more beautiful face than that smiling face.

The old Fu Jingchen turned into the most dazzling and shining light in Chu Xun's life.

A tear flowed to the corner of his lips, in addition to a touch of saltiness, there was also a slight bitterness and astringency.Chu Xun's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he opened his eyes in Fu Jingchen's arms.

The chirping of the kettle had stopped.The living room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.Fu Jingchen closed his eyes, and lay quietly on his side on the sofa, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Big drops of tears gushed out of the eyes.With trembling fingers, Chu Xun lightly touched Fu Jingchen's cheek.

"Brother Xiaochen, brother Xiaochen..." Chu Xun murmured repeatedly, leaned over, and printed his tears-soaked lips on Fu Jingchen's lips, "Brother Xiaochen...I'm sorry... "

He can resent Fu Jingchen, or hate him, but he can't be so willful and let him accompany him to another world.

No matter how remorseful he is, how crazy he is, he will never forget the past and avenge him.

Chu Xun kissed Fu Jingchen again, and stood up on his limp legs in the dizzy dizziness.

That day, Fu Jingchen was quickly sent to the hospital by 120 for emergency treatment.Fortunately, the poisoning was not deep.When Fu Jingchen was carried into the ambulance, he could already open his eyes.When he saw Chu Xun, he still smiled at him, exactly the same as 14 years ago, and still said to Chu Xun: "Don't be afraid, it's okay..."

Chu Xun held his hand and lowered his head, no longer looking at his smiling face.

After being admitted to the hospital, Chu Xun called Yu Huaiyuan.Yu Huaiyuan was in a hurry and rushed to the hospital that night.

Chu Xun did not meet Yu Huaiyuan.He left the hospital in the dark, went to the train station to buy a ticket for the earliest departure, and boarded the bumpy old green leather car. He was dazed all the way, not knowing where he was going.

Chu Xun's ticket has no seats.He was sitting at the junction of the cars, smoking a cigarette, leaning his head on the wall of the car, shaking slightly with the vibration of the train.

The past events, like fleeting images, flashed through my mind quickly and clearly in the monotonous and boring melody of the train.He saw his parents who died young, his grandma who had been away for many years, his fans in the past, the gangsters he fought with, and even the high school dean who he hated... He saw There are so many people and things that he loves or hates.In the end, what remained in his mind, apart from his parents, was still Fu Jingchen's smile.

Chu Xun bit his cigarette, and the madness faded from his dry eyes, leaving only a layer of hollow ash.After so many years, he actually understands better than anyone else that he cannot escape Fu Jingchen, and he will never escape.In his heart, he has always been extremely attached to the boy who brought him back to the light 14 years ago.

No matter how time goes by and things change, this obsession has never changed.

Suddenly the phone rang.Chu Xun froze for a long time, then Fang took out a mobile phone from his jeans pocket.It was the phone that Fu Jingchen lent him.After using it, he slipped it into his back pocket.

The phone screen displayed Yu Huaiyuan's name.Chu Xun clutched the phone and remained motionless.It wasn't until the phone hung up, and then the second, third time, that he took a deep breath and answered the phone.

On the other side of the microphone was a voice that made him love and hate.

"Rong Rong..." Fu Jingchen called him softly.Judging from his tone, his body should be fine.

Chu Xun let out a sigh of relief, but refused to answer.Annoyed by the shouting, he replied in a rough voice, "What are you calling me for?!"

Fu Jingchen smiled and said, "I call you to come home with me."

Chu Xun was silent for a moment.

Fu Jingchen was cautious, as if he was afraid of saying the wrong thing, "Rongrong, go back with me. I am really worried that you are outside by yourself. Moreover, I really have a lot to say, and I want to tell you face to face."

Chu Xun's chest heaved and he didn't respond for a long time.Fu Jingchen also waited patiently for him.The train gave a long roar.When the sound of the flute stopped, Chu Xunfang said: "I'm going out alone to relax. I'll go back when I feel comfortable."

Fu Jingchen obviously didn't expect Chu Xun to answer him like this, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Okay! Then tell me your current location, so that I can..."

"Don't bother me!" Chu Xun interrupted him rudely, "I'm so annoying, I won't go back if this is annoying!"

After shouting, Chu Xun hung up the phone.The phone slipped away from his palm, and he realized the cold sweat on his palm.

He's fine.Fu Jingchen is really fine.This is good, this is good.

Chu Xun suddenly relaxed completely.He buried his head in the crook of his arms, and there was only one thought in his heart.