Yuan Ye was lying on the sofa chair, basking in the sun with his eyes closed. The phone rang next to him, he reached out and touched it twice, and when he was connected, he hummed a movement in his throat to make a sound.
The person on the phone said, "Come out and drink."
Yuan Ye didn't open his eyes, opened his mouth and said, "Don't go."
The person on the other side asked again, "How about drinking tea?"
Yuan Ye still closed his eyes and said, "Don't go."
"What's the matter?" Lao Tu on the other side of the phone asked him, "What kind of nest is Da Yangtian's family cat with?"
Yuan Ye turned from lying on his side to lying on his back, his voice dragged on for a long time, and he said, "Lazy. I just got back yesterday, I am tired."
The other party asked him with a smile: "I forgot if you didn't say it. The recording is over? What happened? Nothing happened?"
Yuan Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him, frowned and said, "Why do you owe so much."
Lao Tu laughed a few times and said to him, "It's alright, don't chatter, hurry up, come out, drink and eat meat."
"The location is sent." Yuan Ye hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
He flew back from the plane yesterday, and he planned to stay at home all day. Yuan Ye is actually lazy. This kind of laziness doesn't mean that he doesn't like to move. He doesn't care about the troublesome things he likes. He has climbed Mount Everest. But if he doesn't like things that much, go to places he doesn't like, he's lazy all over. It only took him four days to record that episode, and he felt exhausted. He needed to relax his body and rest his mind.
The chair was facing the balcony, like a cat slumbering, lying down for a long time. Comfortable, but also a little hungry.
When Yuan Ye got up, he casually pulled on a set of clothes to change, took his mobile phone and went out. He deliberately didn't drive, so it was impossible not to drink when he was eating with Lao Tu. This man was a big wine jar.
When he arrived there was a butcher's shop, grilling meat on a mesh screen. When he arrived, Lao Tu was sitting on a small stool and using a drill to stir the charcoal. There are no private rooms in this store, and a large factory building is surrounded by a large area. Several walls separate several areas. It is estimated that it will be quite noisy at night.
"Here?" Lao Tu looked up at him, with a square face and a beard on his chin.
Yuan Ye sat down on the side with the person behind his back, but there was no one in the middle of the afternoon. This small table is not big, it is one meter square, and it is also short. The fat man on the small table and stool must be a little nervous when he sits down. The decoration of the house is the common brick wall and mud floor. Many people eat meat just to eat the smoky environment.
Yuan Ye lit a cigarette, and put the cigarette case and lighter on the ground: "Tossing another store?"
After Lao Tu fiddled with the charcoal, he fastened the iron net and asked him, "How is this little shop?"
Yuan Ye said, "That's it."
Lao Tu was having fun again, and he lit a cigarette when he was done, and said, "Let's play with the little girl, let her go."
Yuan Ye leaned over and took an ashtray from a small table behind him, put it aside, and said Lao Tu: "It's really sentimental."
Yuan Ye and Lao Tu have known each other for many years. This man used to be the owner of a teahouse. Yuan Ye always went to his place for tea. Lao Tu is ten years older than Yuan Ye. I don't know what this person used to do, but now he just frets about whatever he finds interesting. There are restaurants, restaurants, bars, some make money, and some lose money, but if they don't make money, they don't lose money. This person doesn't seem to be How to care.
Yuan Ye first ate some meat to pad his stomach, and then he drank with Lao Tu.
The two of them have basically never drank beer, and they all drank white directly. The amount of alcohol in the wilderness is okay, but it's not to the extent that you don't drink too much. If you drink too much, it will be high and drunk. He is willing to drink with Lao Tu. After all, Lao Tu is still angry with Yuan Ye, or he can't make friends. There is a kind of free and easy energy in him, and Yuan Ye used to think that the two of them are one kind of people.
Live wanton and insolent, disdain for worldly things. I do everything because I like it, not because I should.
Lao Tu took a clip and turned the meat on the iron net, and cut a large thick piece into pieces, sizzling and dripping oil. Yuan Ye took a piece and ate it, then said, "I don't keep healthy."
Lao Tu hummed and laughed: "If you take care of everything, you won't be able to live."
The owner of this shop is not an old picture, but a girl in her twenties. When he came back from the door and saw Yuan Ye, he took off his coat and walked over. He sat next to Lao Tu and said hello to Yuan Ye.
Yuan Ye was also familiar with her and said a few words.
She asked if she should bake it here, Lao Tu patted her on the back and said, "No, I'll do it myself, let's play."
She smiled and said, "Then I really left? Don't look back and say I have no eyesight."
Lao Tu still had a smile on his face: "Don't talk about you, just go."
She stood up and said to Yuan Ye, "Then I went over to Brother Ye, do you have anything to call me?"
Yuan Ye said "um" and waved at her.
After she passed, Yuan Ye asked, "Not married yet?"
Lao Tu didn't answer, just shook his head. This man has always had a three-pointed smile on his face, and no one else can understand what he is thinking. The girl had been with Lao Tu for five or six years just now. She followed him when she was in her twenties. Lao Tu had no family, no children, and no marriage. From twenty to twenty-six, the little girl has been graduating from college for several years. She laughs and giggles all day as if she doesn't want to do anything, and she is very happy.
Yuan Ye doesn't ask other people about these things, and he's not interested in other people's affairs.
He didn't ask any more questions, and chatted with Lao Tu while drinking.
Lao Tu filled the Yuan Ye wine glass and asked him, "When you go back, who did you see?"
With a cigarette in his mouth, Yuan Ye squinted one eye and said Lao Tu: "I didn't ask you, so don't ask me."
"You ask, I'm not afraid to ask." Lao Tu said with a smile.
Yuan Ye shook his head, his mouth tightly closed. He doesn't like people asking about him, especially emotionally. Because Yuan Ye Da felt that feelings are a very private thing, why did he tell others, how uncomfortable it was. After all, he still thinks that this is a word only between two very close people. If two people have feelings, then they must be the closest.
Yuan Ye drank wine cup by cup, it couldn't be much. He didn't have that much, and he felt a little dizzy after drinking it.
There were more and more people in the store, and the voices became more and more complicated, making Yuan Ye's mind a little confused. As soon as he drinks too much, he can't control his thoughts. Those old fragments that he forgot and haven't forgotten will suddenly flood into his mind, and he feels that his brain capacity is not enough.
He didn't say anything when he was asked just now, but now he doesn't ask, and he can't keep his mouth shut.
Wilderness had his arms on his knees, his hands hanging there casually, his head bowed. After a while he suddenly said, "There were two children in that show."
Lao Tu raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Let you take the children?"
"Fart." The yellow light bulb on the top of his head reflected in Yuan Ye's eyes, making his eyes seem to have a long and gloomy light. In that position, he rubbed the top of his head with his hand, and said in a low voice: " ... they're so young."
"In your early twenties, the best time." Yuan Ye said again.
Lao Tu didn't speak anymore, just sat across from him eating meat and drinking wine, listening to Yuan Ye without saying a word.
"This age is the most goddamn brave," Yuan Ye laughed with a "chi", "I've also been goddamn brave, and no one has ever been afraid of the sky."
"Are you afraid now?" Lao Tu raised his eyebrows and asked.
Yuan Ye nodded, then nodded again, and said, "Afraid... why not."
That day, Yuan Ye and Lao Tu finished drinking, and it was dark. Yuan Ye took a cab home, didn't even take a shower, and fell asleep on the bed. When he is not feeling well, drinking is very pleasant, which is why he will go out today. Alcohol is sometimes annoying, and sometimes it's a good thing. Some emotions can't be vented normally, and some things won't let oneself think about things without the strength of alcohol.
When Yuan Ye was drinking, he still didn't say everything.
But I don't want to say it anymore, there are things I can't say to others.
This sleep was very deep and dark. Woke up in the middle of the night by the urine, Yuan Ye frowned and went to put some water. After sleeping for half a night, I almost woke up. I took off my clothes and took a shower. The hot water poured down from the top of his head, ran across his eyes and ears, and ran down his collarbone and shoulders.
In the past, he liked to be a hooligan while Fang Shaoyi was taking a bath, because the way the water swept across Fang Shaoyi's tight muscles was so fucking sexy. Fang Shaoyi's figure is very good, and now occasionally on Weibo, when a male star's figure is mentioned, some photos of him will be dumped. Fans say they want to lick the screen every time they dump photos.
In the past, Yuan Ye used to bite Fang Shaoyi's collarbone, raised his eyes and looked at Fang Shaoyi from the bottom to the top, deliberately smiled a very slutty look, and said, "They lick the screen, I lick you."
Fang Shaoyi pinched his chin and told him not to be rude.
Yuan Ye doesn't know what shyness is at all, he never has. The two men were the most unscrupulous when they did that. They said whatever they wanted, and they came as they wanted. Yuan Ye would never wiggle and let go, either, the two men were just having a good time.
Yuan Ye leaned against the wall of the shower room, looking at himself reflected in the glass. He looked at his face on the glass, stared at him for a while, then looked at his upper body, he was not as strong as Fang Shaoyi, because he didn't need to shoot movies, and he didn't need to pay attention to his body. Fang Shaoyi sometimes shoots movies. You have to bring a group of fitness coaches to maintain the best state. Yuan Ye looked down from the top and let out a long breath.
hard. How to fix.
Alcohol made his mind too confused, and he was thinking about those things when he took a shower. Such, such, such and such Fang Shaoyi. Dressed, naked...
Yuan Ye closed his eyes, and suddenly flashed in his mind the first time two people did that thing. Fang Shaoyi bit Yuan Ye's nose and then kissed him very tenderly. Yuan Ye urged him and asked if you could hurry up, I exploded. Fang Shaoyi ignored his urging at the time, and raised his eyebrows and said, I'll take a look if you blow one up.
Yuan Ye turned his head sideways and cursed.
There are too many clips in front of him, and the resource library of more than ten years can be grabbed by him at will. A picture flashed quickly, and finally it was frozen on a sunless afternoon.
Fang Shao's eyes were terrifyingly red, and he asked him, "Have you made up your mind?"
Yuan Ye didn't nod, but blinked his eyes, acquiescing.
Fang Shaoyi closed his eyes with force, he tore off the ring tied around his neck and threw it at him.
Yuan Ye subconsciously reached out to pick it up, only to touch the last tail of the thin chain, the prime ring leaked from between his fingers, and there was only a very soft sound when it fell to the ground.