- Memories of five years ago come to an abrupt end.
Tan Yiming sat in the auditorium, looking up at the lights on the stage.
On the stage, the boy stepped on dazzling dance steps and sang loudly. His voice is as penetrating as it was five years ago, making it unforgettable.
Incredible.
It seemed as if they were still chatting and laughing on the Internet yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it was nearly 2,000 days and nights when they met again.
…
With an energetic encore, the "Queen of Boots", which was completely rehearsed by students, finally came to an end.
Jets on either side of the stage spewed bling streamers, and Xiang Chai was wrapped in a slinky red sequined dress with exaggerated false eyelashes teetering.
His gaze drifted obscurely to the left rear of the auditorium, and effortlessly found the unfamiliar and familiar figure.
Xiang Chai had imagined the appearance of that man countless times.
He should be tall and handsome, with a warm smile on his brows when he smiles. But when he really appeared in front of him, Xiang Guai found that all the adjectives that had appeared in his mind were not enough to describe the man's appearance.
In the audience, Tan Yiming was the first to stand up and applaud. He was handsome and straight, and he stood out in the audience of less than 100 people. He stood up together, and even stood up one by one with the audience beside him.
At the end, there was thunderous applause in the whole small theater. They cheered loudly and sincerely praised the group of young students on the stage.
Although their performances are immature, their enthusiasm has not been compromised.
When the curtain finally fell, Xiang Guai, who was already exhausted and collapsed, felt his legs go weak and almost fell to the ground.
The heroine standing next to him quickly supported him, and together with the two angels on the left and right, helped him off the stage.
Before they could sit in the dressing room, the logistics classmates who were waiting in the backstage corridor had already rushed up.
This one feeds water, that one delivers chocolate, and there are people who are responsible for removing his wig.
The hairnet was completely wet with sweat, and the soft black hair was tightly clinging to the scalp, and the sweat washed down and mixed with the makeup on his face, making him look particularly embarrassed.
Someone squatted down and took off the high-heeled boots for him. Because his feet were swollen, it took a lot of effort to take off his shoes. When the boy's feet were finally freed from the boots, the strong smell of blood rushed to his face, and a female classmate was frightened and shouted: "Xiang Gu, you I'm not going to be amputated!!!"
"..." Xiang Chaiyou glanced at the crow's mouth.
After that, it took a lot of time for debridement and application of medicine. All the blood bubbles that were squeezed were sprayed with Yunnan Baiyao. Every time I sprayed, Xiang Gu's shoulders shrank, and the eyebrows were twisted together, but there was no pain.
After all, in order to get back on the stage and dance again, he has experienced a lot more pain than now.
Stepping his feet into the flip-flops, Xiang Gu sighed comfortably, then picked up the makeup remover next to him and wiped his face.
Because the stage lighting is very strong, the stage makeup is countless times more exaggerated than the daily makeup. And Xiang Gui plays a sexy and enchanting drag queen. He only put on three pairs of false eyelashes, and the sequins on his eyelids applied half a bottle. When removing makeup, he used a rude technique, which made the female classmates beside him feel anxious.
"Squad leader! That's your face, not the wall!!" Someone was heartbroken, "Forget it, put your hands down, and I'll remove your makeup!"
"No need." He rubbed it twice more casually, "I'm in a hurry."
After removing the bright red lip gloss and exaggerated eye shadow, the boy stood in front of the mirror lightly. He washed his face for a while, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch himself in the mirror. He suddenly couldn't remember what he looked like five years ago.
never mind.
The seventeen-year-old Xiang Chai had already left.
He hastily changed back to his clothes, grabbed his wallet and mobile phone, and ran out of the backstage: "I left beforehand today!"
"Where are you going?" asked an angel who was still squeezing his chest for a selfie. "Are you not going to the celebration party?"
"No!" Xiang Guai waved his hand without looking back, "Don't play too late tonight, the money for the barbecue will be charged to me!"
"Open up to brother!"
"The squad leader is mighty!"
"Hey, when can I be as aggressive as Gu Ge."
"When can you let Director Tang ask you to be a corner, you can be so diao!"
Xiang Guai didn't listen to the jokes of his classmates behind him. He turned the last corner and walked out of the Shanhe Theater along the side door.
This side door is specially reserved for actors to enter and exit, and some fans will also wait here with gifts, looking forward to the appearance of their beloved actors.
But now, under the dim light, there was only a figure standing there quietly, with his hands in his pockets, his head bowed for some reason.
Xiang Chai's footsteps stopped.
He suddenly had a strong desire to run away. He could turn around and go back to the theater to celebrate the success of the premiere with his classmates and eat and drink at the barbecue stall in front of the school. Instead of facing someone he doesn't know how to face on this silent night.
But now it was too late to escape.
Tan Yiming heard his footsteps and looked up.
The eyes of the two collided, as if a light was lit in the dark night.
"Guess." The man called his name softly, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "I thought you wouldn't come out."
"..." Xiang Guai was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and rubbed in front of the man. He had nothing to say, "Why can't I come out? I can't live in the theater."
"I thought you pushed me away on purpose and slipped through the gate yourself." Tan Yiming shrugged.
"..." Xiang Guai couldn't even lift his head up.
Well, he admits. He just, indeed, had a little bit, really only a little bit, trying to slip through the front door.
But in the end—intellect prevailed over emotion—he showed up as promised.
It was very late, the cafes around the Shanhe Theater were closed, and only the 24-hour KFC was still brightly lit.
No way, the two could only walk towards KFC in a very unfeeling manner.
Tan Yiming was in a hurry a few days ago and stayed in the recording studio all the time, except for fast food every day. He now feels nauseated just by looking at the white-bearded grandfather on the sign.
So, he just had a cup of coffee, then took out his wallet and put it aside, waiting for Xiang Guian to settle the bill together after dinner.
Xiang Gu directly said to the waiter, "Come on a bucket for the whole family."
Tan Yiming hurriedly interrupted him: "You don't need to order mine, I'll just drink coffee."
Xiang Guess: "... This is what I ordered for myself."
He danced and danced on stage for two and a half hours, hungry to the point of starvation, his chest against his back, and now all he could console him were oversized fried chicken and hamburgers.
Tan Yiming: "…"
Xiang Guai called out his WeChat wallet in embarrassment to prepare for the checkout, but Tan Yiming stopped him and rushed to pay the bill.
Soon, the fragrant fried chicken was placed on the table, Tan Yiming was holding coffee in his hand, watching the boy kill a pair of spicy wings and a hamburger at the speed of the wind, then licked his fingers and attacked the next dessert. .
When he was a teenager, he had to go on a scale every week to record his weight, eat less oil, less salt and less meat, and was careful not to let his weight exceed the school's required range. At that time, he was slender and light, with a white shirt hanging on his body, and when the wind blew lightly, he seemed to float away.
But since he first appeared in a musical when he was 20 years old, he fainted backstage after just five performances. The director ordered him not to control his appetite any more.
Since then, Xiang Gu's appetite has grown at an astonishing rate. After all, acting in a musical is really hard work. You sing, dance, and perform. Sometimes you cry and sometimes laugh. If you eat less and cannot keep up, you will be sent to the hospital every minute.
So after each performance, Xiang Guai had to eat the food of two adult men in one go. - As for gaining weight? nonexistent! He's not a skinny cygnet now, he's a muscular fighting goose now!
While he was working hard, Tan Yiming, who was sitting across from him, kept looking at him.
The heavy makeup on his face was removed, and the boy's handsome appearance was displayed in front of the man.
If I had to describe Xiang Guai's appearance in one word, Tan Yiming would choose two words - "clean".
Xiang Guess is too clean.
Like a green bamboo or a clear spring, every strand of his hair has a refreshing and clean smell.
He was wearing a cultural shirt from the Hwaseong Dance Academy, and the large "dance" lines were twisted and changed to outline the figure of a dancer.
He stepped on a pair of flip-flops under his feet, Tan Yiming's eyes fell on the feet, and he noticed the long and short scars on the feet.
Those scars were too terrifying and conspicuous, and Tan Yiming's pupils were constricted, he couldn't imagine what kind of accident would leave such terrifying marks.
Guess... not a ballerina? Why did he appear on the stage of the musical, it must have something to do with these scars
Tan Yiming wanted to ask, but he didn't know what position to ask.
-friend
No, their relationship is far more complicated than just friends.
At this moment, Xiang Gu's foot moved, and the foot that had been hanging out in the light suddenly retracted, and the two ankles overlapped and hid under the chair.
Tan Yiming subconsciously took his eyes away from the boy's feet, and when he raised his eyes, he found that Xiang Guai had already finished eating the food on the table and was looking at him.
"You..." Xiang Gu said, his clear male voice was very pleasant, "...You are not quite what I imagined."
"Really?" Tan Yiming smiled, "You are 'very different' from what I imagined."
Not the same, very different, reverse the order of the two words, the meanings are quite different.
Xiang Gu was curious and couldn't help but ask, "What do you imagine me to look like?"
Tan Yiming replied: "My imagination is based on the information you gave me-five years ago, you were a ballet student who was about to graduate from college. I never imagined that you would study in this university for so many years."
Xiang Guess was so embarrassed that he was about to explode on the spot.
It's cool to lie for a while, and the truth exposes the crematorium.
Xiang guess didn't know that the wrong information he left had misled Tan Yiming for five years.
After the song meeting that night ended, Xiang Gu turned around and left without saying goodbye. At that time, he was resolute, not only deleted Tan Yiming's contact information, but even never logged in with the Q number.
Tan Yiming tried to find him—there are only a few universities in China that offer ballet majors, and he inquired about them one by one, but there are no fresh graduates with the word "guess" in their names.
Later, Tan Yiming asked several famous ballet companies in China to find out if there was such a male dancer, but the answer was still no.
Tan Yiming has doubted countless times that the little swan that fell in front of him was a beautiful dream that he constructed in his lonely study abroad life. Now that he woke up, the swan flew away
... It was only today when he met by chance that he realized that the dream was real and the swan was real, but the swan lied and deceived him.
"That... I'm sorry." Xiang Chai muttered, "Because I was young at the time, I wanted to pretend to be mature."
"Then you are 22 years old?"
"No, 23. I took a year out of high school."
"School leave?"
"Yeah." Little Swan stretched out the goose webs again and moved, "I did study ballet before. But I had a serious car accident, and after a year off from school, I switched to singing and dancing. At that time, I I was in a particularly low mood, and then I overheard your voice, Yun Da, and I just…”
he just…
Xiang Guai didn't say anything later, and Tan Yiming didn't ask any further questions.
After a while, Tan Yiming started a new topic, stretched out his hand, and said, "Don't call me 'Yun Da'. Let me introduce myself, my name is Tan Yiming, and now I am the head of a commercial dubbing studio. ."
Xiang Gu looked at the hand that was stretched out in front of him, and after a few seconds, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, touched his fingertips lightly, and swayed up and down for a few seconds, then hurriedly retracted it. .
The man's palm was broad and hot. Xiang Gu felt that he had been burned by him.
"My name is Xiangchai," he said. "I'm a musical actor."
After that, the two chatted for a long time.
They talk about each other's lives and each other's work.
Tan Yiming told him that after graduating five years ago, he did not return to China immediately. He first took a job as a trader's assistant at a financial company in the United States, paid off his student loans, and then returned home with the money he had saved to open his own commercial dubbing studio. Because of this incident, he had a violent conflict with his parents, more than a dozen relatives joined the battle, and he was more concerned about his annual salary than he was. Because the conflict with his parents is too difficult to reconcile, he now hardly interacts with his relatives except when he will go home during the Spring Festival.
Compared with him, Xiang Guai has been going a lot more smoothly in recent years. He was admitted to the university as his first choice because he sang and danced well. At the age of 20, he appeared on the stage and starred in a musical remake from South Korea. The musical has a good reputation and has been performed for nearly a hundred times, but because of his heavy studies, he only participated in the first round.
Tan Yiming said that within three months after he returned to China, his vest was stripped. Some fans cheered his return, and naturally there were also blacks who ridiculed his "false goodbye". His main job now is to do the dubbing of some movies and TV series, and he is also a business matching agent to match other CVs under his hands.
Xiang Gu said that none of the classmates in the class were familiar faces from his high school. Musicals are too poor and too tiring. Most of his high school classmates have been admitted to other departments. There is also a boy who debuted as an idol, and is now a popular traffic.
"The popularity of the traffic?" Tan Yiming asked curiously, "Who? If he has acted in a TV series, maybe I even dubbed him."
"Chen Ziran." Xiang Guai blinked, "I sat behind me when I was in high school. Later, I didn't go to college, so I went straight to the talent show and made a high-profile debut."
"..." Tan Yiming's expression was indescribable.
Xiang Guai: "No way? You really matched him?"
"It's not me, my voice doesn't match him. But the people under me have matched him." When he mentioned this, Tan Yiming had a headache, "As for the costume drama that was released this month, he had one or two throughout the whole process. Three-four-five-six-seven-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one can’t be matched, but there are still too many demands from managers.”
Xiang Chai leaned forward slightly and revealed in a low voice, "His agent signed him three big jobs at the same time, one variety show and two dramas. How could he have time to memorize his lines."
The two smiled at each other.
They talked a lot that night.
After talking about work, we talk about life, and after talking about life, we talk about gossip.
They are all half of the entertainment industry, but their work scopes do not overlap, and a lot of gossip can be freely shared.
They talked about almost all the big things and small things - but they didn't talk about the goodbye five years ago.
They all deliberately avoided the subject.
As if by ignoring it, they could forget the rose song, the regrets, the tears, the unspoken words.
The atmosphere is getting better and better.
They are really like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years. After meeting again, they still have a harmonious relationship.
"It's getting late." Xiang Gu glanced at his phone, "The swan is going back to the nest to sleep."
Tan Yiming was amused by him.
The two got up at the same time, and Tan Yiming asked very gentlemanly, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."
"No need." Xiang Chai shook his head, raised his hand and pointed out the glass door, "My boyfriend is waiting for me outside."