pouring rain.
Xiang Chai hid in the platform, waiting for the next bus.
There was a vast expanse of whiteness around, and the raindrops formed a curtain. Xiang Guai watched the world from a distance through the curtain. For a while, he couldn't tell whether he was an actor on stage or an audience off stage.
At this moment, a silver-gray family SUV parked beside the bus stop, the window of the passenger seat rolled down, and a small head with a serious face stuck out.
"Big brother, get in the car, don't get gonorrhea! We'll take you home."
The little boy looked like he was only seven or eight years old, and he didn't have the problem of inarticulateness of children of the same age.
Xiang Guai thought he was cute, and replied with a smile, "Thank you, I'll just wait for the bus."
"There's a traffic jam ahead!" The little boy took out his mobile phone, called up the navigation skillfully, pointed to the bright red route map on the map and said, "Even if you wait another half an hour, you won't be able to wait for the bus!"
"..." Xiang guessed, could this be a new method of soliciting customers? Sending a sharp-edged little friend to pick up such a lonely poor bastard on the road
But he didn't bring his wallet when he went out today, he only stuffed 50 yuan into the bus card holder for emergency. This place is more than ten kilometers away from their school. If I take a black car to go back, I don't know if the money is enough...
The owner of the car seemed to see what he was hesitating, the window rolled down again, and a mature and handsome face appeared in Xiang Guess's line of sight.
"... Get in the car." Tan Yiming raised his chin slightly, "I won't sell you."
It was just a momentary eye contact, and Xiang Gu felt like he was electrocuted all over his body, and his body, which had been chilled by the heavy rain, suddenly felt a surge of warmth.
That feeling is shame, embarrassment, and some feelings that he can't tell for the time being.
He never thought that he would meet Tan Yiming when he was most embarrassed. His body was wet and his heart was wet. Where it looks like a little swan, it is obviously a chicken in soup.
He lowered his head in a panic, glanced at the soft wool seat cushion on the back seat, and said hurriedly, "No need. My clothes are soaking wet. It's not good to get the seat cushion behind you wet."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the boy sitting in the passenger seat actually squeezed through the gap in the middle of the front seat because of his small body, and sat down in the back row.
The boy patted the front passenger seat generously: "There is no cushion in front, you can sit in the front!"
Xiang Guess: "… "
Tan Yiming: "…"
Tan Yiming opened the car door from the inside, and the hot air inside the car gushed out, blowing away the cold of the rainy day.
"Come up." The man's voice penetrated the layers of rain and fog and reached his ear, "Guess, I'll take you home."
So warm and so tender.
When he first heard a man's voice five years ago, Xiang Chai couldn't resist the gentleness in his voice.
So, Xiang Gu got into the car in a dizzy way.
This torrential rain fell quickly. Xiang Guai had been standing in the rain just now, and only felt a little cold. After he got into the warm car, he felt cold later.
He shuddered, and the next second, a fragrant air-conditioning blanket was draped over him.
"Come on, don't catch a cold." Tan Yiming said, "There is only an air-conditioning blanket in the car now, so you can take it."
Xiang Gu responded calmly, burying his head in the blanket.
There was a pleasant aroma on the blanket, like soft sunlight, and a bit like a sparkling ocean - Xiang Guess recalled the smell of Tan Yiming's arms described by the lucky audience member at the recording site of the show before, Xiang Gu Guess said. , is this the fragrance she smells
He looked up and saw that the source of the aroma was the incense in the car. A small bottle of light blue liquid was attached to the air outlet. As the car drove, the liquid swayed in the bottle and gradually evaporated.
So, the air-conditioning blanket was dyed with this fragrance, and Tan Yiming's embrace was dyed with this fragrance... Now, the ends of Xiang Gu's hair are also dyed.
Xiang Guess tried his best to wipe off the dripping rainwater, but eventually the seat got wet.
"I'll pay for the car's dry cleaning." He is no longer a poor little guy who only has 100 yuan per month for living expenses. His life is no longer stretched. He can straighten his back when he mentions the word "payment". .
"Okay." Tan Yiming wrapped a blanket around his body and said amusingly, "The kid hasn't left the school gate yet, why are you talking about money with me?"
"..." Xiang Guess couldn't remember how long he hadn't been treated as a child.
In the past five years, he has grown too fast and transformed too fast. When everyone's eyes fell on him, he was already a trustworthy squad leader, a well-deserved male lead, and a leader in relationships.
Xiang Guess settled down and insisted, "Brothers will settle accounts."
"But it's not a bill that needs AA." Tan Yiming said, "I have a car, and I saw you got wet in the rain, and I want to take you back to school on the way—it's just a matter of hand, you must talk to Am I so clear?"
Xiang Gu was speechless when asked.
Fanfan, who was sitting in the back row, did not interrupt the adults. He continued to fiddle with his mobile phone, opened the King's Glory on the screen, and carefully controlled the hero.
A thick "KILL" came from the phone, and Fanfan took a head.
Tan Yiming asked Xiang Guai: "Are you watching the musical alone?"
Xiang Gu replied, "No, I came with my boyfriend and some of his friends."
"Then why didn't he send you off and let you catch the bus alone?"
In the back row, Fanfan took the second head, and there was another "double kill" from the phone.
Xiang Chai was upset by the "double kill", and he said, "Manchuan and his brothers have something to do, so we will leave separately."
Tan Yiming nodded casually, without inquiring about the relationship between the young couple.
Tan Yiming entered Xiang Guai's school address into the navigation, the wheels slipped through the rain screen, and turned onto the viaduct.
Because the windows were closed, the car was stuffy, except for the game sound from Fanfan's mobile phone in the back row, there was no other movement.
Xiang Gu took out his phone, but he didn't look at it for a while, and the words of Cen Manchuan's concern filled the screen.
Teacher Cen: Guess, did you get in the car
Teacher Cen: You didn't get caught in the rain, did you
Teacher Cen: If I had known, I would not eat Haidilao with those gangsters. I should take you back to school first.
Teacher Cen: Why didn't you answer for a long time, and your phone ran out of battery, right
Teacher Cen: Your mobile phone battery is too useless, why don't we change mobile phones.
Xiang Gu pursed his lips lightly.
guess: It's raining a little, and I'm already in the car.
guess: Don't change your phone. I can't play games on my phone, and you can't eat chicken with your friends.
Teacher Cen: Then go back and drink more hot water, don't catch a cold.
Teacher Cen: Is there a seat in the car
Xiang Gu glanced sideways at Tan Yiming who was driving.
He wanted to tell Cen Manchuan that he didn't take the bus. He met Teacher Tan, who could take him back to school on the way.
But suddenly, he felt so tired, so tired that he didn't want to talk so much.
So, he only replied two words.
guess: There is a seat.
Teacher Cen: Yes, that's fine!
Teacher Cen: That... I'm sorry.
Teacher Cen: Lao Gao and Thigh are just a little straight, and they definitely don't have any opinions on you.
Teacher Cen: They haven't seen a musical before, and they didn't understand it the first time, so they just slipped away.
Teacher Cen: I was thinking of having a hot pot together and introducing you to each other.
Teacher Cen: I didn't expect that something suddenly happened in your school and I asked you to go back.
In fact, the school is fine - it's just that Xiang Guess can't face Cen Manchuan calmly, so he casually said such a reason. Fortunately, Cen Manchuan was very straight, until he couldn't hear that this was an excuse for Xiang Guai.
The two of them have been dating for nearly three months, and their relationship has been very harmonious, and they have never quarreled once.
Xiang guess has seen many couples quarreling on campus. They were angry, hysterical, with tears and yelling.
Xiang Guai couldn't imagine himself turning into that ugly appearance in front of Cen Manchuan, so when he realized that he felt sad and angry because of Cen Manchuan's words, Xiang Guai took the initiative to avoid him.
Teacher Cen: Don't be angry with them.
guess: It doesn't matter.
Teacher Cen: Hey, I love you.
Cen Manchuan sent an emoji of a dog, a golden retriever with a bright smile and a red rose in his mouth.
Xiang Gu returned the expression of a swan spreading its wings, and the conversation ended silently.
In the back seat, a deafening "triple kill" came from Fanfan's mobile phone.
Tan Yiming glanced at Fanfan through the rearview mirror, and suddenly asked, "Fanfan, I just wanted to ask you. Why is your mobile phone the latest model from Apple? Do elementary schools allow students to bring mobile phones?"
"I don't take my phone in get out of class, I just play after class." Fanfan didn't even look up. "As for why it's the latest Apple model, you should ask my mom. She always likes the new and hates the old, so she bought an Android phone with a beautiful camera. Knock out the apples to me."
"..." Tan Yiming was even more strange. "Normally speaking, shouldn't your mother's discarded cell phone be given to your father? Your father's cell phone is stuck."
"Uncle class teacher, you made a mistake." Fanfan said calmly, "Give me the mobile phone my mother eliminated, my grandma the one I eliminated, my grandfather the one my grandma eliminated, and the one my grandpa eliminated to my dad..."
The food chain in the family is evident.
Tan Yiming sucked in a breath of cold air and murmured, "I only heard that marriage is a grave. It seems that after giving birth to a child, one's bones are thrown into ashes."
Xiang Guchi, who was eavesdropping on his ears, laughed.
The atmosphere in the car, which had been a little dull just now, suddenly came to life.
Thanks for this episode, Xiang Gu temporarily forgot about the unhappiness, and asked Tan Yiming curiously: "Is this little friend your relative?"
Tan Yiming shook his head: "No, do you still remember Gu Yan? This is the son of Gu Yan, whose nickname is Fanfan."
"Lone Yan?" Of course Xiang Gu remembered him. The first radio drama he heard was Gu Yan and Wang Qingyun. It was his first encounter with love between men. Later, he was a little jealous because Gu Yan and Wang Qingyun had a CP building, but he soon found out that he was just making up too much of his own brain... I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still hear this name now. "Are you still in touch now?"
"Of course there is." Tan Yiming raised his eyebrows, "He is now the dubbing director of our studio, and occasionally dubs."
"Then why does Fanfan call you the class leader? I thought it was only called that in the drama circle."
Tan Yiming nodded: "You really guessed it right. The first batch of dubbing actors in our country actually came from the drama industry. The drama industry follows the drama tradition, and the person in charge of a team is called 'the class leader'. . This group of old voice actors brought this habit to the voice circle, and we young people called it that."
"'Young man'?" Xiang Gu repeated these words in a meaningful way.
"Children, don't look down on 30-year-olds because you are young." Tan Yiming freed his right hand and wanted to tap Guess's head, but he retracted it the moment he fell.
The fingertips rubbed against the boy's hair and fell onto Xiang Chai's shoulder, with an awkward, blunt, brother-to-brother-like intimacy that only straight men have.
He changed the subject: "What about you, isn't it called that in the musical circle?"
Xiang Chai shook his head: "We don't call it that. We only have the director and the producer. In fact, both of them are class leaders. One is in charge of rehearsing the show and the other is in charge of spending money."
Looking at it this way, it is better to talk about the hard work of the class leader. After all, he is responsible for the livelihood of dozens of people, and he has to manage both the drama and the money.
The two talked a lot, but this time the topic of discussion was different from the night at KFC.
At that time, they were long-lost netizens, and they talked about each other's lives.
This time, they talked about art, work, concerns about the industry, and expectations for the future.
And, a topic that all adults can't get around - poverty.
"Opening a company is a bright face." Tan Yiming has never said these words to anyone outside the circle, but Xiang Guess is like a key to unlock his inner secret. They just sat side by side, and Tan Yiming couldn't help it. Tell him all those things. "Did you know that in most film and television companies, 50% of the budget is allocated to big-name actors, 40% of the budget is allocated to the initial investment, and dubbing, soundtrack, and post-editing together share the remaining 10%. But for this money, the film and television company It often drags on for a long time.”
"Then we're just the opposite." Xiang Gu shrugged, "You guys have the final payment indefinitely, and we have a blank check in our hands—musical actors don't get any pay for joining the group, and they only have to wait for a play to finish and get on board. Once you’re on stage, you’ll be charged how much each show will cost. How long will a show take? Two, three, or five months are possible. But how long can you perform? Fifty shows are fate, and a hundred shows I'm going to the temple to repay my vows."
At the end of the conversation, the two sighed "Hey" at the same time.
They froze for a moment, then laughed at the same time.
Fanfan, who was sitting in the back row, thought, it's really strange for adults, why can they laugh so happily on such a boring topic
Tan Yiming said: "It's not easy to make a living. Now I have to pay back five figures every month for my mortgage."
Xiang Guai said: "Hey, you're clearly showing! I can only get five figures by performing 20 consecutive shows a month."
Tan Yiming found it very interesting to see the child's puffed up look.
"My house is quite big, the second bedroom is always empty, and there is a small bay window. I plan to ask the intermediary for a while to find a shared roommate, but I am worried that the intermediary will recruit people randomly."
"You really have to be cautious." Xiang Chai agreed, "There are quite a lot of black intermediaries now. I'm graduating recently, and I'm looking for a house. The house in Hwaseong is too expensive, and it's no longer as cheap and affordable as a school dormitory. Good accommodation.”
Fanfan, who was addicted to games, suddenly raised his head from his phone and asked curiously, "One of you is looking for a landlord and the other is looking for a tenant. Why don't you two live together?"
Tan Yiming: "…"
Xiang Guess: "… "
The lighthearted conversation just now fell into an awkward silence.
The carriage was silent.
After a long time, the two spoke at the same time.
"That... I actually agreed with my classmates to share a two-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment."
"Occasionally, some relatives and friends come to my house. Thinking about it carefully, it is not convenient to rent out the guest room."
"… "
"… "
Fanfan was once again pulled into the game by the battle situation on the phone, and he didn't care much and threw a sentence: "Oh, then forget it."
-Then forget it.