The ginger soup is ready, and the smell of ginger and brown sugar permeates the living room. Qu Yanting drank on the sofa, the soup meandered into his stomach, and his body slowly recovered.
There was a script on the coffee table, and the damp pages would wrinkle as soon as they were twisted. He opened it carefully, and found the middle part, which was the turning point in the lives of Ye Shan and Ye Xiaowu.
Ye Xiaowu died.
Ye Shan continued her own life, and at the same time replaced Ye Xiaowu and started another life.
When Ren Shu got the script and read it here, he was surprised and said: "Is it a story of split personality?"
This kind of subject matter is not considered popular, and it is more common in crime films. Qu Yanting didn't answer "yes" or "no". In his opinion, the change of Yeshan is more like a simple split of human nature, rather than a kind of mental illness.
Ye Shan envied everything about Ye Xiaowu, envious to the point of jealousy, he longed to be Ye Xiaowu in order to get Ye's mother's love. This kind of psychology and the trauma of being neglected for many years prompted him to give birth to the personality of his younger brother.
But he was always sober, he didn't commit crimes, and no two personalities ate each other up. It's like simply dividing yourself into two, and living out an extra part of Ye Xiaowu's life.
As Ye Shan, he took the college entrance examination, went to university, gained independence and left his original family. As "Ye Xiaowu", he is considerate and filial to Ye's mother, and occasionally acts recklessly, just like the real Ye Xiaowu.
Qu Yanting turned to the end, and the ginger soup was also finished.
He closed the script and leaned back on the sofa, feeling boundless exhaustion.
After sitting for a long time, Qu Yanting wanted to have a good sleep. I ordered a room dinner first, and I was too aware of my virtues, just in case I left a message for the housekeeper, please ring the doorbell several times when the meal is delivered.
Qu Yanting went back to the bedroom to rest, and was a little dizzy when she got up. He got under the blanket, his body temperature rose, but he felt cold and couldn't help curling up.
The wind and rain stopped at noon, the whole city was covered with mist, and the sky was covered with unblown clouds.
Viewed from a high altitude, the sky and the earth are endlessly humid.
Lu Wen could fill up the big bed by himself, lying in the middle, stretching his long arms and legs and sleeping soundly. In the evening, the phone rang, and he didn't get up buried in the pillow, stretching out his hands to fumble around.
Even without opening his eyes, he got up to full energy in an instant.
"Who?" Lu Wen connected, his voice was very low, "Sleeping, don't fucking bother me."
There was no movement on the phone. Lu Wen guessed it was a garbage call. He was bluffed by him and said impatiently: "Are you okay? Let go if you have something to do. Are you investing or lending? If you play like this, you can play like others Scam, get out!"
Inside said without emotion: "It's me."
Lu Wen shuddered suddenly, jumped up on the bed and waved the white crane's wings, opened his round eyes to see the caller ID - Lu Zhanqing.
Sleepy enough to scare him back into his mother's womb, he stuck the phone to his ear again, honestly: "Dad, it's you."
Lu Zhanqing: "Yes."
Lu Wen: "Call me for something?"
Lu Zhanqing: "Borrowing."
Lu Wen scratched his chin and blurted the past with nonsense: "Who told you to call at this time? I'm sleeping soundly. It was raining heavily in Chongqing, and we were filming a car accident scene all night last night. Diao Weiya fell to the ground and rolled on the road. Son, it's easy for me."
Lu Zhanqing asked, "Tired?"
"You don't need to ask." Lu Wen complained, "I'm so tired, you almost lost your son in middle age."
Lu Zhanqing still had no emotion: "Nonsense."
Lu Wen shrugged: "I don't know why my chest and back hurt a little, and I'm too hungry, and I feel a little empty."
Lu Zhanqing said, "Hypocritical."
Unable to communicate, Lu Wen kicked the pillow: "Are you okay? Hang up."
Lu Zhanqing said: "Wear thicker clothes, and go to bed after eating."
Before Lu Wen could react, Lu Zhanqing said again: "Your father hangs up first."
There was a busy voice in his ears, and Lu Wen sat on the bed in a daze.
In order to prevent being caught off guard again next time, he opened the phone settings and made an exclusive ringtone for Lu Zhanqing. To ease my mood when I answer the phone, the ringtone I choose is "Happy Hour".
Lu Wen was no longer sleepy at all, he was hungry and needed to fill up the Wu Zang Temple. He plunged into the cloakroom, didn't think about what to eat, and dressed up first.
It's cold, wool trousers, custom-made styles that are neither fat nor thin. A monochrome muslin shirt with a wide-angle collar and a classic trench coat that he bought and never wore.
Lu Wen changed his clothes, put on his mobile phone wallet, and heard the ringing of the bell in the corridor when he was putting on his shoes at the entrance. The waiter and the butler pushed the dining car and parked outside the door of 6206.
He ties his shoelaces and the waiter presses it a third time.
He buttoned the cuff buttons of the windbreaker, and the waiter pressed it a fourth time.
He pulled out the key card, and the waiter pressed it for the fifth time.
The image of Qu Yanting answering the phone came to mind, Lu Wen opened the door, and the housekeeper greeted him, and he warmly reminded: "Press the ring for a while, the guests who live in this suite are not very sensitive to the ringtone."
"Mr. Qu?" The housekeeper knocked on the door instead, "You ordered dinner, Mr. Qu?"
The waiter asked, "Are you going out?"
"Probably not." The housekeeper said, "Mr. Qu has left a message. He doesn't go out, so the door may open a little later."
Lu Wen turned into the corridor, and the knock on the door hovered behind him.
He wondered as he walked, even if Qu Yanting was the king of dawdling, it would be about the same.
Could it be that you are sleeping? But he slept so soundly that he woke up as soon as the bell rang. Couldn't Qu Yanting wake up after ringing the bell for so long
Lu Wen slowed down and thought suspiciously, something happened to Qu Yanting in the room, right? With his own record of drowning, what else can't that man do
Waist flashing
fainted
Sudden death
Lu Wen made a sharp turn, turned back to the door of 6206, and said, "Don't knock! Open the door and go in and have a look!"
The butler said in a daze, "This...the hotel has rules..."
"What the fuck!" Lu Wen yelled, "It's important to have him alive? What if something happens to him? Open the door for me. I know him. I'll take responsibility if I want to hold him accountable afterwards."
The housekeeper was also a little worried, so he had no choice but to agree, and took the room card to swipe the door.
Lu Wen rushed in immediately and shouted, "Teacher Qu!"
There was no sound in the suite, the bedroom door was half closed, Lu Wen rushed to the bed in one breath, heard the sound of breathing, and saw Qu Yanting lying on the bed safe and sound.
But when he came in with such a big noise, Qu Yanting closed his eyes and didn't respond at all.
Lu Wen squatted down in front of the bed, stretched out his hand but didn't know where to touch it, so he pushed the quilt down. Qu Yanting showed her complete face, which was very red, as if a rouge had leaked from the skin, sweat was hanging, and the hair on the sideburns was wet.
"Teacher Qu?" Lu Wen called out.
Those eyes opened slowly, and the eyelids were also flushed, covering the dark pupils. Qu Yanting responded with a "huh", and exhaled a hot breath.
Lu Wen lifted the corner of the quilt, and Qu Yanting's legs were bent under the quilt, his shoulders were shrunk, and his arms were entangled in front of him.
"Teacher Qu, are you cold?" Lu Wen touched Qu Yanting's forehead with the back of his hand, "I wipe it, it's so hot!"
As early as the day when the wind was blowing by the lake, Qu Yanting had caught a cold, and it was completely burned after the rain last night.
His voice was extremely hoarse: "Why did you come in?"
Lu Wen said, "I'll bring you dinner."
Qu Yanting said: "I don't want to eat..."
"What to eat, it's already cold." Lu Wen pawed beside the bed, "Mr. Qu, you have a fever, it seems to be very hot, what do you think?"
Qu Yanting closed her eyes: "It's cold."
Lu Wen said decisively: "Teacher Qu, let me take you to the hospital. If you are sick, you should go to the doctor. If I take care of you, I may take care of you."
Qu Yanting smiled weakly, her face turned even redder.
Lu Wen ordered the housekeeper to prepare the car, and put a cashmere coat on Qu Yanting.
Descending from the 62nd floor, Qu Yanting exhausted all his strength and leaned against the window for support after getting into the car. Lu Wen sat on the other side across the armrest box and asked the driver to go to the nearest hospital.
Outside the window, it was already another night.
Qu Yanting leaned against the back of the chair, tilted her head back, and wrapped her arms around the front of her coat tightly. Whenever there is a high fever, the most obvious symptom is chills all over the body.
Lu Wen turned his head and looked at it a few times, ignoring knowingly asking, directly lifted the armrest box, moved over, took off the windbreaker and shook it in the small space, wrapping Qu Yanting.
It can be wrapped around a half, and he said: "Teacher Qu, you should eat more."
Qu Yanting closed his eyes lightly: "The down jacket is still warm."
Lu Wen with a black bar: "Are you burning stupid? This is a new, classic, and the first time I wear a windbreaker."
Qu Yanting said: "The windbreaker is so warm."
That's because... Lu Wen said in his heart, because it carried my body temperature.
Qu Yanting nodded and touched his collar, thinking about something, and asked, "Is that sweater really unnecessary?"
Lu Wen immediately thought of the underpants that were accidentally raised. The big man would not be embarrassed, but uncontrollably, he would think of the picture of Qu Yanting putting on and taking off.
Lu Wen nodded with his mouth tightly shut.
Wrapped under a windbreaker, Qu Yanting looked at Lu Wen with the help of the leaking neon lights. The other party's clothes and leather shoes, with cedar-top perfume smell on his wrist, went out on a beautiful night after the rain, it should be a date.
He felt sorry: "Did I delay your date?"
"Ah?" Lu Wen was a little puzzled, "Why do you ask that?"
Qu Yanting said: "It's hard to rest for a night, didn't you ask a girlfriend who went around the Jiefangbei?"
Lu Wen looked embarrassed, and the blown cow couldn't be pulled back, so he changed the subject abruptly: "Speaking of girlfriend, Ye Xiaowu is dead, what can Qi Xiao do?"
"Didn't write the script, and ended up with Lin Jie."
"He is so happy as the male second."
Lu Wen pondered for a moment: "Teacher Qu, I don't know if my understanding is correct. Although Ye Shan has the personality of a younger brother, I think he is different from Ye Xiaowu."
Qu Yanting asked, "What do you mean?"
"Compared to replacing," Lu Wen considered, "Ye Shan just wants to taste what it's like to live like Ye Xiaowu. If Father Ye hadn't had an accident, his life could have been happy and self-willed."
Qu Yanting didn't respond, and Lu Wen whispered, "Teacher Qu, there are no ifs in the world, but you gave Ye Shan a chance."
There was a silence.
The windbreaker slipped to one side, and Lu Wen raised his hand to cover it for Qu Yanting. At this moment, when the intersection turned, Qu Yanting was powerless to resist the inertia, and leaned over to touch Lu Wen's arm.
He closed his eyes, breathing lightly. Maybe he was too tired, didn't move, didn't return to the original position.
Lu Wen said in a low voice: "Teacher Qu, take a nap for a while, I'll call you when you arrive."
"Okay," Qu Yanting said, as if boasting or ordering, "Good boy."
Lu Wen sat obediently. Although Qu Yanting was only next to him instead of leaning against him, he consciously took on the role of a human pillow.
The car was quiet for less than five minutes when the phone rang. Lu Wen felt that Qu Yanting trembled slightly. He didn't know whether it was disturbed by the ringtone or because of the cold.
He touched the windbreaker pocket through the fabric, but it wasn't his phone that was ringing.
Leaning slightly, Lu Wen picked up Qu Yanting's cell phone from under his buttocks, and a word "Ruan" flashed on the screen.
Lu Wen suddenly felt hot. Every time he gets along with Qu Yanting, he always ignores the other party's life style. Being reminded at this moment, a feeling of unhappiness spread in my heart.
He handed it over: "Teacher Qu, your phone number."
Qu Yanting already had a hard time answering the phone, but now his throat hurts, and he doesn't want to listen to anyone's calls.
Lu Wen glanced at it, secretly thinking that he must be guilty, and continued: "Teacher Qu, your mobile phone is ringing. Someone called you, a man named Ruan, Ruan Feng's Ruan."
Qu Yanting's eyelids twitched, and it was even more inconvenient to pick it up, and he didn't bother to analyze whether Lu Wen was acting strange. He pretended to be asleep without responding.
Lu Wen seemed energetic—
"Teacher Qu, are you awake?"
"Teacher Qu, do you really not want to answer? He may be in a hurry."
"Teacher Qu, are you not in shock?"
Until the ringing stopped, Lu Wen finally stopped.
He threw the phone back under his buttocks, and turned his head to look at Qu Yanting. Driving on a section of the avenue, gorgeous neon lights splashed in, brushed Qu Yanting's whole body, and decorated a few stars between the slightly frowning brows.
"It looks pretty." Lu Wen said intentionally, "—sleeps like a pig."
Qu Yanting finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly.