Lu Wen has concluded that the relationship between Qu Yanting and Ye Shan, and Ye Xiaowu is not just about creators and characters. Which ones are adaptations and which ones are personal experiences, he scratches his heart to understand clearly.
But he couldn't ask, Qu Yanting's tightly held heart was an old wound that had been scarred for years. As a bystander, no matter actively or unintentionally, any act of snooping is like tearing open the wound of the other party, which is a kind of cruelty without measure.
Accidentally touched Qu Yanting's sore spot today, resulting in such a situation, is the biggest lesson.
Lu Wen couldn't tell which one was more self-blame or distressed, and he was not sure whether he could wait until the day when Qu Yanting was willing to open his heart.
Lu Wen only knew that Qu Yanting was leaving tomorrow.
Lu Wen stroked Qu Yanting's back with his palm, sending warmth through the thin shirt. Lu Wen wasn't coaxing anyone, but was sincerely saying: "Teacher Qu, it's a little late for me to appear in your life, so you can treat me as a friend. Brother, let me act for a while longer."
The body under the palm moved slightly, and Qu Yanting slowly raised his head, his face was clean, his eyes were wet and red, although he lost control, he still restrained himself from crying.
"You are leaving. The only contact we have is a mobile phone number." Lu Wen said, calmly and seriously, "Don't delete me, don't block me, and don't block me from content that doesn't matter in Moments."
Qu Yanting said hoarsely, "Okay."
Lu Wen folded his arms and slid down along Qu Yanting's shoulders, encircling the warm hands on his stomach: "I will not disturb you, and I will never make you sad again like today."
Qu Yanting agreed again: "Okay."
"You blame me for showing up late," Lu Wen whispered, "then don't just meet me by chance."
Qu Yanting looked stunned and dull, and the third "OK" got stuck in the mouthpiece.
Lu Wen didn't get a response. He didn't approach and didn't change his words. He waited for a while, picked up the loose sleeve and peeled off the page, saying, "The sleeve is wet again."
The Juelan on his wrist also suffered, and the petals fell off. Qu Yanting took it off and wrapped it in a tissue. This was a parting gift, and he would not throw it away easily.
Lu Wen still had a scene to shoot, and at 302, Qu Yanting asked him to prepare.
"It's my fault today, I shouldn't have let you come." Lu Wen was sorry, and it was estimated that Qu Yanting was going back, "Go back to the hotel and have a good rest."
After losing his composure, venting, and getting comfort by touching half of his shoulders, Qu Yanting lowered his eyebrows, rolled up the wet place, and looked up calmly when he raised his head again.
"I'll be there later," he said. "See you later."
Excluding the episode in the middle, today is not much different from usual. It was dark, and the Porsche and the nanny drove back to the hotel one after the other.
The wall vase next to the door frame has changed its color, a white cyclamen, four ginkgo branches, and the yellow ginkgo leaves make the white flowers more pure. When approaching, Qu Yanting glanced covetously.
After each opened the door, Lu Wenxian said, "Teacher Qu, go to bed early."
"Yes." Qu Yanting said, "Good night."
On the last night in Chongqing, after packing up the suitcases, Qu Yanting stood by the window and looked at the fishing boats in the river again.
Is there duckweed in the water? Will they meet in the turbulence, entangled to the point of inseparability
With a slight thought, he washed and dried Lu Wen's shirt, folded it and put it on the couch at the end of the bed.
The night seemed to be a long one, and a good dream ended before it was over. Qu Yanting got everything in order and set off on time at eight o'clock. Ruan Feng's nanny car was waiting in the hotel parking lot.
On the opposite side of the corridor, Lu Wen was leaning on the wall with his elbows folded. He was neatly dressed, with his long legs crossed forward. When the door of 6206 opened, he pulled out a hand from his arm and waved: "Hi."
Qu Yanting asked unexpectedly, "Why are you standing outside?"
"Wait for you." Lu Wen came over, snatched the suitcase away, "I'll take you to the airport."
Qu Yanting said: "Xiaofeng will see me off."
Lu Wen knew, so he didn't inform the driver, and was ready to follow: "Can't I also deliver it? You treat me as a younger brother and treat each younger brother fairly, right?"
Qu Yanting agreed irrefutably, and returned the shirt to Lu Wen before leaving, which was originally intended to be handed over by the trustee. Lu Wenshua opened the door and put the shirt on the entrance cabinet.
After finishing the check-out procedures, he took the elevator down to the parking lot. The door of the elevator was like a mirror. Lu Wen turned his back and yawned. Only then did Qu Yanting come to his senses, and asked, "How long have you been waiting in the corridor?"
Lu Wen said perfunctorily, "Ten minutes."
Qu Yanting didn't believe it, and paused for a while: "It rained this morning, did you know that?"
"Impossible, when I wake up at four—"
Lu Wen was half stuck, and realized that he had fallen into Qu Yanting's trap. He licked his lips and found a step for himself: "Hey, this bag you are carrying is a phantom, it is very difficult to buy."
"Lu Wen." Qu Yanting called him, like a joke, but his tone was so serious, "You are very hard to find."
It wasn't until the elevator door opened and the cold wind from the underground parking lot rushed in that Lu Wen woke up from Qu Yanting's precious praise.
Finding the nanny car, Ruan Feng and Qu Yanting sat in the first row, and Lu Wen sat in the second row. The driver had nothing to do with the crew, and was Ruan Feng's own person.
"Brother Lu Wen, you are here too."
Facing his own younger brother, Lu Wen, the "wild brother" with an unjust name, felt a little guilty, and said, "I join in the fun... Teacher Qu taught me a lot and helped me a lot, so I want to give him away. "
"Why do you say it's so official?" Ruan Feng chuckled, "I heard what you two were arguing in the living room that night."
Lu Wen blushed: "Damn, didn't you go into the room and sleep!"
Ruan Feng replied: "I recognize the pillow, I can't sleep."
As the engine started, Lu Wen fell into great shame and silence, and was stuck on the back of the second row of seats as a background wall. The two fluffy heads in front, the magnetic field of brothers, attracted each other before reaching the intersection.
Ruan Feng put his arms around Qu Yanting: "Brother, can't you stay for two more days?"
"A lot of things have been delayed." Qu Yanting said, "I should have left yesterday."
Ruan Feng rolled his eyes: "Then you didn't postpone it because of me. I heard that you went to watch the scene of Group A yesterday. Who are you worried about?"
Qu Yanting answered frankly: "The one in the back."
Lu Wen was sweating, doubts abounded in his heart, why the relationship between each other had been made clear, everyone knew the truth, but he still had the illusion of being in a relationship entanglement.
Ruan Feng said: "Brother, I killed Qing and went to live with you for a few days."
Qu Yanting said, "Okay, I'll cook something delicious for you."
Ruan Feng asked: "Shall I bring the hot pot base back?"
"It's up to you." Qu Yanting urged, "It's cold, keep warm, don't stay up late, eat three meals on time, and obediently film the show well."
Lu Wen listened from behind, Qu Yanting's concern for Ruan Feng was that he was an elder brother, who also took the place of his parents. He was thoughtful, thoughtful and intimate, which made him have the sour taste of an outsider.
Suddenly, Qu Yanting turned around and said to him, "You too."
The sourness was thrown into a large sugar cube, and it turned into sweetness unexpectedly. Lu Wen was dumbfounded, and before he could organize the words to respond, Qu Yanting turned back.
As we approached the airport, Ruan Feng said, "Brother, I don't want you to leave."
This is acting like a baby, Lu Wen leaned over to pick up ready-made ones: "Me too."
Qu Yanting ignored them, the car pulled over and slowed down, he opened the bag to check the documents, and said without looking up: "Let's take it here, there are many people at the airport, go down so as not to be recognized."
As soon as we parted, Ruan Feng babbled a lot, he didn't have to worry about food, clothing and daily life, he only picked up heartwarming good things to say, he has been coaxing his elder brother who doesn't reveal his worries like this since he was a child.
In the end, Ruan Feng really had nothing to say: "Give Commander Huang hello for me."
Lu Wen was puzzled: "Who is Commander Huang?"
"My cat." The plump orange cat, arrogant, Qu Yanting let out a short and deep sound, and responded on behalf of Commander Huang, "Meow."
Half of Lu Wen's body was a little crisp, as if he had been scratched by a cat's paw.
He is not good at acting like a baby, he is not caring, and he doesn't understand all kinds of things in Qu Yanting's life, so he can only use his own way, open the door and get out of the car first, and forcefully say to Qu Yanting: "No one knows me, I will send you in .”
The familiar Jiangbei Airport, where they met.
If time went back to that day and Qu Yanting didn't drive Lu Wen out of the car, and Lu Wen knew who he was, which track would everything follow
The terminal building has been busy for ten years. After changing the boarding pass, Lu Wen accompanied Qu Yanting to a place with few people. He didn't see you off for thousands of miles, but now he had to say goodbye.
"Well, are you dressed enough?" Lu Wen became awkward, "The strong wind in the north cools down, so don't have a fever again."
Qu Yanting said: "Enough."
Lu Wen asked: "Have you had breakfast, are you hungry?"
Qu Yanting urged him in a gentle voice: "Are you going to ask about all the basic necessities of life? Ten minutes, pick the key points."
Lu Wen didn't know what was the key point, and felt that which side was the key point. After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "The next scene will be difficult to act. If you leave, who will tell me the play."
There are so many people in the director team, Lu Wen pretended to be confused, he was like a clever elementary school student showing his heart to his favorite teacher, the subtext is - what I need most is you.
Qu Yanting didn't understand, but he didn't expose it, and asked instead: "Do you want to play this play well?"
Lu Wen nodded vigorously, he really wanted it. At first it was for my stardom, then for the hard work of everyone in the crew, for Ye Shan and Ye Xiaowu, and now for the people who wrote this story.
And Qu Yanting also thought of him: "It's my job to act well, and all the pressure outside of the responsibility is thrown away. Keep your talent in mind and calm down, the future results will not let you down."
Lu Wen nodded: "Teacher Qu, I will remember your words."
Qu Yanting didn't reveal the truth to anyone. At this time, he told Lu Wen softly: "It's been many years since I finished writing this drama. It's my real debut. It's a souvenir I left for myself."
Lu Wen felt very lucky. He met Qu Yanting through this drama, and he will be included in Qu Yanting's commemoration in the future.
The flight information broadcast echoed in the building, making people panic. Qu Yanting looked at his watch. It was almost time to leave. Adults did not need to say goodbye. He smiled slightly and finally patted Lu Wen on the shoulder.
Lu Wen suddenly said in a hurry: "I have something important to say!"
Frowning slightly, Qu Yanting squeezed out a bit of patience: "One minute."
Lu Wen took a deep breath, and confessed the truth at the Jiangbei Airport where there were many people coming and going, and he said it with confidence: "Teacher Qu, I don't have a girlfriend at all!"
Qu Yanting blushed: "What are you shouting about..."
Lu Wen hurriedly seized this minute: "I don't have a date, and I didn't ask the nurse for a mobile phone number! The baby who called me that night was my baby, and they broke up after the call!"
The volume contrasted sharply with each other, and Qu Yanting said: "The Jiefangbei..."
"It's just a monument!" Lu Wen replied, "There is no predecessor or incumbent who circles around three times. It's all my bragging."
When one minute was up, Lu Wen consciously took a step back after speaking. He didn't need Qu Yanting to respond, but was afraid that Qu Yanting would ask him why he explained.
Lu Wen waved his hand, closed his mouth tightly and did not say "goodbye".
If we could see each other again, Qu Yanting would not have swallowed the "yes" when he said not to meet again by chance.
"Teacher Qu, have a good trip."
"Stop waving, open your hands."
Qu Yanting ordered, and when Lu Wen opened his hand hesitantly, he took two quick steps and rushed over, raising his arms to hug the tall body.
Rubbing his head would make him even more stupid, he gently rubbed the back of Lu Wen's smooth neck.
The story written by the screenwriter is just a fantasy composed of words. Qu Yanting turned his face sideways, and put his lips in Lu Wen's ear and said, "Thank you for making my fantasy come true."
The bosom changed from full to empty, Lu Wen opened his hands slightly, the warmth on the back of his neck was still there, and the soft words in his ears did not disappear, but Qu Yanting backed away, turned away, and turned to plunge into the flowing crowd.
Lu Wen stayed there for a long time, until he couldn't catch the slightest detail of Qu Yanting. The plane flew across the sky and was buried by the clouds, as if the memories of these days were also thrown away.
The sky is high and the road is far away outside the terminal building, which makes people feel empty.
On the way back, Lu Wen and Ruan Feng sat side by side in the first row, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, clinging to each other, like a pair of abandoned people.
Lu Wen took out his mobile phone to log in to Weibo. After five hundred years, he finally returned to Guan Ruanfeng and added WeChat.
Ruan Feng asked: "Brother Lu Wen, are you going to the set?"
Tonight is late at night, and work will only start in the evening. Lu Wen has to go back to the hotel first, and wakes up at four in the morning. He needs to catch up on getting back to sleep.
After getting off the car at the hotel, Lu Wen slowly took the elevator up to the 62nd floor. The door of room 6206 was open, and the housekeeper was leading the cleaning team to tidy up. People leave the tea to cool down, and new guests will move in soon.
After closing the door, Lu Wen inserted the room card and changed into slippers. There was a shirt on the porch cabinet, which smelled of laundry fragrance and was neatly folded with the neckline up.
He held it with his palm and walked into the cloakroom. The shirt had to be hung up so that there would be no wrinkles. He pinched the shoulder line and shook it, and the hem and sleeves unfolded from the folded state.
A touch of golden yellow falls.
"Huh?" Lu Wen bent down to pick it up.
It was a piece of white paper hidden in the shirt, the size of a palm, with a full-colored ginkgo leaf stuck to the lower right corner.
Lu Wen picked it up, and his lifeless heart beat faster after leaving the airport. In black and white, there was a small poem by Nabokov in Qu Yanting's beautiful handwriting——
Golden yellow ginkgo leaves
muscat grapes
shaped like a half-span wing
old time butterfly
Lu Wen gripped the paper tightly and read it over and over again, surprised, hurried, confused and unable to make sense of it. He can misunderstand the person who came out of the eighteen bends of the mountain road in plain language, yet Qu Yanting actually left him a poem!
Lu Wen ran out of the cloakroom to look for his cell phone. He wanted to find out what the poem meant. He turned around in the room, and the wind he brought gently shook a corner of the white paper.
The two lines on the back are exposed.
Lu Wen paused, and turned the paper over carefully. It was still written in Qu Yanting's handwriting, but it was written in a restrained and reserved manner, with unknown strength hidden in every stroke.
As if expected, the first sentence read: Idiot, don’t you understand
When writing, Qu Yanting faced the boundless night outside the window and overlooked the turbulent whirlpool of the Jialing River, and in his mind was the phrase "don't just meet me by chance".
Lu Wen couldn't move his eyes.
The next sentence is Qu Yanting's belated answer—
When we meet again, I will tell you.