Because it was broad daylight, the first-class cabin was not quiet, and there were voices of passengers talking at a lower volume.
Lu Wen was wearing casual attire, a gray sweater, sports pants and a jacket were all pure black, and an untied cashmere scarf was wrapped around his thigh. He propped his chin, and had been blankly blank for half an hour.
These two days of each year are when he is most stable.
Sun Xiaojian is working next to him. Since Lu Wen publicly slapped Jin Yanyu and the program crew, his workload these days is more than in the past year.
"This program is really right." Sun Xiaojian said with emotion, "It was originally intended to make you look good, but unexpectedly you overfulfilled the task, and your popularity and popularity skyrocketed."
In normal times, Lu Wen would definitely have been chatting with him, but at this moment he just gave a mild "hmm".
Sun Xiaojian was vaccinated: "Although it's not an overnight hit, it's a turnaround compared to before. Don't drift away, what should you do, just listen to the praise of fans."
Lu Wen nodded, he cared more about the audience's evaluation of his work than how many fans he had, and asked, ""Wan Nian Qiu" has been broadcast for six episodes, how is it?"
"I was just about to say it." Sun Xiaojian said, "You play the male lead guard, basically you are the male lead in the scenes, you are strong in martial arts, loyal and reticent, especially in the episode of the Savior wearing the golden armor and red cape, it is simply amazing."
Lu Wen was a little relieved, and asked again: "How is the ratings?"
Sun Xiaojian replied: "The top three in the same period, the team of "Wan Nian Qiu" is there, it will not be bad. But you don't have to worry about the ratings, and you don't need to be under pressure."
As he was talking, the flight attendant pushed the drink cart past and asked what he wanted to drink. Lu Wen glanced at the colorful bottles. Juice has high sugar content, and Coca-Cola will cause hiccups. Why don't you have a glass of pure milk.
"Excuse me." The flight attendant showed a little excitement in his courtesy, "Is this Mr. Lu Wen?"
Lu Wen: "Huh? I am."
The flight attendant said happily: "I watched "Utopia", and I really like you."
It's hard for Lu Wen to describe the feeling of this moment, the trance that comes from all the hardships, and the surprise that the fantasy is reflected in reality, he reacted a little slowly and smiled, and said kindly: "Thank you."
The flight attendant returned to the original point: "What would you like to drink?"
Now that he was recognized, Lu Wen had no choice but to carry out the character design in the show and replied: "Uh, a glass of ice water."
Halfway through the voyage, Sun Xiaojian went to the company after getting off the plane. He turned off his iPad and said, "Recently, there are scripts, interviews and endorsements that are constantly being found. The company will screen them. I will send you a copy by email. You can also look at it and think about it."
Lu Wen: "Understood."
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you." Sun Xiaojian said, "Some media asked about the itinerary, so there will be reporters staying at the airport."
Lu Wen scratched his temples: "I'm in a hurry."
Sun Xiaojian explained: "Don't delay, you go your own way. This kind of manuscript is not reviewed, but they will probably mention Jin Yanyu, and if you can't answer it, just laugh it off."
The clouds outside the window gradually faded, and the plane landed and slid to a stop. Lu Wen unfastened his seat belt and stretched. The sun was fine yesterday, but today the wind has cooled the temperature. He pulled the metal zipper puller of the down jacket to the top.
Instead of going through the VIP passage, Lu Wen appeared from the exit gate, before he could see where he was going, a flash of light shot at him in unison. After a few seconds of adaptation, he greeted the reporters with a smile.
Sun Xiaojian secretly reminded: "Smile happily."
Lu Wen tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, and then collapsed after walking two or three meters. He really had no interest in pleasing people, so he made up in the old way: "There is a Starbucks next to it, and I will invite everyone to drink later."
The reporters rushed to ask questions, and the one closest to him asked, "Did you and Jin Yanyu meet for the first time in "Utopia"? Have you had any troubles before?"
Lu Wen said, "No."
Seeing that he had no more text, another reporter asked: "Netizens call you a 'face-slapping master', what do you think?"
Lu Wen thought for a while: "It was purely accidental."
Reporter: "Who was the ring that caused the bloodbath? Is it convenient to disclose?"
Lu Wen recovered a little smile: "No comment, let's add another small cake for everyone."
Reporter: "You have a lot of fans, fans are very concerned about your love life, are you currently single?"
One step away is the glass door of the terminal building. The family car and driver are waiting outside. Lu Wen stopped and replied truthfully: "I really am."
Reporter: "In the first issue of Utopia, your mansion was highly discussed. It is rumored that you are the second generation rich?"
Lu Wen didn't dare to reveal the truth casually, otherwise he would be beaten when he returned home. He jokingly said, "I bought it on a loan. My dad almost discounted a leg of mine."
Walking out of the terminal, the driver Xiao Shao opened the door and guarded Lu Wen's back to prevent the reporters from getting too close. The car door was closed, the camera flash and the noisy human voice were isolated, Lu Wen slumped on the seat and exhaled.
When leaving the airport, the driver asked: "Go home or..."
Lu Wen looked at his watch, it was almost noon, and ordered: "Go directly to the cemetery."
The mediocre winter scenery along the road was still there, and Lu Wen didn't care to appreciate it, and only looked out the windows to search when passing by groups of shops. Pulling over the car, he went into a flower shop facing the street and bought a bouquet of flowers.
Lu Wen doesn't have much research on flowers, and the indoor and outdoor flower arrangements at home are also taken care of by special personnel. Only on this day of the year, he would go to the flower shop in person to pick a bouquet of this and that, like a child presenting treasures to his mother on her birthday.
On the road again, Lu Wen called Lu Zhanqing and got connected. He said, "Dad, Xiao Shao has picked me up."
Lu Zhanqing was still the same as before, and said neither happy nor angry: "Understood."
"I'm not going home now, I'm going directly to the cemetery."
"Ok."
Lu Wen held the fuselage in his palm, he had nothing to say, but he didn't hang up for a long time. Lu Zhanqing was silent inside, and didn't intend to express his opinion.
After killing for half a minute, he said, "It's quite cold today, you should wear thicker clothes when you go out."
"Okay." Lu Zhanqing said, "Go."
The call ended here. The father and son never quarreled on this day, they were very restrained, and they could even be called sympathetic.
After Lu Wen turned fifteen, Lu Zhanqing no longer took him to the cemetery. Usually he would go in the morning, while Lu Zhanqing would go in the afternoon, and would stay until dusk.
The reason why he traveled at the wrong peak was because Lu Wen was stubborn and talkative when he was young. He spent ten minutes reminiscing in front of Wen Jia's tomb and complaining for half an hour. Lu Zhanqing can't do anything in front of his beloved wife's grave, and he endures it very hard every time.
However, when Lu Wen grew up, he gradually understood that Lu Zhanqing wanted to be alone with his mother for a while. He also knew that the death day of his mother who died of dystocia was his birthday. Lu Zhanqing was afraid that he would be sad, so he chose the fourth day of the fourth day to visit his wife's grave.
Lu Wen sorted out his thoughts in a mess, the car drove into the cemetery, and the world seemed to be desolate and desolate.
Wen Jia's tomb is on a sloping lawn, with tall and lush pine trees planted behind it. When Lu Wen was a child, he looked through the safe at home for fun. There were some love letters in it, which were also the correspondence between Lu Zhanqing and Wen Jia when he was in the Air Force. His mother once said in a letter that Lu Zhanqing was like a sylvestris pine that could resist everything.
Lu Wen stood in front of the tomb for a while, put down the flowers, and walked towards a building behind the lawn. There are independent memorial rooms on the first floor for Wen Jia's tablets and photos, and the second floor is like a showroom, where Wen Jia's favorite items are stored.
Lu Wen sat cross-legged on the cushion, propped his chin and looked up at Zhong Wenjia's face in the photo. This feeling was so magical that he couldn't explain it, so he could only stare intently.
"Mom, I'm here."
"Happy birthday, you are still as young as last year."
"Old rules, my dad will come back in the afternoon."
Lu Wen spoke unhurriedly, his hair was a little long, he pushed his head back, raised his whole face and smiled at the photo: "My god, your son is finally turning red."
"Mom, are you happy for me? Anyway, I'm pretty in my heart, at least your husband can't look down on me anymore."
"Speaking of your husband, it's not easy for him. Specifically, let him complain to you this afternoon. I won't go into details."
Lu Wen shut up suddenly, then wrinkled his nose childishly: "Mom... I have to tell you something."
"Me, I like men, I'm also very surprised, but that's how things are." He couldn't help groping into his pocket, still muttering, "But I didn't get lost for too long, and I found the man I like steadily and relentlessly." of."
Lu Wen took out his wallet and said, "Mom, let me show you someone I like."
Opening the wallet with one hand and putting the other under it, Lu Wen acted like a salesperson showing cosmetics: "His name is Qu Yanting, how is it, isn't he handsome?"
Until his hands were sore, Lu Wen closed his wallet and panted, "But I haven't caught up yet."
Lowering his head, Lu Wen stared blankly at the carpet: "Mom, I've never been very promising, so what should I say, a mother is more expensive than a child, don't you lose face in heaven?"
"Let me tell you, I donated a salary in the name of Wenjia Foundation. It's a gift for you. I don't want to worry about Huanlu's stuff, but I will take over the foundation from now on."
"Don't let my dad hear this, I don't want to die young."
"Well... that's all."
Lu Wen got up from the mat, wrapped his scarf around, and then waved at Wen Jia's photo: "Mom, everything is safe, everyone can dream about something, let's go."
Leaving the cemetery, Lu Wen had no plans to go home, so he asked the driver to take him to Knowles Club. The club is a membership system, so you don't have to worry about being photographed by reporters.
Halfway through, the phone rang. It was a WeChat message from Lian Yiming, asking if he would like to have dinner with Sophie. Then Gu Zhuoyan also sent, asking him to play games at home. Su Wang was much more straightforward, and said to go drinking with him.
Lu Wen rejected them one by one. During the happy Spring Festival, he didn't want to affect anyone.
The club is hidden in the low-key West District. There are golf suites, cigar salons, and a library. Lu Wenbao's name can be seen freely, but he is not in the mood to play, so he goes directly to the bar on the fourth floor.
The American-style decoration was complicated and thick, so Lu Wen picked a counter seat, flicked his tongue at the bartender, and first ordered a glass of cherry vodka.
In Linxieyuan Community, Qu Yanting was cleaning in the study room with the computer turned on. When he got up in the morning, he wanted to write a script, but he couldn't sink his mind, so he cleaned the whole house.
There was a tin biscuit box in the drawer, which was used to store business cards. Qu Yanting put the note with the number left by Du Changhan in it, and temporarily put it on the shelf.
After finishing everything, Qu Yanting took a bath and watched a movie in the living room with the curtains drawn. An epic war movie with an astonishing length, the tone is cold, and it matches the cooling weather.
Qu Yanting seemed to be concentrating, but actually he was distracted a thousand or eight hundred times. He didn't pay attention to what he was talking about from the beginning to the end of a conversation between a soldier and a colonel. I just quietly remember, what time does Lu Wen take the flight, has he come back, and has he been to the cemetery.
He picked up and put down the phone repeatedly, unable to figure out the mood of the other party, afraid that caring would turn into interruption.
Qu Yanting nestled on the sofa worrying about gains and losses. It turns out that because of an invisible and intangible care, no matter how decisive a person is, he will be tortured into indecision. Besides, he was cowardly.
The film gradually came to an end, it was dark, and the tragic climax/tide had passed, Qu Yanting pressed the power button of the remote control amidst the sad background music.
The living room was dark, but the phone screen was extraordinarily bright.
The caller ID is "Lu Wen".
Qu Yanting speeded up his heartbeat as if in stress, as if the words of yesterday evening had stopped in his ears, he picked it up and called softly: "Lu Wen?"
"Qu, Teacher Qu..."
Obviously drunk, Qu Yanting asked: "Have you been drinking?"
"Yeah, I drink from day to night..." Lu Wen sang with his tongue out, "You will never understand my sadness... just like the day does not understand the darkness of night..."
Qu Yanting got up and went into the bedroom: "Lu Wen, where are you? Answer me... stop singing!"
Lu Wen said aggrievedly: "Why are you so fierce!"
"Okay... I was wrong." Qu Yanting's heartbeat turned into tiredness, "Hey, tell the teacher, are you home?"
Lu Wen asked vigilantly, "What are you doing? Home visit?"
Qu Yanting was afraid of him, and when he was at a loss what to do, there was a bang inside, probably because Lu Wen dropped the phone. There was a messy movement, and a stranger asked: "Hello, are you a friend of Mr. Lu?"
Qu Yanting asked the waiter about the situation, and asked, "Take care of him for me, I'll pick him up as soon as possible."
After hanging up the line, Qu Yanting hurriedly changed his clothes and went out. The Spring Festival road was empty. He wandered in front of the speeding line all the way, and rushed to Knowles Club at full speed.
On the fourth floor, the elevator went straight into the bar, and Qu Yanting walked out quickly, catching Lu Wen's figure in the dim light.
On the bar table, Lu Wen was lying there with his palms on the back of his neck, and there was a row of wine glasses in front of him, and he couldn't remember which round it was. Qu Yanting ran over, grabbed Lu Wen's shoulder through the soft down jacket, and called the other party's name.
Lu Wen raised his head, glanced unfocused pupils, recognized Qu Yanting after a while, and hugged him with open arms.
In front of the crowd, Qu Yanting half pushed and half supported: "Release..."
"I do not."
"You let go first."
"If you say something to bother me... I will let go immediately."
Qu Yanting choked, trying to ignore the gazes around her, grabbed Lu Wen's waist and walked out. The 1.88-meter body was pressing on his side, so heavy that he was sweating a few minutes after arriving at the parking lot.
Qu Yanting stuffed Lu Wen into the rear compartment, put on his seat belt, and couldn't help looking in the rearview mirror when starting the engine. Lu Wen, as the protagonist of the wrap-up banquet, can grasp his sense of proportion, but today he was drunk, Qu Yanting is lying if he doesn't feel distressed.
Driving on the road, Lu Wen snorted, "Master, you don't need to play the watch."
Qu Yanting said, "Okay, where are you going?"
Lu Wenyang leaned on the seat: "Of course it's so late to go home!"
Qu Yanting asked, "Where do you live?"
Lu Wen replied: "A broken community, Linxie Garden."
"..." Qu Yanting couldn't cooperate anymore, "That's my home."
"I'll go there." Lu Wen leaned forward to lift the seat, and was stretched by the seat belt, "I want to find someone, someone named Qu!"
Qu Yanting felt drunk too: "What are you looking for?"
Lu Wen had a stubborn look on his face: "What are you doing... Do you have any objections to visiting during the Chinese New Year?"
Qu Yanting lowered the car window, and the cold wind howled in, blowing away most of the smell of alcohol. When he arrived at Linxie Garden, he helped Lu Wen out of the car, and suddenly understood that "pay for pay", maybe it was the debt he owed last time when he was drunk.
After entering the house, Lu Wen flung himself on the sofa in disbelief. Commander Huang meowed in annoyance, and jumped onto the coffee table to wander around.
Qu Yanting went to soak the honey water. It was the first time to soak it. Too much honey made it thick. Lu Wen turned his head when he heard it, pretended to vomit, and said, "Why are you giving me slop!"
Qu Yanting was afraid that the bastard would vomit in the living room, so he helped him up to go to the bathroom, lifted the toilet lid, stroked his back with his palms, and asked, "Do you want to vomit?"
Lu Wen was drinking like crazy: "Why do you want to vomit? Wouldn't it be a waste to drink if you vomit it out?"
Qu Yanting said patiently, "Then do you want to pee?"
Lu Wen annoyed: "It's either throwing up or peeing, oh my god, you... make me sick."
Qu Yanting was overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol: "I feel sick!"
"Why do you feel sick..." Lu Wen narrowed his blushing eyelids, "Is she pregnant?"
Qu Yanting's mentality collapsed, and at this time Lu Wen brushed his hand away, seemingly for convenience. He stepped back and turned around, and said wearily, "Piss, hurry up."
Scattered steps sounded from behind, and Qu Yanting worried: "Can you stand still?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a strong sound of water in the bathroom, full of force and rushing, Qu Yanting was so frightened that he couldn't help but say, "How long have you been holding it?"
Twenty seconds passed, and the sound of the water remained undiminished. Qu Yanting thought in admiration, what grade of kidney.
After nearly a minute, Qu Yanting couldn't bear to look back. There was no one in front of the toilet. In the shower room by the wall, Lu Wen was standing under the shower, soaked from head to toe.
The door was not closed, hot water droplets splashed out, Qu Yanting stepped over, and didn't stop even half a step when his face was wet. He walked up to Lu Wen, raised his head slightly, and only said one innocuous sentence after deliberating for a long time: "Be careful of slipping."
When his shoulders sank, Lu Wen held his shoulders with his wet hands, and slid his palms against his clothes, passing through his forearms, and grabbed the sides of his waist in a flash.
Lu Wen's eyes became more and more blurred in the water vapor, and he couldn't be sure if he woke up from the shower or if he was more drunk. He pinched Qu Yanting's waist, and said under the spraying water, "Teacher Qu, the time limit is up."
He didn't say a word about what he did when sweeping the grave, he didn't want sympathy, he just wanted love.
Qu Yanting's clothes slowly became wet, like a handful of snow slowly melting.
Meteor-like images flashed back in the haze, the 62nd-floor corridor, the RV booth in the afternoon, the paper stuffed in the door, the hospital room, the windbreaker with residual body temperature, the swimming pool, the sweet persimmons, the notes on the takeaway box, guarding the door of the bathroom the back...
Arrived at the club parking lot an hour ago, turned off the engine, and Qu Yanting paused for a moment in the driving seat alone.
He finally opened yesterday's unread message, and the reply from the unlucky little singer was—
You can be brave for him, why not try hard for yourself once.
Qu Yanting's face and eyes were red as the hot water hit him. He wrapped his arms around Lu Wen's neck and said slowly, "Don't get drunk today next year, and then you won't be sad alone again."
Lu Wen asked in a low voice, "Why?"
Qu Yanting replied piously: "Because you have me."
In the white mist, Lu Wen didn't have time to close his eyes, and his lips were kissed by Qu Yanting like a dream.