"It's okay. If you come back tonight, I'll wait for you tomorrow morning to have breakfast together." Ou Renjin whispered to comfort him.
“I’m back.” Ou Shaowen’s feet were a little stiff from the cold, and he stomped his feet on the spot. “We only have a short shot left before it ends.”
"How was your performance? Did the director not scold you?"
He answered "No" with a bit of pride, those times they had to fail were not because of him.
"That's amazing." Ou Renjin praised him generously, and then said, "I'll take your quilt to your room later. When you come back tonight, go back to your room and sleep, okay?"
"Of course I can," Ou Shaowen pursed his lips, "Can I make up for the missed day later?"
Ou Renjin laughed. Ou Shaowen's persistence and entanglement in such matters always made him laugh. "No. I have things to do at night sometimes, so there are always times when we can't sleep together. If we keep making up like this, how can we make up for it?"
"It can be made up." Ou Shaowen said in a puzzled tone, "Why not just make up for the missing days? How can it not be made up?"
“We’ll talk about this later. If you behave well during this period, I’ll make it up to you.” Originally, to him, Ou Shaowen was always quiet and well-behaved when he slept. It didn’t matter whether he slept with him or alone, a few days more or less. But seeing how much he cared, he couldn’t help but want to tease him.
"Okay, it's settled then." He argued for himself, "I've always been very good."
"Shao Wen." The assistant director shouted to him from a distance, "The shooting has started, come here quickly! These are the last few shots, we will go back quickly after we finish shooting."
"Okay." He responded, and turned around and was reluctant to end the call with Ou Renjin, "We are going to start shooting."
"Well, keep up the good work. I'm hanging up now." Ou Renjin on the other end of the phone didn't realize his reluctance and hung up the phone neatly.
Ou Shaowen stared at Ou Renjin's name on the call page for two seconds before putting away his phone and running over.
The last few shots were stuck twice because of Ou Shaowen. He was never restrained in bed and unable to move. He was always energetic after getting out of bed and rarely exhausted. I didn't know how to show this state. Fortunately, he has a strong ability to imitate. After a few times, he knew how to act according to the templates of the other extras and passed it smoothly.
The director team began to pack up their equipment and prepare to go back. Ou Shaowen took the initiative to go over to help them, thinking that the earlier the better, in case Ou Renjin was still awake when he returned. He would occasionally be delayed until very late by unexpected work.
However, he only helped to carry things symbolically twice, and the entire director team began to refuse. They were touched, but they were afraid that Ou Shaowen might make a mistake and damage their equipment. Secondly, they felt that after all, he was someone the president of Qimeng Company was determined to promote, and they couldn't really treat him as a newcomer in the entertainment industry. They should not let him do such heavy and strenuous work.
The assistant director was very excited and said quickly: "How about this, Shao Wen, you go and help clean up the garbage after everyone eats and drinks. We will take it away together when the time comes. We can't pollute the environment."
"Okay." Ou Shaowen nodded and went without saying a word.
They continued to move the equipment. Beside them, several extras were gathered together, chatting as they walked to the car. Someone glanced in that direction and couldn't help but speak up, "I have to say, Ou Shaowen has a really good personality. Although he doesn't talk much, he knows how to behave better than these people."
"Otherwise, why would he be the spokesperson?"
Among the group actors, Dong Qiao, who was the last to walk, paused. He looked behind him, hesitated for a moment, and rejected the idea of going forward to help. Ou Shaowen was approachable, and if he went to help, he might be considered as fawning.
A group of directors shooting commercials don’t need that.
Finally, after packing up everything, everyone got on the bus one after another.
Before driving, the assistant director looked around and asked, "Ou Shaowen, has he gotten in the car?"
"He seems to have gone to sit in one of the extras' cars. I just saw him talking to one of them. They seemed to be on good terms. It seemed like they were friends before."
"Okay, let's drive then."
On the other side, Dong Qiao took the two bags of plastic lunch boxes and beverage bottles from Ou Shaowen's hand and asked, "Are you done?"
"There are some paper scraps and cigarette butts on the ground."
"Now that the lights are turned off, it's not easy to clean up. Just ignore those things and get in the car." Dong Qiao opened the trunk and threw two bags of garbage in.
Ou Shaowen stood there in silence for a while, took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight, “I’ll go take another look.”
"Okay then." Dong Qiao paused, and for some reason he smiled sarcastically. He pulled off a garbage bag and handed it to him. "Then go ahead. Come back soon. We should leave."
“Yeah.” Ou Shaowen nodded, turned around and quickly walked into the darkness. The fog in the mountains was heavy at night, and the light from his mobile phone was quickly wrapped in the fog and could no longer be seen.
He stared at Ou Shaowen's back for a while. The driver who was about to drive came over and counted the number of people, then asked, "Where's Ou Shaowen? Is he leaving in our car?"
Dong Qiao turned his head and suddenly laughed, "He went to the front. There were seven people in our two cars. How could he squeeze in with us?"
…
Ou Shaowen squatted on the ground and picked up the last piece of paper. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car starting. It seemed that he was not sure from a distance. He listened carefully, stood up suddenly, and ran in the direction he came from.
As he ran, he could already see the tail lights of the last few cars. He ran and opened his mouth towards that direction, but before he could utter a word, the lights slowly disappeared into the fog.
He stopped and stood there in a daze. After a while, he turned on the phone in his hand. The page was still on the call record between him and Ou Renjin. He subconsciously wanted to press it, and his finger landed lightly on the top of the screen, but stopped again.
Ou Renjin had told him before that he would feel very uncomfortable if he was woken up while sleeping.
He has to be good and not be made uncomfortable, otherwise Ou Renjin will not be willing to make up for that day.
The time on the phone was not yet ten o'clock. Ou Renjin didn't usually go to bed that early, but he didn't want to take that chance. He walked slowly in the direction where the car lights disappeared, and called Qi Yue as he walked.
But he didn't answer.
After all, it's so late, and everyone has their own things to do when they return home.
He walked for a while, holding the phone tightly, as if waiting for something. After a while, his fingers exposed outside felt a little cold, so he put his hand and the phone into his pocket.
His memory was relatively good. He took the wrong route and found his way back. After walking along this mountain road with many branches, he finally reached the concrete winding mountain road. He was already warm all over and didn't feel cold at all.
So he took out his cell phone again, held it in his palm, and opened it from time to time to take a look.
The battery of his cell phone was only 18 percent left. He took one last look at the time and put the phone back into his pocket.
The world was completely silent, not even the sound of the wind or the birds, only the sound of his own determined footsteps. He wasn't actually scared, but he felt a little... How could he describe this feeling? He would unconsciously wonder what Ou Renjin was doing now, was he asleep, did he wash his hair tonight, would there be that refreshing and pleasant fragrance next to his pillow
He really wanted to hear his voice. He always liked to laugh when talking to him, and he looked so good when he laughed. It seemed that he could never learn the kind of smile that could make people instantly happy.
In fact, he was also easily awakened when he was sleeping. Occasionally, someone would come to observe his instruments in the middle of the night, and someone would puncture his blood vessels and inject drugs. But he would not react at all, and would still close his eyes and pretend that he was still sleeping.
But Ou Renjin must be different. He has a bad heart and must be a thousand times more uncomfortable than him. At this time, he suddenly felt that he was also very lucky. Although he was a monster without parents, he seemed to never be defeated by any disease, and he could save many people in pain and despair. The most important thing was that he could save Ou Renjin.
Then, he thought of the question that he had been thinking about for a long time, when would Ou Renjin let him have a heart transplant? After the transplant, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable even if he was awakened in the middle of the night. At that time, could he still secretly hold his hand occasionally while he was sleeping
After his mind was filled with Ou Renjin's name, he suddenly understood what he was feeling at that moment.
Kind of... lonely.
How long is this road? He felt like he had been walking for a very long time.
He suddenly stopped, looked at the winding mountain road that turned and went back, was silent for a while, stepped over the low guardrail on the side of the road, and prepared to take a shortcut.
It would probably take him another twenty minutes to walk from here to the winding mountain road below, but if he slid down the hillside, it might take less than two minutes.
It was a good idea! He judged the slope, zipped up the pocket containing his mobile phone, and rushed down without hesitation. The slope was not too steep, so he could still run down. However, he could not control his speed in the last few steps, and it was difficult for him to lift his legs high when he was going down from top to bottom, so he could only hit the guardrail of the road with a "bang".
He squatted down and rubbed his stomach despite the pain. It was strange that he seemed to be a little more afraid of pain than before, perhaps because he hadn't experienced pain for too long.
After crossing the railing, he walked a little further, followed the same pattern and took several shortcuts. Finally, at 1:30 in the morning, he saw several families at the foot of the mountain. He stood at the door of some of the families and hesitated for a moment, then gave up the idea of knocking.
Everyone was asleep, so he shouldn't disturb their sweet dreams. Besides, he had to rush back to have breakfast with Ou Renjin tomorrow morning!
So he continued walking forward, and walked for a long time, and finally saw a car occasionally passing by him on the road. This time he tried to stop a van, negotiated a price with the driver, and hitchhiked. At about three o'clock in the morning, he finally returned to the gate of the community.
He got out of the car and waved goodbye to the kind driver. After thinking for a while, he took out all the change he had and gave it to him. "I'm sorry for the delay. Thank you."