Zhou Yuhe struggled to carry two heavy woven bags and threw them at the door like throwing garbage, then turned back to the sofa to gasp for breath.
After I recovered, I turned on my charged mobile phone, went to Weibo and looked at my homepage.
680,000 fans, 80% of which were just when he debuted, and the company poured resources into him to circle them. The growth of fans in the past few months is simply pitiful. The number of comments and retweets of the last Weibo was 564 and 92 respectively, and the net red data including the number of fans is also better than him.
Zhou Yuhe sighed, and then read the Weibo he posted in the past, and the feeling of another world made him fall into a trance again.
After reading it, he deleted some Weibo posts that obviously did not match his current personality, so as not to post Weibo again, it would make people feel like they were suddenly replaced.
Zhou Yuhe deleted Weibo for nearly half a year, and was about to delete it further, but did not continue after thinking about it.
Forget it, let's do it for now.
He looked at these traces of the past with nostalgia.
Not only the Weibo he posted, Zhou Yuhe couldn't help but go through the dark history of his old friends more than 20 years ago, browsed the inside and outside of the Weibo, and just sat with his mobile phone in his arms. over three hours.
What pulled him out of the state of reminiscence was a hot search that suddenly came up.
Cao Qiyue plagiarized
The three words "Cao Qiyue" entered his eyes without warning.
It was like a boulder suddenly smashed into the calm lake of the heart, causing a stormy sea.
Zhou Yuhe stood up from the sofa, quickly cut out Weibo, opened the phone address book, looked at the word "Cao Qiyue", and dialed it without thinking.
beep...
The slow and steady answering tone, not the cold "The number you dialed has been turned off", made Zhou Yuhe tremble and her eyes gradually turned red.
Singer Cao Qiyue was his most important female friend in his previous life and the only girlfriend he ever had. After discovering that both of them are not straight, they have been good friends since they broke up peacefully. After he ran away from home, Cao Qiyue became his only family member.
And this only family member, cut his wrists and committed suicide more than ten years ago.
The cause of death is this plagiarism.
Zhou Yuhe, who had not cried for a whole day from his rebirth to the present, but at this moment, tears could not be restrained from bursting out of his eyes.
You're still alive, it's great...
It's great to be able to be reborn!
Zhou Yuhe has never been so grateful for his rebirth, and grateful to God for giving him the opportunity to save her life.
As soon as the call was cut off, he dialed it again, until he went back and forth seven or eight times to make sure that the other party's mobile phone number could really get through, then he shook his hands and wiped the tears on the phone screen with his sleeves, respectively on WeChat and text messages. I left a message to Cao Qiyue.
Although I don't know why she didn't answer the phone, as long as she turned on her phone, she would definitely give him a message back.
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As soon as the drunk Zeng Ang entered the door, he saw Zhou Yuhe lying on the sofa crying into tears, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
He thought of the suspected packed luggage outside the door, and when he saw Zhou Yuhe like this, he immediately believed that the boy's love for him was still alive, and he wanted to use running away to motivate himself to keep him.
So he became more courageous by Jiujin, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, sat next to Zhou Yuhe, hugged his thin waist, and muttered Zhou Yuhe's name. .
"Yuhe, Yuhe, Yuhe..."
I didn't say anything superfluous, just called the name, which made people think.
Zeng Ang had already figured it out very clearly when he was drinking outside. Although Zhou Yuhe robbed Xu Chang from him, he couldn't live without him now, so he went back and used the alcohol to make him think he was tired of it. He still has affection for him, and if he makes a fuss about leaving the next day, this guy must be reluctant to bear him...
The tried-and-tested Zeng Ang seems to have grown on Zhou Yuhe's body, using his unusually low, hoarse, drunken voice to call Zhou Yuhe's name tenderly.
As early as the moment the other party entered the door, Zhou Yuhe completely woke up from the good news that Cao Qiyue was still alive. His eyes were extremely cold, and he shot at Zeng Ang like a knife and an arrow. It's a pity that Zeng Ang drank too much and didn't pay attention, and kept immersed in the script he prepared.
until--
"Go away." Zhou Yuhe said gloomily.
Zeng Ang was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to hear, and continued to rub Zhou Yuhe with his face.
Zhou Yuhe grabbed his back collar with disgust, lifted the guy's neck together with his head, and said to his flushed cheeks that he had been holding back for twenty years, and twenty years ago Zhou Yuhe couldn't say anything anyway.
"Take the garbage at the door and get out of here!"
Zeng Ang was stunned for a moment, and even his tone of speech became much normal.
"Door, are the luggage outside the door mine?"
Zhou Yuhe stood up, facing the sofa and sneered condescendingly, "Otherwise? Could it be my own? You have done so many things that I am sorry for, and I even packed my apartment for you to live in. I am myself. Pack up and leave, am I sick?"
Zeng Ang woke up most of the time. He looked up at the cold-looking boy in disbelief, and shouted, "Fuck! You don't have the right to drive me out! This is the apartment assigned to us by the company, you You can't make such a decision on your own!"
Zhou Yuhe frowned: "Have you lost your memory? You think that apartment is too small. I took you out to live in it two months ago. Now this is the house that Zhou Yu and I rented with money. I will drive you out to pay. Does it have to be approved by the company?"
When he said this, Zeng Ang remembered that there was such a thing.
Zeng Anghe is uniquely endowed. He was picked by the director after less than three months of training. Unlike Zhou Yuhe, who made his debut in filming, he practiced as a trainee of the company for seven or eight years. At that time, the company was planning to put him in the idol group to debut. Yes, but it is not uncommon for people to bring money into the group by airborne in the entertainment industry. He was squeezed out because of the repeated positioning. If the top management was not planning to focus on developing the actor department, I am afraid that he would not even have a chance to debut.
The fame and attention accumulated in the past year made him gradually forget——
He still hasn't paid off the huge debt owed to the company during his trainee days!
After losing Zhou Yuhe, although he can't say that he can sleep on the street, it is absolutely impossible to return to the current standard of living!
Zeng Ang, who was used to being fearless in this relationship, only at this moment clearly realized that between himself and Zhou Yuhe, the so-called dominance, the so-called do whatever he wanted, and even everything he got now - all because of this The love of a boy who is despised and hated to the extreme.
Once he loses him, let alone his current life, even in the future, those resources that belong to Zhou Yuhe will never fall into his hands again. Will he go to the showbiz with his own abilities? How is it possible, how is it possible...
Tears of remorse kept falling from his cheeks, he took advantage of the wine to shamelessly grabbed the boy's trousers, and wept bitterly: "Yuhe, Yuhe, it was you who misunderstood, I didn't do anything to apologize to you. things, don't leave me..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a box of small things smashed into his face.
Zeng Ang followed the way the thing rolled, reached out to catch it at the abdomen, picked it up and saw that it turned out to be a half-used safety cover.
Zeng Ang's face turned pale.
Zhou Yuhe's voice was like a deep frozen three-foot lake in the middle of winter, "What else do you have to say? You know, I don't need this stuff."
The hard evidence is overwhelming, Zeng Ang can no longer say anything to defend himself, so he can only hug Zhou Yuhe's waist with snot and tears, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I will definitely cut off contact with her when I go back, have a good time with you..."
Live a good life... In that case, he believed it twenty years ago, but what happened
"... Zeng Ang, I advise you to be sensible, hand over the keys, and get out by yourself, otherwise... don't blame me for beating you!" Zhou Yuhe shoved Zeng Ang off his body with force, and stepped on Zeng ruthlessly when he lifted his foot. Ang's chest.
That foot almost made Zeng Ang's throat sweet, and he didn't know if it was because he was a coward. In such a dangerous situation, he didn't run right away, but hugged Zhou Yuhe's foot, refusing to Let go.
"Do you really think I dare not hit you..." Zhou Yuhe dragged Zeng Ang out and threw it on the floor in the living room. Seeing that he was still in a daze, he was still reluctant to let go, and he even dared to say something he loved With his words, Zhou Yuhe, who was not weak at first, punched Zeng Ang's abdomen angrily, and then punched him in the hidden place where he was covered by clothes.
He endured this bad breath for 20 years. He imagined that he would have the opportunity to vent it so fiercely for 20 years, but at that time they were both well-known and popular entertainers, not to mention this kind of meeting alone. In the fortified scene, even the usual words must be considered three-point, so as not to let the media scribble.
And today! Zhou Yuhe's fists let out all the past, Zeng Ang's groaning as he lay on the ground, his embarrassed appearance, his vibrato begging for mercy——
What a relief it is! What a joy!
What a... !
Zhou Yuhe's eyes suddenly became wet for a while, tears blurred his vision, and even the person who was curled up under his fist and groaned, unable to fight back, changed from Zeng Ang to his own face.
Zhou Yuhe was startled.
The movement in his hand stopped.
Time stopped for a moment.
Then--
"Yuhe..." Zeng Ang wailed, and Zeng Ang was embarrassed and pitifully burst into tears. He didn't know what happened. In the dark and dark, he only felt that the things in his pocket had been taken out. He just realized what it was and struggled to snatch it. The next second, he was dragged and led back, and the whole person was directly thrown out the door.
"Hi--" Zeng Ang clutched his hurt back and slowly stood up, but saw Zhou Yuhe standing motionless at the door, tears streaming down his cheeks, there was no warmth in his eyes , seems to be looking at him, and seems to be looking at someone else through him.
There was a rustling sound in the dark night outside the corridor window.
It's raining.
Zeng Ang didn't know why his mood suddenly became so strange. In the past year, he had not quarreled with this boy very often, but he had never had this kind of experience before. It seemed that he would lose the illusion of this person forever, as if there was something in the deep A pair of muddy hands are pulling themselves to sink and sink again...
He also cried.
If it was said that the previous crying was a show, then at this moment, Zeng Ang was really sad, and he really knew he was wrong.
My body hurts a lot, but my heart hurts even more...
He was just about to say something, do something, but the boy's voice was faster, but his movements were faster, and at the same time as the voice fell, the metal door slammed shut.
He said--
"Goodbye, Zeng Ang."
Goodbye, Zhou Yuhe.