893.5 [Yiliang Mobile Phone Memo-Excerpt]
All of a sudden, it was so sudden, everything happened so suddenly, the plot was too brain-burning.
It took more than 3,000 exclamation marks to calm down.
It was the actor's self-cultivation that saved my life - as well as the wine table culture and junior high school Chinese.
The typing hand trembled a little, probably because of the alcoholism.
After this battle, my acting skills and resilience will definitely have a qualitative leap.
Unexpectedly, the closest person in the coming year is the so-and-so who hated the most yesterday.
From this, I learned a truth: stay in the front line of being a person, and see you in the future.
Fortunately, because I didn't want to lose my demeanor in front of Yan Yan, I didn't do anything too out of the ordinary. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do, and I can probably only apologize to death.
Good luck! Uncle Huang is kind-hearted, chivalrous, and courageous. He doesn't care too much about me, and even- seems to have a good opinion of me
As expected of Yan Yan's own father, he is indeed innocent and approachable.
Make persistent efforts to maintain this state, be sure to have a good relationship with Uncle Huang, and wash away the previous major mistakes.
Self-blame, incomparable self-blame, because I was too filthy, to speculate on words with such an unbearable way of thinking, and misunderstood him for so long.
—Yanyan always said that I was nice to him, it turns out... He really thought I was nice to him.
Good as it should be.
After all, liking a person is ultimately because he thinks he is "good" and everything is good, and such a good person deserves the best treatment.
"Being good to a person" should be the most basic expression of liking in addition to the things that material things can give.
Digressing from the topic, continue to reflect, I should not misunderstand Yanyan, blindfolded and preconceived, it is really bad.
However, if it wasn't for a misunderstanding, I wouldn't have... I thought about getting in touch with him further, and I found that every inch of joy was a blessing in disguise.
- No, you can't justify yourself from a tricky angle. Wrong is wrong.
Yan Yan must be very angry. [Ugh]
Originally, I was thinking about how to confess for the past two days. I consulted various documents, listed a few pages of various plans, arranged a bunch of scenes, and made perfect preparations, but I still felt that it was not enough, and I hesitated about how to open my mouth. Now
!
The incident happened suddenly, and the mood was too ups and downs, and I forgot the preparations and arrangements to test the water tonight!
For the second time, I should have been blacklisted by that restaurant, and I'll probably be blacklisted by the violinist.
I'll have a pianist next time.
Well, it's not too late, even if it takes another half an hour to end, it should be able to catch up with the night fireworks at the amusement park in Plan B.
It's okay, it's still in the plan, it's safe and proper ^^
It seems a little too ritualistic, but... it's always good to be perfect.
Be sure to be perfect.
I don't know how to face Yanyan when I go back. [Ugh]
Will he... don't like me anymore.
probably not.
Or doubt my IQ
should be.
Forget it, anyway, let's go back first, you can't leave the table for too long, the fireworks are easy to get cold, and you don't wait for anyone.
894.
Gu Yiliang held the doorknob suspiciously, and touched the tip of his nose unnaturally: "...It hasn't been a long time, has it?"
Lao Huang really deserves to be a generation of ronin who has experienced strong winds and waves. The father and son were bumped right at the scene, and he could greet Gu Yiliang to sit down beside him without changing his face, and handed him a cup of hangover tea with a smile. "Are you a little drunk?" he asked.
Gu Yiliang looked at Lao Huang, then at me, who had a calm face, and then turned to look at the door of the box, as if falling into self-doubt: "... Also, maybe?"
Before Lao Huang could speak, he quickly shook his head and said with a firm expression, "No, I can still drink it!"
Old Huang was refreshed and admired: "Okay, okay, okay!"
I:"… "
895.
Anyway, as long as the two of them talk to each other and drink wine, there is no room for me to speak. I can only sit next to me as a wallflower, watching them exchange cups and listen to them chatting and laughing.
Gu Yiliang really tried his best to hold Lao Huang, not like Gu Yongzheng but Gu Lianying, spit out a lot of words, making Lao Huang laugh and never close his mouth, saying no. After two sentences, he started to say that if it wasn't for Gu Yiliang's character Yongzheng, his name would carry his seniority, and he really wanted to take him as his adopted son.
Gu Yiliang bit the rim of the wine glass, with the word misstep written in his eyes, and his face was full of regret.
Now you know how stupid you are? I laughed and saw him drop his eyes aggrievedly, and his stance immediately shifted.
Lang, we are one heart!
Jiuzhuang was cowardly, I tugged Lao Huang angrily, and whispered: "...If you want to recognize it, you can recognize it. Why do you care about the name, otherwise you can recognize him as a godfather."
"Hey, how do you talk?" Lao Huang turned his head and patted me in dissatisfaction, "Then he calls me foster father, you call him Gan grandpa, and you both call each other?"
I:"… "
Me: "You go on, you go on."
896.
Seeing them chatting again, I sipped my hangover tea, opened and closed a few social apps casually.
As soon as I clicked on QQ, I saw William William knocking on me and asking if I was there.
Although I haven't gotten over the humanities thing yet, but after all, I just officially came out in front of my parents and got approval, and I was blessed by alcohol. My whole mood was in a state of extreme excitement. After shaking his head, it didn't hurt anymore, Zhenzhen quietly returned.
William William: Little Nene, I've thought about it. I changed several versions and sent it out at that time. Maybe the staff of the show team made a mistake when printing the manuscript and took it as a copy. If you have seen the unmodified version, it may not be that Yanyan has seen it... Don't bother Yanyan and ask him about it.
What a girl! I denied the real candy I discovered, and I don't need to bother to think about the reason!
I was moved for a while, and my heart was relieved, and I said um.
William: By the way, that, I can ask out of curiosity... How far is their relationship going now? Stable
William William: There are a lot of people, so it won't spread to the group! I'm just asking privately!
William William: Because I saw them 1551 with my own eyes before, it was too sweet. I saw Yanyan didn't post much on the set in the past two days, and I was a little worried about 1551.
William William: It's okay to be inconvenient to answer! Please forgive a worried old mother!
I pondered for a moment, and just silently denied her a real candy, why don't I give her one!
Definitely not wanting to show.
Unspoken: They are fine, they are having dinner with Yanyan's parents.
There was no reply for a long time, but I reacted with hindsight.
oh no-
It's an iron law to be hammered!
I patted my forehead, which was burned by alcohol, and leaned back sneakily, and took a picture of Lao Huang and Gu Yiliang, who had their chin cut off, faceless, raising their hands to clink glasses, and attached a mobile phone QQ. The self-contained filter "Life with a Glass of Wine" was sent to her.
Unspeakable: [Picture]
Unspeakable: Oh, come and eat.
897.
For some reason, William began to swipe the ellipsis frantically, and I looked at the dots overflowing on the screen for no reason.
William William: ... words
898.
I:
899.
Unspeakable: Who
William: My hands are shaking and I can't type. My phone is about to be crushed. I don't even dare to write like this.
William William: Say it...
William William: Say it! ! ! You can have a snack! You didn't send it to anyone, did you? !
Unspeakable: Who
William William: I won't say it.
Unspeakable: Who
William William: . . . Angle, tableware, filters, that's all, the most important thing is.
William William: Why are you there when they see their parents? ? ?
900.
I snapped my phone to the table and slammed it hard.
Old Huang Gu Yiliang was startled and looked at me in unison: "What's wrong?"
Alcohol hurts! ! !
This hangover tea is useless at all! Others drink fake wine, am I drinking fake tea? !
The villain in my heart roared frantically and slapped his hand with a cane. I laughed so stiffly, I squeezed a few words from between my teeth: "It's okay, my hand is slippery."
Gu Yiliang glanced at Lao Huang with concern, and asked me carefully: "... Can't you?"
I:
No, my heart is shaking like confetti on the street, and I haven't heard the conversation you just had!
I smiled reluctantly, and my tone was as stiff as a mechanical sound, or the kind that rusted after being soaked in water: "You, say it again?"
Gu Yiliang blinked, his expression seemed a little hurt: "...I said, since the name is different in seniority, can I be called, um, Mr. Huang, Uncle Huang?"
He added in a low voice: "If it doesn't work, I won't call it that..."
Lao Huang looked at me disapprovingly: "What's the matter with you today, why are you not willing to let Xiaozheng be called what you want, so why let Xiaozheng be called this way? How kind, how like a royal family. "
I:? No, who is Xiaozheng? !
Gu Yiliang also looked at me, how lost his eyes did, as if he would collapse on the spot and cry in the next second.
Even though I knew there was a 99% chance that he was acting, I took a few deep breaths in my heart and calmed down: "Of course you can! It's just a little weird to call it that, after all we— "
"They are used to being called uncle over there." Before he could say the words, Gu Yiliang's lost expression instantly turned into the joy of being blessed, and he turned his head with bright eyes: "Dad."
Old Huang: "Hi!—"
I:? Isn't it why everyone calls you hiss? It's not Gu Yiliang. Actually, you did it on purpose, right
I pinched Lao Huang's thigh hard under the table, Lao Huang quickly adjusted his face, hummed reservedly, then took out his phone and shook it: "Cough, you guys are talking first, I'll go out and make a phone call. ."
After speaking, he stood up righteously and walked out without looking sideways.
901.
I listened to the frantic laughter faintly coming from outside the box, and held my forehead with trembling hands.
902.
This was the first time that Gu Yiliang and I were alone together after the misunderstanding was cleared up, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
I was silent, Gu Yiliang hesitated.
No, the main thing is, I fell off the horse? ! ! How can this be done? !
- Say I'm Xiao Chen? The photo was sent to me by Words
—Who would send a photo of himself and his same-sex lover meeting their parents to the assistant!
Otherwise, if you say that the photo was taken by me, I am actually Gu Yiliang? !
903.
My mind was torn apart by the alcohol. I was thinking of an excuse, and I picked up the phone and buckled it down again, making a loud noise.
Gu Yiliang fidgeted and looked at me for a while, glanced at the box door for a while, then silent for a while, moved over a little bit, came to me, hesitantly said: "Well, Yanyan, I call Uncle Huang by myself. —Is he unhappy? After all, our business…”
No, no, the old man was just incapable of self-control for a while, and was crazy about love outside.
Gu Yiliang looked dejected: "I didn't think about it carefully."
Seeing that the child was frightened, although the emotions in my heart were really broken, it was still clear which one was more important. I put William William aside for the time being and tugged at his face: "Now you know what you're afraid of? Just now Who is fearlessly mad at Lao Huang? Huh? Situ madly mad?"
he:"… "
He: "Situ is mad?"
Me: "Don't you like to give yourself a name, a compound surname sounds cool, or I'll change you to Zhuge? Ouyang? Wan Zhai? Murong?"
he:"… "
Him: "Gu Weiyanzi?"
I:"… "
904.
Master! Zhuge teases the devil!
905.
I kept giggling in my heart, and I didn't want to worry about misunderstandings anymore. After all, he thought that I was taken care of. Not only did he not "dislike" me, but he also protected me everywhere, even Uncle Qi estimated that, I suddenly saw Lao Huang just now, I guess he is not feeling well...
Hey, how can this person be so good.
When I was on the show, I said that I would not get him drunk or make him cry, but for Lao Huang, he also drank alcohol, and just ran out for so long, maybe he was emotionally broken and hid in the bathroom. Weeping.
I felt distressed about myself, and I was tugging in my heart, my face was calm, I held his hand, and sold a wave of calm and reliable at the right time: "Don't be afraid, everything is mine."
Gu Yiliang patted the back of my hand: "The situation is urgent, let's be practical."
I:"… "
He: "How about I give him some gifts for the old man? Root carving? Jade? Make a statue of him and put it in your garden? I read on Baidu Encyclopedia that-"
He paused, and my eyes narrowed.
Dare you just run out for so long, you just sneaked to check the information and did what you like? ! You still make me feel bad!
I gritted my teeth, and with a backhand, I pulled him closer, and kissed his lips that smelled of alcohol: "I said I'm not afraid, but I'm not afraid."
He was stunned by my kiss. He probably figured out something. He laughed so hard that his big eyes could hardly be found. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressed me down halfway, and whispered between my lips: "Wait, let's go together—"
Lao Huang held the phone to his ear and opened the door abruptly: "Old Lu called you—"
906.
Old Huang: "Cough."
Me: "Cough."
Gu Yiliang: "Cough."
We separated our bodies in slow motion, returned to our original positions and sat upright, looking at Lao Huang sincerely: "Please speak."
Lao Huang: "Pay attention to the influence, pay attention to the influence. Your director Lu asked you to hurry back to the crew, saying that there is a meeting to be held."
Gu Yiliang's body pressure stagnated for a while, I glanced at him inexplicably, then turned to ask Lao Huang, "What's going on at night?"
Lao Huang: "Lao Lu said that he received inside information. Someone is going to reveal that your male protagonist went out to gamble with a group of rich second generation last year. The impact is not very good. If you can't control it, it may cause the crew to stop shooting for a while , let you go back and sign an agreement."
I:… … … …
Lao Huang waved his hand: "Your male protagonist looks like a man. It should be a matter of no wind and waves. You don't have to worry too much, ah."
No, I personally think it's true in all likelihood - my brother, the real person doesn't show his face, the master is in the folk, a prostitution, gambling, drug and three habitat artist!
"Okay," I nodded, pulling the silent Gu Yiliang to stand up, "then let's go back quickly."
907.
A table that was intended for Director Lu and their banquet was completely wasted by the three of us. Gu Yiliang didn't know why the whole figure seemed to be suffocating. He was hesitant to answer a few times, which made me really confused.
How long has this been going on? I went back to the production crew, said goodbye to Huang, finished the long meeting, signed the agreement, and returned to the hotel. During this period, I also broke down once again because I saw a message from William William. His emotions did not reply. When he came over, he became more and more depressed, and he didn't talk to me very much, as if his heart was severely damaged.
908.
I'm almost beginning to wonder if he has something to do with the male lead.
909.
Until I sat down in the small living room of Gu Yiliang's hotel room, he was still unwilling to speak. I wanted to slap him with words, but I was a little reluctant to see him look lost, and said: " Don't worry too much about my lord, let's let the law-"
Gu Yiliang looked like waking up from a dream: "Huh?"
I:"… "
Me: "...Aren't you feeling sad for him?"
Him: "…No."
He was silent for a moment, plucked up his courage, and his expression was extremely solemn: "I..."
I lifted my heart and looked at him suspiciously, and he - lowered his head and slid his phone again.
I:"?"
I was interrupted by the appearance of Lao Huang, and also brought up a huge misunderstanding. I almost forgot about his indifference to me in the past two days. Now I remember it suddenly, and I was ignored for another night. A sullen qi and lingering wine taste blocked into my heart.
The clay figurine still has three points of anger. Besides, I am not a clay figurine, so I immediately grabbed his hand: "You, what's wrong with you?"
910.
I originally wanted to ask him domineeringly, but when I said a sentence, why did it sound a little wronged
I was sore myself, and I felt a chill in my heart.
I adjusted my tone and expression, and repainted the question: "Why are you ignoring me?"
No, why do you still seem aggrieved? ! man! Man a little!
I jumped over and half sat on him, pinching his chin: "Man, why are you ignoring me?"
No, what is this all about? ! Can I express my dissatisfaction properly? !
Gu Yiliang was stunned by my pinching, and his arms wrapped around my waist for a moment, helping me to sit a little firmer, and his lips lightly opened and closed, as if he was organizing language.
Okay, if you want to organize, let’s organize. The details are sincere. I was comforted by his subconsciously protecting me. I looked down at him and honestly waited for him to speak.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his expression seemed a little tangled, and his eyelashes trembled.
911.
When there were no edges and corners on the mountain peaks, when the river stopped flowing, when the time stood still, day and night, and all things on the day became nothing, he still wanted to talk, but he couldn't speak smoothly.
-Fortunately, this time I learned to be good, and I didn't hold my breath, otherwise, when he opened his mouth, I was afraid that I would have been cold, burned to ashes, and sent to the countryside to make fertilizer, and no one would recognize anyone.
No, he is an old clam with pearls and what is it? Why is it so difficult for him to open his mouth? Do I have to bubble him with salt water before he can spit out sand
To be honest, after thinking about it for such a long time, even if Xuanzong asked me to fetch a scripture, I would have already returned.
I have coaxed myself, and I no longer care about what is cold or not. People, there are times when you are depressed and unwilling to talk, right, you should be considerate of each other—
Just don't know what he's trying to say? Please, please clear up my confusion! Open your mouth!
I stared at him so deeply that I almost turned into a lookout stone, and finally, he spoke up.
Under my gaze full of hope and encouragement, he slowly said: "... Why don't we, let's talk about it tomorrow—?"
912.
I killed him!
913.
I shook Gu Yiliang's shoulders and collapsed: "Speak! You have something to say! As long as the brothers can do it! You can talk!"
Gu Yiliang stretched out his hand to support my waist: "Don't shake, don't shake, don't fall!"
I leaned back and looked at him with a dead heart: "If you don't tell me, I will fall to my own death, you can do it yourself."
Gu Yiliang looked at me, gathered up his courage again, and said solemnly: "I..."
I don't even mention the heart, just look at it, nine times out of ten he still can't finish his sentence.
Sure enough, he pursed his thin lips and stopped talking.
I was too lazy to vomit, so I decided to take a shower and go to bed earlier, just as I was about to stand up, he grabbed my arm tightly, moved me from his lap to the side and sat down, then ran in. Room.
I:? Why did you still run away
After a while, he ran back again and handed me a book with both hands.
I:
I took it.
914.
In his hand is a leather notebook, heavy, like a handbook.
This should be quite personal, right? I asked hesitantly, "... show me?"
Gu Yiliang bit her lip lightly and hummed.
I confirmed, "Can I see?"
Gu Yiliang nodded.
I opened the book.
915.
I was silent.
916.
This is... how do I say it, rather than a diary, it is more like a heart stripped of all disguise and cover-up, showing all emotions naked and pure, bit by bit, in bits and pieces, filled in A real Gu Yiliang.
Gu Yiliang stood beside me with an extremely nervous aura. I didn't look up and looked at the book in my hand seriously.
In the first half of the book, I remember the daily work in detail, including the joy when I received the job, the complaints when I was tired of work, the embarrassment when I was embarrassed, the gratitude for the kindness of others, and some trivial and disturbing family affairs interspersed among them. —After half a year like this, my name appeared in his book.
917.
It's not long, I haven't known him for a long time. One page is only less than 20 pages a day, but my part is surprisingly rich, and many extra pages are added in it, as if from other pages. There were a few sharp-edged pieces of paper torn from the notebook and pasted on—like, cell phone memos? The original moderate thickness of the book was stuffed bulging, it looks a bit messy.
The first encounter, the misunderstanding in the middle, the decision he made, he wrote down his mood, his mood changes, his entanglements, his unease and anxiety, my preferences, and his And then all the details of our relationship, sweet or awkward, funny or boring—
I looked at a completely different perspective, a completely different version, our story... How should I put it, it was as if I accidentally poured a paint called "Gu Yiliang" into the heart lake, and in an instant the entire lake was swept away. dyed his color.
918.
The pages were turned over one by one, until the date jumped to nearly two days, I didn't know what he was thinking about these two days, and finally revealed the mystery of his hesitant to say.
919.
I exhaled, closed the book, and returned it to Gu Yiliang.
Gu Yiliang looked at me calmly, but the knuckles of the book were a little pale: "...you—"
Me: "Wait, wait, wait, you stand here, I'll come when I go."
Me: "Don't think about it, I just leave the field and come back soon."
I am fast."
920.
I dodged into the back of his room, closed the door, locked the door, shouted his name a few times through the door, listened to the movement, and checked the sound insulation of the room.
Yes, confidentiality is good.
I turned around, my eyes swept around his room like a wind blade, and locked on an innocent mineral water bottle.
Good, it's you.
I ran over and picked up the mineral water bottle, found a place that was pleasing to the eye and put it away, and then—
It can be shattered to pieces with a single hand knife!
921.
Do you really think of yourself as Yiping when you call Yiliang? Write a diary behind my back all day? ! Or did he think he was Lei Feng, who did good deeds and kept his name in his diary? !
I like that I don't directly say to write in the diary! What if I don't respond? ! Do you want to wait for our children and grandchildren to cry and recognize each other after we miss this, and then wait for future generations to adapt our stories into novels and movies? !
What do you do if love has God's will? !
It's a shame that I tossed and turned all night to guess whether he was straight or bent, and he only used three cigarettes to bend himself? !
Also read the text! Still forced to purify Jin Zhuwen's routine into true love? ! What kind of fairy is he? ! Wenquxing down to earth? !
Still take care? ! Is there such a person who cares for people like this? Is it so shocking? ! Moved China's top ten gold masters? !
Are you going to chase after me? ! How can you talk about love after chasing people like him? ! Is there still room for improvement? ! So why don't we just turn the butterfly into a double? !
No, what do you mean by being afraid that I don't like the real him? ! No matter if he is Steel Garuru, Zhuge Momo, Situ Kuangao or Ouyang Paramecium, I really like him, okay? !
Say you want to confess? ! Can't you just say it directly? Is it so hard to say I like you? ! You have to make a big scene and still refuse to talk for a long time? ! ah? ! is it hard? ! The god of death is not as intimidating as he is? ! He just can't open his mouth and let me know that he can't do it with such a simple sentence? !
Confess, just confess! You actually took out the diary directly? ! What is the ultimate killer move of the god Pangu Kaitian, the god of earth-shattering weeping? !
I almost wanted to lie down and put Cheng Huan's crotch on the spot, okay? !
I was half-kneeling on the ground, gnashing my teeth and beating the mineral water bottle in front of me.
922.
I calmly opened the door.
Gu Yiliang was still standing there, looking at me nervously and at a loss.
I kicked into his arms at the start, jumped up again, and was supported by him in time, and the whole body hung on him.
923.
"I like you too," I said. "The world likes you the most."
The author has something to say
Thank you all for Ziz for the month!
Pure love, the car is outside
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Not suddenly, not suddenly! It was supposed to end here! It's better to be sweet and crunchy than being sloppy!
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It's still enough
There will be no extras, no thick, no long, no cars, no daily sugar, no continuous drop, no large-scale variety shows, no public coming out (this is an anti-flag (Mom da).
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Don't panic, William William is here!