Xie Zhuxing won the first newcomer award in his life. After the awards ceremony, Liu Congming, his assistant and makeup artist celebrated for him, drank a lot of wine, and went home in the middle of the night.
The next morning, he got up with a splitting headache, a sore throat, and a stuffy nose. He slept on the sofa last night and forgot to close the window in the living room.
I searched through the drawer and found half a board of white and black. It was left over from Wang Chao's cold last time, only the black slices were left.
Anyway, I have no plans for today, just eat a pill and go to bed, just sleep.
He took a black pill, and just after taking it, Liu Congming called and asked him, "Has Leo contacted you?"
There was a buzz in his ears immediately, the name was like a shock wave, hitting the eardrum directly, making snowflakes jump before his eyes.
Liu Congming was over there: "Hello? Xiao Xie? Is the signal bad?"
Xie Zhuxing: "...No."
Liu Congming didn't know whether he said the signal was good or Wang Chao didn't contact him, but he heard his voice hoarse and said, "Just woke up?"
Xie Zhuxing pinched the tablet to catch a cold, and his mind wandered to other places. He pressed a few pills unconsciously with his fingers, and then asked, "Is he back?"
Liu Congming said strangely: "That's not true. Actually... it was his elder brother's assistant who called me just now and told you to go to see the boss, and also told you to go by yourself."
Xie Zhuxing was startled.
Liu Congming said: "Have you never met before? Does he know about you and Leo?"
Xie Zhuxing: "... I don't know if he knows or not."
He didn't even know this, and he didn't even know what Wang Qi asked him to do.
But he couldn't help but go.
No, it's not that he has to go, but that he really wants to go.
As for why he wanted to go, he didn't know, even if he knew, he had to pretend he didn't know.
... He didn't want to face his own backlash at this moment, and he didn't want to admit that he still wanted a chance to redeem himself.
He typed up countless versions of the belly draft, what would he say when he met Wang Qi, would he talk about work in a grand manner, or straight to the point and confess that he had been in love with Wang Chao....
However, as soon as they met, Wang Qi threw him a pair of boxing gloves.
On the eleventh day after leaving Beijing, Wang Chao and Chi Lidong arrived in Nyingchi, which is very close to Lhasa.
Before entering Nyingchi, I met a caravan. There was a stream under the road. It was so beautiful. The donkey friends who entered Tibet for the first time didn’t know how deep they were. People gathered around to discuss, unable to do anything.
Chi Lidong parked the car by the side of the road and went down to help.
Wang Chao looked through the car window for a while, feeling bored, so he went down to watch the excitement.
There was a young girl in the convoy who couldn't help her. She wandered out of the crowd and played with her mobile phone alone. Seeing that Wang Chao didn't participate in the rescue discussion, she talked to him: "Where are you from?" She spoke Mandarin with a southerner accent.
Wang Chao said, "Beijing."
The girl looked at him carefully and said, "You look like a singer I like."
Wang Chao pressed his hat, feeling a little uncomfortable.
The girl said: "But he is very white, and he is not bald like you."
Wang Chao: "... Is it me or is he handsome?"
The girl smiled and said, "How can there be such a comparison... You are also very handsome."
Pooh. Wang Chao turned around and went back to the car.
The day before yesterday in Bayi Town, Chi Lidong bought him a lotion for removing lice. He only used it once. The razor gave him a bald shave, and it was over.
He was also darker than a few days ago. The sunscreen couldn't withstand the ultraviolet rays of the plateau, and he was once dark every day, from the top of his head to his neck.
As soon as he looked in the mirror, he felt very depressed, and Chi Lidong opened his eyes and said nonsense: "This is much more handsome than before."
Finally arrived in Lhasa.
Chi Lidong took Wang Chao to visit the Barkhor Street, and went to the Jokhang Temple to listen to the lamas debating scriptures.
After listening to the debate, he stopped to look at the flowers grown in the temple by some young masters for a long time.
I don't know if the two pots of green plants are still there, does anyone remember to water them
The next day we went to the Potala Palace.
Wang Chao suddenly became serious, and carefully visited every place inside, and even listened to the introduction of the white horse grass used for the walls of the Cloth Palace several times.
When he left, he went down slowly, as if every step was full of nostalgia.
Chi Lidong asked him: "I like this place very much?"
He thought about it and said, "No."
What he is nostalgic for is not the Potala Palace, but when he arrives here, he has no future and can only go back.
At the end of the journey home, there is no home, and there is no him.
After coming down, Chi Lidong said: "I'm going to send postcards, do you want to send them?"
Wang Chao said: "Don't you come here often? And send this?"
Chi Lidong said: "I send it every time, but I can't send it every time."
Wang Chao didn't care and just followed him.
As the two walked, Chi Lidong asked, "Do you want to send it?"
Wang Chao said, "Didn't you say it couldn't be delivered?"
Chi Lidong smiled and said, "Maybe it will be delivered this time."
Wang Chao guessed: "Are you sending it to your ex-girlfriend? Just burn that one with a cigarette butt?"
Chi Lidong said: "No."
Wang Chao said, "Who is it for?"
Chi Lidong lowered his head, took another two steps and said, "It's the person I have a crush on."
Wang Chao said, "Why didn't you tell her face to face? Isn't it stupid to write postcards?"
Chi Lidong didn't speak.
Chao Wang still wanted to ask.
Chi Lidong suddenly turned his head, pointed to the back, and said, "Look."
Wang Chao didn't know why he turned around.
The Potala Palace is inlaid with a brilliant gold border by the sun, shining with dazzling holy brilliance.
Clear blue sky, floating white clouds.
It is beautiful, not like the world.
Chi Lidong bought a postcard and asked Wang Chao, "You really don't want it?"
Wang Chao said, "No."
Chi Lidong bought one, went to the side to write, and deliberately wrote it behind Wang Chao's back.
Wang Chao laughed at him: "Who wants to peek, you cheapskate."
He stood by the side and waited for a while, then asked the uncle at the counter: "Is it true that it can't be delivered?"
The other party glanced at him and ignored him.
He said awkwardly, "I'll send a few too."
People asked: "How many?"
He: "One... three."
Chi Lidong had already finished writing and stuffed it into the mailbox, so he came over and said, "Want to send it again?"
Wang Chao insisted: "It's okay to be idle anyway."
He took the postcard, hid aside, and secretly wrote it behind Chi Lidong's back.
The first two were written very quickly.
One for Wang Qi: "Brother, I love you." A small heart was also drawn.
One for Wang Jin: "Second brother, I love you." Draw a small heart again.
He didn't write the remaining one for a long time.
Chi Lidong urged him: "I'm going to get off work."
He just started writing.
After finishing writing, I quickly stuffed the three together into the mailbox.
Chi Lidong said: "Let's go."
Wang Chao hesitated to leave again, and asked the uncle, "Is it really impossible to send it?"
The uncle couldn't bear it anymore: "Why can't it be delivered? Ninety-nine percent of it can be delivered!"
Chi Lidong: "..."
Wang Chao turned pale with shock: "Then you didn't say it just now! Can you let me take it back?"
Of course not.
When the two came out of the post office, they both looked downcast.
Wang Chao wrote something that should not have been written.
As for Chi Lidong's "not delivered" postcards, "ninety-nine percent" were delivered.
Wang Chao sympathized: "She has been pretending that she didn't receive it, so she may not be interested in you."
Chi Lidong: "... I'll make a phone call."
He went to the corner to make a phone call.
Wang Chao sat down on the side of the road, feeling annoyed for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and searched for "Can I receive the postcard?" Many people said they couldn't, so they felt relieved.
Then I casually swiped through Weibo, read a few jokes, and scrolled down to see an entertainment news.
"Tomas, a popular member of the ID group, was revealed to have been admitted to the emergency room late at night, and his agent said that he was accidentally injured while filming an advertisement."