Out of the bar is a long sidewalk, which is also one of the oldest roads in the city. The stone slabs that were once paved have been polished smooth by the years and the footsteps of pedestrians, against the bright yellow street lights and the newly turned red The maple leaves together dyed the night with a strong sense of autumn.
Fang Lin walked in a hurry and his pace was fast, so the voice from the bar soon became inaudible.
He is very familiar with this road, and vaguely remembers that he used to come to Xiao Jianian's shop to sing, and one of his favorite things to do after get off work was to observe the people on the street.
In his mind, this street seems to have more stories than other streets. He has seen the middle school students who tried to come to a drinking party for the first time after the college entrance examination, and the most bloody emotional dispute at five o'clock in the morning. I have also seen a certain couple break up and reunite countless times under the moonlight because of a trivial matter... This is probably the reason why he didn't refuse to be an actor later.
He doesn't necessarily love the world, but he loves watching the world.
But it's different now.
Fang Lin was walking on this road now, with an open heart that he had never felt before. He couldn't see his appearance, but he felt that he should be smiling.
Maybe his expression will be different than his usual smile, maybe the passers-by who pass by him will wonder what good things happened to him. But these seem to have nothing to do with him.
He finally became a part of the world's pyrotechnic scenery on this road.
Fang Lin pinched his phone, he never saved Duan Changke's number, because he was afraid of being discovered by others, he had already written it down, and now he typed a few words, and he hesitated out of thin air.
Is it too late now
Wouldn't it be too impulsive to fight directly like this without any preparation
Ten thousand reasons to make him rational are circling in his mind at the moment, but the one thousand and one reason still overwhelms this hesitation - no matter what, he wants to hear the other party's voice very much now, even if a few words don't matter Small talk is fine.
He also entered the remaining few numbers, pulled the zipper of the jacket to the top, and then buried half of his face in it.
He tried his best to make himself breathe at the same frequency as the waiting tone, so that it seemed that he could avoid excessive tension.
Fortunately, the call was quickly connected.
Fang Lin rushed to speak before the other party spoke: "Mr. Duan."
"Fang Lin?" The other party's voice was very weak, and it sounded the same as before, except that the background was not quiet, as if there was the sound of a TV.
Duan Changke basically didn't have the habit of watching TV at home, Fang Lin noticed it: "Are you outside?"
"En." Duan Changke responded, "You said you wouldn't go back during the day, so I wasn't in such a hurry to go back."
I don't know why, but Fang Lin could hear the smell of "I'm not in a hurry to go home because you're not here".
Whether it's true or not, this knowledge made Fang Lin's hair swell, and the overflowing voice became sweet: "Oh."
Duan Changke seemed to be smiling, paused for a second, and even softened his voice a little, before saying, "Do you want to go? I may be late. You can go to bed before I can wait."
Fang Lin let out an "ah", thought for a while and said, "No. I have a shoot tomorrow, and auditions in the next two days. I guess I'll have to go straight to the second episode of the variety show after I'm busy."
Since the end of that drama, Fang Lin's workload has doubled compared to before. Now, between going to the airport, he even makes appointments for small interviews with platforms. All kinds of work seem to be arranged seamlessly. Shaggy and company gave him the screened results.
"Why do you work so hard on yourself?" Duan Changke sounded dissatisfied with the answer, "The colder the weather, the more you work?"
Although the other party's tone was a bit reproachful, Fang Lin was still very happy to hear it, and told him obediently: "The variety show and filming are arranged before, and there is another audition that I want to go to, a movie audition, the opportunity is too great." Rare."
The other party was very satisfied with his explanation and said, "That's up to you. If you really like that character, just tell me."
The second half of the sentence may be a joke, and there is a feeling that the money owner is rich and unreasonable.
Fang Lin remembered that he got the role by virtue of his own audition before, and remembered that Duan Changke respected him enough, and suddenly felt that all the knots in his chest were gone.
He started running on this most familiar road, holding his mobile phone while talking to the other end.
"Okay." He didn't even want to control it, his voice became louder, and he said to Duan Changke half panting, "Then, will Mr. Duan give me whatever I want at that time?"
Due to running too fast, the phone was filled with wind, Duan Changke seemed to stop on the other side for a second, and Fang Lin heard him say: "Okay."
Then I want you to like me too.
Fang Lin's heart was pounding.
He heard Duan Changke's voice stained with a smile, and called his name again.
"Are you in a good mood today?"
I am in a good mood.
So good that I want to convey all my feelings to you immediately, but I also feel that it is not serious enough and meaningful enough. I want to be ready to meet and tell you that even if you don't necessarily agree, I can still secretly take away a kiss.
"En." Fang Lin said very seriously, "I will tell you next time we meet."
"Goodbye Duan Boss!"
Fang Lin had never been in such a mood before, even saying goodbye was happy.
Duan Changke was holding the phone, Fang Lin hung up the phone too quickly, leaving the unspoken "I'm with your grandma" stuck in his mouth.
He felt that he might know the reason for Fang Lin's good mood, so he asked the hospital about the old lady's condition, and said that her condition had been stable in the past few days, better than before. Combined with what Fang Lin said today that he wanted to see her, he knew that the old man was doing well.
Duan Changke herself also felt that she was strange, but she couldn't tell Fang Lin that he had met the old man once. She originally wanted to come over after work and meet Fang Lin to explain the relationship between this hospital and her home, but she didn't expect that Something happened temporarily, and Fang Lin had already left when he arrived here.
Just as I was about to contact him, my phone rang first.
Fang Lin's voice tonight sounds different from before, it seems to be full of vitality, as if it can be transmitted through the receiver.
In fact, he completely trusted Fang Lin's ability, and he also knew that with his current popularity, as long as there were no major accidents, his popularity would keep rising, and he didn't need to do anything extra to give him any benefits.
But Duan Changke still couldn't hold back and told him what he wanted.
He knew that this kind of promise was actually clumsy, but he couldn't find any better words that could express his meaning.
He thought intently, whatever Fang Lin asked at that time, he should have agreed.
He recalled Fang Lin's appearance in the afternoon, raised his head from under the desk, the corners of his eyes were obviously wet with desire, but he just wanted to touch his chin and hold him up.
His moist lips looked like they needed a kiss.
Duan Changke bent down to meet his gaze, and recalled Fang Lin's refusal to kiss her before, so she took it back and spoke to him softly.
He probably knew why Fang Lin rejected him before.
Because that moment is so intimate.
Too close, too ambiguous, so ambiguous that anyone just needs to say "I like you" casually, and they can break through that meaningless agreement and be together simply and clearly.
Duan Changke didn't realize it himself, and he didn't seem to reject this hypothesis at all.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he put away his mobile phone and knocked on the door with bright yellow lights.
When Fang Lin returned home, he was still so excited that it was hard to calm down.
In fact, he doesn't have a strong desire to talk, but at this moment he still wants to find someone to discuss it a little bit.
Preferably with some experience.
Fang Lin felt that it was not good to talk to anyone about this matter, and he probably couldn't believe it when he asked Tao Le, not to mention that the mother's single mother had no reference value. Looking for Xia Qi may also be analyzed with him rationally and calmly, and then give some seemingly reasonable suggestions...
But he doesn't want to be sane right now.
So Fang Lin thought about it, and it seemed that there was only one person he could contact, or share his current thoughts with.
He opened WeChat on his phone.
Fang Lin: Are you there? Come out and chat.
mango: ...
mango: Not here, already asleep.
Fang Lin: Why are you still learning inversions from those two kids on the previous variety show
mango: Do you want to take care of it? ? ! ! have got to go! I'm very busy!
Fang Lin: Let me ask you a question.
mango: Not available.
Fang Lin: Have you ever confessed to anyone
Fang Lin: I like someone, I don't know what to say.
mango: ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
In the next second, the person who was not talking and had no time made a voice call directly.
Meng Jinyu did not hide his surprise: "What are you doing?? Are you crazy? Just tell me that!! Is this something I can know??!"
Fang Lin said relaxedly: "I'm not an idol, so it's okay to fall in love."
Meng Jinyu hit a straight ball: "Male or female?"
Fang Lin: "..."
Meng Jinyu touched the doorway from the silence: "I knew it! You wouldn't come to me if you were a woman!"
Fang Lin: "What should I do?"
Meng Jinyu asked: "Have you told your agent?"
"No."
The other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother, brother," Fang Lin called him in the tone of his fans, "Help me a trick."
"But I really don't know." Meng Jinyu's tone was distressed, and he didn't know whether it was to show off or to be really sad that he couldn't help, "After all, it was the window paper that was pierced by the other party first."
Next, Fang Lin was desperately forced to listen to a lot of how the other party got along.
"I've always been afraid of the dark. Even my assistant thinks I'm coquettish, but he's the only one who takes it to heart, and will take the initiative to contact me when he's busy, saying he's afraid I won't be able to sleep well," Meng Jinyu said while recalling, " Later, when I went to Hui Yao temporarily for business, I bumped into him in the elevator, he, he, he, he kissed me..."
"Oh, it's very cliche. He said he would give me something, buy me roses and take me to dinner. Finally, when we went to the hot spring hotel, he told me that he wanted me to sleep without being afraid of the dark from now on."
Fang Lin finished listening expressionlessly.
He was wrong, he shouldn't have sent that message.
However, Meng Jinyu did not forget the original intention of the call in the end, and gave some theoretical suggestions: "Anyway, there must be a sense of ceremony! It is the best thing to like someone! I plan to spend some time on his birthday and prepare for him. A big surprise, with roses spelling out his name... ”
Fang Lin didn't even bother to complain about how Meng Jinyu could be so non-mainstream at such a young age: "That's enough, I know, I'll hang up and see you later."
But Meng Jinyu was right.
Loving someone is really beautiful.
He went to wash up, read the audition script for a while, and finally felt a little sleepy.
The quilt in Fang Lin's house was still a little thin, and he inexplicably thought of Duan Changke's embrace in countless nights.
It was already very late, and according to Duan Changke's schedule, he should be sleeping at this time.
But Fang Lin suddenly had a thought.
While making complaints about Meng Jinyu's non-mainstream needing someone to put him to sleep every day, he quietly sent a message to Duan Changke under the quilt.
"Good night."
It doesn't matter if Duan Changke falls asleep, he is already very happy when he thinks that the other party will receive it tomorrow.
But a few minutes later, the screen lit up, and a simple line of text was sent from the contact who would not have heard back.
"Good night."
he replied.
Fang Lin started laughing while holding the phone, a little silly.
As soon as he replied, it was as if the whole world was saying goodnight to him.
He suddenly fell in love with Duan Changke, more than the last second, the last second.
Not only do I like everything about him, but also because I met him, I started to connect with the human world.
Maybe it was because of meeting Duan Changke that he became different, whether it was his grandmother or his career. After rebirth everything is different.
He seems to be able to try to have a new life, a new love.
He originally wanted to separate himself from the world, but the world accepted him gently.