Liang Sizhe found a noodle restaurant, sat down at an open-air wooden table, ordered a bowl of beef noodles, and ate it slowly.
The sky was getting dark, and the owners of various small shops came out to set up night market stalls one after another.
When the waiter brought up the noodles, Liang Sizhe saw Cao Xiuyuan walking out of Lanyan, went down the stairs with anger, opened the car door and sat in. In the middle of the noodles, Zheng Yin also came out, and after a while, the off-road vehicle that took him to Beijing two weeks ago drove away.
It seemed that Cao Xiuyuan's visit had nothing to do with him at all.
Liang Sizhe couldn't help but start thinking about that question again. When he was idle these days, he always thought of that question: Why was Cao Xiuyuan's son Cao Ye arranged to live with him
The answer to this question seems obvious. Cao Xiuyuan threw himself here because he wanted him to adapt and observe this environment. Obviously, they had the same purpose in leaving Cao Ye here—if it wasn’t for acting, there was no need to pamper himself. My son came here to eat this hardship.
Could it be possible... He wants to act in a movie with Cao Ye
After eating a bowl of noodles, Liang Sizhe didn't think of a name.
He paid the money, but did not return to Lanyan immediately. He walked slowly along the street, bought two ham sausages at the store, and squatted down to feed the stray dog on the street corner. The stray dog is a white dog, because Every day on this street, the white fur is so dirty that it looks gray.
But the dog's character is quite docile. After eating the two sausages, he lowered his head and sniffed Liang Sizhe's trousers. Liang Sizhe reached out and touched its head, and it fell down obediently and lay on Liang Sizhe's shoes.
Liang Sizhe came to feed it every day for the past two weeks. One person and one dog fed him. As soon as he stood up, the dog also got up and ran around the backstreet with him for more than an hour.
Liang Sizhe broke into a sweat and went back to Lanyan to take a shower. He thought that Cao Ye should go out again, but he didn't expect that when he pushed the door, Cao Ye was still in the room.
It was only after seven o'clock when Liang Sizhe went out. It was just getting dark, and there was not much need to turn on the lights in the house. He stayed outside for a longer time tonight. lamp.
Lan Yan's flickering neon lights leaked in some light from the window, and the room was not even pitch-black, and people could barely see things inside. Cao Ye lay motionless on the bed, Liang Sizhe thought he was asleep, so he didn't turn on the overhead light, found some clean clothes in the dark and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
In fact, Cao Ye didn't sleep at all. After Zheng Yin left, he kept lying on the bed in this position.
He was angry at first, then felt unconvinced, and finally felt aggrieved for no reason.
Cao Xiuyuan's phrase "Liu Adou who can't be helped" repeated hundreds of times in his mind.
What is Liu Adou who can't be helped? Does Cao Xiuyuan claim to be Liu Bei? ! Cao Ye thought unconvincingly, but this thought didn't last for a while, and he was discouraged - well, in today's Chinese film industry, when it comes to the three-legged situation, Cao Xiuyuan can indeed be the role of Liu Bei.
Bad things are bad here. If Cao Ye is completely dissatisfied with Cao Xiuyuan, that's fine, all the serious things Cao Xiuyuan said to him tonight will be ignored, just listen to it. However, he is quite convinced by Cao Xiuyuan. Cao Xiuyuan has a bad temper and cannot be called a competent father, but no one can deny his status in the Chinese film industry.
Cao Xiuyuan is a recognized genius in the film field. He has a unique and precise vision for selecting actors. No one can deny this. This is what makes Cao Ye have great doubts about himself. Liu Adou who started? This sentence is too damn self-respecting.
Cao Ye struggled with this sentence all night. Before the energy was over, Liang Sizhe pushed the door and came in.
Cao Ye felt quite ashamed. The previous scene when Cao Xiuyuan lectured him was all seen by Liang Sizhe. Now who knows what Liang Sizhe thinks of himself...
He thought of the cold "go away" from the phone that night, maybe Liang Sizhe now thinks that he is doing his own thing and can't live... It seems that it is indeed the case.
The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and Cao Ye's cell phone vibrated. He groped to pick it up and took a look. Lin Yan sent a text message: "Can you come to my house to sleep tonight?"
Cao Ye typed a few words in disinterest and sent it: "I won't go."
After a few seconds, Lin Yan sent another message: "The little beauty is not angry with you?"
"What little beauty, she's not too small, okay?"
"Send a photo to have a look."
Cao Ye was not in the mood to joke, so he stopped paying attention to Lin Yan, threw his phone aside, and continued to lie down.
He didn't want to go back tonight, or just stay here for a few days? Anyway, he's been at Lin Yan's place enough. Lin Yan and his little boyfriend kiss each other every day, kissing each other like no one else at any time. Cao Ye feels very tired after staying with them for a long time, and his eyes are very hot.
It was really comfortable for him to live with Lin Yan, but his body was given preferential treatment, but his spirit was tortured a lot...
What's more, did Cao Xiuyuan say that he was Liu Adou who couldn't help him, so he really couldn't help him? Tomorrow, he will stay here and read the script carefully. Why can't he play the script based on him? He wanted to let Cao Xiuyuan admit that he was wrong and admit that he was wrong. He has to prove himself like this, although he has no particular interest in being an actor, but what do you say... don't make steamed buns, don't you
In the bathroom, Liang Sizhe thought while taking a shower, Cao Ye can't leave tonight, when will he leave
After the biological clock was adjusted in coordination with Lan Yan, he was quite comfortable living here by himself. Cao Ye suddenly came back, and there was one more person in the room, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Liang Sizhe walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and Cao Ye was still lying on the bed in the same position he just had.
It was after ten o'clock in the evening, when the food stall downstairs was lively. Liang Sizhe had just taken a bath and didn't want to go out and smell the oil smoke. He got on the bed lightly, lay down, and faced the acoustic guitar that he leaned against the wall in the evening. He stared at the outline of the acoustic guitar, and his heart was inexplicably itchy.
The inflexible left middle finger and ring finger moved subconsciously. In fact, when he touched the acoustic guitar, he wanted to try the feeling of plucking the strings with his fingers.
It's really strange. When he was at home, he faced the violin every day and never dared to touch it. When he arrived in Beijing, he was actually thinking about an old wooden guitar.
But he didn't want to touch anything about the strings in front of anyone, he wanted to try it quietly, alone in the silent night.
Why did Cao Ye come back tonight? On the night he got his acoustic guitar back? Liang Sizhe sighed, touched the earphone and put it on.
The singing of Lanyan on the second floor came up again, and almost every night there was a voiceless Maiba that dominated the audience.
Last night's Maiba was a subwoofer, and his voice was like a heavy, dull bell. When he roared, the whole building would tremble three times. Tonight, this person is different. He is a tenor with great courage and amazing lung capacity. His high voice seems to be flying beyond the sky. He doesn't take a breath for a long time. Come here, be sure to take your breath away. This voice made people anxious, and people couldn't help but breathe for him.
The earphones could not block the penetrating sound from downstairs. Liang Sizhe admired Cao Ye a little. This young master looked pampered. It didn't turn over for a long time.
Liang Sizhe was lying on the bed listening to songs with headphones, without any sleepiness, his biological clock had not yet reached the time to fall asleep. Usually after running and taking a shower, he would either watch a movie on the DVD player or flip through a few pages of a professional book, but today there was a sleeping Cao Ye next to him, and he couldn't do anything.
After lying bored for an unknown period of time, drowsiness still hadn't brewed, Liang Sizhe lifted the quilt and sat up, then got out of bed with light movements.
Cao Ye's arms were numb at the moment. Originally, he was so focused on competing with himself that he didn't feel the numbness in his arms, but Liang Sizhe rustled up on the bed next to him and made some subtle movements. Pulling him out of his thoughts, only now did he realize that not only his arms were numb, but half of his body was numb.
He tried to turn over, but his body was limp, he couldn't exert himself at all, and the numb half of his body didn't seem to belong to him.
It's over... I really can't turn over... Cao Ye panicked for a moment: won't he be paralyzed? !
Liang Sizhe picked up the acoustic guitar, and the previous owner of the acoustic guitar also put a black strap on it, which was just right for him to carry. He walked to the window, estimated the height of the window and the guitar, and felt that he should get out of the window first, then take the guitar out and put it on his back. Just as he was about to raise his hand to open the window, Cao Ye said, "Hey buddy..."
Liang Sizhe stopped and looked back at him.
"That..." Cao Ye felt a little hard to say, but thinking about the importance of his life, he still said, "My body is numb and I can't turn over, help me..."
"..." For a while, Liang Sizhe didn't know what to say. This request was so strange and unheard of. Some people sleep on their stomachs and can't turn over
He stood the acoustic guitar by the wall, walked to Cao Ye's bed, grabbed his arm and helped him turn over, then helped him sit up like a patient, and stuffed a pillow behind his waist , this series of actions looks quite professional.
"Hey..." Cao Ye sucked in a breath of cold air and raised his arms to move with difficulty, "Thanks."
Liang Sizhe stood by the bed and looked at him: "Would you like to help you get out of bed for a walk?"
"No need..." Cao Ye felt that he had lost all the face he should have lost since he was born today. Besides, it seemed that his upper body was only slightly numb, and the problem with his legs was not too big.
"Then I'm going out." Liang Sizhe said.
"Oh," Cao Ye asked casually, "Where are you going?"
Liang Sizhe didn't answer, he put the acoustic guitar on the window sill, opened the window, grabbed the edge of the window, raised his legs and climbed onto the window sill, squatted down on the window sill, got out of the window, and then A hand reached in, took the acoustic guitar away, and finally closed the window from the outside.
Cao Ye, who was sitting on the bed with such agile skills, was taken aback for a moment - where is this going
Cao Ye got off the bed, walked to the window with bare feet, opened the window and looked up. Liang Sizhe had a guitar on his shoulder, one hand was holding the water pipe on the side of the building, and the other was holding the window of the upper floor. On the lower edge, the thin iron plate connecting the water pipe and the building wall was used as a transition under the foot, and the climb was orderly - that posture looked like an old criminal, and within a few minutes, he successfully stepped on the window edge of the fourth floor.
Cao Ye actually wanted to shout at the top to startle him, but he was afraid that he would step in the air and fall down. Although this building is not high, he would have to fall half-paralyzed if he fell from the fourth floor, so he held back and watched Liang Sizhe climb up to the fifth floor according to the method just now. The last long leg drew a neat line in the air, and Liang Sizhe climbed up to the top of the building, out of sight.