Liang Sizhe put Cao Ye down, let him sit on the bottom steps first, grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then leaned against the iron railing of the stairs to take a breath.
While pulling the collar of his T-shirt and fanning, he waited for someone he knew to come down from the second floor so that he could help him carry Cao Ye up together. But Lan Yan's business was surprisingly good tonight, and this was the busiest time of the night. The waiters were all too busy to touch the ground, and no one could care about these two embarrassed teenagers.
"Hello." Liang Sizhe walked to Cao Ye and squatted down. He wanted to scare Cao Ye and let him either climb up by himself or stay below for the night.
Cao Ye was so uncomfortable that he rested his head on his knees. At this time, he raised his head to look at him, his face was wrinkled, his eyes were red with blood, and there was no trace of his usual vitality.
If you can't drink, don't drink... Seeing him like this, Liang Sizhe felt a little soft-hearted. There was still baby fat on Cao Ye's face. It felt pretty good when he squeezed it, but his face was pinched when he was listless. He looked miserable. Liang Sizhe didn't hold back and looked at him and laughed.
Cao Ye raised his hand and brushed away his hand, with an unhappy expression on his face, as if he would show his sharp teeth and bite him in the next second.
"Brother Yeo," Liang Sizhe couldn't help teasing him, "I'll carry you up if I call you, otherwise I'll leave you alone."
The drunk Cao Ye's nature was exposed, and all his usual good-looking clothes were forgotten.
Liang Sizhe waited patiently for him to speak, then raised his hand to squeeze his face: "Hurry up."
At this moment, Cao Ye saw clearly that he was in Lanyan, and he thought confusedly, what is the rock city? It's clearly still in this broken alley, Liang Sizhe, a liar... He didn't realize that it was completely his own delusion before, so let's talk to Liang Sizhe. No relationship.
He irritably tilted his head to avoid Liang Sizhe's hand, and buried his head on his knees again.
Liang Sizhe had enough rest, and his breath was even, and he stopped teasing him deliberately. He took the rubber band that Cao Ye was holding in his palm, stood up straight and tied his hair, then leaned over and grabbed his arm, carrying him upstairs. Move forward step by step.
Usually when I go upstairs, I will always meet one or two familiar faces to greet him, but it just so happens that I have been climbing for the longest time today, and I haven't met a single one.
After finally getting Cao Ye back to his room, Liang Sizhe was soaked in sweat. Cao Ye was also extremely uncomfortable. As soon as he entered the room, he fell onto the bed.
Hey, this is my bed... Just as Liang Sizhe was about to speak, then he thought about it, and the bed next to him had to move at least two or three steps.
He helped Cao Ye to lie down. When Cao Ye's back touched the bed, it pressed against Liang Sizhe's hand. Liang Sizhe bowed his upper body and wanted to pull out his hand. The sweat on his forehead ran down the side of his face and flowed down his jaw , Liang Sizhe felt a little itchy, and just as he was about to raise his hand to wipe it, a drop of sweat fell.
After raising his hand to wipe the sweat, Liang Sizhe looked down at Cao Ye, and the drop of sweat just fell on Cao Ye's lips—to be exact, his lower lip. Cao Ye's lips were well-shaped and his lower lip was full, so the sweat quickly slipped between his lips.
This is embarrassing... Liang Sizhe froze.
The hand that was in the air fell and stopped above Cao Ye's lips. Liang Sizhe just wanted to wipe the sweat off with his thumb, but for a moment he wondered if it would be more appropriate to take a piece of paper and wipe it... After hesitating for a moment, Cao Ye's lips moved slightly, wiping the sweat from the gap between his lips.
Sigh... Before Liang Sizhe could speak out to stop him, the sweat was no longer visible on Cao Ye's lips, so he could only slightly embarrassedly lifted his half-empty hand and wiped himself with the back of his hand. Sweat on forehead and face.
At this time, Cao Ye opened his eyes and looked at Liang Sizhe. Liang Sizhe's hand was still pressed under him, and he didn't have time to pull it out.
Looking at each other, the air seemed to stand still.
Dude, I didn't mean to... Liang Sizhe said silently in his heart, but Cao Ye opened his mouth and called his name: "Liang Sizhe."
"Ah." Liang Sizhe responded apologetically.
After Cao Ye called his name, he paused for a few seconds and looked straight at him.
Liang Sizhe had an intuition that he shouldn't say anything good.
It took a lot of tossing to get you up all night. If you dare to say something bad, be careful, I will beat you, little friend... At that moment, Liang Sizhe thought so.
"Did you drink fake wine for me?" Cao Ye said after looking at him for a while, then closed his eyes and mumbled in a low voice, "Why is it so salty..."
Liang Sizhe was stunned for a while, but after reacting, he couldn't help laughing.
He pulled his hand out from under Cao Ye, looked at Cao Ye and laughed for a long time, he thought that this night was so miserable, and now he can still smile like this at the culprit in front of him.
He sat sideways on the edge of the bed with his back to Cao Ye. In fact, he didn't seem to be that funny, but he could hardly stop laughing.
Halfway through his laugh, Cao Ye stood behind him, raised his hand and patted his back, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry..."
Liang Sizhe took a deep breath and stopped himself from laughing. The expressions of his wanting to cry and laugh sometimes seem to be quite close. For example, now, although he is clearly laughing, Cao Ye mistakenly thinks that he is crying.
"I didn't cry." He turned his head to look at Cao Ye, and the other party stared at him with open eyes. The heavy drunkenness in his eyes was mixed with obvious worry. He patted his head and coaxed a child, "Go to sleep."
"Don't touch my head." Cao Ye said dissatisfied, and then seemed relieved, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
Liang Sizhe stood up, grabbed the neckline and pulled the T-shirt off himself, then took the towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
He felt very comfortable when the warm water poured down his head, and his mood improved inexplicably. Even he couldn't figure out why. It was obvious that everything that happened today was very bad, and it was worth keeping him closed. His eyes were tossing and turning in the dark for a while, but at this moment he was too lazy to think about these things, and almost forgot them all.
When he reached out to turn off the shower, he whistled to the brisk "Little Star" melody, then wiped his hair with a towel and left the bathroom.
When he walked out of the bathroom, suddenly a white object flew towards him in a whirl. He quickly raised his hand to catch the object, lowered his head and took a straight look. Cao Ye threw a script - that night. The book he read was "Thirteen Days" written by Zhou Ru. The only difference from that night was that at that time Liang Sizhe didn't know that the script was related to him, but now he has come to understand that he is the candidate for "Thirteen Days" and Cao Ye is the appointed star.
He looked up at Cao Ye. When he went to take a bath just now, Cao Ye somehow crawled back to his own bed. Now he was lying on the pillow, with his back to him, and muttered, "I'll see you off."
Liang Si Zhe looked at him on the spot for a while, without flipping the script in his hand. After a while, he took the script and walked to Cao Ye's bedside, and placed it right next to his pillow. He thought that Cao Ye was really drunk and confused. He could give up such an important thing, but who made himself a gentleman... Thinking of this, he held Cao Ye's shoulder and helped him turn over with some effort.
Don't sleep numb tonight, he looked down at Cao Ye and thought.
After turning off the light, Liang Sizhe lay down on his bed. There is still a faint smell of alcohol on the bed, which is not unpleasant.
The phone beside his pillow vibrated, he touched it and held it up in front of him, the dazzling light on the screen made him narrow his eyes.
Someone sent a text message: "Si Zhe, happy birthday! I heard that you were chosen by Director Cao Xiuyuan to be an actor. It's great, I will say that your talent will not be buried no matter what. If you have time, you can call me back. In Beijing, if you have time to come out and get together, everyone misses you. I wish you happiness!"
When Liang Sizhe was reading this text message, the phone kept shaking all the time. He went back and took a look at the text message interface, all of which were birthday wishes from his classmates in the Music Affiliated High School.
Today is June 3rd... Liang Sizhe glanced at the date at the top of the screen and thought, if he hadn't received a text message to congratulate him, he would have simply forgotten that today was his birthday.
He replied "thank you" in turn, then put the phone on the pillow and turned it off. When he closed his eyes, he thought, this birthday is really mixed... Happy birthday, Liang Sizhe, it's okay to be unhappy, and he will get better when he grows another year, he said to himself in his heart.
Originally, he wanted to climb to the rooftop to think about life for a while, but carrying Cao Ye on his back took too much physical strength. Now he felt as if he had just finished a 10,000-meter run. I wanted to be paralyzed on the bed, but I didn't have the strength to climb two more floors.
The sound of the KTV downstairs was as loud as ever, but maybe it was due to physical exhaustion. Tonight, Liang Sizhe closed his eyes and didn't wear headphones. After a while, he fell asleep amid the thunderous music. What audition, violin, thinking? Life... all on the back of my mind.