A night without dreams.
It was past nine o'clock in the morning when he woke up the next day. Liang Sizhe sat up on the bed, stared blankly at the air for a while, then turned his face to look at Cao Ye. Last night, I forgot to draw the curtains. At this time, the sun shone brightly through the window. Cao Ye's bed was close to the window, and the sunlight came in obliquely, just right on his face.
Probably because the light was too bright, Cao Ye frowned uncomfortably, then turned over, lying sideways in Liang Sizhe's direction and continued to sleep soundly.
Liang Sizhe's eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds, then turned around, took the phone from the pillow and turned it on. The phone vibrated a few times in his hand, and a few blessing text messages were sent early in the morning.
Of all the people who sent text messages, only a few of them had saved numbers to show their names, and all the others showed an unfamiliar string of numbers. Liang Sizhe was too famous in the Music Affiliated High School before. He didn't know many people, but there were countless people who knew him.
He got out of bed, put on his slippers, opened the address book interface with his mobile phone, walked into the bathroom while waiting for the call, then closed the door and made a phone call with the other end.
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The sun is so dazzling that even if you turn your back, you can feel the light inside the room is very uncomfortable.
When Cao Ye just turned over, he was almost awake, but he hadn't slept enough. He turned over and continued to sleep, but now he couldn't sleep properly.
In a daze, he heard Liang Sizhe talking on the phone in the bathroom. Although the voice was deliberately lowered, he could still vaguely recognize what he was saying through a door.
"Thanks, I almost forgot that today is my birthday...
"Nothing to celebrate, just live as usual...
"Hand, it's still like that... It's alright, tell me, it's been such a long time...
"What movie emperor, there is no such thing as a movie, you listen to their rumors...
"Sure, hurry up if you want to come out, maybe I should go back in a few days...
Cao Ye opened his eyes and looked at the folds of sleep on the opposite sheet.
The headache was splitting, and the nerves in the head seemed to explode. It was not filled with brains, but a time bomb that could be triggered at any time. He rubbed his eyes and recalled what happened yesterday, and he stopped drinking. The memories of drunkenness are all fragmentary pictures.
- It seems that several cups were broken, because at the time he thought Liang Sizhe had returned to Yancheng, so he stood up abruptly and brought the cup beside him to the ground.
- It seems that Liang Sizhe is still carrying him on the road, the ends of his hair rubbing against his face, itching and stabbing. Cao Ye raised his hand and touched his cheek, feeling that the touch was still there.
- It seems that Liang Sizhe is still pinching his face... Hey! How can a man's face be pinched casually!
He sat up abruptly, just about to call Liang Sizhe, when suddenly he felt a little pain in his calf, and when he looked down, his knee was bruised.
Liang Sizhe finished the phone call and came out of the bathroom.
"Liang Sizhe." Cao Ye looked up at him. Liang Sizhe's hair was scattered on the side of his neck before he could tie it up, looking a little different from usual.
"Awake?" Liang Sizhe threw the phone back on the bed and gave him a look.
Cao Ye pointed to the bruise on his knee and asked him, "Did you beat me up last night while I was unconscious?"
Liang Sizhe took the rubber band and tied his hair. Hearing this, he looked up at him and smiled, "I want to beat you up so lightly? Given how badly you were beaten last night, it's not an exaggeration to beat him half-crippled."
"How can you take advantage of someone's danger!" Cao Ye glared at him.
"Did you knock yourself on the toilet when you urinated?" Liang Sizhe didn't carry this trumped-up pot. "And when you were dragging you upstairs, you didn't walk steadily and fell."
"Really?" Cao Ye was dubious. He really couldn't recall the details of last night.
"Don't remember?" Liang Sizhe tied his hair and put his hands down. Looking at him, he couldn't help teasing, "Then I pissed you last night, do you remember this?"
"Fuck," Cao Ye straightened up, "how is that possible!"
"Really, believe it or not." Liang Sizhe stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Cao Ye sat on the bed, holding his head and continuing to recall what happened last night.
- It seems that Liang Sizhe did drag himself upstairs, but as soon as he entered the door, he seemed to fall on the bed beside the door...
- So how did you get on this bed again? Oh, he got out of bed and crawled over by himself...
- What are you doing crawling over here? Oh, looks like I'm looking for a script...
- Script... The script was for Liang Sizhe last night, right? I seem to remember to give it, so why did he still mention the matter of going back to Yancheng when he called just now...
Cao Ye straightened up and looked at Liang Sizhe's bed, but he didn't see the stack of scripts.
Didn't you give it to him? Forgot yourself? He turned his head to look at the side of his pillow, then picked up the pillow and looked below, no! Lying on the side of the bed and looking at it, the script fell to the ground. He probably swept his arm to the ground when he turned over last night.
It fell on the ground near the window, and it looked like he fell off his bed—so I really forgot... I remembered to give it, but in fact I didn't give it at all.
Then give it again, Cao Ye got out of bed, squatted down and picked up the script, thinking, when Liang Sizhe called just now, it seemed that he was celebrating his birthday today? Might as well give it to him as a birthday present.
After Liang Sizhe washed up, he walked out of the bathroom.
Cao Ye was lying on the side of the bed, pressing his chin against the bed and calling him, "Liang Sizhe, come here."
"What's wrong?" The water on Liang Sizhe's face was not wiped clean, and dripped down his chin. He raised his hand and wiped it.
"Is it your birthday today?"
"Yes." Liang Sizhe replied casually.
"Do you have any plans?" Cao Ye asked him enthusiastically, his spirit was the same as yesterday, "Would you like to go out..."
"Have a good meal?" Liang Sizhe took his words and looked at him vigilantly, "Don't."
Cao Ye smiled at him, the alcohol faded, and the fresh youthful spirit returned to him.
"Come here," Cao Ye hid the hand holding the script, and the other hand beckoned at him twice, "I have a gift for you."
"What gift?" Liang Sizhe looked at him curiously, "Where did you get the time to prepare the gift?"
"You'll find out when you come here." Cao Ye began to sell off again.
Liang Sizhe smiled, walked around the end of the bed, and walked towards him. When I got closer, I could see that Cao Ye was holding the script he threw last night.
Liang Sizhe was startled for a moment, he thought he should know what would happen next.
He thought that he should stop on the spot and say to Cao Ye, "You really test my determination, even a gentleman, it's too difficult to withstand two temptations..."
But he still couldn't help walking towards Cao Ye. Approached, walked up to him, looked down at him.
The warm sunlight enveloped Cao Ye, as if a soft light filter had been applied to him. Liang Si Zhe could see the tiny fluff floating on the loose white T-shirt on his body, as well as his hair, under the sunlight. Shows a soft maroon color.
Cao Ye's eyes looked bright, his eyes curved slightly when he smiled, and Liang Sizhe's shadow was reflected in his clear pupils.
He raised the hand holding the script, handed the script to Liang Sizhe, and looked up at him: "Happy birthday, this is for you, I wish you the best actor."
Liang Sizhe took it and looked down at the title printed on the cover of the page, without blinking for a long time. He knows better than anyone what the script means, which means that as long as he thoroughly understands the script in the coming days, he is likely to stand out in the audition session, which also means that Cao Ye handed over this opportunity to him.
"Do you like it?" Cao Ye's hand dropped, observing his expression, "Why can't you see happiness..."
Liang Sizhe came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and moved his eyes from the script to Cao Ye's face.
"Don't go back to Yancheng," Cao Ye still looked up at him and discussed with him with a smile, "Stay and play with me for a few more days?"
"Why did you give this to me?" Liang Sizhe asked looking into his eyes, wondering if it was out of sympathy.
"Well..." Cao Ye tilted his head slightly, thought about it, and said, "I think you should be happier when you get it."
Young master, do you know what this script actually means... Liang Sizhe sighed softly in his heart.
He fixedly looked at Cao Ye, and after a while squatted down in front of him, with one knee on the ground, and then reached out and grabbed one of Cao Ye's wrists, so that his hand was flat in front of him.
He straightened the script, put it in Cao Ye's palm, looked him in the eye, and said softly, almost solemnly, "Thank you, but..."
After a pause, he spoke again, his voice very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing this moment of tenderness:
"It's yours, keep it well."
Along with your innocence, don't lose it.