The next afternoon, Cao Ye hadn't come back. At noon, Liang Sizhe lay on the bed for a while, and when the knock on the door rang, he had just brewed some sleepiness.
Hearing the knock on the door, Liang Sizhe's first reaction was that Cao Ye was back. He sat up from the bed without tying his hair, and got out of bed sleepy and walked to the door. I thought that when I opened the door, I would see Cao Ye standing outside the door, but when I opened the door, there were two vicissitudes of life uncles at the door—the master who came to install the air conditioner came over.
Liang Sizhe let the two masters in, and the proprietress also came up, probed in, leaned against the door frame, and said loudly, "Yo, you need to install the air conditioner!"
Liang Sizhe made a sound of "um".
"It's really a noble man... Why didn't Mr. Zheng tell me?"
To do a full set of plays, Liang Sizhe said in a normal tone, "It was Director Cao who asked for someone to come to safety."
The proprietress tutted: "The director is so busy that he still finds someone to install the air conditioner. He is very interested in his son." Probably the first time he saw Liang Sizhe with loose hair, the proprietress kept looking at him, "When will the show start? Movie?"
"I don't know." Liang Sizhe walked to the bed, picked up the hair rope and tied his hair, sat down and watched the two masters open the cardboard box and take out the brand-new air conditioner that he had spent a long time picking out.
"Then when you move out, the air conditioner will be given away to us for nothing?" the proprietress asked again.
"I don't know either." Liang Sizhe said.
"Where is the director's son?"
"Go out to play."
"Why didn't you follow along?"
"I don't want to go." Liang Sizhe said casually, touched the phone and lowered his head to type on the keyboard. In fact, he didn't have anything to type. He just wanted to show that he didn't want to talk much.
"Master has come to install the air conditioner." He entered a line of words in the sending box, paused his finger when he wanted to send it, and deleted the words one by one.
Forget it, I should be back in a while. Liang Sizhe thought.
"Did you have a quarrel?" The lady boss asked again.
"No." Liang Sizhe said, throwing the phone aside.
The proprietress leaned against the door and watched for a while. Seeing that Liang Sizhe was not enthusiastic to talk to her, she got up and went downstairs a little boringly.
Liang Sizhe was sitting beside the bed, looking at the busy master by the window, thinking about what the proprietress just said - yes, after they leave this room, what about the air conditioner? They will always leave Lanyan, and leave this Yin Fourth Street.
Let's see who leaves first. Liang Sizhe planned in his heart that if he left first, he would leave the air conditioner here. It would be unrealistic to remove the air conditioner in front of Cao Ye. Besides, after he left, Cao Ye might I want to continue living here; if Cao Ye leaves first, then he will find someone to dismantle the air conditioner and sell it second-hand. Anyway, it costs a small amount of 10,000 yuan.
In the evening, Liang Sizhe went downstairs to eat by himself, walked around the alley for a few laps, looked at the time and only half an hour had passed. In the past, after walking around with Cao Ye for a few laps, he would go back to wash up, but today he seems to be walking extraordinarily. slow.
The lane is still the same lane, not even the faces of the diners have changed. There are even more customers than usual at the open-air stall tonight, but it just feels a little deserted.
The little white dog on the corner came over to sniff his shoes, and it seemed to feel a little deserted. Cao Ye has always called it "little white", but in fact, it is not white, it looks gray, it is the kind of hair color that can't be called white even if it is washed.
Liang Sizhe looked down at it, and after a while squatted down and touched its head. Xiaobai's hair was relatively short and felt a little hard to the touch.
It's not as good as Cao Ye's hair to the touch. When this thought appeared in his mind, Liang Sizhe quickly felt a little funny again, how could he compare Cao Ye's head with the head of a puppy...
After returning to the room, the cold feeling intensified. The air conditioner installed in the afternoon gently sent cold air into the house, and the room temperature was just right. It should have been a very comfortable night, but now it seems a little boring.
How did the last few nights go? Going downstairs to eat, take a walk, tease the dog, drink soda, climb the rooftop, watch movies, read scripts... It's just these things. Before Cao Ye moved in, he was in an orderly manner. Why does he suddenly feel maladaptive
Mingming has lived alone for more than a year, which is much longer than living with Cao Ye...
It's so late, Cao Ye shouldn't be back tonight, right? What is Zhang Minghan doing with Cao Ye? In the last audition, I didn't see how familiar they were... At least not to the extent that Cao Ye often mentioned it in front of him.
Liang Sizhe took the script by the bedside and turned it page by page. A few nights ago, he and Cao Ye would stop to discuss the content of the script after reading a few pages, so that the reading speed was very slow, just what was written in the script. The old-fashioned bathhouse was discussed all night. That night, Cao Ye also found a pen and drew his imaginary bathhouse in the blank space of the script. The drawing was quite abstract, not like a bathhouse, but like a prison for prisoners in cartoons.
There are also a few uncommon characters in the script that were marked with pinyin by Cao Ye, stroke by stroke like a primary school student who has just learned to read, and even the tones are marked carefully, and the crooked characters look quite cute.
After 40 pages, Cao Ye's handwriting no longer exists, Liang Sizhe is no longer distracted by these details, and continues to look back. Maybe it was because I had read too many obscure professional books in translation a while ago, but now I read the script again, and I found it to be quite fluent and easy to read, so I turned halfway through it in one night.
On the third day, Cao Ye still did not come back. In the morning, my aunt came over and changed all the sheets, sheets and pillowcases on the two beds. The beds were clean and tidy as if no one had lived there before.
After taking a shower in the evening, sitting by the bed and wiping his hair, Liang Sizhe reached for his mobile phone and called up Cao Ye's phone number. He thought that something must have happened to this child, right? There was no news for two consecutive days, and no call came.
Thinking like this, he made a call to Cao Ye.
"Beep" sounded, Liang Sizhe put down the towel, raised his hand and scratched his half-dry hair.
The phone was connected, and the loud noise came in instantly. The person on the other end said "hello", and the voice sounded a little cold and a little arrogant. Liang Sizhe was very sensitive to voice recognition and immediately recognized that the other party was not Cao Ye.
"Where's Cao Ye?" Liang Sizhe asked.
"Who called me?" In the noisy music, a vague young voice came over, this time it was Cao Ye, but the voice sounded a little far away, not on the side of the phone.
"Liang Sizhe." The cold voice said, speaking at a slow pace, probably reading the name on the screen.
"Is that the little beauty?" Someone next to him answered, "Ye Zi, did the little beauty call you?"
"Fuck you little beauty!" Cao Ye cursed from a distance, and then shouted, "Chi Mingyao, throw the phone to me."
"Oh, then," said the man with the phone.
Little beauty... Are you talking about yourself? The corners of Liang Sizhe's mouth twitched slightly. It was the first time he heard someone describe himself like this... Begging for a fight, right
After a while, Cao Ye picked it up: "Hello, Liang Sizhe?" This time the voice was close, and he said it on the phone as soon as he heard it, and the surrounding noisy noise also weakened, probably Cao Ye found a quiet place to pick up Telephone.
"What's up with the little beauty?" Liang Sizhe asked.
"Ah... My friend is messing around with me, don't pay attention to him."
"The friend who called me from your cell phone last time?"
"Well, he's a color embryo. If you see a good-looking person, you should call him a little beauty. Don't pay attention to him."
"Has he never seen me?"
"Oh... I told him," Cao Ye saw that the pot was about to be detained on himself, and began to behave like a liar, "I was wrong, Brother Si Zhe."
Liang Sizhe laughed and didn't plan to bother with him: "The air conditioner is ready, when will you be back?"
"I don't know. They won't let me go. Is it cool in the house now?"
"It's pretty cool."
"Would you like to come out and play together?"
As soon as Cao Ye finished speaking, Lin Yan shouted to him again from a distance, "Yi Zi, don't make phone calls by yourself, Chi Mingyao said he wanted to see what the little beauty looks like!"
"You want to see it yourself," said another voice.
"I want to see it too!" Another unfamiliar voice added.
"Fuck you!" Cao Ye scolded the phone. When he put the phone back to his ear, Liang Sizhe said in the receiver, "I'm not going, you can play and hang up."
"Oh..." Cao Ye wanted to say something, but Liang Sizhe quickly hung up the phone.
"Fuck, what little beauty, my friend is angry!" Cao Ye put the phone back in his pocket and rushed towards Lin Yan angrily.
Liang Sizhe couldn't be said to be angry, but after the call, he suddenly felt a little boring.
Cao Ye's voice sounded very happy. Liang Sizhe thought that he had to leave suddenly that night because of something urgent. It turned out that he was just in a hurry to hang out with other friends. Thinking about it, it is understandable that there are not many friends who can make him happy, but friends who can make Cao Ye happy are estimated to be all over Beijing.
He suddenly realized that Cao Ye was a kind-hearted little dude. That morning he could easily hand over the script to himself was also one of his playful performances. For Cao Ye, whether to be an actor or not to act. His father Cao Xiuyuan's movies, these are probably insignificant things.
When he was in a good mood, he wanted others to "have fun" with him, and even the reason for giving him the script was just "to want to play with him for a few more days in Beijing".
But he was a little more sincere, sinking into the bottom of the valley for too long, and when he caught a glimpse of a light by chance, he thought that God had specially opened a skylight for him, but he didn't know that the light had always been there, but it just accidentally leaked into his life.
As for myself, I thought it was just a little distraction in a boring life that Cao Ye was forced to stay on Yinsi Street. After leaving Yinsi Street, within a few days, Cao Ye will probably forget about him completely.
Leaning on the head of the bed and thinking for a while, nothing on the TV came into his mind.
- Isn't that the case with friends? When they are in harmony, they come and go. Just like his friends in the past, when they stayed in the same class, they became closer, but after they separated, they would gradually become estranged, and then new friends would appear around them. People around you come and go, just like the tides, it's a normal thing.
How could it happen to Cao Ye, he would think so much, and even start thinking about things after leaving Yinsi Street... Let it be, Liang Sizhe thought very calmly, even his parents and the violin could be in his own life. The journey came to an abrupt end, how long could a teenager who broke in halfway accompany him
After the phone call, Liang Sizhe's life returned to what it was before he lived with Cao Ye. He read professional books on script and performance in the morning, watched a movie in the afternoon, and went out for a walk in the evening. Sometimes he would think about the script. In the scene mentioned here, I was thinking about how I should act that scene on the rooftop, and occasionally I would say two lines aloud to myself.
The days without Cao Ye are much more boring, but it is also a return to normalcy, there is nothing interesting, and there is no opportunity to laugh. Maybe "lose" has become too accustomed to him in his life. He has lost his parents, hobbies, future... No matter how important things are, he has always known subconsciously that he will also lose Cao Cao before long. Ye this friend, everything lost is no big deal, life always has to go on, whether you like it or not.
When he woke up on the morning of the fourth day, Cao Ye still hadn't come back. Liang Sizhe wanted to wait for him to come back next time. He was probably brought back by Zheng Yin or Cao Xiuyuan.
He began to get used to this solitary life again, and even came up with an idea - there is nothing wrong with living alone like this, he always lives with Cao Ye, and it is very happy to be happy, but people stay in this environment for a long time. , it will gradually weaken. Whether it is returning to Yancheng or staying in Beijing in the future, I am afraid that I will not have the courage to face the wreckage and unknown dangers alone.
Liang Sizhe didn't charge his cell phone anymore. In addition to harassing advertisements, he only took calls from Cao Ye and Cao Xiuyuan for a month. Received some congratulatory text messages that day.
Thinking about it, no one would look for him. After lunch at noon, Liang Sizhe put the exhausted mobile phone on the table to charge, and found a movie to watch. The movie was picked by Cao Ye in the screening hall last time. Xie Junhao's "The Thirteenth Man in the South China Sea", he remembered that when he picked this film, Cao Ye said that Uncle Yin liked this film very much.
Although he doesn't have much affection for Zheng Yin, he feels that there should be nothing wrong with the films that Zheng Yin likes.
Liang Sizhe put the CD in the projector and leaned against the bedside to start watching the movie. The film is a story about a down-and-out screenwriter. When Shisan and Tang Disheng reunited for a cappella singing, he was fascinated when he suddenly heard his name shouting downstairs: "Liang Sizhe!"
The obscure atmosphere created by the literary film suddenly disappeared, and the voice was clear and bright, like a handful of ice rain splitting through the sultry summer, and it was Cao Ye when he heard it.
… came back? Liang Sizhe pulled away from his immersed emotions, put the remote control aside and got out of bed. When he was wearing slippers, he shouted again from downstairs, a little louder than last time: "Liang Sizhe!"
When he walked to the window, he shouted again, this time the voice was prolonged: "Liang-Si-Zhe!"
What's the hurry... Liang Sizhe thought to himself, but his mood seemed to be inexplicably better.
Walking to the window, he raised his hand to open the window, leaned out and looked downstairs. Cao Ye was sitting in a black car with the window open. He was looking out to their room upstairs.
"What's your name Hun'er?" Liang Sizhe asked with his arms on the windowsill, leaning out of the window and looking at him.
"Aren't you sleeping?" Cao Ye said, a husky's head squeezed out of the same window, and looked upstairs with him, "How do I turn off the phone?"
"No, I'm watching a movie, and my phone is out of power..." It was fun to put two furry heads together. This scene made Liang Sizhe laugh, "You brought the dog here?"
"Well," Cao Ye pushed open the car door, got off the station and beckoned to him on the ground, "I brought it here from my grandfather's house. Come down quickly, I have something good to show you."
"What?" Liang Sizhe asked.
"You'll know when you get down—" Cao Ye went around the back of the car to open the trunk.
Liang Sizhe stood up straight, closed the window, walked to the door and changed his shoes, then opened the door and walked out quickly, went down a few flights of stairs, and came to the corner, which was one flight away, and got out of the car. At this time, Cao Ye also stepped on the stairs at the door and strode to the threshold.
At the hottest time of noon, as soon as the door was opened, the sunlight that had been blocking the door suddenly poured into the ground. Cao Ye was wearing a white T-shirt and grey plaid shorts, standing in the bright light of the door, his hair was short. At one point, it looks like it was trimmed not long ago, and it looks extra refreshing.
Liang Sizhe was all too familiar with the violin case protruding from his back - Cao Ye carried the violin on his back.
The husky that he was holding in his left hand barked at Liang Sizhe with a "wang", and the tall boy and the half-human-high dog stood together, and at first glance, they looked really majestic.
He stood at the door, as if being painted with a layer of gold by the warm afternoon sun, and Lan Yan's lifeless and dull first-floor foyer seemed to be illuminated in an instant.
It was quite lively. Liang Sizhe stood at the corner of the stairs and looked at him. With this kind of thought in his mind, it would be better to be lively.