Shan Qici and Zhang Huitong watched them go out, and Li Nian was still by their side. Li Nianxian stood up and apologized: "Boss Jin is in a hurry and made director Zhang laugh."
Shan Qici rushed to say: "What's the matter, you didn't see that Huitong was more excited than the two of them when he saw Zang Yuanchao."
Zhang Huitong said displeased, "When have I ever been excited?"
Shan Qici became more and more proud, "Isn't it? I said you have to trust my apprentice's vision."
Zhang Huitong frowned, "It's really suitable. It's rare that he has been in this circle for so long, and his eyes are still so clear. Much better than Du Yu. This kid has a simple heart and can enter the play." He took Li Nian's cigarette, "acting skills In fact, mediocrity, I like his pure heart, it is really rare. It is rare for a newcomer who has just graduated now to have such clean eyes as him."
Shan Qici was a little surprised, "I saw you were so excited, I thought you thought he had good acting skills."
However, Li Nian understood that, unlike Zang Yuanchao's true nature of pursuit, Zhang Huitong had extremely high requirements for acting skills-who did he easily say had better acting skills? The one who can win his Jinkou Yikai's praise for his acting skills can only be the Best Actor. It is not shameful for Bai Yang to be despised by him. His willingness to use Bai Yang is already the greatest affirmation of Bai Yang.
Zhang Huitong said to Shan Qici, "So what if it's not good? It's not hopeless. Isn't the director just teaching actors to act?"
As he spoke, he smiled at Li Nian again: "Mr. Li, you have such a good eye, you are a thousand-mile horse."
Li Nianbei sat down with a smile, Fang felt cold sweat running down his back, and his breath flowed down.
Bai Yang followed Shi'an out, Shi'an walked very fast, Bai Yang had to whisper behind him, wait for me.
He sat warmly in Director Zhang's house, but when he went out suddenly, he shivered against the wind.
Shi'an didn't look back, didn't speak, and got into the car all the way.
Bai Yang didn't see Xiao Xie, it was Shi'an who drove the car by himself, so he couldn't help asking him, "You learned how to drive."
Shi'an blinked slightly, "Mr. Bai is not here, I have to learn by myself."
-Jin Shi'an is angry that he called him "Boss Jin" just now.
Bai Yang was made to hang his head by what he said.
Shi'an was silent for a moment, then took off the scarf and put it in Bai Yang's hand.
"...the car has air conditioning, it's not cold."
"I know your hands are cold." Shi'an said, and started the car under his feet.
This is a common dusk in winter, with a cold wind blowing outside the car window, pedestrians all turned up their collars and hurried forward. The thin, bleak sun slowly descends in the evening clouds, and there is no sunset glow, only the transparent, boundless twilight, which gradually blackens the sky of this ancient city.
From the window of the car, Bai Yang saw sparrows jumping down from the branches, and there were also birds flying in the sky. They were non-migrating birds, flying over the city, preparing for the winter.
Jin Shi'an didn't speak, he could only wonder how these birds survive the winter? Rely on garbage, rely on pine nuts, or rely on a little attachment to this side of water and soil
And Shi'an was finally willing to talk to him, but he didn't say any love words, nor did he complain, he just said, "Did the script come out?"
The two drove around in Nanjing city. It was clearly a reunion after a long absence, but Shi'an didn't mention the old things at all, just walked one by one, Yihe Road, Deyuetai, Rongzhuang Street, all the places that were mentioned in "Qinhuai Dream".
Every time he went to a place, he parked the car on the side of the road and told Bai Yang in detail what it was like here and what happened in the past.
"You really wrote the script?" Bai Yang asked him.
Shi'an stared at him deeply for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave him in his eyes.
"It's my friend's story. I thought you wouldn't like it."
Bai Yang knew that Shi'an was still blaming him, but he didn't feel wronged.
He knew he owed Jin Shian an apology.
But in the matter of love, when I apologize, I feel even more alienated and hurtful.
He still loves him, so he doesn't want to apologize.
The car stopped behind the small bridge on Rongzhuang Street.
It used to be prosperous here, but now it is facing demolition. There are many circles of the word "demolition" painted on the mottled walls.
"Come down."
Shi An said.
Bai Yang obediently grabbed the scarf and got out of the car. Shi'an took the scarf from his hand and wrapped it around his neck again.
His fingers passed Bai Yang's face, Bai Yang paused, and he paused too.
This is one of the important scenes in "A Dream of the Huaihe River", where Shen Bailu forced her to die, and finally left An Shijing and walked out of An's mansion.
The scene of life and death, joys and sorrows, and countless beautiful and sad stories have been written here by later generations.
Decades have passed, and the elegant aftertaste has disappeared. There is no longer Shen Bailu, nor Maoer Lane. It has become an unremarkable residential building, a row of residential buildings in the style of the 1990s. The small bridge in front of the street is still there, and the moat is also there. In winter, the water dries up and only thick dead leaves fall.
Bai Yang listened to Shi'an slowly finish the last scene, and he was afraid that he would go back immediately, so he could only say, "This young master is a bit too bad, just change the plot."
Shi An turned to look at him.
Bai Yang wanted to talk to him, "Is this Shen Bailu your friend?"
Shi An answered irrelevantly, "You also think this young master is very bad, don't you?"
"... If it were you, you would definitely not treat Shen Bailu so badly." Bai Yang looked at him, "What happened afterwards?"
Shi'an shook his head, "I don't know, I never saw Shen Bailu again."
"Where's An Shijing?"
"Never saw him again."
Bai Yang looked at him, and he also looked at Bai Yang. The winter night wind blew over, making a soft sobbing sound in this secluded alley, making it look extraordinarily bleak.
Kim Se-an is lonely after all. His friends are all lost in time, and he can never go back.
He had only him now, and he left him behind.
Bai Yang thought sadly.
Bai Yang really hoped that Shi An would mock him, or scold him - compared to these, he was more afraid that Shi An would turn around and leave without saying anything.
Shi'an leaned on the railing, lit a cigarette, and the sparks flickered in the darkness.
The moon rises and the moon shines down on this small street that has experienced decades of ups and downs. Natural disasters, wars and construction have long since wiped away all traces of this street.
"Yang Yang, I miss you very much."
Shi'an said suddenly.
Bai Yang felt his heart was soaked in boiling water.
"You don't have to feel sorry for me," Shi'an looked at Bai Yang, "I don't have anything to worry about, we are friends from the beginning, without that level, we are still friends."
Bai Yang was stunned by what he said.
Shi'an sighed, "I won't force you to do anything, if you like to be a star, then do it well. I can watch you on TV, and I feel very satisfied."
Bai Yang's eyes were red: "Why don't you blame me?"
Shi'an lowered his eyes, "It's because I'm incompetent. I promised to praise you, but I still won't be popular. If you are unhappy, isn't that what it should be?"
Bai Yang was almost overwhelmed by him. Jin Shi'an finished talking, leaving no room for him to apologize at all, what can he say? Kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake
Or will we just be friends like this in the future
Bai Yang was afraid that he would say something he didn't want to hear, so he forcibly changed the topic: "Why did you think of it and ran to write the script?"
Shi'an was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled at him: "I said, don't laugh, I just want to be a person worthy of you."
Bai Yang was choked by him and had nothing to say. Tears rolled in his eyes, but he really didn't know what face to cry with Jin Shi'an.
"...Jin Shi'an, I was wrong."
What Jin Shian said was terrible, Bai Yang was really afraid that the next sentence he said would mean never seeing him again. But he still refused to say sorry, he only wanted to say that he was wrong.
If you make a mistake, you can still correct it. And the lover's sorry is goodbye.
Shi'an didn't even want to hear the sentence "I was wrong", he didn't want him to admit his mistake, he just wanted him to come back.
Shi'an didn't speak or look at him, just smoked quietly, the smoke burned slowly, slowly curling up in the night.
Bai Yang didn't dare to look at him anymore, and only stared at the spark on his lips, the spark was thrown into the air suddenly, drawing a bright, bright curve in the dark night, Jin Shi'an had lowered his head and kissed him defenselessly.
How long had it been since they kissed, and Jin Shi'an came so suddenly, Bai Yang hid back.
Jin Shian clasped his head, bit him bluntly, pried his lips open, tongue against his. There was no way he could retreat, and he fell backwards from his kiss.
Shi'an has never kissed him so savagely, even if he teased him in the past, he has never been so violent, his body temperature and breathing are like a fierce whirlwind, enveloping Bai Yang in the dark night, with the bitterness of the smoke that has not yet dissipated.
It was the first time he really felt his possessiveness like this.
Bai Yang intuitively felt that there was nothing behind him and he was about to fall, so he stretched out his hand and hooked Jin Shian's neck for help.
Only then did Shi An wrap his arms around his waist, not even giving him room to breathe, and kissed him passionately on his lips, then stared into his eyes, "Are you afraid of being seen?"
Bai Yang panted with difficulty, and was about to open his mouth, but Shian put his lips in his mouth again.
"I want everyone to see it, and I want you to have nowhere to go."
Bai Yang couldn't hold back his tears anymore, Shi'an kissed him, and he wanted to kiss him back, but what he responded was only intermittent tears.
No one of them loved less than the other.
Seeing him crying, Shi An raised his face, pressed his forehead against his, and sighed slowly.
"I think you're going crazy. Do you miss me a little?"
With tears streaming down his face, Bai Yang mumbled, "I miss you."
Shi'an hated him so much that he held him in his arms, "I don't think you miss me at all, you left so simply."
Bai Yang shook his head muffledly in his arms.
"I'm not allowed to leave like this again. You have to know, what a big deal, you still have me."
Bai Yang buried his face in his chest and nodded endlessly.
"You nod, I can't believe it." Shi'an lifted his chin, "I want you to look into my eyes and say it yourself."
Bai Yang was holding his chin by him, tears were still streaming down his face, his face was flushed, "What did you say?"
"Say you never leave again."
Bai Yang had no choice but to respond in a low voice, "I will never leave again."
Shi'an still didn't let go: "Your name, Mr. Jin, is easy to pronounce."
Bai Yang whispered, "Jin Shi'an."
Shi'an leaned over to pamper the corner of his lips: "Are you still called Mr. Jin?"
"... stop barking."
"Which President am I?"
"… mine."
Shi'an tilted his head, "The voice is so low, I really can't hear it. I see you are very loud in front of Director Zhang."
Bai Yang was angry and ashamed, he simply hugged Shian's neck and covered his mouth with kisses.