"Shanghai?" Chen Xingze's words prompted his parents to ask. "Why go to Shanghai, isn't Beijing bad, it's still close to home."
"Beijing..." Chen Xingze racked his brains to make up reasons, "Beijing is too badly stuck in traffic."
"Is Shanghai not blocked?"
"Beijing is too cold."
Wu Xingzhi began to chew dried radish.
Chen Xingze: "The climate is still dry, which is not good for the skin."
Chen He knocked on his rice bowl, "You are a big man, do you care about your skin?"
Chen Xingze: "Why don't you care."
He was so anxious that his facial features were wrinkled together. Wu Xingzhi patted Chen He on the shoulder and said, "Be merciful, maybe people who are gay are more beautiful than ordinary boys."
Chen Xingze hurriedly said: "Yes, that's it! It's good understanding and respect!"
Chen He: "Then why don't I go to the beauty salon to get you a card."
Wu Xingzhi laughed, and Chen Xingze was so angry. Chen He got up, waved his hand, and said lightly, "Go if you want. It's good to walk far away while you're young."
Wu Xingzhi pinched Chen Xingze's dazed cheek, packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen.
So, one day in midsummer August, Chen Xingze landed at Pudong Airport with a suitcase full of luggage. This is not the first time he has come to Shanghai. When Wu Xingzhi performed, he accompanied him when he was a child, but he did not remember anything at that time. This time he will stay here for four years. On the way to the school by taxi, he can even see the wildflowers and grass by the roadside.
It is the welcome season, and the campus is full of life. Chen Xingze dragged his luggage around the campus for several times, climbed the rockery full of flowers, looked at the red lotus in the artificial pool, and smiled very cheerfully.
As everyone knows, his behavior was seen by the two people upstairs in the dormitory next to him.
With the cool air conditioner blowing, Shi Kai leaned against the window and nibbled melon seeds. He was short and thin, and his features looked soft. Hair wax was applied to the head, and the hair was meticulously sparsely swept back to the back of the head, revealing a smooth forehead. When he eats melon seeds, his little finger is naturally raised, and his index and ring fingers wear decorative rings.
All in all, he's a well-dressed man.
His expression is leisurely, and his mouth is the sticky Wu Nong language.
"Looking at a port city, my brain is watted, and I will go sightseeing with a huge sun."
Next to Shi Kai is his hair boy, Lu Xiaofei. The two have been neighbors all the way to college. Now they have gone to the same university, entered the same major, and were assigned to the same dormitory.
Looking at the leisurely Shi Kai, Lu Xiaofei said dissatisfiedly: "Nong Hao, let's find out about the mulberry first, this melon seed shell is in such a mess that Ning looks like a mess?"
Shi Kai was calm, and Lu Xiaofei severely criticized: "Nong is still only gay, if you want to cut it, you have to cut it like this!"
Shi Kai rolled his eyes and turned his head.
"If you think it's just a matter of hygiene, I'll help you clean it up. Don't you want to talk to Nong?"
Lu Xiaofei suddenly got goosebumps.
Just as the two of them were sweeping the floor, the door was slammed.
Shi Kai opened the door, and when he saw the person at the door, his eyes widened.
"Yeah, where did the totem pole come from, it's standing in front of my house."
Chen Xingze looked at the little man in front of him, smiled at him, and said, "Why is it a totem pole? Don't you usually say a telephone pole?"
"You're a little stronger than a telephone pole."
"This is 403. I also belong to this dormitory, why don't you let me in first?"
Only then did Shi Kai come back to his senses, and turned his body sideways to let Chen Xingze enter the room, "Please come in, please come in."
"It's so messy." Seeing the messy house, Chen Xingze instinctively began to carry out the mission of worker bees. He put down his luggage, brought a broom from the corner, and cleaned it up.
Lu Xiaofei saw that Shi Kai's eyes were going to be on Chen Xingze, he poked him, and whispered, "What are you trying to do? Calm down."
Shi Kai gave Lu Xiaofei a charming smile, and said, "Brother Gal Liang is quite handsome when you look up close."
After a busy day, it finally sets in.
In order to fulfill the friendship of the landlords, Shi Kai resolutely invited Chen Xingze to a meal. They went to an authentic Shanghai restaurant, and Shi Kai introduced to Chen Xingze while eating, "This shredded eel is very authentic, and fried snails are also good, this is drunk crab, I like it very much, but many outsiders can't eat it. Habit, would you try it?"
Chen Xingze broke off a crab leg and chewed it.
"It's delicious and sweet."
Shi Kai smiled.
The place where they ate was not far from the Bund, and after they finished eating, they took a walk there.
The Huangpu River is full of brilliance, and the river flows slowly, like a beauty of the Republic of China walking in a leisurely courtyard. Sparkling, light and shadow flow, the river wind brings a quiet fragrance, and it is intoxicating without alcohol.
Chen Xingze stood by the river to rest.
Shi Kai came to him, "Lu Xiaofei went to the bathroom."
"Um."
Shi Kai looked into Chen Xingze's eyes and whispered, "You and I are the same kind of people..."
Chen Xingze didn't speak, and Shi Kai said, "I just guessed, I had a feeling when I saw you."
Chen Xingze smiled and said, "Then you guessed it right."
Shi Kai also laughed, leaning on the stone fence by the river and stretching. "Hey, Xiao Fei has to vomit blood if you know that the two in the dorm are gay."
Chen Xingze stared at Jiang Shui in a daze. Because of the heat, he was sweating a lot, and he had to wipe his neck every once in a while.
"Are you not used to the southern climate? Why did you come all the way to Shanghai to study at university? Your home is obviously closer to the Central Academy."
Chen Xingze didn't answer, and looked at the Pearl Tower by the river for a long time.
Chen Xingze went to university step by step and worked harder than any other student in the class.
Shi Kai discovered that Chen Xingze had a habit of going outside. At first, he thought that Chen Xingze had a new sense of everything when he first arrived in Shanghai. But a semester has passed, and Chen Xingze has almost turned around the streets and alleys of Shanghai, and still runs out of the house.
"What are you doing around every day?" Every time Shi Kai asked this, Chen Xingze said, "It's nothing, I can't wait, I'm used to it."
Life went on painlessly, and Chen Xingze commuted to and from the streets of Shanghai in his spare time. Sometimes when he is on vacation, he wears headphones and can walk outside for a day. In the wind and the sun, his skin gradually darkened, his muscles gradually became firmer, and his lines gradually became tougher. Shi Kai joked that Chen Xingze is more like a sports academy than music.
Although he was so ruthlessly complained, Chen Xingze's academic performance was very good, and he was among the best in the department. Because of his nurturing since childhood and his own efforts, Chen Xingze's artistic accomplishment is very high. A set of repertoires he created for the club he participated in in the second grade was spread on the Internet and was widely disseminated and praised.
He has received many job offers for this set, from all walks of life, piecemeal. Chen Xingze mostly refused and focused his energy on the campus. Until one day, he received an email from "Junwen Media", wanting to cooperate with him on the soundtrack of the company's play.
"This company is stingy to death." Shi Kai reminded him, "They often pull school students to work, just to keep prices down, don't be deceived."
Chen Xingze considered it again and again, but finally agreed to the job, because he knew that Junwen Media was a company signed by Song Baiyang.
He didn't force anything, he just felt that he should give it a try when he had an opportunity.
It was not until the second semester of Chen Xingze's sophomore year that the filming of the TV series was completed and the follow-up soundtrack began. During that time, Chen Xingze was frequently called by them to the company for meetings.
One day, Chen Xingze left the Junwen Building after a five-hour long meeting. The sky was densely covered with red clouds, and Chen Xingze didn't take a car. He chose a quiet path for a walk, hoping to filter the turbid air around him.
The path is deep and quiet, and there are elegantly decorated cafes and old-fashioned shops on both sides. Chen Xingze stopped when he passed a small bookstore. There was a faint sound of music from the store, a melody he was very familiar with - Sarasati's violin solo "Song of the Wanderer".
Chen Xingze has played this piece countless times, and it has been heard by many people on many occasions. But at the moment when he heard a familiar melody by chance, all that flashed back in his mind was that night in Jincheng. He borrowed a violin from a scruffy street performer and played it on the alley in front of the church.
What is it for
Chen Xingze thought slowly and entered the bookstore automatically. The store is not big, there are not many customers, and the bookshelves are full of foreign books. Chen Xingze walked towards the deepest part of the bookstore, turned around a lush yew tree, and saw the back in front of a vertical rotating record player.
The man was wearing a light gray half-sleeved shirt, tucked into black trousers. He is thin, the belt has received the tightest size, there is a small spine mark on the back of the neck, and a clear butterfly bone can be seen on his back. He was carrying a checkerboard messenger bag on his right shoulder and a watch in his hand. From the back, he looked like an elegant and tired office worker.
He remembered why he wanted to come to the street performer's instrument in the first place...
Chen Xingze put his hand on Mi Sheng's shoulder.
Mi Sheng turned back and saw Chen Xingze, his originally dull eyes widened slightly. His eyes were still the shape Chen Xingze was familiar with, and the length of his eyelashes was still familiar to him. They were not thick, but each one was as thin and long as a needle.
Seeing each other again after a long absence.
In the end, Mi Sheng smiled at Chen Xingze and said, "Long time no see, kid."
After nearly three years of absence, Chen Xingze finally heard the word "little ghost" from Mi Sheng's mouth again. The impact of this calm voice on his heart was far beyond his imagination.
Mi Sheng said, "Why are you here?"
Chen Xingze said: "I came to Shanghai to study at university."
Mi Sheng said in a low voice, "Really, that's a coincidence."
unfortunately.
It was no coincidence that Chen Xingze wanted to tell the people in front of him. Now, he finally admits that this is the thin thread of destiny that he reluctantly knitted together with countless coincidences.
He said, "Yeah, what a coincidence."
Mi Sheng smiled again, turned his eyes, and looked at the door of the bookstore, "Are you here to buy books? Then you can go shopping, I have left beforehand."
Chen Xingze stepped sideways to block Mi Sheng.
"Are you going now?"
"if not?"
if not
Chen Xingze felt an urge to tie up this nonchalant person and lock him up somewhere.
"Give me your contact information."
"What do you want to get in touch with?"
"give me."
In general, the two face each other, and the one who dares not look directly into each other's eyes will eventually lose. Mi Sheng reported his number to Chen Xingze, and Chen Xingze called on the spot just in case. Mi Sheng's hand rang, and Chen Xingze took it and stored his name in the address book.
"Can I go now?" Mi Sheng asked.
Chen Xingze turned sideways, and Mi Sheng walked past him. When the two moved away, Chen Xingze grabbed Mi Sheng's hand. The thinness of the wrist surprised him.
Mi Sheng: "What are you doing?"
Chen Xingze: "You won't delete my number and disappear again?"
Mi Sheng: "No, let go."
Chen Xingze not only did not let go, but also took out his mobile phone. He used his height and arm length to take a photo of Mi Sheng.
Mi Sheng was a little anxious, "What the hell are you doing?"
Chen Xingze: "If you disappear again, I will use your photo to post the missing person notice."
Mi Sheng: "Let go, someone is watching."
Chen Xingze turned back, and the bookstore clerk was looking at them cautiously, "If the two gentlemen have any problems, please go outside and solve them." It seemed that they had a conflict. Chen Xingze let go, Mi Sheng retracted his arm and rubbed his wrist with the other hand. Chen Xingze realized that he was too emotional, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention, did I hurt you?"
It doesn't hurt.
But Mi Sheng didn't answer, so Chen Xingze became even more nervous.
"It really hurts? I didn't mean it, show me."
Mi Sheng turned his hands behind his back and raised his eyes to look at Chen Xingze. His brown pupils showed no emotion, and his tone was flat.
"Can I go this time?"
Chen Xingze slowly gave way, Mi Sheng left, Chen Xingze ran a few steps to chase outside, and shouted at Mi Sheng's back, "I'm sorry, don't be angry! I'll contact you later!"
Mi Sheng didn't hear it, and walked forward without squinting. He passed a crossroad and walked more than 100 meters before turning back quietly. There was no young man behind him. He leaned against the stone wall beside the road and took out a cigarette from his arms.
The slender fingers failed to catch fire a few times.
Mi Sheng didn't lie to Chen Xingze, he did have something to do at night. Entrusted by Wei Kang, he took the script from the company and sent it to Song Baiyang.
Although Song Baiyang is an actor, his popularity has not been high, and he is barely able to work.
Mi Sheng opened the door, Song Baiyang was sleeping, and there were several empty bottles of spirits on the table. Mi Sheng felt that he was lucky and didn't need to communicate with him. He put the script on the bedside and left quietly. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Song Boyang suddenly stretched out his hand from the quilt and pinched his wrist.
He couldn't master his strength after drinking, and he just pinched the inch strength of Mi Sheng's wrist bone, and Mi Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. But unlike when facing Chen Xingze, he did not let Song Baiyang let go. He understands him, and the more he asks, the more Song Baiyang intensifies.
"I'll send you the script." Mi Sheng barely kept his voice steady, "Weikang asked you to read it at least once before going to the set."
Song Baiyang had a sullen face.
"Weekang's schedule has been sent to your phone."
"roll!"
Song Baiyang turned his head impatiently and went to sleep.
When Mi Sheng left the room, he didn't think about what to do with his still sore wrist, but took out his mobile phone to see if there was any news to remind him. The screen was as clean as new, and he put it back again. The moment he put the mobile phone back in the bag, he suddenly realized the strangeness of his behavior, suppressed the gradually swirling thoughts, and walked away quickly.
When he got home, Auntie Wang, the nurse, told him that his mother had fallen asleep. Mi Sheng came to her mother's room, sat beside her, and watched her sleeping face quietly.
"Mom, guess who I met today?" Mi Sheng said in a very soft voice, "I saw that kid, the one I always mentioned to you... Although you may not remember it.
In the quiet room, Mi Sheng's voice was flat.
"I thought I would never see him again. He said he came to Shanghai to study at university, but Shanghai is so big that we would meet in a small bookstore. Do you think it's amazing?"
The mother fell asleep peacefully, Mi Sheng raised his wrist, the place where Song Baiyang had twisted was already red and swollen, and there was a faint tingling pain. There was no change in his expression, as if he was looking at someone else's wrist. After a long time, he chuckled lightly. "What should I do, his appearance like this will make me misunderstand that God sent me to save me." His smile looked more insincere than before, "... How is that possible."