"Do you know that you have to knock on the door before entering?" Shao Si pointed at the door, "Go out, close the door and start over, I'll count to three, two, one..."
Li Guangzong: "..."
Shao Si seldom ordered others, but as long as he used that commanding tone, he was especially capable of bluffing people.
With that expressionless and righteous look, he was led away by him accidentally.
So Li Guangzong reflexively took two steps back, closed the door, and immediately raised his hand to knock twice: "Hi, may I come in."
Shao Si locked the door neatly, and with the sound of the lock, he replied: "...I can't."
what! Really!
Li Guangzong was locked outside with a bewildered expression, like a pitiful orphaned child.
The appearance of Li Guangzong eased the atmosphere in the room, Ye Xuan calmed down, and his attitude towards Zhou Weiping was no longer so harsh.
Just like what Zhou Weiping himself said - he has the right to choose his own life, he doesn't need to be a widow for Ye Qing, he has no obligation to meet everyone's expectations for love, expecting that he will spend his whole life not marrying to miss him.
Ye Xuan was just angry with him, he didn't even have the courage to admit that he was 'Zhou Jianbang'.
He admitted that he used to be Ye Qing's lover, the poor writer who couldn't even pay the rent. It was Jianbang who smiled and put his hand on Ye Qing's face when his joints were frozen while holding the pen in winter.
"When I make a lot of money, I'll buy a big house. It's just the two of us. Don't bother with anyone. If you don't want to go out, don't go out. Be my Mrs. Zhou at home with peace of mind. You cook and I wash Wan, you can interrupt me when I am writing, I will not be angry. But you have to sing to me every day, I like to hear you sing."
Zhou Jianbang's promises to him were recorded verbatim in Ye Qing's diary.
He should be in a good mood when he wrote it, and he added a sentence at the end: The sun will come out soon, I believe.
But where is the sun? For the next four years, Ye Qing has been living in hell on earth.
"I think we'd better avoid it for a while." Hearing this, Gu Yanzhou felt that he really had no position to stand here, and the emotional matters could be resolved by the parties involved. "You guys talk, I will go out with Shao Si first."
Shao Si was very reluctant in his heart: If you want to go, you go, what are you doing with me.
"Maybe I can be of some help." Shao Si racked his brains to find an excuse, and finally picked it up, and only forced a sentence, "Mr. Ye has always been someone I respect very much... Listen to what she said , I always feel that there is something hidden, and I can't help but care about it."
Simply Ye Xuan didn't care if they were there or not, her purpose was just to find them, and then follow the clues to find another person.
It's been too long since what happened back then, and she couldn't find out.
"I just want to know, thirty-three years ago, there was a second-generation official who was called Fourth Lord, who was he?" Ye Xuan unconsciously clenched her hands by her legs, she tried her best to be calm and concise, "I If you want to avenge Ye Qing, why is this kind of conscienceless beast still alive and well?"
Dao Ou sat up from the bed, and his movements were a little violent. The needle used for infusion on the back of his hand suddenly tilted and almost fell out: "What nonsense are you talking about? Ye Qing committed suicide, talking about revenge."
Ye Xuan raised her eyes, her expression was fierce, and her words were filled with cruelty: "Do you really believe that he committed suicide?"
"What else could it be if it wasn't suicide."
Dao Ou's lips turned white. He seemed to be convincing himself when he said this, but after reading it, he felt that this incredible assumption might not be absolute, so he said in a smokey voice, "What evidence do you have?"
"On June 12, 1994, I was filming in the crew today. I feel very happy and sad. I can only find freedom from the false world. Last night, Jianbang promised to come and see me. I made an appointment with him in the future. We met in the forest. He brought me scallion pancakes, saying that he was afraid that I would be too busy to eat properly." Ye Xuan memorized Ye Qing's diary backwards, and even though her tone of voice didn't fluctuate, she could still see the sweetness between the lines.
"The clothes on his body are a bit old, and the cuffs are frayed. I smiled and kissed him with my oily mouth. He kissed me back and pressed me on the grass. I closed my eyes. I like it very much. This kind of unscrupulous intimacy seems to be all reasonable, there is no need to worry about anything... Let me hug you for a while, so that we can continue to fight against the world together."
Ye Qing's diary is a bit softer and more fragile than his own—he is even a little pessimistic. These words must be written in countless silent nights, and all the inexplicable and complex emotions of sadness and joy well up in his chest heart. But Shao Si believed that he must be a tough person. When he woke up the next day and opened his eyes, facing his lover, he had more courage to persevere than anyone else.
"On June 13, 1994, the fourth master came to me. I don't know why, but I don't like this person. He told me that he knew my secret."
Ye Xuan continued: "This is the diary of the thirteenth. There is only such a short sentence, and the handwriting is very scribbled. After that, he didn't continue to write it for half a month."
Shao Si had a vague premonition.
This second-generation official called fourth master... Could it be the key to Ye Qing's death
Gu Yanzhou seldom interrupted when others were talking, Shao Si secretly photographed him: "Do you know what fourth master is?"
"How would I know?" Gu Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, "I was still in my mother's womb thirty-three years ago."
Ye Xuan did not continue to memorize the following diary, but simply summarized it.
The relationship between Ye Qing and Zhou Jianbang was smashed back then, if it was someone else, it would be fine, but this fourth master is notoriously perverted.
He likes to play with people, whether it is a woman or a man, he is not taboo.
The men he could meet were all coerced to sell, Ye Qing was the first guy he met... and he was so good-looking.
Of course Ye Qing refused, he looked weak, but he was actually a very stubborn person. Fourth master forced him a few times, but he also felt bored, so he started threatening him.
"As long as you are obedient and serve me comfortably, it will be fine..." In the simple room, there was only a wooden table. The fourth master's upper body was still neat, and he only took off his pants. The thing was deeply buried in Ye Qing's body. Ye Qing whispered in his ear, "You should know, it's too easy for rabbit masters like you to send you to prison for reformation. Even if you come out in the future, you won't be able to get rid of it for the rest of your life."
"Oh—" This disgusting long sigh was probably caused by the fact that the thing was twisted so tightly that it was too comfortable. The fourth master paused for a while, and then said, "You still have a little lover, isn't it the one who wrote the book? What, what is Zhou... How about I send him in together, and you two will be companions?"
However, after fourth master got tired of playing, he didn't let him go like he said before.
They have a small circle, and they often share bed partners with each other when they usually play. Ye Qing was taken there for the first time, and he came back after two full days.
October 14, 1994, overcast.
They are all beasts.
Ye Qing wrote these six words in his diary.
For a long time, no one in the ward spoke actively.
It wasn't until Zhou Weiping knelt down slowly, hugged his head, and said in a choked voice after a long silence: "I should have found out a long time ago... I..."
In those few years, he was Ye Qing's pillow.
Ye Qing's mood, he knows best.
But he didn't take the initiative to ask.
He and Ye Qing were huddled together in a small dilapidated room, and their love and career could not see the end. Manuscripts were repeatedly rejected, and sometimes food and clothing were not enough, and it was all supported by Ye Qing's salary. He can't go in and out with him, and try not to look at each other when walking on the road, and they are in constant panic every day. Day after day, he gradually began to get tired.
When he noticed Ye Qing's change, frankly speaking, he had some shady little expectations in his heart.
He thought, it seems that Xiaoqing can't hold on anymore, why don't they just give up and return to normal life.
…
They eventually broke up.
On January 3, 1998, Ye Qing sat by the window and wrote: This is the best ending, Jianbang, you want to be healthy.
After Zhou Weiping packed everything that day, Tianmengmeng took his luggage to the train platform and left Nanyang City completely.
In April of the same year, Ye Qing committed suicide by jumping off a building.
The diary stays on April 14, 1998, a very ordinary day, and stays on that line: why am I this kind of person.
Shao Si came back to his senses from this story, and he found that Dao Ou was crying.
Such an elderly person cried so much that his face was full of tears, and he couldn't make a sound: "No wonder, no wonder... the night the crew wrapped up, I joked and asked him to sing me a song, and he sang Yutangchun."
Ou Dao and Ye Qing met through a movie back then, and that movie was also the last one Ye Qing made before his death.
He was just a fledgling unknown in the directing world at the time. He likes Ye Qing, but because of his low self-esteem, this crush ended without a problem.
... This grievance is unspeakable, and now the heavens have opened their eyes, revenge will be revenged for injustice, and the face will be full of joy.
For so many years, he has not been able to understand the meaning of these words, he only regards them as ordinary thoughts, learning to sing in the dead of night, thinking about him.
"Who is the fourth master, do you still have any memory?" Ye Xuan asked, "You guys must have known it when you were in the same crew."
Sometimes people are too sad, but they don't take too drastic actions.
For example, at this moment, Dao Ou just curled his fingers fiercely, grabbing on the bed sheet, he calmed down and said:
"He is the investor of that play, Wang Shan."