Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

In their small town, every New Year's Eve night, before twelve o'clock, some people could not help but crackle and set off fireworks, and the whole sky was reflected in colorful colors. Grandpa looked around and listened to grandpa telling novel stories that he had never heard before.After the grandfather passed away, only Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan were left, but every New Year's day, the two of them were still the same as before, sitting in the yard watching the fireworks. After watching the fireworks for so many years, there was really nothing new about them, but Just can't get enough of it.The smell of fireworks is also the best smell in the world.

This time, the two didn't wait for the fireworks. They didn't know that in the mountain village where they were filming, there was only the habit of setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. Fireworks are used for the excitement of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Only the sound of firecrackers can show the solemnity of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. .

The two stood in the yard, sucking in the cold wind and stomping their feet. The sound of firecrackers sounded in their ears at an unknown time, making their hearts beating wildly, and they couldn't find any rhythm.

Yu Wen patted Yang Fan who was about to fall asleep standing there, and pulled him back to the room.Yang Fan put all his weight on Yu Wen's neck, and lazily followed Yu Wen into the room.Yu Wen somersaulted Yang Fan onto the kang, Yang Fan sat on the kang, rubbed his messy and limp hair, closed his mouth into a slit, and looked at Yu Wen with confused eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't bully you." Yu Wen said, putting his cold hands on Yang Fan's warm neck.

Yang Fan didn't dodge, but looked at Yu Wen with innocent but unwilling eyes.

"What's wrong, the look in this look is wronged." Yu Wen watched himself playing with Yang Fan, Yang Fan didn't respond, he took his hand off and put it on the kang to warm up, with the same bitter face, imitating Yang Fan's expression of aggrieved .

"A year has passed like this, without even a single firework."

"Oh, it's okay, when you go to film tomorrow, I'll go to the town to buy it for you, and we'll show it tomorrow night." Yu Wen thought it was a big deal, and got under the quilt while taking off his clothes.

"It's not about the fireworks, don't you think we haven't done anything this year?"

"Aren't you filming? I'm learning." Hearing Yang Fan's question, Yu Wen felt puzzled, stuck his head out of the quilt and stared blankly at Yang Fan, who was wearing a sweater and sitting cross-legged on the kang, with a dull expression on his face Think about the problem.

"What are we going to do in the future?" Yang Fan asked another question, not sure if he was talking to the wall or Yu Wen.

"Go to school, where else can I go if I don't go to school, I can't work everywhere like that foreman." Yu Wen sat across from Yang Fan under a quilt, and he could see that Yang Fan was in a bad mood.

"After school and then."

"Then work."

"What job?" Yang Fan continued to ask.

Yu Wen was silent for a while, looking at the yard through the glass covered with newspapers, the other people were in the city for Chinese New Year and hadn't come back yet, those who played cards played cards, those who sang songs, the whole yard was lit by the two of them, "What can't you do, just make money."

Yang Fan didn't speak, just sat cross-legged quietly, his eyes were confused, what was he thinking?Yu Wen didn't know what happened to Yang Fan, why was he so sad during the Chinese New Year?

Yang Fan himself may not know what's wrong with him, why he suddenly loses the good mood for Chinese New Year.Yang Fan lay under the quilt, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, many things vaguely appeared in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

Yang Fan thought of the boy in the script, a boy who died at the age of 17. He began to fit in infinitely with the thoughts of the hero in the movie, thinking about things according to his ideas, often sighing involuntarily, and feeling sad for no reason, Yang Fan felt The character I played has a kind of magical power, which drags me into it effortlessly, and I can't escape no matter how I escape, I can only follow him in the role to be sad, depressed, confused, and hesitant.

Yang Fan wanted to use something to drag him out, but he overestimated his ability to bear, and also underestimated Han Yu's ability to shape the character.Yang Fan once asked a senior veteran actor how he could get out of the role during the interval of acting.

The old actor said disapprovingly: "Isn't this simple? A role is a role, life is life, he is him, I am me, there is no difference."

Hearing these words, Yang Fan could only nod his head pretending to be educated, thanked his senior and left in a tone of disapproval.Veteran actors have received a formal education, so of course they can play freely, and with more than ten years of acting experience, they have already formed a formalized performance routine.But Yang Fan is only in his teens, he has never received any professional training, and he can only shape the character by devoting himself to the role wholeheartedly, but it is easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

The firecrackers outside the window were still crackling, and Yang Fan couldn't think of the answer to the question even if he tried his best. What's more, he couldn't even say the question he was thinking of. There was clearly a doubt hanging in his heart, but I can't put it into words.Yang Fan turned over, scratched his head, and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wen asked Yang Fan softly.

In the dark room, Yang Fan saw Yu Wen's shining eyes, without saying a word, he moved from his own quilt to Yu Wen's quilt, and stuck together with Yu Wen.Yang Fan started to help Yu Wen turn over, hugged him from behind, and sighed again.

Yu Wen felt a warm air flow across his neck, slipped silently through every muscle and bone in his back, and disappeared into the gap between the two of them embracing each other.Goosebumps appeared all over Yu Wen's body, and a stream of heat that could be easily sensed flowed from bottom to top all over his body.

"What's the matter?" Yu Wen turned his head and asked softly again.

Yang Fan didn't answer, but leaned his head on Yu Wen's shoulder, buried it deeply and forcefully, and took a deep breath of the heat that was still warm from Yu Wen's body.Although Yang Fan has stepped into the role, he still can't perform the effect the director wanted. Han Yu clapped his hands to encourage Yang Fan to say that the performance was great, but Yang Fan still inadvertently saw Han Yu staring at the monitor subconsciously. Shaking his head, he smacked his mouth and said: "It's almost tasteless." Han Yu didn't know that Yang Fan had put himself into the role with all his heart in order to play the role well, fitting the mind of a 17-year-old boy in the role , suppressing the true self in my heart every day, to show the appearance of a young man who is sinking in the world in the script.

The books Yang Fan has read are limited. Before he came to film, he was just an outstanding student in a small town. His vision is limited, and his ability to think about problems is also limited. All the limitations added up cannot allow him to deal with this sudden situation correctly. Everything about everything, the inability to extricate himself from being trapped in the role, the loss of not being able to satisfy the director, the panic of failure, and the confusion about his future after suddenly jumping out of the small town to see the new world, all of which, Yang Fan has no one to tell.

This is how I grow up, I can only keep things in my heart and hold on tightly, no one can know.There are tens of thousands of universes hidden in Yang Fan's heart, but when he expressed it, he just hugged Yu Wen tightly and said softly: "It's okay."

"Is this all right?" Yu Wen turned over to face Yang Fan, the two of them were squeezed into the same quilt, and with a slight movement, the wind would get in from the corner of the quilt.Yu Wen faced Yang Fan, the room was pitch black, he could only see Yang Fan's shining eyes right in front of his eyes, Yu Wen stroked Yang Fan's soft hair, saw half of his shoulders exposed, and pulled the cup behind him Pulling, scratching Yang Fan's creaking nest with both hands.

"It's too much, I'm just sad." This is the sadness of youth. When I sit alone and think about things, I can always sink deeply, and keep falling into the mud of sadness, but as long as someone Come to coax you, make trouble with you, you can always throw your sadness out of the sky, and instantly feel happy.Coincidentally, Yu Wen is Yang Fan's guy.

Afterwards, Yang Fan picked up the quilt that had been kicked to the ground, wrapped it around his body, and sat on the kang. The sound of firecrackers outside the window had quieted down. Yang Fan blamed Yu Wen: "Do you know that I will be filming tomorrow? Do you know how much it will affect my performance tomorrow?" Is it? Tomorrow I will play a sad boy, you know? Ah, I want to ask you something."

"I know, I know." Yu Wen replied, bent down to pick up another quilt on the floor, Yang Fan took the opportunity to grab Yu Wen's leg, and pushed him down like fishing, but another hand came out Protecting Yu Wen behind his back, Yu Wen lost his center of gravity in an instant, lying on the ground with his hands, unable to move his legs, and unable to reach the quilt with his hands.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and put me down, the last battlefield warning." Yu Wen yelled, kicking his other leg and trying to turn over, but it didn't work at all.

Yang Fan laughed haha, when he heard someone outside the door chattering and entering, he pulled Yu Wen up, jumped off the kang, picked up the quilt and threw it to Yu Wen, and Yu Wen and Yu Wen obediently lay down to sleep, one by one. .

The two of them opened their eyes, suppressed their thumping hearts, and waited for the noisy voices in the yard to dissipate and return to calmness. The yard refused to disperse.

Yang Fan called Yu Wen softly, and Yu Wen made a small voice from his throat: "Yes." Yang Fan then asked, "When did they come back?" "I don't know."

The two panicked, did they come back early, did they hear the movement in the house, did they see everything through the window, Yu Wen glanced at the window, which was covered with a layer of newspaper, but Yu Wen wanted to come again , this glass can vaguely see the situation in the yard, and in turn, they must also be able to see the inside.

Did I do something wrong?

The two of them didn't dare to breathe, clutching the corner of the quilt and praying that the people in the yard would hurry into the house and stop wishing each other from the yard.

"Happy New Year." "Happy, happy." "You too." The people who just came back were obviously drunk, and kept repeating the same sentence, wishing non-stop.In the eyes of Yang Fan and Yu Wen, the people in the yard are like repeaters making noise, talking about happiness non-stop.

Is it hard to be happy?Does it have to be repeated all the time?What's wrong with this group of middle-aged people, the blessings that can be expressed in one sentence must be repeated a thousand or eight hundred times?Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan didn't understand, why did this group of middle-aged people have such a soft spot for this sentence?

Yu Wen turned to face Yang Fan, moved a little beside him, lowered his voice, and whispered again: "Happy New Year." "Happy New Year." Yang Fan also whispered his blessing, this blessing can only be given to Yu Wen Wen, no third person is allowed to listen.