under the rose

After Fu Xingyun became famous instantly, his face was everywhere.In TV dramas, on billboards, and on the screen advertisements of mobile phone software, his existence is like a densely woven net, which nets the depressed Wen Shichuan inside, making people breathless.

Wen Shichuan was really depressed for a while, and during that time, he met Chen Xin.

He was in the bar where he and Fu Xingyun met. At that time, Chen Xin was unknown at that time. He was acting in low-cost online dramas that no one watched, and he might not even be called an actor.Wen Shichuan has always been a good drinker, and he never indulges himself in getting drunk, usually only slightly drunk.

Chen Xin ordered two glasses of wine, sat next to him, and pushed one of them to him.

Wen Shichuan pushed back the glass of wine that was pushed to him without raising his head, and Chen Xin was not discouraged either. He sat on the seat next to him, tapped his arm with a slender finger, and asked in a soft voice. : "Brother, what is your tattoo?"

Wen Shichuan looked up at him and was stunned for two seconds, which was only two seconds.

Chen Xin and Fu Xingyun have a three-point resemblance, and they look more alike under the dim light of the bar. Their eyes also have a little resemblance, timid.But Chen Xin's timidity is more like that of a rabbit, while Fu Xingyun's timidity is hidden, like a kitten left alone, fearful and vicious at the same time.

Wen Shichuan didn't say a word to him, he raised his head and signaled to the bartender to keep the account, then got up and left.

Chen Xin became more interested in Wen Shichuan, went to the bar every three days, and inquired about Wen Shichuan, and found out about Fu Xingyun. .Wen Shichuan didn't seriously reject him, not out of interest, but because he didn't care at all.

Hearing what Fu Xingyun said, he suddenly remembered that maybe there was such a thing.

He drank too much that day, really drank too much, and he didn't remember how he drank it. He fell asleep on the bed at home. body, the wine bottle rolled to the ground and shattered.

He had a splitting headache, didn't clean up, and lay flat on the bed.

He was drunk, but he didn't sleep well. He had a dream all night, and the dream was full of Fu Xingyun. He couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed of.Dizzy, he got up to wash up, and planned to go downstairs to eat something. The sun was so hot that he felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell on the steps.

He simply squatted down holding the street lamp and smoked a cigarette, as if his whole body had been emptied, staring at the smoke he spit out in a daze.

Chen Xin came here at this time, and I don't know how he found out that Wen Shichuan lived here.Wen Shichuan only vaguely saw a person walking towards him, the person who came was backlit, his face was indistinct, and his outline and body shape were very similar to Fu Xingyun.

Wen Shichuan vaguely remembered that they had kissed here before.

It was a winter night, very cold, and it was snowing, Fu Xingyun did not know where he wanted to eat ice cream, but Wen Shichuan deliberately contradicted him, saying that it was too cold to eat ice cream.The two exchanged a few words of real and fake, and Fu Xingyun went to buy ice cream by himself in a rage.

Wen Shichuan squatted under the street lamp, smoking a cigarette, waiting for him, shivering a little from the cold wind, his knuckles were red, but he was still waiting for him.Not long after, I saw Fu Xingyun came back, wearing Wen Shichuan's thick down jacket, which was so long that it almost dragged the floor, with a red scarf wrapped around it, barely lining his face, holding a popsicle, Sneezing while eating.

"It deserves it." Wen Shichuan exhaled and cursed.

Fu Xingyun was so cold that his lips and tongue were numb from the cold, and he couldn't speak clearly, but he still refused to give up, rushed over, bent down and put his cold lips on Wen Shichuan's face, did Wen Shichuan take it? Yan's hand rested on the back of his neck, and started to kiss him. Gradually, Fu Xingyun's icy lips became hot, and his exhaled breath became white mist.

The popsicle fell into the snow, and Fu Xingyun pretended to say, "It caused me to drop all the popsicles, how delicious it is, what a waste."

Wen Shichuan said, "Shall I buy you another one?"

Fu Xingyun hurriedly dragged him upstairs: "Don't buy it, don't buy it, it's a waste of money. Let's go, go home and sleep."

For a moment, the unconscious mind after a hangover blurred memory and reality, and the boundary between dreams and the present was also infinitely blurred. The person walking against the light was too similar to his sweetheart.Wen Shichuan was a little confused for a while, the man bent down and moved his face towards him, and he habitually stretched out his hand to support the back of the neck of the person in front of him.

But when their faces were close enough to see each other clearly under the scorching sun, Wen Shichuan seemed to be drenched in ice water, and instantly woke up—it wasn't him.

Wen Shichuan pushed him away, and asked coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

In such a short moment, Fu Xingyun actually saw it, and Wen Shichuan was also speechless for a while.There are so many coincidences in the world that they all sound like fakes.Sure enough, Fu Xingyun, who was standing in front of him, snorted coldly, and muttered: "How could it be such a coincidence, who would believe it?" But in fact, Fu Xingyun immediately believed it, even if Wen Shichuan said it was because Chen Xin was careless If he fell on a banana peel and his lips touched his lips when he fell, he would believe it, as long as there was even the slightest possible explanation, he would believe it.He made up for himself in his heart: Wen Shichuan's taste would not be so bad.

Fu Xingyun added: "The last time I came to audition, I saw him come to your studio."

Wen Shichuan said: "I didn't see him, he didn't make an appointment, no one let him in."

"Then" Fu Xingyun said, "Then what did you say to him just now?"

Wen Shichuan spoke extremely fast, as if he could not reassure Fu Xingyun as long as he spoke slowly: "Tell him to stop staring at you, even if we are not together, I will not be with him."

The tense atmosphere between the two people suddenly eased. They were both so angry that they were like two balloons full of gas, which were about to burst if they were poked. Now, the air in the balloons was released with a "swoosh".

"Knock, knock—" Someone knocked on the door outside.

Fu Xingyun paused, turned around and opened the door. It was Yu Xiangwan standing outside with a worried face: "Did you quarrel?"

"No, let's talk about something." Fu Xingyun said.

Yu Xiangwan obviously didn't believe it: "I brought you some food, if you don't eat it, you'll be gone, I can hear you yelling across the corridor"

Wen Shichuan stood behind Fu Xingyun, passed over Fu Xingyun's shoulder, took the food from Yu Xiangwan's hand with one hand, said "thank you", and closed the door forcefully.

In front of Fu Xingyun was the door panel, he lowered his body and got out from under Wen Shichuan's arm.

Wen Shichuan turned around and said, "It's your turn to speak."

Fu Xingyun pretended to be stupid, and the tense atmosphere just now was swept away.As a trace of the quarrel just now, Fu Xingyun's eyes were still red, but his mood improved. He picked up a small cake from the tray in Wen Shichuan's hand, pretending to be very interested in the small cake, and held it with his finger Fiddled with the cream on top, licked his fingers to taste the taste, and whispered: "What are you talking about?"

Wen Shichuan put down the tray and just watched Fu Xingyun eat the cake without saying a word, so that Fu Xingyun didn't dare to look up, his mouth was full of cream cake, whether he swallowed it or not.He was in a great mood right now, and his whole body was extremely light, as if he could float to the sky with just one breath.

They were all silent for a while, but the silence did not freeze the atmosphere. Fu Xingyun avoided his gaze, as if dancing a tango chasing each other.

After a while, Fu Xingyun finished eating the cake in his hands, and even licked off the crumbs on his fingers, so there was no reason for him not to speak anymore.Fu Xingyun cleared his throat, looking serious.Wen Shichuan was sitting on the sofa, and Fu Xingyun was sitting on tiptoe on the table not far from the sofa. The table was high, and his feet were dangling in mid-air.

He draws out his voice like a schoolboy who doesn't want to answer questions.

"My manager, Meng Qing, I have a good relationship with him," Fu Xingyun said.

Wen Shichuan said, "How nice?"

Fu Xingyun gently picked the gap on the table with his fingers, and said slowly: "Very good, I can't get ahead without him, thanks to him, otherwise I might still be struggling."

Wen Shichuan just said "hmm", meaning, I got it, and then what?

Fu Xingyun said with a smile: "Then, there is no way to repay the kindness of knowing you, so I have to promise you with your body."

Wen Shichuan was not angry at all, and Fu Xingyun's talk of running the train could not irritate him at all.In the end, he didn't believe that Fu Xingyun and Meng Qing would have something. His jealousy and anger were only aimed at the few years when they were separated from each other and could not interfere with each other's affairs.

He said in a deep voice, "Then what about my kindness, how do you repay it?"

Fu Xingyun blinked, and blushed belatedly, and he still wanted to pretend to be thick-skinned, and to show that he was able to do it with ease.He jumped off the table, walked towards Wen Shichuan, spread his legs, sat on Wen Shichuan's lap, put his hand on Wen Shichuan's shoulder, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Why, is Director Wen going to lie to me?"

When they asked this question last time, the two of them were still fighting, and their words were like knives.This time it was different, the words were like light feathers, scratching Shi Chuan's ears, and the breath out of Fu Xingyun's mouth still had the sweet taste of cream cake, so sweet that it made him sick.

Wen Shichuan stared closely at his eyes with deep eyes.

"see your performance."

In the end, they returned to everyone one after another. Except for Yu Xiangwan who looked at them meaningfully and repeatedly, the rest of them were not curious about their disappearance.The two of them ate and drank separately across the entire terrace, occasionally looked at each other and then quickly looked away, Fu Xingyun's lips were a little unusually red, but no one knew about it except themselves.

It was already late at night when the show ended, and everyone was drunk, so we made an appointment to see you again at the premiere.

Yu Xiangwan lived in the studio, and yawned and went to sleep after the show.Fu Xingyun dawdled to the end. After drinking, he sent a message asking Xiaojiang to take a taxi and be the driver.

Wen Shichuan said, "I'll take you down."

Fu Xingyun nodded, and the two entered the elevator.In the small car, the lights were pale, and the two breathed and heard each other.Suddenly, the two of them entered into an ambiguous stalemate again.Looking at the floor numbers displayed in the elevator, Fu Xingyun thought for no reason of the time before they just met but were not together.

Fu Xingyun worked in the bar until late at night, and Wen Shichuan drank a cup of tequila until late at night.The bar was closed, and they didn't discuss it with a single word, but they walked together in the deserted streets in the early morning in an inexplicable tacit understanding.Fu Xingyun walked in front, Wen Shichuan lit a cigarette and walked behind him with his pocket in his pocket.

When they reached the downstairs of the rental house where Fu Xingyun lived, they parted tacitly. Wen Shichuan would say "good night" and then squat on the side of the road and smoke the cigarette before leaving.When Fu Xingyun returned home, he would look down through the gap in the curtains, and sometimes his face would turn red after he glanced at it twice, and he quickly retreated, took a shower and went to sleep.

At that time, it was the throbbing of first love, but now, there are some subtle differences.

Even the air is ambiguously hot, and it is only a small spark away from being ignited and then exploded.The two of them stood side by side, Fu Xingyun only felt that the ventilation and cooling effect in the elevator car was too poor, his whole body was hot and uncomfortable, and there were small beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and when the elevator door opened a small crack, he immediately squeezed out sideways , walked all the way outside the door, and felt better after blowing the cool breeze.

Wen Shichuan was behind him and asked, "Are you here?"

Fu Xingyun looked down at his phone, and Xiao Jiang said he would arrive in about 10 minutes.Fu Xingyun's car was parked under a tree at the corner, and he leaned against the thick trunk of the big tree, feeling the cool night wind blowing his hot face.Wen Shichuan stood one step away from Fu Xingyun, lit a cigarette, and stood silently waiting with him.

Fu Xingyun suddenly asked: "How am I doing?"

Wen Shichuan exhaled a puff of smoke, lowered his head and laughed.He took a step forward, lowered his head, Fu Xingyun opened his mouth acquiescingly, and they kissed again under the cover of the tree shadow.Fearing that it would burn Fu Xingyun, Wen Shichuan kept away from the cigarette in his hand.Fu Xingyun really likes kissing so much, he even likes to rub the tip of his nose against each other.

They separated just before Xiao Jiang came, just in time for a cigarette kiss.

Wen Shichuan said: "The performance is average, work harder next time."

Fu Xingyun gave him a nonthreatening look, opened the car door and sat on the back seat.The car drove out quickly, and Xiao Jiang glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Brother, are you in a good mood?"

"Well," Fu Xingyun said with a smile, "The movie was edited very well."

The author says:

There's a little bit of that, I'll post it on Weibo later