under the rose

After dinner that day, Wen Shichuan stayed at Fu Xingyun's house as a matter of course.

It is logical, but it is not so logical.After all, apart from the fact that they are old lovers who are in an ambiguous period, there is no reason to keep them.The weather is fine, no rain or snow, and it is not too late. There is no disaster and no trouble. Wen Shichuan can go home.

Fu Xingyun lived in this house for two years and rarely bought anything. He was too busy during the renovation and didn't have time to stare at it. He just left it to the designer and the decoration team. At most, he sent Xiao Jiang to take a look.Beautiful and comfortable is beautiful and comfortable, but there is no breath of life.

But Wen Shichuan still looked around with great interest.

Fu Xingyun muttered "what's interesting" and let him look around.When going to sleep at night, although there are many rooms in the house, Wen Shichuan "naturally" got into Fu Xingyun's bed.He was wearing pajamas of an inappropriate size, hugged Fu Xingyun from behind, and buried his face in Fu Xingyun's shoulder.

Wen Shichuan kept inhaling, as if he was smelling Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun's skin was itchy from him, and he buried his head in the quilt to hide.The amazing thing is that although this is the bed Fu Xingyun has slept on for two years, as soon as Wen Shichuan lay down on the bed, the blanket smelled of him, and the smell was reassuring.The back was pressed against the front chest, and the breathing rhythm of the two gradually coincided.

Fu Xingyun had a good sleep that he hadn't seen for a long time. He slept soundly and without dreams, and it was dawn when he woke up.

Wen Shichuan also had a good night's sleep, as if he had reinstalled the ribs that had been pulled out of his body, the gaps were filled, and he felt extra solid.In the two days before the premiere, they stayed together, stayed at home, ate, slept, slept, and did not quarrel, and those quarrels and differences were temporarily forgotten.

Both of them were tense.

Wen Shichuan was nervous, because this was his most time-consuming and labor-intensive movie. The last movie made him famous and entered the public eye, and this one carried the expectations of the public. With expectations, there will be pressure.Fu Xingyun is also nervous, success or failure depends on one move, if he doesn't please him this time, no one will buy him next time, a good reputation needs to be accumulated a little bit, a bad image is like an avalanche, and all previous efforts will be wasted all at once.

But neither of them said they were nervous, and neither of them wanted to show that they were nervous.

On the morning of the premiere, Wen Shichuan woke up first.

When he woke up, Fu Xingyun was still sleeping in his arms, sleeping soundly, snoring a little, his nose wrinkled slightly, as if there was something bothering him.Wen Shichuan looked at the time, squeezed his nose, and woke him up: "It's time."

Fu Xingyun rubbed his eyes and got up sleepily. They got up and changed their clothes. Fu Xingyun arranged a styling team and a make-up team. , Said: "How can I do it so casually?"

When Xiao Jiang came to knock on the door, Fu Xingyun was changing clothes in the bedroom, Wen Shichuan opened the door and went in to call him.

Fu Xingyun was staring at himself in the mirror in a daze, he was startled by the sound of him opening the door, and turned his head abruptly, Wen Shouchuan didn't expect to scare him, and the two of them looked at each other awkwardly for a moment.Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes and explained: "I'm not used to living alone for a long time."

Wen Shichuan was silent for a while, then said, "Sorry, I should have knocked on the door first."

Obviously the two have been hanging out for two days, but when they were about to leave this two-person space, they suddenly became unfamiliar again for some reason.In order to break the embarrassment, Fu Xingyun stood up first to open the door.Xiao Jiang stood outside the door, full of energy and energy.

"Brother Yun, the car is waiting downstairs, let's do the styling first, and then go—"

He walked into the house while talking, and when he saw Wen Shichuan in the house, his voice stopped abruptly, his mouth was open and did not close.Wen Shichuan was tossing out the capsule coffee machine, without seeing anything, as if he had become the owner of the house.The confusion in Xiao Jiang's eyes became stronger, and he turned his head to look at Fu Xingyun blankly.

Fu Xingyun glared at him, and when he was about to stop him from asking questions, Jizhi Xiaojiang spoke first.

"I don't have any questions to ask!"

Xiao Jiang almost raised three fingers to swear to the sky.

Fu Xingyun let him go, took the coffee Wen Shichuan handed over, drank it all in one gulp, and went downstairs together.Fu Xingyun saw Wen Shichuan's second-hand bunny parked in the parking lot at a glance. Compared with the glamorous cars next to him, it was a bit disheartened, but it also had an aura of "I don't care".

"I'll go back to the studio, see you later." Wen Shichuan said.

Fu Xingyun exchanged glances with him, wanting to say "OK", then "everything is going well", and "what to do after the premiere", but after thinking about it, because Xiao Jiang was still standing next door, They just nodded and got into the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xiao Jiang skillfully turned the steering wheel to back up the car, stepping on the gas pedal and muttering: "Brother, I will go over after I do the styling later. There should be media watching, but there will be no interviews before the premiere, and there will be interviews after the premiere." Special interviews, the field is small, and most of them come from some small media, the possible questions and reference answers are listed, and they are in the folder at your hand.”

Fu Xingyun let out a "hmm", and looked up again with Xiao Jiang in the rearview mirror.

"I won't ask." Xiao Jiang reassured.

Fu Xingyun: ""

Xiao Jiang: "Brother, quickly read the interview questions."

Fu Xingyun: "I'll post a recruitment message first, and change my assistant."

Xiao Jiang: "I was wrong!"

Fu Xingyun: "Hehe."

Fu Xingyun's styling team was personally selected by Meng Qing in the early days. Meng Qing's aesthetics is very good, and the styling team has excellent skills. He has never held back Fu Xingyun's styling.This time, according to Fu Xingyun's request, he was matched with a smoky gray casual suit, and a rose brooch was pinned to the coat, which looked solemn but not too much. pay attention to.

Fu Xingyun was very satisfied. When facing the media, he intentionally exuded a 12-point charm and murdered many films.

The location of the premiere was set at a private theater close to the suburbs. It was quiet and comfortable, and not many media came.There were small receptions before and after the screening. Fu Xingyun saw Zhang Ting at the reception, and he still felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't want to meet her face to face, so he turned a corner and entered the lounge, just in time for Wen Shichuan to be inside.

I don't know if it was just a coincidence, Wen Shichuan was wearing a gray shirt, and he was wearing the watch that Fu Xingyun gave him, and the strap happened to be stuck on the wrist bone, which looked just right.The styles of the clothes of the two are different, but they look like they have been deliberately matched, and they are particularly harmonious when standing side by side in front of the mirror.

Wen Shichuan didn't put on any makeup, and was tying up his half-length hair in front of the mirror, clumsily.

Fu Xingyun watched quietly for a while, feeling a little anxious, walked over and pushed Wen Shichuan down on the chair, without a comb at hand, he could only use his hands.Wen Shichuan sat docilely, lowered his head slightly, and let Fu Xingyun toss his hair.Wen Shichuan's hair was a little naturally curly, and Fu Xingyun's slender fingers stroked his hair to help him comb it up. A few strands of hair were left on the front of the forehead and back of the head, which looked very nice.

"Knock, knock—" Xiao Jiang knocked on the door outside.

Fu Xingyun looked at the time and said, "It's time."

Wen Shichuan stood up, and the two of them got very close at once. Fu Xingyun saw Wen Shichuan's sharp jaw in front of him. He raised his hand to straighten Wen Shichuan's clothes. Chuan tilted his head and rubbed against Fu Xingyun's forehead, like a kiss as light as a feather.

"Let's go," he said.

The screening hall is not big, everyone is basically seated, and Fu Xingyun saw many familiar faces at a glance.There was Zhang Ting, and Meng Qing was sitting in the corner of the back row. Fu Xingyun didn't expect him to come, so he was stunned.His position was in the middle of the front row, next to Wen Shichuan and Yu Xiangwan.

After Fu Xingyun was seated, Wen Shichuan made a brief opening speech.

"Thank you for coming today. I don't want to say too much about the movie. Let's watch it first, and we'll talk after watching it."

When Wen Shichuan sat down, the lights in the auditorium went out and it fell into darkness.Fu Xingyun's arm was resting under the armrest between the two seats. Subconsciously, after Wen Shichuan sat down, the two of them held hands. In the darkness that no one could see, the two of them Hold each other's hand.

The official film is much more refined than the rough-cut version, and it has a more end-to-end charm.

When the sex scene was broadcast, Fu Xingyun was inexplicably ashamed.As a dedicated actor, he shouldn't have such a reaction when watching his passionate scenes in the movie, but at this moment, Fu Xingyun's hand is still in Wen Shichuan's, and he just feels that Wen Shichuan's The palms of his hands became hot, and he hurriedly pulled them back.

Wen Shichuan quickly grabbed his hand, but he couldn't pull it out several times. He turned his head and stared sideways.

After the movie ended, there was applause in the auditorium, and the media began to set up cameras one after another, preparing for interviews.

There were three high chairs on the stage, Wen Shichuan sat in the middle, Yu Xiangwan and Fu Xingyun sat on either side of him.Yu Xiangwan was actually still wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with no makeup on, and her hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. Fu Xingyun suspected that her braids were done casually before going out.Compared to Fu Xingyun and Wen Shichuan who were a bit reserved, she was really not nervous. She blinked and looked at everyone in the audience curiously, as if she was playing a novel game.

The first question on the scene was handed to the screenwriter, and Yu Xiangwan talked eloquently, without rushing, even Fu Xingyun was engrossed in listening to it.

"The screenwriter is doing subtraction, especially when writing this film. 'Others have swords, but I have pens like knives'." She smiled slyly, and added, "I also act in movies, if the directors here need Remember to find me."

The atmosphere was very relaxed. Fu Xingyun felt that this was a good start, so he applauded quickly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Shichuan was also applauding, but there was no smile on his face, and he even frowned, as if tense. of.Fu Xingyun didn't understand, so following his gaze, there was nothing unusual in the auditorium.

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