four seasons flowers

Gong Jun finally ran back to his room almost at a speed of [-] sprints.He regretted it, and clearly agreed, seeing that person would still be the same as before, but at that time, he still couldn't hold back, and he really hurt others and himself with his emotions.

But fortunately, fortunately, I didn't say anything that I shouldn't say.

For four months, it was just a dream, fulfilling the regret of my youth, and I didn't dare to expect any results.

He stood on the balcony, watching the night.Tonight's moonlight, just like when the man pulled me back three months ago, still glowed with a faint brilliance, as if it was a ceremony of beginning and ending.

Maybe everything is God's will, no matter how you start it, it will end when the time comes.As it is with feelings, so it is with life, not to mention a worthless dream.

And in another room, someone had a rare insomnia tonight without being sick.After he came back, he thought about it left and right, and always felt that Gong Jun's performance was too different from usual.

Since the two of them got acquainted, they have been fighting all day like those good brothers and good buddies in life.Even the director said that he has directed so many dramas over the years, and seeing two partners who have such a good relationship as the two of them, he really can't find a few.

Could it be that the kid was too involved in the drama, and then he couldn't control his emotions as perfectly as himself.He thought about it, and there was only this answer, which could barely explain that person's thoughtless behavior just now.

"It should be like this." He muttered alone in bed.

Of course, this brother didn't ask himself in the end, is he really in control?If you really control it, could it be that today's violent anger was sprayed with the air?

Although I managed to find a reason to convince myself, it still couldn't change the result of insomnia that night.

Early the next morning, with two dark circles under his eyes, he took a few bites of breakfast after washing up, and then went to the airport alone with his assistant's packed luggage.Before boarding the plane, he thought about it, and still sent Gong Jun a WeChat message. After sending it, he turned off his phone and put it in his bag.He didn't intend to see whether the man returned or not, and what he replied, because he thought: it's better to be upset later than to be upset now.

Gong Jun also woke up very early in the morning. Because he has other work this afternoon, he will fly to Beijing in the morning.

Let me tell you something, he thought, and reached for his phone from the bedside.As soon as I opened it, I saw the message that the person sent me 3 minutes ago, saying that he had already flown to Kunming, and we will meet again next time.Gong Jun was completely angry, this person left just like that, and he didn't forget to send a perfunctory text message casually. It seems that the food of these few months has been fed to the dog.

He angrily got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth extra hard today, as if he was not brushing his teeth, but that heartless bastard.

At this time, Zhang Zhehan, who was sitting on the plane to catch up on sleep, suddenly sneezed three times in a row. He rubbed his nose and thought: Which little bastard scolded me behind my back?

And the little bastard he was talking about had already arrived at the airport, and a gentle female voice came from the radio:

"Passengers, please note that your flight CA8158 to Beijing is now boarding. Please board the plane from gate 22."

Gong Jun turned his head and glanced outside, although it wasn't the first time he left Hengdian after finishing the scene.But this time it is different from the past. He and Zhang Zhehan haven't participated in any activities in the past four months, and basically stay here every day to film.People are emotional animals. After staying in one place for a long time, they will feel more or less reluctant to leave when they leave.What's more, he didn't seem to be saying goodbye to Hengdian.

He shook his head in thought, then turned around and strode towards the boarding gate just now, the three staff walking behind looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the boss looked a little different from usual today.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhehan's plane landed safely at Kunming Changshui International Airport.He put on his hat and mask, and slowly moved forward with the bustling crowd.

After he got out, the car he had hired was already waiting for him. When he got to the car, the driver came down and wanted to help put the suitcase into the trunk. He waved his hand lightly and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll do it myself." Come." After putting away his things, he got in the car and went to the hotel he had booked in advance.

Looking at the unknown trees flashing by outside the window, it turns out that this is the "Spring City". I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I have not been able to come because of work reasons.

Zhang Zhehan leaned his head on the seat, resting his hands on the back of his head, and was about to relax for a while, when suddenly the phone rang, and after answering the phone, Xiao Yu's slightly thick voice came from the other end of the phone: "You are in the car No? I said Susu and I, whoever will go with you, you insist, you are an entertainer anyway, you have to pay attention to safety when you go out alone, do you hear me?"

Zhang Zhehan has already gotten used to it, he chattered like a storyteller, and when the other end finally finished, he opened his mouth: "Oh, I got it, brother, I'm almost 30 years old Besides, it’s not the first time I’ve come out alone, I know how to take care of myself, ah.”

The person over there hummed angrily, "It's good to know, then I have something to do here, so hang up first, if you need help, call me and Susu."

"Well, then you are busy first, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaoyu looked at the phone: Yes, I'm almost 30 years old, and I still think about it every day. What's the difference between being three years old?After thinking about it, he glanced at the phone in disgust before turning around and going to work.

As soon as Gong Jun got off the plane, he hurried to the event site. Although it was a simple brand business event, he was an [-]th-tier entertainment circle, so he had no right to be late casually.

By the time the event was over and we went home, it was already past midnight.He casually ate some takeaway ordered by his assistant, took another shower, dragged his exhausted body to lie on the bed, picked up his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and stared at the message he had just replied to that person. It took less than 3 minutes to read it. , he actually showed himself asleep.

Here Zhang Zhehan was nestling on the sofa playing Doudizhu, when suddenly his phone vibrated, he clicked on it, and saw that it was Gong Jun's message back to him, followed by a smiley face, and he stared at it for a long time Suddenly, Zhang Zhehan clicked on the dialog box on a whim, and made a voice call.

The bell rang for a long time, and just when he was about to give up, a sleepy "Hello" came from the phone.

It's not like his usual style for this guy to go to bed so early. "You went to bed so early? Didn't disturb you?"

Gong Jungang was still confused. When he heard a familiar voice from the opposite side, he finally woke up completely. "Oh, no, there is an event today. You just called when you fell asleep." Then he asked again: " Is everything going well on your way to Kunming?"

"Well, everything is fine, where are you going these few days?"

"I'm planning to go back to Chengdu tomorrow. I think I'll stay at home for a while. Otherwise, I'll be in the group at the end of next month, and I don't think I'll have time to go home. What about you, how many days are you going to play?"

"Oh, I will probably stay here for about a week. By the way, I have a first concert in a while, will you come?" Zhang Zhehan's voice was full of anticipation, which was not obvious, but Gong Jun noticed it. Out.

So he wanted me to go?His heart was suddenly a little sour, but he still replied: "If there is no other schedule that day, I will come."

"Oh, okay, then you go to bed first, good night!"

"OK, good night!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhehan squinted his eyes and leaned on the sofa. He didn't turn on the light, and only a little moonlight from outside the window came in, making the room not so dark.

He asked himself in his heart, yesterday it was said that Gong Jun was not in the show, but who was it that was not in the show?In the middle of the night, I made an inexplicable phone call and invited people to the concert.

Think about it carefully, in the end, you are the one who didn’t appear in the play, right? Zhou Zishu in the play fell in love with Wen Kexing, but what about the one outside the play, do you like Wen Kexing or the one playing Wen Kexing? people?

Zhang Zhehan had a headache, so he stood up from the sofa and went to bed, covering his head with the quilt.Whatever it is, it's normal if you can't play, maybe you'll have nothing after playing for a few days, so why worry about him, go to bed quickly.

Maybe this kind of comfort was really useful, or maybe he was really sleepy, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Wake up, it's still sunny outside!

Early the next morning, he went to the nearby park for a few laps.After returning to the hotel to take a shower and have breakfast, he went to a nearby golf course and played golf all morning.

In the next few days, he went to Dianchi Lake, Daguan Tower, Jiuxiang Karst Cave one after another, and went to the hot springs. He took many photos of himself or asked someone to take pictures of himself, and finally chose the one sitting on the boat. That one was posted on Weibo, and a week passed in a stop-and-go manner.

The day he set off to go back was September No. 30, which was also the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. He was going to go home to reunite with his family, and then returned to Beijing to prepare for his first concert.

It's been almost ten years since he debuted, and he has filmed dozens of plays, big and small. He is a typical actor who has seen his plays but doesn't know his name.Speaking professionally, he is a third-tier actor in the entertainment industry, but he thinks this is very good. He can shoot his favorite movies without being too much concerned about his private life. Why not do it.

On October 11th, Gong Jun finally met the person he hadn't seen for more than ten days. The person still had slightly long black hair, wearing earrings and a little chirp. He looked so cute inexplicably.He said: "Why do you feel that after you played Zhou Zishu, you became much gentler than when you first started."

Zhang Zhehan smiled and said, "Zhang Su and Xiao Yu told me the same thing, but I feel like I haven't changed much."

The two people at the scene were still arguing and couldn't stop, but they both clearly felt that something seemed to be different from before

After filming the cover of the magazine, Zhang Zhehan invited Gong Jun to his first concert again during the interview, and Gong Jun's answer remained the same.He smiled faintly, thinking in his heart: He will come.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the filming ended. Zhang Zhehan fulfilled his promise and invited Gong Jun to eat. Of course, this time it will not be hot pot, because since the last time he vomited, he feels that he will not touch this thing again for at least a month up.

After dinner, Gong Jun returned home and called his good buddy and college roommate: "Hey, Lao Qin, did you grab the ticket?"

"Well, I've bought everything, I'm not Junzi, I said, you have a schedule on NO.18, you can't go to the concert, why are you buying tickets?"

"His first concert, at least it's a colleague, and it's only right to support him. By the way, I'll treat you to dinner then."

"I said what's the matter with you, what's the relationship between us, if you invite me to dinner because of the trivial business of buying tickets, I'll tell you, it's not necessary."

"Okay, you, who said to treat you to dinner for this matter, why don't you come to Beijing on NO.17, and we haven't seen each other for a long time, so I can't treat you to a meal!"

"Assuming you have a conscience, let's see how I slaughter you."

"Okay, when the time comes, you can do whatever you want."

The two chatted casually for a few more words before ending the call.

Gong Jun looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and remembered the expectant eyes of the man during the interview.

I suddenly had a new impulse in my heart.