After breaking up with the paranoid actor

Xie Jian seems to always have this radiant appearance.

He should have just come off some activity, wearing a suit and leather shoes.You can tell it's tailor-made by how close the clothes are cut.

On the other hand, I was wearing a white T-shirt with a loose neckline.After a day of scrambling on the set, this T-shirt was already dirty, and the whole body was soaked in stinky sweat, which is really contemptuous.Such two appearances in the sky and on the ground almost made Song Feiyang unable to remember the time when he and Xie Jian went in and out together.

Song Feiyang looked at Xie Jian with fascination, until the watermelon in his hand quietly dropped a drop of water, hitting his wrist, and then he was brought back to his senses.He turned his head in a panic and wiped his wrist vigorously. The whole upper body was tense due to the force, and the small piece of skin was quickly rubbed red, turning the color of watermelon pulp.

Everyone was staring at Xie Jian, only Song Feiyang was staring at his wrist.He heard footsteps behind him, and he ordered himself not to turn his head, not for anything else but for his last bit of poor dignity.

The sound of footsteps soon stopped behind the three of them, and it was impossible to justify not turning their heads at this time.Song Feiyang had no choice but to turn around slowly, but he still kept his head down and didn't dare to raise his head.

Everyone in the circle knew Xie Jian.In the early years, eight out of ten days were listed on the hot search, but they were still related to works and endorsements, speaking with strength, and there was no place to scold.

Recently, they have turned behind the scenes, and the newcomers they are promoting are becoming more and more popular, and the scripts they are picking are becoming more and more popular. Many people want to find a way to have a meal with Xie Jian and talk to each other.

Brother Liu was the first to react. He pointed at Song Feiyang and said cautiously, "You...know each other?"

"do not know."

Thank you for your conciseness.

Song Feiyang's tensed upper body suddenly relaxed.Like a spring pulled too tight, the other end suddenly let go.The spring bounced back to his hand with full force.Ten fingers connected to heart, Song Feiyang was in pain.

This answer brought Song Feiyang's thoughts back to the day when he first met Xie Jian.

The famous Song Feiyang first came to Beijing, and because of his handsome face, he was picked up by scouts to Xie Jian's crew.

It was said that it was a film crew, but Song Feiyang found out later that it was actually just a few college students getting together to shoot a graduation project.

But if this is the case, Song Feiyang, who is not good at communicating with people, wants to quit.

He lowered his head and scanned around the squatting people. The person with his back turned to him was wearing sportswear and a baseball cap.Although he was dressed casually, everyone was listening to him.Song Feiyang thought to himself that this should be the boss of this crew.

He is a social fear, and he never knew how to reject others without refuting his face.Song Feiyang typed the manuscript for a long time, as if he was thinking carefully whether he should propose marriage or not.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, the crew found him first, then motioned the man in the baseball cap to turn around, pointed at Song Feiyang and asked him: Xiao Xie, do you know this man?

Song Feiyang saw that the man took off his hat, stroked his hair that was crushed by the hat, and turned around.The moment Song Feiyang looked down and saw him, all the steps and drafts of the previous conception were evaporated by the sunlight above his head, and there was only one thought left in his mind, it's over, I can't leave and I don't want to leave, just like now.

And Xie Jian's answer back then was the same as now: I don't know each other.

It's just that Xie Jian, who was standing in front of her at the moment, added with a smile.

"There are so many people in the circle, how could I know someone who is just a trick?"

Brother Liu secretly let out a sigh of relief, snatched the new watermelon from Sister Yang's hand, and stuffed it into Xie Jian's hand.

"I said, come, Brother Jian, eat a piece of watermelon to cool off the heat."

Xie Jian didn't answer and stood there looking at him.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, and he is wearing a black suit. With one hand in his trouser pocket at the moment, he feels oppressive when looking at people from top to bottom.

No one spoke in the entire shed for a while, only the chirping of cicadas outside was still loud.

Later, it was Sister Yang who pulled Brother Liu to save him from embarrassment.

"Well... Let's go first if we have something to do. You talk, you talk."

Song Feiyang opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, seeing that the two of them left as if they were fleeing for their lives.

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, the shed became quiet again.This kind of quietness is actually quite exhausting, especially when two acquaintances look at each other in blank dismay.

There is only one lamp for lighting in the shed, which is hung by a thin wire.Perhaps the contact is not very good, one light and one dark, although the light is not very bright, but it still attracts many flying insects to bump into it, making a crackling sound.

Song Feiyang was disturbed by the sound of the collision, and could always think of the days when he was with Xie Jian in the past.Good, bad, together, apart.When thinking of this, in such a hot weather, Song Feiyang shivered and regained his senses.

Song Feiyang waited for Xie Jian for a while, and found that he had no intention of speaking.I had no choice but to finish the watermelon in my hand in three or two bites, and said something, I will go first.

Xie Jian didn't stop him, he seemed to be very tired after participating in the day's activities, he had been leaning on the table, and the words he said now seemed exhausted.

"Did you leave me just to continue being a secondary player?"

This was the first time Xie Jian spoke to Song Feiyang calmly after the two separated.

Xie Jian's tone was indifferent, but Song Feiyang's blood began to boil, speeding up to the heart.Song Feiyang only felt that the quiet space now was filled with the sound of his heartbeat like a drum beating.

For a moment, Song Feiyang thought about spreading the matter out and explaining it clearly, but Xie Jian didn't give him this chance.

"I--"

With a bang, Xie Jian took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.There was a dark red light spot beside his hand, flickering on and off.Song Feiyang subconsciously took a small step in Xie Jian's direction, like those flying insects attracted by the light.

But the smoke that Xie Jian exhaled quickly covered the flickering fire, and also covered the expression on his face.

"At that time, I also reflected on whether the resources I gave you were too few, and you left me because you didn't look down on what I had in hand."

"Looking at it now." Xie Jian took a puff of cigarette and said word by word: "You deserve it fucking."

The blood on Song Feiyang's face faded instantly.

These words pierced through the smoke like a sharp sword and hit Song Feiyang directly, piercing Song Feiyang, and even the heartbeat that had been clamoring just now slowed down and changed under Xie Jian's questioning. flat.

"Sorry……"

Xie Jian took a puff of cigarette, looked Song Feiyang up and down, and then sneered again.

"sorry?"

Xie Jian repeated Song Feiyang's words and stood up straight.

"How dare I ask you to be sorry. Last time you said sorry, I hurt my muscles and bones. I only recovered a little bit today. Now you say sorry again."

"What do you want to do this time?"

"Do you want my company to close down, or do you want me to quit the circle after a fall?"

Xie Jian spoke in a very flat tone without any ups and downs.But the calmer Xie Jian was, the more frightened Song Feiyang became.

He has always been a person with joy and anger on his face, he smiles when he is happy, and scolds when he is angry.

He also taught himself that as an actor, you have to be emotional and exaggerated so that others can understand.

But now he has stored and suppressed these emotions, turning him into a constantly expanding balloon. No one knows when the balloon will explode, but everyone is cautious, for fear that he will become the needle tip that will detonate him.

Song Feiyang was also afraid.He was afraid that he would become the detonating needle, and he was also afraid that he would turn Xie Jian into what he is now.

Xie Jian suddenly walked towards him, he was very tall, before Song Feiyang had to raise his head slightly to see Xie Jian's appearance clearly.But now Xie Jian was standing in front of Song Feiyang, but Song Feiyang didn't dare to look up at him.

He lowered his head and stared at his shoes, only showing a small part of the back of his fair neck facing Xie Jian.

Song Feiyang saw that his shoes had been rolled in the crew for a day, and they were already covered with dirt and dust.And Xie Jian's leather shoes were shiny and spotless.

Soon, Song Feiyang felt that someone was pinching the back of his neck, and he was forced to look up at Xie Jian.He saw his own small reflection in Xie Jian's eyes.

Embarrassed and ugly.

Song Feiyang turned his eyes away, but was soon pulled back by Xie Jian.

"Song Feiyang."

He called Song Feiyang's name word by word, and then Song Feiyang heard Xie Jian say.

"You want to be a bitch, don't you? Then I will let you be enough."

The pain in the back of the neck suddenly disappeared, Xie Jian let go of Song Feiyang's back neck, threw the cigarette in her hand to the ground, and then crushed it hard with the pair of clean leather shoes.The fire was already weak, but it was extinguished immediately after being crushed like this.

It's like a high-ranking person crushing the most common and fragile ant.

Song Feiyang watched Xie Jian get into the car, saw the headlights cut through the night and drove into the distance, then was swallowed by the night again and disappeared.Only then did Song Feiyang realize that he couldn't stand up like he was exhausted.

He squatted down slowly, staring blankly at the cigarette butt that Xie Jian threw on the ground and easily crushed.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Xie Jian... When did you start smoking?