Clouds and water do not know the wind and moon [entertainment circle]

After entering the stairwell, Tang Buzhi let go of his hand naturally.

"Why are you and your mother so ruthless?" Tang didn't know that Song Yunshui might be hurt by this sentence - although he didn't show anything on his face.Tang didn't know that he read a book when he was in college. He couldn't remember the title of the book, but he remembered that there was a person in it who could read other people's thoughts. He still admires that character until now.

Tang Wuzhi always felt that what he thought, saw, and heard was imprisoned in the cage of self-consciousness since he was born. Sometimes he would dream that he was locked in a house, and he could not see his fingers around him, only the faint The light came through a frosted glass window, and he put his face close to the window, and he could vaguely see the scenery outside, but everything was too hazy.So he kept thinking about what it looked like outside the window, but in the end he could only get an imaginary picture.

The feeling of not being able to see clearly outside the window is similar to not being able to see clearly inside others. When a red round object appears in the field of vision, some people think it is a balloon, some people think it is a tomato, and some people think it is an apple.He thinks that the difference in cognition is also one of the reasons for the gap between people.There is nothing wrong with this, but living in the world, sometimes I always hope to understand someone.

At this moment, Tang didn't know that he had this desire for Song Yunshui.

So he asked Song Yunshui if he was in a bad mood, and Song Yunshui remained silent. Tang Wuzhi guessed that this was the default meaning, so he asked, "Do you smoke? Have one?" Because cigarettes and alcohol are both anxiety relievers, and the principle is to fight poison with poison.

Tang didn't know that he wanted to take out the cigarette case from his pocket, but he remembered that his jacket was on Song Yunshui's body.Then he took out the lighter from his trouser pocket with one hand and handed it to Song Yunshui.

"The cigarette is in the pocket, the one on the left."

Actually on the right, his memory is terrible.

......

Song Yunshui lit the cigarette butt, Tang Buzhi saw him take a deep breath, and the spark moved a lot, but he didn't see him spit out the cigarette.

"I was planning to quit smoking, but today I relapsed." Song Yunshui said lightly.

"Oh, so you used to smoke a lot? I can't tell." Tang Zhi smiled and took out the key to open the door.

Song Yunshui finally smiled too, his eyes became slender because of the smile, and there was a hint of sunshine in his eyes.

The two walked into Tang Wuzhi's house.

The light in the room was dim, Tang Zhi pressed the switch, and the entire small room lit up.The orange light made the walls and the floor look like slices of bread with butter, and they were standing in the middle of the "mouth" surrounded by faces.

Tang Zhizhi took out a black cover from the drawer of the computer desk and handed it to Song Yunshui with a notebook with a thick mineral water bottle cap.

Song Yunshui took it and sat on a chair to look through it.

The quartz wall clock made a "da da" sound like gears turning, as if in response to the raindrops beating hurriedly on the window.

Tang Bubu glanced at the cypress cabinet beside the bed.

On the cabinet covered with dark brown wood grain, there are chacha melon seeds, heart-printed toilet paper, a glass with a goldfish pattern, and a copy of "Life and Death Reading" by Harder Schlink.He put the red windproof lighter on it and sat down on the edge of the bed.

……

"That person should stop pestering you, right?"

Tang Zhi's voice sounded in the room.

"Probably." Song Yunshui raised his head slowly, thought for a while and said.

Tang didn't know that there was still a doubt in his heart, why did that person suddenly appear here?Did they meet by chance, or did he mean that he was following Song Yunshui?The latter seems more likely.

Song Yunshui closed his notebook, glanced at his watch, and stood up from his chair, "I have to go back to the company. You have recorded it in detail. It shouldn't be too much trouble to deal with it." After a pause, he added: "Yes Is it convenient for you tomorrow?"

"what happened?"

"You can move to my house tomorrow, can you?"

This is also part of acting, so Tang Zhizhi agreed.

After leaving Tang Buzhi's house, Song Yunshui went downstairs and returned to the car.

Jiang Lang had already left, and the straight long street was empty.Liming Company is a [-]-minute drive from here. There are hundreds of employees in the building, which is quite lively. Unfortunately, among the hundreds of people, none of them really talk to each other.On the day when the company was founded, everyone came to toast Song Yunshui's wine and wish him success in the future. Song Yunshui thanked him politely. A few years passed in the blink of an eye, and the company's performance was indeed booming. Unfortunately, he didn't feel any joy.

In March last year, Song Yunshui fainted for the first time in the office. After waking up, he lay on the hospital bed with a haggard face.Zhou Bingtong said with a complex expression that others are working hard, but you are simply working hard.Only then did I realize that I have been working overloaded, and I don't know why.It seems that apart from going to work, there is no other meaningful thing to do.When he was also in the hospital, he was diagnosed with mild hereditary heart failure. When the attack occurred, his heart would hurt very much. Although he had been taking medicine, his condition was not relieved.

……

When Qi Wei returned to the orphanage after get off work, two children were drawing around the table with advertising paints picked up from the scrap yard.

The tallest one is Luo Xiaoquan. Regarding this boy, Qi Wei only knows that he likes to talk to himself in the air. Before he came to the orphanage, he had been living in a "haunted house" in the old street - called a haunted house. It’s because people died in that house—when the night is still and the moon hits a tree, there will be a low whimpering sound from the haunted house (like a person accidentally biting off his tongue). At this time, the surrounding residents were a little apprehensive, feeling as if their whole body was being licked by a bloody tongue, but Luo Xiaoquan said: "That's my dad talking to my mom, my dad said: 'We'll die if we die. Clean', my mother said, 'That's right'."

The girl's name is Li Linlin. She has black curly hair (natural curly) and two sausage lips. Qi Wei knew that she was not very smart when he saw her.

Li Linlin is seven years old this year, and is the oldest among several children. She likes to eat sweet things. She picks up the bubble gum on the floor, washes it with water, and chews it in her mouth. It feels so sweet.However, there is one thing that makes Qi Wei very helpless, that is, Li Linlin always sticks to her hair when blowing bubbles. He hid under the blanket and dared not come out.Later, Qi Wei planned to cut off Li Linlin's hair, but Tang Zhizhi smiled and said that it would be fine to wash it with oil, and she would be very sad if she cut off her hair.

Qi Wei did as Tang Zhizhi said, and this method really worked, so Qi Wei couldn't help thinking: "Tang Zhizhi is so smart."...

"Are Chai Mi and Gu Qiu upstairs?" Qi Wei asked the two children.

The window glass on the second floor has been repaired, so there is no need to worry about rain leakage.

"That's right, they're playing with persimmon." Luo Xiaoquan stopped his hands, looked up at the ceiling and said, "Hey, listen...do you hear that? The sound of persimmon seems to be different from usual. It Don’t you catch a cold? That’s troublesome, we don’t have cold medicine for cats here.”

"Really? I didn't hear anything." Qi Wei put away the umbrella and shook the rain on it.

"I didn't hear it either, I only heard the sound of rain." Li Linlin said, chewing gum.

After a while, Li Linlin suddenly said that she was very hungry, so Qi Wei put on a plastic raincoat and went out to buy food.

When he came back, he met Tang Zhizhi.

Tang Wuzhi said, "Are you tired with so many things in your hands, let me help you carry some", and walked to Qi Wei's side.

"Fuck! Just mention some?" Qi Wei pretended to be contemptuous, "Are you a man, can you help me get all of them?"

"My day, it's so small." Even so, Tang Buzhi still took all the bags in his hand.

"Hahahahaha." Qi Wei laughed, shoulders heaving up and down like a boat, ignoring Tang Zhizhi's words that he was "boring".

Tang Buzhi lowered his head and took a look. The red plastic bag contained cabbage, winter bamboo shoots, carrots, broccoli... all cheap vegetables, no green peppers.

"How are those children doing recently? Is there anything they need?"

"It's almost winter, and those brats don't have any thick clothes yet." Qi Wei sighed at his frozen hands, "What's the matter? Ask this suddenly."

Tang didn't know how to shake his head and said nothing, he secretly wrote down the matter, and said, "How much money do you have with you now?"

"250 three, no, 240 three."

"Oh, my uncle still has one thousand and nineteen." Tang Zhizhi smiled, "I'll give you one thousand and eighty later, and I'll keep one hundred for me."

Neither of them have deposits, so that's all there is to it.

Qi Wei said "no need" and walked forward alone.

There were only a few passers-by on the road, and they arrived at the door about 10 minutes later. After Tang Zhi handed the bag to Qi Wei, he put the stack of banknotes folded in half into his coat pocket.

"What are you doing? I said I don't need you."

"To shut up."

The two struggled for a while, and Tang Zhizhi finally won, so Qi Wei had no choice but to accept his money.

Qi Wei coughed embarrassingly, and said: "Hey, have you had dinner yet?" The wind was so strong that Qi Wei's bangs flew wildly, "The group of brats complained that you didn't go to see them yesterday, Let's eat together later."

But Tang didn't know that he had already eaten it. "Forget about it today, I'll see them later."

You bastard, say this again.Qi Wei is sure that what he said in the future does not exist.

Every time Tang didn't know why he came to him, he just left at the door. Qi Wei was very concerned about this matter. He once asked Tang why, but the latter never answered him.

"Hey, why are you in a daze, I have something to tell you."

"What?" Qi Wei said, quietly waiting for his answer.

In the end, Tang Wuzhi actually said that he was going to move to another place. Qi Wei said "ah", showing the expression of the kite-flying person when he found that the glass line was broken and the kite was about to fly away:

"Why, where are you going to move?"

"You won't believe it if you say it. I passed the audition for a movie. Damn, why don't you roll your eyes? I'll just say you don't believe it, but it's true." Tang Zhi shrugged and smiled crookedly, "Dude I don’t have to play tricks this time, I’m playing the leading role, I can stay in a hotel with the crew, but I don’t know why, the other party seems to be afraid that I will go back on my word, insisting that I move in tomorrow..."

This is good news, but Qi Wei didn't know whether to be happy or sad after hearing it... In the end, he was more happy, but he still couldn't show a "congratulations" smile.

At night Qi Wei tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking about Tang Zhizhi's leaving.

Qi Wei, 26, isn't the only friend he has, but he'd be bored crazy if he moved away.

Damn, I'm so dizzy.Qi Wei regretted not stopping Tang Zhizhi at first, but then thought: No, just because we are friends, we can't be selfish and only think about ourselves.

Then I lay motionless in the hard darkness, with the cold rain of November in my ears, like 11 billion steps, which could never be finished.Cold, dark, and dripping... I couldn't help feeling sad, what would the world be like if the sun didn't rise tomorrow?if--

"...Dad, I seem to like Li Linlin. If no one is willing to adopt her in the future, let me take care of her for the rest of my life...I will only tell you about this, don't tell anyone else..."

Luo Xiaoquan's dream interrupted his thoughts, he came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile.

"Forget it, stop thinking about it, go to sleep." He turned sideways, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and said to himself.