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

"You were distracted just now, what were you thinking about?" Song Yunshui looked at him, but asked bluntly.

It was raining patteringly outside the window, and today was the day of the official meeting with 110, so Tang didn't know how to dress more formally.He was sitting in front of the table, the light of the cloudy day, blue with darkness, made the table gray, and his face, like a dead fish just taken out of the refrigerator, was pale and emaciated, making people feel distressed.

"I was thinking, I don't know what kind of training is needed for that movie." He knew that Song Yunshui was very sensitive, so he decided to keep everything related to bad luck secret.However, he lied without changing his face, and he felt somewhat guilty.

……

Although it has aroused public opinion before, Song Yunshui clarified in the interview, claiming that he and Tang Zhizhi are just friends.Song Yunshui also gave a seamless answer to the reporters' and the TV station's inquiries, making it impossible to find any flaws. His meticulousness and good at lying later became the two reasons why Tang Zhizhi hated him.

Closer to home, since the scandal has been temporarily suppressed, the two went to Liming together.From home to work, it was raining all the way.Tang didn't know that he was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and he was dazzled by the glowing umbrellas on the street.

Men, women, teenagers, girls, the most ordinary scenes in every city are nothing more than that. Everyone passes each other. If it is not a special situation, no one will pay more attention to each other.

The black leather boots kicked up a splash of water, which splashed onto the wall of the building next to it.In the corner, the briars were almost rotten, and the thin plaster paint slid down, as if trying to cover up the depression.But the earth still has its eyes open, under the gloomy sky, cars pass by, pedestrians walk away, the clattering world is instantly filled with coldness and forgetfulness.

After getting on the elevator, Song Yunshui heard "Hello" from the person beside him, turned his head, and saw Tang Zhizhi's hand stretched towards his face.

Song Yun subconsciously took a step back,

Tang didn't know how to stop, and explained innocently that the reason why he reached out was because Song Yunshui didn't close the car window, and the rain splashed on his face. "I think you haven't noticed it for a long time, so I just want to wipe it for you."

"This rain, I thought it would dry itself." Song Yunshui raised his arm and wiped it casually a few times.People who love cleanliness, even the cuffs of their clothes are completely white.

Don didn't know what to say, and turned his head away silently.

The elevator space is less than two square meters, surrounded by silver-gray metal walls.Cold and inorganic.

Tang Wuzhi looked at the gradually increasing numbers, and felt a slight weightlessness in his brain.

His fingers crushed the cigarettes in his pocket, and it took a few seconds before he realized what he was doing.

Shredded tobacco leaves were scattered in his pockets, rough, grinding his fingertips like shark bones.

A strange, nameless fire rose from his chest.

Oh, ridiculous, am I angry?Just because he looked wary of me.

However, came from behind, "However, thank you for reminding me. It is rare to see people like you who always think about others."

Hearing this, Tang didn't know that the fire in Tang's heart went out all of a sudden, and instead turned into a subtle feeling.

At this moment, Song Yunshui was standing behind Tang Wuzhi, more than ten centimeters away.Sight slightly to the left.

There is his shadow on the wall, Tang Zhi's shadow.Like a picture in a glass ball, there are only color blocks and no details.

Song Yunshui moved his fingers, and now, his shadow's hand was stacked on top of Tang Zhizhi's shadow.

From a real distance, fingers traced along the blurred outline, from the protruding brow bone to the tough jaw.Ambiguous, like a ritual action.

When doing this action, Song Yunshui's expression on his face was much gentler than before, but his thoughts were still like an assassin in the shadows, so secretive that people couldn't figure it out.

And all of this, the people in front don't know.

……

5, 6, when the number on the display screen changed to 7, Tang Zhizhi said goodbye to Song Yunshui and walked out of the corridor.

Zhou Bingtong had already been waiting outside. She was wearing a shirt, skirt and suit jacket, looking agile and capable.

After Tang didn't know how to come out, she took him to the 110's office.

Because it was the first time here, Tang Buzhi looked at the environment on both sides as he walked.

The shutters were open, and behind them was a very high-end office room.

The employees are sitting on swivel chairs, carefully comparing the data at hand with the computer data.

Occasionally, he tilted his head and took a sip of coffee, and then devoted himself to the work in front of him again.

Everyone looked extremely focused, and Tang Bubu thought that maybe someone outside the aisle died suddenly, and they wouldn't find out.

In the next second, I felt that my thoughts were a bit unlucky.

Zhou Bingtong stopped in front of a dark brown painted door, and her office was 110.

Tang Zhizhi went into the house with her, but he didn't see the man who was supposed to appear here.

"Is Yao Ling not here?" Tang Wujiu asked in confusion.

"The coffee on the table is still steaming, he should have left not long ago." Zhou Bingtong had a sorry smile on his face, "He may be discussing the movie with someone else, so, you wait here for a while, I'll go out find him."

"Ah."

After Zhou Bingtong walked out of the door, only Tang Bubu was left in the room.He stood beside the sponge sofa, the morning light cast long shadows behind him.He saw some oil paintings hanging on the opposite wall. Each painting was about the same size, and the content and color tone were relatively uniform, so they would not make people feel messy when placed together, but instead had a harmonious aesthetic feeling.

On the left and right sides are the coastal scenery under the scorching sun, with bright colors and full of light. In the middle is a close-up of a pair of eyes, which reflect the flowing clouds, waves and sailing ships. There is almost no black in the picture, and the outlined lines are very soft, so The overall look is clean and ethereal, which should make the viewer feel happy, but it is obviously a pair of children's eyes, which can be seen from the rounded corners of the eyes and the upper and lower eyelids.This reminded Tang Wuji of what his master told him:

"The horoscope is the cause of this life and the fruit of the next life. Life is nothing more than life, death, and love. I don’t know, the hexagram I divination for you is the image of yin and yang. It will naturally develop in a good direction, but remember one thing, this year is the year of the dragon, you should have less contact with boys, that is, less contact with children, otherwise it will cause the three lines to activate and lead to bloody disasters!"

Since the morning, Tang didn't know that he had a bad premonition, and now his premonition has come true.

As soon as he sat down on the sofa, his heart ached without warning.

Immediately, the brain began to faint as if it had been hit by a bullet.He felt his whole body spinning, as if he had fallen into the sea, with rough waves all around him, and he was only leaning on a piece of driftwood.The vision was clear for a while, blurred for a while, and the huge discomfort made him feel sick to his stomach.

The legs subconsciously stood up, and the first thought was not to ask for help, but "I can't dirty the floor, I have to go to the bathroom."However, after taking a few steps, he fell down.Something came out of his throat, and he saw the ground stained red with the liquid.However, before he had time to think, his consciousness fell into chaos.

On the other side, Song Yunshui was still reviewing the materials in hand.It is 24:[-] in the morning, and the document was sent by the personnel deployment team. Song Yunshui originally planned to hold a meeting at nine o'clock, but a person suddenly walked into the room and told him what happened on the seventh floor.

When Song Yunshui rushed over, he saw that 110 was holding Tang Zhizhi's arm, trying to help him up from the ground, "Why is this guy so heavy, I might as well change his name to Chen."

Zhou Bingtong also helped on the other side. She ignored 110's complaints. Her face was pale and her body trembled a little, obviously frightened by the situation in front of her.

The white light shone from the light tube, casting a layer of high light on Tang Zhizhi's body. With his eyes closed, there was so much blood on his face that even his suit shirt was stained red.After oxidation, the color is dull and heavy, as if you will feel a tingle as long as you stretch out your hand.

This reminded Song Yunshui of the evening when his mother died.Many years later, the memory of that day still lingers in his mind, like a thorn that cannot be removed.

The assistant noticed that Song Yunshui's brows were frowning, and there was a ripple in those always cold and calm eyes.

Song Yunshui's person who went to notify just now is the assistant.

Some time ago, the scandal between Song Yunshui and Tang Zhizhi was raging, and basically everyone in the company knew about it.The assistant didn't take it seriously at first, after all, everything was just guesswork and there was no conclusive evidence, besides, she had never seen her boss have any contact with that man surnamed Tang.

I remember that at the film festival before, Song Yunshui basically would not take the initiative to strike up a conversation with others unless necessary.Other colleagues were discussing the content of the film festival enthusiastically, but Song Yunshui was out of that atmosphere, as if he was not interested in the activities happening at the scene.However, even though he didn't speak, someone was attracted by his powerful presence, or the unique temperament he exuded, and walked towards his seat.These are usually famous directors and producers, as well as experienced musicians, actors and judges.

In the impression of the assistant, Song Yunshui has always been very popular with those big shots.However, this did not diminish the feeling of refusal in him.

On the contrary, perhaps because of the disparity in reality, many artists who have not yet made a career are a little afraid of Song Yunshui, thinking that he is like an insurmountable wall.

Unless they are very confident, ordinary people will feel great pressure when facing Song Yunshui.It was difficult for the assistant to imagine that such a person would show affection to anyone—whether it was a man or a woman.

In the past, some actresses who had worked with Song Yunshui called the studio - because they didn't know Song Yunshui's personal contact information - and wanted to ask him out for dinner, to play tennis and so on.Out of politeness, Song Yunshui would not refuse their invitation.But even though they went to play together two or three times, Song Yunshui still treated them like ordinary friends, keeping a moderate distance in all aspects.Over time, everyone gave up on the idea of ​​dating him as a boyfriend and girlfriend.

They may all believe that Song Yunshui has the ambition to further his career, so they decided to postpone the consideration of marriage.Originally the assistant thought so too, but what happened next made her view shaken.

"Back off, I'll help him." Song Yunshui walked to the side of the fainted man and said to the two people in the room.

After a while, Song Yunshui used his left arm to stop Tang Zhizhi's waist, letting him lean on his chest.Song Yunshui is wearing a dark blue windbreaker today, which is so blue that it has the meaning of the deep sea, which somewhat relieves the tension caused by the blood red.

Then, Song Yunshui put his right hand on Tang Zhizhi's side face, and wiped off the blood for him.This action was too gentle. After finishing, Song Yunshui put his face on Tang Zhizhi's left cheek again, as if checking his body temperature.There was a certain kind of piety in his eyes.And that posture, rather than supporting him, it was more like hugging his whole body in his arms.

Zhou Bingtong looked at Song Yunshui with an expression of disbelief.

She didn't understand why Song Yunshui made that move, even from a friend's point of view, that move was too intimate.

Zhou Bingtong felt that something must have happened between Song Yunshui and Tang Wuzhi that she didn't know about, otherwise he wouldn't have such an attitude towards him.

Two months later, her idea was confirmed.