Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

The next day, when Yan Jinxiao woke up, he rubbed his eyes and subconsciously touched the half of the bed next to him. Before he fully opened his eyes, he realized that there was no one around.

"woke up?"

Suddenly there was a half-baked voice.

Yan Jinxiao stood up and looked over, only to find that a few steps away, a buddy was taking a picture of himself with a DV!

He slumped back onto the pillow again.

There was a dim yellow wall lamp on in the corner, and the guy with the DV was Liu Shuai, who was in charge of side-shooting behind the scenes.

Yan Jinxiao touched his phone and took a look. It was only after six o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark outside, and it was less than four hours since he rested last night.

"Don't we meet at eight o'clock? You're not sleepy... Go back and have a rest." Yan Jinxiao sighed hoarsely, "Where's Zimo?" He rubbed his temple and asked.

Liu Shuai was puzzled: "Aren't you in the toilet?"

As he spoke, he knocked on the toilet door. The light inside was on, but no one answered.

Yan Jinxiao covered his eyes with the back of his hands, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he said, "Why are you going, you haven't washed your face yet...don't take pictures!"

His tone was hoarse after waking up, and he was obviously a little bit woke up.

But Liu Shuai received a surprise mission last night - the room card of the main CP bedroom was handed over by Pomegranate's assistant Xiaomi in advance, in order to let him this morning: take advantage of people's unpreparedness, sneak into the room, wait for the opportunity, secretly take pictures, Contribute your own strength to the future "tips and good shows"!

But the current situation is: two male protagonists, one seems to be missing, and the other is obviously emotionally fucked.Liu Shuai, who has just turned eighteen, is studying photography and videography in a certain technical school, and the boy who came to the group with his brother to learn things during the winter vacation, has passively started working as a "paparazzi" part-time.

——At this moment, he was really at a loss.

The air was so quiet that it condensed, and there was an invisible sense of drowsiness in the nothingness. Liu Shuai blinked and yawned silently.

He was as stiff as a human stick, holding the DV in his hand, and just stared at the hooded man in a daze, while standing in a military posture.

And at this moment, the door opened with a "tick".

After Sheng Zimo entered the door, he was startled for a moment, and then he saw Liu Shuai turned [-] degrees in a daze, and the camera focused on his side...

……

When Yan Jinxiao regained consciousness again, he was awakened by a piece of light music——

"Farewell Friends" - the melodious music plucked by the guitar pours down along with the strings, infiltrating the heart, and the brilliance of many years gathers in front of my eyes in an instant...

"Does it sound good?" Seeing Yan Jinxiao sitting up in a daze, Sheng Zimo asked softly.

Yan Jinxiao didn't answer, and then he seemed to be lost in thought, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "How do you put this?" His voice was very low.

It is impossible for Sheng Zimo to tell Yan Jinxiao: My buddy is very clear about your virtues, especially the issue of staying up and getting angry!

——For you, it’s best not to force yourself to wake up, otherwise you will easily hit the gun.

Before Sheng Zimo traveled, he used to like "Farewell Friends". When he was still studying abroad, he didn't return to China on a certain New Year's Eve because of an internship. However, Yan Jinxiao unexpectedly appeared in front of him.

At that time, Sheng Zimo was sitting in the library studying. When he was tired, he plugged in the earphones and listened to "Farewell to Friends". It's Yan Jinxiao!

Sheng Zimo was amazed, but Yan Jinxiao looked indifferent, and after listening to it for a while, he said: "The music is not bad, but why are you pretending to be a melancholy niche here after Chinese New Year!" He said with the corners of his eyes bent.

—— At a certain moment at that time, Sheng Zimo seemed to see himself in the smiling pupils of the other party...

That year, they spent the New Year together in Sheng Zimo's boarding house abroad. Neither of them was good at cooking, so they went to Chinatown to buy fast food, two packs of dumplings stuffed with celery, mixed with a few cold dishes, and served with some small dishes. Wine, a simple meal, but very refreshing.

However, as time goes by, "Farewell Friends" is still the melodious light music, but at this moment, the two people look at each other and smile for some reason, without saying anything.

After a while, Sheng Zimo shook the DV in his hand and said, "Liu Shuai said you are too fierce, let me help you!"

Then I turned on the DV, the indicator light was on, and the camera pointed at Yan Jinxiao and started shooting: "Wake up with soft music, are you not angry?"

Yan Jinxiao half sat on the bed, slightly raised the corner of his lower lip, rubbed his forehead, and stretched.

Sheng Zimo: "Breakfast has been brought for you, hurry up and get up! I'll take some side shots so that Liu Shuai can do business."

Yan Jinxiao glanced at the breakfast on the table, smiled, and got up immediately: "What's the matter? You got up so early to buy breakfast for me?" Yan asked while walking while pulling on his slippers.

Sheng Zimo took the DV and followed the filming all the way, but he replied casually: "That's really not the case."

Yan Jinxiao stopped, stood by the bathroom door, turned to look at the guy who took the side shot, and then saw this guy say with a playful smile: "The cafeteria supplies here, I made a special trip to bring it up for you, it's quite interesting!"

Sheng Zimo spoke with a smile, half of his face was blocked behind the camera. It will be past seven o'clock, and the dim light in the morning penetrates into the room through the snow-white gauze curtain. Sheng Zimo is standing sideways, looking like a professional photographer. The posture, the cold white skin and the shadow contrast clearly, the facial features are vivid and elegant, like morning dew stained with frost, and the temperament is refined.

Yan Jinxiao didn't know, but Sheng Zimo actually wanted to express his gratitude for the other party's protection of him yesterday, but when he got to the point of speaking, he felt embarrassed that the elders brought up this kind of thing alone.

So, later I turned my gratitude into practical actions - I got up early and bought breakfast to express my gratitude.

Sheng Zimo was quite disturbed last night, and basically didn't fall asleep. He couldn't lie down after five o'clock in the morning, so he got up lightly and went out.

As soon as he came back from his morning run, he went to the cafeteria to take two portions of Yan Jinxiao's favorite beef vermicelli soup, thinking that the two of them would eat together in the room.

When I went upstairs, I ran into Xiaomi—it turned out that Xiaomi had discovered Yan Jinxiao’s hand injury yesterday, but Yan Jinxiao said later that it was all right, and Xiaomi’s phone happened to be on the phone for work, so he didn’t bother to ask.

But this time I met Sheng Zimo again, and Xiaomi just said, "How is your husband's hand?"

The sudden word "husband" made Sheng Zimo choke on the northwest wind in an instant - he was speechless.

When filming "Hug" back then, I didn't pay attention to who started it. Later, a bunch of people in the group gradually began to joke about Sheng Zimo and Yan Jinxiao with "your husband" and "your wife".

Sheng Zimo got used to it for a while before he gradually digested it.

Now after so many years, he suddenly heard such an appellation after wearing it, and he really couldn't describe it in his heart right now.

At this moment, Sheng Zimo held up the DV and pointed the camera at Yan Jinxiao, but he didn't move any more.

"Why are you in a daze? You should wash yours, I'll shoot mine, hurry up!" Sheng Zimo urged.

"Shooting for peeing?" Yan Jinxiao crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame with a helpless expression.

Sheng Zimo gave a "poof" laugh, and said, "If you dare to spread it, I will—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Jinxiao gently pushed his forehead, Sheng Zimo took a step back, Yan Jinxiao closed the door and went into the bathroom.

Today's beef vermicelli soup is still the same as before. The soup is thick and dry, and the aroma in the air is not to mention how tempting.

During the meal, Sheng Zimo finally put down the DV.When Yan Jinxiao was washing up, he opened the door and took some photos of the other party washing his face and shaving his beard, plus Liu Shuai's first shot, which is probably enough for Liu Shuai to deal with.

Yan Jinxiao held the soup spoon in his left hand, and he ate it deliciously. Sheng Zimo chewed slowly, looked at this person for a while, and said, "You have to chew the rice ten times before you swallow it."

Yan Jinxiao raised his head from the bowl and looked at Sheng Zimo.

"Don't feel hypocritical." Sheng Zimo took a sip of soup and said with a smile, "My mother taught me how to keep in good health!"

Sheng Zimo used to eat like a dog chasing after him, gobbled it up, and often didn’t eat according to the order when he was busy with work—either he was hungry and full, or he was willful when he was socializing and drinking. Later, his stomach problems changed from ordinary Gastritis developed into atrophic gastritis.

At that time, his mother Lin Fangfang was always talking around him, saying that if you don't take care of your body, you will feel uncomfortable when you get old, but he doesn't take it to heart at all.

When you are young, health is for consumption. For minor pains and ailments, you can immediately relieve them with just two pills. Health preservation is a matter for middle-aged and elderly people.

But one day, in order to catch up with the project, he led the team to work overtime continuously all night long, and was so tired that he was rushed to the hospital for stomach bleeding. Later, he was even diagnosed with uremia, and after the operation, he received dialysis treatment——

Lying alone on the hospital bed, with a swollen brain and fatigue, smelling the pungent smell of disinfectant, looking at the pale ceiling, listening to the moaning of the dying patient next to him, what is the powerless, hopeless fear and suffocation? What it's like, only he knows.

"Health is 1, and everything else is 0." At that time, Sheng Zimo realized the meaning of these words, but what can he do?

While eating, Sheng Zimo casually explained to Yan Jinxiao the way to keep in good health taught by his old mother. Unexpectedly, Yan Jinxiao seemed quite interested and listened very seriously.

"Anyway, that buddy of mine just forced his body to be damaged." Sheng Zimo put down the bowl after finishing his meal, changed his name before crossing over as a negative teaching material, and taught Yan Jinxiao a lot, "In short , Listening to my words is better than reading a hundred years of books."

The sentence came like an image with a long heart.

Yan Jinxiao put down the spoon, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Your buddy... where is he now?"

Sheng Zimo was a little stunned by the question, he couldn't tell Yan Jinxiao, buddy, did he travel through time?

He rubbed the back of his neck, and replied with a silly smile: "Hey, don't mention him, how is your hand?"

Looking at Yan Jinxiao's right hand, the wound on the pulp of the thumb is quite deep. Although there is a shallow scab, it must have been irritated by washing in the morning, and there is still light red blood oozing from the corner.

Later, Sheng Zimo carefully disinfected Yan Jinxiao and treated the wound again, and the two went out together.

The plot filmed today is mainly a few scenes of conflicts between Ning Ye and his father.

Before the filming started, Sheng Zimo took advantage of the waiting time to casually chat with Mr. Gu, who played Ning Ye's father, about the fact that Yan Jinxiao blocked the nails on the wall for him yesterday, causing his right hand to be injured.

Later, when the filming started, Mr. Gu, who always disliked young actors who were always chattering about minor injuries and pains, was really strange. Even if there was a physical conflict, he didn't touch Yan Jinxiao's right hand.

But Yan Jinxiao didn't care so much when he was in the play.After several scenes, I was surprised to find that the blood oozing from the fingertips had already stained the Band-Aid.

After the filming, Mr. Gu patted Yan Jinxiao on the shoulder and praised Yan Jinxiao's performance very much.

At the same time, Sheng Zimo, who finished his group shooting, also went to the hospital with his "husband" to go to the emergency department at the request of Shiliu after finishing work at night.

Although the wound on Yan Jinxiao's hand was not particularly long, it was deep, and the nails were rusty. To be on the safe side, Pomegranate urged the couple to go to the hospital.

And when he walked out of the hospital after seeing the illness and prescribed good medicine, snowflakes were already flying under the orange streetlights in the middle of the night.

Sheng Zimo rubbed his hands with a breath of white air: "It's snowing." He smiled and said to Yan Jinxiao, "It's quite beautiful."

Yan Jinxiao looked at Sheng Zimo and saw his neck exposed to the cold wind: "Why don't you wear a scarf, aren't you cold?"

Sheng Zimo thought that Yan Jinxiao's gray cashmere scarf was still in his possession - he wanted to return it before but didn't find a chance, and then he was busy, so he forgot about it.

"I can't bear to wrap around... I'll keep the warmth you gave me at the bottom of the box!" Sheng Zimo laughed, "You've taken good care of me." He zipped his jacket up to the top.

Yan Jinxiao smiled silently, and after a while, said: "It's really poor!"

At midnight, the snowflakes were falling lightly, the vehicles were moving slowly, there were almost no one on the road, the cold wind was blowing, the air was cool, and the two of them strolled in the snowy night.

"Would you like to have a skewer?" Yan Jinxiao asked suddenly.