Under the clouds

When Zang Lanbai pushed open the door and came out, he saw Fang Mu who had already walked to the corridor because he heard the door knock.

Fang Mu stood there, looking at Zang Lanbai.

Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu looked nervously at each other. He dared to bet that the moment he pushed open the door of Li Enshi's studio, Fang Mu who was sitting on the sofa must have been shocked by electricity. He jumped up, and hurriedly walked towards this side, so that Zang Lanbai could see him when he pushed away.

"Let's go." After the weekly psychological counseling activities, Fang Mu waited outside the door for the routine exchange between Zang Lanbai and Li Enshi. It is always a torment when waiting outside the door.

Fang Mu got into the car, put on his seat belt, and looked sleepy.

Zang Lanbai paid attention to his state. Before starting the car, he stretched out his hand to cover his face, stroking his slender and white fingers upwards along his forehead, and the hair on his forehead was gathered by his palm, revealing his smooth forehead .

Zang Lanbai saw the inconspicuous shallow scar on his forehead, which was the last time he fell out on the night of New Year's Eve, although after bringing Fang Mu home, Zang Lanbai thought that Fang Mu was very caring, But Fang Mu couldn't avoid being injured many times in front of his eyes.

Fang Mu was taken aback by Zang Lanbai's sudden movement, and raised his eyes to look at him, as if he was a little puzzled.

The next moment, Zang Lanbai put his forehead close to Fang Mu's.

The elegant aroma lingers on the tip of Fang Mu's nose, which makes Fang Mu feel familiar and relaxed.

"I don't have a fever." After Zang Lanbai finished talking, he distanced himself from Fang Mu, and then said, "You don't look very energetic, are you a little sleepy?"

Fang Mu shook his head, even when he got into the car with high heating, he didn't untie the scarf wrapped around his neck.

Zan Lanbai saw that his small face was pale, and when he nestled into the seat, his chin was buried in the scarf, making his face look a little bigger than a palm.

"Is it the effect of the medicine?" Zang Lanbai asked, and before Fang Mu answered, he went on to say, "When your condition is better, reduce the medicine."

After Fang Mu came back from the hospital that time, because he prescribed a lot of medicines, he took a lot of medicines every time, and recently he didn't have much appetite, and he didn't seem to like food very much.

Zang Lanbai felt that he was visibly thinner.

This is something Zang Lanbai is not very happy to see.

"It's really cold here in winter."

The originally shelved plan to go to the island for vacation was finally put on the agenda.

On a cold and windy afternoon, the two took simple luggage and flew to the island where Zanglanbo had been.

Zanglanbai came here to play in the early years, to gather with friends, and to have a party by the sea.

When the plane landed, it was already pitch black. On the first day of arrival, Zang Lanbai took Fang Mu back to the resort hotel to pack up and go to bed early.

Early the next morning, Zang Lanbai was woken up by his biological clock again. When Fang Mu woke up, Zang Lanbai had just arranged the breakfast delivered by the hotel.

After Fang Mu got up and washed, he sat at the table, picked up a piece of sliced ​​pizza, and when he looked up, he saw the endless sea outside the window. The sun was shining on the sea, and it was sparkling when the wind blew.

As if in a lifetime, Fang Mu didn't know whether he was dazzled by the sunshine or Zang Lanbai's bright smile at him, and lost his mind.

He felt weightless for a moment, but fell back to the ground when he drank a handful of pills.

There were not many people on the small island. Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu went to visit the underwater buildings on the island during the day, and had dinner at the underwater restaurant at noon.

In the middle of the afternoon when the sun was not very strong, the two went to the beach.

Fang Mu took off his shoes, the soft fine sand lay under his feet, Zang Lanbai squatted down and rolled up his trousers.

As he approached the beach, the wind blew the waves against Fang Mu's feet, sometimes even over his ankles.

In such a comfortable evening, there are stalls selling some conch shell decorations in the distance, and there are wandering singers who set up a shelf for piano score and play guitar and sing.

Sitting on the beach, Zang Lanbai watched Fang Mudai standing on the shallows, waves hitting his white ankles covered with fine sand.

"Want to play?" Zang Lanbai asked him behind him.

Fang Mu shook his head: "I can't swim."

"I know how to surf. I can take you with me, just hold on to me." Zang Lanbai seemed to be trying to encourage Fang Mu.

But Fang Mu still hesitated to refuse.

Zang Lanbo watched him bend down to pick up shells and ugly conchs, and he also washed his ankles with his hands, although when he walked towards Zang Lanbo, he was still dirty by fine sand again.

"There will be a performance on the sea cruise ship tonight, shall we go and see it?" Zang Lanbai stretched out his hand, and took over the broken shells and unattractive conch fragments that Fang Muqin had diligently picked up for a long time.

The performance on the cruise ship started at eight o'clock, the atmosphere was very hot, the whole deck was full of voices, and at the end of the performance, many audience members also went up to dance and play drums.

Zang Lanbai held Fang Mu's hand in the crowd, as if he was afraid that he would get lost. Fang Mu fell into such a noisy atmosphere, his soul seemed to be floating, and in the chaotic pace, he unconsciously drank a few glass of wine.

Fang Mu couldn't see any faces clearly, except that Zang Lanbai's unusually handsome face stayed in his sight for a long time, he was pulled into the dancing crowd by Zang Lanbai, when gorgeous fireworks rose across the sea , and cheered loudly with the crowd who merged into the excited and joyful atmosphere.

"Ah..." Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu got off the boat, walked crookedly for a few steps, and then lay side by side on the beach.

Zanglan Cypress let out a slightly pleasant sigh, and with his eyes half downcast, he looked at the unstoppable music and flickering lights on the sea.

Fang Mu also lay next to it, closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of the waves, coming soon, and was about to drown himself.

Zang Lanbai turned his head to look at Fang Mu, and called his name: "Fang Mu?"

Fang Muruo whispered softly, "Yes."

"Why did you want to take the film school?" Zang Lanbai fixed his eyes on Fang Mu's delicate and beautiful face.

Is it for Xu Duming, or is it his own dream.

Zang Lanbai couldn't help raising such a question in his heart, but he didn't ask, but said immediately: "Do you want to continue acting in movies? I can help you."

Fang Mu slowly opened his eyes, and he turned his head to meet Shangzang Lanbai's gentle and serious gaze.

It seemed that alcohol had caused him to be more courageous, imitating Zang Lanbai's own tone and saying to Zang Lanbai: "Mr. Zang, you are so strange."

He looked at Zang Lanbai, recalling the question he had asked himself.

"Do you want to try dating me?"

"Do you want to continue acting in movies?"

It seems that this is just a simple question for Fang Mu. If Fang Mu answers "yes" or "want", Fang Mu can have the right to "yes" and "want".

"I can't, I... I can't think, I can't remember things, I can't recite my lines." Fang Mu answered after thinking, his hesitation was not aimed at Zang Lanbai's question itself, but more like wanting to think carefully about his words Respond with an attitude that would not bore Zang Lanbai.

"Why can't it work, don't everyone learn to play "Fur Elise" now." Zang Lanbai tried to give him some confidence.

Fang Mu frowned: "It has been almost half a year before I learned it."

"I can remember that too." Zang Lanbai looked at him and said.

When Fang Mu didn't want to answer or refused to do things, he would always act weak with Zang Lanbai, but in fact he was very reticent, no matter how much Zang Lanbai asked him, he would vaguely hide away.

At this point in the conversation, Fang Mu didn't answer anymore, pretending to be sleepy, and closed his eyes, but unexpectedly fell asleep after a while.

Zang Lanbai reluctantly carried him back to the hotel to rest, and washed Fang Mu's body after drinking a little wine.

After a hard day, Zang Lanbai fell asleep quickly.

I thought the night would end peacefully like this, but I didn't expect an accident to happen in the end.

Zang Lanbai woke up suddenly when he turned around in the middle of the night and turned on the bedside lamp. When he got up and turned on the bedside lamp, he found that the light in the bathroom was also dim, and Fang Mu was not in the room.

Turning on the headlights in the room, Zang Lanbai turned his head and saw a white figure on the endless sea outside the window.

When Zang Lanbai came to the beach, the sea water had covered half of Fang Mu's body, Zang Lanbai's heart was beating like thunder, and his back was covered in cold sweat in the hot and humid climate.

"Fang Mu!" Zang Lanbai walked through the somewhat turbulent waves, walked behind Fang Mu who still wanted to move forward, grabbed his shoulders hard, and turned him to face himself: "What are you doing!?"

That was the first time, Zang Lanbai couldn't help raising his voice.

He couldn't even imagine what he would face the next morning if he didn't wake up tonight.

Zang Lanbai has always been too self-righteous, he always takes it for granted that Fang Mu makes unprofessional judgments, he thinks Fang Mu has no suicidal tendencies, after all he and Zang Lanbai have lived with Zang Lanbai for so long and have never shown it. He even tried hard to stay with Zang Lanbai.

But Zang Lanbai forgot that Fang Mu once jumped off the building in front of him, how dare he take him to the beach but let go.

"Fang Mu! Answer me! What are you doing, don't you want to live?" Zang Lanbai clasped his wrist all the way and dragged him to the beach, then grabbed Fang Mu's shoulder and asked him.

His mood was obviously not peaceful. Although he didn't show full anger or anything else on his face, he was holding Fang Mu's hand with unusual strength.

Fang Mu felt a little hurt from being caught by him, and his eyes fell on Zang Lanbai in a daze. After a while, he said as if he just came back to his senses: "Don't want to live? I don't."

Fang Mu lowered his head again, as if he was a little embarrassed, his cheeks were a little red, he didn't know whether it was caused by drinking a few hours ago or he was really feeling shy now.

"I was just looking for an island," he said.

Zang Lanbai frowned: "What island?"

"It's... just a cat island." Fang Mu couldn't help making gestures twice, as if describing the shape of the island to Zang Lanbo.

"Cat Island? What is that, what kind of cat?"

"The head is black and the body is white. I've seen it before." Fang Mu looked over Zang Lanbai's shoulder: "It's in this black sea."

"The head is black and the body is white?" Zang Lanbai was stunned for a moment, and something flashed through his mind.

"Don't you believe it? It really is. I'm not talking nonsense, and I'm not sick." Fang Mu said a little stubbornly, his eyes looked at Zang Lanbai, and his eyes were wide open.

Zang Lanbai remembered that Fang Mu fell asleep at night and forgot to take his medicine.

But Zang Lanbai didn't refute at the moment, instead he replied seriously: "Of course, it's true. I can prove that you have seen it."

After hearing Zang Lanbai's words, Fang Mu's expression slowly changed. He gradually showed a somewhat smug smile, and gave Zang Lanbai a "slap" kiss on the face.

Then he put his arms around his neck, stretched his arms to keep the distance away, paused for a while, and then used his fingers to gently slide from Zanglanbo's brow bone all the way to the high bridge of the nose, and then to his lips.

Zang Lanbai remained motionless, letting his fingers poke at his face like he was teasing something.

"Sure."

Zang Lanbai asked, "What's the matter?"

"Dating, acting in a movie." Fang Mu smiled foolishly at Zang Lanbai: "It's all good."

After the words fell, he went to kiss Lan Bai on the face again, with a little force, as if his mouth hit him.

After this kiss, he looked carefully at Zang Lanbai's face again, his eyes seemed to not recognize him: "It can't be mine."

Zang Lanbai was so teased by this little lunatic, he hugged him impetuously, held his buttocks, let his head rest on his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and asked him: "I told a lie ?”