Red door

When Luo Ye pushed open the door, the newly hung wind chimes rang. He Yuan closed the newspaper, threw the rolled bag of nut skins into the trash can, raised his head, and said with a smile: "The great writer came here again to find inspiration?"

"Yes, I can't write anything, so I came here to find inspiration." Luo Ye nodded at the bar: "American style, with ice."

"Okay, a cup of coffee, and write a manuscript here all day." He Yuan half-truthfully said: "Next time I will charge you more money."

Luo Ye raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I have no money, but can I use movie tickets to pay off the debt?"

He Yuan added ice to his glass without raising his eyes: "It depends on what movie you are watching. The morning show is worth one day, the afternoon show is worth three days, and the night show is worth a week..."

Luo Ye was lying on the bar. He raised his hand and turned to grab his hair before touching He Yuan's cheek. He said, "Is the premiere coming? It may be a bit boring, but... I hope You can come."

He Yuan lowered his head, pursed his lips, and pretended to be casual: "Then all the money from this year will be offset."

He has a driver's license, but he hired a driver so that he and He Yuan could sit in the back seat.He also brought a cushion for He Yuan, so that he would not feel uncomfortable when he was sleepy on the road.

He Yuan brought double-strength espresso, and he was in high spirits, with no intention of resting at all.

Luo Ye asked: "You don't rest? You've been busy all day."

"I didn't have any guests today, and I couldn't read any books. I slept on the bar counter all afternoon. I woke up when my aunt brought me chestnuts." He lowered his head, his smile was very hidden in the darkness, "I do business like this, Sooner or later it will close down."

"Are you going to take over this store in the future?" Luo Ye asked, "Is it your parents?"

He Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "It belongs to my uncle and aunt, the storefront... my uncle's brother plans to open a themed restaurant, I still have to study..."

"What are you going to do next?"

"I didn't think about it," He Yuan tilted his head, his eyes sparkled with expectations and sustenance in the future, he looked at Luo Ye and said, "But there are always infinite expectations... I have just grown up, and my life has just begun."

Luo Ye's eyes became hot when he heard this, and he said: "Yes, someone told me that I should be an actor, so I did it, but now I am almost 30 years old, and I have started writing again."

He Yuan was very curious: "Why did you put down your pen?"

Luo Ye smiled wryly. In fact, he didn't really understand the reason why he put down his pen. At that time, he bound a thick volume of Daolin paper and wanted to write an imperial masterpiece. Auntie tore up his notebook to make a notebook for him. Later, when he saw the notebook, he felt sick and couldn't write any more.At that time, he thought that if I really love writing, no matter what this book becomes, I can keep writing.But things backfired, he felt uncomfortable after reading that notebook.After a boring nursing home life, he soon started a new life - as an actor.

Unexpectedly, after walking around, it turned around again.

He Yuan thought he had something to hide, so he patted him on the shoulder, "My buddy understands."

"What do you understand?" Luo Ye laughed. He probably knew why he had to put down his pen at that time. If the writing of poetry depends on dialogue with God and the inspiration given by God, then the writing of novels depends on patience. For a moment he lost that patience, he no longer wanted to study his own words, and he lost the meaning of writing.

However, that day, he jokingly asked He Yuan—"What do you want to see me write?" ', He Yuan joked casually, as if breathing life into this world-weary young man.

Luo Ye thought: "I should write to him."

The light from the street lamps entered the car, and Luo Ye thought of the famous opening of Snow Country for no reason. Dao Cun saw the leaves in the mirror image of the glass. The light outside the window didn't dim. The light didn't erase the reflection. It just flashed across her face..."

He thought of their meeting, and there was a shadow reflecting the street scene between them...

"The premiere of what movie should we go to see?" He Yuan interrupted his memory, with a mysterious and gentle smile on his face, "I don't remember what TV series you have participated in these years."

Luo Ye smiled and said, "I wrote the script. I'm an editor...one of the screenwriters."

"One of the screenwriters?"

He nodded: "There are many screenwriters, you know...Because of my lack of experience, many of them were revised with their help."

"What's the story probably?"

Luo Ye scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "About the actors... After we finalize with the director, we will focus more on the details of the actors and the work in front of and behind the scenes. Movies are an industry, and every link is crucial. important……"

He sounded the alarm for himself. He had already started to memorize textbooks because he didn't know what topic to look for, but looking at He Yuan's bright eyes, he continued: "But it's not boring... In essence, it's still very interesting. Relaxed, popular stories, and even the feeling of the protagonist on the stage of a drama for the first time, the meaning we want to express is popular.”

He Yuan asked: "Then how did he feel on stage for the first time?"

Luo Ye found the topic and relaxed. He recalled several performances when he was a student, and not only laughed, "When this actor came on stage for the first time, he forgot his lines. The lights on the stage were very bright, and the auditorium There was a spectator wearing a neon-coloured hair flower, and he was standing there... staring at that hair flower."

"Hahahahaha," He Yuan laughed, and said seriously, "I guess that's what you did."

"You react quickly."

"And how did you solve this problem?"

Luo Ye touched his cheek, his face became hot because of He Yuan's concerned gaze, he lowered his head and said, "It was a rehearsal for our performance at the beginning of school, so I was just called down by the teacher to reprimand me...By the way, The repertory theater does not allow audiences to wear bright-colored clothes with bright-colored head flowers, and that day... was my mother who was watching my rehearsal."

He Yuan also relaxed along with the whole person. Looking at his smile, Luo Ye felt as if he was slowly sinking into a warm ocean and stretched out his arms happily, serene and peaceful.

This young man who was commented by his classmates as "having a face that doesn't want to live" accepted that he fell in love with someone of the same sex just like the common sense that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Yes, I love him, very sincerely.