【Kaiyuan】Shewu Blurred

[You and I have a dangerous relationship. 】

When Sister Xiaoren received Wang Yuan's call, it was raining for the first time since the beginning of autumn in Beijing.

The air is humid and cold, sticking to the skin, like winter in the south.

At that moment, Wang Yuan was holding the script outline of "Spring in the North Country" in his hand, he tightened his fingers, looked down at the wrinkled paper, and said: "Miss Ren, that play , help me pick it up."

"That's right, did you show it to your parents? No questions or requests?" Xiao Ren nodded with satisfaction on the phone, "If you have anything, you must tell me as soon as possible, so that we can communicate with the producer here again. But you shouldn't have a big problem with this, and you don't have emotional and intimate scenes..."

"I don't have this, so who has it?" Wang Yuan interrupted her and asked.

It was only then that Miss Ren realized that she had overlooked that Wang Yuan is a very sensitive and meticulous person, and she was not careful when speaking, so she quickly smiled and said, "Even if there is, we will negotiate, Xiao Kai is alright." , but it’s impossible to let him interact with actresses too much right away, so the fans won’t be in trouble? The related scenes will be taken care of.”

"Who told you about him..." Wang Yuan's voice came through the receiver a little busy and dry.

Miss Xiaoren smiled again: "Do you want him to answer the phone? You two have been hanging out with each other for several days again?"

Wang Yuan curled his lips: "Who wants to talk to him... tell him about "Northern Spring" for me."

"I won't tell him. I don't dare to talk anymore about the two of you. Wait a minute and I'll call him..."

"Hey! Wait a minute! Miss Ren?" Wang Yuan hurriedly wanted to refuse, but there was no voice there, "...Hello? Miss Ren?"

He hung up on the phone and didn't hang up or not.

It is a lie to say that he does not want Wang Junkai.It is not the first time that the two have not been in touch for several days since Wang Junkai went to university. Although he always acts like he doesn't care, only he knows how tormented he is. As soon as I have an idea, I subconsciously find the other party, want to send a message and call to talk to the other party, but when I look up, I find that he is not around, pick up the phone and think of the feeling of the two of them in the cold war... It is really hard.

But it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry anymore.To be honest, Wang Junkai feels uncomfortable when he likes anyone in the circle of friends, and he is not happy if Wang Junkai fights with anyone a few more times, let alone not telling him about such a big thing as accepting a new drama?He knew that it wasn't a day or two since he was small-minded, and it wasn't appropriate to rely on Wang Junkai at such an age, but how could a long-term habit be changed all at once?

Of course, he, who has always been good at self-discovery, actually thinks very clearly that his repeated emotions are neither due to a little sullenness, nor a habit that cannot be changed, but because he is not willing to change everything about Wang Junkai. Distance, habits, atmosphere...everything, I don't want to change because Wang Junkai is an adult before him.

For the first time, I felt that the age that allowed him to be unscrupulous and arrogant was not fun at all.

"...Hello." Ten seconds later, Wang Junkai's voice rang out on the phone, pulling him back from the chaotic little theater in his head—Wang Junkai only said one word, and his voice was not loud, but he could tell immediately emotions in it.

Wang Junkai was not happy.To be precise, Wang Junkai is still angry.

Wang Yuan was a little at a loss.

When the two of them had a cold war before, he was always the one who was unreasonable and arrogant.

He can dangle in front of Wang Junkai with a gloomy face, he can deliberately not eat well or train well, he can make troubles with other people unscrupulously... He knows how to rule Wang Junkai, he knows what he can do to make Wang Junkai sit down Can't stand it, he knows how to force Wang Junkai to bow his head... When Wang Junkai couldn't take it anymore, he ran over to coax him and give him a step down, and he would immediately go down the steps happily, and the two of them got along very well again. Alike.

But it's different now.

No matter what he does, says, or thinks, Wang Junkai doesn't know.

He didn't know whether Wang Junkai missed him, whether he was depressed about it, or whether he wanted to reconcile.

Even if we get to know each other better, we can't judge each other's emotions out of thin air thousands of kilometers away.

The distance is really really scary.

When Wang Junkai's "Hello" fell in his ears, Wang Yuan didn't expect that he would tremble subconsciously.

silence.

"Hello..." He hesitated in reply.

Silence again.

This kind of silence is like the rain falling in Beijing at the moment, cold and densely wrapping the two people on both ends of the phone.

"Wang Junkai..." This never-before-seen atmosphere was too uncomfortable, and Wang Yuan decided to break it, "I... have a new movie coming up."

After a moment of silence, Wang Junkai finally opened his mouth, but did not answer his words: "Wang Yuaner...can we stop doing this in the future?"

Wang Yuan was taken aback, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Let's...don't always be angry like this." But Wang Junkai's words were beyond his expectation, "We are not together usually, but we finally meet, and we don't have much time outside of training and work, so don't use it to get angry, okay? good?"

Wang Yuan didn't realize that he flattened his lips in grievance. He subconsciously wanted to refute that it was Wang Junkai's fault for going to Beijing, but fortunately, his reason reminded him that he shouldn't be willful in matters that Wang Junkai finally made up his mind, so he held back. Taking a deep breath, he said softly, "Okay."

good.Don't be angry, I really don't want to be angry with you.When we met, I just wanted to cling to you, talk to you and make you play... But you look so busy, so serious, so... alienated, I'm a little at a loss, you know?

The "Okay" voice from the other end of the receiver was a little wronged and a little obedient, which made Wang Junkai on the other end of the phone feel moved, and actually raised his hand——His hand was raised awkwardly in the void for a long time before he realized What did he do - he subconsciously wanted to touch Wang Yuan's little head.

Glancing back at the other people in the room, no one seemed to notice his strange behavior, Wang Junkai heaved a sigh of relief, then remembered to ask: "What movie? What character?"

"It's a literary film, male number two. Although the subject matter is a bit cold, the director is quite bluffing." Wang Yuan said the name of a first-line literary director, and smiled, "It's called "Northern Spring", how about it? Doesn't it suit my brother's temperament?"

Wang Junkai also smiled here: "Act well, you'll be fine."

"En." Wang Yuan responded, hesitated for a while, and said, "Wang Junkai..."

"what happened?"

"I'm going to be someone else's bamboo horse." Wang Yuan thought for a long time but couldn't find a more appropriate word than "bamboo horse". "Northern Spring" is actually a story of two boys.

They have known each other for a long time. When they were young, someone joked that they were childhood sweethearts. After the two figured out the meaning, they started arguing like "You are the childhood sweetheart and I am the bamboo horse" and "You are the childhood sweetheart".

Later, for some reason, fans came up with the saying "bamboo horses make a pair". At that time, the two of them had already begun to vaguely feel those little pink meanings, but they still felt that "bamboo horses make a pair" It sounds very pleasing to the ear - don't quarrel anymore, I am your bamboo horse, and you are also mine. We have known each other for two years, and we are very happy together, so let's keep doing this, it's really good.

At this moment, Wang Junkai was stunned for a second before he realized that he was talking about the movie. He digested the news carefully. Although he was a little bit uncomfortable, Wang Yuan's voice didn't sound very interesting, so he comforted him: "...Isn't acting just about making a fake look like the real thing? Just act like a bamboo horse, it's all fake anyway."

Hearing his explanation, Wang Yuan wanted to laugh a little, but for some reason, he remembered the phrase "Don't get too involved in the drama", and felt a little uncomfortable, but continued to ask: "It's all fake, so what? it is true?"

Wang Junkai didn't expect him to ask such a question, and he didn't know whether he was joking or serious, so he hesitated for a moment before saying the answer that was about to be blurted out in an instant: "We are real."

There are so many false things in this world.

Just as the rainbow is just the refraction and reflection of light after the rain, there are many unknown shadows behind the lights on the stage.There is slander behind the kindness, kindness conceals the purpose, and sweet words speak for the benefit... The more you get, the more things mixed with truth and falsehood around you.

But you are real.

The cold fingertips you put in my palm before going on stage are real, the comforting eyes you handed over when I was at a loss for words are real, the red ears and the familiar scent of shampoo when I whispered are real, the smiles and tears are real, Playing and arguing, every minute and every second of walking side by side... is real.

The world is noisy and noisy, only you are always real and touchable, maybe this is the reason why I am so attached to you.

"But..." Wang Yuan suppressed his unusual heartbeat, thought for a while and said, "Really, it may not be good."

"It's really good for us." Wang Junkai decided the two people's thoughts domineeringly, "You...be obedient."

Wang Yuan pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

"I'll see you again in a few days." Wang Junkai flipped through the calendar on his phone and confirmed the date of the Mid-Autumn Festival. "If I find out that you've lost weight again, you'll understand..."

"Cut..." Wang Yuan looked disdainful, but his heart was sweetening in the bitter autumn wind.

A few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Yuan flew to join Wang Junkai and his teammates.

"Alas... this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is not at home..." After becoming famous, there are program announcements every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and even the private life of the surrounding people is in jeopardy. On the way from the airport to the hotel, some staff members complained softly, attracting One piece agrees.

As one of the "culprits", Wang Yuan did not join the troop of complaints, and huddled into a small group in the corner of the back row, watching the scenery passing by outside the window.

In fact, this is the fourth year for him and Wang Junkai to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. Do you want to celebrate the festival with your family?Thought.But do you feel bad?It seems not.

He and Wang Junkai spent far more time together than his family and friends. They were all together during Mid-Autumn Festival, Christmas, New Year's Day, and even Spring Festival. The two of them ran all over the world while spending these special days together. Get used to it.

When two people are together, it seems that there is nothing unreasonable.

When they arrived at the hotel floor where they were, Wang Yuan saw someone pretending to be a passer-by standing in the elevator room the moment the elevator door opened.

Wang Junkai leaned his back against the wall, folded his hands on his chest, raised his face slightly, and looked as if he was dragging two to five or eight thousand people, until he saw Wang Yuan in the middle of the crowd, he reluctantly raised his head as a greeting.

To be honest, Wang Junkai is really cool when he is cold, it seems that he has grown from eighteen to 25 with his long legs.I haven't seen him in half a month, and the flesh on his face has retreated again, and the edges and corners have become more and more distinct. After calling last night, he was urged to rest, so his eyes are bright now, and the corners of his eyes are raised with air. Woke up and slept well.

Wang Yuan has to admit that Wang Junkai is really handsome.

A group of people came out in a file, greeted and walked into the room. Wang Junkai responded, reached out to intercept Wang Yuan, and carried them to the stairwell after they were successfully captured.

"Wang Junkai, what are you doing?" Wang Yuan looked reluctant, but his eyes fell on his face, as if he was observing something carefully.

Wang Junkai ignored him, stretched out his hands to pinch his shoulders and arms, looked down at his face, and then stretched out his hands to snort his hair in satisfaction: "Well, I'm not thin, you're good."

Wang Yuan inexplicably watched him toss for a long time, and now he came to such a conclusion, a little bit dumbfounded, remembering that he felt bad for eating too much to look fat two days ago, so he stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "Then you What's going on? How did you become so skinny?"

"What the hell, you're obviously more handsome, okay?" Wang Junkai smiled, and let him hold his hand for a while before pulling it down. He didn't have the nerve to say that he was actually thinking about someone when he was eating and resting. It makes people haggard.

Wang Yuan pursed his lips pretending to be disdainful, but he couldn't find anything to refute. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the situation in front of him was that Wang Junkai was holding his hand and staring at him unequivocally.

He has seen many photos taken by fans. Wang Junkai looked at his photos, sometimes he turned his face, sometimes lowered his head, and sometimes looked over from a sea of ​​people. Wang Junkai’s eyes in those photos made him feel very fond of them—the gentle, long, and focused eyes, as if there were countless threads involved in them, one end was the pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, and the other end It's him.

Sometimes Wang Junkai would look directly at him, but it was only for a short time, like a superficial touch, like a butterfly flapping its wings, like an invisible ending on a piano string, without giving him a chance to catch it.

But the current situation is a bit foul.

Wang Junkai looked at him, and his eyes fell on his face, neither sideways nor dodging.

Wang Junkai held his hand, as if he had no intention of letting go, as if pulling his hand off his face was not his purpose.

It was clearly autumn, and he was clearly in the shady stairwell, but Wang Yuan felt that the surrounding temperature rose by several degrees in an instant.

"What...what are you doing?" He gently pulled his hand.

Wang Junkai didn't speak, didn't let go, and still looked at him.

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to meet him.

At that moment, suddenly he didn't want to move, didn't want to talk.

The atmosphere is weird, and they all know it.

But no one wants to break it, and everyone understands why.

Leaving here, returning to the room, there is another room full of people, and the camera of the homepage gentleman, and it is full of training, rehearsal and recording, and short-term activities are like this.

I can't pay attention to look at you, and I can't spare time to talk to you.I haven't seen each other for so long, and I don't have much time to communicate. Those things that I have saved and have no chance to say can't be exchanged even if I meet, and those things I want to ask and care about, even if we are together, we don't have time to ask.

So hold on a minute, give me a moment, let me see you.

If you lose weight, you must be distracted by practicing hard and rushing to class and eating.

If you cut your hair, one day you will be blinded and complain about being uncomfortable.

You have a pimple on the forehead, and I knew that the radiance in front of me was just because I slept for a whole day. I didn’t know how wild it was a few days ago.

Your eyes that are parallel to the tip of my nose seem to be a little higher. You don’t need to think about it. You drink milk at night and jump around during the day, thinking not to be too much shorter than me.

……

Obviously I have never observed carefully, but now that you are imprinted in my eyes, even the slightest change can be noticed by me. I can guess what you did, what you were thinking, and what happened when I was not around .

The most unexpected thing and the thing that should be thought of the most is that you and I are so familiar that even the distance is helpless.

The atmosphere is so strange, and we are so strange, but what should we do if we just don’t want to stop?

You and I may really have an intimate relationship.

Dangerous intimacy.

There were only two days of rehearsal and rehearsal time before the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. Several people ran between the hotel, the practice room and the studio at three o'clock and one line, half exhausted.

Fortunately, the show was scheduled relatively early, and after the show was over, and after dealing with the polite greetings and chatting backstage, it was only after ten o'clock when we returned to the hotel.

The next day's flight was in the afternoon, so there was no pressure on time, and a group of people let go of eating, drinking and having fun in Mr. Homepage's room.

Wang Junkai saw that Wang Yuan was devouring a large box of mooncakes, and looked at him helplessly with a glass of water, for fear that the little rabbit would choke himself to death after a tiring day.

Everyone has long been accustomed to Wang Junkai's mother-in-law behavior, but after seeing him and Wang Yuan arguing fiercely, they made complaints about "I'm eighteen and still messing around with children" and so on.

Wang Junkai ignored them, but Wang Yuan yelled "Wang Junkai and the others said you are old, why don't you hurry up and beat them", making the quarrel extremely enjoyable.

After tossing a little closer, everyone stopped playing and went back to their rooms to sleep.

The room for two people was next door as always.

Wang Junkai accompanied Wang Yuan to the door, paused for a while, said "Don't play with your phone and go to sleep", and then walked to the next door.

"Wang Junkai."

But after walking three or four steps, he heard Wang Yuan calling him from behind.

Turning around, I saw Wang Yuan standing at the door, looking at him, neither speaking nor moving.

But the meaning has already been conveyed.

Wang Junkai suddenly felt a mess in his head.

Except for the accident of getting drunk on his birthday more than half a month ago, he and Wang Yuan haven't lived in the same room for more than a year.

They can only meet twice a month now, busy with rehearsals and announcements, they don't even have a chance to talk properly.

This time too, if it wasn't for Wang Yuan's short time in the stairwell on the day he arrived, they would have worked in addition to working.

He will return tomorrow afternoon. He will return to Beijing, and Wang Yuan will return to Chongqing. It is not sure when the next meeting will be. When Wang Yuan enters the filming group and his TV series starts, the two will be busy separately.

……

So many thoughts came to his mind, which made his once extremely firm decision start to waver.

The hallway was dimly lit and the crowd had disappeared.

Wang Yuan stood there quietly, with fair skin and dark eyes.

Wang Junkai suddenly didn't know what to do.