【Zhou Jia】Out of the Dark

"That's exactly how it is, understand?"

Ma Si has already returned to the company to make a statement, leaving Arjuna and Karna to look at each other on the sofa.

Arjuna rubbed the space between his brows, and continued:

"Gina can synchronize with Da Vinci, pretending that you are in the hotel, and you and I synchronize. After the heat passes, we will leave after the shooting in this city. You can use it here except for the studio and bedroom."

"Understood, thank you very much."

"You don't need to thank me. Since this matter has my part, I will be responsible to the end."

"Do you think so?" Karna seemed a little confused, he leaned forward with his elbows resting on his thighs - Arjuna knew that this was his posture to express his intention to explore.

"In my opinion, there is no need for you to help me."

"Really?" Ah Zhou smiled instead of anger, "Then I let you die?"

"That's not what I meant."

"What do you know? What do you know about Karna? Do you think you can handle overwhelming news and escape those cameras? Do you think that you are the only one who is awake and everyone else is stupid?"

Karna has this ability, he speaks like a blunt knife, can't cut the flesh, but it hurts, he pulls left and right.Arjuna himself felt that he was overreacting, but he couldn't help it. Whether it was peaceful, happy or painful, Karna could always probe into his heart at once, and release the beast in the shadows into the sunlight.

Arjuna stood up and walked towards the room, he took a deep breath: "Anyway, just remember it. I don't want to talk about it."

"I understand."

But he heard Karna say.

"I'm sorry, I just feel like you've helped me this way again, in the same capacity."

"What identity? Victim?" Arjuna laughed uncontrollably, but the more he laughed, the colder he felt, his lungs and throat were covered with icicles, which pierced his hot heart.

"So you feel sorry again, and you want to push me to be the perpetrator again, right?"

"...that's not what I meant."

"Admit it, Karna. You have never loved anyone at all, or rather, you love everyone—it's just your nature, and you have never been special to anyone."

"What if I say yes?"

Arjuna turned his head, Karna's face was small, and his mature face had deep outlines. Every part of the man's body was thin and bland, but his face was deeply bright—the kind that pierces people's hearts. bright.

"I have, Arjuna. I have."

"..."

"But under that kind of feeling, I used you...to satisfy my own selfish desires, I'm sorry."

Karna spoke slowly, but firmly.

Arjuna recalled that day, it was also such an afternoon, Karna was sitting on the sofa, at that time Karna was still thinner than now, but not so pale, more lively.is different beauty.

Arjuna had just finished negotiating the venue fee for the performance, the song had already been prepared, and the finale had to be rehearsed with Karna.He changed another phone card on the way—it was already the third one. If Indra really wanted him to have a better life, he should know how to leave space for each other—if the part-time salary still doesn’t come down, they will soon have to eat. Instant curry.Arjuna thought so.

Then Karna said.

"———."

"I understand, it's just that I want to give alms."

"Many times since then, including this time, I have actually been fighting for a chance to communicate with you directly."

"I'm sorry, Arjuna, you worked hard."

Past and present are intertwined, and he flees.

The door of the studio closed behind him, and Arjun's strong spirit slipped away. The man was no longer as gorgeous as before. His long legs were folded, and he sat down against the door.

He reached for the cigarette in his trouser pocket.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry - I know you're in pain too.In a way, Karna.Am I inflicting the pain I feel on you again?

in the living room.

Karna didn't get a response, he was dazed for a while, packed up his emotions and pulled the suitcase back to the room, when passing by Arjuna's studio, he carried the suitcase empty with one hand, trying not to make a sound.

The only few sets he had were crumpled at the bottom of the box. He took them out, ironed them on the ironing board in the second bedroom, and hung them up before sitting by the bed and replacing them with the new SIM cards handed over by the horse in the car. Call Gina first to ask if the situation is clear, and after getting a weak but positive answer from the girl, she hangs up and lets her rest.The storm absolutely terrified her.

Karna isn't going to browse online reviews.Very special, he likes music and performances, but for him, liking is enough, just do what you like, other people's opinions don't matter.But this has also changed because I like Arjuna:

Music and performances have no emotion, so it's good to vent those redundant emotions on him.Arjuna is different -- Arjuna has emotions.He couldn't bear to watch Arjuna bear it for him.

Arjuna had always preferred to place thick curtains and dim bedside lamps in the bedroom, and now this warmth made Karna's lively eyes somewhat distorted.

He closed his clothes and fell asleep in the long-lost familiarity.

Karna didn't know, Arjuna leaned against the door and watched his movement all the way, but didn't hear the sound.Jumping back and forth between "Karna is sitting alone in the living room until now" and "It's awkward to go out now".

And when Arjuna opened the door during dinner with his watch on, the living room was of course empty.

He looked at Karna who was sleeping on his back, pushed him to wake him up with a resigned attitude, and went out to put on his apron and go to the kitchen.

Karna ignorantly followed up and wanted to help, but was dismissed coldly by him:

"I don't eat fast food, don't think about it."

So Karna obediently sat back on the sofa in the living room and waited for the food.

Arjuna looked at the stock of ingredients, and was about to make a grilled pork chop with sweet and sour peppers. When he was waking up the meat and chopping onions, Karna suddenly looked up and stared at him, making him touch his face reflexively.

Then the tears didn't stop.Karna turned into a white curd with a coat.

Bai Tofu ran over in a panic to fetch water to wash his eyes, and by the way, he picked up the onions and peppers he hadn't finished chopping and started to process them.

Maybe being so hot that you cry is also a kind of emotional catharsis.Arjuna thought silently, otherwise how could I feel a little warm.

However, just as the white tofu gradually turned back to Karna, Fang Fu was so blessed that he split an onion with a knife and hummed:

if you are willing to

Peel off my heart layer by layer

you'll find you'll be surprised

you are my most depressed

deepest secret

Your number is gone.Karna.Arjuna paused, and added: If you can't cut the onion well.