Few people order soda at a bar.Over the years, Chu Xun has only met one.

An irresistible impulse surged in my heart.Chu Xun put down his glass, turned around and ran out of the bar.

It was not long into spring, and the nights were still cold.Looking to the end of the short street, there are only a few passers-by in a hurry.Chu Xun stood by the side of the street, staring blankly at the empty road, suddenly not knowing what he was doing.

"A Xun!" Wang Meng ran out after him.Wen Tsai and the others also chased behind.

"What's the matter?" Wang Meng grabbed Chu Xun's arm, his thick eyebrows locked together.

Chu Xun turned his head, saw Wang Meng and Wen Tsai's anxious expressions, and gradually calmed down, "It's nothing." He shook his head, feeling more and more ridiculous that his behavior was ridiculous.

With this group of friends by your side, what more could you ask for?It would be his luck if he could live his life peacefully.

"It's really nothing." Chu Xun laughed, "I saw a man with a nice coat, and I want to ask him where he bought it."

Everyone was still serious, but when they heard Chu Xun's answer, they all laughed out loud.You insult him with every word, "My good brother. We are handsome enough, if we continue to dress up, we will become peacocks!"

A group of people were talking and laughing as they walked towards the bus stop.

Wang Meng wanted to send Chu Xun home first.Chu Xun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you treating me like a little girl? Alright, let's go. Grandma is still sick. Go back and be with her early."

Wang Meng told Chu Xun carefully again, and then boarded the bus with several bad friends amidst the booing.

Chu Xun's residence is different from theirs.He watched the bus leave from the platform.When the light of the taillights of the car disappeared into the distance, Chu Xun stood for a while, then turned and walked towards the river.

The party bar is not far from the river.After walking for about half an hour, I vaguely heard the sound of river water.

Chu Xun bought more than a dozen cans of beer at the convenience store, carried them in his hands, walked to a pier on the river bank, walked down a few steps and sat down.

After nightfall, there was a breeze on the river, and the child's hands played with the hair mischievously, and when it brushed against the skin, it brought out a little bit of coolness.

Chu Xun couldn't feel the cold.He drank six or seven cans of beer in one go, and his internal organs were ablaze, roasting his body and will.He stood up, kicked down the empty beer can at his feet, and staggered down a few more steps.

There were hurried footsteps behind Chu Xun, and they stopped behind Chu Xun.A hand was put on Chu Xun's waist, supporting him vaguely.

"Meng Zi?" Tonight's wine seems to be particularly strong.Chu Xun was so drunk that he felt a little sluggish.But even if he walks alone at night, he is not at ease, he will go and come back, there will be no one else except Wang Meng.

Wang Meng didn't speak, just followed him step by step.Chu Xun took a few more steps, and was about to step on the steps soaked in the river, when Wang Meng gently pulled her to stop.

The night wind was softer.The heat in his body spread to his skin, Chu Xun opened his coat, spread his arms and stretched his waist.The crescent moons hanging over the river overlap into a small string in sight.Chu Xun smiled at the countless moons, shouted to the other side, and sat cross-legged on the steps again.

The person behind him sat down with him, with one knee lightly pressed against his side.

"Mengzi..." Chu Xun tilted his head and stared at the river, and said in a low voice amidst the faint waves of the water, "I still feel a little regretful."

Many years ago, when Chu Xun was still Chu Rong, he didn't know what he really loved.He was reckless, fearless, and when those precious opportunities slipped through his fingers like quicksand, he realized that he had left nothing behind.

"Mengzi, the me in the past seemed to be really bad... I have been an actor for two years, but I haven't made a brilliant work... When I can no longer act, I realize that I also like making movies."

Tonight's gathering opened a gap in Chu Xun's hard heart.He personally denied everything he had ever done as Chu Rong.But it is undeniable that those regrets settled in the bottom of my heart.

"What is love?" Chu Xun giggled.After laughing, he pointed to the moon shadow in the river: "It's the moon in there. You think you are very close to him...you really like him. But as long as he doesn't want to, even if you want to trade your life... He will never be yours either."

Chu Rong doesn't understand this truth.He exhausted all his enthusiasm to chase, fight, and even pray, but all he got was the other party's disgust.

"But movies are different... as long as you work hard and work hard, no matter the protagonist or the supporting role, you can be remembered by countless audiences. The role that belongs to you will never treat you badly... This is the most real... the most It's worth pursuing. It's a pity..." Chu Xun smiled again, and the river surface blurred into a piece of water in his vision, "I couldn't figure it out in the past. Even if I understand it now, it's impossible to act again..."

Six years ago, Chu Rong was arrogant and arrogant, never leaving room for things.He would be rejected by others and become Chu Xun today, and it seemed that no one else was to blame.

Chu Xun saw clearly, and smoothed out his resentment early on.Only the love for movies is hard to give up no matter what.He insists on analyzing movies and making short films, but he wants to keep the last connection with movies.These secret thoughts carry Chu Xun's last extravagant hope, and they cannot be shared with others, and even Wang Meng may not be able to fully understand them.I can only use this kind of night to indulge myself a little while half drunk and half awake, and secretly recall those dreams that will never be touched again.

"It would be great if I could make another movie...one, just one...seriously make a movie I like, and leave a classic character...the wish of this life...all come to an end ..."

Sleepiness welled up.Chu Xunxu was talking drunk, his eyelids drooping.He wobbled and couldn't sit still.The body leans, the cheek on the knee of the person beside him.The man hastily stretched out his hand to hold Chu Xun's cheek, as if he was afraid that his kneecap would hurt him.

"Mengzi... why don't you talk today..." Chu Xun was half asleep and half awake, his words were already vague, "Do you... Do you also think that I am daydreaming..."

The palm under the face was suddenly stiff.Chu Xun rubbed against each other in dissatisfaction, closed his eyes and grabbed the hand and clenched it tightly, "Fingers, why are they getting thinner... Also, there is a scent..." There was a faint fragrance coming from the wrist of that hand. .Chu Xun laughed dully again: "Mengzi, you also started... to use perfume? The motherfucker is dead..." Before falling asleep completely, Chu Xun laughed drowsily: "However, this fragrance, I like very much…"

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