handshake on sunset boulevard

There is this sentence in the movie:

"This man bought her sorrow for a coin.

Everyone meets someone who takes your worries away with a simple item.

What you lack is not this thing, but someone who takes away your worries. "

Zhu Zhengting came to a rental house once, and he still had a key. When he got on the elevator, his heart was beating like a drum. He was afraid that the inside had been covered with dust, and he was even more afraid that the person who loved him to death was inside. ,'how can that be possible. ' He wanted to laugh just thinking about it.

He bent down and rubbed his knees, please don't limp when walking on his legs, he wants to be the healthiest and lively Zhu Zhengting in front of Bi Wenjun.

When he put his hand on the iron gate, he had regained his composure. It turns out that loving you has become a habit, and extravagant hope is just an idea.

The door opened, but there was no Bi Wenjun inside, but Zhu Zhengting's vision was hazy.

There is no gray enamel, and the tableware has returned to the same size for two people from a distance. From the door to the balcony, many post-it notes are pasted on the wall, on the cabinet, and on the balcony. Every time he takes a step, he tears off one Read aloud word by word.

'Why isn't Bi Wenjun here?Because Bi Wenjun is going to fight for you~' The first note seemed to know that he would come, and he read it twice in a sticky voice.

"Your handwriting is still so ugly," Zhu Zhengting recalled the note that Bi Wenjun had left when he rushed back to his hometown. He ran to find the yellowed paper in the dictionary on the bookshelf. I really haven't made any progress in writing." Zhu Zhengting pouted his lips and cried while laughing.

When she cried, the unkempt pretty child had tears everywhere.

Please rest assured, Mr. Zhu Zhengting, the house is cleaned every week by the aunt, and the house is waiting for the two of us to come back together every day. ' A second round blue post-it note hangs earnestly on the back of the chair.

'Have you gained weight or lost weight recently?There are children's calcium tablets on the table, you don't like chocolate flavor, buy strawberry flavor. Zhu Zhengting ran over and stuffed five or six in his mouth, and stopped when his mouth was full, but he still retched and coughed up tears while chewing.

Wipe your mouth and continue looking for traces of Bi Wenjun.

The one on the balcony has been exposed to the sun and faded, "Zhu Zhengting, you have deleted my WeChat, don't worry... Even if I become a singer, it is to love you better...

Don't slip away. '

The doorway is densely packed with post-it notes, and the post-it notes become thinner as you go inside. Zhu Zhengting sits on the ground holding a bunch of post-it notes and sorts them by date.

"You must be very busy recently." Zhu Zhengting said to the air, "I dare not watch TV. My handsome President Bi has lost a lot of weight after reading newspapers."

He missed the rocking chair, got up to sit in the rocking chair, and stuck a sheet on his buttocks: "I bought this small house. If Mr. Zhu likes a better one, we will abandon it!" '

"Why would I dislike it..." Zhu Zhengting held the post-it note and raised his head, tears streaming down his chin, "Don't always make me cry..." Unexpectedly, the most steadfastness in his life came from a piece of paper A colorful note.

Zhu Zhengting sat on the rocking chair, picked out a post-it note with the pattern of Peppa Pig, and wrote "Bi Wenjun, I'm fine." ' thought it over and tore it off,

"Don't worry about me, I'll see you in person." Zhu Zhengting said softly.

Wandering through every corner of the house, the door suddenly rang.

Zhu Zhengting subconsciously hid in the cabinet in the living room, the sounds of opening and closing the door overlapped naturally.

The cabinet was pitch black and the air was very thin. He covered his mouth and widened his eyes, his hands were shaking.

"Zheng...Zhengting? Zhu Zhengting?! Is it you?" The familiar deep voice beat his heart one after another.

Suddenly I heard the piercing sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and I also heard the man's heavy and anxious panting... The sound was getting closer...

The sound stopped... the whole world was silent...

"Zhengting...is that you?" The voice outside the cabinet door was still so gentle.

Zhu Zhengting opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound at all.

"Dong dong dong" the man gently knocked on the door of the cupboard, "Then... I... want to come in..." The man's voice trembled violently.

"Wait...wait a minute..." Zhu Zhengting huddled in the cabinet, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his chin with his sleeve, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

That person seemed to understand and gave him time to adjust.

"How are you doing, Little Misty?" The voice was laughing.

"I...I'm fine..." Little Misty said with a heavy nasal voice, "What about you?...Wenjun?"

"I'm not good."

Zhu Zhengting actually laughed.

"I'm tired...I still miss you..." The man continued to confess.

Zhu Zhengting didn't answer, and now he still doesn't have the courage to tell a big star that I miss you very much.

The door of the cupboard was opened, and the leg that left behind the sequelae was numb, painful and unconscious. Zhu Zhengting fell outward...and fell into a firm embrace.

Still hit his knees, Zhu Zhengting gritted his teeth and shrank into Bi Wenjun's arms. The familiar smell of cigarettes was gone, only the bitter perfume smell of almonds.

Bi Wenjun hugged him, buried her head behind Zhu Zhengting's ear, neither of them spoke, all the words were conveyed by touch, unfamiliar yet familiar.

Princess Bi Wenjun hugged Zhu Zhengting, breathed out at Zhu Zhengting's cold little hands, went to the bedroom mirror that had been covered with a tablecloth, and put him on the table.

Zhu Zhengting was sitting on the stage, Bi Wenjun was standing between his legs, they were stroking each other's facial features,

"You're thinner again. No matter how thin you are, you'll be bullied and confused." Bi Wenjun looked at Zhu Zhengting's long hair covering eyelashes and ears. It used to be as beautiful as fog, but now it's more charming and rebellious.

Zhu Zhengting closed his eyes with a smile, and kissed Bi Wenjun's eyes, the tip of his nose, his cheek...even his neck.

On the rocking chair, Zhu Zhengting was also sitting in Bi Wenjun's arms, clasping his fingers tightly.

"Aren't you busy today?"

"There is no announcement this afternoon, but we are flying to Beijing tonight...do you want to go with me?"

"Me," Zhu Zhengting giggled, "I will have plenty of time to fly around with you in the future."

"Huh? How do you say it?" Bi Wenjun squeezed Zhu Zhengting's thigh.

"I'm going to be your backup dancer!" Zhu Zhengting looked back at him, shrinking his neck playfully.

Bi Wenjun's face turned dark.

"But... it will take another two weeks..." Zhu Zhengting pouted and pouted, playing with Bi Wenjun's index finger with both hands, "The legs are really hurting these two weeks..." He wouldn't say that .

Bi Wenjun withdrew her hand, turned Zhu Zhengting to face her, stared into Zhu Zhengting's eyes and said, "Where is your dream?"

"What...dream?"

"Where is the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe? Where is the National Center for the Performing Arts? Where is the Central Song and Dance Troupe?"

Zhu Zhengting smiled gently, "My Wenjun, people change, dreams change, how can there be nothing static?"

"Then what's your dream now, little bewilderment?" Bi Wenjun patted his little face seriously.

"The dream is to grow old together with Bi Wenjun..." Zhu Zhengting lowered his head and sucked the buttons of Bi Wenjun's shirt, his voice disappeared into the clatter of buttons and teeth...

With his hands still intertwined, Zhu Zhengting unbuttoned Bi Wenjun one by one with his mouth. Bi Wenjun directly stuck his head in from under Zhu Zhengting's wide T-shirt. His heart was so eager for his body, from beginning to end, They were like mandarin ducks intertwined, and everything followed the touch of their lips. Bi Wenjun tasted Zhu Zhengting's most intimate place before and after for the first time. After a long time, Zhu Zhengting was limp in his arms, and his throat was so full that he couldn't make a sound...

Afterwards, Bi Wenjun hugged Zhu Zhengting from behind, and did not withdraw from his body. He lay down on Zhu Zhengting's spine that was so thin and painful in his chest, bit his beautiful shoulder, ignored Zhu Zhengting's trembling, and whispered:

"Welcome back to the mighty Bi Wenjun, my own Zhu Zhengting."

Zhu Zhengting smiled, but did not speak.