I hate seeing the facade

The weather on the day of wrapping up was really bad.

The sky was yellow and gloomy, the wind was strong, and there was a stuffy earthy smell that made people breathless.

The bun on top of Yu Jingliang's head was even blown away by the strong wind. He screamed and rushed into the shed with his head in his arms. The makeup artist followed behind him carrying a box, and quickly followed him to re-do it for him.

"This wind is fucking outrageous." Yu Jingliang said tremblingly with a funny clip on his hair, "The makeup I just put on, my Givenchy loose powder, almost blown away..."

Sun Hua hesitated to speak at the side: "You worry too much, the thickness of your powder should not be..."

Yu Jingliang smiled and turned his head: "Nothing?"

Sun Hua smiled and said nothing, nothing.

Fang Yiran held his phone in a daze alone.

He looked at a trembling tree outside that was blown by the wind. The branches were shaken by the blowing, and the yellow and shriveled leaves were peeled off by the wind and fell to the ground in a whirl.

"No." Jiang Qingli came all the way and saw the sadness overflowing from his body, and asked him, "Yu Rong hasn't returned to you yet, right?"

Fang Yiran didn't speak.

Jiang Qingli was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he really hit the mark, so he tried his best to round up the words: "Don't think too much, maybe there is something urgent to attend to."

She sneaked a glance, and then asked hesitantly: "Then you still..."

Fang Yiran didn't answer directly, but said: "He said he would come."

Jiang Qingli looked at him and sighed for a while.

It has been a day and a half since Yu Rong returned to Fang Yiran.

He seemed to have evaporated lightly at a certain point in time, he was not in the dormitory, and he did not answer the phone.Maybe others think that it is not a big deal for an adult to disappear for a day or two, but Fang Yiran is very clear that there is definitely something wrong.

Fang Yiran even wondered if Yu Rong had already guessed that he wanted the whole confession today, so he specially chose to play Missing to escape from himself.However, there are too many loopholes in this conjecture, and Yu Rong doesn't seem to be such a wicked child, so Fang Yiran can be said to be completely clueless now.

Fang Yiran shot every scene today in a state of absent-mindedness, he always subconsciously looked to the sidelines, as if a boy was dragging his feet and walking towards him in a second.

The boy would bury half of his face in the collar of his coat, and just stand there from a distance, looking at him quietly.

However, when Fang Yiran came back to his senses, there were only dust and fallen leaves blown up by the wind on the empty streets, and the ground was finely and densely smashed with mottled marks by the transparent liquid.

It's raining.

Due to the weather, the finale ceremony was a bit hasty. The group and the crew took a photo together and cut the cake, and then went to the restaurant to have the finale banquet together.

Fang Yiran was not in that mood anymore.

He shirked the meal on the grounds that he had to go home to catch up on sleep because he had a cold.Just when he was alone in the dormitory, sitting in a daze counting the raindrops hitting the window, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Fang Yiran's pupils shrank suddenly, he was almost in a daze, and he answered the call ecstatically.

A strange and polite female voice came from the receiver.

"Hello, Mr. Fang, this is XXX Restaurant XX Road, may I ask you to book the private room at 07:30 today..."

The light in Fang Yiran's eyes dimmed instantly.

He wanted to say cancel, but these three words couldn't get out from between his lips and teeth, as if as long as he said it, it seemed to confirm that he was dropped by Yu Rong's ruthless pigeon.

"Reserve, I'll be there in a while." Fang Yiran said sullenly.

The moment Fang Yiran hung up the phone, he began to scold himself for being stupid. He changed into shoes and clothes irritably while being sullen at himself, and finally stood in the porch for a long time in a daze. out the door.

He came to the restaurant and asked the waiter to pack up the two-person set meal that he had originally ordered, and gave the waiter a lot of tips in a playful manner.

The waiters were naturally overjoyed, they regretted that this tall boy wearing a mask who gave generously did not meet his sweetheart, so they even wrapped up the candlesticks and flowers on the table for decoration.

"The roses are the specialty of this shop, and they were newly picked this morning." The waiter said flatteringly, "Your lover will definitely like it."

However, Fang Yiran was not very happy.

He was carrying two big bags, a bag of food and a bag of candlestick flowers, holding an umbrella, walking alone in the rain blankly.

He didn't want to take a taxi, he just wanted to walk in the rain by himself.

If it wasn't for fear that the cold would get worse, he even wanted to throw away his umbrella and let the downpour water his chaotic mind well.

Fang Yiran didn't know how long he had been walking, but when he recovered, he was already near the dormitory.

The moment he raised his head, Fang Yiran suddenly wished that his eyesight could be selectively deteriorated.

Because in this way, he wouldn't be able to see the Porsche parked in front of the building at a glance without being too far away.

Fang Yiran was in the rain, holding an umbrella and carrying two stupidly big bags, watching Yu Rong get out of the car with a blank expression.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Ting also got off from the main driver. He held up an umbrella, caught up with Yu Rong, and stuffed the umbrella into Yu Rong's hand.

They seemed to exchange something again, but Fang Yiran couldn't hear it, he only saw Yu Rong asking something with concern, Liang Ting shook his head, as if to indicate that he was fine.

Then Yu Rong seemed to be silent for a while, and said goodbye.

So Liang Ting rubbed Yu Rong's hair—it was a very intimate and gentle movement, as if smoothing the hair of a small animal, but Yu Rong didn't resist, just looked up at him docilely and quietly. Liang Ting.

Liang Ting drove away.

Fang Yiran stared at Yu Rong holding the umbrella in a daze for a while, then turned his head and walked slowly into the dormitory building.Fang Yiran thought he would go directly into the building, but Yu Rong just stepped up the steps, threw the umbrella on the ground as if he lost his strength, and staggered to sit on the steps.

Yu Rong stared at the rain on the ground in a daze.

He knew that it was embarrassing to sit at the door of the building like this, but he didn't have the slightest strength to move even a small step.

Yu Rong subconsciously wanted to take out his cell phone, and then he belatedly remembered that his cell phone had already been broken in the chaos and couldn't be turned on.

Yu Rong sat on the slightly tidal steps, his feet were still exposed to the rain outside, the shoes had already been soaked by the rain, and the raindrops hit his exposed half of his ankles densely.

It was a bit cold, but Yu Rong didn't take his feet back.

I didn't make it to the wrap-up banquet, so I missed the appointment.

Yu Rong stared at his shoes, and blinked a little dullly, would that person be angry?

Yu Rong's mind was actually a bit empty, he suddenly felt very tired, his mind was so dull, even just thinking was exhausting the energy in his body.

The rain dripping on my ankles suddenly stopped.

Yu Rong thought it was the rain that had stopped, so he raised his head slowly, wanting to look at the sky.

Only then did he realize that the rain hadn't stopped, but Fang Yiran held up an umbrella to block the rain that fell on his ankles.He was carrying two large bags and looked at himself expressionlessly.

Yu Rong felt that Fang Yiran should want to ask himself something, but Fang Yiran didn't say anything, just put down the umbrella and bag, squatted down, held Yu Rong's slender ankle with his hand, lifted it up, and put it down. To the place where the rain cannot pour.

Yu Rong looked at Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran didn't meet his eyes again, but said in a hoarse voice, "Don't catch a cold."

Then he picked up the umbrella and bag on the ground in a hurry, bypassed Yu Rong, and ran towards the apartment building.

Fang Yiran knew he was jealous.

He felt that he was in a terrible mess right now, and it took a lot of effort to pull the corner of his mouth to show a fake smile.

Smiling with a strong face has always been his talent, but today, Fang Yiran didn't want to put on a nonchalant look and meet Yu Rong's eyes for even a second.

Fang Yiran couldn't restrain the flame of malice spreading in his heart, he looked at the flower candle holder in the bag, and felt like a joke.

He thought of Yu Rong's gentle expression when Liang Ting stroked Yu Rong's hair, as if they were like close lovers who had known each other for many years, Fang Yiran couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Fang Yiran."

Yu Rong chased after him and called him from behind.

Fang Yiran didn't stop, just walked with his head buried.

"Fang Yiran." Yu Rong called him again.

"My phone was broken, so I can't reply to WeChat." Yu Rong said in a low voice.

Fang Yiran's back paused.

Yu Rong seemed to pause for a moment, but Fang Yiran turned his back to him and couldn't see his expression, only heard his voice seemed to be trembling: "I..."

Yu Rong didn't continue.

The air suddenly became eerily quiet.

Fang Yiran stood with his back straight. He stood at the door of the elevator. He told himself not to look back, to show some manly backbone, and listen to Yu Rong's sophistry.

However, Yu Rong suddenly stopped talking.

Intuition told Fang Yiran that something was wrong.

He wanted to hear Yu Rong finish his sentence, but Fang Yiran didn't wait for Yu Rong to speak again until the elevator door dinged open.

Going to the elevator, Fang Yiran shouted to himself, don't look back, don't turn back, don't look back.

But he just couldn't bear that heart, just couldn't take that small step.

In the end, Fang Yiran scolded himself for being worthless, gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

He kept a straight face, pretending to be nonchalant, and wanted Yu Rong to know that he didn't care.

I'm great, I'm not mad at you for dozing on me, I don't give a shit about whoever pets your head.

But this carefully prepared mask was completely broken into fine powder the moment Yu Rong's face was clearly seen.

Because Yu Rong was watching him cry, he cried fiercely, but also very quietly.

Tears snaked all over his face, and the teardrops slid down his pointed chin.However, Yu Rong just obediently held the umbrella, stood behind him, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

He probably didn't want to cry, so he was trying his best not to make any sound.

But it seemed that because he was really sad, the tears still couldn't stop falling from his eyes hot.

Seeing Fang Yiran turning his head, Yu Rong froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to turn around suddenly.

He felt ashamed, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears with his hands, turned his head and ran towards the stairwell.

Fang Yiran caught up with Yu Rong,

He threw the bag directly on the ground, grabbed Yu Rong's wrist from behind, and with all his strength, he wrapped him in his arms.

However, Yu Rong seemed to cry even more fiercely.

Fang Yi felt like his heart was going to be broken.

"sorry.…"

Yu Rong's tears fell down patter, he wanted to break free from Fang Yiran's embrace, but his body was too weak, his eyes were a vast whiteness, and he couldn't lift up any strength.

Fang Yiran held his face and wiped his tears in a panic.

"It's okay." Fang Yiran said softly, "It's okay."

Yu Rong raised his head with some difficulty, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and just looked at Fang Yiran so quietly.

"My mother may be dying," he said softly.

Fang Yiran's pupils suddenly shrank.

He froze for a moment, then hugged him tightly in his arms.

The extent of Yu Rong's struggle gradually became smaller, he panted and put his head on Fang Yiran's warm chest, like a vigilant little beast returning to a nest full of security, and slowly calmed down.

Then Yu Rong choked up a sob, and in Fang Yiran's arms, he finally cried with all his heart.

The author says:

Fang Yiran:......) Take a day off tomorrow to make big moves