I raised the whole heaven

It seemed that Qin Lu was drinking for the first time, but his wine taste was quite good.Even though he was dizzy with drunkenness and the corners of his eyes were flushed, he didn't act like a drunk, didn't cry loudly, and didn't have any reactions such as vomiting.His expression is very cute, his eyes are hazy with water mist, his red lips are slightly opened, and he looks at a loss as if he doesn't know where he is.

...everywhere except one.

"let go."

"I don't." Qin Lu locked his arms even tighter stubbornly, pressed Chu Ci on his lap, put his head on his neck, and murmured, "Brother will run away .”

His breath seemed to contain the fragrant and bitter aroma of wine, which sprayed scorchingly on the unobstructed skin of his neck.Chu Ci couldn't help but tremble from the inexplicable heat, and then struggled harder: "I won't run, you put me down first!"

Although the drunkard was completely drunk, his strength was not small.Chu Ci exhausted all his strength, finally pulled the arm around his waist away, and then slipped out of his arms like a swimming fish, turning his head to look at him.

Qin Lu lowered his eyes, staring blankly at his empty hands, with an extremely aggrieved expression.

"Ran."

"What ran away?" Chu Ci was completely helpless, and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Hey, you are so drunk and confused, go to rest with brother first—ah——"

He picked up the drunk man, then took him staggeringly to his room, and put him on the bed properly.The quilt was loosely covered, and the boiled hangover soup was also brought to the side. Nanny Chu consciously half coaxed and half persuaded, said good things in a basket, and fed the soup in one gulp.

The child obediently sat leaning against the head of the bed, his thick and slender eyelashes drooping, densely weaving a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.His cheeks were flushed, Chu Ci watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help pinching him: "Good boy."

Qin Lu held his face in his hands and laughed heartily.

It is obviously unrealistic to let him go back after being drunk like this.The two often rested together, and Chu Ci didn't think there was anything to be shy about, so he simply wiped his face with a towel, took off his shoes and socks, and stuffed the little drunk under his quilt.The quilt was slightly tainted with the smell of wine, Chu Ci turned off the light, and lay down himself.

"I still have something to do tomorrow." He covered the child's wide-open eyes with his hands, and coaxed, "Hey, go to sleep."

The room was pitch dark, and nothing could be seen clearly.Chu Ci withdrew his hand a little, only to see the whites of the child's pure eyes, and then something soft and moist touched his palm silently with a temperature that made his heart burn.

Chu Ci couldn't help shivering all over.

Everyone's sensitive areas are different, and the degree of sensitivity is also very different.Chu Ci seldom comes into contact with other people, and there are even fewer moments when he directly touches the palm of his hand. He even feels that it is not an exaggeration to describe him with the words "pure heart and few desires" - before that, Chu Ci Ci never thought that his palms would be so sensitive.

The people around him seemed to have sensed his trembling, and silently held him even tighter. The tip of their tongue wetly twirled along the lines of the palm, spreading to the crevices of the fingers little by little, and then gently pressed the fingertips on the crevices of the fingers. A small piece of flesh was hooked.

At that moment, it was no longer simply a matter of being comfortable or uncomfortable. The whole body felt like it was electrified, and it was so vivid that Chu Ci's mind went blank. All the cells in his body were because of such a simple feeling. The action suddenly boiled, and he even felt that he had become a pot of boiling water, bubbling frantically.

He was almost subconsciously afraid of this feeling, and wanted to take his hand back.But Qin Lu had sensed his intention early on, and gently took his fingertips into his mouth, licking and rubbing them repeatedly.

"Qin Lu!"

Chu Ci was really a little scared now, he sat up suddenly, "You loosen—"

Before he could finish a sentence, a hand suddenly appeared behind his head.After a while of dizziness, after reacting, he was already firmly clasped in front of that person's chest.

Qin Lu's breathing was scorching hot, and he buried himself in Chu Ci's hair and gasped for breath, almost igniting the hair he touched.The bitter and intoxicating aroma of the wine permeated completely, making Chu Ci's head go blank. He obviously didn't get a drop of wine, but his consciousness was hazy along with it.

In a half-trance, he felt the person next to him quietly close to his ears, like a whisper whispered between lovers: "Brother..."

Before Chuci could reply, his whole hot body had already completely covered him, and he couldn't wait to absorb the slightly cold temperature of the person beneath him.There was pleading in his tone, as if he was dripping with water: "Brother, can you help me?"

Chu Ci heard him moaning and chirping in his ears, and all his thoughts were messed up in one place.Sensing the intention of the hand to pull him down, he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then, the child clung to him and called pitifully: "Brother..."

"Uncomfortable, really uncomfortable..."

There was a little pain in his voice, and he came over in a disorganized manner.Chu Ci's head was empty, and his heart was softened by his cry, and then he slowly stretched out his hand.

Everything seemed out of order.

The pinnae of the ear, which was repeatedly favored by the tip of the tongue, almost burned up. The child pressed against him, panting one after another, and firmly pressed his hand to prevent him from escaping.The darkness seemed to be endowed with other different colors, large and colorful color blocks fermented violently mixed with the aroma of the wine, and his mind was suddenly chaotic into brilliant colors that could not be found after the impact.

After finally calming down, the child bit his ear again, murmuring indistinctly: "I'll help brother too, okay?"

The voice sounds like hula-la has inserted countless small hooks, and the tail rises slightly, eager to attract people to the bait.

Chu Ci couldn't help trembling all over:...

At this time, he!Can you!Don't call me brother! ! !

The vortex was caught off guard, and it jumped up to the peak and then fell down like a roller coaster.In the mist, he faintly heard the chuckle of the person beside him, then licked his ear, and said slowly: "Brother, thank you for your hospitality."

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The next morning, Chu Ci was the first to wake up.

He tripped over his slippers first, then sat on the toilet seat in the bathroom and calmed down for a long time, trying to convince himself that helping each other should be a common thing among brothers——

But this TM is not an ordinary thing at all!

Facing himself in the mirror, Chu Ci swears for the first time in 23 years.

Qin Lu was drunk, but he wasn't.What's more, he was the elder brother, and he uncontrollably cooperated with the drunk and messed up child... No matter how you look at it, it was completely his fault.

Chu Ci tapped hard on the head, and then looked at himself in the glasses with flushed corners, and felt a little bit of a confession.

...How about running away?

Staying here, I don't know how to face Qin Lu who will wake up later, what words should I use to explain my uncontrollable emotions last night?

Well, as expected, let’s run away.

But even though he wanted to escape, the instinct of being an older brother was still at work.Chu Ci first quietly changed the dirty bedding that Qin Lu was holding, and then built a new one with him, then quietly changed clothes and went downstairs.When I got downstairs, after thinking about it, I turned around again.

He came back and made a meal.

The next morning after a hangover is often very uncomfortable, Chu Ci is facing Baidu to find out what to do to relieve headache symptoms, while looking into the bedroom in fear, for fear that the child will wake up suddenly.When he put a full breakfast on the table, Qin Lu was still in a deep sleep, and Chu Ci heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly slipped away, and quickly went downstairs to leave this place.

After he closed the door again, the sleeping person in the quilt moved, and finally couldn't help but laugh while covering his head.

... this bro.

What a fool.

Was it true that he was too sleepy to hear such turmoil?

Tang Yuan, who saw Chu Ci on the set, was stunned: "Why did Xiao Ci come so early? Didn't you say that I will pick you up?"

Chu Ci raised his neck slightly, and asked the hairstylist in the company to take care of his hair.He couldn't help feeling guilty when he heard this question, coughed lightly, and looked away: "I... woke up a little early in the morning."

Tang Yuan didn't care either, he hummed, and suddenly looked over at Chu Ci's Bai Shengsheng's neck, and asked in surprise, "What's on your neck?"

The little girl who was arranging her hair was also blushing and whispered softly: "Brother Chu, I wanted to tell you just now. You...do you want to cover it with some foundation or something?"

Chu Ci subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the place they were looking at, and suddenly had some bad premonition.

He looked in the mirror, and suddenly felt that his eyes were pitch black.

......my God.

Chu Ci's skin was already white, that kind of lustrous white.With such a background color, the dark red mark at the root of the ear becomes more and more obvious, and it is printed brightly on it.It happened to be in a hidden location, and when he looked in the mirror this morning, he didn't notice it at all.

He walked all the way like this!

Chu Ci suddenly understood what was the reason for the strange eyes that the taxi driver looked at him this morning.

"Sooner or later, will there be mosquitoes?" Tang Yuan didn't think about other aspects at all, and said casually, and then asked his assistant to get some disinfectant ointment, "Be careful if you were bitten by some insects. Oh no."

Chu Ci sat on the spot without making a sound, allowing them to cover up the blemishes layer by layer to hide the marks, and his heart became more and more chaotic.Unexpectedly, when Xue Zhiheng walked in with Tingting gracefully wearing a small skirt, the first sentence she said was actually to praise him: "Xiaoci's complexion looks good today, a little rosy, no, it smells like spring, haha."

Chu Ci: ...

Spring, light, fullness, and face.

These four words are really heartbreaking.

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Neves's shooting style is completely different from Bian Ming's. He doesn't like to follow the script and talk to the actors. Instead, he prefers to only build a relevant situation, so that the actors can play freely in this situation, and sometimes even make mistakes. The words don't matter much.

It's just that the shooting this time is also an unprecedented challenge for him.After all, this is a work with a realistic theme, not the magical theme that he is usually good at.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

The story of "When the Wind Rises" begins with a 16-year-old girl, Jian Jing.

In the script, Jian Jing is a thin and quiet girl. On the way of being forced to transfer schools for some reason, she always quietly lay on the car window watching the shadows of trees passing by outside, without saying a word.

The actor who played her mother babbled at the side: "Mom has been looking for a long time to find this place. It is clean and there are few people. It is a small town, no one will know you, so you can go to school here with peace of mind, ah ? Our family really can't stand the toss anymore."

Jian Jing turned her face to look over, her mother had deep nasolabial folds, as if she had aged many years.She reached out and touched her wrist unconsciously, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

The town is next to the mountain, except for the residents in the town, it is almost inaccessible.People here are familiar with each other. They have been seeing each other since they were young, and they can call out everyone else's name just by looking at their backs.

Jian Jing, who transferred to another school, was almost out of place among these people.She wears trendy clothes, has long black hair, and always has the calmness of a big city.She has all kinds of novelty jewelry and clothes, a cabinet full of books, and a thick diary that has been written for several years. These are things that children in the town have never had.

After school, the girls in the class always like to go to her house in groups of three or four to play, looking through the things she brought from the big cities.Their eyes looked and looked, and in the end they would always ask for some small hairpins and other things from her.

Jian Jing would often give these things to them without even thinking about it.She has a lot of pocket money and is generous with her hands. Most of the novelties of the girls in the class come from her hands.A beautiful head flower today, an exquisite music box the next day... basically each of them will attract people's unanimous attention.

But until a girl opened her mouth to ask for the exquisite diary, she suddenly straightened her back, made a defensive posture, and said sharply: "No!"

The girls withdrew their hands in embarrassment, looking at me and looking at you. In the end, the short-haired girl rolled her eyes at her and said, "If you can't do it, you can't do it...it's boring."

They pulled each other away, but Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the open drawer, and suddenly staggered and fell down on the stool.

Children's xenophobic psychology is often stronger, let alone an outsider who is better than them in all aspects.Some students in the class gradually said that she looked down on others, and gradually some people deliberately said some specious things in front of her. During the recess activities, she was the only one sitting alone in the seat.She seems to be out of tune with this small town, she is the only alternative here.

The short-haired girl who was rejected by her consciously lost face, and since then quietly recorded the hatred.One day, when she was not paying attention, she secretly spilled a puddle of red ink on the chair, and the ink seeped into the brown wood in strands, making it difficult to distinguish.When Jian Jing sat down unconsciously, and stood up again, everyone began to coax consciously.

"Oh oh oh~"

Amid such booing, she blushed with embarrassment and shame, bit her lip and almost cried out.She never got up from her chair that afternoon.

When school was over, most of the classmates had already left, but there were still a few boys standing at the door, laughing and waiting to see her jokes.As the sky darkened, she looked outside, finally bit her lower lip, and stood up abruptly.

"Let's go, I'm going out."

The boys just blocked the door, laughed and mocked her, and asked maliciously, "Hey, what's the matter with your clothes?"

"Who made it? Tell us."

"Didn't someone say that after having blood, you are not considered a virgin? Right?"

Jian Jing's face suddenly turned pale, and there was no more blood in an instant.She stood there in a daze, unable to say a word.

It was at this time that the male protagonist played by Chu Ci appeared on the stage.

"What are you doing?"

When this male voice came out, everyone turned to look at him.Wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, with earphones plugged into his ears, he looked at the person at the door in surprise, "You are not bullying girls, are you? I will tell the teacher."

There seemed to be light in his eyes, so bright that it was frightening.

"I'll wipe it, Song Sheng." Several boys spat immediately, but they also knew that he was the kind of good student that teachers preferred, and no one dared to fight him hard. You look at me and I look at you. He turned his head and left.

Song Sheng watched them go down the stairs, and then opened the door with a smile: "Come out."

Jane lowered her head and walked out slowly.There were tears in her eyes, but she tried her best not to let them fall, and said in a relaxed tone: "Thank you."

"Wait," Song Sheng suddenly stopped her, and then stretched out his hand to scratch her hair, blushing a little, "You...it's cold at night, you should add some clothes."

He took out a blue coat from his schoolbag.

This coat with a faint scent of soap locust was finally tied around the waist by Jian Jing, covering up the embarrassing marks.She was thus able to walk home with her head held high, where she mustered up the courage to make her request for the first time at home.

She doesn't want to stay here any longer.

"Why?" Her mother was obviously taken aback when she heard her words, put down her chopsticks, and frowned, "Do you know how difficult it is for my mother to find such a place? In such a place, no one would know For other things, you can live in peace—how can you want to leave because of a little setback?"

Jian Jing looked at the silently added wrinkles on her forehead, finally suppressed her words, lowered her head and silently stirred the rice in the bowl with chopsticks.

That night, she quietly washed clothes until midnight.

She took the opportunity of returning the clothes to get acquainted with Song Sheng gradually. Song Sheng is a standard good student, and he is also handsome and clean. He is the treasure of all teachers.With his protection, Jane was able to escape those pranks, and the two often sat and shared the same pair of headphones on the horizontal bars in the playground, often for hours at a time.They chatted all over the world, and secretly exchanged each other's thoughts on a moonless night.

"I know one of his secrets, and he knows one of my secrets. It's fair."

On that day, Jian Jing wrote this in her diary.

Rumors of the two of them getting together gradually appeared in the class, and the joy or jealousy of youth was often impossible to hide, not to mention that the person involved was a good-looking and heart-warming boy like Song Sheng.The strange words spread more and more widely, and even the old man who lived next door to her house smiled and asked if they were dating, but Jian Jing repeatedly denied it.

When school was over, she could see the boy sitting on the horizontal bar dangling his legs waiting for her, so she packed her schoolbag in twos and twos, and ran towards that place—the moon, him, the empty playground, this It has almost become the only habitat in her heart.In this territory, no one cares whether she is different from others, and no one spreads the so-called gossip. She feels the breeze blowing and sees the smiling people beside her.There was gurgling and flowing music in her ears, she closed her eyes, her mind was so calm that there was no disturbance.

On this day, she said to her mother: "I think this is a good place too."

"Really?" Mother replied, with a gratified smile, "It's usually fine, but today it seems that a thief has entered. When I came back, I seemed to see that the door of the room was open——"

At that moment, Jian Jing's heart suddenly touched her throat.She threw down the bowls and chopsticks, and ignoring her mother's surprised call, she plunged into the room and frantically searched for it.But she rummaged through everything in the mess, but in the end she still couldn't find it.

The diary disappeared quietly into her locked drawer.

What disappeared with her was the key in her schoolbag.

Then on the second day, the three pages of the diary were posted on the school bulletin board.

She stood at the gate of the school, looking at those eyes that suddenly glanced at her, watching them pointing and whispering, and suddenly felt a little inexplicable to laugh.At this moment, Song Sheng suddenly strode forward and tore off the paper with a clatter.

"Yes," he threw the ball of paper on the ground and asked loudly, "So, so what?"

--so what?

At that time we were young and energetic, and we all thought that miracles would appear where they should not have appeared.

But I didn't know until later that some imprints were deeply embedded in my bones and blood from that moment on, and I couldn't escape them for a lifetime.

Did you hear it?The wind has picked up.