15 years in business

Gao Yang was leaning on his ribs, his body was covered by a wide blue robe, only half of his hand was exposed under the wide sleeves, his nails scraped the gold powder on his ribs.

Emperor Xuan lay on his lap, silently watching the pavilion under the afterglow.

Gao Yang said, "Your Majesty sleeps well."

There was a neon dress and feather coat hanging loosely on the screen, Emperor Xuan casually pulled it off and covered it on his body, and said in a daze, "Isn't it just for your damn birthday."

Gao Yang laughed softly: "It's also His Majesty's birthday."

He said: "Last night, the inside and outside of the Jade Tower was as bright as day, and now everyone is saying that Emperor Xuan's new love has the ability to move stars and change battles, but they don't know that it's just a river full of lights you lit for me."

Emperor Xuan suddenly grabbed his hand: "Don't go, don't leave me alone."

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

Emperor Xuan felt relieved, and fell into a deep sleep with his feathers wrapped around him. In front of the gold and silver platform, the shadows of the two people were cast.

This is the last scene of "Zhi Ice Man", the screen is gradually turning dark, Shang Yixuan's movies are all suitable for one person to watch, and there is a proper sense of loneliness at the end.

Ninagawa reached for the popcorn, but found that there was no one left.

The girl who took the seat said in a low voice, "Thank you, you are willing to share your popcorn with me."

"It's okay, I don't like sweets at all." Ninagawa hugged the empty bucket in her arms, just when the movie was over, all the lights in the auditorium were turned on.

He got up to go out, but the girl in charge was about to drink the last sip of Coke from the bottom of the glass, when she saw his face clearly, she gasped in surprise and let out a long "咻" sound from the straw.

"you..."

"Ah? Oh, yes." Ninagawa put on the mask and nodded, "It's me."

The girl in charge gasped again: "You...why do you still...come out to watch a movie in person?"

"I wanted to come and watch the movie I acted in when it was finished. Come on, let's talk in another place."

Ninagawa led her through the crowd of people slowly pouring out of the auditorium, and found a small corner where no one would pay attention.

He took the empty Coke cup from the girl and put it into the popcorn bucket: "I thought I wouldn't be recognized..."

The girl faltered for a long time: "But...but shouldn't you be very busy?"

Ninagawa said calmly, "I won't be busy from now on."

The girl still couldn't believe that just now she shared a big bucket of popcorn with her favorite boy group member.

She blushed, and after a while, she choked out a sentence: "If I had known you were you, I wouldn't have eaten those popcorns..."

After thinking about it, it didn't feel right: "No, no, I might still eat it..."

The girl pondered for a long time, finally sighed, and asked pitifully, "Lianlian, do you really want to commit suicide? In fact, you have many fans, and we all like you very much."

And can't believe you're with a woman.

Like Ren Ninagawa, who dances and seduces, speaks softly, and shows the most every time he plays songs. Even Fang Jia can't beat the team's stamp.

"We all think that the person in the photo is Lu Zhan." The girl said, "Are you pushed out as a scapegoat? If so, it would be too wronged..."

Many fans can't accept the idea of ​​being in love with sex. Various conspiracy theories emerge in endlessly. The most common one is the captain's own son theory. This part of fans think that Xinghe is abandoning the car to protect his handsomeness. Taking advantage of the similarity of Lu Zhan and Ninagawa's faces, the popularity of giving up is low. The latter, so as to keep the former in the team and maintain the popularity of the group.

"Don't talk about it, it's over, no one wronged me."

Ninagawa lowered her head and rummaged through the pockets of her clothes, "I should go, do you want an autograph? Or a group photo? A hug?"

The girl shook her head, stretched out her hand, patted him on the back twice, and said softly: "There are many people who love you very much. After you die, you have to work hard alone."

Ninagawa suddenly had a sore nose, he didn't want others to see him crying, so he turned around and fled.

The movie theater was not far from the dormitory, and Ninagawa was thinking whether to say goodbye to Lu Zhan and the others before leaving. If everything went according to plan, this would be the last time he and his friends saw each other.

Ninagawa still hasn't made up her mind, which of the two to choose, is to endure the long years of mild torture, or exchange a moment of great pain for a chance to start again.

Dying is simply too painful.He has been afraid to make a decision.

When I was watching a movie just now, my phone vibrated several times. I took it out and saw that there were two missed calls on the main screen. They were from different numbers, and they both started with the Japanese area code.

Ninagawa called the first number first.

The other party answered quickly: "Ah, it's Xiaolian, right?"

The owner of the voice is a woman. She sounds about 50 or [-] years old. The tone is very strange. There are only a few Japanese people Ninagawa knows, and there seems to be no such person in her memory.

"Kunio Ninagawa is my elder brother. I ran away from home when I was very young, and we have been separated from him for decades. He probably never mentioned me." Chizi said.

Ninagawa calculated the seniority among them: "Ah, so it's my aunt."

My aunt said in a hoarse voice: "The execution was carried out yesterday, and the ashes were sent to a temple. I feel ashamed when I think about it. I was stunned at the time. It took me a long time to get the strength to stand up. I wanted to notify you as soon as possible, but I kept coming and going." It was delayed until today."

Ningagawa sat on the curb, bent her legs and hugged her knees: "It's okay, I don't want to see him either, you don't mind."

"Is that so?" My aunt smiled wryly. "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. Kunio left you a few last words. I think it should be about the handling of the inheritance. It's better to listen to it."

Ninagawa smiled and asked, "Inheritance? Millions of yen in gambling debts? Then I would rather not."

Aunt hesitated: "Gambling debt... Actually, I don't know too much."

"It's okay, I'll listen." Ninagawa didn't want to embarrass her.

The aunt's tone became joyful: "Really? That would be great."

"Don't worry, I'm sorry to trouble you, goodbye."

Ninagawa finished these routines in one breath, and pressed the red dot at the bottom of the screen.

The other number should have been dialed by Kunio, and there was nothing to hear, Ninagawa lazily chose to call back, lazily put the phone to his ear.

After two beeps, there was a long, cold silence, so long that Ninagawa wondered if she had forgotten to press the callback button, and just as she took the phone from her ear, the microphone suddenly started to vibrate.

Kunio Ninagawa: "There are a few pink cherry blossoms blooming outside the window."

"I'm sitting on the sofa now. The executive brought me cigarettes and beer from outside. The beer is too cold. I plan to drink it later. I have already smoked three cigarettes. The smell is too strong. There is a beautiful woman The policeman glared at me, there was a Buddhist altar in front of me, the Bodhisattva was golden, heck, hypocrisy, if praying to Buddha could make my wish come true, I would have left here long ago.”

After Kunio finished speaking, he took a long drag on the cigarette, and the smoke spread between his black and yellow teeth.

"If you were willing to testify for me, I wouldn't have to be hanged." Kunio scratched his head and wrinkled his nose again, "Is it your fault that I died? Haha, you really are a cruel child. The court is right, you have the blood of the murderer in your body, yes. There is nothing wrong with the blood of the murderer."

Kunio moved the microphone away, and said to the row of executioners in front of him: "Hey, I will trouble you later."

After he finished speaking, he moved the microphone back and pressed it tightly to his ear: "Xiao Lian, don't let me down."

The call came to an abrupt end. Ninagawa lowered his head and thought about the meaning of that sentence for a while, then suddenly withdrew his hand like an electric shock. He vomited violently against a tree, and then retched after throwing up the popcorn, as if his stomach had been turned upside down.

After finally waiting for the vomiting reaction to subside, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and leaned against the tree dying, with a few traces of transparent saliva remaining at the corner of his mouth.

A Popsang drove past Ninagawa, and Lu Zhan in the car let out an "ow", waving his arms and waking up from his sleep.

"Fuck!", Xue Xing glanced back, "Why do you make such a big noise while sleeping?"

Lu Zhan clutched his chest, his heart had never felt so present before, pounding wildly in his chest, his eyes darkened, he touched the button to control the car window, and rolled down the window to take a few breaths of the clear night wind after the rain.

After the discomfort in his heart subsided, Lu Zhan said, "I had a dream, it was terrible."

Xue Xing: "I really admire you, you can have nightmares even if you sleep in the car."

Lu Zhan rubbed his dry eyes: "How long have I been asleep?"

Xue Xing glanced at the time: "It's only 15 minutes."

"Oh...", Lu Zhan held the handle on the car door, his eyes blurred, "It feels like I have been asleep for decades."

Xue Xing pulled the handbrake to stop in an orderly manner, and said in a relaxed tone: "You have watched too much Inception."

"It's really scary! Listen to me tell you..."

"It's all home, let's go up and talk about it."

Lu Zhan only cared about organizing words, Xue Xing got out of the car, dragged him out of the car, held him in his arms, and carried him upstairs with half support and half hug.

There was no blanket on Xue Xing's car. Lu Zhan woke up with a cold sweat and broke out in a cold sweat. His hands looked like they had just been taken out of the refrigerator. Xue Xing naturally put them into the car. In his arms, he looked sideways at Lu Zhan's bewildered look. He rarely showed such a confused and fragile expression.

Xue Xing's heart moved, he tightened his arms, leaned close to Lu Zhan's cheek, and sniffed his body.

Lu Zhan was still immersed in the nightmare, and obediently did not resist. Xue Xing was about to take advantage of the fire and go further, when a thick and heavy voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Seeing the scene just now, Xiong Tao was shocked: "You two...what are you doing?"

Lu Zhan: "Brother Tao?"

Xue Xing: "Brother Tao!"

The two separated immediately, Lu Zhan lost his support for a while, his body swayed, and he was about to fall to the ground, Xue Xing couldn't bear it, and went to hug his arm loosely.

Lu Zhan asked timidly, "Why are you here?"

"Did you forget the platter concert next week?" Xiong Tao held a hanger in his left hand, "The song suit is ready, I'll send you a sample for you to see."

Of the two in front of him, one panicked and the other was an old god, they didn’t look like they had a brain. Xiong Tao was too lazy to talk nonsense, and put the hanger straight into Xue Xing’s hand: “Try the size, if it doesn’t fit, hurry up and tell me, Did you hear that?"

Xue Xing nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, okay, I'll try it when I walk in."

Lu Zhan stared blankly at Xue Xing and nodded, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white.

Xiong Tao looked at his strange expression, felt uneasy, and said "unexplainable", and walked away shaking his body fat.

As soon as Xiong Tao left, Lu Zhan's strength drained again.

Xue Xing had been prepared for a long time, and he caught Lu Zhan firmly, wrapping his arms around his waist: "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhan swallowed his saliva: "It's okay, I'll talk to you later."

After entering the door, Xue Xing first put the sample clothes on the dining table, boiled a pot of boiling water, poured out half a cup and stuffed it for Lu Zhan: "Here, warm your hands first."

The performance costume was covered with a black cloth to prevent dust. Lu Zhan lowered his head and took a sip of water, staring straight at the black cloth.

Xue Xing sighed, and turned Lu Zhan's shoulder to face himself: "Are you really dazed?"

"No." Lu Zhan held the cup and said, "I'm very sober."

Bathed in Xue Xing's suspicious eyes, Lu Zhan smiled: "I have been having a recurring dream some time ago. In the dream, it was raining, and there was an old doctor who was dancing and gesticulating to me. I explained, but I couldn't hear anything. I just stood in the rain, and then the rain turned into warm blood. When I smelled blood, I would wake up. I couldn't hear what the old doctor was saying."

Xue Xing: "Did you hear clearly just now?"

"Yes, I saw the body of the third child, and his blood was all over the floor." Lu Zhan propped his head on his hands, "The doctor said that he committed suicide by jumping from a very high building. No more."

Xue Xing tried to comfort him: "It's just a dream."

Lu Zhan shook his head firmly: "I don't think this is like a dream."

He got up without saying hello, went into the bedroom, rummaged through the box, found the photo frame he found at Li Yu's house, faced himself with the photo side, and sat in front of Xue Xing: "I'll show you something again, but you agree first I, don’t shout after reading it.”

"I'm not the fifth child, so I'm so young..." Xue Xing smiled easily, took the photo frame, and glanced lightly.

"Isn't it just a photo, what tricks can I play...I/Fuck?!"

Xue Xing put down the photo frame, recalled what he saw just now, and moved his body at a loss: "I! Fuck!"

Lu Zhan's face became more serious.

"What's going on here? Where did you find it? Does it have anything to do with the third child?" Xue Xing asked like a cannonball.

Lu Zhan: "When Ninagawa came back from the Lion Stage, she left a travel bag at Li Yu's house. I went to his house to record a show before. Because of a coincidence, I accidentally opened this bag and found this."

"The fifth anniversary...we haven't reached the fifth anniversary yet." Xue Xing turned the photo frame upside down on the table, "How could this kind of photo be taken?"

Lu Zhan: "And look at the face of the fifth child."

Xue Xing carefully lifted the photo frame a little, as if a demon was locked inside, and if he was not careful, he would let it escape.

"Does it look bigger than it is now?"

"Ah."

Lu Zhan buried his face in his arms and took a few deep breaths: "Go and open the dust cover again."

Now Xue Xing's mind is full of Bian Yun's mature face and his smile, he grabs the zipper casually, and pulls it down——

There were four blue and white performance costumes under the black cloth. Lu Zhan didn't even look at them. He turned the photo frame over and pressed them on the clothes.

"Is it exactly the same?"

"Yes."

Xue Xing was hit hard by the second wave of today, fell back to his seat, and finally had nothing to say.

"I think the third child has experienced our future." Lu Zhan said lightly.

"No, I don't believe it's true." Xue Xing pushed the table full of clutter away.

Lu Zhan roared: "Then you just assume it's true!"

Xue Xing didn't do anything wrong, he was dumbfounded by his yelling: "You..."

Lu Zhan grabbed his shoulder: "I have encountered a lot of incredible things. Up to now, it is still like a dream in retrospect, but they did happen and left traces on me."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning like a torch: "Think about it, if this world is like a single-player game, where you can be resurrected when your blood bar is empty, and you have countless opportunities to start over and correct your mistakes, wouldn't death be so terrible? "

Xue Xing was momentarily at a loss for words.

Lu Zhan asked aggressively: "If you have lived with someone for ten years, you love him badly, and you can't live without him, but they don't look down on you at all. You know that you have a chance to start again, would you How to do it?"

Xue Xing couldn't put himself in this situation, and Lu Zhan knew he couldn't answer, so he smiled and continued: "I can't answer, right? Then I'll ask you a simple question, in Ningchuan In my heart, how important is that old bastard?"

Xue Xing shrugged: "Probably more important than all of us combined."

Lu Zhan acquiesced to this statement. He looked at the four costumes, and brushed them all to the ground in a state of dismay, muttering: "Now he doesn't know where he has gone..."

"By the way! Li Yu!" Lu Zhan grabbed Xue Xing, "You can always contact Li Yu, right? Where is he now?"

Li Yu actually sent Xue Xing a WeChat message two days ago, mentioning that he was filming in Nanjing.

After Xue Xing told the exact time and place, Lu Zhan regained his energy, went back to the room and opened the closet, and pulled out a bunch of crumpled and clean clothes from it.

Xue Xing was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"What else can you do, change your clothes and go out!"

Lu Zhan hurriedly put a T-shirt on his head: "You'd better move fast, or you'll have to catch up with your brother's memorial service."