The Road to Rebirth of the Movie King

The venue for the art festival was chosen to be the University of B City near the compound where the old house is located. The stage for the opening ceremony was built in the Plaza of the Department of Literature of University B. Because it is adjacent to the Royal Garden, the surrounding scenery is very beautiful. It is a retro red building, independent in the garden of flowers and trees.

The morning of the opening ceremony is the time for leaders to speak and visit the exhibition. It has nothing to do with students, and the art festival will start in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the sun was gradually blocked by white clouds, revealing a stuffy and uncomfortable feeling, but it did not affect the mood of the student representatives at home and abroad who came to participate in the performance.

The students range in age from 25 to [-] years old. They generally look outstanding. No matter how bad they are, they have good facial features. At least there is no obstacle to being on camera. Everyone is making up and chatting in the background. , there are those who perform drama and sketches, and some who play musical instruments like Jiling... Most of the people who can stand out from their respective schools and represent the school to participate in the grand ceremony are not ordinary people. Ye Changshi recognized it with a casual glance to the left Two of the few performers will be resident masters in the Spring Festival Gala more than ten years later, and next to them, a handsome young man in a black suit will become a world-renowned pianist in ten years' time.

It is reasonable to change him, and now he is going to make some friends to pave the way for the future, but now the one who participated in the opening ceremony is Ji Ling, and being a transparent person is naturally nothing to him, besides, the future development of the great god is comparable to These people are much better!

Taking advantage of the gap between the makeup of the future master, Ye Changshi went out for a stroll. The performance of the art festival officially started at [-]:[-] p.m., and the program list was posted at the door of the dressing room. At the finale position, I thought with satisfaction that these people are quite discerning, and they know that good things should be appreciated until the end.

He walked around the open-air stage with nothing to do, then walked through the crowd, passed in front of the leaders sitting in rows below the stage, and blatantly walked behind a student who was performing magic on the stage, watching how he couldn't face Changing his face to fool people, by the way, complaining about how the magic is not rigorous enough to show his flaws...

As time passed, the programs went on one by one, and the sun was completely covered by thick clouds. The weather in early April, without sunshine, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the wind brought the fresh fragrance of grass and trees in the surrounding green forests. , mixed with a trace of coolness rushed towards the cheeks and neck, the leader who sat under the stage for a long time and sweated a lot finally saw a comfortable smile on his face.

He stood on the stage at close range and watched several performances. After a skit ended, the folk dance show came out. Ye Changshi felt that it was not interesting, so he bypassed these graceful female students and went backstage.

After wandering outside for so long, Ji Ling had already finished putting on his make-up and was staring in a daze in one direction at the moment. Ye Changshi followed his line of sight and saw that it was the young man performing magic with a full face and looking like him. The mother's wife chatted, and looked at Jiling again, with a calm expression on his face, and there was no desire or envy at all!

He walked leisurely to the dazed young man, trying to divert his attention, and said, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten since you prepared in the morning. Why don't I go out and buy it for you..." Halfway through the sentence , he suddenly remembered that he was an invisible person and couldn't buy anything, so he changed the way: "Why don't I give you a bite."

"..."

Ji Ling raised his head to look at him silently, his fair cheeks were shaped and his smooth black hair set off his handsome appearance, his pupils were pure black, reflecting the light above his head, shining a soft and pleasing light. Ye Changshi's heart moved slightly, and he really wanted to hold that handsome face and kiss him a few times, but after all, he still remembered that the person in front of him was just a child, so he resisted this impulsive feeling, and did not act out of moral integrity.

The two spent the waiting time chatting without saying a word. In fact, it was Ye Changshi who was talking, and Ji Ling occasionally responded without moving his lips. After all, there are people in the backstage. Talking to myself, I thought I saw a ghost.

……

The blinking performance has been going on for more than three hours, and when it was Ji Ling’s turn to perform, the sky was almost dark. I don’t know if it was dusk or it was about to rain. The dark clouds began to gather and float in mid-air, and dragonflies and insects circled above everyone’s heads. , the sky turned from white to gray to the color of washed rags. It didn't look too good, but fortunately, it was the last performance, and no one would leave at this time.

On the stage, the host left after finishing the report. A young man in a snow-white shirt took the red lacquer violin he received yesterday and stood steadily in the middle of the stage. After a while, when the venue was almost quiet, the accompanying piano sound slowly flowed out, and he lightly closed his eyes and began to play the piano.

Almost when the first tune was formed, the scene was completely silent. Ye Changshi stood at the front center of the stage, and all the leading audience members were behind him. The time disappeared, and it seemed that only myself and the people on the stage were left under the heaven and earth.

He watched the boy concentrate on playing, his body moved with the soothing rhythm of the music, and the melancholy figure when he looked down on the second floor for the first time appeared in his mind. Every organ of the person fell silent, inexplicably, he couldn't tell where this emotion came from, but music itself is a kind of thing that can make people feel the emotions of the performer, not to mention that the person in front of him is still him. Sweetheart, it is not surprising to feel this way.

The sky did not know when it started to drizzle, and it was clear that the distance between the two was only two or three meters away. Looking at the man in white through the thin rain and mist, his sight seemed to be drawn to a distance of a thousand meters...

The performance was not interrupted by the weather, and continued. The sound of the piano entered a climax, and the sound of the rain was even more touching. The rain wet the garden soil, and the tip of the nose was the faint scent of soil and grass, which made people feel happy instantly. The sound comes from the distant mountains and forests, melodious and misty with the taste of poetry and rain...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but no one got up to leave. Even though the sight was blocked by the rain curtain, they still squinted and stared at the people on the stage. But at this moment, they only saw the beauty of music...

The rain can't affect Ye Changshi, and even the wet mist can't stain him, but the clothes of the people on the stage are already soaked, and the water drops drop by drop along the eyebrows, cheeks, and into the skirt of the clothes. The feeling of loneliness became even deeper. He still had his eyes closed, and small droplets of mist condensed on his eyelashes, which fell down with a tremor.

Slowly, the sound of the piano finally came to an end, and a layer of milky white mist flowed from far and near. With the last note stretching and disappearing into the rain, the player slowly opened his eyes and directly touched the eyes of the audience. He froze slightly, then raised the corners of his mouth, and showed his first smile to his fiancé from the distant future.

……

After the performance, Ling bowed and carried the violin to the backstage to dry off. When Ye Changshi passed by, he saw a drenched man sitting on a stool and carefully wiping the water droplets on the violin with a paper towel. With a few strands of hair dripping with water, there was a small puddle on the concrete floor, and the white shirt that was soaked by the rain was stuck to the body. When the gust of wind blew, the whole person shivered with cold.

Ye Changshi frowned, strode over and grabbed his hand wiping the piano, the skin it touched was really icy, and he couldn't help saying: "The piano will definitely be affected by such heavy rain, if it breaks, it will break." , don't make yourself sick!"

Ji Ling pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and nodded obediently.

Ye Changshi was a little surprised that such a stubborn person didn't struggle. He raised his eyebrows and let go of his hand. The other party didn't look at him. He wiped the water on the piano hastily and put it into the piano case. Going to save it.

"Go back." Ji Ling lifted the piano case and said expressionlessly.

Ye Changshi couldn't tell what mood he was in now, he smiled shyly to himself when he just finished the performance, but now he looked half-dead again, he had no choice but to say "OK".

When Ling went out, he didn't bring anything with him. It was impractical to walk back home, and he couldn't ask the driver to pick him up. The two planned to take a taxi home. However, it was the rush hour at this time, and they stood on the side of the road for a long time without taking a taxi. When he saw a car, Ye Changshi privately thought that this situation was caused by the fact that Ji Ling, who was already drenched in the rain standing by the roadside, was too sloppy, and no driver was willing to take him and dirty his car.

The sky was completely overcast at this time, the temperature dropped several degrees, and the cold wind blew away layers of temperature on the wet body. After waiting for a few more minutes, Ye Changshi watched the mouths of the people around him turn purple from the cold. , I was a little anxious, he himself had nothing to do, anyway, he was not from this world, and the rain would not touch him, so he was afraid that if Ji Ling accidentally got wet, he would have problems, and he would not be able to send him to the hospital if he got sick, so he went all the way. Frowning, he dragged him to a nearby bus stop.

The seats on the platform were crowded with a row of people. The two barely hid under the eaves to avoid the raindrops, and looked into the distance with bewildered eyes. The buildings and vehicles on the entire city street were surrounded by drizzle and wet fog.

About 5 minutes later, the bus passing by the villa of the Ling family drove up. The lights of the two lights in front of the car were blurred and not bright in the rain.

Ye Changshi dragged Ji Ling, who was so cold and stupid and only knew to hold the piano box, into the car. Fortunately, the other party knew that he had to pay, so he took out a five-yuan note from his pocket and stuffed it into the coin with a little stiffness. The uncle driver just turned his head to see this scene, and found that there was no one behind him, so he said to him: "Young man, you have paid too much, two yuan per person is enough, I will give you money!"

Ji Ling glanced at him, then looked in Ye Changshi's direction, shook his head and said "no need", the driver didn't say much when he saw this, he just closed the door and started the car and drove out, just as if he was a fool with a lot of money.

On a rainy day, there were many passengers on the bus, and the seats were already full. Ji Ling casually stood aside and raised his hand to hold the pull ring. He leaned inward, as if he was afraid of getting contaminated with something, and avoided it.

Ye Changshi looked funny, and thought that if someone told this girl in ten years later that she had such a fate with Immortal God on the bus, I don't know what kind of mentality she would have.

The car was driving slowly in the rain and fog. The outside of the glass window was covered with water droplets, while a thin layer of white mist was condensed inside. A passenger in front probably didn't feel used to the crowded and stuffy car, so he pulled away with a frown. The window, the cold wind blowing in, accompanied by thin raindrops, immediately the whole car became refreshed.

Ye Changshi saw that Jiling visibly trembled when the wind blew in, his face became even paler, goose bumps appeared on the arm of the hand holding the piano case, he pursed his lips, Some thoughts suddenly flashed in my heart.

He thought, if he hadn't come back 15 years ago, then did Jiling go back alone on this stormy evening?And according to his stubborn personality, he would rather stand in the rain for half an hour and wait for the taxi than take the bus, and the violin will be soaked when he gets home. How bleak and bleak the scene is... Could it be this Is it the reason why Ji Ling never played the violin again for more than ten years?

The more Ye Changshi thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He turned his head to look at the people around him, and found that the other person's lips were already purple from the cold, but he was staring at the car window without knowing it. His wet hair was almost covered by the car in front of him. The cold wind blowing from the window dried up, and it flew slantingly with the wind, revealing most of the clean forehead, squinting slightly, making the eyelashes look longer.

Ye Changshi really wanted to take out his phone to take a profile photo of him, whether it was to record his lover's beauty in the past or as a commemoration of his being here, but he didn't bring anything with him.

The wind was still blowing, and the windows were rattling. The passenger in front finally got out of the car. As soon as he left, an aunt hurriedly occupied his seat and closed the window with a low curse.

"Is it cold?" Ye Changshi asked.

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking to himself, and just about to nod, suddenly a burst of warmth came close behind his back, and his hands wrapped around his waist, covering his hands holding the piano case, and the warm air in his ears Along with the words came: "I won't get in the rain here, if I hold you, it should be warmer."

No one in the car could see the hugging posture of the doggy man behind his back, and Jiling was the only one who was stiff. Almost the moment he realized that he was being hugged, his ears turned red all over. The temperature came gradually from the place where the people behind him touched. It was clearly a normal body temperature, but it made his heart beat thumpingly, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Jiling maintained this position without moving. This was the first time he had been approached by someone in this way since he could remember. Logically speaking, being hugged by a man should be repulsive, but it was probably on this day. I have been exposed to too much wind and rain, and my body is too cold. I can't help but want to get closer to a warm place...

The car drove through one stop after another, about half an hour later, the two successfully returned home. At this time, the huge villa was empty and deserted, only the sound of lonely raindrops.

After entering the house, Ye Changshi urged Jiling to take a shower and change clothes. The other person moved slowly, his face was a little red, and his reaction was also slow. He sneezed twice after putting down his things.

"Have a cold?" Ye Changshi asked, reaching out his hand to touch his forehead, the temperature he felt on the back of his hand was abnormally hot, his heart skipped a beat, and he muttered: "I have a fever, I'm going to die, my invisible How can someone send you to the hospital alone?"

Ji Ling glanced at him indifferently, said "I won't go to the hospital", and then went upstairs with his things and went back to his room.

"If you don't go to the hospital, take some medicine first, and take a bath after taking the medicine." Ye Changshi skillfully found the medicine box and took out the antipyretic medicine and followed behind.

Ji Ling didn't respond, he clearly refused to take the medicine, and after entering the room, he quickly picked up his pajamas and hid in the bathroom, but Ye Changshi quickly grabbed him out before closing the door.

"Be obedient, take the medicine first, or take a bath and the cold will be worse, I have to act a ghost seeking a doctor." He persuaded him to pour a glass of water, then took the medicine in one hand and the water in the other hand while resisting to eat In front of the child who took medicine, his expression was irreversible determination.

Ji Ling pursed his lips, unable to do anything, took the medicine and swallowed it whole, his face, which was flushed due to the fever, turned paler.

Ye Changshi patted him on the back, his expression softened, and he comforted him: "Okay, you'll be a good boy after taking the medicine, good boy, go take a bath, and godfather will cook some porridge for you."

Ji Ling: "..."

……

When I came out of the shower, the sky was already dark, and there was a layer of water droplets on the outside of the window, leaving streaks of water when I passed by, and I could hear the pattering rain, pattering on the eaves , After listening to it for a long time, I still feel that it has a rhythm.

Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, that is, Ling was groggy and didn't want to eat. After getting out of the bathroom, he lay down on the bed, and his consciousness became blurred after a while...

I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep for this sleep, and I just feel that my body is sweating all the time, and the sticky between the legs on the back is very uncomfortable. He just kicked off the quilt, and his body just cooled down, and someone turned his whole body Wrapped up, he was suddenly hot and anxious, but he was too weak to break free. He frowned and opened his eyes. His gaze swept across the darkness, and he saw a person with his back facing the bed taking off his clothes and lying on the bed. Beside him, he immediately put an arm around his waist naturally.

The skin on the man's body was cool, and Ji Ling felt very comfortable. His brows gradually relaxed, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation to pick up the man and hugged him into his arms. Ask: "Do you like me?"

He replied in a hoarse voice, "I like it."

……

Ye Changshi's last memory 15 years ago was on the sound of "like". When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he had already returned to the bamboo building. He stood in front of the old bronze roulette for a long time. God, I can’t help worrying about whether Ling’s fever has subsided, whether someone will take care of him when he is sick, whether he will be unhappy when he wakes up and can’t see himself... He was worried a lot, and wanted to go back and have a look, but reached out to touch the I went to the black characters in the center of the roulette, but there was no response.

He sighed, and had to accept the reality, thinking that it would be good to come back, since Ji Ling is fine now, the disease shouldn't have had much effect on him back then.

Ye Changshi sorted out his thoughts, turned on his phone and looked at the time, and found that he had been here for half a month, and less than an hour had passed here, so there was no need to worry that someone would not see him angry when he came back.

Turning around, he walked to the study and closed the door of the secret room. He planned to call Ji Ling to ask him if he had any more memories about himself 15 years ago. The whole suit hurried over from the bamboo forest path, and the leather shoes quickly landed on the stone path making a "tapping" sound. Listening to the rhythm, one can imagine the tense expression of its owner.

The anxious expression on Ji Ling's face calmed down when he turned the corner and saw Ye Chang, and then he let out a breath and slowed down his pace.

Ye Changshi stood there without moving, and when the other party walked in front of him, he raised his head and asked, "Did you remember something from the past?"

"En." Ji Ling responded, and the memory that suddenly popped up was as clear as if it had happened not long ago. The feeling of waking up to find that the building was empty was so bad that he went straight out of the activity halfway. Exit and rush over to make sure the person is still here.

Ye Changshi raised the corner of his mouth, kissed him on the face, took two steps back and took out the question he asked not long ago when he was confused and took advantage of him: "Does Brother Ling'er like me?"

Jiling looked at him, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "I like it, I like it all."

The bamboo forest is pure and elegant, and the whole piece looks like a piece of green jade, and the man's smile is also set off softly and flawlessly, enough to be engraved on the heart for a lifetime.

They fall in love with a person, and then fall in love with the world.

【End of the show】