second benefactor

In the middle of the night, the suburbs were full of inexplicable animal sounds, and the sound of "cuckoo" was constantly coming from the pond, which made Tan Sheng upset. He squatted on the threshold with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the nearby The stars are in a daze.

It's quite miraculous to say that there are actually stars here. It seems that the smog here is much less than that of City A. At least there are no stars in the sky like City A.

Tan Sheng narrowed his eyes, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them could be caught by him directly.

Until the sound of slow footsteps came from behind, Tan Sheng regained his senses, and after waiting for a while, the man did not continue walking this way, but stopped behind.

Tan Sheng said lazily, "What are you doing standing there?"

Ye Ziyou took a few steps forward and sat beside Tan Sheng: "Are you still sleeping?"

"I can't sleep." Tan Sheng blew out a cool-looking smoke ring, and said, "I have something on my mind, how can I sleep."

"Script?" Ye Ziyou asked.

"En." Tan Sheng touched the cigarette butt to the ground, and the flickering sparks disappeared. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, "You see, the day is not bad, and you can still see the stars at night."

"I haven't seen it for many years." Ye Ziyou's tone was a little melancholy, "I remember when I was a child, I could see it in the urban area of ​​City A."

"Isn't that nonsense?" Tan Sheng laughed and said, "When you were young, that was more than ten years ago. At that time, there were a lot of small alleys in City A, and they were all high-rise buildings. It's amazing that the world has changed so much in just over ten years..."

When Tan Sheng said this, he clicked his tongue: "Thank you, father of the motherland."

Ye Ziyou didn't reply to him.

Tan Sheng suddenly said: "Hey, tell me, how about I make a literary and commercial film?"

"Why, do you have an idea?" Ye Ziyou asked.

"That's a little bit." Tan Sheng stood up and exhaled, "But it's not perfect. In fact, I've always had this idea, but I just haven't perfected it."

"what?"

"A suspenseful literary film." Tan Sheng pondered for a while before explaining this idea to Ye Ziyou in detail.

In fact, Ye Ziyou wanted to make such a film a long time ago, and it revolved around no man's land.

The male protagonist is a very ordinary urban vice president. His wife and daughter suddenly disappeared one day, and he received a call from a strange person, telling him an address where he was going to put down 100 million. Will come back, the male protagonist checked the location on the map before leaving, and found that it was in the northwestern no-man's land, and he felt a little guilty.

But he set off without hesitation, and met many people along the way, some adventurous, some traveling by car, even smugglers, even passers-by who got lost because of living nearby, and even animals...

The clues formed by various characters made him more and more confused, and he didn't discover the truth until he arrived at his destination.

It turned out that his wife and daughter died at his hands. He suffered from split personality for many years without knowing it. Finally, he chose to go deeper into the no-man's land and be buried with nature.

Many days later, the bodies of his wife and daughter who had been hidden at home were found. When the police tried to arrest the actor, they found that there was no trace of the actor.

After the whole story was finished intermittently, Ye Ziyou was silent for a long time.

Tan Sheng almost thought that the other party couldn't speak anymore, but Ye Ziyou stood up and said flatly, "Let's shoot, it will become popular."

"So sure?" Tan Sheng smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up, and without a word, he stepped forward and put his arms around Ye Ziyou's neck, taking advantage of it, "You've already opened your mouth, so I have to take pictures, it's just me The details of the story are not yet complete and need to be perfected, so I need to spend more time."

"En." Ye Ziyou nodded, gently pushed his hand away, and walked into the room.

Tan Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then followed the other party's pace.

It wasn't that hot in the house by this time.

The nights in the suburbs are already cool, so when a fan blows, Tan Sheng quickly falls asleep.

Ye Ziyou, who was lying beside him, lost sleep.

He looked out of the partially closed window, the tall reed poles almost pierced the sky, black and green were mixed together and it was impossible to tell the difference.

He suddenly felt a headache, and it took him a while to get over it.

Ye Ziyou slightly turned his head to the side, looking at Tan Sheng, who was sleeping soundly, even his brows were relaxed, it seemed to be a very sparse and ordinary dream.

For many people, what they want most is to live an ordinary life, but Ye Ziyou is doomed not to get it.

He couldn't help but step back a little bit, closing his eyes tightly.

At this moment, a hand suddenly went around his body, placed it on his side, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Ye Ziyou's body was slightly stiff.

Tan Sheng said in a hoarse voice, "Are you still asleep?"

"Can't sleep." Ye Ziyou replied in a low voice.

"Good boy." Tan Sheng said in a hoarse voice like coaxing a child, and rubbed the corner of his lips against the tip of his nose, "There's nothing to be afraid of me, go to sleep now."

Ye Ziyou's body was even stiffer, but it was probably because the other party's gentle movements had some effect, and he relaxed quickly after being stiff.

It is a long-lost relaxation.

Ye Ziyou discovered for the first time that Tan Sheng can also be very gentle.

It's real tenderness, not pretended tenderness.

This gentleness was a bit unreasonable, rampant, and crashed into his hard shell and into his soft heart.

Ye Ziyou felt that her earlobe was getting hot.

Unexpectedly, a certain provocateur didn't notice, turned his head, changed a comfortable movement, and fell asleep again in a second.

Ye Ziyou sighed quietly.

When he woke up the next day, Ye Ziyou had already gone out to look at the vegetable seedlings. Tan Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, and he was not used to hearing the sound of gymnastics broadcasting outside.

After breakfast, he followed Uncle Wu's wife, Aunt Wu, to find the two in the vegetable field. When he arrived, Ye Ziyou was squatting on the ground, smelling something.

Uncle Wu said with a smile: "Hey, what's the use of smelling it, it smells good!"

Ye Ziyou didn't answer, and smelled it seriously, Uncle Wu's face was obviously a bit embarrassed, Tan Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Isn't it because of the fragrance, so I have to smell it carefully, to satisfy my sense of smell Is it?" Tan Sheng said and squeezed Ye Ziyou's shoulder, winking, "You think so?"

Only then did Ye Ziyou turn around, glanced at Tan Sheng lightly, and nodded, "Yes."

Uncle Wu's face looked better now: "Our food here is good, pure natural and pollution-free organic vegetables, absolutely no problem."

Tan Sheng laughed and said, "Uncle Wu, you don't look like someone with problems."

Only then did Uncle Wu laugh out loud.