The actor's little milk dog is A and soft

Shen Qing seems to be very good at hiding himself, whether it is keeping a low profile in the crowd, or quickly finding a small corner to hide in an unfamiliar place.

For this kind of thing, he seems to be born with a keen sense of smell like a wolf.

Although the space in the corner is not big, it is enough to accommodate an adult, besides, Shen Qing is really thin.

The wind blowing from the corridor was very cold, Shen Qing was wearing a thin sweater, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

He leaned against the wall and sat on the ground with his knees bent.His right hand resting on his lap held a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.

The white smoke struggled and lingered above the fingertips, trying to break through the shackles of the air and break free from the cage of silence. It was silently hysterical, hoarse in silence, and finally dissipated exhausted, torn apart by the surrounding tide-like air.

Shen Qing looked down at the ground.

The white tiles reflected his face, and his facial features, which were always clear, became blurred, like an illusory illusion distorted by time, like a wishful dream in the middle of the night, which would shatter at the touch of a blow.

Through that illusory phantom, he seemed to see himself six years ago, and Lu Changfeng who was half kneeling on the ground, rubbing medicine on himself.

"How old are you? Eighteen? Come out to be a trainee at such a young age, does your family agree?"

"Don't pay attention to them, just because you are young and like to tease you."

"It's not right here, your balance is not enough, your waist is not upright. Expression, pay attention to your expression..."

"Just now I heard Jason praise you. Is it a new dance? Let me see."

"Is it "Animals"? Nice! It matches your dance very well, it's perfect..."

Many voices surround his ears, drilling into his ears crazily, like a hand and a net from the abyss, chasing and beating him who is desperate for his life, trying to tear him apart and devour him. He dragged him desperately, walking into the darkness step by step.

There was a stage in front of him, and a white light hit it, tearing a hole in the darkness.

He saw the boy with a cold face, practicing alone on the stage, over and over again, tirelessly.

The white T-shirt was wet with sweat and stuck to his body, depicting his lean waistline.

The silver-white earrings shine brightly under the light, like a star born in the dark.

He suddenly heard the sound of something breaking.

He heard the girl screaming.

He heard the sound of an ambulance, as well as the anxious tone of the people around him, messy and noisy...

The world collapsed, and was quickly surrounded, swallowed, and buried by the darkness called death, without leaving any sympathy, and dragged down the abyss and swamp together with that tiny bit of light.

When I woke up, it was already a few days later.

He was sitting on the hospital bed, looking at the video on his phone lightly.

A handsome young man stands in the center of the stage.

He changed the previous style of being as gentle as an angel. In the passionate music, he stepped on his familiar rhythm, and in the warm applause and cheers, he amazed the audience...

Shen Qing saw himself on the hospital bed, and turned off the video expressionlessly.Then he opened the address book, found the number at the top, and dialed it.

beep...

"Hi, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Shen Qing hung up the phone, dialed again, and was hung up again.

He continued tirelessly, over and over again, persistent, stubborn, and even paranoid to the point of madness.

The right ear is the notification sound of the phone not being connected, and the left ear is the voice of the nurse chatting.

"Wow, that's called Lu Changfeng, right? Oh my god, the dance he did last night was really amazing! It's so cool!"

"Yes, yes, I watched it too, it's great! At first I thought he was such a gentle person who could only sing and play the piano. I love the contrast so cute!!"

"I heard that the dance was directed by the famous dancer Jason. It was selected by Ji Rufeng for the first show of "Star Road" last night! Think about Ji Rufeng! He was in the first season of "Star Road" , but no one has been selected! Among the several permanent guests, he is the most demanding..."

Shen Qing's hand holding the phone tightened suddenly, as if he was pinching his heart with his bare hands, bursts of suffocating pain were transmitted from his palm.

The blood that dripped into ice spread to the limbs and bones, piercing every inch of skin.

The phone didn't get through for three days in a row. In the end, Shen Qing only waited for the news that the TGO group had successfully debuted and Lu Changfeng had completely become popular.

And, Tian Duan's notice of contract termination - this is a ruthless elimination game, those who fail to make their debut will be abandoned.

It's just that he was the only one who was kicked out because of a broken leg on the eve of his debut.

At the moment when he was closest to heaven, fate abandoned him again and kicked him back to hell without hesitation.

During those few days, Shen Qing was very calm.

City A has entered winter, and the busiest city has also begun to fall silent.Shen Qing's bed was next to the window, and he could enjoy the scenery outside.

He watched the leaves on the tree every day, one by one turned yellow and fell one by one.

After the second round of the "Star Path" draft, Ji Rufeng left. At the impromptu press conference held that night, he announced his departure from "Star Path" on the grounds of his limited personal ability, regardless of the fans' efforts to persuade him to stay. Resolutely turned down all invitations to variety shows, and went abroad to make movies.

Since then, he has never been seen on TV again.

This time, not only meeting each other, but even seeing that person and hearing his voice became an unattainable luxury.

While watching the TGO with one person missing on TV, Shen Qing asked the little nurse about the situation in Ward 301.

The little nurse was very lively. It was the first time she saw this unsmiling and handsome young man open her mouth, and said happily, "You said that little girl whose face was covered in blood? She was quite alive, and she was fine with so much bleeding from her head. It's just a little confused, and when I wake up, I ask my name and what time it is..."

"You still have the mood to worry about others. Your leg is really serious. It's not recovering well, and I'm afraid you won't be able to get off the ground in the future. What about your parents? Why didn't you inform them? It was the school teacher who sent you here of?"

Shen Qing looked at his hoisted legs indifferently, as if he had anticipated his bad situation long ago, and didn't worry at all whether he would be limping in the future, and his expression was indifferent without the slightest bit of sadness.

The tone was calm as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "They are all gone. That little girl is my younger sister, she is 12 years old this year."

The nurse was startled, looked at his still green face, and stopped talking.It took a while to ask: "Then your leg..."

"Moving bricks at the construction site, they were broken."

"..."

During that period of time, Shen Qing didn't need to practice hard anymore, Shen Qing spent the first vacation in the hospital in several years.

After TGO's successful debut, Jason went abroad to study, so no one came to visit him.

Only a black-haired boy in the next bed would tell his family to bring an extra lunch or a bouquet of gardenias when they came.

That boy seemed to have a very strong interest in him, and every time he looked at him, his eyes always shone with a strange and excited light.

"I have a feeling," the boy often tried to strike up a conversation, and his clear voice was always full of bewitchment that didn't belong to that age, "You are a person with a story."

"Your eyes are always full of boundless despair and sadness, like an abandoned homeless kitten. You bared your immature fangs and sharp claws to the world, and you tried to In this way, he broke free from the prison of fate, but in the end he was beaten back by the world."

"If I say," Shen Qing finally opened his mouth after a whole week, his voice was hoarse as he hadn't spoken for a long time, "is it the world that made the first move?"

"..."

Four days later, all the leaves fell, and City A ushered in the first snow this year.

The teenager is out of the hospital.

Before leaving, he left a pair of white headphones for him to watch the video.

On the day the boy left, Shen Qing received a phone call that was a week late.

"Calling me so many times is enough! I know what you want to ask, isn't it just about your legs dancing with that? Let me tell you, yes, I did it, I did it all! !! Including Tianduan’s termination of the contract! Who told you to be so easy to deceive! You will believe me when I tell you I will help you! Ha, by the way, the performance was very successful, and even Senior Ji praised your dance. ..."

The gentle and elegant young man tore off all the tenderness and pretense of the past, like a criminal driven to a dead end, like a beast on the verge of extinction, finally showing his long-hidden fangs to the pursuer, trying to kill him. To die together, trying to frighten off the one who took everything from him with a hysterical growl...

Without hesitation, he tore away all the good things he had built with his own hands, and smashed them to pieces little by little in front of that person.

He used the cruelest way to make him recognize the truth, and used the cruelest way to let him see the bloody facts...

Let him see with his own eyes how stupid he is.

The bitten lower lip slowly oozes blood, staining the hard teeth.The right hand that was pinching the phone became tighter and tighter, until the fingertips began to turn white, and the light blue blood vessels on the forearm slowly emerged.

Snapped!

The mobile phone was thrown out violently, hitting the wall, and it was smashed to pieces.

The sudden loud noise attracted the little nurse. She opened the door and saw the fragmented mobile phone on the ground. She covered her mouth in a daze for a long time before turning her eyes to the silent young man on the bed with his head down.

His hands gripped the quilt tightly, trembling almost uncontrollably.

The anger that had been suppressed in the calm was finally completely ignited by the merciless lingering and ridicule of the arsonist.

No explanation.

No confession.

Even complacent.

The late call came, but the late justice was finally absent.

Half a month later, Shen Qing was completely removed from Tianduan's name and put into the blacklist for beating Tianduan's artist for no reason.

That winter, it snowed heavily for a whole month.

The boy in thin clothes is sitting on a bench in the park, covered with snow, pure like an angel left on earth by God, he is indifferently looking at the unreachable horizon, with thick eyelashes and the hair on his forehead The broken hair was also dyed icy white by the frost.

One person monologues the first, where to look at the blue sky.

That was the coldest winter in city A's history.