wind blowing

The nearby supermarket is only about 200 meters away from home. Because it is the morning of weekdays, there are not many people in the supermarket, and the most people are uncles and aunts who get up early to grab fresh vegetables.

This somewhat made Jing Yu heave a sigh of relief.

Less people around... less shame.

Fu Fenglan didn't care whether there was anyone around at all.

He lazily said: "Don't you want to eat jelly, brother will buy it for you."

An aunt passed by and stared at them curiously.

On the one hand, it is because Fu Fenglan has broad shoulders and long legs, wears a vertically striped long-sleeved shirt and trousers, has a deep and magnetic voice, and has a coquettish smile, which is really eye-catching.

on the other hand……

Jing Yu didn't look like she was at the age where she was obsessed with jelly.

Jing Yu blushed slightly: "Don't say it so loudly..."

He dragged Fu Fenglan to the bulk snack area.

Although there are not many people in the supermarket, the salespersons are walking around, and popular songs are played softly on the radio from time to time, which is really difficult to get into the drama.

Fu Fenglan leaned over.

Pretending to pick jelly, waiting for him to speak.

Jing Yu tried several times, but couldn't get rid of the shame of being in the crowd.

so weird...

It's like falling into the deep sea, and the fish around are swimming freely.

He alone, without fins or gills, could only flop around awkwardly and embarrassingly.

That feeling of being out of place by accidentally falling into a different world.

Anxiety that is hard to put yourself in place.

Fu Fenglan slightly turned his gaze to the side and stared at him.

Seems to notice his awkwardness.

"What's the matter?" He picked up a grape jelly, as if there was no reason, "It's been a long time since I went to the supermarket with my brother, are you not used to it?"

Jing Yu was startled slightly.

Realizing that Fu Fenglan was bringing him into the play, he tried his best to overcome his discomfort, and continued: "...It's because you haven't been home for a long time."

"My brother has a girlfriend to accompany you. You will know when you grow up. When you grow up, you will also have a beautiful girlfriend. You will surround her like a puppy every day."

"That's you, I won't."

After speaking, the sense of shame seems to have eased a lot.

Fu Fenglan chuckled: "Why do you say that? This is not something to lose face."

"..."

"It's a very happy thing to be around someone you like like a puppy."

Jing Yu tries hard to put herself into the role.

He thought, if he was really that boy, what would he be thinking at this moment?

What might have happened between them?

……

...I really like my brother.

I've loved it since I was a kid.

He would follow behind his brother like a follower, help him hold his clothes when he was playing basketball, uncap the mineral water bottle for him, and watch the beads of sweat glowing on his wet forehead.

Even if the homework is very simple, he will deliberately pretend that he does not know it, and pester him for a long time.

The first object of the nocturnal emission was my elder brother. When I woke up, I was ashamed and excited, and continued to have a painful and hopeless secret love in conflicting moods.

He threw away the love letter that the girl asked him to hand over to his brother with a blank expression.

Declining the invitation of his classmates, he hurried home just because his brother might come home for dinner.

But my brother only likes girls who are fragrant and soft.

Even if I like boys.

It couldn't be him either.

……

Thinking of this, Jing Yu suddenly felt sour in her heart.

He picked up this story on a whim, because a few months ago he saw a Spanish same-sex literary film in which the protagonists were a pair of half-brothers.

Fu Fenglan asked him to lead the plot of the story, and in a hurry, he made the story come true.

But seeing it is different from experiencing it for yourself.

Before that, he had never thought deeply about the psychological activities of the protagonist.

He knows the protagonist is in pain, but he doesn't know why he is in pain;

Knowing that this relationship is fruitless, but before the "no result", the protagonist must have made many "fruitful" assumptions and fantasies.

The hope in the soap bubble is the most splendid but also the most fragile.

You don't need to poke it, just blow it lightly, and it will burst.

There is no fault of those who can blow.

There is nothing wrong with soap bubbles.

That's the real meaning of this story.

Fu Fenglan saw that he was dumbfounded and said softly: "Is there still no way to get into the play?"

Jing Yu was startled, and only then came back to her senses.

He embarrassedly expressed his thoughts, thinking that Fu Fenglan would be angry because he had neglected his duties and did not perform his role as a supporting role well.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Fu Fenglan, he nodded and said: "The character analysis is very good, and it is more improved than last time."

He also said, "That movie is "Blue Bellflower in Santiago"?"

Jing Yu was pleasantly surprised: "Have you seen it too?"

Fu Fenglan: "I contacted and introduced domestic translations."

Jing Yu was really taken aback.

Although this kind of niche literary and artistic film has a bright award, it has no box office value, and it is even less likely to be shown in popular theaters. Few people in China know about it, and generally there is no hope of introducing it.

Even if you intend to introduce it, you have to accept layers of scrutiny, which is not so easy to do.

If you want to advance, you must have a certain network of film circles.

The Chu Group is rich and powerful, and it has flourished in the field of TV dramas.But after all, it has been established for a short time and its foundation is not stable. What it lacks is precisely the contacts in the film industry.

To put it bluntly, there are not many people in the film industry in their company.

How did Fu Fenglan know people in the film industry?

Why did Qiu Mingyang never mention it? ?

The entertainment industry is a mixed bag. When he met those people, was he bullied or taken advantage of? ? ?

Jing Yu was in a complicated mood.

On the one hand, it was a surprise that he and Fu Fenglan fell in love with the same movie by coincidence.

On the other hand, Fu Fenglan's life circle is not as simple as he imagined, from nine to five, clocking in and leaving get off work.

He has his own social circle, and there are many private affairs that he does not understand.

It seemed as if he suddenly discovered that Juanjuan didn't come home at night because he was playing with other coquettish and cheap dogs outside.

He suddenly felt helpless.

Fu Fenglan said: "I happen to have a dish at home, we can watch it together when I go back later."

Jing Yu was a little frustrated and a little bit happy: "Yes."

"Can we continue then?"

Jing Yu: "Um...huh?"

"You don't want to take advantage of the opportunity, do you?" Fu Fenglan frowned, "Don't you want to eat jelly...brother."

Jing Yu's face turned red.

Knowing that Fu Fenglan deliberately annoyed him, but there was no way to avoid it. After all, he was the one who proposed the character design of the story on his own initiative, and he still had to fulfill his responsibilities as a coordinator.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue acting: "Then I want this white peach jelly."

"The others."

"No more."

"No way, did you come here on purpose just to buy jelly?" Fu Fenglan stroked his ear gently with his fingers, with a loving brotherly look, as if dusting off a wisp of dust for him, "Listen before you go out I thought you were jealous of what you said."

"Eat...what vinegar."

Fu Fenglan frowned: "Eat my girlfriend's jealousy."

They were talking, carrying bulk jelly, turned around and saw a corner.

As soon as they turned the corner, they saw two girls looking at them in shock.

Jing Yu realized that they had heard the conversation just now, and her face quickly turned red:

"What's the matter!"

Fu Fenglan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled vaguely.

The smile is a bit bad.

It's kind of... the evil of high school boys' pranks.

He turned his face slightly, and said to Jing Yu: "Ah, so I misunderstood?"

Jing Yu: "..."

"But, I think it's such a misunderstanding... what should I do?"