Above, please use some force

Looking at the familiar face in front of me with the unique charm of oriental people, she has lost a lot of weight, with a little stubble on her chin, and her eyebrows and eyes are too thick to melt.

How did you meet at the train station and come back from your hometown?He wondered if his death had made the man regret rejecting his heart while he was alive.

"I... I actually... I am. It's..." He Wen scratched his head, stuttered for a while, and finally sighed.

No matter it was him before, or he has changed his identity now, standing in front of this man, he is still the crying kid who circles around behind the other's ass.

He used to always ask "Brother, do you spoil me too much?", but Shen Cheng's answer was simple and clear "I like spoiling you."

He Wen tightened the plastic bag in his hand, he became addicted after pampering him for a long time, but it's a pity that what the other party gave him was not what he wanted.

Seeing the silence of the thin man in front of him, the corners of Shen Cheng's thin lips twitched slightly: "Three years ago, Daoxiang Village, Z City."

He Wenfeng was in a mess. Fortunately, he thought that being called was a telepathy between brothers. The next moment he felt uncomfortable. Shen Cheng had never brought home a friend, no matter the opposite sex or the same sex, even kittens and puppies. No, I'm usually so busy that I don't even remember my own birthday, so how can I remember what happened three years ago?

Could it be that there was a past between He Wen and his brother?

Tsk tsk, I really can't underestimate He Wen in the past, he caused a lot of trouble, he was fostered, he was in a morbid crush, and now there are encounters in foreign lands and so on.

After a long silence, Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows. Originally, he just wanted to thank that help, but it didn't seem like it anymore. The man in front of him was wearing a simple blue shirt, but he was elegant, and his hair was neatly trimmed. There was a dash of handsomeness on her delicate face, which was completely different from the shy and polite in my memory, and, after too long, it was already blurred.

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." With his slender eyes raised slightly, Shen Cheng put on his sunglasses again, and the surrounding members of the opposite sex suddenly showed expressions of pity.

Seeing that Shen Cheng was about to leave, He Wen subconsciously pulled his hand, but at this moment, a voice came from behind: "He Wen."

He Wen woke up instantly, and the hand that was about to touch suddenly retracted. He pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, forced a calm smile, and stood there watching Shen Cheng gradually leave his sight.

The future is long, he comforted himself.

Fang Jun came over and asked lightly, "Know you?"

"He recognized the wrong person." He Wen looked around, just now Fang Jun called his name so loudly, even though he covered it with glasses, but there was no reaction from the crowd, as expected, he was a star who had faded from the silver screen .

A foreigner walked towards him, seeming to have encountered a problem, chattering to passers-by, a language barrier is fatal.

He Wen had a deep understanding and was about to go to help, Fang Jun walked over first, he raised his heels, and heard Fang Jun talking to foreigners in pure and standard French, he secretly estimated that Fang Jun had lived in France for at least ten years above.

It seems that he needs to spend some time getting to know his agent.

When queuing up to check tickets, He Wen was extremely anxious, and his breathing was a little faster. Even people who were not familiar with the crew could see that something was wrong with him.

After passing the ticket check, he went down the stairs to the platform. He Wen's calves were shaking. He wiped the sweat off his face, and the sound of the train whistle made him tremble even more.

Fang Jun finally couldn't help asking: "Why are you shaking?" Now he can conclude that this man has a phobia of trains, while He Wen used to enjoy the train ride, saying that he can enjoy the scenery along the way.

"I just want to pee." He Wen frowned, and replied stiffly.

Fang Jun gave him a meaningful look, and pursed his lips.

Standing at the door of the No. [-] carriage, everyone around went up, only He Wen and Fang Jun were still standing there.

He Wen looked at the wagon, his already bloodless face turned pale, his whole body was on guard, the conductor and Fang Jun were both looking at him, the former was urging impatiently, while the latter was struggling to hold back a smile.

"The train is a relatively safe means of transportation." Fang Jun lowered his voice, hoping to relieve He Wen's tension.

"Are we together?" He Wen swallowed.

Fang Jun hummed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, this person didn't even look at their train tickets, how much did he dislike trains?

The entire production crew was divided into three carriages, He Wen's berth was in the lower berth, Fang Jun was in the middle berth above him, and the crew lighting engineer was on top, an honest middle-aged man.

On the lower bunk opposite was an old couple, talking with their heads down in dialect. The top bunk was empty.

He Wen breathed a sigh of relief, took Fang Jun's bag and found a bottle of water, and didn't drink it. He just held it in his hand and clenched it tightly, as if he was holding a life talisman. This scene made Fang Jun dumb Mouth speechless.

"Are you hungry? Wash you an apple?"

"No, just sit here and don't run around." He Wen pursed his lips with an extremely serious expression.

Fang Jun's forehead twitched. This man completely changed when he got on the train. He took out his playing cards and shuffled them and asked He Wen if he would come. He Wen looked at Fang Jun with subtle eyes, and was silent for a while, "Thank you."

"What are you playing? Are you playing [-] games?" Fang Jun asked casually as he shuffled the cards again with his head bowed.

He Wen put down the mineral water bottle and raised his eyebrows confidently: "I can do anything."

The two played cards all afternoon, He Wen became more and more energetic, Fang Jun yawned so sleepy, dinner was a box lunch, and the advantage of the soft sleeper was that it could turn off the lights by itself. According to He Wen, the lights should be turned on until dawn. But the old couple on the opposite side asked to turn off the lights, and He Wen was called out one by one by the young men, still feeling uncomfortable with his thick skin.

In the end, the light of compromise was turned off, and He Wen broke down.

In the middle of the night, He Wen sat restlessly on the bed, and turned on his phone to check the time after a while. After a while, he couldn't stay any longer. He got up and went to the aisle to smoke, turned his face slightly, and raised his eyebrows to look at the time in the opposite carriage. Song Ziyu who came over had an unclear smile in his eyes.

"I plan to quit the film industry after I finish this movie." Song Ziyu leaned against the car wall, the choking smoke around him made him frown: "So this role is very important to me, it will be my last movie .”

He Wen shrugged, flicked off the cigarette ash, and asked with a casual smile, "What do you want to say?"

"Last time I made it very clear, He Wen, don't do anything that disgusts me again." Song Ziyu lowered his eyes, his eyes were too deep to see through any emotions in them: "Besides, I don't need to worry about your What are you paying for perverted feelings?"

nausea?abnormal?The reason why that stupid man committed suicide was his face-to-face rejection?

Or take off your pants and ask for a fuck and make the other person feel sick?

He Wen looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, with a cigarette in his mouth, his expression was cold: "My fucking eyes were covered with shit before."

Such vulgar words made Song Ziyu's face extremely ugly. He stared angrily at the domineering man in front of him, and said coldly: "There is a scene in "Broken Cocoon" where we are rivals. I hope you will cooperate and don't cause me any trouble. .”

It turned out that it was because of this that he came to him, He Wen suddenly frowned, the sadness and resentment in his heart did not belong to him, it was so pitiful, he said in his heart, you have seen it, he only hates you, disgusting, damn it Heart it.

A cold and evil smile appeared on He Wen's lips, and his sharpness suddenly appeared: "Song Ziyu, don't think too highly of yourself, let's wait and see."

Inexplicably startled by the sharp gaze of the other party, Song Ziyu narrowed his eyes. He could not see any signs of cowardice in this man, nor did he have the obsessive and hot emotions in his eyes, only danger and indifference. If it was acting, it would be too much So true.

"I wish you good luck." He Wen pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and walked away lazily.

Walking to the bunk, He Wen reached out to pat the sleeping young man on the middle bed: "Fang Jun."

Fang Jun opened his eyes, and saw that the person approaching him was staring at him with bright black eyes, his breath was full of strong smoke smell, this person might have finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, he rubbed between his brows helplessly: " Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I can't sleep." He Wen couldn't complain.

Fang Jun sighed, resisted the urge to growl and got out of bed with a dark face.

From this angle, the corners of the eyes of the man in front of him were a little wet, and somehow his eyes were not as sharp as usual, but more soft than usual. Fang Jun pursed his lips: "Then what do you want?"

"Come up." He Wen said, took off his shoes and lay down in the bunk to make room.

Fang Jun glanced at the two sleeping old men opposite him, sat cross-legged beside He Wen, and said in a low voice, "You have an anxiety disorder, you need to be treated."

"It can't be cured." He Wen muttered, "Tell me something about yourself."

Fang Jun twitched the corners of his mouth, and whispered about his own affairs, his voice became lower and lower, and finally fell silent, with the man's even and steady breathing next to his ears.

He sat motionless, trying to divert his attention when his legs were numb, and stayed like this until dawn.

After getting off at the stop in City Y, He Wen became haggard a lot, a ring of stubble appeared on his chin, his eyes were bloodshot, he felt a few years older, and his flamboyant hostility was gone. Deep dark circles, glasses can not cover.

Fang Jun suddenly teased: "I have to sit again when I go back."

He Wen, who was drinking water, changed his face, and the water in his mouth sprayed on Fang Jun.