past star

The end of Xue Xun fell to the ground, and the phone fell into silence.

At the end of the year, the streets of Paris are filled with the festive atmosphere of Christmas.

Xue Xun leaned against the window of the dressing room, the heater was fully turned on, but his palms were sweating coldly.

Outside the window, snowflakes swirl and fall softly, fluttering silently, covering the sky above the city, forming a thick texture, white and dazzling.

The assistant was urging him, and Xue Xunchong waved his hand, his voice slightly self-deprecating: "I just said it casually. I'm going to work first, so go to bed early. I'm hanging up."

Just as the line was being picked up, Wen Yanyu replied slowly: "...give me some more time. Good night."

After being dull for two seconds, Xue Xun stammered and asked, "Wait...Wen Yanyu, you, what did you say?"

Wen Yanyu had already hung up the phone.

Xue Xun regained his composure, and pressed his fingers quickly on the number he had memorized.

For some reason, the connection sound waiting to be connected was particularly difficult to bear, and it took seven rings before it was connected.

"Anything else?"

"Wen Yanyu, what did you just say... what do you mean?"

"What?"

"It's you who said let me give you some more time."

For the first time, Xue Xun didn't want to go around in circles on this kind of question, and asked straightforward questions, almost impatient.

Probably even he himself has not noticed the expectation in the tone, it is a tone that makes people unable to move.

No one wants to get a response to their feelings. He said he can wait and doesn't want to force him, but he may be more eager to get a response than he thinks.

After all, it's been a long time since I was tempted.

"More time, more time to adapt, you know, I can't do anything now..."

Xue Xun quickly interrupted: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Wen Yanyu chuckled lightly.

It's just a light and short laugh, but it's like the winter sun, sweeping down on the snow everywhere, although it's weak, it will melt all the snow and ice one day.

Then, there is spring.

After hanging up the phone, Xue Xun still had a look of joy that couldn't fade away.

Even though he was only nominated for Best Actor, Xue Xun smiled more happily than the award-winning male artist.

When the photos were sent back to China that night, the media couldn't help but lament Xue Xunguo's kindness.

In fact, when Xue Xun returned to the hotel and looked at his full schedule, he was already going crazy.

Film festivals, film exhibitions, endorsement signings, commercial shooting, magazine interviews...

It is still doubtful whether he will be able to return to China years ago.

If it wasn't for image responsibility, Xue Xun would like to book a ticket right now and rush back to China.

It is rare for Wen Yanyu to let go, no longer a negative attitude of rejection, if he changes his mind temporarily...

Xue Xun didn't seem to have thought that his presence had anything to do with Wen Yanyu's attitude.

However, it always feels more at ease when you are by your side.

This unrequited love that made Xue Xun uncertain from the very beginning may also bear fruit.

Just thinking about it like this, the satisfaction in my heart has already overflowed my chest.

Leaving aside Amy's concert tour planning, Xue Xun suddenly felt inconceivable, since when did he like Wen Yanyu, and he still likes it so much, even loves it.

At first, it was obviously only because he was the son of that person that he subconsciously paid attention to him, and then, what attracted him?

Do you feel regret or pity?

How can a person living in the showbiz live in such an ordinary and quiet life, it seems that nothing can leave a mark in his life.

In the end, when this attraction becomes deeper and beyond redemption, maybe he can't pull it out.

Xue Xun was not wrong in his prediction. "Junchen" stood out among the domestic youth idol family ethics dramas. During the hit period, the ratings climbed at an alarming rate.

The screenwriter followed the history to a large extent, and added the part of romance, but the lines took a lot of effort, and there were no strings of words that made the audience caress.Moreover, sufficient funds also make the shooting props, scenes, and backgrounds of a considerable standard, especially the costume styling, which has been praised by many audiences.

Coupled with the popularity of Xue Xun and Dai Qi, even the appeal of the director made this TV series the well-deserved king of ratings in the current period.

Wen Yanyu, who is one of the double leading actors in the whole play, is not surprisingly on the cusp.

Because of its sensitive subject matter and relative investment limitations, "Lost" only had a better box office among similar films, and did not cause a big response. But "Emperor" was different. It was bought by two national TV stations. Propaganda bombed in turn.

At this time, the media's catering to the audience was once again reflected. Several newspapers and magazines with the theme of TV dramas and movies made a special issue of "Emperor and Minister", in-depth dissection of several main characters. Wen Yanyu's family background was not surprisingly revealed. Proposed.

His father was an actor and his mother was a supermodel. They died of illness one after another.

It's just an understatement, and it's not what Wen Yanyu is worried about, but Wen Yanyu still feels a little sad.

What a scene my father used to be, time was so cruel, and where are the movie fans who talked about how to support his father all the time.

Maybe in another ten years or so, no one will really remember that real acting genius.

Thinking of this, the image of Lu Chengchuan whispering in Wen Yanyu's mind emerged.

At least someone still remembers his father.

My father has done so much, done so terribly, and left no room for retreat. In fact, he just wanted that person to remember him, to remember him forever.

It has just snowed heavily, the snow is half-melted, the roads are clean, and the warm sunshine shrouds the city.

Wen Yanyu fed Bai Liu good food, put on a down jacket and scarf and went out, took a taxi and drove straight to the cemetery in the outer suburbs.

After getting out of the car and buying white chrysanthemums nearby, and consulting the cemetery keeper, Wen Yanyu followed his memory and walked to the cemetery.

Although it has cleared up, it is still cold outside.

Wen Yanyu held the flowers tightly and quickened his pace.

There is no vegetation in winter, and the sides of the tombstones are very clean, but because of this, only sporadic bouquets of flowers can be seen in front of the tombstones.

As far as the eye can see, it is bleak.

It has been several years since I visited the grave on my father's memorial day.

I didn't see my father's tomb until I went deep.

The people in the black-and-white photos on the cold marble still smiled, the same as in the past few years. Wen Yanyu put down the flowers, his palms and the tip of his nose were reddish from the cold.

After standing for a long time, he slowly squatted down and said, "Father, I saw that man. He is still alive. I don't know if you should be angry when you hear the news or what. After all...he told me a lot about you Things, including the process of you being together, he still remembers you, and he will probably never forget you in this life, father, will you be happy to know..."

"...Father, I actually hated you. I hated you very much. I not only hated the broken family you brought me, but also hated the same-sex feelings in your blood. I was afraid that I would end up like you... But, Father, maybe I am really a fool, I want to learn to believe..."

"I don't know what the future will be like, and maybe the ending may not be satisfactory, but I have spent my whole life in such a cowardly way, Father, do you think I'm too pathetic? What's more..."

I probably don't feel nothing at all...

No matter what the result is, it is my own choice and I will not regret it.

Moreover, letting myself trust another person, I think it should be a wonderful feeling...

Thinking of someone's almost ecstatic tone because he didn't refuse, Wen Yanyu couldn't help chuckling, the smile was neither grudge nor perfunctory, bright and dazzling in winter.

After "Junchen" hit the air, Wen Yanyu's film appointments suddenly increased. Amy picked out a few scripts, and specially called Wen Yanyu to the company to analyze the pros and cons, and let him decide for himself.I don’t know if Xue Xun has explained that Amy doesn’t treat newcomers just to get acquainted with them, but she takes on all leading roles. On the contrary, she is quite relaxed, and most of the roles are suitable for Wen Yanyu to play.

Wen Yanyu went home with a stack of scripts, ready to read them before making a decision.

On the road, I realized that it was already Christmas. No wonder Chen Yi asked for leave early in the morning to be with his girlfriend.

There are lights and festoons everywhere, stores put up Christmas signs early, Christmas stockings and Christmas trees can be seen everywhere, and there are even salesmen dressed as Santa Claus on the streets.

Taking out his mobile phone, more and more numbers are in the phone book with the increase of notices. Editor Wen Yanyu signed "Merry Christmas" to send a group message, and soon received most of the responses. Various types of blessing text messages emerged one after another, the most special one being Lu Yuan, sent a crying face composed of emoticons, followed by a long series of words without punctuation: I'm finished. I said bad things about my brother to my brother. He heard that he wanted me to spend Christmas at home. I think I'm really finished, especially finished.

Wen Yanyu looked at the text message and laughed so much that he almost bent over.

However, only Xue Xun hadn't replied to the text messages, but Wen Yanyu was relieved quickly when he thought of his work schedule.

Boiled noodles to eat, in the warm air-conditioned room, Bai Liu under the table wriggled Bai Tuan's body and waved his claws to fight in the food bowl.

A Hui's family has completely set up camp at Lu Yuan's house, Xue Xun has no intention of taking A Hua, and Wen Yanyu naturally will not destroy the happiness of A Hui's family, so Bai Liu accompanies Wen Yanyu to continue to live the life of one person and one cat.

Maybe it's time to reunite them as a family on this day?

After eating the noodles and cleaning up his and Bai Liu's jobs, Wen Yanyu put on his clothes and went out with the little white cat in his arms.

After getting on the subway, I realized that I didn’t have the key to Lu Yuan’s house, and I left my cell phone at home. I touched the cat’s head, Bai Liu blinked her big innocent eyes and lowered her head to rub against Wen Yanyu’s finger. The kitten scratches its fur more gently.

Now that he had already gone out, Wen Yanyu simply found a nearby hypermarket, left the kitten at the service desk, and picked out Bai Liu's favorite cat food and small fish to pay the bill.

Going back to look for Kitty, Bai Liu was already surrounded by the relatively quiet Christmas receptionist.

Wen Yanyu wanted to get the cat back in a little embarrassment, not wanting to be recognized by the service lady. After signing the signature, he watched the kitten being molested for a long time before he was able to go home.

It was quite late when I got home, holding the cat in one hand and carrying something in the other. As soon as I climbed to the floor, I saw someone sitting at the door of his house shivering with cold, with a huge suitcase next to him.