past star

Wearing sunglasses and a scarf, he sneaked out of Jing Cheng's artist dormitory.

Halfway through, I realized that I forgot to take my mobile phone, and it was too late to go back.

There are security guards outside the dormitory area, and it is still cold, but there are a lot of fans around outside.

Wen Yanyu turned out from the side door and looked at the signs they held up from a distance.

"Gay son! Get out!"

"Perverted! Disgusting!"

This is what he heard the most these days.

Even though he lived in the dormitory area, he couldn't stay out of the house all the time, after all, he still had some work that he had done half of before.

Unexpectedly, whoever discovered it that time, after a scream, there was a lot of abuse, and occasionally eggs were thrown on the nanny's car, and the car was blocked by fans and couldn't move forward.

Wen Yanyu never knew that those seemingly gentle and kind girls could use such vicious words to insult another person even if they didn't know each other.

Homosexuality and AIDS repeatedly appeared in his ears.

It's as if all the bloody past has been stripped away, exposed to the bright sun, and the unhealed wounds have been repeatedly trampled on.

So ugly, so embarrassing.

Wen Yanyu, who was sitting in the car, tried his best to maintain calm, but his hands were constantly shaking.

After that announcement was messed up by fans flocking to him, his work was completely stopped.

The original commercials were temporarily replaced, and the scripts received also changed roles.

In such a situation, Xue Xun was the only one who supported him to go on and face the past that he was least willing to face.

Xue Xun said to him: Don't leave.Give me a chance, let me prove that I can afford it, I can give you happiness, and I will not repeat the same mistakes and let you follow your father's old path.

he believe.

So he waited and held on.

Quickly hailed the car and went to the airport. In this weather, even if you wrap up tightly, you won't be noticed.

When I submitted the visa in transit, I was only looked at a few more times.

At the airport in a foreign country, there are already people waiting, and various scenes outside the Mercedes-Benz are changing rapidly.

Everything was swift and logical, but Wen Yanyu remained silent.

Tall and strange buildings, clean and less crowded streets, all kinds of signboards and street lights.

It is reflected in the pupil, and diffuses along the light in the pupil.

Enter the hospital through a special passage.

It was still the faint smell of disinfectant that he was not used to.

When entering the ward, Wen Yanyu saw Xue Xun's mother.He probably also thought about meeting Xue Xun's family, but he never expected it to be on such an occasion.

Her face was slightly pale due to illness, but her hair was combed meticulously. She wore a blue waistcoat over her snow-white hospital gown. A kind of noble meaning.

"sit down."

Wen Yanyu stood up straight and bowed to Mother Xue first: "It's the first time we meet, Auntie, hello." Then, he sat down sideways, with a polite and neither humble nor overbearing manner.

In fact, the old lady was a little surprised when she saw Wen Yanyu for the first time.

According to her impression, people who come out of the entertainment industry, no matter men or women, always have a lingering air of prostitution, and there is a kind of show off in every gesture, and since this boy can confuse her son, he would rather be deceived. If he beats and scolds himself and refuses to give up, he must be a beautiful, charming and even feminine person.

But Wen Yanyu is really not like...he is not beautiful or outstanding enough.

At first glance, except for the slightly handsome face of ordinary people, the rest are very ordinary, even worse than her son. If she didn't know it in advance, she would almost suspect that this is the homosexual who seduced her son.

Xue's mother frowned secretly, but she still made up her mind.

"Don't call me aunt yet. Are you Wen Yanyu?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Why are you willing to leave my son?"

Wen Yanyu was taken aback by the straightforwardness, and then slowly said: "After Xue Xun left me."

What Wen Yanyu didn't know was that at the same time, Xue Xun was frantically looking for him.

In the past few days, Xue Xun has no fewer things to deal with than Wen Yanyu. He has a lot of work on hand that cannot be delayed at all. Within a few days, he was chased and intercepted by reporters, fans, and film fans. The high-level calls were also one after another. Jing Cheng's original intention It is understandable to give up Wen Yanyu to protect him. It took him a lot of effort to persuade the higher-ups to agree to keep the two, and wait for the matter to cool down.

After all this was done, Xue Xun took the time to call Wen Yanyu, but what he didn't expect was that there was a long connection sound from the other end of the phone, but no one answered.

In a hurry, Amy asked Wen Yanyu to contact Wen Yanyu, only to find that Wen Yanyu was missing!

Xue Xun, who was running around in the car, seemed to be discouraged.

He never expected that Wen Yanyu would leave again. After chasing him once or twice, Wen Yanyu let him down again and again.

How to dial is still the formula of "the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please dial later"...

Xue Xun threw away the phone annoyedly and pursed his lips.

Wen Yanyu didn't believe him.

I don't believe that he can handle it well, and I don't believe that he can protect him.

Even Xue Xun, who has always been confident, began to doubt whether what he did was worth it, whether it was his wishful thinking from the beginning to the end.

He forced Wen Yanyu, he forced Wen Yanyu, he thought it was good for Wen Yanyu, people can't live without learning to face it, he also thought that Wen Yanyu had gradually forgotten, began to accept him and fell in love with him He, but...why could Wen Yanyu easily choose to leave with just a little trouble?

Leaning back on the cushion, Xue Xun picked up the phone and dialed it again.

"You really don't want to leave?"

Wen Yanyu repeated his answer again.

The old lady sneered: "Is it because you are abnormal and you want to drag my son along with you? Xiao Xun also had a girlfriend before. He is different from you, except that you insist on dragging him. I don't think so. There is no reason for Xiao Xun to be so devoted to a man."

It was more or less euphemistic, Wen Yanyu's face was still a little pale.

But he still answered word by word: "I am indeed gay. But the relationship between me and Xue Xun is no different from that of ordinary men and women falling in love."

"How can it be the same? Can you get married and have children, and carry on the family line? Go back to China and see, will anyone understand? What kind of eyes will people look at you, have you ever thought about it? Falling in love, you Do you think you can fall in love as long as you like each other? Hastily said that you want to be together, have you thought about what will happen after being together, can you bear that kind of pressure?" The old lady took a soft breath, "You are both two You are in your teens, it’s not that you don’t understand everything in your teens, do you still need me to tell you these things?”

Wen Yanyu listened quietly, until the old lady stopped talking, and then slowly said: "I can bear it, and I think Xue Xun should be able to."

The voice is a little hoarse, but the words are firm.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "I heard that your father is also..."

Unexpectedly, the old lady would say this, Wen Yanyu's face became paler: "Yes."

"Then why your father passed away, you know very well, don't you want to learn from him?"

Every word is like a sharp knife, breaking the heart and breaking the bone.

Wen Yanyu's face was so ugly that even the old lady realized whether her words were too much.

Just when he was about to say something more, Wen Yanyu had already opened his mouth, the pain in his voice could not be concealed, and the words became extremely difficult: "He is him, and I am me."

For a moment, the ward became extremely quiet.

A slight sigh filled the ward.

Colorful carnations spread their branches in brand-new vases, and the air conditioner blows a warm breath. The room is very warm, and even a thin layer of mist is still stuck on the glass.

The old lady said in a low voice: "I was talking too much. I can see that you are not a bad boy, but...why do you have to be a boy? Xue Xun's father passed away early, and I was alone. When their brothers and sisters grow up, what they hope is that when they grow up, they will find a good job, have a happy family, and have a harmonious family.”

The old man's tired voice was as gentle as a whisper in the gentle space.

"...If Xiao Xun only likes boys, it doesn't matter, but he can like girls. It can be seen that he likes you very much, and you like him very much, but you have only known each other for a long time, I am afraid it is only a year at most, a year How deep can your relationship be? Is it worth it to ruin your whole life for this year’s relationship? Which mother doesn’t want her child to be happy, now that she broke up, Xiaoxun may be very sad, maybe very sad, at most He will slowly forget in a year or two, and then he will still get married and have children. Impulsive now, can you guarantee that your relationship can support public opinion, criticize society and condemn for a lifetime? What's more, once you are persistently together, Xiao Xun's career will be very promising It may be destroyed once, I watched him spell it out bit by bit, how hard it is, I, a mother, know better than anyone else..."

"...Son, you can't be so selfish as to just look at the present. Even if you are an old lady, I beg you, please let my son go. As long as you are willing to let go, he won't pester you..."

Sitting quietly beside the old lady, Wen Yanyu lowered his head.

About seven or eight years ago, there was also such a mother, who sat in front of him with a haggard appearance, whispering.

I can’t remember what I said, but it probably means that my mother may not live long, so take good care of yourself, and don’t learn from your bastard father in the future, and consider other people’s feelings when doing things.

He lay on his mother's bedside crying, begging his mother not to leave.

Mother rubbed his head and smiled foolishly.

Thinking back to today seven or eight years later, Wen Yanyu's heart aches heavily.

Gradually, he heard a voice.

"Then, what do you want me to do? Break up with Xue Xun?"