My Bamboo Horse is a Star

Huo Zhan wiped his mouth after eating, and began to tidy up the messy things.He raised his legs and walked towards Qi Yang, wanting to throw away the takeaway boxes he ate.Seeing him coming, Qi Yang's expression changed, and he quickly shrank back.

Huo Zhan stopped suddenly.There is a faint light in Qi Yang's eyes, following his movements.

"Are you disappointed in me?" Huo Zhan's eyes were cold and his tone was flat, but the words he asked contained enormous power, as if in the next second, those sad negative emotions would break through the calm surface.

Qi Yang's whole body seemed to be tense, and he shook his head after his neck was stuck for a long time.He opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

"Why thank me?"

Qi Yang's tears fell, and two or three drops hung on his eyelashes."Thank you for coming to me," he said.

Huo Zhan fell silent, he was like a huge ocean when he was deep.

Huo Zhan stayed with Qi Yang in the room, Qi Yang was silent, Huo Zhan squatted on the ground smoking one cigarette after another.He bought a few cans of beer, but when Qi Yang looked over, he said harshly: "Don't think about it, I drank it all myself."

Qi Yang's outstretched hand shrank back timidly, stretched out half of his body, and then retracted silently.Huo Zhan had a cold face, actually he had been observing Qi Yang from the corner of his eye, seeing him shrinking from his words, he felt a little more relaxed.Suddenly, he remembered that when he was in school, his bad temper had already surfaced at a young age, and occasionally he had a fit, and Qi Yang was like a child who did wrong things like he is now.

Huo Zhan is willing to soften his heart, but he can't let go of the face.

While struggling, I heard rustling voices over there.Qi Yang moved and asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

Huo Zhan cleared his throat: "The past two days have been upside down, the school is busy with rehearsals, and several pieces of music have been changed and changed."

Qi Yang: "Very good."

"What?" Huo Zhan didn't understand what he said was good.

Qi Yang said calmly, "You live better than me."

There was a quiet affirmation in his words.Huo Zhan was stunned instead - Qi Yang said this sentence so lightly, as if he was making a judgment for his choice many years ago.

So Huo Zhan turned around, at this moment Qi Yang rolled himself into the quilt as if he was extremely sleepy, and looked at Huo Zhan in a trance: "Can I not read your score?"

Huo Zhan: "I didn't bring it here, next time."

His thin and slender hand waved to Huo Zhan: "Is there a next time?"

Huo Zhan strode over and put the takeaway box on the bedside table into a garbage bag, hesitating—should he come here?After all, he still said: "If you keep doing this, I can't come over to take a look? In case you die here and no one will know."

Qi Yang smiled lightly: "Then you come here." His voice lowered again: "To be honest, I hope you don't leave."

"It's impossible not to leave," Huo Zhan said in a rough voice, trying to suppress the sour feeling in his heart: "There are many things at school. At most, I will come directly from school after get off work. But most of the time I have to write something here."

"That's good." Qi Yang tilted his head, as if thinking of something very interesting, the corner of his mouth curled up: "I still find it incredible, why can you detect that I'm not doing well? Your intuition is so accurate?"

Huo Zhan: "It's average. I have to go back to school."

He picked up his things, picked up the big bag of takeaway garbage, and opened the door.He wanted to say something, so he took a deep breath: "My intuition is usually very accurate. The last time was when you decided to leave school." After speaking, Huo Zhan walked out without looking back, and closed the door behind him .

Qi Yang was stunned when he heard the sound of the door being slammed.Huo Zhan didn't know that when he said that sentence, Qi Yang's face was instantly pale, like a blank sheet of paper.

Huo Zhan just left the hotel without looking back, and drove back to school.

When he watched the children rehearse at school and was finally able to sneak in for a while, Huo Zhan took out his mobile phone and started searching for news.

There have been a lot of news about Qi Yang recently.

Most of them are not positive, they are all about falling out with the agent, falling out with the same actors and so on.

There are also remarks that actors like Qi Yang don't have much work, and popularity alone won't last long.

Going to Weibo again, Huo Zhan saw some people's words, some of them made trouble, Huo Zhan felt extremely glaring.Later, I turned around and found the Weibo of Qi Yang's fans anti-criminal science, and it was a little more satisfactory.

These fans spontaneously turned against gangsters, racking their brains every day to post some cute daily things related to Qi Yang. Huo Zhan looked at it and suddenly found it interesting.

He has never been very familiar with the mentality of star-chasing fans, this time because Qi Yang is somewhat closer.

In the microblogs of these fans, Qi Yang is aloof and melancholy, and occasionally reveals childishness and childishness. In every captured picture, every film and television still photo, this person's eyebrows and eyes are so delicate and moving, as if through The screen sees the outside coming.

Then Huo Zhan saw a photo of Qi Yang who was very young.

He was only about 16 or 7 years old, with short hair and a heartless smile.

Surprisingly, there is Huo Zhan himself in this photo.

When Huo Zhan was young, he hooked Qi Yang's shoulders, and the two of them were very close, smiling brightly and heartlessly at the camera.

This was filmed at school.Huo Zhan still remembers how the photo came about.It was after a group activity, the two of them walked slowly back to the dormitory, halfway they were stopped by a girl from the photography department and asked to be her model.

The two people who were frozen in that moment were really the best years.

Huo Zhan looked at this photo, rubbing his thumb repeatedly on Qi Yang's face.

It was very late to drive back at night, after hesitating for a long time, Huo Zhan began to dislike his mother-in-law, so he went to Qiyang's hotel.After driving for more than two hours, it was enough to convince myself on the way that it was because I agreed to Qi Yang.

Surprisingly, Qi Yang didn't sleep, and the room became warmer.Facing Huo Zhan's doubts, Qi Yang shrugged: "I didn't turn on the heater myself."

Huo Zhan threw his coat on the chair: "Why don't you open it?"

"Experience life." Qi Yang was flipping through something, he raised the notebook, "the characters in the script have a scene about this."

"Is the protagonist waiting to die without eating in a room without heating?"

Huo Zhan was very rude, Qi Yang's condition was obviously much better, but the smile on his face made him irritable.Then it seems to say, look, I know you will definitely come.

Qi Yang told him: "You can take a shower first, the pajamas are in the bathroom."

Huo Zhan went slowly, washed for a long time, and came out in soft pajamas from the hotel.Climbed into bed, turned off the bedside lamp, the people around me seemed to be in a deep sleep.

He closed his eyes in the darkness.

A slight snoring gradually sounded in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yang, who had his eyes closed all the time, moved and leaned against Huo Zhan, as if feeling his body temperature, and fell asleep peacefully.

When Huo Zhan woke up early the next morning, it was already daylight.When he opened his eyes, Qi Yang looked like he had just bathed, his hair was still wet, and he was standing in the morning light looking at him.

He rubbed his eyes, Qi Yang walked over slowly, leaned over: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Huo Zhan decided to go to school in the afternoon, before he could speak, Qi Yang's breath suddenly approached.

Qi Yang kissed him on the lips, and quickly backed away: "I'll order breakfast."

After a busy morning, Qi Yang went out to film after breakfast.When Huo Zhan was correcting the notebook, he was upset, and his thoughts always drifted to that kiss.

There is always a tingling feeling on the lips.

Qi Yang was still indifferent, the two of them were doing their own things in the room at night, he silently came over and picked up Huo Zhan's score to read: "It's not bad."

Huo Zhan lowered his hair and sent a text message: "Well, it's okay, I guess it needs to be changed."

"Perhaps you can be a little softer when each paragraph is overdone," Qi Yang scratched his finger on the paper: "This song is a bit too cold."

Huo Zhan turned to look at him.Qi Yang raised his head to meet his gaze, and smiled: "But I haven't touched it for many years, if what I say is wrong, don't laugh at me."

"No," Huo Zhan took back the score from him, "You're right. Maybe it's clear to the bystanders?"

Qi Yang also remembered what the teacher said when he was in school: "Indeed. We used to write songs together, didn't we just help each other change..."

The doorbell rang untimely.Qi Yang got up to open the door, and the person who came was actually Qi Wen.

Qi Wen acted as if nothing had happened, but Qi Yang was concerned about Huo Zhan, and his expression was a bit unnatural.

"I called you, why didn't you answer it?" Qi Wen looked puzzled: "I didn't answer the text message, is it because the phone is out of battery?"

Qi Yang tightened his grip on the doorknob: "What do you want from me?"

Qi Wen: "It's not about eating on Friday."

"I said I wouldn't go."

Huo Zhan looked up and saw that Qi Yang's expression was a little bad.

Qi Wen immediately mocked: "Why are you so stubborn..."

Qi Yang rushed to continue: "It's Jiang Qin who wants to take the film, you just want him to accompany you for dinner, why do you need me to go? My senior brother has worked too hard..."

"You also know that you are a senior brother," Qi Wen said: "The investors all know you, who knows him Jiang Qin? If you don't want to go, do you want me to go?"

Qi Yang was shaking with anger.This time, the investor is known to like to play tricks on celebrities, men and women take all. He used to avoid this person when he was short of resources when he was rising, but now Qi Wen came to force him in order to support Jiang Qin.

He wanted to say something, but was suddenly held by a warm and strong hand.

Huo Zhan had already stood behind him, and Qi Wen said coldly: "You can go if you want, Jiang Qin won't give Qi Yang the money to earn money, if you want to praise an artist, you can do it yourself!"

Qi Wen was a little embarrassed when he saw him suddenly, but he sneered when he heard this: "Jiang Qin earns money for me, but he is in the position, so it will be bad for Qi Yang..."

"Okay!" Qi Yang suddenly said in a stern voice, "I'll go, you come to pick me up on Friday night!"

Qi Wen sneered twice, turned around and left without speaking too quickly.

Huo Zhan grabbed Qi Yang's wrist tightly: "Are you really going?" He didn't know the complexity of it, he just felt that Qi Yang didn't want to.

Qi Yang closed the door: "It's nothing, just entertaining."

He suddenly became very tired.

Huo Zhan also became frustrated, he went to pull Qi Yang's sleeve, but was avoided calmly.

Then Qi Yang just sat by the bed, motionless and silent, like a pale marble statue.It seemed that a hand had sucked out all his emotions and words, leaving only a powerless shell.

This situation continued for several days.Qi Yang leaves early and returns late, doing his own thing silently, without saying a word.

Huo Zhan tried to break this state, but Qi Yang seemed to be wrapped in a transparent cocoon, at most he would look up at Huo Zhan when he was irritable, and then what to do or what.

Huo Zhan gradually hated himself for being helpless.

The closer the day agreed with Qi Wen was, the more inexplicably anxious Huo Zhan was, and finally couldn't bear to stop Qi Yang before he went out.

Qi Yang just looked up at him, lazily: "Let me go out, I'm going to be late."

"Where are you going tomorrow night?" Huo Zhan looked into his black and white eyes: "I'll go with you..."

Qi Yang laughed, unbelievable: "You don't know them."

"You obviously didn't want to go that day, why did you want to..."

"Don't worry about it, okay?" Qi Yang probably didn't want to continue, trying to go around him and go out the door, but Huo Zhan immediately stepped back and stopped him.

Facing Huo Zhan who was blocked in the narrow entrance, Qi Yang hesitated to speak.He paused for a few seconds, his eyes drooped, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he looked rather sad: "You are not in this circle, and there are many things you don't understand."

"I don't understand, just tell me no!" Huo Zhan thought with all his heart that even if he had never been in touch, as long as Qi Yang told him what he was carrying, he would always share some of it.

In the end, Qi Yang just said lightly: "Why should I tell you?" He looked at Huo Zhan with his clear eyes, really wanting to see his heart, to break through the surface and see Huo Zhan's inside: "What are you? people?"

Huo Zhan choked.

Qi Yang's sharp appearance was only for a moment, and then he calmed down after Huo Zhan was stunned.

He put his hand on Huo Zhan's shoulder: "Come with me to the set, I heard that the scene of tonight's scene will be very beautiful."

Huo Zhan felt that once he got involved with Qi Yang, he would not be himself, he would become extremely hesitant, dull, and even changeable.It was as if some fluffy thing had filled his brain nerves, before he had time to argue with Qi Yang about those two sentences, he had already followed Qi Yang to the set.

The set is creating a snow scene.

The lighting of the crew is very soft, and the lights are yellowish.The snowflakes fell down eloquently, wandering in the light.

An old man stood outside the crowd, with his hands behind his back, turned his head and said, "This is a beautiful but lonely feeling."

Standing behind him is Huo Zhan.Huo Zhan met his gaze and forced a smile: "It's like "A Red Thread"."

"Have you seen "A Red Thread"?" The old man became interested, "Very few people have seen this movie."

Huo Zhan lit a cigarette: "Its soundtrack is very good, I read it before." He stared at Qi Yang in the empty snow scene.

At this time, the distance between them was only a few meters.But it seems that they are separated by a long distance, probably because the distance between Qi Yang and Huo Zhan cannot be measured in meters, but in years.

But the old man insisted on drawing Huo Zhan's attention. He asked Huo Zhan for a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then fumbled for the lighter in his pocket.

Huo Zhan leaned over and lit him with his own lighter.

The old man narrowed his eyes with a smile and asked, "Are you an artist?"

Huo Zhan laughed: "No, I'm in music."