What kind of bad intentions can a foolish deer have?

Zhong Longjie took Feng Yue up to the second floor of the company. They walked into the coffee shop and saw You Lu sitting by the window at a glance.

You Lu seldom comes to the company. When he is rarely seen sitting in the company coffee shop, his quiet silhouette attracts everyone's attention.Even if they work in Bai's, the employees who have long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of beauties can't help but be amazed by the figure in front of them.

You Lu showed a faint smile to the service staff who brought the coffee, and thanked him softly, which caused the barista in the brown apron to blush and wave his hands, "No, you're welcome." He glanced at You Lu from a distance, but was unexpectedly treated gently.

The people around were jealously staring at the barista who was able to talk to You Lu justifiably, and they all found a place a little further away, still watching that figure secretly.

You Lu ignored the half-seeing eyes around him, pinched the small coffee spoon with Ruyu's fingers and stirred casually, watching the milky white patterns turn into whirlpools and drown in the coffee color.

Feng Yue approached, staring at Youlu shrouded in the evening sun, the gentle and gorgeous light of the sunset caressed him, coating his superior and charming side face with a circle of light, his whole person seemed to be shining among the crowd .

Fengyue never forgot for a moment, when he saw Yulu in the movie for the first time, the indescribable excitement rushed straight to his heart,? His desire to see Yulu himself all the time? It became more and more day by day strong.

This is very rare for Feng Yue, who has always been arrogant. He has never felt so tempted.In the past, he only felt such strong emotions when he read the materials of the Yuejing Dynasty.

He has been very interested in the history of the Yuejing Dynasty since he was a child, especially after he knew that he had the same name as the "Fengyue King" of Yuejing IV, he became obsessed with studying this history.Among them, Youlu, the number one luthier, is his favorite character. Every time he discovers new information about Youlu, he feels overwhelmed and overwhelmed.

Fengyue wants to reproduce the life of King Fengyue and the first musician of Yuejing, Youlu. He wants to show the secret and touching relationship between them to the world, just like a kind of oath.

With this thought in his heart, Feng Yue, who grew up abroad, began to study directing. When he finished his studies in the United States, he soon started his first film shooting. The theme he chose was the story of Yue Jing I.

At that time, he didn't dare to test the water with his wish, worried that his level was not enough, and that relationship would be ruined.

Feng Yue became famous in one fell swoop, and a film about the history of country C made by a foreign Chinese has aroused great repercussions at home and abroad. Since then, his film career has become smoother.When his shooting skills became more mature and his resources became more abundant, he prepared everything and finally began to formally prepare for his most beloved movie - the movie about the first luthier of the Yuejing Dynasty.

But who to choose as the leading actor has become Feng Yue's biggest problem.In the impression he carved in his mind, You Lu should be an image of a young man with a cold appearance and aloof temperament. He searched for famous actors in country C, but he couldn't find an actor who was good enough to match the first luthier until he watched it in his spare time. The first award-winning film "The Back of the Light".

The appearance of You Lu, an actor from country C, is completely different from the number one luthier in Feng Yue's mind, but when he saw You Lu for the first time, he was attracted and could no longer look away.

it's him.

He's the one I've been waiting for.

Feng Yue's heart was telling himself that this actor was the only candidate he wanted. For this reason, he contacted You Lu's company and agent many times. He thought things would go smoothly, but he was rejected again and again.

However, Feng Yue will not give up.

He straightened his clothes to avoid any inappropriateness, took a deep look at the figure, and then walked over slowly.When he saw You Lu's face, there was only one thought in his mind.

This is You Lu in my mind, only he is You Lu, the number one luthier of Yuejing.

Feng Yue stared at You Lu, stretched out his hand solemnly, and introduced himself with restraint and gentleness: "Hi You Lu, I am director Feng Yue, nice to meet you."

Yulu didn't stretch out his hand, but raised his face and looked up and down Fengyue with a strange, completely disrespectful gaze, his cold eyes were full of unpleasant scrutiny.

You Lu observed Feng Yue, thinking casually: He looks very similar to his previous life.

Feng Yue looks 27 or [-] years old, with a handsome appearance, a gentle smile, and a gentle and polite demeanor. It can be imagined that he can easily let go of other people's defenses when he is used to talking and laughing.

"Please sit down." You Lu didn't shake hands with Feng Yue, but just raised his chin, signaling him to sit opposite him.

Looking at the unpredictable atmosphere, Zhong Longjie found a place away from them with a wink.

"I heard that you want to meet and chat with me." You Lu said coldly, "Let's talk now."

Even though Fengyue encountered such a cold reception, he still couldn't restrain his emotions, he stared at You Lu with almost fiery eyes, and said: "I really hope you can participate in my movie "Joy", you are the best The right candidate, there is no one else who can play the role of the first luthier You Lu except you."

"Oh, that's it." You Lu rested his arms in a leisurely manner, dragged his cheeks with his palms, looked at the traffic coming and going outside the window, chuckled, looked back at Feng Yue, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Unfortunately, I don't want to Play it."

"Why?" Feng Yue's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said: "As long as you participate in my filming, I will do my best to promote you, and then I will use my contacts to build momentum for you, and I can open up for you Is it not enough to attract you to the international market to ensure your future is smooth?"

You Lu looked at Feng Yue's persistent and serious face with a funny face, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, slightly bitter.He chuckled lightly and said, "Director Feng, please take a look at where you are standing. Where is this?"

Feng Yue didn't understand what he meant, and replied: "This is Bai's, the largest entertainment company in country C, but there will be countless actors and stars in a top company. It is not a wise choice to rely on the company. Only when you have the resources yourself, to be able to create success.”

You Lu didn't care about Feng Yue's preaching, hearing him speak with sincerity, his heart was still flat to indifferent.

He patiently waited for Feng Yue to finish speaking, and then said: "The Bai family not only possesses the ability to cultivate superstars, but also possesses powerful media and publicity energy. And my mother's surname is Bai, do you understand?"

"The conditions you mentioned are not attractive to me at all. So please hire someone else, I can't agree to you." You Lu refused bluntly.

Feng Yue still refused to give up when he heard You Lu's words, "But "Yuezhi" is indeed a good script. I have prepared it for many years, and I believe it will be a good movie. As an actor, why should you Refused? If it's a matter of schedule, I'm willing to reschedule for you."

"This is not a good script, it's full of your imagination." You Lu stared into Fengyue's eyes, saying every word clearly, "Even if it's filmed, it's just a piece of shit."

"What?" Feng Yue couldn't believe the word he heard. Unspeakable indignation and sadness welled up in his heart. He suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you say my movie is shit? ?”

He couldn't bear his long-cherished good wishes to be insulted by such rude words, especially from the mouth of this heart-warming young man, it was extremely hurtful.

You Lu leaned lightly on the back of the chair, took the script Zhong Longjie gave him and threw it in front of Feng Yue, saying: "In your script, it is written that the relationship between luthier You Lu and King Feng Yue is unparalleled, and it depicts A friendship that transcended boundaries."

"But this friendship itself is full of hypocrisy."

"That's not the case!" Feng Yue couldn't help retorting: "I have been studying the life of King Feng Yue since I was a teenager. The relationship between him and You Lu is very deep. They support each other and go through the most difficult times for each other. teenage years."

"And between Fengyue and Youlu, there is actually a secret relationship that is unknown to everyone."

"You Lu tried his best to help Fengyue ascend the throne. His affection for Fengyue surpassed everything else. Even if his life was in danger countless times, he was not afraid, just to let Fengyue realize his ideal and become king."

"King Fengyue regarded Youlu as the love of his life, and buried his body in the royal cemetery. According to countless records written by historians, the only person King Fengyue loved in his life could only be the first luthier Youlu, He remained unmarried all his life, and his heirs were selected from the descendants of the aristocratic family, and he was buried with You Lu after his death."

"One couple for life, isn't this kind of affection considered affectionate?"

You Lu didn't know there was such a follow-up, he had no personal affection for Feng Yue, and he didn't know whether Feng Yue fell in love with him at the time.Hearing Fengyue's reincarnation said these words to him at this time, it was just deeply ridiculous.

He did indeed laugh out loud, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the words from his pretty lips were extremely hateful to Feng Yue's ears, "Isn't this too disgusting?" the young man said jokingly.

Facing You Lu's belly laugh, Feng Yue's fingers curled up and clenched tightly, his face became more and more ugly: "Why do you describe such a beautiful relationship like this?"

"Beautiful?" You Lu raised his eyebrows and repeated sarcastically, "Since you have been studying this history for more than ten years, then you must know that You Lu was killed by the affectionate person Feng Yue in your mouth right?"

Fengyue lost his voice. There are indeed countless materials to prove that the so-called death of heart disease is just an excuse. The cause of death of the first luthier was killed by King Fengyue, who became the king, and became the soul of his best friend under the sword.

Even in his vague dreams, he had seen countless times that the sword held by King Fengyue, who looked similar to himself, was shining with cold light, ruthlessly piercing You Lu's heart, and the blood dripped down, soaking the whole dream.

"So, you actually dare to use 'beautiful' and 'profound' to describe them?" You Lu felt that the appearance of the person in front of him who knew the truth but couldn't see the reality was too cute, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his eyes were cold.

"The beautiful feeling in your eyes is that Feng Yue stabbed to death his beloved friend with a sword, and kept his life at the age of 19, but in the end, because of his own loss, he imprisoned the person who died in vain in the palace tomb. To be buried with him, a hypocritical murderer."

You Lu's eyes were full of sarcasm, "Such a relationship, can it really be called a sincere friendship or a secret love? Is it worthy of being put on the big screen to sing the praises of true love forever?"

"No, that's not the case!" Feng Yue couldn't help defending Yue Jing IV, as if he was trying to distinguish for himself in a hurry: "At that time, King Feng Yue had just ascended the throne of the new king, and his position was not stable. As an aide, You Lu knew He has many secrets, and he is good at guessing the weaknesses of others and using them. If you let Youlu spy on his love, King Fengyue can't be sure whether he will be used by a clever luthier and become an emotional puppet in Youlu's hands."

"As an emperor, he knows that ruthlessness is invincible. The only thing he can do is to strip away his shortcomings. Even if it is as painful as cutting out flesh and bones, he can only kill his beloved, so that he can finally become a generation of holy kings. "

"It's the last resort of being in a high position!"

You Lu applauded Fengyue's speech, his snow-white palms patted crisply, like a slap on Fengyue's face, making his pious and handsome face turn red.

He should blush for his sophistry.

You Lu was almost amused by the person in front of him: "So that's the case. It turns out that the feelings of being a king are so noble, even if it kills you, it is still a gift of love."

"King Fengyue is hypocritical, even his feelings are so disgusting. If he really loves Youlu, then I can only say that his love is too disgusting. Because the love of others hurts the most, and his love But it can kill people."

Feng Yue had no way to refute.

He stared at You Lu's contemptuous smile, and said uneasily: "King Fengyue has no choice. As an emperor, he should have no weaknesses. His dignity cannot be criticized by the world, and his position cannot be threatened by others. But You Lu's Existence has become his greatest weakness, how can he allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch."

"He didn't want to either..." Feng Yue muttered to himself.

You Lu sneered and stood up, "Go away."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Feng Yue also stood up quickly. He reached out to pull You Lu, but a big cold white hand grabbed his wrist, and when his strong fingers pinched it, his wrist bone seemed to be shattered. The pain is unbearable.

You Lu, who was still immersed in displeasure just now, relaxed instantly when he saw the person coming.His brows and eyes melted like glaciers, and there was a bright smile in his eyes. He immediately hugged the tall mixed-race boy, wrapping his arms around his tight waist.

You Lu leaned on Chen Shuye's shoulder and said happily in a soft voice, "Are you here?"

Chen Shuye waved Feng Yue's unruly hand, put his palm on the top of You Lu's furry hair, and said in a low voice, "Well, I'm here to pick you up."

You Lu took Chen Shuye's hand, and put his slender fingers through Chen Shuye's, and the two interlocked, full of warmth and sweetness.

This scene was so dazzling to Feng Yue, it made his heart ache unbearably, with just one glance, he knew the ambiguous relationship between the two teenagers.He looked at You Lu who was about to leave, and murmured softly: "I beg you to think again, whatever you want me to do, I will do it."

You Lu turned around and looked at Feng Yue's almost pitiful face, and suddenly pursed his lips into a smile, the smile was as white as snow, pure and innocent, making one's heart soften.He leaned over and approached Fengyue, and whispered something in his ear with a sideways face, but he couldn't hear clearly.

The slightly long hair covered his lowered eyes, and also covered the wicked smile in his pupils. After he finished speaking in a low voice, he dragged Chen Shuye home together.

"Goodbye, Toyoshi."

The deer's voice disappeared briskly.

Feng Yue's face was pale, and his handsome features were hidden in the darkness of the setting sun.

The movie "Joy" was postponed again, and there was no news for eleven months, and the director Feng Yue himself disappeared.

It wasn't until the overwhelming news reports that everyone knew that the new director Feng Yue had committed suicide at his home in the United States and died due to ineffective rescue.The manuscripts and materials burned at the scene filled the room, and ashes were everywhere.

"The feeling of being stabbed in the heart by a sword is very painful." Youlu's voice was soft and sweet, and it echoed in Fengyue's ears before he died, "It would be great if Ah Yue could feel my pain, If you can do it, I am willing to be the first luthier for A Yue again."

His hands trembled and he clenched the dagger tightly.

A sword pierces the heart, so it feels like this.

Feng Yue opened his eyes wide, looking at the snow-white ceiling, as if he saw the black-haired luthier in Yuejing costume bowing his head and plucking the strings, and the sound of Guqin resounded in the air.

He straightened his arms with the last of his strength, his pale fingers were stained with bright red blood, he wanted to touch that cold side face, he wanted to see the boy smile at him again, and call himself "A Yue."

I'm sorry, Yulu.

I'm sorry, it turned out to be so painful.

The author has something to say: I thought about Feng Yue's ending several times, and finally chose this one.