secret movie

In the European-style villa full of crabapple flowers outside the house, three farewells were greeted in succession.

Duan Shu had very little luggage, and it was still Li Jianian who drove to pick him up. All his luggage was an oil painting presented by Li Jianian, and a small suitcase, which contained trophies, certificates, and a box containing exquisite cards. box.

Li Jianian stubbornly wants to live with him, Duan Shu always tolerates him unconditionally, so he is about to move into Li Jianian's residence, as an older brother.

Maserati drove past the coffee shop at the crossroads again. Duan Shu looked out the window and saw that the door of the shop was closed, without the bustle of the past, and there was a notice board on the wooden handrail that said it was about to move to a new location.

Qi Yan seems to have the ability to predict the future, and Duan Shu is about to move out, so there is no need to continue his dim sum delivery.

Duan Shu had doubts, but he kept them in his mind quietly, not in a hurry to find the pastry chef hidden in the corner shop.

They will meet again soon.

real meet up.

Lu Zhi's departure was even more sudden. After getting off work from the law firm that day, he followed his father's suggestion and went home for dinner. After that, he never returned to the home where he had long lived when he defected, and he also never returned to the law firm.

Everything in the villa was preserved, and it was kept intact as it was when there were still people living, only the bunch of flowers on the dining table that would eventually wither were discarded.

All his work documents, all his daily necessities, together with this short meteoric rebellious time, were locked in this flower-covered villa.

Aunt Fang was the last person to leave. She dutifully cleaned up all the food in the house to avoid rot and insects. Then she closed the door and left this forever quiet villa area.

The sun was shining brightly on the street, she walked forward aimlessly, gradually passed through several small streets, and entered the bustling business district.

The pedestrians waiting for the red light at both ends of the zebra crossing are densely packed, like a group of tireless ants.There was lively music in the air, and on the wall outside the large shopping mall, there was a huge LED screen, which was broadcasting news.

The high-definition camera was aimed at a vigorous middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with an amiable and friendly expression, as if he was in a ribbon-cutting ceremony, standing beside a young man who was also wearing a suit but had an indifferent expression.

Aunt Fang is very familiar with this face, it is the owner who has hired her for several years.

It turned out that Mr. Lu returned to his family.

She watched for a while, until she was hit on the shoulder by a hurrying pedestrian, and then she woke up with a start, thinking it was time to go home.

After returning home, watch a new TV series, or read the news.she thinks.

At the end of the report, Li Jianian, who was lazily nestled on the sofa, purposely zoomed in on the screen, as if he wanted to see through the emotions behind Lu Zhi's indifferent face.

When Lu Zhi's father turned to talk to him, the sharp Li Jianian immediately caught the fluctuation of Lu Zhi's expression, his brows were slightly furrowed, and then quickly relaxed.

So Li Jianian stood up a little excitedly.

On his way to the studio, the news has already reached the next one: Qi's Industry is in deep debt crisis, and its stock price has plummeted.

Li Jianian raised his eyebrows, and gently pushed open the door that was not closed tightly.

Putting the brush aside, Duan Shu silently looked at the drawing board in front of him, as if thinking about where to put the next stroke.

So Li Jianian knocked on the door: "Did I disturb you?"

Duan Shu came back to his senses and shook his head: "No."

Li Jianian walked towards him, his words full of interest: "I just watched the news, Lawyer Lu seemed to hate his father, but they were standing very close. He hated, but couldn't escape, because The next piece of news is the unlucky Qi..."

When he walked behind Duan Shu, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised, and the words were interrupted.

"what is this?"

The canvas is covered with a rich ivory black, nothing but black.

Duan Shu was looking at the blackness, and his voice was calm: "A room without windows."

Hearing this, Li Jianian looked at it carefully again, and couldn't help laughing: "In a room without windows, without turning on the lights, what else is there except darkness?"

"There are still voices." Duan Shu answered him, and then asked softly, "How to draw voices?"

This question was beyond Li Jianian's expectation.

He raised his head and stared at Duan Shu's face seriously: "This is your painting, you will know."

As he said that, the innocent smile of being ignorant of everything appeared on his face again: "My painting is ready, it is my favorite painting so far, and I will show it to you on the day of the art exhibition, You are the first audience."

Li Jianian had generously and warmly introduced Duan Shu to everyone he knew. The lies he made up in front of the media microphone that day were not all lies. The part except the blood relationship was pure fiction, and he did everything else.

He did transfer all his property to Duan Shu's name, and tried his best to bring Duan Shu into his circle, trying to make Duan Shu a brighter painter in the future.

This almost gave Duan Shu an illusion, as if he really had a younger brother who tried his best to make up for his regrets in life, and wanted to give him all his most precious things without any distractions.

This illusion almost made Duan Shu indulge in this world, unwilling to leave.

Perhaps Qi Yan had anticipated this, so he moved the coffee shop ahead of time.

As long as there are still many unsolved questions in Duan Shu's heart, he won't really be stuck here and unable to extricate himself.

Or maybe, Qi Yan knows that now he no longer needs desserts to maintain his mood, because the stories around him are enough to make people addicted.

"Where are you going to hold the art exhibition?" He asked Li Jianian, "A gallery?"

"Of course not." Li Jianian said mysteriously, "It's a very interesting place, you will definitely like it."

The following time was like a dream. Duan Shu and Li Jianian lived carefree in this house, and the days passed quickly, because the measurement of time is closely related to the main characters and events.

After Lu Zhi returned to the wealthy family, he regained his status and rights, and the first thing he had to do was to take revenge on Qi Wenxiao.Lu Zhi's father also readily helped him. For him, Qi Wenxiao was a handy tool before his only son came back, but after the goal was achieved, he certainly did not allow outsiders to continue to damage the family's face.

Qi Wenxiao's family suffered an accident overnight and was on the verge of collapse. Li Jianian played the news as background sound in his spare time, and would happily share with Duan Shu that the last time they saw news related to Qi Wenxiao on TV was him. He was admitted to the hospital after a confrontation with a friend for unknown reasons.

A vaguely familiar figure flashed past on the news screen, and before Duan Shu could remember the name of the other party, he saw the pale-faced Qi Wenxiao lying on the hospital bed.

Li Jianian couldn't help sighing: "After he recovers and leaves the hospital, he will find that everything has changed. What will he become in the future?"

"Many people should hate him." Duan Shu said lightly.

Lu Zhi's paranoia and desire to control come from a certain kind of absolute self-confidence. Apart from his family background, he does have impressive abilities.And Qi Wenxiao, who only has fun and lives empty-handed, is nothing after losing the money his family gave him.

Qi Wenxiao, who once caused harm to many people, now falls into the mud, will he become someone else's toy?

Li Jianian laughed, and before he had time to imagine those interesting plots, he heard the servant's respectful voice: "Mr. Li, Mr. Lu sent someone to send flowers again."

She holds a bouquet of delicate and bright red roses, waiting for the owner to decide its fate.

Li Jianian raised his face and asked Duan Shu: "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Flowers are innocent."

In the fragrant fragrance of flowers, Duan Shu got up and walked to the studio.

There is no signature on the card attached to this bouquet, and outsiders still think that he is tirelessly chasing talented young painters, but only the person involved knows which painter he wants to give the flowers to.

Maybe it was Li Jianian who brought him great setbacks in court at that time, maybe it was "Duan Shu" who was cheated and let down by him and then came back to glory, maybe it was both.

And Duan Shu understands that Lu Zhi has already realized some kind of hidden fate. Once he let the "Duan Shu" who loved him give up all of himself, now everything is reversed, and he will lose his own life.

The more successful Lu Zhi's revenge against Qi Wenxiao is, and the higher his position at the moment, the more difficult it will be for him to forget this second costly failure. After paying for his freedom and pursuit, the only persistence he has left is Duan Shu, So he will be getting deeper and deeper, no matter how hard it is to let go, as long as he hasn't given up, his life will not be considered a complete failure.

What a familiar plot.

From Qi Wenxiao to Lu Zhi, the previous situation of "Duan Shu" reappeared in them respectively.

Contrary to what happened to them, today's Duan Shu has a brighter and brighter life.

After the end of this gathering, Duan Shu really became interested in painting and indeed got inspiration.He dug out some unforgettable things from his long and thin memories, so he indulged in the studio all day long, accompanied by his brushes. Li Jianian often slipped in to see him, and he sat beside him silently, like a man in a mirror. Reflections, bright colors, lingering eyes, staggered hands, seemingly invisible touches.

Until the day of the exhibition.

The celebrity-gathered art exhibition, the public appearance of the twins, Li Jianian's most satisfying masterpiece, the prestigious Lu Zhi, Qi Wenxiao who is no longer qualified to be invited, according to the rules of the movie story, all sensational elements will come together at this time.

Duan Shu originally thought that this would be the most brilliant climax of the story.

But on the contrary, Li Jianian did not announce the news of the exhibition at all.

The location he chose for the exhibition is also very special, not a gallery, not an art gallery, nor a park.

It's a packed playground.

There are colorful lights in front of you, beautifully shaped amusement facilities, rich colors, and flying balloons, which seem to be full of all happiness and beauty.

"If this is a painting, it has sound." Li Jianian seemed fascinated, "When the audience looks at this still picture, they will hear cheerful music, children's laughter, noisy words... and their own laughter."

He was answering the question Duan Shu had asked him.

Duan Shu looked around. Li Jianian's works were scattered in the playground. The rich and colorful style perfectly matched the world outside the painting.

"Where is the work you are most satisfied with?"

"It's at the finish line." Li Jianian led him forward, and his eyes fell on the surrounding amusement facilities full of nostalgia. "My mother never took me to such a place when I was a child, because she thought I didn't deserve to be happy."

"I was free when I grew up, but it's meaningless to come alone. Until today, I want to bring you here." Li Jianian recalled the lie that came easily that day, and joked, "After all, we are twins who have been reunited for a long time."

His tone was relaxed, but Duan Shu felt as if his heart was being gently pulled: "Then are you happy now?"

"I am very happy. Meeting you is the happiest thing for me." Li Jianian's tone was rare and sincere, "But, I have to leave."

Duan Shu stopped in his tracks: "Leave?"

He thought he was the one to leave first.

"I'm going to study abroad. I don't want to leave, but I need to leave." Li Jianian looked at him seriously, "I guess it's because my mission has been completed."

Duan Shu looked at him almost in astonishment, the meaning of this sentence has exceeded the scope of the role.

"What... mission?"

The bustling scenery around receded, they were about to reach the finish line, and Li Jianian's most satisfying work was in front of them.

"I didn't draw people before, because I didn't like anyone." Li Jianian didn't answer his question, his tone was innocent and excited, "Now the only person I like is you and myself, so I drew us."

On the canvas is his first true portrait of a person, a lifelike man who resembles both him and Duan Shu.

Before Duan Shu recovered from his stupefaction, Li Jianian gently hugged him again, as if he wanted to truly become one with him.

"You will definitely become a better painter than me." His voice rang in his ears, "Because you have a soul, and I'm just an empty shell."

Before Duan Shu had time to ask whether this was what Li Jianian wanted to say to him, or whether it was the self-awareness that burst out after the brain broke free from the script, he noticed that his arms suddenly became empty.

Li Jianian, who was always enthusiastic in front of him, turned into a transparent phantom at this moment, dissipating like fog.

Crystal particles drifted through his body and spread between his fingers. His eyes followed the phantom, and he saw a luxury car parked outside the playground. Lu Zhi, who hadn't seen him for a long time, got out of the car and held a Bouquet of fresh roses.

He will not miss a painting exhibition where a sweetheart appears.

They looked at each other through the cool air, and Duan Shu saw the faint anxiety in his eyes. He was afraid of losing the qualification to enter the venue, and he was still yearning for the love of "Duan Shu".

But what is love?

Duan Shu didn't understand that he was still in the shock of Li Jianian's disappearance, and his heart was filled with great loss, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

He remembered the first time he saw Li Jianian. The magnificent banquet hall poured in like a tide. Li Jianian, who was wearing a wine red shirt, sat under the stage, looked at him with burning eyes, and applauded him sincerely.

At that time, his fingers moved away from the keys, and he couldn't help thinking of the movie he had acted in. The talented pianist who was tortured by a rough fate and a sensitive heart also remembered the most appropriate script text.

[From now on, he doesn't need other people's eyes...]

[He hugs himself. ]

Is this Li Jianian's mission?

After he got acquainted with Li Jianian and became acquainted, Li Jianian never showed his gloomy side to him, and he no longer felt alienated, and devoted himself fully to this ups and downs story.

Then there was the night spent in the hotel, in the silent room, Li Jianian sat beside him, hugged his knees, and talked plainly about his past.

And Duan tried his best, but only picked out the short story about breakfast and the director from his memory.

Li Jianian helped him become real little by little, but before he could think of more past as a reciprocal response, the other party disappeared.

Transparent particles dissipate in the spring breeze.

The radiant memories kept coming, Duan Shu closed his eyes, and chose to leave this world at this moment.

He has many questions to ask Qi Yan.

But when Duan Shu regained consciousness, opened his eyes in a trance, woke up from a long dream, and returned to a completely different real world, he smelled a familiar fragrance, bitter and sweet.

On the glass coffee table not far away, the white porcelain plate is lit by sunlight, holding a tiramisu prepared in advance.