Lofty future

My whole body was numb, my shirt was soaked in cold sweat, my ears were filled with air like when a plane landed, and my ears were buzzing.His heartbeat and pulse were unbelievably fast, and he covered his heart with his palm, wondering if he would die suddenly.

Wu Chong massaged me behind my back, chatting to appease me.

For a while, my hearing was extremely sharp. Not only could I hear a needle drop inside the house, but I could also hear clearly what was going on in the reception room outside and the tea room a few rooms away.

The world seems to have removed all barriers in my ears, and the air is dedicated to serving me, sending all sounds to my ears clearly and unmistakably.

Slowly, slowly, after a long time, the hearing returned to the normal level, and the barriers and noises of the world returned.I lowered my head to feel the state of hearing again, without saying a word.

After my physical reaction calmed down, Wu hurriedly poured me a glass of water, pulled a chair and sat opposite.

This treatment is not over yet.I took the cup and slowly raised my face to meet him.

"Are you okay?" His voice sounded a bit older than in the illusion, but it gave off a more down-to-earth feeling, which is really a natural psychiatrist.

"Not good." I held the cup, feeling my hands trembling involuntarily.Looking down, it was normal again.

I told him the split feeling, and he turned around and took out a tool bag from the bag he was carrying.First, I listened to my heartbeat, then checked my eyeballs, and took my pulse.

"It's nothing, I was just scared." He sat back, "Do you remember what happened just now?"

I fixedly looked at him: "What do you say?"

He was indifferent to the look in my eyes, with a calm and well-informed look: "Just remember. Your previous physical symptoms are essentially a self-protection mechanism, representing a deep escape. As long as you don't escape , the body will naturally gradually relax, and the hearing function will return to normal."

I said nothing, just stared at him silently.

"What's wrong? Didn't understand? Then let me say it again, you..."

"Understood." I denied the interruption, and did not intend to tell him the extent of my recovery.In fact, I'm not going to tell anyone yet. "I'm a little tired, can today be over?"

"Of course." He patted me on the shoulder, "Take a good rest, do you want me to give you a deep sleep?"

"Need not."

"What about sleeping pills?"

"No need."

"It's fine, rely on yourself." He joked, packed the medical kit and white coat into the travel bag, and left.

I got a good night's sleep and had a good night's sleep.The main reason is that I was too tired, lying on the sofa in the editing room as if I was exhausted, and fell asleep like drowning as soon as I closed my eyes.

It's so deep that even dreams can't submerge, it's hard to tell whether it's asleep or in a coma.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and I inhaled a familiar fragrance in my nostrils.I'm not sensitive to smells, but this one was particularly impressive.

It was the day we reunited with Chi Xue in April, the smell of perfume on his body came from a blanket covering my body.

There were no lights on in the editing room, only the dim light of the computer screen illuminating the walls.Chi Xue sits behind the computer, wearing headphones on his head, and devotes himself to his works.

He still maintains the makeup and part of the clothing that he went out to shoot during the day. With the blessing of the shape, his already delicate face is more three-dimensional and deep.The computer seemed to be lighting him up, making him look like... some kind of dangerous character in the dark night.

If I had a camera in my hand, I would be able to take a set of photos of him that no fashion magazine can make.

Those magazines and photographers don't understand him, they dig him in the same way.I am different, he is a part of me, I know his most private appearance, have the most special and authentic him.

All I need to do is to take photos as they are, and it's better than any design.

After a long time, as if sensing my gaze, he suddenly raised his head and looked over.Seeing that I woke up, with a smile on my lips, I took off my earphones and walked around the huge workbench.

"Have you had enough sleep?"

"good."

"Can I kiss you?"

"..."

"That's okay."

He leaned over and broke my expression and lips, and the breath and perfume enveloped me, airtight.I myself was ashamed of the state of my mouth just waking up after a long sleep, but he didn't mind, and made me spin around.

Waking up from hypnosis is not so dizzy.

He became more and more fierce, and then he simply squeezed onto the sofa, wrapped his legs and arms around my side, and surrounded me like a child.During the interval of breathing, he looked at me with wet eyes, as if he was about to cry.

Well done, his eyes were full of grievances, as if he were complaining.

I smiled, leaned forward and touched his forehead with my own forehead: "Brother is wrong, don't be angry."

"Why didn't you tell me that you couldn't sleep well?" He suddenly retracted his legs, pulled me away, and just set aside a corner to sit there with a very angry expression, waiting for me to coax.

"You're too busy. I don't want you to worry about this kind of thing. It's no big deal."

"Do you know that if you don't sleep for a long time, you will die?"

"I didn't sleep, I just didn't sleep well."

He listened, glanced at me, and said nothing.

The makeup on his face is a standard fashion blockbuster makeup, with a straight and high nose.Now from my point of view, this high nose bridge portrays him as particularly unhuman.

I was a little helpless, got up and leaned on him, and begged in a low voice: "Let's not waste energy on these issues, okay? I'm so tired recently, but this is a problem left over from my history, some old mental problems, I It’s all familiar, it’s really not a big deal, it will get better after a while.”

He was a little moved, and hugged me sideways.

"Doctor Wu said that your lesion is quite deep. Is it related to your work in Southeast Asia?"

He said the word "work" so smoothly that it became a little unnatural-he must have thought about how to use it when he mentioned it to me many times before he was so proficient.

But I still have something to hide.

"Yeah, that kind of work will leave a psychological shadow on anyone who does it." I took myself out of his arms and arms, and sat upright, "What time is it, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'm waiting for you."

"Let's go eat then...or do you want to continue working?"

"There is no time when the work is finished. Don't worry. Teacher Chen will come over to help tomorrow, and the progress will be fast by then. After this version is completed, let Director Xie review it. Less, the whole progress is considered fast."

He's making an understatement when, in reality, filmmaking should have progressed a lot.The more exciting things are, the less he dares to indulge in joy.This character is so pitiful.

But it’s also good, this means that when a major blow comes, he can also stand up and carry it steadily.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He met my gaze with an inexplicable expression.

After a few words, the awkwardness just now dissipated.The progress of the work made him happy, and in front of me, his emotions easily became simple and pure, and he was intimately attached.

Suddenly, a warm current rolled up in my stomach and penetrated into my internal organs. After a while, all the nerves and cells in my body seemed to be expressing nostalgia, expressing the desire to be with him forever.

"Why not, go home and make a good meal for you to celebrate." I pushed him away, lifted the blanket and went to the ground.

He followed closely, half mocking and half coquettish: "You can talk big, who will cook for whom? Can you do it? I was at Song Weiran's house before, but I did it all!"

"Then you teach me, I will learn and do now."

"What's the point of teaching you how to cook? Let's teach you something else. You can also eat enough..."

"Do your fans know that you can suffocate if you don't play pornography for a day?"

"My fans won't put me in heat."

I'm speechless.Walking out of the gate, looking up at the night sky, I saw faintly glowing stars.

"Chi Xue, do you think those are stars?"

"How is it possible that the sky in Beijing...seems to be true! It's still raining during the day, but you can actually see stars at night! Ah Cheng, you see, miracles appear when you come here!"

is it?

I hope I can honor your good words.