Lofty future

People like to say that Yangcheng is a city without winter, which is the view of young people who are now well-informed.In the eyes of old locals, her four seasons are quite clear.

I used to live a chaotic life, and I uphold the former's physical sense and point of view. I also said that this city is like summer all the year round, and autumn and winter are like a shuttle.

Now that I live a simple and clear life, I can feel the figure of winter condensed in the air and the traces of stepping on the ground.

In the early morning, there was a layer of white frost that was almost transparent on the small canal connecting the bathroom to the playground.It's thin, but there it is.

I was attracted and couldn't help squatting down to watch it.Turns out it was textured.

It's amazing, it's so thin and brittle that it will shatter and dissipate if you touch it, but it still has a delicate texture.This beauty makes people envious when they see it.

I'm used to the inability to keep time with modern technological products, so I try my best to keep it in my mind, and I can describe it to Chi Xue when he comes.

I will tell him that this is winter.

Yes, autumn has passed and winter has come, and I have been here for three months without knowing it, and everything is stable.

And soon, the Spring Festival will come.

"0912, there is a visit." After the morning activities, the prison guard came to my door to unlock it as usual, and I followed him to the meeting room.

Chi Xue was waiting there on time as always, and when she heard me coming, she raised her head and smiled.It's like calling a guest to sit down quickly.

"Why, finally there is good news?"

"Of course, I've always been very reliable in my work!" He happily unfolded a piece of paper on the table, which was a suggestion for approval of the application for a shooting location.

Of all the on-location applications, prisons have to be one of the most difficult to get a permit.

It's been three months since the first half-joking proposal to make a movie.After that, every time we met, we would spend a little time talking about it, but neither of us took it too seriously.

It's because I don't want to spend too much time on things other than each other, and I don't want to plan too seriously to cause disappointment and loss, so I don't have much hope.

So to be honest, this news came as a bit of a shock to me.

And, as we all know, when a person says what he wants to write, it often means that he has not put it on the agenda.When a person says he is writing, he has probably just turned on his computer.

If it were me, it would be the notebook that belonged to me in the library just now.

"Hmm...you don't really have any expectations for me as a screenwriter, do you?" Sitting down, I asked seriously and politely, looking at him with serious eyes.

He played tricks and exaggerated his disappointment and shock: "My God, my teacher Xiang, you won't dove me, will you? I even negotiated investment!"

"..."

"It's over, it's over, now I'm bankrupt and I can't afford to pay, or come in and live with you."

"..." I didn't even bother to say "it's almost done", I straightened up to watch his performance.

He was in a good mood, playful and reckless, and it took a long time for him to stop.Somehow, my hand ran into his again, and he held it and let out a breath.

It was the first time I used the meeting room today, the air conditioner was just turned on, and the heating didn't work yet.He exhaled so much, the white mist was like smoke, drifting thinly in the air.

This reminds me of those romantic relationships in my student days that represented the ultimate innocence and beauty.There's nothing more wintery than holding your lover's hand and breathing out in the cold.

I felt excited and told him about the hoarfrost I saw outside the bathroom in the morning.

It's obviously a very small thing, I originally just wanted to share it with him casually as a new thing, but I didn't expect that I would start talking non-stop.

The mood at that time, the texture of the frosted face carefully observed, the winter in Yangcheng...they are arranged into a scene like the opening of a movie, and what I describe is no longer my own experience, but such an opening.

"...What do you think?" After I finished speaking, I felt a little shy, paused, and added, "I mean the keynote."

Chi Xue didn't answer right away, but just looked at me, playing with my left hand with her thumb and forefinger, unable to tell whether it was really thinking or pretending to think.

After a while he didn't say anything, I pulled my hand out and patted the back of his hand back.

"I said seriously, don't waste your time. I can really start writing if you feel like it."

"Hey, I'm thinking seriously too." He rubbed the place I had photographed and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm imagining that scene. If you come to act, what angle can I shoot for you? Gu Bai is so good, I'm afraid I can't help but shoot you as Gu Bai again."

I couldn't tell the truth from this statement, so I simply didn't answer.

The application approval has come down. I don't know how much work he has done, who he has found, and how many trips he has made, but I know he is serious.

I should feel a little guilty when I say it-I should have known that he would not take my words as a joke.Now that he has talked, he will try his best to do it.

In the end, my heart was less than half of his, no, maybe not even [-]%.

"You write." After pondering for a while, he finally became serious, "Just write, and leave the rest to me."

His tone was firm, and I was relieved.

The next day I submitted a special application to reduce or exempt some group activities and labor projects, and then stayed in the library all day long writing.

Winter's footsteps stepped on me, leaving behind a thick notebook of words and a calloused right middle finger.

When New Year's Eve came, I handed over a complete story to Chi Xue.

This was the last visit years ago, and he brought Lin Zhao again.But the latter only nodded to me from a distance, and walked towards another building.

I had a faint premonition: "Another good news?"

"For the sake of rigor, I shouldn't say of course, but it's definitely okay, Lin Zhao assured me with his own signboard. Besides, you performed well, and his job is not difficult at all."

"Are you going to take me out for the New Year?"

"You just want to go out for the New Year?" He lowered his eyes and glanced at the notebook I specially brought this time, and I took the initiative to push the notebook over.

He flipped through the pages and continued: "I didn't apply for the filming here for a long time, only half a month after the Spring Festival. So, after the Chinese New Year, we will start the machine. After the filming of the part inside, you will have to return it." I have to go out to shoot the location—tsk, the word location is used so delicately, it’s rare in life.”

"One time is enough."

He listened, and gave me a look: "It's good that you know."

"However, can you really apply for so much time to go out? I have never heard of such a precedent."

"There are not many people in the world who are in the same situation as you... Sigh, try your best, it's up to you. We've never had a smooth time making a movie. Since you've followed me, you have to get used to it."

"..." Come again.

I stopped talking, and he was also seriously reading the handwritten script. This visit was much quieter than usual.Because of the tranquility of the environment, the state of the person is also affected in turn.

I didn't even want to disturb him at all, I tried my best to reduce my sense of existence, breathed lightly, and silently stared at the top of his head.

Apart from tidying himself up, he didn't do any styling, his fluffy hair fell naturally, and the hair on the top of his head naturally turned this small bend.

In fact, every time he came to see me, he was like this.

Like an ordinary person, without the habit of a big star—maybe he did gradually shed the glamor and vanity of a big star, really came behind the scenes, and made a new one...

What do you say, ordinary people?

I don't know if this definition is accurate, because he can't be a real ordinary person.

He has gone to a great future, and after running out, he will never be ordinary again.He just came back to this heart.very nice.

I can't tell what "really good" is, I just think it's so good.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally closed the book and looked up.I saw his slightly red eye sockets, and since I was surprised and satisfied, I regained my normal breathing.

"Isn't it very touching and shocking?" This time it also made me narcissistic.

His eyes flickered, and he let out a trace of uncontrollable excitement: "Ah Cheng, you are really..."

"Hush." ​​I stopped him because I heard footsteps, "Save the rainbow farts and blow them at home. Lawyer Lin should come with the results."

After a while, footsteps came to the door of the meeting room, and lawyer Lin and the warden appeared together.

The latter held a file bag with a piece of paper with my name and serial number on it.

"This is your special parole consent form. You read it carefully, and if you have no objection, sign and press your finger. After you go out, you must strictly abide by the above regulations, and you must carry this file with you."

The warden came in, handed me the file bag, and said so.

Half an hour later, I walked out of the house that I hadn't even seen the exterior of before.

I finally breathe the long-lost air that symbolizes freedom.The winter sun in Yangcheng shone on my body, giving off a slight warmth, gentle and clear.

I couldn't help it, I raised my face and closed my eyes lightly, with my right hand reaching back, I easily held Chi Xue's hand.Chi Xue let me hold it like that, silently accompanying me.

After a while, a car pulled up beside us.A familiar head popped out of the car window, and two similarly familiar faces poked out from behind.

Chi Xue shook my hand vigorously, shook it, and said to me as if she were saying something ordinary, "Let's go, let's go home, there are still many things to do."

good.I smiled back at him.

It was a long journey home this time, but fortunately, all the family members were by my side.

(Finish)

The author says:

Above, thank you for reading.Special thanks to my friend Aomame, without whom I would not have been able to complete this story.In addition, this will be the last story I will write for you as Doudan Zhang and Hualilu. I also take this opportunity to say goodbye and thank you for meeting.This article is more about the outer edge.