Zero-sum game

Shen Yan accompanied Lin Yuehe for the second chemotherapy.

Check, pay, hang water.

The drugs needed for chemotherapy flowed into her body drop by drop, and she didn't finish the injection from morning to night, and there were still three bottles reserved for the next day.The medicine entered her body bit by bit, and she became weaker and weaker. She couldn't eat anything, and she started to vomit when the food was served in front of her.

The doctor told Shen Yan that it meant that he had been in pain for a while, if he hadn't been in pain for a checkup, he probably wouldn't have realized that the tumor he had grown was cancer.

After suffering all night, Lin Yuehe finally fell asleep, and Shen Yan walked out of the ward alone, standing alone by the window at the end of the corridor.The wind at night is still hot, but it seems that only the air here does not have the pungent smell of disinfectant.

On summer nights, for some reason, the sky at night is black with orange, not so pure black.

The road facing the hospital window was lit, and Shen Yan remembered that after turning two streets, it was his former middle school.Going through another alley, diagonally opposite the back door of the primary school is the calligraphy classroom where he used to work part-time.

The county seat is really not big, and seeing the bricks and tiles here can easily remind him of his former self.

Maybe it was because of his dull personality, even a bit gloomy, Shen Yan, who has been living in school, failed to find any close friends at school.Since high school, the school has become an all-boarding system, but he is the only one who doesn't go home very often during the month-end holidays.

In fact, even Shen Yan himself didn't know what he was missing. From a certain time on, the classmates in the class became more or less alienated from him. It was only by chance that he heard his roommate discussing behind his back. It was the homosexual thing that had already spread in the class, and had even spread to other classes through the sleep talk among classmates.

When going to the cafeteria to eat, the pointing movements would always be caught by his peripheral vision, and the rustling discussions would occasionally enter his ears, so he seldom went to the cafeteria to eat.The high school work was stressful, and he always bought something casually to deal with a few mouthfuls, and the problem of a bad stomach began at that time.

At that time, I didn't know why, but his seat was also arranged in the corner, as if the teacher also thought it was better for him to keep a certain distance from other people.

When he was about to enter his second year of high school, Shen Yan was actually in a state of confusion. He had no plans, no yearning for the future.The students around were eagerly discussing whether to choose liberal arts or science, and Shen Yan casually ticked off the intention form, because in his opinion, it was the same for him.

No one has discussed with him what he wants to do when he grows up, and he doesn't have any expectations or visions for college life. Anyway, what he does seems to be the same.He has no particular love for anything, and he has no attachments to things. For a while, he even seriously thought that being a monk practicing in the mountains is not bad.

During that summer vacation, he didn't want to stay at home to be an eyesore, and in order to earn some living expenses for himself, he went to a calligraphy classroom around the school to work part-time, and taught calligraphy to children with the teachers there.

His calligraphy is copied from various copybooks. It is neither fish nor fowl, and it cannot be said to be of any genre, but the writing is still pretty good.

Another teacher there was a few years older than him, a third-year student, and also came back to work part-time during the holidays.He is also a person who has a great influence on Shen Yan, but Shen Yan doesn't remember his appearance very much, and he doesn't even remember his name.I just remember that the other party asked him who he learned calligraphy from after class, and Shen Yan replied that he learned it by himself.

Shen Yan didn't remember the later Jingwei, anyway, that person later found out that he liked men, and the two of them had physical communication somehow.However, they all know that each of them is just a physical need, and there is no emotional basis.

Once that person once said to him: "You are so good-looking, you can learn to act and become an actor in the future, and you will definitely become popular."

If it was put on ordinary people, this must be a very unreliable suggestion, but Shen Yan somehow remembered this sentence.Because if you participate in the recruitment of special students, you have to go out for training frequently, and you don't have to stay in the suffocating school all the time.

Shen Yan remembered that when he participated in the training camp, the teacher who led the team once commented that he was a very blank person.

Cold-hearted, cold-blooded and cold-hearted, very wary of people, even if you are close to you, it is like a kind of pretense.As an ordinary person, I may lack some basic social communication skills, but as an actor, it is a good material, because it is a blank piece of paper, which is better colored than paper with personality.

Shen Yan didn't know if this was considered a compliment.

Later, Shen Yan was successfully admitted to the Department of Acting of the Academy of Drama.He still remembered that Lin Yuehe was very happy when the admission notice came out. She had no great ability or fame in her life, and her son was admitted to a good school, which made her look good among her neighbors and relatives.

When she remarried, Shen Yan didn't blame her in his heart, but felt guilty towards her, because he knew that she waited for him to go to college before formally agreeing to be with Uncle Wu.

Standing at the window for a while, the hot wind made sticky sweat on his forehead, and then Shen Yan walked back. He walked to the door of the ward and stood still. Through the window on the door, he saw Lin Yuehe's haggard face inside.

At this time, his stomach suddenly began to ache, at first it was a distending pain, and after a while it turned into an indescribable complex feeling, as if a handful of rough gravel were repeatedly rubbing against the wall of his stomach.

here we go again……

I heard that emotions are connected to the stomach, and emotional depression is often accompanied by stomach diseases.Shen Yan has a deep understanding of this. The last time the stomach troubler was on the day of the entrance examination performance, he didn't expect this time to come so soon.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, and the cold wind from the air conditioner in the corridor penetrated into his heart.

In the middle of the night, the corridor of the hospital ward was very quiet. He sat alone in the corner, quietly waiting for the pain to disappear.

On a sunny day, the view in the valley is very wide. As soon as the tour bus up the mountain stopped, Zhou Xingchuan jumped out of the car.

Wu Shuyu reluctantly got out of the car. The summer sun on the top of the mountain made him unable to open his eyes. He took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, and said lazily: "I really admire you, sir. If it’s a hot day, you have to find this kind of foreign crime yourself, even if you open a room to play mahjong, it’s more comfortable than this, Master Zhou.”

Zhou Xingchuan moved his shoulders a bit, "I said you don't have to go up the mountain with me if you don't fly."

"It's not the mission given by Miss Mo Qiang remotely, I dare not obey." Wu Shuyu took a few steps and hid under the shade of the tree where the coach was resting.

He was Zhou Xingchuan's high school classmate, and had a good relationship with Zhou Xingchuan before his father sent him to study in the United States, so he naturally got to know Mo Qiang.

After studying in the United States for two years, his father realized that something was wrong. This kid Wu Shuyu was born without the desire to study, and he couldn't help him to play even crazier abroad, so he brought him back.

As soon as Wu Shuyu came back, he learned that Zhou Xingchuan was in a bad mood for the past two days, so he insisted on taking him out to play. Unexpectedly, Zhou Xingchuan chose to go up the mountain to play paragliding.

He stood aside and watched the coach put on Zhou Xingchuan's equipment, and after a while, he said, "What kind of girl is that, and how beautiful she is. It makes you so dreamy."

Zhou Xingchuan glanced at him, "What girl?"

"Oh, it turned out to be a man," Wu Shuyu thought he had made a very funny joke. He laughed twice and realized that Zhou Xingchuan ignored him. He cleared his throat and continued, "Aren't you trapped by love? The eyes are battle-tested, and you can see it at a glance."

"Take care of yourself." Zhou Xingchuan unscrewed the bottle and took a sip of water. The wind was strong on the mountain, and his throat felt dry after a few words.

"I heard that you even rejected Cai Ying's script because of her. I heard Mo Qiang said that it is still a great screenwriter?"

"It has nothing to do with that. It's just a B corner. If you go there, you may not be able to go on stage." Zhou Xingchuan checked his equipment for the last time and was about to fly.

He went to the audition alone that day, and in all fairness he felt that his performance was average, but Cai Ying still gave him the B role of the young master.For the protagonist of a stage play, a role is usually performed by two people. On the one hand, because some stage plays have a tight performance schedule and the protagonist's physical ability cannot keep up, it is necessary to rotate A and B roles to perform.

But on the other hand, most stage plays set up corners A and B mainly because the stage plays are performed live. If corner A fails to go on stage due to an accident, corner B must be on top.But in the same way, if corner A has no problems, corner B will not have the chance to be on stage.

Zhou Xingchuan said so, but in fact, he knew in his heart that he was still a student at school, and it was a very rare opportunity for him to play the B role in Cai Ying's script, but...

The coach asked with an OK gesture, Zhou Xingchuan also replied with an OK, and the two ran two steps forward together, and the wind immediately brought them up, and the moment they flew into the air, he felt a sense of relaxation that he had not seen for a long time .

Sitting on the grass, Wu Shuyu watched Zhou Xingchuan's umbrella drift farther and farther away, gradually disappearing. He felt bored when he turned on the phone, so he casually replied to Mo Qiang with a mean expression.When he was so bored that his phone was almost out of battery and automatically turned off, Zhou Xingchuan finally came back.

As soon as he untied the equipment, he saw Wu Shuyu standing beside him looking at him resentfully. Zhou Xingchuan smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me? I told you not to follow."

Wu Shuyu took out his mobile phone and took a video of Zhou Xingchuan and sent it to Mo Qiang, "Master Zhou arrived safely, is Miss Mo satisfied?"

Then, ignoring Zhou Xingchuan's blocking action, he pulled him into the car, "I found out just now that there is a hot spring resort at the foot of the mountain, and a tourism festival is being held these two days, and there are so many beauties!"

"It's not too hot for you to soak in hot springs in summer..."