Time makes you fall

◎Hand in hand◎

It wasn't until Zhu Yao slammed the door hard and the trembling lingering sound ended that Director Mei's voice sounded outside the camera: "Cut!"

Zhu Yao gasped heavily.

The space on the set is limited, she can't run, but now in her body is the self who ran wildly on the street last night.

The mist that condensed on the eyelashes, I don't know if it is the rain that has not dispersed in the air, or sweat or tears.

She just looked at Director Mei through the fog on her eyelashes, and couldn't see what Director Mei's expression was, so she couldn't speculate whether he felt how he acted just now.

Maybe Director Mei just had no expression on his face, he just said: "Next game."

The scene was noisy and began to change scenes, running and taking away, people turned their backs.

Zhu Yao stood aside with the mist on his eyelashes, and left Teacher Xu, like a puppet who lost his soul.

No one at the scene dared to come and talk to Zhu Yao.

Didn't even come over to touch up her makeup.

When the makeup artist was about to come, Director Mei stopped him with his eyes.

It wasn't until the on-site staff quickly changed the scene that Director Mei came to Zhu Yao's side and said softly, "Go."

Zhu Yao took a deep breath and walked under the camera.

Min Jiawen's simple and unadorned home has become a simple and cramped dormitory rented by the owner of the bar to Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao was too familiar with such an environment. During the years when Min Jiawen had an accident, the conditions of the houses she rented were not much better than this.

Running back to her dormitory from Min Jiawen's house, Zhu Yao's inner anger still hasn't dissipated.

Yes, it is anger.

Zhu Yao, who left the teacher, is like a puppet who has lost his soul. It is anger that infuses the puppet with soul.

All the grievances, unwillingness, and helplessness all turned into a cavity of anger, stirring the blood in the blood vessels, and flowing rapidly.

Why can't people who are attached to themselves wholeheartedly fail to open their arms and accept themselves?

What binds her?What is imprisoning her?

Can't figure it out, can't see through.

Zhu Yao ruthlessly smashed all the wine bottles on the table and in the corner of the dormitory to pieces.

Zhu Yao who lives in the dormitory is so poor that there is nothing in the bar to find in the dormitory, except for wine, fake wine, and there is only one bottle left from the guests. Zhu Yao moves back to the dormitory like a baby, and sleeps like the teacher wants Just take a sip when you don't have time.

At this time, they were all smashed to pieces by her.

That was the first time Zhu Yao discovered the destructive desire hidden in his body.

Not only twigs, but she too.

At that time, she was thinking about the phone call that Qu Qingcheng answered last night.

"Your father invited Xiao Zhao to come home for dinner tomorrow. Aren't you going to study by yourself tomorrow? Come back and have dinner together."

"Okay, I'll go."

Zhu Yao brushed the wine bottle on the table to the ground, and threw the wine bottle on the ground to the sky.

This is the twig in the movie, the most emotional scene, if it is not handled well, it will appear exaggerated and false.

Director Mei behind the monitor stared at Zhu Yao without blinking.

Zhu Yao slammed the wine bottle like a wildfire, and the broken glass and amber liquid splashed on her clothes and hair, but her expression was calm, with forbearance in her eyes.

She thought about what Qu Qingcheng said last night when he finally called her to stop:

"Do you... want to stop me?"

She finds it ridiculous, and the more ridiculous she finds it, the calmer the expression on her face.

What to stop.

With what standpoint and with what qualifications to stop it.

Is she the one worthy to stand beside Qu Qingcheng?

The most beautiful, gentle and pure Qu Qingcheng in the world.

Zhu Yinglan's face appeared again in Zhu Yao's heart, tired and haggard, cursing: "Qi Shengjun, that bastard..."

Zhu Yao closed her eyes sadly, and Xiaozhi in the movie also closed her eyes with her, leaning against the corner, panting.

Just because in front of Qu Qingcheng, nothing can be shown.

Even the expression on his face was usual calm.

Hiding and throwing wine bottles became the only way to vent, such as the unstoppable run last night, otherwise she was afraid that she would go crazy.

After smashing, the expression on his face was still calm.

The only vent channel is closed.

Director Mei shouted out of the camera: "Cut."

Zhu Yao walked out of the camera with sweat on his forehead and glanced at Director Mei.

Director Mei also looked at her: "Hot?"

Zhu Yao nodded.

"It's right when it's hot, take a break." Wrapped up the script and left.

He didn't say it or never did it, he didn't praise or scold Zhu Yao, and Zhu Yao didn't follow up to ask questions.

After performing the two scenes just now, she doesn't seem to need these things for the time being.

******

After Min Jiawen finished talking to Zhu Yao and walked away, everyone confirmed that Zhu Yao could play, and then started talking to Zhu Yao again.

The makeup artist came over to touch up Zhu Yao's makeup: "Zhu Yao, let me discuss something with you."

"what?"

"Can I ask you to wish the teacher in the future?"

Zhu Yao was taken aback again, and repeated what he said to Min Jiawen: "Don't scold me."

At this time, Qin Tian ran over and grabbed Zhu Yao's neck. Zhu Yao couldn't breathe and hurriedly broke her hand away. The makeup artist looked at them and smiled.

Qin Tian said: "Zhu Yao, I really admire you, don't forget about wealth and wealth."

Zhu Yao said: "Where do I go to get rich?"

Qin Tian snorted: "If you win the actress, you will be rich. In the future, I will be interviewed and say that you are my best friend. Don't say you don't know me."

Zhu Yao smiled: "What kind of actress do I have?"

"You will get it." Qin Tian rarely showed a serious face: "You really will get it, just for your two scenes just now."

"Sigh." Qin Tian sighed deliberately: "I thought you were the tail of the crane like me, but I didn't expect you to be a player with hidden talents."

"I'm not talented." This time, Zhu Yao showed a serious face and shook her head firmly: "Really."

Where does her talent come from?

It was all the experience Qu Qingcheng gave her.

******

During lunch, Zhu Yao's cell phone rang.

In order to wish Yao Yao's excellent performance today, in addition to ordering salad for her, Sister Mao gave her a small box of tomato scrambled eggs from the crew's box lunch, which was oily. Zhu Yao cherished it with brown rice.

The scene of throwing the wine bottle just now really made her hungry.

However, at this moment, with a mouthful of tomato scrambled eggs mixed with rice in her mouth, she took out her phone and looked at it, but she stood up.

"I'm going out to answer the phone." It seemed that it was very difficult to swallow the mouthful of food in his mouth.

Sister Mao glanced at her: "What's urgent? If you're not in a hurry, go back after dinner."

"It's not urgent." He said so but didn't sit down.

Seeing Zhu Yao's appearance, Sister Mao already guessed eight or nine points in her heart: "Your mother?"

Zhu Yao silently nodded and went out.

******

The weather in Beicheng is so weird, it seems that after it rains, the sun often shines the next day.

Because the movie was filmed in a disrupted timeline, in the morning I filmed a few high school scenes, and now Zhu Yao was standing in the yard wearing her school uniform, thinking that Zhu Yinglan was on the phone, giving her a feeling of going back in time.

It seemed that she was still an ordinary high school student, and nothing happened to Zhu Yinglan.

But no.

Zhu Yinglan's voice on the phone was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, and she was not at all energetic: "I have arrived in Beicheng."

Zhu Yao was silent for a while.

She asked, "What are you doing in Beicheng?"

In fact, I already guessed the answer eight or nine points in my heart.

In Zhu Yao's junior year, Zhu Yinglan was released on parole early because of her good performance.But nearly four years of prison life was enough to deal an almost unbearable blow to a middle-aged woman.

Especially when Zhu Yinglan knew that Qi Shengjun was released after only one year in prison through the relationship with Xiao Mi, and since then, he tried his best to distance himself from Zhu Yinglan, and even refused to meet Zhu Yao in person.

I only contacted Zhu Yao once, asking to give her some money. Zhu Yao sat in front of Qi Shengjun with a unique smell of a rental house, but she still didn't want it.

Qi Shengjun didn't have much money at that time, and he still had a wife and a young son to support. Hearing Zhu Yao say, "My mother managed to save some money", he didn't insist anymore.

That was the last time Zhu Yao and Qi Shengjun met.

In fact, Zhu Yinglan didn't leave any money for Zhu Yao, and Zhu Yao didn't know why she said that, maybe it was to win Zhu Yinglan's voice.

Although people are selfish animals, she really felt that Qi Shengjun was cruel to Zhu Yinglan.

So when she went to pick up Zhu Yinglan from prison, she felt a little lucky. Zhu Yinglan only came out after she started filming and was able to make money.

At that time, Zhu Yao could already rent a better house, at least Zhu Yinglan would not have to suffer materially.

But Zhu Yao soon found out that it was useless.

For so many years, Zhu Yinglan has always relied on the strength of competing with Qi Shengjun.Now that the company is gone, Qi Shengjun has clearly drawn a clear line with her. Zhu Yinglan even lost her opponent, and her body is not as good as before.

The spirit of the whole person collapsed, and he suddenly aged many years.

She had only lived with Zhu Yao for less than a month, and she was about to move to a nursing home on the outskirts of Haicheng, which Zhu Yao could afford.

Zhu Yao didn't expect that when things got to that point, she still couldn't get a long time with Zhu Yinglan.

The missing piece of the puzzle can never be found.

Zhu Yao forever lost the opportunity to learn how to build intimacy.

Zhu Yinglan usually doesn't want to contact her, and only calls when there is something to do. She often looks at Zhu Yao with disgust, as if Zhu Yao's face similar to Qi Shengjun will bring her too many bad associations.

Every phone call Zhu Yinglan made to Zhu Yao ended with a scolding of Qi Shengjun and his Xiaomi after a brief talk.

At this time, Zhu Yao asked on the phone: "You came to Beicheng, you didn't come to attend Qi Shengjun's wedding anniversary banquet, did you?"

Zhu Yinglan sneered: "Could it be that I can't go if he doesn't invite me?"

Qi Shengjun's circle of friends has long blocked Zhu Yinglan and Zhu Yao, but Zhu Yinglan used to do business with Qi Shengjun, and some people he knew must have crossed paths, and even Zhu Yao saw it from an uncle who didn't know when he joined him. Invitation letter for Qi Shengjun's wedding anniversary,

Zhu Yinglan must have seen it too.

At first, Zhu Yao didn't understand why Zhu Yinglan came to make her feel unhappy, but after thinking about it, it would be unhappy whether Zhu Yinglan came or not, she might think, it would be better to let Qi Shengjun feel unhappy together.

Zhu Yao said: "Mom..."

Zhu Yinglan said firmly: "Don't persuade me, it's useless."

Then he asked Zhu Yao: "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

This is a rare invitation, Zhu Yao hasn't seen Zhu Yinglan in half a year.

But she was afraid instead—the kind of feeling of "being closer to the hometown and not daring to ask people (Note 1)".

She instinctively refused: "I'm filming in the group at night, which hotel do you stay in? Give me the bill, and I'll arrange dinner for you."

She hung up the phone.

In the yard, the sun was so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open. Zhu Yao hung up the phone only to find that the leaves of an evergreen shrub she didn't know were covered with fingernail marks just now.

******

Zhu Yao walked back to the set holding his phone with a calm expression on his face.

The more she behaved like this, the more frightened Sister Mao became, and cautiously asked tentatively, "Your mother...is there something wrong?"

Zhu Yao shook his head: "It's okay."

Zhu Yao didn't eat that small bowl of cold tomato scrambled eggs.

In the afternoon filming, Sister Mao was worried that she would be affected by Zhu Yinglan's phone call, but it went smoothly.

It seems that with those two god-level replays at the bottom, once the state is turned on, it can't be stopped.

When Zhu Yao was waiting, she was still sitting quietly on the ponytail as usual. Sister Mao glanced at her, and suddenly felt that Zhu Yao had sealed a lot of emotions in her human-shaped shell.

Just like the twig in the movie, except for smashing the wine bottle, she no longer allows herself to show any emotions.

Sister Mao opened her mouth: "Zhu Yao..."

"Ok?"

"...Do you still want chewing gum?"

"Yes, thank you."

Sister Mao threw her two pieces of chewing gum.

Everyone is an adult, especially Sister Mao, who is very good at reading people. She can clearly see that when she called Zhu Yao in a tentative tone just now, Zhu Yao's "hmm" was vigilant and evasive.

Zhu Yao didn't even want to talk about Zhu Yinglan, and Sister Mao couldn't force her to talk about it.

But what to do?Just let Zhu Yao hold back like this?Sister Mao herself stuffed two pieces of chewing gum into her mouth and chewed them loudly.

******

Zhu Yao was very satisfied that he answered Zhu Yinglan's phone call at noon and was able to perform the trick smoothly all the way.

For the first time, she was glad that she was an actress.

She heard Min Jiawen ask herself: "Do you eat boiled eggs?"

That was Teacher Xuran's greatest expression of emotion, the only sweater chain he had worn for many years, in the shape of snowflakes, dangling on his chest.

like a restless heart.

Zhu Yao heard herself answering Min Jiawen: "I only drink, do you dare to drink?"

There is a little smile in the calmness, like the turbulent sea in the depths.

She watched Min Jiawen's trembling fingers holding the boiled egg. At that moment, she was He Xiaozhi, not Zhu Yao.

From Zhu Yao's humanoid body, she fled into He Xiaozhi's world.

Don't think about anything, don't think about Zhu Yinglan, don't think about Qu Qingcheng.

So in the second half of the afternoon, when the sun started to slant down, Director Mei came to Zhu Yao and said, "I'm going to shoot here today."

Zhu Yao fell into a huge daze: "Why? Is there something I can't do well?"

Director Mei shook his head: "It's because you acted so well today."

"Then why don't you continue in this state?" Zhu Yao panicked.

"Have you seen the fire? It burns too fiercely at the beginning, and then it will be difficult to continue." Director Mei said: "As a professional actor or a novice, you have to learn to preserve the state, and you can't consume it infinitely."

"Otherwise, it will be difficult for you afterwards."

May guides away.

Zhu Yao stood where he was, with a dazed expression on his face.

God, she has nothing to do now, she can't continue to hide in He Xiaozhi's world.

A genuine fear rose in her.

She is afraid of being idle, and she is afraid that once she is idle, she will do many uncontrollable things.

For example, to find Qu Qingcheng.

But after what happened last night, especially after receiving Zhu Yinglan's call at noon today, how would she go to find Qu Qingcheng?

She felt more and more that she was not worthy to stand beside Qu Qingcheng.

Sister Mao stood far away, staring at Zhu Yao in a daze, but did not come up.

Then, she watched Zhu Yao take out the cell phone from his pocket, facing the vibration, the corner of his mouth curled into a subtle arc.

I wanted to hang up, but I still answered: "Hello?"

"Yeah," answered a few words, and hung up the phone.

She walked up to Sister Mao: "Sister Mao, I won't go back to the hotel for a while, I have something to do..."

Sister Mao nodded: "Well, let's go."

She watched Zhu Yao walk away, with an expression on her face that she didn't understand herself.

She said in her heart: I can only help you so far.

******

Zhu Yao stood at the gate of the school wearing a hat and a mask.

She wore a thick baseball shirt and jeans, low-key attire.The students who came out of the school one after another chatted about how much homework they had done today or which idol had their house collapsed again, but no one noticed her.

Until a white BMW did not honk, it slowly drove to the side of the road and stopped.

Zhu Yao walked over, opened the door to get in the car, took off his hat and mask, and exhaled.

Qu Qingcheng is wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a khaki windbreaker today, which are the most common outfits on Qu Qingcheng, but Zhu Yao is a little afraid to look at Qu Qingcheng.

I always feel that Qu Qingcheng is a little different.

Maybe the curvature of the side face is more beautiful, maybe the eyelashes hidden behind the lens are more curled, maybe the long hair draped over the shoulders is more shiny.

Maybe Qu Qingcheng hasn't changed anything, but Zhu Yao's eyes on Qu Qingcheng have changed.

Qu Qingcheng changed from the person Zhu Yao looked up to to the person Zhu Yao kissed deeply.

Zhu Yao originally thought that after the phone call and the crazy run last night, she had already forgotten about the kiss, or kept it in her heart and deliberately did not think about it.

When I saw Qu Qingcheng now, I realized that this kind of thinking was really ridiculous.

Forget what.

She was sitting in the co-pilot, separated from Qu Qingcheng by some distance, but she seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of Qu Qingcheng's body, whether it was the smell of face cream or body fragrance, anyway, it was the warm, soft and slightly astringent camellia fragrance.

This faint fragrance alone is enough to make Zhu Yao's heart beat wildly.

Qu Qingcheng stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck, Zhu Yao could almost see the slender fingertips rubbing against the sweater lightly, bringing up crackling static electricity.

There is current everywhere.

Especially now that Qu Qingcheng is speaking: "This afternoon...you guys are not going to continue filming?"

Zhu Yao didn't dare to look at Qu Qingcheng's face, her eyes were half down, just looking at Qu Qingcheng's lips.

Soft, gracefully curved, with a touch of pink, a little bit of luster.

Have you put on lip balm?Zhu Yao is not very sure, just looking at those lips, Zhu Yao thinks of jelly, pudding, cotton candy, all the softest and sweetest things.

The purpose of the existence of these lips is to let Zhu Yao get into his mouth and swallow into his stomach.

Qu Qingcheng saw that Zhu Yao stared blankly at her without answering, and called her again: "Zhu Yao?"

Zhu Yao managed to come back to his senses: "Well, I won't shoot anymore."

She briefly explained Director Mei's idea of ​​"don't over-consume" to Qu Qingcheng, and Qu Qingcheng nodded in understanding.

Zhu Yao said softly, "Why...you suddenly called me?"

When the movie was off today, the call she answered under the watchful eyes of Sister Mao was from Qu Qingcheng, asking when Zhu Yao was going to be filming today and if she was free to go to get glasses with her.

Zhu Yao was pondering at first, but Qu Qingcheng said softly, "My frame, but you broke it last night..."

Does this mean that Zhu Yao is responsible?

Before the part of Zhu Yao's brain responsible for rational thinking started to work, he heard his own voice saying, "I'm free."

And now, she got into Qu Qingcheng's car.

Qu Qingcheng had a pair of silver-framed glasses on his face: "It's too inconvenient to wear old glasses, so hurry up and get them fitted before you go to self-study today, and when you put the glasses with a broken leg in your bag, I will think of you..."

What do you think of Zhu Yao?

Qu Qingcheng didn't say any more, and Zhu Yao didn't ask any more.

One is holding the steering wheel as if concentrating on the road ahead, and the other is holding the car window with his elbow as if looking at the scenery outside the window.

Both of them knew that the other was thinking the same thing as themselves.

I want Zhu Yao to put Qu Qingcheng's jelly-like lips into his mouth yesterday.

Xiangqu Qingcheng hugged Zhu Yao's waist, and the rain-drenched down jacket fell to the ground.

Wan Zhuyao stepped back with a violent heartbeat and broke Qu Qingcheng's glasses legs, Qu Qingcheng pulled her and said "don't worry about it".

The temperature inside the car suddenly rose, as if replicating the temperature at the entrance last night.

Qu Qingcheng thought so too, otherwise why would he suddenly open the car window and let the cool wind blow in.

******

After driving for a while, Qu Qingcheng found a roadside parking lot and parked the car.

She pointed to her right hand: "The optical shop is over there."

Zhu Yao nodded, ready to get off the car.

Qu Qingcheng asked, "You don't wear a hat and mask?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "I'm not that popular either...it doesn't need to be so big."

The two walked side by side. Zhu Yao wore low-key clothes today, with no makeup on her face, and her head was slightly lowered. No one in the hurrying pedestrians paid attention to her.

It's just that when she lowered her head, she happened to see Qu Qingcheng's hand.

Hanging softly, swaying gently with Qu Qingcheng's steps, the fingernails, like the lips, are lightly pink.

Zhu Yao felt that her vocabulary was poor, and she couldn't describe such a beautiful existence. If she was a Chinese teacher like Qu Qingcheng, she should be able to say sentences like "fingers are like catkins".

But now she only has two words in her heart: so beautiful.

She felt that after the kiss last night, her psychology was undergoing subtle changes.

Seeing Qu Qingcheng's lips, she wanted to kiss her.

Seeing Qu Qingcheng's hand, she wanted to hold it.

Seeing Qu Qingcheng's whole body, she couldn't wait to post it.

Now not only Qu Qingcheng's lips are like a magnet, Qu Qingcheng's whole body has become a magnet.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself.

But she dare not.

She was thinking about Zhu Yinglan's phone call at noon today, Zhu Yinglan scolded in a dejected and vicious voice at the end: "Qi Shengjun, that bastard..."

The way they were walking, the sidewalk and the bicycle lane were not so clearly distinguished. As soon as she was distracted, she didn't notice a bicycle rushing towards her.

The aunt on the bicycle raised her voice and called: "The sugar and garlic at home are gone..."

He didn't pay attention to avoid Zhu Yao either.

At this moment, Zhu Yao felt warmth at her fingertips—it was Qu Qingcheng holding her hand.

Qu Qingcheng's hand, which she hadn't dared to hold just now, took the initiative to hold her hand at this time.

Qu Qingcheng pulled her away from the direction the bicycle hit, and said softly, "Be careful."

Zhu Yao was stunned: "Thank you."

The two held hands and stood for a short while among the passing bicycles and pedestrians.

Zhu Yao felt Qu Qingcheng's hand, as if holding her hand, slightly squeezed it, and was about to let go.

The moment Qu Qingcheng was about to let go, Zhu Yao's heart trembled, and before he could react, he took Qu Qingcheng's hand back.

She forced herself to find an excuse: "There are too many cars."

Qu Qingcheng only let out a "huh".

The hands of the two never let go.

Zhu Yao lowered his head and walked slowly while holding Qu Qingcheng's hand.

Qu Qingcheng's hands were as soft as Qu Qingcheng's lips, so soft that Zhu Yao's heart was sunk in a ball of cotton, and when he didn't pay attention, the optical shop walked over.

The author says:

感谢在2021-10-1612:11:46~2021-10-1816:38:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Forgot, Huosen 2; 223206501;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 223206501;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 children, Yu Qingyu, and Mu Chenyan; 1 egg tart;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阿止33瓶；小孩20瓶；南极五月、啊慢呐10瓶；immasecretninja5瓶；44390849、于清喻1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!