Soot, Moonlight, Vodka
Chapter 22
Chen Zhuo resumed his life alone.
When I got home, the upstairs lights would not be on, and the smiling face waiting behind the door was gone.
Behind the door is a tidy and clean home. Chen Zhuo sat on the sofa for a while, feeling as if nothing had happened, and had no sense of reality.
Xia Zhifeng left, to be precise, he was kicked out of his life by Chen Zhuo.
They ended up after all, in a way that Chen Zhuo didn't expect.
Chen Zhuo took off the note on the refrigerator, took out the sweet and sour pork ribs and put them in the microwave oven, looking at the dim orange light in the microwave oven, he remembered Xia Zhifeng once said that ten years later, he would tell himself his secret.
Chen Zhuo laughed at himself, ten years.
Both he and Lu Xingze have not been around for ten years.
How dare Xia Zhifeng say it...
While Chen Zhuo was thinking wildly, the microwave made a "ding" sound, and the pork ribs came out of the oven with steam.
Chen Zhuo sat in front of the TV, took out disposable chopsticks from his backpack, and tasted a piece.
The warm and rich aroma of meat really suits his taste... It's like it was custom-made for him. Chen Zhuo doesn't like fatty meat, he doesn't like too sweet, he likes crispy bones. This sweet and sour pork ribs perfectly achieves this. Different from those sold in the market.
Chen Zhuo held the bones between his arms, and didn't remember that he had told Xia Zhifeng about the details of his taste.
Is that... a complete coincidence?
Chen Zhuo resumed his free-range workaholic life, filming more or less diluted the feeling of loneliness and alienation.
He staged a passionate love in TV dramas, and staged a deep obsession with another woman. He wanted to fill his body and heart with characters.
When he is another person, he cannot feel the pain and attachment of this body.
However, he didn't allow himself to forget completely, after all, only memories remained between him and Lu Xingze.
In order to keep this memory, Chen Zhuo is willing to bear the pain it brings, he let the memory consume himself.
Every night, he would hug Lu Xingze's clothes and immerse himself in their past. Lu Xingze's coat was draped over his body, like a hug that spanned life and death.
Whenever this happened, Chen Zhuo felt an unprecedented tranquility in his heart, as if he had died too.
Thoughts of death appeared more frequently in Chen Zhuo's mind.
Chen Zhuo is ready to meet death at any time, maybe it is a roaring car, maybe it is a heavy object falling from the sky... Death is an embrace.
After the unclear relationship with Xia Zhifeng, Chen Zhuo became more convinced that the current state is more suitable for him, and now he doesn't have so many entanglements and struggles in his heart.
One day, Chen Zhuo came to the set and saw a red-haired boy in the public dressing room, joking with the extras.
Chen Zhuo wanted to avoid it, but walked over.
The hairstyle and hair color are very similar, but the face, temperament and figure are very different.
It's true that not everyone can stand up to this red hair.
"Teacher Chen." Jiang Yu walked towards him, followed Chen Zhuo's gaze, and said with a smile: "Oh, that model is based on Xiao Xia. Xiao Xia is gone, but the director thinks his image It's quite entertaining."
"Oh."
"By the way, why hasn't he come here recently?" Jiang Yu drank the tea with a straw: "I still want his pear juice."
"School has started." Chen Zhuo casually made up an excuse.
"Isn't it winter vacation?" Jiang Yu tilted her head.
Chen Zhuo shrugged: "Go to school and help the teacher."
"I think it was a quarrel." Jiang Yu bit the straw and smiled, "What's the matter? When you mention him, your expression becomes unnatural, and you pretend to be indifferent."
"It's nothing."
After Jiang Yu left, Chen Zhuo went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and rubbed his face.
After returning home and taking a shower, Chen Zhuo checked the email on his mobile phone, and suddenly there was a reminder.
[The anchor you follow [The Past Follows the Wind] is on the air, click to watch~]
Chen Zhuo wanted to clear the reminder, but accidentally clicked in.
Since Chen Zhuo's live broadcast room level is already very high, when he entered the live broadcast room, the animation of a luxury sports car appeared in the live broadcast room, accompanied by a highlighted reminder that everyone could see:
[Warmly welcome the governor of this live broadcast room to 2782364123873 to enter the live broadcast room! [Scattering Flowers]]
The author has something to say:
Thanks Osamu for the mine! ~
Thanks for reading~ Please comment QVQ~
When I got home, the upstairs lights would not be on, and the smiling face waiting behind the door was gone.
Behind the door is a tidy and clean home. Chen Zhuo sat on the sofa for a while, feeling as if nothing had happened, and had no sense of reality.
Xia Zhifeng left, to be precise, he was kicked out of his life by Chen Zhuo.
They ended up after all, in a way that Chen Zhuo didn't expect.
Chen Zhuo took off the note on the refrigerator, took out the sweet and sour pork ribs and put them in the microwave oven, looking at the dim orange light in the microwave oven, he remembered Xia Zhifeng once said that ten years later, he would tell himself his secret.
Chen Zhuo laughed at himself, ten years.
Both he and Lu Xingze have not been around for ten years.
How dare Xia Zhifeng say it...
While Chen Zhuo was thinking wildly, the microwave made a "ding" sound, and the pork ribs came out of the oven with steam.
Chen Zhuo sat in front of the TV, took out disposable chopsticks from his backpack, and tasted a piece.
The warm and rich aroma of meat really suits his taste... It's like it was custom-made for him. Chen Zhuo doesn't like fatty meat, he doesn't like too sweet, he likes crispy bones. This sweet and sour pork ribs perfectly achieves this. Different from those sold in the market.
Chen Zhuo held the bones between his arms, and didn't remember that he had told Xia Zhifeng about the details of his taste.
Is that... a complete coincidence?
Chen Zhuo resumed his free-range workaholic life, filming more or less diluted the feeling of loneliness and alienation.
He staged a passionate love in TV dramas, and staged a deep obsession with another woman. He wanted to fill his body and heart with characters.
When he is another person, he cannot feel the pain and attachment of this body.
However, he didn't allow himself to forget completely, after all, only memories remained between him and Lu Xingze.
In order to keep this memory, Chen Zhuo is willing to bear the pain it brings, he let the memory consume himself.
Every night, he would hug Lu Xingze's clothes and immerse himself in their past. Lu Xingze's coat was draped over his body, like a hug that spanned life and death.
Whenever this happened, Chen Zhuo felt an unprecedented tranquility in his heart, as if he had died too.
Thoughts of death appeared more frequently in Chen Zhuo's mind.
Chen Zhuo is ready to meet death at any time, maybe it is a roaring car, maybe it is a heavy object falling from the sky... Death is an embrace.
After the unclear relationship with Xia Zhifeng, Chen Zhuo became more convinced that the current state is more suitable for him, and now he doesn't have so many entanglements and struggles in his heart.
One day, Chen Zhuo came to the set and saw a red-haired boy in the public dressing room, joking with the extras.
Chen Zhuo wanted to avoid it, but walked over.
The hairstyle and hair color are very similar, but the face, temperament and figure are very different.
It's true that not everyone can stand up to this red hair.
"Teacher Chen." Jiang Yu walked towards him, followed Chen Zhuo's gaze, and said with a smile: "Oh, that model is based on Xiao Xia. Xiao Xia is gone, but the director thinks his image It's quite entertaining."
"Oh."
"By the way, why hasn't he come here recently?" Jiang Yu drank the tea with a straw: "I still want his pear juice."
"School has started." Chen Zhuo casually made up an excuse.
"Isn't it winter vacation?" Jiang Yu tilted her head.
Chen Zhuo shrugged: "Go to school and help the teacher."
"I think it was a quarrel." Jiang Yu bit the straw and smiled, "What's the matter? When you mention him, your expression becomes unnatural, and you pretend to be indifferent."
"It's nothing."
After Jiang Yu left, Chen Zhuo went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and rubbed his face.
After returning home and taking a shower, Chen Zhuo checked the email on his mobile phone, and suddenly there was a reminder.
[The anchor you follow [The Past Follows the Wind] is on the air, click to watch~]
Chen Zhuo wanted to clear the reminder, but accidentally clicked in.
Since Chen Zhuo's live broadcast room level is already very high, when he entered the live broadcast room, the animation of a luxury sports car appeared in the live broadcast room, accompanied by a highlighted reminder that everyone could see:
[Warmly welcome the governor of this live broadcast room to 2782364123873 to enter the live broadcast room! [Scattering Flowers]]
The author has something to say:
Thanks Osamu for the mine! ~
Thanks for reading~ Please comment QVQ~
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