Blooming on the ground

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Fang Mufeng didn't speak, and stared at Yan Huanchao with a pair of dark and bright eyes.

She delivered it to her door but didn't want it, and now she's flirting with him again.Although he was often uncertain about Yan Huanchao's intentions, his intuition told him that this man always had desires for him, and most of the time he restrained them very well.

"Actually, you've always missed me, but why don't you?" Thinking of this, he really took the courage to ask.

Yan Huanchao was quiet for a few seconds, and said word by word: "What do you take me for, what do you take yourself for."

Fang Mufeng really wanted to reply directly, "Powders, little prostitutes", but felt that his mouth was sometimes unforgiving, so he swallowed the words after thinking for a while, and continued to remain silent.

Yan Huanchao seemed to be questioning, but he couldn't hear the meaning of blame in his words. He asked again: "You think you owe me and don't know how to pay it back, so you want to use yourself to pay off the debt, right?"

"No." Fang Mufeng denied it decisively, but changed his words within a few seconds, "Yes, but it's not true either."

Yan Huanchao pinched his chin and said in a deep voice, "Tell me."

Fang Mufeng felt that he had admitted everything anyway, so he might as well tell the truth: "You should pay back what you owe, but you didn't ask for anything other than me. If I want to pay back, I have to do what I want. In the past, I thought of myself It's so precious, in fact, sleeping with the great actor Yan Huanchao, no matter how I think about it, I don't feel bad about it."

These days, he really thought about it. Rebirth doesn't mean everything goes well, and it doesn't mean that he has absolute control over his life.

Since some things cannot be avoided, it is better to meet them.

Just keep walking along this path, and when he becomes strong enough and the path under his feet is long enough, everything will naturally become clear.

Fang Mufeng thought that Yan Huanchao would be a little angry, after all, the truth is not very nice.He felt that what he said was frank, but he wasn't sure if Emperor Yan would understand the feeling of being forced into prostitution and helplessly accepting his fate.

However, Yan Huanchao smiled, rubbed his lips with his fingertips, and blamed him: "My little head thinks a lot."

His fingers pried open the teeth, slipped into the mouth, and gently stirred Fang Mufeng's tongue, his breath was hot, and his voice was low: "I didn't think about it so much, when I kissed you, I only wanted to kiss you."

The eyes can't see very much, and the hearing becomes extra sensitive.Such a pleasant voice, with a mellow smoky voice, seemed to cast a net, and gently caught Fang Mufeng.

The blazing heat came again, Fang Mufeng was only stunned for a moment, and his lips were gently held again. The touch between the lips was moist and warm, light and light with a long aftertaste.

To be honest, actor Yan Da is very good at teasing, even though Fang Mufeng is not willing to cooperate, his heart still can't help beating.Some chemical substance secreted in his body made him unable to think at this moment, unable to refuse.

After a light kiss, the lips were still close together, and Yan Huanchao's voice sounded from a short distance away, with an obvious smile: "Go to bed early, good night."

That night, King Yan Daying neither took the opportunity to ask him, nor did he say how to get him back in the future, Fang Mufeng was really at a loss.But he's pretty decent with this skin all over his body, no matter how much Yan Dayingdi wants, he can only give so much.

Temporarily getting rid of Feng Qiang, he was refreshed, and his condition quickly recovered. The next week, he was re-shooting the scenes that had been missed before, but the progress of Yan Daying was much faster than him, and there were only a few scenes left.

Their last rivalry was the breakup between Guan Minghang and Fu Bai.

Before the filming started, Xuannian Fang Mufeng said that when he wrote the script, he actually thought of giving the protagonists another ending, but he still couldn't write it.

"The audience likes a happy ending, and they like to see two people overcome many difficulties together." Xuan Nian fixed his eyes on a certain point in the distance, and sighed imperceptibly, "But I can't write that kind of ending. Hard to imagine."

Having said that, he lowered his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Actually, Guan Minghang is willing to accompany Fu Baidu in adversity, but he may not love him that much, but he is too young. I believe they will have their day, and I believe that youth is beautiful and strong enough to overcome Life."

Fang Mufeng had another understanding of his own, he said: "But he actually had a sincere heart."

Xuan Nian looked up at him.

Fang Mufeng continued: "Guan Minghang has nothing, all he can give is this. When he realized that he couldn't give it, he would rather take it all back and not keep any tenderness."

Xuan Nian was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You know Guan Minghang better than me, the director and screenwriter."

Fang Mufeng smiled: "Now it's up to me to act, Guan Minghang is also my Guan Minghang."

For nearly a year after that, Guan Minghang and Fu Bai still lived here, and their lives still did not improve much.

All Guan Minghang got were small roles, so he just made do with acting, but the extra money was not enough for him to survive in Beicheng, and Fu Bai was basically responsible for the rent, water and electricity alone.During this time, he was seriously ill and was too weak to go anywhere, so he could only wait for Fu Bai at home every day.

For money, Fu Bai began to work around every day, often coming back very late.

When Guan Minghang asked, he explained that he just took on a new job recently and was just busy.

With the evasive eyes and faltering tone of voice, Guan Minghang could tell at a glance that Fu Bai was lying, and he nodded in agreement on the surface, but turned his head and followed him all the way to work.Then he saw Fu Bai walk into a restaurant, put on a waiter's uniform, and serve people plates.

Through the glass window, he stared at Fu Bai in a daze for a long time, his eyes full of complicated and unspeakable emotions.

Continuing to write those broken scripts would not make any money at all, so Fu Bai gave up his so-called persistence and took several part-time jobs for money, and ran to deliver food after he was busy in the restaurant.

The balance in Guan Minghang's heart suddenly fluctuated. He said categorically that he would become famous, and he said that he would get along well with Fu Bai, but he couldn't do anything.

A relationship should not have too much suffering and a sense of sacrifice, otherwise, if you barely get together, sooner or later you will have mutual resentment.

Soon after, Fu Bai's mother came to Beicheng to visit her son from a long distance, and cooked a meal for them in the narrow rental house, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried cabbage heart, tomato egg drop soup, just a few homely dishes vegetable.

The dishes are just ordinary dishes, and the person who cooks them is just an ordinary mother who can nagging about how her son has lost weight again.Guan Minghang ate with his head buried in his rice bowl throughout the meal, hiding his red eyes.

Fortunately, the lights were dim, and no one saw it.

How long has it been since I had a home-cooked meal? Even Guan Minghang can't remember.His parents didn't care much about him, even if his son ran away from home to become an actor, he never asked.When he came to Beicheng, most of the time he would eat leftovers on the set, and eating was just a last resort for him to survive.

Seeing that he was eating too fast, Fu Bai's mother kept coughing non-stop, and reached out to sweep his back: "Don't eat so fast, be careful of choking."

Guan Minghang pursed his lips, bent his red eyes, and nodded.

Before leaving, Fu Bai ran to get the train ticket, leaving Fu Bai's mother and Guan Minghang alone.

Fu Bai's mother said to him, my son, please help my aunt to persuade Fu Bai when you have time, let him go home, this big city is not suitable for us.I too... I'm old too.

Guan Minghang watched her silently, did not speak, but caught sight of the white strands in her hair.

At this point, his swinging balance has finally completely tilted to one side.

Before this rivalry scene happened, Fu Bai had just returned from get off work and learned from the landlord, Uncle Du, that Guan Minghang was leaving.

"He said he was spotted by some big director, and he was going to make a movie to make his way to fame, so he is no longer in my small place." Uncle Du said.

"What's going on? Uncle Du said you're leaving." Fu Bai hurried upstairs and opened the door, asking this question whenever he met.

Guan Minghang glanced up at him, holding a piece of clothing that was almost folded in his hand, and the travel bag next to it was almost full.

"Well, it's like this." His face was expressionless and his voice was cold, as if he was announcing an ordinary matter.

Panicked emotions flashed across Fu Bai's face. He adjusted his breathing to stabilize himself, and forced a smile: "In such a hurry, where are we going?"

"It's not us." Guan Minghang was holding a piece of clothing, the veins on the back of his hands were protruding, but his face was still calm, "It's me."

Fu Bai seemed to have heard something funny, and laughed a few times stiffly: "Minghang, what are you talking about?"

Guan Minghang looked straight at him, and said word by word: "Fu Bai, let's break up."

Fu Bai suddenly showed a look of helplessness, and he froze on the spot like a child who did something wrong. It took a few seconds to react, he pulled his shoulder nervously, and stumbled when he spoke: "What, what's going on, Minghang, What did I do wrong or because of you... What are your difficulties, tell me, can I change it?"

"There is nothing wrong, there is no reason." Guan Minghang closed his eyes and opened them again, trying to hold back the feeling of heartbreak that was about to overflow from his heart, and broke away from his hand, "Fu Bai, I didn't come to Beicheng to be with you Waiting to die in this ten-square-meter house."

"If Minghang is just because he has no money and no house, we can suffer together," Fu Bai was sure that Guan Minghang really wanted to break up with him, his eyes were red with anxiety, and his words were illogical, "I can More part-time jobs, if you want to be an actor, I can accompany you until the day you are in your early years, and I will follow you wherever you go. Any difficulties can be overcome, as long as we are still together, I can..."

"I can't!" Guan Minghang suddenly raised his voice, emotional cracks appeared on his frozen face, but he held back his words and turned around immediately.

Fu Bai was stunned by this sudden, speechless, he sat down at the foot of the bed slowly, for a long time, curled the corner of his mouth with a half-smile.

"So you miss me and us so much..." He lowered his head slightly, but he couldn't hide the loneliness and sadness in his smile.

Guan Minghang didn't answer, he took a deep breath, and continued to bend down to pack his luggage as if nothing had happened.

In a long shot of nearly 1 minute, Fu Bai sat there for as long as he cleaned up here, and only confrontation and silence flowed in it.There seems to be an invisible thread between the two people in the picture, which is on the verge of breaking at this moment.

"I have received a new play. This time is a great opportunity. I will become a big star in the future." Guan Minghang picked up his luggage bag, walked to the door and unlocked it but did not open the door. He held the doorknob tightly, not Turning around, he said to Fu Bai, "You go home, there is no place in Beicheng where no one needs you, there is at home."

Guan Minghang said that he didn't need him anymore, Fu Bai could only hear this sentence.

Even though everything was peaceful, Fu Bai felt that he was being executed by Ling Chi every second, over and over again.He would rather Guan Minghang quarrel with him, would rather Guan Minghang say harsh words and stab him with a sharp knife in his heart, but he remained calm and didn't say anything more.

Fu Bai sat there like an unthreaded puppet, surprisingly quiet.The dim light came down from above his head, but his eyes gradually lost focus in the light, lost his soul and lost his heart, and it was not until Guan Minghang spoke that he suddenly became a little angry.

He looked up at Guan Minghang's back and said, "Guan Minghang, we won't meet again after you leave."

In response to his door knock, Guan Minghang didn't even look back at him, not even a glance.

At this time, camera No. 3 showed the camera to Fang Mufeng's face, and the emotions he had suppressed all the way finally leaked when no one was paying attention—the tears that had been rolling in his eyes all the time, falling like broken beads.

Unbiased, neither early nor late, just at the moment when the door was closed.