Blooming on the ground

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The photos of the two were captured by passers-by while they were out on vacation, which sparked a same-sex scandal. Fang Mufeng responded to the incident by posting on Weibo.

The accompanying picture is a group photo of them riding a motorcycle and getting wet from the rain, with a clear sky behind them.He added a brief sentence to this group photo: "The rain has stopped."

Yan Huanchao’s studio’s Weibo rarely had any movement. Not only did he repost this Weibo, but he also added: “The sky is clear.”

Fans who started to fall in love with the two Xipis after playing the movie "Zero Celsius" felt like a holiday, and the collective boiled up. No one expected that the on-screen couple would frequently send sugar after the movie-whether it was Yan Huanchao's ambiguous ridicule at the award ceremony, the two Looking at each other and smiling on stage and off stage, the two are still traveling and interacting together now.

The actor Yan Da has always been low-key, he is indifferent to everyone, and most of the actors who have worked with him seem to be just ordinary colleagues. It is really rare to have such an intimate relationship on the surface.

Sheng Lan didn't object to Fang Mufeng's response this time, and even asked Shui Jun to lead the public opinion to the point that the two were a pair of seniors who cherished each other.Most of the scandals in the entertainment industry are true and sometimes false, as long as there is no evidence to find the real hammer, plus money can make ghosts grind and brainwash more, the so-called truth is just a little girl who dresses up with others.

The two of them collaborated in a same-sex movie, and during the film's release, it was reported that the fake show was real.Instead of covering up to cover up, it is better to show the friendly relationship between the two generously.The most dangerous places are often the safest, and the more you put it on the table, the less you will be suspected.The scandal between the two men, the vast majority of people let go of it after hearing about it, who would believe that someone would destroy their career and come out of the closet.

For the next half a year, Fang Mufeng participated in Lin Zhen's new work.

Wang Ni once told Fang Mufeng not to be too picky about performances, and to get in touch with different directors and different forms of works, so he recommended him to Lin Zhen, a well-known director in the drama industry, and gave him the opportunity to experience the rehearsal and performance methods of dramas with Lin Zhen.

This drama is Lin Zhen's five years of hard work, and it brings together many veteran actors. Fang Mufeng is the youngest among them and it is the first time to appear in a drama, but the role is quite important.In order to get an audience worthy of buying tickets to watch the drama, he studied hard and never let go of any opportunity to learn and polish himself.

After many tours, his basic skills and common sense as an actor have been solidified a lot, and his serious attitude to hone his acting skills has also received a lot of praise.

During the tour, Fang Mufeng and Zhou Zhiman's movie "Xu Xu" officially landed in theaters.In the movie, the scene of Lian Sheng mourning and weeping after Wen Juan's death is very contagious. It is considered to be Fang Mufeng's highlight moment on the big screen. Many people paid attention to this young actor who had already emerged because of this scene.

Applause and booing have always been symbiotic, how many people praise or pursue, and how many people criticize or slander.Fang Mufeng has always behaved neither humble nor overbearing towards all these, hardly responding to disputes and not caring what others say, just burying his head in doing what he should do.

There is no shortcut to the road to art, and it can only rely on continuous investment and perception. Instead of spending time in such meaningless debates, it is better to focus on self-growth.

He really wants to live a good life on his own, and he should die to those people who scolded him and hated him.

The drama came to an end with the final performance, the audience applauded continuously, and the leading actors came out twice to call the curtain.Fang Mufeng held several large bouquets of flowers from the audience in his arms, most of his face was covered by the flowers, and the light in his eyes danced, revealing a childlike innocent smile.

After sending off the actors and audience, the huge theater became empty again.Fang Mufeng told the uncle in charge of closing the door to wait, and walked to the center of the stage again, looking around.

There was no one in the audience, but he could still hear the thunderous applause from the audience, feel the eyes staring at him, and seemed to be able to hear his own beating heartbeat.

Thousands of thoughts surged from the bottom of his heart, and Fang Mufeng couldn't help feeling that there was a career he had pursued all his life on the stage and in front of the camera. Compared with himself in his previous life, he still had a lot of time and opportunities to continue on this road in this life. In the future, there will be countless good plays and countless curtain calls waiting for him.

Better yet.

With a bang, the lights on the stage suddenly turned on, Fang Mufeng's thoughts were interrupted, and he raised his hand subconsciously to block the bright white light in front of his eyes.

Following the end of the light source, a tall figure was approaching step by step, stepped onto the stage, and walked towards him.

"The roses in the yard are blooming."

Yan Huanchao presented a bouquet of white roses in his hand, Fang Mufeng took it and smiled at him.

There are careers and people that Fang Mufeng cares about the most in his life, all on this stage.

"Why are you here?" He knew that Yan Huanchao was filming a new movie these days, but he didn't expect that the other party came here specially, and he didn't miss his first and last performance.

"I can't miss your performance," Yan Huanchao twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, and said very seriously, "Mr. Fang, I'm your fan."

Fang Mufeng's smile deepened, he was a little floating now, as if his feet were on cotton.

Yan Huanchao took his hand, clasped his fingers together, and asked him, "What do you want to do tonight?"

"Go home and eat."

Fang Mufeng grabbed Yan Huanchao's hand and brought it to his lips. He didn't want to do anything but spend every moment with Yan Huanchao.

Yan Huanchao watched Fang Mufeng gently peck and kiss him, and when he raised his eyes, he pressed a kiss on his forehead.

They walked off the stage side by side, turned off the lights and walked out of the theater.

Before you know it, four years have passed in a flash.

Whether it is the thickness of his works or his acting skills, Fang Mufeng has greatly improved during this period, his career has been advancing rapidly, and he has become a powerful group among the new generation of actors. Every step on the actor's journey is extraordinarily sonorous and powerful.Although the luck of winning the awards is average, Fang Mufeng is not in a hurry, and always feels that putting himself into each role is more important than winning any awards. Anyway, there will be something that should be there sooner or later.

In the past few years he and Yan Huanchao have been together, their behavior has become more and more flattering. Even Sheng Lan said that the two of them are becoming more and more alike.

Fang Mufeng asked her, why the same way?

Sheng Lan gave him a white look: "Of course they are crazy, but they are crazy together."

Fang Mufeng giggled as if he had received some special praise.

This day, Sheng Lan handed him a script, saying that the director and screenwriter named you by name and asked you to be the male lead. Guess who directed and wrote this film?

Fang Mufeng easily guessed that it was Yan Huanchao, who was the director and screenwriter of the new film.

Sheng Lan was a little puzzled, because Yan Huanchao had done enough to keep the secrets secret, and the script had been written long ago, so it was unlikely that Fang Mufeng knew about it.

"Is he the one who let you know?" She asked curiously.

"No," Fang Mufeng shook his head, "The teacher didn't say anything."

Sheng Lan asked again: "Then how do you know?"

Fang Mufeng smiled, not telling the inside story: "I just know."

Sheng Lan said: "Yeah, just say it's a tacit understanding between the two of you, and you both know each other."

In fact, it wasn't that Sheng Lan said it was so mysterious, it was just that Fang Mufeng cheated - he had read this script in his previous life.

It was the time when Cheng Min invited him to film in Yan Huanchao's farmyard. He looked at the paintings, flowers, and the script that Yan Huanchao put on the table.

I didn't intend to read it at first, but just glanced at the cover casually, but Yan Huanchao said not far behind him: "Look."

Don't read it for nothing, Fang Mufeng really picked it up at his gesture, and flipped through it page by page.

The story of the script is very simple. A young man who was abandoned by his family and struggled at the bottom met a child who escaped from the family violence.The big boy meets the little boy unexpectedly, meets the other self in the world, warms each other, and the story of redemption.

After watching for some time, Fang Mufeng actually shed tears in front of Yan Huanchao, whom he was not familiar with at that time.

Yan Huanchao looked very gentle and asked him, do you like this story?

Fang Mufeng nodded calmly, and asked Yan Huanchao if this story would be made into a movie.

"No more," who knew Yan Huanchao denied it, fixed his eyes on him, and said slowly, "I can't find the male lead."

In this life, the same script was approved and was about to be made into a film. Yan Huanchao personally checked it, picked one of the more than 2000 boys who participated in the audition, and took Fang Mufeng to meet him.

Seeing the candidate selected by Yan Huanchao, Fang Mufeng was stunned, unable to tell exactly what he looked like, but this child reminded him of him as a child who was frozen in the yellowed photo.

Fang Mufeng suddenly realized, Yan Huanchao looked at him at that time, who was the hero in his mind.

He asked Yan Huanchao: "Did that child look after me when I was a child?"

Yan Huanchao smiled, raised his hand and patted his head: "The eyes are like yours, and everyone likes to stare straight at people like this."

Fang Mufeng seemed to be fed a candy, his mouth was full of sweetness, he said with a smile: "It seems that the teacher has plotted against me for a long time."

"It's been a long time," Yan Huanchao admitted frankly, and Fang Mufeng was even more proud, "It's about two lifetimes."

Yan Huanchao acted and Yu directed. The news of the self-written and self-directed film attracted a lot of attention as soon as it came out.Half a year later, the movie was officially launched, and Yan Huanchao invited Peng Wen, and asked their common Bole to take over the role of producer of the movie.

Going around and going back to the starting point of everything, the second time they met, Peng Wenye and Yan Huanchao were watching in front of the monitor, and Fang Mufeng was acting in front of the camera.

After so long in a blink of an eye, Yan Huanchao has been watching him with this gaze.

Fang Mufeng acted very reassuringly and presumptuously, doing the play Yan Huanchao wanted to see.

In the movie, in a crisis, the young man kills the child's father in order to protect the child from domestic violence, and then surrenders himself very frankly.

The interrogating policewoman asked him what his relationship was with the child.

"It's okay, I don't know him." The young man denied it coldly without even looking at the policewoman sitting across from him.

The policewoman said, the child said you were his father.

"Can children believe nonsense?" The young man chuckled, his laughter was weird, his eyes were playful, "Sister Police, look at me so young, where can I get such a big kid?"

He leaned on the back of the chair, his expression still cold: "I said, if you don't know him, you don't know him."

The policewoman didn't refute his obvious lies, she just said, the child wrote you a letter, I think you should read it.

But the young man rebuffed coldly: "Tear it up, what's so interesting about someone I don't know?"

The policewoman pushed the envelope in front of him, then got up and left the room.

According to the plot of the script, the young man here still opened the letter, and the immature handwriting on the letter was full of the child's longing for him.

Fang Mufeng opened the prop letter, and a line of words came into view, with vigorous and powerful handwriting.

Everything went well during the rehearsal, and it was obviously not this letter that he held in his hand.

Fang Mufeng's eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised by the content of the letter, and water pooled in his eye sockets within a few seconds.He stared at a very thin piece of letter paper for a long time, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and tears fell like dropped beads.

Mu Feng, thank you for loving me.

Yan Huanchao.

Fang Mufeng carefully folded the letter up and covered his heart, then slowly raised his tearful eyes and looked forward.

There is Yan Huanchao ahead.

This letter was only a few words, but Fang Mufeng didn't want to share a single word with anyone.

This scene has nothing to do with young people and children, it is all about Fang Mufeng's most authentic and personal stories and feelings.

Throughout the set, countless pairs of eyes watched him, only Yan Huanchao could understand his performance at the moment.

Only he understands, that's enough.

Winter came late this year, and finally the first snow fell.

The film awards season came as scheduled. Yan Huanchao and Fang Mufeng were both nominated for Best Actor, but they both missed the awards ceremony as if they had an appointment. This became a piece of news.

It was snowing heavily, and the two of them walked hand in hand in the uninhabited mountains, admiring the plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow in the new year, indifferent to worldly eyes, like all ordinary and happy lovers.

As far as the eye can see, it is white, inaccessible, clean and quiet.

Fang Mufeng felt that the moment he was experiencing was so beautiful that it was unreal. Perhaps it was because of his excitement. He suddenly threw away Yan Huanchao's hand, ran forward a few steps, yelled as if venting, and suddenly his feet got stuck in the snow Unable to pull it out, the person fell directly into the snow.

Yan Huanchao followed behind and paced slowly, not wondering why.

As soon as he opened and closed his eyes, feathery snowflakes fell on his face and eyelashes very lightly and slowly.

The snowflakes have melted, and it is another spring.

Give the pain to time, no matter how deep the scar is, there will be a day when it will be healed.Fang Mufeng no longer wants to find out why his mother treated him like that, and he can't remember who Yan Jingshan is.

They all ruthlessly let go of their fate with Fang Mufeng, and Fang Mufeng can also let go of their memories and let them go.

Fang Mufeng finally faced all these methods, he allowed the existence of his anger, sadness and hostility, he also allowed the existence of cowardice, weakness and powerlessness, and devoted himself to making his current life better, instead of falling into the trap of blaming others, In the cycle of chasing mistakes and self-harm.

I used to think that the best way to free myself from the past was to become harder than everything else, to build myself an armor of invulnerability, but that was just going from one extreme to the other.Fang Mufeng never thought that he would plunge into a new relationship again, bravely exposed his fragility and softness, and then received real support.

Wordless support from Yan Huanchao.

The previous life was like a scar, and for the rest of his life, Fang Mufeng wanted to let this indelible wound fly out as a butterfly.

A tender kiss fell on his forehead and eyelids, melting the snowflakes.

Fang Mufeng opened his eyes, Yan Huanchao's face was extremely close, and he was also lying with him in the snow, and was staring at him with his upper body propped up.

Yan Huanchao's eyes were as deep and bright as ever, and Fang Mufeng saw himself in his eyes.

Fang Mufeng was completely relieved of his past life, he finally bid farewell to that past and found his complete self.

Love and hate are each other's antidote, when you can't love someone anymore, you need hate to rescue you.

This is what he has always believed in, and now he has found the second half of the sentence.

When a person wants to let go of hatred for himself and the world, only love can heal and save—love for himself, love for others and the world.

Fang Mufeng and Yan Huanchao looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly remembered that today is the first day of the new year, so he squinted his eyes and smiled, very cute.

He cheered, "Happy New Year, Teacher Yan."

Teacher Yan also smiled, leaned over and kissed Fang Mufeng's lips again, and when the four lips were about to be inseparable, he said, "Happy New Year."

It is indeed a new year, and from now on, even a farewell cannot separate us.

Happy newborn, my baby.

End.

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There is a side story.