After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

"Yezi!" The old and tired middle-aged woman staggered to her feet, "My son!"

"Okay!" Gu Xi came over, "Both of you are in a good mood, there is nothing to do next, let's not waste the actor's mood, just come directly."

He greeted the staff behind him: "The photography is in place, the others go!"

"Action!"

"Yezi—" Mother tremblingly walked in front of him, with tears in her eyes, her hands trembling slightly in mid-air, but she couldn't fall down for some reason, and was so choked up that she couldn't even speak.

"Mom!" Chu Ye grabbed his mother's hand and hugged her up.

The camera positions on both sides quickly cut to the close-up, quickly capturing the facial expressions of the two.

The crying of the mother and son turned from depression to collapse, and the woman hugged her son out of breath: "What did I do wrong! Ah? Son, you tell mom, God is going to punish us like this..."

Chu Ye didn't answer, only tears fell from the exposed eye in big drops, and when it was displayed on the screen, the fragmented beauty was simply suffocating.

As Gu Xun said, these two people are extremely contagious, whether it is Shang Tingxiu's collapsed cry or Hang Yang's forbearing cry, it is moving to see.

The low sobbing of the staff can already be heard from behind.

"Where's Chu Sen?" Chu Ye helped his mother up, his voice still hoarse.

The woman seemed to be crying, and it took two seconds for her to come to her senses: "He went to school, yes, he went to school..."

The two chatted a few more words, even though they carefully avoided their father, the conversation was still extremely depressing.

"Yezi," finally, after a short silence, the woman grabbed Chu Ye's thin shoulders, her eyes were bloodshot, "The family can't support it, the family can't support you to study outside!"

Even though he was prepared, there was a momentary blankness on Chu Ye's face.

The woman's broken cry continued in her ears: "I beg you, Mom, don't waste yourself outside, please, Mom! Come back and ask for a way out, okay..."

But everything was covered with a film, Hang Yang couldn't hear it very clearly, he only felt the buzzing in his ears was very noisy, after a long while, he heard his own voice - incredibly calm, like a machine: "Okay. "

With a "yes" - Chu Ye put an end to his life-threatening artistic career.

After he finished speaking, he leaned on the wall and stood up staggeringly. His legs were shivering, and cold sweat broke out on his back and forehead. He repeated in a low voice: "Okay."

Hang Yang walked out blankly, as if his eyes were suddenly dazzled by the light at the door, he leaned to the side, leaned on the wall and slid down lifelessly——

"Hang Yang!"

Hang Xiutu's voice and Gu Dao's "Cut!" sounded at the same time, and he rushed over to pick him up in a hurry: "Hang Yang! Hang Yang!"

"I'm fine..." Hang Yang tried to focus his eyes and pulled himself out of the hazy fog, but his body was shaking too much.

"Actors take a break!" Gu Xi's voice sounded, "Recover and continue!"

He also came over in a hurry: "My God... Do you know that Hang Yang's state just now made me think I was making a documentary."

Hang Yang supported Hang Xiutu's shoulder with one hand, indicating that he could stand up, and he forced a smile at Hang Xiutu: "I'm fine, don't worry."

After a short break, filming continued.

Disasters can make people grow overnight, and this is exactly the case for Chu Ye.He properly organized his father's funeral and propped up the crumbling home in a short period of time.

On the night of the funeral, he asked his neighbors to drive his mother and younger brother back home first in a three-wheeler, and walked on the way home alone in silence.

When he was about to go back, he heard the noise at the door from a distance, and it seemed that a group of people were gathered at his door to watch the excitement.

Chu Ye pushed aside the crowd and walked in. When that familiar face appeared in front of him again, he almost thought he was dreaming.

"Lu Haochu...?" He covered his mouth, his hands were shaking.

Lu Haochu stood at the door, his clothes and his surroundings felt incompatible, even torn.The moment Lu Haochu saw Chu Ye, a smile finally appeared on his slightly tired face, and he stretched out his hand to Chu Ye: "I don't understand the dialect here, it's really not easy to find it all the way, so make sure you don't give me any praise ?"

Chu Ye's pupils were shaking slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "What are you doing here? I've already told you..."

"I already know what happened to your family," Lu Haochu said in a low voice, "I'm sorry I wasn't by your side at that time. But that's not the reason to break up—"

Whispering was heard all around, more and more people were watching the theater, and gradually many people felt that the relationship between the two people was not right, and expressions of curiosity, sarcasm, disgust, or contempt gradually appeared on their faces , but Lu Haochu didn't realize it—or he hadn't lived in this kind of environment for a day since he was born, and he didn't know how terrible these many and complicated eyes were.

Chu Ye quickly rushed up to cover his mouth, with almost humble earnestness in his eyes, he whispered, "Stop talking."

He repeated quickly, panicking almost incoherently: "You can't say it here, you can't say it here! Don't look at me like that, it won't work here, it really won't work here..."

The door of Chu's house opened slowly, and an old and tired woman came out staring at her eyes swollen from crying. Her eyes went back and forth between her son and Lu Haochu. It was obvious that the two of them hadn't said a word—maybe it was because of a mother Intuition, her eyes suddenly widened, bloody eyes became more and more terrifying, the woman rushed down a few steps, her voice was so high-pitched that it was almost shrill, "Look at everything! Look at everything! Roll!"

She yelled and slapped the people around her frantically.

The bystanders scattered like birds and beasts, with their hands in their pockets, and while swearing at the excited woman, they staggered forward, occasionally looking back—they looked at Chu Ye still with ambiguous or contemptuous eyes With a smile, his gaze pierced Chu Ye's already sensitive heart like knives.

He looked at his mother's figure, and then at Lu Haochu in front of him. It took almost an instant for Chu Ye to calm down.

In a trance, Chu Ye heard his own voice suddenly, and said coldly: "We have already broken up, Lu Haochu, let's go back."

Lu Haochu grew up in Paris, and in his eyes, everything that happened here was so absurd that it was almost incomprehensible, especially Chu Ye's attitude.

"What's the matter? What's the matter!" Lu Haochu only felt that all his gaffes in his life were in front of Chu Ye, "There is a change in your family, I can be your reliance—"

"You can't." Chu Ye raised his head, not even realizing that he was crying.

Lu Haochu's patience was close to the limit, he took a step forward and was about to press Chu Ye's shoulder, when a thin and wizened figure suddenly stood in front of him, holding Chu Ye and staggering back a few steps.

"Mom." Chu Ye turned his head and looked at his mother in a daze. She stared at Lu Haochu with bloodshot eyes, and her eyes were full of natural hostility.

Lu Haochu rubbed his temples, and restrained again and again: "Hello, Auntie, please calm down, please let me introduce myself first, I am Chu Ye's love—"

The woman suddenly trembled and gave him a bite. She pointed at Lu Haochu, her hands were shaking: "You are a fart! Get out! Get out!"

Seeing Lu Haochu froze in place, she pushed up like crazy, her withered arm was so powerful that she pushed the tall Lu Haochu staggeringly: "You fucking talk nonsense, my son won't find a man , who the hell are you! Get out of here!"

Standing behind his mother, Chu Ye's eyes were dark and lifeless, and he didn't see the agility of the past, as if others were standing here breathing, but their souls were already dead.

"Lu Haochu," Chu Ye finally said, calmer than he thought. He smiled at first, but then his face twisted uncontrollably, and finally he settled on an extremely weird expression, "Lu Haochu, you See? We are not the same kind of people, please go."

He grabbed his mother, who was almost insane, and pushed desperately towards the door of his house without looking back.

The neighbors began to spread some gossip, and the speed of gossip in the small town was no less than that of the Internet, but in two days, almost every family could discuss a few sentences after dinner:

"Do you know? The son raised by the old Chu's family became insane after being sent abroad. What, what, he likes men."

"It's more than that! I heard that he didn't, and he secretly changed his name, and I can't write a word if he changed it to something..."

"Didn't his father ask for the name 'Chu Ye' in the temple?"

"That is to say, this unfilial thing, his father may be mad at him to death!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of useless things are raised here, it will embarrass his father."

"If you want me to say, that, that homosexuality, that is a disease and needs to be cured!"

"Hey! Brat, did you hear that? That brat from the Chu family is not a normal person. You should avoid dealing with him in the future!"

"..."

From that day on, even when Chu Ye was walking on the street, children would throw stones at him, laughing and shouting, "Gay! Gay!"

——It seems that these three words are used as a curse.

Chu Ye suddenly felt it was funny, so he suddenly laughed, the more he laughed, the thinner shoulders shrugged violently, and in the end he could hardly make a sound, so he could only squat in the middle of the path with his hands on his stomach, listening to the louder and louder shouts around him. The older child shouted:

"Neuropathy!"

"madman!"

"abnormal!"

"Gay!"

……

It was a month after Lu Haochu saw Chu Ye again. The hands of his former lover—the artist's hands were piercing the wooden stool. His whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of heavy weather, haggard and exhausted. It was incredible that Lu Haochu walked up to him. When I was by my side, I couldn't recognize him: "Chu...Ye?"

Chu Ye raised his head, glanced at him with thick black eyes, but lowered them without any waves: "Why are you here again?"

"How are you?"

Chu Ye lowered his head, and continued to work: "My story is widely spread, and no middle school in the town or city is willing to accept me, so I went to an elementary school to become an art teacher."

In the suppressed silence, he spoke slowly again: "There is not much money, and leisure is better than being able to come back and take care of the family—"

Lu Haochu subconsciously shouted: "Where's your studies?! Where's your art!"

Chu Ye's hand finally stopped, trembling uncontrollably when he heard the word "art", but he still didn't look up.

"So," Lu Haochu pressed his shoulders and said eagerly, "I will support you, so you hurry back to Paris to continue your studies. In this way, we will remain the same as before, nothing has changed, it's a simple matter, right?"

He took the ticket and stuffed it into Chu Ye's hand: "Let's go, it's not that 'I and you' are not in the same world, but that 'here' is not in the same world as 'you', let's go, go back to where you should go Is the place good? Your hand, this hand should be holding a paintbrush, not, like now..."

Chu Ye stared at the ticket for a while, his pure black eyes finally looked at Lu Haochu, and said softly: "The day after you left last time, your brother came."

Lu Haochu's face turned pale.

"Do you know what he said? You buy a bag for your lover, spend a good night together... You can spend a lot of money, such as painting 20 euros to buy a painting to please a young artist. There is no problem at all, he is too lazy It doesn't matter, it doesn't need to."

"But he will never allow you to support me who was born in such a place, let alone support my family for me, not even a penny."

"Do you know how he looks at me?" Chu Ye chuckled, "A small piece of garbage dug out from the garbage dump has been painted with a shiny layer of skin. After peeling it off, it is still garbage."

After a few seconds of silence, Chu Ye spoke again, looking into Lu Haochu's panic-stricken eyes:

"Lu Haochu, if I walk from here with you, can you bear the inevitable consequences?"

"You," Chu Ye leaned forward, "I dare say you won't regret it?"

Lu Haochu's pupils flickered suddenly, his pale lips trembled, and he didn't speak.

Chu Ye took out the brand new ticket, waved it in front of Lu Haochu's eyes, and slowly pressed the corner of it with the other hand, making a gesture of "tearing".

Lu Haochu's whole body trembled violently, and subconsciously reached out his hand to stop it, but just before he was about to speak, his hand hung in the air, hesitating.

"Three." Chu Ye didn't know why he didn't tear it up on the spot, but wanted to count down. His messy mind seemed to be a mess, so it's possible that he was still harboring some expectations...

"two"

"One"

With the sound of "one", Chu Ye's messed up mind instantly cleared up. Without any hesitation, he tore apart the ticket with a sound of "Sla" in front of Lu Haochu.

In the man's complicated and dodging eyes, Chu Ye slowly and slowly revealed a smile. This was the first time he smiled normally in more than a month. With a smile, a tear suddenly slid down from his left eye, and along the way Dripping with the small and delicate mandible-beautiful.

"Goodbye, Lu Haochu."

A few days later, Chu Ye went to the police station and changed his name from "Chu Ye" back to "Chu Ye". He looked at the sky outside the window, the sun was shining today, and it was a good day to go out and sketch.

In the blink of an eye, years have passed.Chu Sen also left the town and went to college.

When he came back again, he no longer scolded his brother for being gay with others, scolded his brother for embarrassing him, and no longer cursed his brother at all costs. Instead, he sat silently in front of Chu Ye and let him gently touch him. Touch your head.

"You have grown taller." Chu Ye said with a smile.

Chu Sen raised his head: his elder brother is not yet 25, his face seems to have not changed, but he seems to have grown old.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, "Brother, thank you."

In the blink of an eye, decades will pass.

The elderly Chu Ye walked alone along the street, and a child was crying. He went up to see that the child's painting was dropped on the ground and got dirty.

"Don't cry," Chu Ye patted his head, "Don't cry."

He picked up the pencil with trembling hands, squinted his presbyopic eyes, and drew a picture for the child with effort and clumsiness.

The film ends with the back of the old man staggering forward.No one knows that this wrinkled old man once had a same-sex lover, a romantic and turbulent love, no one knows that he was an art student with high hopes, and no one knows his sacrifice and pain.

Everything has been melted into the wrinkles on his forehead by time, and the dust has been sealed into the bottom file that no one will ever look through.

But he still picked up a pen for a kid

——It is inevitable to be vulgar, and romance will never change until death.

"Card!"

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I finished the cruel part in one breath