Listening to Su Lan's words, Su Ye loosened the fingers holding on to his trousers one by one. His fingertips hung loosely in the air, but he still maintained the posture of holding something.
Su Lan sat patiently next to him. After saying this, she became quiet and waited for Su Ye's answer.
Those beautiful amber eyes moved to the side before Su Lan looked over, her gaze floating in the air. Su Lan took a gentle breath and looked at it, realizing that although Su Ye's gaze was vague, it had a clear focus.
He didn't know what he was looking at, it seemed like he was looking at some kind of phantom condensed in the air that no one but Su Ye could catch.
After a long while, Su Ye moved his lips, "If Sister Lan wants to arrange it-"
"Xiaoye." Su Lan interrupted Su Ye, "You are not the only artist in the company, and it's not that we can't schedule it, or that you have to bear the burden."
The corners of Su Ye's lips moved slightly, as if they were suppressing something unnoticeably.
Lidya Su looked at him carefully.
Su Ye's eyes that were floating in the air had converged and fell on his lap. He listened to Su Lan's words and did not express any further opinions.
"If you really don't want to star, Xiaoye, I will reject Director Ji Ru. You don't have to worry about anything else." Su Lan said slowly as if chatting.
Does Su Ye really don't want to act? Lidya Su doesn't think so.
But Su Ye always seemed to be afraid, evading, or fearing something. He stayed in his little corner, hesitating, never daring to take a step.
Su Lan was very distressed, but had no other choice.
There are some things that others can't help with. All she could do was to maintain Su Ye's emotions, let him live as comfortable a life as possible, do what he wanted to do, and refuse what he didn't want to do, as long as Su Ye could be happy.
Xiaoye's life was really hard before.
It was so painful that whenever Su Ye smiled, Su Lan's heart would ache.
When Su Lan went to pick up Su Ye before, she had asked the neighbors nearby and they all said that the kid next door was a little crybaby. Every time he saw him, he would either wipe his eyes with tears or have red eyes. He didn't know where his body was coming from. So much water you can cry.
But after leaving there, Su Ye seemed to have changed a lot.
At least in Su Lan's memory, she had almost never seen Su Ye cry. She even wondered if the neighbors at that time had remembered the wrong person and were actually talking about children from other families.
The only time I saw Su Ye shed tears was the day he left Nanshi.
But Su Ye's asthma was triggered that day, and his whole body was in agony. It was difficult for Su Lan to tell whether the tears on Su Ye's face were physiological tears caused by poor breathing.
"The name your mother changed for you is really——" It is so consistent with Su Ye's long life trajectory.
Lidya Su couldn't help but sigh when she thought of these past events.
When Su Ye heard these words, his eyelashes twitched slightly. Thinking of the names in the past, he frowned and quickly let go.
In my memory, my mother Su Yun's words seemed to ring in my ears, with a warm smile. After so many years, they sounded like a tape that had lost its tune.
[Is there too much water in the name?]
Su Ye closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again, "Sister Lan, Director Ji, let's forget it."
Lidya Su was a little disappointed, her shoulders slumped slightly with a sigh, but she didn't say anything. "Okay."
If he can star in Ji Ru's work, it will be a rare opportunity for Su Ye, and it can directly raise Su Ye's status as a celebrity.
Moreover, Su Lan is also happy to let Su Ye join the team and get in touch with more people and things.
But if Su Ye doesn't want to, that's all.
But Su Lan still had a small doubt in her heart and wanted to confirm it, "Xiaoye, why don't you want to act? Is it because Xi Yuan will also appear?"
When it comes to Xi Yun, Su Ye doesn't want to lie or make excuses, just like guarding the last obsession in his heart.
He did not answer the question directly, "I just feel that Director Ji Ru can find better actors."
Su Lan was slightly startled, "Why do you think so? I heard from Xiaomeng that even the other two judges were full of praise for your acting skills at that time."
Another compliment made Su Ye feel even more embarrassed, and his ears were almost burning with shame.
Acting skills, where is his acting skills?
He had never acted at all.
It was just a loophole that only Su Ye and Xi Wei knew well.
The more people praised him, the more ashamed Su Ye felt.
Su Ye couldn't help but think over and over again, could the opportunity that belonged to others be snatched away by him in such an opportunistic way?
Why should he?
"Auntie, actually, my acting skills are not that good. The effect at that time was just a coincidence." Su Ye seemed to have made up his mind, lowering his eyes and spoke.
"Although Director Ji Ru liked that part, if I were asked to try other roles, I would definitely show my true colors."
"Really?" Su Lan felt a little strange. She didn't know why Su Ye thought that the amazing rivalry scene was a coincidence, but she didn't dig into it.
"Okay, let's just assume that the opposite role was a 'coincidence' as you said. Did your performance in the first scene also come about by a 'coincidence'?"
Lidya Su looked into Su Ye's eyes seriously.
"Isn't the first scene the result of your careful consideration?"
Su Ye was stunned.
Su Lan continued: "In my opinion, I dare not say how good your acting skills are, Xiaoye, but I will never question Director Ji Ru's vision. For her to have her current status in the circle, she will never choose an actor. Just by chance. ”
Su Ye's amber eyes moved.
Su Lan smiled, "Or do you think Director Ji Ru's vision is really so shallow that he can be deceived by a 'happy' performance by an artist with zero experience?"
She patted Su Ye on the shoulder, "It's not that I don't believe you, but in terms of professionalism, Director Ji Ru must have more say. Since she thinks you are OK, then you must have merits, so why belittle yourself?" ”
Su Ye stopped talking. His fingers grasped the hems of the soft and thick cream-colored trousers. The pure cotton trousers were almost deformed by him.
Su Lan clapped her hands, the smile on her face suddenly stopped slowly, and her brows wrinkled.
Su Ye didn't look up and didn't see Su Lan's expression. He just heard Su Lan speak to him in a normal tone, "Xiaoye, have you seen those negative comments on Weibo tonight?"
Su Ye nodded with his lowered head, the tips of his long hair swaying, "I see it."
Although I didn’t see much of it, because there were fans with little “ex” nameplates under the comments who kept posting weird emoticons to cue him, which made Su Ye couldn’t help but interact with the comments seriously without paying too much attention. Follow others.
But after all, Shen Meng and Su Lan were also at the scene. After seeing their reactions, he took a glance at them. He basically saw all the major negative comments.
Lidya Su's brows tightened.
You see, why don't you have any temper at all?
The words of those people on the Internet were not generally unpleasant. Rabbit was anxious when he saw them, but Su Ye actually didn't say anything at that time.
She was so angry that she complained when she called her publicist.
Su Lan spoke slowly, "Xiaoye, aren't you angry?"
Su Ye still lowered his head slightly, stroking his wrinkled trousers with his fingers, and said "Huh?" after hearing this, "It's okay."
Lidya Su began to feel uncomfortable.
Thinking of what Su Ye said just now, she suddenly had a guess.
"Xiao Ye." Su Lan gently patted Su Ye's shoulder in a rare gesture. Su Ye raised his head in response, his eyes slightly opened, revealing a silent question.
Lidya Su sighed, word by word.
"Don't you think that there is nothing wrong with those scolding you, so you kept silent?"
Su Ye's slightly opened eyes suddenly froze, and he subconsciously moved his eyes away again. His lips murmured silently, but no words came out.
That's how he felt.
Lidya Su felt extremely sure, angry and distressed.
Su Ye has seen the comments made by those netizens. They called him a fool, called him a white-eyed wolf, scolded him for being on the show just to gain Shu Ling's popularity, and even called him for stealing Shu Ling's role.
Lidya Su was so angry that her head hurt.
Why didn't she find out earlier?
It is entirely possible that Su Ye's character has this brain circuit.
Although she agreed to appear on the show, she vaguely agreed that she was riding on other people's popularity. Even though he was appreciated and invited by Ji Ru, who had venomous eyes, he couldn't help but wonder if he had robbed someone else of their opportunity.
What about himself? Did Su Ye never think about himself?
"Su Ye." Su Lan was rarely so angry, so she called Su Ye's full name very seriously.
Su Ye felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he couldn't help but let go of the hands around his knees, and placed them carefully on his knees. His white toes, which were still stuck in the soft sofa just now, no longer exerted any force, and he quickly let go and hid them up to the top of his feet. inside the trousers.
"Yes, auntie." Su Ye's eyes drifted towards Su Lan, and he responded honestly in a low voice.
Seeing him like this, Su Lan was furious just now, but now she felt like she had nowhere to vent her anger.
She took a deep breath and looked at Su Ye very seriously.
"Remember, you haven't sorry to anyone, you know?"
The fingers on his knees moved and then relaxed.
Su Ye didn't respond.
Lidya Su's heartbeat suddenly became faster.
Did she suddenly catch the most serious problem with Su Ye?
Has Xiaoye always thought this way? Do you think he feels sorry for others?
Lidya Su felt her heart rate surge suddenly. It was hard to tell whether she was angry, nervous, or sad.
"Xiaoye, why don't you answer me?"
Su Ye still didn't say anything.
Su Lan sternly said, "Xiaoye!"
Su Ye's lips finally moved, but the words he said made Su Lan's heart clench.
"But aunt, I have indeed sorry for many people."
Su Ye murmured to himself, scratching his knees through his trousers with his fingers like a masochist.
His mother, Su Yun, gave birth to him.
Su Lan who picked him up.
Oril is a teammate who works hard together.
Fans who had placed infinite wishes on him.
And——
"I'm sorry Xi Wei."
Su Ye finally said these words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.
Ji Ru praised her emotions during the scenes as having layers and depth.
It's because for Su Ye, it was a mix of surprise and disbelief at the reunion, as well as guilt and nervousness, to the point where he didn't even dare to look into Xi Xing's eyes.
Hearing this answer, Lidya Su's expression relaxed slightly.
Sure enough, there is also the reason for Xi Wei's child.
Su Ye's knuckles turned slightly white.
He was afraid that he would hurt Xi Yun again.
Su Lan sighed and put his arm on Su Ye's shoulder again.
This child always thinks too much, and his excessive thoughts turn into a cage, locking him in place and unable to go anywhere.
"But Xiaoye." Su Lan said, saying the most natural words that anyone should be able to understand, "Whether I'm sorry or not is not something you can judge unilaterally."
Su Ye finally looked at Su Lan again, his eyes confused and cautious.
Su Lan said patiently, "You can't come to a conclusion on behalf of Xi Yun, and then refuse to give others a chance because you are afraid."
Su Ye's eyes when he looked at Su Lan were innocent, bright, and a little hesitant, which reminded Su Lan of the first time he met Su Ye.
The person sitting on the sofa with his legs hugged now seemed not to be the handsome twenty-five-year-old young man, but the child who stood in front of the old building many years ago, quietly listening to her words.
"By doing this, you may be worthy of Xi Yun, but are you worthy of yourself?"
Su Lan gently squeezed Su Ye's shoulder.
The child's eyes swayed and turned back into a beautiful young man of twenty-five years old.
Lidya Su sighed, hesitated, and said no more.
I always feel that if I talk too much, Xiaoye's brain circuit may not be able to process it for a while.
Su Lan raised her head out of habit, wanting to take a look at the time, but she didn't see the shadow of a clock on the surrounding walls.
As she watched, she recalled that the house where Su Ye lived was always very quiet. Unless she and Shen Meng came, or Su Ye practiced the piano, there would always be an overly quiet atmosphere.
"Don't you have a wall clock at home?"
Su Ye slowly came back to his senses and reacted after listening to Su Lan's words.
"Huh? Well, it seems not."
Su Lan sighed, "I'll ask Xiaomeng to buy one for you later. It's more convenient to hang a clock at home." Shen Meng had already gone back after handling the public relations. Su Lan also had work the next day, so she couldn't delay it. Too long.
She looked at her watch, and the hands were almost pointing to twelve o'clock.
"Director Ji Ru doesn't have to give a reply so quickly. Think about it carefully and tell me when you really think about it. I'll go back first."
Some things always have to be sorted out by oneself.
Su Lan waved her hand, indicating that Su Ye didn't need to come down to see him off.
Approaching the door, Lidya Su looked back.
Su Ye was standing in the foyer looking at her. The exquisitely decorated foyer looked like a picture frame. Su Ye was just framed in the middle. There was a bouquet of lavender flowers in the vase on the entry cabinet deep inside. There was a flower arrangement by the living room window on the left. Set up an upright piano.
Su Ye has a tall and straight posture, a light smile, and his long hair stretches along the texture of his clothes, like a beautiful painting.
"Xiaoye, you have to think about why you came back."
The door closed, making a dull sound.
Su Ye lay on his side on the sofa, thinking about what Ji Ru just said.
There is a book next to him, with a dark blue hard cover. It was a book he read when he was home alone yesterday afternoon, and he has not finished it yet.
Su Ye touched the spine of the book with his fingers and took it casually.
The inside of the book is bare with no bookmarks.
Su Ye remembered that Shen Meng called after he saw it halfway that day. He put it aside casually, and then forgot that there was such a thing, and he didn't have time to bookmark it.
Where did you see it
Su Ye gently touched the pages of the book with his fingers, his brain was in chaos, many words and sentences popped out in pieces, but it was difficult to form a complete memory.
He simply turned to a random page and opened it, whichever page he turned to.
Some things, as long as you take a look at them, the memories will immediately appear in your heart.
Su Ye's eyes fell on a randomly opened page and he slowly read the text on it.
[Showing your true feelings means that you cannot keep your heart closed. The stronger the need for objective presentation, the more unforgettable, thick and intense the emotions revealed. ]*
Su Ye closed the book and put it aside, staring blankly at the ceiling light.
The light was so strong that it stung my eyes slightly, just like the sun.
It wasn't until the edges of his vision began to darken that Su Ye reluctantly moved his eyes away, letting the tiny fairy dust-like stars in his vision bump around. One hand touched the cell phone pressed under his lower back.
The phone screen automatically lights up, and there are rows of Weibo message notifications.
Su Ye's fingers moved unconsciously, and he clicked on Weibo. He scrolled to refresh the interface out of habit but without any practical meaning. After scrolling for a long time, he realized that he had clicked into the draft box at some point.
In the draft box, there are still a dozen texts that I just edited but did not forward.
Su Ye's cheeks began to turn red again, but he did not withdraw. He just turned over and faced the back of the sofa.
A small space formed between the curled up body and the backrest. Su Ye held the phone in both hands and let his face get hot in that small space.
Many prompt windows kept popping up on the top of the phone. Su Ye patiently swiped them away one by one so that the blocked draft box could be fully exposed.
The screen was full of unedited reposts, and each one of them was followed by the words "Okay."
Simple and easy to understand, Su Ye couldn't help but secretly imagine Xi Xing's expression when he forwarded this Weibo post.
Another message pops up, with a small logo of two microphones, one red and one green.
Su Ye already acted like a conditioned reflex, and without even looking, he just moved his finger upwards.
The picture on the screen suddenly changed, switching to the interface for answering incoming calls.
Only then did Su Ye react and hurriedly put the phone to his ear, "Hello, who is this?"
It was very quiet on the other side of the phone. If Su Ye hadn't vaguely heard a slow breathing sound, he would have thought that there was no one on the other side of the phone.
At twelve o'clock in the night, everything in the upper floors of the tower was completely silent. Su Ye could only hear the usual small vibrating sound in his chest and the slow breathing on the other side of the phone.
His breathing was a little hoarse, and Su Ye strangely thought of the white mist rising in the snowy sky.
This way of breathing made him feel a little familiar.
That little bit of familiarity magnified infinitely, and together with Su Ye's accelerated heartbeat, it transformed into scenes in his mind like a synaesthesia.
The quiet guitar solo sound.
A shot that darkens and then slowly lights up again.
Su Ye suddenly had a strong premonition, which prevented him from asking a second time, "Who is it?"
The fingers holding the phone felt a little excited, and I accidentally pressed the volume button, which suddenly made the sound louder.
The sound of breathing in the silence became more obvious.
Su Ye felt as if his lungs began to slowly contract, and he couldn't help but breathe infinitely softly.
In the black and white MV shot, there is a vast and silent sky, and the beautiful but indifferent peach blossom eyes look straight at him, and then move away without any emotion——
"Su Ye."
There was a low sigh on the other end of the phone.
Su Ye completely exhaled the breath in his chest, his lungs contracted very tightly, and his heart beat dangerously and enthusiastically beside him.
This breath has been exhaled completely, not a trace is left, and there is no other oxygen in the lungs for Su Ye to adjust his racing heart.
Physiological reactions preceded emotions. Su Ye finally opened his mouth and gently let his lungs inflate again.
The excessively slow breathing and heartbeat made Su Ye's voice seem a little dry, and even a little bit could be heard through the electric sound of the phone.
".Xi Yu?"
Su Ye knew that there was really no need for him to ask.
When he heard the breathing on the other end of the phone, he already recognized who the caller was.
This sound was like a greeting to cover up one's surprise, but also like a cautious test.
Su Ye even wanted to look at the phone screen to see if he was dreaming.
Is he still abroad, living the completely opposite jet lag, staring at the dialing interface of his mobile phone late at night, pressing out a series of phone numbers slowly but accurately with his fingers, then clearing and deleting them, and putting the phone aside? .
After this sentence came out, even Su Ye felt that it was too obvious that he was at a loss.
Not only his lungs, but his stomach seemed to be twisted into a ball now.
But after hearing his voice, the person on the other side responded patiently to Su Ye.
"Yeah."
Su Ye's knees seemed to be doing strength training, pressing hard against the back of the sofa. His eyes swayed after hearing this "hmm".
After the other party answered, both sides of the phone fell into silence at the same time.
Su Ye raised his eyes slightly and could see the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.
From this angle, we can't see the signal lights on the roofs of high-rise buildings, but we can see the various searchlights rising into the sky, intertwined with each other, like the pointers on a scale, tilting from one end to the other.
There was a thin layer of snow falling outside, and a few flakes hit the full-screen glass, and then were swept away by the night wind.
Su Ye suddenly had a strong urge to tell Xi Wei on the other end of the phone about the scenery he was seeing now.
Those small, but unyielding snows.
"It's snowing."
The mute voice on the other end of the phone was the first to break the silence.
Su Ye's slightly opened lips paused.
After a while, Su Ye seemed to respond, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
"The sun will rise tomorrow."
The other side fell silent again.
Su Ye's twisted and burning stomach slowly calmed down, the tension slowly faded away, and he looked out the window with his beautiful eyes.
The night sky was reflected in blue-purple by various searchlights.
The nervous and helpless mood he felt when he first received the call gradually eased. Su Ye unconsciously adjusted his breathing frequency until it was infinitely consistent with the breathing sound on the other side of the phone.
The snow is so beautiful.
Will it be a sunny day tomorrow?
The soft eyes curved slightly.
The two of them were just talking on the phone in silence, while looking at the snow outside the window.
No one spoke, as if it was a accustomed atmosphere.
After being quiet for a long time, Su Ye climbed up from the sofa and leaned softly on one side. His tall body curled up again, like a bird that finally returned to its nest.
Su Ye slowly said, "Xi Yun?"
There was no surprise or impatience on the other end of the phone, just another "hmm".
Su Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Halfway through a silent conversation that would have seemed meaningless to outsiders, Su Ye realized many things belatedly.
How did Xi Wei know that his phone number had not been changed?
Why did Xi Wei call him suddenly?
Of the two of them, one didn't say what happened, and the other didn't ask what was wrong.
After a while, Su Ye heard a few footsteps on the other end of the phone. It was very short, and then there was a little rustling of clothes.
Su Ye imagined Xi Yuan turning around and taking a few steps, maybe leaning somewhere and looking at something with distracted eyes like he did during the audition that day at the venue.
“Have you seen Weibo?”
Su Ye subconsciously replied, "I saw it."
After answering, he felt a little ashamed that was hard to detect.
There was a big explosion on Weibo tonight, and before Xi Xing even said which part it was, he thought of one of them reflexively.
"Yeah." Xi Yun touched the cigarette case on the low table on the terrace, opened it and then closed it with a snap. "Then when will you come to urge me?"
Su Ye fell silent for a moment.
My stomach, which had just been relaxed, was on fire again.
The long hair, which had become messy because he had been lying on his side, kept falling down from the side of his face, blocking Su Ye's sight.
Su Ye kept pushing it away with his hands and putting it behind his ears.
Under the slightly messy but still smooth long hair, the beautiful face was red.
Xi Xing was quiet, listening to what was happening on the other end of the phone.
Su Ye's rustling movements, slightly erratic breathing, and the rustle of long hair brushing the microphone.
Xi Jin could describe all of Su Ye's movements in his mind.
When the upper body is propped up to sit up, the head may be slightly hung due to low blood pressure, the back will be stretched into a beautiful arc, and the legs will be habitually bent in front of the body.
When you lift your legs, the trousers will rise slightly with the movement, revealing a section of your snow-white ankles.
Su Ye might feel a little cold, so he pulled his trousers down until he could cover his instep, which had minor old injuries but had slender and beautiful metatarsal bones.
There was a voice on the other end of the phone, "I"
Su Ye was a little panicked. His brain was stuck for a long time, and he couldn't think of a calm and beautiful response. As soon as he uttered a syllable, he started to lose his voice. He was so annoyed that he wanted to bite off his tongue.
"Let's join Director Ji's group."
While Su Ye was talking and reflecting on himself, he heard Xi Yu suddenly speak.
Su Ye slowly calmed down, and the second half of the sentence came from the receiver.
"This way you can come to urge me every day."
(End of chapter)
The author said: My wife is here soon.
(Actually, Yeye will definitely go as soon as Brother Xi says it hhh, they both treat each other like this)
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*The passage Ye Ye read comes from: [France] E.M. Ciolan
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