these years

When the photoshoot was over, Wang Lijun returned to the cabin in a hurry, he was too lazy to waste his saliva with those girls, among them, he didn't like to talk to the unbeautiful ones, and he didn't like to talk to the beautiful ones—how could he tolerate someone prettier than himself? ?So regardless of whether it looks good or not, let's all get out together.

He went all the way in from the cabin, drank a glass of champagne on the passing dining car, and then climbed the spiral staircase to the railing on the second deck.

Looking down, there are lights and festoons on the deck, men and women shuttle back and forth, and there are gentle waves outside, reflecting the neon lights and shining.

Wang Lijun was looking at the scenery on the sea when suddenly he was patted on the shoulder and turned around to see that it was Chang Miaotong, the God of Plague.He wore a red-and-white racing suit, and his bright colors fluttered in the sea breeze. He was the only one at the feast where everyone was dressed in formal clothes.

Wang Lijun glanced at him and sarcastically said, "The clothes are pretty!"

Chang Miaotong brushed off her collar triumphantly: "That is."

Wang Lijun turned to face him, and put his backhand on the railing.He said: "Brother, if you continue to surf like this, aren't you afraid of being shot at the head of the bird?"

Chang Miaotong feigned surprise, and suddenly held her chest: "Am I so shocked?" Then she put down her hands, rolled her eyes, and returned to her normal expression.He pointed to the lower deck, and mocked: "Look at the people below, they are obedient, they do everything according to the company's rules, and they are scolded every day; I am also scolded, but I am not obedient, I am happy—"

The ending sound was stretched into a long line in the wind. Hearing this, Wang Lijun thought to himself, how can you let your temper get by in this messing around.So he opened his mouth, wanting to persuade something, but Chang Miaotong put one hand in his pocket and flicked the other in the air, signaling that he didn't want to listen.

Wang Lijun couldn't help him, so he had to force a smile, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed one to Chang Miaotong.

Chang Miaotong put a cigarette in his hand, and then the two of them groped all over their bodies, but found that there was not a single match.

Chang Miaotong stretched out two fingers and took down the cigarette: "Are you playing with me?"

Wang Lijun waved his hands, biting a cigarette and laughing wildly for a while, when he finished laughing, he stretched out his hand and patted Chang Miaotong's shoulder, this action seemed to admit defeat, and also seemed to encourage, in short, the two seemed very close.

Chang Miaotong shook his shoulders, shook off the salty pig's hand, and said again: "Tell you, don't be too obedient——Do you accept it?"

Wang Lijun stamped his foot and saluted: "Got it!"

Chang Miaotong scolded "Crazy Line" with a smile, and said: "It's so boring here, let's go, don't bother me." After saying this, he turned and left, and when he was about to reach the cabin door, he waved his hand without looking back as a sign say goodbye.

After watching him leave, Wang Lijun turned over and leaned on the railing again, pinching the wine glass with two fingers, and looked down with interest. Now he can finally experience the pleasure of overlooking all living beings.

He looked from a distance, on the other side of the sea, a cluster of fireworks was lit on the port, and they shot straight into the sky.Three seconds later, fireworks exploded, and an orange-red dahlia bloomed in the dark night.

The flowers bloomed brilliantly, but withered quickly.The fireworks burnt out and fell from mid-air, leaving only embers that landed on the sea surface and cooled slowly.

"How beautiful is it?" someone said behind him.

Wang Lijun turned around and found it was Christian. Christian wore a pure black dress tonight, combed his egg tart hair again, held a wine glass in his hand, and was docile and chic.

He smiled, moved his position, and invited Christian to stand beside him.

I don't know what festival it is tonight, the fireworks are one after another, the two of them stand by the railing and watch a few fireworks in full bloom.

Wang Lijun looked at the fireworks and was a little puzzled: "What day is it today?" The words went faster than his mind, and he realized that he was talking about Beijing movies after he finished speaking.

In fact, Christian could also hear it clearly. He raised the hand holding the wine glass and pointed his index finger at the port.He said, "Tonight is the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Wang Lijun smiled and said, "Birthday—"

Christian said: "It's also my birthday."

Wang Lijun suddenly remembered, and he said pleasantly, "Happy birthday, Master!" He opened his arms and embraced Christian, who laughed when he heard the word "Master". Although the master-student relationship is a joke on the show, but He sincerely regards Wang Lijun as his apprentice.

At this time, another bunch of fireworks exploded in the air, turning into red rain all over the sky.Wang Lijun was hugging Christian. His back was facing the sea, so he couldn't see the scene, but Christian could see it. He looked up at the sky, with a smile and tenderness in his eyes.

The two hugged for a while, even after they separated, Christian still looked at the fireworks without blinking, and he didn't look away until his eyes hurt.

Perhaps it was visual fatigue, tears rolled down the corners of Christian's eyes.He said, "It's so pretty." He smiled and wiped away his tears, and continued, "But it's only for a moment."

Wang Lijun leaned against the railing, he was tired of watching fireworks.He said: "Bai Juyi said, 'Most good things are not firm, but colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle.'"

Christian patted his arm and said, "Hey, coincidentally, we Hong Kong people say, "As much as you are romantic, you are as bad as you are."[1]"

Wang Lijun frowned: "What do you mean?" He can speak Cantonese now, but he still doesn't quite understand some folk sayings.

Christian was silent for a few seconds, then waved his hands and said with a smile: "What do you mean, you were born in the middle of the second generation[2], and there will be a lot of worlds in the future."

At this moment, the sea breeze picked up suddenly, and it blew Christian's tie into the air, hitting the two of them in the face.So they hurriedly retreated to the cabin. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the cabin, Wang Lijun was caught by a few acquaintances of the crew, saying that everyone wanted to ask for advice on filming martial arts, and asked him to say a few words. No matter how he tried to evade, he would not let go. Just like that, they carried him away noisyly.

Christian stood where he was, and after watching the crowd leave, he also put down his glass.Then he pushed open a side door. Outside the door was a steel ladder leading to the first deck, but this route was relatively remote and few people knew about it.

He went down the stairs. At first glance, there was no one around here, but there was someone waiting for him at the back of the stairs.

They hid under the stairs, and the moonlight passed through the steps and fell on the two of them, one by one.

Mimi leaned into Christian's arms.She asked, "What are you talking about with Junzi?"

Christian said: "Let me tell you, as much as you are romantic, you will be ashamed."

Mimi rested her head on his shoulder, and she said softly, "You speak well."

Christian looked at her, her eyes were full of moonlight, and the light was flickering like tears, it could be seen that she was quite worried about the future.

Christian put his arms around her shoulders, rubbed her shoulders twice, and comforted her in Mandarin, "There's nothing to worry about, they're messing with them, at worst we'll quit the rivers and lakes together."

Mimi finally showed her face: "Yes."

They always act as lovers and good partners. As long as they work together, they don't have to be afraid in the turmoil.

On this side, Wang Lijun finally escaped from the clutches of a group of bad friends. He was poured five or six kinds of alcohol, and vomited all the way. Before he returned to the guest room, he squatted and hugged the railing, unable to move anymore. In the end, Qiao Weidong carried him back to the room.

When the two entered the room, Wang Lijun couldn't rest for 2 minutes, and wanted to run to the toilet again. He vomited wildly while hugging the toilet, and occasionally called out vaguely: "Dong Zai...help me pick it up, do you have chopsticks? "

Qiao Weidong rummaged through the box and found only a pair of knives and forks. He handed the knives and forks to Wang Lijun and asked, "Brother... This is the toilet. What do you want to eat?"

Wang Lijun finally pulled his face out of the toilet, he blushed and said angrily, "What am I doing with a knife and fork, I'm making you vomit, boss!"

Qiao Weidong smiled for two seconds with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. Wang Lijun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly stretched out his hand to lick his throat to induce vomiting. He hadn't exposed it, but he had to swallow it down. Now that the medicine hadn't worked, he had to spit it out—after all, he, Wang Lijun, came from a wealthy family, so he couldn't be reduced to the point of being a dick.

Qiao Weidong patted him on the back, and Wang Lijun vomited in one breath, pity he didn't have any food in his belly, it was full of all kinds of wine, his stomach acid went back the same way with the wine, and his esophagus was full of burning sensation.Wang Lijun was too tired from vomiting, his eyes were dark, he wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but unexpectedly his body tilted and he passed out.

——Actually, it’s not dizziness, but the deprivation of sensory perception, as if being pulled into a tunnel in an instant, the whole world quickly reverses, seeing the real vision getting farther and farther away, gradually shrinking into a white spot, and when the surroundings are dark, Wang Lijun knew that she was happy.

I don't know how long it's been happy, but when Wang Lijun woke up, he was almost naked and was held in Qiao Weidong's arms.He looked carefully, Qiao Weidong was so tired that he fell asleep, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

Wang Lijun wanted to get up, but the cross was very solid, and he couldn't escape at all. He struggled twice, and Qiao Weidong woke up.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Wang Lijun spoke first: "...Tell me, what happened and how did it happen?"

Qiao Weidong still embraced him: "Brother, you fainted just now. After waking up, you first took off your clothes, then sat on the bed and thought for a long time, then you wanted to jump out of the window, I hurriedly tore you off, and then we kept fight……"

He shrugged, and finally ended with a sentence in Cantonese: "That's how it got done."

Wang Lijun was silent for a while, and then laughed again. He stretched out his hand to hold the back of Qiao Weidong's head, pressed against himself until their foreheads touched each other, and said, "Dong Zai, I'm sorry..." In fact, he didn't need to speak plain words at this time, but It is easier to export such nasty words and sentences in a non-native language.

The effect of the medicine has not yet passed, Wang Lijun is still dizzy and ears are hot, he took advantage of the dizziness, and continued: "You have seen the results, we must not touch these things in the future."

Qiao Weidong nodded, his head was held down by Wang Lijun, their eyelashes were so close that they could touch each other.

After a long silence, Wang Lijun suddenly spoke.

"This posture feels weird."

"Or we can change it." Qiao Weidong said.

Wang Lijun fantasized about sitting on the head of the bed with a big man in his arms, and suddenly shivered.For aesthetic reasons, he said, let it be.

A few seconds later, Wang Lijun asked again: "What time is it?"

Qiao Weidong raised his wrist to look: "It's almost twelve o'clock."

Before boarding the ship, the supervisor said that everyone would be toasted at zero o'clock.Wang Lijun cursed, jumped up, picked up the off-white shirt and trousers on the ground, and uttered a harsh sentence: "From now on, when I am in charge, whoever feeds me medicine will have to fuck me."

Wang Lijun hurriedly put on his shirt and trousers, and rushed to the door of the room. He walked up the aisle, picked up a fork, and tapped the wine glass to attract the attention of everyone on the deck.Then, he raised his glass to everyone, and the silver light of the moon shone in the glass, and everyone in the seat stood up one after another, and they all raised their glasses to him.

Wang Lijun has been in HK for almost two years, and the changes are inadvertent, even he himself may not be aware of it - he has become mature, dares to move forward, no longer underestimates himself, and no longer cries casually, he is extremely confident and personable .

On the bed, Qiao Weidong put his arms under his head. He looked sideways at Wang Lijun, who was toasting all the guests. His slender figure swayed among the water shadows, and the moonlight shone softly through the white curtains.

Unsurprisingly, in the next week's K Weekly, the paparazzi called the chapter on the banquet at sea "the night banquet for the happy birthday and the rich ladies"[3].In the banquet, there were Baoyu Christian, Daiyu Mimi, Qingwen Wang Lijun, and even Xiangyun Zhongqing who played a guest role.This is because she drank too little and fell drunk on the deck, and a Xiangyun Zuiwo came, with a blush and a drunken appearance, which was too beautiful to behold.

Wang Lijun was so angry that he threw the weekly magazine on the table. He felt that Zhong Weihong had hooked up with him. No matter what news he published, she would intervene. It seemed to be revenge for the "flying sand and milk". .

The sharp-eyed Qiu Yuanzheng next to him immediately took away K Weekly and replaced it with a guava daily. This newspaper said something good about Wang Lijun today, saying that he is "clear in black and white, and commits crimes based on his beauty."

Wang Lijun picked it up and looked at it, and it really showed his face. He even picked up the scissors and cut out the newspaper. He prepared a wall for posting news about himself - this is what he learned from Chang Miaotong.

Wang Lijun put down the newspaper, and he looked at Qiu Yuanzheng happily. He drove away the obstructive female assistant and replaced him with Qiu Yuanzheng, a slick senior brother. This decision was really correct.This is not only for the sake of mood, but also to cultivate your own faction.When a person is looking for food in a foreign country, the fellow villagers are like brothers and sisters. I want to draw them all together and make them into an army for my use—this is what Jin Rulin taught him.

[1] As much as there is romance, there will be as many twists and turns: Cantonese folk proverbs, usually used to alert others.It means that if you don't make a plan, how many happy and romantic days you have now will lead to the retribution of frustration and suffering in the future.

[2] You are born young, and there will be a lot of worlds in the future: You are still young, and you will have unlimited opportunities in the world in the future.

[3] Shouyi Hongqunfang holds a night banquet: from "A Dream of Red Mansions" No.60 three chapters.