Depraved

Fang Ting was thinking again on the way to meet Yi Shuang: What does Mu Shen like about him?

After pondering and pondering, I came to an obvious conclusion, face.

Those bosses also like him, but they just like this face.It's just this face that Mu Shen likes him so seriously now.

There is an old saying that people live with a face, and a tree has a skin. It is also different for him.

Somehow, it's kind of funny to think about it.

He listened to the navigation, turned the steering wheel to turn right at the traffic lights in a regular manner, and thought of Yi Shuang while bored.It's rare, this is the only one who likes his talent, but this one is too scary, so scary that his back shudders, and suddenly he feels that Mu Shen just likes his face, and it's good that he can't understand his talent and pursuit.

It was Fang Ting who thought about it in the past few years. A few years ago, he would go crazy when he heard Yi Shuang's name.Yi Shuang, it is no exaggeration to say, caused a hundred and eighty feet thick psychological shadow on him.

In fact, at the beginning, Yi Shuang was quite normal, sunny and handsome, but he seemed to have stars in his eyes when talking about scripts and storyboards.They met in a small-budget movie crew, he was his director, and he was his leading actor.

At that time, Fang Ting had just come out of his somewhat specious and indistinct obsession with Zhuang Si'an, but his doubts about his own sexuality had not faded away, but his whole focus had shifted to his work.I initially realized the fun of acting, and met Yi Shuang, a lunatic bursting with genius and inspiration. The two were similar in age, and they hit it off right away. The obsession and fanaticism were transferred a little bit to each other by the two brats.

A love affair sparked by fanaticism has probably always been extraordinarily dangerous.

When the filming of that movie came to an end, Yi Shuang's mood gradually became unstable and moody. At the same time, his love, appreciation and admiration for Fang Ting reached the peak.At that time, Fang Ting didn't quite understand that excessive love is also a dangerous product, like something marked with a red cross on a warning sign, and should be kept away.He is immersed in the appreciation and attention of his lover, intoxicated in the praise and high reputation of the people around him, and is elated.

On the day of the finale, he was imprisoned, and it was Yi Shuang.

After many years, Fang Ting recalled that period of time, and he could clearly realize that Yi Shuang's state before the filming was too wrong.He will hug your shoulder for a second and say yes this is the feeling I want after being furious and throwing the water glass, and he will sink into his own hard thinking with a gloomy face the next second when everyone is happily toasting together... He The mood swings are too big and too violent, and the storm at sea and the threatening silence can be switched almost seamlessly.But Fang Ting didn't notice at that time that the entire crew was in such emotional turmoil. Everyone was under great pressure and expectations, and the instability of their mental state was ignored, and they were all used to it.

A curse is brewing in habit.

The director kidnapped the leading actor.

It was quite a sensation at the time.Fang Ting couldn't remember clearly. The doctor said that it was the brain's self-protection that blurred some related memories.

Anyway, the tabloids have been repeating it over and over for several days. The headlines are either "Famous director Yi Sheng's grandson kidnaps the male lead because of love in the play" or "The director is insane and kidnaps and imprisoned the lead actor and spilled blood on the forest farm." Being involved in the entertainment industry has aroused the enthusiasm of the majority of people who eat melons.

The facts are somewhat different from what was reported, it wasn’t that the tabloids wrote that after Yi Shuang was kidnapped, he found a chance to escape after three days without water and rice, and fled into the forest farm. Yi Shuang chased him with a knife and stabbed him three times. The man happened to find out and called the police, so he escaped.In fact, the police were telling him...

The sudden greeting interrupted Fang Ting's recollection.

Yi Shuang was sitting on the seat by the window, his face was very pale, even a little pale without blood, in a high-necked off-white sweater, dark green thick wool trench coat, holding a coffee cup with his slender fingers, raising his chin to look at him, There was a gentle smile on his face.

Very normal person.Even a personable looking person.

Fang Ting squeezed the car keys in his hand, put his hands in his pocket, walked to the table, and showed a polite and friendly smile: "Hi, long time no see." It seems that there is no blood pool between them in the forest farm a few years ago. .

Yi Shuang stood up a little awkwardly, and Fang Ting kept saying to sit down.

The conversation initially ended in an awkward silence.

The sound of the waiter putting the dessert on the table brought an end to the embarrassment between the two.Fang Ting picked up the fork and put it on the corner of the mango mousse, and the jam and mousse were entwined on the fork.The movements of his hands paused: "Thank you for remembering my recipe."

Yi Shuang didn't know what to say for a while, so he changed the subject: "Have you read the script I sent you?"

"It's a historical film. My first question is, why did you choose Chen Zigao?" Fang Ting's eyes were threatening, "If I want to participate, I must understand why the director made this film."

"You promised?"

"You answer my question first."

Yi Shuangduan put the cup and fork in front of him upright, looking straight at Fang Ting: "I want to shoot his life, from Aman to Zigao, and I want to take pictures of his life for myself, for you, for many, many things. Someone find an explanation."

"The tone is not small." Fang Ting tapped his finger on the table, "But the script is good. If there are no problems with the shooting, I believe you can find this explanation."

"You promised?"

"Who will Chen Wendi be?"

"You decide."

Fang Ting showed a stretched smile: "Okay." Yi Shuang also seemed to be infected by his smile. He was stretched like a rubber band that was about to break, but he also returned to a relaxed state. He lifted the coffee in front of him, Curved the corner of the mouth: "Happy cooperation."

Fang Ting raised his cup to drink coffee, and the white ceramic cup blocked his sight, making him miss Yi Shuang's expression when he spoke, and only heard his melancholy and relieved voice: "The thing we made an appointment but failed to achieve , and now it has finally come true. What I destroyed, I finally found back.”

What was destroyed by blood and madness was finally found in the slightly bitter aroma of coffee on a winter afternoon.

At this moment, Fang Ting suddenly felt the same relief and melancholy as Yi Shuang.