"Do you need us to go back with you?" Ke Xun asked Luo Wei.
"No need, thank you." Luo Wei's face remained as calm as death, showing no relief or even lingering fear after surviving the ordeal.
"You'll come to the next filming location, right?" Ke Xun asked him.
"Of course." A hint of coldness finally appeared in Luo Wei's eyes behind his glasses.
"Then, take care." Ke Xun patted Luo Wei's shoulder and saw him onto the train.
Wei Dong, through Qin Ci's introduction, added a psychologist on WeChat. After getting on the train home, he said to Ke Xun with a worried look, "I think I'll have nightmares for half a month after this." After
waiting for a while without receiving a response from Ke Xun, he looked up and stared at the person opposite him, seeing that this guy was frantically serving his idol tea, water, and peeling bananas.
Wei Dong: "..." He was so angry that he couldn't even have nightmares!
"You rarely take the train, right?" Ke Xun asked his idol.
"I do." The idol was dressed in a suit and tie, with an iced green tea in his hand and a Master Kong instant noodle in front of him.
"Alright, alright, the noodles are ready," Ke Xun enthusiastically lifted the lid of the cup for him. "I'm an expert at making instant noodles, ask Dongzi."
Wei Dong: "Dongzi has left the live stream."
Ke Xun: "..."
Even the way the male god ate instant noodles was elegant and charming. Ke Xun leaned to the side, elbows propped on the small table, chin in hand, watching from beginning to end, and finally offered him a tissue: "Make do for now, I'll cook you something delicious when we get home."
Mu Yiran glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your trouble."
Ke Xun was dazzled by this smile and straightened up to look at the direction of the train: "Why is this train moving so slowly? Is the road condition bad?"
Wei Dong, who was peeling a sausage across from him: "..."
"By the way, how exactly did this Miren commit suicide..." Ke Xun took out his phone, "Let me search it up."
"No need. I just called my assistant and asked him to check," Mu Yiran glanced at the time on his phone. "I'll have detailed results in half an hour."
Ke Xun silently put away his phone and tentatively asked, "Is your assistant male or female?"
Mu Yiran looked at him with a half-smile: "Male, married, with two children, one three years old and the other one year old. His wife and he were childhood sweethearts; they met when they were three and started dating when they were fourteen. They were each other's first love. Any other questions?" "
Cough…" Ke Xun shifted the focus and angrily pointed at the person opposite him, "Why is everyone else's childhood sweetheart the right one, but mine is this kind of person?"
Wei Dong, who was peeling a tea egg, was speechless.
The assistant was faster than expected, and soon sent the information to Mu Yiran's phone. Mu Yiran glanced at it and said calmly, "There are some people in this world who are willful, naive, full of fantasies, fragile and intense, and never grow up. To put it nicely, they are childish. To put it bluntly, they resist reality, fear pressure, and refuse to take responsibility."
"Miren was unfortunate; he was just that kind of person. Although he had some talent for painting, he lacked both skill and luck. He was overly immersed in his idealized artistic paradise, to the point that he couldn't bear the blow of his talent not being recognized and utilized in reality.
"At the prime of his life, he chose to escape the harsh reality and committed suicide by overdose.
"It was previously said that he didn't leave a suicide note, but that's not entirely accurate. The police found his suicide note in his home where he died, but due to some sensitive issues, its contents were not made public. However, some people in the industry know a little about it.
"Before his death, Miren vented a lot of dissatisfaction with the world in his suicide note, and expressed his disgust and condemnation of the social environment, interpersonal relationships, and the dark side of the art world.
"The suicide note seems to contain a few sentences that roughly mean that it's better to be an innocent and carefree child. Children don't care about your artistic concepts, your painting style, your composition, whether you have talent, whether you need to use all kinds of legitimate or illegitimate means to achieve the success and fame you want."
"Children's world is the simplest and purest. They love any style of animation. As long as you draw, you can create a whole dreamlike childhood for them.
" "So, the fragile man escaped the complex world of adults, and even on his deathbed, he was still reminiscing about the carefree beauty of his childhood. 'Pure Land' was the last work he completed before his passing, and its reputation within the industry remains low.
" "Some critics have even said more scathingly: 'Instead of spending time looking at this painting, you should watch the animated film 'The Deer Bell.' At least through that film, even children can understand what 'art' is.'"
"...That's a bit too harsh," Ke Xun sighed. "He's gone and still doesn't have any decency. But then again, I did indeed experience the charm of Chinese ink painting through that film, and because of it, I successfully watched my buddy grow into an excellent graphic designer with the second-highest hair loss rate after programmers." Wei Dong,
tearing open a package of pickled mustard greens: "..."
When they arrived in Z City, the setting sun was painting the western sky red, and the evening breeze already carried the scent of early autumn.
"It's so good to be alive," Wei Dong sighed, bathed in the golden-red glow of the sunset.
Those who run away from life's frustrations, if there's a higher power, might regret it.
If only they had held on a little longer, persevered a little longer, maybe life would have been different?
After everyone went their separate ways, less than five minutes later, Wei Dong secretly sent Ke Xun a WeChat message.
Wei Feng·Mang: Don't forget to take precautions. Did you buy any condoms? [A mother's caring smile.jpg]
Corgi: ...
Wei Feng·Mang: If all else fails, a bottle of wine would be nice to liven things up. [Give me a bottle of Lafite from the Qin Dynasty.jpg]
Corgi: ...
Wei Feng·Mang: I'll wait for your good news, good luck! Don't be a coward! Just do it! [Sun.gif]
Corgi: ...
Around 7 PM, Wei Dong's message came again.
Wei Feng·Mang: Has it started? Has it started?
Corgi: ...
Corgi: You're fucking
... Corgi: You seem overly enthusiastic about this! You're straight, forgot?!
Wei Feng·Mang: You're my own child, who else would I care about if not you? Hurry up, give me a progress report!
Corgi: ...
Corgi: Just finished cooking, about to eat.
Wei Feng·Mang: Didn't you light a few candles to create a romantic atmosphere?
Corgi: Candles my foot! There are only a few burnt white candle butts left at home. Are we going to light them and play Ouija board with the big boss?!
Wei Feng·Mang: ...You have some misunderstanding about Ouija board. Ouija board doesn't even care about candle butts, okay?
Corgi: Stop talking nonsense, we're about to eat, let's not talk.
Wei Feng·Mang: Okay, okay, keep it up, dry pat! So cool!
Corgi: ...Get lost
. 9 PM.
Wei Feng·Mang: Progress report! Progress report! Did you take a bubble bath together? Are you in bed?
Corgi: ...I'm so done!
Wei Feng Mang: Ah! So fast! You're the one on top?! [Incredulous and wide-eyed.jpg]
Corgi: Are you fucking bored?! Can you stop bothering me?!
Wei Feng Mang: Sorry to bother you! Did I ruin something exciting? I just couldn't sleep and wanted to distract myself. Come on, give me a progress report, I'll check it out and then I'll leave, so I can have a nice nightmare tonight. Corgi
: ...
Corgi: We're going to watch a movie.
Wei Feng Mang: Holy crap! You guys are awesome! This is much more fun than drinking Lafite and lighting candles... Your 10+ GB of calcium tablets finally came in handy.
Corgi: ...The boss said to find it online...
Wei Feng Mang: The boss suggested that?!?!
Corgi: ...Um...
Wei Feng Mang: Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!! I didn't expect him to be this kind of boss... Corgi, I'm a little worried about you.
Corgi: ...[?] Wei
Feng·Mang: I'm afraid you can't handle the upcoming storm of affection... You... take care...
Corgi: ...Get lost.
Wei Feng·Mang: I'm leaving now. I wish you happiness and joy, okay, Yanza? [Little Yueyue face.jpg]
Corgi: ...Sleep well. If you can't, drink some. Once you're drunk, you won't think about anything and will sleep until dawn.
Wei Feng·Mang: Okay, don't worry about me. I'll stay up late to do some graphics. This is the most hypnotic. I'll sleep when I'm tired. Don't reply. Go and have a good... watch some movies with the big boss. Good evening!
Corgi: ...Good night
...
9:30 in the morning.
Wei Feng·Mang: How was it? How was it? Report the results! [Look at my thirsty little eyes.jpg]
Corgi: ...
Corgi: I'll sleep for a while and talk to you later.
Wei Feng·Mang: Holy crap! Looks like last night was intense! Did you "play" until very late? What time did you go to sleep (the truce)?
Corgi: ...I didn't sleep all night, just lay down.
Wei Feng·Mang: Holy crap!!!
Corgi: Watched movies all night. Wei
Feng·Mang: [Black guy with question mark face.jpg] What are you guys doing...?
Corgi: We spent the whole night watching anime with the big boss.
Corgi: Hehe. (-_-)
Wei Feng·Mang: ......
Wei Feng·Mang: I f***ing...
Wei Feng·Mang: ...I don't know what to say…
Wei Feng·Mang: ...Your first night was really...unique… Two well-developed, hot-blooded gay men who were interested in each other, after sharing a romantic dinner and showering, locked themselves in a room and watched anime all night…
Corgi: ...I'm not going to say anything, I'll sleep for a while and talk to you later.
Wei Feng·Mang: I feel sorry for you, sleep well, may you not dream of anime, Amen.
Ke Xun slept soundly.
During the few days inside the painting, he barely slept. Of course, in that environment, the body's functions were stimulated, and he was definitely not the same as usual.
He slept soundly, unaware of the time, and was still a little dazed when Mu Yiran woke him up. He sat on the bed, hugging the blanket, his hair all messy, his mind hazy and his soul wandering.
In his daze, he felt the person standing in front of the bed gracefully bend down, a cool and handsome face right in front of him. He subconsciously tilted his head back, trying to see the person clearly through his slit eyes, when suddenly he felt a hand gently pinch his chin. Then, a kiss, whether it was a dream or reality, landed on his lips.
It was a fleeting touch, and a voice floated down from above his head: "Ke Xun, get up and eat something."
Ke Xun closed his eyes, threw off the blanket, suddenly jumped up, stretched out his arms and hugged this captivating man, twisting his waist and forcefully pressing him back onto the soft, elastic mattress.
With a long stride, he straddled her, pinning her beneath him. Like a warm, golden retriever, she rubbed, nibbled, and licked her face and neck.
"Yiran..." Ke Xun breathed heavily in her god-like ear, "Today... I just want to... get a tattoo..."
The god-like man's lips curled into a smile: "As you wish."
He flipped her over, instantly suppressing the dog's advances, pinning her down beneath his sexy shirt and crisp trousers, burying his face in the back of her neck, marking her as his own.
Author's Note:
Corgi: You showed me this after I took my pants off?! (〒_〒)