Obviously these were Chinese characters in front of him, but Cheng Xi didn't recognize them.
He forced himself to watch it again, and gradually recalled that Meng Bai had said similar words backstage at the Peanut TV New Year's Eve Ceremony.
However, there was no mention of Tao Shiyan’s wooden box at that time, nor was there any mention of “important people”.
Cheng Xi had been to Tao Shiyan's room no less than a dozen times, so he naturally knew about the existence of the wooden box. He could tell how much Tao Shiyan treasured the box. Either he couldn't carry it with him wherever he went, let alone because he often
Open the box, play with it, and polish the switch until it shines.
He had guessed at the contents of the box, always thinking it was left behind by a deceased relative or something.
Only now did I know that it turned out to be...the person Tao Shiyan liked.
...No, it is not appropriate to call such a cherished and unforgettable feeling "like", it should be called "love".
The box was left to Tao Shiyan by his beloved.
...But, Cheng Xi took a deep breath, what does this have to do with him?
Tao Shiyan was indeed very kind to him, better than other friends. He could feel it and was always trying to repay him.
Their relationship began with a misunderstanding and ended as friends. Apart from that, there was no extraneous content. Things like aggression, love, daughter-in-law, boyfriend, etc. were all made up by CP fans.
Tao Shiyan can love whomever he wants, and he has no control over it.
Thinking of this, Cheng Xi's chest felt terribly tight. He took a deep breath and felt that the wound in his mouth was too painful.
He licked the big gaping hole on his gums, and it started to bleed again. The smell of blood filled his mouth, and then there was a feeling of pain, all the way down, and the pain entered his heart.
When he returned to his home, the New Year's money was still there intact. The boy probably had gone to bed, so Tao Shiyan didn't look for Cheng Xi again.
He took a careful shower, went to the pet room to take a few photos of each year for later use, and then lay down, but couldn't fall asleep.
It was not easy to show off to relatives on an occasion like today, so he drank a few drinks. In fact, Tao Shiyan didn't like the feeling of being out of control after drinking.
Such as now.
The hour hand has pointed to 2 o'clock in the morning, the sound of fireworks, and the noise and frolic gradually subsided. The earth has returned to tranquility, as if the bustle during the day was just a grand dream.
He put on his shoes and stood up, bundled up his clothes and walked to the window, looking to the west - the direction where he met the little boy.
...it's been so long, how is his little boy?
What is your life like now? Which city do you live in? Is the job you do interesting? Are you married and have children? Are you living in poverty or rich?
And, still...do you remember him?
In fact, Tao Shiyan went back to the mountainous area twice after he became an adult. At that time, there were not many families left in the village, and the young people had already moved to the big cities, leaving behind only the elderly with handicapped legs and feet or dementia.
After asking around, the old people didn't know the whereabouts of the little boy, and they couldn't even remember whether this person existed. I also contacted the local household registration department, the public security bureau, etc., but it was a pity that it was a long time ago and the public infrastructure in the mountainous area was
The facilities are extremely imperfect and a lot of important information has been lost.
In the end, of course, nothing was gained.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Tao Shiyan took out the wooden box from the bedside table and opened it for the umpteenth time.
Under the cold moonlight, the paper pinwheel held tightly in the little boy's hand was lying quietly at the bottom of the box.
The color has faded to nothing.
There were only a few mottled blood stains on the yellowed paper.
On the first day of the new year, because he went to bed too late last night, Cheng Xi didn't get up until noon.
When he walked out of the room, Aunt Yuan said that there was a party at Cheng Liguo's chamber of commerce and they had left in the morning. So he hung the things he bought at the mall the day before yesterday on the door handle of Cheng Liguo's bedroom and drove to Uncle Lu's house.
I paid New Year's greetings to Uncle Lu, played games with Brother Lu for a long time, and had dinner by the way. When I returned to the mansion, the food on the dining table had not been removed. For the first time, Cheng Liguo was sitting in front of the table reading documents. The bowls and chopsticks were arranged neatly, and the meal was
The dishes on the plate seemed untouched.
Cheng Xi rubbed his eyes.
His dad isn't... waiting for him to eat, right?
"came back."
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Cheng Liguo put down the documents and asked, "Did you hang the bag on the door handle?"
"...Yes." Cheng Xi replied reluctantly.
Cheng Liguo asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"
Cheng Xi: "I've already eaten."
"Well, let's take a rest."
Cheng Xi: "..."
So, his dad waited for him a whole meal just to talk about this?
Although Cheng Liguo has been "obsessed" with work for decades and has little interest in other things, Cheng Xi has long understood his character. But when Cheng Liguo really didn't care about the New Year's gift he picked and might not even look at it, he
Still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
...Forget it, I have been with this person for twenty-two years, shouldn't I get used to it by now?
Cheng Xi nodded and went back to his room to continue thinking about the arrangement of the second volume.
He basically spent the remaining days of the holiday eating, sleeping, and working on the second album. From time to time, he and Tao Shiyan would watch videos on cats and rarely chat.
He accepted the New Year's money given by Tao Shiyan. He didn't think much about it before accepting it, thinking it was just a red envelope of 200 yuan. But when he opened it and saw a bunch of zeros, he immediately turned it back, but was rejected by Tao Shiyan as expected.
So Cheng Xi weighed the price of the New Year's gift he was about to give to the other party, and went to a counter to buy a men's wallet before finally gathering up a return gift of equal value.
Lin Xuefeng was scheduled to start work on the eighth day of the lunar month. On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Cheng Xi packed up his things and set out on his way back to the set.
Before leaving, Cheng Liguo suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute, I'll take you to the airport."
Cheng Xi thought he was going there to do something, so he got into Cheng Liguo's car without saying anything. Neither father nor son were talkative people, and they were speechless all the way.
After entering the airport parking lot, Cheng Liguo helped him carry his luggage. After he was a little warm, Cheng Liguo took off his coat, revealing the dark green sweater underneath.
——Exactly the one he sent a few days ago.
Cheng Xi's eyes turned red instantly, it turned out...
It turns out that it’s not that his father didn’t care about his gift, but that he had already worn it! It wasn’t that he was just on his way to work, but that he simply gave up his work and simply sent him out to work!!
Sensing his son's gaze, Cheng Liguo coughed slightly, his face still stern: "This sweater looks old."
"It's because you don't pay attention to taking care of your body that you're getting older and older," Cheng Xi sniffed, "Don't rely on other people's clothes."
"..."
While the Cheng family father and son were hurting each other, Tao's mother was caught in constant nagging.
"You fly around all year round, so you must pay attention to safety. Mom can't be by your side to take care of you, so you have to take good care of yourself!"
"Work is important, but you also need to find time to interact with cute boys and girls. There are so many handsome guys and beauties in your circle. Bringing one back for the Chinese New Year next year will also satisfy my mother's eyes~"
"By the way, who is that person who I watch videos with you every day? What's his name? Just tell me. I have no other intention. I just want to get to know your friend one-sidedly."
"If you get tired of playing outside, come back and inherit the family property. Filming is so tiring, and staying up late is very bad for your health... I don't know what you wanted in the first place. You didn't want to take over the company, but you insisted on entering entertainment.
What kind of movies are you making? It doesn’t make any money and is a waste of energy. Hey..."
This chatter is a reserved item of the Tao family. On the way home after the Chinese New Year every year, Tao Shiyan can hear words that are 90% similar in content.
He put his left and right ears in and out, and glanced at the wooden box in his bag. He couldn't help but think of such a gloomy noon many years ago.
The little boy stretched out his hand from the bowl-sized window and grabbed his cuff: "Brother, if I leave one day, will you be sad?"
Tao Shiyan did not answer, but asked: "Are you leaving?"
The little boy was silent for a while and then said: "Even if I walk away, I will definitely come to find you in the future."
"......good."
Tao Shiyan held his little hand and paused, "Then I will stand on the highest place so that you can see me at a glance."
Now seventeen years later, he has stood at the highest place.