Can't fly

Chapter 66 Frozen Lake

This request is placed between the two of them today. Although it is not too much, it is reasonable to be rejected.

After Yang Yuanyi finished speaking, he knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and his voice was soft, thinking that Fang Fei would sneer, or just pretend he didn't hear and sit back in his original place.He didn't expect anything, just glanced at the water glass that was close at hand, propped himself up on his elbows, and planned to slowly move to a position where he could reach out and grab it.

But the water glass was brought to his lips suddenly, Yang Yuanyi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Fang Fangfei faintly.

He didn't say anything, and after Yang Yuanyi took two sips, he took the cup away, and then sat in the previous place.Without the phone, Fang Fei looked at him and raised his hand slightly to signal the things on the table.

"Sister Tang Ao said that you were seriously injured. She bought these specially, and I don't know if they can be used."

The tone was indifferent, but Yang Yuanyi was embarrassed to hear it.

He just nodded: "I'll send her a message back to express my thanks."

Fang Fei said "um", nothing more.

Birds chirping outside the window through the gauze curtain from time to time, and after blocking the sun, he was finally able to see Fang Fei clearly.

I'm not so thinner than in March, maybe I'm still filming an urban fashion drama, and Fang Fei's appearance is still overlapping with the characters in the drama.Her hair was permed and textured, slightly curly. She was already young, but now she was as youthful as a college student who just graduated.The side parted bangs covered one eyebrow, and the hairstyle set off the delicate facial features more and more perfectly. Instead, she looked free from the melancholy that lingered between her brows before, and her complexion was a healthy pink, which made her look even better.

Yang Yuanyi looked at Fang Fei, and at the same time Fang Fei looked at him calmly.

The eyes of the two occasionally meet, but they all avoid each other by coincidence.

As time passed, there was a dead silence in the ward, and even the sound of breathing was tacitly suppressed, as if there was no room for the other party to talk.

But if the stay was uncomfortable, Fang Fei should have left long ago.

Seeing him tidying up the hem of his T-shirt, and then staring at his nails for a while, Yang Yuanyi realized that he might not be so impatient, and remembered Fang Fei's drama again, and made up his mind to break the silence.

"Has director Zhang's drama finished yet?"

Fang Fei's tone was still indifferent to everything: "The filming is over, and some dubbing may be added later as needed."

"It went well, congratulations."

Fang Fei's eyebrows drooped: "I heard Brother Jue said about "Falling into the Water"...I'm sorry, I'm also very sorry."

Hearing that Fang Fei and him are reciprocating, if you ask me how I am doing, then I will also express my concern for you.

It's just that the circumstances of the two are completely different now, one is about to start promoting a new drama, and the other has cut the project in half and is admitted to the hospital by himself.

This "regret" seemed to be tinged with sarcasm, but Yang Yuanyi didn't take it to heart, Fang Fei realized it first: "That's not what I meant, I just felt..."

"I'll find a way when I get better." Yang Yuanyi tried his best, "You also think the script is good, don't you?"

Fang Fei didn't comment on his plan: "Brother Jue said 'get together and part with fate', but I actually agree with it."

"But sometimes if you don't force yourself, how do you know that things are really settled?"

Fang Fei felt that there was something in his words: "Movies are not just for everyone. If you are too persistent, you will get in debt. I thought Mr. Yang, you have been making movies for several years, you should know."

Yang Yuanyi: "Then have you ever seen me give up?"

Fang Fei was at a loss for words.

"I'm not what they think...no wind and no waves." Maybe Fang Fei is sitting in front of him, and Yang Yuan wants to chat with him a few more words, "I won't talk about it in the past few years abroad, I'm working with director Xie Chuan "Jiangcheng Chase"—did I tell you that's when I met Brother Jue?—In his team, the producer sounded like he was in charge, but he was actually doing chores for the director. I was a newcomer at the time, who I can call out a few words, and I will wake up halfway through sleep almost every day to solve emergencies."

The original novel of "Chasing the Murder in Jiangcheng" has 10,000+ words, which is condensed to 100 minutes.

The narrative is compact, and the rhythm is so fast that key information will be missed in the blink of an eye.The characterization and framing are almost impeccable, and it was the top three at the box office that year. Shen Jue even won two of the three best actor awards in Chinese for his role.

"...And there is "Candle in the Wind". I really want to learn from Director Ye. I asked my father to find someone, and finally got Director Ye to nod. But he doesn't care about chores when filming, so all logistics must be in place, and you can't ask. , can’t be questioned, all scheduling has to be prepared before he starts filming.”

It is a 50-year folk epic that tells the different lives of the father and son, with the imprint of the times.A great director and a famous actor, he finally won two awards at the Berlin Film Festival, which is well deserved.

"River City" and "In the Wind" the former focuses on narrative, while the latter focuses on atmosphere. The styles are quite different but both are equally successful.

When everyone mentions the two films, they attribute the miracles to the director, actors, screenwriter, and even photography and soundtrack, but rarely emphasize that their producer is Yang Yuanyi.

Even Fang Fei, at certain moments, thought like most of the audience that Yang Yuanyi went to the set for "gold plating" and probably would not do anything practical.He was so good at everything that no one thought he would be stumbling over difficulties.

He had never heard Yang Yuanyi talk about these hardships.

Yang Yuanyi rarely opens up to anyone.

"Is it hard work? But it's worth it. Without these two experiences, I wouldn't make up my mind to make a movie by myself." Yang Yuanyi easily saw through him and smiled, "I have loved sound and light since I was a child, and I always thought that sooner or later I would take this path... …So I will never give up on the works I treat with my heart.”

Fang Fei was silent for a while, and asked, "Is that why you like not to hit the south wall so much?"

"Bump it a few more times, maybe the south wall will collapse next time."

There was another bird song, crisply falling on the tip of the banyan tree leaf.

The moment it slipped into the ear, the sparrow suddenly flapped its wings and rushed into the blue sky.

The two of them always had something to say, so they didn't talk about movies at all.

But going around, I can only talk about work.Fang Fei casually talked about the twists and turns of the TV crew. After sitting for a long time, he was also a little thirsty, so he stood up: "Are there any paper cups in the ward?"

In Yang Yuanyi's eyes, Fang Fei didn't even want to share a cup with him.

He said, "Under the cabinet? If you are thirsty, I saw you brought some fruit."

"That's for you." Fang Fei finally smiled for the first time of the day, "How can there be a reason to visit a patient and eat everything you bring?"

"I invite you." Yang Yuanyi also smiled, "I can't eat now, so don't waste it."

Fang Fei said "Okay then", and picked a green pear from it.

The sweet fruit juice made up for his thirst, Fang Fei felt better, and even the inexplicable coldness he felt when he first stepped into the ward faded away, and getting along with Yang Yuanyi became natural.

But there is still a gap, and many things cannot disappear out of thin air just because of a little show of favor.

Eating pears, Fang Fei couldn't help looking at the bandages on Yang Yuanyi's back from this angle, chewing slowly, and asked, "So those burns are serious? They all went to the ICU."

"Ah, the ICU is mainly for internal bleeding and head." Yang Yuanyi raised his hand to support himself, and barely touched it, but he still couldn't reach the gauze on the back of his head. I remember that there was a loud noise before I got to the position...Fortunately, the head was hit and it didn't affect too much."

Fang Fei's Adam's apple twitched: "...Oh."

Yang Yuanyi: "I don't want to live a dramatic life with amnesia."

His tone was too exaggerated, Fang Fei laughed again: "Do you think amnesia is so simple!"

"Yeah, at the time I was still thinking that I had to do something meaningful after the filming, and I wanted to meet someone..." At this point, Yang Yuanyi didn't dare to look at him and stopped.

Fang Fei: "No."

Yang Yuanyi also followed: "Yes."

Fang Fei started to fidget again, thinking whether to stay here or find a reason to leave first—he didn’t even plan to stay in Rong County for a few days and came here—Yang Yuanyi resolved his hesitation.

"A Fei, can I trouble you again?" Yang Yuanyi looked at him pitifully, "I want to go...to the bathroom."

He spoke with difficulty, and Fang Fei's ears turned red all of a sudden.

For the two of them at this moment, these words were not only difficult to say, but also a little embarrassing and intimidating, which made Fang Fei and Yang Yuanyi at a loss.I've done the most intimate thing ever, and there's nothing I can't see, but just thinking about it makes my heart beat faster, as if this is not an ordinary help, but an adventure in a boiling crater.

Yang Yuan noticed that he hadn't moved for a long time, and his face turned slightly pale: "How about...well, there is..." at the door

"Can you go now?" Fang Fei interrupted him.

"Huh? Yes, but it's very slow." Yang Yuan pointed to the hanging bottle next to him, "I can take this off and hold it by myself. The toilet is in the ward, so you don't need to go out—"

"Then come on." Fang Fei said, throwing away the green pear core.

Lifting off the light and thin white quilt, he was first caught by the burn marks on Yang Yuanyi's calf.

Reddish, flame-colored tattoos, mottled in shape but small in size so it's not ugly.But on Yang Yuanyi's body, it became a curse-like sequelae. Even if he knew that he would recover soon, it was still frightening.

What will the back look like?

Fang Fei stared there, the man next to his ear called him again before recovering, lowered his head and held an arm.

After physical contact, Yang Yuanyi's body temperature was slightly higher than his.

The ashes-like perfume smell of green grass was finally gone, and the mixed smell of ointment and disinfectant soda all showed that the people around him were extremely fragile now.It took more than five minutes to help him sit up. Fang Fei felt hot on his back, and suddenly thought viciously: If I let go now, will Yang Yuanyi lose his balance and fall hard under the hospital bed?

The desire for revenge was only fleeting, he rejected Yang Yuanyi and took the bottle by himself, holding it in one hand.

The other hand has no place to rest.

How should he help Yang Yuanyi get up from the bed?

Although the burn on his back was not serious, it covered a large area. Fang Fei stood next to him and stretched out his hand facing the same direction, trying to support Yang Yuanyi in a less ambiguous posture, but it was not suitable to place his hand anywhere and would touch the wound.

After thinking about it, there is one place left that might be slightly better.

When the palm of his hand was pressed against Yang Yuanyi's waist through the hospital gown, the man visibly tensed up, and he clenched his teeth imperceptibly.

Fang Fei's ears were red enough to bleed.

A nondescript hug can incapacitate two people at the same time.

"The bottle is still... I'll do it." Yang Yuanyi said, and took it.

So he could help Yang Yuanyi to stand up half-hugged and half-dragged, Fang Fei was annoyed thinking how he hadn't expected it just now, and adjusted to this extremely embarrassing posture.

Squatting down slightly, the distance between the four eyes suddenly became extremely close.

Yang Yuanyi's complexion was pale, because of his thinness, the originally unclear outline of the mixed race was particularly sharp, his lips, high nose bridge, and brown hair that slightly covered his eyebrows from exhaustion...

The gray-blue pupils reflected Fang Fei's appearance.

Like a frozen lake gradually melting, from winter to summer, there will be heavy rain in the next second.

His heart missed a beat, and the hand holding Yang Yuanyi almost wrapped around him.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside with a "creak", and Fang Fei shuddered all over. Reflexively stepped back and stood up, flattening the hem of his T-shirt and looking towards the door.

"Hey, Director Yang, are you sitting up?" Wang Hongyu was surprised, and entered with two lunch boxes with a smile, "A Fei, I heard that you are here, and I brought you the most delicious Taiwanese-style bento around here... What were you doing just now?"

Fang Fei showed embarrassment: "Director Yang wants to go to the bathroom, I'll help him..."

"Go to the bathroom!" Wang Hongyu put down his lunch box and took out a certain assistive device that Yang Yuanyi had disliked several times, "Director Yang, the doctor said that you are not suitable for activities and it is better to lie down, so don't pick and choose at this time! Just for a moment, since there are no girls now, Ah Fei and I both understand, right?"

Fang Fei: "...well."

Yang Yuan covered his face with his hands gloomily.