glass fish tank

Chapter 70

At the end of April, the ups and downs "Love You Forever" was finally completed.Munning's hair reaches shoulder length, and Lacey's beautiful long hair later in the film is all grafted.

Mu Ning didn't want to cut it, so he tied a ponytail for himself, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and occasionally it is easy to blur the male and female.

On the same day as the finale, Zhuang Yao officially resigned from Juheng Group as a legal person.Since last year, Zhuang Yao had the idea of ​​retreating bravely.He is really not short of money, and now, it is time to concentrate on doing what he really wants to do.

The scandal of coming out still has aftershocks on Mu Ning's career. "Black Rose" is expected to start webcasting again next year as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the performance of the show has no pros and cons for all the main creators.

Lin Jiayang is busy everywhere despite the turmoil, and there is no shortage of work.His fans were very distressed because Lin Jiayang was "affected" by this incident, and he did better in all aspects than before.A few months have passed, and the matter of the press conference has no effect on him.

From this point of view, although Huang Shan's decision was dangerous, it was the right one.In any case, to stabilize the fans is to stabilize Lin Jiayang's career.

Mu Ning didn't care about these things.Because since "Love You Forever" was finished, he has not been able to say goodbye to Lacey.

Lai Xi fell in love with Shao Feizhou, and Mu Ning felt that he loved Gao Lang.Lacey struggled desperately in the process of self-knowledge, and so did Munning.He was what Lacey was.He couldn't separate Lacey from himself, and he didn't even realize he was still in the act.

This is the boundary that Su Changqing has always protected him, which was broken by Gu Qiming himself last year.

Zhu Sha could sense the difference in Mu Ning, and worriedly talked about it with Zhuang Yao.The latter just smiled, "It will all pass."

On the second day after saying this, Munning's Commonwealth and Schengen visas were issued.

While filming, Mu Ning had a dream one day, dreaming that he was running wildly on Highway No. [-].The wind and sand were so heavy that he couldn't move his legs, but he kept running forward.After talking about this dream with Zhuang Yao in a few days, the man pondered for a while and said, "Let's take a vacation."

So starting in May, Mu Ning and Zhuang Yao entered from the UK and began to travel around Europe.

The first stop is in Germany.Mu Ning wanted to start from Spain and Portugal, but Zhuang Yao said to go to Germany first, he had some things to deal with.It wasn't until they saw the fourth group of filmmakers in a cafe on the side of Berlin that Munning realized: "Are you looking for a channel for "Love You For Long?"

"In terms of time, Berlin is the most suitable." After Zhuang Yao finished speaking, he jokingly said, "Why is my brain not as good as before?"

Mu Ning slightly hooked his lips: "I'm stupid when I'm filming."

In his hometown, his film couldn't even pass the review, let alone get the dragon label.

Mu Ning remembered something again, and asked: "If you send an award overseas without passing the trial, Guo Chengwei may not be able to make any more movies in the next few years."

"That's what he meant." Zhuang Yao replied.

The warm May sunlight in Berlin falls on the carved iron table. Pigeons are not afraid of people, and often fly past people's eyes suddenly.Berlin is a city that has been divided by war, and West Berlin is more economically developed, so it is lighter.East Berlin, on the other hand, has a completely different sense of heaviness. It is a legacy of the former Soviet Union, with a thick and colorful rust taste.

In the following days, Zhuang Yao took Mu Ning to visit many museums.They also went to the famous Berlin Wall. Under the graffiti of the kiss of the century, Zhuang Yao's hand was loosely wrapped around Mu Ning's shoulders, and the camera was handed over to someone else. Someone passed by with a beer bottle and shouted loudly: "Küssihn !Küssihn!"

Mu Ning couldn't understand, but Zhuang Yao was proficient in German, so he smiled knowingly.At this moment, he really wanted to kiss Mu Ning, but he knew that Mu Ning's heart was still tightly locked, so he was still waiting.Zhuang Yao only smiled at the man, and stood side by side with Mu Ning as a friend, leaving the only photo of them together in Germany.

Berlin is the palace of artists, where everything can be accommodated, and anyone can find their own place here. Similarly, because sex and love here are too free, countless people are also lost here.

Berlin can be said to have the wildest and craziest nights in Europe.That night, Zhuang Yao and Mu Ning came to a nightclub in Berlin.Before dawn, there was already a long queue in front of the door.

Mu Ning had never been to this kind of place before, and Zhuang Yao didn't allow it.

At this moment, he looked up at the building standing in front of him. It was a behemoth with obvious Cold War style, which was transformed from an old factory made of high concrete columns.The square window is embedded in the wall, and it is dark and dull. The booming sound can be heard dimly through the cement tile wall. Suddenly, a strong white light shines through the window, and the crowd outside follows the light wave after wave. squirming.

There is a long line winding in front of the gate, and there are countless people in strange clothes.

Zhuang Yao was wearing a simple short-sleeved and leather jacket, with cigarette butts flickering in his hands.

"It's 40 years old, can you still jump?" Mu Ning teased.

Zhuang Yao smiled contemptuously, leaned into his ear, and uttered a sentence with the smell of tobacco: "When I first came here, you were probably still in elementary school."

"Old Antique," Mu Ning reached out and snatched the cigarette from Zhuang Yao's hand, and put it in his mouth: "Let me show you the cigarette later."

Zhuang Yao smiled but said, "Oh? Then I will wait and see."

There is no invitation letter or reservation for this nightclub, and it depends on Doorman's eyes whether you can get in or not.That ferocious beard is at least 40 to [-] years old, and his biceps are so well developed that it seems that he can lift Munning up and throw him to Siberia.He guarded the only entrance with his flower arms in his arms, which made Mu Ning nervous.

"What if I can't get in?"

Zhuang Yao was very relaxed, he only said: "Don't worry."

After more than ten minutes, it was finally Mu Ning and Zhuang Yao's turn. Mu Ning was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands, but he saw the bearded man looking at Zhuang Yao with bright eyes, and burst out a few words that didn't make sense. The bird language in German, which he didn't understand, embraced warmly with Zhuang Yao.

The two talked a few words, and the bearded man felt like a fellow countryman seeing a fellow countryman. He held Zhuang Yao's hand and did not let go. After a few words, he was about to hug him, eagerly.Mu Ning thought that Zhuang Yao didn't have anything to do with this beard before... The image immediately came to mind, and Mu Ning quickly shook his head.

The two of them spoke again before the bearded man turned his gaze to Mu Ning.He said something in German, and Mu Ning pointed to his ear, indicating that he didn't understand, and his beard changed into broken English, and said, "Suchaprettyboy!"

This time Mu Ning understood, he smiled and said, "Yeah, I know that."

The bearded man laughed loudly, Zhuang Yao turned around and stretched out his hand to him, saying, "Let's go, hold me tight."

Mu Ning really underestimated how crazy Zhuang Yao was when he was young. There are several floors in this nightclub, each floor has a dance floor, and the bars are scattered around. If you want a drink, you can always have it at hand.Around the dance floor, there are countless small rooms with open doors and no lights.

The crowd smelled of sex, alcohol and drugs.

After all, Mu Ning is a good baby, he quickly squeezed Zhuang Yao's hand, and moved closer, for fear of losing his way in the crowd.

Zhuang Yao could feel it, so he held Mu Ning's hand firmly, and their fingers were clasped together, which was the most difficult gesture to be separated.

Mu Ning stood in the middle of the dance floor, and the man's generous hand held him, and he stared at the back ecstatically.Here, Mu Ning was able to glimpse a corner of this man's life of indulgence, pleasure and sensuality before he met Zhuang Yao.

Perhaps he, like himself, has doubted himself and cowardly avoided it in the discussion of universal values ​​and the pressure of family and society.They have different identities, different social status, come from different cities, and have completely different experiences.But regardless of the definitions imposed on them by the outside world, the rebellious bones that are deeper than their marrow and blood are actually the same.

They are truly of the same kind.

Here, too, music makes people forget everything.

That night, Mu Ning couldn't remember how much he drank, he drank one glass after another, he let go of Zhuang Yao's hand for a moment, and floated back and forth on the dance floor as if weightless, as if his mind had been thrown into outer space .

He only remembered the flickering lights, the dim eyes, the rubbing and collision of flesh and hot sweat back and forth.

Someone kissed him, not Zhuang Yao, he could tell the constant amber fragrance from Zhuang Yao's body.

In his ears, German, French, English... There are countless languages ​​that he has never heard before.He drank too much, felt that someone had taken off his shirt, a tongue slipped into his mouth, the warm and wet breath was close to the ear, and even a hand was touching his buttocks, trying to go in.

But that was all strange, not the person he wanted.

Mu Ning resisted all over, turned his head and staggered towards the bright light.

Zhuang Yao's voice came from far away and near.Mu Ning slammed into that firm and familiar embrace.

"Where have you been?" The man's anxious voice was transmitted to his eardrums through the deafening sound.

Mu Ning broke free from the man's embrace, and the man's handsome and worried face made several double images.He cupped the man's face in both hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed it.

The man was obviously stunned, and it took several seconds before he began to respond.

Mu Ning's lips and tongue were entangled in kisses, this is the person he is familiar with, every moment he dreamed of at midnight in the past ten years, the person he longed for, the person he couldn't ask for.

Mu Ning's body was tightly attached to each other, and his waist twisted unconsciously. When they stuck together and separated briefly, Mu Ning only heard himself repeating in a low voice: "I want you... Zhuang Yao, I want you want you……"

On the second day, Munning woke up in the big soft bed of the hotel.He and Zhuang Yao lived in the same suite these days, but they kept sleeping in separate beds.Zhuang Yao is a gentleman and never crosses the line.But Mu Ning found that today was different.

He heard the man's heavy and steady breathing, and the man's arms were around his waist.

He was also naked, with nothing on.

Mu Ning moved his body.Zhuang Yao's deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears: "Are you awake?"

"How did we get back?" Mu Ning asked.

Zhuang Yao was still a little sleepy, he tightened his arms around Mu Ning, and said, "My friend sent it back."

Mu Ning leaned against Zhuang Yao's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

Zhuang Yao woke up for a few seconds, raised his arms, and leaned over to kiss him.

Mu Ning avoided it.

Zhuang Yao's expression froze, and he froze in place.

Mu Ning broke free from his arms, and said awkwardly, "I seem to have drunk too much, and I don't remember anything."

Zhuang Yao asked in disbelief, "You don't remember?"

Mu Ning shook his head.

"I'm afraid you drank a few tons of bars yesterday - you disappeared as soon as I turned around. I was looking for you all over the world, lest you be drugged by someone. When I found you on the second floor, you were being killed by a little Irish boy Hold it in your arms to take advantage." Zhuang Yao tried to remind Mu Ning of what happened last night.

"This seems to be a bit of an impression..." Mu Ning murmured.

"And then?" Zhuang Yao asked eagerly, "And then?"

"Then I forgot." Mu Ning scratched his head embarrassingly, pulled the quilt over his chest, and asked cautiously, "Are we asleep?"

Zhuang Yao's face turned blue and white, so wonderful.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Ning smiled embarrassedly: "I'm already drunk like that, either, or forget it."

"Forget it?" Zhuang Yao was stunned when he heard this answer.Dare to feel that they were turned into a red wave last night, and the clouds and rain were turned upside down. One sentence can turn the page.

Zhuang Yao's face was ashen, he got up and put on his clothes, picked up his wallet and was about to go out.

Mu Ning asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhuang Yao didn't turn his head back, Mu Ning thought he was going to say something harsh, but he just said angrily: "...I'm not going anywhere! I'm going downstairs to smoke a cigarette."

After Zhuang Yao left, Mu Ning got up and got dressed.

He put on his bathrobe and walked to the bathroom.Ask room service to bring up a pair of scissors for him.

After a while, Mu Ning looked at the beautiful and pale face in the mirror, and cut off Lacey's long hair with a single knife.

Mu Ning lied to Zhuang Yao.

In fact, he remembers everything.He remembered that in the dark room, Zhuang Yao's breath took away his breath, he remembered the long-lost trembling when Zhuang Yao's hands touched every inch of his skin, and he also remembered their bodies overlapping each other, and the pleasure hit the spine , I feel trembling all over my body.

At that moment, he really said goodbye to Lacey and found his soul.The moment of owning Zhuang Yao, from before to now, always makes him feel extremely happy.

But as Mu Ning, when he woke up the next morning, after the alcohol that cut off his sanity evaporated—he couldn’t, and didn’t dare to remember.

The author has something to say: Nightclub archetype: Berghain (This is not a chapter of the disco guide, no)