Entertainment life from early spring

"Unnie, did you find it?" Xu Zhuxian held his knees with one hand and supported the wall with the other hand. A few strands of black hair were stuck to his forehead. He took deep breaths and exhaled slowly, so that his rapid breathing gradually calmed down:

"I went around to the right and couldn't find anyone."

The weather was already sultry, and some old ventilation ducts and air conditioners made a heavy whirring sound like a patient suffering from lung disease, like someone pulling a bellows, constantly coming from the ducts.

Lin Yoona put her hands on her hips and was breathing heavily. The sleeves of her short-sleeved crew-neck shirt were rolled up to her shoulders, revealing her round, round shoulders: "I couldn't find it. Where did the person go? I just left without explaining it clearly."

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Untie the rubber band on your hair and wrap it around your wrist. Pull all the hair back and tie it tightly with the rubber band. Then start to coil it up: "Xiaoxian, go and talk to Ernie and the others first. I'll find another one."

Circle. If not yet, the formal rehearsal should begin. The stage is the most important, so we can only ask clearly after we get off the stage."

"Let's look for it together, Unnie, I've already sent a text message." Xu Zhuxian shook the phone in his hand, closed the cover and put it in his trouser pocket. Like Lin Yoona, he untied and tied up his hair again, with the ponytail exposed slightly higher.

Fair neck: "If you search separately, you won't notice some places. You can go back to the lounge by going half a circle from here. When I first found it, the right half was the waiting area for the company's artists. Oppa is unlikely to go there.

of."

.........

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and Lin Yuliang's shadow flickered on and off the stairs along with the lights. There was a slight musty smell in the air, and the stairs of the fire corridor that had not been used for a long time were also covered with dust.

Every small sound in the quiet corridor became clearly visible, and the sound of the beating heart clearly echoed in my mind. This place was isolated from the world, and the darkness wrapped around my body brought a secret sense of security.

In the darkness, people will uncover their inner self bit by bit, and clearly see what is filling them up. The intermittent sobs coming from the already hoarse throat are like an old erhu.

A desolate, hoarse string sound was played, and then came out from the cracked sound, the sound was old and dry.

Memories of the past kept flooding in my mind, and everything was harmonious, but in the details, I inadvertently revealed a sense of disharmony that I had never noticed before.

The opening credits of China's evening news appeared in my memory in the morning of Country H. At Jin Canyu's engagement party, others looked surprised when he handed over the red envelope. When sweeping the grave, there were only bare flower stems left in front of other tombstones, and the petals scattered around had long since dried up.

The Chinese accent is praised as a native of the old imperial capital.

Every Spring Festival I spent with my family, every morning I was woken up by my grandma, the instructions my father received at the last moment flashed through my mind one by one like a slideshow.

The memory seems to have been carefully trimmed by a famous director who has won a statuette. Every detail and various perspectives have been painstakingly spliced ​​together to form a smooth and continuous picture.

It's so sophisticated that even the actors being filmed didn't know before watching the movie from the perspective of a bystander that they were starring in such a bizarre story and it was broadcast in such a way. I personally filmed a horror story but didn't know it.

Self-aware.

"Then where do these memories come from..." In the constantly flashing lights in the stairwell, he looked down at his trembling hands: "What does the covered part look like... Or am I just not there at all?

Never before..."

He covered his face with both hands and pressed hard on his face. His nails dug deeply into his flesh, leaving crescent-like bloodstains: "Then what am I..."

.....

Pushing open the remote fire door that had been covered in dust for a long time, there was a burst of dust behind the door. She waved her hands in front of her face to drive away the dust and coughed a few times. Lin Yoona put her shoulder on the door and shouted to the stairwell: "Ahem, Oppa?

Yuliang Oppa? Are you there?"

She carefully listened to the sounds in the stairwell. Even the buzzing of mosquitoes was close to her ears. She refused to let go of any sound. Suddenly, she seemed to hear the sound of fabric being rubbed. Lin Yoona's eyes lit up and she pushed the door hard with her feet.

He opened it halfway and walked in sideways.

I couldn't see my fingers in the dim corridor. I used the fluorescent light of my mobile phone to illuminate it and leaned forward to look at the floors below. The corridor was completely dark without any light. The little light provided by my mobile phone could only illuminate a few steps above the stairs.

Seeing that the lower floor didn't look like anyone was there, Lin Yoona turned around, half-leaning on the railing and looking up. Her hand tightly grasped the railing to prevent herself from turning over, and her other hand held up her cell phone to see what was going on on the floor above.

The lights on the upper floor are constantly flashing like in the scary old Hong Kong dramas that I dared not watch when I was a child. The number 3 appears and disappears on the wall as the lights turn on and off.

"It's better to walk up... It's a bit dangerous without a flashlight down there." Lin Yoona retracted her leaning body and walked up step by step while holding on to the railing, her sight gradually rising. Halfway up the stairs, the lights came on again.

, Lin Yuliang sat curled up on the stairs, and the figure leaning against the wall came into Lin Yuner's field of vision.

"Oppa, what are you doing here?" He walked up the two steps with a look of joy on his face. He walked to where Lin Yuliang was sitting and squatted down. He took out his mobile phone and pressed it with one hand to find the answer in the stairwell next door.

While sending the message, Xiaoxian closed the phone cover and reached out to touch Lin Yuliang's shoulder: "Oppa, are you okay? I see you ran out in a panic, what happened?"

"It's okay, Yoona, I'm okay." Lin Yuliang turned around, wiped his cheeks with both hands, raised the corners of his mouth tremblingly, raised his eyebrows, and revealed the smile lines at the corners of his eyes: "I'm okay."

The lights turned on, and a trace of blood flowed from the crescent-shaped scar on Lin Yuliang's forehead. It flowed across the corners of his eyebrows and merged into the tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes. It flickered and dragged a long and narrow trace on his face. It dripped onto the steps and made a splash.

Leaves a flower-like mark.

Lin Yuner squatted next to him, staring at his face that was full of confusion and uneasiness but still smiled for her. Her slender green fingers stroked Lin Yuliang's cheeks, gently erasing the long and narrow marks on his face, and then

He moved his hand up and placed it on the top of Lin Yuliang's head, clumsily rubbing his prickly hair: "Yes, I know."

"Unnie, I'm here. Where is Oppa?" Xu Zhuxian pushed open the door of the fire escape and walked upstairs while shouting: "Taeyeon and Unnie called and said that the rehearsal will start soon. If you find us, we will

.....Go back...."