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    Moonlight

    Chapter 14

    Story: Moonlight Author:shasiyizhizhigengniao words:7495 Update time:2023-07-01 06:38:09

    [XV]

    Jun Ran's phone calls began to become more frequent, and his footage on TV became more and more frequent.

    Gu Xiran was extremely impressed by the closing lines of one of his little silent movies -

    Maybe in another dimension, you are doing well, we have fallen in love, or you don't know me at all, you walked past me when I was walking through the crowded subway.

    A silent film like a broken space-time, one dream after another, Jun Ran and a woman the size of the palm of the hand, palm lines entwined into the gray tree, the woman wearing a red wedding dress in the palanquin passed under the tree, Jun Ran watched this scene from afar, in addition to the pupils of the rest of the colors are processed into gray and white.

    Suddenly his iris became the sea reflecting the stars, the dead woman passed alone from the sea, Jun Ran on the reef deeply and shallowly singing a tune, intermittently, full of pale blue.

    In the last scene, Jun Ran wakes up from sleep, the sky is miserably white, and he leans on the balcony to look at the woman passing downstairs, from inexplicable familiarity to indifference.

    Then there is Jun Ran's reading white, numb and empty, like the last of his eyes.

    The silent film is called "floating light". A concert of the momentum.

    Gu Xiran only felt sad when he watched it.

    At least in this time and space, they were lucky enough to meet.

    The company's reputation was soaring at the end of the year as the movie was completed.

    This winter, Gu Xiran dragged Jun Ran into the cinema to see his own movie.

    Gu Xiran has never seen such beautiful colors. The whole movie is like a painting of intense color.

    At the beginning is an endless ice field, a red thin man walking barefoot, wide sleeves with the wind hunting roll, a glamorous blood red in the corner of the eye.

    Ankles and wrists chained with silver chains, pale blue eyes of the man's look through the naïve demon, but his eyes are old, he is too beautiful, triggering the most primitive desire to destroy. He is the hidden trophy of many wars, no one remembers his age, only that his blood can keep his face forever.

    This is the secret of the royal family, who always look younger than ordinary people, until death, most of their looks are well maintained.

    So the kings were happy to use the blood of their slaves to feed the man, very precious to cut a small slit in his body, suck blood, and then watch the wound fade away.

    Also happy to please him, offering him rare animals from distant lands as pets, in order to let him show his face at times.

    The camera pans to a half-grown teenager pointing his sword at the languid-looking man, who is gently racked away, followed by the charm of a soaked shirt.

    Simply seductive.

    The teenager began to seek him out frequently, beginning with the sword, followed by the zither, books, ancient oriental porcelain, and exotic treasures.

    He said white, you should smile more, they say your hair color comes from the ancient East, is not the Eastern beauty as subtle as you?

    No, I'm from the ice fields.

    What a place that is.

    A place I could never return to in my life.

    Later the teenager grew into a young man, crossed the sword, and the wind is valiant. And the imprisoned man has not changed, starry eyes half closed, lifting his eyes to look at him or the same style.

    It is always a mistake to think he is in tears.

    The youth saw him at a ball, without silver locks on his ankles. He was talking and laughing with the guests of different minds around him, with first-class manners and elegance.

    It was a great feast for foreign guests. He did not understand his mother's face on the throne, which had changed color.

    Jun Ran's dress was exotic, and he was the focus of the entire ball.

    Dancing with the female guests his eyes pierced through the crowd and met him with a smile.

    He did not understand why his mother was furious, she suspected that he had opened the chains, she said, you will invite disaster to the whole country.

    Later, after years of war, his mother, whose face was young and whose insides were old, finally let go of her power. He personally gave him to the enemy.

    Still in black silk, he did not look back at him, his look cloudy.

    He said, I am the most vicious gift, I will bring them disaster.

    His words came true.

    The foreign royal family rebellion, the country was overturned, they met again when the once young boy became pale at the temples, the man is still young.

    Do you want me to go back?

    Yes.

    Because you're getting old too, you don't want to die, do you?

    ......

    But I'm tired of it, I want to go back to my hometown. Goodbye, my former teenager.

    He wouldn't let go and drove each other to the brink. In fact, just want to see more of him, that is the secret of his entire youth.

    I have to say, Xu Huan's acting skills are very good, and the whole person's complex internal struggle is interpreted in the slightest, but he is very unfortunate to come across Jun Ran as white, the skin is shiny and bright, but the bottom has long been rotten.

    He said, if not for this ability to freeze the years, and how long you can cling to it, you should be ashamed of your ugliness. Our dimensions are different, the hourglass turns over, in you for a moment. Yellow earth and white bones, for a moment for me. We should not have crossed paths.

    Finally, a red-clad white walking alone on the ice field, clothes rolled in the wind, his eyelashes ice flowers condensed.

    The man who has been behind him for half his life is too old to walk behind him, watching him, watching him step by step towards the homeland that can never be reached. He walked barefoot, two lines of footprints behind him soon swallowed by the snow.

    The image fades to a bright, jumpy voice of a young man - they say your hair color comes from the ancient East, are all Eastern beauties as subtle as you?

    No, I'm from the ice fields.

    That's what it is.

    A place I can never return to in my lifetime.

    When I inherit the throne, I will accompany you to find it, and I will send you home, okay?

    No one answers.

    No one will ever answer.

    *

    *

    Out of the cinema, Gu Xiran's brain still turned around, the movie is entitled "Longevity". But how did he feel so pitiful about White, the bottom of his eyes were bitterly sad, jaded, and helpless.

    In the movie, the ageless and immortal White envies humans. Every time he looks into the distance and sees the boy in his prime coming towards him, his pale blue eyes are bright and deep.

    Jun Ran grabbed Gu Xiran's arm, and the green light across the crosswalk turned red.

    "Thinking about what?"

    "Thinking about you."

    ......

    "That movie ended badly."

    Jun Ran grabbed him to cross the road, the cinema is not far from their home, did not drive.

    "That has been the best ending, he fulfilled the promise when he was young and accompanied Bai home."

    Gu Xiran listened to a sour heart, and relieved, after all, the original in their own side hanging around it, and asked, "What if I lied to you? What would you do if you couldn't do what you said you would do?"

    Jun Ran scarf wrapped most of his face, only to reveal a pair of pale blue eyes, the street lamp flooded with warm light.

    "As long as you do not drive me away," the voice wrapped in a scarf muffled, "If one day I can not wait for you to come back home no matter what, I will be very sad, will wait a long time, and may end up dead."

    Gu Xiran was stunned, the whole heart are cowering a little.

    This person ...... How can this person say such words with such an expression? Warm, careless, as if it was natural.

    Will be very sad, will wait a long time, and finally die.

    Dead.

    Dead is, never to see each other again, the body lost temperature, turned into flying ash, in a small altar.

    Gu Xiran looked sideways at the handsome man beside him, could not imagine that he would be on a small altar, with no flesh and temperature, even the pair of eyes that seemed to cry were torched.

    Unforgivable.

    To protect him. Not to let him be bullied. Not to let him appear that tearful eyes again.

    The snow is very big, the northern fine snow in the street light crystal shining, fell on the human skin, and clothes, is a piece of a complete chic six-pointed star, and has not melted to the ground. That is their most beautiful appearance.

    Jun Ran's eyelashes were overwhelmed, like the ice flowers that bloomed on his eyelashes in the movie, Gu Xiran couldn't help but reach out to touch.

    He slightly closed his eyes, and his fingertips can detect his eyes rolling under the eyelids.

    I can't help but want a kiss.

    Jun Ran's shoulders and hair are covered with snow, the look is full of trust.

    Gu Xiran has the heart of a thief but also has the courage to look around and quickly kiss his eyes.

    "Go la go la, go home to do night snacks for you to eat."

    How many people want to sneak not fishy, tsk?

    Layers of snowfall on the ground were stepped on solid, did not have time to shovel clean. The hard practice of years of northeast survival skills Gu Xiran stepped slipped out of a good distance, stumbled a few times, and was nearly stable, Jun Ran has been a few steps behind him, looking at him, eyes their own do not know the warmth.

    A heavy snowfall, a night road, the two people under the street lights to go to the white head.