Short story·be·double actors·the drama comes to an end because of the love
Melancholy female actress in literary arts × male actor with fake flowers and butterflies
The Mainland Chinese Movie Queen×Taiwan's Three Best Movie Winners
In 2019, Hu Yan received a movie script. She has never been a fan of this kind of literary style of script. Literary and artistic films are either about separation or heartbreak.
But the movie was called "Old Dreams of Moss", and she was attracted by the opening paragraph.
"At first glance, green moss penetrates into the bones. It is sticky and wet. It grows in humid areas and continues to grow for many years. It cannot be eliminated. Then let it flourish. The green moss is so beautiful that it makes people tremble. Any kind of plant that appears has its inevitable reason and opportunity for its appearance."
Isn't Hu Yan's life comparable to moss? Her past is like bubbles. The smoke of Vanity Fair makes her physically and mentally exhausted, but she is always full of vitality.
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This year, Xie Zongshan accepted the invitation of a friend and took over the script.
After meeting Hu Yan, he remembered that this was not the first time he met her.
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During an encounter in a tea garden, he walked slowly following the sound. The woman's voice came closer and closer, passing through the half-covered Chinese screen. Through the tulle, he could clearly see a woman with a beautiful figure. She had a superior profile and looked down at the pipa in her hand. A few hairs fell down by her ears, making her neck slender and curved.
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The inky black hair flowed with her movements, and his fingers trembled slightly.
There was an inexplicable itching in his heart, and he wanted to go up and caress her behind the ears.
She was wearing a sky-green cheongsam, with a white jade hairpin inserted into her bun. She was elegant and white, sitting calmly, holding a pipa in front of her chest, and playing with her fingers flexibly.
Under the half-downcast eyes, there is a striking red mole at the end of the eye.
He couldn't help but want to see her face clearly, and wanted to take a step forward.
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However, his wrist was held by his friend, and the sound interrupted him. He regained consciousness and smiled.
It's so crazy to laugh at myself.
The man turned his back and missed the woman who looked back at him.
Her eyes were arrogant and pure, but her temperament was like a touch of green, and as clean as a handful of snow lotuses on the Tianshan Mountains, but the red mole under the tail of her right eye made her even more charming.
Hu Yan glanced lightly and looked away.
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After the filming was completed, Hu Yan and Xie Zongshan went south and north respectively.
Before leaving, Xie Zongshan said: "Hu Yan, you told me I love you many times in the play. Now can you say 'I love you' to me as Hu Yan?"
Hu Yan looked at him for a moment with her watery eyes.
"Xie Zongshan, I don't love you."
Xie Zongshan looked at her decisive back with a smile. He couldn't tell whether it was in or out of the play. He was muttering words and sighing in the blurry corridor.
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Under the warm light that night, the man's eyes were nostalgic, his face pale with struggle and pain, as if he was trying to penetrate her deeply into his body.
Only the wind and the clouds knew what he said for a moment, but she who left did not know.
"But Hu Yan, you can never tell me I love you again."
Food guide:
It's a feeling late at night, don't be too particular, I don't have any prototype, it's just that the author wants to satisfy himself by writing an article about BE (PS: This article is about 30,000 words, I will find time to write it, currently... I have only written a few thousand words, and I will put it up all at once when I finish it)
Intention: Love is not allowed to be missed.
