Recapture the Entertainment Industry

So the word "marriage" immediately fell from an unclimpable altar.

Both Duan Shubo and Rodin began to prepare for their wedding with a natural attitude, and of course, more effort was made to look forward to the wedding for longer.

Wedding rings, dresses, weddings, flower children...

It was only after the same necessary part was put on the schedule that Duan Hubo suddenly realized that there were many things in there that were not suitable for them.

First the wedding ring, whether he or Rodin, suddenly has an extra ring on his anonymous finger overnight, which is bound to be the focus of all sorts of newspaper and magazine controversy. Now, although his appearance is diminishing, the fame of the superfront-line male star in the country has not lagged behind at all, and he has quite the same autumnal position as Rodin. The title of moving headlines, from being monopolized by one person to being broken into two, has increased in quantity, and the quality has not declined by half.

As the longest-running pair of same-sex friends in the country, some of the more formal magazines out there now use vague words to describe two people in interviews. The fans were even more awkward from the start when they were sweetened to the moment they saw each other together and only smiled in silence, as if they had been officially recognized.

But in fact, neither Rodin nor Shubo has responded to this kind of wiping pairing for so many years.

The official attitude of CP meal is still enthusiastic, if you really get caught in any form of evidence, you can't make a scene?

The key is that Shu Bo doesn't know whether the impact of this kind of news from rumor to true relative rhetoric is more positive or negative.

He doesn't dare to bet.

Then there's the dress weddings and so on, you can't get too many flowers over and over, and the list of invited guests is even more distressing. His and Rodin's circle of friends have coincided, and there are really not many friends they can trust to invite to the wedding.

Coupled with the fact that neither of the parties had a family to invite, picking up the list of invitees who could be present, Duan Shubo could almost imagine the frivolous scene at the wedding.

Empty lawns or churches, the conversation can hear an echo. The tall champagne tower never drinks up, and a wedding instantly turns into a gathering of close friends.

“Ah..." He lay headached on the table with several samples of the invitation that had been designed on his face. The light yellow cards of hard paper were filled with vintage ink, and the edges were filled with fine black vines, and the lilies blossomed in the upper right corner, implying a century-old fit. Domestic, foreign, italic and floral English are both wrong, since elementary school, the section of the study blog has written a good word, so he also bears a good preference for the wedding to personally write invitations.

Unfortunately, the invitations that are spread out on the table may count with both hands.

Duan Shubo was stunned. After Rodin entered the house, he hung his trench coat on the hanger. The cat gently walked out of the cabinet with its tail curled and circled around his leg.

“Cat. Cat.” Rodin squatted down and held the cat up. The adult cat was more than a few laps older than when he was little, and was covered in soft meat. Obviously a native cat, but he was fed the style of Garfield cat by Shubo. In Rodin's view, Xiu Huo Bo is not suitable for having children, like cats. He hates not being fed ten meals a day. He is too drowsy about small things.

The cat rubbed his chin and screamed, "Meow!"

Rodin stood on the doorstep and looked down on the man sitting on the side of the coffee table, his eyebrows picked slightly: “Dad, what's wrong? ”

Cat: “meow ~”

Rodin lowered his head to his slippery eyes, laughed, bent over and put the cat back on the floor, gently approaching the section Hub.

From the moment he heard the door shut, he knew that Rodin was back, but now he was depressed, not in the mood to say hello to Rodin, or buried his head in a pile of cards on the table.

Luo Ding didn't ask, he brought himself an invitation and looked at it. Obviously, he could see his heart pouring on it, so he squatted down and leaned against Duanxiubo's broad shoulder: “What's wrong? ”

Duan Shubo shook his head stuffily.

On one side of the coffee table is an almost untouched stack of cards. Based on the thickness of the cards, at least one hundred cards are stacked, and the table is a messy open invitation set, but □ □.

Rodin also figured out what Xiubo was worried about, and the other party had been very excited to discuss the details of the wedding with him in the dungeon the other day. Celestial flowers, long red carpets, the most luxurious wedding cars, weddings by the sea, and more. The other side had the ability to imagine a normal scene as utopia, so it wasn't mature enough, but Rodin liked him the most.

Rodin also knows that many of the things they envision in their hearts will not come true.

It's like these invitations now, counting the people they can invite, at home, Yuan Bing, Mi Rui, Wu Fangyuan, Gu Yaxing, just four, maybe add a Ji Jia He. Others, such as Pan Yiming Uyuan, although Luoding has always been sincere with them, but people are always selfish, friends and best friends are always different to some extent.

Needless to say, Pan Yiming once agreed that his company would speculate for the new album with rumors from both sides without ever notifying him. Although this has been happening for a very long time, Corodine's trust has been discounted since then.

There are absolutely few people allowed to intervene in his and Duan Shubo's life.

If he's abroad, Duan Shubo may have some friends, such as the old gentleman who allegedly helped him a lot since he left home, but there's a lot to say, and certainly not.

Must be disappointing.

But Rodin could not be comforted in this regard, so that he could be photographed in the hope that the other party would devote too little attention to the wedding.

In Rodin's view, living together in peace and security is already the most valuable asset worth cherishing.

“Luo Xiaoding...” Duan Hubo whispered Luoding's name, the visible loss between the eyebrows, he held Luoding in his arms, although the posture was uncomfortable, but Luoding still leaned obediently into his arms: "Hmm? ”

Duan Xiubo touched his arm and slipped all the way down, holding his wrist in front of his eyes, a slender, white five-finger bald.

He flirted with each other's anonymous fingers, opened his mouth and didn't know where to start.

He knew that Rodin would agree to wear a wedding ring, but he didn't want to use Rodin's inclusiveness to make such a compelling request.

Luo Dingmei saw him scream a name later half silent, looked up at him, followed his eyes to his fingers, stunned.

“Why don't we just drop this wedding? ”

After two seconds of silence, Duan Shubo realized what Luoding meant. He blinked and blinked.

Rodin said, "It's not like it's a one-night thing to postpone rather than be so sad, is it? Let's go get the certificate first. ”

Duan Xiubo was even more lost: “The wedding...”

“Wait a minute.” Luo Ding rubbed his hair, his tone was not shocked, “he was not in a hurry anyway. ”

At the end of November, when Rodin came out again for the Film Festival and the European International Film Festival, the two travelled to Switzerland on their way to Europe.

This is the residence of Hubert, but Rodin is a foreigner. Fortunately, in capitalist countries, monetary troubleshooting became an obvious rule, with little proof at home, and less than half an hour in the office lounge, they received written evidence that they had become a family in the legal sense.

Duan Shubo pinched that thick pile of paper still stunned, Roding-eye smiling photograph in the upper right corner of the information, abbreviated English letter combinations, can be read separately, can be combined, but it is so tranquil.

Rodin has been his “companion” ever since.

The cold weather in Europe in December and the heavy snow in the streets, although small, do not see many pedestrians on the streets due to the small population.

Two tall men walked shoulder to shoulder on the street in thick trench coats.

Rodin looked around and the cars parked on both sides of the road were not the same as in the country. It was a huge place from childhood to life.

Duan Shubo said: “When I left here, I thought I would never come back. We didn't buy a house, either. We had to go to the hotel. ”

Rodin punched his hand into his pocket and smiled and said, “Anyway, there's a plane. Let's go early. It's probably not much fun here in the winter except for skiing. ”

Duan Wanqing quickly began to leave after learning of Duan Shubo's landing, but it was still a step behind. Standing at the terminal, he looked out of the clear glass and whistled at an airplane leaving the ground, bursting with bluish on the hand holding a cane.

He was surrounded by bodyguards, dressed in thick clothes, but still couldn't help but get cold.

After watching the big guy who had already rushed to the sky for a while, Duan Wanqing sighed in secret.

The bodyguard behind him was a little worried about him. He held his arm in front of him: “Sir...”

Duan Wanqing waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to be helped. Young, handsome faces are now covered with wrinkles, timed beauty, and do not stop the slow climbing of the vast geriatric spots above.

... a few years ago, knowing that the stripper had deceived herself, Duan Wanqing never stopped trying to reconcile herself with Duan Shubo.

He had such a huge business, so much influence, so much money to spend.

Surrounded by people who want to jump up and ask him for the benefits, the Hub has never wavered. The telephone did not answer, the summons did not return, even Yu Shaotian ignored after Duan Wanqing moved Yu Shaotian to help him.

But from that point on, the financial assistant told him that 10,000 euros were remitted each month from his private account.

It turns out to be domestic remittances.

It is self-evident that Duan Shubo is giving him alimony, which seems to melt the relationship between the father and son landing at the ice point. Undoubtedly, Duan Wanqing also knew that the other party was telling him in this way that the maintenance between them was nothing more than that.

Duan Wanqing stamped down the crutch and took steady steps.

His waistplate was straight and his hair dyed black regularly. He owns some of the most prestigious mansions and businesses in Switzerland, even among wealthy businesses, and a whole bunch of “good friends” who are always on call.

Yet even he knew it himself. Nothing in all of this can hide a fact.

He's old.

* * * * * *

Rodin is an old acquaintance of the European Film Festival, and he has developed well in Hollywood today. If not for his personality restraint, most of the stars of his age would have enjoyed and enjoyed themselves everywhere.

Duan Shubo has already pushed many invitations to enter, and many even abandoned the contest prize when the film was signed up. Now that he is ready to retreat, he should naturally slowly put his focus behind the scenes, all the scenery at the front desk, the nature of the shredding to be cut off.

Rodin looks great in a suit with wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs, and five distinct, handsome and gentle officials with a unique Orientalist mystery. Every similar edition of the red carpet, he is the eastern hole that the outside media are most interested in, often covering up the gorgeous array of stars and even the western hole.

This time, however, he was present as a guest judge.

Another year is another Golden Lion Award. Rodin has won the laurel of the European Film Festival for two consecutive years. If you don't forgive me, I will feel a little bullied. After this judgment, it is obvious that many of the finalists will be determined.

Unconsciously, he has become the undisputed focus of the domestic and international entertainment industry. As was the case a few years ago with Shubo, he releases a sufficiently blind light without distinction.

The red carpet is broadcast, but the Hublo has been chasing photos that come up on the Internet.

Rodin's return to the hotel is almost dawn and full of fatigue.

“Shall we take a bath?” Duan Shubo had called the hotel's midnight snack long ago, and saw him like this, hurry up and find him a bathrobe in the closet.

Rodin shook his head and walked over and pulled his hand: "Follow me somewhere. ”

Duan Shubo: “What? What time is it? ”

Rodin smiled and stared at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with water. Duan Huibo's favorite look.

As with Rodin, there is no way for him to cheat, and there is no way for Rodin to cheat.

Hub was still quite confused when he was pulled on the plane, and a private plane that took off in the morning broke through the twilight and drove into the clouds towards an unknown area.

Rodin rarely makes such a fool of himself. Duan Hubert couldn't help but wonder: “Where are you taking me? ”

He was lying on the boat, turning his back, wearing a blindfold: "Guess what? ”

Duan Xiubo couldn't guess, and Duan Xiubo fell asleep, hugging Luoding and dreaming.

I don't know how long it took to fly, it was confusing, and Duan Huebo seemed to have landed.

He climbed up and tried to look out the window, but one hand pressed the action he wanted to open his blindfold.

Sniffing Rodin's breath, Duan Hub gave up his struggle without hesitation. His face was full of laughter: “What are you doing? ”

“Guess.” Rodin spreads these two words all the way.

Keeping the blindfold on, Duan Shubo felt that the surrounding temperature was much higher than in Europe, and it didn't seem to be a domestic temperature, so he couldn't figure out where he was.

Walk, bump, get in and get out of the car, there are people around to communicate in English with a strong accent, the speech is very brief, nothing more than “ready” “Do you want to go now? Phrases like“ good ”.

Duan Shubo became more and more curious.

He thought it was some kind of special game, but now it doesn't look like it.

Rodin walked with him all the way. For the first time, he didn't let go. He handed him his fingers all the way.

Slowly soften and loosen the floor under your feet, from hard slabs to smooth tiles.

Duan Xiubo raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Sand? ”

“Close your eyes.” Rodin pulled his ear, "did you peek? ”

Duan Shubo smiled and didn't speak. His ears were getting clearer and louder. He could smell the saltiness of the sea water on his nose. He couldn't help but squeeze his eyes. Actually, I guess I'm at the beach.

“What are you doing...” He held Rodin's hand tightly, dragged his footsteps and refused to leave again. In the trance, he seemed to hear a less loud joke, opposite Rodin's direction.

He looked at the past with vigilance because he could not see anything under his blindfold.

Rodin stopped and said softly: "Guess what? ”

Duan Shubo shook his head: “No. ”

“Tsk.” Rodin seemed very dissatisfied, but he didn't say much, just ordered, “Close your eyes. ”

Duan Shubo closed his eyes submissively and felt a breeze blowing in front of him. The blindfold was removed.

The sun is so intense that it shines on your face and feels warm and melting that you can't help but want to indulge in the light.

He opened his eyes slowly.

Into the curtain are the eyes of Rodin smiling, and the dark eyelids reflect the bright sunshine, like falling into a galaxy.

Behind him lies the sea, a long red carpet at his feet, a fine villa on the surface, a long corridor winding, a sea of silver waves, clear into his heart.

Duan Shubo stunned a bit slowly for a few seconds and turned around and looked to the side. Two snow-colored children were standing beside him with a basket and looking up at him, naïve and bewildered.

“Hahahahahahahaha!!!!” Yuan Bing couldn't help but laugh in the distance. He had no temperament when he squatted on the floor with Shu Bo's vague expression on his stomach and couldn't help but roll.

Miley, Gu Yaxing, Old Shirley... are all familiar faces.

“This…” Shubo failed to react for a moment, staring at Rodin's eyes and looking for answers. Then he suddenly realized that Rodin didn't know when to change into a pure white suit.

Before boarding the plane, Hub himself was wearing a black suit. Now it's white and black, and the style is about the same. He felt he had the answer.

Black skinned, unknown staff sent a crowded, round flower.

Rodin took over, the gentle smile on his face from the beginning to the end, lowered his head on the flower eyes, let Duan Shu Bo Hate not be intoxicated.

The next second he raised his head and looked him in the eye.

Then a few strokes from the bouquet of flowers picked out a silver bracelet.

Raised it in front of him.

The bracelet is oval, flat, with only a circle of vine-shaped veins engraved on the surface, without any modification.

“Replace it with this, 10 years later, with a pair of rings.” Rodin's voice sounded, and through some unconscious tension, his expression remained unscathed, "do you want it? ”

“…” Duan Shubo silenced for a moment, staring at the bracelet, “Are you proposing to me? ”

“Didn't you already beg?” Rodin said, “I'll give you a wedding. Want some?”

The sea, the flowers, the sea, the flower children, the guests. Everything he ever said.

The glossy surface of the bracelet reflects the sun, and the glittering light almost blinks the eye of the bloomer.

But at least in the eyes of bystanders, especially Rodin. The smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

I overestimated myself and thought I could finish it all today.

I have to take a day off tomorrow. I think the day after tomorrow's last chapter, Soon Love.