It was nine o'clock in the evening when Wen Xun received Jiang Xiangyang's call, and it was her turn to preside over the next regular meeting of the Ministry of Information, and she was doing PPT in the bedroom. Seeing the word Lao Jiang popping up on the screen, she snorted a little unhappily in her heart, complaining that he didn't say goodbye this morning and didn't reply to her messages all day.

She felt that there was something wrong with her girlfriend, and she was a little too indulgent to Jiang Xiangyang, so now he dared to go more and more excessively, and he didn't reply to messages all day. With that in mind, she put her phone on silent and turned it over and put it on the table. She decided not to answer his calls for the time being.

But after just three minutes of carrying the phone, Wen Xun began to feel uneasy, and the PPT was completely bad. She sighed in frustration and picked up her phone again.

Jiang Xiangyang's call was still coming in persistently, Wen Xun pursed his lips and answered softly.

"What's the matter, big star, I remember that I still have a girlfriend?" she deliberately said sour words to mock him.

Jiang Xiangyang's side didn't move for a long time, until Wen Xun said "heed" twice in confusion, and then he asked her with a crying voice, "Xiao Xun, can you come home?"

Wen Xun was startled, almost thinking that he had misheard. "What's wrong with you?

"I didn't think much, I just missed you. ”

"Have you drunk?" Wen Xun heard Jiang Xiangyang's drunkenness. She knew that Jiang Xiangyang was not a person who liked to drink, and her hanging heart became even more uneasy. "You're in our house right now, aren't you?"

Jiang Xiangyang said "um".

"Okay, then you wait for me, I'll come right away. ”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xun saved his PPT and turned off the computer. It turned out that the little anger and grievance in her heart had been occupied by nervousness and worry, and she only wanted to determine Jiang Xiangyang's situation now.

When he hurriedly walked to the door, Wen Xun met Xu Huairou who had just come back from washing, Xu Huairou saw that she was going out, and asked a little puzzled, "Wen Xun, where are you going so late?

"I'm in a bit of a hurry and I have to go out, so I'm not coming back tonight. Wen Xun said, "I will have a class starting from the third period tomorrow morning, but I will have time." Just wait for the dormitory teacher, if you come to check the dormitory, please leave it to you. ”

"Okay, don't worry. Then you should be safe. ”

Wen Xun nodded and replied, "Okay." "And went out.

Wen Xun took a taxi to his home, so he arrived quickly. She hurriedly went upstairs to get the key and opened the door, and the house was filled with the smell of alcohol.

She stood at the entrance and tentatively shouted inside, "Old Jiang?"

"Xiao Xun. Jiang Xiangyang quickly answered her.

Wen Xun changed his shoes and walked into the house, and saw Jiang Xiangyang lying on the sofa and beer bottles and liquor bottles on the coffee table. "What's wrong with you? You've had a bad stomach for the past two years, why do you drink so much?"

Jiang Xiangyang didn't answer her, as soon as she sat down, he hugged her firmly.

Jiang Xiangyang didn't make a sound, but the warm liquid dripped on Wen Xun's neck socket, letting her know that Jiang Xiangyang was crying. She didn't ask any more questions, just reached out and gently patted him on the back, comforting him, "It's okay, no matter what, I'm still here." ”

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Xiangyang finally spoke, "They asked me to film again." Not only filming, but also all kinds of itineraries that I don't like and you won't like. ”

"Xiao Xun, I feel like I've lived like a puppet in the past few years. His voice was muffled, "I just wanted to sing." I want to sing to you, I want you to think I'm amazing. But now they say I'm great, and you seem to hate me. What is it called...... End...... Put the cart before the horse, right?"

His drunken voice was much lower than usual, because he was not very awake, so the logic of his speech was not very clear, but Wen Xun listened to it with a dull pain in his heart. She reached out again and patted him on the back and told him, "I didn't hate you, and I won't in the future." You're good, no one will hate you. ”

"Yes. He said, "If I don't come according to the company's plan, if I don't follow the fans' hearts, the company will hate me, and the fans will be disappointed in me." If I follow those, you'll hate me, your friends will hate me, and I'll probably hate my own. ”

Sister Li also said that with the songs I sing now, I can't give you a future at all. ”

"She said that if it weren't for this face, no one would have listened to me sing. ”

"She's talking nonsense!" Wen Xun finally couldn't hold back his anger when he heard this. "She just deliberately wants to belittle you, so that you can be at her mercy, this is simply a workplace PUA! You are not what she said at all, the songs you sing are the best songs. ”

"But they say, I'm just a commodity. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I hear it all." ”

"It's not like this...... Wen Xun wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know much about the entertainment industry, so she couldn't say anything at this time except denial.

She also knows that in the eyes of those big companies, the artists under her are indeed just commodities one by one.

But they're all real people.

Could it be that if they stand in a position that others can't stand on, and earn the favor and RMB of people who can't be earned by others, they have to throw away the concept of "individual" and become a commodity?

Is this actually fair in a way?

"Xiao Xun. He called out to her suddenly.

"I'm here. ”

"Can you not leave me?"

Wen Xun smiled and rubbed the back of Jiang Xiangyang's head, "I didn't want to leave you." ”

"Can you not leave me in the future? I'm afraid that after you leave, my remaining faith will really not be enough to support myself. ”

Wen Xun suddenly understood that maybe the "leaving" Jiang Xiangyang was referring to meant that she was going abroad in the future, or that she would no longer like him for various reasons in the future.

But he was really drunk, and he couldn't finish the rest of the words, and after leaving Wen Xun's arms, he fell asleep on the sofa.

It's not early, but the lights are still bright outside the window. Wen Xun closed the curtains and took a blanket from the bedroom to cover Jiang Xiangyang. has known Jiang Xiangyang for so many years, and she rarely sees such a fragile side of him.

If you don't see it, you can treat it as if it didn't happen. Now that she sees it, how can she be willing to leave him with confidence.

Wen Xun picked up Jiang Xiangyang's mobile phone aside, and he didn't know when the phone was turned on and muted, but Jiang Xiangyang's previous song in the single had not stopped, so the mobile phone was almost out of battery at this time.

The song playing was "Want to Be Free" sung by Lin Youjia, and when Wen Xun pressed the pause button, he just sang: Maybe only you understand me, so you didn't escape.

By surprise, she opened the full lyrics of the song and flipped it up and down, looking at it, she felt that her breathing was a little stagnant, and it took a long time before she slowly recovered.

She buried her face in her hands, tears pouring out one drop after another, and she cried silently. At the same time, she silently made a new decision in her mind, changing the mind she had already determined.