New York in January, Chicago in February, icy and snowy, bitter, dark, that boundless winter, as far as the eye can see, so long and so depressed, as if you can never get out, just trapped in the endless gray, even a sigh is so embarrassing and melancholy.

But the setting was perfect for "Drunken Country Folk," where even the mist and coldness in the air were so perfect that the crew followed in the footsteps of Levine-Davis through the streets of Greenwich Village, and one day hitchhiked all the way to Chicago with a guitar case in tow, and then came back again in disgrace.

Filming went incredibly well, with most of the filming completed in just three weeks, and the final stages of the shoot were reached.

Coming back again, Greenwich Village is still the same Greenwich Village, gray streets, gray skies, gray people, large areas of gray make time meaningless, as if it has been gone for a long time, but it seems that it has never left.

Standing at the door of Jim and Jane's apartment, ringing the doorbell, there was no shame, no guilt, no sense of morality, only a calm and tired face with no waves, Jane's voice came over the intercom, "Hello?"

"This is Le Verne. Don't hang up. I didn't plan to stay, just needed a place to put my stuff, please. I just don't have the energy to drag it around. ”

There was no pause, no gap, all the words poured out in one go, because in the last conversation, Levien and Jane parted unhappily, Jane was completely angry, scolding, smoking, and seemed to never want to see him again. But he needed to put things down, they were so heavy that they almost crushed him.

The pair of low-hanging eyes revealed a deep tiredness, lingering, as if the whole person had dissolved into the gray and gloom of New York, the thick stubble was a little messy, vaguely able to capture the chaos and embarrassment of not being able to rest well last night, and the scarf hanging loosely around the neck was stained with coffee stains, but it was too late to take care of it.

"Please?" Levien raised his tail note slightly, but before he could raise his voice, he fell heavily, short and crisp, leaving no end at all, and then lowered his eyes again, and his eyes were gray and dead, and he could not catch a single light.

Silence, silence, Jane didn't say anything. But at the end of the silence, the door to the apartment was still open.

Levien closed his eyes, exhaled imperceptibly, and pushed open the door to the apartment.

The emaciated and burly figure slowly walked forward in the narrow corridor, the footsteps were trying to lift, but the heavy sense of falling made the whole person look extremely heavy, the straight spine and resolute shoulders have never been bent, and the loftiness and pride in the bones still seem to have never disappeared, but the straight shoulder line reveals a touch of loneliness and vicissitudes, and the vitality is calming down little by little.

He carries a dirty leather travel bag on his left shoulder and a weathered guitar case in his right hand.

That's all there is to it. But it was the baggage that almost crushed his shoulders, and it seemed that he could no longer bear it.

Footsteps stopped in front of the cobalt-blue apartment door, "knock", knocked on the door, the dull sound echoed in the hallway, Levien invisibly straightened his shoulders, as if the weight of his right hand was slowly dragging his body.

The apartment door opened, and Jane, with an indifferent face, came into view.

She lowered her eyes, as if she didn't want to see Levine at all, not even to make eye contact, but she still looked at it lightly, and caught the figure of the dusty servant, which seemed to be no different from before, but it seemed to be a little different, and she couldn't say it, which made her look away, slightly tilted her head, and then moved out of the way.

Levine didn't speak, didn't look up, walked into the room silently, dragged his slow steps and walked to the corner, his eyebrows showed a touch of relief, and he couldn't wait to put the guitar case in his hand in the corner, but the eager action became soft when the guitar case was about to land, and carefully placed the guitar case and travel bag in the corner next to the radiator.

Closing the door to the apartment and turning, Jane noticed Levine's back. Her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and that strange feeling hit her heart again, but she didn't notice Levien's movements, and just landed on her back.

After hesitating for a moment, she raised her chin and put on a gesture of rejection, because she knew that Levien was like a chewing gum, she couldn't shake it off, she had to make a firm gesture, otherwise, this guy would have to inch in, every time, no exception.

"Where are you going?" said Jane, who spoke softly but distantly, making her position clear: just to put her luggage, it was absolutely impossible to spend the night here tonight.

"I don't know. Levian's answer was indeed Levian's style, but he didn't notice the change in Jane's tone, because he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak, so he didn't have the energy to explore the deep meaning behind those words, and even if he did, he didn't want to care.

"It only takes two nights. Levine said, finally making sure that his guitar case would not be kicked or hit, and blocking the space with his duffel bag outside, he stood up straight, looked at the guitar case and travel bag, and shook his head, he didn't know why he cared so much about where the guitar case was placed, like a fool.

Then Levine scratched his messy hair and breathed a sigh of relief, "Within five blocks, you can definitely find someone who hasn't been annoyed by me." With a calm and calm face, it seems normal to complain and self-blackening, just expounding a simple fact, after speaking, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, pulling, but after all, there was still no joke, and then calmed down.

He is self-aware.

Jane lowered her eyelids, avoiding Levine's gaze, ignoring his self-pity, which didn't work for her.

Levine stood in place, awkwardly exchanging steps, tilting his head slightly, hiding his anxiety, but his voice remained steady, "How do you feel?"

Jane glanced at Levine and replied calmly, "Good." But then she noticed the hesitation and hesitation in Levine's eyes, and seemed to be a little nervous and apprehensive, this is not the Levien she is familiar with, the first thought in her mind is, Levien is in trouble again?

However, this is not unusual.

Jane raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?" The cold voice remained detached, making a defensive gesture, refusing to give any help.

Levien also seemed to be stuck, quietly staring into Jane's eyes, he could feel the alienation and coldness, and even a high arrogance, he lowered his eyes, pursed his lips jerkyly, and his eyes carefully fell on Jane's lower abdomen, slowing down his voice, "So that thing went well?"

Jane noticed Levien's gaze, instantly rolled her eyes, and even raised her head, looking up at the sky, as if she didn't even know where to start complaining, a wave of anger mixed with helplessness surging over, gritting her teeth, word by word, "Saturday is the time for surgery." ”

"Jesus Christ!" Jane's voice couldn't help but rise, uncontrollable anger, but she couldn't tell whether she was irritated by Levine's stupidity and ignorance, or because she was stupid and ashamed because she still believed that Levien would remember the time of the operation, "Levine, you can't even remember!"

But, that's Levine.

Jane huffed over to the couch, hugged her knees, and sat curled up in the corner of the couch in a defensive posture.

Levian's facial features wrinkled, and he made a look of annoyance, then rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and he felt extremely ridiculous, and shook his head slightly, his face full of disappointment with himself, "Yes, man, I'm sorry, I'...... I went out and uh, it felt like a long, long time. But it's only been a few days. ”

Levien turned and looked at Jane, and just watched quietly, and then lowered his eyes in annoyance, avoiding Jane's cold gaze, hesitated for a moment, sat down directly across from Jane, and thought about it in a daze: How many days had he been in Chicago?

From hitchhiking to Chicago, stopping in Chicago, then hitchhiking back to New York, then going to the shipping company to find a job, signing up, and then returning to my sister's house to look for my crew ID, only to find that my sister had lost all her documents and materials, and the crew ID was naturally gone.

went around in a big circle, as if it was a world away.

But in fact, it has only been a few days, and the world has become completely different – or the world is still exactly the same, and time has remained in place forever, meaningless. This feeling is really indescribable, and I was in a trance in an instant.

Immediately he realized that Jane was still in front of him.

Levien tucked his chin slightly, "Hmm...... Well...... I'm sorry. And so much so that the word "sorry" seems to have lost its meaning.

"Where have you been?" asked Jane critically, blinking.

“…… Chicago. Levien's thoughts did not calm down, and he untied his scarf tiredly and lazily.

"Why?" Jane could feel the exhaustion that burst from the depths of Levine's soul, and she didn't realize it, and her tone slowed slightly.

Levion's unscarf stopped in place, as if he were lost in thought: Why? Why did he go to Chicago in the first place?