Chende Garden, backstage of Wenyuan Society.

When Su Mo pushed open the door in front of him, he realized that he hadn't been back for five years.

The wooden doors, which had been painted before he left, were now mottled.

There was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old student sitting in the background, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.

He was familiar with the display in front of him, but he didn't know the people anymore.

"What are you doing?" The young student asked.

"I'm looking for your class leader, Lu Chuan."

"On the stage, I don't sign autographs for others." The little student looked impatient.

"I'm his junior brother."

"I'm still his uncle!"

After the little student finished speaking, he covered his mouth, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.

Then he changed to a humble look.

"Uncle here, please, Master has already prepared all the coats for you."

Su Mo entered the locker room.

"There have been too many people who have come to our class master to sign autographs recently, and I thought you were also a fan, but I just took two away, so I recognized you as a mistake." The little student apologized to Su Mo through the curtain.

Seeing that Su Mo didn't speak for a long time, the little student panicked, if he told the class master, he would die today.

"Are you still there?"

The young student was a little uncertain, and reached out to open the curtain to take a look.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Su Mo lifted the curtain and slowly walked out of the locker room.

Su Mo is good-looking, and the moment he walked out of the curtain, he seemed to be a handsome boy who had crossed over from the Republic of China, and he was clear and beautiful.

"It's fine."

Su Mo said indifferently, lifted the coat behind him, and sat on the chair next to him.

The young students were stunned, usually the people who come and go in the background are wearing coats, and they have never seen them so properly.

He stood beside Su Mo and stopped talking.

Su Mo sat on the chair, nervous, his sleeves clenched tightly with his fists, and his palms were full of sweat.

On the stage, Lu Chuan bowed off the stage, returned to the backstage, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Su Mo sitting on a chair, his eyes habitually empty, not knowing what he was thinking.

After all, this is the first time the two have met in five years.

"Su Mo."

A low but not coarse voice sounded in Su Mo's ears, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Lu Chuan's eyes and stood up suddenly.

As today's host, the young student has already taken the stage to report the curtain.

The coat on Su Mo's body was the same as the one Lu Chuan was wearing, black sprinkled with gold, and the two of them looked at each other from afar.

The thoughts and waits in the past five years all came to my heart, and the people who were blocked were uncomfortable.

Su Mo's nose was sour, and he forced back the tears.

"Next, please enjoy the cross talk "Yellow Crane Tower", the performers, Su Mo, Lu Chuan."

Time was in a hurry, and the two of them didn't have a chance to greet each other at all.

"Let's go, it's time for the two of us to take the stage." Lu Chuan turned sideways, waiting for Su Mo to come to his side and walk on stage side by side with him.

The audience in the small garden are all regular customers, and they are a little puzzled about an unfamiliar face and the position of the finale.

Su Mo: "You may not be familiar with me. ”

Lu Chuan: "Look at the face. ”

Su Mo: "Let me introduce myself first, I am an actor from Wenyuan Club, my name is Su Mo." ”

……

Su Mo used to have a little bit of fans, and every time he went on stage, he also gave gifts, but five years have passed, and the people who know him are no longer off the stage.

There were seven or eight people sitting at the next door, all of them were newly accepted students of Wenyuan Society, listening and learning on the side, and when they saw Su Mo coming to the stage, they started to talk.

"Isn't Su Mo the Uncle Su that the class master always said?"

"It's worthy of our class master's praise, Uncle Su is really beautiful. I really don't know how the masters were ruthless to drive out such a jade man back then. A fat man said with starry eyes.

"I just don't know if the singing is as good as our master said."

"We'll find out in a moment."

Lu Chuan glanced towards the door of the next stage, quite intimidating, and the students all closed their mouths one by one, looking at the stage with serious expressions.

After listening to it, even if these people have not been enrolled in school for a few years, they can accurately point out Su Mo's problems.

He barely interacted with the audience.

He completely followed the script, of course, the effect was that except for Su Mo's voice, everyone was amazed and applauded once, and then there was no reaction.

"I just said that this is good-looking, and the cross talk is beautiful, and our class master is the only one in the world." The fat man sighed.

"Really, really." Everyone else followed suit.

Su Mo and Lu Chuan are talking about the last finale, every time they finish the last game, the actors get off the stage, and they have to be stopped back by the host, and then the last paragraph is called a return.

The length of the return performance depends on the audience's liking, Lu Chuan is a famous actor, and most of the people at the scene are rushing to him, Su Mo hurried to play a short Yueqin in front of Lu Chuan and then stepped down.

When Su Mo changed his clothes, he was just in time for Lu Chuan to come down from the stage.

"Come with me to the hospital to see Du Peng." Lu Chuan said as he walked into the locker room, his pace in a hurry.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The car has always been quiet, Du Peng was Lu Chuan's partner before, but he suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized a few days ago, and the original manpower in the club was not enough, the actor who talked to Lu Chuan today had a very uncomfortable voice, so Lu Chuan called Su Mo to assist in the act.

"Du Peng, how is he?" Su Mo felt that the atmosphere under him seemed to be not suitable for pretentious greetings, and opened his mouth to inquire about Du Peng's condition.

Lu Chuan, who was driving, shook his head lightly when he heard this, his expression was serious, and Su Mo understood.

As soon as he arrived outside the ward, he heard a wail from the ward, which frightened Su Mo.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Lu Chuan stretched out his hand to help Su Mo, "He is always like this." ”

As soon as Su Mo entered the ward, he saw a nurse holding a medicine bottle in his hand, holding a fat man in a hospital gown.

"Brother Chuan, Brother Chuan, come and save me." Du Peng caught a glimpse of Lu Chuan, and rushed towards him as if he had seen a savior, and suddenly bumped into Lu Chuan's relatively thin small body.

Su Mo's heart trembled twice, and he was much more relieved to see that Lu Chuan was still standing firmly on the ground.

"Su Mo."

The fat man Du Peng hid behind Lu Chuan only to find that Su Mo was also coming, he had never seen Su Mo a few times in total, but he couldn't stand Lu Chuan's constant chatter, and recognized him at a glance.

After five years of tacit understanding, the tone of greeting between the two people was the same, and Su Mo's heart was a little uncomfortable.

"I'm calling him for a show today." Lu Chuan smiled and said.

"You go out first, I'll feed him medicine later." Lu Chuan said to the nurse who was still in the room.

The nurse listened to Lu Chuan's words, pushed the cart out of the ward, and stomped her feet towards Du Peng before leaving: "How old are you, and you are afraid of suffering after taking medicine." ”

Du Peng pursed his lips unconvinced, and stuck out his tongue at the nurse's back.

The nurse left, Du Peng jumped back on the bed again, pulled a pillow and leaned over, Su Mo and Lu Chuan sat side by side next to his hospital bed.

Lu Chuan picked up an apple casually, opened the fruit knife and sharpened it.

"Brother Chuan, why do I think I won't be able to wear a coat in the future."

Su Mo frowned.

The knife in Lu Chuan's hand was stunned.

"Nonsense." Lu Chuan's tone was not very friendly.

"Anzi came to see me today, and before she could say a few words, she started crying, and the nurses from the whole hospital came to see the joke." Du Peng shrugged.

Lu Chuan didn't raise his eyelids, and he was steadily peeling the apple in his hand.

"You don't know what he's like, he feels like he's dying when he gets a cold."

Du Peng thinks about it.

"He'd better come to see me less, maybe he'll be scared to death one day."

Lu Chuan and Du Peng have honed a tacit understanding on stage in the past five years, and Su Mo is already silent, the conversation between the two is smooth, and Su Mo can't interject in the middle at all.

The friendship that has grown up together since childhood really can't withstand the companionship of the difficult times in the past few years, and the replacement of the old and the new feelings is a natural thing.

Su Mo's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Lu Chuan's apple was peeled, he put away the knife, and when he looked up, he didn't even look at the little fat hand that Du Peng stretched out, and directly handed the apple to Su Mo.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly brightened, took the apple, and took a bite.

"Brother Chuan......"

Du Peng snorted, he had heard that Lu Chuan had the best relationship with Su Mo before he came, but he didn't expect Lu Chuan to be so eccentric and directly cross his sick number.

Lu Chuan raised his head and looked at Du Peng and blinked, reacted slowly, and directly picked out an apple from the fruit basket and sent it to Du Peng.

"You want to eat too?"

Du Peng looked at the unpeeled apple that was not half the size of Su Mo's hand, and said aggrievedly: "Wash it for me." ”

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you eat like this before, what else are you talking about?" ”

"I said it's convenient." Du Peng gritted his teeth and said.

in the hospital corridors.

Lu Chuan and Su Mo came out of the ward, and the two of them walked side by side under the miserable white lights of the hospital, and Su Mo remembered that Lu Chuan seemed to be wearing the pair of soft-soled cloth shoes he wore on the stage.

"When will he be able to return to the club?" Su Mo asked.

Lu Chuan let out a long sigh, and his tone of voice was also very low: "I don't know." ”

With this one action, Su Mo knew that the words he said in the ward just now were just to comfort Du Peng.

"There should be a shortage of people in the society right now."

"Extreme work can squeeze their potential even more." Lu Chuan smiled.

Su Mo paused for a moment and whispered, "Actually, I can ......"

"These people from the Wenyuan Club can still be busy." Lu Chuan immediately interrupted Su Mo's words.

Su Mo's face changed, and his footsteps stopped.

Lu Chuan looked back at him and said with a smile: "Today is just that Daqi's dead fat man has taken leave." ”

Su Mo bit his lip and stopped talking.