under the rose

Chapter 28 Bed

Xiao Jiang was not there, so he went back to deal with Fu Xingyun.Wen Shichuan was the only person in the whole small house, and he was not bad at drinking, but today's glass was too strong, and mixed with several kinds of spirits, it had a lot of stamina.He didn't turn on the light, and staggered to sit on the sofa, feeling that his nose was full of the smell of alcohol, which made him uncomfortable. He frowned and raised his hand to wave a few times before realizing that it was the smell of alcohol on his body.

It is only ten kilometers away from the bustling ancient tourist village, but the small town where they live is as quiet as a world away.

Wen Shichuan was still not sleepy, his lips were still moist, and there was still the warmth of Fu Xingyun's body in his palm.He imported the clips he took today into the computer, and there was a video file standing alone in the middle of the desktop of the computer.

Wen Shichuan moved his mouse over and clicked on it, and Fu Xingyun's face full of tears appeared on the computer screen.

This is the video of the audition in Wen Shichuan's studio that day. Fu Xingyun was shot close-up. His face filled the shot, but it was not boring.He was really pretty when he was crying, his eyes, nose and mouth were all red, a little bit of red appeared in the white, like the red on the tips of flower petals, and tears fell from his eyes in strings.

As a director, Wen Shichuan should analyze Fu Xingyun's emotions and eyes at this time, and should strictly examine the composition and lighting.

But he didn't, all his eyes were on Fu Xingyun's lips, where there were still tears.Maybe the wine was really too strong, he thought dazedly.

He remembered the first time he met Fu Xingyun.The first time they met was earlier than Fu Xingyun thought.

It was still in that bar, it was winter, when the snow was about to fall, the sky was overcast and the floor was gloomy.After dark, it gets colder. Wen Shichuan just graduated from the film academy. His strict father is the honorary dean of the academy. He has always been serious and never said a word to his son. Wen Shichuan blocked his phone anyway.

"Xiao Chuan! Come to the show tonight—" Brother Luo greeted him across half a bar.

Wen Shichuan leaned against the wall, waved at him lazily, and said, "Farewell, I don't know rock and roll. You won't let me go on stage, what's the point?"

Brother Luo smiled and said, "If you know how to fart, go on stage, and leave the maracas for you to swing."

Wen Shichuan agreed: "Okay." He shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case, pushed open the back door of the bar, and lit a cigarette with his body on his back in the cold wind howling alley.The narrow alley is dark, with some sundries piled up, a few large trash cans, dirty water on the ground, and night cats scurrying by from time to time.There were a few suppressed sobs from the other side of the alley, and Wen Shichuan stopped lighting his cigarette.

He looked over there, and there was a dark figure sitting on the steps in front of the back kitchen.

"Who's there—" Wen Shichuan asked.

The shadow seemed to be taken aback by him, afraid to make a sound.Wen Shichuan walked over, and on the opposite side of the shadow was a street lamp that was very dimly covered with grease and dust. Through the street lamp, Wen Shichuan saw that the man sitting there with his head buried was a man—to be precise, a boy. small one.

Finally lit a cigarette, Wen Shichuan let out a puff from the side of his head and asked, "Are you from the bar?"

The boy with his head buried wiped his face hard on his arm, raised his head, and replied angrily, "It's none of your business!"

He spoke fiercely and viciously, but his expression was really not convincing.

He just cried, his face was flushed, and there was still a little sparkling snot from his nose that hadn't been wiped off. The tear stains were scattered all over his face, and his eyelashes were all glued into locks, which was very cute.Wen Shichuan held back his smile, fearing that he would be even more angry.

Wen Shichuan took out the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, and handed it to him.He glared at Wen Shichuan, as if he was competing with someone, took the cigarette, and took out the lighter to light it himself.The flickering flame of the lighter illuminated his face, and his lips stained with tears held the cigarette in his mouth. The flesh of his lips was softer than the smoke, and sank a little.

He just took a sip, and someone in the back kitchen called him: "Fu Xiaoyun! Where are you!"

He hastily crushed the cigarette, pushed the door open and returned to the back kitchen without looking back, only Wen Shichuan was left standing in the alley, smoking his own cigarette.The next time we met, Wen Shichuan was shaking a maraca on the stage, and Fu Xingyun—who was also called Fu Xiaoyun at that time, was watching from the audience, because the lead singer Luo Ge dropped a guitar, and they looked at each other across the crowd smile.

Wen Shichuan didn't tell Fu Xingyun about the meeting in the back alley, because he felt a little speechless at that time. He liked Fu Xingyun at first because he saw him crying, and thought he was very beautiful when he was crying.It sounded weird, so he didn't say anything.

To this day, he still thinks that Fu Xingyun looks the best when he cries.

The video on the screen has been played repeatedly for the fifth time. In the camera, Fu Xingyun first laughs and then cries. There seems to be broken lights in his eyes, which makes people want to coax him to laugh and make him continue to cry.

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted Wen Shichuan's endless thoughts, he answered the phone, it was Yu Xiangwan.

"Brother Chuan, I have something to tell you." She said.

"Ah."

Yu Xiangwan said: "It's time to shoot No.30 for the next four scenes. There is a sex scene in that place. Although there is no need to show his face, the actors have to be found."

Wen Shichuan left from the computer and lay down on the sofa. He began to feel sleepy and his voice became hoarse and rustling.He said: "The actor is not important, you can come."

No.30 four scenes are a very short sex scene, the protagonist played by Fu Xingyun, and his mysterious girlfriend, the girlfriend does not need to show his face.The atmosphere of this sex scene was greater than reality. When Wen Shichuan and Yu Xiangwan were discussing the script, they jokingly said that the budget was tight, so it was enough for Yu Xiangwan to act in this part.

Yu Xiangwan hastily declined: "Don't, don't, who knew at that time that your old lover would play the leading role, I can't do this kind of Shura scene, I still want to live."

She spoke more and more quietly, Wen Shichuan was too sleepy to listen any longer, and said: "You come and look for it, just look for it on the spot."

Yu Xiangwan agreed, and went straight to find a local girl.The girl's name is Sang Ge, and she is a local tourist performer. She performs folk dances on the open-air stage in the center of the ancient town. There are few performances in the off-season, so the girl wants to earn some extra money.Yu Xiangwan explained to her that there was a nude scene, but Sang Ge didn't care at all. He glanced at Fu Xingyun with his big flickering eyes, and said with a hearty smile, "I don't suffer."

This time it was Fu Xingyun's turn to feel uncomfortable.

It's not that he has never filmed nude scenes, and he has also filmed kiss scenes and sex scenes, but he had to film them in front of Wen Shichuan, and their current relationship is so unembarrassing, just thinking about it makes him feel ashamed, so ashamed The toes are curled up.

The shooting location was in Fu Xingyun's house, and Wen Shichuan wanted to capture the light pouring in at dusk.The shooting equipment has been set up, and everyone is waiting for the sunset.Fu Xingyun was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the sofa, and Sang Ge was sitting next to him. The two planned to have a chat first, so as not to be embarrassed by being too unfamiliar later.

Sang Ge has already put on her makeup, and she is loosely wrapped in a bathrobe. She is not very beautiful, but she is very thin, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, warm and cheerful, with burning eyes.She crossed her legs indifferently, showing her smooth and straight calves, and asked Fu Xingyun, "Are you a star?"

Fu Xingyun was a little nervous, his throat was dry, and he just let out a "hmm".

Sang Ge asked again: "Have you ever done it?"

Fu Xingyun didn't react: "What are you doing?"

Sang Ge blinked and said, "Just go to bed."

Fu Xingyun almost choked to death on his own saliva, subconsciously turned his head to look at Wen Shichuan.Like a tacit understanding, Wen Shichuan raised his head and met his eyes.Fu Xingyun's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked away, avoiding Sang Ge's probing gaze, and responded vaguely.

He works in the bar six days a week, until two in the morning every day, and takes the shuttle bus back to the rental house ten kilometers away.When he left, the tourist town where the bar was located also ended its business for the day. Looking back on the shuttle bus, he could see the ancient village built against the mountain, and the lights on it gradually went out.

He rested his head against the cold glass of the shuttle and felt as if there was a big hole in his body sucking all his energy into it.He comforted himself that it was all right, his girlfriend was waiting for him at home.

When he got home, the house was dark, empty, and wide open.He washes up alone, eats supper, and locks the door—I heard that there have been thieves in the corridor recently, the owner lost his clothes, the west owner lost the mop to dry the door, and the owner had suspicious muddy footprints in front of the door on rainy days.

After locking the door, he inspected the house, and there was nothing missing, except that one of the green oranges on the coffee table was missing, which might have been eaten by his girlfriend.He lay on the bed, staring at the puppy ornament on the bedside, fell asleep after a while, woke up, woke up, it was already afternoon when he woke up.

He was lying on the bed, and suddenly felt a heavy weight on his body, with smooth skin, red-hot body temperature, slender arms hanging around his neck, skin against skin, the quilt had been kicked under the bed and replaced Covering them is the evening sun.

A girlfriend, he thought.

He put his hand on her back, stroking down the slightly protruding butterfly bone, feeling something wrong——

"Stop." Wen Shichuan said.

Everyone in the room stopped, including Fu Xingyun and Sang Ge on the bed.Yu Xiangwan handed the clothes to Sang Ge who turned over and sat up. Fu Xingyun was naked from the upper body, and pulled off his shirt uncomfortably to put it on.

Wen Shichuan was very serious and ruthless at work, every line on his face was tight, very sexy, but Fu Xingyun was not in the mood to appreciate it now.Wen Shichuan frowned and looked back at the clip just now, saying, "It doesn't feel right, it's too unnatural."

Sang Ge quickly said, "I'm sorry."

Wen Shichuan replied, "It's not you."

If it wasn't her, then it would be Fu Xingyun.Fu Xingyun felt that his face was burning hot, and he was a little ashamed.Compared with Sang Ge, he is an actor with rich experience, but why did he lose the chain at this time, and in front of so many people, in front of Wen Shichuan, he didn't shoot such a short segment well.

Fu Xingyun wiped his face and said, "Sorry, come again."

It takes only a short time for the setting sun to appear and disappear. If you don’t make it today, you don’t necessarily have it tomorrow.Everyone moved very neatly, for fear of being reprimanded by Wen Shichuan for wasting time.Fu Xingyun took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mood, and fell back on the bed again.

This sex scene is not explicit, it is more about creating an atmosphere.

Reddish skin, crumpled sheets, entangled limbs, heavy breathing.Sang Ge doesn't need to show his face, but Fu Xingyun will take pictures of his face, and there will be flashing close-up shots. The whole scene takes less than 5 minutes, but Wen Shichuan's requirements are very high, and Fu Xingyun needs to be immersed There is just the right sense of detachment.

Fu Xingyun fully understood what he meant and what he needed to do, but it was difficult for him to enter the state.

He is a natural guy and has never had a relationship with a woman, but it doesn't matter, it's not like he hasn't made an intimate scene before.But he just felt uncomfortable, uncomfortable all over, he couldn't forget the existence of the camera, and the sense of presence of the camera was stronger than that of Wen Shichuan's eyes.

Wen Shichuan's gaze seemed to have a substance, cast on his skin, making him unable to relax, he wished he could hide under Sang Ge's body, avoid the camera, avoid Wen Shichuan's gaze.

After doing it again, Fu Xingyun's scattered thoughts were quickly pulled back, and he hugged Sangge again.

Fu Xingyun has paid great attention to maintenance in the past few years. Although he is thin, he is not the slender type. His flesh and blood are well-proportioned, and his skin is fair. It is even whiter than Sangge who has been exposed to high-latitude ultraviolet rays for a long time. He has a good shape Muscular, with a flat lower abdomen, he didn't take it off completely, and the loose home pants hung on his waist, which rubbed off a little with the movement, revealing his slightly protruding hip bones.

The picture is very pleasing to the eye, but the effect is not as good as when it was shot for the first time just now.

The author says:

Everyone pay attention to the copy!

Enter v on the 12th!