I am grateful that the Golden Flower Festival won two more important award nominations. There is also news of the release of "Mysterious Seeds". This movie has been planned in mid-2013, and started writing scripts to select roles at the end of the same year. The movie, which was officially launched in early 2015, will be released globally on Valentine's Day on February 14, 2016.

At this time, Jinran had already announced on the Internet that she had participated in this role. Although she had guessed the result through promotional videos leaked from foreign media and the photos of the starring actors and Jinran, when Jinran officially announced the news online, everyone was still in an uproar. People couldn't help but sigh: Xu Qianqian had paid a lifetime price to compete for the role in this movie. She probably never thought that this role would eventually fall into Yuan Jinran's hands.

As the saying goes, people are doing it, and heaven is watching, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation.

Without the Xu brothers, the sky is blue. Since they got out of their sight, Jinran only felt that their career was a feng shui. Every day when they opened their eyes, they seemed to feel that they were running on the uphill road.

In the off-season of mid-November, I sincerely put down my work and took my family abroad for a trip and relaxed. When I came back, it was already mid-December. It was still more than ten days before the Golden Flower TV Festival was about to open.

When Jinran got off the plane, it was six o'clock in the morning in China. He habitually called Fang Yu to announce the return of the old man. Then he sent a text message to Jiang Chuan to ask what he was doing. The speed of Jiang Chuan's reply to the text message depends on what he was doing. If he was sleeping and his phone was on hand, then he could get a reply within two minutes. If he was playing games all night, the waiting process might be extended to forty or fifty minutes.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Chuan responded. She swiped on the screen of the phone and couldn't help but look at the chat records that they said good night to each other before the plane was on the sky. After slowly reading the chat records, the phone still did not respond. After the black-haired young man muttered, "I'm playing games again", he didn't feel at ease to stuff his phone back into his pocket, and returned home with a large bag of things, and took a shower in a hurry.

It is already the golden autumn season in China. Unlike the stuffy summer, the streets are full of osmanthus flowers. The fragrance of flowers is strong when you go. The community where Jinran is located is also planted with such trees. After taking a shower, wearing a long-sleeved bathrobe and opened the window to breathe fresh air. She was so happy that she was so happy. The young black-haired man stood beside the bed and stared at the day of daily life downstairs. He got up early to practice in the morning and went to the morning market to buy vegetables for a while. Suddenly, he heard the door behind him knocking. Then Ms. Yuan Mei pushed the door and walked in and asked: "Xiaoran, why don't you rest when you just got off the plane and stood at the window and blowing the wind. It was early in the morning and it just rained and the air was very wet. Be careful of catching a cold-"

"Mom, I have booked an afternoon flight ticket to City G." Jinran said with a smile, "I won't sleep now. I'll go to the airport after a while."

Yuan Mei said in surprise: "Why did you fly again just after you got home?"

"There are more than ten days left for the Golden Flower TV Festival. Your son is going to win the prize. How can you not wear new clothes?" Jinran said, unconsciously curling the corners of his lips, "I made an appointment with someone to go and buy the outfit together in the afternoon."

"Oh, I smile so happily," Ms. Yuan Mei looked at her son's bright face and couldn't help but smile, "Which girl did you have an appointment?"

"There is no girl, Jiang Chuan." Jinran raised his hand and scratched his head, and couldn't help but sneer, "That local bun is so tasteless that he knows to use fakes. He doesn't know how to spend money. I'll help him guide how to live a tasteful life-"

Ms. Yuan Mei showed a look of "My son is so shameless", shook her head and muttered helplessly, "I think she is dressed much more tasteful than you." While reminding him to be careful and rest, she agreed repeatedly until his mother closed the door again and the room fell into the initial tranquility.

I kept standing by the bed for a while, and after a while, I finally slapped my forehead as if I had thought of something, and turned around to find my cell phone-

Originally, he thought that Jiang Chuan must have reacted for so long and even asked him impatiently what was wrong.

However, what I didn't expect was that when Jinran took the phone to his hand, there were only three or four text messages from other friends on his phone. Most of them asked him without any pain when he was having fun when he had time to come out to gather. Jinran carefully read the text messages and finally accepted that none of these text messages came from Jiang Chuan.

“…”

Frowning slightly, after hesitating for a few seconds, Jinran decisively dialed over there, and then he heard a cold mechanical female prompt from the other side of the phone, the phone number you called has been turned off, and the customer has activated the phone reminder service-

Jiang Chuan's private phone never turns off.

Jinran's brows frowned a little more tightly. At this time, a text message came to his mobile phone. It was the departure time of the plane sent by the airline from the airline. After staring at the airline's mass text message for a while, Jinran suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He turned around and called Fang Yu again. After answering the phone, he just heard Jinran "heat" and heard his tone wrong. Fang Yu was silent for a while. Before Jinran could speak, he asked on his own initiative: "Did you call Jiang Chuan?"

Jinran knew what Fang Yu knew as soon as he heard it, and immediately asked: "Where have others been?"

Fang Yu paused, and then said, "I'm back to China."

Be cautious: "..."

Jiang Chuan has returned to China?

Without any warning or notice, I returned home like this?

He clearly called him the day before to discuss what kind of suits to wear for the next Golden Flower Festival. I don’t know if it’s time to customize them. Jin Ran still clearly remembers that when he suggested that they could wear suits of the same style and different fabrics, Jiang Chuan not only did not refuse on the other end of the phone, but also lowered his voice and said "Okay" as he laughed. At that time, the man was probably playing games. The sound of his fingertips on the keyboard and his low and magnetic voice sounded at the same time, Jin Ran, who was on the other side of the Pacific, wanted to fly back to him immediately to give him a strong hug.

And when Jinran hurriedly booked the air ticket and finished his journey and returned home, before he could say a good word to him, he just got the news that "Jiang Chuan has returned to China"-

"Did he say when will he be back?"

"I didn't say that now he has basically rejected all the work he has done. The return date is uncertain. You know that I can't handle such a big thing. Luo Cheng personally came forward to deal with it, so I don't know what happened..." Fang Yu said, "I thought he would tell you, but I didn't dare to mention it when you first called..."

His cautious throat moved with difficulty.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but found that my throat was so painful that I even had difficulty breathing.

"You mean, he may not come back at all?"

“…”

Fang Yu's silence made Jinran become even more silent.

The last second, my heart was so excited that I was about to see him that I was about to see him, and my hand holding the phone tightened slightly. When I raised my head, I accidentally saw my face reflected in the mirror next to the bedside table. After nearly twenty lost journeys, the fair face had unconcealed fatigue, and the light bruise in my eyes became more conspicuous because of the faint bruise of insufficient sleep. I looked at the young black-haired man in the mirror with a complex expression, and for a moment, even I felt a little strange.

At this time, it was probably because he was silent for too long that Fang Yu was a little uneasy and raised his voice a little and tried to explain: "But I don't think it's very likely that he won't come back at all. After all, he still signed a contract with our company. Even if he ended the contract early, he would have to come back to deal with the issue of liquidated damages--"

“…”

I'm sure I find that Fang Yu really can't comfort people.

The uneasy agent, Mr. Mr., powerlessly sent out a few words. After hanging up the phone, he stood alone in place for a while. He entered WeChat by chance and sent a text message to Jiang Chuan's WeChat: Why did he suddenly decide to return to China temporarily?

Looking at the message that was successfully sent, it was as if the moment when Jiang Chuan heard Jiang Chuan's phone turn off before was slightly relieved. Jingran's frown slightly relaxed a little, and then quickly sent me: I'm not a friend enough, and I won't tell me if I return home. I also booked a flight ticket to City G in the afternoon and said to go check out my clothes with you.

After posting that long sentence, he rubbed his face, and finally couldn't help but sigh and typed the third line on his phone: When will he be back?

The WeChat sent successfully.

He tried to comfort himself and might be able to see it when Jiang Chuan returned to China. He thought he would breathe a sigh of relief. However, when he fell on the bed weakly, he felt helpless to find that his brows were tighter than anything else, so tight that the sun and the hole suddenly hurt... He decided not to think so much anymore. He threw his phone and wrapped it in the quilt, and soon fell asleep in the hawking sound of the breakfast stall outside the window.

In the afternoon of that day, everyone at J City Airport heard the name of a big star on the radio, urging him to take off the flight and please register as soon as possible.

However, until the plane took off, the guy who was called the name still did not appear.

Because at this time he was sleeping soundly while covering the quilt at home.

He slept until midnight and got up. When he slowly floated out of the room in his slippers, he completely frightened the two ladies in the room. Yuan Mei turned her head and looked at her son who should have been in City G at this time. She asked in surprise: "Aren't you the plane this afternoon? Why are you still at home..."

"Oh," Jinran walked to the refrigerator, and said numbly while opening the refrigerator, "Jiang Chuan has returned to China, so I don't have to go there for the time being."

"Why did you suddenly return to China? What did you do when you go back?"

"I don't know," said the young black-haired man who was squatting in front of the refrigerator and taking out a bottle of ice milk and was about to drink it. He said with a "splash" and unscrew the lid of the milk bottle, paused and repeated softly, "I don't know either."

the next day.

Although Jiang Chuan was not here, his life still had to continue. Jinran was still booked a flight ticket and returned to City G under the subtle urging of Fang Yu. After getting off the plane and returned to the I-company, he did not ask about Jiang Chuan in front of the bosses. After leaving the company, Jinran took Fang Yu to the store of the brand that he had agreed to go shopping with Jiang Chuan before. He entered the store and went straight to a certain model. From trying on and fit to deciding to buying and asking the clerk to pick up the goods, it took about 30 minutes from beginning to end. Even Fang Yu was quite surprised at this amazing speed and asked: "Do you want to see a few more sets?"

"No."

"What if you've seen it on the official website before?"

"Yes." The young black-haired man took out his wallet and pulled out his card. After thinking about it, he said, "I watched it with Jiang Chuan, and said he was buying one set for each person..."

Fang Yu was even more frightened when he heard a name for no reason than Jinran himself. He intuitioned that he had asked the wrong question. He quickly turned his head and looked at Jinran, but found that the latter did not show any abnormality. At this moment, the young black-haired man stood there calmly with a face of handing over the card to the salesperson. He was holding a pen and waiting to sign. After buying the clothes, the two drove home directly. Jinran said very little along the way. Fang Yu was afraid that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, it completely ignited his little universe and caused the tragedy of the end of the world, so he was forced to say very little.

I got the ordered suit three days later.

It was December 20th, and there were less than ten days left before the opening of the Golden Flower Festival.

Jiang Chuan's phone is still turned off, and there is no reply on WeChat. I guess he probably didn't take away the domestic phone at all. He used the excuse that something had fallen at Jiang Chuan's house and now asked Fang Yu. He took the key to Jiang Chuan's apartment. He opened the door and walked in. He found that it was spotless, just like Jiang Chuan was just not at home and went out to work today. The room was quiet.

The laptop is also placed on the coffee table, which is where Jiang Chuan likes to sit and surf the Internet or play games; the TV remote control can be easily held on the sofa; there is a book spread out on the side of the coffee table, which looks like half of it was suddenly put down and never picked up again.

Everything seemed to be like Jiang Chuan just left, full of the atmosphere of life.

I walked around the room and finally found the mobile phone that Jiang Chuan used in China on the carpet under the coffee table.

This ruthless guy did not take his cell phone away.

Jinran aimlessly wandered around the apartment full of manly atmosphere, without the consciousness of an "illegal invader". He touched and looked around. Finally, his attention was attracted by the hamster cage placed on the ground next to the cabinet behind the sofa. This cage was still turned into ashes after living in it for so long. At this time, the cage was clean and laid the forage, but because it had not been changed for a long time, it was a little yellow, and there was hamster food in the food bowl.

And the cage is empty.

Just like this house, I was silently waiting for the day when the residents who had no idea when they would return.

Looking at the empty hamster cage, Jinran finally knew how difficult it was to wait without knowing where the end was.

Hamster A Fei and his owner Jiang Chuan were even.

………… Speaking of which, A Fei’s owner is really a bastard who can’t afford to lose at all.

...

When there was still one day left before the Golden Flower TV Festival, Fang Yu and Jinran set off to fly to City B. When they boarded the plane, Jinran felt that their heart had calmed down and Maitreya Buddha. They no longer expected Jiang Chuan to arrive before the opening of the Golden Flower Festival. Sitting on the plane, he even asked Fang Yu very calmly: "What if Jiang Chuan wins the award?"

"I'll go up and help him get it. What's the solution?" Fang Yu said, "In the past, when you won the prize, sometimes you can't get the schedule and when you are abroad, isn't it just me who goes up and get the prize for you and say thank you..."

He was speechless: "………………The Golden Flower Festival award, I haven't seen any actor dare to do this."

Fang Yu paused and said speechlessly: "Then should we pray that he would not win the award?"

He rolled his eyes wide, pulled down the Kao blindfold on his forehead, and entered a state of "I want to make up for sleep, don't bother you".

The plane arrived in City B for an hour and a half.

I went to the hotel where I stayed and saw many familiar faces. After greeting the directors and actors he knew one by one, he could almost say that he was exhausted and had a long dream when he was asleep, probably dreaming that he had accidentally won the award for "Best Supporting Role". Then when he was standing on the podium and giving his award speech, he accidentally looked down the stage, but found that he was an empty position next to him. The man was wearing a suit of the same style as him, looking at him with a pair of blue eyes and smiling.

In the dream, Jinran suddenly slapped his heart, and he couldn't say anything halfway through the award. He stared at the audience like a possessive - the "Best Supporting Role" trophy held in his hand was heavy, and he could even feel the coldness of metal at his fingertips, which made the dream more real.

... Until I open my eyes carefully.

The hotel room shows that it is almost early morning.

Thinking that I had fallen asleep from the night before, I got up from the bed, I realized that I was not holding the trophy for the "best supporting role" in my hand but my phone. I unlocked the screen lock and looked. In addition to text messages from my family asking him if he had arrived safely and not nervous, there were also some blessings from friends in the circle who wished him a successful prize. Most of them had a good relationship, such as Wang Mo had already started calling him "Previous Movie Yuan".

WeChat Moments are very lively. The group is in trouble because of the upcoming Golden Flower Festival. People who may win awards or don’t even have nominations seem to be very harmoniously fighting. They slide their fingers carefully and then find that everything is the same. The only one he has been waiting for movement, even if it is just a punctuation, it is silent.

Lying on the bed, I turned over and looked through Jiang Chuan's Weibo. There were fans below that there were already strangers that the male god could not go to Weibo for half a month.

Jinran felt that his internal injury had relapsed, so he decided not to abuse himself again. He let out his phone and got up from the bed to take a shower, and was refreshed as his nominee for the grand prize-nominated candidate-

This is a good day and you shouldn't think of so many unhappy things.

...

In the evening, Jinran got the list of guests' admission orders. Although the list clearly stated that "the ranking is not certain", the fool knew what the status of the first and the last entry meant. Jinran found his name on the third one on the list of the "Spark of Fire" crew at the top of the list. At this time, he truly forgot about Jiang Chuan for a while, and became excited and uneasy for the upcoming Golden Flower TV Festival awards ceremony.
To be continued...