[Two Heavenly Kings] Skylight

Pairing: Andy Afu

Grading: G

Warning: OOC, inexplicable double design

Introduction: Andy, an actor who is difficult to play, meets Afu, a racing driver who is similar to the person in the story

Waiving statement: they belong to each other

Andy pushes the car.

it's not a worn-out pullover or denim shirt that was styled some time ago, but a white suit, shirt and trousers with wide shoulders and a straight back. The director explained that the bow tie must also be tied well, which made Ah Hua, a punk, feel a little human-because this scene is the climax of a love and a wedding.

He was tired and put his legs halfway on the red and white motorcycle. He stretched out his hand and stroked his hair with some strenuous gestures. Previously, he used too much hair gel. There were several shots to show the heroine's wedding dress swaying on her lover's body, and there should be a "youth blowing your long hair, let it lead your dreams". Therefore, the director transferred a blower to blow it face to face, and threw the dew and fog of Happy Valley Happy Valley Road into the hair gap and cheeks tonight.

everyone is in good condition, and after a few shots, the directors, producers, reporters, etc. are all satisfied, calling it a day and handing out lunch boxes.

The prop master commanded people to turn off the headlights, but the lights in the pulling room didn't turn on, just like the moon reflected by a flowing water, swaying in front of Andy's eyes, soft and affectionate ...... Soon after the power was pulled out, the dream was generally extinguished, and there was no trace to follow. That's when Andy suddenly stepped on the gas pedal and shouted through the crowd, I'll buy a bag of soft ten thousand!

Although the director is a newcomer, he has a bad temper. When he tried to get rid of the staff, the words he wanted to teach him were almost out of his mouth. Is it important: can't he borrow money? You think you're running around in a group show? Not afraid of being knocked out by a brick by a fanatical female fan and kidnapped?

As he approached, he couldn't help but stop walking. I saw Andy, who was in a daze at night, leaning on the motorcycle, while the other half was holding on like a teaching style. His waist and back were slightly arched with strength, and the makeup on his eyes and cheekbones had not been removed. The green, purple and swelling were all over this young girl idol's handsome face. He didn't look at the sky or people, but he was somewhat funny, adding stubborn spirit, but not fashionable, and his expression was still frozen.

At this moment, the director understood that this is Hua who will die with love, not the actor Andy.

Eyes and fingers curled, indicating release, and self-comforting brainwashing in the mouth: his makeup is so sad, and the night is dark, so it won't happen to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Andy certainly didn't buy cigarettes.

I just feel bored. I need to get some air. When the car drives to the bottom of the bridge hole and the headlights of the faucet are turned off, I immediately fall into endless darkness like a blind man. This is a tip I learned when shooting a new play. When the local street racing car or wild one is chased by the police on the way, they hide under the overpass and turn off the lights to hide themselves. A group of duckweeds on the edge of the city swim in the dark like quiet moss.

after half a quarter of an hour, he finally couldn't bear it. He got down on the bus with a flat mouth and couldn't help crying.

Originally, I was not a person who wanted to cry consciously, so it was really shameful. However, the emotion left by a boy with a heart of bravery and righteousness was too hot and strong, and it was easy for Andy to enter the play. When he took the role, he thought that Hua should have a unrestrained attitude and eyes full of sadness, but it was hard to get out. After reading the script, he knew the ending in advance, so he could not help but mourn for the lovers who could not catch up with eternity, perhaps because.

He covered his mouth with one hand, trying to control the twitch of his shoulders, but his cheeks and nose were really sore. His throat was not strong enough to stop giggling and sobbing, and tears streamed down his face quietly, accumulating between his fingers and lips. Andy tasted the bitter and disconsolate salty taste belonging to Iowa with the tip of his tongue.

He choked for a long time, and the more emotional he became, the more he cried, the more he understood. For Andy Lau, Hwa was just a box of videos in front of popcorn and drinks, an arrangement in the fate of the screen, but many young people besides him had to wave upon wave and shed tears for this turbulent world where I didn't live for me.

At that time, Andy was immersed in this vulgar and mysterious pain and didn't find anyone approaching.

The night wind didn't blow. At this moment, there is no noise and roar on the dome above, and it feels like a graveyard ... The boy seems to appear with the wind, living in the same darkness with Andy***, swimming through the particularly sticky night tonight, breaking the distance between them. He silently handed a towel in front of Andy, and Andy was really scared.

He was glad that human vision was dominated by light. He turned his head in a panic and rubbed his sleeve from his cheek to his neck, but he didn't know that the river would be silvery and reflective on his skin.

The boy is still waiting for him with a handkerchief in his hand.

Andy is so embarrassed, thank you, no need ...

He can't help looking back at each other. Tonight, tonight is really calm. At that moment, he thought strangely, otherwise, the director wouldn't have to adjust such a big blower. Andy saw his supple hair and bangs, all of which were brushed tenderly, and a bunch of gifted indigo grazed the boy's white ears, cheekbones and cheekbones.

many years later, he can still recall that in his melancholy and floating dreams, there was magnificent sunlight coming in, and Ah Fu held his head up and sipped his mouth, quietly revealing a pair of big sad eyes.

Ah Fu didn't say a word at that time.

The boy didn't ask anything, but he turned a deaf ear to the contradiction between the scar and the makeup of the dress. It may be normal. Andy was embarrassed at first, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He coughed twice, but he still felt embarrassed. His leisurely interview on the show seemed to be forgotten. I don't know why, but this moment was different. He just asked rashly, like that punk of Iowa, how did you suddenly appear?

The other person stepped back two steps, retreated into an invisible place, and when he appeared again, he pushed a car with red paint in his hand, and Andy realized that it was not someone who disturbed him, but he broke into the boy's dormant territory. Seeing that the other person was trying to walk at a lightning speed, he couldn't help holding his arm and blurting out, where are you going?

The boy frowned, unknown so, and his chubby cheeks bulged like a small mushroom.

Andy was embarrassed, so he stopped and went back. He also pushed his own car, or the crew, and raised his voice to invite each other. Why not swim down the river?

This is also a new word that he learned from filming. For street racing players, "riding the river" means that everyone doesn't care about winning or losing, just having a contest.

He had no idea at all. For an instant, he even thought that the other party would leave. He was in fear, and he heard a gentle "da" sound, like a dead branch crushed in the vast snow. It was not only that the boy's sole fell from his foot to the ground, but also that Andy held his breath. He knew that the other party was going to talk, and his whole shoulder shrank forward and listened attentively.

The boy spoke slowly-Andy didn't expect an adult to have such a soft tone. He chewed every word clearly, and his breath was very low, but his throat was too thin, so his words fell falsely, which would remind Andy of the cool snow strips that were applied to his body temperature before he had time to eat the last two bites.

seriously, I only run in the lane with gambling.

Andy put his weight back on the bus, his eyes bulging with tears and hot, and he could barely narrow. Still, he should try to have a look, ask and sigh with surprise. Are you really a racing driver?

hmm ... the boy lowered his head, and the hair on the side of his ear slipped, covering his eyes and looking a little shy.

Andy said, I have a friend who is also racing, but he has no choice but to step into the Jianghu, so he can't get out. Now he is involved in a love dispute. Tonight is his wedding, but maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he will die, and his beloved girl still doesn't know, so I am here to cry for my lover.

He didn't expect another tear to gush from his eyelids. He sniffed and went on, but I saw you just now and you handed me a handkerchief. I am very grateful to you.

It's strange that the boy looks at him. Andy thinks, is he so absorbed in everything? Like to deeply carve the people and things you are watching into your bones? Andy didn't notice, and he looked back at each other unblinkingly. Andy couldn't figure it out. Obviously, my roots were sour. Why did the boy's dark eyes glisten with gold?

when he heard the other person's words, he said, it's boring to spend money for your life, but your friend is so lucky.

Andy heard the boy's unfinished words that your friend is so lucky, and there are kindred spirits and idiots who shed tears for him.

at a certain moment, he seemed to get a glimpse of the peeling corner of his broken world ... He suddenly realized that the boy he had never met was so similar to Hwa. Of course, there was no Hwa in the world. Hwa was born out of Andy Lau's pen and paper plays, but they had the same sincere modality and melancholy look, so he seemed to find close support in this dreamy night. He couldn't wait to grasp it and ask: Can I?

half an hour later, he knew that the boy's name was Fu.

The name Fu, like a word cut from my real name, inexplicably smacks of intimacy, so Andy smiled and said my name is Hua.

which Hua? Andy Lau doesn't know yet.

They walked along the coast, and Ah Fu took care of him. They didn't drive fast and didn't step on the accelerator, but Andy felt something strange in his chest. First of all, he had a soft touch and missed the back of his hand. Andy suddenly realized that it was the wind! People and cars are like wind-makers. It seems that even the night scene across the bank of Hong Kong is awakened by the surging tide that breeds from the chest of young people. There is already a haze rushing from the vibrating engine of the soles of the feet to the sky. Andy made a move that will make all his fans, agents, assistants and directors scream and faint.

first, he tried to let go of the grip of his right hand, and his back suddenly sweated, forcing him to shrink back nervously at first, and then he tried again after calming down. Then, his left hand, I don't know whether it was fear or excitement, straightened up and put his hands in the air to catch the lover's lingering fingertips, and a close kiss came at him ... The lips of the wind caressed his drooping forehead behind his ears, and Andy knew it.

Andy peeped at Ah Fu through the air gap, and saw the boy reach out and grin unconsciously. His mouth had a natural curvature, like a pink water chestnut cut by a living spirit in spring water, but a sly rabbit tooth slipped out in the middle.

concentrate on the car-Ah Fu is dragging his voice to speak.

From West Kowloon to Tsim Sha Tsui, Canton Road, Nathan Road, Castle Peak Road, etc., it's the same everywhere. When the night shows are lined up, there will be endless crowds, tires and oil drums coming uninvited to spell out their crowded track and country. Scrap cars and old iron abandoned by the bend of the road, without a headlight and hood, are innocent, and will be beaten like a war drum by a manic heart-you think this is noise and war, but you will see an old man trembling under a yellow gasoline lamp pushing a three-wheeled cart to sell snow sticks or soda. He gropes for change in a small tin can with his old chapped fingers, and the bottom people are not muddy and smelly.

ah fu said that this scene can't be seen in the daytime.

Andy didn't tell me, I know. In his childhood, when he was cold and hungry, it was the same. Like a sealed wave soda bottle in the summer, he squeezed into the anxious bottle mouth, sweating from the back of his head to his feet, and his hands were full of cheap flavors, and he still struggled to spy out the golden and graceful building celebrities in Hong Kong.

Iowa is no different from them in the story.

But now, he is earnestly looking forward to the dusty wasteland and the kingdom of steel and rubber in Ah Fu's mouth.

Ah Fu's red car and red helmet are really like the fire in Ran Ran before dawn. They are not warm, but they suddenly break through the dark blue night. He slides in gear, and the crowd has waved and cheered at him. Andy fails to keep up. He hides himself in the shadow of the headlights. Perhaps only the person who has been looking out for Ah Fu can see him coming side by side. Andy sees that the man is pointing in his own direction.

While waiting for Ah Fu, Andy took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

The first time he smoked was when he was filming his first movie. Because of the need of the plot, he couldn't live without it after he learned it. He was different from others. He would never take a hard breath on the spot, not on the surface, and then secretly let it go from the corners of his mouth and nose. He had to swallow it all into his lungs. It was so smoky that he didn't feel it after he got used to it.

In order to get into the drama, there are always some chaotic realms that are hard to distinguish between the morning and the evening ..... There must be some exciting things above, which are linked to the mundane life. The smoke rises and the body seems to sink.

he thought, I wonder if Ah Fu smokes? Not necessarily, his teeth are so white, so what is the basis for Ah Fu's body to be shed on earth?

Is it for that motorcycle? At that time, the chasing procession was roaring past Andy's eyes. His head passing through the bushes could barely tell the streamline of drivers bending over, but he could find Ah Fu and his mount without blowing off the dust-a stranger he didn't know two hours ago, and Andy didn't know what he could do. They, they haven't set a goal to roam.

Unlike Hwa and JOJO ... But in that sad and heartbroken story, Hwa never stopped to wait. He was a dream that his lover ran barefoot with a wedding dress, but he couldn't catch up again and again. And Ah Fu? Ah Fu's car can obviously travel far, but at this moment, he finished a lap, leaving his defeated men far behind, and some rushed over eagerly, and finally stopped in front of Andy.

one race tonight. Ah Fu took off his helmet, and his half-length bangs were pressed against his forehead. It was a wonderful sight. When he was in the car, he seemed to never stop ... When he fell to the ground, he appeared a special silence. His eyebrows, nose and lip bead were all covered with honey-colored sweat, and he gasped gently, saying, I even thought you would leave just now.

Andy is a little surprised. Why?

Ah Fu answered, because you will find that there is nothing as lofty and loyal as you think, and you will soon feel dull.

The sweat drops of youth on his tender cheeks reflect the orange-red fire in the distance, but his lips are like a piece of ice, not that kind of freezer.