Chapter 107: The Script Page 107
byThe long legs were loosely folded on the sofa, Lu Xinghuai calmly glanced at the young man beside him who was already attracted by the movie screen.
He has seen the movie "Westwood" a long time ago, and he has watched it more than once.
Meng Huo pressed the play button so quickly that he didn't even glance at the short introduction at the bottom of the movie.
He hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and finally said nothing.
"Westwood" is a gay film with a niche theme.
The story happened at the beginning of the 20th century, in Westwood, a closed village in England.The protagonist, Joey, is 15 years old. The farthest place he has ever been to is the manor of the squire.
Joey lost his father in his early years, and his mother was imprisoned and exiled for prostitution. After that, there was no news.Joy made a living by tending the orchard for the squire owner.
The story begins with Joey falling from a fruit tree and breaking his leg.
According to the backward medical conditions at that time, a small infection could kill a person. The old country doctor was helpless. Fraser, a medical student who had just graduated from Oxford, came to Westwood to replace the old country doctor as the new doctor..
He had to amputate to save Joey's life.
Westwood's medical conditions are very backward, and only an old maid who has not received any professional training acts as his assistant.
After Joey, depressed and depressed by a broken leg, finally leaves the maid in anger, Fraser has to take care of him himself.
Fraser improved the wheelchair for him. Because he sat in the wheelchair for a long time, the skin and flesh of his thighs almost rotted and stinks. Fraser also personally changed the clothes and applied medicine for him.
Joey's impression of men comes from his father who passed away when he was young, and his impression of women comes from his mother who was exiled and disappeared because of prostitution.
Westwood is closed and boring.
The 15-year-old boy who grew wildly like weeds outside the orchard fence naturally fell in love with this mature and gentle youth who came from a big city and received higher education.
His cognition and awareness of love and sex are equivalent to the name Fraser.
On a sunny day, Dr. Fraser pushed him to watch the sunset on the green cliff on the movie cover poster, and told him that he was going back to college for further studies.
Joey has always known that Fraser will not stay in Westwood forever, this place is just his springboard, in order to accumulate more practical experience, he belongs to a wider sky.
But he has been trapped in this wheelchair forever.
On the day Fraser left, Joey wheeled him to the town's train station, the furthest place Joey had ever been in his life.
They agreed to write a letter every Christmas.
In 1917, Joey took his wheelchair to the town's postal station and waited all day.
The letter was only communicated for two years, and Fraser died on the battlefield of World War I.
Meng Huo saw Fraser scrubbing and changing dressing for Joey's injured leg.
The camera gives a close-up of Fraser's handkerchief casually placed on the table.
Meng Huo couldn't understand at first.
The camera turns again.
The barrage that Meng Huo had no time to read began to surge wildly.
"Good guy, this paragraph hasn't been deleted?!"
The shot was taken from the outside in through the creamy white window sill.
The audience is from a voyeuristic point of view, spying on a 15-year-old boy's sudden, ignorant, and instinctive first initiation.
The camera only captured the upper body of Joey and his expression.
He called Dr. Fraser's name.
Then tremble slightly.
With a limped leg, he messed himself up and almost fell out of his wheelchair.
His embarrassment forced him to wake up.
When the camera turns, the washed handkerchief is caught on the clothesline. The background is a floral quilt cover, green grass and pure white daisies, and the handkerchief swings gently in the wind.
This handkerchief has always been cherished by Joey.
Meng Huo was caught in the plot, watching the scene without blinking.
Fraser, the enlightener of Joey's sex and love.
After watching the whole movie, the word love never appeared.
Perhaps long before realizing love, the body has already expressed the mind.
The director team originally wanted Meng Huo and Lu Xinghuai to sell some sweet daily life in the world of the two of them, but the only interaction between the two was when Meng Huo watched him cry. After he finished crying, Lu Xinghuai handed him another piece of paper..
The director team thought that the number of viewers would dive off a cliff, but unexpectedly it remained quite stable.
"Damn, I seem to be a pervert. The more Xiao Meng cries, the more excited I am."
"No, you're not! Who doesn't love seeing pretty boys cry?!"
At the end of the live broadcast, the movie was over, and Meng Huorea cried for an hour, but he still hadn't finished crying.
As soon as the camera was turned off, Lu Xinghuai leaned over and sat closer, gently rubbed his eyelids that were swollen from crying with his fingertips.
Meng Huo rubbed his eyes, but didn't notice the pain in Lu Xinghuai's eyes.
The doorbell rang, and Lu Xinghuai went to answer the door. It was he who called room service when Meng Huo started crying.
"Sir, you want ice packs and ice cream."
Lu Xinghuai put ice packs on his eyes, and said softly: "Don't cry, it won't look good on camera tomorrow."
With an ice pack on, Meng Huo could only see a little bit of Lu Xinghuai, and he sniffed.
Lu Xinghuai took apart the ice cream: "Eat something sweet and you will feel better."
Meng Huo tasted the sweet and sour taste of strawberry chocolate.
Lu Xinghuai decided to take this opportunity to solve the episode before watching the movie in one go, and also divert Meng Huo's attention.
He coughed twice, and said warmly: "...Is this the first time you've seen that? Haven't seen it before?"
Meng Huo nodded while covering the ice pack. He took a bite of the ice cream, and the strawberry was a little sour: "...What about Teacher Lu? Have you seen it?"
Lu Xinghuai: "..."
The first proposition given by the little boyfriend.
Can't lie to him.
"I saw it once. It's similar to your reaction just now."
Wei Qiming fooled him into watching it many years ago.
The films were poorly chosen.
From the perspective of filming, there is no aesthetic feeling or narrative skills.
From the body's instinctive reaction, after watching it for ten seconds, it makes people frown and want to turn it off.
"That's right, that's right! It's still a bit nauseating, isn't it?!" Meng Huo seemed to have found a bosom friend, and added.
First impressions of this sort of thing are extremely important.
Once nausea, the problem is big.
Lu Xinghuai cleared his throat, and used his mobile phone to cast a movie he just found on the Internet. He turned to look at Meng Huo, and asked warmly, "Shall we watch it together? It's not the same as before, this one is more similar to an educational movie."
Meng Huo thought it was weird for two big men to watch this together, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the barrage that mocked him during the day.
didn't go through...
What happened if you didn't pass?!
Check it out tomorrow morning!
Strong man Meng Huo nodded with a severed wrist.
"Look!"
The educational film is produced in the same place as "Westwood", and it is produced in a corrupt country. The filming is vivid, with rich pictures and texts.
The actors in the educational film seem to be kind, the emphasis is on voluntary, without any sense of compulsion to cause discomfort to the audience.
The director team invited different actors to film the demo clips, and one of them was even a real couple.
Meng Huo finished watching the educational film, which lasted more than an hour, and commented objectively: "I think that couple took the best shot."
Natural and sweet.
Lu Xinghuai looked down at him calmly, and asked in a low voice, "Seeing Joey thinking about Fraser...how did you feel, did you feel sick?"
Meng Huo was startled, thought for a while, and shook his head.
Lu Xinghuai breathed a sigh of relief.
"Because I'm thinking about the person I like, so I don't feel sick."
Late at night, when Meng Huo was wondering how to tell Lu Xinghuai that he was going to take a bath, Lu Xinghuai put on his coat
"I'll go find Wei Qiming."
Seeing his back as he closed the door and left, Meng Huo breathed a sigh of relief.
He made the sofa on which he was going to sleep at night, and then went into the bathroom with his pajamas.
With Lu Xinghuai not around, he doesn't have to face the embarrassment of taking a shower, that's great!
Meng Huo got into the steam bath.
Suddenly embarrassed.
Something is wrong with the body.
The educational purpose of educational films is successful, and even the effect of camera language is excellent.
Successfully misunderstood him.
Meng Huo took a deep breath, and while taking a bath, he silently recited the mantra of pure heart.
It's okay, it's normal, as a man, you have to go through it every morning.
After reading it several times, Meng Huo lowered his eyes.
Fuck.
But it's already early morning, not morning!
Although it would be the same in the morning, he was used to it and never cared about it, and he would return to normal after a while.
Maybe it was because he was stimulated by many things tonight. Although he drank alcohol, although it was not as strong as yesterday, it would not be broken. He also watched several strange movies... even the spell of clearing the heart didn't work.
Another ten minutes passed.
Or not.
For some reason, Meng Huo suddenly remembered the barrage that provoked him.
He originally planned to rush tomorrow morning, but now that he thinks about it, it is not impossible to advance to tonight!
Meng Huo took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand like a strong man breaking his wrist.
The thought that Lu Xinghuai might come back at any time lingered in his mind, like bombs exploding from time to time, so stimulating... it had the effect of adding to the fun.
The Adam's apple rolled nervously a few times.
The bathroom was filled with heat and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
His face was red and his arms were sore.
Meng Huo touched his chin with the tip of his tongue in displeasure.
It seems that his kidney is very good.
Not bad enough to make his hands rather tired.
Meng Huo sighed, and remembered the educational film saying that at this time, he could use some external force and imagination to help himself.
For example, some people read Playboy magazines.
Meng Huo licked his lower lip.
He imagined the bodies he had never seen before, and found that none of them seemed to interest him enough.
He sighed in frustration, frustration turned into irritability, and the more irritated, the more it ran counter to his original intention.
Among all the bodies he has seen, he likes Lu Xinghuai the most.
The muscles are strong and thin but not too exaggerated, and the shark line with wide shoulders and narrow waist has everything you expect.
Seems to be working.
Meng Huo licked his lower lip.
In "Westwood", the shot of Joey is also interspersed with a shot related to Fraser.
It was Dr. Fraser who scrubbed his hand, with slender and fair fingers. This is an extremely pure shot, without the slightest possibility of obscenity.
But Joey called out the name "Flesser" thinking about this scene.
Meng Huo gently closed his eyes.
Maybe it's because the rot is selling too well during this period of time.
Everything that crossed his mind at this moment was actually related to Lu Xinghuai.
Pressing the pulp of his lower lip lightly when feeding him medicine, stroking the fingertips of his Adam's apple during the live broadcast, his memory even has the breath passing by his ear, with the cool and sweet fragrance of Peppermint Candy.
These, more than anything else, made him feel more emotional.
His hands unconsciously exerted a slight force.
The effect seemed to be a little too good, and when it was almost too good, Meng Huo suddenly opened his eyes wide - realized what the hell he was doing just now?!
Meng Huo let go of his hand instantly.
Being awake is even more painful.
Not up or down.
The bathroom was tapped lightly twice.
"Meng Huo?"
Mixed with the sound of water, there was an inaudible muffled hum.
My first thought after my mind went blank:
Fuck.
Really out of the closet.
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