(This is the second update. If you click on the latest update, you might have missed the previous one)
Fang Juexia woke up and immediately let go of his hand.
"Everyone from Kaledo, hurry up and return! Hey! Over there! Hurry up and bring the prop over! "
"Okay!"
"Is this the prop?"
The members left the lift platform one after another. The noisy environment made Fang Juexia's heart beat violently in his chest.
He had been holding Pei Tingsong's hand the whole time.
Realizing this, Fang Juexia hurriedly took a few steps forward to leave the lift platform. Who knew that he would accidentally trip on the pipe on the ground and fall to the ground without any warning.
"Hey, Fang Juexia, are you okay?"
He could hear the worry in Pei Tingsong's voice and could tell that he was approaching him. However, Fang Juexia was a little panicked. Everything in front of him was blurry and dark. His vision was chaotic.
This was not the first time. He tried to calm himself down.
Don't panic, don't panic. He reached out and felt the pipe in front of him. He carefully tried to stand up. After standing firm, Fang Juexia squinted his eyes. Many black shadows flashed back and forth in front of his eyes. He could not see anything else clearly.
"What's the matter with you?" Pei Tingsong immediately saw that something was wrong with Fang Juexia. It was very strange. Right now, he looked just like a …
The word that flashed unconsciously in his mind made him suddenly stop.
Pei Tingsong stepped forward and held Fang Juexia's arm. "Do you have night blindness?"
For some reason, as soon as he asked this question, Pei Tingsong immediately remembered Fang Juexia who accidentally knocked over the stack of books in the early morning.
How could he have knocked over? Even if the lights were not turned on, the room was not completely dark.
If he had not been holding onto the wall to walk, it would have been impossible for him to have knocked over.
Yes.
All the unreasonable details could be explained.
The situation when they were locked in the wardrobe together came back to his mind at this moment. At that time, he forced Fang Juexia to look at him, but he only got one sentence.
[I can't see.]
He wasn't lying. He really couldn't see.
"Yes," Fang Juexia admitted in a calm tone. His emotions gradually calmed down, although he still couldn't see clearly.
The team members had already walked far away. The dark and crisscrossing passageways and the urging of the staff made everyone subconsciously look forward. It was difficult to find anyone who had fallen behind. Pei Tingsong was very surprised. Thinking of how he had fallen just now, he even felt an inexplicable anger. He could not help but ask, "Why didn't you say that you have night blindness?"
He regretted it as soon as he asked. With the cold relationship between him and Fang Juexia over the past two years, how could this cold person tell him such a private matter? Even a fool would know that he wouldn't.
The relationship between them was not at the level where they could be honest with each other.
"What happened?" Hearing the voices of the other staff members behind him, Fang Juexia tried to break free from Pei Tingsong's grip and pretended that nothing had happened.
His reaction gave Pei Tingsong a hint.
"It's nothing." Pei Tingsong held Fang Juexia even tighter. He even reached out his other hand to hold Fang Juexia's waist. "I was looking for something just now and tripped. You go ahead, I'll help him walk. "
"Really? Be careful, it's a bit messy down there. "
Seeing the staff members leave, Pei Tingsong supported Fang Juexia and lowered his voice to his ear.
"Are you that unwilling to ask me for help?"
Warm air flowed down. Fang Juexia smiled bitterly in the dark.
Pei Tingsong expected that he would not say anything more. He did not expect any response. He helped Fang Juexia move forward step by step, gently reminding him to avoid all kinds of obstacles. Just when he thought that this guy had finally put down his hard shell in the dark and compromised to slowly move forward, Pei Tingsong suddenly heard his voice.
"It's so strange."
The two of them stopped in their tracks one after the other.
"Why is it always you?"
They fell into a short silence.
Fang Juexia's smile was gloomy. Perhaps Pei Tingsong also felt that he was a jinx. He was forced to be tied to him, and he also saw himself being threatened by the unspoken rules. Even his night blindness was exposed by him.
Why? He could have hidden it well every time. He was already used to the darkness.
If, just now, he had been holding her hand tightly with his other hand ….
He traced the vague cause and effect of the butterfly effect until everything was broken by Pei Tingsong's voice.
"Maybe it's because I boasted on the phone last time that you and I were bound together."
"God thought it made sense and really tied you and me together." Pei Tingsong's voice carried a hint of laughter. "Maybe God also wants to be a couple."
Fang Juexia suddenly froze.
What God or Emperor …
"Don't joke around." He still tried to escape from his hands, but Pei Tingsong's hand tightened around his waist. He said in a serious tone, "I'm not joking. I usually like to tease you, but I also have a bottom line. "
Fang Juexia glanced at him. "Your bottom line is in the third quadrant."
Hearing this, Pei Tingsong was stunned at first, and then he laughed out loud like a high school student.
Fang Juexia's ears were filled with Pei Tingsong's bright laughter. Strangely, the tension from before seemed to have suddenly eased.
On an emotional level, he actually began to have a fluke mentality. Maybe he could really trust this devil incarnate who had just repaired his broken relationship, even if he knew his biggest secret.
But rationality advised him not to easily give up what he was holding on to.
If he knows, then he knows. Fang Juexia comforted himself. Anyway, since he was already here, it had always been his survival rule.
At this point, he was learning to think calmly more and more.
"The third quadrant it is." Pei Tingsong tilted his head at him. "It's better than nothing."
With his help, Fang Juexia took small steps forward. His toes bumped into the pipe on the ground from time to time, and he stumbled. Just like the road he had walked for so many years, he was groping in the dark.
Pei Tingsong's body temperature was very hot. His arm went around Fang Juexia's back to support his whole body, and the heat made him feel a little uncomfortable. Pei Tingsong's voice could be heard in the dark. "You … really can't see at all?" He quickly added, "I mean, after the vision darkens."
He rarely heard Pei Tingsong speak in such a hesitant tone. This boy who was three years younger than him was always decisive and flamboyant, as if there was nothing in life to be afraid of.
"Basically." Fang Juexia added a relatively accurate number. "80%."
Pei Tingsong nodded and repeated his words in a low voice. "80% …"
The narrow passage compressed the air into a slow-moving viscous fluid. Fang Juexia felt a weak wind in front of his face, and the trajectory of the fluid seemed to have changed.
He raised his hand and reached into the darkness.
Pei Tingsong was stunned and stopped in his tracks. He had just stretched out his hand in front of Fang Juexia to test him, but Fang Juexia had caught it just like that.
"Didn't you say you can't see?" Pei Tingsong's tone was a little surprised and unexpectedly childish, like a child who had been caught doing something naughty.
Fang Juexia's lips curled into a smile once more.
"I can't see." He let go of Pei Tingsong's hand. "But I have a sense of foresight."
Pei Tingsong retracted his hand and smiled.
Fang Juexia was indeed much smarter than he thought.
He held Fang Juexia and continued to walk forward. "So you hid for so long by relying on your own sense of foresight?"
Without waiting for Fang Juexia to answer, Pei Tingsong asked again, "Why did you hide it from everyone? It's not a very special disease, and it doesn't affect other people. "
Fang Juexia knew that he would not understand, and that was normal.
He could only tell him the reason through his own experience.
"When I was a child, I learned dance for a period of time, folk dance and modern dance. When I was seven, my mother took me to the Guangzhou Junior Dance Troupe to participate in their selection exam for the seeded contestants. At that time, all the adults told me that I was the child with the best qualifications and would definitely be chosen. "
Such narration always implied a reversal of the situation.
"In the last assessment, we had to go on the real stage, which was different from the previous one. It was very big, very dark, and there was only one beam of light."
Pei Tingsong quickly understood. He even saw such a scene in front of his eyes.
A small boy stood helplessly on the pitch-black stage, lost and at a loss.
"You … failed?"
"Yes." Fang Juexia's tone was still calm, as if nothing had happened. He walked forward step by step. "I tried my best, but I still fell off the stage and broke my left leg. At that time, I went to the hospital and they found out that I had night blindness. "
"Were you disappointed at that time?" Pei Tingsong asked.
"Not really. As soon as I woke up, I asked my mother what the result was. She told me that they would update me later. Then there was no 'then'. " Fang Juexia helplessly curled his lips. "Maybe in the hearts of adults, children don't remember things and will forget after a while. But I have a good memory. I ate seriously, recuperated, and was very obedient. I thought that as long as my leg recovered, I would be able to enter the dance troupe and become a dancer. "
Under the dim light, Pei Tingsong looked at him. There was not much expression on his delicate face, and he did not look like someone who was recalling a regretful past. But he was Fang Juexia, and everything became reasonable.
But as he listened, the image of a well-behaved child recuperating appeared in his mind.
When he was young … he should have been very good-looking.
"What happened after that?" Pei Tingsong asked.
"There was no 'then'." Fang Juexia's tone was cold. "My grandfather told me about night blindness. What else is there to look forward to? How can a person who has a high probability of going blind on stage become a dancer? "
Pei Tingsong knew that he should comfort him at this time, but he did not know how to do so. He suddenly became clumsy and could only sigh and say from the bottom of his heart, "What a pity."
"It's not a pity." Fang Juexia said, "After that, I accidentally overheard the adults talking and found out that even if I didn't have night blindness, I wouldn't have been chosen."
Pei Tingsong was puzzled. "Why?"
Fang Juexia turned his head and glanced at Pei Tingsong in the dark. He raised his finger and pointed at the corner of his eye. "Because of this."
"A dancer can't have obvious marks on his face."
Unlike idols, they did not need to be recognizable.
No matter how beautiful they were.
His glance just now made Pei Tingsong's heart tremble. He did not know what to say and could only silently help him walk through the last section of the dark passage.
Not all of their stages were bright, though most of them were lit. He could not imagine how Fang Juexia did not make a single mistake and did not let anyone discover that he was different.
Pei Tingsong remembered that when he first entered the company, the first internal rumor he heard was about Fang Juexia. Everyone said that although Star Map was a small company, there was a god of trainees in it.
Fang Juexia's negative news was directly proportional to his level of hard work. Everyone knew that he almost lived in the practice room. No matter when you went to the company's practice room, you would definitely find him. He must be dancing.
At that time, Pei Tingsong only felt that it was exaggerated. He did not understand why a person who was recognized by everyone as a rare talent would force himself to practice so hard that it bordered on self-harm.
Now he understood.
On the road to pursuing his dream, he was a person who had failed once.
He also finally understood why Fang Juexia was moved by the opening of the documentary.
In any sense, he was in the dark. And in that dark little room, Fang Juexia had no way out.
The end of the passage led to the underground hall where the stage was. The gradually increasing light made Fang Juexia consciously retreat to a safe distance. He seemed to be walking step by step out of the deep sea and dragging his heavy steps back to land.
"Aren't you afraid that one day, you might fall off the stage like when you were a child?"
Hearing Pei Tingsong's question, Fang Juexia was calm. "I am afraid. So I have to make every move so precise that there is no error in distance. "
The dim yellow light shone on his face, elongating the shadow of his eyelashes and falling on his cheeks like butterflies.
"The tolerance for error in this circle is close to zero, but unfortunately, I was born with the mark of error, and I'm the type of person who is prone to error."
He gave Pei Tingsong a faint smile. "I can only try my best to pretend that I won't make mistakes."
"Juexia! Xiao Pei! "
Cheng Qiang ran over from not far away, panting as if he had been looking for them for a long time. His appearance interrupted Fang Juexia's self-analysis. He collected his emotions and faced Cheng Qiang.
He did not quite understand why he had said so much to Pei Tingsong. He did not understand it every time.
He thought to himself that perhaps Pei Tingsong was also very puzzled as to why he wanted to listen to so much about his past and thoughts. In his eyes, this might be a show of weakness to curry favor. It was like those contestants in talent shows who cried about their tragic past and used these deceptive deeds to enhance their image.
What would Pei Tingsong think of him?
"What are you doing? I've been looking all over for you. " As Cheng Qiang approached, Fang Juexia wondered if he should use Pei Tingsong's excuse to deal with the staff. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard the whispers of the people beside him.
"I'll ask you one last question."
He looked at Pei Tingsong, somewhat puzzled.
Pei Tingsong's eyes were very sincere. "How many people know your secret?"
Fang Juexia's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared at the person in front of him. However, as if he felt that there was not enough time, Pei Tingsong rushed to speak again before Cheng Qiang arrived in front of them. "Forget it, let's start again."
Fang Juexia raised his eyebrows slightly to express his doubts.
"I'll say the last sentence again."
The youth's face, which was always sharp, looked at him, and the soft light in the basement reflected in his eyes.
"Your mark is not a wrong mark. It's beautiful."