This star is from the earth

A dead tree was attached to Han Jue's arm bare.

The trunk does not grow straight, and the growth is unpredictable from left to right. The branches are slightly thinner, some are horizontal and some are oblique, and there are no leaves. There are a few crows scattered on it—because they are black, Zhang Yiman tentatively calls these birds crows. Some crows are standing and staring, some are facing each other, some are about to fly, and some are already flying.

As the cuffs were slowly lifted, the pattern in front of him was revealed bit by bit.

Since candles are used to create the atmosphere, the room is not very bright without the headlights on. In the dim light, Zhang Yiman held his breath, opened his eyes wide, and carefully looked at Han Jue's arm, not letting go of the slightest bit. There was unspeakable sadness in his eyes.

Zhang Yiman has studied everything related to couples, and tattoos are naturally included.

When Zhang Yiman was a student, she witnessed the young couples around her who would tattoo each other's lover's name, related symbols, or meaningful patterns that only the two of them could understand. What does the pattern mean? The person who was asked smiled and told a romantic story, which made the person who asked him feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Yiman was the one who asked.

Although most of the tattooed couples broke up later, and the tattoos were washed off or covered, but Zhang Yiman still longed to get a tattoo together after having a boyfriend.

After confirming their relationship with Han Jue, Zhang Yiman even decided on the names of their two future children. Why didn't he think about getting a tattoo with Han Jue? She thought of a lot of patterns that only they could understand.

But unexpectedly, Han Jue already had a tattoo, a tattoo that had nothing to do with her.

【ah……】

Looking at the slightly mysterious tree and crow under the warm candlelight, Zhang Yiman regretted being one step too late and was very sad.

All of a sudden, Zhang Yiman felt the oppressive feeling from the Great Demon King Weng Nanxi again for a long time. It feels like no matter what happens between couples, they will fall behind others step by step and fall into Weng Nanxi's shadow.

But Zhang Yiman didn't feel sad for too long, his gloomy eyes suddenly regained their light. Because she also watched Weng Nanxi's Weibo on the trumpet yesterday, and saw a photo of Weng Nanxi attending a charity event recently, wearing a dress, her wrists were clean, without any tattoos.

Zhang Yiman breathed a sigh of relief, a little excited, and kept reassuring herself that Han Jue's tattoo may not be related to his ex, maybe it's just for looking good?

But this doesn't explain why Han Jue wants to hide this really beautiful tattoo, so that in summer he would rather wear long sleeves to cover the tattoo.

[It's so beautiful, why hide it? ] Zhang Yiman doesn't know why.

Han Jue is no longer an idol artist now, he doesn't need to be a good boy, and his image is no longer subject to the agency, so he can get tattoos openly.

[Could it be a flaw, are you not satisfied? 】

Zhang Yiman thought the tattoo was very beautiful. Withered trees and crows, the composition is harmonious, and the composition of points, lines and planes is very horizontal. It is obvious that the person who designed this tattoo has received artistic training...

[Pei Qing! ] Zhang Yiman's eyes froze.

Now Zhang Yiman can think of Pei Qing when he sees anything related to painting, so he naturally guesses that it might be the pattern Pei Qing designed for Han Jue.

In Zhang Yiman's heart, Pei Qing's threat was suddenly comparable to Gu Fan's.

Zhang Yiman resisted the thought of biting Han Jue's arm, and lamented how tired she was, with so many rivals in love, all of whom were fierce in the open and in the dark, and she couldn't be on guard.

[One Gu Fan and one Pei Qing, why don't you come and harm my uncle! If you dare to come, I will win over one first, and then hit another...]

While Zhang Yiman was thinking about how he would play with his rivals in his palms, he stretched out his index finger and slowly stroked up the trunk of the dead tree with his fingertips.

Touching and touching, she suddenly felt a little strange, woke up from the fantasy, and touched Han Jue's tattoo back and forth several times.

【Huh? Why do branches and trunks feel different to the touch? Wow~~ What technology is this? 】

Zhang Yiman laments that the current tattoos are too three-dimensional.

But, why do tree trunks and crows feel flat to the touch?

Zhang Yiman touched the slightly protruding, uniform and straight branches, one, two, three, four...

Zhang Yiman swallowed with difficulty, thinking of a possibility in panic, his heart stopped, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

She is not a fool who doesn't know anything, and the word "suicide" often appears in cruel youth literature and romance novels.

Looking at the person who committed suicide through the text, she only felt that the protagonist sacrificed himself for love, which is really romantic.

Now she doesn't feel it at all.

She was almost unable to meet her uncle, and could not grasp her happiness.

I heard that people who are under a lot of pressure in the circle will get sick and commit suicide. But Zhang Yiman never thought that such a thing would be so close to her, and it would happen to the uncle in her eyes who was extremely powerful and whose heart was like steel.

Why hide tattoos so beautiful? Why wear long sleeves in summer? All the doubts a few minutes ago had answers in an instant.

The next moment, Zhang Yiman quickly covered Han Jue's tattoo with his hands, his eyes were very flustered, and he wanted to pull down the sleeves of Han Jue's bathrobe, but he was worried that the action would be too deliberate and arouse suspicion. In the end, Zhang Yiman put on a sullen face and slowly pulled up the quilt.

Pull it until the quilt covers her entire head, and also covers Han Jue's arm.

Zhang Yiman hid himself under the quilt, only showing the annoyance on his face. She felt that it was too late to make up for the mistakes she made. From the very beginning when the sleeves were lifted up, if the camera could capture the arm, the tattoo would have already been photographed.

Zhang Yiman bit her lip, her face full of worry, when she looked up at Han Jue, at some time, Han Jue had woken up, looking down at her calmly. I don't know if he woke up very early, or the movement of covering the tattoo was too big just now, which caused him to wake up.

"Uncle..." Zhang Yiman felt that he had made a mistake, so he called softly, and then stopped talking. She had a lot to say and ask at this time, but she couldn't say or ask anything. Zhang Yiman, who has a strong control over her vocal cords, understands that if she says a few more words, her uncontrollable sobs will be picked up by the microphone, and when other people listen to it, everyone will wonder why she is crying. It's not good to get the secret into the tattoo.

In the end, Zhang Yiman just turned his head and looked at Han Jue without saying a word. The tears accumulated in his eyes and finally fell down, flowing from the left eye to the right eye, and then slid down to Han Jue's chest.

Han Jue didn't know what to say at this moment, he just sighed lightly, and hugged Zhang Yiman in his arms tightly with both hands.

He woke up when Zhang Yiman's fingers touched the scar, and he wanted to withdraw his hand the moment he woke up, but he still held back.

After all, you will know eventually.

Holding the silly girl who was crying quietly, Han Jue knew that she was covering him up now, so he didn't pull down the quilt and went to comfort the silly girl, telling her not to cry.

Han Jue just tightened his arms, hugged Sha Niu with his left hand, and patted her back gently with his right hand through the quilt.

He looked at the TV and slowly said:

"I am not born a bad person. I was a good student before, and I wanted to be a useful person to society. But suddenly something like that happened. I was disliked by relatives, pointed out by neighbors and classmates. I lost my mind about reading. Why did this kind of thing happen to me? At that time, I couldn’t figure it out, so nowhere in this world was pleasing to the eye, and everyone felt disgusted. Later, no one taught or raised me. I have returned all the knowledge to the teacher, and I have no interest in being a useful person to society. I started doing things and breaking the rules. After accidentally discovering that I have the talent for fighting, I started looking for people to fight, beat people or be beaten It’s okay to fight, and there is a sense of existence. People gradually become bad. I’m not blaming the original family for the bad things, I just want to say that the world is impermanent, and that was the first turning point in my life.”

"I thought that I would continue to live like this, getting worse and worse, until it was so bad that the country came forward to deal with me. But luckily, when I was about fifteen years old, a person who lent me money My friend was a trainee at [Blue Whale]. At that time, I supported myself by myself, relying on part-time jobs and borrowing money. I was so poor that I felt that being a star could improve my life. I made money easily, and there were thousands Tens of thousands of people called my name and liked me. At that time, my heart was fascinated. I wanted to be a star. It would be great to be a trainee, and I would get money every month. I signed up. This is my second a turning point."

"Things started to improve a little bit. I seemed to have a bit of talent for singing and dancing, but this is what I discovered later. When I first applied, the interviewer saw my face and let me pass. Later I I often don’t read books and practice there, I want to become a star soon. [Blue Whale] is also very kind to me, tolerated my many problems, and taught me a lot of skills. The company has been pressing me not to make a debut, I am a little I was bored, and then the company held an audition competition. The teacher said it was time, and then recommended me to go, so I participated, and became the champion all the way down. After that, there were many, many people who liked me, and I had team members, and I also knew each other. I killed my best friend. But then I did something stupid and broke a lot of people's hearts. Things started to turn bad again. That's the third twist."

Han Jue has never revealed these words about the past since his debut.

Whether it was the people in the next room or Zhang Yiman, they all listened quietly to Han Jue's speech.

"I was too inflated and stupid. After I came to [Jinsha], I was praised too much. I was arrogant. I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. I acted without scruples. I felt that I was the center of the world. No matter what I did, I would be forgiven, and it was reasonable to be forgiven. It should be. But it’s not like this. After exposing the gold and jade, I was beaten and killed online and offline. Soon, no one likes me. Those who like me don’t like me anymore, ordinary people who don’t know me I also started to scold me. I am so conceited, how can I accept this kind of gap? I refuse to accept it. I yelled, bared my teeth and claws, hoping that others would look at me. In fact, in the eyes of others, I jumped like a clown Jumping around, it's funny."

When Han Jue said [funny], he actually laughed lightly, his tone was flat as if he was telling someone else's story.

But it was this kind of innocuous attitude that made Zhang Yiman, who had seen the scar on his wrist, feel so heartbroken.

She pressed her face to Han Jue's chest, bit her lip, and let the tears flow without making a sound.

Han Jue looked at the TV screen and continued to say: "When things were irreversible, I started to realize later and regret it. But [Blue Whale] had no face to go back, and there was no friend around him, so I suddenly realized How pitiful I am living. Lonely. At that time, I accidentally talked about a girlfriend, and I feel that the whole person has been redeemed."

When Han Jue said this, he paused.

Because the latter content is not recorded in the diary of the predecessor.

But Han Jue paused, and then continued: "But what's so good about a waste like me? After breaking up, I really lost everything. Life is hopeless, and I don't know what to do. Fortunately, God still You didn't kill me, in this strange world, I met you. Meeting you was the last turning point in my life."

Zhang Yiman buried her small face in Han Jue's arms, crying and shaking her body.

Although Han Jue's tone was light and calm, after listening to Han Jue's narration, Zhang Yiman could imagine how desperate Han Jue was when he thought of dying when his life was hopeless. It can also be heard from Han Jue's last sentence, what would Han Jue do if she hadn't met Han Jue.

Zhang Yiman didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about it.

Only then did Zhang Yiman understand that the uncle said that she was a reason for him to live in this world. It was not an exaggerated love story, but a fact.

"After meeting you, many things became meaningful to me. From a cynical person who walked barefoot, I gradually learned to get along with the world. I started to meet new friends, with A new career, a new relationship, a gentler personality, and an apprenticeship. It's all because of you."

Han Jue felt the silly girl in his arms hug him tightly.

"Let's live a good life in the future." Han Jue smiled and hugged Zhang Yiman tightly, and patted her small head with his right hand through the quilt.

"Mmmmmm!" Zhang Yiman bit her lip under the quilt, nodded desperately, nodding desperately.

Zhang Yiman didn't know that the scar on Han Jue's arm was the latest one, but she didn't want to worry about it anymore, she just knew how to spend the rest of her life with her uncle.

She was reluctant to add any more branches to the dead tree.

...

...

When the recording ended, Zhang Yiman had already exposed his little head.

Although the eyes were still red, they were no longer suspicious.

The staff came in and began to turn off the cameras in the house one by one, and turn them on again tomorrow morning. Although in love variety shows, the last picture broadcast is usually two artists hugging and sleeping, and the morning picture shows two people waking up from the bed, making people wonder if they are really together. But in fact, as soon as the camera is turned off, the guests who seem to be sleeping will sit up from the bed, go to their respective rooms to sleep, and lie back in the morning.

Zhang Yiman sleeps in the master bedroom, and Han Jue sleeps in the guest bedroom.

When Guan Yi and Sister Qin also walked in, Han Jue gave Zhang Yiman a reassuring look, and then pulled Guan Yi to the double room where Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou slept.

"There is no camera here?" Han Jue looked around after entering the room, squatting under the table to observe, opening the vase to observe, turning off the light, taking out his mobile phone and switching to camera mode to look around.

"No," Guan Yi turned on the light, "What's wrong?"

Without speaking, Han Jue lifted up his sleeves, revealing his tattoos.

"Tattoo? It's okay, you can show it now." Guan Yi said.

Guan Yi knew about Han Jue's tattoo last year. The current thinking is probably that Han Jue is no longer an idol, and tattoos are not a big deal, as long as he doesn't get all over his face like some rappers, then it's fine.

However, Han Jue stretched out his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and under Guan Yi's gaze, slowly scratched his wrist through the bathrobe.

Guan Yi was a little puzzled.

Han Jue swiped slowly again.

Guan Yi narrowed his eyes and understood.

Han Jue stopped moving.

Guan Yi said "you wait for me", then turned and walked outside, wanting to go to Director Wang to replay the scenes of watching the movie together.

Now Han Jue and Guan Yi are glad that Zhang Yiman lit the candlelight, and hope that the tattoo will not be so clear under the candlelight, so that people can't find the scar even if they magnify it. And if the photos are clear, then Guan Yi has to consider whether to delete the content again...

When Guan Yi was looking for Director Wang, Han Jue walked to the window, looked at the night scene outside, and exhaled slowly.

During this trip to Qiong Province, Han Jue knew that the tattoo matter might not be hidden. But he prepared a plaster, and put it on his arm and other places. Although everyone knew about his tattoo, they would not know that his tattoo was used to cover his scars.

As for Sha Niu, Han Jue thinks that since he is going to have a serious relationship with Sha Niu, it is better to know sooner or later.

Han Jue has been looking for an opportunity to talk about this matter face to face, but he did not expect this to be the case today.

After a while, Guan Yi came back with good news: "The camera didn't capture it clearly."

Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave.

"Wait." Guan Yi stopped Han Jue.

Han Jue suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The predecessor may be able to compete with Guan Yi, but Han Jue himself cannot beat Guan Yi properly.

Looking at Han Jue who hugged her with both hands, Guan Yi put his eyes on Han Jue's arm and said, "Talk about that tattoo."

Han Jue raised it again in one breath.

I don't know what title to start, so it's a bit slow.