Matthew Bourne's version of Swan Lake is world-renowned. This time when it toured Ningcheng, it really caused a sensation. It was only half past six, but the main roads around the Grand Theater were already blocked with red. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was a concert by some superstar.
Chen Youhan was stuck at an intersection only one kilometer away from the Grand Theater parking lot. Twenty minutes had passed. He lowered the car window, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile, "This seems to be the first time you've asked me out."
Ye Kai was reading the graphic introduction of the play on the official website of the Grand Theater. Hearing this, he felt a little guilty and tried to downplay the importance of this date: "My sister gave me the ticket just by the way."
But he had dressed up. It was not appropriate to be too casual when watching a ballet script. He wore a silky white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, an avocado green square scarf tied around his neck, loose trousers and black canvas shoes, a very Japanese casual business style. Chen Youhan helped him pick out a Breguet watch with a brown leather strap. It was his own watch. After Ye Kai put it on, he liked it very much. He half raised his hand and asked in the cloakroom, "Can you give it to me?"
He asked for it, how could Chen Youhan say no? But he didn't want to give him the one he used, so he hugged him and coaxed him: "I'll buy you a new one? There's a commemorative edition this year, which is more expensive than this."
"I want this one." Ye Kai insisted.
“This one has been used.”
Ye Kai held his wrist and lowered his eyes: "You don't understand, the ones that have been used are the best."
In summer, it gets dark late. Although the sun has already set, the sky is still bright. The sunset glows on the horizon, and there are fiery clouds nearby. Chen Youhan saw him leaning his hand against his chin and thinking. The man and the watch on his wrist are indeed a perfect match, beautiful and precious. He suddenly felt reluctant to part with it, not the watch, but the man. He reached out and held his wrist, and said without any context, "I'm going abroad next year. I hope you won't be cheated by others and never come back."
"Are you afraid?"
"I'm scared to death." Chen Youhan said lazily, "Studying abroad is hard and lonely. No one will take care of you. If you drink a little, someone will pick you up and take you home to make a fait accompli."
Ye Kai put down her phone and held his arm with her backhand. It was stronger than his, with blue veins visible, very sexy. He smiled and said, "It's a done deal? Can I get pregnant or can I be marked?"
The traffic finally moved forward slowly. Chen Youhan dusted off the ash from his cigarette and said, "If I could get pregnant, I would have gotten pregnant by now."
These words were inexplicably attractive when spoken from his mouth, as if the words contained pictures of their nightly revelry. Ye Kai's face was a little hot, and he threw away his arm, retorting in a low voice: "You are hallucinating because of kidney deficiency."
"Kidney deficiency?" Chen Youhan looked back at him with a cigarette between his legs, smiling in disbelief, "Are you looking for death?"
Ye Kai had nothing to say. Chen Youhan, holding a cigarette in his mouth, waved at him. As he got closer, he leaned over to his ear and said arrogantly and contemptuously, "After watching the show, you're going home to have children, huh?"
The short journey of a few hundred meters made people feel upset. Ye Kai stopped talking to him and put on his iPod to keep him away from him. But that rejection was clearly a kind of refusal, cold but hot, inviting people. If the conditions did not allow it, Chen Youhan really wanted to do him in the car.
It was almost seven o'clock when they finally entered the underground garage. They circled around several times to find a parking space. When they parked the car, they were both dizzy. They followed the signs and finally found the elevator. The audience had already started checking tickets and entering the venue. The performance was held in the largest theater, with magnificent crystal chandeliers, red velvet soft seats, gilded handrails, and a total of 3,000 seats on the upper and lower floors. They were in the VIP area, in the first row directly opposite the stage, with an excellent view. They found their seats and sat down, and before they could catch their breath, the final opening announcement came from the radio.
The lights dimmed and the curtain opened. A group of naked-chested and barefoot male swans danced proudly on the bright lake surface under the moonlight. The fragile and slender human prince looked at himself in the shadow and met the agile and beautiful head goose here.
The stage and the seats were very close, and Ye Kai could almost see the actors' tight body lines, sharp eyes and even sweat clearly. The head goose was mysterious, wild, and arrogant, and he was ambivalent about the prince. The prince chased him as if he was chasing a beautiful and morbid dream. During the intermission, Chen Youhan put one hand in his pocket and followed Ye Kai out with the crowd. He felt that he had watched a fake "Swan Lake" and asked jokingly: "Am I right, the prince and the swan are a pair?"
Ye Kai said "hmm" absentmindedly and unconsciously held Chen Youhan's hand.
Matthew Bourne's version of Swan Lake is known as the male version of Swan Lake because of the all-male cast. The love and desire entanglement between the prince and the white swan and the black swan is shocking.
There were people all around, Ye Kai and Chen Youhan walked side by side, both of them were tall and long-legged, one was pretty and cold, the other was handsome and suave, they were the focus, and the hand-holding made everyone who passed by couldn't help but look back at them. Chen Youhan was held by his hand in the crowd, and her heart stopped for a moment, she turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?" But she didn't let go, but held it tighter.
Ye Kai shook his head: "Are you going to smoke? Bring me a bottle of water."
The two separated at the end of the corridor, one went to the smoking area and the other went to the restroom. When he returned to his seat, Chen Youhan was already there, handing him a bottle of iced still soda. Ye Kai had washed his face, and his hair was a little wet, so Chen Youhan helped him to brush it. The lights dimmed again, and in the moment of chaotic light and shadow, Ye Kai didn't know why, but impulsively held the bottle of water and leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth. Chen Youhan was stunned, raised his hand to touch the place where he kissed, and then smiled.
The Black Swan came on stage. He was dressed in black and nonchalantly lowered his head to light a cigarette. At the ball, he flirted with everyone, but his eyes never left the prince. He was frivolous, presumptuous, and straightforward. In the public eye, it was almost as if he was violating him with his eyes. The two of them faced each other, one obsessed with pursuit, and the other trying to imprison him. The air was filled with hormones. The applause almost never stopped. Ye Kai applauded along with everyone, but his heart was blocked. In addition to the sexual tension that seemed to be both temptation and escape, there was clearly despair.
His subtle emotions were not revealed at all, but Chen Youhan suddenly held his hand, interlocking their fingers. Ye Kai turned his head and saw Chen Youhan's profile outlined by the stage light, his eyes were very focused. Noticing Ye Kai's gaze, he slightly turned his head, curled the corners of his lips at him, and said something in the magnificent music.
He couldn't hear clearly, but Ye Kai knew it was "I love you."
The two held hands and watched the show. Tragedy struck, the prince died, the swan fell, and a beam of gorgeous light enveloped them, as if they were walking into peace in death.
A dark fairy tale full of pain.
The brilliant crystal chandelier lit up, and everyone stood up, giving the most enthusiastic screams and applause to the creative team. Ye Kai raised his hand and wiped his face. His expression was cold, but his fingers were wet. Chen Youhan put his arm around his shoulders, hugged him to her, and said with a half smile: "Whose little prince is this, huh? Is his tear gland broken?"
Ye Kai thought, I just suffered because of my strong empathy.
The audience dispersed in two directions. Their cheeks were tense from the tears, and they separated in the audio-visual area, one went to the bathroom to wash his face, and the other looked at the exhibition area boredly. Ye Kai was a little upset. After washing his face, he leaned on the sink and remained silent for a long time. When he looked up again, he saw himself pale in the mirror, his eyes were a little red, and he looked fragile. He pulled out two towels to dry his hands and walked out the door.
The men's and women's restrooms were opposite each other and shared a long corridor with a rest area. There were many people sitting on the benches. He was walking in the opposite direction of the crowd and suddenly stopped.
At the corner of the corridor, there is a red velvet wall, and a spotlight shines diagonally. Ye Jin stands against the wall with his arms folded.
"Does it look good?" Ye Jin smiled, seemingly not noticing that Ye Kai's body was completely stiff.
His hands and feet seemed to be frozen, and he seemed to be submerged in dark sea water. A cold and suffocating feeling overwhelmed him. Ye Kai's eyes went dark, the light of the lights disappeared, and there were only black shadows in his eyes.
Ye Jin walked towards him, and the sound of her high heels was like nails driving into his heart.
"What's wrong?" Ye Jin held his arm.
The theater was chilly, and both of their hands were cold. Ye Kai shivered, and his frozen gaze turned away. He raised his eyes and met Ye Jin's heavily made-up face: "Sister."
Fear and panic instantly robbed his voice of its original tone. He spoke these two simple words dryly and hoarsely, covering up his pretense of calmness that would be easily broken at the slightest provocation.
"What's that look?" Ye Jin smiled and pinched his arm: "Did I scare you?"
Ye Kai finally found the courage to observe her face carefully, not wanting to miss a single detail. Ye Jin looked calm, not very enthusiastic, but not cold either, like a sister. Perhaps the panic in Ye Kai's eyes was too deep, Ye Jin squeezed his shoulders: "You are distracted, where is your companion?"
"In the hall." Ye Kai answered mechanically.
"Which male classmate?" Ye Jin lifted her hair and saw the beautiful silk scarf he had carefully matched. The smile on her face was a little stiff. She looked down and stopped at his watch: "Is this the new watch you bought?"
Ye Kai raised his wrist and replied woodenly, "It belongs to Chen Youhan."
Ye Jin smiled, held his hand and talked to herself: "Originally, I was going to have dinner with the main creative team, but it seems that something is wrong with you. What's wrong? Is it because the performance is so good that you are immersed in the role?"
After she finished speaking, she felt Ye Kai's fingers shiver in her hand.
The two followed the crowd to the hall. Many of the audience had already left, and Chen Youhan was on the phone. Ye Jin saw him at a glance and said in a surprised tone, "Chen Youhan is here too? What a coincidence."
"I made an appointment with him." Ye Kai answered indifferently, no longer able to show any unnecessary emotions.
Chen Youhan hung up the phone, half turned around, and saw Ye Jin holding Ye Kai's hand. His eyes froze for only a thousandth of a second, and then he greeted her as usual: "What a coincidence? Thank you for your ticket, the performance was good."
Ye Jin tilted her head playfully: "If I had known it was for you to see, I wouldn't have given you such a good ticket. It's a waste."
"Who are you insulting?" Chen Youhan lazily said to her, "Are you alone?" Ye Jin glanced at him and said, "Do me a favor." Before the two of them could react, she suddenly let go of Ye Kai's hand, put her arm around Chen Youhan's waist in the crowded hall, and kissed him on the cheek. Chen Youhan was struck by lightning and wanted to push her away immediately, but Ye Jin climbed onto his shoulders very hard and whispered in his ear, "It's just a play, why are you so nervous?"
Before Chen Youhan could react, she hugged him tighter and smiled sweetly, looking like she was about to kiss him in public.
"Ye Jin!"
Ye Jin paused, half turned to look at Ye Kai. His tone was fierce, his eyes were a mixture of nervousness, shock and anger. Chen Youhan pushed him away without hesitation, probably because he was afraid that she would sprain her ankle, so he still protected her waist with his hand in a gentlemanly manner.
Ye Jin smoothed her hair and found Chen Youhan's eyes were very cold. She smiled: "Why are you so nervous? I just saw my ex-boyfriend who has been pestering me. I just borrowed him from you." Then she turned to Ye Kai and complained angrily: "You are so disrespectful. What did you call me?"
Ye Kai's face was pale and his body was cold. The anger of being teased receded like a tide. He was exhausted: "You guys play, I'm leaving first."
Chen Youhan chased after him, and the moment they passed each other, Ye Jin whistled, "Nice perfume."
The way back was also blocked for more than half an hour. The traffic police were directing, the warning lights were flashing red and blue, and the brake lights were connected into a dazzling red in front of my eyes. The car was very quiet. The Lamborghini was cut off by someone, and the moment he stepped on the brakes, he slammed the steering wheel hard. The horn sounded shrilly, and Chen Youhan cursed while biting his cigarette: "Fuck!"
The car drove onto the ring road, passed the toll booth, and entered the city center smoothly, finally stopping at the underground parking lot of Fanning Kongshu. It was quiet all the way, no one spoke, and the radio was not turned on. Ye Kai had his iPod on with noise reduction turned on from beginning to end. When the car stopped, he unbuckled his seat belt, took off his headphones, and desperately grabbed Chen Youhan's tie and kissed him madly.
Chen Youhan was caught off guard, and his lips were broken by Ye Kai, and the smell of blood filled the air between their lips and tongues. Ye Kai kissed him fiercely, licked his lips and palate, sucked on the tip of his tongue, and climbed over the center console obsessively, kneeling on the driver's seat, kneeling in Chen Youhan's arms.
Chen Youhan pinched his waist, not fighting with him, letting him kiss her and tease her. The fierce and urgent breath gradually calmed down, and Ye Kai finally let go of his lips, pecking lightly, his eyes gradually focusing: "Brother Youhan." He called him softly, four words, which were sweet since childhood, but now bitter.
Chen Youhan held his face, stroking his hair, exposing his beautiful features and smooth face, kissing him, half-smiling and coaxing him in a low voice: "What's wrong? So uncomfortable? It was an accident, don't remember it, okay?"
"Didn't you say you would come back to make babies?" Ye Kai put his arms around his neck, his eyes reddened, and said without hesitation, "Now."
"Now? Here?"
The owners of Fanning Empty Villa have separate parking spaces, but in any case, at 9:30 p.m. on Saturday, it is the peak time for entry and exit.
Ye Kai nodded: "Here, now, give it to me."
Chen Youhan stroked his back soothingly: "No, can't you do it when you get home? Soon, there will be nothing here——"
Ye Kai didn't listen and kissed him again, without any method or skill, just based on love to possess him.
"It's right here, are you afraid?" He was on the verge of collapse, his eyes focused and then lost focus, and he said blankly: "Brother Youhan, I love you."
"What's wrong with you? What happened?" Chen Youhan finally realized that he was extremely abnormal, and held his chin, forcing him to look at her: "Look at me, Xiaokai, I--"
Ye Kai kissed him again, and this time, he didn't know whose lips were broken, and the smell of blood filled his mouth even more. He no longer listened to Chen Youhan's rational refusal, and pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his belt regardless: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Chen Youhan, didn't you say you were going to make a baby? Didn't you say you were going to fuck me?" He collapsed and roared: "Fuck!"
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