Butterflies Fly Over Winter Chapter 19
byChapter 19 The Beginning of Winter
Several people quickly collected their cards. Meng Yike thought for a while and said, “Actually, this scene is very suitable for us to watch a movie.”
Xi Ai breathed a long sigh of relief: “Finally, our post-production teacher can have something to cut.”
Nie Chuiying laughed and scolded Xi Ai: “How presumptuous are you to say this? Are we so uncooperative?”
“No, but the turnover is not enough.” Chu Yiqi held his head and sat next to Xi Ai, pretending to be a god controlling the remote control board.
“Shh-” Meng Yike said while moving the camera, “Is this allowed to be said? You are so loud.”
“Okay, let’s talk about something else. For example, why Xi Ai and Yi Qi were not in the wonderful hot pot scene a few afternoons.” Shi Yunshan pointed his gun at Chu Yi Qi this time, “Isn’t it Qi Qi?”
Chu Yiqi subconsciously looked at Xi Ai, and Xi Ai looked at her openly. Chu Yiqi had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: “Actually, I am encouraging the four of them.”
Xi Ai answered accordingly: “Actually, it’s because of the discord within the team. I didn’t like it as soon as I came back. It’s uncomfortable to sit together and eat together.”
Nie Chuiying and Shi Yunshan made eye contact, and somehow managed to control Shi Yunshan’s right to speak independently, so the two of them said in unison: “Oh, it’s finals week, we need a quiet place to review.”
Chu Yiqi: “…”
Xi Ai: “…”
The culprits – Nie Chuiying and Shi Yunshan finished speaking and smiled with their lips pursed. Then they looked at Chu Yiqi, then at Xi Ai, and finally at the remote control panel.
“Okay, what are you looking at? Qiqi, you’ve turned to the rating of 8:0 and still haven’t found anything you’re satisfied with?” Yu Nianxi asked.
At this moment, Meng Yike felt that she was the Yue Lao in charge of the red thread, comparable to Cupid. She said, “Come on, let’s watch “Thirteenth Month”.”
“…”
Xi Ai took a breath and said, “It’s been almost a year. Anyone who hasn’t seen it should stand up for themselves.”
“I…” Chu Yiqi blinked, looked at Xi Ai, and said.
Xi Ai opened and closed her eyes.
“I’ve actually been waiting to see you in person when you’re here.” Nie Chuiying silently raised her hand, and Shi Yunshan agreed.
“Okay, okay.” Xi Ai said as if she was particularly considerate, “What about Chu Yiqi?”
“Okay, I just haven’t had time to read it.”
As soon as the subtitles of “Thirteenth Month” appeared, Xi Ai subconsciously looked at Yu Nianxi.
After all, the screenwriter is her brother.
But Yu Nianxi’s reaction was considered normal. She was holding an oversized whale pillow and could say a few words to Meng Yike.
The first scene of the movie shows a broken glass flowerpot on a window sill covered with sunset.The dew of early autumn hangs, gathering strength for a long time and finally dripping.
“Tick-tock——”
The silent film finally introduced sound, and the camera turned to reveal the girl sitting in the corner holding her knees.
The constant quarrel gradually introduced.
Such a thin and lonely figure gradually overlaps with the memory.
Many years ago, Chu Yiqi always wanted to be alone in his room, surrounding himself among the quilts and hugging himself, trying to isolate his parents from their quarrels.
Later, they stopped arguing, and Chu Yili followed her mother, but she would still sit alone in the room, curling up into a ball, trying to make herself feel a little safer.
It was more like an injured kitten, huddled in the corner of the cat’s nest and licking its fur.
Xi Ai noticed that Chu Yiqi was distracted, so she put her hand down pretending to be casual and touched the back of Chu Yiqi’s hand “more casually”.
There was no one covering Chu Yiqi’s hand like before, let alone the latter turning his palm over to hold her hand.
But this is clear enough to remind me that those years have passed, and at most there are only a few fragments of the flower pot left to be picked up.
Then Chu Yiqi remembered the time when Xi Ai chose the script.
*
It was the beginning of winter and the heating in the house was on full blast, so Xi Ai only wore a slightly fleece sweatshirt and bell-bottom pants.
There was a pile of scripts piled up in front of Xi Ai.
The choices given by Su Luojian were all pretty good, some had interesting plots, and some were new works by well-known directors.
Xi Ai was tired of picking, so she took Teacher Chu with her.
Chu Yiqi couldn’t help but frowned when he saw a school play.Xi Ai seemed to have stayed a little longer on purpose.
“Don’t like this?”
Chu Yiqi raised his eyes. The two of them were very close to each other. Chu Yiqi put his hand on Xi Ai’s shoulder. He was a little startled when he heard this and said, “No, you can choose the role you want.”
Xi Ai stopped talking and put the book aside.
Chu Yiqi took a look and visually judged that it was an option Xi Ai had directly ruled out.
“Won’t you stay any longer?”
Xi Ai looked up at her and said in a very calm tone, “Don’t you like it?”
“No.” Chu Yiqi retorted subconsciously.
Xi Ai said: “Well, then you don’t, because I don’t like it and don’t want to act affectionate with anyone else.”
Chu Yiqi said nothing and helped Xi Ai open another script. Just as he was about to take his hand back, Xi Ai grabbed it.
After Xi Ai grabbed it, she put her hand on Chu Yiqi’s wrist.The sweatshirt she wore today was the same style as Xi Ai’s and was looser, so Xi Ai’s hand fell on Chu Yiqi’s wrist.
Chu Yiqi’s breath was stagnant. In fact, because of those old injuries, the inside of her wrist was not sensitive to sensation.But at that moment, she felt that she felt Xi Ai’s palm prints brushing against the scar.
After a while, Xi Ai finally found an excuse for her moment of compassion: “Don’t move your hands, don’t disturb me.”
Chu Yiqi snorted and said, “Then I’ll go to the piano room.”
“Hey, hey, hey -” Xi Ai hugged Chu Yiqi’s arm, held Chu Yiqi’s hand and put it on the script, quickly retracting, “Okay, okay, you can turn it over as you like -”
“Okay, okay, I’ll take a look with you, be serious.”
It was probably because Chu Yiqi’s tone was too gentle and had a bit of a sister’s unquestioning tone, so Xi Ai obediently read the script for a long time.
The sun slowly climbed through the window and fell on them. Xi Ai finally selected the script – “Thirteenth Month”.
Out of some kind of tacit understanding and mentality, the two of them unveiled the part of the school drama at the same time, and Chu Yiqi also took a look at the general plot.
The protagonist’s native family is not a happy one, and they have an excessive desire to control her.In a series of tragedies, he chose to live with Romain Rolland-style heroism.
The opportunity for her redemption and self-redemption is simple, but very interesting – it happens to be that the jacaranda buried in the rare soil in the flower pot that was broken at the beginning sprouted in the autumn frost.
So a self-imagined best friend, an ethereal redemption, started in late autumn, and then taught her to embrace herself again and look forward to the sunrise.
What Chu Yiqi saw was the hopelessness and depression in such a life, as well as the hope that could not be erased in the future.
Chu Yiqi’s breath froze. Logically speaking, this plot was not very new, but Xi Ai settled on it almost without hesitation.
Whether or not there was any selfishness in this, she didn’t dare to delve into it.
Xi Ai opened the script again and started to make some notes.Finally, he looked at Chu Yiqi meaningfully.
Although this might not be a good idea, she still wanted to give it a try and let Chu Yiqi take even half a step forward.
Chu Yiqi almost wanted to ask Xi Ai “Why did you choose this”, but he felt it was inappropriate and expected that Xi Ai would probably answer – “I like it”.
*
Chu Yiqi had watched “Thirteenth Month” many times in the past two years. She asked Xi Ai in a low voice: “Did you add the last scene of Jacaranda in the movie?”
Xi Ai raised her eyes to look at her. There was a slight light in her eyes, which was very dazzling and beautiful in the night.
“Yeah.”
*
At the beginning, in Yu Qinglin’s script, Ye Ruqing had been trying to complete her own redemption. The loneliness and lack of anyone she had grown up with made her imagine a second self, allowing herself to love herself.
But Xi Ai always felt that an opportunity was missing.
She asked Chu Yiqi about this, and she said, “Teacher Chu, if one day suddenly, when Ye Ruqing was listening to the quarrel, she accidentally raised her head and saw spring growing in the broken flower pot, maybe she wouldn’t have been lonely for so long.”
Chu Yiqi was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled very softly and said, “I thought you would say that Ye Ruqing could really meet a bright and brilliant person at that time.”
“No way.”
“Why?”
Xi Ai leaned on Chu Yiqi’s shoulder. It was already winter at that time, and Chu Yiqi’s clothes were always fluffy and comfortable to rub against.
“Because Ye Ruqing is actually quite contradictory. She longs to communicate with the outside world to forget about being so lonely and unaccepted.”
“So when she was already able to earn a relatively stable income through writing, she still chose a job like opening a bookstore where she would meet many people.” Chu Yiqi turned his head, looked at Xi Ai, and answered the conversation smoothly.
Xi Ai nodded, turned a page of the script, pointed to her mark, and said, “But she was afraid and did not dare to take the initiative to interact with people. And at that time, she was more sensitive and repelled the outside world. She did not want to believe it, let alone accept the kindness from the outside world, because she had not seen it since she was a child.”
“Yes.” Chu Yiqi also leaned on Xi Ai’s head and suddenly felt a little lucky. She said, “So when she suddenly sees such a person, she will be repelled or even disgusted.”
It was like I had just met Xi Ai.
Chu Yiqi continued: “But the Han Yixin she imagined was different. She was like the person Ye Ruqing hoped but did not dare to be. She was braver than her real self. So…only at this moment did she become her own guide.”
“How’s it going? Is my suggestion good?”
Chu Yiqi lowered his eyes, looked at Xi Ai who was leaning on his shoulder to turn over the script and memorize the lyrics, and said, “I feel very good.”
The way she and Xi Ai got to know each other happened to be like this, from an instinctive dislike of kindness to the temptation to accept some common ground, and an irreversible dependence like boiling a frog in warm water.
It seemed that she had forgotten the difference between herself and Xi Ai.
If those people hadn’t kept reminding her later.They told her that she and Xi Ai were not supposed to be in the same world, saying that they were not matched and suitable, and that their mental state and abilities were not comparable to Xi Ai’s…
Without these, Chu Yiqi could believe that those differences were not important.
*
The thoughts drift far away, like a kite flying away. When the memories are carried out and they are separated, the kite will be disconnected.
So Chu Yiqi hurriedly came to his senses and confirmed that Xi Ai was by her side at this moment.
Chu Yiqi said: “The jacaranda that finally sprouted was actually Ye Ruqing at that time. She had already figured it out a little bit, right?”
“She has been trying it since she left those glass shards, so it’s a coincidence that her favorite flower can grow in pain.” Xi Ai put her hand next to Chu Yiqi’s.
The heat radiates, then passes and spreads.
Chu Yiqi understood what Xi Ai meant.
At that moment, something seemed to have melted. Chu Yi was stunned for a while and looked at the screen again.
After a long time, Chu Yiqi thought about it again, maybe the first rise in temperature that induced Hui Nantian was here.
At this moment, the first drop of frost and snow melted into the winter and spring in her heart.
Nourishes the germination of Phalaenopsis and the emergence of butterflies from cocoons.
The movie ended with a monologue. The moment Chu Yiqi heard the voice, he stiffened.
That was Xi Ai’s voice.
Xi Ai said: “Behind every person, there is such a self. This is the fundamental reason for us to complete our self-salvation.”
“And behind every suffering, there is a new life and sunrise brewing, with hope.”
“But the premise of all this is to learn to embrace yourself.”
Chu Yiqi looked at the subtitles and repeated them silently.
“Chu Yiqi.”
Chu Yiqi smelled some mugwort and answered her: “Huh?”
“Don’t you have anything to ask?”