The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

The next night, as soon as Lin Yan entered the theater, he saw the eye-catching flower basket at the door——

Others sent pink lilies, gerberas, carnations, anthuriums, etc. Only Qiao Yu's flower basket had gerbera as the main flower and willow branches as decorations.

Originally, the flower basket was eye-catching in the default flower baskets of many flower shops. It said "To Lin Yan, the show went well" on it, and the name "Qiao Yu" was signed underneath.

He watched the staff watching with his ears, followed Lin Yan into the door, and said, "It's so hard work."

Lin Yan was puzzled, "Why?"

"Gerbera, the language of flowers is hope." She leaned over to explain to him.

"Interesting." A gentle male voice came from behind the two, and I don't know how long I've been listening to it.

"Ah, Brother Wen!" Looking back, he was relieved to see that it was Wen Yun, and joked, "It doesn't look like you don't know."

Wen Yun smiled elegantly and said, "I'm not very interested in flowers and plants."

He is one of the sponsors and hosts, and Lin Yan was not surprised to see him. After chatting with him for a while, he was carried away by his ears and went backstage to put on makeup.

Lin Yan was sitting in front of the dressing table, Ren the makeup artist was twitching on his face, and he was still thinking about the flower basket that Qiao Yu had sent just now.

He signed it so blatantly, wouldn't his fans have any objections?

Lin Yan thought of the impressive words he saw in Chaohua several times before, and wanted to ask Qiao Yu to send a message to Qiao Yu with his mobile phone.

It's just that the make-up artist finished styling him all the way, took the clothes for him to change, and pushed him to the next position in the assembly line.

Lin Yan was waiting backstage, surrounded by actors who had put on their make-up and were nervous and thinking about it. In the end, they didn't ask, and just called someone to help take down the flower basket first.

...As for asking Qiao Yu, let's talk about it after the performance.

The curtain was half covered, and the stage could be vaguely seen from Lin Yan's perspective.

The stage had obviously just been redecorated and smelled of chemicals.

Due to time constraints, the pool at the front of the stage could not be moved because of the previous resident drama, so it could only be kept. Ling Kong installed an extended floor and lights on it, which just killed two birds with one stone, so that the pool was also illuminated when the lights were on. effect lighting.

Lin Yan watched the crowds of people taking their seats in front of the stage one after another, hearing the voices of children and occasional cries, and only then did he realize his nervousness.

The lights dimmed.

"The opening actors of the first act are ready, and it will start soon. Where's 'Dad'?" The stage manager hurried over to catch the actors, nervously preparing for the upcoming play.

Next to Lin Yan, the young man playing "stepfather" took a deep breath, as if he couldn't breathe, his hands were trembling, "I'm so flustered, it's about to start, it's almost here."

"It's okay, come on, believe in yourself." Lin Yan patted him on the shoulder.

"Yan Yan, ready!" The stage manager lifted the curtain and peeped in.

Lin Yancai turned his head and followed the actor who played "Dad" in front, "Here we come."

"Stepfather" followed him, watching the curtain lift, Lin Yan walked out from the darkness, and the Omega under the light instantly became another person——

It's like the serious, stubborn, sensitive, and talented Christopher in the book stepped out of the book, crossed the curtain, and lived on the stage.

At the beginning of the first act, there were still noises from children on the stage. Later, when the second act unfolded, most of the children were integrated into the plot, as if silently communicating with their companions in the play.

Lin Yan would pay attention to the movements off stage at the beginning, but later he completely forgot himself, as if he was really experiencing a real adventure of finding his mother on stage.

His father's deceit was exposed and he confessed his mistakes; Christopher left home and went to London to find the "truth"; the adventures of the London subway, the lies in the adult world, the running-in after seeing his mother, the persistence to go home to take the math test, After Lin Yan acted one by one, he didn't realize that he was acting, as if he was the "abnormal" boy.

At the end of the story, he went through many twists and turns, accompanied by his mother, returned to school, passed the exam, and appeared at home again.

The whole place was dimmed, and the spotlight fell on the father who walked over.

The dignified father walked over cautiously and awkwardly, confiding in a conciliatory monologue, "...Christopher, I will never, never do anything to hurt you again."

Even though Lin Yan had forgotten the script long ago, he still retreated instinctively, with horror written all over his face.

The actor who was supposed to play the mother was supposed to come over to pick up his scene at this time, but Lin Yan took a look, but the other party looked more scared than him.

"?"

Lin Yan was puzzled for a moment, but his thoughts were completely occupied by sensibility, and his body continued to retreat unconsciously. He only felt that the glass floor under his next foot was looser than before, and he was pulled backward by inertia——

The cold wind brought up water mist, and the water splashed on the back of his head and choked into his nostrils before he realized that he had fallen into the water under the floor tiles on the stage.

The screams of the children, the exclamation of the teacher, and the panicked steps of the staff seemed to be isolated by the floor tiles above their heads.

There was the sound of water pressure gurgling in his ears, and the lights in the arena had been turned off urgently when he had an accident. It was pitch black in front of him, and the pool water irritated his eyes.

The depth of the pool was just below his head, Lin Yan managed to float up, and reached out to touch the floor tiles above his head, trying to find the gap where he fell, but every time he hit the solid glass.

Lin Yan held his breath and groped in the dark. His oxygen was about to run out, and his strength became weaker and weaker. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

The shock of the staff walking overhead was so close that it couldn't touch him.

The water flowed by his side as he sank, driving his hair, and the sounds of the outside world gradually moved away as his consciousness became blurred.

The same darkness, the same confined space, the same dirty water flow, the nightmare that repeats every night is as real as if it happened yesterday...

Jiang house.

The candlelight burnt out the darkness of the room, and the glaring light pierced into his eyeballs, which he hadn't seen for a long time. On the cement walls without dust, on the abrupt water pipes, and between the dilapidated bricks and tiles, the dense night vision cameras were bright and undisguised. naked.

The surveillance screen that Jiang Tan fell is close at hand, and the self on the screen is ignorant of the camera, and everything stupid in the dark is exposed in front of others.

Obviously the tattered and dirty clothes on his body could still cover his body, but he shivered coldly, as if he had been stripped naked and placed in front of the public.

Jiang Tan looked at the twitching teenager lying on the ground in the room, and in disgust, he used the mechanical leg to crush him, running him away, and his words were as sharp as a knife.

"Look at your ugly appearance, I didn't expect you to be an Omega, just like that woman."

"Dirty things like you shouldn't have been born."

"It's already embarrassing enough for the Lin family to have that woman. This kind of garbage gene shouldn't continue to exist."

"I don't know who you are going to harm next?"

Jiang Tan suddenly lowered his head and laughed disgustingly, "I'll let you try it when Qiao Yu is brought back. Anyway, you have inherited the blood of that bitch, so you should be very good at it."

On the dusty ground, Lin Yan twitched helplessly. The pheromones from the unfamiliar Alpha on Jiang Tan made him unable to breathe, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

He's just a beta.

He is not dirty.

Lin Yan pinched his neck with trembling hands, as if this could relieve the pain seeping from the cracks in his bones, allowing him to inhale a few traces of oxygen.

His protruding eyeballs were facing the monitor on the floor, and the picture stayed on himself facing the camera with a wooden face.

Lin Yan looked at himself on the screen, the forcedly proud eyes and the fact that he didn't know that he had been "stripped naked" made him twitch even more.

"bump--"

Jiang Tan raised and crushed his mechanical legs, crushing the ancient cello on the ground in front of him.

Everything seemed to be stagnated and played frame by frame before his eyes. The body of the piano was shattered, dust was raised, debris flew, and fragments of sawdust and parts grazed his face and body.

In his vision, there was still the long-lasting darkness not long ago, and everything in front of him overlapped, as if the endless darkness was torn apart by the cold mechanical legs, splashed, twisted, and finally shattered to the ground.

"Can't stand it? Just like your bitch/mother, slut." Jiang Tan leaned over, looked at him being controlled by his biological instinct, and laughed at him.

The pheromone released maliciously flooded the room, making him inescapable and inescapable.

The respiratory system stopped functioning first, and the picture in front of him gradually escaped his understanding. The woman playing the cello gently came to his mind, but her smile was gradually blurred, and he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

"......she is not."

Lin Yan's lips trembled, and he forced out barely audible words, thinking he was trying his best, but in fact, his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

After speaking, he was drooling uncontrollably, and the liquid he couldn't swallow made him cough violently.

"What?" Jiang Tan pinched his neck with one hand in disgust, and easily lifted him up, the suffocating pheromone became more intense.

The pheromone-cold machine cut through his internal organs.

Can't hide, can't move.

In the blurred and swollen vision, Lin Yan watched the cello bow being picked up by him.

"Ask you, what are you talking about!" Jiang Tan didn't get his answer, and lost control of the force of pinching his neck, leaving a purple-red subcutaneous bruise on his neck.

Lin Yan stared intently at his hand holding the bow, and the bowstring Qiao Yuxin gave him on it. His twitching lower lip was moved imperceptibly, and he uttered almost breathless words, "...dirty."

Jiang Tan was very close to him. Hearing his words this time, he followed his gaze and saw his hand. Instead of being angry, he stared at him and smiled.

It's just that smile that makes him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

Lin Yan still couldn't think about his expression, and suddenly opened his eyes wide in the next moment, wondering why the most vulnerable part of his body felt the sharp pain of being pierced.

He turned his head and looked down in a trance, his dizzy eyes fell on the piano bow in Jiang Tan's hand.

Only half of his bow is exposed from the back.

The extreme pain became numb, his vision was shaking, the world was distorted, and he could even hear the soothing "Saraband" in his ears, as if to protect him and lead him away from the shackles of the devil.

Lin Yan's trembling hand reached the candle, pulled it down with the last of his strength, and ignited the combustibles in the pipe.

The sea of ​​fire was like a tide, and the oppressive heat wave and poisonous smoke washed away, washing away all the really dirty things.

He fell to the ground and let the tongue of flames creep up. With the last strength in his trembling hands, he touched the blade hidden in the shackles.

Dirty blood flowed out of his body from the opening in the wrist artery, as if he was going to leave with all the brandings related to Jiang Tan.

it is finally over.

Finally liberated.

...In the darkness, Lin Yan was unconsciously sinking to the bottom of the water, his body was heavily suppressed by the water pressure and the nightmare in his body, unable to move.

Where is he?

Was it the water tank six years ago, or was it under the stage of a drama...

Suddenly, something grabbed him, and he could feel his body being carried upstream.

......who is it?

There was no smell in the water, but he vaguely smelled something that shouldn't be here.

hallucinations?

The staff on the top comforted the audience with one wave, and then the curtain fell. They couldn't find the tiles, and finally turned on the stage lights behind the curtain.

The glaring white light pierced through the glass tiles and came dazzlingly.

Lin Yan opened his eyes in a daze. The water flowed past his eyeballs, irritating people's vision so painfully, but he didn't close them again——

The bright light pierced through the pitch-black body of water just now, and in the water with white light, a semi-physical "person" broke through the water, fully materialized bit by bit.

It is the soul of Qiao Yu...

Lin Yan watched him tightly clenched his wrist wearing the bracelet, looking back at his situation from time to time.

After realizing that something was wrong with him, Qiao Yu turned around and swam over. The current rippled his curly hair, revealing his face.

Reality and dreams intertwine.

He passed through the sea of ​​fire, through the broken walls, through the broken cello, through the bow that hurt him, touched Lin Yan with his warm lips, and passed through the oxygen.

"Yanyan!" The ear lying next to the tile saw him screaming nervously.

He couldn't see Qiao Yu, but could only see the pale Lin Yanxu leaning softly on the cracked hole, and quickly reached out to help him out.

Lin Yan struggled to get up from the hole, took the towel, and nodded to Annie.

Annie whispered to him depressingly, "You want to continue? Sure?"

At the end, he added a sentence, "If it doesn't work, we can cancel it."

"Go on, the children are all watching." Lin Yan wiped off the water on his body before returning the towel to his ears, and returned to the position just now, his footsteps were still a little flimsy, "Come on, don't make the audience wait."

Annie could see that he was holding on to the last of his strength, so everyone reacted one step ahead, and asked everyone to take their positions and continue the performance just now.

The audience watched as the curtain opened, everything remained the same, and the lights hit Lin Yan and his parents. Except for the holes in the ground and Lin Yan's embarrassment, it seemed that it was just an illusion.

They were wondering if it was just part of a real drama or a performance accident, and Lin Yan had already started the dialogue with his father.

The penultimate scene passed, the parents exited, and Lin Yan stood alone under the spotlight.

The noisy train, the intricate subway, the dazzling lights, the white body of the puppy, the quarrel between the parents, and various mathematical formulas are criss-crossed on the stage by the lights.

The figure of the teacher in a pink skirt appeared on the side of the stage.

Lin Yan was holding the A-level report card in his hand, and the complex light was dazzling. He couldn't see the audience clearly. He could only see Qiao Yu's familiar soul smiling at him under the light.

He turned his eyes to the teacher, and said the last line loudly, the tone is as innocent and persistent as the character himself, "I have been to London alone, I solved the mystery of Wellington's murder, and I found my mother , I'm brave, I wrote a book, does that mean I can do anything?"

The eyes of the actors who were teachers on stage were red, and so were the teachers off stage.

In the silence, there were occasional sobs from adults, and a child yelled first, followed by applause of different sizes and irregular rhythms, but enthusiastic and innocent enough to make people's eyes warm.

They come from the same group of kids.

And the people in the theater tonight are all the same people, they are not "abnormal", they are the same "ordinary".

The endless applause was like an invisible hug, embracing Lin Yan on the stage, caressing the tops of the children's heads, and running along the backs of the teachers.

They were all talking silently.

"Yeah, because I did these things, I can do anything."

The author has something to say: Recommended soundtrack for this chapter: Gravity-coldplay

Lines from: "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime" Mark Harden.