longest movie [entertainment]

In the music mixed with drumbeats, from time to time someone walked through the not-so-spacious aisle and cast strange glances at the two people who were standing there blankly.

Yi Chang panted slightly, watching the woman in front of her slowly turn around, frowning slightly and looking at him, her eyes wandered all over his body, her eyes changed again and again.Afterwards, her lips began to tremble, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Zhang Yan, come here quickly!"

At this time, someone called her, and she seemed to wake up suddenly, her body shook suddenly, she hurriedly glanced at her side, then stepped forward to hold his hand, and said, "Come with me."

Yi Chang followed her through the crowd and out of the bar, and continued to walk deep into the alley. Along the way, he was surprised and delighted, and full of doubts in his heart, and said, "Mom, what do you call..."

"Shh-"

The woman seemed to be very alert, turned her head and made a shut up gesture to him, pulled him quickly to a wooden door, took out the lock and opened the door.

This is a simple and old bungalow, and you can still smell a musty smell after entering.He followed her inside, and after passing through a room, they came to a smaller door with a very old-fashioned lock that was already covered with rust.

After entering the door, she said to him, "You...you sit first."

Yi Chang couldn't sit still, he just stood there stupidly, watching the person in front of him lock the door behind his back with trembling hands.She scratched her head and thought about it again, feeling uneasy, picked up the wooden stool next to her and pushed it up again.

After finishing all this, she panted and turned to him, wiped her clothes twice with her hands, and looked at him with surprise, fear, and disbelief.

"Mom," he swallowed, feeling that he was about to be speechless, "Mom, I... I am Yi Chang."

As if he was afraid that the other party would not hear clearly, he repeated it again.When he spoke again, his voice was choked with sobs: "You still...do you remember?"

He admits he's scared.The fear is not that he has identified the wrong person, but that his mother is no longer the person who loves him in his memory, and she will not even give him the chance to recognize him.

Even though they lost contact for ten years, even if her face has changed, even if he always remembers that her name is not Zhang Yan, but Yue Ling, he is still convinced that the person in front of him is his close relative.

ten years.He never imagined that this person who only appeared in photo albums and vague memories really came back to him again?

How is he so lucky?

Yue Ling looked at him deeply, her eyes were full of tears, she nodded and shook her head desperately, stepped forward and hugged him tightly: "Stupid boy... what's up, mom, why don't you remember?"

He hugged her back tightly, as if he would lose it again once he relaxed.He could feel her heartbeat and her excitement, as if she was constantly comforting him, telling him that she still cared about him...

After a long time, when his clothes were soaked with tears, he let go of his mother, raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Yue Ling also wiped her eyes, and said with a smile, "Are you thirsty? I'll pour you some water."

He nodded and sat down, watching her busy.Gradually, he found that no matter what she did, her hands were always shaking, which made him a little worried.

After he took the water from those skinny hands, he asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your hands?"

"Ah...it's nothing," she shook her hand casually, "probably...probably because I've been a little tired recently, it's okay."

He glanced at the scratched simple glass in his hand, as if it had been used for a long time, he took a sip and then looked up to look around.

In this space of only a dozen square meters, there is only a bed, a stool, a table, and a dilapidated wardrobe. The floor is bare concrete, and the paint on the walls has peeled off.

He felt a little sour when he saw it, and asked, "Mom, have you lived here all these years?"

When looking for his father in the past few years, he also inquired about his mother, but he found nothing.After his father's accident, the siblings finally decided to report their mother as a missing person, only to give up after a search.

He knew that if he really wanted to see her that much, he should keep looking no matter what.But he really didn't want to experience the feeling of hope being lost for a second time.

Sometimes he felt like an ostrich, as if by burying his painful things they would disappear from his sight.No matter who he is, family, or love, he is used to deceiving himself and avoiding the real problems in front of him, so he messes up his life.

"This house, I've only moved here for the past two years, and I'm quite used to it."

Yue Ling sat beside him, with a soft and silly smile on her face, which was a little different from the mother he remembered, but he still liked it very much.

He looked at her facial features that had undergone surgery, stroked the somewhat hideous scar distressedly, and asked, "Where's your face? How did you hurt it?"

"Before... I had a grudge against someone before, and I thought it would be safer to have plastic surgery, so I did it..." His mother touched her face embarrassingly, smiled at him, and said, "Is it better than before?" Look better?"

He was stunned for a while, then held her hand and said, "No matter what, Mom is the prettiest."

This sentence is obviously very useful, his mother laughed and said to let him wait, she went to get some snacks.

He stood up and surveyed the room carefully.He collected the rubbish on the ground, picked up a few scattered clothes, and inadvertently saw a dark box in the corner beside the closet, which was still locked.

The box is very delicate, with some dust on it.He picked it up from the ground, and just as he was about to wipe it off after dipping some water in a paper towel, he heard a stern voice from the door: "Don't touch that!"

He was startled, turned his head and saw his mother staring at him, eyes full of panic, walked over quickly and snatched the box away.

"Sorry, I just wanted to wipe..."

He thought that he might have touched her private things, women's minds should be quite sensitive, and he was reckless.

Yue Ling glanced at her son, and her expression quickly returned to calm. After putting the box in the closet, she turned her head and smiled at him, "Are you hungry? Come and eat something."

On the table were two bottles of yogurt and a bag of various small cakes. His mother stuffed one into his mouth and said, "The neighbor next door brought it today. I warmed it up a bit. Does it taste okay?"

Seeing him nodding, she was so happy that she picked up one and took a bite, and continued: "She helped me find my job. The manager in the bar is very nice. I just heard that in that voice. No? It's her, haha."

Yi Chang swallowed the cake in his mouth and asked, "Why did you change your name?"

"Oh, the name... Didn't I say that I have made a feud, so I changed my name so I can hide."

Seeing her indifferent smile, he just felt very blocked in his heart, and asked, "Who is the enemy with?"

Yue Ling's eyes flickered, and she said, "Hey, don't worry about it, it's all over."

He just found it absurd, and couldn't help but raise his voice and said, "How is it possible to pass? You tell me, so I can help you solve it."

From the reunion until now, his mother has been subverting his imagination of her.

He never expected that when they met again, she would lead such a life.He could tell that she was not in a good state, no matter how hard she tried to smile at him, it was just trying to cover up her depression and uneasiness.

Thinking of all that she might have experienced in the past few years of separation, he felt pain in his heart, and he would never let her continue to suffer.

His mother was a little disapproving, and comforted him: "No need, it's really over, I'm fine now, don't worry."

He was a little anxious. Just as he was about to persuade her, he heard her ask: "By the way, Xinxin... How is Xinxin? Where's your father?"

She sat upright and looked at her son seriously, her eyes were full of concern, but she saw that he suddenly avoided her sight, lowered his head, and remained silent.

"Is he still so angry?" She pulled the hair around her ears, and said with a smile: "It's still the same dead, don't be embarrassed to say, he and I still..."

"Not anymore."

Yue Ling was stunned for a moment, feeling that she didn't understand, and asked, "What?"

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his emotions, and began to recount what happened in the past year with difficulty, and his voice became softer and more blurred later.

The air has been silent.

During this process, he dared not look into her eyes.Until he heard the sound of sobbing, and when he summoned up the courage to look across, he found that his mother had her eyes closed tightly, tears streaming down her face, her lips were slightly parted, and her hands were tightly clenched to the hem of her clothes, as if this would ease the pain. Same pain.

Heartbroken, he quietly walked to her side and stood still, then knelt down.

"Mom, I'm sorry. It was me...I didn't take care of them."

No matter how the family lost contact, no matter whether their mother's identity was hidden, whether there was any unavoidable difficulty in escaping from their life, the saddest thing is that on the day when they finally reunited, the home they barely maintained no longer existed. He was left standing alone in front of the finally lost relative, but he was full of guilt and remorse.

In any case, he couldn't avoid the mistakes he had made.

Yue Ling looked at him somewhat at a loss, with red eyes choked with sobs, she also knelt down in front of him and hugged him into her arms.

"Stupid boy... silly boy!" She stroked his back, crying, "Why is it your fault...it's my mother's fault, my mother's fault! I shouldn't be like this, I shouldn't hide, I should know you Looking for me, waiting for my..."

After finishing speaking, her eyes froze, she raised her hand and started to slap herself, shouting: "My fault! My fault!..."

"Mom, what are you doing?!"

Yi Chang was startled, quickly grabbed her hand, helped her up and sat on the bed.

Probably because of too much mood swings, Yue Ling's spirit began to be a little slack, her eyes were a little dull, and she looked very tired.

Yi Chang put a pillow on the head of the bed for her to lean on, held her hand and said, "Mom, come with me. Now that I have money, I can let you live better and eat better, so you don't have to suffer so much."

"No, don't bother...I'm fine here, I'll follow you to make trouble for you?"

He didn't expect his mother to reject him so directly. He felt a little embarrassed, and persuaded: "You are my mother, why are you making trouble? I don't care how you lived before. Now that we are reunited, your business is mine Just let me take care of you, okay?"

Seeing that his mother still didn't waver, he thought for a while and said, "You don't have to worry about money. I'm a star now, and I have a lot of money. Shengye, you know? It's a big company."

When Sheng Ye was mentioned, he felt his hands tremble, and his mother looked back at him with some surprise in her eyes.

At this moment, he had no choice but to lament how powerful his former boss was, and with the confidence to persuade her again, he continued: "The son of their boss and I are... I know him, and he will help me, so you can rest assured and follow me, okay?" ?"

Originally, he thought that she would be convinced if he said so, but he found that her hands seemed to be shaking more violently.

Yue Ling's eyes drifted, and she murmured: "I don't, I won't go..."

He was a little puzzled, guessing that she might be too anxious recently, and wanted to go up to comfort her, but his hand was waved away.

The person in front of him folded his legs and hugged his chest, as if he was frightened or in a demonstration, and shouted at him: "I won't go!"

His hands were frozen in the air, and he just felt confused for a while, not knowing what went wrong.He thought about it, and felt that he had to take his time, and said, "Okay, we won't go, we won't go."

He took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed and sat beside her, hugged her shoulders, and patted her gently, "We'll talk about it later, we're not in a hurry, mom, don't be nervous, take a good rest first, okay?"

He felt her nod slightly, and he was relieved a little, and put the drowsy person down.

He got up and turned off the light in the room, and lay down beside his mother again.Slowly, even and steady breathing came from the side.At this moment, he found that he hadn't felt so at ease in a long time.

In the damp air with musty smell, drowsiness gradually hit.