Entering the entertainment industry too deeply

Zhang Chi turned over and stretched his arms out of the quilt. After a while, he was a little confused. Did the air conditioner stop?Why don't you feel cold?

There is still light, and the sound of rain... Zhang Chi opened his eyes. He lowered his head, and the first thing he saw was the grassy lawn wet by the rain. month old child.

The surroundings were solemn and quiet, only the sound of rainwater, the child was sleeping peacefully in his arms, Zhang Chi just wanted to shout, oh my god!God!What about my bedroom?And my bed!Where's my quilt!

But he couldn't yell out, so he could only think that this was a dream and he would wake up later.

Thinking of this, he suddenly moved his steps, gave the child in his arms to the people around him, and took the long black umbrella, which looked like a black flower blooming on his head.

The pastor said: "Today, another father, husband, and child are buried here, but Mr. Luo Yanhui will eventually be with us."

An old woman wept softly. Zhang Chi held an umbrella in one hand and placed a white flower in front of the tombstone with the other.On the tombstone, the black and white photo of the man looks only in his 20s. He looks young and handsome, with a light smile, like a student who is still rushing to class with a book.

Zhang Chi blinked, who is this?Who is Luo Yanhui?He walked back, and people from behind stepped forward and placed white flowers in front of the man's tombstone.

The rain kept falling, and after the flowers were presented, people in black clothes came forward one by one, saying goodbye to her and the old people around her.Someone handed her a handkerchief and said Madam's condolences to her, but more people walked by and said goodbye, as if demonstrating that life is such a process of meeting and then parting.

The rain didn't stop, it was still falling, the old man beside him was also helped away, the child was returned, and Zhang Chi held an umbrella.He lowered his head, and held the child under the black umbrella, as if the two of them were one world, and the only sound in the silent world was the pattering rain.

What a sad funeral, Zhang Chi looked up, the woman lost her young husband, the young child lost her father, the old woman lost her son.How can it be so sad?

"Mother?"

Someone called him, Zhang Chi lowered his head, and what he saw was a thick picture book with French cursive script on it. He was shocked when he heard someone calling his mother, and it came again!This is not a dream!He knows what it is!

"Mother?"

The child was still shouting, Zhang Chi wanted to go crazy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhWhat exactly went wrong?Why did he want to see these things?What does it matter to him!

"Mother?"

Zhang Chi couldn't take it anymore, he looked up at the child, what are you shouting, there is only the young master here, where is the mother, but he looked at the boy sitting in front of the piano and nodded to him: "Play it, I'm listening .”

The boy’s clothes are as familiar to Zhang Chi as he remembers, dark green plaid suit and shorts, with a white neat shirt, but the boy looks like a miniature version of the boy in the rainy night, his face is more childish, sitting in front of the piano with his feet connected Can't touch the ground.

But he turned his gaze back to the black and white piano keys, his eyes were serious on his immature face, he pressed down with his small hand, and the sound of the piano sounded in the room.

Chopin etude, Zhang Chi thought, how could he know it was a Chopin etude?He can't even play the piano.

When the sound of the piano ended, he clapped his hands. The sound of applause was very soft, but the child seemed to be greatly encouraged. He jumped off the four-legged piano seat and ran to Zhang Chi's side. The floor was covered with thick A long woolen blanket, the child is wearing white socks, and with his head on his lap, the child says, "Mommy, why don't I have a daddy?"

"Life is a long, long road. We will meet many people on the road. Some people will accompany you on the walk, but there will always be intersections where they will turn to their own road." Zhang Chi said seriously , is the gentleness of a female voice, he thought to himself, hey, it really makes sense!

"John, Dad once walked a part of the road with you when you were very young. Dad handed over the rest of the road to Mom, and Mom will walk the rest of the road with you."

The boy seemed not to understand, but also seemed to understand a little bit. His eyes were big, and the black eyeballs seemed to occupy more of the white of the eyes than others. Looking up at Zhang Chi, he looked quiet and well-behaved. , he said: "Mom, then you have to stay with me all the time and don't leave me."

"I'll be with you." Zhang Chi felt himself smiling, "But the person who will always be with you, you won't meet until you grow up."

"I want my mother to be with me." The child acted coquettishly, "I want my mother, not others."

Zhang Chi touched the boy's head, the boy's hair was black and soft.He said: "That person will be very good, probably a very beautiful or cute child, you will like everything about her. For example, she is beautiful when she smiles, and you will laugh with her. When she cries Maybe it will be a little ugly, but you will be more sad than her. When she is angry, maybe you will be angry too, but after a while, you can't help but go to her and make her happy."

"It's so troublesome." The child complained softly, and Zhang Chi laughed: "But because you like him, all of this can be forgiven, right?"

Zhang Chi was amazed, how can Aunt Juansheng speak so well, but Luo Changning is 28 years old, single so far, and has never met that cute child until now.

Outside the dream, even in the bustling city at night, the lights began to go out one by one in the middle of the night. The moonlight in the night sky shone through the bay window in the bedroom that had not drawn the curtains. The woman stood in front of the bay window, the moon Guan and night are the same cold.

She turned around and saw the young man sleeping on the bed, as if she saw her own child. She approached and reached out to pick up the remote control beside the bed to increase the temperature, but her right hand went straight through the remote control and grabbed nothing. less than.

At dawn on the second day, the phone rang happily, and the temperature in the room had dropped to seventeen degrees. The young man stretched out his arm from the quilt, fumbling with one hand on the bedside table for a long time before he grabbed the phone.Zhang Chi poked his head out of the quilt, his half-length shattered hair fell asleep, sleeping like a master, dreaming all night.

"Boss, it's time for an appointment! Dr. Wang didn't have your turn today, but the patient he was going to receive today jumped off the building and died yesterday, so I put you in/in today. What kind of scale and preliminary consultation should I do first? "

"Get out, it's unlucky to jump off a building in the morning!" Zhang Chi hadn't woken up yet, he opened his eyes a little dazed, and calmly reacted: "I got an appointment with a doctor so soon? Is it a famous doctor?"

"Dr. Wang Mingsheng, super famous, it's hard to get an appointment! The appointments are all scheduled until the end of next month, and today is a coincidence that you are scheduled in!"

When Zhang Chi heard this, he crawled out of bed without saying a word. Wang Juansheng sat at the desk in the bedroom and greeted him: "Good morning, Xiao Chi."

Zhang Chi glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Good morning, Aunt Juansheng."

The author has something to say: I went to watch Independence Day with my friends today. I probably really seldom watch interstellar movies. I only watched interstellar before (crying). Although I calm down and think about the plot, I still have flaws, but It is also a classic Hollywood blockbuster.

And I watched and cried several times, my friends didn’t know what I was crying for, and I also felt very depressed--

Why are my tears so low┑(￣Д￣)┍

I listened to the song today, I really like it, and I recommend it to everyone┑(￣Д￣)┍

Zhou Shen - you asked

I like the lyrics very much, I will use them later in the text (decided.jpg)