perfect character

Long before his debut, Jiang Qiushi knew about his physical condition.

He has never complained about his fate, and he can treat everything he encountered in his childhood with a sense of normalcy.However, after receiving the hospital notice, that sad and absurd emotion still flowed violently in my heart.

He thought he had got rid of the shackles of his original family, and he thought he could live the life he wanted, but fate always likes to give people black humor—he has never escaped the suffering brought by his family, whether it is psychological or physical.

Really... ironic.

She gave birth to him, raised him, but also...killed him.

If he can get even just ordinary treatment like an ordinary family, he won't be sick, right?

The moment he stepped out of the hospital, he stretched out his hand to caress his waist and abdomen.The physical examination requires an empty stomach, and I haven't eaten since morning. At this moment, I already have a feeling of discomfort in my stomach.

At that time, the young Jiang Qiushi was standing at the intersection, looking around in a daze.

He wants to enjoy life like the doctor said, to eat some good food or something.However, he suffered from hunger for a long time in his childhood, and the hot and fragrant food was not tempting in front of him.Even if he is good-looking, being a gourmet anchor with such a suppressed appearance will only make people unable to eat.

After he came out of the restaurant, he took a leave of absence from the school and bought a plane ticket for the latest trip back to his hometown.

The small town has become more prosperous over the years. It is near dusk, sparrows are parked on the high and low wires, the old man is leading the child home, and the office workers are rushing home. There is some traffic jam on the road.

Everyone is going home, but the house he used to live in... Jiang Qiushi stood downstairs, looking up.

Has it been sold there? The outer walls are a bit old, clothes are hanging on the balcony, and like other floors, there are food smells and mixed noises.

That's where he lived.

When he was called Jiang Yu, his family of three lived here.However, he almost never enjoyed even a single day of peace.Quarrels, beatings and scolding are commonplace. He is used to hiding in the closet of the room, and when they are done arguing, he will go out to cook again, and he has to worry about involving himself from time to time.

Later, his mother took him away? This "home".His situation didn't improve at all.

"Why did the teacher keep you here today? Did you make a mistake again?!"

"Classmates bullied you? Did you do something wrong?"

"...If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be in a stalemate with your father, you obey me! Don't make mistakes! Do you hear me?!"

"Mom is going out for a while, you wait at home, cook and eat by yourself, I asked you for leave, and I will go to school when I come back."

He agreed to come back immediately, why did he wait? Half a month?

He counts the calendar every day, sits on the balcony and waits. He has tried very hard to eat less, and only eats a little bit every day.However, when everything was finished, she still didn't come back.He can't get out, and he can't get out...

If she couldn't find herself when she came back, and found that he made a mistake and ran around again, she would be angry.

……

Jiang Qiushi stood downstairs and watched? For a long time, until someone felt that something was wrong, he left.

He collected all the documents brought out from the hospital and returned to school to prepare for the final thesis.

I don't know if it's for the fulfillment of that woman's dream, or to let more people remember him, to test what he can do... In short, he entered the entertainment circle.

……

Recalling the past, the severe pain from the stomach spread to the heart, he held his heart tightly, took a few deep breaths, and after making sure that he would not vomit blood, he cleaned up the house little by little, and went back to bed to rest .

The dream is still restless.

The house was full of blood.

The man with the kitchen knife, the woman who yelled "Xiao Yu, run" at the last moment of her life, the mess everywhere...

The half-grown boy stood outside the door, feeling cold all over.

Police sirens...crowd noises...sympathetic glances from neighbors...whispering...

"You can't make a mistake, do you hear? . . . "

"If you make a mistake... Mom won't want you?..."

"If you didn't do well, would Dad beat you?..."

"...Why? Why are you disobedient?!...Why? Make mistakes?!..."

Since then, he's become? The perfect other guy's kid who can never go wrong again.

Jiang Qiushi woke up from the dream, sweating all over his face, and then smiled wryly.

He had already remembered.

There's never anything to do all over again.

Everything... is just his delusion.

Qiu Ya always asked him to see a psychiatrist, how did she know that she had indeed seen it?

After the murder, the self-protection mechanism made him forget many things, and automatically gave a reasonable explanation for his series of abnormal behaviors.

The shackles given to him by his mother made him never make mistakes; the subconscious hope to be able to start again, the desire for life, made him give himself a reward mechanism - as long as I do it, I can get a long life, I Can you live longer?

When people have feelings, they will have desires. With desires, it is no longer so easy to act rationally.He doesn't want to be controlled by his emotions, so? Under self-hypnosis day after day, he gradually locks up all emotions and acts only rationally.

However, subconsciously, he cannot tolerate women or children being hurt in front of him.This is the only opportunity that can make him "impulsive".

everything is fake...

all fake.

……

The next day, Jiang Qiushi got up early as usual and rushed to the set.He arrived early, and the director arrived even earlier, doing radio gymnastics with a few idle staff members.

When he saw Jiang Qiushi, he was a little shocked: "Xiao Jiang, last night? Did you not sleep well?"

His face was so pale, he thought the make-up artist had given him a heavy hand.

Jiang Qiu nodded ten times: "Yes, I had a nightmare last night."

His demeanor was different from before, something more.Even though the director has read the experiences of thousands of people, it is difficult to describe the complex emotions in the eyes of the other party, and he always feels as if he wants to complain.However, his smile was extraordinarily gentle, so gentle that it was almost unbearable to break.

This shattered half of the director's plan to squeeze him today.

Hiss... I can't bear it.

Not long after, the makeup artist went to work, and as soon as he entered the set, he saw a pale man waiting in the corner.

He spoke in a softer voice, and his movements were even lighter, as if he would smash people into pieces if he was not careful.

Jiang Qiu laughed at him ten times: "Why does everyone treat me like a porcelain doll?"

Because of the pleasant smile, the pale face became more vivid, and the feeling of weakness faded away. The make-up artist was relieved, and chatted together as usual.

It's a pity that he was too sleepy, chatting and falling asleep on his back.

After the venue is set up, the machine runs silently, ready to start shooting.Luo Fang yelled a few words before the other party opened his sleepy eyes, blinked, and regained clarity immediately.

Luo Fang didn't know why, but felt a little distressed, and asked, "Should I tell the director to go to bed early today? I'm too rushed these days."

Jiang Qiushi shook his head: "It's not necessary, let's hurry up."

Otherwise, he might really not be able to complete this last work?.

In the beginning, it was just a few people.

Later, almost everyone found out that the actor's body was not quite right.

His face turned pale day by day, and his costume became wider and wider.It was autumn, and the cool wind blew around his white hair, which was dyed with silver frost for filming. His whole body seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"After all, Li Deng is a patient in the later stage, and the patient should not be too mellow." Jiang Qiushi explained.

The director thought he was losing weight, and was very moved. There are very few young actors in the industry who are so dedicated. He occasionally used his account to post two pictures, smiling and watching a group of young girls squeak on his Weibo.

"Your birthday is coming soon?" He saw some fans of the other party scrolling through comments, saying that if Brother Ten celebrates his birthday on the set, please treat him better.The director just remembered.

"Yes." Jiang Qiushi did not deny it.

The director searched? Searched, and after confirming the date with him, he said with great interest, "Okay, I remember it? I guess it will be finished that day too?"

"That's great." Jiang Qiushi said, "To be honest, I really like this kind of gift."

A group of people around laughed, thinking about what kind of gift would please him more.

A few days before his birthday, Jiang Qiushi, who was far away in the mountain village, received several birthday presents.

Luo Fang put it away carefully for him. According to Qiu Ya's request, she took out the gift from Du Mei alone and put it in the most conspicuous place, so that the boss could see it when he got in the car.

She has also heard rumors about Du Mei and Jiang Qiushi in the circle, and most people still believe in their character, especially after the latter's background was exposed.Moreover, some bad things happened to the few nonsense creators in the circle, which is enough to see the attitude of both sides.

Just, why don't they communicate much?

It's not easy for her to ask.

Jiang Qiu walked to the car after ten plays, and hearing Luo Fang say that he had two packages for himself, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

There are two sweaters, one big and one small, the big one fits perfectly, and the small one looks like it would be worn by a ten-year-old.

There is a letter on top.

Luo Fang tactfully sat while packing her things, letting the boss read the letter quietly.

"Xiao Jiang, your birthday is coming, I wish you a happy birthday in advance."

"...Sometimes I think, if you are really my child, how good would it be? I will definitely take good care of you..."

If... How can there be so many ifs in the world?Du Mei has never forgotten her own son, and she has never stopped seeking sustenance from him.

Jiang Qiushi shook out the sweater and compared it to his body? It fits very well, the fabric is soft, and it is very comfortable to wear.He didn't try it on. He didn't know what to think. He folded the clothes and put them back in the bag.

"Boss, the weather is fine these days, do you want to wear this one?"

The autumn day in the mountains is already a bit cold? Luo Fang worried that he would catch a cold again.

"Why don't you wear this on your birthday? Teacher Du Mei must be very happy to see it."

"it is good."

Jiang Qiushi folded the big sweater, and stretched out his hand to the small sweater.

He remembered? Xuanxuan.

That child who looks somewhat similar to him, is not so smart, and has no ability to protect himself against external malice.

He really needs Du Mei's strict care.

……

The director's prediction was very accurate, and it happened that on the day of Jiang Qiushi's birthday, they finished filming the scene.

"It's a bit embarrassing to shoot this today, I'll give you a big red envelope later." The director promised.

The ending scene is the story of the male protagonist's final illness and death.

Jiang Qiushi's white hair became more and more dyed, his face was wrinkled, and he was dressed in the simplest clothes. Standing in front of the three-foot podium, his eyes under the glasses were still bright and quiet.

As described in the script, he finished his last class and watched the children go home for the road team. Then he coughed heavily in the empty classroom, coughing so much that he almost coughed out his lungs , Coughing until blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

And finally he couldn't hold it anymore and fell down in front of the podium.

He acted so realistically, his fingertips were trembling, and his glasses had already slipped off the bridge of his nose, revealing his eyes with red circles.

I'm so sorry... this world.

He has tried his best to live on, not overwhelmed by poverty, not afraid of false accusations, loneliness and hardship, can't make him lower his high head.

The pale lips fluttered, as if to say something, and seemed to be trying to raise a final smile, and then those eyes closed with a half-revealed smile.

This closure is forever.

He left forever? The human world, his own students, and Crescent Moon Village... He and the village cadres worked together to build Crescent Moon Village so beautifully, but he could never see a better future.

"teacher!!!"

A passing student rushed in, reached out to shake him desperately, then sniffed and wailed loudly.

He cried so sadly that even the on-site staff couldn't help wiping away their tears.

Both performances were... so heartbreaking.

It was as if they had really witnessed a person's death.

"Pass."

The director let out a sigh of relief.

The "student" then stood up twitching, trying to wipe away his tears, he and the others behind him looked at each other, smiling tacitly at each other.

They are ready, hehe...

"Xiao Jiang, why are you still on the ground?" The director said with a smile.

The man was still lying on his side on the ground without moving.

In the next second, the director's expression changed drastically!

"Prop? Equipment group, did you prepare a blood pack just now?"

Several staff members asked each other, suddenly surprised: "No, this is..."

The next second, the lights dimmed abruptly as planned.

After that, the door opened, and a group of people happily barged in pushing the cake.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you..."

Lin He, who was pushing the cake at the front, trotted a few steps up to push him: "Hey buddy, are you up and eating cake?!"

He pushed it a few times, but the other person remained motionless. Following the shaking motion, his head slipped from the arm he was leaning on and hit the ground.

"...Autumn, Qiuqiu?"

"Qiuqiu?!"