Euthanasia

Hotels in small towns are in worse condition than those in cities.Not to mention the small room, the bed sheets were used by the previous customer and have not been replaced.Liu Zhiwei asked someone to clean them again, and the two squatted in the laundry room of the hotel and watched the washing machine spin.

Liu Zhiwei was squatting, and Jon was sitting on the ground with a dryer behind him.

"...I really didn't expect it." Liu Zhiwei rested his chin on his arm, staring at the tumbling clothes in front of him, "I thought she would drive me away like before..."

"She loves you very much," Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei suppressed his excitement: "I really didn't expect her to accept..."

"You know, love is mutual, and hate is mutual." Jon said, "You never hated your parents, you love them, and one day they will understand you, and understanding and acceptance are not the same , but even if you don’t accept it, it doesn’t prevent you from continuing to love and understand each other.”

Liu Zhiwei turned his head to look at Jon behind him, his temples were pressed against his arms.

"It's like my parents didn't accept euthanasia, but they understood me, respected me, and walked with me through the final journey-I don't know if they were so happy to know that I was still alive, Shanna But they didn't collude with them."

"But you've also seen my father," Liu Zhiwei wiped his face, "He doesn't accept it at all, and he doesn't even want to listen to me."

"But you've already won half the battle, haven't you?"

"I don't know," Liu Zhiwei said sullenly, "When I was young, I always expected my parents to meet all your needs, but now I wonder if everything I did bothered them and brought them trouble. They satisfy me for granted, but I never know how they accomplish it and what kind of pressure they face. It’s like I told my mother about my sexuality, how much time it took her to understand, to force herself to accept, and how much time she spent I don't know how much time I have to think about how to get along with me. Just like today, she looks normal, but I don't know what she is thinking at all. This is unexpected and unacceptable to her. But when I told her I was gay, I put the pressure on her and forced it on her, which was unfair to her."

"Comeon (come here)." Jon reached out and hugged Liu Zhiwei.

"My father was angry because he couldn't bear the pressure. He didn't want to share the trouble I caused, so he simply shut me out," Liu Zhiwei said. "It's not that he doesn't love me. I used to write He taught me by hand, and my Chinese is always the first in the class, because he is the Chinese teacher. When he took me out, everyone would praise me for my good grades, even if I am bad at math... But now I bring The trouble and pressure I gave him was beyond his tolerance...I can't force him to bear it, I know how much this kind of pressure is. The conflict between him and my mother is mostly because of me..."

"Zeo, I have a somewhat different concept than yours," Jon said. "When I was an adult, my parents and I were separate individuals and families. They were a couple with their own lives. , there are feelings and companionship that I don't know, I can't get in between them. And for me, sexuality is a more personal thing, I don't even want to tell my parents... But anyway, when they know, they do eat Surprised, but so what? Just like my mother is also fishing for handsome guys in bars now, but I never persuade them to divorce. Marriage is just a matter of two people and has nothing to do with others. Only the family involves children. .And when I grow up, the role of the child disappears from the family. Whether I am gay or straight, my marriage and relationships are private matters. They cannot interfere with my personal space, and I don’t want to interfere with theirs. So Zeo , don't blame you for the conflicts in their relationship. If they think that there is no need to untie this relationship, then no matter what happens, they will not untie it. Do you understand? In this 'no matter what happens ’, including social factors, including their emotions, including their considerations of money, children, careers and everything else.”

Liu Zhiwei leaned his head on Jon's shoulder, listened to his words, and looked at the spinning washing machine in front of him.

"My mind is messed up, Jon," Liu Zhiwei admitted. "As you can see, my dad doesn't seem to love my mom anymore."

"I think both of them are responsible," Jon said. "Love is fresh, and no one's dopamine will last a lifetime. Everyone has countless objects in their lives. You can't control them, but the one you love the most There is only one person. Some people will always remind themselves of their responsibilities, and set the boundaries of heartbeat very high. Even if the other party attracts him, they will not take another step. But some people have low boundaries, and they are easy to express immediately You can call the former appreciation and the latter cheating. Their different behaviors towards the same psychology become a measure of loyalty and conscientiousness. Your mother has higher boundaries, or there are not many social opportunities, and Your father just had lower boundaries or more opportunities."

"I say your mother is also responsible because," Jon said, "love needs to be refreshed all the time. Keeping your lover fresh for yourself is the best way to keep that feeling. If your mother brings Your father has enough and lasting heartbeats, then the heartbeats brought to him by others will be nothing to measure. They are all good people, but good people may also live up to their promises in marriage Responsibility, acts of infidelity - from, Jon the Love Expert."

Liu Zhiwei was amused by Jon's last sentence.He looked up at Jon and said, "You have never been married, why do you know so well?"

Jon said, "You know why my father won't divorce my mother even though she's always out for drinks with handsome guys—even in places where marriage is more liberal?"

"why?"

"Because she loves my father deeply. She always gives my father the greatest freshness and allows herself to be in my father's heart the most times. The reason is that my father is also the person who makes her heart the most. I am very good at observing and learning from it. judge and learn."

Liu Zhiwei looked at the washing machine silently, thinking of Zhu Yuli who was sitting at home in pajamas year after year and doing housework.

Liu Zhiwei said: "I don't have the confidence to keep you in my heart."

"What are you talking about?" Jon said, "You are an actor, every new role of yours brings me back to you, you are the most fascinating person in my 30+ years of life!"

Liu Zhiwei blushed and said, "Then what if I don't become an actor anymore?"

"Zeo," Jon said, "I'm obsessed with you, not many people, not schizophrenic. Even if you're not an actor, you're still the one I love, always trying to improve, always chasing your dreams. "

The corners of Liu Zhiwei's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't speak any more.

After they'd watched the washing machine for a while, Jon said, "Maybe I'll be a writer when I retire."

"Write what?"

""China in My Eyes"."

"What about the content?"

"Crab meat stew, braised pork, mapo tofu, spicy crayfish..."

Liu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing.

"And 'Liu Zhiwei'." Jon said.

After the washing machine was dehydrated, Liu Zhiwei got up and took out the bed sheet and quilt cover inside, and stuffed it into the dryer again.

"Let's go, it's going to be very hot here. There are food stalls in our town at night. I'll treat you to a skewer."

Jon cheered, leaned on his crutches and was supported by Liu Zhiwei into the car.

When they came back from eating food stalls, the night was already dark, and the sheets and quilts in the dryer had cooled down. Liu Zhiwei sent Jon into the room first, and went to get the dried things by himself.

When he stuffed all the fabrics into a large basket, the phone vibrated suddenly, and an email jumped out.

Liu Zhiwei put down the basket and turned on the phone.

[Liu Zhi, I want to talk to you.We can correct the news that you were a stand-in back then and make it public. It would be a pity to miss the film "Death Knight" by Liszt. We can act together.If you are interested, just give me a call. ]

The sender is Liu Yi.

Liu Zhiwei squeezed the phone for a while, and then he replied in a businesslike manner:

[For work matters, please contact my agent Xu Ting.

Liu Zhiwei

Williams Studio]

Then he blankly copied a copy to Xu Ting, picked up the basket and went upstairs.

Xu Ting, who was drinking in an all-night restaurant, received the email forwarded by Liu Zhiwei, and saw that line of writing with just a glance.Across from him sat a slovenly man, smoking one cigarette after another.

The whole restaurant is very dark, it is a smoking area, and each seat is partitioned, which is a good place for conversation.

Xu Ting poured wine on the other side again, and said, "Director Li, we've had a few drinks too. Ming people don't say dark words. It's a grown-up to find Zhiwei before the news of your movie is released." We are in love, but before the film "Broken Style" is figured out, we can't just agree to it."

The man had an unshaven face and a baseball cap on his head, dressed like a director.As long as people in the industry see his hat, they can recognize who he is - the famous director Li Jiang.

Li Jiang exhaled smoke, and there were deep and uneven wrinkles between his two thick eyebrows.He said: "I know what you want to say. But I'm just a director with no background. I can't talk about things that I couldn't say back then, and I can't talk about it now."

"It's different now than it was back then." Xu Ting said.

"It's not much different to me," Li Jiang said, leaning forward slightly. "The only difference is Liu Zhiwei. I dare to invite him now."

Xu Ting put his elbows on the armrest of the chair and looked at Li Jiang.

"Now he has a background, and he can't be squeezed out easily by random people," Li Jiang said, "I have a role that must be him. In order to wait until this day, I have delayed this movie for eight years."

Xu Ting paused for a while: "Zhiwei's schedule for this year is already full, and that's what he said, Zhiwei won't be able to cooperate with you until the "Broken Style" matter is dealt with."

"I don't mind waiting another year," Li Jiang shook the soot on his hand, ""Assassin 2" will be released in October, as long as he doesn't have any serious problems, I can use him."

Xu Ting let out a breath, and put his hands on the table: "Director Li, don't you have any evidence in your hand that can prove that he participated in "Broken Style" back then?"

Li Jiang took a puff of cigarette and exhaled the smoke slowly, blurring his face: "As I said, I'm just a director with no background. I just want to make movies, nothing else."

Liu Zhiwei spread out the sheets and pillowcases, patted the bed and said to Jon who was sitting on the sofa: "Come on, it's time to sleep."

After Jon moved himself to the edge of the bed, he lifted his leg again. "Zeo, do you think they're raised higher?"

Liu Zhiwei came to his side and used his fingers to measure the height he could lift, and said happily: "That's right, it's higher."

"I really didn't expect this day to come." Jon said with emotion, and fell on the bed with his hands open, his arms extending beyond the sides of the bed.

Liu Zhiwei unbuttoned his shirt and said, "In the future, you can still see the day when you throw away your crutches."

Jon stared at Liu Zhiwei intently until Liu Zhiwei unbuttoned his belly, revealing the sleeveless vest inside.Liu Zhiwei suddenly stopped and looked at him strangely: "What are you looking at?"

"Can you untie the belt in my face?" Jon said.

Liu Zhiwei blushed, and pressed the pillow aside to Jon's face, then quickly untied his belt and climbed onto the bed.

Jon smiled and hugged Liu Zhiwei's shoulders, threw away the pillow on his face, pulled back the quilt and said happily, "Hey! You are wearing Boss Crab's underwear!"

"..." Liu Zhiwei pushed down the quilt.

Jon turned sideways to face Liu Zhiwei, and said softly: "I am very happy to meet your family."

Liu Zhiwei looked at Jon.

"We're saying goodbye to them tomorrow, aren't we?"

"Do you want to say goodbye to them?" Liu Zhiwei asked.

"Of course," Jon pulled the box out of his pocket, "haven't given this necklace to your mother yet."

Liu Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly shifted from the box to Jon's face: "Hey, do you remember what I said before if you can recover well?"

Jon had almost forgotten about it, but he suddenly remembered it when Liu Zhiwei reminded him: "What... skydiving?!"

The corners of Liu Zhiwei's mouth curled up: "Do you mind adding one more person to the itinerary?"

Jon blinked: "You want to bring your mother?"

"She has always wanted to go abroad to play, but never had the opportunity," Liu Zhiwei said. "I think she has stayed in the same place for too long. I want her to see the outside world with her own eyes."

Jon said: "I remember that you and Lu Yi have already bought air tickets."

"So we have to buy it again," Liu Zhiwei said, "as long as you agree."

"I'm welcome!" said Jon, "as long as she doesn't interfere with us sharing a room."

Liu Zhiwei thought that Jon didn't notice Zhu Yuli's objection at that time, but he didn't expect that he fully understood and remembered it until now.Liu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, and said, "You need to give her some space and time to deceive herself."

"OK, I gave it." Jon easily credited his generosity, as easily as swiping his credit card.