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After listening to Song Shihe's words, Darcy did not speak up immediately, but only bent his bright eyes like a bright moon, smiled for a long time, and looked at Song Shihe expectantly, as if waiting for his next words.

But Song Shihe didn't know if it was because he was worried that his associations were too redundant, so he stopped suddenly, his eyes dodged, and he stretched out his hand to the wine glass. Obviously he didn't really want to drink, but drank it as if to relieve something. gulp.So Darcy couldn't help asking after he finished a sip of wine, "Mr. Song watched our performance again, what did you think of?"

Song Shihe was silent for a while while touching the wine glass, and said with a little heaviness: "...This performance reminds me of the simultaneous existence of heaven and hell that must be faced and accepted in life."

Darcy nodded slightly, looked at him with a smile, affirmed his understanding, and gave him the courage to continue talking.

Song Shihe shook the red wine glass, stared closely at the undulating red waves in the wine glass, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is to myself or to others, I always seem to be unacceptable to me in the past, or in fact until now. Stains." At this point, Song Shihe smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "I can't accept it, and I still have some self-beautification. In fact, the fact is that I face these things with an evasive attitude. I am always very persistent and only want The side that is pure and flawless, so once I find any blackness, I will run away until there is only a clean side.” Song Shihe paused, and then said: “This is the case with art, and it is the same with literature. Even dealing with feelings..."

Because of his obsessive pursuit of the beautiful side, when the glass ball of the dream shattered and let him see the reality through the gaps between the fragments, even if it might be an illusion, he still could not accept the stains The art of the stained self cannot accept a stained relationship.

"Every time someone mentions those smudges, I am extremely resistant but I can't find a way to stop them, so I can only lose my temper and reject everything related to that smudge."

But life is not like this. Every aspect of life cannot be very beautiful. Even if you are fully prepared, or your own mind is extremely beautiful, there will always be some surprises in reality, man-made and natural.

Song Shihe said: "But later I found out that this is actually something that is unavoidable for every living person, even the natural world. For example, Darcy, as an actor, there is a sense of contradiction in and out of the play no matter before or now. The conflict between Veronica's appearance and soul in Beautiful Soul, as well as the vast, refreshing sea, and the terrifying and destructive tsunami, everything gives a little bit of "life is the coexistence of heaven and hell" prove."

"That is to say, there is no heaven without hell. If you don't accept the existence of hell, you can't really reach heaven." Song Shihe stared at Darcy closely and said, "As you said, this may be the real arrival, but Not just a way to the heavenly path."

Song Shihe finished his last sip of wine, put down his glass and said: "Accepting everything in yourself and with your lover is the real way to make your soul complete. Life is always full of contradictions, but it is also because of contradictions that life is the only way to achieve completeness." It is a symbol of being able to think and exist as a human being. Maybe it was because I didn’t understand this truth that I was always trapped in the past.”

The heavy topic was broken by a burst of pleasant laughter after Song Shihe finished speaking.

"Haha, that's true! As expected of Mr. Song!" Darcy exclaimed. "You're right. In fact, our crew's "Beautiful Soul" really wants to express not only the passing of the appearance and the immortality of the soul, but also "the fusion of hell and heaven is the meaning of life"!"

"I'm glad you really understood the play "A Beautiful Soul"! This is a great affirmation for our shecan theater troupe." After saying that, Darcy drank a glass of wine very happily.

In order not to make the atmosphere at the table heavy, Darcy said again: "But I never thought that Mr. Song would appreciate my speech as a way of venting so carefully!"

Song Shihe's face relaxed a little when he heard the words, "haha", and said, "Although he said he was venting, there is actually a lot of sweat and sadness hidden inside."

"Well, fortunately, the last effort paid off!" Darcy said very cheerfully.

"Have another drink? Let's celebrate your performance once again." Song Shihe raised his glass and said with a smile.

"Okay!"

At the end of the dinner, Song Shihe wiped his mouth after placing the knife and fork in parallel, and said again very sincerely: "Your performance and speech on the stage really made me think about something, thank you."

"I'm also very happy to be affirmed by Mr. Song." Speaking of this, Darcy suddenly remembered something, and said, "Say, Mr. Song, is he thinking about starting to write poetry recently? Next year will be the tenth anniversary of our shecan troupe. If If possible, I wonder if Mr. Song is willing to write a script for our troupe? Our crew has thought about this kind of thing carefully, and we still hope that it can be written by someone who has witnessed our growth and truly understands us!"

Song Shihe just wanted to agree, but he remembered his own shortcomings, so the words he said changed from good to "But after all, I seldom write scripts, so I don't know if I can write well. The performance of the troupe's tenth anniversary is very important. It might be safer to give it to a playwright."

Darcy, who has always been talkative, suddenly fell silent after hearing Song Shihe's words.

Song Shihe looked at her with some doubts, Darcy hesitated for a while, and asked: "Mr. Song, can I ask a somewhat impolite question?"

"Huh?" Song Shihe came to his senses, smiled and said, "It's okay, you can ask."

Darcy hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, I'm just curious. Mr. Song, you used to be very confident, but now you seem a little less confident..." Even though the expression on Song Shihe's face did not change, Darcy It seemed that he felt that he was really rude, so he immediately shut his mouth. "Sorry, nothing."

Song Shihe smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said: "It doesn't matter. In fact, I also feel that in these years, the confidence I accumulated before seems to be losing a little bit. I used to accept invitations from all over the world to attend lectures. No matter how big the venue is, , no matter how many people there are, I seem to be able to face it well, but then I suddenly found that even in front of a dozen people, I can't complete a speech naturally and completely, because I always feel that there are people in the audience is blaming me, and I'm pretty bummed about it too..."

Song Shihe's eyes darkened, "But... I can't seem to find a way to solve it."

"I practiced in front of the mirror and participated in some writing competitions to strengthen my confidence, but none of them seemed to completely solve my lack of confidence..."

Song Shihe twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "...I seem to have become a timid and not outstanding person just like that." When he said this, there was deep helplessness hidden in his smile, his eyes There is also a trace of tears in it.