You, teach me how to do things?

When the first ray of sunlight shines into the house in the morning, when the deepest night before dawn has disappeared.

Shu Yan finished his last painting in the dilapidated rented house.

He looked at the lingering roses and nightingales in the painting, and he remembered the discarded heart in Oscar Wilde's fairy tales.

The nightingale dyed the rose red with blood, and finally fell to the fate of being crushed by the wheel.

He seems to have dyed a rose red with blood, and he seems to have a lover who will never change until death.

He will definitely not live up to his love like the woman in the fairy tale or the man in the fairy tale. He will definitely be like a rose proudly on the branch, lingering with his true love until death.

But the person he loves does not exist in this world.

Shu Yan looked at his painting, a teardrop flowed from his eye socket.

If his lover does not exist in this world, then heaven, then hell, then the other side——

Shu Yan took down the painting, the wet paint stained his clothes, he carried the painting and walked to the window.

He had never felt such real sunlight, and the ghosts and ghosts that appeared in the hallucinations had nowhere to hide under the pure sun.

He seems to have been well loved by this world, and then abandoned severely.

But the world is beautiful, very beautiful.

Just not that person.

He is going to find that person.

Shu Yan sat on the window sill, turned his head up and fell down.

When he fell quickly, he saw half of the starry night that had not completely exited.

Then, he fell into an unreachable dream.

"Card! It's over!"

This was Xia Yuanling's first time during the entire filming.

People around applauded, and he closed his eyes amidst the applause.

Director Mi watched the filmed clips and played them back over and over again.

This is the Shu Yan he wanted, the extremely crazy, extremely poignant Shu Yan.

He deliberately isolated Xia Yuanling, tortured his spirit, belittled his personality, made him unable to get rid of the gloomy atmosphere from the beginning to the end, and immersed himself in the hallucinatory vision. This trick really worked.

He has always believed in one sentence, in the crew, the director is the person who should stand at the center most.The actor is just the food on the cutting board, the props, the costumes, the camera is just the work in his hands, and finally he cooks those primitive and rough foods into the most delicious dishes.

It's like he is now using various means to completely transform Xia Yuanling into the Shu Yan he imagined.

Director Mi kept replaying it, and he couldn't help praising it in his heart, it was so wonderful, the shot, the lighting, and the performance of the actors were all so perfect.With his more than 30 years of experience in the industry, this time, he will definitely be able to win the Best Director Award at the Shanhe Awards for "The Painted Demon".

No, not only domestic awards, but also to translate "The Painted Demon" into English and into actors from other countries.Art has no country, and people from other countries must also appreciate this style.Human aesthetics are interlinked.

Maybe he can be famous in film history with this work.

No, I'm not saying it's not necessarily possible, it's definitely possible.

Mi Dao was having a frantic dream, but Xia Yuanling was still lying on the air cushion and did not get off.

He seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

The applause that sounded a little harsh today was still ringing around in my ears.

But then besides the applause, he heard other voices.

"Your safety measure is only a rope!"

"Such a tall building! Your crew is crazy!"

"He almost fell on the air mattress!"

Then I felt a piercing pain, spreading from the chest to the limbs.

"Xia Yuanling! Xia Yuanling, wake up!"

"Irrelevant personnel are not allowed in, and we haven't taken any close-ups yet!"

"Security! Security! Hurry up and drive people away!"

"Xiaoxia!"

Xia Yuanling opened his eyes, and in his blurred vision, he saw Shang Chuan.

Is it a hallucination?

It should be.

Why did Mr. Shang come here?

But even if it was a hallucination, he hasn't seen Shang Chuan for a long time.

He really wanted to talk to Mr. Shang.

During this period of time, his life was so depressing.

But why—

Those annoying roses.

Don't grow on Mr. Shang's face.

Shang Chuan called An Qian to call 120, while he guarded Xia Yuanling to prevent others from approaching.

He didn't know if Xia Yuanling was injured. If he injured his ribs and internal organs, it's best to wait for the doctor to come and not move easily.

The ambulance arrived quickly, the doctor carried Xia Yuanling onto the stretcher, and Shang Chuan followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital.

An Qian was in the same car with him, and he didn't expect such a situation to happen.Xia Yuanling's position was a little off when he fell, and he didn't fall to the center of the safety air cushion.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything, he just put his palms together and prayed to the gods to bless him, that nothing happened to Xia Yuanling.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor quickly checked Xia Yuanling's body and checked all kinds of instruments. Fortunately, there was no problem.

It is estimated that the impact was very strong when it fell, but there is no damage to the body so far.

So Shang Chuan felt relieved, it seemed that it was all a false alarm.

"Then is he awake?"

Shang Chuan grabbed the nurse and asked.

The nurse glanced at Shang Chuan hesitantly: "We have checked his body and there is no problem, but——you can take him to see a psychiatrist."

During the examination just now, Xia Yuanling suddenly woke up.

The first time he saw the nurses and doctors, he struggled to get out of the hospital bed and shouted for them not to come near.

"We are examining you, you lie back quickly."

But Xia Yuanling turned a deaf ear to it, and just kept on guard against anyone who approached him.

"Don't come! Don't come!"

He screamed and squatted in a corner with his head in his arms. The nurses and doctors had nothing to do with him, they could only call his relatives to come and see the situation.

"That's the situation. You can see if he has been stimulated recently."

When the nurse said this, An Qian's heart went up to her throat.

He suddenly thought of all kinds of things that were not right.

In the end, he came to a fact that he himself was not too sure about.

"It seems that the director deliberately isolated Xiao Xia from the crew in order to make Shu Yan go crazy."

"What did you say?"

Shang Chuan couldn't hold back his anger for a moment, and went up and grabbed An Qian's collar.

Before An Qian could reply, Xia Yuanling ran over and hugged Shang Chuan's waist.

"Mr. Shang," Xia Yuanling hugged the most precious treasure in his treasury like a miser, and then rubbed Shang Chuan's back coquettishly, "Mr. Shang."

As soon as he spoke, Shang Chuan's anger disappeared without a trace.

Where did he want to get angry? Seeing Xia Yuanling like this, he only had love and affection in his heart.

"I'm here."

Shang Chuan let go and let go of An Qian. Realizing his gaffe, he quickly apologized to An Qian: "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive."

An Qian blamed himself for discovering these problems so late. It would be nice if he could find out earlier and take the person away earlier, "It's my fault, it's my negligence."

"You mentioned it to me a long time ago, and I didn't take it too seriously."

Both of them feel guilty about the past, but things have become like this.

Shang Chuan turned around, hugged Xia Yuanling, and gently rubbed his lover's hair.

The temperature of the palm gradually relaxed Xia Yuanling's nervousness.

He sat with Xia Yuanling in the emergency department at night for the whole night.

It was enough for Shang Chuan to be alone, so he asked An Qian to go back first, and took Xia Yuanling to see the psychiatrist tomorrow.If necessary, let An Qian take over his class tomorrow.

After An Qian left, he called Miss Mei again, saying that he might not be able to go to the company tomorrow.

Mei Shuhan was still busy with work, so she asked if there was anything wrong with Shang Chuan's father.

"It's not my dad, it's Xiao Xia." Shang Chuan rubbed Xia Yuanling's head. When Xia Yuanling heard him saying his name, he immediately raised his head and showed him a canine smile, "something happened to him."

Mei Shuhan pressed her temple, what's going on, Mr. Shang just had an accident, why did Xia Yuanling have another accident?

Shang Chuan couldn't have been an evil man, could he?

"I see, I'll take care of the company's affairs, and you take good care of Xiaoxia." After saying this, Mei Shuhan was worried about Shang Chuan, and added, "You can come to work whenever you want, and I will take care of things with you." Xiao Cheng will do it."

"um. Thank you."

"We've been friends for so many years, why don't you just stay up for a few nights, why are you being polite to me?"

At the beginning, it was Shang Chuan who overcame all opinions and made Mei Shuhan the art director of the company, and became the chief designer of Blue Heart Jewelry, and the first female chief.Usually, they fight each other, but now that Shang Chuan is in trouble, she has to help whatever she can.

"I try to get back to work as early as possible."

Shang Chuan focused on other things for too long, which aroused Xia Yuanling's dissatisfaction, and he tugged on Shang Chuan's clothes uncomfortably.

"I'll hang up first, Xiaoxia is looking for me."

"okay."

Shang Chuan hung up the phone, he looked down at Xia Yuanling: "What's wrong?"

Xia Yuanling pulled his head away.

How should he tell Shang Chuan that in the world he sees now, there are black swirls growing on the white ceiling, and the white lamp is the head of Medusa, and her hair is provocatively spitting snake letters at him, climbing the mountain tiger smoothly Climbing along the wall, as if to dye the entire corridor green.

His Mr. Shang sits in the center of the emerald green, his body covered with flowers.

One of the bright red roses grew out of Mr. Shang's eye socket, replacing the original eyeball.The thorny thorns are full of nutrients from the blood.

Xia Yuanling knew that these were not real.

All are hallucinations.

but--

Those terrifying creatures that were floating and did not belong to reality spoke.

They whispered into Xia Yuanling's ear.

Just as the devil lures humans with bright apples, thereby causing them to leave Paradise.

"Come on, come to our world."

"Our world has no pain, no death, no parting."

"Here is a haven of tranquility, with eternity—peace."

Obviously seeing the same weird scene, but Xia Yuanling didn't scream and panic like driving away the doctors and nurses just now.

He can't go.

Because he was still holding Shang Chuan's hand.