On the bone

Grandma is gone.

Xia Pei didn't seem to understand, and turned to look at Cheng Xinhai who was holding his shoulders with a blank face.

The other party opened and closed his mouth, talking to the doctor in front of him, Xia Pei broke free from Cheng Xinhai's hand, turned around and walked towards the exit of the corridor, and Cheng Xinhai went to grab his arm and pulled him back.

Xia Pei pushed him, his arms fluttering in the air, not letting the other party touch him: "What are you doing, Cheng Xinhai?! Don't catch me, I haven't got the bowls and chopsticks yet, grandma is waiting for me to serve her rice at home, so put it there It's on the table, I haven't taken it yet!!..."

Xia Pei seldom yelled loudly, with a soft and thin voice, even if he was angry, he would only lower his voice, or not speak at all, but at this moment he yelled hysterically, echoing in the emergency ward.

Cheng Xinhai refused to let him go, and pulled him to his side. Xia Pei didn't yell out of control anymore, but struggled very hard, and wrestled with Cheng Xinhai. The two of them rubbed each other like they were fighting hand-to-hand, and the cloth rustled. There was a dull sound, and the doctors and nurses passing by stopped to look here, and the young doctor who had talked with them put his hands in his pockets and waited silently.

Xu Shi exhausted his strength, and Xia Pei's movements slowed down significantly. In the end, he was softly supported by Cheng Xinhai's waist to stand firm. His neck seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and his head hung on Cheng Xinhai's shoulder.

"Let's go see grandma, shall we?"

The voice was so soft that only exhalation was left. Even so, Xia Pei seemed to hear some sharp and harsh noise, and his whole body shook violently. After a long time, he nodded.

Intentionally went to see the doctor, with a slightly apologetic look in his eyes.

The doctor shook his head nonchalantly, and brought the two of them into an ordinary ward, where they stood beside a bed against the wall.

Xia Pei couldn't see grandma clearly. There was only a large blur of white in front of his eyes. The bed was white, the sheets were white, even the walls, bed frame, IV stand, and special care chair were all white... He wiped his eyes hard. , or not, the tears poured out much faster than his movements, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hands, palms, and arms one after another, and someone handed him a pack of tissues, so he continued to wipe his tears with the tissues...

The rain outside was pattering, it was a big deal, but it couldn't stop, it just kept falling.

……

...

It was already midnight when he came out of the hospital. In the car, Xia Pei had been leaning against the window of the co-pilot, not moving, not crying or talking. He only shed tears in front of grandma. Even though his face was wet all the time, Cheng Xinhai didn't hear it. He cried without a sound.

In the evening, he received a call from Xia Pei, and he rushed to the hospital in a hurry. He thought that this crying boy would lose control and cry heart-piercingly, but it didn't. No excesses.

With a dull expression and unfocused eyes, other than that, it looks like an empty shell of a human being.

There is no catharsis, no emotional embarrassment, and this is what worries Cheng Xinhai the most.

Driving all the way home, he held Xia Pei's hand very tightly in his own, and Cheng Xinhai took him to the elevator, up the stairs, and when he came to the door of the house, he found that the door was not closed, and kept it ajar.

He stretched out his hand to push, but Xia Pei suddenly stepped in first, shook off Cheng Xinhai's hand, and closed the door with a bang.

Cheng Xinhai stood outside the door in astonishment, and heard a clear sound of locking the door.

Startled for a moment, he accidentally knocked on the door and called Xia Pei's name.

There was no movement in the room.

Knocking on the door turned into a vigorous knock on the door, and the cry also increased.

Just when Xinhai's brain was running rapidly, what should I do, there was a whimpering sound from inside the door, very close, as if someone was sitting on the ground at the door, the sound passed through objects, and entered the door without loss In the ear of the sea.

The crying became louder and louder, and a great sadness that could not be concealed and could not be restrained swept over, as if it was about to annihilate the small corridor.

Outside, Yi Xinhai pressed his forehead against the cold door, and his eyes gradually turned red.

……

When the director said this was OK, Ning Huiran didn't stand up, and kept Xia Pei sitting on the ground with his legs bent and his head in his knees. Pei Xiaoxiao touched his arm and handed him a tissue, but Ning Huiran didn't answer it.

This one only filmed him alone. The scene outside Mu Mingyi’s door was over two days ago, and it took less than ten minutes, but he spent two full days on his side. In addition to the crying scene in the hospital, it took a total of four days to shoot. Half.

After handing the script to Ye Fei, Mu Mingyi got up and walked towards Ning Huiran, and sat next to him.

Here, Pei Xiaoxiao pinched Yu Li fiercely with the end of her eyes, and snorted coldly, Ye Fei stepped forward to poke her, saying that she should not look for trouble.

"Who? I think he is..." Pei Xiaoxiao said, and stared at Yuli full of resentment, Ye Fei immediately stopped her: "Is it you who can shoot or the director?! You can't find it on Xiaoxianrou North? If you can’t make a good film, you have to keep filming. Good films are made like this! Don’t offend anyone..."

"It's not like this over and over again, but I'm going to be exhausted." Pei Xiaoxiao pouted.

"Did you die?" Ye Fei retorted: "Why are you worrying about this?! Didn't Brother Yi pass by?"

Following the direction in which Ye Fei raised his chin, Pei Xiaoxiao stared there for a while, then bumped Ye Fei with his shoulder, with a sly gleam in his eyes: "Hey, don't you think your brother Yi is very kind to our family? ?"

Rolling her eyes, Ye Fei didn't want to talk to her, turned around and walked away.

Although she disdains Pei Xiaoxiao's gossip and indecency, she has been with Mu Mingyi for a long time, and she has a clear mind. When she walks up to the boss, she points to the door without disturbing her, meaning can she get off work?

Mu Mingyi nodded in agreement.

Ye Fei is happy to call it a day.

As more and more people left, the studio gradually quieted down. After a while, Ning Huiran raised his head and saw that Mu Mingyi beside him didn't show any excessive expression, but just called out slowly. Voice, Brother Yi.

"You did a great job."

This evaluation is a new historical achievement, and it is the highest praise heard from Mu Mingyi's mouth, but Ning Huiran's response was mediocre. He was stunned for a while, coughed off the sticky stuff stuck in his throat, and spoke: " My eyes are about to go blind from crying, Brother Yi."

Rubbing his head, and rubbing Ning Huiran's shoulders, Mu Mingyi told him to get up and go to smoke with him.

As if he didn't understand, Ning Huiran was in a daze.

"Let's go." Mu Mingyi pulled him up.

Brother Yi has always disliked him smoking, the role needs to be devoted wholeheartedly, and he can't do what Xia Pei doesn't do, and he secretly smoked a few puffs because he saw Jiang Yuhan acting unhappy last time, and was found to be 'threatened', why? At this moment, he took the initiative to pull him to smoke again?

Ning Huiran couldn't move his head, he's been like this since the beginning of the play, in a daze, as if his buttocks are still sitting on the cold tile floor in front of grandma's house, his hands and feet are numb, and his waist is so sore...

I can't tell what kind of feeling it was like, my chest seemed to be pressed by something, Xia Pei's sadness, pain, sadness... These negative emotions did not disappear with the shooting, but accumulated excessively in the In my heart, I can't get rid of it no matter what.

The reason why Ning Huiran is like this can be attributed to Director Yu's unscrupulous tempering of him. The scenes of his grandmother's death are shrouded in a huge shadow of sadness. Yu Li always feels that his performance is not good enough and his emotions are not in place, so he does not I kept NGing, grinding, until the end of the scene, I didn't want to tell him any more, so I let him find a way to interpret the character by himself, and the pain was deeply rooted in his heart.

Yes, it must be so.

Ning Huiran dragged his heavy feet, thinking wearily while walking, and looked up again, there was no sign of Mu Mingyi.

Unknowingly, someone else was standing in an unused studio.

A deep blackness stretches in the field of vision, only a small square of light reveals the small entrance and exit.

You are so awesome, Ning Huiran, you lost Brother Yi!

With a slap in his heart, Ning Huiran threw himself into his waist without a temper, stood still and scratched his hair, and took a few steps forward tentatively. Seeing that it was an empty studio, he finally let out a breath, turned around and walked out.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm, and in a short while, he was dragged to the back of a small room in the shed for actors to rest while putting on makeup. His back was instantly cold, but his mouth was hot.

Mu Mingyi pressed him against the wall and kissed him.