shadow lover

The shooting continued. After we moved from the studio to the location, the pain became more and more obvious. I sat in the van holding my stomach. After they finished shooting a group, I got out of the car to change their makeup. Sen Miao’s street style is simple and casual but But without losing the elegance and sophistication of a professional woman, the person who is huddled in the car and looking out through the glass window, the deep dimples are particularly eye-catching when he smiles, and the corners of the eyes are stretched by the curved eyes, making me look straight My eyes stayed on her face for a long time, and I didn't look back until the photography assistant called me to touch up the makeup.

I got out of the car and trotted up to touch up her makeup. When I was putting on her powder, she looked at me with a look that I couldn’t explain. It was 09:30 in the evening after the five photo shoots, and I accompanied her in the bathroom. She and her friend took off makeup, and her bare face looked younger and fresher than after putting on makeup, maybe it was because I noticed it from my long-term attention. wipe clean.

I shook my head and said no, then turned my eyes away and said to the two of them: "Please go downstairs to choose the film, we can deliver it to your door, just leave the address to the retoucher before you leave, and the retoucher will contact you in a week The two contacted to inquire about the appropriate retouching, I wish you two a happy life."

After finishing work, I went back to the dressing room to sort things out, and then walked out of the photo studio to go home. When I was taking a taxi on the street, a car drove up from the right. Where are you going, do you want me to take you back?"

"Thank you, Mr. Fu. I'll take a taxi back by myself. I'm sorry to trouble you. Go slowly and be careful on the road."

"It's so late, it's not safe for you to go back by yourself, come up for a few minutes."

"No, thank you, Mr. Fu, for your kindness. The car is here. Please drive slowly on the road. Goodbye."

After my mother went to the nursing home for a period of time and gradually stabilized, I wondered if I should also put my own medical treatment on the agenda. Although I have no desire for life or death, I can't help but feel a little bit reluctant to let go of my mother's situation every time.One afternoon when I was free, I went to the hospital. The doctor said that I could choose either conservative treatment or surgery. I asked about the price of the two and chose conservative treatment. I said that it is better not to use imported drugs and domestic ones. Before I got up and left, the doctor He told me: "The medicine itself will have certain side effects. During the period of taking the medicine, you should keep a good mood. Don't be anxious to get angry, explosive and irritable. Take more vitamins in your diet and eat more soy products, fried and spicy food. Food fasting, usually to maintain enough sleep, must go to the hospital for reexamination every month." The doctor said that the best time for me to have surgery is before the cancer cells have spread, and he said that drug treatment is only for control and cannot be cured. It can be cured, but if the physical condition is maintained, it can last for five to ten years or even longer.

I went to prescribe the medicine with the medicine list, looked down at the text description on the medicine box, the number of times of taking and the number of pills, and put the medicine in the bag after reading it. When I walked to the door, a figure walked past me, Looking back, I saw her back, and I don't know why I, who only met Sen Miao at the time, firmly believed that the person was her.

I stood at the door of the hospital and didn't leave. When she came out, I met her by chance. She was holding medicine in her hand. When she was going down the stairs, I called her Fu Zong behind her. She didn't respond and continued walking down. I stepped forward and patted it lightly. People who were completely unprepared were shocked by my pat.

"Oh, it's you."

"Sorry, I scared you."

"no"

"Are you sick?"

"I've had a bad cold for the past few days, and my throat is sore. Come here and prescribe some medicine."

"Did the filming get blown by the wind that day?"

"It should be. After taking the medicine, you'll be fine in a few days. You've seen your illness. I'll take you back wherever you are going."

"No, I have to go back to the studio."

"Oh, that's right on the way, my car is over there."

"Really, you don't need Mr. Fu. I've called a car for a while and I'll be here. You're busy with your work. Take your time and see you later."

Because of the two polite refusals and the slightly submissive tone, Sen Miao felt that I resembled the person in her heart. Our relationship was actually misplaced later. When she faced that person, she chose to let go and pay attention to him silently. As for me, I seem to have a dispensable feeling, and that ungraspable floating feeling makes me feel wandering, unstable, and unreliable.

After Mo Han's family portrait was made, the dispatcher sent it to the address she had left before. A few days after the photo was delivered, Mo Han called me and asked me to go to the nursing home to see her mother.Because of Mo Han's concern for my mother, she took a lot of care of my mother for me, and I should thank her for that.

On Sunday, she came to pick me up to the nursing home. In the car, she was wearing big sunglasses and I couldn't see her eyes clearly. I didn't see her face until she took off her glasses when she was sitting in my mother's single room. Haggard, I asked her: "Did you not have a good rest recently, and you look so bad?"

"Well, I went on a temporary business trip and I didn't come back until early this morning."

"Then go back and rest"

"It's okay, I'll go back after seeing my aunt."

She stayed with her mother for a while before she got up and left. When I went out to see her off, she asked me: "Is it possible that caring will become the ultimate fetter? If it doesn't exist, we should put it down and only live for the living. "I think her friends persuaded her when she saw that she was depressed all day long and couldn't bear it, and cheered him up. It is difficult for a dead person to come back to life even if he misses it. The living people naturally have to fight for themselves and their fresh life. Live, these truths are indeed true, but it seems a bit unreasonable to force Mohan to digest and understand in a short time.

I didn't think of a reasonable excuse until she drove away. Whether she can come out depends on herself. Naturally, another person needs to appear to give her the strength to let go and the courage to start again.

One late night, I received a call from Mo Han, she vaguely called Anyang's name on the other end, I didn't answer many times, and then there was a sobbing sound from the other end of the radio wave, when she called me, I answered softly, she let I call her Mo Han, Mo Han, Mo Han.

"An'an, talk, I'm Mohan, Mohan who loves you, Anyang, Anyang, please talk to me, please."

"Have you been drinking?"

"An'an, I didn't drink or drink."

"Go to bed early, it's late, goodbye."

I don't know what Mohan's psychology is, she started to call me frequently at night, during the day she could still clearly tell that I was not that Anyang, but when the phone rang when night fell, I knew she must be again. It's confusing, the night alone is very lonely, will the night for two be shorter?

It was almost half a year later that I met Sen Miao again. At that time, I had already quit my job in a photo studio, and I took on scattered small jobs to make ends meet.

"Mr. Fu, hello, please sit down."

"Thanks for your hard work"

"Yes, please close your eyes."

"Where do you work now? Last time I went to the photo studio, your colleague said that you resigned."

"I don't have a work unit, I do it myself."

"Oh, do you want to start a company?"

"No, just accept some jobs to earn some living expenses."

"I have a friend who runs a beauty salon. Would you like to try it? I can talk about the treatment for you."

"Do not……"

"Every time I refuse someone's kindness, it's not being polite, but not flattering." She blurted out such a sentence before I refused, which made me a little bit surprised, and I changed my mind when I looked at the gloomy face in the mirror.

"Then thank you, Mr. Fu."

"Call me Sister Fu, Fu Zong Fu Zong sounds uncomfortable."

"Okay, Miss Fu, thank you."

On the recommendation of Sen Miao, I went to work in that beauty salon. Sen Miao and her friends often come here for maintenance, and they chat casually and make some jokes from time to time.I basically don’t talk and listen to them chatting and laughing. Occasionally I think it’s funny and I will laugh along with it. Just like this, I have contacted Sen Miao. I will call every Friday and ask her to come this Saturday or Sunday. If you don't come to the store, what things do you need to prepare in advance?