"Jia Shu, Jia Shu, what should I do, what should I do, doctor, please, save my Jia Shu, please..."

Who could have thought that a mouthful of phlegm could kill him.

A mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in my throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it, and then coughed dullly, suffocating until the whole face was swollen into purple. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't make any movements. In this way, he was firmly imprisoned in place, the depths of his soul had fallen apart, but the real life was calm.

That kind of despair, slowly suffocating, pinched his throat tightly.

At that moment, he wanted to die, thought of giving up, and thought that it would be the best choice to end this way. It was as if Ryan Stone took the initiative to turn off the oxygen and fell into suffocation bit by bit.

But, he didn't.

Even more frightening is that the doctor cut his throat, took out the thick sputum, completed the intubation, and saved his life. But he only felt that the shame was spread all over his body, like a dead fish with a red fruit. It was cut open on a cutting board, without dignity, and without pride. The throat was opened in this way, and the red fruit was exposed to the air. Among them, the mouth spit out unconsciously, and it covered his cheeks, but no one wiped him.

At that moment, he gave up the struggle.

Then, Heather appeared, and she stood beside the hospital bed like this, watching the Chu Jia tree like a dead fish, standing quietly, and smiling on her face, said, "Is it that way? Just give up like this? God, you are such a badass, you are so strict with me, but you are so relaxed with yourself."

He opened his mouth and tried to defend himself, but he couldn't make a sound. No matter how eager he was, he was still a dead fish who could not fight back.

Heather showed a big smile, seeming to be gloating, "I forgot, you can't talk anymore."

Involuntarily, he also chuckled slightly. Although the corners of his mouth could not be raised, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Same as me." Heather continued, and then the two people watched each other silently. The two souls who had lost control of their lives. At this moment, a conversation began. At the end of despair, quiet. And talked in relief.

Heather asked softly, "Hey, have you tried everything?"

He was stunned, stunned in a daze. Before he could prevent it, his eyes were already full of tears, and he slid down in embarrassment. The numb soul felt the pain again, the pain deep into the bone marrow, but he clearly reminded himself:

I'm alive.

Heather turned into Alex, Chu Jiashu turned into Ryan, the ward turned into a light box, the world quickly faded, the earth-shaking completely changed its appearance, and then the pain in the depths of the soul turned into huge energy. Resolutely and tenaciously re-supported the backbone.

"Ka!" Alfonso's voice resounded over the studio again, "Perfect! Perfect! God, this scene is really perfect! That's it, what I want is this effect! It's wonderful! God!"

The excitement and excitement continued to echo, but before the celebration sounded, a violent cough came, and Rooney's anxious voice rang, "Len Li, are you okay? God! Water, water, hurry up."

Lan Li knelt on his knees, supported with both hands, coughing embarrassedly and embarrassedly. The violent cough was overwhelming in his chest, almost coughing out his lungs, coughing and coughing, he began to nausea, a burst of stomach acid. Coming up, he vomited violently, but his stomach was empty without eating for a whole day, and he couldn't vomit anything. In the end, he could only vomit a little acidic water.

"Cough cough, cough cough."

Lan Li only felt that his entire soul was burning. He raised his right hand and tried to dissuade Rooney and signaled that he was okay, but the sharp pain was too turbulent, and his entire mind was overwhelmed in an instant, and his right hand was just raised. The arm of his left hand became soft, and he almost hit the whole person. In the end, he could only support with his right hand again.

Coughing still can't stop, coughing and coughing, hot tears flowed out, and then lay down on the ground embarrassed, the whole person curled up, like a cooked shrimp, the internal organs were burning. The extreme pain caused the skin all over his body to become hot.

Finally, the world was quiet again, the breathable lungs finally calmed down, and the painful brain that lost his intuition slowly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and through the blurred vision, he saw what was in front of him. One by one, Rooney, Nathan, Alfonso, Emmanuel...

A large group of people stood busily and stretched out on top of each other. Slowly, Lan Li closed his eyes tiredly, and the corners of his mouth rose up, and said softly, "Everyone is gathered here. To the fresh air."

Everyone exchanged their sights, dumbfoundingly, and looked at each other. In the end, Rooney was the first one to not hold back. She chuckled and laughed, and then everyone laughed.

Lan Li opened his eyes again and looked at Alfonso, "So, what is the effect of the completion just now? If the effect is still not as expected, I think I need to take a rest for the night, and I will start shooting again tomorrow. I don’t have it now. I’ll continue filming any more physically, sorry.

Suddenly, Alfonso stood there and cried bitterly, tears streaming down without warning.

Lan Li frowned slightly and said in surprise, "God, is it that bad? When I acted, it didn't feel so bad, Rooney?"

Rooney's eyes were warm, but she still raised her mouth firmly, "God testify, your performance is really wonderful. You make me feel jealous." Fingertips began to tremble slightly. , Leaking her inner urge, she curled up her fingers in a panic and clenched them into a fist.

Alfonso was like a lost child, crying sullenly, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and finally recovered his voice, "Sorry, Lan Li, God, what the **** did I do. Lan Li" , I'm sorry. The scene just now was perfect, absolutely perfect, no faults can be found, God, how did you do it, I love you, I really love you miserably."

"Thank you, this is the best compliment. Then I think, does this mean that I can take a good rest today?" Lan Li's voice was weak and exhausted, and only he could feel it. That kind of tiredness revealed in the depths of his soul, in a short scene, he has experienced the length of a lifetime.

Subconsciously, Lan Li raised his head and scanned the surroundings carefully, trying to find Heather, but found nothing. Unexpectedly, he saw the figure of Ryan's brother, with a baby in his arms, watching with a smile on his face. Hold him. He glanced over, he didn't pay attention at first, so he jumped over, and then realized it, then looked back, but he couldn't find the figure again.

Lan Li was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes heavily, and exhaled a long breath, his turbulent mood calmed down, and with the help of Nathan, he sat up, and his state had gradually recovered. , The body is not too problematic, but the spirit is still endlessly tired.

His gaze fell on Emmanuel, "Are those shots effective?"

Emmanuel was stunned, then made an "ok" gesture, thought about it, and added, "...thank you." There were other words in his mind, but it was this sentence that he blurted out. Don't know the reason.

Lan Li chuckled lightly, "My pleasure."

After speaking, Lan Li slowly left the light box with the help of Nathan.

Roy was already leaning on a wheelchair and waiting outside, which made Lan Li burst into laughter, "God, logically speaking, I should refuse; but today I still reluctantly accepted it. Everyone, Nostalgic photos are not allowed."

A joking little humor made everyone laugh. The haze and shock just now seemed to have disappeared, and Lan Li returned to normal again, and there was no trace of any negative effects, which caused the staff to all. After falling apart, Rooney was the only one left in the light box, watching the back of Lan Li leaving.

As an actor, Rooney can capture the delicate look of Lan Li's eyes. For a long time, Lan Li has concealed it well, but in a state of exhaustion, there is still a crack in the perfect mask~lightnovelpub.net~ She can faintly detect a touch of sadness, a lingering sadness , Resonated with Ryan Stone's soul.

Involuntarily, Rooney remembered the Oscar night again and the song "Another Light".

Today's filming is over, and the entire crew has begun to call for work one after another, but Rooney's eyes can never leave Lan Li, can't leave the lonely and lonely back.

After the dinner, Lan Li was inadvertently lost in sight. Perhaps Lan Li should have gone back to rest early. After all, all his physical energy has been consumed all day today, and he really needs a rest.

Rooney picked up the script again, not to prepare for the filming, but to meticulously recall today’s scene. She felt a lot of emotions. She could not help but recall the look in Lan Li’s eyes, the gentle and sad touch. , Gave Ryan Stone a different living soul, and she wanted to read it more carefully.

But her thoughts were full of all kinds of distracting thoughts, and she couldn't calm down at all. In desperation, Rooney could only put down the script and left the indoor space, wanting to breathe some fresh air.

Walking aimlessly in the photography base, she unknowingly came to the side of the photography base near the forest. The cold air mixed with the refreshing water vapor of the trees rushed towards her face. Under the watery moonlight, she Seeing the figure sitting cross-legged on the grass, the gentle moonlight fell lightly and softly on his shoulders, and the coldness became warm.

He held a guitar on his knees and fiddled with it unconsciously. The clever musical notes were dancing like elf in the moonlight.

Rooney's footsteps just stayed in place, without stepping forward.

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