Chapter 11 The Gloomy Director
Su Qingyu has seen and acted many life-and-death farewells.
In reality, in scripts, many people with incurable diseases will not tell their relatives and loved ones, perhaps because they do not want to worry them and let them live a more carefree and happy life.
Most of them are from the standpoint of their relatives.
He didn't know if Xu Yunhan didn't tell Xu Rongjia for this reason.
Xu Rongjia collapsed after seeing Xu Yunhan's body while holding the trophy.
He later made a movie about the relationship between father and son in their country, which was different from his usual style of movies.
It was a thought-provoking movie, and it was pretty good for a movie of the year, but it didn't do well at the box office compared to Hui's own movies.
The reporter asked him: "Some people say that you did not shoot this movie well enough. What do you think?"
Xu Rongjia's old eyes stared at a certain place, "It's just not good enough. I don't deserve it."
That was Xu Rongjia's last film. Since then, he has withdrawn from the industry and has never made another film.
If they had a good relationship before Xu Yunhan's death, and he had taken care of Xu Yunhan and treated him better, he should not have collapsed so much.
It happened to be that time, when their relationship was at its most frozen, when he finally understood Xu Yunhan and broke the ice with his recognition and pride.
Many people put themselves in the shoes of their loved ones and do not tell them about their terminal illness. The result may be that their family members will be devastated when they die, and they will regret for the rest of their lives that they did not do something well at that time, which will become a lifelong regret.
That's not a good ending, especially for Xu Rongjia.
The same goes for Xu Yunhan.
He died when he was most alone, when he was most confused, with no one around him.
Since Xu Yunhan didn't plan to tell Xu Rongjia about his stomach cancer, Su Qingyu didn't plan to tell either, but he couldn't "die" with this knot in his mind.
What's more, Su Qingyu really needs Xu Rongjia's help.
This was one of the reasons why he came to see Xu Rongjia this time.
"Okay..." Xu Rongjia said hoarsely, stood up and said, "Okay, tell me, what kind of help do you want?"
Then, he thought about what happened on Weibo last night. He thought about Xu Yunhan's abnormality last night. Maybe he had a falling out with Ren Heming, and he was stimulated by Ren Heming's refusal to star in his movie.
What's so unusual about him coming home today? Let him help?
Su Qingyu said: "Come and help me make a movie."
"No...?" Xu Rongjia was stunned for a moment, "What? You want me to help you make a movie?"
Su Qingyu nodded.
He is an actor, and if he is asked to be a director in a movie, he is confident that he can do it.
But this movie is different. This is Xu Yunhan's last wish before his death, and it has won an award. He can't rely on it.
Asking Xu Rongjia to help him is a multi-purpose thing.
Su Qingyu said: "I have been suffering from stomach pain for the past two years, and I vomited blood a while ago. I checked online and thought that I had late-stage gastric cancer and that I would not live long. I avoided it for a while and went to the hospital for a detailed examination, only to find out that it was a gastric ulcer. "
"It's just a serious gastric ulcer and other stomach problems. The doctor strictly told me to take good care of my stomach. I can't eat well and I don't have enough energy. This is a very important movie for me, so I want to invite you to come. help me."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Xu Rongjia took a big step towards him, helplessly and sadly, "Why didn't you say anything?"
Su Qingyu: "Am I in need of a doctor or a chef? I am in need of a director to help me, so I'm here to tell you."
"Are you willing to help me? You definitely can't be an assistant director and be called a producer?"
How could Xu Rongjia be unwilling, "Give me the script and I will immediately coordinate the crew and pre-select the shooting location for you."
Su Qingyu was silent for a moment and said, "I'll bring it to you when I get back."
Xu Rongjia sat back again. At this moment, the two of them did not speak, and they were not as embarrassed and indifferent as before.
"I suspected that I had stomach cancer. When I first went to the hospital before I had a checkup, the doctor listened to my description. Although he didn't say anything, I could tell that he also thought I had stomach cancer." Su Qingyu spoke slowly in silence, "Waiting for the checkup report. When I faced death, I suddenly figured out a lot of things."
This can be regarded as an explanation for the abnormality on his Weibo, and it also foreshadows what will happen next and what will happen in the future.
"I will no longer blindly like Ren Heming."
Xu Rongjia didn't expect such a development today. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
Su Qingyu continued: "There are still many things I want to know and I don't want to die with regrets. For example, when I was a child, Lin Kongmeng said that my mother was an 18th-tier actor who failed to crawl out of bed. Is that true?"
Su Qingyu once thought about whether it would have been different if Xu Yunhan had his mother by his side when he was very young, and if he had a safe father who belonged to him when he was growing up.
Is it possible that the second time he saw Ren Heming, who had pulled him out when he was a child, he would have chosen directing without hesitation, like grabbing the only ladder to climb out, and climbed into the pit to kill himself without looking back? sinkhole.
There is a knot in Xu Yunhan's heart. The knot may be named Ren Heming, but one of the ropes in it must be a relative, a father or a mother.
This was one of the reasons why he came to Xu Rongjia.
Xu Rongjia was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "Of course not! She actually told you that?"
He sat in silence on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he said: "Your mother is not an 18th-line actress, and she will never be able to climb into bed. She is the best in the world." Man, we are childhood sweethearts and have liked each other for more than ten years.”
This was the first time that he told Xu Yunhan about his mother in detail.
Xu Yunhan's mother's name is Han Xing, and Xu Rongjia can't remember when he fell in love with her.
She was originally the sister next door whom he protected, but later she naturally became his favorite girlfriend, and then she became his only wife in his life.
That girl had been in poor health since she was a child, her immunity was low, and she was thin and small. He took her to school and protected her behind him. Ichigo's life was short.
He initially came to City A because the medical conditions here were good and it was convenient for her to see a doctor.
She always suffered from major and minor illnesses, including adult Still's disease. In the small city in their hometown, many doctors had no experience in treating it.
Later she became pregnant and kept it secret from him.
She had never met the child, but she had decided to give birth to him regardless of her health.
In the end, there was no happy ending.
Xu Yunhan was born prematurely and was born with poor constitution and weak body, and also had some personality problems.
Xu Rongjia lost his beloved wife and his heart was broken. Looking at this thin child, he felt sad and at a loss.
At first he didn't know how to face all this, so he could only bury his head in making money.
Back then, they had had enough to eat and had no money to see a doctor. At least they couldn't let this frail child go through all this again. At the same time, working hard to make money through filming could also allow him to temporarily forget the pain of his wife's death.
Xu Rongjia didn't tell Xu Yunhan more about his mother because he was afraid that he, who had been autistic since childhood, would think too much and think it was because of his mother that he died.
He never asked, and he never said anything.
"There are indeed people who crawl into bed over the years, but your mother is definitely not that kind of person. She is quiet and shy with a bit of naive romanticism."
"There are also some people with suitable status who have mentioned that they want to date me on the premise of marriage, but I have refused. On the one hand, it is because after having your mother, I feel that I no longer need anyone else, and on the other hand..."
Xu Rongjia lowered his head and said hoarsely: "You were like that back then. No matter how good a person you seem, I don't know if you will be bullied."
The aunt at home is still busy in the kitchen, and the aroma of the food wafts to the living room, adding some fireworks to the cold space that has not been turned on for a long time.
The person leaning on the sofa tightened his thin lips and said, "You are very good to Lin Kongmeng. You really want a child like her."
Xu Rongjia hurriedly explained, "I treat her well because she was the one who pulled you out of the room. Every time I take her home to accompany you, of course I treat her better than other young actors."
"We have to choose an actor anyway, and her acting skills are also good. Why not give her more opportunities, so that I can take her home to play with you more."
Back then, Xu Rongjia didn't see what was going on in the room. He only saw Lin Kongmeng and Ren Heming pulling Xu Yunhan out of the room. Later, when Ren Heming came home for some reason, he often brought Lin Kongmeng to his home to play and gave her more opportunities. .
"Your mother is my favorite woman. She loves you very much and gave birth to you regardless of her frailty. You are the child she left to me. I also..."
He looked at his sickly and pale son on the sofa and sat awkwardly next to him.
His son's changes and stomach problems also gave him courage. He raised his hand several times and finally took his son's hand. Those words finally came out of his stern and stubborn mouth.
"You are my most important relative in the world, and I love you very much. No matter you are sick, autistic, stubborn, or on the wrong track, you are our precious child. We all hope that you will be healthy and happy." Stay alive."
Fengdu Prefecture is located in Fengduluo Mountain, where the gloomy air lingers all year round and the sky is dim and the earth is dark.
In the Niuma Mansion area of Fengdu Luo Mountain, a row of fierce ghosts were making noise and crying.
In the Fengdu underworld, Wuchang Hall is responsible for bringing ghosts to the underworld, and then handing them over to the Niutou Horsemian family for registration and numbering.
The Wu Chang in the Palace of Impermanence not only have to pick up the souls of the dead who died normally, but also capture evil ghosts who have done evil in the world of the world. Therefore, they are all sinister and ruthless. No matter how resentful the ghosts are, they dare not speak out again after being taught a lesson by them. However, When they arrived at Niu Ma Mansion, they couldn't control their resentment as soon as they left Black and White Wuchang.
I don’t know who stepped on whose head, or what happened, but these ferocious ghosts with no eyes or tongue started to quarrel.
A tear fell on the yellow registration paper.
The scene was quiet for a while.
Sitting in front of them to register them was an unusually thin and pale ghost servant. Sitting behind a large black locust wood table, he was as thin as paper, thin and gloomy.
He lowered his head, tears falling one by one from his thin and pale chin, and his whole body was shaking from crying.
It was like a child who had always been quiet and sensible, who never cried or grabbed, cried for the first time, and finally cried out all the grievances buried deep in his heart.
The row of fierce ghosts slowly became quiet, looking at the ghosts crying for no reason in silence.
Ghosts who have experienced death can better understand the weight of tears and cherish the joys and sorrows that still belong to humans.
The sharp ghost with a serious and terrifying face at the front stretched out his hand to pat Guizha's shoulder. When he was about to touch him, he suddenly remembered that his hand was broken.
He touched the thin guy's head with his handless wrist and said, "Don't worry, take your time."
Gui almost nodded and responded with a choked "Yeah".
He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, but more tears still overflowed from his peach eyes. He cried harder and harder, and he couldn't stop trembling even though his fingers clenched the pen tightly.
A row of ghosts waited quietly for him to finish crying, and a floral paper handkerchief sent by an unknown ghost on the locust wood table stood there quietly.