Fierce raindrops beat on the windows, like a drum that urges people to wake up.

A flash of lightning swept through the dark night, Wu Huai sat up from the bed suddenly, the sweat on his forehead fell drippingly, crossed the bridge of his nose, and fell to his lips before he felt the corners of his mouth crack.

He had nightmares......

In the dream, he is still the ordinary-looking self, adhering to the firm belief that he will one day be able to become famous.

The hard work paid off, and finally he became famous at the age of forty.

But he still did not escape the tricks of fate, and on the way to the set, there was a car accident and the car was destroyed and people died.

Not only him, but also the agents, assistants, and drivers in the same industry were all spared......

is just like Wu Yunyuan in the play, his ending is already doomed, no matter how much he struggles, it will be useless, and even innocent people will be harmed.

Wu Huai got up and looked at the menacing thunderstorm outside the window, his heart turned a thousand times, and his thoughts were thousands.

If you could do it all over again yesterday, probably the vast majority of people would have made the same choice as the protagonist.

The result is a constant repetition of yesterday, and today becomes an illusion that will never come.

'I want to choke the throat of fate' is an attitude to life, but most of the time we can only accept reality, even if it is not so satisfactory.

Therefore, we can only cherish every minute and every second with the people we care about the most, because at any time, the person you once regarded as the most important will always leave you at an unexpected moment.

At that time, no matter how much you sink into the past, no matter how painful and desperate you are, it will not help.

Wu Huai let out a long sigh, and the raindrops crackled on the slightly swaying glass window, reflecting a long and dark figure.

Therefore, the people and things that I don't want to mention and can't bear to think about...... Let him let go with his former self.

Untying his heart knot, Wu Huai was relieved, he wanted to lie down for a while, but he couldn't sleep.

took out his mobile phone, and Wu Huai opened the Wu Cunzhai fan forum on a whim.

The forum remained deserted...... Or only that familiar name - bamboo.

Wu Huai looked through her posting records, she would come to post a post of support and encouragement for Wu Huai almost every weekend, and it has not stopped for three years.

The most recent one was to ask about Wu Cunzhai's current situation, but no one replied to her......

Does any friend know about Wu Cunzhai's recent situation...... It's been a long time since I've heard from him, and I'm a little worried about —— bamboo

There is such a stranger who cares about himself and cares about himself, isn't this a person to cherish.

Wu Huai registered an account on the forum called "Qingshan" and replied to her post.

He's been working on a short film recently, and he should be able to see his work in the near future—— Aoyama

By the way, he has now changed his stage name to Wu Huai, thank you for your support. - Aoyama

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The summer rain has always been like this, it comes as it comes, and it goes as it goes.

At the first moment, the wind was howling, lightning and thunder, but the next moment it was a blue sky without a trace of clouds.

The crew, who thought they would be able to stop work today and rest for a day, had to reluctantly rush to the filming site.

Chen Chengquan, who was directing the arrangement on the spot, was in a good mood, because the filming progress was much faster than he expected.

The original planned shooting period was one month, but now it has only been two weeks, and most of the shooting has been completed!

And what I'm going to shoot today is the end of the story, that is, the scene after my son bought a badminton ball......

Wu Huai touched Yan Tao's head and asked with a smile: "How is it, Xiao Tao, won't the chain drop later?"

When the teenage child was so strong, he raised his head and said proudly: "Hmph, isn't it that Dad is going to hang up, I'm very sad...... What's so hard about that!"

The mother who was accompanying Yan Tao on the side couldn't help but cover her face, how do you feel that you are still very proud...... Go back and tell your dad to see if he doesn't kill you.

"Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji ......" Chen Chengquan laughed and comforted, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like a gloating.

Everyone laughed and chatted for a while, and the scene was ready.

The first scene is when his son goes to buy badminton, and Zheng Wei recalls the past clips.

The difficulty of this performance lies in how Wu Huai presents that state of reminiscence, in the close-up shot, the eyes and demeanor are very key points.

At the beginning of the performance, Wu Huai quickly entered the state......

He didn't like many actors, when performing this kind of scene, he used a slight frown and a solemn look in his eyes to create a look of remembrance.

He just wondered what time was.

If time is like a river, then this park is probably a rock standing in the middle of a river.

The water will split into two streams around the rock, and there will also be water flowing backwards in one circle before returning to its original track.

And he should be a fallen leaf riding the countercurrent and spinning in place.

But enough times to go back to the past, to turn around in the same place, but nothing has changed, such a sad memory, don't go through it a second time.

So he chose to move on, with grief and grief......

At the end of this scene, everyone at the scene applauded.

This feeling of reminiscence, without the slightest deliberateness, nor frowning, but it was displayed by Wu Huai like this, which is really amazing!

Taking advantage of Wu Huai's good condition, Chen Chengquan immediately started shooting the second shot.

"Wait, Dad...... You don't have to pinch it off!" In the camera, Yan Tao ran over tiredly, "You can smoke if you want......"

Before the performance began, Chen Chengquan asked Yan Tao to trot around the set, which seemed to be a little effective.

What's more important is that Yan Tao was originally a very clever little guy, and that tired state was very well displayed.

"What are you doing, angry?" Wu Huai asked while snuffing out his cigarette, he promised his son to quit smoking, but he secretly smoked behind his back, and now it's really bad, angry!

"No...... Daddy likes to smoke a lot, doesn't he? Smoke as much as you want. ”

Wu Huai was stunned, wondering why his son would agree to smoke by himself.

He looked at his son's face and was shocked to find that his son had become much haggard in just a few minutes.

"What's the matter, do you have a fever?" Wu Huai touched his son's forehead with a worried face, and felt the warmth of his palm, which was his tears......

Wu Huai was a little panicked now: "Hey, little man, what's wrong with you......"

"Dad, you won't understand...... It's okay if you don't understand......"

The son's voice became quieter and quieter, what a familiar word.

It took Wu Huai a long time to realize where his son came back, and at that moment he only felt a thunderbolt from the sky, if he hadn't felt his son's body temperature, he would have been unable to hold on.

It turned out that this time it was his turn......

He wanted to ask when and how he would die, but he couldn't.

He understands...... He knew what it was like to be desperate and helpless.

Watching the people you like and love die but can't do anything about it, compared to the people who have died, the one who is alive is the one who is piercing.

Saving again and again has been exchanged for more sad endings and more pain.

So...... Then say goodbye here, Wu Huai's eyes were full of tears, shining with a soft luster.

"Xiao Lei...... Dad understands, and knows that you did everything you could to save Daddy...... Dad understands. Wu Huai said softly.

The son burst into tears......

The autumn afternoon sun warmly shone on the earth, and it seemed that there were more light particles floating in the wind than usual, making everything appear to shine.

Here, there is a farewell of life and death.

Giving up the senseless struggle, we can only say it with tears.

I'm sorry, I love you......