He could clearly feel every muscle in his body, the blood flowing under his skin, and the nerves that filled every corner of his body, but he was completely out of control, except for his eyeballs, no matter how much he struggled, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he resisted, he still didn't move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's as if the brain and body have been completely cut off.

He felt as if he was a package, tightly bound and impermeable, unable to even twist his neck, and then thrown directly into the lake.

The icy water of the lake began to drill down the pores, the temperature of the body began to drop little by little, the remaining air in the lungs began to disappear little by little, and the light around the vision began to dim little by little. The calm water of the lake, without any waves or undercurrents, could clearly feel the traces of the water gently sliding through his fingertips, but he could not move at all.

The lungs began to burn, and the brain began to freeze due to the lack of oxygen. Suddenly, he realized that he was paralyzed from a high position.

He can still feel the presence of the limbs of his body, but he can't control them to make any movements, he can still feel the call of his body's instincts/instincts, but he can't control the movement of any muscles, he can still feel the presence of the world, but he can only watch. This is not a joke.

No anger, no fear, no panic, no sadness, no pain...... There was no despair.

He just lay quietly in place, stunned. Time and space seem to have lost their meaning, he knows what it means, and he doesn't know what it means. The chaos and confusion of that moment made him lose the ability to react.

Lan Li originally thought that the memories had become blurred, and that was already a matter of the previous life.

After ten years in a hospital bed, he has long been accustomed to that state, as if his soul is bound in a fist-sized Rubik's cube, no matter how he struggles, his world is only so big, and the only way to enjoy freedom is to put wings on his mind and soar freely through movies. This has become the norm of life.

But when I reawaken my memory, the details in my mind resurface, vivid, vivid, and colorful, as if I had never forgotten or really gotten used to it. The kind of blank blankness, the kind of stunned at a loss, the kind of stunned that has not landed, is still so real.

Lan Li's eyes widened, looking straight ahead, there were only large patches of white in his sight, spreading from every corner, slowly surging over, eating away at every inch of space around him, and even devouring his body, fingers, feet, wrists, ankles...... The process was incredibly slow but unstoppable, and he tried to struggle, but to no avail.

The hands, feet, body, head, all parts of the body were unconscious, not even the fingertips.

The panic was swallowed up by confusion, and Lan Li didn't even have time to think: what the hell is going on, isn't he on the plane to Seattle? Isn't he already reborn? Hasn't he fulfilled his dream? Hasn't he gotten rid of the trouble of memories? Wait, is this the shooting scene "buried alive", or is it "me fighting cancer"?

All these question marks just flashed, and a voice came from the ear, from far and near, one second there was only one rustling wind, and the next second it exploded like thunder on the eardrum, "Sir, are you okay?"

Turning his head suddenly, his head regained his freedom, Lan Li subconsciously blinked, adjusted his sitting posture, and then saw the flight attendant standing next to the aisle, with a polite smile on her face, but slightly stiff, and there was a trace of undisguised worry in her eyes.

Lan Li tugged at the corners of her mouth, her facial muscles stiffened a little, "It's okay." I am fine. ”

Just now, I was just distracted, and I woke up the memory of the previous life, and in an instant, I fell into the trap of memories again. The sense of substitution is too real and too turbulent, and there is no need to experience that emotion again with almost no effort, as in the last "buried alive".

He thought he had forgotten. Sincerely.

The flight attendant carefully looked at Lan Li's face, although there was a faint sweat on his forehead, his eyes had calmed down, and the aura around the whole person seemed to have stabilized. Perhaps, just had a nightmare. Since Lan Li said that it was okay, she didn't ask too much.

"Sorry to disturb your rest, Lan Li, I personally enjoyed your performance in 'Pacific War'. I don't know if you can sign me. The flight attendant cautiously said that in fact, this is against the airline's policy, but as long as the consent of the guest is obtained, then the purser will turn a blind eye.

Lan Li tugged at the corners of her mouth again, and this time she managed to draw a light smile, "Of course, it's my honor. ”

The other party showed a big smile and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much." Then he took out the napkin that he had prepared a long time ago, as well as a carbon pen, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he could hardly suppress his excitement, "Congratulations on winning the award at Sundance, that work, I and a few good friends are looking forward to it." ”

Lan Li had regained his composure and his thoughts were calming down again, and he quickly signed his name on the napkin, and at the same time asked, "Who is this for?"

"Betty. Betty is good. The other party's voice trembled slightly.

After signing the book, Lan Li handed back the napkin and carbon pen, and said with a smile, "Miss Betty, thank you for your support." I hope you won't be disappointed after watching 'Love Goes Crazy'. ”

The gentleman's decent words were a little teasing, and the flight attendant chuckled, but she had to keep her mouth shut so as not to disturb the other passengers, which caused her shoulders to shake slightly. She nodded vigorously at Lan Li, "Don't worry, I will definitely not be disappointed." ”

Immediately after, she took half a step back, smiled with a smile on her face, and reminded in a friendly manner, "The plane is ready to land, and we will arrive at our destination in fifteen minutes at most, I hope you have a pleasant journey this time." "There was a sparkle in those wonderful eyes.

Lan Li didn't answer, just smiled and closed his chin, he could feel the love and admiration in the flight attendant's eyes, he believed that as long as he opened his mouth, tonight's date would be over. However, Lan Li was not in the mood now, so he politely ignored the other party's hints.

The flight attendant was slightly disappointed, but she nodded and turned to leave.

Lan Li turned his head, there were still layers of white clouds outside the window, and occasionally through the gaps, he could see the city scene below, less the towering clouds of New York, and less the gray and cold gloom of New York, the endless green made people feel refreshed. Lan Li's thoughts slowly precipitated, no longer surging, no longer exciting, no longer boiling, just gently falling.

People always fantasize that when they learn the big news, they will be terminally ill, they will die, they will go crazy, their emotions will go up and down, and they will go up and down dramatically. But this is not the case. Once the message reaches the brain, the first reaction is a lack of realism.

Just like everyone else.

There are always countless "other people" in life, and when disaster and bad luck befall others, it always feels like it happened to other people, such as a child who was orphaned because his parents were in a car accident, a student who chose to end his life because of school violence, and an office worker who died suddenly at his desk because he stayed up late and worked overtime...... It's all other people's stories, and it's heartfelt, but you don't feel the pain on your skin.

However, when bad luck befell him, he became "someone else" in the eyes of others, and the sense of distortion was like a free fall, falling in an instant, and he was at a loss. There was no emotional breakdown, no dramatic outburst, just confusion, and confusion -

What the hell is going on?

When Lan Li first learned that he was paralyzed in a high position, he was stunned. There was no absurdity, no fear, just froze, and waited until that sense of reality slowly penetrated into the skin, cold and sharp, and then the thoughts began to work again—or, perhaps, it was Chu Jiashu who experienced all of this, which would be more accurate.

At first, he had no idea what high paralysis meant.

Not that he didn't understand the term, or that he didn't know his situation—he knew he couldn't move, he knew that he had to rely on others to survive, that he knew that his life had come to an abrupt end at this moment, but that he couldn't really feel how much of an upheaval had affected his life.

Those changes are permeated bit by bit in the process of life. A look, a conversation, a staggered gaze, these indescribable small details, but life becomes unrecognizable.

Then, at some point, the sense of reality is finally accepted, and the pain and despair suddenly explode, and even I can't bear it.

Was it the same when Will Risel first learned that he was being diagnosed? Is this true of Adam in the script? If it was Lan Li, not Chu Jiashu, would it be different in the face of the same situation?

Lan Li looked at the scenery outside the window, the green gradually increased, the emerald green shrouded in smoke and rain stretched along the beautiful river, emerald green, dripping blue, indigo, smoky gray, like an ink painting, in the crystal clear spring water.

The undulating urban horizon reveals a graceful and feminine temperament, and the tranquil and far-reaching, delicate and elegant landscape is like a girl in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, wearing a cheongsam and holding a paper umbrella, through the drizzle. Before I saw my face, time had stopped at the edge of the umbrella.

Seattle, arrived.