The mere act of standing is of great significance in the history of human origins. From crawling to standing, from apes to humans, the simple act of walking upright marks the true evolution and evolution of human beings, and the life form has also developed from a tiny paramecium to a complex structure of multiple cells, and has begun to have intelligence.

A footprint, a step, a forward, the action that is deeply imprinted in the muscle memory, but in each step interprets a different meaning, he once again experienced the birth of life, he also experienced the burst of life again, the hardships and hardships of breaking through many obstacles, bit by bit contained in the muscles, the soul began to stir.

The footsteps were so heavy, but he didn't look back, he unswervingly left the beige halo and strode towards the darkness in front of him, the more determined he walked, the more persistent he walked, the more he walked, the more joy and happiness were fighting against gravity, and he was almost about to run.

Not only because he escaped death, but also because he felt gravity again, felt the life force again, and felt ...... again Freedom! poof, poof, the throbbing sound is so calm and powerful.

That joy filled his chest, and his eyes gradually brightened, as if with every footstep, he was growing into a giant in the sky, standing up to the sky and the earth, and raising his right hand high, he could pluck the stars in the night sky.

The boundaries of the mind are getting wider and wider, through Surrey, through the United Kingdom, through Eurasia, through the Atlantic, through the Earth, through the universe, reaching the depths of the black hole, endlessly beginning to explore the secrets of the whole space.

So magnificent, so majestic, so vast, it seems that it only takes one thought to pry the entire earth.

He forgot himself, forgot his dreams, and forgot reality, and metamorphosed and sublimated to another level. Everything is so beautiful and thrilling that you can't help yourself.

Suddenly, the footsteps came to the gate, without hesitation, he directly pushed open the small door that provided individuals to enter and exit, with the movement of his palm, a moonlight sprinkled down, through the entire universe, through several light years, and fell in front of the footsteps, the rich night quickly faded like a rolling wave, leaving only a piece of bright moonlight, outlining the moving behind the tranquility.

The world is shining brightly like never before at this moment!

……

Rooney Mara sat quietly at the door of the studio, reflecting on what had happened today, which was undoubtedly a very interesting thing.

For the characters, for the script, for the story, for the world and the universe, Lan Li's perspective is so unique, not only with astronomy, geography, society, culture and other attributes, but also mixed with the intertwining of the passage of time and life perception, he really gave life to the character of Ryan Stone, and at the same time inadvertently gave the "gravity" soul of the whole story.

These details can give a glimpse of Lan Li's hereditary aristocratic background, as well as Lan Li's acting talent.

Rooney believes that Alfonso Cuarón's polishing of the script and the conception of the theme are geniuses, but she also believes that the exchange and collision between Alfonso and Lan Li are also full of sparks, and the rich chemistry gives Alfonso inspiration, and has a clearer idea of the development context and sublimation direction of the whole story.

It's so magical, it's even incredible.

But after really experiencing it for herself, Rooney realized that it was not that the rumors were too magical, but that the imagination was too poor. "Lan Li is an actor", this has never been just a talk, even if he has become the youngest Oscar winner in film history, his hard work and hard work have never wavered.

As a spectator and participant, Rooney's mind bursts through endless chemistry, and she can't help but get caught up in her own thoughts, thinking about Alex Kowalski's character and her relationship with Ryan Stone.

For Rooney, performance is not a competition, there is no victory or defeat, but a competition, each other constantly improve their own state, improve their own strength, rub sparks in the rivalry, give the role and give more energy to the work. Now, Lan Li is trying her best to get into the role, and Rooney's inspiration is also showing a blowout.

For Ryan and Alex, they're friends, and they're just friends. In the space station, there may be more tacit understanding between them than others, but that's about it. Not because of the chemistry of opposites attracting, but because deep down they all feel a similar loneliness.

They hide their loneliness in different ways.

Ryan threw himself into his work, forgetting to sleep and eat, as if there was only work to rely on in the world, sacrificing his own personal for a more ambitious cause, and finally gradually forgetting himself, and forgetting his own fetters and concerns. At the desperate juncture of his life, he easily chose to give up, not because of cowardice, but because of extreme loneliness and loneliness.

Alex uses humor and banter as a mask, always making fun of her past, sharing stories that are not funny at all, even when the rest of her colleagues have already heard calluses, but she still doesn't stop. Because once you take off this mask, the truth hidden behind it is so fragile that it shatters when you touch it.

Lonely people can feel the aura and taste of each other.

They have never communicated, never shared, carefully hiding their secrets, but also guarding each other's secrets, but in the dead of night, quietly sitting next to each other, no need to talk or words, just because they need a companion to dispel the loneliness and loss that slowly penetrates into their bones.

Therefore, when facing the moment of life and death, she is not the brave person, not sacrificing herself and perfecting others, nor is she looking at death as if she were at home, heroic righteousness, just because Ryan's chances are better, just because she is lagging behind, just from the perspective of probability numbers, Ryan's chances of survival are better.

Deep down, she also knew-

Simply because, she gave up.

At the critical moment, Ryan chose to give up, because there was no concern, and in the same way, Alex also chose to give up, it seemed that there was no need to think, there was no need to hesitate, giving up was so simple, they had no attachment and concern.

At the end of the day, Ryan and Alex are the same kind of people in their bones, and they are so similar that they can always find their own shadows in the depths of each other's souls.

In the same way, in their blood, the instinct to survive and the bonds of family are still deeply ingrained, as long as this impulse and desire/desire can be awakened, they will once again muster up the courage to break through the shackles and seek a glimmer of life to survive. Ryan is so, and so is Alex.

So, when they were dying, in a trance, Ryan and Alex met again in a fantasy. If their positions were reversed, she believed, it would be the same, she would see Ryan, she would muster up courage, she would carry Ryan's life on her back, and now, this was Ryan's chance.

The only difference, perhaps, is the wound in their hearts.

So, what exactly is Alex's wound?

Rooney's thoughts gradually began to diverge, this is not a casual supporting character, but a real person with an independent soul and a complete life, but also a like-minded friend who is in touch with Ryan Stone, or a strong and great woman, after breaking free from the shackles of gender, saluting towards the higher form of life.

Alex had a wonderful family, but her husband and daughter died in a car accident. It was her motivation, her pillar, and her spirit, but it collapsed with a bang, and in an instant it unreasonably destroyed all her connection with life.

Then she began to arm herself, quietly imitating her husband's humor, reminiscing about her daughter's past, repeating and babbling about the unfunny old stalks, doing her best to keep those memories, those memories that belonged to them as they belonged to her, lest they would disappear without a trace if they were relaxed for a moment.

Many times, memories are the only way to define oneself.

So, what exactly should the story of reminiscence be?

Thinking, thinking, time passed like this, from time to time, Rooney looked back at the studio behind him, listening intently to the sound inside, except for the faint Schubert, nothing could be heard, I don't know how Lan Li's experience course is going.

In the blink of an eye, lunch had passed, dinner had passed, night had gradually fallen, and now it was not far from ten o'clock, and in another hour, they could open the door and welcome Lan Li out.

At that moment, a loud "bang" was heard, interrupting Rooney's train of thought, and she turned her head sharply and reflexively stood up.

Then, Rooney saw Lan Li, who was sweating profusely and embarrassed, appeared in front of him like a walking corpse, with faint blood stains on his wrists, soaked clothes and hair that looked like they had just been fished out of the water, and his body emitted a thick steam, and the line between dream and reality became blurred in an instant.

"Lan Li!" Rooney shouted nervously, and stepped forward in a panic, and then saw Lan Li turn his head, and a smile was drawn on his face, which was so pale that there was no blood.

Inexplicably, the beating of the heart began to lose its rhythm, which made Rooney feel at a loss.

But in the next second, Lan Li lost his strength, his bright eyes instantly lost all their brilliance, and collapsed, Rooney rushed forward with an arrow step, and desperately pushed it over with his shoulder, "Lan Li!"