"I mean, what do you like to do, besides writing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lan Li's words brought Will out of his thoughts, but his thoughts were still a little confused, and he couldn't help but think, what should he do, should he revise the script?

Countless thoughts were racing through his brain, so much so that his answer was not very fluid, "Run, and music." Will's words stumbled, and a large number of pauses on onomatopoeia could be heard, interrupting the rhythm of the whole speech, "I mean, while running, listening to music." ”

"Well, I guess, we have something in common. Lan Li's joke managed to make Will smile. It seems that the urge to run in the rain just now is not out of nowhere, "I thought you were an otaku." You know, immersed in your own world of words, you don't know how to talk to girls, you're not very good at sports......"

"Yes, yes, I know the type you described. Will smiled and nodded, "I guess I'm an otaku. I've always been keen to express myself in words, just like in this script. But I'm a person who is very afraid of death. ”

Afraid.

It's an interesting way to put it, Lan Li adds, "to be health-conscious." In fact, the connotation is the same meaning, but the difference in expression can see the difference in personality.

Will was stunned, then nodded in approval, "Yes, I'm a health-conscious person. He himself showed a big smile, "I'm not the kind of calorie-counting, protein powder fitness freak, but I pay attention to the health of my recipes, and I don't smoke or drink alcohol......"

"I don't drive either. ”

Lan Li's interjection made Will pause, his expression became more and more relaxed, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and he nodded vigorously again, "Yes, I don't drive either." Also, I wake up early every morning to run. It didn't last long, even after graduating from college. But, I persevered every day. ”

It can be heard that Will is a well-organized person who sets the rules and will persistently enforce them.

Some people say that such people are cold, their emotional fluctuations are not too obvious, and sometimes they even seem to be cold-blooded, like robots, but Lan Li knows that on the contrary, in fact, such people are more fragile and sensitive, in order not to be hurt, but they protect themselves strictly, and once they open their hearts, the bond is more tenacious.

They live in their own little world, refusing to let strangers in casually, even pushing everyone who comes close to them, they need a longer time to slowly accept new friends, new relationships, new changes, new patterns, but once they accept it, it will become a part of their lives, and the emotional connection will be deeper. Family, love, friendship, it's all the same.

Matthew Dunlop is such a personality.

Lan Li is not sure if Will is the same, after all, the two have known each other for a relatively short time, but it can be seen from the script of "I Fight Cancer" that the support of family and friendship is very important to Adam, and the impact and shock brought by his girlfriend's betrayal are even more turbulent than cancer, completely breaking Adam's psychological balance.

"Maybe you really should try running in the rain, it might be different. Lan Li smiled and suggested, "In Seattle, there should be many opportunities like this." ”

The joking words caused Will to pause for a moment, take a serious look at Lan Li, and then nodded deeply, "Maybe, maybe I'll really try to see." ”

"What about music? What music do you like to listen to? I mean, when you run. Lan Li continued.

"Rock, indie rock, folk rock. Will's chatterbox seemed to open and his expression became vivid, "Actually, I knew you before the Sundance Film Festival, and I saw the video of your performance on YouTube, 'Cleopatra,' and that song is still one of my favorite songs for running......"

Gradually, as the conversation deepened, Lan Li constructed the image of Adam in his mind, projecting the image of Will on his body, looking for the shadow of Chu Jiashu.

Adam is indeed a very ordinary person, without dog blood and no drama, just like countless ordinary people in society.

He grew up in an ordinary family, his parents loved each other, formed a happy family, and there was no lack of care and love for him, accompanying him to grow up.

He had an ordinary academic experience, not a student council president, nor a team player, but he was also not a fringe person who was preoccupied with math and physics and refused to socialize. He is the editor of the school newspaper, has written some poems, is not a celebrity, but he also made an appointment with his crush at the prom.

He does an ordinary job, not the kind of work that changes the direction of the world, but he also exerts his talents in his position, occasionally complaining that his boss does not appreciate his ability enough, but on the whole, he likes his work content and is satisfied with his working environment. This is the company he wants to get into.

If there was no cancer, maybe his life would be normal, just like the meandering river, with some twists and turns, but no waves.

But in fact, he is not without edges and corners, but only hides them.

He loves words, not only because of the hidden wisdom behind them, but also because of the retro spirit that words bring. He misses the days before the Internet destroyed modern civilization, so he loves rock, he loves ballads, he loves Sundance, he loves radio. It's not angry and flamboyant roaring, it's just in its own way, sticking to itself, restrained and tenacious, but never wavering.

He loves to run, and his health is only part of the reason, but more importantly, in the process of running, the music isolates him from the world, which is his own time, no need to think, no need to communicate, just enjoy his existence. He doesn't reject socializing, it's just that he's not the type who is good at dancing with long sleeves, and he doesn't think that a person needs to be exquisite and have friends all over the world. Enough is good.

He is not good at expression, and language is pale for him, far less rich than words, but it does not mean that he has no emotion. He misses his father, who suffered from Alzheimer's disease, when they could talk about rock and roll, and he carefully invites his girlfriend to live together, which is his sincerest confession.

He knows that it is the twenty-first century, the times are different, this is the Internet age, it is also the media age, everyone has to speak for themselves, and even share their own lives, now pay attention to emotional richness, surging impulsiveness, straight to the point, if sadness does not show, then it is not sadness.

But he is nostalgic for the past, that retro era, paying attention to introverted and low-key, calm and restrained, rational and elegant, and venting his full emotions in the words, those wanton, those publicity, those ups and downs, those moving, so profound, so rich. I don't say it, not because it doesn't exist, but because it's too deep.

After the times have changed, everything has become so simple, so superficial, so straightforward. Dignity and pride are gone, and everything can be bought if enough price is offered.

He lived his own life in his own way. It's just that others can't see it, and it's even more incomprehensible.

So, when he learned that he had cancer, after a brief period of confusion, he remained calm, not because he didn't care, but because all his emotions were suppressed under the calm surface. He knew that he had to be strong, it was a long struggle, and if he wasn't strong enough, he would have no chance in this battle that he was bound to lose. At least, that's what he told himself.

So, he told his girlfriend frankly, and said that if he couldn't bear it, they could break up - not a fake retreat, but a heartfelt thought, he knew that this matter was not easy, no one could face it easily, and his girlfriend had no responsibility and obligation to accompany him to face such ups and downs.

So, he hesitated whether he should tell his parents that given his father's situation, maybe his mother would be too much to bear. But in the end, he chose to tell the truth, because it was likely to be the last journey of his life, and no matter how it ended, he didn't want to leave regrets.

So, he began to look for a cure for cancer, and he did not shy away from it, but bravely rose to the challenge. Whether the outcome is a success or a failure is secondary, but he will definitely not give up before trying.

Lan Li looked at Will in front of him, and his heart flowed with a faint touch, in the process of conversation, Adam's image gradually became full and three-dimensional, not only Will, he was also Chu Jiashu, and Lan Li. In Adam's body, there were too many private emotions, so real, so clear, that Lan Li began to blur his thoughts a little:

Is this Will's story, or is it his own?

"Does anyone want to go shopping?"

This is after Lan Li and Will finished chatting, the two of them came to the hall, Lan Li's first sentence, the whole hall was silent, everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know how to respond for a while.

This is a run in the rain, then a one-on-one conversation with the screenwriter's little black house, and now shopping again?

Seth looked at Will, and Will also shrugged his shoulders innocently, Seth could only speak directly, "Buy...... What? toiletries? or what?"

"Clothes. Lan Li pointed to the clothes on his body, "This can't be directly on the camera." ”

Seth reacted immediately, "You mean the costumes? We're all ready, Nathan, right?"

Hearing the voice calling for himself, Nathan quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, we have already purchased a batch of clothes yesterday, all of them are placed in the room, according to your size, they are all selected." ”

Lan Li shook her head with a smile, "Are you talking about those on the hangers in the room? No, they can't be used." A new purchase is required. Can someone tell us about Seattle's shopping area?"