Boiling noise, scorching sight, hot touch...... There is also the endless surrounding, and the Toronto Film Festival is like throwing a large pile of glass marbles into a cloth bag, and the suffocating sensation is like drowning, and it is everywhere that wraps people tightly in it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, Lan Li did not exclude the crowd, on the contrary, he enjoyed the lively atmosphere of the film festival, where film lovers gathered and had sleepless discussions and expressed their opinions, ordinary moviegoers sat on the floor in front of the cinema all night just waiting to buy their favorite movie tickets, and every corner of the city was full of "movie" elements, and the crazy atmosphere made people lose themselves.

This is what Lan Li dreams of, he never forgot to participate in such a grand event in his previous life, and now he finally got his wish, which made him very excited.

But when he became the center of attention, things began to turn sour, and he was surrounded by ubiquitous and pervasive reporters, not to mention watching movies quietly, even eating quietly became a luxury, every move was put under the spotlight, every detail was contaminated with commercial atmosphere, every action was given publicity significance, and no peace could be found.

Every night when I go to bed, I still seem to have a buzzing noise echoing in my ears.

Compared with the high-profile daily life, Lan Li still prefers to participate as an audience and truly enjoy the original happiness of the movie. Unconsciously, Lan Li also began to taste the troubles of "living under the spotlight".

After the Toronto Film Festival closes, the Telluride Film Festival will kick off. However, before heading to Telluride, Lan Li had a short three-day vacation, gaining precious respite before returning to the spotlight again. So, he flew straight back to New York from Toronto.

Upon arrival at the airport, Lan Li pulled on his baseball cap, blended into the crowd, and without attracting any attention, called a taxi, and returned to Manhattan in a low-key manner. However, when he arrived at the apartment, Lan Li realized that he had habitually returned to his original home again, and he had already completed the move before the Toronto Film Festival, and in a daze, he completely forgot about this event.

Shaking his head with a helpless smile, he called another taxi and returned to his new apartment.

The new apartment is not far away, still located in Greenwich Village, but closer to Little Italy, surrounded by buildings with a strong European style, with quaint brick walls, old-fashioned fireplaces, verdant creepers, tall maple trees, and carved balustrades...... Walking between the streets, it is like walking through the time tunnel of history,

Andy's apartment for Lanli is located in a 300-year-old building, a bachelorette on the third floor. It's said to be a bachelor apartment, but in fact, the entire floor is a blue courtesy, about 2,000 square feet, which is really too rare on Manhattan Island, where every inch of land is expensive, even in the relatively cheap downtown/city, the monthly rent here reaches 5,600 dollars.

For those rich people, it is naturally nothing, but for Lan Li, it is indeed a heavy burden - after being "buried alive", he has not yet found his next job.

Push open the reddish-brown carved iron door, and you will see the typical post-modern retro-style decoration, like an old garage, dark gray leather sofa, smoky gray short-hair carpet and pure black glass coffee table placed on the right hand side of the door, and the exposed aluminum water pipe above the head, you can clearly see the house structure, and on the left hand side of the door is the kitchen and dining room, black and navy blue style with metal pipes exposed, and a lacquered super high dining table, simple and elegant.

Directly in front of it is a wooden screen wall with a wardrobe hidden by a sliding pattern, and around the screen, there is a completely open bedroom in the front right, two steps leading up to an oversized double bed with a frosted glass in between, and a semi-open bathroom on the left.

The space of the whole room is deliberately released, it feels a little tight, but it is not crowded, and every corner can be used freely.

However, at this time, there were two suitcases stacked in the space, as well as a large number of cardboard boxes, which were all the luggage of Lanli Moving, and after the move was completed, I didn't have time to sort it out, so I flew directly to Toronto.

Looking at such a large pile of luggage, Lan Li couldn't help but feel a little headache. He knew that sooner or later it would have to be tidied up, even if not today, tomorrow, otherwise after returning from Telluride, it would remain the same place, and he would have to start from scratch.

Rubbing his faintly aching temples, Lan Li felt that it was better to put the tidying up work aside, what he needed now was to relax, so he stayed in the apartment for less than five minutes, and after leaving his luggage, he turned around and left again.

When I arrived at Mount Sinai Hospital, it was just after eleven o'clock, and it was still quiet, as if the outside world had no effect on the place, and the myriad changes of the world were tightly blocked out of the red brick wall, and the familiar and repulsive atmosphere made Lan Li's irritability and tiredness seem to be relieved a little.

From afar, Lan Li saw Anne Silriman squatting at the door of the ward again, Xiao Nizi supported her cheeks with her hands, like a blooming sunflower, her chubby cheeks pouted again, and her pouting mouth could be hung with an oil bottle, as if she was sulking with herself, and her cute appearance really made people laugh.

Lan Li squatted down three steps away from Anne, "So, didn't you have a bowel movement today?"

"Hmm. Anne wrinkled her nose and nodded depressedly, but after answering, she felt something unusual, raised her head and glanced at it, her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked disgusted, "Who are you?"

Lan Li only realized at this time that he was still armed, so he took off his baseball cap, raised his hand and turned his hair through at will, and showed a bright smile to Anne, "Why, I haven't seen you for a few weeks, and you don't know me anymore?"

"Oh! Lan Li!" Anne's smiling face immediately bloomed, as if the flower bones were open, the whole brow was stretched, the world became clear, and even the corners of Lan Li's mouth rose with it, but then, Anne put away her smile, folded her hands in front of her chest angrily, and pouted, "Hmph! I had a smooth bowel movement last week, but you didn't come to praise me." Then the little girl directly turned her face away, with a look of "I hate you", and raised her chin angrily.

Looking at Anne's appearance, Lan Li couldn't help but chuckle, and a dull laugh echoed in her chest. He likes moments like this, he is still Lan Li, an ordinary volunteer caregiver, nothing special, no aura, it was so before, and it is still the same.

"You've done a great job, you've always done a good job, haven't you?" Lan Li softened her voice and said softly, "So, I'm sure you're going to do a good job today." After finishing speaking, it was obvious that the corners of Anne's mouth were a little loose, but she still didn't turn her head, which made Lan Li laugh dumbly, "You know, I never cheated on you, did I?"

Anne finally couldn't keep her face anymore, her smile overflowed, and then she bloomed widely, and her beautiful almond eyes bent into two curved crescents, "Really?

Lan Li didn't answer directly, but clenched his fist and waved it lightly, and then Anne did the same, waving her fist excitedly, cheering herself up, "I'll try it now!"

After speaking, Anne showed a resolute expression like a hero going to the battlefield, and stood up, the fleshy fist revealed a cute energy, but Lan Li did not smile, but followed Anne's movements and nodded vigorously, "Hmm!" and retracted her fist, and then watched Anne resolutely walk to the toilet.

Yesterday I was facing the media at the Toronto Film Festival, and today I feel unprecedented peace at Mount Sinai Hospital, which seems to be two parallel spaces in the same world, where people are rejoicing in the gossip of a scandal, and people here are struggling with life and death.

There is no sense of judgment, and the contradiction of pain and happiness, disaster and happiness, and so on, coexists, and this is the essence of the world. It's just that such a huge gap makes Lan Li feel a sense of truth, down-to-earth truth.

Greeting familiar and unfamiliar faces all the way, the tired body seemed to unconsciously recover again, and when he came to Heather Cross's room again, it was so empty that no one could be seen, but a new little friend came to the bed next door, looking at Heather's neatly made bed, as if it was a brand new hotel room, Lan Li's heart suddenly paused - is it?

"Hey, Lan Li!" Kelly Barton's voice came from behind him, which startled Lan Li and turned his head suddenly, this fierce action scared Kelly too, took a small step back, and greeted him in a little panic, "Long time no see!"

"Where's Heather?" Lan Li didn't bother to say hello, and asked eagerly.

Kelly pointed to the other end of the hallway, "In the recreation room." Then she could clearly feel Lan Li's long sigh of relief, and she said thoughtfully, "Heather has been doing well recently, and her rehabilitation has progressed, I don't know the specifics, but I heard that her condition has not continued to deteriorate. ”

Lan Li closed his eyes tightly, and the curvature of his mouth rose in relief, "That's good news, isn't it?" Kelly nodded confusedly, unable to react, Lan Li laughed heartily, "Recreation room?" She nodded at Kelly, and then Lan Li quickened her pace and walked quickly in the direction of the recreation room.

In the distance, he heard the familiar guitar melody flowing from the entertainment room, which slowed his footsteps, and through the glass wall of the entertainment room, he saw Heather holding the guitar, bowing her head and playing. The footsteps just stayed in place.