Vomit.

The whole stomach turned upside down, as if it was going to vomit all the food left over from the past few days, but the pool in front of me was empty of nothing, only a little sour water. However, the retching action still could not be stopped, as if a fist was stuck deep in the throat, and all the breathing and sound were stuck, but in the end, even the tears were completely gone, and only the boiling heat in the eye sockets was burning.

Retching.

He stood in front of the sink in the bathroom like this, retching uncontrollably, until all his internal organs seemed to have been completely emptied, and the entire abdominal cavity was empty and could not find a little thing and weight, then he stopped, and then the strength of his body seemed to be directly sucked away, and the pain in his waist and thighs was magnified little by little, and he didn't seem to even have the strength to stand, and the only thought in his mind now was to let go.

A lot of times, giving up can make things easier.

Lan Li pressed his back against the wall, which barely supported his body, his wet hair drooped down, wet and cold, and the trembling of his body could barely stop, so embarrassed.

Slowly closing his eyes, for a moment, the surging darkness like a tide relaxed his limbs, his nerves were still tense to the extreme, but he quietly found a gap for a moment of relaxation, and his breath came back, but he only felt the turbid and heavy air, and his lungs were like pins and needles.

If you give up, the matter seems to be over, but through the superficial lightness, you can see that behind the abandonment is the gray of despair and pain, just self-numbing, like walking corpses. Therefore, he will not give up! He refuses to give up! He will never disarm easily.

Involuntarily, the urge to retch came up again, but by this time there was nothing left to vomit, and the whole throat was hot and painful.

Life has never been so easy, but he has never been so easy to defeat either.

Standing up straight again, he moved his steps to the sink, standing in place, Lan Li looked at himself in the mirror carefully, those traces of embarrassment can still be found in the corners and corners, and the broken hair that sticks to his forehead and temples looks as if he has just been fished out of the water, but he knows that he can be strong, and it is far from the end of the world, let alone the end, and he will not surrender until the last drop of blood is burned!

Lowering his head and splashing his face with cold tap water, his eyes and face calmed down a little, and his chaotic and hot brain cooled down a little, straightened his spine, opened his chest, straightened his knees, and stabilized his slightly sore and stiff waist again, and his drifting center of gravity stabilized again.

Raising his head and staring at the eyes in the mirror, the scattered focus slowly gathered, and he once again regained his usual calm and self-control.

Now that the storm is coming, let them see who can have the last laugh and who can hold on until the last minute!

With a long, long exhale, Lan Li turned around, and then reappeared in front of the crew.

Steady footsteps walked in the direction of the hypercube, if there were no sights on both sides, Lan Li did not evade, not only did not, but also took the initiative to turn his head to meet those sights, the dignified posture made the other party stunned, but for a while he didn't know how to respond.

Lan Li's footsteps came to Christopher's side again, "How about this scene just now? Do you need to change the camera angle and shoot it again?"

Christopher apparently hasn't come to his senses yet, "uh...... Belch...... No, of course not! All the angles are in place, it's perfect, everything is fine, no, it should be very good! We can now move on to the next scene. Subconsciously he confided all his thoughts one by one, and after he finished speaking, he reacted, was slightly stunned, and asked hesitantly, "Lan Li, are you sure it's okay?"

This is the second time: the same greeting.

As soon as the words were spoken, Christopher clumsily explained, "I mean, we can rest for a day or two...... No, no, it's a while, and when everything stabilizes, we'll start filming again, and I think the crew can wait for a while. ”

Christopher has never been a sharp tooth, but behind those simple words, you can really feel the warm care.

Lan Li showed a shallow smile, although there was still lingering tiredness in the smile, and the overdraft of physical strength and energy could be felt, but at least the heaviness was disappearing, and the corners of his mouth finally rose, "Don't worry, Chris, if I'm not in a good state, I'll tell you." I don't want to put on a bad performance, that's irresponsible to the whole crew. ”

Then he added, "Moreover, Paul himself is like that. "Paul, in the "Interstellar" crew, it is like a taboo word, no one dares to mention it, lest they accidentally step on a landmine, but now Lan Li has taken the initiative to mention it, and the outburst and catharsis just now finally lightened the burden on his shoulders a little.

Inadvertently, Lan Li remembered that when filming "Detachment", Paul went to the crew to visit the class. It was a wrenching and worrying experience of Lan Li living in a chaotic neighborhood in order to experience the character's life, and it was still vivid with the passage of time, and it seemed to be the same when Paul took Anne Silliman to the pioneer village to watch the opening shot of "The Drunken Country Folk".

This was always the way he got along with Paul.

He is the real him, Paul is the real Paul, and this uninhibited freedom can always make them feel comfortable. It was so before, and now it ...... And so it should be.

Without saying anything more, Lan Li returned to the subject, "So, let's go on, right?"

Christopher nodded in agreement.

Lan Li smiled, "Understood." Then he walked in the direction of the WIA equipment in front of him.

Christopher was a little overwhelmed, looked at Emma, then looked at Lan Li again, and couldn't help but call out, "Lan Li......" This made Lan Li's footsteps stop and turn around, but Christopher suddenly didn't know what to say, thought about it, and just said dryly, "Be careful." ”

Lan Li nodded for a moment, and then stepped forward again.

Christopher couldn't help but scratch his head depressedly: Be careful? What kind of comfort is this, what do you need to be careful with?

Emma patted her husband on the shoulder and whispered, "Focus on the shooting." ”

Eyes fell on Lan Li's back again, Christopher and Emma had a new understanding of the young actor, full of mixed emotions but unable to find an accurate foothold, and finally just turned into a sigh.

The whole crew seems to be a little sluggish, not the action, but the atmosphere, it seems that after just experiencing shock and struggle, it can't recover from the thoughts for a long time, and the atmosphere becomes solemn, and even the mood and reaction begin to be sluggish;

Lan Li put on Weiya's equipment again and returned to mid-air, as Weiya rose little by little, the ground gradually fell into place in sight, and those figures who raised their heads and looked up at themselves became smaller and smaller, looking down on all beings like a god's perspective, and it seemed that they could control life and death in the dark.

Coming to the position where he had just performed, Lan Li hung in mid-air, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and readjusted himself to the proper state of performance.

Immersed in the struggle of grief and pain, lingering grief and sorrow, and then gradually exhausted in the crying and roaring, I can only float helplessly and dazedly in the five-dimensional space, at a loss and not knowing the way forward, everything is in contrast with real life.

"Ready!" Lan Li gestured to the camera to make sure that his preparations were in place, and then grabbed the bookshelf again, in order to ensure that there were no flaws in the editing, he needed to extend the track of the performance to the front for a few seconds, and then perform the whole scene coherently.

"Let's shoot!"

Christopher's voice came from below.

Lan Li floated in mid-air, without movement or expression, as if he was still out of the performance, and this slight stagnation made the sound of the film spinning all the more obvious, and the on-site staff were a little surprised—but thinking back to everything that had just happened, it seemed less so unexpected.

One second.

Two seconds.

After waiting for a while, the sound engineer was the first to notice the difference, and a trivial noise came from the radio microphone-

It seems to be the sound of gasping for breath, and the breath is puffing in the radio microphone, but it is short and violent, which makes the sound of the air flow not too turbulent, and you can clearly feel the lack of strength, just like asthma, on the one hand, you are eager to inhale and exhale, and on the other hand, you are breathless and depressed, and the anxiety and sleepiness are all presented in the sound of breathing.

Mixed with it, you can also faintly feel the sound of retching, just a retching cut off the rhythm of breathing, and then fell into the predicament of suffocation, which further made the sound of inhalation heavier and heavier, so it fell into a vicious circle, and you can feel the turbulence and boiling of the river and sea in the abdominal cavity without eye observation.

Because the crying and shouting are so intense that the body begins to react violently.

So simple, yet so real.

Involuntarily, my mind once again recalled the helpless, desperate and helpless figure that had just been suspended in mid-air.