"Drink. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Lan Li suddenly gasped, as if a vampire who had borrowed a corpse to return to his soul sat up straight, and the voice muffled in his throat was almost inaudible, "Get out...... The ...... was left with a vague sound of air, but the hands and feet were immensely powerful, and they frantically began to strike any object that came close, and the powerful indiscriminate attack made everyone retreat.

José was almost so frightened that his buttocks were so scared that he had his eyes smashed around and he crawled and fled out, and the others were no better, and they began to flee backwards in panic, and people collided violently, and the whole room was a mess, like an asura hell. The coffins docked around were silent, and they didn't help at this moment.

Matthew's cheek was punched hard, but he didn't care about himself at all, he grabbed Lan Li's arm firmly with both hands, trying to calm Lan Li down, but to no avail, the indiscriminate attack was still mixed with the momentum of thunder, "Lan Li!" Matthew used the last bit of strength in his body and roared towards Lan Li with all his might.

The powerful sound of air vibrated in the air, Lan Li's movements suddenly froze, he looked at Matthew in a daze, gulping in a big gulp of fresh and cold air, because he was so eager that he choked on himself, he began to cough violently, coughing so old that he couldn't stop at all, as if even his lungs were going to cough out.

Matthew looked left and right, trying to pass the mineral water over, but he didn't want to, Lan Li's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously stepped back, and his hands reflexively entered a state of alert again, and any object that approached would enter the attack range. Matthew could only raise his hands to show his innocence, and then stopped his movements, which allowed Lan Li's attack to slowly stop.

"Ahem. Lan Li coughed twice again, and finally came to his senses, and unconsciously began to look around, his godless eyes tried to find a focus, but unfortunately in vain, a touch of light slowly lit up in his dark brown eyes, but before he could fully light up, he then closed his eyes, and the whole person lay down again, as if the last trace of strength had been drained, and all the breath was silent.

Matthew froze in place, and suddenly began to be at a loss, and the six gods looked Lan Li up and down without a master, trying to confirm what was going on, but he couldn't find any clues in the mess in front of him, "Lan Li, Lan Li, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Lan Li?"

"It's noisy. Lan Li slowly closed his eyes, raised his right hand weakly, and finally drooped, "It's always so noisy, can't you see that I'm exhausted and physically exhausted now, and I need to take a good rest?"

Matthew was stunned, and finally smiled dumbly, shaking his head slightly, looking helpless. This is the Lan Li, the Lan Li he is most familiar with, and the Lan Li that has returned to normal. The heart that hung high in the air fell heavily into his chest, and he let out a long breath. At this time, Matthew realized that his back had been soaked with sweat, and his body was actually a little out of strength.

Turning his head, Matthew said to Rodrigo, "I think we need a doctor and some food." ”

Rodrigo was completely stunned, stunned and didn't know how to react, Matthew had to repeat the request again, and then he nodded, "I'll do it now." "These are the jobs of producers, but in the small crew of independent films, Rodrigo is a director and producer, so naturally there is not so much attention.

Matthew's gaze fell on Lan Li again, although Lan Li's eyes were closed, his slightly heaving chest showed that he was breathing, "You're really a madman, you know what?"

The corners of Lan Li's mouth outlined a shallow arc, but then he calmed down because he was too tired, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Eight hours, Lan Li was originally worried that he would fall asleep peacefully, but the reality is that these eight hours have become a nightmare of near death. In the absolute darkness and absolute silence, fear slowly ate away at life and hope, and from a certain moment he really thought that his life was coming to an end, that death had found him a second time, that he was going to be buried alive in a wooden box in the desert.

The despair that goes deep into the bone marrow makes the language dull and weak, even if he has experienced death once, even if he has had two lives, he still can't face it easily. The darkness slowly encroached on life, hope was snuffed out little by little, despair crept through the angle incomparably slowly, and the bitter coldness of the Death Scythe made every pore feel it palpablely. The more intense the struggle, the heavier the disappointment, and the more fierce the resistance, the more cruel the despair.

Imagination is always too pale, only when you really experience it, can you understand what it's like, and the onlooker is always just a spectator.

When I first watched the movies of "127 Hours" and "Buried Alive", I was entangled and excited, and even felt a kind of sympathetic torture, but only after I really experienced the desperate situation did I know that the pain, the suffering, and the despair could not be described in words, and the onlookers could not understand it at all.

What's more, different people experience the same fears and taste very differently. He believed that at the pole of despair, the picture that came to mind of "127 hours" of Aaron Roston, "buried alive" Paul Conroy, and himself was different.

He knew that his attempt was crazy, it was completely a wild dance on the tip of a knife, and if he was not careful, he would set himself on fire, and he might have lost his second life, which was simply a model of self-inflicted sin, but he did not regret it, and if he did it again, he would still make the same choice.

Because he felt and felt the fear and cruelty of being buried alive, the despair and anger waiting for his own death, and the unwillingness, regret, helplessness and grievances in Paul's heart. The blurred sense of tearing between reality and illusion seemed to tear his soul in half, and the pain reached the extreme that he couldn't even make a sound, but it gave him a real Jedi experience.

He needs this kind of experience, otherwise, his performance will always be dignified, precise, restrained, and suppressed, honestly following the framework mode instilled by the acting school, and interpreting the emotions of the character with his own simulation and speculation. However, this kind of performance lacks a trace of soul, a soul that belongs to himself and the character, a soul that gives the character a sense of reality and uniqueness, and a soul that wanders between the virtual and the real that makes it impossible to distinguish.

But that's all for later.

After escaping death - even if it was just an experiment, even if it was all arranged by himself, the exhaustion still came like a tidal wave, his physical strength was completely exhausted, even more exhausting than three hours of surfing, and his energy was completely emptied, and he didn't even want to think about where he was now. he

I just want to get a good night's sleep, breathe the air, and enjoy life.

Deeply, he fell into a deep sleep, and the world was quiet again, but this time the world was bright, warm, and safe.

Lan Li was woken up by Matthew, he turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and refused to take care of it, but Matthew didn't know how to give up at all, he simply took a cup of coffee to the bedside, and slowly began to taste it, the fragrant taste of coffee filled the whole room in a blink of an eye, and Lan Li's stomach began to gurgle uncontrollably.

His eyelids were still so heavy that he couldn't open them, and he just wanted to sleep until the end of the world, but the aroma of coffee woke up all the worms in his stomach, and his stomach began to protest again. Matthew's serious voice came from his ears, "If Elizabeth hears it, I guess she will reprimand you for being rude, and Edith will be very happy to fall into the ground." ”

Aristocratic life requires restraint and repression, and even if you are hungry, you can't make a sound, which is basic etiquette.

Lan Li smothered his head with a pillow, but he still couldn't hold back after all, and raised his hand to throw the pillow out, in the direction where Matthew's voice came from. However, I knew that I must not have hit it, and the pillow hit the door panel and fell to the ground sullenly, without splashing at all.

"If you wake up now, the steak is still just hot, the freshest. I can get the waiter to move to the room. Matthew continued to seduce.

Lan Li finally sat up, but her eyes were still closed, and she sighed lightly, "Charles, you know I need to rest. ”

Charles, which is Matthew's middle name, is what only his father would call him, rigid and stiff. Every time Lan Li wanted to sarcastically mock him, he would shout like this, and Matthew rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I also know that you need to eat, and your stomach won't lie." “

His shoulders drooped, and he let out a long exhale, "Okay, I'll just barely eat a little." ”

"It seems that your sleeping habits have not changed. Matthew walked to the bedroom door and gestured to the waiters outside, and they walked in with dinner. Although it is only a 3 star hotel and the service is not attentive enough, there is no problem with such a basic service.

Lan Li's eyes still didn't open, and he stretched his waist greatly, "It seems that your habit of talking too much has not changed, is this a genetic problem?" The second half of the sentence scolded Matthew's father, which made Matthew chuckle.

The aroma of food wafted under his nose, and Lan Li finally couldn't help but open his eyes, and through his hazy vision, he saw a piece of fresh steak, a starchy mashed potato, some broccoli blanched in water, and a simple Caesar salad. "After I finally survived, I had to eat such terrible food, and I suddenly felt that there was no hope in life. Having said that, he picked up his knife and fork in both hands and prepared to start eating.

The waiter and Rodrigo standing in the doorway were at a loss, but Matthew couldn't help but laugh beside him.