This passage [***] made a lot of trouble, and the rising death toll made Cheng Peng really feel the approach of death for the first time in his life.

At this moment, Cheng Peng was lying lazily on the bed, looking at the gray sky outside the window, feeling a little melancholy, he had been drifting north for five years, and he had never had a decent opportunity, if he died like this, I am afraid that it would be like a soap bubble bursting in the air, without the slightest ripple.

Zhou Xiaoyu, who was lying on the side, remembered something, turned over, drew circles on Cheng Pengdi's chest with his fingers, tilted his head and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Cheng Peng smiled at her and said, "Come home with me during the Spring Festival, and I'll take you to meet my family." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't expect Cheng Peng to say this, he was a little surprised, smiled, and said: "It's only May now, it's too early to say this, right?" The food in the house is gone, you go buy some food and come back. ”

"If you don't say I forgot, I'll go right away!" Grocery shopping is usually Zhou Xiaoyu's job, but recently, because of [***], Cheng Peng didn't want her to take risks, so he took the initiative to take it.

Cheng Peng got up from the bed, put on a long coat, wore a mask, covered it tightly, dressed like a joint agent, and walked out of the house.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Cheng Peng felt that something was wrong, his head seemed to be filled with lead, and it was about to fall. A chill crept up his spine, and he realized he might have been tricked.

Cheng Peng didn't dare to stay, and immediately walked back. Just on the third floor, he was already tired and panting, and his forehead was even more damp.

Zhou Xiaoyu saw that Cheng Peng's face was as pale as paper, he gasped for breath, his face couldn't help but change, and he asked in a somewhat trembling voice: "Cheng Peng, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Xiaoyu, take the thermometer and measure it, I may have to [***]!"

Zhou Xiaoyu let out an exclamation, hurriedly put on the mask, and then hurriedly took out the thermometer from the drawer, handed it to Cheng Peng, and looked at him in horror, God, I won't get [***]!

Cheng Peng measured his body temperature with a thermometer, 39 degrees. His heart suddenly cooled, and he said with a blank expression: "Xiaoyu, I really have to [***]!" ”

Zhou Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone tremblingly, dialed the number in a panic, and said in a crying voice: "Hey, the emergency center?" We've got to [***], come on! ”

Soon after, an ambulance arrived, and fully equipped ambulance crews took Cheng Peng and Zhou Xiaoyu to the hospital.

Cheng Peng was diagnosed with [***], his condition was very serious, and he continued to have a high fever and fell into a coma. While the medical staff were busy around him, he entered a strange dream.

In that dream, his name is no longer Cheng Peng, but Chen Shaoyu, his parents are both employees of the Western Film Studio, and he has grown up slowly on the film set since he was a child. On the set, he saw many famous characters, Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Tian Zhuangzhuang......

Chen Shaoyu and Cheng Peng were born in the same year and month, and they also have the same hobby - movies, but the trajectories of their lives are very different, Cheng Peng came to the capital after graduating from high school despite the opposition of his family, started to drift north, and played tricks on the set, while Chen Shaoyu was admitted to the directing department of the film academy with excellent results.

Entering the highest institution of film school, it seems that the future is infinitely bright, but this is not the case, and it is very difficult for directing graduates to find employment. Coupled with the fact that the situation in Chinese films has been very bad over the years, it is almost impossible for a newcomer who has graduated from the directing department to get the opportunity to direct. Even if you go to a TV station, you don't have a chance, people want to learn radio and television journalism, editing and directing, but don't learn directing. Only 5% of the graduates of the directing department can stay in the directing position, which means that only one of the students in each class can do the work related to directing.

A senior brother from the directing department once said that those who learn from our industry will either become famous as soon as possible, or change careers as soon as possible, and if they don't become famous, they will be wasted after ten years.

Chen Shaoyu is reluctant to change careers, he believes that the enthusiasm in his heart will not be easily erased by time, so he stays in the capital and starts from the scene notes, the second director, the executive director, and climbs up little by little. After ten years of hard work, it finally paid off, and his first feature film won a ticket to the main competition of the Berlin Film Festival.

It was definitely uplifting news and a good celebration to celebrate, and he and a few friends cheered up in the bar. It's just that when he came out of the bar drunk and crossed the street, a speeding car knocked him into the air.

In an instant, he felt himself fly, and the heavens and the earth began to spin, and then the whole world was dyed blood-red, and then he kept falling downward, and finally fell into endless darkness.

It is not surprising that patients with serious conditions will fall into a coma, but patients will soon wake up after using the medicine that should be used, and a patient like Cheng Peng who has been in a coma for a long time is the first case.

The hospital conducted a special discussion for this, and some doctors believed that Cheng Peng may have burned out his brain and turned into a vegetative state because of a long-term fever; Some doctors think it may be a virus mutation; Some doctors think it may be a heart problem. There are many different conclusions, and there is always a failure to give an accurate answer.

Fortunately, it is the state's regulations to treat [***] patients, and the hospital has never given up on him, and has used all the means it can use. After tossing and turning for more than 20 days, although he didn't find a reason, Cheng Peng finally woke up.

Cheng Peng felt that he had been in the dark for a long time, as long as a thousand years, when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be a little confused when he looked at the doctor in front of him, he didn't know whether he was Cheng Peng or Chen Shaoyu, and asked confusedly: "Doctor, who am I?" ”

Although the doctor is a young man in his thirties, he has treated a lot of patients, knowing that the patient has been in a coma for a long time, and there will be a blank period in his brain after waking up, he smiled and comforted: "Cheng Peng, you just woke up, and your consciousness is still relatively confused, just rest for a while, don't think too much." ”

Yes, I'm Cheng Peng, and I was sent in because of [***]! Chen Shaoyu, that's just a dream, how can I take the dream as real?

Cheng Peng felt a little funny, but he couldn't laugh at all, those people, those things, and those experiences in the dream were deeply engraved in his mind, and he couldn't erase or forget.

Maybe it wasn't a dream, it was a memory of another person twelve years later, flying through time and space into my mind.

But this kind of idea is too absurd, Cheng Peng immediately denied his idea, memory is not a material thing, how can it run into his mind plainly, and he has traveled through twelve years of time and space.

Cheng Peng remembered a story he had read when he was a child, a scholar surnamed Lu had a dream in a hotel, in which he married a young, beautiful, kind and gentle woman surnamed Cui. Later, his sons and daughters grew up one by one, and everyone lived comfortably and well-off, and Lu Sheng also rose step by step, until he reached the position of prime minister. After a few years, he had grandchildren and grandchildren, and he lived at home and became an old lady. But when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still living in a small room in the inn, and that the glory and wealth were nothing more than a dream.

Others dream of glory and wealth to enjoy, but this dream of their own is as tragic as their own, and they finally got through it, and they were about to make a big show, but they were hit by a car and died!

Cheng Peng sighed softly and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Doctor, I want to trouble you with one thing, my girlfriend was sent to the hospital with me, her name is Zhou Xiaoyu, can you help me find out how she is now, is it okay?" ”

"You don't ask yourself how she is, ask her how she is first, your girlfriend will definitely be touched if she knows. Okay, I'll help you ask! The doctor replied with a smile.

The doctor quickly brought good news to Cheng Peng, and Zhou Xiaoyu was isolated in the hospital for examination, and left the hospital after confirming that he was not infected [***].

After staying in the hospital for a few more days, after making sure that he had fully recovered, Cheng Peng left the hospital as the last [***] patient.

"Xiaoyu, I'm back!" Cheng Peng pushed open the door and announced loudly.

There was no response, Zhou Xiaoyu was not there, and when he looked at the layout of the room again, Cheng Peng's face changed suddenly.

There were obviously some things missing in the room, the dolls on the bed, the decorations on the table, and the things that Zhou Xiaoyu liked were gone.

What's going on, where did Xiaoyu go?

Cheng Peng had a bad feeling in his heart, walked quickly to the wardrobe, opened the door and looked, sure enough, Zhou Xiaoyu's clothes were gone, and then looked under the bed, Zhou Xiaoyu's box also disappeared.

She's gone, but why? Even if there is something, you should make it clear to your face, right?

Cheng Peng sat on the chair dejectedly, turned his head to look at the frame on the table, in the photo, Zhou Xiaoyu held Cheng Peng's hand, facing the camera, smiling like a flower.

At this time, he noticed that there was an envelope pressed under the frame, and quickly picked up the envelope, the envelope said "Cheng Pengqi", it was Zhou Xiaoyu's handwriting, the words were very bad, like a dog's planing, he used to make jokes about Zhou Xiaoyu.

opened the envelope and took out the stationery, which read: "Cheng Peng, a few months ago, a director said to me that as long as I follow him, he will give me a chance, I didn't promise him at that time, but after [***] I figured it out." Human life is not valuable, and it may be gone at any time. How to live is a lifetime, I don't want to continue like this, nested in these few square rooms, even the bathroom is shared. I like beautiful clothes, I like beautiful dresses, I like beautiful bags, I want to live in a nice big house, I want to live comfortably. You're a good person, but you can't give me what I want, forget about me! ”

In the past few days in the hospital, Cheng Peng has already felt faintly uneasy, but when he sees this letter at this moment, he is still a little sluggish.

He and Zhou Xiaoyu met at a party, handsome men and beautiful women, and the two got along quickly. Although Cheng Peng is a bit machismo, he has nothing to say about Zhou Xiaoyu, and his whole heart is on her, even if he finds that Zhou Xiaoyu is more realistic, he often loves to make small surnames, and he has such and such problems, he never cares, he even planned to take her back to see his family, but he didn't expect this result.

After sitting in a daze for a few minutes, Cheng Peng's lowered head slowly raised up, without heart-rending pain, and he really didn't feel how terrible this matter was, but it was very sour.

He exhaled hard, trying to empty the depressed qi in his body, revealing a strange smile: "Xiaoyu, I have been laughing at you for being stupid, now it seems that you are really stupid, you think you have grabbed a piece of gold, but you don't know that you have lost a mountain of gold!" ”

After saying this, he laughed out loud: "Twelve years of memory, I have the memory of the next twelve years, do you know what that means?" That's a myriad of possibilities! ”;