Cen Min hadn't dreamed for such a long time, and he felt like he was constantly falling in his dreams, as if he was about to fall into an abyss that never ended. Confused, she realized, it was a sign of a nightmare. Cen Min tried to grab the cross necklace around her neck and prayed, praying that she would reach the bottom of the abyss sooner. She told herself that no matter what kind of terrifying nightmare it was, she could wake up if she touched it. But as soon as she reached out, she found that there was nothing around her neck. Cen Min heard a voice in her ear and said, "It's not time yet, it's not time yet......"

A familiar scene was vaguely revealed, and Cen Min felt that he would tremble in his dreams. In front of her eyes was the home she had tried to forget—the home in the basket!

In the dusty room, a faint ray of daylight leaked into the room through the fluttering curtains, and the voice she would never want to think of began to pour into Cen Min's ears.

"Min'er, come to me. You say your mother? Your mother won't come back today, but ...... There may be something......

"Min'er, why are you avoiding me, don't I love you as much as your mother? You shouldn't ......"

"Stinky bitch! It's a virtuous sex with your mother, it's all a stinky bitch! Why are you going out? You're going to find another man, aren't you? I won't let you go! I won't ......."

A tall, lanky shadow frantically swung his fist at Cen Min. The room spun around in an instant, twisting into a gray vortex. The brilliance scattered and fled, and everything in front of him turned a dark red. Cen Min found himself lying flat on the ground, with several shadows in front of him, sometimes close in front of him, sometimes flying high to the ceiling. The ceiling fan above was as shabby and dirty as she had seen it more than a decade ago. There was a sticky, hot liquid oozing out of his forehead and constantly flowing along the contours of his face. The feeling of nausea writhed in her body, as if she wanted to break free at any moment.

Cen Min felt as if his ears had become a leaky papier-mâché window, and there were many crackling noises running in. But it didn't take long for that sound to be replaced by a heavy breathing. The voice grew closer, eventually pressing against her neck and slowly moving to her lips.

But the violation's movements came to an abrupt halt at this critical moment, and the sound of heavy breathing gradually became distant. Her gaze fell on the ceiling again, and the steel pillar that connected to it seemed to be no longer able to hold on, and the ceiling fan hanging there was crumbling.

"Why...... Why is this happening? Tell me...... Why is that? A few hot tears fell on Cen Min's stomach, and she felt the temperature of her tears hotter than blood.

"It's all you little bitch, if not you...... If not for you! The terrifying voice suddenly sounded again.

The sharp nails suddenly scratched at Cen Min's inner thighs. Cen Min curled up in pain, trembling in fear. And just then, a distorted face was pressed in front of her, and he shouted at her, "Die! She saw a pair of scissors stabbed straight into her lower body.

"Ahh With a scream, Cen Min sat up from the bed suddenly.

In the neat room, except for Sang Qing's movie posters, there was no dust, no ceiling fans, and no the person she was most afraid of. Cen Min let out a long breath, she brushed her forehead, and found that it was covered with cold sweat.

Why do you dream of that person? Cen Min couldn't remember how long it had been since he had remembered that person. She had worked so hard to get herself out of that memory, why was that person in her dreams now? Cen Min's heart was in turmoil.

"May the Lord do His mercy on earth as it is in heaven. Amen. Cen Min prayed softly. She reached for her neck, and this time she pinched the cross necklace accurately.

"Bang bang."

Cen Min knocked on Sang Qing's door, but Sang Qing in the room did not respond to him. In the past few days, because of the incident of a strange man attacking Sun Qili at the Purple Star Hotel on Christmas night, the momentum of "Winter Sonata" can be said to be unstoppable. The publisher greatly reduced the work on Sang Qing's side and focused on Sun Qili's side. If nothing else, as long as Sun Qili handles this scandal well, her worth will definitely go up several steps after Christmas Film Week.

After knocking on the door for a minute, Sang Qing still didn't respond. Cen Min looked at the entrance from afar, Sang Qing's shoes were still there, and the person should be in the room. Cen Min thought that Sang Qing was probably still in her anxious mood and didn't want anyone to disturb her, so she didn't dare to continue knocking on the door. At this time, how she wished that she was the one who was by Sang Qing's side and solved her problems. But since Sang Qing didn't want to talk like a person, it was better not to force herself. Cen Min thought to herself: Sang Qing will definitely cheer up again, and at that time, he must accompany her to win back a city.

Cen Min left a note on the refrigerator door and left the Green Bank community. She decided to go to the church in the city center once, and Cen Min had a huge panic in her heart about the dream she had last night. Twenty years had passed since the person she feared the most killed the policewoman in front of her. Even by the limits of the law, the time limit for trying him has long passed. Now the only person who can punish that person seems to be the only God she has always believed in. It is precisely because of this that whenever Cen Min encounters difficulties, he will always come to the church to seek a moment of peace of mind.

Since it was not yet the weekend, when Cen Min came to the church, she did not see anyone doing Mass, and the devout congregants gathered in the choir next door to practice. Cen Min prayed softly to the statue of Jesus, recalling the words of the Bible and explaining them in his mind.

"Are you alone? It's not the weekend. Just as Cen Min was drawing a cross on her chest after praying, she saw an old man in a black robe poking his head out of the back room.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I'm a priest here, kid. ”

"Father, can you help me?"

"I can't help anyone in the Spirit of the Lord. Everyone's path to salvation is in his own hands, and I want you to remember that. Father God kissed the cross necklace around his neck.

Cen Min's heart was already in a mess, and she became even more sad after listening to the priest's words.

"Everyone's hearts are in turmoil, there's a confession room there, are you going to go?" The priest looked at Cen Min, who was frowning, and pointed to a hut next to him and said lightly.

Cen Min followed the priest's hand and looked to the side, she had been to the confessional room many years ago, and she did not expect that after so many years, she would have such a day. Cen Min nodded and whispered, "In the Holy Spirit of the Lord." Then, under the guidance of the priest, he walked into the confessional room next door.

"Child, when did you begin to believe in the Lord?" The priest's voice slowly came through the next door to the confessional room.

Cen Min's nose lingered with a faint smell of wood paint, and she seemed to want to sneeze, but a sour feeling reached her heart but did not go to her nose, but kept it in her heart for a long time and did not dissipate. When did you become a believer? Cen Min didn't seem to have a deep memory of this piece, but then she thought of Sang Qing. As soon as she thought of Sang Qing, her thoughts gradually cleared: "It was when I met Sang Qing." ”

"Sang Qing must be a very important person to you, right?"

"Very important person...... Cen Min muttered to himself, "yes...... It's a very important person. ”

"This Sang Qing, do you also believe in the Lord?"

"No, she didn't believe in the Lord, but she made me believe."

"A man who doesn't believe in the Lord, but he makes you believe in the Lord?" The priest asked.

"Yes Father, maybe you don't believe it, but it's true."

"Since you believe in the Lord, you will not lie to me, a priest, and I believe you. If that person is your opportunity to believe in the Lord, then it is also the Lord's will on earth, and there is nothing wrong with that. ”

Cen Min took a deep breath: "Priest, I want to confess to you. ”

The priest whispered, "Whatever you confess, the Lord will forgive you, tell the story of your heart, child, speak up." The priest's voice was like caressing a small animal.

Cen Min's expression was in a trance, and the past she didn't want to mention was stirred up again like a pool of sewage that had been precipitated for a long time. As she recalled, the filth began to slowly rise from the bottom to the surface. Cen Min shook her head and tried to expel it from her mind, but the next second her mouth involuntarily squirmed, and she began to tell the story of the past that she was both familiar and unfamiliar with.

"Twenty-eight years ago, on May 9, 1990, I was born in a small city in the south: Qinli. My parents, both locals, divorced when I was six years old. After the divorce, I left my hometown of Qinli with my mother and came to live in a big city more than 200 kilometers north of my hometown......"

The priest duly encouraged: "I'm listening. ”

"After they divorced, my mother rarely cared about me anymore. At that time, I thought that this unfettered life would continue forever. But one day, she brought back a stranger...... They made out in bed, and I saw it all. But that man wasn't my father...... But he lived at home. ”

"Go on."

"Later, my mom started to feel reluctant to go home...... I don't know why, why she became like that. Occasionally, when she came home, she also quarreled with that person, and even fought. Finally the guy started hitting me...... I started shouting, screaming desperately, but no one came to save me, no one ......" Cen Min sobbed involuntarily, "until one day he and a policewoman knocked on the door of my house. I thought I could be saved, but I didn't expect it......" Cen Min leaned one hand against the partition, enduring the pain in his heart.

"May the Lord Almighty share in your pains." The priest's voice lowered.

Cen Min wiped away her tears, paused for a long time, and then said, "You know what? The man killed the policewoman in front of me. She came to save me, but something happened to her. ”

"This ......" Father Priest's heart beat faster and faster as Cen Min narrated, he had not heard such a tragic story in many years.

"Child, life is always like this. I hope you don't live in pain and hatred, and the Lord will eventually guide you out of these memories. ”

Cen Min was noncommittal after hearing this, if self-soothing helped, that nightmare-like person would not have reappeared in her dream again after so many years. Cen Min whispered a thank you, and then walked out of the confessional room. She seemed to hear the priest behind her say "Amen", but she left without looking back. Cen Min didn't know if the priest could understand the pain in her heart, but she felt that she could no longer endure the terrible memories.

Cen Min wandered alone on the streets for so long that she almost forgot where she was going. Even she couldn't believe that she would say those words in church. The heaviness of my heart did not lessen much after communicating with the priest, but only added some strange feelings. Cen Min found that venting his emotions to the priest, to God, and to her faith had satisfied herself. She desperately needed a new vent, but where did that feeling come from? And since when did it start? Cen Min didn't understand, she felt that she had changed, but she didn't know what had become.

As the sun set westward, Cen Min finally returned to the Green Bank community. Sang Qing came out of her room at some point, and she greeted Cen Min with her messy hair, but she didn't ask where she had just gone. Without saying a word, Cen Min tore off the message on the refrigerator and crumpled it up and threw it into the trash. Even if she has so much unhappiness in her heart now, she doesn't want to confide in Sang Qing for half a minute, after all, Sang Qing has had much more things to worry about than her recently.

"I'm going to participate in the publicity event later, you can get ready."

"Campaign?" Cen Min stared at Sang Qing incredulously.

"yes, what's the problem?"

"It's not a problem...... The itinerary didn't say ......" Cen Min was a little flustered when he heard the news.

"It's decided on the fly, you hurry up." Sang Qing waved her hand, "You seem to be under a lot of pressure lately, I think you're all haggard." ”

Hearing Sang Qing's concern, Cen Min was stunned at first, but immediately returned to his original state. It turned out that Sang Qing had been thinking about me in her heart, and when she thought of this, Cen Min couldn't help but feel a little sweet in her heart.

"Are you going?"

"Go, of course!" Cen Min replied without thinking.

"Then help me put on makeup now, didn't you learn a lot of techniques from makeup artists? It's time to give it a try. Sang Qing finally smiled for the first time after Christmas.

Cen Min's heart melted along with Sang Qing's smile, she nodded vigorously, and then took care of Sang Qing as she did on weekdays. It didn't take long for Sang Qing's face to regain its former vigor under Cen Min's careful care.

"Where is this campaign?"

"You'll find out when you get there."

The two got into the car to go to the publicity event together, but Sang Qing didn't mention the details of the publicity activity along the way, just closed his eyes and recuperated.

It wasn't until the car stopped in front of the TV station that Cen Min finally learned from Sang Qing that the promotional event she was talking about was actually participating in a popular TV variety show - "Lucky Man". She looked at Sang Qing suspiciously, trying to find the answer to her question from Sang Qing's eyes. Cen Min has worked by Sang Qing's side for so many years, and she knows Sang Qing's temper very well. Sang Qing has always scoffed at these variety shows, how could she think of participating in it now? Could it be the arrangement of the film distributor? Thinking of this, Cen Min finally couldn't help but ask: "Is this the arrangement above?" It's too much, they know you're ......"

"Don't talk about it, it's up to me." Sang Qing interrupted Cen Min.

Hearing this answer, Cen Min was really taken aback. What method did the publisher use to coerce Sang Qing to make Sang Qing make such a decision. Thinking of this, Cen Min was even more extremely indignant in his chest. After the two walked into the studio, Cen Min took advantage of Sang Qing's backstage makeup and quickly got the script from the director. Although she has never accompanied Sang Qing to participate in variety shows, Cen Min has seen some of them. In her impression, variety shows like these will ask some embarrassing questions to win the audience's attention. She must eliminate those sensitive personal issues before the program is recorded.

"Director, whose idea was it to arrange for Sang Qing to appear on your show?" Cen Min asked bluntly.

"This ...... I'm just a director, and I don't know. ”

"But you're the director!"

"It's the director who said it...... I'm only in charge of ...... I don't know anything else, and it's useless for you to ask me. ”

"Haven't you revealed any rumors from above?" Cen Min still didn't relax and asked.

"I've said it all......"

Just as Cen Min kept asking, a skinny man in fancy clothes walked towards them. Seeing this, the director hurriedly introduced to Cen Min enthusiastically as if he had found a savior: "This is tonight's host, and he will be the one who will ask questions later." ”

"Hello, my name is Zhou Jianhao. Presumably you are Sang Qing, fortunately, you will be lucky. As he spoke, he stretched out a hand to Cen Min.

"I'm Sang Qing's assistant, my name is Cen Min." After Cen Min shook it lightly, he immediately retracted his hand.

Zhou Jianhao, who recognized the wrong person, not only did not feel embarrassed, but said with a hippie smile: "No wonder, I just said, Sang Qing is not so ...... Well, plump? Is that what you say? Ha ha. ”

Cen Min tried her best to restrain her disgust for Zhou Jianhao in her heart, and she asked: "There are some contents in the script that can be changed, I decided that it is not appropriate." ”

"Well, as long as the director agrees, I have no problem." Zhou Jianhao winked at Cen Min.

The director standing on the side saw Zhou Jianhao throw the responsibility on himself, so he had to reluctantly say: "For the sake of the effect of the show, we try not to change the script." But since you've asked for it, we'll cut down on some personal issues as appropriate, what do you think? ”

Cen Min was obviously not satisfied with this reply, but now that the recording was imminent, it seemed that there was no room for maneuver, so he had to nod his head and agree.

Soon after Cen Min and the director discussed the recording with Zhou Jianhao, the live audience in the studio began to enter one after another. Because it was the first time for Cen Min to come to the recording site of a variety show, he was very unaccustomed to this deliberately created joyful atmosphere. Colorful fireworks flickered on the stitched digital boards in the backdrop, and the old-fashioned jazz music seemed to have a different kind of bad taste to the producers. What is surprising is that those who are still entering the audience are stimulated by the music and start dancing. It's not like I'm here to watch a show, it's to come to a ball.

"Ladies and gentlemen, watch us on Wednesday night for The Lucky Ones. Today, we are fortunate to have the guest from the movie Dong Dong Dong...... Winter Love Opera Group - Miss Sangsang Sangsang Sang! Zhou Jianhao comically lengthened his voice and raised a hand, pointing to the back of the stage. Then, Sang Qing walked to the front of the stage with the skirt of the dress, but what was surprising was that there was a man besides Sang Qing who came up from the backstage.

"Hello Miss Sang Qing. Say hello to the audience and the audience in front of the TV. ”

"Hello, host. Hello to the audience and friends at the scene, hello to the audience in front of the TV, I am Sang Qing. It's a pleasure to be here today at the recording site of "Lucky Man". ”

"Huh? There is also a special person who came to the scene today, this should not be Miss Sang Qing's boyfriend, right? The host asked with a grin.

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhang Xian, a well-known model, but he is not my boyfriend." Sang Qing replied calmly.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Xian."

Zhou Jianhao pretended to scratch his hair with his fingers: "Hey, this guest is very familiar, I remember that you are the party to the naked death case of the model that caused a stir a few days ago, right?" ”

"Uh...... is not a party, if you want to say that the party is a murderer. But I'm not a murderer, to be precise, I'm Zhou Xi's ex-boyfriend, and I was the one who found the body at that time. ”

"Wow, ex-boyfriend, who are you and Sang Qing?" Zhou Jianhao is still unrelenting about this issue.

"It's a partnership, and we have to ......"

"Let me tell you." Sang Qing interrupted Zhang Xian's words, ""Winter Love Song" is about to shoot a sequel, and we will work together in the second part. ”

"Wow! That's big news! In other words, Miss Sang Qing will also return to "Winter Love Song 2"? Zhou Jianhao put on a very contrived look of surprise.

"That's right, so I hope you will support our new movies in the future."

The three people on the stage pretended to ask and answer questions, and although everything had been arranged in advance, they still had to pretend to be surprised as if they had heard it for the first time. But Cen Min, who was standing in the audience, was really surprised by what Sang Qing said, and Sang Qing had never mentioned the filming plan of "Winter Love Song 2" to her. And the appearance of that Zhang Xian was even more unexpected to her. In the past, Sang Qing would never have anything to do with this character who was on the cusp.

In the case of Zhou Xi's naked death at home, Zhang Xian was arrested by the police and has been fired from the blue modeling company to which he belongs for a trumped-up reason. Is it just because the distributor chose to use such a person because he is the latest hot spot? Countless questions poured into Cen Min's mind. But now Cen Min doesn't have time to ponder the answers to these questions, because Zhou Jianhao on stage has already begun to ask some tricky and weird questions, trying to push the show to what he thinks is the climax.

Fortunately, Sang Qing is already a battle-hardened old fritter, and after answering a few questions in a roundabout way, he pulled Zhang Xian to be his shield and put himself out of the matter. Cen Min breathed a sigh of relief in the audience, and then became angry. Sang Qing has never kept her in the dark like today. And Zhang Xian in her stands was also very uncomfortable. This new melon egg is completely unqualified to stand on the same stage as Sang Qing. I don't know what kind of relationship I got this opportunity.

The recording of the program is generally going back and forth between the two sides of the practice of Tai Chi pushers, which seems to be lively but is actually extremely boring, and it didn't take long for it to come to an end. In the end, Zhou Jianhao said the curtain call with a very unwilling expression like a defeated rooster, and the ending song began to play on the stage. Seeing this, Cen Min hurriedly left the audience and walked backstage to pick up Sang Qing.

"This is Sister Min, I'm Zhang Xian, I always hear Sister Qing mention you." Zhang Xian saw Cen Min coming in, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Oh, hello." Cen Min only shook his hand symbolically, and then walked towards Sang Qing.

"How much are you hiding from me? What's going on with "Winter Songs 2", I haven't heard you mention it. Cen Min lowered his voice and whispered to Sang Qing.

Sang Qing winked at Cen Min, as if she didn't feel the need to explain to Cen Min. Sang Qing felt that in the past few days, Cen Min had become more and more beyond the scope of his profession. It's time for her to calm down somehow. She waved her hand impatiently, put the car keys in Cen Min's hand, and motioned for Cen Min to drive.

"I ......" Sang Qing's perfunctory attitude made Cen Min's heart chill, she was obviously caring about Sang Qing, why did Sang Qing treat herself like this?

Cen Min saw that there were many people in this dressing room, and it was not a place to talk. I thought: Why don't you wait until you get back to the Green Bank community? So he no longer had the heart to ask, and turned around and went to the underground parking lot. But as soon as she turned around, Zhang Xian blocked in front of her and said, "I'll help you drive." ”

"Don't bother, Sang Qing's car only uses two positions." Cen Min glanced at Zhang Xian with disgust and staggered away from him.

"Yes...... Is it? Then be careful on your way. Zhang Xiandui said with a smirk.

Cen Min looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head: How could the crew choose such a person? By the time Sang Qing and Cen Min returned to the Green Bank Community, it was already late at night. Sang Qing threw herself on the sofa as soon as she entered the house, and today's program recording seemed to have drained her energy. Cen Min went to the kitchen to cut a lemon and squeezed a glass of lemonade for Sang Qing.

"You...... Isn't there anything you want to say to me? Cen Min asked after handing the lemonade to Sang Qing.

"Say what? Say something about "Winter Songs 2"? Sang Qing rolled her eyes, "The first part is so popular, and the sequel is an ironclad thing." The investor has already opened his mouth, but you don't know it yet. As for Zhang Xian, there is nothing to say. The above named him out of the sequel, and I also raised his hand by the way, just to be a favor. If it weren't for that Sun Qili, alas, ......"

Cen Min's heart moved when he heard Sun Qili's name: "That's just a supporting role, you really don't have to take it to heart." As soon as this variety show aired, the limelight will be on our side, isn't it? I've heard that Sun Qili is missing. Perhaps, it doesn't matter which woods you die in. ”

"You don't talk nonsense, you have to work harder during this time, and now we can't make a mistake."

Cen Min nodded and said, "I feel like I'm back to the time when we first met, and I was also on the cusp at that time." If you can get through it, you can win everyone's attention for a period of time, and if you can't get through it, it will become a stepping stone for others. ”

"Hehe, I still remember when you were just graduating from school and playing on the set. I remember you told me that you wrote TV scripts when you were not working, right? What is that TV series called "Meteor Meteor", am I not mistaken? ”

"I wrote the plot of the first five episodes, and I felt that the ratings were not bad backstage, so I asked a well-known screenwriter to continue writing." Cen Min said.

When Sang Qing heard this, she immediately laughed: "Hahaha, then you really carried it, what did you do later?" I think it's an actor's assistant, right, and a costume artist? ”

"There's no costume artist, it's just an actor's assistant who works for a long time. Who would have thought that I, a student who graduated from the directing department, would enter this circle, let alone direct, and I wouldn't even be able to do TV and movie-related work. ”

Sang Qing sighed in a low voice: "The entertainment industry, it's really a circle. As in the previous enclosure, there is one less enclosure. Those who have many circles can not only set their own thresholds, but also sell relationships at will. There are so many unspoken rules that I've been in the industry for so many years that I've only learned the tip of the iceberg. It's really hard to imagine how those who can't be popular can survive. ”

Cen Min sighed, she felt that the most fortunate thing in her life was to meet Sang Qing. Once, her biological mother abandoned her and left her to be hurt by that person. More than ten years ago, she secretly swore that she would never trust anyone again in her life.

In order to prevent himself from being harmed, Cen Min once built a wall and locked himself inside, and never opened his heart to others after that. It wasn't until she met Sang Qing that Cen Min felt that Sang Qing was like the salvation she had chosen in the dark, descending in front of her. A like-minded, talkative, understanding person, and someone who can love......

"If one day you are not popular, will you still let me stay by your side?" Cen Min asked softly.

Sang Qing leaned on Cen Min's shoulder and didn't speak, because she was tired, she had fallen asleep unconsciously. Cen Min gently brushed Sang Qing's cheek with his hand, and said firmly: "In my heart, you will always be my big star, and I will take good care of you, forever and ever."