I walked into the room, and there was a row of chairs against the wall, and there was only a desk, a chair in the front and back of the desk, and the room was empty.

As soon as I entered, I saw two beautiful children sitting in the row of seats, a boy and a girl, sitting there playing with sticks and tigers.

As soon as we entered, the two children, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, jumped up, and one of the boys shouted softly, "Director Fu, is it my turn to audition?"

The voice was so familiar, so familiar that it brought tears to my eyes, and the boy looked up at us, his eyebrows shrugging. Those big round eyes, long eyelashes, and straight nose are none other than my son!

There is no change in that face, it has been three years since 2009, but my son has not changed in any way, he is still so cute and beautiful, it reminds me of the scene of me and him racing to throw stones at the water by the canal at sunset. At that time, he also shrugged his eyebrows like this, and looked at me with a cute smile.

My son, standing in front of me right now, standing there alive, in this empty room, he is so alive, so cute and smart.

Only now, when I go back to the old days, he no longer belongs to me, but to this young woman standing beside me, this future should be my wife, and now it is not a woman who is 100% my wife.

My son, snuggled up with my wife, holding hands and talking affectionately. Zhou Wenting told this boy named Wang Yukai that the director said, start the audition immediately, you have to perform well.

After a while, the girl's parents also came to the room, and a few of us followed Fu Jun to the recording studio and began to audition.

I barely paid attention to my son on camera, I just stared at him in the strong stage lighting, posing for the director's request. Every time he posed, it made my nose sour.

Yes, now he doesn't belong to me anymore. My dreams in the past, wanting to go back to 2009, to wake up and the world to be the same again, to wake up and my wife to be the same wife, and my son to be the son, have been completely shattered.

The future world has abandoned me, I have no future, after my life was restarted, the system was changed, this is not a simple reinstallation of the system, it is not a few minutes to restore to the original desktop.

It was a radical change, and everything was gone, leaving me to live in my own memory.

After the audition, Fu Jun asked me separately which child he thought would be better to lead the role. He probably sensed that I was depressed, and thought that I was not happy with these two young actors, so he implicitly said that he could find other actors from the TV actors' database.

I told him I was happy and that both kids were good. However, I want that boy to be the starring role.

Fu Jun hurriedly nodded yes, saying that he also thought that this boy was very good, and there was an aura in his eyes, which was very suitable for advertising endorsements.

The next step is to negotiate the cost of advertising performances and the use of portrait rights, I feel like the walking dead, without any opinions, let Fu Jun discuss the performance contract with Zhou Wenting there, as if Fu Jun is the advertiser of this film.

I was not in a high mood all afternoon, and my mind was groggy, and it was only when the boy waved goodbye to me and called my uncle goodbye that I felt once again a sharp heartache, as if a piece had been gouged out of my heart.

Uncle, I can only be an uncle who has nothing to do with my son.

In the evening I went to Paulina's and drank the last bottle of London gin in a muffled voice. I didn't speak, no matter what Bao Lina asked, I just said perfunctorily: "I found an advertising actor today." Then I sat on the balcony, watching the noisy streets of the neighborhood downstairs and the flow of people coming home from work, silently drinking.

I don't know what to say to Bao Lina, the absurdity of the matter is already beyond my words.

Bao Lina looked at me in bewilderment, tonight, since I came to her, I haven't spoken more than five words, but I have drunk more than five glasses of wine.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Zhou Xu."

Bao Lina stroked my hair and asked me softly.

I shook my head, suddenly feeling sad and tired, and rested my head on Bao Lina's chest. I could smell a faint girly body scent floating in front of my face.

I turned around and unfastened Paulina's bra and pressed my face completely against her snow-white chest. Her pink delicate ** was gently quivering and towering in front of my eyes.

"I don't have anything left."

I said, "I only have you." ”

Bao Lina hugged me in distress and murmured, "What's wrong with you?" Her eyes were filled with sadness and worry.

My nose was filled with the sweet fragrance that emanated from Lina's breasts, and the warm and sweet fragrance comforted me for a while, and I could truly feel her tenderness and soothing on Lina's chest, but the future was no longer for me.

A man who has no future, a man who doesn't know who he is, just lies on the snow-white and tender body of a girl, and is stupidly silent.

For a few days, I was depressed and I didn't say anything to anyone. These days, I only heard that Zeng Yongshan and his family moved, because living in that kind of small guest house damaged the image of Yongshan Food Co., Ltd., so they moved to the Zhijiang Building, which is not far from here, and rented two rooms there.

July passed in a flash, and the TV commercial had already started filming, but I, the original creator, was reluctant to go to the scene. In the end, I asked Zhao Xiaoxuan, as a producer, to go to the scene to help me keep an eye on it.

Zhao Xiaoxuan hasn't figured out what a producer is for a while, but it doesn't matter, I just need to let her know a little, that is, only if she is satisfied, we will pay Fu Jun.

Zeng Yongshan has come to me several times, and he has always wanted to discuss with me what to do next. Now the brand image of the black general has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and tens of thousands of posters have been pasted all over the streets and alleys, and all the outlets and channels of the haberdashery have the posters of the black general, so that many people say when they meet: "Hey, where are you going?" Or "Hey, hello, long time no see." ”

However, during this time, I was drunk and dreaming every day in Bao Lina's Bao Mansion, not leaving the door, reading books or TV all day long.

Bao Lina was worried about my condition, and at the same time she was very confused, and she couldn't understand why I had suddenly become so depressed. However, she still buys some vegetables every day, learns to cook for me, and holds me at night and discusses the plot of the TV series with me.

She thought I'd be happy?

We didn't go out much these days because the weather was too hot. Bao Lina was used to wearing only a T-shirt and nothing else after the shower, bare her thighs, sitting on my lap watching TV until I pushed her away with a shout of "broken leg".

Of course, there are also cases where I stroke her thighs and buttocks, and then press her on the sofa or bed on the spur of the moment, kiss her body, and make love to her.

In early August, Zeng Yongshan finally found me in my office.