Cao Aiqing left.
Just like that time when she got rid of He Tianran in the lead washing pool, she left resolutely.
A woman who can say "she has never had a failure in her youth" is destined to move forward.
He Tianran knew this very early, so he made comments like "A Liang is fake and free and easy, but Ai Qing is the real open-minded one."
However, what about the men themselves now?
After leaving the tailor shop, he sat in the car for half an hour before stepping on the accelerator.
In the huge city, he drove aimlessly through the jungle made of reinforced concrete. He would turn left at the next intersection, go straight, or take the elevated road...
On a journey without a purpose, he can run all the way and go anywhere.
But in the end, the car stopped at the entrance of a convenience store, and the man bought a pack of cigarettes.
He Tianran hardly smokes now, and usually only makes exceptions when he is in a particularly complicated mood. But as long as he smokes, he will smoke one after another, so with a pack of twenty cigarettes on his body, he can smoke three or four cigarettes. Month, or only half a day.
"Cough, cough cough..."
When he inhaled the third cigarette in a row, He Tianran coughed, and a nauseating feeling surged in his chest. This sudden discomfort while thinking made him realize a very sad fact -
Smoking is harmful to health, but there will always be people who label it with various emotional symbols and let nicotine imprison the soul.
No matter how bad you are, whether you are pretending to be lonely or lonely, no matter how bad it is, it can still be used as a stress reliever.
And once this kind of emotional sustenance is formed, even if you know that it will do no good, it will be difficult to control your behavior by willpower.
Smoking to relieve the craving for cigarettes is a knowingly stupid act. Some people say that smoking is enjoyment, but in fact this kind of enjoyment is just a short-term and complete sense of comfort for the body that has been damaged by cigarettes...
But everyone knows the truth, but when seriously faced with the temptation of some choices, you will still hesitate when you should.
This is true for cigarettes, and the same is true for the string of Buddhist beads in He Tianran's hand.
This is the power of this kind of "sustenance".
Perhaps, in this impetuous society, people want to obtain a kind of spiritual integrity and peace too much.
Even if it's just temporary.
After several reincarnations, He Tianran knew very well how great the impact of the change in the timeline would be, but he also really longed for the world that Cao Aiqing just described...
"It's unexpected that I suddenly realized that leaving a legacy that echoes in the tragic wind may have been explained very clearly as early as in the poem Ai Qing gave to herself..."
The man sitting smoking in front of the convenience store muttered to himself.
He Tianran, who does not need to save Cao Aiqing, is now free.
Putting the string of bodhi seeds that symbolized "perfection" but each particle representing one hundred and eighty "troubles" on his wrist again, He Tianran put out the cigarette and got in the car again.
What has he learned over the years?
The world outside the car window was dazzling, but the places he occasionally passed by were dark and dead. Between the alternation of sunlight and black and white, He Tianran thought a lot.
Cao Aiqing's youth had no faults, but he couldn't do it, or in other words, this was not the way He Tianran wanted.
Every punctuation mark in this article about life is clear, and there are no typos. This kind of cautious personality is not suitable for him after all.
It doesn't matter if your handwriting is a little messy, and it doesn't matter if you can't get a high score on the paper. Be loyal to your own feelings, do everything seriously, don't be annoyed, don't perfunctory, don't give up, just do it to the end, what's important is Still those four words——
Consistently.
This is He Tianran's credo towards life now.
He is not going to go back in time and redraft an autobiography of his life. If the writing is crooked, it will be crooked, if the punctuation is wrong, it will be wrong. How to measure whether the article is beautiful and whether the life is complete?
Just finish writing and live.
Instead of turning around and pondering the first sentence of the article from scratch at this turning point in life, it would be better to...
Write your next sentence well.
Therefore, when He Tianran stood in front of the commercial street that had been silent for a long time and had lost its color, he no longer had a trace of fear.
The beads on the wrist glowed slightly, seeming to be able to feel the wearer's thoughts.
There is no need to go back to the past to change, and there is no need to go to the future to witness.
What does one want to do firmly...
Now you can!
He Tianran stood up and stepped into the black and white world that had forgotten him for a long time.
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"Director Li, the actor teacher from before just called and he probably won't be able to come."
"Huh? Why?!"
"He said that he...there was something urgent at home, but he didn't elaborate on the details..."
"Hey, what's the rush... This kind of special actor has too much work. It's just that he feels that the salary is small. It's a hot day and it's filmed in a university town. It's still a student work. I don't want to work."
"Then...what should we do now?"
"Let's look for it. See if you can contact some students from the acting department to help. Fortunately, there aren't many shots..."
At the gate of the film school, a group of people who looked like a student crew gathered together. The leader was a man named Li Wang, who was a senior in the directing department and was currently worrying about his graduation short film.
"Oh, why is it so troublesome? As I say, Director Li can just take care of himself."
The person holding the camera and talking at this time is named Cai Jueming, a senior in the Department of Photography, and the photographer of this short film.
Li Wang quickly shook his head, "I won't appear on camera. This is a matter of principle!"
Many directors only like the feeling of hiding behind the scenes and strategizing about their works. It is even more difficult to get them to appear on camera.
"Then what do you think of Hu Xiucai?"
Cai Jueming smiled and joked to the other man next to him.
The person he calls Hu Xiucai, his real name is Hu Yue, majoring in drama, film and television literature, and the screenwriter of this work.
The main creators of this small crew are all at the same level, and there are also a few juniors who come to help with set chores. It can be seen that the structure of this crew is really simple.
As soon as he heard his nickname, Hu Yue immediately stood up comically, apparently looking forward to playing a guest role in his script.
"Um……"
Li Wang just stared at him for a few seconds and shook his head:
"I...um...this character should be...how should I put it...more serious, don't you think?"
"Hey, hey, Director Li, do you mean that I look crooked? Do you believe that I will change the script for you right now, right away, right on the spot?"
Hu Yue protested, and a group of people burst into laughter.
"Oh, Director Li, look at that man, he's been looking at us."
The heroine of the short film, Gu Ling, nudged Li Wang, who was still laughing, with her elbow while everyone was joking. He raised his eyes and saw a man who looked to be about the same age standing not far from their group.
The man's long hair was tied up casually. It must have been specially designed, so some of the hair was highlighted with gray. He was wearing a well-fitting suit that made his figure look extra tall and straight. In this art school where handsome boys and beautiful women gathered, In front of the door, he has a unique temperament. At first glance, he looks like a rich kid who is engaged in art.
"Isn't it cool to wear a suit?"
Cai Jueming complained, but was immediately criticized by his ex-girlfriend Gu Ling:
"You have to do it. You can't learn this style from other people even if you want to. And maybe someone else is a senior or something because they need to go out to work!"
Cai Jueming laughed twice: "Ha~ yes, yes, yes."
Unlike his friend, Li Wang looked at the man in silence. The other man also felt the gaze from here. Perhaps he knew that it was not polite to stare at them just now. He nodded slightly politely, and then He showed a slightly tangled expression, as if he wanted to come over and say hello, but he thought that no one was familiar with him, so he was about to turn around and leave.
"Classmate, stay!"
What was unexpected was Li Wang's reaction. He quickly left his friends and walked to the man in two or three steps.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
The man stopped.
"Um...well, what do you call your classmates?"
"... Just call me Xiao Jia."
The man hesitated for a moment and smiled.
"Ah, Brother A, right? Uh, what about...Brother A, are you free in the afternoon?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Our crew is temporarily missing a supporting actor. It's quite important. Can you do us a favor and make a cameo for us?"
Li Wang also happened suddenly and was forced to find a suitable one with great difficulty, so he stepped forward to arrest the person himself.
The man named Xiao Jia was stunned and then asked:
"What role?"
"A director!"
(End of chapter)
