Chapter 959: Tear apart (5 more updates, please vote for me)
Author: Qinggu
"Being born a girl is the greatest original sin. I don't know whether this sentence is correct or not, but..."
Zhuang Ling was a little dumbfounded when he said this.
Xia Yu lowered his eyes: "But - there is really great malice towards women in this world, men against women, women against women?"
Zhuang Ling nodded and continued:
"The little girl communicated with her mother very early on, but her mother chose not to believe her. She even argued and resisted in front of the two of them many times, but it was all to no avail."
"Once her mother told her that if she was divorced because of her, then she would kill her and not let her survive - she strangled her neck every time and only let go when she was about to suffocate."
"Every time my mother goes on a business trip, it's her nightmare. She chose our high school because she can stay in the school—"
"He is a pervert, but he has a very high IQ. He will not do anything that would allow her to get a handle on him, or even go too far. Even if he calls the police, the evidence will not be found."
After experiencing so many script worlds, watching so many real-life events, and going to prison for a long time, Xia Yu almost guessed what Zhuang Ling said.
"That night, we hugged each other and cried, and I realized, what does this matter to me?
I said, I will help her!
Rather than talk about it, I contacted my acquaintances that day and asked for a solution.
I didn't tell acquaintances who it was because it was too shocking.
But I didn’t expect that that night would actually be the night that prompted her to make a decision!”
"How much endurance does a little girl have to endure to kill a man? I don't know whether it was sudden or planned for a long time. In the end, she committed suicide by taking poison..."
"Some people say that if you are not even afraid of death, why are you afraid of living? Not to solve the problem? You are right, but there is something wrong - if you are not even afraid of death, then it proves that, for her, it is something bigger than death.
How cruel is this?"
"I don't quite remember what she looked like. I only remember that her mother was crazy... I just felt sorry for her grandma. I always helped her grandma, but her grandma also passed away a few years ago."
"After that, I may have experienced something. I faced death for the first time and witnessed the death of people around me. Instead, I looked away. I no longer asked for recognition from the world, and no longer asked others to think whether I was worthy or not -
—but ask for it from yourself!”
"I still chose to take the college entrance examination, but before the college entrance examination, I had successfully been admitted to UCLA-TFT. As soon as I graduated, I stayed away from Mr. Zhuang. After more than 20 years in the beautiful country, I finally got rid of the troubles of my original family and found a new life.
self."
"Although I was ostracized and isolated when I first arrived in Beautiful Country, this was all from the outside world. I can bear it and fight back!"
The battlefield of the family, the battlefield of parents and children, this silent protest makes people suffocate from the bottom of their hearts...
Just like Zhuang Ling said to Xia Yu:
"Your teacher is a good director, a good leader, a good teacher, a model in the industry, and even a good husband, but he is definitely not a good father!"
This is the first time that Xia Yu has revealed his true feelings and experiences in all the years he has known Zhuang Ling.
Zhuang Ling didn't talk about the girl again, nor about the follow-up, nor about her future self.
Xia Yu didn't ask, he was so curious that he had a bottom line.
The conversation returned to Carlos Zivkovic.
She said, "What he is experiencing now is really just the hardships on the road to growth. Is it malicious? The greatest malice is not the rejection by his peers. His childhood experience was a nightmare. As time goes by, forgetfulness will wake up with the nightmare."
"
Why are you telling Xia Yu this?
Probably because Xia Yu had the same or similar experience - and could really resonate with him.
As an experiential actor, I am able to empathize with others rather than just being a listener.
Of course, there is also the trust that Zhuang Ling has accumulated in Xia Yu over the past few years, and Zhuang Ling's own relief from past experiences.
Some things can be hidden, but some things can be told.
What's wrong with having one more person to share your mental stress with?
This is a gratifying thing.
Fortunately, after twenty years, I am back on track and I have heard an apology.
Zhuang Ling smiled and said, "Can I treat you to a nice meal tonight?"
"It's too sweet, it's too salty, it's too greasy... I can't eat it. You have to choose it carefully, otherwise you will be complained about when you treat us!"
"It's necessary. I've lived here for more than half a year and I have a lot of friends. Don't underestimate me, senior sister!"
"Okay! I believe you once..."
"Call Meng Meng and we will pick her up!"
"OK!"
*
After Yu Junhao arrived in Paris, he called Xia Yu, "I've received Carlos. Let's have a meal together tomorrow?"
"good!"
Carlos arrived home around ten o'clock in the evening.
Yu Junhao also has an apartment in Paris, but today in order to talk to Carlos and worried about his subsequent state, he decided to spend the night on the sofa at Carlos' house.
He has remained silent since Yu Junhao received him. He has a lot to say and doesn't know where to start.
The door opens.
Carlos's eyes first fell on the text storyboard of "Beauty and Original Sin" on the coffee table in the living room.
There was no time to pick it up again.
I changed my shoes and arranged them neatly.
Seeing that the house was not cleaned up by Xia Yu and the others, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.
Because just like the script, storyboards, etc., he doesn't even like to have his house cleaned by anyone.
An hour later, the house was tidied up, and he entered the house holding the text storyboard.
It is indeed similar to what Xia Yu thought, but it is very different.
Because the trash can that was thrown away was not from my house, but from the trash can downstairs.
After being thrown in, Carlos felt uncomfortable, but he gritted his teeth and returned home.
A few hours later, when the trash can was towed away, he finally regretted it.
He rolled out of the house and went downstairs to the garbage sorting station.
Classify it by region, and then find it in dozens of trash bins in the same area.
He doesn't feel uncomfortable being regarded as a madman. What really feels uncomfortable is that he realizes his own essence and nature.
When I got home, I suddenly collapsed.
And just like Xia Yu, Zhuang Ling guessed that it was indeed impossible for him to do stupid things again.
At the same time, I am also thinking about a question: "Escape, or face it?"
This is a problem.
"Rice porridge or bread and milk?" Yu Junhao asked.
"Rice porridge, and I need a cup of coffee..." His tone was a little weak.
"You are not suitable for coffee now." Yu Junhao refused.
"Okay, rice porridge, milk is in trouble!"
As he spoke, he closed the door.
The room is small and the sound insulation is pretty good, but you can still hear Yu Junhao's movements in the kitchen through the gap in the door.
With an inexplicable mood, Carlos Zivkovic opened the storyboard of Xia Yu's writing for "Beauty and Original Sin".
At the same time, Carlos's own heart was also revealed...