Chapter 1519: When the fake is the real thing, the real thing is also fake
The story of the witch continues.
The picture inside the eyeball will give different results to different people.
Another boy saw his young self, sitting on the toilet and reading a newspaper. But the next moment, he suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and fell face first to the ground!
The boys were trembling with fear, they were so frightened that they almost shed tears.
"I saw how I died. I was old and fell to death."
"I will be young when I die."
The two brothers suddenly ran away.
Only Edward was still standing beside the old woman, smiling.
Edward helped the old woman back to the house. He could have left here now, but he couldn't restrain his curiosity.
Edward was curious: "Now I think about the issue of death and want to see how people die."
The old woman turned slightly towards him, but still did not face him head-on.
Edward continued: "I mean, on the one hand, if all you can think about is death, it will drive you crazy. But on the other hand, it will help you, won't it? Because you know you are in other
He won’t die under such circumstances.”
The old woman smiled slightly, showing her incomplete teeth.
Edward insisted: "I want to know."
The old woman turned her face to face him. Edward counted three times silently in his mind, and then looked into the glass eyes.
This time, the camera did not switch. It just allowed the audience to see Edward staring at the glass eyeballs intently, watching how he died, focused, confused and interested. No matter what he saw, it would never be like what his companions saw.
It was so tragic and terrible, as if his future was strange.
Edward: "Hey, is this how I go?"
The old woman nodded. Edward was still a little overwhelmed, but he still turned and left.
The adult Edward's voice sounded again: "From that moment on, I was no longer afraid of death. Therefore, my mental state was like that of a god."
When Edward left, the door closed automatically.
Now that the movie has reached this point, many people find it more and more interesting. Although they still don’t quite understand what kind of story the movie is going to tell, it’s because of this that it makes people more and more curious, right?
Back to reality on the big screen.
The front door opened, and Will and Josephine were standing on the porch, bags in hand. The camera shot back to Will's mother, Sandra, who looked surprised.
Will looked at his mother and said hello with a smile: "Hi, Mom."
He leaned forward and hugged her. Sandra held her son tightly.
Sandra: "I'm so happy to have you back."
The two separated, and Sandra pushed her son away and saw her daughter-in-law's big belly.
Sandra looked at her son and then at her daughter-in-law: "You shouldn't come by plane."
But the next moment, Sandra hugged Josephine.
Josephine said: "Nice to meet you. You look beautiful."
That's not a compliment, it's a fact.
Josephine smiled at her husband and went into the house. Will turned back to the taxi to get his luggage.
Sandra followed him.
Looking from the driveway, it is an old suburban house with three bedrooms. It is larger than the neighboring houses and is well designed.
Children playing in the street.
Will glanced at the car next to him: "Is that Dr. Bennett's car?"
Sandra nodded and looked upstairs: "He is upstairs with your father."
The two returned to the house, and Will couldn't help but ask: "How is he?"
Sandra looked a little annoyed: "He is so angry that he won't eat and is very weak. Because he is weak, he doesn't want to eat even more."
Will asked: "How long does he have?"
Sandra stopped: "Don't talk about these things now, it's not time yet."
Entering the home, Sandra poured ice tea for Will and Josephine.
The elderly Dr. Bennett came in from the hall, still panting from having just come down the stairs.
Dr. Bennett saw Will and said, "Will."
Will stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "Dr. Bennett, nice to meet you. This is my wife Josephine."
Dr. Bennett: "Hello."
He judged how many months she was pregnant: "She must be seven months old."
Josephine expressed deep admiration and said: "You are really right, it is exactly seven months to this day."
He came close to her and whispered to her: "It's a boy."
Josephine smiled, surprised but not suspicious. Will looked over as if asking: What did he say?
Josephine shook her head.
Sandra asked the doctor: "Do you think his condition is not getting worse?"
Dr. Bennett: "Yeah. Still like that."
Everything was said in silence, this was obviously not the good news Sandra expected.
Will asked, "Can I see him?"
Dr. Bennett: "Of course. Talk to him."
The atmosphere was awkward because everyone present knew that father and son had not spoken to each other for several years.
Sandra handed Will a can of nutritional drink.
Sandra: "Let him drink this. Although he refuses to drink it, tell him that he must drink it."
Will came out of the kitchen and slowly climbed the stairs, which creaked under his feet.
The wall next to the stairs is covered with family photos, and those happy times are frozen forever.
Most of the photos were of Will, recording the years from when he was born until he got married. As he climbed the stairs, he looked at those photos, which witnessed the entire process of his growth.
At the end of the hall, sunlight streamed through a half-open door. Will walked toward the door, running a hand along the wallpaper.
As he approached the door, he stopped, took a breath, and walked inside.
Edward lay on the bed and fell asleep. Although he was no longer as full of life as before, it was not as bad as he imagined. There were no bottles, no monitors, nothing beside the bed.
Will walked to the bed and looked at his father Edward lying there sleeping.
Will called softly, "Dad?"
Edward opened one eye slightly, and it took him a while to concentrate. He wanted to speak, but couldn't.
He looked at the kettle on the bedside table. Will poured him a glass of water and handed it to his dry lips.
After drinking the water, Edward put down the water glass himself. There was a long pause, and the air seemed to freeze. Will wanted to speak to break the silence.
Edward broke the silence first: "You..."
He pointed at his son: "You must be surprised, right?"
Will: Really?
Edward: "Things are different when you have a baby. Changing diapers, putting the baby to sleep, feeding the baby in the middle of the night..."
Will asked, "Have you ever done those things?"
Edward: "I haven't done it, but I heard it's very annoying. Then you have to spend several years filling his head with all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts. But in the end he will still be very clever."
Will asked: "Do you think I'm qualified for the job?"
Edward smiled: "The person who taught you is the best."
His voice is still full of energy and confidence!
Will didn't refute. He remembered the can of nutritional drink and took it over. Edward didn't want to drink it.
Will: "Just drink half of it. I'll tell mom you drink it all. It'll be better for everyone."
Edward's eyes rolled wildly. Will opened the drink can and found a straw on the bedside table.
Edward: "You don't have to worry like this. My time has not yet come, and this is not how I will go."
Will: "Really?"
Edward: "Really, I saw it in the glass eyeball."
Will: "The old woman in the swamp?"
Edward nodded: "She is a witch."
Will shook his head: "She's not a witch. She's just old, maybe confused, and maybe schizophrenic."
Edward firmly believed: "I saw the way I died in those eyes. It was not like this."
Will: "So what?"
Edward: "The ending is unexpected, and I don't want to spoil it."
Edward sucked up as much of the drink as he could, then removed the can and swallowed it with difficulty.
Edward continued: "There used to be a beggar who would ask me for money every morning when I came out of the cafe next to the office."
Will nodded: "Yes."
Edward: "I gave him a quarter every day, every day. Then I got sick and left for two weeks. When I came back and met him again, what do you think he said?"
Will: "How?"
Edward: "He said you owed me three and a half dollars."
Will wondered: "Really?"
Edward: "It's true."
Will paused and asked, "When did you work in the office?"
Edward smiled: "There are still many things you don't know about me."
Will agreed: "Indeed."
"Your mother was worried that we would stop talking. Look, don't we talk very well now? We both know how to tell stories. I tell my story, and you write yours. It's the same thing."
Will did not express his opinion on Edward's evaluation.
Will said, "Dad, I hope we can talk about something while I'm still here."
Edward: "You mean, while I'm still here."
Will: "I just want to know the truth. Which ones are true and which ones are just stories you made up."
Edward smiled slightly and immediately started coughing. He had to drink water to relieve his cough. I don't know what made him stop talking.
Edward: "Your mother never cleaned the swimming pool. If you would clean it..."
Will: "I'll clean it up."
Edward: "Do you know where the detergent is?"
Will: "When you went out, I did all this kind of work, remember? I did it a lot."
Will didn't intend to be so harsh. He picked up the remaining half-can of drink, stood up and left. When he got to the door...
Edward said, "I don't want to stay at home all the time, Will. It's too cramped at home. Now, I'm chained to the bed. Dying is the worst thing that's ever happened to me."
Edward was amused by his own joke.
Will's lips moved: "You won't die."
Edward was not so negative: "I said I didn't go this way. The final outcome is extraordinary, believe me."
He seems to still be the Edward who can always tell all kinds of fantastic and magical stories. He still seems to firmly believe that he is the hero in those stories, the heroic Edward.
Even if he is terminally ill, even if he is about to reach the end of his life.
Will closed the door and drank the rest of the drink. No wonder Edward didn't like it, it tasted awful.
As Will walked toward the stairs, he passed an open door and peered inside...
Eight-year-old Will was lying on the bed, his face covered with chicken pox and lotions. He showed Edward how many bumps he had formed on his arms.
Little Will: "Dr. Bennett said I have to stay at home for a week."
Edward didn't take it seriously and said, "It's not a big deal. I was in bed for three years."
Little Will asked: "Have you ever had chickenpox?"
Edward: "I still have something to think about."
In the church, little Edward, wearing a white shirt and bow tie, sang hymns with the church congregation. He sang at the top of his voice, making his voice as high and thin as possible.
Suddenly, his voice became thicker, dropped half an octave, and then dropped another half octave. His friends looked in his direction to see what was wrong. Edward felt ashamed.
Keep singing, trying to keep up with the baritone part.
He pulled hard on the collar, and then pulled it again, his face turned red. He was frightened, loosened the tie, and tried to unbutton the collar. Suddenly, the collar button was broken, and two shirt buttons were also broken.
It fell apart. One of the buttons hit a fat woman in the neck.
The camera focuses on Edward's shoes.
Seeing Edward's trousers rising inch by inch...he is growing so fast.
Edward's voiceover sounded: "Actually, no one knew what happened. Most people grow up gradually, and I found myself too anxious."
"Hahaha!"
This scene made many people couldn't help laughing because it was really funny.
The movie continues, with little Edward lying on the bed, his limbs connected to various pulleys and levers to support his weight. There are a dozen encyclopedias around him, and a dozen more books scattered on the floor.
Edward's voiceover continued: "My muscles can't keep up with the growth rate of my bones, and the growth rate of my bones can't keep up with the growing ambition in my body. So, I spent three years in the narrow world of my bed.
Over time, reading encyclopedias became my only way to explore. I kept reading entries starting with "G", trying to find an explanation for "giantism". As a result, I found an article about common goldfish."
An illustrated article from an encyclopedia is inserted into the picture at an appropriate time.
Little Edward read aloud: "Put a goldfish in a small bowl and it will always be that small. But if the goldfish's living space becomes larger, it will grow to double, triple or even quadruple its original size."
Little Edward thought about this passage.
Edward's voiceover said: "At that time, I thought that the reason why I grew up too quickly was probably because my ambition was too big. After all, a giant cannot have an ordinary life."
In fact, many viewers were a little surprised at this time, because at first, everyone subconsciously thought that the movie would tell a story about the growth of a son, but they did not expect that it would be a story about the father.
It’s also a story about a father’s growth. The key is, it’s so fantastic and absurd!