ABO diurnal boundary

Ruan Heng was born as a child star. He has appeared on the big screen since he was five years old, and he has not experienced the pain of most child stars. Zhong Yong has been popular all the way to his 20s.

She is the never-fading white camellia in the hearts of many young people of that generation.

As a legendary figure in the history of film, she has left too many masterpieces, so even though she has been out of film for many years when the bad news comes back to China, there are still a group of diehard fans who insist on asking for an explanation.

It was officially announced that Ruan Heng died in a car accident caused by fatigued driving, which led to media releases during that time all about safe driving and unlucky beauty.

Only a handful of people, including Qin Shen, know that this is part of the truth that the Qin family selectively announced after using all their influence to buy the media.

Car accidents are real, but fatigued driving is fake.In order to protect the reputation of her and others in life and death, some truths can only be buried in the dark depths forever, never exposed to the public eye.

For Qin Shen, "mother" and "mother" are always strange and distant concepts.

Everyone knows that he lost his parents when he was 13 years old, and was taken back to China by his grandfather for adoption, but few people know that his family has been disintegrated before that.

He was born in Toronto in the fall.

A serious and steady father, a gentle and beautiful mother, and him who is the most beloved, they together form this not particularly rich but very warm family.

Since he can remember, his mother's favorite thing to do is to hold him and watch his past works.

"This person looks exactly like my mother." He pointed at the heroic heroine on TV with fluttering white clothes, and turned around in confusion, "But she is clearly an ancient person."

"Because that's my mother when I was young." She was amused by him, and poked him on the face with a smile, "Mom used to be a big, big star, and she performed these on TV. So many awards."

The trophy was placed in the cabinet in the storage room, and every time he went to get something, he would see the words "For Ms. Ruan Jue" engraved on it.

At that time, he didn't understand what the name Ruan Heng meant, it was just an ordinary souvenir.

Only later did he know how much honor and aura she had given up in this marriage.

Is it because of love?His mother gave up his status as a star, his father gave up his position as the heir of a big family, and both of them gave up their worldly fame and fortune for each other. He thought, maybe this is true love.

"Why don't you make movies now, Mom?"

"Because of you." She scratched his nose with a tender look on her face, "Because Mom and Dad got you after they got married, and Mom had to take care of you at home, so she didn't have so much time to make movies. Movies often You haven't been home for a month, don't you often cry when you don't see your mother?"

"I didn't." He retorted angrily, but she laughed again until tears came out.

When she said these words, she was obviously smiling, but he could vaguely feel that she was not happy.

At least not so vividly happy when talking about movies.

He remembered very clearly that in the third grade of elementary school, a director surnamed Yan found her all the way, and he knew this director because he made her favorite film "A Dream of Hometown".

They met at home, and he sat by her the entire time.

Director Yan said that he would not be able to make any good works after "A Dream of Hometown", "The script is tailor-made for you...Ruan Heng, help me, I really need you."

He was so excited that he accidentally knocked over the teacup when he stood up.The brown tea stained the white tablecloth, but no one cared.

The word "need" ignited the light in her eyes, and she said to think about it, but her heart had already rushed to the film career she loved most in her life.

"Mom is going back to make a movie." After sending Director Yan away, she couldn't wait for a moment, and excitedly found out the cheongsam and jewelry from the past and put them on her body for gestures.

"By the way, I want to tell my father, and my father will definitely agree. He likes me on the big screen the most."

In the evening when she announced the news at the dining table, her father was silent for a long time, until the smile on her face disappeared before he put down the tableware and said lightly, "Congratulations, if you want to go, go."

Only he noticed the weird incongruity. After a while, he looked at his father again, and found that the expression that made him feel uncomfortable had disappeared.

He put down his fork, whispered that he was full, and ran back to the room regardless of his mother's reassurance.

One day after Director Yan's visit, he came back from school one day, and suddenly found that all the windows were covered with prison-like iron bars.

He tried to use the key to open the door, but he couldn't open it. Fortunately, soon the father at home heard the noise, came out to open the door for him, and gave him a new door key by the way.

"Why change the locks?"

"A thief broke into the house and wanted to steal Dad's treasure. Dad had no choice but to lock it up."

"What baby?"

Dad didn't tell him, but repeatedly warned him not to go to the third floor.

"Children who disobey will be punished."

At this moment, he inexplicably thought of the story of Blue Beard - he doesn't like fairy tales, but the teachers in the school can tell them.

Bluebeard forbade his wife to open the small door because there was the body of his ex-wife behind it, so what kind of secret was hidden on the third floor that his father did not allow him to set foot on?

After that day, he observed quietly for a long time, and finally confirmed that the key on the third floor was the smallest one on the keychain.

He rubbed the mold with plasticine, and then got someone to make an exact copy.On the day he got the key, he skipped class and quietly returned home, and opened the closed door.

Behind the door, he saw the mother who his father said had left home to shoot a movie.

She was lying on the bed, with only a thin sheet covering her body.

The school's physiology and hygiene class talked about the differences between the three genders of ABO, so he knew that Beta cannot be marked like Omega.

Not being able to be marked has become her greatest source of misfortune.

When she turned over, he saw the dense tooth marks near the back of her neck, new ones piled up with old ones, like sinful growth rings.

Sensing that someone was coming, she flinched subconsciously, "You kill me, if you kill me, I will never run away again."

"Mom..." He tried to get closer and comforted him with his hands, "Mom, it's me."

Her face was hidden behind her seaweed-like hair, and when she realized that it was him, she broke down and cried, begging him not to look, begging him to let her out.

Terrified, he made a move he regretted years later, turned and ran, not even closing the door.

Only then did he understand what the "treasure" in that man's mouth was referring to—his mother, a real person.

He tried to call the police, but it didn't work. The phone line at home was cut, and the police thought he was playing a prank if he used a payphone.

In the countless nights that followed, he stood on the stairs between the second and third floors, unable to sleep, listening to the begging and moaning behind the door, his stomach churned.

Without the fig leaf of love, adult desires are shockingly dirty.

After being exposed, the man did not repent, but occasionally opened the door on the third floor and asked him to visit his mother, calmly as if they were supposed to be like this.

Because he ran away for the first time, no matter what he said afterwards, she would just shake her head in fear and say that she didn't know, and begged him not to test her with that man.

Obviously he really wanted to let her go, why she still refused to believe it?

In order to prove that he was not lying, he stole her documents and passport while the man was away and put them in front of him.

Before he could speak, the man who was supposed to be talking business outside suddenly appeared at the door.

While he was being beaten by the enraged man, she watched him as if he was just an insignificant passer-by.

At first he would cry or cry out in pain, but then he learned to grit his teeth and endure silently.

He knew that his mother, who used to be so distressed that he would cry when he accidentally knocked his knee, would never come back.

No one cared about him, his home had long since ceased to exist, and all that remained was the jailer, the prisoners, and a dog the jailer fed.

Such days continued until he was 13 years old.

The mother, who had learned to be obedient and obedient, was finally able to leave the cage, but there was nothing resembling joy in his heart.

A painting that has been torn apart and put back together, at first glance, looks the same as before, but in fact there are irreparable cracks everywhere.

Today is their fifteenth wedding anniversary, and in a rare move, they decided to go out and celebrate.

"I also need to go."

The well-dressed mother squatted down in front of him, "No, today is my wedding anniversary with your father, we need a world for two."

"So I'm redundant and unnecessary?"

"No." Under the gaze of the man, she hugged him, "No."

Her body was very cold, and he hesitated to reach out to hug her back.From his angle, he could see the scarred back of her neck, but through her thin body, the man who gave him the other half of his blood had a blurry face, like a devil, which made people fear.

Before she was about to let go, she whispered something in his ear that he would never forget, "I will look at you, even if I die, I will always look at you."

After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand, and returned to the man's side with a charming smile, holding his arm and acting like a baby.

From his perspective, he could see that she wasn't actually smiling, and her eyes were also unusually cold, like ice and fire, hot and sad.

She is indeed a very good actress, at this moment he finally believed that she could indeed win so many awards, not the vase that those people said.

"Wait until we get back."

——Will you really come back?

Because of the special circumstances, the driver was fired many years ago, and now the man drives the car himself.

He stood by the window on the second floor and watched until the back of the car disappeared completely.

He was contacted by Toronto police the next morning.

Through the words of the police officer, he roughly knew that his parents were involved in a car accident on the road. The car rushed out of the road and hit the flower bed on the side of the road, resulting in the death of his mother sitting in the passenger seat on the spot. His father was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. He was also declared brain dead two hours later, and now it is up to him to decide whether to terminate the rescue.

Out of unnecessary kindness, they also hid from him that the accident was caused by his mother snatching the steering wheel.

"The extubation is complete."

Through the glass of the emergency room, he took one last look at the man.

In his memory, his father was a tall and handsome alpha male, and the man on the hospital bed was knocked into a mass of rotten meat. Anyone would think he was dead, only the faint rise and fall of his chest could prove that he was still alive.

Brain death, in a more mysterious way, means that his soul has gone to see God, leaving behind this useless body, even if a series of life support devices such as a ventilator barely keep this pulse, there will be no miracle.

After signing, the line on the electrocardiogram quickly turned into a straight line without ups and downs. The police officer with fair skin and yellow hair told him not to be sad.

"She's free," he murmured. "He should go to hell."

"What did you say?" The police officer didn't hear clearly.

"I didn't say anything." He wanted to pretend to be sad, but found that he couldn't shed tears anyway, "I'm fine."

He was so nice that all the eager officers who tried to help him thought he looked terrible.

A few days later, an old man who claimed to be his grandfather came to him and helped him with their funeral.

Because she had no other relatives in the country, he buried her in the local cemetery on his own initiative, and the man's ashes were brought back to the country by his new grandpa.

For more than ten years, he has been wondering why she left such words as her last words.

- I will look at you, always look at you.

The injured prey is instinctively afraid of the hunter's breath.

She discovered very early on that there was no difference between him and that man in essence, that's why she was so afraid and guarded against his approach.