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When Liang Bing rushed to the hospital, as if struck by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, he walked in stiffly, only to see his mother's cold body covered under a white cloth.He carefully lifted a corner of the cloth sheet, and saw his mother's calm mouth and even a little smile, as if death was not painful, but a relief with joy.Liang Bing couldn't bear to watch it any longer.He stretched out his hand to hold his mother's hand. That hand was stiff and wrinkled, with thick calluses on the palm. He raised his mother's already stiff hand and rubbed it on his cheek.The touch was cold and rough. He had longed so much for his mother to touch him, but he never thought that the first intimacy between mother and son as adults would happen at such a time of eternal separation.

Tears fell silently on the stiff hands, drop by drop, as if with the master's will, trying to soften the cold fingers that could no longer be bent.Unfortunately, even if Liang Bing turned the excess water in his body into hot tears, that hand would not heat up again. The hot tears just soaked the corner of the white sheet, and then let the warm moisture turn cold.

Seeing him sad, the young female doctor in the emergency room waited a while before explaining to him the situation of the patient before he died.The mother suffered from acute gastric bleeding, but died of ischemic shock because she was admitted to the hospital too late.

"Acute gastric bleeding like hers would cause a lot of vomiting and high fever. It's really rare to be dragged to this point. She must have been in pain for a long time." Although the doctor is used to seeing life and death, it is also difficult for a patient to die in front of him. Inevitably sad.

"Blame me, I was on a mission and couldn't answer the phone, that's why I was delayed." Liang Bing's voice was a little swollen, and the eye circles and the tip of the nose were red.He knew that his mother had a bad stomach, but he never expected it to be this serious.

After sending his mother to the morgue, Liang Bing saw the neighbor Aunt Wang who sent her to the hospital.Aunt Wang is a warm-hearted person, even in the face of such sudden grief, she still can't change her nagging habit.Knowing that Liang Bing was blaming himself, she kept on comforting him.

"Liang Zi's matter is really not bad for you. The doctor said that the blood was at least 1500cc, but she didn't call 120 and didn't call me. It was only when I delivered dumplings to her that the blood was vomited all over the ground. You say she is a person You can carry it so much, you can carry it to the point of shock."

Mother was already sick?He could answer the phone during the day, why didn't his mother call him?To carry it for 10 hours, until there is no hope of life?

"Aunt Wang, does my mother have anything to say to me?" His mother has always been quiet, and she rarely said anything to him except telling him to eat, do his homework and sleep since he was a child.So Liang Bing hoped that his mother could keep the last words to himself, even if she only said these warm words to him in her life, he would still cherish them in his heart.

"I said it, I really said it." Aunt Wang frowned and recalled Liang Bing's mother's last words. "She said she would take away all the sins and make you forget about that."

sin?what sin?That thing, and which thing?Liang Bing's head was chaotic like a sleet, and he walked as if he was stepping on mud.He didn't know how he sent Aunt Wang back, and how he got home. The words kept circling in his mind: I will take away all your sins and make you forget about that.

When Chen Fu arrived, he saw Liang Bing dressed in plain black and placed between a piece of white cloth, making him stand out even more.His eyelids were a little red and swollen, but his eyes were black and blue. His whole body looked like he had just come out of the freezer, and he was breathing a little bit of cold air, which really lived up to his name.Seeing himself, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes widened a little, and he spoke in surprise, his voice was a little tired and hoarse when he spoke.

"Brother Chen? Why are you here?"

"I saw that you didn't answer the phone, so I went to your team to find you and wanted to have a meal with you. I didn't expect something happened at your house, so I asked for the address and wanted to come over to offer incense." Chen Fu didn't expect Liang Bing to invite a funeral False, and knowing that the person who died was his only family member, distressed feelings surged from the bottom of his heart, and he came to the door regardless of whether he was rude or not.

"Thank you." Liang Bing opened the door and let Chen Fu in.Chen Fucai saw that the mourning hall was set up in a small entrance, and the dining table was used as an altar, with some blood stains on it that could not be wiped off, and a small black and white photo on it.The woman in the photo has a calm and even serious face. She looks older than her actual age, but her facial features cannot conceal her youthful beauty, which even makes Chen Fu feel a little familiar.When Chen Fu received the three sticks of incense that Liang Bing handed over, he bowed his head three times, each at a standard 90°, and then inserted the incense with the curling smoke into the incense burner upright.

After entering the room, Chen Fu found that all the furniture and furnishings in the room were covered with a layer of pale cloth, and there was not even a place to sit.Liang Bing wanted to lift the cloth on the sofa for Chen Fu to sit on, but he waved his hand and sat cross-legged on the old but clean floor.

Liang Bing sat next to Chen Fu, his eyes didn't know where to look, he didn't say a word, thoughtful.

"Sorrow and change." Chen Fu didn't know what to say to comfort Liang Bing. The current scene is not something he can boast about, but the ancients have wisdom, and four words can say a thousand words.

Chen Fu never expected that Liang Bing even pulled the corners of his mouth and gave him a smile. This child is really strong. "I'm fine, but there are some things I can't figure out." Liang Bing was still thinking about that sentence, and his intuition told him that the sentence was not meant for him, because he had never disobeyed his mother in anything since he was a child. .She said she didn't like him taking the art test, so he wouldn't take it.She said that the criminal policeman was dangerous, so he became a traffic policeman.But even though he obeyed in every possible way, he still felt that the son in his mother's heart was not himself.

"Don't think about it if you don't understand it. It's okay to be confused." Chen Fu persuaded.

"En." Liang Bing's eyes were finally no longer distracted, he turned to look at Chen Fu and said, "Does Brother Chen have any cigarettes? Give me one."

"Don't you know how?" Chen Fu said without stopping his hand, took out a cigarette and handed it to Liang Bing, and then lit it again.

"I want to smoke one today." Liang Bing tilted his head, took a deep breath on the fire given by Chen Fu, and coughed violently.

"Slow down, I'm aiming at this foreign cigarette." While speaking, Chen Fu also put a cigarette in his mouth, went to Liang Bing's place to set fire, and slowly blew out smoke rings one by one.

Liang Bing also followed Chen Fu's example, sucking in the cigarette and then spitting it out.He just felt that he had learned it, and wanted to review it again, but Chen Fu refused to give it again.

"Your voice is already hoarse, and you're dehydrated from smoking too much." Although Chen Fu pressed Liang Bing's hand, he turned his head and smoked another one by himself.

"You actor should protect your voice, right?" Liang Bing was confused by this kind of double standard.

"I used to hold a cigarette when I couldn't bear it when I was filming a big night (scene), and I gradually developed a habit. Once you get used to it, it will be difficult to quit." Chen Fu looked at Liang from the corner of his eye while smoking. ice.He knows that he is not the kind of person who makes people fall in love at first sight and become addicted once like DP, but he wants to become a cigarette, and slowly let Liang Bing get used to him, and then he can't quit him.

"You don't play the leading role because you want to be lazy." Liang Bing's coolness slowly dissipated, and the surrounding air that seemed to be frozen gradually melted, revealing the melting warmth of a little sun when they met for the first time.

"No one asked me to take responsibility." Chen Fu also smiled when he saw that he had recovered.

In this way, in the curling smoke brought by cigarettes, Chen Fu accompanied Liang Bing in the middle of the white cloth, and sat until dawn, more energetic than shooting a night scene.Concentrate on it, and even ignore the vibration of the mobile phone in the bag not far away.

Burning it doesn't mean it didn't exist, and it doesn't mean it didn't exist. Ever since Lu Yao received the registered letter, he was flustered for no reason. It was the first time he made low-level mistakes such as not being able to remember words and making mistakes in positioning. It was NG countless times, and finally the director couldn't stand it any longer, so he gave him a one-night vacation, asked him to go out of the group, adjust it, and then shoot.He instinctively wanted to find Chen Fu for a drink. Every time before this year, whenever he was flustered and at a loss, he wanted to find Chen Fu, as if he was the quick-acting heart-saving pill.It is quick-acting and can save his heart that is on the verge of breaking.But this time Chen Fu didn't answer his call.He called again, but still didn't answer.Again and again two, no more three.Lu Yao didn't fight anymore, after all, Chen Fu wasn't someone of his, so there was no reason for him to be there whenever he was called.He went alone to the club they frequented, and sat alone at the bar and drank.

Of course, celebrities also have a place to get drunk. Various private clubs and clubs often gather celebrities from all walks of life.They rubbed shoulders with each other, but tacitly pretended not to see each other. In fact, it is clear who is who. Only the fans outside think that they are gods who do not eat fireworks.In fact, everyone is a mortal body with seven emotions and six desires, and they all need a place to vent.

Lu Yao was venting, but suddenly found that there was a worthless person beside him.

"Yo Brother Lu, are you drinking?" Xu Tian greeted warmly, and climbed into Lu Yao's room familiarly, picked up the wine on the bar and poured it down. "Brother will accompany you."