What is your choice? ?

You have chosen [D. Ask him if he can watch your performance as a spectator]

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"Can you help me take a look?" Your lips twitched, and your hot eyes shot at him unabashedly, "I hope someone can comment on my performance as a bystander, but I can't find a suitable person."

When you said this, you took a breath and slapped your eyelashes twice quickly.

"You'll help me, won't you?"

You just feel that the corners of your lips are slightly raised, and your upper eyelashes are slightly lowered, as if you are squinting and smiling, or as if you are throwing an olive branch to the minister under your skirt.That kind of contempt was not full, it was as light as a half-feather, so the imperative sentence lost its strength in an instant, and became a flirt when a lover was rubbing together.

You feel like you have been injected with muscle relaxants, and the muscles in your whole body are soft and relaxed to the extreme, so your original sitting posture is crooked, and most of your body is leaning on the side of the sofa, sticking to the pillow as if you have no bones, Put your right leg on top of your left leg.

Your consciousness begins to blur, but your body becomes more and more excited.Everything in front of me is like an oversaturated photo with sporadic snowflake-like noise, like happy punctuation marks skewed on the discarded manuscript paper.

--What is wrong with me?

For a moment, you realized that something was wrong with you, but soon, this "illusion" disappeared, like a bubble in a dream.

So your smile widens again, and this time it turns into a toothy grin.

You are immersed in your own world, so you have no time to take care of Ye Zi's reaction.You only know that you exchanged a few more words with Ye Zi, and then stood up.

You go to the end of the corridor, and finally turn into the last room, with the leaves in front and you behind.

With a "click", the chandelier on the roof lit up - this is a bedroom.

You turned sideways and whispered a few words to Ye Zi, then slowly walked towards the single bed in the center of the room.You straddled the bed casually, and while stretching your fingers to the buttons on your neckline, you stared at the figure not far away with scorching eyes.

You just feel that the outline of Ye Zi's body is gradually blurred, like a mist.At that moment, you seemed to see many figures of different heights, trembling like flickering candles, dancing and dancing while pointing at you.The applause rushed towards you like a tide, submerged your ankles, and soaked your ears, nose, mouth and lips in it, then the sound suddenly changed into a deafening roar of laughter, like needles soaked in poison. Your inflated consciousness punctures.

bitch.

dog.

bitch.

slut.

You hear people laughing, screaming, and feeling, like translucent watercolor stains overlapping each other, and finally become cloudy and difficult to distinguish.

Your whole body is wet, like fresh sweat and warm blood.You laugh out loud, bohemian, at the same frequency as the applause and admiration of the audience.

I'm in so much pain, who can help me...

You hear your own laughter mixed with intermittent sobs, but no one hears your moans and cries for help.They're drugged brutes, more intoxicated by unreal dreams than you are in the spotlight.

At this moment, a sharp pain rose from your earlobe and spread all the way to your muddled brain.

You shivered suddenly, and subconsciously touched your earlobe with your fingers. What touched your skin was cold earrings and wetness.

You stretched your wet fingers towards your eyes, only to realize that it was a patch of bright red blood.A hand holds your wrist, and you look up along the arc of that arm, and what you see is a worried face covered with leaves.

"Don't touch it!" Ye Zi's tone was mixed with obvious nervousness, "I'll wash my hands first, and use alcohol to disinfect you right away!"

You nodded numbly, as if you haven't completely escaped from the state just now.You look at the figure of the leaves gradually going away, and the room fell into silence again.

There are no crowds of people, no applause one after another - there is nothing here, only the furnishings of the ordinary guest room, and you in a trance.

After being stunned for a while, you swayed and got out of bed.Step by step, you walked to the vanity mirror in the guest room, and silently looked at yourself in the mirror.A few strands of messy hair covered half of your ear, but still failed to block the earrings inlaid on your earlobe.I saw a glaring streak of blood dripping from your earrings, the red blood is connected with the blood-red garnet, at first glance, it looks like a molten gemstone solution.For a moment, you felt that the blood-red garnet seemed to have shrunk a bit, but when you looked closely, you realized that it was just an illusion.

Ye Zi quickly returned to the guest room, carrying a small medicine box in his hand.You turned your head and subconsciously wanted to thank you, but you were stunned by the solemnity on his face.

"I'll treat the wound for you, it's inconvenient for you to treat it yourself." Ye Zi made you sit on the edge of the bed, opened the medicine box by herself, and began to search for alcohol and medical cotton.You are surprised, this is the first time you have heard Ye Zi talk to you in such a strong tone, but you can't hate it, but are a little moved.

Leaf leaned down and gently lifted the hair around your ears.You can feel that the other person subconsciously slows down his breathing, preventing his nose from blowing on your cheek.It was also at this time that you suddenly realized that Ye Zi was still considerate, and the tough attitude just now was just a special case.

Although Ye Zi was extremely careful, when he took off the earrings for you, his fingers still touched your earlobe.You were burned by the touch of his fingertips, the blood all over your body rushed to the base of your ears, and your cheeks began to flush uncontrollably.

Your boldness and uninhibitedness seem to have flowed out along with the bleeding, so you turned back to that shy, conservative otaku again.

After taking off the earrings, Leaf wipes off the blood on your earlobe with clean cotton, and then carefully wipes the skin around your earhole with cotton dipped in a little alcohol.Ye Zi's movements were careful enough, but the moment the alcohol touched the wound still made you gasp.

The movements of Ye Zi's fingers froze for a moment, and then continued to wipe the wound as if nothing had happened.

"Don't wear earrings during this time." Ye Zi's face remained normal, but there was a hint of accusation in her words, "You don't pay attention to your body too much. Judging from your current situation, your ear piercing is absolutely inflamed. It’s not a matter of a day or two.”

You wanted to refute, but when you saw Ye Zi frowning tightly and holding your breath to disinfect your wound, you were speechless.It's just that you can't figure out why your pierced ears become inflamed and even bleed.You've never felt any discomfort before, and this inflammation came on out of nowhere and without warning.

Besides, can ear piercings bleed so much blood?There is some doubt in your heart.

But no matter what you think, the blood stain on the alcohol swab indicates the fact that your wound is bleeding.Before you could continue your mind wandering, Ye Zi's words interrupted your thoughts.

"Actually, I'm worried about you."

You thought he was referring to the inflammation of your ear piercing, but you were thrown off course by his next sentence.

"Don't act anymore, I'm worried that you're too involved in the drama..." Ye Zi looked at you seriously, worry flickered in his usually calm eyes, "Besides, you are not a professional actor, are you?"

He paused, with a hesitant tone: "Or do you have financial difficulties? If it's this aspect of the problem, I can help."

You were slightly taken aback, then quickly denied with a smile.You said that you have enough savings, acting is just a whim of yours.You didn't bring up the matter of the perverted killer, after all, that has long been a thing of the past, and now you are acting purely because you are interested, not because you want to find a safe refuge.

In the process of explaining to Ye Zi, you can't help but start to recall the change in your attitude.At first, you did agree to Director Jiang's request because of safety issues, but the moment you got the script, the situation was out of your control.You realize that this is a responsibility, an expectation of you, and this feeling of being needed is both novel and moving.Interpreting a role is no longer a task—you want to play the role well and respond to Director Jiang's expectations of you.

But the opportunity that really makes you long for acting itself has nothing to do with Director Jiang.Your obsession with acting came about after you left the small dark room.

Yes, obsession.

You chewed the word carefully in your mouth, feeling dazed and soft.With lost past memories, you are like a piece of duckweed, living in no fixed place and at a loss.Even if you recall the memory of your stepfather in the small black room, you still cannot put yourself in it.You feel like a bystander, separated from everything around you by a vague veil.

But acting is different—it’s a choice you make voluntarily after you have memory, and it’s a decision you make after careful consideration.There is no memory gap between you and "acting".It gradually becomes the glue between you and reality, reminding you that you are indeed living in reality, not a doctored dream.

As a result, you and acting have become inseparable, and your obsession with acting has become deeper and deeper.

It is your backbone, your reassurance, and the thread of your story.

You become more determined, and your words become more decisive.

"I'm not a professional actor, but I can't give up this role." You and Ye Zi looked at each other and paused every word. "Acting means a lot to me... I think I like acting."

When you said this, you froze suddenly, and a strange feeling engulfed you, making your eye sockets moist.You don't know where this sudden sensibility comes from, but you can't stay out of it anyway, you can only go with the flow.

You looked away, quietly blinking away the mist in your eye sockets.Leaf stretched out her hand to your cheek, but stopped just before touching your skin.

You heard him sigh, as if he was overwhelmed by your firmness.You turned your head to look, and caught off guard into a pair of clear but passionate eyes.Only then did you discover that the pupil color of the leaf is an extremely gentle light brown, like the tide in autumn water, with some silvery white ripples under the faint moonlight.

You didn't dare to look deeply, and hurriedly looked away, but in your heart you spurned your own sentimentality, and you actually saw a trace of sentimentality from the brief meeting of eyes.And Ye Zi didn't take the initiative to speak again, until you left his house, she whispered good night to you.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when you returned to Director Jiang's house.You open the door of the apartment, and as expected, you find that the room is brightly lit - it seems that Director Jiang has not gone out.

Before going out this afternoon, Director Jiang asked you if you have decided on the content of the audition.At that time, you hesitated for a long time, and finally told him that you haven't fully figured it out, and you will give him an answer when you come back at night.

Thinking about this, you can't help feeling a little irritable.After you met Mr. Yu, you really had a plan in mind, and you decided to choose the part of women's clothing for the interpretation.But after you met Ye Zi, you started to waver again.

You can't remember the performance that stopped abruptly at Ye Zi's house.All you know is that this performance is the first time you've left your identity and truly become someone else.Your vague memory is not enough to let you know whether you are acting well or not, and whether you have performed the character of the character correctly, but this "immersive" performance will undoubtedly let you understand the possibility of your acting skills.

Maybe it's not that I'm incapable of acting in that episode?You thought about Chen secretly, and your eyes met Director Jiang in the living room.

At this point, you decide—

【A. Look away, pretend nothing happened】

【B. Tell Director Jiang that you decided to act in women's clothing】

【C. Tell Director Jiang that you decided to perform the masturbation part】

【D. Tell Director Jiang that you haven't figured out what to play yet】

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