This Star Wants To Retire

details make a difference.

In Luo Mo's version of Send You A Little Red Flower, the actress who plays the role of mother is called Zhou Lin.

A woman with strong acting tension.

When Luo Mo auditioned for her, he felt that she was really good.

It's just that before that, he had hardly seen many of her movies or series.

I have a certain impression of this person's face, and I feel a little familiar. But it is estimated that the roles played in the works are not many and not important.

This made him feel a little pity.

When the short film played to this part, many viewers at the scene had red eyes.

You know, this plot is one of the famous scenes in the movie.

In fact, if there is a disease in the family, the family members will also have to bear great pressure.

But many film and television works nowadays are shot to extremes.

Either the family members are very good, they are dedicated to treating illnesses, they are willing to give a little, and their hearts are extremely strong.

Or the family is particularly bad.

It all seemed unreal.

The son is sick, and the mother is willing to give something.

But mothers are human too.

Moms have emotions too.

Mom also had moments of breakdown.

When the car continued to start, the screen fell into a brief darkness again.

The narration sounded, and a comic-like picture began to appear on the big screen.

Every time my mother takes Wei Yihang to see a doctor, after the doctor's visit, she will cover his palm with a small red flower and praise him for his active cooperation, just like when he was sent to kindergarten when he was a child.

This time, Wei Yihang didn't let her cover it.

With the passage of time, Wei Yihang's condition temporarily stabilized, but the price he paid was a huge fee.

One Sunday, he and his friends had a gathering outside, and by chance, he saw his father driving a special car outside on the rest day to make money.

He didn't say a word, just looked out of the window, and asked his friend lightly: What day is it today?

After the party, Wei Yihang found Wu Xiaomei, the owner of the patient group.

He asked him: How do you sign up for the drug test volunteer posted by your circle of friends?

Oh, that was sent by a friend who is a medical representative. I forwarded it for others. Help. He asked, What are you doing?

Wei Yihang lied to him, saying that he was asking for a friend.

Classic routine one: make friends out of nothing.

Do they give money?

Give me money, every time, but they have to screen out what kind of psychotropic drugs they are trying this time.

Ah, then my buddy is very suitable, I always think he has mental problems. Wei Yihang said.

Classic routine two: I scold myself.

In the end, he got his business card and participated in the drug trial.

After the narration and comic content ends, the screen lights up again.

The actors are already seated in the new scene, running around in the process.

This time, back at Wei Yihang's home, the family of three were eating.

Goji berry and broccoli, new CP. Although Wei Yihang was mourned, his mouth was poor.

He hasn't realized for the time being that the expressions of his parents today are somewhat serious and dignified, and the atmosphere at home is also a bit wrong.

The camera zooms out to a distant view, and you can see a family of three sitting on the dining table, and there is something under the broken corner of the table, otherwise the table will not stand stably.

Dad glanced at Wei Yihang and asked, Do you have anything to tell us?

Wei Yihang just picked up the broccoli and put it in his mouth. After biting half of it, he looked up at his father in a daze.

His bangs were so long that they almost pierced his eyes.

After seeing his father, he looked up again at his mother who was sitting there expressionlessly.

This silly boy realized that the atmosphere at home was not right at this time.

He put down his chopsticks, his hands drooped, his palms were clamped between his knees, his shoulders drooped, and he said:

I planned to tell you guys after a while, but I have already figured out where to go hiking. I think I will go out after a while.

Where do you get the money to go hiking? Dad looked at him, and asked again in as calm a tone as possible.

I sold my limited-edition toys on the second-hand website, and then my friend also collected some, which should be almost the same. He was still a little proud, like a child waiting for praise, picked up the chopsticks again, Ready to continue eating.

He smiled and stuffed the unfinished half of the broccoli into his mouth again, chewing it.

Wearing glasses, the already middle-aged father looked at him with slightly lowered eyelids, pursed his mouth slightly, let out a rough breath from his nostrils, took out a box of medicine from his pocket, and smashed it hard on the dining table.

Talk to me? His voice was a little harsher, completely different from the previous dad who looked easy to talk and had no temper at all.

Obviously, it was discovered that Wei Yihang traded his own body for testing medicine for money.

He lowered his head, with the chopsticks still in his mouth, staring at the medicine box, tapped his teeth with the chopsticks, plucked his lower lip, and put down the chopsticks with a snap.

Wei Yihang's whole body drooped again, his hands were clamped in his knees, his long bangs followed his slightly lowered head, as if they could cover half of his face.

Why do you rummage through my drawer? He asked.

Dad stared at him and said, If I don't look through your drawers again, you'll eat yourself like a madman!

While speaking, he couldn't hold back his finger and pushed Wei Yihang's head hard.

Although the tone was harsh, it could be seen that Dad was still suppressing his emotions and never spoke loudly to him.

Wu Xiaomei said it? Wei Yihang glanced at him, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to eat. The child in the rebellious period was still muttering: Success, success!

He exhaled unhappily, ate a dry mouthful of white rice, and looked up at his mother during this gap.

Mom never spoke.

While he was chewing the rice, he turned his head to look at Dad, and Dad just stared at him.

You don't have to stare at me like that. He picked up the rice bowl with one hand uncomfortably, picked up the vegetables with the other, and said, I'm an adult, I have the ability to act independently, and I know what I'm doing.

These words completely angered the father who had been suppressing his emotions and was reluctant to kill the child.

He stretched out his big hand suddenly, grabbed the rice bowl in Wei Yihang's hand, and smashed it to the ground.

The sudden explosion and the piercing sound of the rice bowl cracking made many audience members couldn't help opening their mouths, as if they had already been murdered by their father.

Dad stood there with a slightly hunched figure, a little hunched, and because of fatigue and anger, he couldn't straighten his back.

If you want to use money, you can ask us for it. His voice was trembling with anger, but the volume was still under control, and he didn't yell at the child: You can't do it with your own body!

Wei Yihang was still holding the chopsticks in one hand, and the rice bowl in the other hand was smashed. He was making small movements in his hand. He lightly scratched the nail of his thumb with his index finger, looked up and said:

I've done enough to drag you down.

This time I want to use my own way to fulfill my wish, can't I?

What method? Dad lowered his head and asked him: Wei Yihang, let me tell you, your body is not only your own.

With his palms on the table, he tapped the table with his fingers, but still without making too loud a sound, he said, It still belongs to us!

Dad, take a look. Wei Yihang held the chopsticks against the dish, making noises from time to time, while his eyes looked around the house.

Has there been a new thing in our house since I got sick?

He actually held back during this period.

He knew that his father was driving a special car, and his mother was saving money even more.

He also secretly waited until his father came back in the middle of the night, and handed him the noodles he had just cooked, saying that he was out of order, and he wanted to cook another bowl to eat by himself, and this bowl will be given to you first, otherwise it will be wasted.

The selfless love of parents can also become a pressure on children.

He is grateful, ashamed, and also thinks: If there is no me in this world...

too heavy.

Too sick.

Love is too heavy.

The boy who was already taller than his father suddenly stood up, lifted the table suddenly, kicked away the things under the table foot, and then put the table down abruptly.

The mother who remained silent at the side was startled by the father and son, and hurriedly supported the table.

The legs of the table have long been unsteady. Wei Yihang looked at him and picked up the phone on the table.

And your mobile phone is too expensive. The screen is broken and there is no place for you to fix it. He shook the phone, and the screen was broken in half.

Wei Yihang put down his phone, looked at his parents, and poured out all his thoughts.

After the two of you get off work, one will pick the leaves of vegetables, and the other will secretly drive a special car.

This home wasn't like this before.

I don't want to see you like this either.

Parents looked at him in disbelief.

The father looked at the son who was looking directly at him, then glanced at the experimental drug on the table, and said, Are you worried?

For the first time, his voice raised a degree, and he growled: We are happy!

I'm not happy!!! Wei Yihang picked up his finger and pointed at himself, roaring loudly, with a slightly crying voice, and hoarse.

Eye sockets instantly turned red.

Dad looked at him with astonishment and bewilderment in his eyes.

I don't want you to have a stomachache and be unable to sleep. Wei Yihang's eyelids drooped slightly, then he closed his eyes and frowned: I'm even reluctant to have a gastroscopy.

Also, my mother was abusive with others for two or three cents. He really wanted to hold back his tears, because he felt that he had grown up and had the burden of a man, but the tears just flowed down.

And my grandma is so old, she has to sell the house to fill my bottomless pit!

Wei Yihang opened his eyes, his entire neck and forehead were covered with veins.

You are so desperate to save my life, it just makes me feel like a burden, and I don't appreciate you at all.

I won't escape to catch my breath again... He raised his finger and gritted his teeth, saying, I might as well die!

Pa——. A loud slap hit Wei Yihang's face in an instant.

After the beating, Dad himself was stunned. He leaned forward a little, opened his mouth, and the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose was shaken by this vigorous movement, and fell down a little.

The mother, who was already sobbing a little, watched from the sidelines, at a loss, and this was the first time she encountered such a situation.

Wei Yihang, who received a slap for the first time since childhood, felt the burning pain on his cheek.

He pursed his lips a few times, opened them a few times, and chewed his teeth a few times, as if there was still rice in his mouth that hadn't been chewed, but he was actually feeling the pain in his facial muscles.

He raised his hand to wipe away his snot and tears, glanced at his father, kicked away the pieces of rice bowl on the ground, and slammed the door out.

The entire audience watched this scene, feeling worried and real.

They were not only shocked by the acting skills of the three actors, but also moved by this real scene.

Sometimes family members have disputes, and the most feared thing is-talking too quickly.

Sometimes, it may not be like this, but if the words are rushed, some things will happen that everyone doesn't want to see or accept.

The screen went dark again, and it was carried on in the form of black and white comics.

Wei Yihang left home and found Wu Xiaomei, the leader of the patient group again, went to his house to vent his anger, accused him of betraying him, and told his parents about it.

I've scolded, I've vented my anger, it's time to go home. Wu Xiaomei told him.

I'm staying here today. Wei Yihang lay on the sofa on the roof.

He was lying on his side, curled up slightly.

Half of his face was leaning against the pillow, covering it tightly, as if he was covering something.

Then you go downstairs and tell your dad. Wu Xiaomei said again.

No. Wei Yihang said.

Then don't stay, get up.

Without your extra words, how can I do this?

Don't you understand why I talk so much? Have you ever considered me a friend? We are not even friends. What do you mean by telling me this?

Yes, of course we are not friends anymore, but you have taken care of my business, right?

That's because your parents and I are friends. Don't think I care about you when I go to your house all the time. I think it's not easy for them.

They've been here many times, long before your first visit to the patient group.

I'm afraid you won't be welcomed, so entrust people one by one, saying that you are good here, and you are good there.

You offended people here, and they apologized for you with smiling faces. Everyone loves them and doesn't care about you.

I've been a family member of a patient, and I know that feeling.

It's hard for you to get sick, and it's even harder for the people around you.

Wei Yihang let out a breath and turned his head away.

He decided to go downstairs to see his father.

Dad is downstairs and has been waiting for a long, long time.

I've been sitting on the sofa for a long time.

The screen lit up again, and Wei Yihang, played by Luo Mo, walked down the stairs from the stage set and walked into the living room.

He had only walked halfway, and his father immediately got up and moved over, saying incessantly:

Xiaohang, you can live here if you want to live today.

I brought you the medicine.

Wearing glasses, the chubby middle-aged man lowered his head and held a white plastic bag containing seven or eight bottles of medicine. While talking, he untied the bag and shook his hands slightly, always Did not look at the son.

Just a few seconds of such a picture, because of the superb acting skills, a large number of audiences on the scene cried instantly.

He just bowed his head to take the medicine by himself, muttering non-stop.

Uh, this small one, and this red-capped one, have to be eaten together.

Take two pills at a time.

Then, he added: Every half an hour.

Again, eat this big one again.

He lowered his head, continued to rummage in the small bag with his big hands, and the frame on his face slipped a little from the bridge of his nose.

This, this is a newly prescribed medicine, easy to forget, ah. He seemed to have endless words.

Dad wanted to say sorry, but when it came to his mouth, there were only endless reminders left.

Dad. Wei Yihang couldn't hold back, and called him.

At this moment, Dad stopped staring at the small white plastic bag and looked up at him with self-blame in his eyes.

Dad hasn't touched your fingers since I was young, and I've learned how to do it when I'm old. His hair is messy, his bangs are slightly wet, and his mirror frame is hanging down.

Beat you sick, dad, dad... His tone was choked up: Dad just can't hear this... this dead word.

He raised his palms to cover his face, shrugged his shoulders, and controlled his emotions.

Sniffing constantly.

It seemed that he was afraid that his appearance would bring a psychological burden to the child.

He has paid a lot for you, and his emotions will collapse, but after the collapse, he must be careful when facing you.

Dad sniffed his nose vigorously again, then took out his mobile phone with a broken screen, and showed him his balance: Dad has driven a special car for the past few months, and saved a lot, enough for you to have a good time.

I'm not going, you should hurry up and take the money to treat your stomach problem.

Tsk, the unit will have a physical examination next week, and I have specially arranged a gastroscope for me, so don't worry about it.

Dad looked at him and said, You, you have to do what you should do at your age. Go see more, walk more, but when you can go, the doctor has the final say.

Dad stretched out one palm and asked, Is it a deal?

Dedicated to being a son, pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Wei Yihang stretched out his palms to shake him.

On the back of the hand, it was still not washed, and there was a small red flower printed there.

(ps: 4600 words, please ask for a monthly ticket! I will try to upload an Easter egg chapter later, so that everyone can see the acting skills. I don’t know if it can be reviewed.)