You made me a superstar

Chapter 348 I Will Treat You Well

art.

It's really not that big of a deal.

It is even said that it is just a wonderful definition of something by some so-called thoughtful people.

These things can be beautiful, ugly, sensational, or a product of an era...

There is nothing wrong with studying art.

But there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers. Every director has a different idea of ​​the film and the "art" he pursues. If you want to integrate all their ideas together for your own use, it is easy to go wrong. Obsessed with demons, and eventually lose oneself, even to the point of becoming at a loss when facing the camera.

Night falls.

In the room, An Xiao put the stove away and lightly lit a stick of incense.

Under the light, Zhou Yang saw the smoke curling up slowly, exuding a strange fragrance. He took a deep breath, and then felt refreshed. It seemed that in an instant, the restlessness and messy thoughts in his heart disappeared one by one, and the whole person began to become very calm. .

"you are too tired."

Zhou Yang has heard similar comments recently.

But never before has a sense of warmth been felt.

"Actually it's fine..."

Zhou Yang grinned and wanted to laugh, but suddenly found that he didn't seem to be able to smile very much, and his heart was inexplicably mixed.

He only felt that An Xiao was exceptionally beautiful today, especially under the light, An Xiao with a calm but not indifferent face had a sense of longing that he couldn't restrain.

"People are not machines. If you are really tired, you should take a good rest. Many things are actually not a big deal."

An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang with some indescribable feelings in her heart.

Zhou Yang was very haggard. When she opened the door and saw Zhou Yang, she felt that it was very strange for the first time. It was hard to believe that the tranced and exhausted young man in front of her was Zhou Yang.

Later, when she entered the room and saw the messy room, she was stunned for the first time.

In her impression, Zhou Yang's room was always neat and clean, it was so messy as it is now, with manuscripts and books everywhere.

His whole person also began to become different from before, even worse than when An Xiao first met Zhou Yang.

At that time, although he was in poverty, at least there was always a light of hope in his eyes, and his vigorous vigor and unyielding temperament were very infectious.

And now Zhou Yang...

It seems very depressed, although it is not decadent, it is full of gloom, it still seems to be paranoid, but it has lost the vitality it should have.

After being stunned, An Xiao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She suddenly thought that these years started from "Mine Bottom", no!Or since his father fell ill, he seemed to have never rested, and had been working hard to live?

The evening wind blew slightly, blowing Zhou Yang's messy hair, and the dark circles under his eyes began to become more and more obvious under the light.

"Well... I know." Zhou Yang nodded, but couldn't hold back a fart for a long time.

"How long has it been since you slept well?" An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang and sighed inwardly.

Some people only saw Zhou Yang's talented and highly anticipated side.

But she watched Zhou Yang walk all the way from "The Bottom of the Mine", walking through a narrow road full of hardships and thorns.

Behind the success, I don't know how much despair and sweat are hidden, let alone how many days and nights that ordinary people can't bear.

"it's been a while."

The incense was rising, and it filled Zhou Yang's surroundings in an instant. Zhou Yang yawned and became extremely sleepy.

An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang's appearance, and then at the incense, with a smile on her face: "The incense has the effect of calming the nerves and helping sleep, you should have a good rest..."

After standing up, An Xiao came to the table and gently touched the incense to make the smell more even, and gently instructed Zhou Yang how to use the incense.

But Zhou Yang didn't get any response for a long time.

Then, when she turned her head, she saw Zhou Yang was sitting motionless, he had fallen asleep.

She was stunned.

Looking at Zhou Yang's sleeping posture, I don't feel ugly, but rather innocently cute.

She came to Zhou Yang's side and gently leveled the recliner so that Zhou Yang could sleep more comfortably.

At this moment, she saw Zhou Yang move his body slightly, scratching around in panic.

"It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay, everything's going to be okay..."

His voice was very soft, but An Xiao could hear it very clearly, he didn't seem to be comforting others vaguely, but comforting himself.

"Dad, it's okay... I have a girlfriend, you should treat your illness well, and when you get better, I will bring my girlfriend to see you..."

His hands were still scratching. When he caught An Xiao, he subconsciously patted An Xiao's hand, as if he was constantly comforting something.

"Don't be discouraged. The doctor said that your condition has improved. It's not a life-threatening cancer, but an ordinary disease..."

"Beautiful, definitely beautiful, prettier than any star on TV..."

An Xiao's heart trembled slightly.

Especially after seeing the forced smile on Zhou Yang's face, she really wanted to hug this big boy.

"I'm rich now, really rich, we don't have to go through the hard days before..."

"The relatives left as soon as they left..."

"What are you talking about, dragging me down? You never dragged me down...really!"

Zhou Yang's muttering voice gradually became softer.
The voice behind was getting softer and weaker, and he seemed to be unable to hear it.

Incense is supposed to calm the nerves.

But Zhou Yang couldn't calm down, and was still surrounded by fear and uneasiness. Although his voice was very soft, tears flowed from his eyes, as if he was immersed in something.

An Xiao gently patted the back of Zhou Yang's hand.

"It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay, everything's going to be okay..."

Her voice was so gentle that even she herself was surprised.

It seemed that her comforting effect had worked, Zhou Yang's uneasy expression began to relax slowly, and then he let go of his hand, falling into a deep sleep like a baby.

"I will treat you well..."

"Boss An."

Just when An Xiao got up, An Xiao suddenly heard this sentence.

Immediately, the long eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a long time, she glanced at Zhou Yang again.

After hesitating for a moment, she gently stroked Zhou Yang's messy hair and looked at Zhou Yang's face.

She suddenly laughed, a very gentle smile.

"it is good."

The bright moonlight outside the window came in through the window, crystal clear and clear.

..............................

Zhou Yang had a long, long dream.

I dreamed of my father in this world.

The father on the sickbed was pale and powerless, a little guilty, and seemed desperate.

Before the sickbed, he was exceptionally firm and never gave up.

There may be miracles in this world, but miracles never seemed to favor him or take care of him.

All the way to run, all the way is difficult, and finally turned into a handful of ashes.

In the dream, he began to be at a loss, the road ahead was boundless and he could go anywhere, but in this world, he seemed to be alone.

The color of the dream gradually began to turn gray, and there was a melody around it, the melody was very sad.

"sorry Sorry……"

He heard an apology.

He only felt that the sound of apology was very familiar. He looked around in a daze, but he couldn't find out where the sound of apology came from.

Then...

The memory changed again, into a scene.

In the scene, a young man who is exactly like himself hides cowardly in the darkness, facing stacks of textbooks full of despair.

The textbook seems to be high school content...

There were bursts of cursing in my ears.

"What the hell do you have?"

"How do you compare to others?"

"If you don't study hard, what can you do? With your current grades, can you be admitted to a good university!"

"You can't pass the three exams, you can only go to a junior college, and if you continue like this, no good junior college will take you!"

"Wake up, the college entrance examination is only a few days away, what do you want to do with your grades? What can you do!"

"..."

The young man who was exactly like him bowed his head in face of being scolded, and shed tears.

The scene switched again, the young man even cut his wrist with a knife...

"What can I do!"

"I'm dumber than them, why are you forcing me, why are you forcing me...why..."

"What's the matter if I can't get into university? I can work part-time, but I can't study at all!"

"Who wants to be born in this family! If I have money, I can live as well as others, and I can learn well..."

"He will never understand me. I have been looked down upon since I was a child. I haven't even eaten a KFC meal. How can I make enough for a week's living expenses!"

"In my next life, I want to reincarnate into a good pregnancy, and I don't want to be reborn into such a consumptive family again..."

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

"Trash! Trash that doesn't make money!"

Zhou Yang saw the young man trying to cut his wrist.

Cursing.

Full of all kinds of grievances and negative emotions, every word seems to be a resentment.

Then, just as the knife was about to cut open the veins in his wrist, his whole body trembled suddenly, and then the whole world suddenly went black.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang heard voices of apology in the darkness.

"sorry Sorry……"

"Sorry……"

"I know I have to live well. I know I was wrong. I will live well in the future. If there is still a chance..."

In the darkness, the voice was full of crying, and then it became lighter and lighter.

"Goodbye."

Eventually, it turned into a soft murmur.

With this murmur,
Zhou Yang felt that something in the darkness was slowly dissipating, and finally returned to nothingness.

silence.

There was a long silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang opened his eyes in a daze.

He felt that he had a long dream, and at the same time, he felt that his thoughts were extremely sharp, as if he was born again.

This time, he slept very comfortably. It can even be said that this is the most comfortable sleep he has had since he came to this world.

He looked at his hands, feeling very real. At the same time, his ears became more sensitive. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He could even hear sounds from far away, and his vision became very clear. The plants and trees outside the window , floating clouds and sunlight, leaves floating in the distance.

He looked away.

Later, he found that the room that should have been messy was clean at this moment, and at the same time, there was a refreshing fragrance in the air...

He sat up and saw a note beside the bed, the handwriting on the note was beautiful.

"Remember to eat breakfast."

(End of this chapter)