Actresses in pairs [Entertainment]

The next plan was simply agreed upon. With Xue Yao here, Xia Yitong seemed to have found the backbone all of a sudden, and everything was discussed. Her original panic and tension eased a lot, and there was a smile on her face.

The first question they discussed was whether to tell Lu Yinbing's parents about this.

Xia Yitong said: "I think Lu Yinbing's opinion should be respected. After all, this is her own business. We have no right to make decisions for her."

Xue Yao looked at her with an expression of "you are so naive, naive even a little stupid".

Xia Yitong was taken aback by her look: "Am I not right?"

"No," Xue Yao said, "and it's a big mistake."

Xia Yitong: "???"

Xue Yao: "You need to figure it out first. She is a depressed patient now. Does she have a correct rational judgment? Do you want to tell her family? Out of self-protection, she will probably choose to hide it, otherwise you think it's been so long. , what is the reason why she has been refusing to tell you about her own situation?"

Xia Yitong showed that look of self-blame again: "Because of my previous mental state."

"What happened after that? I remember your situation got better later, why didn't she say anything?"

"This one……"

"I'll tell you why." Xue Yao said.

Seven years ago, Xue Yao didn't get along with Lu Yinbing very much. At that time, she was only with her assistant, and the assistant didn't follow her 24 hours a day. Lu Yinbing cried quietly in the hotel at night, and the assistant didn't know.Later, after the movie was finished and she returned home, Lu Yinbing put off work for three months on the grounds that she had to take a rest after filming. She has always had this habit, but the rest time was not so long before. The movie took too much effort, and I didn't think much about the extra time.During those three months, the two of them only communicated by phone. Lu Yinbing is not a clingy person, and it is common for him to call once a month. If it wasn't for a coincidence, she had an important matter at the time, and it happened to be near Lu Yinbing's house at that time. , thinking of telling her face to face to forget it, but when she opened the door (Xue Yao had the key to the villa), Lu Yinbing was sitting on the living room floor, holding a fruit knife in her hand, and was about to cut off her wrist.

With a scream, Xue Yao swung her high heels and rushed over, snatching the knife from Lu Yinbing's hand.Looking at Lu Yinbing again, he was so thin that he almost lost his shape.Xue Yao burst into tears at that time, shook her and asked, "Why? Why are you doing it? Are you for a man?"

She didn't think about depression, she thought that she was emotionally hurt, and scolded her head and face. Lu Yinbing sat on the ground listening to the training, and suddenly burst into tears.

Xue Yao panicked, why did she cry after a few words, except for acting, she had never seen Lu Yinbing cry.Later, when she was forced to take her to the hospital for examination, Lu Yinbing confided to her that it was depression. She had already diagnosed it and took medicine, but the reaction to the medicine was too strong, so she couldn't continue to take it.She also said that she would not commit suicide, she had done it before, and finally stabbed her thigh, and she would wake up after the pain surpassed the hallucination.

Xue Yao was furious, angry and distressed, and asked her if she wanted to tell her parents, but Lu Yinbing said no, because she didn't want them to worry.As a result, Xue Yao turned around and told her parents.

Xia Yitong was dumbfounded after hearing what she said, and couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

"Later, she didn't respond. Her parents consulted a doctor about how to treat patients with depression. Lu Yinbing was taken home and recovered a year later."

"Is she going home now?"

"Not necessarily. Both of us are here. It is enough to take care of her alone. But it is impossible for her not to go home during the treatment. She is out of control now, and it is difficult to hide it from her parents. The last time I went home , didn't the second elder ask her why she is so thin?"

Xia Yitong thought for a while, and really asked, so he nodded.

"They called me." Xue Yao shrugged, "Ask what's going on."

Xia Yitong: "..."

Xue Yao: "Don't underestimate the sensitivity of the second elder. Instead of hiding it, it's better to declare frankly that Lu Yinbing will be well taken care of when she returns home. As for her personal wishes, you can be an ass Let it all go, what's the point of showing off at this time."

Xia Yitong: "Okay, you go and I'll go and talk."

Xue Yao glanced at her meaningfully.

Xia Yitong blushed: "I mean... I have lived in their house for two years, and her family also treats me as one of their own..." The more she spoke, the lower her voice, "Let me tell you, is it... "

"What is it?" Xue Yao deliberately teased her.

Xia Yitong hesitated and said, "Isn't it... more appropriate in name..."

"No." Xue Yao said.

After being denied one after another, Xia Yitong lost all thought of asking, and waited patiently for her answer.

Xue Yao smiled: "It was I who said it last time, and I will say it this time too. The two elders are more used to it."

Xia Yitong: "..."

She finally knew how Lu Yinbing's character came to be, not to mention his inborn nature, it must be due to the influence of Xue Yao around him.

Xue Yao immediately went to call the elders, Xia Yitong was thinking beside her, she didn't know what she was thinking, Xue Yao said a few words briefly, and made an appointment with Lu's father and mother for an interview, seeing Xia Yitong lost in thought, asked: "What are you doing?" you?"

Xia Yitong said: "According to your thinking just now, do you need to tell Laiying? She will also come to visit when she is free."

Xue Yao paused, and said: "Don't tell me yet. If she comes to the door, tell her about it before she comes in. She knows what happened before and knows how to do it."

Xia Yitong: "Okay."

The two looked at the time, and discussed some more important matters in the room, such as how to explain Xia Yitong's announcement, and so on.Temporarily set a plan, the two went downstairs together.

As soon as the door was opened, I heard the sound of the TV in the living room downstairs. Lu Yinbing was watching TV again. The TV had an on-demand function, and he ordered "The End of the Sky" - Lu Yinbing's first TV series. fifteen.

With a smile on the corner of Xia Yitong's mouth, he stepped forward and raised his hand to touch Lu Yinbing's head. Lu Yinbing dodged for a while, his movements were very slight, and Xia Yitong touched him straight.

Xue Yao: "..."

Why does this picture look so much like a pet cat watching TV in a daze, only to be slapped on the head by its owner, with a displeased look on its face.Why is the scene that should be sad, but I think it is so joyful...

Xue Yao deeply doubted her eyes.

Xia Yitong sat down beside her, watched TV with her big cat, and made his own comments from time to time.

"The first time I watched this TV was in elementary school. I told you, do you remember how old I was?"

"...Ten years old, in the fourth grade of elementary school, the orphanage does not let children watch TV too late, and there is a set time. I always come back from school to have a small talk with the dean. The first broadcast and the replay, it took me a long time to finish catching up. A complete piece."

"I have had a great dream since I was a child, that is to marry Qiaoer as my wife!"

"I didn't like Xishun very much before. I always felt that he robbed me. You don't know how miserable I was when you got married on TV. I always cried when I went to school in the morning, crying with my schoolbag on my back. .”

Lu Yinbing rolled his eyes.

Xia Yitong said again: "At that time, several boys in the class liked me. I went to eat at noon and came back, and there was a row of handkerchiefs on the table. There were pink and blue ones. Now I don't know which boy's pink one belongs to. "

Lu Yinbing pursed his lips, the movement was very slight, if it wasn't someone who observed the extreme carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it.

That kind of people definitely includes Xia Yitong.

Xia Yitong saw her slight dissatisfaction, and immediately saw a glimmer of hope, and continued: "But I don't want any, I have it myself, the dean's mother made me the same style of Qiaoer, I take it with me every day."

"..."

It's a pity that what she said did not cause Lu Yinbing to have any new emotional fluctuations. Xia Yitong persuaded herself in her heart: It's good to have a reaction just now. Maybe she doesn't like to hear too much from herself, so wait a while. , Let her watch TV quietly first.

Lu Yinbing stared blankly at the figures walking back and forth in the room, and the real voice that could catch her suddenly disappeared.Those figures stretched out their eerie claws one by one, as if they were about to pounce on her, she let out a silent scream, and bumped her shoulder into Xia Yitong's arms.

Xia Yitong was thrown back by her bump, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yinbing shrank himself into her arms, his eyes showed boundless horror, he didn't dare to look around, and said in a trembling voice: "Come with me...talk with me."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Xia Yitong was also very panicked, she didn't know why the other party reacted so suddenly, but she didn't know what to say when she got nervous, "Say, tell, I'll read poetry to you." Xia Yitong listened to it earlier The old man asked her to practice reciting to strengthen her lines, and she had a lot of reciting poems in her mind.

After comparing the data, I found that patients with depression may have hallucinations, and always feel that someone is walking in front of them.

Lu Yinbing tightly grabbed the clothes on her chest and acquiesced.

"This heart-pounding day has finally come..."

Those treacherous figures retreated the moment Xia Yitong uttered his voice. Xia Yitong's characters were straight and round, and his voice did not deliberately use a recitative accent. She asked a special teacher, and the real reciting does not need to be tuned, the key is the feeling.Her clear voice and gentle tone immediately dragged people to the night of intoxicated spring breeze.

"Your approaching footsteps like the sigh of the night, I can hear clearly not the whispers of forest leaves and night wind, but the thin hooves of elk galloping across the mossy path. Tell me, tell me with the singing of your silver bells, are you Isn't it the young god that was prophesied?"

"You must come from the warm and melancholy south, tell me the moonlight there, the sunlight there, tell me how the spring breeze blows the flowers, how the swallows are madly in love with the green poplars. I will close my eyes and sleep in your dreamy singing, I seem to remember that warmth, but I seem to forget it.”

Xue Yao closed her eyes, feeling the spring breeze blowing on her face, the tide in her eyes was the breath of life that shocked her.

"Please stop, stop your long-distance running, come in, here is a tiger-skin mattress for you to sit on, let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn, and listen to me singing my own song in a low voice."

"The singing is as gloomy and high as the fire, and the fire tells the life of the fallen leaves."

"Don't go forward. There is a boundless forest in front of you. The ancient trees are covered with stripes of wild animals. Half-lived and half-dead vines are intertwined like pythons. There is not a single star in the dense leaves."

"You will be timid to take the second step when you hear the empty echo of the first step."

"Do you have to go, wait for me to walk with you, I know every safe path, I can keep singing the song of forgetting, and then I will give it to you, and then I will give you the warmth of my hand."

Xue Yao quietly turned her back and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Xia Yitong stroked Lu Yinbing's hair gently, and kept staring at her with his head down, then suddenly laughed quietly.

"When the darkness of the night hides us, you can turn and look into my eyes."

The author has something to say: This poem is He Qifang's "Prophecy", and there is a paragraph after it, which is useless.