Guandong Yunmengtan

The author has something to say: There is no terminal illness in this article, why did Gu Yi talk, the secret will be revealed after two chapters

After finishing the copy of GV, Meng Xiang carefully concealed this matter as black history, lest people around him know it. After that, I also felt awkward watching Ivy produced by Rose Star, and slowly quit this hobby that has lasted for many years, and decided to do it. A good young man with eight honors and eight disgraces.But this company seems to have a close relationship with him. At the beginning of June, he actually sent a recruitment letter, sincerely inviting him to the company for an internship and employment, and also emphasized that the salary is favorable.

Meng Xiang was very surprised. Rose Star is a giant in the Japanese pornography industry, with strong capital and outstanding achievements. Even if ordinary people break their heads, they may not be able to join as full-time employees.

The answer will be revealed in a few days, and Mr. Kawano and Oscar will be the commentators at the same time.The former is an outsider, and he only briefly passed some indirect information to Meng Xiang, saying that the copyright of the GV he directed last time was sold well, and the senior management of Rose Star appreciated his talent very much for this reason, hoping to network him to Under the banner, continue to generate income for the company.

Oscar is an internal employee, so he knows more details. On the phone, he proudly reported his credit: "Meng Sang, do you know that our "Chaos of the Chrysanthemum" has exploded? There is an agent who bought all the copyrights for 8000 million yuan. The total investment of this film is less than 500 million, and the profit has doubled by more than ten times. Our president was so happy that he ordered the personnel department to recruit you, and said that the next film will give us a high investment. Are you a popular director..."

Meng Xiang was even more puzzled after learning the inside story. It is true that the crew of "The Rebellion of the Chrysanthemum" played a conscientious and meticulous professionalism, and achieved the best effect at a low cost, but it is not really high-grade due to objective conditions. Some people are willing to spend a huge sum of 8000 million yuan to buy the copyright of such a good film. Is it too much money?

It was such an anecdote that he had a good chat with Gu Yi, but the even more shocking news when he returned home at night made him forget about it—Gu Yi was beaten.

Seeing his slightly swollen right cheek and the four black and blue fingerprints branded on it, Meng Xiang was shocked, and hurriedly held his face to examine the injury, asking why.

"I met a group of hooligans on the street in the afternoon, had a little argument with them, and was attacked without paying attention."

Meng Xiang was furious: "Where did the bastard come from so bold, I'll go find him right away, and I won't break his hand!"

Without a trace of anger, Gu Yiquan calmly persuaded him: "I had already taught that person a lesson, and I didn't suffer much. Besides, I don't know them, so I know where they live? It's just unlucky to be bitten by a dog."

Meng Xiang was angry and in pain, so he found an ice pack to cool him down, and told him to pay attention to those people when he saw them again, and he must avenge him for this.

At this time, all kinds of abnormal phenomena are still in their own way. Meng Xiang can't see the invisible connection between them, and doesn't realize that these abnormalities are quietly gathering into a net, intending to hunt his happy life.At the end of June, the big net began to take shape, and he also ushered in a day of sudden changes in a state of defenselessness.

It was a sunny and sunny Saturday, and it was also the day when he and Gu Yi went to work in the studio. When they entered the studio, they found that the glass box workshop had been removed and replaced by a sumptuous and luxurious banquet. Ryohei Yamane sat upright. At the head of the table, they were happily invited to sit.

"Today is a day worthy of celebration. First of all, I would like to inform you both of good news. After several months of hard work, the draft of 'The Four Seasons of Scarlet' has been completed, and our cooperation has also been successfully completed."

Meng Xiang was surprised. According to his estimation, it would take at least half a year to complete this set of 12 works. He did not expect that the deadline would be so soon.

Satisfied, Yamane ordered the twelve paintings to be displayed together. These twelve paintings are themed on the traditional Japanese December, and each has its corresponding background flowers and props, such as "Kisaragi". "is plum blossoms and wine utensils, "Saoyue" is calamus and bathrooms, "Yeyue" is red maples and fans... The Western oil painting techniques are used to depict the classical Japanese artistic conception, and the characters in the paintings are even more beautiful, fragrant and beautiful. When it comes to subtlety, subtlety and depth, both elegance and vulgarity are appreciated.Meng wanted to break through Yamane's mechanism by accident earlier, knowing that these paintings were ghostwritten by his student Kobayakawa Ritsu, thinking that the mentally handicapped child has such superb painting skills, he is really an incomparable genius, compared to Yamane in his heyday, he is also blue Bingshui is still superior, but it is a pity that his teacher used him as a shooter just because of his disability.

Meng Xiang was only concerned with expressing emotion, and after a long time of watching, he remembered to turn around and look at the people beside him, but was frightened by Gu Yi's current situation.I don’t know if it’s because of the light, but his face is as white as paper, his lips are dull, his eyes are like out-of-focus lenses, flickering and weak, as if all the expressions were sucked away by him in the painting, leaving a soulless body in reality. The walking dead.

"What's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Meng Xiang hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, touched his forehead, it was cold and wet, he couldn't help but panic, and said to Shan Gen: "Teacher Shan Gen, Xiao Yi seems to be sick, I want to take him to see a doctor, please allow us to leave first."

Gu Yi interrupted him: "I'm fine, don't blah, Mr. Yamane specially prepared a celebration banquet, how can we not accompany you?"

He slowly returned to his seat, smiling like a candle in the wind, and bowed his body to congratulate Yamane: "Congratulations, teacher, for finally completing the masterpiece. Thank you for your care these days, thank you very much."

Shan Gen laughed heartily, asked Meng Xiang to come over and take a seat, and raised his glass to thank: "This is all thanks to you and Meng Jun, I also want to thank you, especially Yi Jun, it can be said that without you, this work would not exist , Believe me, "The Four Seasons of Scarlet" is definitely the most outstanding painting in the history of Japanese contemporary painting. Once it is published, it will definitely cause a sensation in the world, and it will be handed down for a long time. You will also become a legend in the painting world and will always be talked about... "

Meng wanted to hear that the old man was talking non-stop, and he was obviously very happy. The words he said were flashy and exaggerated, more like a businessman who was blinded by profit and self-satisfied, which was not in line with his identity as a famous painter.But he is the boss, and has the right and capital to brag. As a wage earner, he just listens, and secretly cares more about Gu Yi's physical condition. Seeing that his face is still ugly, and his thin paper-like forced smile is unfathomable Dazed and dazed, he suspected that he was suffering from some hidden illness, only hoped that the dinner would be over soon, and he seemed absent-minded during the entertainment.

Yamane noticed both of their gaffes, but he didn't say a word. After drinking the wine in his glass, he announced a grand finale news: "I plan to hold a solo exhibition on August 8st, and release 'The Four Seasons of Scarlet' to the public."

Meng wanted to congratulate: "Great, we will definitely go to observe it then, but today is already June 6th, and there is only one month of preparation period left, isn't it too hasty?"

Yamane said: "The preparations have been done long ago. The date of my first solo exhibition 42 years ago was August 8st. I want to publish the final work on the same date, which represents my consistent pursuit in the field of painting and is also a It symbolizes the whole beginning and end of this career, which is very commemorative.”

Meng Xiang murmured to himself: "Your pursuit was accomplished for you by others, and you have the nerve to brag about the whole process if you cheat. I don't know if it's because the older you get, the thicker your skin becomes, or you're just such a sanctimonious hypocrite."

In a chaotic society, one must be different from the outside, so no matter how disdainful he is in his heart, he dares not be vague in his superficial skills. He flattered him with hypocrisy and smugness, and said a lot of flattery that he wanted to self-excuse.Yamane took all the bills as a matter of course, and then said to Gu Yi: "Yi Jun, I have ordered the accountant to settle the payment with your creditors today, so that your father's debts are all paid off."

Gu Yi's silence has lasted for more than 10 minutes, and the dim pupils that got this sentence cast a little light, like a small flame dancing on an embers, without much energy.Meng Xiang's reaction was much stronger than his, thanking Shan Gen ecstatically, and excitedly said to Gu Yi: "Did you hear that, Xiao Yi, now we are finally debt-free, Dad must be very happy to know the news , in the future, our family must celebrate and celebrate!"

Gu Yi smiled in a daze, like a bubble floating in stagnant water.Meng Xiang thought that he was overjoyed and lost his voice, so he patted his shoulder to imply that he would send a few words of thanks. Yamane waved his hand to stop him, and reminded him personally: "Yi Jun, did you hear what I just said? The art exhibition will be held on August 8, one month later. , you have to remember the time well."

When he made these instructions, his expression was a bit subtle, and Meng Xiangfu was worried, wondering if the old man wanted Gu Yi to appear at the press conference, to show the audience a real person model?That will greatly hinder Gu Yi's life, but it's not too bad!

When Gu Yi spoke again, his voice became hoarse, but the hardness of his tone was the strongest since today.

"I will remember, please rest assured."

Walking out of the studio, Meng Xiang couldn't wait to take him to the hospital. Gu Yi insisted that he was fine, held his hand and begged: "I want to walk home, can you take a walk with me?"

He seldom uses this kind of cute and pitiful daughter-in-law accent. Meng Xiang couldn't put it down, and clasped his fingers tightly, walking in the street openly, talking and laughing for a while. Gu Yi's emotions still couldn't recover. A plan that was meant to be a surprise.

"Yamane's business is over, the family's debts have been paid off, and now we have a lot of money. We can travel to Hokkaido during the summer vacation, but the lavender will not bloom until early August. Before that, there is still enough time to make a strategy."

Gu Yi suddenly stopped in a hurry, Meng Xiang didn't have time to stop his feet, and took a big step forward, the two of them broke away from holding hands.He turned his head in surprise, a drop of rain just dripped on the tip of his nose, this moody early summer is tired of being sunny all day long, and at dusk, clouds spread rain to wash off his makeup. Within seconds, the bean-sized raindrops have written exclamation marks on the ground, warning Thor Called to come, the dull rumbling rolled deep in the clouds, like the engine of an old old car struggling desperately.

Afraid that Gu Yi would get caught in the rain, Meng Xiang took his hand again and shouted: "The rain is coming fast, find a place to take shelter first."

Gu Yi threw him away like an electric shock, Meng Xiang was startled again, staring in puzzlement, under the barrier of the rain curtain, Gu Yi's image suddenly became indistinct, and his voice seemed to be real and illusory as if time and space were dislocated.

"Meng Xiang, I probably won't live long."

At the beginning, Meng Xiang regarded this sentence as a hearing error, and asked him to say it again in a daze. Gu Yi said in a positive tone: "I can only live for one month at most."

His voice and appearance all express seriousness, but the content of his words is downright absurd. Meng Xiang never heard him make such a joke on April Fool's Day. His brain seemed to be stepped on a piece of watermelon rind, and his sanity disappeared without a trace. Gu Yi took him back, and when he got home, his power-cut thinking resumed, and this turn was an overloaded frenzy.

"What are you talking about? I'm not telling you not to talk nonsense, why do you keep cursing yourself!?"

The instinct to escape from reality turned all his fears into anger, and he blamed him harshly, until Gu Yi took out a stack of laboratory tests and inspection reports from the hospital to prove himself.

"Multiple Myeloma"

The unfamiliar term is poisoned bullets shot into the central fossa, he flipped through the information inexplicably, like looking up a life and death book, his soul collapsed in an instant.

Gu Yi translated the verdict on the life and death book for him.

"This disease is commonly known as bone marrow cancer. It is one of the malignant tumor diseases with the highest mortality rate. I have reached the advanced stage..."

"You fucking nonsense!"

Meng Xiang roared suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, the pieces of paper turned into flocks of frightened birds shaking their wings, spinning and rolling, and landed exhausted one after another. Before the furious man could calm down, he grabbed Gu Yi and held his chest. Face asked: "Aren't you doing well? There is no sign of terminal illness? I haven't made you angry recently, why are you using such an exaggerated prank to tease me!"

Gu Yi was as tired as the papers on the ground, and he argued nonchalantly: "This is not a prank. I also found out after I was injured and hospitalized last month and went to the hospital for an examination. I couldn't accept it at first..."

Meng Xiang stopped talking, grabbed him and went straight to the door. Gu Yi knew that he was going to take him to the hospital, so he grabbed the handrail of the stairs to resist.

"Meng Xiang, wait a minute, it's raining outside, I don't want to go out!"

Meng wanted to go back to the room to get the umbrella, and pulled again: "Follow me to the hospital, we will treat the sick, don't talk nonsense!"

"It was too late, the cancer cells had already spread, and the hospital said I could only live for a month at most..."

"He's all lying. You are still alive and kicking. How can a dying person look like this? I think it's probably a misdiagnosis. Go check it again, and the result will definitely be different!"

The two were arguing, and neither was willing to give in. Gu Yi pushed Meng Xiang away forcefully, ran into the bedroom, and returned with a brown glass medicine bottle in his hand.

"The reason why I look okay is because I took this special drug, which is a new type of hormone developed in Germany, which can maintain physical strength for people who are dying of serious illness, but the effect of the drug does not last long, and people will die immediately after stopping the drug! "

He produced one set of evidence after another, and drove Meng Xiang to a dead end. Every word he uttered was a double-edged sharp knife, which cut his body to pieces.

"Why are you telling me now!"

Unable to bear the bone-piercing pain, Meng Xiang finally collapsed, crying violently like a water gun bursting out of a burst main water pipe.Gu Yi also couldn't bear his grief, leaned over and hugged the kneeling crying man, Meng wanted to hug him tightly immediately, the pain was burning like a flame, he used his bones as firewood and his blood as gasoline, let him kiss him Hearing the crackling and crackling of his body, he didn't want to resist at all. He would rather be annihilated as soon as possible than to experience the feeling that life would be worse than death.

It turns out that heaven and hell are really the opposite sides of the same coin. Humans are the unpredictable toss. God is never responsible for the gap, and he allows you to live and die.In order to protect Gu Yi's emotions, Meng Xiang didn't dare to lose control in front of him again. He couldn't stand the torture in hell, so he had to secretly send his heartbroken crying to Fatty Xiong.When Fatty Xiong heard that Gu Yi was terminally ill and died soon, he thought it was nonsense at first, but he couldn't help but believe it when he heard Meng Xiangzui's heartbreaking words, so he groaned over there.

"Meng Gua, the two of us did a lot of immoral things in our previous lives. Why is our relationship so unsatisfactory in this life? It's hard to meet someone you like and it can't last long. I'm okay, at least I still have people. Just think about it, how can you even encounter the bloody plots of Korean dramas hundreds of years ago, you may not really want to be separated forever~”

Hearing what he was saying, Meng wanted to bite the bloody tooth marks on the back of his hand, and said bitterly: "I don't know what bad things I did. God wants to punish me like this. His punishment should call me to die." , why do you want Gu Yi to be terminally ill..."

Xiong Pang was already blowing his nose with a tissue, choked up and said: "I think we are all finished in this life, why don't you come back, we will go to Mount Emei together, jump off the cliff to commit suicide, die early and reincarnate early, and find a new life." opportunity."

Meng Xiang's heart skipped a beat, but then he felt something was wrong.

"There's an old man at the top of the house. It's easy for us to die, but they will be miserable. Besides, a safety net has been installed at the bottom of Sacrifice Cliff, so you can't die if you jump off~ I've already thought about it, if Gu Yi is gone I will never look for a partner again, and when I finish my filial piety to my parents, I will become a monk and chant sutras for the rest of my life to save them."

"Miaozitou also has a lot of foundations, you can't be quiet if you go there~"

"I don't go to the temple, I find a place deep in the mountains and old forests, and I build a tent by myself as an ascetic monk. If I give it to tigers and leopards, I will eat it. Anyway, I don't want to live at that time."

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Two suffering brothers weeping at each other across the sea, they are both fallen people at the end of the world, their sadness is originally from the same branch.Even though the pain is so clear, Meng Xiang still can't believe it completely. He always has a bit of luck, wondering if this cruel encounter will be a realistic nightmare. What Gu Yi said to him in the past 24 hours, he saw The case descriptions are all Sandman's props, which can be destroyed with a loud rooster crow.He still doesn't understand why his ordinary and smooth life has so many dramatic twists and turns in a year. The ups and downs, great sorrows and joys, narrow escapes, gains and losses that ordinary people never encounter in a lifetime, he is all short-lived. He has gone through time, and now he is forced to face the painful farewell. He is like a pangolin whose skin has been peeled off, and the soft air can make his flesh and blood shattered. How to penetrate this trial of breaking the world?