Rebirth of the absolute actor

On the outskirts of Haicheng, a heavily guarded gray house.

This is a well-known mental hospital in Haicheng, known for its strict security.

The patients locked here are all extremely serious patients, and most of them have a strong tendency to attack. Therefore, the security measures here are very strict. If there is no special situation, let alone the patients want to escape , Even family members come to visit, the procedures are very complicated and strict.

And Sun Junhao was sent here.

Of course, the strictness of the inspection also varies from person to person.

After arriving at the mental hospital, as soon as Mo Wei got out of the car, a middle-aged man standing at the door greeted him. The man was dressed in white and was slightly bald. He obviously knew Mo Qingyu's identity, so the words between his words Very polite.

Ten minutes later, he brought the two to a room with a locked iron door.

"The patient is here, are you going in now?"

When the other party was talking, Wei Muyang couldn't help looking at the surrounding environment. Unlike the sunny scenery outside, the corridors here were long and thin. Although the light was bright, the whole gave off a gloomy feeling. The roar that came from a certain room from time to time added a bit of horror.

Mo Qingyu nodded at the other party, "We need to meet in private, and I ask the doctor to arrange it."

The doctor had been here for a long time, and he was satisfied with all requests. Without frowning, he nodded with a smile, and then pressed the beeper in his hand.

"Tell two people to room a326, B-level visit."

Not long after, two men with big arms and round waists came. They came to the door, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in. Through the half-closed door, Wei Muyang saw that they pulled out an unkempt man from the corner of the room. The silhouette of the person, and then tied the person firmly to the bed with a restraint belt.

After everything was settled, the doctor made a gesture of invitation to the two. Mo Qingyu looked at Wei Muyang and asked softly, "Do you need me to accompany you in?"

Before coming, Wei Muyang once made a request to him, hoping to have some time alone with him, although he didn't understand what Wei Muyang wanted to do, but Mo Qingyu still agreed.

Shaking his head, Wei Muyang put his hand on Mo Qingyu's and patted it lightly, "No, I can do it by myself."

After speaking, he glanced at the room and walked in without hesitation.

The door, behind him, closed silently.

In the room, Sun Junhao was firmly tied to the bed by several restraint belts, unable to move at all.

Although we haven't seen each other for a few days, that Sun Junhao, who was originally in high spirits, has completely changed his appearance. Needless to say, he is thin and spiritless. The most obvious thing is that his originally chiseled face is covered with red sores the size of fingers. , and some of them had broken skin and bleeding, which looked very disgusting.

If you see such a person on the road, I'm afraid no one can make the slightest connection between this extremely ugly image and the handsome person on the screen.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Sun Junhao couldn't help turning his eyes around. When he saw Wei Muyang's face, he let out a low growl, which was full of anger and violence. Shi Wei Muyang was riddled with wounds and died countless times.

Wei Muyang just glanced at him indifferently, and stood quietly in front of his bed, without too much emotion in his eyes.

Seeing that he was still looking bright and beautiful, the anger in Sun Junhao's eyes reached the peak, he kept roaring, and struggled with his hands and feet, but under the effect of the restraint belt, even though he tried his best With all his strength, he couldn't move an inch.

Five minutes later, Sun Junhao was finally discouraged and collapsed on the hospital bed.

"What are you doing here? What else are you doing here?" From Sun Junhao's mouth, a voice full of despair and sorrow came out, "I have become like this, and I have been ruined by you all my life. Don't you think it is enough? What else do you want? Like? What else do you want?"

Wei Muyang had already anticipated the opponent's confusion of right and wrong.

He smiled coldly, "Why, don't you think that this is actually your retribution?"

"Retribution?" Sun Junhao was stunned for at least half a minute. He stared at Wei Muyang for a while before he began to mutter the word. After chewing it several times, he finally laughed silently, "Retribution? This In the world, where can retribution come? I lost, but I didn’t lose to retribution. I lost to not being as cruel as you, not as vicious as you! I really didn’t expect, Wei Muyang, you, a young boy like you, would have such a Wrist, I planted it, I planted it!"

At the end of the speech, a look of disgrace appeared in his eyes, as if he was heartbroken.

"Oh? No retribution?" Wei Muyang finally showed a sneering look in his eyes, "If there is no retribution, then why doesn't hell accept me, but let me stand in front of you again?"

His words were full of icy coldness, and the hatred contained in them successfully made Sun Junhao turn his head and set his gaze on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Even in this extremely numb state, the coldness in Wei Muyang's words made Sun Junhao not mistaken. He looked at Wei Muyang with some hesitation, and raised his own doubts.

Wei Muyang smiled coldly, and he said slowly: "Let me ask you, did Cai Kaiting order you to kill Shen Chutian last March?"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Junhao's eyes widened.

"you!"

This is the biggest secret hidden in Sun Junhao's heart. For more than a year, it has been buried deep in his heart and has never been revealed to anyone.

Even though he was awakened countless times by Shen Chutian's unrepentant eyes when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, every time he was sweating profusely and felt chills in his heart, but he had never felt so terrified when being asked on his face as he is now.

"How do you know? Who are you? Who are you?"

He answered without asking, and his voice was full of surprise.

And Wei Muyang, who already knew the answer, was determined once again after hearing Sun Junhao's rhetorical question.

The person who dealt with him was indeed Cai Kaiting.

"Say it! Tell me! Who are you! Who are you?" Without Wei Muyang's answer, Sun Junhao finally broke out again. He tried his best to prop up his upper body, but even though his strength was exhausted , and could not move half a point.

Looking at the ugly Sun Junhao, Wei Muyang had no emotion in his eyes.

"Why did Cai Kaiting deal with Shen Chutian?"

Faced with Wei Muyang's questioning, Sun Junhao, who was out of strength, miraculously did not respond. Wei Muyang waited for 2 minutes, and saw that the other party had not said a word. He frowned and was about to ask, but heard the other party's hoarse voice .

"I tell you, can you let me out?"

At this time, we still need to talk about conditions?

Wei Muyang raised his eyebrows, "It depends on what you say, whether it satisfies me or not."

Sun Junhao turned his head and looked at Wei Muyang for a while. Although his eyes were full of doubts, at this moment, he had no other way to go.

Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Moreover, although this kid looks innocent but is cunning, in fact, he seems to have a good reputation, so let yourself trust him for a while.

Thinking of this, he finally said, "I don't know who you are, but after so long, you're still the first person to hit a vital point directly. I can tell you everything. After all, I'm really sorry for him. , Of course, in fact, if I don't do it, someone will do it."

At the end, he still did not forget to excuse himself, Wei Muyang smiled sarcastically, but said nothing.

Sun Junhao on the hospital bed has already begun to recall what happened at that time.

"Actually, Chutian and I get along very happily. He is younger than me, handsomer than me, and his acting skills are better than mine. To be honest, I tried to chase him at that time. When he agreed, I really didn't expect it. The joy of that moment is something I will never forget in my life.”

"Originally, we were all unknown newcomers, and no one was better than the other. When we first started, it was really poor. Often a bowl of noodles was shared between two people, and whoever wanted to audition had to share a piece of clothing. Whoever wears it, during that time, although poor, but really happy."

Speaking of this, Sun Junhao showed a nostalgic smile on his face. Although he looked extremely hideous on his unrecognizable face, it still caused a touch of melancholy in Wei Muyang's heart.

"However, things changed in the following days. Chu Tian was spotted by a director and successfully filmed a movie. Since then, his star career has become magnanimous. Not only did a lot of resources come to him , and even became a frequent visitor to various awards, the limelight is really second to none..."

"As for me, I'm not so lucky. I'm still an unknown actor. I move from one crew to another all day long, and I have to suffer from all kinds of stares..." Sun Junhao paused when he said this , then continued, "Chutian said he would help me, but I was too conceited, and I didn't want to accept Chutian's help at all. However, after a year, this situation still hadn't changed. In the end, I accepted Chutian's help."

"You know that feeling? That feeling of being incapable of being taken care of by a lover, or turning into a pile of crap, and no one will look at you? For a long time, I was limited to being denied by myself In such a state, every time I face Chu Tian, ​​it is really an acting skill that I put my life into, so as not to break down and cry in front of the other party."

"However, no matter how hard I try, I just can't get popular. With Chutian's full support, I'm only better than before. Although I have no worries about food and clothing, my heart is getting more and more empty. Gradually, I It changed, and I started to be jealous of Chu Tian, ​​and sometimes I would even think, if there is no him, if there is no such a mountain like him pressing in front of me, would I be able to live a little easier, and even, I would be popular?"