Dedicated to the silly little white artist

160 nine

Naturally, Bai En couldn't really go to the Andes.

He went directly to his mother's house in country Y. He hadn't been back for several years. The uncles were very happy to see him. Although they almost forgot his appearance, they still welcomed him warmly.

Bai En went in to look at his mother's old room, and the items were still there, just as he remembered.

An old servant whom he didn't know wiped his tears and said, "Since Madam left, we haven't dared to touch anything here. My husband asked me to come and clean it every day. It's been almost 20 years."

Bai En looked back at the other party indifferently, the man shivered, turned around to leave, Bai En suddenly said: "Thank you."

The old servant burst into tears again. He bowed to Bai En and said, "You can watch here now, I won't bother you anymore."

Bai En was tired from looking at it, so he found a place to sit down, and the chair made a creaking sound of rotten wood. Bai En thought that although the place looked clean, the things hadn't been maintained for many years, and there were bursts of unspeakable noises suddenly. have no choice.

how many years.

I still can't remember what my mother looks like.

Bai En didn't know when he suffered from mental illness. The doctors said it was born, but Bai En felt that it might not be true.

There is a scene in memory, the simplest picture.

The bright sunlight came in, Bai En lay on his mother's lap, the snow-white pleated dress had hollow gauze, Bai En stretched out his chubby little fingers one by one, and looked up, seeing his mother reading a book. The mother's face was blocked, and all she could see was her long chestnut hair tied to her chest with a ribbon.

Turning the page of the book, Bai En noticed that the title of the book was "Wuthering Heights".

【Mother? ] Bai En seemed to ask this sentence.

Mother took down the book, her face was very blurry, this kind of picture is very strange, everything is clear and well-defined, only the mother's face can't see anything, as if it is wrapped by something, and Bai En is not allowed to know Among them appearance.

Mother gently touched Bai En's head. Her hand was soft, like a ball of cotton. She closed the book and put it next to the table. She gently combed her long hair with a mahogany comb, and suddenly opened her mouth Said: [...] Bai En's memory is clearly not clear what she said, but he once knew the truth under the doctor's hypnosis, and what his mother said was:'It's time to spray medicine. '

Then, the little Bai En followed behind her mother. The mother stood in front of a dark cabinet, opened the glass to find a tube of medicine, drew the medicine, injected water, and inserted the needle. There is no pain in my body, nor is it sad.

This is just a memory, Bai En has long forgotten himself at that time.

He stayed that night next to his mother's bedroom, in a place where people had died.

Bai En clasped his hands together, lay blankly on the bed and let his head go blank. Suddenly, the phone rang. Bai En saw that it was Zheng He. It was so late that he should have fallen asleep long ago. Bai En suddenly smiled, and he unexpectedly I forgot, I am now in country Y, and there is a five-hour time difference from country C, so it happens to be Zheng He's dinner time.

It's nothing serious when Zheng He called. He didn't go well in filming today. He first chatted with Bai En about his difficulties, and then started to tell Bai En about the funny things that happened today. Bai En is here It didn't feel like anything, he was already leaning forward and back together with joy.

Hearing his voice, Bai En couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

It was just a phone call, and Bai En felt that he was suddenly pulled back to the world by Zheng He.

170

Early the next morning, Bai En hired a servant to go up the mountain to visit his mother's grave.

The church where the mother's bones were stored had been standing on this mountain for two centuries. Bai En found her photo. The photo was a little yellowed, and the corners were slightly rolled up. The woman's face on it was wiped off by something, but It can barely be seen from the outline that the appearance is good.

Many people who have met his mother say that Bai En looks a lot like her.

Counting last night, Bai En has already recorded [-] copies of Zheng He's voice when he was on the phone. This function is only available on the mobile phone that Mr. Bai snatched from Sang Bei.

Bai En followed the numbers to find the tombstone, stomped the weeds with his feet, and sat down beside the tombstone.

The cemetery is very quiet. No one else made an appointment except Bai En. There was a slight breeze, and there were insects chirping and birds chirping in the nearby woods, but it was like a dividing line. It was dead silence.

Bai En called up the phone to record, and clicked on the first recorded audio software.

[Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, guess where I am now?Haha, let me tell you, I'm on set!They are all dressed in the Republic of China. If there were no crew members, I would have thought I was going to time travel, haha...] Bai En gently closed his eyes.

His clattering heart finally calmed down.

170 one

Bai En came to Bianxi City where Zheng He was.

He didn't quite know what he was doing here, he got here out of nowhere, and then he felt that he had nowhere to go, so he might as well stay here.

Bai En never had any plans in his life. He went to the studio by boat to find Zheng He, but he was stopped when he just crossed the river. The local police told him: "The studio has been rented out, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

Bai En thought for a while and said, "Can't I be a family member?"

The policeman hesitated for a while, asked the people behind, and turned around and said, "Do you have a work permit? Or can that person come to pick you up now?"

Bai En said: "He is filming in there, he should be busy now, so he can't come here, but I have his manager's phone number."

More than ten minutes later, Cheng Shao hurried over, jumped onto Bai En's boat, and asked nervously, "Mr. Bai, why are you here?"

Bai En chose to tell the truth: "I'm not interested, so I just come here for a stroll."

Cheng Shao was speechless for a while, and then called Zheng He's assistant, Aaron, to row a boat and take Bai En to the set.

It was filming time on the set at this time, and Cheng Shao took Bai En to the temporary wooden ladder built on top of the building, in order to prevent someone from accidentally getting out when the filming actually started.

The ladder was quite high, five meters long, the people below couldn't see the top, but those above could clearly see the whole set.

Bai En glanced at the young man in the white Tang suit in the middle, with his hair combed neatly, and he was talking excitedly to the woman next to him. There were two machines next to them, and the woman always had something to say unconsciously. Zheng He squeezed to the side, monopolizing the camera for himself.

Cheng Shao came over and handed Bai En a cup of coffee. Bai En shook his head and asked, "Is there any boiled water?"

"Yes," Cheng Shao was startled, then shook his head again: "I don't have boiled water, is pure water okay?"

"Forget it." Bai En said.He never drinks anything other than warm boiled water when he goes out, even bottled ones. He himself has tried how to push the medicine in with a needle without opening the bottle, and he can't believe it.

Cheng Shao smiled awkwardly. He brought two cups of coffee, and it seemed that he had to finish them by himself.

"Look, that's Zheng He." Cheng Shao pointed to the shooting location below, looking for something to say.

"Yeah." Bai En nodded: "I've already found out."

Young Master Cheng took a sip of coffee and said, "Zheng He is considered to be the most talented artist I have ever brought. He has a particularly good sense of camera, but he can't take the route of comprehensive development."

"Is his filming good?" Bai En asked.

Young Master Cheng nodded: "It's pretty good. It's very eye-catching. Of course, the qualifications are not particularly good, but it's very rare. With more polishing, it will definitely shine."

Bai En suddenly stopped talking. Young Master Cheng felt that the two of them had a good conversation just now, so he turned his head to look. Bai En looked at Zheng He below with a blank expression, his whole body was cold.

Cheng Shao was a little frightened. He had seen Bai En a few times before. Although this man was reticent, when he looked at you, he always felt like a spring breeze, which made people feel disgusted and conflicted. It's not the same in memory, Cheng Shao felt that he had said something wrong.

Bai En's fist loosened and clenched several times before he said, "Can you keep him from shining?"

"Ah?" Cheng Shao didn't understand Bai En's meaning.

Bai En pursed his lips, and suddenly smiled again: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say that sentence just now."

Cheng Shao's hair suddenly exploded, he was a little hurried, said there were other things, turned around and left.

He realized what Mr. Bai meant, Cheng Shao felt that this man was not normal, the farther away the better.

Bai En ignored Cheng Shao, turned on his phone and took a picture of the scene below. Zheng He was talking to the woman very seriously, and he felt comfortable just looking at it.

He likes the feeling that Zheng He can be seen at a glance, without looking for it, it is best to see it when he turns around.Usually when the two get along, he always calls Zheng He, even if there is nothing wrong, he still has to pull him.

The desire for monopoly may really be a disease, and Bai En knows that he is seriously ill.

170 two

Bai En left again before Zheng He took a break from work at noon.

He didn't want Zheng He to know that he had been here, because Zheng He attached great importance to this job, and he knew that if Zheng He knew that he was here, he would definitely miss work in the afternoon to accompany him, and Bai En himself knew that if Zheng He really knew that he was here , then he will definitely coerce and lure Zheng He to accompany him instead of Shi Laozi working.

Before Bai En left in a boat, he bought a pass from the policeman, 20 yuan each, and Bai En put it in his bag solemnly. The policeman saw that the Hermes wallet in Bai En's hand was a little messy, and asked: "This... is this true?"

Bai En nodded holding his wallet and asked, "Do you like it?"

The policeman smiled sheepishly: "I saw it online before."

Bai En clattered and dumped the credit card, cash, and the pass from the bag on the boat. He thought about taking only one pass, and handed the wallet to the police: "Here, what cards and money are included, It's all yours."

The policeman pulled his hand in fright and looked at Bai En strangely.

Bai En is about to row the boat with the pass.

The policeman yelled, "Wait! What do you mean?"

Bai En said lightly: "Don't you like it?"

The policeman said, "Give it to me if you like it!?"

Bai En said: "Yes."

The policeman choked for a moment, and said: "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I don't want your wallet, take it away, don't let me see you again." Then he took the pass back and said: " You have a brain problem, I can't give you a pass, ask the producer of your crew to issue a guarantee letter for you, and I'll give it to you after making sure you're okay."

Bai En paused, and looked at the policeman with a slightly sad expression.

The policeman didn't hold back, and said, "What are you doing?"

Bai En said: "I'll give you 20 yuan, pay it back to me."

police:"……"

Tens of thousands of packages are offered, and you still care about this? !