Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

"Once upon a time, there was a little boy..."

Zhongqin's voice is usually clear and clear, and it makes people feel very youthful, but now he lowered his voice, and it sounds like a bean cake with a delicate sandy feeling.

This kind of sandy feeling combined with the light tone of voice is seductive, and it is also very attractive when you are half asleep in the morning, but if you are as calm as this moment, it will make your spine tingle.

Ji Shuyuan resisted the pain in his heart and listened quietly to his narration.

This incident has something to do with the sitcom they saw when they went home during the Chinese New Year.

At that time, Zhong Qin had just turned ten years old, and it was difficult to get away from the play. He regarded the actress who played his mother in the play as his own mother, but he was not very close to Zhong Fangfei.

At first, Zhong Fangfei coaxed him a few words, but later saw that he was not good enough, so she ran away from home angrily, left him and the nanny at home, and threatened to come back to recognize him when he would admit his mistake.

At that time, Zhongqin was already a well-known child actor, but after all, he was too young to play important roles. The salary he got was not comparable to that of other actors, and the salary for accepting commercials was also low, so his family was not rich.

At first Tan Zhiyuan ran away, and debt collectors came to the door every day, Zhong Fangfei sold the original house to pay back the money, and rented a small house outside to live in.

Zhongqin has lived in that rented house since he was born, so for him, his home is that small rented house.

When she was ten years old, her debts had not been paid off, but she still had a lot of daily expenses. Apart from the rent, water and electricity, Zhong Fangfei couldn’t dress too poorly when she went out to talk about things. When talking about things, the children in the house need someone to take care of them, so hiring a nanny is also a must. expenditure.

However, it is more expensive to hire a nanny in a formal institution, so Zhong Fangfei called an aunt from her hometown to help.

As long as Zhongqin was at home when he was a child, he basically stayed with this aunt.His aunt began to take care of him shortly after he was born. Ten years later, he is no different from his own mother.

Therefore, when Zhong Fangfei ran away from home at the beginning, Zhongqin didn't feel it at all. Anyway, his aunt took care of his daily life, and it didn't matter whether Zhong Fangfei was there or not.

Until one night, he fell asleep and caught a cold, and developed a fever in the middle of the night.

Zhongqin didn't get sick very often when he was a child, and when he got sick, he would be aggressive.Zhong Fangfei always said that boys should not be too coddled when they are sick, and that fever and cough will pass after a while. My aunt heard a lot, so she followed suit.

So my aunt didn't take him to the hospital that night, but put him to sleep first, and then went to make ginger syrup for him to drink as usual.

The houses in the tube buildings are all small, and there is no separate kitchen in the house. There is only an open public kitchen at the end of the corridor on each floor.

My aunt turned on the fire to boil ginger soup, and sat on a small stool beside her to watch.

Watch and watch... and then doze off.

My aunt is a widow, more than 20 years older than Zhong Fangfei. Her husband died early and she has no offspring. She lived a hard life alone, suffered from many problems, and was sleepy at night.

So he fell asleep that night and never woke up again.

Xiao Zhongqin had a fever and was in a daze in his dream. He said he was asleep, but actually he was half fainted.

The dense smoke failed to wake him up until the fire burned through the beams and a piece of wood fell on his buttocks.It was too hot in summer without a quilt, and the wood quickly burned through the thin clothing, which woke him up from his dream.

There is silence in the middle of the night, and the sky is filled with fire, but nothing can be seen clearly, which always makes people feel dark.

Xiao Zhongqin was so frightened that he cried and cried, got up and ran to the window, pulled open the curtain with great difficulty, and shouted desperately: "It's on fire! It's on fire!"

No response.

For this house has no windows at all, but a false window frame with a curtain of self-deception.

The ground was so hot that a layer of skin could be scraped off. As soon as Zhongqin touched his toes, he quickly retreated to the bed. He started crying and calling "Auntie" and "Mom" again, but there was no response.

The smoke became thicker and thicker, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe. Zhongqin remembered the knowledge taught in school, poured all the water from the water bottles on the bedside table on the blanket, wrapped himself up, buried his face in it, and breathed with difficulty, while calling for help continuously .

After an unknown amount of time, there was finally some movement at the door. Someone knocked open his door forcefully and shouted, "Don't be afraid, little guy! Uncle is here to save you!"

It's a firefighter.

Seeing the savior in the uniform, Zhongqin was about to agree, but saw a cluster of fire rushing towards the uncle who comforted him, and the heat wave poured in, but he was firmly blocked behind the tall figure.

The firefighters rushed outside, the corridor was filled with the smell of burnt corpses, Zhongqin lowered his head to meet a pair of terrified eyes that had never been closed, and forgot to cry for a moment.

There was a small window at the end of the corridor, and the firefighters lowered him through it, slid down the rope, and someone below caught him firmly.

"Where's that brother?" Zhongqin turned his head in panic, and anxiously asked the people around him, "Where's that brother? Is he not coming out?"

"Kids, be good, my brother still has someone else to save, and soon..."

The comforting voice stopped abruptly.

There was a loud bang from behind, and then the tall building collapsed, everything was silent, and all life was buried under the dust.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed only for a moment, when Zhongqin heard someone yelling: "Don't be dazed! Send the child to the hospital first! He's burned! The rest continue to rescue!"

Zhongqin opened his mouth, wanting to ask if that brother was still alive, but he dared not ask.

He was sent to the hospital in a daze all the way, and saw that there were several people who were rescued with him beside him, all of whom had more serious burns than him. In addition to the smell of disinfectant, the hospital room smelled of being burnt.

Apart from groans of unbearable pain, no one spoke.

After a while, the doctor arrived and said that he would treat the burn and told him not to be afraid, but to cry out in pain.

Zhongqin buried his head and bit the mattress under him, but didn't say a word.

The night was still long, and after the wound was healed, Zhongqin lay on the hospital bed unable to sleep, silently listening to the vague discussions from outside.

"It caught fire in the middle of the night, who would know? Many people were burned to death in their dreams..."

"I heard that more than 30 people were rescued in a whole building, and two firefighters died..."

"There are also those who were sent to the hospital but couldn't be saved, alas, what a pity..."

There was chaos in the hospital, and order was not restored until the next day.In the morning, the doctors and nurses came to make rounds, and when they saw Zhongqin, they were stunned for a moment.

"Why is there such a small child? Let's change him to another ward later." A female doctor came over to check his wound, and said to the nurse next to him in a low voice, "Everyone in this room is seriously injured. Vulnerable, don't let him see this."

"Okay." The nurse couldn't bear to look at Zhongqin, and couldn't help but retort, "I've been watching this all night..."

The doctor glared at her: "Stop the loss in time!"

Then he looked at Zhongqin again, and asked softly, "Little friend, do you have any relatives? Do you remember their phone numbers?"

Zhongqin hesitated for a while, nodded, and replied in a low voice: "I remember my mother's."

"Then call your mother and ask her to come to the hospital, okay?" The doctor took out the mobile phone and handed it to him, "Tell your mother that you are injured and ask her to come to the hospital to take care of you."

Zhong Qin took the phone obediently and dialed Zhong Fangfei's number.

After a long time, it was picked up over there, and a familiar voice asked, "Who is that?"

"Mom..." Zhongqin burst into tears after holding back the tears all night, "It's me..."

The other side of the phone was silent for two seconds, and said coldly: "You have made a mistake." Then hung up the phone.

Zhongqin held the phone in a daze, and murmured: "That's right..."

"Little friend, please check again, is the number dialed wrong?" The doctor approached and asked, "Shall we call again?"

Zhongqin buried his head and wanted to check carefully whether the number he dialed was correct, but his eyes were covered with tears, and he couldn't recognize it clearly for a long time.

"I won't remember it wrong..." He recited the number several times over and over again, sobbing anxiously, "I remember it's this number..."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The doctor patted his head, "How about this, Auntie just heard the number you said, and Auntie will call Mom again later, okay? Maybe Mom saw the strange number and thought it was a liar .”

"No..." Zhongqin shook his head and said, "She was angry with me...I made her angry...I called someone else's mother, she was angry and didn't want me..."

"How could it be?" said the doctor. "No mother would want her child."

Zhongqin pursed his lips and shook his head, hesitated for a moment, then said, "I still have my aunt, call my aunt."

The doctor responded and dialed out a series of numbers according to what he said, but he couldn't get through several times.

"Did you remember it wrong again?" the doctor asked.

Zhongqin thought for a while with his eyes open, then shook his head and said, "No."

"That is……"

"She died," Zhongqin said. "She was also in that house. She said to cook ginger syrup for me...she was burned to death."

"what……"

The doctor was speechless.

Zhongqin buried his face in the pillow and did not speak again.

Afterwards, the hospital contacted Zhong Fangfei, and the first thing Zhongqin asked when he saw her was, "Did I call the wrong number?"

Zhong Fangfei was really angry before, thinking that Zhongqin finally realized his mistake and wanted to teach him a lesson, so she lied to him that he made a wrong call, thinking that if he called again, she would go down the steps.

As for the strange phone number, she didn't think much about it, because there was no landline at home, and sometimes the nanny went out to buy groceries, and Zhongqin wanted to contact her at home by herself, so she just asked a neighbor to borrow a phone.

Who would have known that something like that would happen last night...

Faced with her son's questioning, she regretted and blamed herself, but also felt guilty and dared not face it, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "You must have made a mistake. Mom didn't receive your call..."

"Oh." Zhongqin accepted the statement calmly, "Then I will be more careful in reciting phone numbers in the future."

But he knew in his heart that he must have made the right call, otherwise how could the hospital contact her?

It's just that he hasn't mentioned it since then.He has never been a character who likes to turn over old scores. After all, the past has passed. Even if the scenes of that night are always repeated in his nightmares, no one can empathize with him.

"The little boy didn't understand it at the time. It wasn't until he read the news reports at that time many years later that he realized that so many people died in that building because of him."

Zhongqin raised his head to look at Ji Shuyuan, but his eyes were not fixed on his face, as if he was still in a trance, he said softly: "He caused many people to die, and was saved with his life, and at the same time he was burdened with sin and responsibility, so He should neither live nor die."

"He should... linger in pain and suffering."