In the distance, Seth and Will saw Renly who had just left the chemo room.
Today's Renly dress is very simple, a dark blue T-shirt, paired with smoky gray jeans, and white canvas shoes. He is full of youth, but he does not appear to be ostentatious. He is completely "the cancer-fighting me" Adam's outfit. He stopped at the door, waved goodbye to the patients in the chemotherapy room, and then turned around.
Seth could catch a slight curvature on the corner of Renly's mouth. It couldn't be called a smile, but a faint smile. It was like the sunshine in early spring falling on a calm lake in March, but the light was not dazzling at all. Occasionally mixed with the remnants of winter, the sparse face shrouded in the air.
"Hey, why are you here?" Renly greeted, pointing to the building next door, "I'm ready to go now, how about you?"
In the past two days, the crew has changed the shooting location. Renly is filming opposite Anna Kendrick about psychiatrist Kathryn helping Adam heal himself. That building is a long way from here, and it takes about fifteen minutes to walk around the inpatient department.
Will looked seriously at Renly before him.
Purely on the surface, Ren Li looked very normal, and there seemed to be no change, but if you look closely, you can see that the face that was originally only the size of a palm has lost a small circle, and the look between his eyebrows has unconsciously changed. It dimmed a little, as if all the light had converged, and it was covered with a thin layer of mist.
"Let's go too, how about, together?" Seth said with a big smile, and then asked tentatively, "How are you feeling? Will your stomach feel better?"
"Very good. No problem." Renly nodded with a smile, then chuckled, the corners of his mouth raised, "Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I'll be the first to notify the Screen Actors Guild and let them come. Trouble you."
In the face of this ridiculous joke, Seth couldn't laugh, he just said "Haha" twice without a smile, and managed to cope with it, because Renly was really in a bad state.
Although Lan Li was joking just now, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, these smiles did not reach the depths of his eyes at all, they were just like a wisp of blue smoke, hidden in the depths of his eyes, looming, as if only a light wind was blowing over , will suddenly dissipate. He couldn't feel the surging energy and vitality all over his body, such a Ren Li was really too unfamiliar.
Seth became more and more worried, turned his head to look at Will next to him, winked, and tried to get Will to say something, but before Will had time to speak, Renly's voice came again, "You guys go ahead first. , I'm going to the bathroom, and I'll follow." After speaking, before they could respond, Renly waved with a smile and walked towards the bathroom next to him.
Seth and Will stood where they were, looking at each other - all too suddenly.
Both of them were a little overwhelmed, and their gazes involuntarily cast their gaze towards Renly, and Will noticed. Renly's seemingly steady steps were a little impatient at this time. Could it be because he was in a hurry to solve his physiological needs
But Will's intuition told him otherwise. Before he had time to think about it, Will quickly chased after him. Seth was half a beat, but his footsteps followed immediately. The two came to the door of the bathroom and were about to go in, but they couldn't help but stop.
"vomit."
The embarrassing and turbulent sound echoed in the bathroom space, awakening the memory deep in Will's mind. He remembered, he clearly remembered, those moments when he got up in the middle of the night, went to the bathroom to hold the toilet and vomit frantically, as if he wanted to The whole body is hollowed out, and even the soul becomes empty.
The clear memories and cruel reality made Will stop, he grabbed Seth who was about to rush in, and shook his head gently, simple but firm. However, the pain and struggle between the eyebrows began to surge.
vomit. Renly felt that his internal organs were about to vomit.
Met Seth and Will just now, and all of a sudden, the stomach feels uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, as if someone is beating him in the stomach, punch, punch, and then the whole stomach cramps up, overturned The surging is really too strong, far beyond the tolerance range, as long as he stays for one more second, he may completely lose control.
So, ignoring the two of them, Renly rushed straight to the bathroom in a panic, using his remaining sanity and control to let himself enter the compartment, closed the door, and started to vomit with the toilet in his arms. .
How ridiculous, isn't it? Even in the face of such a crisis, he still did not completely lose control, hiding his embarrassment and badness. Twenty years of aristocratic education in this world has had a far stronger impact than imagined, and it has even gradually become an instinct. Even if he doesn't like it himself.
vomit. It was as if someone was pounding the stomach from the bottom up, trying to knock everything inside out. But here's the problem. He hardly ate anything this morning, just drank half a cup of hot milk, and now he vomited it all up, but the urge to vomit still couldn't stop, and the sourness began to surge up.
Vomiting until all the organs are crowded to the throat, blocking all the air passages, unable to breathe, the suffocation that is about to lack oxygen, but still can't suppress the boiling of the stomach, and starts to vomit again. , but only vomited a burst of acid water. His entire throat was slammed with fists, and he couldn't breathe. He felt a scalding heat on his face, and only then did he realize that the tears had slipped uncontrollably.
Cough, cough, cough.
I couldn't vomit at all, but I choked on my own saliva, so I began to cough violently, but finally, the feeling of vomiting finally came to an end. The cough became more intense, as if to cough up all the internal organs that were not vomited just now.
His hands gripped the edge tightly, only to find that the strength of his fingertips and arms were slipping little by little, the uncontrollable feeling beat his stomach fiercely, but he was powerless to resist, and slowly fell to his seat. On the ground, he didn't even care about the filth of the bathroom or the etiquette of the nobles.
So embarrassed.
The whole person was as if he had just been pulled out of the water, his body was soaked with sweat, and the pain came from one after another to the temple, as if millions of embroidery needles were stabbed in the head at the same time. The pain slowly penetrated little by little, not intense, but made people unable to cry out.
The cold sweat on his forehead was constantly pouring out, as if it was burning on the flames, and it was like running wildly on the ice. The scalding feeling was even more torturous than the fire of hell; but the back was cold, from the spine. It was cold all the way to the soles of my feet, and the coldness that penetrated my heart gave rise to bursts of chills, so that my muscles began to stiffen.
The collision between the extreme and the extreme began to tear every part of the body, so that the last trace of strength in the muscles disappeared, and there was nothing left. The whole person just sat on the ground like this, with his back against the marble wall Face, the scorching heat of his eyes made him close his eyes, every pore was breathing in pain, every cell was experiencing torture, and he could hardly even find the strength to breathe.
He didn't understand why this happened. It wasn't a stomach problem or cancer, but he clearly felt the torment from his body to his spirit. The involuntary helplessness and despair made the halo of his soul dim again.
Slumped on the ground, every part of his body protested and groaned, but he couldn't move.
It was as if the whole person went through the process of sinking. The slow sinking process was slowed down ten times, a hundred times, and slowly sinking millimeter by millimeter. He could clearly see the air bubbles leaving the skin surface, as if full of vitality. The dissipation is normal, but there is no pain, but there is a kind of grand and magnificent beauty, which captures the moving, poetic, and painting entry in a thrilling way.
He realized that he was sinking, but he didn't feel the pain, so he didn't resist, didn't struggle, just let himself sink like this gradually, and all the light around him slowly and slowly disappeared.
Renly knew it was cancer.
When he realized that the last breath of air in his lungs had been used up, when he realized that death had surrounded every cell in his body, when he realized that life can only be sustained by fighting up, everything was too much. When it was too late, he could only wave his arm in a vain, symbolic resistance twice, and then he was caught.
But even more frightening, he felt no fear. The bond between reason and emotion seems to be cut off. Reason is constantly giving warnings, alarm bells are ringing, reminding him that he should be angry, resist, and be excited, but his emotions have no response, just silence.
Pulling the corner of his mouth, he drew a smile, bitter, bitter, absurd, mocking, and joking. "Heh." He didn't know why he was laughing, he just wanted to laugh all of a sudden, it was all too funny, wasn't it
"Sword Comes"
When he is facing death, he should smash the boat and splurge desperately; he has experienced death, and he should be like a broken bamboo and no longer fear; when he is reborn, he should strut and run towards the end of his dream. He is Chu Jiashu, he is Renly, and he is still Adam; however, he is not Chu Jiashu, nor Renly, he is still Adam.
The boundaries between fantasy and reality have completely disappeared.
Sitting on the floor of the bathroom, he seemed to be lying on the hospital bed that had lasted for ten years, humming a little tune, as if he had given up the struggle, and accepted the facts in this way; as if he was sitting on the soft and comfortable chair, he actively cooperated. Going on chemotherapy, hoping to beat the cancer, but deep down, he's still not sure what the cancer is all about.
Until now, he wasn't sure what exactly happened. Except for the fact that he was sitting in a state of embarrassment and vomiting on the germ-infested ground of the hospital. He wondered, will Matthew Dunlop stand up when he sees this scene