Luo Zhi slept for a long time.

He had many, many wonderful dreams.

He dreamed that he was painting the sunrise on a drawing board on the top of a misty mountain, dreamed that he was sitting on a bridge playing guitar under the bright moon and flowing water, and dreamed that strangers who passed by him stopped, waved and smiled at him.

In his dream, he raised a squirrel, which jumped and shuttled across his shoulders and head. It was very shy and would quickly dive into his collar when it saw people.

Most of the dreams are about the sea. Luo Zhi has always liked the sea. It is so vast and far away, with no end in sight. It seems that as long as you keep walking, you will reach another world.

He seemed to have lived a satisfying life in a dream, and when he woke up he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move at all.

Luo Zhi fed herself a strawberry-flavored hard candy.

The sour and sweet fruity aroma bloomed on the tip of my tongue, and somehow, it suddenly brought back those incredibly warm scenes from my dream. The picture finally freezes on many faces that he imagined. They stopped, reached out to touch his head, helped him stand, and smiled at him tenderly.

…

Then his nasal cavity was suddenly hit by an unprecedented intense sourness, as if the years of pounding had finally taken effect, leaving a fatal crack somewhere in his body.

Luo Zhi suddenly felt her eyes swollen and hot.

For about ten minutes, Luo Zhi suddenly lost complete control of her body.

It was as if she was haunted by a dream, or as if she had returned to a certain moment in the ward. Without any warning, Luo Zhi was switched to a third-person perspective far away, watching herself in a daze and without any awareness.

When playing with water in front of the sink, the transparent liquid that splashed into my eyes now comes out in large drops. I don't have to worry about it. Every time I blink, more water vapor comes out than before.

He saw his body collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily and laboriously. Not only his shoulders, back, hands and feet, but even his hair was shaking and trembling uncontrollably. It felt like someone had skinned his back open and pulled out his tendons, or like a fish about to drown in the air on land.

After about half an hour, control and consciousness of the body were restored to Luo Zhi.

Luo Zhi touched her face and found that her entire face was wet and her chest was still aching.

Luo Zhi couldn't help but laugh softly.

...What?

You can cry just by dreaming, little faucet.

Luo Zhi wiped his face with amusement and laughed at himself loudly in his mind for a long time without any hesitation.

He checked carefully to make sure that the broken glass he was holding against his chest was not lost. After eating a piece of candy, he was no longer so dizzy, so he slowly sat up by supporting himself on the floor.

This time my right leg can move, but it's still a little numb and weak, but it's not serious.

Just say he has a tough life.

No matter what the problem is, just close your eyes, think about nothing, and fall asleep.

If he can’t wake up…never mind.

Isn't this opening your eyes again on a new day?

Luo Zhi maintained the posture of sitting against the wall for a while, and when she was no longer dizzy in this position, she knelt down with the help of the bed, closed her eyes and waited patiently for the endlessly spinning roller coaster to end.

Then he stood up little by little, touched his earlobe and gave himself an exaggerated compliment, hummed an unknown tune that he had written in his dream, put the broken glass in the safest compartment of his schoolbag, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

While washing up, Luo Zhi took out his cell phone and looked at it.

After leaving the hospital, Luo Zhi broke her original phone card. This photo was bought for 100 yuan at a black stall at the end of an alley that would be closed down. He didn't use his ID card, so Ren Chenbai couldn't find him for a while.

…

But it is not a long-term solution. As long as he stays in this city, his whereabouts will be discovered sooner or later.

Luo Zhi held a toothbrush in her mouth, looked at the pale and somewhat unfamiliar face in the mirror, and suddenly froze.

...Who is Ren Chenbai?

Who is this person in the mirror?

Why are you brushing your teeth too?

This has happened frequently in the past few days. It seems that my thoughts, which were originally running very naturally, always get stuck somewhere, just like a small stone was thrown into the gears that were originally meshing perfectly, and then all consciousness suddenly becomes blank.

But he also has a solution.

Luo Zhi took out the memo familiarly and reviewed what was written on it. When the pebbles disappear and the situation returns to normal, add the things that were forgotten this time one by one.

Luo Zhi was standing in front of the sink, holding her phone and typing a memo word by word, when several unread messages suddenly popped up at the top of the screen.

Luo Zhi clicked on the message and her eyes suddenly lit up.

He received a response to the script he put up for resale.

What Luo Zhi wanted to resell was the script that she had almost completed and was about to film and give to Luo Cheng.

Because it was a personal gift he wanted to give to his younger sister, he did not use any official account and spent all the money that Luo Zhi had saved himself.

Also because of this, the ownership of this script does not belong to Huaisheng Entertainment, but to Luo Zhi himself.

The price Luo Zhi offered was a boat ticket.

This is not an ordinary boat ticket, but a super luxurious giant cruise ticket. Tickets are extremely hard to get. Even though the prices are staggeringly high, they are still sold out in seconds after they are released.

Luo Zhi had been craving it for a long time, and originally wanted to spend a lot of money to buy it for herself as a birthday present.

On the day the tickets were released, Luo Zhi set a series of alarms. However, ten minutes before he abused his power in the name of holding a small meeting and led the management team of Huaisheng Entertainment to rush to grab the tickets, Luo Zhi casually checked his circle of friends to relieve his tension.

In the last five minutes before the tickets went on sale, Luo Zhi saw the script that Luo Cheng wanted so badly on WeChat Moments.

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The cruise ship will dock at the nearest port in a week, and the next time it will run this route will be next year.

Luo Zhi didn't actually hold much hope at first, she just hung it up to try her luck.

I didn't expect that someone would actually chat with me privately.

He seemed to have suddenly found a particularly worthy goal. He stopped wandering aimlessly and instead took the time to wash himself, change his clothes, and sit upright at the table.

When she clicked on the private chat interface, Luo Zhi's heart was still a little excited, beating loudly in her chest.

Luo Zhi clicked on the first unread message, which was from a very mature studio, and the person who contacted him was the person in charge of script procurement.

There was no ticket, but he promised to transfer the complete script for the original price he paid.

Luo Zhi clicked on the second unread message. It was from a fairly large film and television company, and the person who contacted him was the head of the resources department.

There is no ticket, but a 10% transfer fee is added to the original price, allowing him to retain the recommendation rights for a non-main role.

Luo Zhi clicked on the third unread message, which was from the agent of an artist who did not want to reveal his name, saying that he had no tickets...

[Since you are interested in transferring the script, it means that you are not well-off. ]

Most agents have quite a wide range of connections, so it is not difficult for them to find out who the script that was sold at a high price belongs to. Every message they send seems to have a hidden meaning: [There is really no need to act on impulse. ]

Luo Zhi sighed lightly and put down his phone.

He forgot what he was doing again and sat at the table in a daze for a long time before he remembered that he wanted to exchange the script for a boat ticket.

What can I advise him?

He just wanted to go on the boat and play.

Luo Zhi tapped the screen in confusion.

He lay on the table, his chin resting on his arm, and his other hand gently drawing circles on his phone.

After drawing an unknown number of circles, Luo Zhi finally put down her phone and stood up to pack her things.

Probably because he was still thinking about something, he forgot to cushion his fall this time. He stood up in a hurry, and his right leg went soft, and he fell down.

Luo Zhi fell to the ground along with the chair, and the back of the chair hit his back heavily. The lights in front of Luo Zhi went out for a few minutes without any warning.

When his vision returned, there were already a lot of messages on the phone that had fallen next to him.

[It is recommended that you consider selling it. The price can be negotiated. ]

[Can be exchanged for other resources of equal value. ]

[A public relations team can be provided. ]

[It is recommended to give more consideration and long-term planning, as there is still a long way to go. ]

…

Luo Zhi suddenly took the phone.

His eyes were still softly bent, as if he was unaware of the discomfort or pain. He really didn't know, and his fingertips tapped the screen deftly: [Not considering, not planning. ]

The person on the other end was obviously a little surprised by this answer, and almost forgot to use official language when replying: [Why? ]

Luo Zhi hummed softly, thought about it, and put the phone against her forehead.

Why?

Probably the same as him sneaking out of the hospital without getting a full body checkup.

If it doesn't work here, try another place.

If that doesn’t work, try another place.

If nowhere else works, then go and see what the world is like at the end of the sea.

…

If it doesn't work anymore, then he really needs to take a break.

Before he died, he really wanted to meet someone who would smile at him, wave to him, and say hello to him properly.