The plot begins with Su Jiayi being chased by a group of people, and finally being hit on the back of the head by a beer bottle and falling to the ground in the snow. The people behind him chase him and surround him and beat him. He falls on the snow that has been trampled into black, and the snow is still falling from the sky. His surroundings are out of place.
The camera turns to show him being chased again, this time on a scorching summer night, and this time he escapes.
"Actually, the tragic trajectory of the story is already clear right here," Jing Zuohuai said, expressing his own perspective and thoughts. "Su Jiayi's behavior is very different from the surroundings; his temperament doesn't fit in here. The white snow covers up the filthiness of the place, but Su Jiayi collapses in the black snow. This can be interpreted as him being contaminated by the surrounding environment, or as him accepting his fate."
"Also, the first clip is set in winter, while the second is set in summer. Why is there such a big contrast?"
"When a person loses too much blood or is exposed to low temperatures for a long time, their system becomes disrupted. Blood vessels dilate, causing blood to flow to the cold extremities, creating a false sense of warmth. When body temperature drops rapidly, the nervous system becomes excited, causing a rapid heartbeat and shortness of breath. This is why Su Jiayi's breathing is so irregular in the second clip; it's not just because she ran so fast."
[Huh? No way, so he's dead? No, I'm more inclined to think it was just a dream.]
[Wow, Xiaoyi’s life is so miserable]
"Did you have a dream? You can say that, but I personally tend to agree that I can redeem myself." Jing Zuohuai smiled faintly.
"There are so many mysteries about Ji Xia. He recognized Su Jiayi the first time they met, and it seems like they know each other very well," Jing Zuohuai said simply. "And how did the can in the second scene roll to Su Jiayi's feet for no reason?"
The vending machine there was near a supermarket, and the supermarket wasn't that close. How could an intact drink just appear out of thin air? Impossible.
So he speculated that Su Jiayi's life had been under scrutiny.
"Someone just said that Xiaoyi's life is too miserable, but I think this is a normal phenomenon for most poor people in places we can't see. Too many people are harmed by pornography, gambling, and drugs every year, and many families are implicated."
"There's a saying that goes, 'One move can affect the whole body.' Su Jiayi had some personality issues due to family reasons, which led to him being bullied at school. His father also had to take out a huge loan. This shaped his subsequent fate."
"Besides, it's very difficult for such children to change their fate. Loan sharking is a money-making business. Once you're hooked, it's almost impossible to escape." Jing Zuohuai sighed. "The ending of the movie echoes the first scene at the beginning. In the vast snow, Su Jiayi tore up all her documents and went deep into the snow."
Some speculate that this clip is Su Jiayi saying goodbye to the past and that he will be reborn in the snow. Others speculate that he has accepted his fate and will continue to rot in this gloomy place...
"Ji Xia helped him through all the hard times, so there's no need to elaborate on the feelings Su Jiayi developed for her. But just when his life was becoming clearer, he disappeared, and even all traces of their previous activities vanished. Why was that?"
"Would a stranger's kindness really go this far?"
So he was more inclined to this aspect. He would rather believe that it was Su Jiayi who saved himself and that he was a partner he imagined.
"Ji Xia is the only bright spot in Su Jiayi's gloomy life."
This sentence is not an exaggeration to describe him.
He had already felt heartbroken when he searched for relevant information before. Although he felt sorry for these people now, he was powerless to do anything and could only seek help from the National Relief Association and donate some relief funds there regularly.
[I cried my heart out]
[Wow, yes, this is the situation in my friend’s family. It’s much worse in real life.]
[Why is the topic turning sad again?]
"Alright, alright! This is just my opinion." Jing Zuohuai smiled. "A good film is one that sparks reflection and discussion. Fortunately, this film is a success!"
[Yes, that's right!]
[Then Xiaojing, please tell me about yourself~]
[Yes, yes, we really want to know about your love life!]
After Jing Zuohuai finished painting the statue of He Zhijin, he was a little unsure how to proceed with himself. It had been so long since he had painted anyone other than He Zhijin, and painting himself seemed a bit strange.
"It's been a while since I've drawn other people." Jing Zuohuai stood up from the wooden stool, appearing in front of everyone in his home clothes. "I'll go get some coffee. Wait for me a moment."
The painting area is on the third floor. Jing Zuhuai likes to read or relax here. The sun is bright here, and it is very relaxing in the early morning. The coffee machine is on the first floor. Seeing that it is too troublesome for him to run back and forth every day, He Zhijin installed one on the third floor as well.
Coffee is bitter, and not appealing to those with a sweet palate. However, adding sugar and milk makes it sweet and delicious. Jing Zuohuai brewed coffee, adding sugar and milk to his taste.
The rich fragrance hits your nose, and just smelling it will make you feel better.
Just like his current situation, he has a job he likes, lives with the people he likes in a home that belongs to him, and has time to paint and do what he likes. This is the life he has always longed for.
It has now been realized~
Good morning, my baby.
Jing Zuohuai, holding his spare phone, was overjoyed to see his message. He chatted briefly with him and, knowing he was not busy, sent him a video.
"Did this just finish filming?" Jing Zuohuai leaned against the wall, chatting with him over a cup of coffee. "It feels like it's earlier than you said."
He Zhijin was eating a small piece of bread in the dressing room to fill his stomach. "Not so fast. There are other parts to shoot next. The other protagonist has something to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so the director asked us to shoot a little more today."
"What a coincidence! The protagonist is busy." Jing Zuohuai took a sip of coffee. "Did you watch my live broadcast just now? Otherwise, how could I catch it so accurately?" He saw that he had been eating bread for a while, so he must not have just taken a break.
Jiang Rui made him a cup of oatmeal and brought some fruit from the crew. Seeing that he was on the video call, he closed the door, handed him the oatmeal, and then walked away from them, sitting on the sofa to watch the live broadcast.
He Zhijin thanked him and ate his cereal. "Jiang Rui was looking at it just now, so I took a look at it." He Zhijin smiled and said, "It's a good painting. It looks very beautiful. Can I take a picture after you finish it?"
"Do you like this one? If you like it, I'll just draw another one. Why are you competing with the fans?"
"I like all your paintings." He Zhijin said, "What's that called, He's printing press?"
I almost spit out the coffee I just drank. This title was given by fans who liked his paintings before. Because of his high productivity and the characters he drew were all He Zhijin, he got this title.
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