Chapter 755: Knowing to Return, Knowing to Return
A young girl just passed by the street, staring blankly at the news about the Blue River Group on the big screen, with a look of fear on her face.
Finally, what remained in his mind was the girl's somewhat melancholy and distant gaze as she tilted her head and smiled at him.
"If ghosts really do exist in this world, they must have forgotten the way home, or have some unfulfilled wish, so they are reluctant to leave, right?"
The boy suddenly stood up from the ground.
With only three seconds left at the red light, Wen Luyan ran madly to the other side at a speed faster than a 50-meter race.
The wind turned into a meaningless whistle in his ears.
He could only hear his own frantic heartbeat.
As he rushed across the zebra crossing and the green belt, the red light just came on, and the rolling traffic was left behind him.
The bicycle he had just bought was once again forgotten at the intersection.
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When the hot pot restaurant called Family of Five appeared in front of us, the owner seemed to be preparing to close the restaurant and go home.
Without caring why the hot pot restaurant closed so early, Wen Lueyan took a few steps forward and grabbed the middle-aged man.
The man turned around and looked at him with a surprised expression.
"It's you, what do you want to talk to me about?"
His face was still pale, and his eyes were dim and lifeless under his prematurely grown white hair, as if something had long ago worn away his interest and curiosity in life. When he asked the question, his expression was flat and expressionless.
Wen Luyan swallowed his saliva. After running non-stop for a long time, he couldn't even catch his breath.
I could only utter words intermittently and with great difficulty from my throat as if I was struggling to survive.
"Your home..."
He squeezed the man's hand so hard that his knuckles turned white, his light-colored pupils constricted as he stared at him intently, and asked,
"Do you have a daughter named Lin Zhifan in your family?"
The man seemed stunned.
He fell into a brief blank in the fading afterglow.
After a long while, he slowly said,
"yes."
"I do have a daughter named Lin Zhifan."
His voice gradually began to tremble, as if he was suffering from some unbearable sorrow.
This middle-aged man with a large frame slowly put his hands up to cover his face. A thin stream of water flowed out from between his fingers, along with the painful sound of him sobbing so hard that he couldn't breathe.
"But we know we can never go home again."
The boy loosened his hands and let them fall quietly beside his legs.
He looked at the man quietly and blankly.
It seemed as if everything was understood, yet it also seemed as if nothing was clear anymore.
He moved his throat, but no sound came out for a long time.
The reality seemed horrible and inexplicable, leaving him unable to offer any explanation to himself.
He had no choice but to let his brain become a mess, with all the related memories mixed up in it and unable to form their original form.
The afterglow grew dimmer and dimmer, casting blurry grey outlines on the two figures.
One of them covered his face and slowly knelt on the ground, while the other was frozen in the sunset like a sculpture.
Until night falls.
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“Cut!”
Su Yu frowned, cupped her face with both hands, and smiled politely at Yang Tianlu, who played Lin Zhifan's father. She then received generous praise.
"very nice!"
Senior Yang took the tissue handed to him by his assistant and wiped his hands while saying to Su Yu,
"For young people to have acting skills like you and Shen Pianxian, their future is limitless."
Su Yu smiled modestly, then walked to the director and looked around.
"Where is Shen Pianxian?"
"She seems to have overdone it again and is running to relieve herself."
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