Chapter 064 Entertainment Industry Waste 12
Yin Yao seemed to be nailed to the spot, staring blankly at Jian Ziyan asking questions to the air, and then nodded ignorantly as if he had really received an answer. When he turned around and looked at Yin Yao, his eyes became cold and polite.
"Big brother, my mother said she doesn't know you either. Did you go to the wrong ward?"
Yin Yao's throat moved twice, he slowly walked to Jian Ziyan's bed, squatted down on one knee, and looked up into Jian Ziyan's eyes.
There was a faint longing, a strong sense of uneasiness, and a hint of forced calmness and gentleness in his eyes.
He said softly: "Xiao Yan, how come you don't recognize me? I am Brother Yin Yao, your favorite Brother Yin Yao."
Jian Ziyan blinked his clear eyes, and subconsciously did not reject this handsome brother. For some reason, he had a feeling that if he refused this brother's approach, this brother might cry on the spot.
And mom wasn't angry, nor did she ask him to stay away from his brother, so it should be... possible to get close to him, right?
Jian Ziyan looked back at Yin Yao's faint eyes and smiled.
In everyone's impression, Jian Ziyan is pale, sickly, gloomy, and thin. It seems that his existence can only be connected with something darkly growing in the corner. The way he looks at people is always timid and hazy. There has never been such a bright look on his face.
Her eyebrows were relaxed, her smile was bright, her soft lips were slightly raised, revealing a bit of white teeth.
Just like the sunshine dispels the dark clouds, the earth is illuminated with a gentle breeze, all things grow, and it is as bright as the newborn spring.
Yin Yao was stunned. Even though he already knew how handsome Jian Ziyan was, he still couldn't help but look amazed.
He saw the boy's brows furrowed slightly, and his smile turned into confusion: "Brother?"
Only then did Yin Yao come back to his senses.
"I didn't go to the wrong ward. You're the one I'm looking for." He was gentle but cautious, always looking up at the boy. "Your name is Jian Ziyan, right?"
Jian Ziyan looked even more confused. He nodded and looked at Yin Yao with some caution: "Why do you know my name?"
He turned his head and asked the air beside him: "Mom, he knows me, is he really not an acquaintance of yours?"
Yin Yao's anxiety and panic grew. Seeing Jian Ziyan trying to listen attentively, he couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyan, what did your mother say?"
Jian Ziyan looked at him doubtfully, as if asking, "Can't you hear me?" But he was a polite child, so he answered the question anyway.
"Mom said she remembered it wrongly. She knew you before, but not very well. She asked me to try to get to know you." He said, and it seemed that because of "Mom's" approval, his attitude completely let down his guard. "Brother, is your name Yin Yao? It's a nice name."
Yin Yao stared blankly at the chattering boy, who was as lively as any ordinary child who grew up in the sunshine and the love of his family, with a complex and bitter feeling surging in his heart.
"Yes, my name is Yin Yao." He said softly, "You can call me Brother Yin Yao."
"Brother Yin Yao." The boy's voice was as clear as his eyes, and he showed that bright smile again, "Hello, my name is Jian Ziyan, you can call me Xiaoyan, that's what my mother calls me."
"...Okay, Xiao Yan."
Yin Yao could hardly control the tears that were welling up in his throat. He was afraid of scaring the boy, so he stood up quickly.
"Xiao Yan, wait here for a while. Brother Yin Yao
I'm going to talk to the doctor."
Jian Ziyan didn't seem to understand why he cared about him so much, but he could appreciate the kindness. He smiled and nodded, looking very well-behaved.
Yin Yao lowered his eyes and looked at him, still unable to suppress the strong desire in his heart. He stretched out his hand tentatively, and paused hesitantly when he was about to touch the top of Jian Ziyan's head, trembling slightly.
However, Jian Ziyan had no intention of refusing. He raised his head and smiled at Yin Yao.
Yin Yao's eyes suddenly turned red. He tried his best to put on a smile, then gently placed his hand on the top of Jian Ziyan's head and touched it with great care.
The hair is cold and soft, just like the boy's heart.
…
After Yin Yao came out, he was met with the doctor's surprised look.
"You weren't rejected by him?" the doctor asked. "When I first discovered his abnormality, I wanted to talk to him, but he refused to say a word to me. When I asked, his mother would explain to me, and he didn't know how to say it. I didn't expect that he would talk to you so normally."
Yin Yao smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he should be thankful for this situation. He asked, "What happened to Xiao Yan?"
The doctor said, "Do you remember what I told you before about phobia? There is a high chance that certain symptoms will occur."
Yin Yao's heart tightened: "In other words, Xiao Yan is now showing symptoms that are likely to occur?"
The doctor nodded seriously and said, "That is indeed the case. I didn't expect him to have a symptom that is almost the least likely to occur, which is hallucination."
"Fantasy." Yin Yao repeated the word in a low voice.
"The reason why the probability is the smallest is that the triggering conditions are relatively harsh. It is not easy for patients to imagine some kind of hope when they are extremely desperate. Most patients would rather end it all when they are most desperate." The doctor sighed, "The fact that this child fantasized about having a mother shows that he still wants to live. This is his brain trying to save itself."
A guess suddenly popped up in Yin Yao's mind and his face turned pale.
Why would one still want to struggle to survive in such a desperate environment, even if one has to rely on fantasy to survive?
"…The reason why the triggering conditions are so harsh is that the patient must have some obsession in his heart to support him to live, in order to give rise to this fantasy." The doctor said, "I guess, for Xiaoyan, wanting to save you is his obsession, so he fantasized about your mother to help him live and achieve this obsession."
As expected...
Yin Yao showed a sad and self-deprecating smile on his face. He didn't know what merits he had, why he could become the boy's obsession to live? Was it just for the care and companionship he had received for a few days?
He didn't do anything.
He just spent a little bit of his time, which was not worth much, and said a few words that anyone with a little sympathy would have said. He didn't even do much for him. He didn't even notice that he was being beaten or abused. Why should he be the light in that child's life?
How can he deserve it?
The child is like floating in the dark deep sea. As long as there is light shining down, he will try to grab it at all costs, even at the cost of his life, to protect this only light, even though the light is dim and weak, and does not even provide warmth when it shines on his body.
Yin Yao couldn't breathe again. He couldn't bear the heavy guilt that was pressing down on him at that moment. He didn't even care that he was in the hospital corridor. He leaned against the wall dizzily and slowly knelt down.
...How can he match it...
He was shaking all over and tears rolled down his eyes. He cried silently, but one could feel the surging sadness.
The doctor felt sorry to see him like this, but he just patted Yin Yao on the shoulder and said nothing.
He has no right to comment on other people's family affairs, but in this world, what goes around comes around, and no one can escape.
If you haven't paid it back yet, it's just that the time has not come yet.
…
The treatment plan finally agreed upon was for Yin Yao to communicate with Jian Ziyan and use the conversation to understand what kind of world Jian Ziyan had imagined.
After understanding these, it is better to arrange for a psychologist to intervene.
"You must remember not to refute anything he imagines, no matter how absurd it is." The doctor warned Yin Yao, "You can't rashly break his fantasy world now, otherwise who knows what will happen to him."
Yin Yao listened carefully to every instruction and responded to them one by one.
He came to the ward and saw Jian Ziyan sitting against the head of the bed, raising his bound hand to the air. He seemed to be complaining, but there was a smile between his brows, just like any favored child, acting coquettishly with his relatives.
Hearing someone coming in, the boy turned around and saw that it was Yin Yao. His coquettish expression subsided a little, as if he was embarrassed to be caught in the act. He called out shyly, "Brother Yin Yao."
Yin Yao stopped at the door and looked at the scene almost in a daze.
He had never seen Jian Ziyan act like a spoiled child, and at this moment, he was actually a little envious of the imaginary mother.
"Mom" seemed to say something again. Jian Ziyan stuck out his tongue and said, "I know, I know. I will entertain the guests well."
Then he patted the chair beside the bed and said to Yin Yao, "Brother Yin Yao, please sit down."
Yin Yao walked over and sat down, looking at Jian Ziyan with eyes that were extremely gentle, but concealed a deep sadness.
"Xiao Yan, how do you feel today? Are you still in pain?"
"It hurts." Jian Ziyan said without hesitation, frowning to show his obvious unhappiness, "It hurts so much, I want to go home, but my mother said I have to be hospitalized. I'm angry."
As he said this, he glared at the person beside him.
The original Jian Ziyan, even when he was in the most pain, just turned pale and didn't even dare to cry.
Yin Yao carefully observed his demeanor and asked softly, "Xiao Yan, do you remember how you got hurt?"
This was the question the doctor asked. He was somewhat looking forward to, yet extremely afraid to hear the answer.
"Of course I remember. I was just injured, not amnesia." Jian Ziyan said bluntly, "I just fell down accidentally while filming on the set. I was so unlucky that I not only fell on the stick, but my hand was also broken by something rolling down from the side."
He shook his injured right hand in dissatisfaction: "It hurt so much these past two days. But there are benefits to being injured. Mom hasn't been with me for so long in a long time. I'm very happy."
At the end of his speech, he smiled, like a child whose temper comes and goes quickly.
Yin Yao listened to the reason for his injury which had nothing to do with him. While he was integrating the information in his mind, he also felt a subtle sense of panic.
In Jian Ziyan's imaginary world, he seemed to be completely eliminated. There was no Yin Yao in the boy's life. His joys, sorrows, anger and happiness were so obvious and pure, without any falsehood at all.
"Then you..." Yin Yao realized that his voice was so hoarse that no one could hear him, so he quickly cleared his voice before speaking again, "Do you remember that you have seen me before?"
Meeting his expectant eyes, Jian Ziyan shook his head slowly and firmly.
"I haven't seen you."
The hope in Yin Yao's eyes faded, and he asked another question the doctor asked him to ask, but this time his tone was much more cautious.
"Xiao Yan, you've been in the hospital for several days. Why did I only see your aunt and uncle? Why didn't your father come to see you?"
He clenched his fists tightly and observed Jian Ziyan's face nervously, fearing that he would suddenly be unable to bear the stimulation and do something extreme.
Jian Ziyan's expression was blank for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal. He said very naturally: "Dad and Mom are divorced, and I have always lived with Mom. Dad may not even know that I was injured now, hahahaha."
In order to ease the embarrassment, he laughed twice, but he was immediately stunned by Yin Yao's overly sad expression. He put away his smile and became a little cautious: "Brother Yin Yao...what's wrong with you?"
Yin Yao felt like he was suffocating. He tried his best to regulate his breathing and forced a gentle smile: "I'm fine."
The fantasy world constructed by Jian Ziyan was so concise and clear that he had a general understanding of it after just a few sentences of conversation.
In this illusory world, Jian Ziyan's mother is still alive and divorced from his father. The mother and son live together. His mother is busy with work and rarely has time to accompany him. He is an actor who works hard and dedicatedly, but he will complain about pain and hardship, just like any ordinary child, and has the right to act coquettishly to his mother.
Without Jian Yuze, the biggest source of danger would be gone, and the boy lived an easy and happy life.
It is precisely because of the absence of Jian Yuze that Yin Yao does not appear in this world.
Yin Yao sketched out the paradise that the boy had built for himself bit by bit in his mind, and found that the thing the boy desired most in his heart was nothing more than this pure.
A living mother who loves him, an ordinary job, and a world without him and Jian Yuze.
Perhaps only in this world can he feel truly happy.
Yin Yao looked gently into Jian Ziyan's innocent and clear eyes, and suddenly felt that even if things continued like this, there would be nothing wrong.
Jian Ziyan didn't remember the pain and hurt. He could live happily in this imaginary world. So what if he was mentally ill? It was enough for him to be happy.
Would it be better for him if I really cured his illness and forced him back to the real world?
The most likely outcome is getting sick again.
Upon learning of his extremely dangerous idea, the doctor was so horrified that he almost overturned the table.
"What are you thinking about? He is a patient now! He has such fantasies because he is sick!" The doctor was a little exasperated. "Do you think he will be happy forever if you don't treat him? The more likely result is that his condition will become more and more serious. When his brain can no longer bear the pressure, he will die directly!"
Yin Yao lowered his eyes. The doctor couldn't see his expression and didn't know what he was thinking. He was so angry that he wanted to point at his nose and curse.
"The patient has gone mad. As a family member, can you be a little more rational? You are here to cure him, not to make his condition worse, right?"
Yin Yao raised his eyes, and his eyes, which were praised by fans as being as cold and noble as ice and snow on the mountains, were now empty.
"Doctor, I don't know." He said hoarsely, "I just don't want him to continue suffering. The reality is too painful. Even I don't want to face it. How can I bear to force him to face it?"
The doctor looked at him steadily, the anger on his face gradually faded, and he sighed deeply as he looked at this tortured young man who was almost going crazy.
"As a doctor, I don't recommend giving up treatment," he said. "Xiao Yan is just sick. We should slowly cure whatever is wrong with him. He is still so young. If you don't want him to face reality, are you willing to let him die?"
Yin Yao's whole body trembled. He suddenly bit his lips hard, and the whites of his eyes turned red.
Could he really bear to let the child die like this?
He would rather exchange his own life as long as the child can survive and live a happy life from now on.
But is this really possible?
The pleading and anxiety in his eyes were so obvious that the doctor saw through him at a glance, and his voice was firm.
"My job is to make sure he survives. As for what kind of life he'll live in the future, that's up to you."
His voice was deafening.
"Now, do you choose to continue to be crazy and let the child die like this, or cheer up and try to give him hope to survive?"
Yin Yao stared at him in a daze, then suddenly lowered his head and bowed to him seriously.
"Thank you." He blinked his eyelashes slightly, and a tear fell vertically to the ground. "Really, thank you."
The doctor smiled with relief.
Yin Yao was silently adjusting his emotions. Originally, he was a very calm person, but now the continuous shocks made his emotions fluctuate greatly, and his brain could not bear it, which led to some crazy thoughts that he would never have under normal circumstances.
He has realized this and started taking medication to regulate it.
"But there is one thing I don't quite understand." He asked, "Why does Xiaoyan's imaginary mother make him so repulsive to doctors, but willing to believe in me, whom he has never met in his memory?
Even said, 'Mom' knew me from before."
"I have analyzed this problem myself." The doctor looked at him, "I think he subconsciously wants to get close to you, so the mother he imagined will recognize you. He doesn't have you in his current memory, so there must be a reason for him to accept your approach. So I say, don't give up treatment, there is hope."
Yin Yao's eyes flickered, and suddenly infinite hope arose in his heart, as well as a hint of hidden, despicable joy.
Even at this point, the boy still wanted to accept his approach...right?
It was his fault. How could he decide on his own whether the boy should live or not? No matter what, he couldn't give up.
…
The focus of Yin Yao's life completely became Jian Ziyan.
He often went in and out of the ward, chatting with Jian Ziyan and listening to him talking to "Mom". When necessary, he would pretend to be able to hear "Mom" talking, judge the situation, and then respond carefully, and even chat back and forth.
Jian Ziyan was very happy about this. With a young mind, he quickly accepted Yin Yao as his new friend and actively chatted with him, which was also very helpful in the treatment.
There was only one day when Yin Yao was not with Jian Ziyan, and that was the day when Jian Yuze went to court.
He attended the court as a spectator, sitting in the last row, quietly watching the man he once regarded as his mentor and father being sentenced to life imprisonment, with no emotion in his heart.
After the verdict came down, the first thing he did was to join forces with Song Ji to make public the truth of the live broadcast room and Jian Yuze's true face.
This news caused an uproar in the entertainment circle and on the Internet. Countless people could not believe it, but Jian Yuze's verdict was still published on the official legal website, and all those who went to investigate the truth returned home as if in a dream.
At the same time, the reason why Master Granston has not returned to China yet was also revealed, which further proved the authenticity of the news.
Overnight, Jian Ziyan's reputation changed dramatically. Countless people were filled with remorse, and some people even cursed those who had cursed Jian Ziyan online, saying that they believed everything they heard and hurt a poor child without knowing the truth. The place was in chaos.
More people have also begun to work hard to find the hospital where Jian Ziyan is currently staying, hoping to get an exclusive interview.
All of the above were isolated from the outside by Yin Yao, and Jian Ziyan's treatment had been carried out secretly and safely.
Song Ji came to see him several times. He stood quietly at the door of the ward, watching Yin Yao acting with Jian Ziyan, speaking respectfully to the air, and taking care of everything for Jian Ziyan personally, with a sigh in his eyes.
Yin Yao is suffering so much pain now because of how sorry he has been to Jian Ziyan. Isn't this another level of repayment?
…
【419: "Yin Yao's forgiveness value is 80, Song Ji's forgiveness value is 70. Have you used up all your trump cards? They are still not satisfied, what should I do?"
Jian Ziyan: "Are you really not gloating over someone else's misfortune?"
419 laughed: "Of course not."
It's not that it doesn't like points, it's just that thousands or millions of forgiveness points are easily available to Jian Ziyan, and there is no need for it to feel bad about just a few dozen or a hundred. As the saying goes, children raised in wealth have a broad vision.
Compared with this level of forgiveness, it would rather see what the scumbag host would look like if he failed.
Jian Ziyan was extremely suspicious, but due to the restrictions of the rules, the system could not do anything to harm the host, and he had no way of guessing what a string of data was thinking.
He still answered the question: "Who told you that my trump card has been used up? Those message records are not a trump card."
419: "..." The smile suddenly disappeared.
Jian Ziyan: "How can this be enough? Now I am at best a wishful thinker. Yin Yao can give so much forgiveness because he is kind-hearted. In fact, it is all my own will. I can't blame others. What comes next is the real highlight. The real despair is never when there is no hope. How can the person who pushed it away have the power to redeem himself?"
Jian Ziyan: "It's a pity that there is only one chance in this world..."
419, who understood what he was saying in a second: "..."
As expected, he should still flip over! 】
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