Chapter 370 The Smiling Soul
No matter how good a person's acting skills are, there is one person in this world that he can never deceive, and that is himself.
If you are used to pretending to be happy, the optimism you perform will be like a coat, as if only by wearing it can you become normal and dare to leave the house and walk into the crowd.
The young man was surprised by what Han Fei said. He felt that the words were talking about himself.
As a relatively famous comedian, he always appears so happy in public, but no one knows that he made all the audiences laugh, but he could not make himself laugh.
"Have you seen the content on my phone before?"
Han Fei knew what the young man was talking about, and he nodded.
Seeing Han Fei's admission, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had been acting for a long time. When he was exhausted both physically and mentally, the director finally informed him that he no longer needed to act: "A comedian who brings happiness, But I wanted to leave countless times late at night, which is really ironic.”
The young man looked at the medicine bottle on the desk that he had not yet put away. He no longer wanted to hide anything in front of Han Fei. This was a very strange feeling, as if the stranger who suddenly visited him had something. Having gone through the same experiences as him, they are the same people.
Neither of the two people in the room spoke again until there was mourning and music outside the room, and cold wind blew into the room through the half-open windows.
The young man shuddered, but he still did not close the window. Instead, he looked at the night sky outside the window, as if the boy who had left was greeting him there.
"I have a question. I don't know if I should ask?" Han Fei looked at the comedian next to him who was similar in size to himself.
"You said."
"You have successfully owned everything in your dreams and fulfilled all your wishes. Why can't you still laugh?" Han Fei was really curious, 4064 The comedian is like another version of himself, one who has not been exposed to "Perfect Life" and finally realizes his dream through hard work.
“I lost my smile when I was very young. I think smile is the most precious thing in the world, so I want to make more people smile and see their smiling faces. Maybe I can too Find your smile, that's what I thought at first." The young man slowly adjusted his mood: "But the truth is. It doesn't seem to be the case. I have been performing in groups for a long time. I don't have outstanding appearance or any background. If I want to stand out among many competitors, I have to work harder. I have tried many funny ways, but people don't like it. Laugh, they seem to have seen through my nature, I am a boring person at heart.”
"Then how did you become famous?"
"Because of an accident, it was a performance accident. The props team made an error, and the set stage seven meters above the ground was built in the wrong size, and I was strictly I followed the script, but as a result, I took an extra step back and fell from a height of seven meters. Because I was tied with a safety rope, I was only slightly injured. There was a slight bump, but the feeling of being solemnly reciting my lines and suddenly disappearing was quite dramatic. I was hanging in the air for a long time with the safety rope tied on. It must have been the first time that someone could not help but watch my performance. ”
Looking at the movie posters on the wall, the smile on the young man’s face was a little stiff.
“I know very well that the audience is not malicious, so at that time I thought it would be good to be a clown who sheds tears. I comforted myself mentally, but then I became more and more anxious and thought about it every night New laughter, gradually I began to suffer from insomnia, as if someone suddenly pressed a switch in my mind, and one night I suddenly felt that the world was covered with a gray veil. "Young men have become accustomed to being in front of outsiders. Keep smiling, his facial muscles will remember the look of the smile, and he will still smile without being happy at all.
“Maybe you would have been a horror movie actor.”
Han Fei sincerely suggested to the other party, but the young man shook his head. In some aspects, he was as stubborn as Han Fei: "I don't do comedies because I want to be an actor. I work hard because I like to see smiles." Go become a comedian.”
During the conversation, the young man’s phone vibrated again. The group friends in the Happy Community were not chatting in the group. They seemed unwilling to turn the group chat into a group chat. The only place to vent bad emotions is to ask young men in private.
The cold light of the mobile phone screen reflected the young man's face, and he patiently replied to messages from group friends.
Han Fei stood nearby and stared at the young man, as if he was standing in front of a mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.
Under the guidance of the previous building manager, Han Fei became the building manager of Building 1 of Xingfu Community and inherited the manager account.
He may lose his life at any time, but he is also doing his best to save the residents of the Happy Community.
The deep world is always shrouded in darkness. In the boundless darkness, Han Fei is like an inconspicuous firefly.
"Sorry, there are a lot of messages today." After the young man apologized to Han Fei, he began to reply again.
Maybe many people think that he is doing meaningless things, but he knows that it is precisely because there are people in the world who insist on doing these meaningless things that many people who almost choose to leave will change their minds.
It’s not about right or wrong, nor is it about being pretentious or not.
They just understand a truth because they keep experiencing one thing.
Some people, you have actually seen each other for the last time, but you just haven’t realized it yet.
Twenty minutes after the young man replied to the message, he was very sincere to every group friend without any impatience. He seemed to have used all the words he had saved in reality. While chatting with group friends.
“Most of the group chats in Xingfu Community are patients. They hide in the corners of the world and rely on each other’s remaining warmth to survive the cold winter of their souls. What I can do is to help them stay safe. This home."
"Do you use this reason every time to convince yourself to live seriously?" Han Fei's words were not gentle. This was the first time he used such a tone to talk to the deep world. The "ghost" talks.
"Reason for living?" The young man shook his head: "I am not afraid of death, and I don't need a reason to live."
"Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that before you live a good life, you will I'm ready to leave. If you miss something, you'll really miss it. You'll never have to do it again, and you won't even have the chance to regret it." Han Fei looked at the man, as if he was trying to persuade the comedian. It's like having a conversation with your past self.
He has never had such an opportunity, an opportunity to face his own soul and his heart.
As to the question of whether "Perfect Life" is a healing game, Han Fei thought he had found the answer at first, but now he has changed his mind. (End of this chapter)