"I mean, what do you like to do, besides writing."

Lanli's words let will come out of his mind, but his mind was still a little confused. He couldn't help thinking, what should he do? Should he revise the script? However, how to modify it? Where to start? Is there time?

Countless thoughts surged in his brain, so that his answer was not very smooth, "running, and music." Will's words appear to be stumbling, and a large number of pause onomatopoeia can be heard, interrupting the rhythm of the whole speech, "I mean, while running, while listening to music."

"Well, I guess we have something in common." Randy's joke succeeded in making will smile. It seems that the impulse of running in the rain just now did not come, "I thought you were an otaku. You know, immersed in their own word world, do not know how to chat up girls, not very good at sports... "

"Yes, yes, I know the type you describe." Will nodded with a smile. "I guess I'm an otaku. I have always been keen to express myself in words, just like this script. But I'm a man who's afraid of death. "

fear death.

It's a very interesting way to say it, Langley added, "focus on health." In fact, the meaning is the same, but the different ways of expression can show the difference of personality.

Will Leng Leng, and then nodded his approval, "yes, I am a focus on health." He also showed a big smile, "although I'm not the kind of fitness maniac who calculates calories and matches protein powder, I will pay attention to the healthy diet, and I don't smoke or drink..."

"I don't drive either."

Randy's words let Wilton pause, his expression more relaxed, his mind gradually calmed down, and he nodded again, "yes, I don't drive. Besides, every morning I get up early and run. It's not a long time to stick to it, just after college. But I stick to it every day. "

It can be heard that will is a well-organized person. He will stick to the rules when they are made.

Some people say that such people are cold-blooded, and their emotional fluctuations are not obvious. Sometimes they even look cold-blooded, just like robots; But Lan Li knows that, on the contrary, such people are more vulnerable and sensitive. In order not to be hurt, they just protect themselves. Once they open their hearts, their ties are stronger.

They live in their own small world, refuse to let strangers in casually, and even push out everyone close to them. They need longer time to slowly accept new friends, new relationships, new changes and new models; However, once they accept it, it will become a part of their life and the emotional support will be deeper. Family, love and friendship are all like this.

Matthew Dunlop is such a personality.

Lanli is not sure whether will is the same. After all, they have known each other for a short time, but we can see from the script "cancer fighting me" that the support of family and friendship is very important for Adam; The impact and shock brought by his girlfriend's betrayal is even more turbulent than cancer, which completely breaks Adam's psychological balance.

"Maybe you should really try running in the rain. You may get a different result." "In Seattle, there should be a lot of opportunities," Langley suggested with a smile

Joking words let will pause for a moment, seriously looked at some blue, and then nodded deeply, "maybe, maybe I will really try to see."

"What about music? What music do you like to listen to? I mean, running. " Lan Li continued.

"Rock, indie rock, folk rock." Will's voice seemed to open, and his expression became vivid. "In fact, I knew you before the Sundance Film Festival. I saw your performance video on the oil pipe," Cleopatra. "That song is still one of my running songs..."

Gradually, with the deepening of the conversation, lanli constructed the image of Adam in his mind, projected the image of will on him, looking for the shadow of chujiashu.

Adam is really a very ordinary person, no dog blood, no drama, just like countless ordinary people in society.

He grew up in an ordinary family. His parents loved each other and formed a happy family. There was no lack of care and love for him. They accompanied his growth together.

He has a common learning experience. He is not the president of the student union or a team player, but he is also not a marginal figure who focuses on Mathematics and physics and refuses to socialize. He is the editor of the school newspaper, has created some poems, is not a man of the moment, but also in the prom about his favorite object.

He is doing an ordinary job, not the one that changes the direction of world development, but he also plays his talents in his own position. Occasionally, he complains that his boss doesn't appreciate his ability enough. On the whole, he likes his work content and is satisfied with his working environment. This is the company he wants to enter.

If there was no cancer, maybe his life would be normal, just like the meandering river, with some twists and turns, but no waves.

But in fact, he is not without edges and corners, just hiding them.

He likes words not only because of the wisdom hidden behind them, but also because of the retro spirit brought by them. He missed the days before the Internet destroyed modern civilization, so he liked rock, folk songs, Sundance and radio. It's not a roar of anger and publicity, it's just a way of sticking to itself, introverted and tough, but never wavering.

He likes running. His health is only part of the reason. More importantly, in the process of running, music separates him from the world. It's his own time. He doesn't need to think or communicate. He just enjoys his own existence. He doesn't exclude socializing, but he's not the type who is good at dancing with long sleeves, and he doesn't think that a person needs to be all-round and have friends all over the world. Just enough.

He is not good at expression, language for him is pale, far less than the rich text, but does not mean that he has no emotion. He missed his father before Alzheimer's disease, when they could talk about rock and roll; He carefully invited his girlfriend to live together, which is the most sincere confession in his heart.

He knows that this is the 21st century, and the times have changed. This is the Internet age and the media age. Everyone has to speak for themselves, and even share their lives. Now they are paying attention to rich emotions, surging impulses, and straightforwardness. If sadness does not show up, it is not sadness.

But he is nostalgic for the past, the retro era, paying attention to introverted and low-key, calm and restrained, rational and elegant, and venting his full emotions in the text, which is so profound and rich. Don't say it, not because it doesn't exist, but because it's too deep.

After the change of times, everything has become so simple, so superficial and so straightforward. Dignity and pride no longer exist, as long as the price is enough, then everything can be bought.

He lived in his own way. However, others can't see and understand it.

Therefore, when he learned that he was suffering from cancer, after a short period of confusion, he kept calm, not because he didn't care, but because all his emotions were suppressed under the surface of calm. He knows that he must be strong, which is a long struggle process. If he is not strong enough, then he will have no chance in this battle that he will lose. At least, that's what he told himself.

So, he told his girlfriend frankly, and said that if he can't bear it, they can break up - not hypocritically retreat, but from the heart. He knew that it was not easy, and no one could easily face it. His girlfriend didn't have the responsibility and obligation to accompany him in the face of such frustrations.

As a result, he hesitated whether he should tell his parents that, considering his father's situation, perhaps his mother would be too burdened to bear. But in the end, he chose to tell the truth, because it is likely to be the last journey of his life, no matter what the outcome, he does not want to leave regret.

So, he began to find a cure for cancer, he will not avoid, but bravely meet the challenge. The result is success or failure, that is the second, but he will never give up before trying.

Lanli looks at will in front of him, and his heart is slightly moved. In the process of conversation, Adam's image gradually becomes full and three-dimensional. It's not only will, but also Chu Jiashu, and lanli. There are so many personal emotions in Adam's body, so real and so clear that Langley began to have a vague idea

Is this will's story or his own?

"Would anyone like to go shopping?"

This is lanli and will after the end of the chat, two people came to the hall, lanli's first sentence, the whole hall was silent, everyone looked at each other, for a moment did not know how to respond.

First it's running in the rain, then it's talking to the screenwriter's cabin alone, and now it's shopping again? The rhythm is really unpredictable.

Seth looks at will, who shrugs innocently. Seth can only say, "buy... What? wash supplies? Or

"Clothes." Blue Li pointed to his clothes, "this can't be directly on camera."

Seth immediately responded, "are you talking about costumes? We're all ready, Nathan, aren't we? "

Hearing the voice calling himself, Nathan nodded in agreement. "Yes, we bought a batch of clothes yesterday and put them in the room. They are all selected according to your size."

But Lan Li shook his head with a smile. "Do you mean those on the hanger in the room? No, none of those can be used. Need to buy again. Can you tell me about the distribution of shopping areas in Seattle? "