Chapter 1580

MeDo left and left with the fans. No one noticed the abnormality.

Megan is the only exception, but she hesitates. She is not sure what happened in the end. Her words are inevitably hesitant. She hesitates whether she should go forward to ask. She is sure that it is not the unhappiness between Lan Li and the fans. She is wandering in the same place, and she is not going forward to leave.

Then, Megan felt Lan Li's sight. When she raised her head, she could see that Lan Li raised her right index finger and put it on her lip. She did a silent action, "shh."

That pair of light brown eyes revealed a touch of childish playful light. In a flash, it revealed the original appearance of lanli, but it was fleeting, and then it returned to normal again - or in other words, the consistent posture since entering the "Star Trek" crew. Then lanli turned and left with a shallow smile and a little sign.

Megan's steps are still standing in the same place, seriously thinking for a moment, and then his eyes reveal a little surprise: father and youth. However, these two completely different images and temperament are clearly displayed in the show. Just a glance of surprise overthrows all the images of lanli in the past. It's amazing that "this is the real lanli."

That kind of shock is so turbulent that it can't tell whether it is fear or admiration. It turns out that someone can completely break the virtual reality of the performance, which is completely unrecognizable? So, how much of Hollywood is real and how much is false?

Is it possible?

Megan was not sure what she was feeling.

Lan Li doesn't know what Megan thinks, but even if he does, Lan Li won't care.

The boundary between truth and falsehood is always what he is exploring. After experiencing the "crackling drummer", he really gets rid of it - or has an epiphany. Su Shi once sang as early as a thousand years ago, "life is like a dream, a bottle of wine is still sprinkled with the moon", a game and a dream. Even if there is no performance, how many people can stick to their truth?

Otherwise, how can Hollywood's vanity fair lose so many lonely souls? In the final analysis, the only heart is just, hold on to return me a clear; Lost is just a happy empty.

Turning around, lenley first finds Nathan and gets his cell phone. Then he leaves the work area of the set, steps towards the corn field and dials Paul.

The phone rang for a while, and when it was about to be transferred to voice mail, it finally got through, "Hey, lanli!"

"Oh, hey, Paul. I thought you were filming. " Langley just needs to tell Paul the latest news, that is, meDo is safe for the time being, which is enough. It doesn't matter whether it's an assistant or a voice mail. I didn't expect that Paul actually answered, but it's OK. It can communicate directly and positively.

Paul didn't have any special words or actions. There was a faint sigh from the receiver. It wasn't obvious. It was still a long exhalation after exhaustion, but this little bit of information was enough. "Er, I just finished shooting a scene, now I'm back to have a rest. I'm not in a very good condition. Fan is picking faults there again. I don't know what's wrong with him... "

In a word, Paul slammed the brakes.

It can clearly detect Paul's anxiety and fatigue. He hardly ever complains and Tucao, but not to make complaints about others. But now the whole people are in a tight state, and their mental state is short of constant patience. But even so, he still can not speak.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in good shape," he said Paul offered to apologize.

"Paul." Langley interrupted Paul's apology and said dryly, "I see meDo. She's fine. Everything is fine. "

"..." Paul was so stunned, and then the whole person breathed out again like he was frustrated. He sat quietly on the other end of the phone for a long time without speaking.

Lanli didn't say anything again.

Paul just sat quietly, muttering, "it's OK. That is OK if you have no trouble. Nothing is good... Nothing is good... "Said, all the words and sounds so choked in the throat, silent down.

In that quiet, it seems that even the sound of breathing has disappeared, but you can feel the five mixed emotions are interwoven, sadness and joy, joy and relief, bitterness and happiness. The language is really indescribable, all of them are drenched in the chest, surging.

Paul just needs a little time.

After waiting for a long time, Langley vaguely caught Paul's breathing and gradually calmed down, so he spoke again and told Paul about meDo's arrival today. However, Langley only talked about what happened to the crew, and did not mention meDo's next follow-up plan, or meDo's walking in Banff National Park. This is the promise of blue to meDo.

Paul did not ask, just nodded slightly to show understanding, repeated the meaningless but weighty words again, "it's OK."

This is the only thing Paul cares about. As long as meDo is safe, everything can be discussed.

"Paul." Lan Li is considering his words, thinking about how to speak.

According to the education of the hall family in this life, he should not easily interfere in Paul's housework. Apart from respecting Paul's privacy, the most important thing is that he does not know the ins and outs of things, nor the state of Paul and meDo. The advice he gives casually is likely to be wrong, not only can't help, but also can't help.

But Paul is different after all. Langley still hopes to help. However, it's not an easy thing to do. When we talk about it, we still can't find a clear direction. No wonder everyone says that "honest officials can't break the housework.".

"You know we're all going to grow up, right?" Lanli still chose his own way and said quietly, "this is how we come here, and so are the children. As we grow up, we need more space for ourselves. We will start to have our own lives and secrets. Not everything can be controlled by our parents. "

"... I..." Paul opened his mouth and said a word.

Instead of rushing on, Langley waited for Paul's words. They are equal, there is no condescending to teach experience and lessons, just communicate with each other, so he is waiting for Paul's point of view, only by communicating with each other, can he find a solution to the problem.

But Paul was not able to go on after all. He just sighed, and then he was silent again.

"Parents should learn to let go and learn to understand. I don't know how difficult it is because I'm not a father all the time, but I know it's definitely not easy." Lanli then said, "letting go does not mean parting, but means maturity and independence between each other. Children need to have their own lives, and parents also need to create their own lives. But in the final analysis, family affection is still the deepest fetter between them."

This is Lan Li's own feeling.

There is no correct answer to the question of family. Every family has its own difficult experience. Some people are eager to have deeper fetters, while others are eager to be independent. However, family is family after all. In addition to blood ties, emotional fetters accumulated over time are always the most important harbor in the heart.

Even Langley is no exception. If Edith asks, then no matter what is right or wrong, Langley will stand behind her unconditionally.

Paul still did not speak, the other side of the receiver came the sound of lighters rubbing, cigarette lit Zizi sound slowly spread in the air.

Although Raleigh didn't say much, Paul was not a fool. It must have been meDo and Raleigh who mentioned something. That's why Raleigh had just said this. Paul had to admit that he didn't know how to get along with medot, and he was so careful and eager that he was so worried about gain and loss that he made mistakes frequently.

"It seems that not long ago, meDo was still a baby in her infancy, just as long as my forearm, so small and lovely in her arms. I was worried that if I exerted a little force, I might crush her. God, I really believe that she is the messenger from heaven, lighting up my life."

Paul said quietly, and the happiness and contentment of his mouth could be caught in his words.

"I used to listen to people miss their children like this. I think they must be making a fuss. The children are growing up and we are getting old. Isn't this a fact that everyone knows? But now, I really understand that feeling. "

"It's not that we don't know, but that we don't give up, so we begin to refuse to admit the reality, indulge in those memories, and cherish those most beautiful years. But in fact, in those days, how could it be so beautiful? Those days when we were woken up in the middle of the night, those days when our baby was suffering from a splitting headache, those days when we were clumsily learning to change diapers, we were like a powder keg, which could explode anytime, anywhere. It's just that we beautify those memories and extract those happy moments. "

Paul was immersed in his memories, and his voice became light. He seemed to laugh at himself and sigh. Finally, he took a deep breath of his cigarette, but coughed.

Although Paul can smoke, he is not addicted to it at all. He hardly smokes at all. A box of cigarettes is still full for half a year. Today, it seems that because I haven't smoked for a long time, I begin to cough, but I can't tell whether it is because of cigarette choking or restlessness.

"In a moment, we suddenly find that we are old, and our children have grown up, and gradually go away like this." Paul sighed in a rare way.