details make a difference.

In Luo Mo's version of "Send You a Little Red Flower", the actress who plays the role of mother is named Zhou Lin.

A woman with a strong acting ability.

When Luo Mo auditioned for her, he felt that she was really amazing.

But before that, he had hardly watched many of her movies or TV series.

I have some impression of this person's face, and I think he looks familiar. But I guess he plays a few and unimportant roles in the work.

This made him feel a bit regretful.

When the short video played to this part, many audience members had red eyes.

You know, this plot is one of the famous scenes in the movie.

In fact, if there is a disease in the family, the family members will also be under great pressure.

But many current film and television works are shot in extreme ways.

Either the family members are very good, they are dedicated to treating the disease, they are willing to make some sacrifices, and their hearts are extremely strong.

Or maybe my family is really bad.

This all seems unreal.

When her son is sick, it is true that the mother is willing to pay something.

But mothers are human beings too.

Mom also has emotions.

My mother also had moments of collapse.

When the car continued to start, the screen fell into brief darkness again.

The narration sounded, and comic-like scenes began to appear on the big screen.

"Every time my mother takes Wei Yihang to see a doctor, after the treatment, she will put a small red flower on his palm and praise him for his active cooperation, just like when he was sent to kindergarten when he was a child."

"This time, Wei Yihang didn't let her cover it."

As time went by, Wei Yihang's condition temporarily stabilized, but the price paid was a huge expense.

One Sunday, he and his friends were having a small gathering outside. By chance, he saw his father driving a special car outside during his day off to make money.

He didn't say a word, he just looked out the window and asked his friend calmly: "What day is it today?"

After the party, Wei Yihang found Wu Xiaomei, the leader of the "patient group".

He asked him: "How do you sign up for the drug trial volunteer you posted in your circle of friends?"

"Oh, that was sent by a friend who is a medical representative. I forwarded it to others. Help." He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Wei Yihang lied to him and said he was asking for a friend.

Classic routine one: making friends out of nothing.

"Do they give money?"

"I'll give you money, I'll give you money every time, but they have to screen to see what kind of psychotropic drugs they're trying this time."

"Ah, then my buddy is perfect. I always thought he had a mental problem." Wei Yihang said.

Classic routine two: I scold myself.

Finally, he got his business card and participated in the drug trial.

After the narration and comic content ends, the screen lights up again.

The actors have taken their seats in the new scene, running scenes in the process.

This time, I returned to Wei Yihang's home, and a family of three was having dinner.

"Wolfberries and broccoli, the new CP." Although Wei Yihang was sad, he was poor in speech.

He hadn't realized yet that his parents' expressions today were a bit serious and dignified, and that the atmosphere at home was a bit wrong.

The camera zoomed into a long shot, and you could see a family of three sitting on the dining table, and there was something under the broken table corner, otherwise the table would not be able to stand firmly.

Dad glanced at Wei Yihang and asked, "Do you have something to tell us?"

Wei Yihang just took some broccoli and put it in his mouth. After biting half of it, he looked up at his father blankly.

His bangs are so long that they almost hit his eyes.

After looking at his father, he looked up at his mother who was sitting there expressionlessly.

This silly boy realized belatedly that the atmosphere at home was not right.

He put down his chopsticks, lowered his hands, palms between his knees, slumped his shoulders, and said:

"I originally planned to tell you after a while. As for me, I have decided where to go on foot. I want to go out after a while."

"Where do you get the money to go hiking?" Dad looked at him and asked again in as calm a tone as possible.

"I sold my limited edition toys on second-hand online, and then my friend also collected some, so it should be almost done." He was still a little proud, like a child waiting for praise, and picked up the chopsticks again.

Get ready to continue eating.

He smiled and stuffed the half-eaten broccoli into his mouth again, chewing it.

The father, who was wearing glasses and had already gained weight in middle age, glanced at him with his eyes slightly lowered, pursed his lips slightly, exhaled heavily through his nostrils, took out a box of medicine from his pocket, and slammed it on the dining table.

"Talking to me?" His voice was a little more stern, completely different from the previous father who looked easy to talk to and had no temper at all.

Obviously, Wei Yihang was found out about using his body to test medicine in exchange for money.

He lowered his head with the chopsticks still in his mouth, staring at the medicine box. He tapped his teeth lightly with the chopsticks, moved his lower lip, and then put the chopsticks down with a snap.

Wei Yihang slumped down again, holding his hands between his knees, and his long bangs seemed to cover half of his face as he lowered his head slightly.

"Why are you going through my drawers?" he asked.

Dad stared at him and said: "If I don't dig through the drawer, you will eat yourself into a lunatic!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stretched out his finger and pushed Wei Yihang's head hard.

Although his tone was stern, it could be seen that his father was still suppressing his emotions and never spoke loudly to him.

"Wu Xiaomei said that, right?" Wei Yihang glanced at him, picked up the chopsticks, and continued eating. The rebellious child kept mumbling: "It's done, it's done!"

He let out an unhappy breath and took a dry mouthful of white rice. During this interval, he raised his head and glanced at his mother.

Mom never spoke.

While chewing the rice, he turned to look at his father, who just stared at him.

"You don't have to stare at me like that." He uncomfortably picked up his rice bowl with one hand and picked up vegetables with the other, saying, "I'm an adult, I have the ability to act independently, and I know what I'm doing."

These words completely angered the father who had been suppressing his emotions and was reluctant to harm his children.

He suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed the rice bowl in Wei Yihang's hand, and then smashed it to the ground.

The sudden outburst and the harsh sound of the rice bowl cracking made many viewers couldn't help but open their mouths, as if they themselves had been tortured by their father.

Dad stood there, his body slightly stooped, a little hunched, and unable to straighten up because of exertion and anger.

"If you want money, you can ask us for it." His voice was shaking with anger, but the volume was still under control and he did not yell at the child: "You can't do it with your own body!"

Wei Yihang still held the chopsticks in one hand, and the rice bowl in the other hand was smashed. He made small movements with his hands, gently picked the nail of his thumb with his index finger, raised his head and said:

"I've burdened you enough."

"I want to use my own way to fulfill my wish this time, can't I?"

"In what way?" Dad lowered his head and asked him: "Wei Yihang, let me tell you, your body does not only belong to you."

He put his palm on the table and tapped it with his fingers, still not making too loud a sound, and said: "It still belongs to us!"

"Dad, take a look." Wei Yihang held the chopsticks and pressed them against the dish, making sounds from time to time while looking around the house.

"Has our family changed anything new since I got sick?"

He was actually holding back during this period.

He knew that his father was driving a special car and his mother was working harder to save money.

He also secretly waited until his father came back in the middle of the night, handed him the noodles he had just cooked, and said that he was acting abnormally and wanted to cook another bowl for himself. I would give this bowl to you first, otherwise it would be wasted.

The selfless love of parents can also become pressure on children.

He is grateful, feels guilty, and thinks: If there was no me in this world...

Too heavy.

The illness is too serious.

Love is too heavy. Gufen

The boy, who was already taller than his father, stood up suddenly, lifted the table suddenly, kicked away the things under the table, and then put the table down suddenly.

The mother who remained silent was startled by the father and son and quickly held the table.
To be continued...