Looking at himself in the mirror, Adam felt very strange, as if he had seen his face for the first time since he was born, which made him a little stunned. From this moment on, cancer is no longer a secret, it has become a part of his body - more accurately, it was hidden inside his body, but now it appears in his head.
He, after all, is different.
That bald head let him have a moment of stupefaction, eyes slightly moist, but he did not pause for a long time, a deep breath, gently nodded to cheer himself up, but still have no confidence, can not help but ask, "it looks good, right?"
However, he didn't wait for Kyle's reply. Kyle was so happy that he couldn't stop looking at Adam's bald head. Then he couldn't help reaching out and touching it, and the smile was blooming. It was wonderful to feel the hairy touch. He looked in the mirror, then looked at Adam, and chuckled happily.
"Not bad." Adam didn't notice Kyle's expression, or even Kyle's action. He was completely in the mood of vacillation. He had to breathe twice, trying to let the restlessness in his chest settle down, nodding, affirming and firm——
Adam also touched his head to remove all the broken hair. The short hard touch was really strange. He looked at himself in the mirror again, trying to find the familiar self from the outline of his face, but it was really difficult.
Kyle was constipated again, his mouth twitched, his smile faded away, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "no, it's so damn weird."
In one word, the confidence Adam had just established collapsed. "We shouldn't have done that." He widened his eyes. His watery eyes were full of doubts and hesitation. He looked at them carefully and couldn't help raising his hand and touching his head again. He rubbed back and forth, one circle after another. It was like touching a ball.
"Yes, a big mistake." Kyle's eyes have been straight, looking at that left a piece of blue head, as if Hu dregs general, feel the mind has been flying to the clouds.
"Why don't we go to the barber's?" Adam turned his head and asked uncertainly.
In the mirror, Adam's action affected the reflection, and together with Kyle, he came back to himself, tugging at the corner of his mouth, "that's a good idea. Find someone to take care of it for you." But then, watching Adam turn around again, Kyle's eyes fell on the bald head again, and his voice gradually decreased.
Adam pursed the corners of his mouth and looked at his bald head carefully, with a faint loss in his eyes.
He knew that he was suffering from cancer, because the doctor pronounced the result, because he was undergoing chemotherapy, because he was undergoing psychotherapy, because he vomited, because he began to lose his hair, because everyone around him was looking at him with the eyes of the dead, because his mother treated him carefully, as if he was a fragile glass doll
However, at this moment, that sense of reality came to me, like two pieces of lead were thrown into my stomach. He was floating and sinking under the cold lake bottom, and the sinking speed was accelerated because of this weight, but the dreamlike illusion faded away, the real and cruel reality became more obvious, and the skin could feel the cold moisture invading.
Since the doctor declared his illness, everything seems to be false, as if it has never really happened, as if it is just a fictional story on the TV screen. Then, the reality slowly seeps out bit by bit. The first time is vomiting after chemotherapy, the second time is hair falling from washing in the morning, and the third time is now.
That kind of reality is like a heavy fist, hitting the stomach again and again. The pain spreading slowly is like a spider web. The whole body has begun to curl up and spasm in pain, but still has to stand up straight, covering the deep soul.
Every time, the illusory fog of the dream fades away, and the desolation of reality becomes clearer.
Looking at the bald head, there was a moment of stupor in the bottom of the eye, and the bitter taste was dancing gently on the tip of the tongue. Inexplicably, a piece of water was floating on the bottom of the eye, and the moment of vulnerability and panic hit him hard.
The strange self in the mirror seems to be the same, but it seems to be totally different; It seems that there is something less, it seems that there is something more. Some distortions, some deformities, some unfamiliar, which made him flustered up, quickly lowered his eyes, and covered all his emotions. When he raised his eyes again, the chaos had returned to calm, and all the light had converged to the depth of his eyes.
Will riiser, who was standing beside him, easily caught the loss of lanli's eyes. The reality of sinking slowly accelerates at every turning point, and accelerates again. It is heavier and heavier, fiercer and deeper. The suffocation and depression of drowning can't be vented, and no one can understand and help except oneself.
Just a look in the eye, will was hit hard. Before he was caught off guard, his tears fell down. He didn't even have time to be moved or painful. When his cheek was scalded, he realized his embarrassment. But will didn't want to turn around, and he didn't dare to turn around. He just looked at Lan Li.
The moment of absence, a flash, but heavy as a precipitous! So much pain.
When he looked up again, Adam looked at his bald head seriously, and his eyes showed a look of disgust. "I thought that after shaving, it would be oily and bright, leaving no trace." The calm voice is not the slightest exception, but the clear eyes have changed.
Kyle didn't notice and couldn't.
Onlookers, after all, are onlookers. The so-called empathy is just wishful thinking. Adam knows this. This is his way. He has to go on his own after all. Kyle's company and his family's company are his driving force, but he still has to start every step by himself.
Kyle only noticed Adam's distaste, frowned slightly, and said suspiciously, "you mean, like Van diesel?" Seeing Adam nodding, Kyle shook his head. "No." Then the brain mended for a while, showing a disgusting expression, once again firmly said out loud, "no! That's not for you. You look like Charles Xavier, and you're in a wheelchair
Charles Xavier, Professor X in X-Men.
Adam rolled his eyes. "Ha! Ha! That's funny. " The dry smile was full of irony, and the tone of every word revealed a sense of disdain. "You should be glad that I didn't mean to kill you now." He joked, "what am I thinking? Instead of going to the barber shop, I used your shaver
Hearing this, Kyle picked up the electric scissors, looked at it and said with a proud smile, "I've never cleaned it. And it's not for scraping eggs, it's for cleaning chrysanthemums. "
Adam speechless lightly, and make complaints about Kell. Then he tucked up to the point. "You mean the last time you played with Jonathan?"
Game night, but to clean up the chrysanthemum, this
"Poof." Jonathan Levin, who was standing behind the monitor, couldn't hold back. His saliva came out directly. Fortunately, he didn't stand next to the microphone to avoid the noise, otherwise it would be bad.
I didn't expect that, completely unexpectedly, Langley made fun of Jonathan - the last few lines are not in the script, which is the free play of Seth and Langley. But... Laughter is great. In addition to his embarrassment, Jonathan had to admire Langley's wonderful ideas! It's just, what's going on with this slightly hot cheek?
The other staff standing nearby are already in a state of brain crash, and they don't know how to react at all. The amount of information is a bit large. However, the violent vibration of the pupil revealed their turbulent mood at the moment.
Kyle, caught off guard by the sudden counter attack, shook his head slightly, laughed in silence, and said in an angry voice, "I'm kidding."
Adam shrunk his smile and shook his head firmly. "I'm not kidding."
Kyle was the first general of the anti army. Looking at Adam's serious and attentive expression, he slightly opened his mouth and was stunned in the same place. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
"Card!" Jonathon's voice began to ring, and Seth was depressed. He cried out, "Hey, hey, I haven't responded yet. How can I get stuck here?"
Jonathan couldn't help laughing, but he had to stop smiling and said solemnly, "I don't mind. What do you mind?"
With these words, the staff at the scene finally recovered a little and gave out low laughter. Looking back carefully, they can't seem to remember what happened, but they just feel that the shooting of the play is flowing, full of humor, and has a lot of attractions, as if everything is really staged in front of their eyes——
The same is true.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lan Li. To be exact, it's on the head. The bald head looks too conspicuous. Although it won't shine as brightly as van diesel, it's really hard to make eyes and ignore it.
Although Jonathan interrupted the shooting, Langley still stood in front of the mirror, looking at the strange self inside. It reminds him of the years after his rebirth, looking at his projection in the mirror, the little baby's body, the strange hair and eyes, the strange foreign language, all of which are brand new but also have impact.
Now, he felt as if he had been reborn again, which made Lan Li a little trance.
In a sense, cancer is the beginning of a new life. Either die, it's over; Or you're going to live and make a difference. This is a change without retreat, and it is not allowed to be rejected.
Lost, the kind of light loss in the chest surging, mighty to find a landing point.