Chapter 871 Extra 12: The End of Life
"When the birds are gone, the good bows are put away; when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. The true heroic demeanor of our Emperor Taizong is that of a hero!""Bullshit! Father swears at son, brother kills brother, Xuanwu Gate succession law is enough? Emperor Taizong Wen is also Liu Heng's!"
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The two immediately had a heated exchange, rolled up their sleeves and planned to turn the office into an MMA and UFC scene.
Chen An covered his face as two living people started arguing over a man who had been dead for thousands of years.
All kinds of negative information came out, and it seems that they have a deep understanding of their opponents.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
Chen An was too lazy to care and sneaked away. As for how to choose, he would just choose whoever wrote better!
He has always been a realist fighter!
There is a person in my heart, the one who made two suns appear in the sky.
The ban has been lifted, and it seems that the sky has become more beautiful as well.
The smog that existed in Beijing in the early years has disappeared a lot, but the sky has never been very beautiful.
With the change of "we want both mountains of gold and silver and green mountains and clear waters", it is indeed much better than those years.
The sky is blue, and pure white clouds are floating lazily in the sky, then appearing warm as the golden sunlight shines through it.
Liu Qianqian lay on the bed with her head tilted back, looking at the scenery outside the window for a long time without moving.
The failure of "Mulan" was indeed a devastating blow to her career.
But for her who once struggled to survive the ban, the situation is much better now.
After joining the crew with funds and filming "Dream of Red Mansions", her current choice is to give up.
No good film project would approach her, and the projects that were willing to have her join were not good ones.
The top resources are concentrated in the hands of some actors who have performed well recently, but she is obviously not one of them.
“I really don’t want to act in a TV series.”
Liu Qianqian looked at the scenery outside the window for a long time before murmured softly.
After such a forced situation, she felt complicated when filming a TV series again.
After all, she dreamed of becoming an actress like Audrey Hepburn and wanted to make movies.
As she thought about it, Liu Qianqian suddenly laughed, as if she was laughing at her own ignorance of her own abilities, and she was filled with helplessness: "Audrey Hepburn? Haha."
The room was brightly lit with sunshine. A long green silk ribbon was tied to the air outlet of the air conditioner, which fluttered as the air conditioner was turned on.
The temperature of 24℃ is just right, neither cold nor hot, even though the sun is shining brightly now, it is the hottest time of the day.
Listening to the fluttering ribbons of the air conditioner vents, the sound from the vents was not loud, but it reached her ears and was very rhythmic. She suddenly wondered whether she should hang a wind chime on the ribbon.
It only needs to be small, and it should sound nice.
But she just thought about it and didn't take any action. She got up after a while.
She tucked her long hair around her ears so that it wouldn't block her eyes, and wearing a nightgown and slippers, she walked to the window she had been looking at for a long time.
The sunlight shines through the window and feels hot on the skin, but the room is ice-cold, like a mixture of ice and fire.
Holding up her own little hands that were white and translucent in the sunlight, Liu Qianqian pushed open the window.
In an instant, the warm wind from outside the window blew in and hit her face. Her fair and unmade face turned slightly red in an instant, and a thin layer of sweat began to appear on her forehead.
The wind blowing in caused the curtains to sway, and the sunlight flashed in the room.
"It's a little hot, but that's good."
Liu Qianqian did not close the window. Instead, she stood in front of it, supporting her chin with her hands and standing on the windowsill.
Looking at the scenery outside, the steel forest and the green world meet, but they seem to fit in very well.
Beijing is a city with no shortage of modern buildings and culture.
The ancient city and the towering buildings are like two different worlds, but they coexist very well together.
She suddenly thought of something that happened a long time ago, when she naively wanted to join Lightyear Pictures.
Liu Qianqian stretched out her scallion-white finger, poked the windowsill and asked, "What would have happened if I had joined Light Year Pictures at that time?"
"Will I have the chance to star in my senior's movie? Will I have the chance to become an excellent actress?" She felt that if she had insisted on joining her senior's company at that time, perhaps she wouldn't be busy with all kinds of announcements now.
Suddenly she thought of the "Little Forest" series that fascinated her, and wondered what it would feel like if she took the photos herself?
Thinking of this, she smiled foolishly.
But no one caught a glimpse of the charm at this moment, it was fleeting.
The capital city at night is not completely silent; there is no rest in this city.
But the courtyard of the Siheyuan was not noisy.
Although cicadas chirped at night, Chen An, who had heard them for decades, had already gotten used to it.
Chen An, the new national father with a son who has been admired by countless netizens, was lying on a rocking chair in the yard.
Wearing the best-selling white vest in old Beijing, I feel very cool.
Holding a watermelon in one hand and a palm-leaf fan in the other, he ate the watermelon and fanned himself very leisurely.
"The capital is still the same. You can't even see the stars."
Chen An looked up at the starry sky, enjoying his retirement life in advance.
The mother held little Ping'an in her arms, stroking his little head, and was very loving to this "youngest grandson".
The little guy squatted obediently in her arms and ate the watermelon lovingly.
"They can't be seen in my hometown either. These children are really pitiful. They can't even see the stars. Last time I wanted to let them see fireflies. You loved catching them when you were a child, but now you can't see them either."
My mother looked up in vain. The moon above her head was not small, but there were no stars around it.
Chen An grinned: "They are not suffering at all, they have fun every day."
But it is true that I can no longer see many things from my childhood.
After finishing the last bite of watermelon, Chen An stood up and went into the house to wash his hands.
The mother was still sitting in the yard holding Xiao Ping'an. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her grandson and murmured, "Grandma will go to heaven in the future. She will become a star and can't find you. What will you do if you can't see grandma anymore?"
"Then I will be an astronomer and I will definitely find my grandma."
"Haha, Xiao Ping'an is really filial, but you don't need to look for grandma. You have to be a great scientist and be loved by everyone in the future."
"Okay, I'll be a great scientist and invent a telescope that can help me find my grandma."
"Hahaha."
My mother smiled happily, hugged little Ping'an and started to sing softly, the song she had sung for a lifetime.
Little Ping'an, lying in his grandmother's arms, listened quietly.
After washing his hands, Chen An stood behind the two of them, leaning against the door, with his arms folded across his chest, quietly listening to his mother singing the song that she used to sing to him to sleep when he was a child.
It was as if I remembered the other person’s face when he was young, with a smile on his face, and he looked very happy.
Time flies, and now the other person has a head full of gray hair.
Time is always merciless and will never hold back what it wants to take away.
He just hoped that the changes would slow down, time was passing too fast.
After singing the song, my mother went to bed early.
Xiao Ping'an washed her hands and wiped her face, then took Chen An's hand and walked upstairs.
In the morning, after his brother and sister finished eating watermelon, they went back to their rooms. He ate more, but also ate slowly.
The little guy is the quietest of the three. He doesn't talk much and usually follows his older brothers and sisters. He doesn't like to use his brain, but that doesn't mean he has no brains.
"Dad, people won't turn into stars in the sky, right?"
"No, but they will always stay in our hearts. Leaving is not the end of life, forgetting is, so you must remember everyone you love and who loves you, and let them live in your heart forever."
"Ah."
(End of this chapter)
