Chapter 5
At first, Lucien chatted with me like a friend.[]
Later, he grew quieter, letting me take center stage in front of the camera]
“My life can be divided into three parts.“]
“The first eighteen years: losing my father in middle school, my mother in high school, with no siblings, going to college alone, living alone.
“The middle six years: falling in love, building a business, making money. []
The last three years: illness and a decaying heart.“[]
When talking about my parents, from handling two funerals to visiting two graves alone:[]
“They loved me very much, but they left too early. That’s a flaw they should fix in their next life.“]
When discussing my business venture, working alone on a project for six straight months:[]
“That was my first big payday! I decided to buy a house. I thought, I have a home again.“[]
When recounting my illness, from despair to hope, back to despair, and finally acceptance:]
“I guess it’s fate. I only regret wasting so much time in that hospital room.”
We recorded until midnight, by which time my body had reached its limit.[]
Although Lucien had said he’d treat me like a normal person, my pale complexion still frightened him, making him both concerned and guilty.
I mustered my last bit of dignity to see him out.]
When I returned, I collapsed onto the bed, sinking into darkness within three seconds.[]
The next day when I opened my eyes, it was already noon.
I’d slept for so long.
After tidying up, I opened the door and jumped at the sight of an unidentifiable mass on the floor.
Looking closer, I realized it was Lucien.
Seeing me emerge, he slowly rose against the wall, letting out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.[]
My eyes caught his bloodshot ones and the filming equipment laid out on the floor. I immediately had a suspicion, though it seemed hard to believe.
“You didn’t leave last night? You stayed guard all night?“[]
He tried to explain, but his sleep–deprived brain was sluggish, and he stammered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t niean to underestimate you. Please don’t be angry.“]
He was actually apologizing.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Sighing, I helped pick up the equipment from the floor: “Go get some rest.”
He walked away unsteadily, so I took his arm and placed it over my shoulder for support.[]
Feeling him stiffen, I teased, “Has the great director never had a girlfriend? Or never had a girl’s shoulder to lean on?“]
He was unexpectedly innocent.[]
Then a muffled voice came from above my head: “No.”
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Chapter 5
Now both of us were embarrassed.]]
Two days later, Lucien and 1 saw Lake Seven from the mountaintop church
I was savoring the feeling of my still beating heart.]
Lucien pointed his camera at me, capturing the moment!
Without inhibition. I laughed freely, following my heart’s desire[]
1 shouted: “Being alive is so addictive!“]
I didn’t notice the catch in the breath of the man beside me []
1 directed Lucien: “Stand still, stand still, it’s time to show off my skills.“]
He put away his bulky camera and obediently followed my instructions.]
But after all my efforts, I was deeply disappointed with myself.[]
How could I make such a sunny, handsome person look like a dopey, honest dog?
I wanted to delete the photos, but Lucien urgently stopped me.]
“Don’t delete them–send them all to me!“]
What a strange person, voluntarily keeping his embarrassing photos. Perhaps it was an artistic quirk.]
After finishing our Armenian journey, I rushed to visit other places.[]
Lucien dutifully followed by my side.[]
He filmed my documentary, and I took unflattering photos of him.]
These days were quite happy.]
But as the old saying goes–happy days are always short.
Half a month later, after dinner one evening. Lucien invited me to watch the latest cut his team had sent over.
Halfway through, I accidentally fell asleep.
When I woke up, Lucien was looking at me with hesitation.]
I cursed myself for being rude and quickly apologized: “I’m sorry, I’ve been quite tired lately.“]
But he said: “I’m the one who should apologize.“[]
I had an ominous feeling.
Then I heard his confession: “While you were asleep, I answered your phone.“]
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