After the movie ended, the audience was quiet for a long time.

That kind of suffocating depression, like being choked by life, like being thrown into the dark and silent sea with my hands and feet tied behind my back, unable to even cry out for help.

Everyone finally understood the meaning of the sentence at the beginning of the film.

I have traveled through thousands of worlds, and finally left a wasteland in my heart.

Jiang Ye's inner world has long been dead. Just like the wilderness he was in at the beginning of the film, there is no life, no water, desolate and silent, as lonely as he is the only one left in the world.

So in the end, even though he had been to so many places, rescued so many victims affected by the war, made many friends, and finally settled in a bustling city.

But he was always alone, and all the excitement in the world had nothing to do with him. He was like a dry spring, losing his vitality bit by bit.

What patients with depression lose is never happiness, but vitality.

There are almost no hysterical scenes of Cen Feng in the play. He has always been calm and no one can pry into his inner wail. He did not even ask for help from the outside world and walked towards death calmly.

It wasn't until the lights in the venue came on that heavy applause gradually began.

Xu Zhaixing sat motionless in his position.

The tears have long since dried up.

Only dull heartache remains.

During the movie, Cen Feng kept holding her hand. His palm was big and warm, and he wrapped her little hand in it. The warmth spread from the fingertips all the way to her heart, which prevented her from completely collapse.

No one is more familiar with Cen Feng’s gentle smile in the movie than her.

She had seen him smile like that before.

Even though his heart was already riddled with wounds, he still smiled so tenderly, and there was nothing strange about him at all.

She seemed to have experienced his death again, her hands and feet were cold.

After the lights turned on, Cen Feng saw that her face was a little pale, the tears on her face had dried, her eyes showed the pain of being on the verge of collapse, but her lips were pursed tightly, as if she was trying to restrain something.

The audience at the back began to stand up and walk forward to meet the lead actor and director. Everyone in the id team was a little stunned and had not yet reacted to the plot.

Cen Feng suddenly stood up while holding Xu Zhaixing's hand.

He whispered: "Let's go."

Xu Zhaixing was stunned and was led away by him.

Teng Wen called him, but Cen Feng didn't look back. He just waved his hand back and quickly disappeared from the exit.

It was very quiet outside the theater. Today, the crew of "Into the Badlands" had booked the theater to prevent the film from being leaked in advance. Security was also very good, and irrelevant personnel had been cleared out of the theater.

Cen Feng walked to the corner and stopped.

Xu Zhaixing also stopped like a puppet.

He turned around, pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, but his voice was gentle: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She said nothing, put her arms around his waist, and buried her head in his heart.

Hearing his steady heartbeat, tears flowed out silently.

Cen Feng's death has always been a thorn in her heart. No matter how long it has passed or how the trajectory has changed, she can never let it go.

Compared with hysteria, dying peacefully is more difficult to accept.

Because there was no warning.

It wasn't until she watched the movie that she suddenly realized something. It was less than half a year before Cen Feng committed suicide in his previous life.

It will be at the end of spring next year when the cherry blossoms fade.

Although the trajectory has changed, time continues to move forward, and it will inevitably lead to the most desperate day. Can she change everything, including life and death?

just in case……

What if...

What if it is inevitable that he will die on that day?

Thinking of this possibility, she almost couldn't breathe.

Cen Feng felt that the little girl in his arms was trembling, a trembling fear that made her teeth chatter. He gently let go of her, held her face with both hands, and forced her to raise her head.

"Look at me." His palms were warm, his movements were gentle, but his tone was unquestionable, "Xu Zhaixing, look at me."

She clenched her teeth and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

He held one of her hands, pressed it to his heart, and said in a low and slow voice: "I am still alive, living well. If you are in this world for a day, I will never leave before you."

Xu Zhaixing's tears almost burst out.

She had never cried so loudly in front of him, as if she had cried to the sky all those countless late nights. No one understood her collapse and helplessness at that time, and even now, she could not talk to anyone.

But at this moment, feeling his heartbeat and hearing his promise, those secrets and emotions hidden deep in her heart seemed to have been torn open and could no longer be hidden, and ran out along with her tears.

"I'm so scared, brother, I'm so scared."

She said "I'm so scared" many times.

The cry was so heartbreaking, "I don't know what to do, I can't do anything, I can't do anything but feel sad..."

His fingertips trembled, and he lowered his head to kiss the tears on her face again and again.

The tears touched his lips, feeling bitter.

"It's all over. Those things that make you sad will never happen again." He lowered his head, his forehead gently touching hers, and said word by word: "It's not that you can't do anything, you have done a lot.

You put light back into my life."

"You told me to smile more and do something that makes you happy every day."

"You always buy milk tea for me to drink. It's very sweet, just like you."

"Although I can't eat the fruit candy you gave me, I like it very much."

"Every birthday you let me eat cake and make a wish. My wishes must have been heard by God, and now they have all come true."

"You helped me drive away those bad guys. You are the most powerful kid in the world."

"And now, you have given me a home that makes me miss this world and never want to leave."

He raised his head slightly and curled up the corners of his mouth: "Look, you have done so much, isn't it awesome?"

She sniffed and suddenly laughed, crying and laughing at the same time: "Yes, I'm awesome."

He also smiled and pressed her into his arms again: "Well, my baby is the best. So don't be afraid, don't be sad, I will always be with you, eh?"

She buried her head in his heart and nodded.

Now that I have finished crying, my emotions and thoughts have sobered up a little, something strange suddenly flashed through my mind. There seemed to be something wrong with what he just said? But before I had time to think deeply, there were footsteps behind me.

The id group followed.

Everyone had a sad expression on their faces. They were so tortured by the movie just now. When they came over and saw the two people holding them, they didn’t make any fuss. They even comforted them with an understanding look on their faces: “Sister-in-law, you’re still crying? Damn, it’s all.

The movie is fake! Don’t be sad, sister-in-law!”

Then they all blew rainbow farts at the captain: "The captain is really a god, his acting skills are amazing!"

"I will be the first to refuse if I don't win an Oscar!"

"This movie will definitely be a hit! It's simply a work of art. Captain, you're going to post it!"

"It's just a little depressing, hey."

Everyone had a long schedule, so they didn’t stay long after watching the screening. They left one after another after saying goodbye. Cen Feng was worried about Xu Zhaixing being alone, so he refused media interviews and Teng Wen’s invitation. After driving her home, he stayed with her again.

We had dinner at home, played games for a while, and put her to bed before leaving.

After the screening, online reviews of "Into the Badlands" came out.

Of course, these are professional film reviews that do not involve spoilers. They are the movie-watching experiences of professionals in the industry. They can be regarded as scoring the movie in advance and giving the audience a test result.

All major film critics and platforms have received unanimous praise:

——This is not only a movie, it can even be called a work of art. The director's control of the pictures and light and shadow in literary films has reached a level of perfection. Of course, the actors' performances are indispensable. Cen Feng is a natural fit for the big screen.

An actor on the screen, his acting skills allowed me to see the future of the new generation of actors.

——I have traveled through thousands of worlds, and finally left a wasteland in my heart. I can only say that this sentence perfectly explains this story. This is actually not a story that makes people happy after reading it, but I don’t regret reading it.

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——The analysis of the inner world of patients with depression in "The Wasteland" is so real that it is almost cruel. Today, society has many prejudices against patients with depression, always thinking that they are suffering from no disease, or even lazy and late-stage cancer. I hope this movie can make everyone realize it again

Depression, re-tolerance and understanding of this group.

——Movies are reverse healing, and can even be said to cause depression, but I think everyone should go to the cinema to experience this feeling. Because the depression and suffocation you feel is what patients with depression feel every day, every moment.

feeling, and you only feel one-tenth of this feeling.

——Teng Wen is very good at shooting small-person tragedies, and Jiang Ye is just a microcosm of this huge group. Cen Feng's acting skills are so superb that I even have the illusion that he himself is a patient with depression. I hope it's just an illusion, and I hope he can be everything.

good.

——"The Wasteland" is a rare high-quality masterpiece in terms of light and shadow composition and soundtrack. Although the plot is indeed regrettable and sad, as a literary film, its purpose has been achieved. It can make everyone
To be continued...