Eight Hundred and Seventy-Seven Disappeared

Aware of the staring eyes, Andy put down his phone, raised his eyes, and saw Roy diagonally opposite.

At this moment, Roy's face had a helpless, half-smile expression, and the absurdity and tiredness between his brows lingered; Andy's mouth was raised, and then he shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to express himself. helpless. Deep in the eyes of the two people, the emotions are so similar.

Renly disappeared.

This is a fact, not an excuse. Neither Andy nor Roy knew of Renly's whereabouts, and Nathan had no news at all; what's more exaggerated is that Renly turned off his phone, and even if he wanted to track it, Andy couldn't do anything.

And just like that, Renly disappeared, from the apartment, from the Pioneer Village, from the Mount Sinai Hospital, completely and completely. In the huge New York City, people come and go. After Renly mixed into the crowd, he left silently.

No message, no note, and no warning.

To be honest, Andy and Roy are really struggling right now. Because, they don't know what's going on, and they don't know what's going to happen: why did Renly disappear? Where did the disappearance go? Will Renly come back? If so, when? If not, what should they do?

Countless question marks are bombarding in my mind, but I can't find the answer.

The phone call just now came from Gavin Hunter, a reporter from "US Weekly". Not for gossip or interviews, he was just concerned about Renly's state. However, Andy was speechless, he was also paying attention to the same question, he was also looking for the same answer, but he was helpless.

"You said, did Renly really leave?" Roy couldn't hold back after all, and asked.

Andy didn't rush to answer, but thought about it seriously, "I don't think so. He is an actor, this has never changed and will not change, this is his dream and his Hold on. So, I believe, he didn't really leave. It's just..." Andy sighed softly, "It just takes a little time."

After he finished speaking, the curvature of Andy's mouth slowly calmed down, his smile gradually returned to calm, and there was a sigh between his eyebrows, "He reminds me of Daniel Day-Lewis. You know, a lunatic, but a real The artist." Saying this, Andy tugged at the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Daniel Day-Lewis, this is an actor. The reason why no prefix adjective is added is because "actor" is the most appropriate description, and it doesn't need much. The actor gave all his enthusiasm, all his madness, to acting.

in 1989,

In "My Left Foot", he played Irish author Christy-Brown. Christie was paralyzed due to polio, and only his left foot could move; in order to play this role, Daniel was only allowed to use his left foot throughout the filming of the film, even because his agent persuaded him that he should eat with his hands , Daniel severely reprimanded the agent.

In 2007, in order to star in the movie "The Blood Is Coming", he closed himself in a small wooden house next to the studio, with four walls, and truly experienced the male protagonist's madness for profit, which eventually led to the betrayal of relatives and the dance with the devil. mood. From the two months before the filming of the film to the two months after the film was completed, he lived alone in a wooden house for more than half a year, almost going crazy.

After "The Blood Will Come", it took Daniel more than a year to step out of the role. It is precisely because of this that Daniel's actor works are very limited. In the three decades from 1982 to 2012, Daniel starred in a total of 19 films and won the Oscar for best actor three times, becoming the only one in history to achieve Such an accomplished actor.

The three titles are "My Left Foot", "There Will Be Blood" and "Lincoln".

Not only that, but Daniel is a unique sight in Academy PR during awards season. He does not exclude attending public relations occasions, but he is not enthusiastic; every year in the Academy's public relations for the awards season, there are few activities, so far, he is almost absent from most parties and activities; however, the three Oscar statuettes are all with absolute advantages and absolute strength. Successfully reached the top.

Among the Hollywood Vanity Fair, Daniel is indeed a unique actor, incomparable. Even veteran actors like Meryl Streep, Jack Nicholson, Robert De Niro, they're different.

Now, Andy saw Daniel's shadow in Renly.

Not only performance, not only music, but perseverance and obsession as a dreamer, but also persistence and pursuit as an artist; what is even more commendable is that Renly is only twenty-two years old, which is really too much. Young, incredibly young. This also made Andy curious, curious about the upper limit of Renly, the end of this road, what kind of picture is it?

Of course, as an agent, Andy's praise is a matter of course, mixed with moisture, can not be taken seriously.

However, Roy did not refute, but showed a smile, "Are you sure it's okay?"

According to the plan, Renly had to attend several Academy PR events today and tomorrow; but now, Renly has suddenly disappeared, and there is no way to contact him, and I don't know when he will return, or even if he will return. Plans were disrupted. Originally they could have chased after the victory, but now...

Andy regained his smile and shook his head, "It's fine. This past week, all the plans have gone according to plan, and the results have far exceeded expectations; to be honest, I'm a little regretful now, and I'd rather Renly stop for a while, have a good rest."

Awards season, academy public relations, Oscars, year after year, never absent or late; but the death of birth, old age, illness and death is the only thing in the long river of life. If you miss it, you will miss it forever.

In this short half month, the entire world has been turned upside down and the seas are changing, but Renly has never stopped. Not only that, but everything works fine and doesn't seem to have any impact at all. Calm and calm, calm and calm, it made the bystanders panic and couldn't land.

Roy twitched the corners of his mouth, "Yes, he needs to rest." The voice was cut off without end, stayed in the air, and slowly dissipated. The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly calmed down, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes. and sigh.

"Ding bell bell", the ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence in the room again. Andy glanced at the caller ID of the mobile phone and said with a smile, "At least, we can handle the things at hand."

A reporter again, a reporter who will never and cannot disappear.

Roy quickly packed up his emotions and recovered his spirits, "Then, let's get to work. I'll give Lydia Brooks a call."

Soon, Andy and Roy got busy.

In the recent period of chaos, everyone was caught off guard and their feet were not touching the ground. Andy and Roy were both negligent, so that they forgot to search for the most important possibility, and they did not find Renly. If they had asked the Crosses, the answer would have been different.

"Derek, has the text message been sent?" Ellie was standing in front of the kitchen sink, sorting dishes and putting them in the dishwasher. The movement of her hands couldn't help but stop and she asked loudly, but she didn't wait for Derek. In response, she turned her head and said uneasily, "Maybe, I should send the text message. No, maybe, I should meet Renly in person, and I owe him an apology."

After Heather passed away, Ellie put all the faults on Renly. She needed an excuse and a scapegoat, otherwise, she would have no way to forgive herself and no way to accept the truth. So they had a silent funeral, they cut off all ties, they immersed themselves in their own world, and they took all their anger out on Renly.

However, these stupid and childish actions hurt Renly deeply. The only boy who really knew Heather.

Sorry, is it too late?

"The text message has been sent." Derek stood at the door of the kitchen, leaning against the door frame, his hands folded in front of his chest, his eyebrows were still a little tired, but his expression relaxed a little, "Allie, Renly Club Understandable. He knows you didn't mean it."

Ellie shook her head, her voice trembling slightly, "He didn't blame me, but that doesn't mean I'm not at fault." Thinking of this, Ellie's eyes couldn't help but turn red again, "God, what the hell did I do? Renly Heather would be heartbroken to be absent from Heather's funeral, she must have thought Renly refused to attend."

Derek stepped forward and hugged his wife from behind, "Yes, we made a mistake. You're right, we owe Renly an apology. Trust me, when Renly visited Heather, one of their young men I'm always jealous of Renly, because he and Heather always have things in common, and I'm envious."

As he spoke, Derek's voice couldn't help but choked a little. He took a deep breath and changed the subject, "More importantly, we realize our mistake now, and we can't make it again in the future. What do you think of Renly's proposal? Like? That's the foundation."

Renly had mentioned before that he hoped to set up a foundation named "Heather Cross".

The foundation will be dedicated to subsidizing all underage teenagers suffering from the disease, and will also set up a special research fund to help develop and cure ALS. The foundation's first income will consist of tickets for "One Person's Concert".

That concert, from start to finish, always belonged to only one person.

Ellie wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded, "Of course I agree."

Not the "Renly-Hall Foundation", but the "Heather-Cross Foundation", this fact itself says a lot, the essence of the foundation, after all, is to help those children, not self Propaganda or fame.

Ellie believes that in this world, there are still many patients like Heather waiting to be rescued. She sincerely hopes that this foundation can become a kind of fire that ignites the light of hope.

...

"Dear Renly,

Feel sorry. About everything, sorry. I know that you are Heather's best friend, and to her, you are always a special presence; however, Ellie and I made the wrong choice. sorry. I hope next time we have a chance, we can sit down and talk face to face, and then I will express my sincere apologies.

Heather has left, but you have never been able to say goodbye to her. Below is the address where she is sleeping now.

Sincerely, Derrick Cross. "8)