Unconventional screenwriter

"afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid that when I appear on TV, someone will know me, or no one will know me." This is the first time he has told others his inner thoughts.

He chose to be a screenwriter because he is talented in writing scripts and there are famous teachers like Li Zhengshi who can teach him.But the fact is that he is good at many things, far more than just the talent of screenwriters who are now very bright in the eyes of outsiders.It's like he can play the piano and he is very good, but he has no memory of this in his mind.

So the deeper purpose is that he wants to be seen, to be seen by people who know him.

For the past three years, he has been alive as Kim Sung Taek, and he has lived happily.But it may be caused by human greed. He still hopes that someone can recognize him and tell him: Who was he in the past?

The unknown past and misty identity pierced his heart like a thorn, and the haze of emptiness and panic enveloped him all the time, especially when he was alone, this feeling was stronger .

Dr. Cui asked tentatively: "So you are afraid that people who know you will hurt you, and that no one knows you at all?" This is not the first time he has given Cheng Ze a psychological counseling, so he can guess the success. Some of Ze’s thoughts,

Cheng Ze nodded lightly, his voice hoarse: "Nei. But I need to add one more point. I'm also afraid that someone knows me will cause them harm."

Dr. Cui knew who Cheng Ze was referring to. Looking at Cheng Ze's eyes, he suddenly asked."Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Cheng Ze also looked into his eyes. He knew what Dr. Cui meant, but he still couldn't help but want to deceive himself.

"You expose yourself to the world, and then wait irresistibly for the unknown past that is coming to you. You don't know how these pasts will affect your current life? They may bring you beautiful memories, beautiful People! But it can also be the opposite, ruining your current life, hurting you, and even hurting your family."

"Of course everyone is happy with the former, and the latter is undoubtedly the worst possible, but if it is the latter, will you regret it?"

Cheng Ze did not see Dr. Cui again. He turned to look at the eustoma blooming in the garden.

Seeing Cheng Ze not wanting to answer this question, Dr. Cui was not in a hurry. He leaned back on the sofa, turned his tone and said, "Cheng Ze, everyone has the right to know their past. This is not What an excess."

"Your mom and they told me one thing before, no matter what happens in the future, they are all ready, ready to stand with you, because you are their third child."

Hearing this, Cheng Ze trembled all over, he slowly turned his head back, there was still no expression on his face, but the whole person looked a lot more relaxed.

"The year before last, when I told them that I was going to be a writer, I saw the hesitation in the eyes of my mom and dad. Seeing them panicked, I couldn't bear it, so I planned to give up. They are more important to me than writers."

"But they quickly told me: If you want to be a writer, try it, but you must work hard, and we will always stand behind you."

"This year I told them that my drama is going to be on TV. They were very happy. When I said I was going to be an actor, they were also very happy. It is impossible for them not to know what my actions represent. But they all supported me."

"Am I very selfish, Agassi."

Putting his hands on Chengze's shoulders, looking at the calm but fragile big boy in front of him, Dr. Cui shook his head slowly and firmly.

"No, Cheng Ze, you are not selfish at all, and don't think so. You are worth looking for your past, you deserve to be liked by your mother and others, and by many other people."

The two were silent for a while, Cheng Ze took a deep breath and changed the subject, but the subject was also very heavy.

"I had that dream again the day before yesterday. I seem to know what it is."

Dr. Cui reacted immediately: "That dream? I remember you haven't had it in a long time."

"Nei, I haven't done it for almost two years." It was when he decided to become a writer.

"What's that sound?"

"Boom is the sound of leather shoes stepping on the iron plate. The place where I am is seems to be a long aisle. Woo is the sound of a boat whistling."

"Are you sure?" Dr. Cui was a little cautious.

"Sure, I was still trapped in this dream, but luckily I didn't forget it after waking up."

Dr. Cui showed a happy expression on his face: "This is a good thing. It shows that you have begun to actively accept your past subconsciously."

Cheng Ze nodded thoughtfully: "Maybe."

"Okay, Dr. Cui, let me tell you something happy."

Dr. Cui knew that the psychological counseling this time was about to end, and he was also very satisfied with the results of the counseling, "Well, what's the matter?"

"I think it's good to be angry," Cheng Ze said nonchalantly.

Dr. Cui was confused when he heard it, so he went back without thinking.

"Taeyeon Xi is indeed a very good person, and the song is also very good."

The warm hug suddenly appeared in his mind, and Cheng Ze smiled softly, with sincerity.

The astute Dr. Cui immediately noticed that Cheng Ze was different from usual, but when he was about to ask, Cheng Ze drank up the remaining milk in the cup, and then said goodbye to Dr. Cui without asking him any further questions. Opportunity.

"Agassi, I'm going back. It was a pleasure to chat with you today."

Dr. Cui stood up and patted Cheng Ze on the shoulder, "It's okay, I am also very happy. After all, I charge a fee for this'chat'."

Cheng Ze's smile disappeared: "You, Agassi, indeed charge a lot." He obviously remembered the Agassi's fee standard, and suddenly felt a little painful.

"Hahaha." Seeing Cheng Ze willing to cooperate with him in joking, Cui Yi couldn't help laughing.

It seems to be getting better slowly?!

Walking out of Dr. Cui's house, Cheng Ze got on his bicycle and left.Only when he reached the corner of the street, he suddenly remembered what Dr. Cui said to him before leaving, and then he couldn't help but stop.He frowned and glanced back at the closed black door.

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Ze shook his head, kicked his left foot hard, and then left the street.

What Cheng Ze didn't know was that on the second floor, a man was hiding behind the curtain and staring at him tightly, and he didn't even move until he completely disappeared from his sight.

"You will agree to my suggestion one day, and only I can help you. Jin Sungze."