Global Movie Emperor

The two shook hands and separated without saying anything. Parker stopped in front of the car, adjusted his mentality, then got into the car and fastened his seat belt with a frosty face.

"From today on, you must go home after school every day before six o'clock. Don't think about the PS game console and new mobile phone you want. Your pocket money will also be halved. This is my fault. I shouldn't let you go. Participate in the march, but you also need to take some responsibility because you went too far."

"It's my fault, I will pay you back the money."

"Oh, how can you pay it back? By collecting scraps? Can you rob the homeless? By doing odd jobs? Those unemployed people with survival skills have broken their heads to do it, what can you do? You don't even have to do it now! "

"Parker, that's enough, stop! Stop arguing. I'm begging you, okay?"

A woman's attentiveness makes it easier to feel the emotions of others, let alone her own child. How could Lisa not understand what changes would happen to his heart.

"Huh, anyway, you should reflect on yourself and think about how much disaster you have caused this family."

Parker didn't want to talk anymore, even though he was full of anger, he lit a cigarette in annoyance. Whenever the traffic on the road was a little slow, he kept honking the horn. One after another calls from his subordinates in the company made him more and more irritable.

Compared to Parker, who was about to erupt, Jason was even more sad at this moment. The scene just now gave him a huge blow. His partner, who was in high spirits two hours ago, quickly became rotten after being arrested. Everything Everything was too much for him to bear.

"It's not fair. It's obvious that Matthew and Morrison didn't do anything..."

"squeak……"

He stepped on the brakes hard, and the inertia caused the three people in the car to almost be thrown out. At this moment, Parker finally broke out.

"Fair? Do you think what you are doing is just playing house! Are you just playing in it! No one participating in the parade is innocent, because you are trying to change everything beyond your own control! What is unfair? ? Even if you escape this time, you will definitely be caught next time! Do you know why? You will never know the pain unless the fist hits you! You will become more and more arrogant and unscrupulous. Look! I beat the police! They can’t catch me. Stay with me~ You’re so cool!”

"Think about it! Because you are such lawless people who try to attack the police! How many other marchers have you cheated? Just like your three classmates cheated you! You should be lucky that you are not over 18 years old, I still have to control you , otherwise you will be like those arrogant classmates of yours, doing manual labor for a lifetime, doing the hardest and most tiring work with the lowest salary! Being an extreme marcher will become your lifelong label!"

"Parker! That's enough! It's hard for him to accept the truth! Haven't you been here before? Everyone makes mistakes. Compared with being recorded on the record, I'm thankful to be able to pay the bail and come out. Stop talking about it!"

"I will never be the first, that's the difference between me and him!"

He slapped the steering wheel and spat out a curse word without the target. The vehicles behind him started honking their horns. The family continued to rush towards home and sent Jason home. Lisa stayed to comfort him, and Parker Then leave and return to the company to continue working.

…

"This is the most regretful father-son conversation I have ever had. I never thought that these remarks would have such a huge impact on Jason, making him depressed and completely in despair."

"He began to become depressed. In a short period of time, just like me when I heard Mr. Hea's last words in the square and learned about the death of my parents. Thinking about this, I am very lucky that Lisa is by my side. She He accompanied me through the longest trough in my life, but I never thought that no one would accompany Jason through it."

"Jason, forgive your father, forgive his words and deeds, forgive him for hurting you, although...if it were me, I probably wouldn't forgive him either."

…

"Is that kid the bastard who was caught in a parade? Looking at him like that, he is really bad."

"I think I've seen him before. He seemed to be a bunch of people at the beginning, right? They were a small group of people who were arrogant, unreasonable, and uncultured. Now there's only one left? Hahaha, it's really funny."

"Everyone else has gone in, right? Tsk, tsk, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? Hey! Bastard! Is this the result you want? Look at me! Come and hit me! For your bullshit sense of justice! Come on!"

The companion leaned out of the car window and put on his hoodie and hat towards the roadside. Jason looked provocative with a gloomy look. He raised his middle finger and whistled to attract Jason's attention. He wished that he would cause trouble and then send him to the police station again. .

"It's so boring, I'm leaving."

"No, Chris, do you feel pity for your childhood friend? I know you are very kind, but for this kind of bastard who appears to be just for a sense of justice, but is actually emboldened to release violence, this is not the case. It has nothing to do with it. Class has nothing to do with wealth, I just can’t stand such people.”

"That has nothing to do with me."

Chris drove away with his female companion. He did not stop the classmates from mocking Jason, nor did he join the taunting team. After Jason refused to listen to his dissuasion and went to the parade, Jason had nothing to do with him. No more connection.

He didn't mock his childhood friends, and his classmates didn't take action against Jason who ignored him. But what they never expected was that Jason would still be bullied, but this... came from Jason's own classmates.

…

"Hey Parker? Are you busy? I know you are under a lot of pressure at work now, but...but Jason had injuries and footprints on his body when he came home. He hasn't come out of the room since he got home. If you have If you have time, go home, I’m very worried about Jason’s condition.”

This is the call Parker received forty minutes ago. Lisa cried, so he had to go home. At this moment, he arrived at the door of the house, took out the key, and opened the door.

Lisa sat on the sofa, her eyes were red, and she was obviously crying just now. The current atmosphere made him unhappy. She rubbed her head with a headache, put the keys aside, and took off her shoes.

"Still in there?"

She nodded and said nothing.

After sorting out his thoughts, he stood at the door of Jason's room, listening to the movement behind the door. There was no sound, coughed twice, and knocked gently on the door.

"Hey, Jason, are you asleep? Mom made a lot of delicious dishes tonight, and we will eat in fifteen minutes, okay Jason? Can you answer me?"

The room was still quiet, and no sound came out. After hesitating for a while, Parker finally decided that he wanted to talk to Jason about what he might encounter today.

"Jason, listen, no one is lucky all the time. Everyone's life gets messed up from time to time. You can't just let this mess stay like this. You have to sort it out. If you can't solve it yourself, you can tell me. Talk to your mom and we’ll help you figure it out, don’t worry.”

"..."

"Jason? I need your answer, are you okay? Phew... Okay, what happened at school? Did they bully you? If so, tell me and I'll give them a taste of my fists , but I need you to answer me now, do you need my help? If you remain silent, I will talk to your class teacher. Even if you know that I don’t like your old-fashioned and stubborn class teacher, you If you don’t answer me, I’m going to call you.”

It was still quiet, but it didn't panic Parker too much. If Jason had done something stupid, the police would have come to the door long ago. It wouldn't be his turn to speak. The windows were all guarded, and there was no possibility of jumping off the building. , even if there is, he can hear it.

"Lisa, I remember there is a spare key to Jason's room in the cabinet, go get it."

"Don't come in!"

This sentence seemed to have an effect and a certain response, but Parker still did not change his decision. He just raised his finger to his lips and signaled Lisa to whisper softly and take the key.

"I want to help you."

"No one can help me."

"I can do it. I am your father. I will take care of all the problems, okay? I won't go in, but you have to come out and tell the truth."

He reached back and found the key in his hand. He pressed against the door, but there was no response.

"Then I'm coming in."

He finally made up his mind, inserted the key, unscrewed the first lock, the second lock, and then opened the door. In front of him, Jason was sitting on the bed with many wounds on his body. He just sat there. , looking out the window, as if looking for the moon blocked by tall buildings, but at this moment, his unspeakable experience was seen by others, which completely angered him.

"Get out! Who asked you to come in! Get out!"

"I just want to help you Jason! I'm your father!"

"Do I need your help? Do I need your help written on my face? Do I look like I need help? Leave now! Now!"

He pushed Parker with unexpected strength, and Parker was afraid of touching his wounds, so he could only retreat step by step, and finally reached the bedroom door.

"They beat you, right? Who? Classmates? Students from the school next door? Or who?"

"I don't need to tell you! Leave! Can you leave me some dignity? I beg you! I beg you! Get out of my room!"

"I'm your father! I can't just sit back and watch."

"Did I let you give birth to me! Did I let you give birth to me? Did I ask for my consent? You don't know how much I hate this world!"

He spoke out, and said the question that scared the Parkers, or a question was more appropriate. He was pushed out of the room, and his whole body lost strength. Lisa was even more unbearable, and her entire psychology Her defenses collapsed, she had given the answer, but she no longer had the courage to speak out.

Deep in the quagmire, there is no scent of earth, only the stench brewed by mud, stagnant water, and corpses. The world has not gotten better since the day Jason was born, but has become worse.

Because he is not a savior, he is just a person living in dire straits.

Sitting on the edge of the sand, the two of them were silent. Parker smoked cigarettes one after another, but couldn't exhale the depression in his heart. The phone rang.

"Hello? Charles."

"Mr. Parker...there is an error in the data. Now one-third of the data has to be overturned and rebuilt...I'm sorry, this is my mistake..."

"Why don't you fix your mistake quickly! Call him to pay him back. You're wasting time by stammering! I'll give you one day, only one day! If you can't finish it, just sleep on the street! You're going to be fired!" Got it!"

Misfortunes never come alone. There are ways to solve family matters, but work matters made him completely confused. For a moment, he could only quickly get dressed, told Lisa to rest early, and hurried back to the company. .

Only five hours later, someone tiptoed past the sleeping Lisa and left the house quietly.

…

At this moment, the homeless people near the apartment were on their territory. They were running around on the street, messing around, and even getting into fights. When Jason went out, he was stared at, but he could see that he was a child, so he did not block the road and rob him.

This was Jason's first time leaving home in the middle of the night, and he was a little panicked by the malicious eyes staring at him. He didn't know what to do when he went out, but he just didn't want to lose sleep at home staring at the ceiling.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sky was no longer so dark, and he could vaguely see his fingers. Finally, he came to the area where people gathered, the bar street.

He never thought that the streets he occasionally passed by would be such a chaotic scene late at night. Men and women were drunk and unconscious, and they could still stand up and hug each other. Their clothes were not covering their bodies, and they could not hear the dirty words.

"Handsome boy, do you want to come here for once? It's almost dawn, can I accompany you?"

"Hey, don't leave, let's have a chat."

There were too many smeared women around him, and he panicked a little. He quickly pulled away, but he couldn't bear the entanglement of these aunts who were so old that the powder in their pleats could make dumplings. He hoped to work overtime with this young man before going to bed. After all, they feel that they have an advantage in making a fortune, and it is indeed cheap after all.

"Get out of here, you bastards! Get out of here!"

"Who are you talking about? Who gave you the courage? Bichi!"

"Johnny, someone is trying to bully me."

At the door of the strip club, a security guard wearing a security uniform, disposable black rubber gloves, a big beard, and tattoos all over his body looked at him and looked over, smiling and posing with the woman who came to the rescue. Wave your hands.

"Consider you lucky."

The aunts exited and left in dejection. At this moment, Jason finally saw the face of the girl who came to help.

"Jenny? Why are you here..."

"I...work here, so...we met."

Pointing to the strip club behind her, she hesitated a few times with her words, but overall she was quite cheerful. She answered Jason's questions crisply, and the slender legs and high heels exposed under the beige windbreaker showed that she She wasn't working as a waitress in this kind of place, she was doing the kind of job Jason had in mind.

He finally figured out why she always wore heavy makeup to school and why she slept on the desk every day. He found the source of everything. Although the answer was unbelievable to him, school? A strip club?

"I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here? Are you really looking for these old women who are definitely over a hundred years old?"

"I didn't...just passing by."

"You were beaten up today. Are you feeling unhappy and come out to relax?"

"how do you know?"

"I saw it, actually I want to beat you too..."

"Why?"

"It's just that naivety is annoying..."

She looked Jason up and down, not caring about Jason's eyes, lit a cigarette and asked.

"not going home?"

"Um."

"There's nowhere to go?"

"Um."

"For God's sake, for the sake of you being my classmate, let's go to my place."

"Isn't it good? Your parents should be at home..."

"I'm nineteen years old, kid~, and I've moved out long ago."

"Then the one who sent you to school..."

"My boyfriend."

The two of them stood on the side of the road, at least one meter apart, with a bus stop behind them. Although it was closed to traffic, the billboard was still on. She leaned against the billboard, smoking a cigarette, and pulled her left foot out of her high heels. Her feet wrapped in black stockings kicked against the billboard, she reached out to stop the car, and walked away without stopping.

"Silly bitch..."

Cursing in a low voice, he took out the small makeup mirror from his bag, took off the false eyelashes, and threw it into the trash can, along with the cigarette butts. The false eyelashes got in, but the cigarette butts didn't.

He glanced at Jason and smiled silently. After all, this boy looked like a retard now. He was wearing a sweatshirt, a hat, and could play with a drink bottle cap for a long time.

Holding on to the billboard, he jumped twice on one leg and got a little closer to Jason. After visually measuring the distance, he stretched out his shoeless foot and kicked Jason. He sat on the ground and laughed. Voice.

"What are you doing?"

"Come on, smell it, does it smell bad? Hahahaha..."

She stretched her foot in front of Jason and deliberately flexed her toes. She laughed so loudly that Jason rolled his eyes and reached out to pat the foot in front of him.

"childish……"

After muttering in a low voice, he stood up and patted the dust on his pants. Fortunately, the distance between the two was finally not that far away.

"You're obviously doing the most childish things, but you still mock others for being childish?"

He stiffened, but did not retort. He just angrily kicked away the plastic bottle cap that was his good friend just now, and watched it roll down the road, and then was crushed by the wheels.

"Okay, okay, get in the car."

She had already reached the car and patted the seat next to her, but he turned around and got into the passenger seat.

"Sir, please take the back seat first."

He got out of the car dejectedly and sat next to her. What greeted him was an elbow that hit the wound on his chest. He leaned against the car window with a grin on his face. Even the smell of her perfume could hardly let him down. A confused mind.

…

He was in an old-fashioned apartment. He could smell the moldy smell starting from outside the walls as soon as he arrived. He noticed that even homeless people were not willing to come here, or maybe the only advantage of this place was that they lived in high-rise buildings. , can see the sun when the sun rises.

It's a pity that she doesn't live in a high-rise building, so she can't see the sun.

"wait a second."

She did not enter the house directly, but knocked on the door next door. When an old lady opened the door, she went in, and not long after, she took out an infant child.

"he is……"

"My child...keep this secret for me, please."

For a moment, he found it difficult to open his mouth and could only nod stiffly. This scene refreshed his understanding again.

Finally, he finally entered her home. It was not as dirty as expected. Although the house was old and the smell was not good, it was very clean and tidy. The floor was bright, the shoes were neatly placed, and the clothes were not thrown away. There wasn't even a single piece of underwear or socks in sight, and the bedding was laid out perfectly flat.

The only place that was barely messy was probably a few unwashed dishes in the sink.

The child suddenly cried, causing the two of them to panic, but after inspection, they found that the problem was not with the diaper.

"Just sit there and don't move."

She stood up with the child in her arms and walked to the window. She turned on a desk lamp and opened the curtain. Her back was to Jason. The shadows shone on the curtain, like a weird shadow puppet show. She took off her clothes and the child was different. The meeting became quiet.

"What's his name?"

"No name."

"No name?"

"I just don't know what to call him."

She arranged her clothes, put the child into the crib, quietly took out two bottles of beer from the cabinet, and handed one to Jason.

"There's no class today. How about a drink?"

"I'm a bad drinker."

"I don't drink well either."

Turning on the TV and turning it to the lowest volume, the two of them didn't speak, just stared at the boring content on the TV screen and drank stupidly. She drank a lot, one bottle after another. After finishing three bottles, he had just bottomed out the first bottle. .

Reopening a bottle for him, sitting down, throwing the remote control under his butt next to Jason.

"If you're bored, just change the channel. If you don't have anything to eat, just go to the bar with the TV on."

He did not refuse, and moved the TV programs up and down until it was changed to the next channel, a paid program, for adults. His face suddenly turned red and he pressed the down button hard.

"Have you never seen this kind of show? Hahaha, good boy, it would be great if my child could do this to you in the future. Then...have you seen this?"

She laughed softly, because she was afraid of waking up the child, so she laughed so hard that her whole body trembled. Then she suddenly made a mistake, took something out of the cabinet, pressed the switch, and turned on the light, making a buzzing sound.

"Put it away, put it away! Put it away quickly."

"It will scare you, hahahahaha... The programs are pretty boring anyway, so let's just watch this one."

The things were not restrained, so they were put on the table, and the TV program was adjusted back to the previous station. Suddenly, she took off her windbreaker, and underneath was her work clothes, which were very sexy.

"Don't...I'm calling."

He took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. It was Lisa. He was a little flustered. He didn't dare to watch TV or look at her. He lowered his head and hung up the phone.

The phone rang a second time and hung up again.

"Anyone from your family?"

"Um……"

"I heard your parents have pretty good jobs."

Comparing their high schools alone, Parker and Lisa's jobs are indeed good and belong to the upper level. Without looking at the school next door, Jason's family environment is indeed the envy of other students.

"fine……"

"That's why we can cultivate people like you... Jason, actually I really want to beat you up. Part of it is because of your naivety, but to a greater extent, it actually comes from jealousy, from someone who doesn't even dare to dream. Some people’s jealousy.”

"I have no dreams anymore..."

"Then I feel more balanced, let's drink."

This time, he drank a bottle in one go, not because the program on TV was very alcoholic, nor was it because her current appearance was very alcoholic.

The phone rang again. She glanced sideways at the contact on the screen, gently rubbed her white belly with the inside of her arm, and smiled softly.

"I'll give you two choices. First, turn off your phone, be a bad boy for once, and sleep here with me. Is this your first time? I can teach you, just like on TV."

"Second, answer the phone, tell your mother that you are safe, and then go back quickly. Don't let her worry. I prefer you to choose the second option, because I am... really embarrassed."

The bell rang, and the two looked at each other for a long time. She just looked at each other without wearing a coat, and then...

He answered the phone.

"Hello? Mom, it's me. I went for a walk. Okay, I'll be home in an hour."

She listened carefully and felt that the female voice opposite her was very gentle. She held her forehead, shook her head and smiled. She was not as embarrassed as she said. She stood up, exposed her body, picked up her bag, and rummaged for something by accident. , dropped a switchblade.

He didn't pay attention, and continued to rummage, and finally found some scattered loose money that had been crumpled into something unsightly, and handed it to Jason.

"Take a taxi home. Don't let her worry too much. I'm a mother too. I know how I feel. Let's go back."

She pushed Jason out the door, not caring about the physical scratches, and stuffed the money into his pocket, along with the unfinished bottle of beer. Finally, the two of them arrived at the door. In fact, she still had something to say.

"Jason."

"Um?"

"You like me, right?"

"Um."

"Still liked me?"

He shook his head.

"Seeing me like this, this kind of life?"

"Um."

Suddenly, the body lost all strength, and it became difficult to even speak. When he spoke again, it was as if he had only retained the sharpest voice after crying loudly, and might become hoarse at any time.

"After you go home, stop dreaming. We are just ordinary people. Our careers will not be successful, our ideals will not be realized, and our lives will not be rich. You are different from me, but in fact it is similar. Be mature and still be a good person. Good boy."

After saying that, she closed the door and waited for a long time. Through the peephole, no one could be seen outside the door. She opened the door and saw banknotes on the ground. She smiled helplessly, picked up the money, and closed the door again. The child was crying. So she hurried over, clumsily picked up the child, and gently rocked the swaddling clothes until he made him laugh, and she also became happy.

"Go to sleep, baby, mommy loves you."

…

He took the subway and was the first passenger on the first train in the morning. As soon as he sat down, his brain began to feel dizzy. He was drunk and only drank two bottles of beer.

I barely managed to stay awake and got off the train at the subway station near my home. I looked around. The roadside that was full of tents last night was clear, and there wasn't even any debris left. It seemed like what happened last night was nothing more. It was a dream, but the muddy feeling in my brain reminded me that it was all true.

"Sir, do you need someone to work for you? I can do everything, repair cars, repair appliances, no problem."

The tramp didn't have much hope. After all, Jason looked like a child, but happiness would always come unexpectedly, so he tried to ask.

"How did you become what you are now?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I'll give you five dollars, can you tell me?"

The originally ferocious face turned into a flower again, he put the banknotes in his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette, and spoke as if reminiscing about the past.

“I was 20 years old and I went to a march because other people tried to attack the police and I got arrested and that was it.”

"Not the police officer you attacked?"

"Of course not, I'm just unlucky to be implicated."

"How do you prove you didn't do it?"

"You... the problem is over, leave now, or I will beat you up, man."

He was kicked out, but he didn't care. He suddenly remembered what was said on TV. The prisoners in prison all said they were innocent. Maybe in life, there are countless people pretending to be innocent.

He walked and passed the bridge next to his home. He paused for a while. There was a train approaching in the distance. He stepped on the fence and swayed slightly from side to side, as if feeling the wind passing by him.

My father once said that when he is in a bad mood, just do this now, and when the train passes, he will pretend that he has died once, and then start over, so he will do this often, but... today he wants to do something Different.

As the train approached, he swayed more and more, like a leaf swaying in the wind. Suddenly, the health bracelet began to make a piercing scream. Not far away, a police car roared towards him, and he thought of a sentence ...yelled out loudly.

"I will die for my ideal! So I am destined to die for my ideal! World! See you again!"

As the train approaches, this leaf flutters in the wind and falls towards the bridge...

…

"Mr. Parker, please come with me."

Padinger knocked on the door and stood at the door. There was no emotion or anger on his face. Everyone was silent and did not even dare to raise their heads. Parker stood up and followed Padinger to his office.

Partinge sat down and stood in front of the bookshelf without saying a word.

"Why couldn't the information be handed in?"

"There were some mistakes, so they are still being corrected."

"How long does it take to hand it over to the design department?"

"It will take about three more..."

Wow...

A stack of paper was thrown at Parker. He did not dodge, nor did he dare to dodge. The hit did not hurt him, so he had no expression. There was only a small wound at the corner of his eye, which was cut by the paper, and blood was bleeding outwards, along his chin. Low on paper.

"I only give you a day and a half! If you can't hand in the information the day after tomorrow! Get out of here right away! Think about the consequences! Mr. Parker!"

This was the subordinate he liked, so when he saw Parker was injured, he didn't say anything more and waved his hand to let him leave. Parker nodded, picked up the paper, sorted it, and put it back on Pattinger's desk. , turned and left.

When he returned to the office, he didn't enter the room immediately. He stood at the door and knocked lightly with his fingers. His blood-stained face showed no emotion or anger, and he looked at Charles.

"Charles, come out with me..."

…

I rinsed the blood off my hands with the faucet and looked up in the mirror. The wound was not big, but there were more capillaries in the corners of my eyes. The bleeding had stopped long ago, so there was no problem.

He shook off the water stains on his hands and wiped them clean with a few pieces of paper. Just as he was about to leave, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw an unknown number. At this time, an employee came into the toilet. The two looked at each other. Parker He pushed the door open and entered one of the compartments.

"Hello? Hello, it's me..."

Gradually, a faint sound of sobbing came from the cubicle. The expression of the employee who had just entered the toilet did not change, and he did not even shake the water that was spilled.

…

"Come in...Parker, what's the matter?"

The anger has subsided, and a new time for handing in information has been set. At this moment, Patinger has returned to his usual amiable image, looking at Parker and expressing doubts.

"Mr. Partinger, I would like to take a leave of absence."

"What's wrong?"

"My son is dead."

…

After parking the car, he walked into the funeral parlor. There were a lot of people coming and going at the funeral parlor. The family members of the deceased were carrying coffins and rushing inside. Parker could only wait for them to enter before taking heavy steps.

"Hello, I'm looking for..."

"Parker!"

Before he could finish asking the front desk, a figure hugged him directly, making him take two steps back. Lisa cried in his arms, attracting the attention of many people.

"What should I do! What should I do! Jason is gone! What should I do! He also said he would go home within an hour! Why!"

The heartbreaking cries made countless people stop. The family members of the deceased even stopped fighting for space and commented on the two people until the police drove them all away.

"Is this what you should see? Do you need to go to the police station with me to see it?"

Kross drove away the onlookers, took the other two police officers, walked to Parker, patted him on the shoulder gently, and spoke apologetically.

"I'm sorry Parker, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Maybe I didn't scare him so much at the beginning, maybe things wouldn't turn out like this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kolos could no longer control his tears and lowered his head to wipe them away gently.

"I also thought about apologizing to Jason after he got to work, but I never thought that this day would never come..."

In response, Parker could only smile an ugly smile and ask in a hoarse voice.

"Can I see him...?"

…

The body bag only opened a small opening, revealing the part above Jason's nose. In an instant, Lisa passed out and fell to the ground. Only Parker, who was still pretending to be strong, was holding back tears and held his hand in his hand. Shutting his mouth, he clenched his fist with his right hand and lightly punched the wall.

Father Mike, who came to ask questions, stood next to Jason, holding up the cross and praying with his eyes closed. He muttered words and shed a tear from the corner of his eye. Jason grew up watching him, and he would go to the church with his parents every prayer day. , stealing the candies he planned to distribute to the children in advance, but never taking too much.

In his eyes, Jason was such a cute kid who was a little naughty, but very responsible and sensible.

"Our Father who is far away in heaven, please forgive Jason's sins as you forgive our sins. May you witness the sins of this world but not forgive their sins. May Jason's soul no longer stay on the bridge. On the driveway, may Jason enter the kingdom of heaven and be by his father's side, Amen."

After the prayer ended, he stopped staying. The sadness at this moment would still be left to his family for them to taste silently. Other comforts or the presence of other people would make them welcome a more painful outbreak after forcing a smile.

"I will preside over everything at the funeral. Don't worry, Parker. Comfort Lisa and don't make her too sad. You have to be strong, so you need to enlighten her, let alone do anything stupid."

"Father Mike, I'm sorry. Jason has not believed in the church since he was a child, but we have always taken him to church. For the last time, I hope we can let him do it."

Father Mike held the Bible and was silent for a long time before opening the door and leaving with a soft answer.

"That's fine..."

After helping Lisa, who had fainted several times, come out of the morgue, she was met by Kolos and a middle-aged white man in a suit and tie behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Parker, I am Steve Osvera, from the House of Death. We are extremely sympathetic to the experience of your son, Jason Kelling Wang, but I need to inform you that I am very sorry. Since Jason's death does not comply with legal procedures, you will receive a court summons within fifteen days, suing you and your wife for improper education during the child's upbringing, which resulted in the child's early death. You will file a lawsuit against the Child Care Foundation. Compensation must be paid and fines stipulated in the Suicide Punishment Act shall be paid.”

"Okay, I don't want to hear this now. My wife has had several mental breakdowns now. We have to go home and rest. It's always okay to go home and rest, right? You can send the subpoena to my house instead of just coming here with nothing like this. Come to me for compensation! I will pay compensation. As long as it complies with legal procedures, I will pay compensation when I sell my house or car. If the money is not enough, I will go to jail. Do you still have any objections now? If so, I don’t mind paying for your medical expenses again. !”

"Parker! Calm down!"

"How can I calm down! As soon as my son passed away, they came immediately to collect debts! How can I calm down!"

"OK, then you take Lisa home and I will take care of the rest, okay? You go first."

Kross was much stronger than Parker. He dragged Parker to the parking lot, stuffed him and Lisa into the car seat, and closed the car door. The staff of the death hospital smiled and made a gesture of invitation, then turned around and looked back. He left without replying, leaving Parker angrily punching the car glass.

…

Seven days later, Jason was buried. The weather was sunny that day, and the midday sunshine was just right. Many people came to the funeral, which was as grand as when Parker's parents died.

There was no pastor, no music played, and no people from other denominations participated. Only relatives and friends came, presented him with a bouquet of white flowers, and then turned around and left.

Jason's classmates were also present, especially the classmates who were arrested for marching. But now it is difficult for the Parker couple to smile at these classmates, because they still don't know that among these people , is there anyone who hurt Jason in the first place?

After everyone finished laying flowers, the group got into the car, and the motorcade drove away from the cemetery and headed towards Parker's home. But what Parker didn't see was a girl hiding behind a tree, holding a baby and a bouquet of flowers.

After everyone left, she walked out to the tombstone, gently placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, then bent down and gently touched the tombstone, as if she could touch the body temperature of the person sleeping underneath through the coldness of the stone.

She had a short haircut, no makeup, and thick dark circles under her eyes, but at least she looked like she was nineteen years old.

"If you had chosen the first choice, maybe you wouldn't be lying here. I didn't expect you to become the worst child. Sure enough, innocent people will remain innocent until they die..."

"I'm sorry, I still work in the strip club. It's not because of you that I cut my hair, but it's definitely because of you that I don't wear makeup. At least it matches the occasion."

"I can't have an ideal like you, nor will I be stupid enough to die for my ideal. I will still run for a living until I reach retirement age and save enough money for my next life, because I am just an ordinary person, but I hope that I Your child can have his own ideals just like you."

"Right Jason..."

She teased the child, waved to the tombstone, and turned away. Only the child's laughter, like silver bells, grew further and further away.

…

"Three days later, I received a notice of dismissal from the company. I was fired and became a homeless person. Charles was my replacement as the team leader, but I didn't know it at the time."

"Thirteen days later, I received a summons from the court. Just like the staff of the death hospital said, I need to pay a large sum of property to make up for Jason's mistake of dying at will."

"In just a few days, I lost my job, my source of income, my savings, my living security, the house my parents left me, and my place to stay. Without my child, I have no reason to live."

"Do I have anything to lose?"

"have."

"my wife."

"And I lost her too."

…

"Parker, let's get a divorce..."

A divorce agreement was placed in front of the table, and Parker showed no surprise at all, because he had also carefully considered it, and it was difficult to find any reason for the two to continue to maintain their marriage.

"Forgive me Parker, it's really hard for me to bear the life without Jason. I can't live with you anymore. It feels like a family of three is missing one person...it's really too painful."

"I dare not talk to you, I dare not walk across that bridge, I dare not pass by the neighborhood, or even every street he must pass to go to school. I will always think of him, not just in the dead of night."

"I don't love you anymore, even though I don't want to, but it's so hard..."

Parker didn't speak, just remained silent, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up the pen, signed without hesitation, and pushed it back in front of Lisa.

"I see."

Seeing Parker's numb look, Lisa couldn't control her tears and kept sobbing. She had failed to fulfill Parker's parents' instructions to her before they died, but the matter had come to this, and continuing to live would be torture for both of them.

Her heart was broken and had a hard time healing, and so was Parker.

He got up and left here, because this was Lisa's home and did not belong to him.

Numbly, I went downstairs and got into the old Ford, which originally held many happy moments for a family of three. I sat in the driver's seat and turned on the ignition.

He lit a cigarette and drove in the smoky environment without opening the window, driving from sunset to dark. Maybe his eyes were smoked. He slowed down and wiped his tears.

He turned around and wiped his tears. Finally, he cried out and sat upright in the driver's seat. He stopped wiping with his hands and looked around instead, not wanting to be seen by anyone passing by.

The cry was unpleasant to hear, and the dry voice had no emotion at all. It was like shouting the word "ah" softly and long, then taking a breath and shouting the word "ah" again.

Eventually, the screen dims...

…

"Stop talking about your dirty laundry, Parker! No one likes to hear it!"

"Who here hasn't had a tragic past? Shut up."

"That's right, my wife and son are dead. What's the big deal? Why are you bragging?"

The screen lit up again, and a pair of shabby jeans appeared on the screen. The camera moved up to reveal Parker with a beard and messy hair, having a verbal sparring with a group of homeless people dressed similarly to him.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked past in front of everyone, and everyone rushed over, including Parker.

"Sir, do you need workers? I need a job. I can clean sewer pipes, do bricklaying, and do carpentry work. I can do it, sir."

"Sir, do you need to maintain the car? Or even repair the car. No matter what problems the car has, I can help you repair it. My price is very cheap, sir."

"Sir, do you need me to paint a picture for you? I paint very well and the price is very cheap. I can help you frame it and it will look beautiful in your home, sir."

"Sorry, I don't need it."

After being rejected, no one was dejected, no one cursed, and they accepted this reality calmly. After all, getting a job is much more difficult than making money with scratch tickets. After looking at the time, Parker said goodbye to the others and turned around. leave.

"Leaving so early?"

"Go back to sleep."

He didn't look back, waved in agreement, took out his pocket, threw away the lottery ticket he didn't win, picked up the big bucket of Coke, drank the last bit of it, and threw it by his feet. He kept kicking his feet, carrying the Coke bottle across the country. Go further and further.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the long figure finally disappeared on this flat road...

The accompaniment sounded, the screen did not dim, the last scene was maintained, and the subtitles rushed up below.

Director: Mitch Taylor, Keishael Mendeleev.

Director of production: Lucas Mendeleev.

Creative direction: Mickey Taylor, Lu Ze.

Art direction: Keishaar Mendeleev, Lukas Mendeleev.

Post-production: Mitch Taylor, Keishaar Mendeleev, Lukas Mendeleev, Lu Ze.

Starring: Lu Ze, Kamiya Kidman Shyguula, Linko David Porto, James Burton, Jimmy Crow...

Movie name: "Afterlife"

The movie ends.

"..."