The best director ever

Chapter 530 Don't Brag

On November 17th, Han Qiu caught up with his dad who was rushing towards the airport in a daze, and flew to Singapore with him.

The two met Uncle Sun for the last time before the body was cremated.

What's ridiculous is that two months ago, the few people were still talking and laughing, but now they are reunited, but it seems like they have been separated by a natural moat.

One is on this side, the other is on the other side, and the voices of each other cannot be transmitted.

That night, Dad kept watch all night.Just staying by Uncle Sun's side like this, without saying a word, not crying again, and not holding Uncle Sun's hand to feel the warmth of his palm.

Dad was sitting aside, as dumb as a sculpture.Compared to the peaceful Uncle Sun who woke up, Dad looked more like a corpse.

That night, Han Qiu did not keep watch with his father.The real contact between him and Uncle Sun was just over a month ago, and the relationship between him and Uncle Sun was not as deep as that between his father and Uncle Sun.In other words, there is still a generation gap between the middle-aged Han Qiu and the elderly, and he can't feel the feeling of friends passing away one after another around him.

That night in the hospital, Uncle Sun's son Sun Zuhua found Han Qiu.

"Han Qiu, thank you for making the special trip to visit my father." Sun Zuhua hesitated for a moment. He felt that his father hadn't been buried yet, and the funeral hadn't been held yet. The word condolence seemed to be worse than visiting.

"Uncle Sun is very kind to me, I should come and see." Han Qiu asked, "Don't Uncle Sun still have a year left? Why?"

"One year at most, at least no one knows." Sun Zuhua's face was a little sad, "The condition suddenly worsened that afternoon. After the first aid, the doctor failed to save him."

Sun Zuhua lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. Seeing that no nurse noticed, he took another puff.It wasn't until a nurse came over that they quietly turned it off.

At this moment, Sun Zuhua's exhausted appearance did not look like a billionaire at all, but rather like a decadent gangster squatting on the side of the street smoking in the middle of the night, smoking his time day by day.

"My condolences are changing. I believe that Uncle Sun must have been very peaceful when he passed away."

"I don't know, I went to the emergency room, but the doctor said that Dad left with a smile." Sun Zuhua forced a smile.

"Then he must have walked away with a smile."

"Yes." Sun Zuhua nodded: "Actually, my dad's mental state was very bad in those few days, but dad didn't let me tell Uncle Han that he didn't want to lie down and talk to Uncle Han. If he survives this time , He also wants to invite Uncle Han to play elsewhere. He said that he has prepared a new plan and wants to go crazy with Uncle Han again."

Han Qiu smiled wryly, this old man is really stubborn, he is sick, and he doesn't let others know.

"By the way, my dad still misses you very much. He said that you made a documentary for him." Sun Zuhua watched the nurse leave and lit another one. "One of his plans is to act in a movie by himself." .”

Han Qiu came to a sudden, no wonder when he talked about this with Uncle Sun, he agreed so quickly, Ganqing had planned it long ago.

It's just that this is not a movie, it can only be counted as a documentary.

"I've finished the documentary, and I'll give it to you now." Han Qiu took out a USB flash drive and handed it to Sun Zuhua. After thinking for a while, he handed over his mobile phone, "It's also on the mobile phone, so you can watch it now."

Sun Zuhua threw away the cigarette butt, and took Han Qiu's cell phone like a cultural relic.

Click on the video, which records Uncle Sun and his dad from the beginning of the recovery training to the final goodbye at the Shanghai Airport.

In the gym
"Wen Qing, haha, don't play with the barbell with your old bones, look at your slender arms and legs, it's not as thick as the handle in the middle of the barbell."

"Change me, change me"

"Hey, hey! See, I lifted it up. It weighs 100 catties, which is heavier than you, Wenqing."

Dad was helpless, Han Qiu snickered, and other people in the gym also looked at the old man amusedly.

Sichuan-Tibet Online
Uncle Sun let go of the handle and let the motorcycle gallop with him.

"It's more comfortable than flying."

"Wen Qing, do you dare?"

"Don't you dare? I'll just say I'm better than you."

"Han Qiu, hurry up, hurry up, take a picture!"

These voices were all recorded by Han Qiu's recording equipment on Uncle Sun's car.

Seeing this, Sun Zuhua was so frightened that he didn't throw the phone out.

snow peak mountain top
"Finally, I can feel the feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold at a high place."

"Skiing down from here should be very exciting, right?"

Then, Han Qiu and his father worked together to tie Uncle Sun into the plane.

Taklimakan Desert.
"It's so hot"

"Damn it, why is it so cold at night."

"Wen Qing, we don't have a winner on motorcycles, how about a camel race now?"

Han Qiu quickly tied Uncle Sun's camel to the side of the car.

Thailand
"Sawadika, hello, hello, Moses Moses, Anihasay."

"It's so frustrating"

"Han Qiu, do you think that woman over there is a shemale or an original?"

Han Qiu looked at the cute girl and said doubtfully, "It should be a cute girl."

"Big dick cute girl? What do you mean?"

"It's a ladyboy before sex reassignment surgery."

"Tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. If you come out and stand in the street without surgery, it's a fool who buys it."

Han Qiu: "."

Las Vegas.
"Haha, Wenqing, you lost 6000 yuan. It's okay, I will blame it."

"Han Qiu, what about you?"

Han Qiu: "I haven't counted it, more than 40, right?"

"Prodigal son, have you lost so much? No, no, you pay for it yourself. Anyway, you have more money than me."

Han Qiu: "Uh, I won more than 40 yuan."

"Huh? I won more than 40 yuan? That's fine. You'll pay for Uncle Sun's expenses tonight." After speaking, Uncle Sun walked away with a big horse in his arms.

Sun Zuhua smiled awkwardly at Han Qiu: "My mother left early, and my father is a little lonely."

Han Qiu smiled: "They are all men, understand, understand, anyway, Uncle Sun didn't spend much that night."

Sun Zuhua: "."

Modu Airport
Uncle Sun stood under his plane and waved at Han Qiu and his father: "Let's come out to play again after the new year is over."

"Wenqing, go back and coax your younger siblings."

"Han Qiu, next time we have to go to Las Vegas."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Sun wiped his face, then turned and boarded the plane.

The footage continued until the plane disappeared over the airport, turning into a black dot.

In the last scene of the documentary, he jumped back again, staying at Uncle Sun and his father standing on Brokeback Mountain with their shoulders crossed.

Uncle Sun: "Wenqing, this mountain range looks longer than the Himalayas."

Dad: "No way, our mountains in China are the longest."

Uncle Sun: "It's just a pity, my life is not that long."

Dad: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you always brag about how good your body is to me, why don't you brag about it now?"

Uncle Sun: "I have to give you some face, otherwise you will always be hit, and you won't come out with me in the future."

Dad: "You can blow it hard. You can't enjoy it after blowing for most of your life."

Uncle Sun: "I'll just tell the truth. If it were someone else, I wouldn't tell him. Han Qiu said that Brokeback Mountain is a mountain that witnesses friendship between men. How about we take a photo here?"

Dad: "Let's shoot, I'm leaving in the future, and you still can't find someone to shoot with."

Uncle Sun: "That's not certain, I can do everything faster than you, maybe I will go before you."

Dad: "You blow it again."

Uncle Sun: "I really didn't blow it."

Dad: "I don't believe it."

Uncle Sun: "Just trust me once, you really didn't brag."

Dad: "That's what you say every time you brag."

Uncle Sun: "You are old and stubborn, you have a dead brain."

Dad: "You old cowhide, hair dryer."

Han Qiu: "Are you still filming?"

"Shoot!" The two hooked their shoulders together and puffed out their chests.

Click.

The picture was completely frozen, the two old men pouted, neither convinced the other.

After watching the documentary which took less than an hour, when he raised his head again, Sun Zuhua's eyes had turned red.

Sun Zuhua cried bitterly.

"Dad, I didn't take good care of you."

"It's my fault."

"If I had known, no matter how busy I was, I would take you out on a trip."

Han Qiu comforted: "Brother Sun, Uncle Sun didn't blame you. He also fulfilled his wish and walked away peacefully."

"Han Qiu, thank you, thank you for helping my dad fulfill his wish."

"What I should do is also my father's wish."

Sun Zuhua wiped the corners of his eyes: "Han Qiu, take good care of Uncle Han. Don't let the old man live like my dad in the future. This is my dad's last wish before he leaves."

Han Qiu felt inexplicably heavy and nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I will."

Sun Zuhua wiped the corners of his eyes again: "I made you laugh. I will accept this USB flash drive, and I will bury it with Dad when the time comes."

"Okay." Han Qiu didn't say whether there is any customary right or wrong to bury the USB flash drive, but this video retains the last happy moments of Uncle Sun's life, and Uncle Sun himself should be very happy to be buried together .

A week later, Han Qiu and his father attended Uncle Sun's funeral before flying back to Shanghai.

On the way back, Dad kept silent all the time, just quietly looking at the blue sky outside the window.

"Dad, don't be sad. If Uncle Sun is still alive, I don't want you to be like this." Han Qiu said.

"I know." Dad nodded desolately: "I was just thinking about this old man, why didn't he brag this time, and told the truth."

(End of this chapter)