In the dim and cramped room, the sound of a man's weak and rapid gasps echoed.

Pain... It really hurts... The internal organs are burning with an unbearable pain... Xie Shuling struggled to lift his hand, clutching his lower abdomen which throbbed with a sharp ache. He coughed, releasing a mouthful of blood.

He had never suffered such a severe injury before, nor had he ever imagined that one day he would be beaten up like this by someone from a loan shark.

If things continue like this, it might really cost lives... Xie Shuling thought with a bitter smile. Dying like this wouldn't be good at all. Maybe tomorrow it would be in the newspapers, something like "Famous former actor dies miserably at home due to poverty"... Xie Shuling slowly curled up the corners of his lips, but then he felt like he was thinking too much. It has been almost twenty years since his glorious days have passed. Now, he is just a pitiful and laughable middle-aged man who has achieved nothing. How could the media still remember him?

The voltage in the shanty was unstable, and the pale light flickered uncertainly, struggling like a dying candle in the wind. The repetition of pain had numbed his body. Xie Shuling coughed up a mouthful of blood once again, his consciousness gradually becoming hazy. Perhaps his other senses had weakened, but his ears unexpectedly grew sharper, picking up faint voices from outside the house.

"He owes how much money? I helped him repay it, so don't come bothering us anymore..."

"Oh my, then we must calculate carefully. He has owed us for almost half a year now, with interest compounding. It's not easy to figure out the exact amount at once."

"One fixed price, one million, if you don't want it, I'll leave."

"This! We definitely want it! So let's make the deal: we'll pay, and you deliver..."

Xie Shuling struggled forcefully, wanting to shout out, "Your mother owes me ten thousand bucks, but even loan sharks aren't this heartless!"

But he was too weak, desperately trying to open his mouth to speak, but only a few incoherent murmurs came out. Xie Shuling sighed and thought, "Oh kind-hearted person, please stop rushing to give me money. If you don't take me to the hospital soon, I may lose my life, and all that money you spent will be in vain!"

Unfortunately, the person outside couldn't hear his voice and continued to caution the others, "Once I give you the money, this matter will be settled. Don't think about causing any further trouble, or else you'll regret it. Have you heard of Xiao Mo, the renowned actor? He's the one who provided the money. You guys are also part of the underworld, so you should have heard of the Xiao family, right? If you offend the Xiao family, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Yes, yes, we definitely dare not offend the Xiao family..."

Xie Shuling didn't hear anything that was said next. He stood still for a moment, slowly curling up his tall yet thin body, revealing a smile that was even more unsightly than crying.

Who could have imagined that, in the final moments of his life, the only person who still remembered him, was not Lin Shouchen, who had once dedicated everything to protect and support him, but Xiao Mo, whom he had cast aside and had no connection with anymore!

It turned out to be Xiao Mo... How could it be Xiao Mo... How is it possible that it's Xiao Mo...

The dormant memories quietly resurfaced as he recalled the moment when he broke up with Xiao Mo. He remembered the deep and suddenly dimmed eyes of the other person, as well as the memory of Xiao Mo tightly grasping his sleeve, each finger slender and exerting enough force for the veins to appear. Yet, he decisively shook him off without any hesitation...

Xie Shuling's fingertips deeply dug into the palm of his hand, forcefully leaving a few bloodstains, before slowly releasing his grip.

The last trace of strength ebbed away from his body silently, leaving him too weak to think. He could only allow his consciousness to sink into the depths of the dark ocean, with only two words remaining in his memory: "Xiao Mo."

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"Xie ge, Xie ge, wake up quickly!"

The sound of a boy's constant chattering echoed in his ears, while his shoulder was being incessantly slapped. Xie Shuling, feeling impatient, abruptly opened his eyes and angrily exclaimed, "What's the matter! Are you urging me to die!"

"Sorry... I'm sorry, Brother Xie..." The boy reluctantly withdrew his hand and whispered, "It will be your turn for the audition in another hour. We need to go to the dressing room ahead of time..."

Audition? Makeup? Xie Shuling was stunned for a moment and almost burst out laughing. What was this? Was he being chosen for a prank show? He had been forced to leave the entertainment industry for more than ten years, so how could anyone still come looking for him to audition? If they were trying to deceive him, they should at least come up with a more reliable excuse, right?

However, the boy asked earnestly again if he should hurry to the dressing room.

Xie Shuling gradually restrained the disdainful smile on his face and carefully examined him. Suddenly, he felt that this young man looked somewhat familiar, so he cautiously asked, "Xiao Chen?"

"It's me," Chen Shuqian looked at Xie Shuling in confusion, "Xie Ge, what's wrong with you? Are you still half asleep?"

Xie Shuling's face completely changed. He stood up and stared at Chen Shuqian intently, his heart filled with an incredulous yet furious speculation. He held his breath and asked with a trembling voice, "Tell me, today's date!"

Chen Shuqian fumbled and quickly took out his mobile phone to check. Carefully, he said, "Today is October 21st, 2018."

Xie Shuling sank heavily back into his chair, feeling a layer of cold sweat coating his body, leaving him weak and depleted of energy. He sat there for a while in a daze, then struggled to raise his hand and waved weakly, whispering, "I understand, you can go now."

"Um... um... the makeup test..." Chen Shuqian walked to the door with three steps and turned his head back, looking like a resentful woman in a secluded chamber.

Xie Shuling's eyebrows twitched as he looked at it. "We can discuss it later, it won't delay anything."

Chen Shuqian's face instantly changed after hearing this, and he happily bounced out, closing the door thoughtfully for Xie Shuling.

After he left, Xie Shuling finally relaxed, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He forced himself to prop up his disobedient body and walked to the mirror, looking inside.

That was a very young face, appearing to be in their early twenties. The bridge of the nose was tall and straight, while the lips were thin and blood-red, giving the appearance of being very passionate. The eyebrows and eyes were somewhat bold and colorful, as if they had been painted with splashed ink, resembling the graceful eyes of peach blossoms filled with emotions at first glance. However, when the corners of the eyes lifted slightly, a hint of discordant coldness could be observed.

Xie Shuling slowly raised his hand and gently touched the corner of his eye, unable to help but sigh at the generosity of the heavens towards him.

He came back to life, and moreover, returned to the pinnacle of his acting career, back to his youth twenty years ago.

"Xiao Chen!" Xie Shuling shouted loudly. Outside the door, there was a clanging sound, and Chen Shuqian rushed in, rolling and crawling.

"Where is the script?" Xie Shuling sat comfortably in the chair and casually asked.

Chen Shuqian was overjoyed and excitedly reached into the side of his backpack, pulling out a crumpled notebook and handing it over: "Xie Ge, you finally came around! Even though Xiao Ge is the protagonist this time, we still need to continue with a good plot, right?"

Xie Shuling held the tattered book with a disgusted expression on his face, hesitating whether to open it or not. Suddenly, the script in his hand fell to the ground with a loud "plop". He looked up at Chen Shuqian, his slightly raised eyes showing a hint of excitement and a faint reddish hue. "Xiao Mo?"