[Pre-order "Old Snow Hard to Melt"—a reunion of ex-lovers [Lame, despondent taxi driver * stubborn, alcoholic, decadent model], please bookmark in the column~] [This story is BE, probably a 'memoir of the deceased wife,' first-person narration] Nan Yuesi loved to write. At first, she learned to write from the neighbor aunt, using chalk on the cement floor to write her own name. But the aunt misheard, and for a whole week, she wrote 'Si' as 'Si' (homophone). Later, after we had a fight that ended in reconciliation, she told me this story. I didn't believe her. She took a sip of pineapple beer, draped her arm over my back, and seductively traced my name with her finger, kissing me as she said, 'I won't argue with you anymore, Miss Ming.' In the end, we argued again, almost breaking up. She stormed out the door. When I woke up, a drizzly rain was falling outside. I thought we would still make up. Then the phone rang on the bedside table. It was clearly her number, but a stranger's voice called out to me, 'Miss Ming?' I didn't answer. The radio said there would be a heavy rain all night. I glanced at a white envelope on the bedside table. Only later did I learn that this was the last thing she wrote to me. A suicide note. What would be written inside? - Pre-order "Neon Rubbish Film" synopsis as follows: Later, Chi Xiaoman moved out of that twenty-square-meter rental room, no longer suffered from eczema, and never thought of Chen Yue again. The poorest year, Chi Xiaoman was nineteen—still living in a basement in a urban village, sharing it with a woman who was also a struggling extra. How shabby the basement was, with mold spots sticking under the ceiling. They could only eat the cheapest noodles underneath, and could only kiss on the creaking bed boards, unable to tell in the dark whether the other was laughing or crying. Chi Xiaoman was so stingy; she only poached one egg in the woman's noodles, but she herself ate plain noodles. The woman she shared with was so generous; after running around as a stunt double all day in the scorching sun and being cheated out of money, she still bought a cheap stereo at a flea market because Chi Xiaoman loved listening to music in the hazy afternoon. At that time, they had nothing, were down and out and young. Later, Chi Xiaoman couldn't quite remember who moved out of that rental room first. She only remembered that before leaving, she still cooked a bowl of noodles with a poached egg for the woman. And she remembered that day, the woman stared at the instant noodles with two poached eggs this time, then calmly looked up at her and said, 'Chi Xiaoman, I wish you a bright future.' - At twenty-nine, Chi Xiaoman got her wish—she saw her own posters and endorsements filling the streets, bought a spacious and bright penthouse in the most prosperous area, and insured her face, which used to be smeared with cheap lotion, for a sky-high price. The same year—she heard that the outstanding actress Chen Yue in the circle, who had worked her way up from stunt double to leading lady, had finally won the Grand Slam of Best Actress. Chi Xiaoman once posted on Weibo, an unnamed 'Congratulations.' But she quickly deleted it after sparking heated discussion. And Chen Yue responded generously that night, a bright 'Thank you.' Other than that, the two had no further interaction. At that time, Chi Xiaoman was the top star in the circle, with equal numbers of haters and die-hard fans, and wherever she appeared, there was chaos. Chen Yue, on the other hand, was a low-key Best Actress, hardworking and dedicated, with both critical acclaim and box office success. Everyone said—Chi Xiaoman really did stop at nothing to become famous, even rushing to ride on Chen Yue's coattails. After all, for years, Chi Xiaoman never appeared at the same event as Chen Yue, never went on the same variety show, and never joined the same film crew. Even when they happened to be at the same awards ceremony, Chen Yue would take her award and leave first, and only then would Chi Xiaoman arrive late in her gown. The rumor of their discord had long circulated in the circle. Then not long after, news suddenly broke—Chi Xiaoman was going to switch to making movies, and the female lead was Chen Yue. Everyone was convinced that this film was destined to be a top-tier bad movie.