Qing Yan (2012)

[bunniefuu]

Sir, are you all right?

Sir...

You're all right?

OK?

I'm OK.

Sure?

Yes...

It's been too long.

The road sign isn't clear.

I was only driving along.

I felt that over there by the road, was somewhere I'd been.

I'm reading a message posted on the site.

A man says he's been suffering from insomnia.

The topic he'd like to discuss is
whether insomnia is contagious.

As he's discovered that...

the friends he discussed the problem with have all begun to have trouble sleeping.

If this gentleman is listening to the program right now,

all I want to say is...

I'm also infected.

Because I'm beginning to lose sleep.

However,

if this is any consolation to you,

I'd be happy to keep you company, every sleepless night.

So you're staying up, too.

The mobile's in the kitchen.

Apple.

Mr. Hao.

Did you see a man coming down?

What man?

The m*rder*r!

It's gone.

What's gone?

The body's gone!

I saw a woman being stabbed
and pushed off her balcony.

The body should be here.

What?

I live in 26C.

She's one floor down, 25B.

I'm very sure.



That flat is vacant. The key was left with the concierge.

How is this possible?

She's been there for a while. I see her every day.

But that flat is definitely vacant.

Impossible! You're lying!

Why would I lie about that?

How would I know?

It's a life we're talking about.
Go get the key. We'll go up and find out.

But...

Hurry!

I told you the flat is empty.

Open the door.

Come on!

You were snoring all night.

Yet it seems that you haven't had enough sleep?

Here you are.

Drink it.

I'm dead tired.

Overtime day and night.

We aren't as lucky as you radio people who
don't need to get up early after the night shift.

You don't know how tired I've been.

One minute I got yelled at by the boss.

Next minute I was at Nine Mile Village.

Then I saw you flirting
with a male colleague in the studio.

That freaked me out.

It's so substantial.

Dreaming is a life experience.

As time goes by

you'll forget what's real, what's unreal.

This sounds professional.
Like the host of a psychology talk show.

What do you mean by 'like'? I am one.

Does it mean the messed-up dreams.
I've just described could be evidence-based?

Honestly.

Can you name your favorite male colleague, or fan?

What are you getting at?

You're hopeless.

Right, you told me yesterday

that opposite your flat lives a night beauty.

What's her name again.

Yueguang? [Moonlight]

She only appears at night.

It's been so busy at work. I haven't slept well for days.

Having trouble sleeping, I wandered to the balcony.

And I saw her?

She's also a sleepless person.

So please tell me.

Did she get it from you?

I was so sure she was pushed off her balcony.

But there was no dead body on the ground.

It must have been removed.

She did everything at night.

For how long?

Around...

more than a month now.

If I'm up, I see her busy, moving around.

She never gets tired.

What else do you know about her?

I can always feel what she's up to.

What she wants to do?

Just like last night, I had a premonition
that something's going to go wrong.

Then I saw a man come out and stab her,
and push her off the balcony.

You're tired.

Absolutely not. It has nothing to do with me being tired.

I actually felt that something terrible
was going to happen to her.

It turned out something
awful really happened to her.

You're tired.

I saw her being pushed. I saw her falling to her death!

Listen to me.

You're really tired.

Get some sleep.

Then take some time off.

OK?

Nine Mile Village

Hey!

I'm getting married tomorrow.

Come to the banquet. Don't forget.

OK.

Your comb.

Don't forget.

Uncle!

There you are!

Good to see you. Am I not welcome?

I'll go prepare a couple more dishes.

Light lunch is good. Save the trouble.

I'll buy you a nice dinner tonight.

OK.

My love for you has paid off.

How are your parents?

Pretty good.

We only see each other occasionally.

Whenever Mom sees me, she won't stop nagging.

Your mom just has too strong a personality.

Did you bring this wine?

Yeah! No class this afternoon?

No!

Have to mark papers, though.

If I were the principal,
I'd first get rid of you, the alcoholic.

I dare him.

Cheers!

It's not a public holiday today.

Just finished a project. We've got a few days off.

Is that why you came to this deserted place.

Why is Nine Mile Village so quiet now?

The kids have all left for work or school.

When settling in,

they come and collect the young and the old.

This damned place keeps no people.

Are you seeing someone?

Not really.

When you find the one, show her to me.

I'll do the benchmarking for you.

All things are written on people's faces.

Being single isn't written on yours, though.

You can tell?

You son of a b*tch!

Eat.

How's the wine?

Not half as good as mine.

Time to eat.

All right.

Let's go.

Be careful!

I'm OK. Don't worry.

Hi! Sir, Accountant Zhang. Dinner time?

Village Head, how are you?

Visiting your uncle?

Good boy.

I'm telling you.

One time when you were a little boy,

you contracted some kind of disease in the fields,

having a fit and foaming at the mouth.

It was so scary.

Lucky your uncle took you
to the hospital in town in time.

He almost broke his leg on the way.

OK, enough. Trivial things from years ago.

Let me finish.

He's living alone here.

Come visit him more often.

I will.

OK! I'll leave you guys alone.

See you.

OK... Where?

Here...

I was afraid of the dark when I was little.

I always tried to get under your blanket in bed,
and you always kicked me out.

Do you still sleep with the light on?

Not for a long time.

You're a big boy now.

Uncle.

Don't you want to find somebody?

No need.

Women just come to collect what you owe them.

I'm telling you.

The words a woman says in a relationship...

Believe not a single one of them.

Were you hurt by a woman?

Says who?

OK.

Let's go back.

You were dreaming again, weren't you?

Am I not back in Nine Mile Village?

You've slept for two hours.

You said something about Nine Mile Village...

that has never been mentioned before.

I dreamed that I returned to that village.

But it was very different from what I remember.

Dongzi.

I want to visit the place with you.

Yifan.

Do you know what I like most about you?

I do.

You like me because I'm the one in this world who can truly understand you.

And of course, I'm very beautiful.

And your voice...

is like the Nine Mile Village I remember, which always gives me strength.

You're such a flatterer.

Well...

You haven't told me yet...

When did that woman, Yueguang, move in?

A month ago

my grandma died.

I went back to Nine Mile Village
to arrange things with my uncle.

After the funeral,

when I sorted out Grandma's stuff,
I found some things from my childhood.

And I took them home.

You were infatuated with her.

Whenever her name's mentioned,
I see a glow of happiness on your face.

Are you jealous?

I'm your girlfriend.

Yueguang's from nowhere.

Why should I be jealous of her.

You're my happiness.

You're mine.

What?

What's on your mind?

You might have seen her before.

You're just not able to recall.

So you must tell me.

What's on your mind now.

Something... all sorts of things.

Don't suppress yourself, OK?

You have to learn to relax,

to free yourself.

How?

In order to protect oneself, sometimes,

our brain selects things to remember or to forget.

Thus some memories are rewritten.

Dongzi.

Has it ever occurred to you...

that you can guess what Yueguang is going to do next

because she was created by your imagination?

You like her...

the same way you like yourself.

Don't try to make things up...

to sound like a shrink.

Everybody is his own dream lover.

You're my dream lover!

By this logic, you're me. And I'm my own lover.

Being narcissistic is a disease, too,

which needs treatment.

Do you want to listen to this?

Sure!

I first listened to this...

when I was very young.

A man always played

this song on a flute by the river.

A damaged ancestral home was assigned
for use as an agricultural lab.

One day, a young couple arrived.

The husband was sent to teach villagers
how to grow mixed crops.

The wife was a very pretty woman.

And always in a sheer white dress.

Her name was Luo Xiaoyue.

Jianguo.

Over there.

It's not too bad here.

Come on, let's tidy up.



Good day, everybody.

Hi, village head!

No wonder there's the ancient saying,

'One can find a true beauty in a book.'

What a perfect couple:
A talented man and a gorgeous woman.

Village Head, we're really flattered.

I'm only a technician, hardly any talent to talk about.

A university graduate is equivalent to a scholar
at the emperor's court in the old days.

Yes, yes, so right.

You're the treasure of our village.

Please don't be so humble.

We're very happy that you came.

You give this village hope.

Exactly.

Xiaoyue and I are here to learn.

Right, Xiaoyue?

Look at him!

See how well he puts it.

A man of culture!

Oh, yes!

OK, I'll leave you to your work.

Drop by and have a drink after work.

Thank you, Village Head! See you later.

Who's he?

Yuan Er.

The Village Head's brother.

I heard that because of some kind of illness, he's never been able to find a wife.

He's known to be a bachelor.

He was always interested in Luo Xiaoyue.

Then what happened?

Who's that?

Stop!

Rascal!

I'm going to shout!

Don't! Please don't!

Please don't! I beg you.

I...

I'm not good at talking.

I really like you.

Get out of here!

I really like you.

Get out!

Bugger off!

Xiaoyue, the vegetables are here!

Xiaoyue.

The vegetables are here!

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Somebody's been k*lled...

Tell them to go away.

Make way! Make way!

Folks.

Never has such a terrible thing happened...

in our village.

Investigate!

We must investigate!

We have to probe!

We have to find the m*rder*r.

And sh**t him, execute him.

Right, sh**t him! sh**t him!

Poor Comrade Xiaoyue... poor girl.

Soon after her husband passed away,

she's brutally k*lled.

I'm not doing a good job as the village head.

I'm ashamed of myself!

Who else saw Luo Xiaoyue last night?

What was she doing when you two saw her?

I saw her chasing Yuan Er out of the door.

You... mind what you say.

It was him! I promise.

It was Yuan Er.

He was drunk, acting up outside her door.

How dare he do such a thing.

Yuan Er, are you aware that Luo Xiaoyue's dead?

A chopper!

Found a pair of shoes.

Blood on the sole.

Yuan Er, these things.

Catch him! Don't let him go!

Stop running!

Stop! Stop!

Stop running!

Freeze!

Catch him!

Commissioner, I found this in Yuan Er's home.

Take it back for lab tests.

Yes, sir!

Excuse us, excuse us!

Let go of me!

Let me go! Please.

I didn't do it! It's not me.

Not me...

Tell them, brother.

I didn't do it! I didn't...

And you!

I didn't do...

What does it have to do with me?

Take him in!

Yes, sir!

I didn't do it...

This...

Let me go...

My shoe...

The husband had an accident
when electric-fishing in the river.

And then Luo Xiaoyue was m*rder*d.

The case has yet to be solved.

Dongzi.

Did it cross your mind that Yueguang
and Luo Xiaoyue are actually one person?

There are bits and pieces...

I can't tell whether it was my dream or my memory.

Your memory is like a jigsaw puzzle.

At the beginning, everything was just in pieces.

But you slowly... sort out different pieces

and put them back in place.

Look.

It's a complete picture now.

And then, Yueguang's image becomes visible in it.

You mean.

Yueguang was created by me?

No!

I mean...

Why don't we take a trip... to Nine Mile Village, to complete the jigsaw puzzle together?

This way.

This is exactly what I saw in my dream.

All right.

Let's say we have the first piece to complete the puzzle.

But I still feel in a dream.

Well, is this a sweet dream, or a nightmare?

A sweet dream, of course.

Definitely a sweet one when you're in it.

Liar!

Dongzi.

Visiting us with your girlfriend?

Don't forget to come to my banquet.

I won't.

Who's the bride?

Like you, from the city.

Don't forget my banquet.

Don't forget!

That's Yuan Er.

What's wrong?

Make way, make way.

Let me take a look.

Nothing serious.

Keep on playing.

It hurts a bit. Hang on.

Uncle.

Hi, Mister!

There you are again!

Hello!

Here I am.

Your girlfriend?

This is my girlfriend, Yifan.

Nice to meet you.

A city girl.

Can I have the key to my house?

Hello, Miss.

Here you go.

We'll go home first.

Have a drink with me tonight.

All you care about is drink.

How about giving some respect.

Let's go.

Goodbye.

Bye.

This is a walled city.

People inside try hard to flee,
while people outside try desperately to swarm in.

How long have you been living here?

I grew up here.

My parents were busy when I was young,
so I was put under my grandma's care.

What about your uncle?

Was he on his own?

Despite his current look as a farmer,

he was quite presentable when he was young.

I heard he couldn't get over the emotional
hardship he suffered in teachers' college.

So now he hasn't been able to
exercise his full potential at work.

Grandma often grumbled about this when she was alive.

That's Hu's place. He was put
in charge of Luo Xiaoyue's case.

Was he a local?

His wife was from Nine Mile Village.

He used to be a sergeant in the village police.

Hello!

I'm Mr. Feng's nephew, Dongzi.

I have something to ask you. Do you have a minute?

Something has been bothering me.

Do you want me to say it for you?

All right.

Hi! I'm Dongzi's girlfriend.

Dongzi...

He's been puzzled.

Some things or some people he sees

exist only in his imagination.

I believe it could have been
some childhood experience...

hidden at the subconscious level.

Like...

Like... a landmine.

Long forgotten where it was planted.

Now, he realizes he's stepping on it.

Exactly!

We met when I was a kid.

Did we?

It's possible!

My wife is a Nine Mile Village local.

You were handling Luo Xiaoyue's case then.

I'm sorry.

Allow me, please!

Luo Xiaoyue's case

is the only one that hasn't been solved.

Once Yuan Er went mad, lots of clues were lost.

Sir.

Something Dongzi remembers might be able to help.

I was a cop all my life.

This was the only thing not done by the book.

After retirement,

I still keep going over the case when I have spare time.

All these years, I just can't figure it out.

If Yuan Er wasn't the m*rder*r,

who was?

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Asleep?

Why is the door not locked?

The light's still on.

Xiaoyue...

That was what Yuan Er said, but was it convincing?

I've been thinking about this case all these years.

If Yuan Er wasn't the m*rder*r, who was?

As was written in the records.

Luo Xiaoyue's blood was found on Yuan Er's shoes.

She was stabbed to death,

but the chopper found at Yuan Er's had no blood.

After Luo Xiaoyue died,

Yuan Er went nuts.

As no new evidence was presented, we had to let him go.

Honestly, all these years, I have kept one person under watch.

He's our local,

born and bred here.

I have come to realize that every
year on the day Luo Xiaoyue died,

an incense burning ritual is performed at her grave.

And this person is...

Village head Yuan.

I'm sorry, Xiaoyue.

I didn't mean what I did.

m*rder*r...

Don't scare me.

Don't scare me.

I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

Why would he ask Luo Xiaoyue for forgiveness?

This is exactly what I want to find out.

Hey!

Is she asleep?

Who?

Your girlfriend.

She's pretty.

You always judge people by their looks.

I can read fortunes.

You two won't last.

What are you looking at?

I remember years ago,
I saw a man throwing a chopper in here.

A chopper?

The chopper used in the m*rder? Are you sure?

Positive.

Who was the accused?

I couldn't tell.

The well was empty. Let's pull it out.

Move back, everybody!

Give way.

The seniors from back then must remember Luo Xiaoyue's case a bit, I presume.

Now the police want to reopen the case.
Let's move back a little.

Come on, move!

What's that?

Looks like some kind of mechanism
to protect some system.

Did you enjoy it?

Enjoy what?

Nine Mile Village, or the jigsaw puzzle?

Both.

I have always liked adventures.

Compared with this, the broadcast studio is like a cage.

I always feel like in a dream state

when you're with me.

A dream, if it were real enough...

Who could distinguish it from reality?

But I still have an ominous feeling.

If the m*rder*r is still in the village,

what would he do next?

What's wrong?

You...

You tried to scare me!

A ghost is behind you!

You're a dead man.

Why am I a dead man?

You tried to scare me first.

No dinner for you tonight.

Who are you?

Stop running!

Show your face if you have guts!

Dongzi... Dongzi.

Get up!

Dongzi, you'll be all right.

Help! Help!

Village Hall, Nine Mile Village.

Testing, testing, louder.

The police have just confirmed

that the person who tried to k*ll Dongzi last night

in a black raincoat,

was identified by Dongzi.

Now, he's got the last chance...

to come out...

to turn himself in.

Village Head.

You...

sh**t.

Last night, when it was raining hard, you weren't home.

No, I wasn't. I was discussing business with Officer Zhang.

You and Mr. Feng left the crime scene before the rain.

You went to Officer Zhang only
after the rain had stopped.

Where were you in between?

What do you mean?

You... Would you stop treating everybody like a suspect?

Then you tell us.

Why do you visit Luo Xiaoyue's grave?

And... Isn't it true that you always wanted her
to work for you as an accountant?

But her husband rejected the idea.

This is all bullshit.

Folks.

All these years, I've been thinking
about a few things that he did.

The best you've ever done...

was make sure that Yuan Er was released
based on evidence of his mental illness.

He was therefore kept alive.

Yuan Er has been diagnosed
with seizures since childhood.

It was a fact known to all villagers, right?

Right!

Even if he wasn't my brother,

he still deserves a lot of sympathy.

I don't want you to hurt him any further.

You're no longer a policeman.

So stop acting smart!

Mr. Feng, don't leave.

I have something to ask you.

What?

You have a black raincoat, don't you?

What do you mean?

Hao Dong is my nephew.

It's very simple, actually.

I only know that you belong to the '97 Alumni of our Teachers' College.

It so happens that Luo Xiaoyue
attended the same college...

for early education training.

You two could have known each other
before she came here.

Stop accusing me!

This kind of raincoat is very common.

I know once I said you identified the person
who wanted you k*lled in the Village Hall,

this person will flee.

Turn off the engine.

So I asked the police to set up
a roadblock at the village entrance.

As a result, they did catch somebody.

Who?

You'd never guess.

Don't move! Checkpoint!

It's Accountant Zhang.

Stop! Stop running!

Don't move!

Why are you running? Why?

Accountant Zhang?

I've been thinking it was the Village Head.

It turns out to be Accountant Zhang.

He has confessed to the crime he committed.

That night, I went to attend my cousin's banquet.

On my way home, passing by Luo Xiaoyue's house,

the idea of her replacing me
as the Village Head's accountant came up.

I was furious,

and some evil thoughts came up.

Incidentally her door wasn't locked.

I was thinking...

this lusty b*tch was probably waiting for some lover.

Xiaoyue, I...

I'm here to see you!

Now you've seen enough.
Get the hell out!

Xiaoyue, I'm different.

I really like you.

Who do you think you are?

You men from Nine Mile Village are all b*stards.

When my husband was alive,

his achievements were never recognized.

And you?

A yes-man following the Village Head.

Who can't even stand up straight.

What can you do?

Why don't you reflect on yourself?

You horny b*tch!

Don't think that I don't know.

Your man is dead and you can't bear the loneliness.

You left the door open.

You're inviting. Who are you inviting?

You horny b*tch!

You horny b*tch!

Honestly.

Everybody in the village fancied Luo Xiaoyue
to a certain extent but me.

I even suspected your uncle was one of them.

What made you say that?

That night Dongzi was ill,

I took him to the hospital
for treatment throughout the night.

Don't stay too long. The patient needs rest.

We understand.

Have a good rest.

See you later.

I've got to go.

Bye.

Why am I still here?

Weren't we in Nine Mile Village?

You've been in a deep sleep.

You might have been too tired in the past few days.

What happened? A bad dream?

People living in this world are bound to be hurt.

Just like when our skin is cut
by a piece of glass, our body repairs itself.

So can our mind.

When our mental state is disturbed,

some people choose to put away the painful memories in order to protect themselves from pain.

But at the same time, they also lose the whole self

and become schizophrenic.

People with schizophrenia experience insomnia,

as well as delusions and auditory hallucinations.

The Yueguang you've been talking about is actually from your imagination.

She was there to remind you
to bring back that piece of memory.

But when you actually find the missing piece of memory,

you may have to face some cruel reality.

Have you found all of the truth?

Yifan.

I don't seem to know you anymore.

I don't know you either.

Dongzi, please tell me.

How many more things are you still hiding from me?

Not telling?

All right then.

I have to go back to the studio to work anyway.

Sorry I can't keep you company.

Be good, go home and a have a nice sleep.

OK?

A hug!

Hit the sack soon.

Bye.

Bye.

Hi! This is Yifan.

I was reading a message posted on the site by a man.

He said he suffers from insomnia.

The topic he wants to discuss is...

"Is insomnia contagious?"

As he has discovered that friends he discussed the problem with have begun to have problems sleeping.

If you're listening to my program now, my friend,

I'd like to tell you that I have gradually begun to lose sleep, too.

If shared experience would make you feel better,

I'm more than willing to keep you company every single night, to...

News report.

Our most popular host, Yifan,

was k*lled in a car accident three days ago.

The initial police report suggests that due to chronic insomnia,

she drove her car over a cliff
while returning home from work.

Today, a lot of fans gathered and placed flowers
where Yifan was k*lled to show their condolences.

Bye.

Good bye.

Dr. Meng, is his prognosis complex?

Yes, indeed!

Other than Yueguang, he has imagined
and created another girlfriend, named Yifan.

She's the one who can bring him comfort.

Hao Dong wasn't communicating with me.

It was Yifan.

Yifan understands him.

She was created when he was
on the verge of a breakdown.

As Hao Dong needs to repair his memory,

this Yifan has in fact been guiding him
to release his hidden emotions.

Also, when he was hypnotized,

he was sure it was an illusion,
but he refused to erase it.

He's certainly a very lonely man.

Perhaps, he's found the truth but is reluctant to accept it.

Yifan.

Why didn't you say a word...

before you left?

Dongzi.

Do you know...

the most painful moment is when you're about to finish a puzzle

and you suddenly realize that you can't find the last piece?

You may subconsciously want to leave it,

but the most important piece, after all, does exist.

You might try very hard to finish an incomplete puzzle,

but you aren't able to find the missing piece.

The puzzle likely will never be completed.

I live here.

I'll get you some water.

What a coincidence to run into you here.

You left me for him?

I tried to look you up after graduation.

I wrote to you a lot, but you never replied.

That kid is so cute.

He's my nephew, a good kid, indeed.

Nephew?

Yes!

You're not married?

I gave up.

I don't want to hurt others.

Jianguo, Jianguo.

Feng!

It's quite heavy.

Thanks for delivering it.

Put it on your back.

Take that side.

What are you getting at?

What do you mean?

The battery for fishing wasn't working!

Xiaoyue, listen to me. I want to tell you...

Get out!

Out!

I did all that for you.

You stupid b*tch!

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue.

Let go of me!

m*rder*r.

Let go... let go!

m*rder*r.

Let go.

m*rder*r.