Part 1:
On September 11, Yu Menglong fell to his death in the Sunshine Upper East residential area in Beijing. The police concluded that it was an accident due to drunkenness, but the case was full of suspicions. Recently, insider news and crime scene videos have been continuously revealed, showing that the cause of death was not simple, causing public speculation.
On September 25, Lao Deng said on YouTube that he had received Yu Menglong’s will early, but the person who revealed it said that he was asking for his mother’s permission, which has now been granted. Therefore, he published this 2,000-word will on YouTube. This is the message Yu Menglong sent to his mother before falling from the building. Each word is filled with despair, and it is painful to read.
The full text of Yu Menglong’s will:
“Mom, I am currently being held in an apartment building, outside the window is the pitch-black night sky, the air is filled with a suffocating pressure. I feel like I might be in trouble soon, those shadows are getting closer and closer, more and more urgent. I have to hurry and say goodbye to you, because they might rush in and kill me at any moment. This is not a joke, nor is it an illusion, my heart is trembling, every word I send you now carries a cold despair. Why did it come to this? Why did a young person who only wanted to act well be forced into such a desperate situation?
Mom, I am very scared, but even more scared that I won’t have time to tell you these words in my heart. If this is the last time, please forgive this unfilial son, I can’t be with you until old age. I told you before, it was my luck that I succeeded through art lucky, but also unfortunate.
Part 2:
At that time, I was naive and thought that the entertainment industry was just a glamorous stage, which could help me realize my dreams and make my mother proud. I remember the first time I got a role, my mother was as happy as a child, wrapping dumplings to celebrate for me.
But who would have thought that the darkness of this industry was far beyond my imagination. I originally thought that this industry was only dangerous for female actors, they were weak, had to face dirty transactions, while male actors could at least protect themselves, had strength, had courage. But when I really entered the industry, I realized that as long as you have appearance and looks, regardless of male or female, you are not safe. The unspoken rules are like an invisible net, covering everyone. If you submit, you will have glory, wealth, food and clothing, and a sparkling halo; but if you keep yourself clean, come out of the mud without being contaminated, and stick to your limits, then you will definitely will never be able to recover. In the light case, you will be banned, “put under the blanket”, from then on no one will care, your career will decline; in the severe case, you will lose your life, be toyed with by the powerful in the palm of their hands, until you are completely destroyed.
Mom, I used to think I was an exception, thought that thanks to my talent I could stand firm. But reality is like a knife, cutting into my heart. Those nights, I cried alone in my room, looking in the mirror, my once handsome face, now only pale and tired. Why is this world so cruel? Why does a pure dream have to pay such a high price? I regret so much, I just want to go back to the past, to live with you in the simple days in my hometown of Xinjiang.
I used to resist, I used to be “put under the blanket”. At that time, I refused the dirty threats, trying to prove myself with my works. But that powerful monster can really cover the sky with one hand, it spreads so broad, so powerful, no matter what choice I make, it is difficult to escape the clutches of that family. They treat me like a pawn, torment me, take advantage of me, turn me into their toy, and order me around at will, and at the same time force me to become an accomplice in money laundering for them. Those huge numbers, I never dared to think of before, are now like poison seeping into my life. Mom, do you know? Every time I see the numbers change…
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