MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 167 Morning and evening death

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The tires scraped across the ground with a harsh noise.

The car had not completely stopped, the door opened, and Ning Ning came down quickly from the inside.

"Ningning, wait ..."

Wen Yu's voice sounded behind her, getting farther and farther.

"Huh, huh ..." Ningning ran up the stairs.

I hated going home for a while.

"Huh, huh ..." He hurriedly drew the key, and for a long time he drew it into the keyhole because of shaking hands.

Because no one was waiting for me at home, I wanted to eat alone, wash the dishes alone, and sit in the living room alone for a while, and no one would call me to sleep at dawn.

The door opened, and Ningning rushed in without taking off his shoes.

Behind them are a series of dirty footprints, crookedly painted on the clean wooden floor, such as the footprints left on the beach when the mermaid princess abandoned the fish tail and replaced her legs with her feet.

Not in the living room, not in the room, not on the balcony ...

"Shi Zhongtang ..." Ning Ning stood in front of the balcony and murmured toward the setting sun outside.

"Yes." Shi Zhongtang's voice sounded behind her.

She froze and turned back.

Shi Zhongtang is standing behind her, wearing her pink apron, holding a small pot for stew in her hand, and a hippie smiley face: "In order to capture your heart, I intend to capture your stomach first ... Hey don't come over, It's hot! "

Ning Ning originally wanted to rush to hug him, but was blocked by the pot in his hand.

Shi Zhongtang put the pot on the table, then opened his arms and said, "Come on."

"Huh!" Ning Ning passed over him, opened the lid and drank indignantly.

"Hey--" Shi Zhongtang turned his head, prolonging his tone.

"Don't come!" Pretending to be busy eating, Ning Ning scooped up a spoonful of soup, tears fell into the spoon.

"... Is my craft so good?" With both hands slowly hugging her from behind, said gently, "Don't you cry?"

"No," Ning Ning retorted. "It's far worse than my mother ..."

The taste of mom's dishes is always the best.

Because a person can only eat half a lifetime, not a lifetime.

For the rest of her life, who will she cook? Most of the time, it ’s the box lunch of the crew, occasionally making it by myself, and occasionally eating takeaway. Gradually eating has become a job, and it must be performed on time for a living.

Gradually numb, and gradually no longer expecting-one day to her, one person said to her: in the second half of my life together, I will cook for you.

"Hey, there's no way it's bad." Shi Zhongtang said cheekily, "My level is like this, you should get used to it earlier."

"A lifetime?" Obviously she no longer has extravagant expectations, why she didn't listen to her mouth and said these words without permission, "If I cook for my whole life, I will get used to it now."

Suddenly the hand around her waist stiffened.

"Ah ... a lifetime ..." Shi Zhongtang said with a smile suddenly, "a lifetime is too long, we only fight for the night, OK?"

Ning Ning was silent for a moment and asked with a smile: "Did you say this because your life is destined to be longer than mine?"

Shi Zhongtang didn't say anything.

The two snuggled up to each other, and white smoke was floating on the soup pan in front of them.

"You are a masked person, and I ..." Ning Ning gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. "Sorry, I cannot be a masked person."

Footsteps from far to near stopped at the two of them, and Wen Yu stood at the door, watching them quietly.

He didn't say a word, but how could Ningning let him down?

Will the future appear to him? Ningning cannot guarantee that she can only guarantee that she will not be a masked person, so even if a masked person will appear in the future, the leader will definitely not be her, and she will not be evil with all the masked people, The world becomes a chaotic and **** stage, turning everyone into a stage.

But this also means that as a human being, she can't be with Shi Zhongtang as a mask person forever. She is his first life, not his whole life.

"... Countdown counts as soon as I'm born, and I don't know how long I can live." She could only dress up and give him such a promise, "If I can live a hundred years, I will spend a hundred years with me You, if I can live a hundred days, I will accompany you for a hundred days, if I can only live a day, I will accompany you for this day ... "

Shi Zhongtang looked at her.

Ning Ning felt that his face was hot, not only shy, but also guilty.

It was she who made the eternal agreement with the other party, and it was her who could not do it in the end.

"By the way, I will grow old." She didn't look away, no longer forced, "At that time you would not like me, and I don't want you to see the ugly appearance of my old teeth ... Then you can leave and leave me alone ... "

"it is good."

Ning Ning froze for a moment and turned to look at him.

"I will die with you, I will be with you." In the face of such harsh conditions, Shi Zhongtang smiled and accepted her promise, and gave her a promise, "even if only for one day."

However, one cannot live without love.

Food, clothing, housing, marriage and children all require money. Except for a few people born with a golden spoon, everyone else has to work as hard as an ant and use their work to support themselves and their loved ones.

Especially met leaders like Chen Dao.

Ning Ning only lingered for a day with his lover, and was called back to the crew by the same order.

According to Chen Dao's words, "Whether you are going to save the world or destroy the world tomorrow, let me finish the movie first !!"

"Phantom of the Cinema" is also Chen Dao's lover. He has devoted his whole life to loving it. If he can only live one day, this day is also for it.

"Next time, prepare." Guide Chen had lost weight, and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing, "Cough, start!"

The filming of "Phantom of the Cinema" is nearing completion.

As the male protagonist became more and more famous, he needed less and less time for the phantom, and gradually broke away from her control.

Conflicts began to arise between the two.

The biggest contradiction is the pursuer of the male lead-a rich lady who loves him like a fate and fierce.

Although the phantom warned several times, the male lead was weak and not a decisive temperament, so if he had been away from the rich man immediately, he would break the wire. On the other hand, the rich man was a king of eight, and he refused to let it go. During the performance, she came all over the place, ignoring the pointers of outsiders, so that she became a joke in the rich circle of Beijing.

The beauty is gracious and hard to disappoint. Although the male owner has no intention of treating her, he cannot ignore her.

He puts people in his eyes, but Phantom mistakenly thinks that he puts people in his heart, he is jealous, and kills the killer. He almost kills the rich lady, but because the lucky lady missed it, it also caused her. A fierce dispute broke out between the two men.

"That woman is just playing with you," Ning Ning said in a high-handed manner, coldly, "just like those young masters playing tricks."

It was night, or the place where they first met.

In the elegant room of the theater, she was dressed in a costume, wearing a mask, sitting lazily in the teacher's chair, and Chen Shuanghe stood opposite her, no longer admiring in the eyes, no longer blind admiration.

It was anger, and the pain of idol disillusionment.

"... I have been in this theater for many years." Ning Ning paused. She was not used to looking at her with such eyes, so she calmed down, hoping that their relationship would be relaxed. "Somehow Because of this, talented actors are finally deceived and deceived. Only a few can marry the past, and most of them are abandoned. What about you? Are you more talented than any of them and you have a history? The qualifications for leaving names must also be willing to degenerate. Do they learn how to use youth for a sum of money? "

"... excuse!"

Ningning smiled stiffly.

"The voice is for me ..." Chen Shuanghe's chest was undulating, his hands hanging on his sides clenched into fists, and said slightly excitedly, "But I never let you kill!"

The smile completely disappeared from Ning Ning's face, she was no longer gentle and no compromise, and stared coldly at Chen Shuanghe, just as she stared at other people in hell: "When I killed Taizhu, why didn't you say that? ? "

Chen Shuanghe froze.

"Why didn't you say that when I killed Deng Lan?" She asked again.

"I ..." Chen Shuanghe hesitated.

"When I killed the class leader, why didn't you say that?" Ningning sneered. "Can't answer? I'll tell you why."

She got up from the teacher's chair and walked towards Chen Shuanghe step by step. The strong sense of pressure forced Chen Shuanghe to step back.

"Tai Zhu is dead, so you have a chance to get ahead. Deng Lan is dead, no one villain is behind you every day, orchestrating you to put on your little shoes. No one is holding your selling deed when the class leader is dead. Suppressing your salary in Chengri, always thinking of dedicating you to the powerful and powerful master Bo. "Ning Ning pushed Chen Shuanghe into the corner step by step, slamming his back against the wall.

"Stop!" Chen Shuanghe leaned against the wall with his eyes fixed on her lips. It seemed that the word that came out of it was not a word, but a sharp knife.

"They're dead, it's good for you, so you don't say."

"no!"

"You just want to enjoy the benefits I have brought to you." Ning Ning stroked his cheek gently, and wet her fingers with tears, as if a knife cut her heart, and she showed a painful and cheerful smile. ... how can there be such a cheap thing. "

"... I didn't know it was the one you killed at first!" Chen Shuanghe yelled suddenly and pushed her away. Ning Ning took a few steps back, was angry, and was about to sneer at him for a few more words, see you. With tears in his face, he stared blankly at himself, muttering, "I'm really jealous of Taizhu, and I hate Deng Lan and his class leader, but I never thought about letting them die, I didn't even think about it ... I want you For me to become a murderer ... "

He said more and more choked, and slowly hugged himself to sit on the ground, hitting the wall with his head from time to time, making a loud noise, crying.

Seeing his self-torture, Ning Ning's anger and jealousy suddenly disappeared.

She watched him quietly for a while, then suddenly walked over, hugging his head, and forbidden him to hit the wall again.

"I know you're not like this." She cried herself, "I'm just ... too lonely ..."

So I can't help but want to pull you into the darkness, I can't help but want you to be like me ...

At the same time, Ningning's roof.

"When you were a kid, you always took me up high. You must climb Everest once in your life." Wen Yu had two cans of cold beer in his hand, and he handed one of them to the empty front. "Drink?"

An invisible hand took the beer jar in his hand, opened it, and touched him, but did not drink.

Wen Yu took a sip of wine, and then sighed, "Ning Ning is not good at speaking. I better tell you this myself."

Although he can't see people, with the beer, he can finally determine the direction of Shi Zhongtang, his eyes are looking earnestly, "Brother, you are old."

Suddenly the beer jar hanging opposite trembled.

"I actually came from the future." Wen Yu briefly described his situation and the future situation to him, and then said, "Many studies have shown that masked people can live for a long time, even from the Ming Dynasty to modern times. Yes, but the body is not old, does not mean that you are not old, brother, you are the same ... "

He paused, but finally decided to go straight and talk.

"Your body is not old, but your heart is old." Wen Yu said a little bit unbearably, "You repeatedly watch the film" People in the Painting ", not to see Ningning, but to see yourself ... you are Play yourself as a young man. "

The beer can has two fingerprints recessed in it. I don't know if I don't like the taste of the beer or what he said.

Wen Yu sighed.

Some words are like scraping bones and flesh, scraping off the rotten meat piece by piece, it is naturally painful, but stays on the body, and one day will rot into the lungs.

He didn't want to say the next thing.

The problem is the relationship between them. It is not just a problem of their own, but a problem for everyone in the future.

"Brother, you have a reason to chase Ningning." He slowly said, "Because you are like the wind, you can't stop. You must chase something. This thing can be a career, a secret, or a woman. It's not wrong. It's better to be, but she hasn't promised you, so you can continue to chase. Once she promises, you stop, and then life is dead ... "

Climb to the top and seek excitement-In the memory of Wen Yu, and in the memory of everyone, Shi Zhongtang has always been such a person.

No matter what he does, he strives to do his best, and he does more than just do one thing. Besides acting, climbing, martial arts, culture, and investment, he has a lot of fun. He has been such a wizard for decades or even a century. As the same gust of wind, it is destined to rage for an era.

Unfortunately, he died.

Reborn as a masked person in the Life Cinema.

This place is incompatible with him, a fixed location, a fixed performance time, and sometimes even a fixed drama, and there are fixed mask people around.

Like the same pool of standing water.

Occasionally, some new mask people will join in, but it will not change the standing water, but will gradually be eroded by the standing water and become as deadly as other mask people.

Shi Zhongtang does not love this place, nor will he love such people.

What else can he love? What else can he chase?

No choice-

"Ningning she didn't understand these, so she accepted you." Wen Yu said, "But we all understand these, so ..."

Goo Goo Goo Goo ...

The beer can was higher than the top of the rain, and the clear yellow beer poured from head to toe.

"Smelly boy, talk to yourself, what do you understand?" Shi Zhongtang held the beer can, his eyes depressed, and he smiled angrily. "If I don't love her, I won't come back at all ... look at my hair!" "

The sun is shining on Shi Zhongtang's head like blood. His hair is still black, but the roots are already white.

"Who said that the masked person will not grow old? Every minute I stand here, I am getting old ... Ah, sorry, forgot you can't see it." Shi Zhongtang retrieved the empty beer can and laughed, "But you can only see what you want to see anyway, do you mean? Great man, savior?"

Wen Yu raised his hand and wiped the drink on his face, staring at each other expressionlessly.

"You say with all your heart that you want to save human beings, why aren't masked people?" Shi Zhongtang knocked on the mask on his face. "With this thing, my position in your heart is not as good as some of your names. Don't you know a stranger? "

"... Do you want to take Ning Ning to the cinema?" Wen Yushen said, "I'm looking for her reason to go in. She can't go in on her own initiative, there must have been something wrong, or someone forced her. There aren't many people who want her to go in, her mother, you or I can ... "

"Ha ha, there is nothing wrong with mask people, more flesh and blood than many people ..."

"It's impossible for her mother, I can't, and now the most likely is you ..."

Two people, you say yours, I say mine, each say each other, because you cannot see each other and you cannot hear each other, so you cannot communicate at all.

"Hey, the chicken talks to the duck." Shi Zhongtang first became impatient. He hesitated, throwing the beer can behind his back, passing by Wen Yu, his voice was low, and he did not look back. Leave it alone! She promised me! "

What's the future, he won't manage it.

Because he has no future at all!

The beer can was parabolic in the air and landed beside the trash can. The wind blew it downstairs and landed right in front of a cat sunbathing on the sidewalk.

"Meow!" The cat was frightened and quickly escaped the sidewalk.

The next second, a motorcycle galloped past where it was nesting, leaving a crushed beer can.

The cat moved her right ear and looked up at the roof of the beer can.

A dispute broke up, a beer can that was thrown away changed its fate.

What will change in the future?