I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

The office was quiet for a while, one didn't expect to say the name from his mouth, and one didn't expect to hear the name in the other's mouth.

There was a rage in his chest, which was forced down, and Wen Yu said lightly, "My brother died long ago. How old were you then?"

Don't look familiar to him.

However, Ningning looked like she was traveling outside, looking around, looking at the mobile phone still ringing, her eyes were strange, and she murmured, "Why am I still here?"

Smell the rain for a moment.

"Why haven't I got back to the beginning?" Ningning thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that his eyes were fixed on Wen Yu's face. "Ah, I see. Are you pitying me and thinking I'm sick?"

Wen Yu did think she was ill.

Tired, restless, sometimes nagging, sometimes sober, and even a little self-talking tendency, she lost a certain expression ability, and then disappeared for a day, how could her mental state suddenly become so bad?

Ning Ning was intrigued and drank 362 times of chrysanthemum tea and repeated the same conversation 362 times. Even a little change would make her feel cheerful.

After adjusting her sitting position, her body leaned forward slightly and her eyes looked at Wen Yu brightly: "When your brother died, it was 1990, when I was 22 years old."

"But you are only 25 years old this year," Wen Yu said lightly.

"I played a costume show with your brother." Ning Ning's eyes flashed with memories, "He is the best actor I have ever encountered in my life ..."

"My brother only played one scene that year ..." Wen Yu wanted to remind her that there was no you in the scene.

"I know." Ning Ning laughed. "The Man in the Painting."

Wen Yu suddenly stopped talking, and the woman in front of him felt very strange.

She smiled, she was familiar with Shi Zhongtang when she discussed it, she was shy when she looked down at her smile, and the small movements when she twirled her ears were not like Zhang Xinai, but like another person.

"Who are you?" Wen Yu asked suddenly.

"I am ..." Ningning laughed. "Princess Lingshan."

The heroine in The Man in the Picture, Princess Lingshan.

... delusion? Dual personality? If the latter, why claim to be Princess Lingshan, the heroine in a movie? Or is she pretending to be ill, just like she was on the roof before? Wen Yu decided to test it out.

"What should I call you?" Wen Yu asked, "His Royal Highness?"

Ning Ning smiled and seemed amused by him: "Just call me Lingshan."

This is not like the reaction that Princess Lingshan should have. Princess Lingshan in "People in the Painting" is proud and proud, and may tolerate pointing and pointing at her from the back of the common people, but she ca n’t stand the common people calling her her first name directly. Someone, such as her love man, Shi Zhongtang, can call her intimately: Lingshan.

"Lingshan." Wen Yu shouted from the good, "Can you tell me? How did you meet my brother?"

"I knew each other when I was acting." Ning Ning laughed. "It's funny. The first sentence he said to me was: I fell, and I need to kiss to get up."

"Then he must like you very much." Wen Yu laughed, "He rarely said such things to the girls who met for the first time."

"I thought he was born to be a **** and wouldn't let go of any chance of getting messy with flowers." Ningning laughed.

If it is something that one party is familiar with and the other party is unfamiliar, then the topic is about to come to an end, but ten minutes have passed and twenty minutes have passed. They are still talking about Shi Zhongtang.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Ning asked suddenly, staring at Wen Yu. "So much sweat."

"It's a bit hot." Wen Yu got up and closed the window, then raised the remote control in his hand, turned on the air conditioner with a beep, and turned his back to Ning Ning, asking casually, "Yes, you two played so long together. , Which one do you like best? "

He turned his head back, and then gave a slight glance.

Ningning did not know when she had changed her sitting posture, sitting on the sofa in an extremely dignified posture, raising her hand in the direction of hearing the rain, and commandingly: "Come here."

The hand paused in the air for a moment, and suddenly the whole person bounced off the sofa with a look of surprise on her face, as if she was not standing up by herself, but was pulled from the sofa by an invisible person, like dancing. She turned around in a circle, then frowned, reached out and pushed, as if pushing a man who was offensive to her off.

Excessively hard, he also took a half step back, sitting on the sofa with one buttock, and turned to lie down with one hand, leaning his head on one hand, half leaning on the sofa, said lazily, "Lang, we still have to be apart for a while Right. "

Who was talking to her, she listened for a moment, and slowly opened her eyes and looked at the opposite wall: "... I just think you are too addicted. After all, I am like them, but it is just a painting."

She took it so seriously that Wen Yu, a bystander, couldn't help but watch it with her, but the walls were empty, except for an air conditioner that was blowing air-conditioning, and nothing else. After a while, Ningning came from behind The speed of my voice is faster than just now: "You still don't understand what I mean, you and I are separated by yin and yang, you are a living person, I am a dead person, how can we be together ..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Wen Yu turned her head and saw her nails digging tightly into the sofa, her body leaning forward unnaturally, as if being held in her arms by an invisible man, said gently in her ear: "I caught you , I will never let go. "

"... Let it go!" Ning Ning broke away from his arms, and the whole person almost rolled off the sofa, running towards the desk in a row, crawling all the way, and even slipped a shoe on the road, she couldn't care less. Pick it up, and only glanced back, the fear and disgust in his eyes made Wenyu feel cold.

The cold wind blew out of the air conditioner and blew by his side. He almost mistakenly thought that it was a retrograde time, and sent him back to the "Man in the Picture" studio in 1990.

No, it wasn't time that brought him back, but the woman in front of him.

She re-enacted the whole "People in a Picture" by herself!

That realistic and weird acting, even turned the white floor tiles into golden sand, cold weathered the air conditioner into the waves of heat on the desert, and blew the waves on the sand.

The bohemian dress on her body was blown off by the hot wind, and it gradually turned into a pure white dress. Ning Ning knelt on the sand in white clothes, holding an invisible person in her arms, and hurried Unscrew a bottle, pour the resurrection medicine into the other person's mouth, waited a moment, and the voice trembled, "Why didn't he wake up?"

The answer made her lose her mind. She suddenly drew her sword, struck the other side with a sword, then slowly turned her head, leaned down, and gently stroked an invisible face with her fingers: "It's strange, I used to It's annoying to see your face, now ... "

Tears rolled and fell.

Raising her hand and wiping her tears, she looked at the sword in her hand like a demon, and suddenly she swung it across her neck ...

"How could this be?" She touched her unscathed neck, and laughed at this ridiculous thing, smiled and laughed, and began to cry.

She dropped the sword in her hand and crawled back to where she was, holding an invisible person in her arms to warm herself, crying and saying to him, "Li Lang, I'm afraid. I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of living. ... "

"People in a Picture" is here, it should be over, but she is crying more and more fiercely, and holding tighter and tighter. She seems to be unable to survive if she looses her hands. I'm so scared !!! I don't want to die anymore, oh ... I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live like this forever! ''

"Don't cry."

In the movie theater of life, Shi Zhongtang put his hands forward, trying to hug Ning Ning in the screen: "This play is very good, I teach you ..."

His outstretched hand was blocked by the cold screen, and he could only watch the other hands stretch out, instead of him, hugging the person he could see but could not touch.

"Don't cry." Wen Yu gently hugged Bao Ningning.

Ning Ning even forgot to cry, and he dared not move in his arms.

He helped Ning Ning to sit on the sofa, and her clear eyes looked at her carefully.

Ningning was scared by him, what happened? Why did he show her such a good face?

"What are you looking at?" She touched her face with a hint of vigilance and flinching in her eyes. "Don't you hate me the most?"

"I hate Zhang Xinai, not you." Wen Yu said softly to her, "You are Lingshan, aren't you?"

Different names, different personalities, and even their skill levels are not on the same level. Although they will also perform, they are the gap between passers-by and the film.

It is likely that Zhang Xinai's second personality is in front of him. The two personalities live together in the same body. There may or may not be communication between them. They can be regarded as two individuals who exist independently. Because this body is used in turns, one of them sometimes finds something that the other does not notice.

"You just mentioned death all the time." Wen Yu gave her a glass of boiling water. Do you think anyone wants to hurt you? "

Ning Ning slowly drank the water and a glass of water, she calmed down a little.

Without answering Wen Yu's question, she pulled out her phone and pressed to answer.

A cry came from the opposite side, and Ning Ning Muran repeated himself hundreds of times: "Don't cry, I can't understand what you say."

"You haven't answered my phone, I thought you would ignore me anymore."

"Did I not tell you yesterday? I was not feeling well and went to the hospital for a minor operation."

"Why don't you tell me which hospital and don't let me see you?"

"Stability psychological clinic." Ning Ning reported the name of the clinic where Wen Yu was.

The other side was silent for a moment before asking in a gentle tone: "Where is the rain?"

"Yeah, smell the rain here."

"... I'll pick you up right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Ning put her hand down, her face blank, and said nothing. The expression on Wen Yu's face seemed to be waiting to die.

... Who was just talking to her? What made her react like this?

That man soon appeared.

"Doctor, hello." A shy college student pushed in, "I'm here to pick up my sister."

He came over and took Ning Ning's hand. Ning Ning patted his hand fiercely. He froze for a moment, his eyes froze momentarily.

At that moment, I did not escape the eyes of smelling rain.

As soon as Li Shanzhu forcibly held Ningning's hand, intertwined her fingers, and led her away, a voice came from behind her: "Wait."

Li Shanzhu and Ning Ning turned back at the same time.

I saw Wen Yu opened the drawer, took out a car key and said to them, "I'll drive you two back."