I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Ningning thinks that Chen Shuanghe has been a little strange recently.

For example, this WeChat he sent.

"Tomorrow is my mother's death day, can you go with me?"

Are they familiar? And they have recently begun to spread their rumors. Shouldn't they be better off at this time?

Seeing that she didn't return, Chen Shuanghe sent another message.

"Go back and come back, you can also look at your mother by the way."

Looking at the news in her hand, Ning Ning felt a bit guilty. She had spent too much time in the cinema of life, and she was always busy with work after she came out, and never went to see her mother.

"All right," she replied, "when tomorrow?"

The next morning, Chen Shuanghe drove to her door and took her to the cemetery.

It is not the Qingming Festival, nor is it a weekend or a statutory holiday. The cemetery is sparsely populated, and there are only one tombstone standing there.

Coincidentally, the graves of the two mothers were not far apart. When they came, Ning Ning saw a group of people mourning in front of Ning Yuren's grave: "Sister Ning, you went too early." "Yeah, without you "You can't watch any TV shows right now." "Nonsense, you chased" Overlord Lord in Love with Me "yesterday." "I want to see how thunderous the current show is!"

It seems that it is a class of old fans of Ning Yuren.

"It's so good." Chen Shuanghe stood beside Ning Ning wearing sunglasses and said lightly, "Even after a generation of film, a group of people love her and remember her, unlike my mother, only I still remember her."

It was a solitary tombstone with the words "Tomb of Loving Mother Chen Hui" on it. It had been worshipped for a long time. There were no flowers or tribute on it. It was a depression forgotten by the world.

"Speaking of which, my mother often watches movies played by your mother." Chen Shuanghe bent down and put the white bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone. "Always pulled me to watch."

Is it mom's fan? Ningning said humblely: "Thank you."

Chen Shuanghe smiled a little, his smile was strange.

He remembered that when he was a child, he was forcibly held in his arms by his mother, the curtains were pulled up on all sides, and there was a black hole in the room, and only a black and white TV flashed on the opposite side. Mother pointed at the TV and said, "Look, this is the woman who seduced your father and made him never go home again, regardless of our mother and son."

Ning Yuren.

Ancient costume, modern costume, Republic of China costume, female heroine, department store clerk, little girl in a boudoir ... He has not missed this woman's play, and he has to force himself to finish it, because only after watching it will the mother Go back to the original, open the curtains, let the light shine in from the outside, cook the braised fish for him, and smile gently at him.

"That's right." Chen Shuanghe straightened up and looked at Ningning. "How is your blind date?"

There was a hint of embarrassment on Ning Ning's face: "Oh, look at my joke ..."

"I'm not as bad as my dad." Chen Shuanghe laughed. "If I didn't guess wrong, he forced you to fall in love for a script role, right?"

Ning Ning was silent for a moment, feeling that it was not necessary to hide it from him, so he said, "Phantom of the theater."

"Sure enough ..." Chen Shuanghe groaned for a moment, "May I help you?"

"Ah?" Ning Ning looked at him in surprise.

"If you have to find a man to practice in love ..." Chen Shuanghe took a step closer to her, and the distance between them was almost hugging. He said in her ear, "How am I?"

Ning Ning hurried back a few steps: "What's your joke?"

It happened that the pedestrian who worshipped in front of Ning Yuren's tomb was gone. Ning Ning hurriedly walked over, but before she came to the tombstone, a gust of wind suddenly blows.

That wind blows down an iron bucket in front of Ning Yuren's tombstone. Although the cemetery has clearly stated that burning paper is not allowed, older people can't change this habit, so the cemetery offers an iron bucket To them, all the paper money pagodas were thrown in buckets and burned.

The iron bucket was extremely heavy, and it was difficult to push it by human hands. Today, somehow, it was blown down by this gust of wind. The unburned paper money screamed, rolled in the air, blowing in the direction of Ningning and Chen Shuanghe. Here, there are bright flames on the corners, like burning moths.

"Be careful." Chen Shuanghe stepped forward, protecting her in his arms, moths fell on him, and fell weakly to the ground. The wind finally stopped, and he bowed his head to her, "Is everything right?"

Ning Ningchi looked at him.

Paper money passed by him, blowing him all over. "Ah, your clothes are dirty." Ning Ning raised his hand and patted him with the ash on his shoulder. He squeezed a life movie ticket stuck on his shoulder into his palm and hid it behind him.

My heart could not help but pounding: "Why? Why is there a movie ticket for life here, who is chasing it, he or me? If it is him ... Despair, paranoia, unwillingness, delusion to change his destiny, he belongs to Which one? "

On the way back, Ning Ning kept staring at Chen Shuanghe. Her eyes were too focused, and she saw Chen Shuanghe a little uncomfortable.

"What's on my face?" He asked unbearably.

"Genius, second generation, winner of life." Ningning said.

"..." Why do you suddenly praise me, what are you trying to do!

"Different talents, smooth sailing, everything from small to large ... All in all, mortals like me are two species." Ning Ningtuo asked him, "The mortals always want to go back and make up for the mistakes of the past. What about you, would someone like you want to go back in time? "

"will not."

"lie."

Chen Shuanghe smiled, "Well, yes."

Ning Ning also smiled at him, and while he wasn't paying attention, quietly returned the previous movie ticket to his pocket.

A movie ticket, an opportunity to change his destiny, this opportunity belongs to him, no matter whether he will go or not, he should not be led by her.

"... Wait." Ningning frowned suddenly, glancing at the environment outside the car window, "Where are you going?"

Chen Shuanghe also froze for a moment, looking around for a moment: "Strange, am I going the wrong way?"

It was neither the way back to her house nor the way back to his house.

Somehow, Chen Shuanghe drove the car to the street where the cinema of life was located.

"I'm sorry." Chen Shuanghe stopped at the intersection and steered the steering wheel to prepare for a turn. "It's been a long time since I drove for a long time. I'm taking you home now."

"It's okay." Ning Ning laughed, but there was a bit of sorrow among Meiyu. According to past experience, the cinema of life will send movie tickets to its favored people, and people who get movie tickets will be unclear for various reasons Reason to go to the cinema.

The tire twisted a bit and then never moved again.

Chen Shuanghe stepped on the accelerator a few times, but the car didn't respond at all. Helplessly opened the door and got out of the car. He turned to the rear wheel and looked at it.

"What's the matter?" Ning Ning followed him out of the car.

"The car broke out." Chen Shuanghe annoyed, a drop of water dropped on his nose, he looked up and said more dejected, "I am really unlucky today."

It's starting to rain.

There was no umbrella in the car. Chen Shuanghe took off his coat and put it on Ningning's head. The two walked towards the car repair across the road.

"Actually you don't have to follow me, just wait for me in the car." Chen Shuanghe said.

"It's okay. I'm bored sitting alone." Ning Ning casually made an excuse, but his eyes looked at the life theater next to the car repair shop.

Sudden movie tickets and sudden flat tires seem to be intentionally or unintentionally leading Chen Shuanghe in a certain direction. Ning Ning glanced at that direction, frowned, Chen Shuanghe followed that direction, too. Frozen.

A new poster was posted at the gate of Life Cinema.

Title: "Love Rivals on TV"

Starring: Chen Hui

Chen Shuanghe's dead mother appeared in the poster. She was surrounded by countless TVs in the room. Each TV was on. Inside it were various dressed Ning Yuren, a woman, a department store clerk, and a little boudoir. A heroic female general, a calm female spy ...

Surrounded by so many Ning Yu people, Chen Hui, dressed as a housewife, died at the end of the road and chopped a TV set in front of her with a kitchen knife in her hand, looking pale and shouting silently.

"... Who did it!" At first Chen Shuanghe thought he had read it wrong. When he jumped over, he looked at the contents of the poster carefully and immediately became furious. He stretched out his hand to tear the poster on the wall. My mom put it up? "

Chen Shuanghe turned to look at the gate of the cinema. Tonight, the annoying gatekeeper was not there. Perhaps he saw the rain was too heavy and ran to the door to hide from the rain. Since the gatekeeper is not there, no one can stop him. .

Holding the torn poster in his hand, Chen Shuanghe strode towards the movie theater of Life.

"Wait!" Ning Ning held him behind his back. "You better not go in."

"Let go." Chen Shuanghe shook off her hand, his eyes sparkled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's so ugly to my mother. Anyway, the people inside must give me a statement!"

Ning Ning was shoved by him, and when she stood firm, Chen Shuanghe was long gone.

Anxious, Ning Ning was busy three steps and two steps to catch up, but stepped at the gate.

"... I don't have a ticket." She murmured and stepped back in awe.

The cell phone ringing suddenly, not far away, was not her own ringtone.

Ning Ning froze, took off the clothes on his head, stretched out his hand and took it out of his pocket, and suddenly shook his body, slowly retracting his hand from his pocket, holding Chen Shuanghe's mobile phone in his fingers, and ... ... a ticket to the cinema of life.

She quietly shoved the ticket back into Chen Shuanghe's jacket. When it rained, Chen Shuanghe took off his jacket and put it on her, so that now ...

"You don't have a ticket in your hand." Ning Ning looked at the door and murmured, then suddenly turned to look at the wall next to it. On a wall that was supposed to be empty, I didn't know when to post a blank new poster. .

Lines of blood slowly flowed down from the poster, forming two words-"Escape Ticket".