I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

"Haha, isn't this coming out?" The village head broke free of the hands of the two sons, and took a few steps toward the front. The snow-white hair was blown away by the wind, and the corners of his mouth split to the sides. Roaring at the front, "This is what you want, this is the theater of life!"

After a brief silence, one foot moved and the other moved, followed by a vigorous footstep.

"Don't stand in the way!" The lottery running ahead led the owner to wave his hand.

Ningning and Ning Yuren rushed to the side, forced by the almost crazy crowd to the corner of the stage, and supported each other. Watching the crowd ran towards the movie theater deep in the dense fog, they squeaked and pushed the door. The sound sounded, his mouth opened like a hungry beast.

The back figures disappeared into that mouth one by one.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The head of the village was unaware, and he was still directing at the door. His hand was waving hard, his face flushed with excitement. Go in! There is everything in the glory and wealth, and as long as a family enters one, future generations can benefit a lot! Wait ... wait!

He reached out and stopped his little son, his expression agitated and anxious: "What are you going in?"

The younger son had red ears and red ears, and was a little embarrassed. He looked at the movie theater for a while, and then looked at the village chief. Would you like to take your fortune with your brother? "

The village chief was about to say something to him, and another figure hurried past him.

Is his eldest son.

"Don't come back!" The head of the village hurriedly reached out to hold each other, but did not hold it. The eldest son disappeared into the thick fog, and even the younger son took the opportunity to drill out of his palm and chased into the thick fog.

Things went out of control.

Not only the villagers but the two of them took the lead, and the villagers rushed in together.

How many people can resist the temptation to change the fate of one person and one family?

... Everyone remembers the benefits the cinema can give them, but they can't remember what it costs ...

"Come back! Come back soon, you can't go!" The village chief shouted lonely at the door.

The sound passed into the mist, and in response to him was a loud noise-the door was closed.

"Ah ... Ah ..." The village chief sat on his knees with one leg softly, two hands on his face, pulling the wrinkles on his head, muttering, "What have I done ..."

Da da da……

He turned his head and saw a person standing beside him, slowly looking up, he murmured: "Ning Qing ..."

Ning Qing stooped to pick up the landlord's mask on the ground and said to him, "Good job."

After that, Ning Qing laughed, and the laughter grew louder and louder, "Hahahaha !!!"

Suddenly the laughter stopped and he turned around.

Ning Yuren's conditional reflection is in front of Ning Ning-even if she suspects that Ning Ning is not her true daughter now, but an audience wearing her through the cinema.

Ning Qing came to the two of them, then stopped and passed the mask forward.

"What are you doing?" Ning Yuren asked alertly.

"Do you know how this thing came?" Ning Qing shook his mask up and down, shaking off a piece of rain. "It was originally a box, a box for things ... guess what is it for?"

Ning Yuren glanced down at the mask, then looked up at him: "... life movie theater?"

"Yeah." Ning Qingyi sighed. "The former landlord can take the cinema ... that is, the theater is walking around because the box containing the theater is in his hand. Later the owner was killed and the box was demolished It became four copies, one of which was used as the material for the carving mask. "

After that, he passed the mask in the direction of both of them.

Ning Yuren not only refused, but opened his hands more vigilantly, protecting Ningning behind him.

"How did you know this?" Ning Ning asked, looking at Ning Qing from behind her.

He knew too much.

What the village chief doesn't know, mother doesn't know, even many mask people don't know, why does he know all?

Ning Ning hesitated, and asked, "Are you really ... Grandpa?"

"Is that you?"

Ning Ning and Ning Qing turned their heads at the same time. Cui Hongmei stood not far away, her eyes staring straight at this side.

The village was so busy because of the ancestor worship ceremony that there was only one place left. Originally weaving table seats, now only toasting wine glasses, one glass, no one to drink. The original seats were empty, but now they are empty and there is no audience. There are only a few people on the stage. Ning Ning, Ning Yuren, village chief, Li Boyue, Wen Yu ...

And Cui Hongmei and Ning Qing.

Gently looking at each other, the young man with dark hair smiled and called, "Little Plum."

The old woman with wrinkles and gray hair froze and ran towards him involuntarily.

Crossing the boundary that can't be crossed, the two hugged together, and their white hair nestled against their black hair.

Looking at this scene, Ning Ning couldn't help but doubt it.

Is she thinking too much?

Maybe this is not a movie theater, but a real grandfather? After all, she might admit the wrong person, but grandma would never admit the wrong person.

The two hug for a while, Cui Hongmei raised her hand to take off the mask on Ning Qing's face, but Ning Qing grabbed her wrist and shook her head gently.

"I should go," he said, then let go of his embrace. "Go back, don't follow me."

"Where are you going?" Cui Hongmei looked at the movie theater behind him. "Is that place? Really the same as what they said ... they have everything in it?"

Ning Qing smiled and shook her head: "There are only four things in that place-joy and sorrow."

After speaking, he pushed Cui Hongmei away, turned and walked into the thick fog, and the voice came far away: "Life cinema is not a place to fulfill people's wishes. It is collecting masks ... Each mask actually represents a person. Life, joy, or sadness, or anger, or joy. "

His voice disappeared into the thick fog.

The mask of the landlord symbolizing anger was left in Cui Hongmei's hands.

Cui Hongmei embraced the mask and looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Ning Yuren, screaming: "Why don't you go in?"

Ning Yuren was confused: "I ..."

"As long as one family goes in, future generations can benefit immensely!" Cui Hongmei repeated the words of the village chief, her eyes burning, "I don't know who the two of them are right, but since there is a place, you can change Daddy's destiny can change my destiny, why don't you go? "

"... what do you want me to do?"

Cui Hongmei has always been difficult to fill in the gap. At this moment, she had a lot of things in her heart. The inexhaustible money in the car house opened her mouth, and only one thing came up: "... Bring your father back. "

Ning Yuren closed his eyes in pain: "... I can't do it."

"... Why?" Cui Hongmeileng said, "This is not a difficult thing to do, you have done all the harder things, you have all changed from being a little girl in the countryside into the shadow, what else can you do? your turn……"

Her expression gradually twisted with anger, screaming: "You can go in for yourself, you can't go in for the two of us? How can you be so cold-blooded and unfilial! You won't go, I'll go!"

"No ticket, you can't get in! It's a dead end if you go!"

"Then give me your ticket!"

Ning Yuren looked at her with complex eyes, then shook his head.

Seeing that he could not get a ticket from the other side, Cui Hongmei turned to look at Ningning: "You ... give me your ticket! Don't learn your mother so cold-blooded!"

Ning Yuren raised her hand to stop her, and then turned back to Ning Ning and said, "What are you waiting for? Enter the cinema, you can end the movie when you enter, and go back to your own body."

Ning Ning also looked at her with complicated eyes. She was using this method to confirm whether the person in front of her was her real daughter or an audience from the cinema.

There are thousands of words in my heart. Now is not the time to confide. Ning Ning rushed to the stage, raised the smell of rain, and then in the surprised and relieved eyes of Ning Yuren, helped him walk into the dense fog.

Getting a little girl to walk with a tall man in her personal capacity would make her extremely strenuous.

But Ningning didn't feel struggling.

He is very light.

"... when did you wake up?" She asked.

Putting her right hand on her shoulder, she tried hard not to burden her, struggling to support her body, walking step by step, Wen Yu said, "I woke up for a while, sorry, the body has no strength and didn't help you. "

"Nothing," Ningning said.

The white mist was flowing beside them, like a galaxy.

"... Is this always the case?" Wen Yu asked suddenly.

"what?"

"I've been in the cinema and become one after another in the theater. Why? Is it for ... tempering acting?"

Ningning thought about it, "It was like this in the beginning."

"and after?"

Ning Ning turned to look at him. Was it an illusion? He now looked at her eyes, unspeakable tenderness, unspeakable intimacy.

"Later, I found out that I didn't walk through a movie, but I wore it into someone's life." Ningning murmured, "I don't face an actor, but a real person, sometimes ... ... I don't know how to face them. "

"Is it you?" Wen Yu stared at her and asked, "Zhang Xinai-the one who called me for help?"

Ningning hesitated and nodded.

"Ningning." Wen Yu laughed. "The little Ningning who held me in 1997 and insisted that I accompany her to save people."

Ningning nodded again.

"Yun Lin." Wen Yu smiled deeper. "The teacher Yun Lin who told me he had amnesia."

Ningning nodded again, then said helplessly: "All right, it's me."

"Including Youling in" The Man in the Picture? "

"Ok."

"So ..." Wen Yu's expression suddenly became a little tense, took a deep breath, and then called gently and carefully, as if she was afraid that her voice would be too shocked to break a dream, "Aunt Xiaoning?"