I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

It was an old woman, dirty and old, as if she hadn't taken a bath in years, her hair was greasy and her clothes were torn.

"Isn't it today?" She glanced at the poster at the door, muttered, and turned and left.

"Wait!" Ningning hurried to catch up. "I'm sorry, do you sell the tickets in your hand?"

The guard pulled aside, pulling her back from the rain to the roof.

"She won't sell." Looking at the staggering back, he said lightly, "She has been waiting for a film for fifteen years, and she will wait as long as she is not dead."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden brake.

Ning Ning turned around and saw a private car fleeing in a panic. The old woman was lying motionless on the ground. Even so, she still kept the movie ticket on her chest.

An hour later, the hospital.

The doctor came out of the operating room, said a few words to Ning Ning, and then shook his head.

"She's going to die," he said. "What's the matter, let's hurry up now."

Ningning opened the door and slowly walked towards the dying old woman inside.

"I can't die, I can't die ..." When I got closer, I could hear her faint voice and tried to cheer myself up. "I haven't seen that movie, I can't die ..."

What kind of film is worth waiting for 15 years alone? In the end, what kind of film makes a person linger and die?

"Mother-in-law." Ningning asked her, "What is your family's contact information?"

The old woman didn't say any contact information of any one person, she turned her disappointed eyes towards Ning Ning, and finally gathered a little light. She said weakly, "I know you, you are an actress, I once took a car When I saw someone else's video on your phone, I was kicked out of the car before I watched it, and said I smelled ... hehe, me, I like your video. "

Ning Ning froze for a moment, but did not expect that this was still her passerby.

"I heard you call me before." The old woman raised a hand, "Do you want this?"

A crumpled old movie ticket lay in her palm, even when it was operated on.

It was too hypocritical to say no at this time, and Ningning nodded calmly.

"The ticket can be given to you, but you, you need to help me." The old woman suddenly reached out and grabbed Ningning's wrist, and begged pitifully. "Help me watch that film, help me ... help me save him."

Ningning felt strange: "Who save?"

"Yes, in my clothes pocket." The old woman's voice became weaker and weaker.

Ning Ning pulled out a photo from her pocket, a small corner cut out of another photo, and it was a little boy about eight or nine years old. He looked a little hesitant and lowered his eyes to avoid the camera. Like a sensitive fawn.

"You, you must watch his film." The old woman looked at Ningning eagerly. "You must find a way to save him ..."

Ning Ning felt ridiculous and spent fifteen years waiting for a movie just to get into the movie and change the fate of a character in the movie? But after ridiculous, she felt excusable, because if there was the same opportunity in front of her, she would also be willing to return to the Circus of the Republic of China, change the dad and change the fate of all people.

So other people can laugh at this old woman, but she can't.

"Go save him, save him, save him anyway, even if I sacrifice myself ... and ..." When the weakness reaches the end, it becomes a terrible retrospective, and the old woman suddenly gets out of the bed Sitting up, her thin hand dragged Ning Ning to the front, and shouted at her exhaustedly, "1988! 1988 !!! 1988 !!!"

After three 1988 roars, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her throat gurgled twice, then she fell silently.

drop--

Ning Ning looked up and saw a straight line on the ECG.

The funeral was done very well. Two people from the funeral company rushed over when they went out. They almost fought to grab the business. For the movie ticket in hand, Ning Ning chose one of them and paid the old woman's funeral expenses, and let them help determine the identity of the deceased by the way.

Rich enough to handle things, the identity of the old woman soon came out, her name was Wen Xiaoning.

"You are such a great person." The person from the funeral company said with a sweat, "We called her family and heard that she was dead. I immediately hung up my phone and made a dozen calls to get through, spraying me ten A few times, and then told me I didn't know this person. "

This is probably why the old woman didn't tell anyone's contact information. She wasn't married, had no husband, no children, no friends, no family. The only thing she could contact was one of her brothers. Dead, neither willing to come to see her for a final look, nor willing to pay a penny for her funeral.

An lonely old woman who seemed to be abandoned by the world.

Her only legacy is an old movie ticket.

Other than that, she has nothing.

After cooking these miscellaneous things, the day passed again. At night, Ning Ning was holding a movie ticket in his hand and walking on the way to the cinema of life, thinking: "I can't promise you anything, you waited ten I have n’t waited for five years, I ca n’t ... ”

She walked for a while and stopped in front of the cinema.

"Ah," Ningning murmured, "you should wait another day."

Ahead, the poster in front of the cinema has changed.

The original "Scarlet Stage" is gone, replaced by another poster.

On the poster is a dark swamp. The little boy in the old lady's photo stands in the middle of the swamp. There are many people near the swamp, but they all watched him sink. Let the silence sink.

Title: "Abandoned Child"

Starring: Wen Yu

Ning Ning stood for a long time in front of the poster before turning her head and asking the guard: "What about yesterday's movie?"

"It's coming." The guard leaned against the wall, always so concise.

"When will it be released again?" Ningning asked.

"Who knows." The doorman replied very casually.

Ning Ning took her eyes back to the poster in front of her, and she had no other choice. The day after tomorrow was the time to reply to Chen Dao, and she still didn't know the answer.

Now she has two choices in front of her. First, continue to wait and see if the film tomorrow night can be hooked up with "The Phantom of the Cinema". This possibility is really very small, and she screamed and answered Chen Dao. The odds are the same. The second is to enter the film in front of me and use the time difference between inside and outside to think about how to answer, how to perform, and how to do it.

Ning Ning chose the method she thought was the safest.

Passing the ticket in hand to the guard, Ningning said, "I want to go in."

The guard's gaze slid from her face to the ticket in her hand. This time, instead of simply taking it over, she asked in a deep voice: "Are you ready?"

Ningning thought he was a little weird. He didn't talk so much last time.

She replied, "Yes."

The gatekeeper stared at her for a long time, as if she didn't want to say it, but she had to say, "Which time do you want to specify?"

Ningning wondered, "when?"

"You have an even-numbered ticket." The guard said, "an even-numbered ticket can specify the time you enter."

After hearing this, Ning Ning hurriedly looked down at the ticket in his hand.

At first she didn't see the difference, but after he reminded her, she found out that the ticket in her hand was different from the ticket that her mother gave her before, although it was also a thin piece of yellow paper with life on it. The movie theater, but the seat of this ticket is very high, which is four rows ahead of her previous ticket, ranking 12th in the top four rows.

On the round stamp on the left, there are not only the three characters for admission, but also two small red pens—designation.

Like the guard said, this is a designated ticket.

One even-numbered ticket that can specify the entrance time.

"The protagonist Wen Yu's birth and death year is from 1980 to 1988. You can designate any year in this range to enter." The guard asked, "What date did you specify?"

Ningning remembered the three 1988s that the old woman was snarling on the bed.

The significance of this number is here.

1988-The old woman hopes that she can wear it until the year when the protagonist Wen Yu dies, then help him and change the fate of his death.

But specifically on the day of 1988? Also, how did the old woman know that the protagonist would die? Could it be that she has seen this film before, because she can't accept the ending, so she has been waiting for the film to be released again? It's a pity that she died. Too many questions will always become doubts and cannot be answered.

"Can you tell me exactly when the protagonist died for any reason?" Ning Ning tried to get an answer from the guard.

But the guard shook her head and said, "I can't spoil."

No way, Ning Ning had to say, "1987."

Just in case, she decides to enter one year in advance so that she can have enough time to prepare. Besides helping to hear the rain, she can still have some time to deal with her personal problems ...

The janitor took the ticket she had handed out, and after tearing it off, she let her body go: "One person, one vote.

Ningning looked at the wooden door behind him. After a few seconds, he raised his foot and walked towards the wooden door.

"Wait." As the shoulder passed, the guard's voice sounded from behind her.

Ning Ning stepped back and looked back.

The guard stood outside the door and looked back at her. The night was dark and the lantern was on. He stood at the junction of light and darkness, and the snow-white mask on his face was sensitive to light.

"... Try to stay away from the protagonist as much as possible." Xuebai mask was facing Ningning, his gaze came from behind the mask.

What does he mean? Ning Ning looked at him, but he didn't mean to explain any more. He turned back and kept his duty at the door.

Ning Ning had to enter the cinema with doubts, perhaps because the ticket was different. This time the staff was far more enthusiastic than last time. The little girl wearing an ancient lady mask led her to the seat and gave it away. She had a drink. Ning Ning just took two sips. The light was dim, the screen was bright, and the movie began.

The first line of text to appear on the screen.

"This film is based on a real story."

Then came the voice of a little boy, singing with a pure and immaculate childish voice: "The world kissed me with pain, and I sang it until my voice was taken away, and I could no longer sing."

Ningning put the drink at hand and thought: Here it is.

Just like the last time, she was locked in a chair, unable to speak, unable to move, men and women, elderly children, strange sounds from far to near, more and more real sounded in her ears.

Until the end, the poster on the front door was born out of nothing and slowly added a name.

Title: "Abandoned Child"

Starring: Wen Yu, Ning Ning

small theater

Axia: "Mrs. Do you have any last words?"

The old woman glanced at the guard: "You ... this ... a ... crow ... mouth ..."