I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

The cup was placed on the table, and the long fingers slowly stroked the edge of the cup. Pei Xuan asked slowly: "Who are you playing?"

Ningning blinked quickly.

"For these days, you have played a person in front of me, a conservative old-fashioned, and a little bit old, and an old nun who is afraid of Li Pingping who is afraid of everything." Pei Xuan looked at her with a smile, "but you and I Know ... you're not like that at all. "

Ningning chuckled in his heart.

"I don't know why you're dressed like this. To be honest, I'd rather watch you wear the red and green skirt that was tasteless last time." Pei Xuan raised her hand to her and then shook her head. "Everyone So familiar, can you be more honest? "

Red green skirt ...

After the two separated, Ning Ning returned to the dormitory, holding the idea of ​​trying it out. From the cabinet, she pulled out a red on the left and a green on the right, an exotic flag ... oh no! Take a closer look, this is really a skirt! How can a person with a distorted mind buy such a thing?

But no matter what Ning Ningduo didn't want to admit, this skirt was placed in her cabinet, which was bought by Yun Lin, and it might have been worn by Pei Xuan before.

Therefore, what Pei Xuan said is likely to be true, conservative and stern, and it's just a promise-all these are the illusions of others! Ningning's illusion! The real Yun Lin is not such a person.

"You are back." Li Pingping came out of the bathroom after washing her head, and seemed to be in a hurry to know the result. The foam on her head was not cleaned, floated on her head, and floated to the sky. "What's the matter with Mr. Pei?" ? "

Ning Ning looked at her holding her skirt.

When two people are together, there must be a strong side and a weak side. Ning Ning has always felt that the strong side is Li Pingping and the weak side is her. But is this really the case?

"A candlelight dinner and an appointment." Ningning said, "I promised to go to his house next week, he will transform the bedroom into what I like, to give some advice, you said that the Western-style transformation is better Or is it better in Chinese? "

Li Pingping had originally prepared a smile for a villain, but after hearing Ning Ning's answer, he directly twisted into a smile for a villain's constipation.

"... It's impossible!" She didn't seem to believe at all, or she could not accept Ning Ning's words, "I know Mr. Pei has broken up with you, don't try to lie to me, you are deceiving yourself, you ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"If you want us to break up, you shouldn't ask him." Ning Ning walked in front of her, and slowly put her right hand on her cheek. "You should ask me."

A half-length mirror hangs on the wall. The mirror shows the silhouettes of two people, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat. Strong and weak are colliding together, and they are trying to divide the height.

"Hah? Please?" Li Pingping said stiffly, she tried to be stronger, but the last sentence was timid, "... why do I ask you?"

"Because your last resort has run out, but it's useless, Pei Xuan still didn't break up with me." Ning Ning laughed. She didn't deliberately show strength, but when one side showed weakness, she would naturally look strong. "You can only ask me to take the initiative to break up with him."

Li Pingping stared at her face.

As time passed by minute by minute, Li Pingping's face became more and more angry, as if the next second would turn anger into violence.

"... I don't understand." She crunched with two fists and gritted her teeth. "You are neither beautiful nor kind, Yan Qing regards you as her best friend, you two old She was sleeping on a pillow, and she told you everything, but when you were about to harm her, she was not soft at all ... why did Mr. Pei choose you? "

These words seemed to exhaust her last strength. As soon as she finished, she felt like her body had been evacuated. She leaned back a few steps, leaned weakly on the closet, her whole body fell down like a forty or fifty Aged old woman looking down at her hands.

"... Why is it the same again?" She murmured, "I wasn't you for the flower delivery at the funeral, but he still fancy you. He said he wanted to find an ordinary girl with a good heart. But you are not this kind of person. It is useless to tell him the truth, I have no use for anything ... "

She was talking, sobbing.

Ning Ning looked at her with a look of confusion, as if she did not understand what she had just said, but in fact her heart was already choppy, and she felt that she had guessed Li Pingping's true identity.

Another guest at Life Cinema.

The one who sat with his back to Ning Ning could not tell whether he was a man or a woman, or a guest who was always young.

Now she turned her face and showed her face in front of Ning Ning.

This guest is Li Pingping herself. In her old age, she holds an odd number of designated tickets. With the odd number of designated tickets, she can designate the characteristics of someone other than the protagonist in the movie.

That's why she said, "Why is it the same again?"

This is a lucky man. This is a bad luck.

Once again, she actually walked around her old path, and went back and forth to the same place ...

"I beg you." After crying halfway, Li Pingping suddenly hugged Ning Ning's arm and prayed with tears in her face, "I have such a chance, you help me, you give him to me, as long as you put Mr. Pei Let me do whatever you want. "

Ning Ning looked at her silently.

Looking at the real Li Pingping.

After a while, I slowly turned my head and looked at myself in the bust—the real Yun Lin.

This is really a terrible woman.

Ning Ning has never seen such a person. Everything she showed in front of others was in disguise, even the books in her room and the clothes hanging in the cabinet were all in disguise, or maybe it was just her side, floating on the surface side, but she still had On the other side, hidden under the old-fashioned face, in the old clothes, in the bloated body——

What exactly is this side?

I'm afraid only Pei Xuan has seen it. I'm afraid only Pei Xuan knows the real answer.

There seems to be only one option to get an answer from him ...

Ning Ning looked down at the red and green skirt in her hand, her face was awkward, and her eyes were delicate.

On the weekend, Pei Xuan's family.

A jingle sounded, and the doorbell rang.

Pei Xuan, who was setting up a candlelight dinner, came over, stretched out his hand and opened the door. When he saw the figure at the door, his eyes were delicate.

Ning Ning stood at the door, her hair was always tied up, and her makeup was always a little light on her face. These were not the points. The point was ... she wore a red-green skirt underneath.

"Do you know?" She laughed at herself. "When I was crossing the street, the car on the side stopped when I saw it, and the car on the other side started when I saw it. I think they regarded me as a traffic light."

Pei Xuan was amused by her and laughed as she turned away: "They just dumped for you, just like me."

Ning Ning walked into the house. She always behaved with a restrained attitude, like a young girl in love, but tonight she looked bolder. She kicked off her shoes and walked into the villa. The attitude was as if the hostess had returned to her home. He walked into the restaurant at the door, and picked up the wine glass on the table and drank.

After drinking a whole glass of wine, Ning Ning took a breath and turned to look behind him.

Pei Xuan leaned against the wall and looked at her with her arms folded. She was not surprised or dissatisfied with her appearance.

She guessed right, the relationship between the two of them is very special.

It is neither a lover nor a better lover, neither a husband or a wife. If you want to use the most appropriate word to describe it, it is probably accomplice.

Ning Ning suddenly dropped the wine glass and walked towards him, suddenly reached out and grabbed his tie, pulling him hard to himself.

The two kissed.

Fierce, lingering, and fierce, as if two poisonous snakes were kissing.

After five full minutes, they separated from each other.

It took so long that when he separated, Pei Xuan couldn't maintain the consistent decentness of Sven. His hair was a little messy, his breathing was a little messy, and even his tie was torn. He raised his hand and pressed his own gold rim. With glasses, he smiled and looked down at the same panting woman in front of him, and asked, "Are you satisfied now?"

Ning Ning looked up and smiled at him. Lipstick fainted at the corners of her lips, and she was gorgeous.

"A perfect lover, a perfect love, are you satisfied?" Pei Xuan rubbed the lipstick on the corner of her lips with her thumb, with a teasing voice, "Should I propose to you now?"

This sentence is really familiar.

I remembered.

Yun Lin's diary reads such a paragraph.

"On April 4th, Yun. Yan Qing said that Mr. Pei had proposed to her, and I was so envious of it. I also wanted to have a perfect relationship with such a perfect person, and then have a perfect marriage."

Ning Ning used to think it was a single love diary, but now it seems that I am not.

April 4th, was it the day when the two of them became accomplices, a perfect lover, a perfect love, a perfect wedding, is that the reason why Yun Lin started Yan Qing?

Ning Ning laughed, "Kneel down."

Pei Xuan froze for a while, then knelt down in front of her with one knee, and pulled her hand in front of her, asking with affection: "Yunlin, would you marry me?"

"I do," Ningning said.

Li Pingping went through her life again, and she also went through Yun Lin's life again. After the death of a good friend, she married her good friend's husband.

Nothing has changed ...

Is it really so?

Ning Ning slowly turned her head to look at the picture frame hanging on the wall, which was the same illusion as last time, and Yan Qing on the picture frame blinked at her.