Inside the airport lounge.
Jian Yixin half-closed her eyes, she didn't answer 09, and instead asked:
"What is the progress of the mission now?"
"Defeng won important awards, and its progress has increased by 3%. Its overseas popularity has risen sharply, and its progress has increased by 2%."
"After the comprehensive routine progress has risen, the task has been carried out to 94% and is close to completion."
"Only 6 percent left."
The host's voice sounded like a sigh.
09 Looking at the host's appearance, he always felt that he should say something.
While in a hurry, she suddenly received a new notice from the evaluation department of the Quick Pass Bureau, and 09 immediately became full of energy:
"The birthday party is over, the reputation of the task object is increased, and the progress is increased by 1%. At present, the task progress has reached 95%."
"After the evaluation of the Quick Pass game, the world has reached a stable state, and the efficiency mode can be turned on."
A new announcement for the quick pass.
Jian Yixin threw away her thoughts and frowned, "Efficiency mode?"
09 Only then did it reflect that the host was a player with 0 experience after amnesia.
Because after the host entered the state, the ability was too outstanding and the posture was too skilled, 09 was stunned, and he forgot to tell the host that this kind of rule was only known to veterans.
She is busy making up now:
"There are many mission small worlds. During the final stage of the mission, it needs to be advanced slowly for a long time, resulting in low work efficiency and the adverse effects of fast crossing the bureau's tight manpower."
"Therefore, it is stipulated in the Quick Pass game that when the mission reaches 95%, a comprehensive evaluation of the world will be conducted. Host, your mission performance is excellent, and the progress of the mission in this world is stable. You can turn on the efficiency mode and perform a timeline jump."
Jian Yixin roughly understood: "Do you mean, stop going through this period of time, and jump directly to the time when the task is completed?"
"Yes."
Outside the window, the plane that landed was like a white geese, slowly falling to the horizon and sliding forward.
Jian Yixin's eyes fell on the line it was driving over, which was left behind by it.
"If I'm not mistaken, it's the two current films of Qinglu that made the mission stable."
One is "Zhao Niang" in post-production, and the other is "Tian Lai" she is filming.
"Host wait a moment, receiving detailed information-"
"Yes, after the release of "Zhao Niang", it will increase the appeal and influence of the task object among the niche crowd."
"Of course, the more influential is 'Tian Lai'. Tian Lai will let the task object win the Best Actress Award at the fourth international film festival, reaching 99.5%."
"At the domestic premiere of "Tian Lai", it reached 100%, and the task object has been prosperous and smooth since then, and the journey has been smooth."
09's tone was as enthusiastic as selling Amway: "We can jump the timeline, and the task staff who have been working hard for ten years next door will cry with envy. Host, let's start jumping!"
After finishing speaking, seeing that the host did not show a happy mood, 09 was puzzled, and then he remembered what happened before the notification of the fast crossing.
09 suddenly became depressed, and it was over. The task target, Yazi, in this ambiguous situation, the host must be reluctant to jump.
09, who can monitor the host's heartbeat, is clear about everything, perhaps better than the host himself.
She silently covered her mouth and did not affect the host's judgment.
Jian Yixin didn't pay attention to the last sentence of 09.
Her task was accomplished so smoothly, not just because she gave Lin Qinglu enough resources and gave her Liu Han's script.
It is also because of Lin Qinglu's seriousness and dedication.
When chatting with Liu Lele, she occasionally filmed Lin Qinglu's script full of comments, and said to herself:
"Sister Qinglu read the script until midnight again. You see, she invented a lot of abbreviations, and the annotations are written like a book from heaven."
A smile appeared in Jian Yixin's eyes, maybe she didn't realize it. She subconsciously flipped through the chat log, revisiting the script photos that represented the efforts of the mission target.
The densely packed annotations, some of which are so scribbled that they are unrecognizable, feel that the owner of the writing may not be able to tell the tears are trapped.
Jian Yixin's eyes softened.
She flicked her fingertips across the screen, but suddenly stopped on a piece of scribbled writing.
She carefully identified it, and it turned out that there were three or four "flying trotters" hidden in just a few crosses.
The lines are all fluttering.
Jian Yixin realized in a trance that Lin Qinglu's love for her might also be one of the reasons why she worked so hard.
She inhaled lightly, and a light mist appeared in her calm, unwavering eyes.
Jian Yixin turned off her phone and raised her head, her eyelashes like weightless butterfly wings, slowly fanning down, she looked out the window again.
On the plane that had just landed, passengers had already come out of its stomach. Under the vast starry night, like a group of colorful ink dots, he left without looking back.
A white goose, left alone, stands frozen in the cold and indifferent winter night.
It can't be like this anymore.
This is too unfair to Lin Qinglu.
She calmed down and asked, "What is the state of this world when we are time jumping?"
"The residents of this world will not find any abnormality. During the time line jumping, they will gradually forget their cognition of the task personnel, and the traces of your existence will be erased or properly rationalized. Until the end of the task, the correct Complete oblivion of the operatives."
"Including the task object?" Jian Yixin confirmed.
It's over, if Lin Qinglu is going to forget, the host will not choose to jump.
09 sighed softly and replied truthfully: "Yes, including the task object."
Jian Yixin smiled lightly.
Some relieved, some reassured.
"Then prepare for the mission to jump."
"what?"
With the procedure implanted in 09's body, she couldn't understand the logic. She even asked cautiously: "...Are you sure?"
Jian Yixin's eyes were fixed on the beautiful and lonesome Bai Yan, and there was a soft glimmer in her eyes, and a little happiness.
Fortunately, there is such a rule for quickly passing through the bureau, which can allow her to save all this.
It can make Lin Qinglu forget the self who is destined to leave, make her life smooth and everything is successful, and at the same time, she will not be saddened by the emotional troubles that end without a problem.
"I'm sure."
As if the joy and excitement on the day of the birthday party continued to the next day, Lin Qinglu received the long-awaited email while having breakfast.
The return gift she prepared for Song Piantao was finally completed.
After communication, the Graff store personally delivered Lin Qinglu's custom-made accessories to Lin Qinglu's high-end apartment.
The iconic animal series of the Graff brand is butterflies, and Lin Qinglu commissioned his high-end jewelry designer to make butterflies.
She bought two extremely rare pure natural padparadscha. As the wings of the butterfly, the orange-pink padparadscha seemed to be full of sunset, with a unique gentle and moving, ethereal air.
Outside the two padparadscha polished into water droplets, two larger butterfly wings are surrounded by crystal broken diamonds. The hollow design makes the butterfly lighter and more graceful. When the butterfly rotates between the fingers, it is pure, bright and shining.
This is a beautiful butterfly brooch.
Lin Qinglu was so satisfied, she wished she could deliver it to Song Piangan that day and asked her if she liked it.
But Song Pian went to M City and couldn't see her today.
There is no doubt about the lethality of blingbling's jewelry to women, Liu Lele's eyes have never left the brooch:
"Sister Wuwuwu, you are too reluctant, although, I just gave you a Canadian goose. It's too expensive for you."
"She gave me more than just a piece of clothing." Lin Yinghou raised her chin and said, what does a child like Liu Lele know? They are clearly—
"Yes, the domineering CEO also gave you a bunch of resources to spoil the little actress to death." Liu Lele pondered.
"Fuck you." Lin Qinglu scolded with a smile, but couldn't hide the little pride and happiness in her eyes.
The light from outside the window hit her face, and some of it shone into the crystal clear butterfly between her white fingers, reflecting the sunset-like butterfly wings in the color of gold foil, which was extraordinarily radiant.
Lin Qinglu couldn't help but imagine Song Piantao wearing it.
Will Song Piangan like it
Will she like it
"Sister? I'm back to my senses." Liu Lele answered the phone and came back to call her, "The CEO's office told us to go to the company to see the birthday present that the domineering President Song prepared for you."
"understood."
Lin Qinglu properly put the butterfly brooch in the jewelry box and put it in the drawer of the jewelry cabinet.
Got another gift.
It's time to give Song Pian a gift again.
Lin Yinghou hadn't received the gift yet, and had already started to think about what to give Mr. Song in return.
When Jian Yixin received Lin Qinglu's call, she was not surprised at all. It could be said that she was just waiting for Lin Qinglu's call.
Lin Qinglu's voice was no longer lazy, showing a cold and hoarse quality:
"Why donated Yuehui's shares to me?"
"This is my personal birthday present to you." Jian Yixin said warmly.
"I do not need-"
"Yes, this is just the icing on the cake for you." However, if he could become a major shareholder, almost no one would be able to impose institutional restrictions on Lin Qinglu.
At least after she left, she didn't need to look at anyone before she left Yuehui and established her own studio.
"Take it, it's just my heart."
What are your thoughts
Jian Yixin's voice was too gentle, with soothing, and an indescribable feeling.
It seems that the owner who is unable to raise pets, gives the pet to others, the last tenderness when saying goodbye.
Lin Qinglu on the other end of the phone noticed something, but couldn't catch anything. For the first time, there was confusion in her eyes.
But when she saw this birthday present, she called Jane Yixin almost immediately.
At this moment, there was a director and Jian Yixin's lawyer sitting across from them, watching her movements with bated breath.
In front of these people, she couldn't say anything.
"When are you coming back from City M?" Lin Qinglu suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and even had a hint of panic, her voice became even more hoarse, "Let's meet again."
There was a slight smile on the opposite side: "Can't you trust me?"
"You sign first, okay?"
Lin Qinglu was very willing to listen to her, but this time she didn't want to.
However, the gift of shares is far from being solved by signing a letter. There are other procedures to be done. Just signing a letter does not mean accepting the gift.
"Okay." Lin Qinglu glanced at the papers and pursed her lips.
She emphasized again that even she herself did not know the meaning of the emphasis:
"I signed it, you must come back."
Jian Yixin didn't answer, she said, "Go."
Lin Qinglu didn't hang up the phone, but there was a clattering sound of paper turning pages.
She seemed to be stubbornly saying that she was signing, so Jian Yixin had to fulfill her promise to go back to see her as soon as possible.
The two faced off for a moment in this bizarre form.
Others seemed to sense something was wrong, no one said a word whether it was Li Dong beside Jian Yixin or Liu Lele who always talked a lot over Lin Qinglu.
In the extraordinarily quiet atmosphere, Jian Yixin thought about it for a while, but did not think of a suitable farewell speech.
If you can't say anything, don't say it.
She spoke to the phone and whispered "goodbye", which was drowned out by the sound of paper turning pages.
When Lin Qinglu noticed the phone again, the screen was already dark.
The person on the other end of the phone has disappeared.
After getting the confirmation from the lawyer, Jian Yixin was relieved.
The follow-up procedures can be perfected with the Song family's ability, so she has no worries.
There was a faint smile on her lips: "09, you can start the time jump."
With the program of 09, I can't understand the complex emotions in this smile.
09 hesitated and said, "Is there really no need to go back to see the target of the mission? It's not too urgent to go through the game quickly."
Jian Yixin shook her head slowly but firmly.
no good no see.
"Okay. Turn on productivity mode for you—"
"Tian Lai" won the Best Screenplay Award and Best Actress at the Film Festival, and returned to China with praise and flowers.
Before it was released, the wind was blowing all over the country, and finally tonight, the premiere is about to be held.
When the person in charge of Yuehui's activities came to Lin Qinglu with an alternative cinema, Lin Qinglu unceremoniously decided on the cinema closest to his apartment for personal gain.
What a relief.
The makeup artist brought the team to her house for styling, and Ji Liu, as a guest actress, also had to attend the premiere.
Ji Liu is worthy of being a good sister of Lin Yingying. Although her personalities are very different, she is very easy to troubleshoot. She rushed over from the crew of the film and television base and heard that the sisters had called up a makeup team for door-to-door service and immediately delivered herself to the door. Styling with the sister's apartment and team.
She came in with a bag, and there was light snow outside. Even with an umbrella, some snow still floated on her body and turned into cool snow.
Fortunately, there was heating in the room, Ji Liu took off his coat and leaned behind Lin Ying, who was doing his hair, to take a look:
"Tsk, are you watching Zhao Niang dance again?"
"Ning is too narcissistic. I watch my own movies every day. I've seen you ten times, and you have to take time to watch this episode eight times, isn't it embarrassing?"
"It's not me." Lin Qinglu held the phone, her eyes hadn't left the gentle dancing gesture, her voice was lazy, "This is a dance substitute, I can't dance."
"It's even more incomprehensible if it's a dance. Do you like people? I'll ask the director for contact information later?"
"he does not know."
Ji Liu reacted for two seconds: "...Wait, do you really want it?"
"You are Queen Lin Ying! Hua Guo-no, the only one in the world who won the Best Actress in the Four Shadows Grand Slam, is this the only one that can be expected?"
Lin Yinghou licked her ears: "You are so noisy."
"… "
"What about the things you were asked to bring?"
"Please don't say a bag of desserts in the tone of an underground party." Ji Liu threw the bag into Lin Yinghou's arms, "I don't understand, why did you fall in love with the butterflies in the film and television base?"
"Isn't the time-honored Butterfly Crisp from other online celebrity shops not fragrant?"
Lin Qinglu untied the bag, took out the Butterfly Crisp and took a bite of the sweetness. After eating one, the addiction was relieved, and he chuckled lightly:
"I don't know, maybe I've become a picky eater."
"Damn, it took a year or two to pick it up, but life hasn't worn away the edges and corners." Ji Liu muttered, and Gu Zi packed himself up and went.
The make-up artist who did Lin Qinglu's hair wanted to support Lin Qinglu and said:
"Mr. Lin has achieved such a big achievement at such a young age, and he is still the chief director of Yuehui. Of course, he wants what he wants. How can he be like us mortals, and he has to be tempered by life."
Under the expectations of the makeup artist, Lin Yingying did not say polite words to her, but clicked on the mobile phone to play it repeatedly, which can be called a brainwashing cycle of dancing clips:
"do you know her?"
The makeup artist took a closer look: "Where do I know this - but this is a popular episode of Zhao Niang. I remember that when Zhao Niang was released, it was spread all over the Internet, and everyone wanted to find this dancer, and many people imitated her dance..."
"She dances really well." Finally, the makeup artist was fascinated and sighed sincerely.
Yeah, it dances really well.
Astonishing talent is stunning, intriguing.
But why doesn't anyone know her
Why can't I even remember her
The whole world has forgotten her, and her memory has forgotten her, and only the one from the depths of the heart—or more appropriately, the soul—is looking for her.
Lin Qinglu had also found other people like this.
Every time she returns to Yuehui, she always walks around, as if unintentionally, and asks Yuehui's employees, "Does Yuehui not have a CEO?"
Everyone told her that Yuehui had only one president.
After asking a lot, everyone said that Lin Yinghou wanted to be the executive layer, and it was rumored that she had nose and eyes. Even on the board of directors, someone asked her if she wanted to be the first CEO of Yuehui.
Lin Qinglu subconsciously denied it.
The denial in her heart was even heavier. What first term? The first CEO is already there, and he is very capable and skilled.
Later, Lin Qinglu stopped asking, and didn't like going to Yuehui anymore.
Going a lot, thinking a lot, and thinking about it, I can't think of an answer.
She never felt that it was wrong that the world had forgotten them, nor that she was the only one who remembered their existence.
That awareness was soberly rooted in her life, her soul.
Lin Qinglu looked at the figure on the screen with nostalgia, even greedily.
She wants to find her.
But I don't know if I can find her in this life.
Liu Lele came in in a hurry and said:
"Sister, a necklace is missing from the jewelry provided by the brand, and it's too late to make up for it. Shall we borrow it from another place?"
"No need, use my own." Lin Qinglu stretched out, her slender arms stretched out like swan wings, "I always borrow the brand's. I bought my own for a few years, and I haven't had the chance to wear it."
"okay."
After Lin Qinglu's long curly hair was finished, she tucked her hair up, carried her skirt to the cloakroom, and in the center was her jewelry cabinet.
She is busy with work and doesn't stay home. Sometimes she just takes a nap when she comes back, and leaves the next day. Fortunately, there is a special person to clean it. The jewelry cabinet is not stained, and you can see the various colors of jewelry inside through the glass, which is pleasing to the eye.
However, Lin Qinglu knew her habits. On the surface, they were just ordinary accessories, and the real good things were put into the small drawers of the cabinet by herself.
She opened the drawer, and on the black velvet cloth, the complete set of jewelry from the auction house was shining brightly. The jewelry of top designers was low-key and restrained. She glanced at it, but was attracted by a pure white and low-key jewelry box in the corner.
Uncontrollably, she reached for it.
"What big treasures do sisters have, and they also borrow two pieces of clothing from the poor eighteenth line."
Ji Liu came over after changing the dress, but saw that his sister was holding an open jewelry box in her hand, she was stunned, her lips trembled a few times, and then she managed to speak:
"… flutter."
Even his voice seemed to be trembling.
Ji Liu suddenly did not dare to speak loudly.
She always felt that Lin Qinglu, who had always been indifferent to everything, seemed to be hit by a sudden shock, her back was weak, and her figure was dazed.
Efficiency mode is a very strange thing, it is said to be a time jump, but Jian Yixin seems to be alone in a space full of linearity, time rushes forward like a light visible to the naked eye, and she walks slowly in it.
After only two steps, his consciousness fell into an endless slumber until it was awakened by the system.
"The progress of the mission has reached 99.5%, the world is deviated, and the host needs to go to correct it."
"Efficiency mode released."
09's voice was a little anxious, and before Jian Yixin could react, she was thrown out of this strange space by a soft force.
In a blink of an eye, she appeared in a street, surrounded by prosperous, neon lights flashing, and snow reflected everywhere, as if it was a commercial street.
There was still snow that was as soft as goose feathers in the sky. Fortunately, Jane Yixin was also wearing winter clothes, otherwise it must be weird.
"Is this... the winter in two years?" Jian Yixin guessed, reaching for the snow.
"Yes." 09 said, "There is a cognitive bug at the task subject. For unknown reasons, the task subject found traces of the host that once existed, and his cognition of you is gradually recovering."
"So, at the end of the mission, you need to appear in front of her and tell her everything."
"Tell her?" Jian Yixin frowned. "And after telling her? Will she be in pain? Can't you just eliminate it?"
09's voice seemed to have a layer of icy chill on the snowy night:
"Tell her that it is to complete her memory. After the completion, it will be cleared twice."
"If it is removed directly, it may affect her own memory."
Jian Yixin exhaled a warm white breath and said, "I understand."
She looked around, and effortlessly saw the crowd pouring into the brightly lit cinema.
09 also said in a timely manner: "The task object is there."
The premiere was in progress. After Lin Qinglu participated in the event, she temporarily returned to the second floor to rest while Ji Liu interacted.
On her knees is the Canada Goose that she has been wearing for two years. Liu Lele knows that she likes to wear it, but she has never seen Sister Qinglu touching the goose's Yazi, as if she is not touching a down jacket. is touching girlfriend:
"Sister, is this down jacket any different today?" Liu Lele couldn't help asking.
Lin Qinglu's eyes drooped down, and she seemed a little disappointed: "No."
The difference is her.
It turns out that Wudi and the CEO are the same person, it turns out that she is looking for Song Piantao, it turns out that as long as Song Piantao wants to disappear, she will forget her as she wishes.
"Ah, the snow outside is getting heavier and heavier. I don't know if the expressway will be closed. We have to go tonight..." Liu Lele opened the curtains and muttered.
Lin Qinglu also followed Xue.
With just one glance, under the bizarre neon lights on both sides of the street, in the dazed goose feather snow, in the boundless darkness of the night, she saw a figure.
The soul is clamoring - it's her.
It's Song Pian.
Lin Qinglu suddenly picked up the hem of her long skirt and rushed out.
"Sister Qinglu???" Liu Lele was dumbfounded, hurried after a few steps, but was blocked by the door thrown by Lin Qinglu.
It's Song Pian.
It is indeed her. In the past two years, she has never mistaken any figure for her.
what is this
Is she someone living in her own consciousness? Is she what she imagined
Why did she leave silently two years ago, and everyone's memory of her also left.
Liu Lele doesn't know a sister Xiao Wu, and there is one person missing from her birthday party video. There are no two words that make her heart palpitate on the ridiculous CP chart on the Internet—
And why, when he finally finally remembered her by chance, she appeared.
She appeared, she came back—
The high-heeled shoes under her feet stepped on the soft snow on the steps of the movie theater, splashing star cream on Lin Qinglu's beautiful and slender haute couture dress.
It seems that some force has cleared the scene here. It is obviously a bustling commercial street. At this time, only neon lights are flashing in the sky, and snow is falling all over the world.
She saw that Song Pian was wearing a black coat with long hair scattered behind her, quietly looking at her from a distance of four or five meters.
"Long time no see." Song Pian said.
His face was Song Pian's, and his voice was Song's, Song Pian's.
Lin Qinglu gasped for two breaths, her chest heaving constantly.
She walked down the steps, and there was more snow on the ground, as if the street had not been walked in a while.
The snow is white and soft, with an icy light.
She stepped on the snow to crunch, and walked towards Song Pianda step by step.
Her dress was sleeveless, snowflakes fell on her bare skin, and the cold wind raged, but her body's blood was boiling, hot and thin.
As if breathing were hot.
Song Pian.
Song Pian walked towards him, frowning slightly, her voice helpless and gentle:
"Why don't you wear a coat?"
That Canada Goose
Lin Qinglu didn't speak, she didn't dare to wait for Song Pian to come over, she was still walking hard, pulling her high heels out of the snow.
Snow had already covered her bare feet and ankles, but she didn't dare to wait for Song Pian to come over.
The last time Song Piangao said it, he didn't come. She can't wait for her.
"I'm going up to find you."
Look, Song Piantao said so.
I do not believe. Lin Qinglu said in her heart.
But she asked, "Where have you been? These two years."
After a while, about the time when dozens of snowflakes fell, Song Pian said:
"I'm still in this world."
Lin Qinglu keenly discovered the subtext:
"Are you still here in the future?"
Song Pian was silent, like a snowflake.
At this moment, the snow fell more and more densely.
There was a flash of light in the cinema, but no one was there. The neon lights are lonely and mottled, two figures stand face to face on the street, the snow on the ground is bright white, and the snowflakes in the sky are soft and sentimental.
Snow fell on Lin Qinglu's face, frost on her eyelashes, and water marks on her face.
It seemed that her voice was hoarse because of inhaling too much cold air, or because her throat was frozen because of the cold from inside her body.
"Did you know I like you?"
Know.
Jian Yixin said.
And this matter, after Lin Qinglu forgets it for the second time, will become a secret that only she knows.
She walked forward silently, opened her arms, and embraced Lin Qinglu in her arms.
"thanks."
When hugging, Jane said, her voice was even lighter than when the snowflakes landed.
Not waiting for the snow on the coat to melt between the two of them, and not waiting for Lin Qinglu to respond to the hug.
Jian Yixin let go of her and turned to leave.
She stepped on the thick night, on the thin snow, her coat opened and closed like butterfly wings, and the vast snow covered her slender figure.
She leaves.
Gentle and decisive.