The tires scraped across the ground with a screeching sound.
The car hadn't stopped completely, the door opened, and Ning Ning got down quickly from inside.
"Ningning, wait..."
Wen Yu's voice sounded behind her, getting further and further away.
"Huh, huh..." Ning Ning ran up the stairs.
There was a time when I hated going home.
"Huh, huh..." He took out the key in a panic, and because of the shaking of his hand, he poked it for a long time before stabbing it into the keyhole.
Because no one is waiting for me at home, I want to eat alone, wash dishes alone, sit in the living room alone in a daze, and no one will tell me to go to bed when it is dawn.
The door opened, and Ning Ning rushed in without taking off her shoes.
A string of dirty footprints were left behind, smeared crookedly on the clean wooden floor, such as the footprints left on the beach when the mermaid princess gave up her fish tail and replaced her legs for the prince.
Not in the living room, not in the room, not on the balcony…
"Shi Zhongtang..." Ning Ning stood in front of the balcony and murmured towards the sunset outside.
"Yes." Shi Zhongtang's voice sounded behind her.
She was stunned and turned around.
Shi Zhongtang stood behind her, wearing her pink apron, and holding a small pot for stewing soup in his hand, with a hippie smile: "In order to capture your heart, I intend to capture your stomach first... Hey, don't come here, very hot!"
Ning Ning wanted to rush over and hug him, but was blocked by the pot in his hand.
Shi Zhongtang put the pot on the table, and then opened his arms: "Come on."
"Humph!" Ning Ning walked over to him, lifted the lid and drank the soup angrily.
"Hey—" Shi Zhongtang turned his head and dragged his voice.
"Don't come here!" Pretending to be busy eating, Ning Ning scooped up a spoonful of soup, tears falling into the spoon.
"...Is my craft so good?" A pair of hands slowly embraced her from behind, and said gently, "Delicious enough to cry?"
"It's not." Ning Ning stubbornly said, "It's far worse than my mother..."
Mom's dishes always taste the best.
Because a person can only eat half a lifetime, not a lifetime.
Who will she eat for the rest of her life? Most of the time, it is a boxed meal for the crew. Occasionally, I make it myself, and occasionally eat takeout. Gradually, eating has become a kind of work, which must be performed on time for a living.
Gradually became numb, and gradually became no longer extravagant - extravagant hope that one day, a person said to her: I will be together for the rest of my life, I will cook for you.
"Hey, there's nothing you can do about it." Shi Zhongtang said cheekily, "My level is like this, you should get used to it sooner."
"A lifetime?" Mingming no longer had extravagant expectations, why did she say these words without her own accord, "If you cook for me all your life, I'll get used to it from now on."
The hand around her waist suddenly froze.
"Ah... a lifetime..." Shi Zhongtang suddenly smiled and said, "A lifetime is too long, let's just fight for the day and night, okay?"
Ningning was silent for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Do you say that because your lifespan is destined to be longer than mine?"
Shi Zhongtang did not speak.
The two cuddled with each other, white smoke curling up from the soup pot in front of them.
"You are a mask person, and I..." Ning Ning gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. "Sorry, I can't be a mask person."
The footsteps sounded from far to near, and stopped opposite the two of them. Wen Yu stood at the door and watched them quietly.
He didn't say a word, but how could Ning Ning let him down
Will the future as he speaks come? Ning Ning can't guarantee, she can only guarantee that she will not be the masked person, so even if there will be a leader of the masked person in the future, this leader will definitely not be her, and she will not be the one who will bring all the masked people to do evil and bring the whole The world turns into a chaotic and bloody stage, turning everyone into a part of the stage.
But this also means that, as a human, she cannot be with Shi Zhongtang, who is a masked person, forever. She is his first half of his life, not his entire life.
"... The countdown to a person's birth, and I don't know how long I can live." She could only pretend to give him such a promise, "If I can live a hundred years, I will accompany you for a hundred years. , if I can live a hundred days, I will accompany you with a hundred days, if I can only live one day, I will accompany you with this day..."
Shi Zhongtang fixedly looked at her.
Ning Ning felt that her face was hot, not only shy, but also guilty.
It was she who made a permanent agreement with the other party, and she was the one who couldn't do it in the end.
"By the way, I'm going to grow old." She turned her face away and stopped insisting, "You won't like me then, and I don't want you to see my ugly old teeth falling out... Then When it's time for you to go, leave me alone..."
"it is good."
Ning Ning was stunned and turned to look at him.
"Life and death, I'm with you." In the face of such harsh conditions, Shi Zhongtang smiled and accepted her promise, and also gave her a promise, "Even if it's only for one day."
However, people cannot live without love.
Food, clothing, housing, transportation, marriage and children all need money. Except for a small number of people born with golden spoons, everyone else has to work as hard as ants to support themselves and their loved ones.
Especially when I meet a leader like Chen Dao.
Ning Ning only spent a day with her lover, and was reminded by him to return to the crew.
In Director Chen's words, it is: "Whether you are going to save the world or destroy the world tomorrow, finish the movie for me today!!"
"The Phantom of the Theater" is also Director Chen's lover. He devoted his life to loving it. If he could only live one day, this day would also be for it.
"Next time, get ready." Director Chen had lost weight and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing, "Cough, start!"
Filming of The Phantom of the Theater is drawing to a close.
As the male protagonist becomes more and more famous, he needs the Phantom less and less time, and gradually gets out of her control.
Conflicts began to arise between the two.
And the biggest contradiction is the male protagonist's suitor - a rich lady who loves him like her life and has a fierce temperament.
Although the Phantom has warned several times, the male protagonist is weak by nature, not a decisive one, so he has been estranged from the rich lady, and the rich lady is a bitch. During the performance, she came every time, ignoring the advice of outsiders, so that she became a joke in the circle of wealthy people in Beijing.
The beauty is very kind and hard to live up to. Although the male protagonist has no intention of her, he can't turn a blind eye to her because of this.
He put people in his eyes, but the Phantom mistakenly thought that he put people in his heart, jealous together, hurt the killer, and almost killed the rich lady, just because the rich lady was lucky to avoid it, but it also triggered The male protagonist's anger, and a fierce dispute broke out between the two.
"That woman is just playing tricks on you." Ning Ning said coldly with a high attitude, "Just like those young masters playing tricks."
It was still night, the place where they met for the first time.
In the private room of the theater, she was dressed in a costume, with a mask on her face, and sat lazily in the Taishi chair, while Chen Shuanghe stood opposite her, no longer admiration or blind reverence in her eyes.
but anger, and the pain of disillusionment with idols.
"... I've been in this theater for many years." Ningning paused, she was not used to him looking at her with such eyes, so she softened her tone, hoping that their relationship would ease, "How much talented Because of this, the actor was deceived and deceived in the end. There are only a few who can marry, and most of them are abandoned. What about you? You are more talented than any of them, and you have a long history. The aptitude of fame, but also willing to degenerate, learn from them to exchange youth for a sum of money?"
"… Excuse!"
Ning Ning's smile froze.
"It's for me..." Chen Shuanghe's chest heaved and his hands clenched into fists, and he said a little excitedly, "But I never let you kill!"
The smile completely disappeared from Ning Ning's face, she was no longer gentle or compromising, and stared at Chen Shuanghe with cold eyes, just like she stared at other people in hell: "Why didn't you say this when I killed Taizhu? ?"
Chen Shuanghe was taken aback.
"Why didn't you say that when I killed Deng Lan?" she asked again.
"I..." Chen Shuanghe said hesitantly.
"Why didn't you say that when I killed the class leader?" Ning Ning sneered, "Can't answer? I'll tell you why."
She got up from the Taishi chair and walked towards Chen Shuanghe step by step, the strong sense of oppression forced Chen Shuanghe to step back.
"Taizhu is dead, and you have a chance to come forward. When Deng Lan is dead, no villain is behind you every day, arranging you to wear your shoes. When the head of the class is dead, no one will hold your deed of betrayal. , squeeze your salary all day long, and always want to dedicate you to the powerful and powerful master Bo Huanxin." Ning Ning pushed Chen Shuanghe into the corner step by step, slammed his back against the wall.
"Shut up!" Chen Shuanghe leaned back against the wall and stared at her lips, as if what came out of it were not words, but extremely sharp knives.
"It's good for you when they die, so you don't say it."
"no!"
"You just want to enjoy the benefits I bring to you." Ning Ning gently stroked his cheek, tears wet her fingers, like a knife slicing her heart, she showed a painful and happy smile, " ... how can there be such a cheap thing."
"...I didn't even know it was you who killed me at first!" Chen Shuanghe suddenly shouted and pushed her away. Ningning stumbled back a few steps, feeling annoyed, and was about to ridicule him a few more words when he saw him With tears on his face, he looked at himself blankly, and muttered, "I am indeed very jealous of Taizhu, and I hate Deng Lan and the class leader, but I never thought about letting them die, and I never thought about it... I want you to do it for me. become a murderer..."
The more he spoke, the more choked up he became, and he slowly sat on the ground with his own arms in his arms. From time to time, he slammed his head against the wall, making a loud thump, thump, and burst into tears.
Seeing him torture himself like this, the anger and jealousy in Ning Ning's body suddenly disappeared.
She watched him quietly for a while, then suddenly walked over, hugged his head, and prevented him from hitting the wall again.
"I know you're not that kind of person." She burst into tears herself, "I'm just... so lonely..."
So I can't help but want to pull you into the dark, I can't help but want you to be like me...
At the same time, on the rooftop of Ningning's house.
"When you were young, you always liked to take me to high places. You must climb Mount Everest once in your life." Wen Yu had two cans of cold beer in his hand, and he handed one of them to the empty front, "Drink?"
An invisible hand took the beer can in his hand, opened it, and clinked glasses with him, but didn't drink it.
Wen Yu took a sip of wine by herself, then sighed: "Ning Ning is not easy to speak, it's better for me to tell you this matter in person."
Although he can't see anyone, with the bottle of beer, he can finally determine the direction of Shi Zhongtang, look over, sincerely and earnestly: "Brother, you are old."
The beer can hanging on the opposite side suddenly trembled slightly.
"I actually came from the future." Wen Yu briefly described his situation and future situation to him, and then said, "Many studies have shown that masked people can live for a long time, even from the Ming Dynasty to the modern age. Yes, but the body is not old, it does not mean the mentality is not old, brother, you are the same... "
He paused, and finally decided to go straight to the point and speak directly.
"Your body is not old, but your heart is." Wen Yu said unbearably, "You watch the film "The Man in the Picture" repeatedly, not to see Ning Ning, but to see yourself... You are playing the role of yourself when you were young."
The beer can has two fingerprints dented in it, and I don't know if I don't like the taste of beer, or I don't like what he said.
Wen Yu sighed in his heart.
Some words are like scraping the bones and removing the flesh. The rotten flesh is scraped off piece by piece. Naturally, the pain is unbearable, but it stays on the body forever, and one day it rots into the heart.
He didn't want to say what to say next.
The problem is that the relationship between them is not just their own problem, but a problem that affects everyone in the future.
"Brother, you have a reason for chasing Ningning." He said slowly, "because you follow the wind and can't stop. You have to chase one thing. This thing can be a career, a secret, or a woman, it's not an accident. I'd rather not, but she has never promised you, so you can continue to chase, once she agrees, you stop, and then life is a dead water... "
Climbing peaks bravely and seeking excitement—in Wen Yu's memory, in everyone's memory, Shi Zhongtang has always been such a person.
No matter what he does, he strives to be the best, and he does not only do one thing. Apart from acting, he can play all kinds of things, such as mountain climbing, martial arts, culture, and investment. It takes decades or even a hundred years to produce such a genius. , like a gust of wind, destined to rage an era.
Too bad it died.
Reborn in the Cinema of Life as a masked man.
This place is out of tune with him. It has a fixed location, a fixed performance time, and sometimes even a fixed drama, and there are also fixed masked people coming and going.
Like a pool of stagnant water.
Occasionally, some new masked people will join in, but they cannot change the stagnant water. Instead, they will gradually be eroded by the stagnant water and become as dead as other masked people.
Shi Zhongtang doesn't love this place, and he won't love this kind of person.
What else could he love? What else could he be chasing
no choice -
"Ningning doesn't understand this, so she accepts you." Wen Yu said, "But we all understand this, so..."
goo go go go go go...
The beer can was higher than Wen Yu's head, and the bright yellow beer was poured from head to toe.
"Stinky boy, talking to yourself, what do you understand?" Shi Zhongtang held the beer can, his eyes were suppressed, and he laughed angrily, "If I didn't love her, I wouldn't come back at all... Look at my hair!"
The setting sun was shining like blood on Shi Zhongtang's head, his hair was still black, but the roots were already white.
"Who said masked people don't get old? Every minute I stand here, I get old... Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you couldn't see." Shi Zhongtang took back the empty beer can and laughed, " But anyway, you can only see what you want to see, don't you think? Great good man, savior?"
Wen Yu raised her hand and wiped the drink on her face, looking at each other blankly.
"You keep saying that you want to save human beings, why, the masked person is not human?" Shi Zhongtang tapped the mask on his face, "With this thing, my status in your heart is not as good as some of your names. Strangers you don't know?"
"...Do you want to take Ningning to the cinema?" Wen Yu said in a deep voice, "I'm looking for a reason for her to go in. She couldn't have entered on her own initiative, something must have happened, or someone forced her to go in. She went in, there are not many candidates, her mother, you or I are all possible... "
"Hehe, there's nothing wrong with masked people, they have more flesh and blood than many people..."
"It's impossible for her mother, it's impossible for me, and now the most likely one is you..."
Two people, you say yours, I say mine, each says his own, because they can't see each other and can't hear each other, so they can't communicate at all.
"Hey, chickens talk to ducks." Shi Zhongtang was the first to become impatient, he snorted, threw the beer can behind him with his backhand, and passed Wen Yu's side, his voice was low, and he had no hesitation, "Our business is yours. Don't worry! Live and die, she promised me!"
He won't care about the future.
Because he has no future at all!
The beer can made a parabola in the air and landed next to the trash can. The wind blew it downstairs and landed right in front of a cat basking on the sidewalk.
"Meow!" The cat was shocked and quickly fled the sidewalk.
The next second, a motorcycle galloped past where it had been nestled, leaving behind a squashed beer can.
The cat moved its right ear and looked up at the roof where the beer cans had fallen.
A dispute, an unhappy break up, a beer can thrown away, changed its fate.
What will change in the future