Chapter 898 New Script (10,000 Updates Completed)

Bai Qi didn't even raise his head, but looked directly at Ji Ye, as if he knew what he was worried about, and immediately said: "Lin Sen is my father's friend. When I was a child, all the computer skills I learned were taught by Lin Sen, and he is trustworthy."

Ji Ye then breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Lin Sen looked at this wave of dog food and fed it well! Feng Qingyun smiled calmly: "Young people's love, don't stimulate me, a lonely person."

As he said, his eyebrows darkened a little.

Alas...

Yun Huai and Xiao Bai's entanglement until now, in the final analysis, isn't it also because of their love in their youth?

It's a pity that Yun Huai never knew what his most beloved person thought? Just think it was a betrayal!

Unless the person can survive, Yun Huai will not believe it no matter who speaks, right?

Lin Lu saw that his father's face was not very good, and thought he remembered his mother, so he came over and said softly: "Dad, you still have me, Lu Lu will always be with Dad."

Hearing this, the obscurity in Lin Sen's eyes flashed.

He took a deep breath and smiled at Lin Lu: "Okay, Daddy still has you."

I immediately looked at Bai Qi: "Bye, why don't you take a look at the script first? If you are interested in it and are willing to take on the role of the heroine. Then in addition to helping you deal with Yun Huai, I will also... cooperate with Ji's family."

Ji Ye, who was suddenly assigned to Mingming Bai: ? ? ?

Bai Qi laughed: "You are really... generous."

She took the script and looked down.

Unlike those densely packed dialogues, this script only uses the first person of the heroine Xiao Qingyu to write a simple story.

【When I was ten years old, I found an old photo in an antique shop. The person on it looked very much like my middle-aged self. How strange?

Take the photo and trace it to the filming location in it. Someone suddenly appeared there. Can you understand? After a burst of light, he appeared out of thin air? !

He looked like he was in his thirties, and he was obviously in his prime, but his eyebrows were full of vicissitudes.

He called out my name directly. I asked him who he was. He smiled and said, "I am your lover." I think he is sick!

Just as I was about to leave, I heard him mutter to himself quietly: "Is this... the last time we meet?" I felt so sad.

I stopped.

He rushed over without hesitation: "Let me hug you again."

I was almost strangled in his arms, but I was not afraid at all? He said: "You were so cute when you were a child."

He also said: "Don't go to fetch water in the future!"

As if he had a lot more to say, but seemed to be in a hurry, he finally cried out, his voice getting smaller and smaller:

"Forget me."

Then, he disappeared. A carnation fell on the ground.

I thought it was a dream?

Until I was twelve years old, I met him again!

He was younger than the last time we met, without the vicissitudes and loneliness of the last time, but the familiarity and smile in his eyes still made me want to get close to him.

Whatever I did, he would accompany me.

How could there be such a strange person? I had just finished reading two chapters of the book, and he disappeared again.

I grew up a little, and when I met him again, I was almost as tall as his shoulders. There are fewer wrinkles on his face, as if he has lived a more comfortable life these years. He still has a warm smile.

Wherever I go, he goes there.

He even knows all my preferences! When I listen to music, he will take the initiative to choose an obscure song, which happens to be my favorite.

I don't know why he is so eager for me, and the love in his eyes is even more undisguised.

When I found that he was gone, the starry sky in the cold autumn was so cold that it almost swallowed people.

After that, he appeared from time to time, although he stayed longer each time, but he would suddenly disappear in the end?

The most important thing is that he is getting younger and younger.

Can a person really grow backwards? I didn't ask, and I felt a little uneasy in my heart. But I began to look forward to every encounter.

He became more and more handsome, more and more mysterious, and spent more and more time with me.

I finally fell in love with him, but I didn't introduce him to my friends.

It's like a little secret in my heart, the thing I treasure most.

Being with him, I seemed to forget the passage of time, and always felt that the days were getting younger and younger, until one day, when I looked in the mirror, I suddenly found that I began to have wrinkles.

It turned out that time only left traces on my face, but treated him well!

Another two years, he appeared this time, forgetting a lot of things, I told him again and again without getting tired: I don’t like apples, I like pears; my favorite song since childhood is "Knotting" by Orbais; I don’t like red roses, if you want to give me a gift, give me carnations.

It’s strange, he likes this kind of flower when he is old. He listened obediently.

When I made dinner for him, he kept laughing with his mobile phone. I leaned forward to take a look, it was an interesting short video.

[People on the street came and went in a hurry, only one girl was walking backwards. After reversing the video, it turned out that the girl was walking alone, and everyone was going back. 】

It was like time, most of it was moving forward, but someone was going backwards. My heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment!

He laughed heartlessly. I finally understood!

I am moving forward, he is moving backward, we can't be together after all.

Time... is such a painful thing.

I cherish the short-lived happiness more and more.

He is really becoming more and more unfamiliar to me.

I accompany him, strolling here and there. His name gradually changes from baby to aunt.

I don't mind at all, but I resist the arrival of the future.

I haven't seen him for another year...

I went to the place where we first met, and the place has been given a new name by the tourist attraction. Shengshui.

The wheel of time seemed to be set, and nothing could change.

The vast grassland, the blue lake, everything was so beautiful.

The 13-year-old boy, with a camera on his back, clicked at me.

I called out his name, and he smiled with eight teeth, and a light of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Hey, do you know me?"

I clenched my hands and shook my head with tears: "No."

This time he stayed for a full month.

I stayed with him all the time.

He didn't refuse, but said happily: "When I saw you in Shengshui, I felt that your eyes were full of stories."

I didn't tell him that the stories were all about him...

He was full of curiosity about everything in the world, and I told him one by one.

Finally, he told me happily that he was leaving, and he would thank me well the next time he saw me. He smiled happily, but I finally cried.

Is this...the last time?

I suddenly understood why he looked so old when I first met him. I knew why he left a carnation behind...

I knew why he didn't want me to fetch water...

I couldn't help but hug him tightly: "Burn the photos when you get back." He looked at me in surprise and disappeared in my arms.

Goodbye, my love. 】

Here comes my second favorite script, and the story of Mori Lu. I hope it will surprise you. See you tomorrow~By the way, I'll ask for monthly tickets