MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 25 true and false
She's out of control.
Ning Ning sat across Chen Guanchao's waist. She knew that she was doing something wrong. She wanted to stop, but she couldn't stop, because Qu Ning'er's hallucinations appeared behind her, and her severely burned hand stretched out from behind. Hand, help her hold Chen Guanchao's neck severely.
"No!" Ningning shouted in his heart, "No! I can't do this!"
"What's the matter?" Qu Ninger leaned her chin on her shoulder, and she became more and more real. Ning Ning could even feel the pain of her jaw poking on her shoulder. "Anyway, this is a movie world, you think You can do anything. It doesn't matter if you kill him. He's not true anyway. "
"Don't look good to me!" Ningning said angrily, "you just want to use my hand to kill Chen Guanchao, because he is Chen Junxuan's grandson!"
Quiet, Qu Ninger sneered: "Yes, I want to kill him! Because if I am still alive, my grandson is as old as him, if I am alive ..."
Her resentment spread with these words, flowing into Ning Ning's hands, and holding Chen Guanchao's neck even harder. Ning Ning looked for a moment, then suddenly turned hard, struggling and said to Ning Yuren, "Stop me."
Ning Yuren was scared to sit on the ground, speechless.
"Please ..." Ning Ning cried, helplessly screaming at her, "Hurry up and stop me !!!"
Ning Yuren jumped from the ground with her roar, reached out and touched the nearby lamp, yelling and waved it. The lamp hit Ning Ning's head. She rolled on the ground with a moan, and after a while, she pressed Heading up to the wound on the head, he got up from the ground, his face had the expression of the rest of the life after the robberies, and asked them with a smile: "Are you okay ..."
"Don't come!" Ning Yuren shrank in the corner holding Chen Guanchao. She was so scared that she blurted out a word, "Monster!"
Ning Ning froze a moment, two lines of tear brushes flowed down.
"Even if people are afraid of me, why are you afraid of me ..." She looked at the other person. "I don't even care if others say that, why do you say me ..."
"Because she is fake." The hallucinations and hallucinations reappeared, and Qu Ninger crawled up to her shoulder like a cheekbones and said gently in her ear, "Everything in this world is fake, mother. It's fake, Chen Dao is fake, you are fake, only my hatred is real. "
Footsteps came from behind, interrupting Qu Ning'er's voice. Someone got out of the cellar and shouted inward: "Wen Xiaoning, someone is looking for you outside."
Finally, he no longer had to listen to Qu Ning'er. Ning Ning was relieved and raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face: "Come here."
She didn't dare to look at Ning Yuren anymore, and was even afraid to hear her talking, hurried out of the cellar, and was exposed to the sun outside, and Ning Ning narrowed her eyes, feeling that everything in front of her was not real.
"Is this world ... real?" She murmured, then looked down at her palms. "Am I ... really a monster?"
Whether this world is real or not, she must be a monster.
Had she not been stopped by her mother, would she be a murderer now?
No, even if it is unsuccessful, it is an attempted murder. It is Chen Guanchao who has not slowed down yet. When he slows down, she estimates that she will be removed from the crew, and maybe there will be prison.
"Ha, I'm finished." Ning Ning laughed, suddenly holding his hands in his hands, ten fingers digging into the flesh, his face twisted, and his voice was nasty, "Come out, come out! It's all your fault! Give I'll come out and get off! "
There was a sudden scream in front of her. Ning Ning looked up and saw that it was a social flower, a plastic pot under her feet, and the fruit in the pot rolled to the ground, looking at her with a look of horror.
"What?" Ning Ning stared at her with bloodshot eyes. "Am I scary?"
The social flower turned and ran.
Not only she, other people saw Ning Ning, they were almost the same reaction, either hurried away, or watched from afar, pointing. What did you see? Ning Ning looked at them fiercely, what do you think I am? A ghost? A monster?
The sunlight made her feel painful, and their eyes made her feel painful. At this time, she really wanted a cloak to cover herself, and a mask to cover her face, so that she would not need to be seen by them, This kind of gaze stared, but she had nothing, she could only raise her hand to cover her face, and lowered her head to the theater entrance.
Footsteps, she looked surprised at the person waiting for her outside: "... how are you here?"
In the sun, smelling the rain quickly turned his head.
He looked a little dirty, his hair was grey, his face was grey, and his face was a little dull, but the moment he saw Ning Ning, the light came out, and he ran over, opened his arms, flutter In her arms, hug her.
Ning Ning stood still, and it took a long time to lower his head and ask him, "... Aren't you afraid of me?"
Wen Yu shook her head in her arms, then opened the schoolbag to take out an assignment book, opened a page, wrote a line on it, and showed it to her.
Ningning took a look and wrote: "You haven't come to me, so I came to you."
For a moment, she looked at him. He still looked up at her like a train station day, showing her a hazy, warm and trusting smile.
"... It's really not the time for you to come." Ning Ning smiled at him. "I've just been arrested just after the attempted murder."
After speaking, two people came from behind her, one left and one right, and took her inside, lingering in the rain, and hurried to catch up.
When I came to Chen Guanchao's room, it was so noisy inside, the director's roar came across the door: "She is a dangerous person! To tell you the truth, she hates too much!"
Ning Ning footsteps.
"I don't know where she was so young, but I can see that she has been acting with this hate! I don't know who it is, but it's not a phantom anyway!" The director continued angrily. "Phantom may push people into the coffin, but will Phantom sit on the coffin and clap their hands to sing? No! That's not a phantom! That's the ghost of a little girl!"
Ginger is still old and spicy, so you're all right.
Ning Ning knocked in, and the two turned to look at her. The director said coldly: "You both heard? If you just do n’t play well, I can bear you, but you actually hurt yourself! Then I can I can't stand you ... "
"I can bear it!" Exclaimed Chen Guanchao, who had forgotten the pain in his neck, and looked at Ningning frantically. "My phantom needs you!"
"I really should let you see more of those old actors, old drama bones, lest you now be a treasure when you see the root grass!" The director hated iron and steel, he pointed at Ningning, "You look at her See clearly, in her eyes, there is only hatred and no love in her play! Nothing at all! This is an actress with a fatal flaw! "
"I did." Ning Ning laughed suddenly, understatedly, "I once loved ..."
The voice in the room calmed down, and after a while, Xiao Wenyu suddenly ran out from behind her and rushed to the director. What Shashasha wrote in his workbook, and then showed it to him.
The director looked at the words in the workbook, looked up at Ningning, and shook his head.
He was not discouraged when he heard the rain, and he rustled a line.
The director glanced angrily and said, "What's your grandpa, your uncle!"
Wen Yu immediately lowered her head and made two strokes, taking it seriously, as if the elementary school student was correcting a typo, and after revising it, he showed it to him again.
A hand stretched out from behind him, he turned back and saw that Ning Ning didn't know when he had come behind him, turning page by page of his workbook, which read:
"She loves me very much."
"Grandpa-cross it out. Uncle, please, give her another chance."
"She will never hurt anyone again, I promise you, because ..."
The last paragraph wasn't finished. Wen Yu wanted to return the book from her hands, rustling, immature brushstrokes to complete the last paragraph. "Because I will live with her, if she wants to hurt someone, Will only hurt me, not others. "
"... You don't need to make such a sacrifice." The director said stiffly.
Wen Yu shook her head, holding her hand, raised her head and smiled at Ning Ning, and told her with this smile: Don't worry, don't be sad, there is still a person in this world standing by your side.
Ning Ning did not expect that this smile really gave her a chance. The director finally agreed to stay with her on the condition that she could not perform too badly in the "Looking Up to Heaven" rehearsing the day after tomorrow. Back in the cellar, she was sitting on the cover of her coffin. The previous "Murder" and the subsequent vent exhausted all her energy. She looked at Wen Yu with a bit of fatigue: "You don't need to make such a sacrifice."
Dirty Wen Yu looked a little tired, and he was next to her, yawning.
"... Because I'm not afraid of him at all." Ning Ning turned his head, looking forward with some empty eyes, and said with a smile, "Because I finally figured it out, he is just a person in the movie."
Wen Yu looked at her in doubt.
"However he embarrasses me, the movie always ends." Ningning murmured. "Everyone else is the same, no matter how mommy hates me, the day the movie always ends, no matter how guide Chen protects me, the movie always has On the day they ended, they were all false, and their feelings for me were all false ... Everyone is false, I would rather they were false ... "
She prefers everything to be false, and rather believes that this is just a movie. If it is a movie, then either mother, director Chen, or Qu Ninger, father ... or they are all actors.
"... I would rather my father be just an actor." Ning Ning lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and said lowly, "Then he didn't do so many wrong things, he wasn't burned to death, he wasn't forced to kill himself. Daughter, after the movie he can go home, hug his wife, hug his real child, but if all this is true ... ha, what is true, all are fake, all are fake ... he It's fake, I'm fake ... "
Ning Ning suddenly turned her face and looked at Wen Yu coldly: "You are fake too."
Wen Yu was not scared by her look. He looked at her with pity. After a while, he grabbed her hand and gently covered her cold fingers on his cheeks with both eyes. With warm eyes, she could The actual temperature told her: I am true.
Ning Ningchi looked at him.
His hand reached over to her, and a small hand covered her cheeks, telling her the same way: you are also true.