Section 416

Mu Youyu and Wang Yuanyuan held tablets and watched Zhou Chen write the script, their eyes shining.

Just now, they asked Zhou Chen to use pure love and write about knives when writing the script.

The main purpose of the ruthless knife is to make people cry.

There must also be a pure love for warriors before there will be a market.

Don't look at the indifference of people nowadays.

But who doesn’t have a piece of pure land in their heart and has a pure world of their own?

Of course, the ending of this short story must be good.

Otherwise, Mu Youyu is worried that crazy fans will hunt Zhou Chen all over the world.

This is no joke.

Some crazy fans not only sent razors to the scripts written by the screenwriters, but also used the screenwriters as human flesh, and went to their homes to PK with real people. It was very crazy.

The three of them discussed it and started shooting tomorrow.

Everyone has experience in making movies, and making short videos is just like playing.

I just finished a short film in one day, and I'm looking for someone to make the background music.

Finished work.

At night, Muyuyu directly pushed the short story.

Then I leaned in my brother's arms and looked forward to the results of this short film.

As in the past.

Once the work was published, the number of views exploded instantly!

…

Cemetery.

"It's been a long time since I gave you food 387."

A boy was sitting in front of a cemetery, looking at the photo of a girl on the tombstone in front of him.

Place all the delicacies, fruits, and incense that the girl loved to eat in front of the monument one by one.

At this time, a strange scene appeared.

Inside the tomb, the figure of a beautiful girl slowly emerged.

"Are you here again?"

The girl hugged her knees and sat in the coffin, looking at the boy in front of the tombstone dreamily, "Miss me?"

It's a pity that the boy in front of the tombstone can't hear the girl's words.

There was uncontrollable sadness on his face, and tears kept flowing down

He stared at the tombstone with straight eyes, like a clay or wooden sculpture.

Sitting motionless in the wind, it seemed as if his whole soul had been taken away.

"You said you're a grown man and you still cry."

The girl pursed her lips and murmured with tears in her eyes, "He comes to me every day without saying a word, and always sheds tears quietly, with an embarrassed face. Do you know that I am being laughed at by them in the cemetery?"

"Also, do you know that I can receive the messages you send? You send me so many messages every day, which is so noisy that I can't sleep well."

"By the way, I have good news for you. I heard from people here that I can turn into a little pet and go back to accompany you. Do you think I should turn into a puppy or a kitten?"

"I think it's better to be a kitten. It won't tear down the house, won't bark, and won't be disliked by you. If I become a kitten, I can lie in your arms and be held by you every day. You will definitely Very happy.”

"We can be together again then..."

suddenly.

The boy who was crying silently in front of the tombstone spoke in a low voice, his lips trembling, "I'm here today to introduce you to someone...my new girlfriend!"

The girl in the coffin was stunned, staring blankly at a woman walking from a short distance away and standing next to the boy.

The girl bit her lips tightly, her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. Tears finally fell down like broken beads.

"She has been with me for half a year. She is very well-behaved and sensible."

The boy's cheeks twitched in pain, "You've been gone for two years, I think I should let it go. I won't come back in the future."

"Aren't you coming?"

The girl's heart felt like she had been stabbed, and there was a bit of despair in her eyes, "It should have been like this a long time ago. You cry every time you come here, which makes me cry. You can't hear me speak and you disturb my rest. I'm so annoyed. But..."

In front of the tombstone, the boy and the woman turned around and walked away.

The girl looked at their backs with tears streaming down her face.

“I’m so reluctant to let go!”

…

far away.

The boy and the woman stopped.

"Boss, you hired me to act here, don't you believe that there are ghosts in the world?" the woman asked with a smile (chch).

"You don't understand."

The boy looked at the cemetery in the distance and sighed.

Sorrow was like countless insects, desperately biting his heart.

He recalled the old monk who stopped him the day before yesterday.

The old monk said something to him: Donor, there is someone who has been worried about you and refused to enter reincarnation. To untie the bell, you still need the person who tied the bell. You should let her go!

"don't know?"

The woman smiled and shook her head, "Forget it, I'm leaving. Thank you for your money."

Waving her hand at the boy, the woman walked away.

But the boy still stood there, staring blankly at the cemetery in the distance.

There was a strange luster in his eyes.

As if expecting something...

…

night.

A courtyard house.

The boy lay quietly on the bench with his eyes closed.

Dark clouds appeared in the sky, blocking the stars and moon.

Gusts of cold wind blew coldly through the courtyard.

The boy lying on the chair seemed to be asleep.

Sudden.

A thin quilt floated from a distance.

It was as if an invisible hand was holding it.

The quilt covered the boy lightly.

It is at this moment.

A pair of cold hands gently fell on the boy's cheek.

The figure of a girl gradually turned from illusion into reality, with a sad face.

He looked at the sleeping boy dreamily.

suddenly.

The boy who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes and stared at the girl in front of him.

The girl was stunned.

She was a little at a loss.

The boy looked at the girl in front of him quietly and grabbed the cold little hand on his cheek.

Instead of being afraid, he smiled, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Is it you?"

He gently held the girl's little hand tightly.

"Yes!"

The girl nodded, tears streaming down her face, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm so scared." The boy nodded.

The girl cried and lowered her head, "Then I... leave, I didn't mean to scare you."

"I'm really scared."

The boy grabbed the girl's hand and held it harder, "I'm afraid there are no ghosts in this world!"

The girl was stunned and looked at the boy stupidly.

"If there are no ghosts, I won't see you."

The boy smiled very happily, "I miss you, take me away!"

"Wow!"

The girl burst into tears and threw herself into the boy's arms, crying heartbreakingly.

She finally knew that the boy didn't have a new girlfriend.

Everything was a lie to her, to trick her to come to see him.

This fool!