A huge roar resounded through the sky, and a few of us stood in the distance, watching the plane slowly climb into the sky with a long line, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After the clean-up is finally completed, it's time for the show to begin.

I also don't understand why I have to act in such a play first, leaving Jin Lian alone.

After all, in my impression, such a romantic confession lacks the audience, just like the lack of garlic when drinking coffee, and the lack of bed when filming bed* scenes.

The foreign Taoist priest despised me coldly: "You just stand on the streets of Shibuya with a loudspeaker and shout, let the whole world know that you are going to become a living ghost, and stage a big drama of confession of the dead, so as to ensure that you can become an instant hit and make today's headlines." ”

Xiao Ai: "I don't know if it's not on the headlines, anyway, it's absolutely fine to be arrested for an autopsy or something." ”

I slapped my head and it dawned on me.

If the Chinese aunts knew about this kind of 'feudal superstition' activity of ghost confession, and casually passed it on during the square dance, I guess it won't take a week to be invited to tea by the legendary dragon group or something.

Never ignore the mouths of aunts, their ability to spread gossip is far more terrifying than the internet.

After the aunt group left, a few of us walked towards the small black house.

The foreign Taoist priest walked in with a stack of documents, leaned into the third prince's ear and whispered a few words.

The third prince shouted with an exaggerated expression: "How is it possible?" and then smiled embarrassedly at Jin Lian, who was trembling by him: "Eldest sister, I'm sorry, we made a mistake, the problematic box we checked out was not yours, and now that person has been controlled by us, you can go." ”

Jin Lian cried with a sad face: "My plane was missed, where do you let me go?"

Third Prince: "Then it's not our police's problem, you can go to the airport staff to discuss this." "After that, put on a pretense that it doesn't matter to you, and get up and leave.

The foreign Taoist priest on the side grabbed him and quietly discussed with him.

After a while, the third prince snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away.

And the foreign Taoist priest turned his head, smiled at Jin Lian with a bright face, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, this time the incident is our fault, please forgive me, in order to apologize, we have arranged a special plane for you to return home." ”

Jin Lian held the hand of the foreign Taoist priest and thanked him again and again, and her whole face bloomed with joy.

A minute later, the foreign Taoist priest used all his strength before he pulled out his hand, wiped the saliva dripping on his hand vigorously, and said to Jin Lian with a smile: "Please come with me, I will arrange for you to board the plane." ”

Jin Lian wiped her mouth in embarrassment: "Okay, good!" Then, with a disappointed face, she said, "Aren't you boarding the plane with me?"

The foreign Taoist smiled helplessly, and walked with Jin Lian to Qian Lanlan's private jet.

After boarding the plane, Jin Lian looked at the romantic scene I had carefully arranged, and her eyes immediately turned red.

The whole plane is surrounded by roses, and under the faint fragrance of flowers, vivid portraits of golden lotuses are pasted on the walls of the plane.

I held out my hand to her, motioning for her to see for herself.

Jin Lian paced with broken steps, her eyes tearful as she admired the paintings containing stories.

The first painting is a pure and lovely little girl, standing at the window with a blushing face, about to close the window, downstairs on the street, a boy is looking up at the girl upstairs.

The painting reads: When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I passed downstairs at your house and was hit by a wooden stick that you accidentally threw away. I looked up, and when I saw you for the first time, I was amazed.

"I'll go! Isn't this the story of the Ximen Daguan and Jin Lian?" I whispered on the side.

Xiao Wai scolded: "Don't interject, I want you to look good if you spoil the atmosphere!"

I shook my head helplessly and said no more.

Jin Lian cried and walked to the second pair, only to see that it was written: When I was in the sixth grade of primary school, I will never forget that day. You were crying quietly in the toilet, and the paper was snatched by the classmates in the next class, I mustered up the courage, rushed in, and tore off my homework book for you, your shy eyes are the most beautiful picture I have ever seen. Although I was penalized for not turning in my homework the next day, it was not enough to please you.

Jin Lian burst into tears and laughed, covered her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Peeked at someone's ass, and I was embarrassed to say that it was a hero saving beauty!"

I exclaimed: "It seems that the old pervert has been learning to peek at people going to the toilet since elementary school, and he is really a hero!"

Then in the third picture, a man in the picture angrily presses another under him and beats him hard.

When I was in junior high school, I taught him a hard lesson for you. Although I learned afterwards that it was just your trick and not enough, I don't regret it. I am satisfied to be able to contribute even a little bit to your happiness.

When Jin Lian saw this, she was already crying into tears, and she couldn't cry anymore.

In this way, each picture scroll tells a story, and Jin Lian shuttles through the picture scroll step by step, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Accompanied by every story, from the old pervert and Jin Lian's acquaintance and acquaintance, to every young or fierce love that the old pervert accompanies her through.

Until Jin Lian got married and had children.

From then on, the picture becomes a far corner.

Jin Lian and her husband Lang love the cave room candle night.

Jin Lian lovingly sat in the yard and breastfed the child.

Jin Lian took the child by the hand and sent him to kindergarten with joy.

Every painting is a little bit of life, but behind every painting, we all know that there is a man hiding under a tree in the distance, behind a window or on a telephone pole, quietly staring.

Jin Lian was moved to tears, but I was shocked into a cold sweat as if I was watching a horror movie.

After all, no matter what you do, you always have a pair of eyes staring at you in a dark place, except for the strange Jin Lian, anyone's first feeling is horror rather than romance!

I turned my head, only to see the thirteenth princess taking out her handkerchief and gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

looked at the third prince again, and he also choked up.

The foreign Taoist priest was even worse, he was already quietly standing in the corner at this moment, and sent a message to the devil girl: "Yuanyuan, I love you! I swear to wait for you for the rest of my life!"

Well, it turns out that these people around me are weird.

Or, they're all normal, and I am.

In this way, a man waited for Jin Lian's life alone from his perspective, until the last picture, the old pervert was put into a coffin and finally returned to dust.

In the picture scroll, Jin Lian howled and cried. Beside him, a vague figure flickered, anxiously trying to wipe the tears from her face.

Thirteenth Princess: "It's so touching, I have hidden my feelings for a lifetime, and when I finally died, I still pity her and want to help her wipe her tears." ”

I pouted: "Is this painting YY good, how can there be any funeral to wipe tears." The old pervert was fished out of the toilet. "Thinking about the picture of that day, I couldn't help but feel sick and hurriedly shut up.

Xiao Wai: "Love is sometimes like this, it's both fake and true, you know a fart!"

Me: "Why don't I understand?"

Xiao Wai: "Twenty-three boy chickens!"

I glared at the foreign priest: "What else haven't you told her!"

The foreign Taoist priest scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother Meng, don't be angry, I know it's wrong." ”

The thirteenth princess stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, the atmosphere has been rendered enough, hurry up and let the male protagonist appear." ”

I looked at the old pervert who was anxiously rubbing his hands on the side, and said, "You know, the day the dog ate the tengu, but I paid for the meal out of my pocket. ”

When the foreign Taoist priest heard this, he ran to the toilet again.

I smiled proudly, and continued: "So the money for you to show up this time was won from him yesterday with a clear conscience and at the risk of being put in small shoes by the horse, you kid don't forget my affection!"

The old pervert nodded again and again, and whispered in my ear: "Last time Lao Chen left, I saw that he hid all the discs that he had treasured for many years in the cracks of the stairway on the second floor. ”

I smiled and said, "You can teach you!"

After that, he took out his iPad and clicked on the manifestation skill.

Suddenly, the golden light was shining, and the old pervert appeared handsomely in front of Jin Lian in a white suit.

The old pervert took the ring prepared for her by the thirteenth princess, knelt on one knee, looked at Jin Lian affectionately, and said: "Jin Lian, for so many years, I have never vented my heart like you because of the constraints of the world, today, are you willing to accept my love?"

Jin Lian was startled, looked at the old pervert and said, "You're not dead?"

I stood up and said the only line I had been preparing for a long time in this film (this line was bribed by me from a foreign Taoist priest with two boxes of cigarettes): "It is not a question of death or not, love or not love is." ”

Jin Lian looked at us with an embarrassed expression: "How do I love him?"

The thirteenth princess smiled and said: "Why not, love can ignore age, regardless of race, and even cross life and death!"

Jin Lian stomped her feet anxiously and said to us: "Actually, I always knew that he liked me, but, but ......."

The old pervert was anxious, stood up and said, "But what? I have already confessed to you, and you still can't accept me?"

Jin Lian waved her hand again and again and shouted, "Cousin, don't make trouble!"