My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 214 Rashomon of Life ([-])

The next day, film school.

In the body classroom, soft and rhythmic music filled the entire space. Wearing a body suit, Wen Liang took off the headband on her wrist, pulled up her hair with both hands, and neatly tied her hair into a bun. Then, She put her right foot on the crossbar, her toes straightened, and her left hand raised above her head in an arc, like a proud swan.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, her upper body was pressed down little by little until the seductive curve and the straight thighs were completely fitted and then separated, rising and falling with the rhythm of the music, again and again.

This is a body class. Since the teacher hasn't come yet, the students who arrived first warmed up as usual.

On the side, a girl was sitting on the ground with her legs spread apart against the wall. Due to the hard ligaments, the gap between her legs and the wall was very large, which could only present an awkward V shape. She looked at Wen Liang enviously, said:
"Ah Liang, I really envy you for being so flexible. Now every time I take a body class, it feels like hell."

The four basics of performance are sound, stage, shape, and appearance. Among them, the shape class may not be as strict as that of dance majors, but it is still a very important part for these freshman students. After all, the older they are, The more difficult it is to stretch and shape the body, and when they took the art test, the interview teacher would also propose basic test movements such as lowering the waist and doing splits to observe the students' physical fitness. Therefore, the control of the body is the key Every acting student must have the foundation.

"Don't be envious, you can do it in a while."

Wen Liang maintains the sideways leg press movement, thanks to her father who opened a boxing gym. She has been in good shape since she was a child. Even though martial arts and dance are very different, she has an innate advantage in terms of stretching ligaments. .

The girl sitting on the ground gritted her teeth. In order to relieve the pain caused by the thigh ligament, she couldn't help asking a gossip, "By the way, Ah Liang, when will Director He be discharged from the hospital?"

"Hurry up, just these two days, I went to see him during the [-]th holiday, and he should be almost recovered."

Thinking of meeting He Ranran again soon, a smile appeared on Wen Liang's face.

Due to a fight and being hospitalized, He Tianran lost his qualification as a freshman representative, and was unable to speak with her on stage on the day of the school celebration, which made the friends around the girl feel sorry.

"It seems that when you mention Director He, you will be very happy, Ah Liang. Back in the military training, we wanted to hide it from us, but we wouldn't talk nonsense. You see, after getting used to it now, I feel that I can't hide it at all. !"

The girl on the ground joked, Wen Liang blushed, it was of course different from back then, now that He Tianran broke up with Cao Aiqing, even though what he said in the hospital was very heartless, he still felt sorry for Cao Aiqing in his heart The harm caused is painful, but from Wen Liang's point of view, everything is moving in a direction that is good for him.

Their worlds are overlapping again and everything will move on and everything will be fine!
The more Wen Liang thought about it, the more excited she became. She looked sideways at him sitting on the ground, his legs gradually bent and retreated, and said maliciously:
"Why do the more you talk, the legs keep shrinking? This is not okay~"

The girl raised her head and said pitifully, "I'm in pain..."

"That can't be done, isn't this practice in vain? I'll help you!"

Wen Liang put down his right foot on the crossbar, walked behind the opponent, put the tip of his dancing shoes on the top of the opponent's tailbone, and pushed it in little by little with a little force.

The stretching of the ligaments made the girl on the ground gasp. Seeing that the fit between her legs and the wall was slowly approaching with the help of Wen Liang, she was grateful, but she still couldn't help shouting: "It hurts... ..."

"Pain must be endured, this is a process we all have to go through."

……

……

At the same moment, Hong Kong City University.

"I don't know how you spent your [-]th long vacation. Did you gain any happiness or have some unusual experiences? Now that you have received the vacation, your work and rest have returned to normal. I hope you can quickly resume your studies and have a good life every day in school. one day……"

It’s autumn, and the sun is warm and pleasant. The students of Hong Kong University are walking slowly or hurriedly on the campus full of morning light. Their whole bodies seem to be surrounded by a circle of golden light. , Go to the east and count the sunlight that leaks down, and you can naturally feel very autumnal.

The female voice in the morning broadcast has a gentle voice, like a warm wind blowing in the ears, which makes people feel comfortable.

During the broadcast, the male anchor began to continue naturally: "Speaking of the National Day holiday, I went to Universal Amusement City with a few friends during the period. Everyone knows that the place was completed a while ago, and many people can see it on the Internet. Everyone went to check in, the facilities inside are fun, but unfortunately there are too many people, at the end of the day, I didn’t play much, and I just queued up.”

The female voice said with a smile: "If you want to go to this kind of place, it's better not to pick a holiday time to go, but think about it, I probably don't have this time in normal times."

The male voice joked: "Yes, but we still have to pick people. If you want to go with someone like Ai Qing, even if you don't play any sports, you may not have any complaints just queuing up, but just now the school girl also said that she has no time. It’s true that the reasons for rejecting people have been laid out in advance, hahaha, how about junior sister, did you have any interesting things happen during your [-]th long holiday, can you share it with everyone?”

After a pause on the radio, Cao Aiqing said in an orderly manner: "There was a plan, but some accidents happened during the period, and the plan didn't work out, so I can only spend it with my parents, but it's not bad. Not really interesting... but something meaningful happened."

"What is it?"

"Farewell. During the long vacation, I said goodbye to a... very good friend. I used to be a person who didn't like parting very much, but now that I'm growing up, I find that I really should learn to accept things that happen, so It’s quite meaningful to me.”

"Hahaha, junior girls are really emotional people, but don't we always spend parting in our lives? After graduating from junior high school, high school, and now going to university, some students from other places also bid farewell to their hometown Parents, coming to HKU to study, I think parting should not be sad, but also to reunite better, isn’t it?”

"Yes, if we meet again next time, I think we will both be better for each other..."

"That's right!"

On the radio, the girl's voice gradually weakened, and the music gradually rose.

What charm is there in death if all meet all after death?If you refuse to overlap with one road, then meeting will be worth saying goodbye seriously.

Lingering, fluttering, spreading.

If you don't want to divide the first half of your life from the second half of your life, then agreeing to leave is just a joke.If you choose the difference between you and me and me and her, then what is the scope of the choice?

Crush, burn, fly.

You crumpled is my ideal of green mountains and clear waters. Who am I tormenting? A bowl of sugar lingering around my fingers.

The mountains and rivers are shattered, and the sugar water is burnt black, you can't.

Your planning is your ups and downs of thinking, and my drinking is my calm tension for a long time.

The clouds disperse and the rain dries up, the wind chases the waves, I absolutely will.

If after death all meet all, what danger is there in parting?If you deny that one road overlaps with one road, then goodbye is just a self-serving discussion.

You go, I wait, immortal...

In the sound of music, the students only heard Cao Aiqing's expectations for the matter of "separation", but only she could hear the second half of the sentence in her heart——

There are always some people who don't expect to meet again.

Because, they already have the best.

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……

On the half-mountain stone steps leading to Quanling Temple, He Tianran looked back blankly, and there was no one behind him.

He was lost, and it seemed that there was still a word in his ears that a girl once said to him on this winding and eternal mountain road——

"Don't worry, I will always be behind you and won't get lost, you can see me when you turn around..."

At that time, he was feeling sad for a person he couldn't find; now, he has found what he lost, but the person who has been following him has lost him after all.

Gaining and losing often happen at the same time.

Feelings are sometimes a double-edged sword, protecting one but hurting the other.I want to find a relief in love, but after all, love is not a matter of one person, it is not what you say, it is not what you say, and you leave when you say it, and there are thousands of times in your heart, who can realize "live up" Woolen cloth?
Talking about the law of peace and harmony in the world, but the sentence immediately after that, "Be worthy of the Tathagata and be worthy of your honor", seems to be just an excuse that was forced after struggling.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The bell from the Buddhist temple interrupted his thoughts, and the man looked up at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain and walked up.

Maybe it was just after the [-]th, there were not many pilgrims in Quanling Temple, Wang Ma and Hu Shu went to Guanyin Hall to offer incense, but He Tianran found an excuse and came to Dizang Hall alone.

The gate in front of the Dizang Hall is deserted, the weather-beaten blue tiles and the faded brown-yellow walls reflect the autumn in the middle of the mountain. As soon as He Tianran came here, a unique scent of incense in the temple poured into his nostrils. He stood outside the hall and looked in, only to see that there was nothing else in the hall except a majestic Ksitigarbha sitting in the center. He looked around again, only a young monk was cleaning the mountain leaves in front of the court.

He Ranran hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked:
"Little master, may I ask if the mage from the Ksitigarbha Temple is here?"

Hearing this, the little monk stopped moving his hands. He turned his head and looked at He Tianran, only to see that his right hand was wrapped in gauze and hung on his chest. His appearance was somewhat familiar. He thought for a while, put his hands together and said:

"Benefactor, have you asked this question to the monk before?"

He Tianran was taken aback, and then remembered the summer vacation a few months ago, and indeed met a young monk here, but his appearance was already blurred.

He was not sure: "It should be, I did come here not long ago."

"Is the benefactor's surname He?"

"Yes."

The little monk said happily: "That's it!"

Up and down the mountain, in the world of mortals and out of the world, He Tianran has to see so many strange faces every day, and the young monk has been practicing in the temple, so it is only natural that he can remember a pilgrim who specially came to the Ksitigarbha Temple.

"After the benefactor came last time, the master came back and told me that if I meet the benefactor again, there will be a gift for you. He benefactor will wait for a while."

As he said that, the little monk put down his broom and ran into the Buddhist hall excitedly. He Tianran was stunned, but after a while, the little monk ran out again, holding something in his hand Handed it to him.

He Tianran took it and saw that it was a Buddhist scripture called "The Sutra of the Bodhisattva's Vows". It was a thin book with a brand-new cover, and it seemed that it was rarely flipped. There was nothing special about it.

"The mage gave it to me?"

"En!" The little monk nodded solemnly.

He Tianran randomly flipped through a page of Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly saw this sentence, which suddenly caught his eyes:
"If there are sentient beings pretending to be recluses, their hearts are not recluses, they use up their permanent residence, they deceive white clothes, they violate the precepts, and they do all kinds of evil. If they are like this, they will fall into the uninterrupted hell, and there will be no time for them to escape."

Now that he has kept the precepts, he becomes a practitioner. He Tianran remembered that Wen Liang had told him about the three precepts she held, and his heart was shaken.

Right now, the content of the scriptures that He Tianran is reading is the section "The Third Part of the Spectator's Career Destiny". The ghastly appearance made him shudder and sweat profusely.

He does not study Buddhism, so the words and sentences in these Buddhist scriptures have not been interpreted by the scriptures, so he can only understand them from the literal meaning, not daring to speculate too deeply. It broke away from the Buddhist scriptures and fell gently to the ground.

These two pages of thin paper should have been deliberately sandwiched among the Buddhist scriptures earlier, He Tianran squatted down to pick them up, and found that they were two clippings after cutting.

The contents of the newspaper are clearly visible, and the first clipping is an entertainment news——

"The film "My Thoughts Are Far Away" written and directed by the young director ○○ recently won the Palme d'Or Best Film at this year's Cannes International Film Festival!
The film tells the story of how a young man whose destiny was changed by a campus bullying on the eve of the college entrance examination seeks redemption and transformation on the dark road.

The film is adapted from the director's real experience in his teenage years, and takes a different approach in the subject matter. Instead of reminiscing about the beauty of youth through the eyes of those who have experienced it, the film confronts the pain and helplessness of youth, and brings the topic of campus bullying into the public eye. Next, the film tries to arouse the attention and thinking of the audience while telling a good story.

And it is the positive intervention in real life that makes the film get out of the small pattern of "youthful people don't know how to feel sad, and they force their sorrows to write new words", and give youth-themed movies a certain amount of realistic care..."

He Tianran frowned. The Cannes International Film Festival is one of the most influential and top-notch film festivals in the world. As a film school student, he naturally paid more attention to it. It's just that this year's film festival has long since ended, and the award-winning films There is no such "I have thoughts in a long way" in the works!

If a Chinese film won the Palme d'Or, then these film students will go crazy, it's impossible not to have an impression...

Moreover, the name of the director and the year of the award were deliberately blacked out. Could it be a prank?
He Tianran looked at the name of the movie "I'm thinking about it in a long way", and felt inexplicably familiar in his heart. He remembered the novel he had written in another timeline called "Picking up all the cold branches and not wanting to live" , although the sources of these two poems are different, but when they are connected together, they match unexpectedly...

I am thinking about going a long way, picking all the cold branches and refusing to live there.

He Tianran shook his head. He vaguely sensed that this newspaper clipping might come from the yuan future that Wen Liang mentioned at the beginning, but he has no specific clue now, so he can only shift his attention to the content of another newspaper.

The second newspaper published a short piece of people's livelihood news——

"Recently, an unmarried daughter-in-law committed suicide by taking medicine due to an inappropriate relationship with her future mother-in-law in a community in Jiangnan District of Hong Kong City!
When the rescuers arrived upon hearing the news, the woman Xiaoqing (pseudonym) had lost her vital signs. The plot of a certain popular movie was too similar, and the two had a fierce quarrel. Xiaoqing had been diagnosed with moderate depression earlier, and her boyfriend and her wedding were scheduled to be held next month. pile of tragedy. "

The lines of cold words in the newspaper made He Tianran lose his mind, his mind was buzzing, his eyes were wide open, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Congratulations to the benefactor... Master also asked me to dictate a sentence..."

The little monk saw He Tianran's complexion suddenly changed, and his expression was extremely sad, so he couldn't help but become cautious when speaking.

He Tianran lifted his head up inch by inch as if it was rusting, and looked at each other with difficulty, unable to utter a single word...

The little monk pursed his lips, swallowed, clasped his hands together and said, "He asked the benefactor...tonight, what year is it?"

"What, what?"

He Tianran's eyes were distracted, and he responded dully.

"What year is this eve?"

The little monk repeated a sentence.

He Tianran's mind was in chaos, no one had ever asked him this question, and he had never paid attention to this question in real life, he took out his phone to confirm the year, but the phone whose screen was shattered due to a fight, Only the month and date are incompletely displayed on the interface.

"...Today is October tenth, and this year is... the Year of the Ox."

"Benefactor Gui Geng?"

"……eighteen."

"What year was 18 years ago?"

"...I, I am a post-zero."

"Is it zero one zero two or zero three zero four? Is it two one zero zero or one nine zero zero?"

He Tianran's lips parted slightly, the words came to his lips for such a simple question, but no matter what... he couldn't answer it.

He remembered one thing. In this world, no one had ever asked him what year it was.

And the number of the year, in this world, does not have any details.

(End of this chapter)