The country bumpkin was brought back to get married for good luck. Jiang Nian agreed and immediately severed ties and kicked out her scummy father. She didn't expect the dead man she was suppos...
Jiang Nian had just returned to her room when she received a call from Si Boye.
"Are we home, baby?"
"We've arrived," Jiang Nian replied, then asked, "You and your mom finished talking so quickly?"
It seems like only half an hour has passed since she returned from Tanzhou.
“Of course,” the man on the other end of the phone squinted, “I only said a few words before my mother left.”
If he gets so angry that you slam the door and leave, that counts as leaving.
"Mmm," Jiang Nian responded again.
There was a subtle pause for a few seconds, and the air became quiet.
The two people on the phone almost simultaneously thought of the intense argument that had been interrupted in the dimly lit entryway.
The faint echoes of their unsteady, intertwined breaths still linger in my ears.
Jiang Nian's ears felt slightly hot again.
"You...go to sleep early," Jiang Nian said.
But then she heard the man on the other end of the phone breathe more heavily, and his voice became hoarse for some reason: "...I'm going to take a shower, you go to sleep first, okay?"
Jiang Nian didn't think much of it and hung up the phone.
When she came out after taking a shower, she saw the firefly-shaped preserved flower rabbit that Si Boye had brought over, quietly placed on the bedroom table.
Through the high-definition glass, even the fine hairs on the golden stamens are clearly visible, making it look like a meticulously crafted work of art.
Jiang Nian looked at the light above her head and took a deep breath.
Almost as if he had made up his mind, he walked to the light switch and turned off the ceiling light in the room.
The room went dark the instant the switch was pressed, and Jiang Nian's heart clenched in that instant as well.
However, in that very instant, the light from the firefly on the table began to shine.
It was as if the golden fireflies had gathered into the shape of a rabbit, dispelling the complete darkness before their eyes and also dispelling the fear in Jiang Nian's heart.
But compared to the fleeting nature of fireflies, the flowers before us are eternal, beautiful and timeless.
It's not a corpse.
It's a beautiful, glowing little rabbit, keeping her company here.
Jiang Nian let out a long sigh of relief.
It seems that the gloom that has lingered in my heart for many years is being dispelled little by little.
*
the next day.
Jiang Nian had already asked her homeroom teacher for leave to accompany Lin Ruru to the film set where the director was shooting that day.
Because of the possibilities Jiang Nian mentioned yesterday, Lin Ruru was extremely anxious the entire way there.
Until she entered the film set and saw the dazzling array of lights, cameras, and sets, and dozens of staff members with different responsibilities rushing around the venue, no one paid any attention to her and Jiang Nian.
Lin Ruru was finally relieved.
This time it definitely can't be a scammer targeting her.
"Niannian, wait here for me for a while, I'm going to find that Assistant Wu," Lin Ruru said.
Jiang Nian nodded and stood aside.
She was just accompanying Lin Ruru today to ensure her safety, so she dressed simply and modestly.
She wore a beige cotton-linen shirt on top and skinny jeans and high-top canvas shoes on the bottom.
But the girl had a slender waist, long legs, fair skin, and delicate features. Coupled with her superior bone structure and aloof temperament, she attracted a lot of attention even when standing in a corner.
Some people even mistook her for a celebrity, but after sneaking a few glances, they still couldn't place her.
Jiang Nian spotted director Li Mu in the crowd not far away.
The director was sitting in front of the camera, holding a notebook and talking to someone next to him. The actress sitting next to him was probably Mingxin.
I have to say, that assistant director really had a good eye for talent.
At first glance, Mingxin's appearance and figure do indeed resemble Lin Ruru's.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Ruru was led by her assistant to the director and Ming Xin.
"Director Li, this is the body double I found for Mingxin to film today's scene. Doesn't she look a lot like Mingxin?"
"Anyway, let her replace Sister Mingxin in the scenes where she gets beaten up. If her hair is messed up, you won't be able to tell. We won't even need to spend much money on post-production."
The assistant began to introduce the project, as if to take credit.
The director looked at Lin Ruru and nodded in satisfaction.
Mingxin also looked delighted: "She really does look a lot like me."
He grabbed Lin Ruru's hand, looking friendly and kind: "Little sister, I heard you're still a high school student, which is the same age as my character in this scene. It seems you're destined for this role. Well then, thank you for your hard work today's filming."
Mingxin said that Lin Ruru had worked hard, but she didn't even ask her name.
Because it doesn't matter to her at all.
Lin Ruru was startled by her assistant's words and timidly asked, "Um... Assistant Wu, what did you mean by the scene where she gets beaten up?"
Director Li Mu, who was sitting next to him, frowned upon hearing this and looked at his assistant: "What? Didn't you tell her what content we wanted her to replace in?"
The assistant scratched his head: "This girl is young. I was just afraid that if I said too much, I would scare her away from coming."
Pulling Lin Ruru aside, he explained, "It's like this, little sister. The drama we're going to film is a female-centric revenge drama written and directed by our own director. The plot is roughly about how the female lead, Cheng Lan, was bullied by Bai Qiuxue, a rich girl in her class, when she was in high school."
"The female protagonist tried to call the police to save herself, but was retaliated against by Bai Qiuxue, who hired someone to run over and kill her parents. As a result, the female protagonist was forced to drop out of school and was left with deep psychological trauma. Years later, she committed suicide by cutting her wrists on her birthday. Bai Qiuxue, on the other hand, lived a life that everyone envied: her parents' love, her respectable job, and her happy marriage."
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