Chapter 1
The room was dark, the windows were closed, the curtains were drawn, and the color-changing lights were set to the dimmest setting. The dim light made everything look very old.
Six theater chairs were placed in a row of three at the back, with a white screen that occasionally flashed a snowflake. Red and heavy curtains hung loosely on both sides of the screen, giving the impression of an old and dilapidated movie theater.
Jiang Huiwen was walking at the end, her feet were a little shaky, and she muttered in an inaudible voice: "Is this really an emotional book? Why do I feel like it's a horror book?"
Jiang Huiwen was not the only one who felt this way. Even Jiang Qi began to doubt whether this book was a pure emotional book or an emotional book with ?
The scene arranged by Liu Lan was indeed a bit weird.
Gao Qin held the movie ticket in her hand, looked at the word Chu Ting and guessed, "I think it's possible that we are watching the movie under the names of the people on these movie tickets. Please sit down first."
Qin Can tugged at his clothes, looked at the movie ticket for Wang Erya, then looked at Jiang Qi's Jiang Erzhu, and analyzed: "My ticket and Jiang Qi's ticket are obviously from ordinary people, one is Erya and the other is Erzhu. Your names are a little more cultured than ours, so you should come from a good family. Is this a modern background, a background from the Republic of China, or a background from the last century?"
"It's definitely not modern." Liu Chang analyzed calmly, "There shouldn't be many people named Erzhu or Erya nowadays."
The six people were standing there analyzing the situation when the lights suddenly went out and images began to appear on the screen.
Everyone hurriedly ran to the chairs and sat down to start watching the movie.
Soon, a little man appeared on the white screen.
There is no sound, no accompanying words, and the little man doesn't even have facial features. It's impossible to tell his age, gender, or emotions, and yet he is inexplicably vivid.
The little man on the screen ran and jumped in the field. The field was just some simple lines, just like the little man. He chased butterflies and caught insects. He played happily for a long time and was called home by his friends for dinner. The first paragraph ended like this.
The six people sitting there:?
What the hell is this?
Is it a bit too early to put this art form into practice now?
In silence, Jiang Wanwan looked to the left, to the right, and then to the front. She scratched her head and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. Just as she was thinking hard for a long time and was about to speak, the second paragraph began.
Perhaps due to the premature artistic foundation of the first paragraph, Jiang Qi found that he actually understood the background of the second paragraph.
It was still a little man, sitting in the room and writing. He sat there and wrote all the time, as if all was well, and then it ended.
"This is a girl, right?" Gao Qin said. "She looks quiet and gentle. She should be a lady from a wealthy family reading and practicing calligraphy in the study."
Although it sounded outrageous to tell that a quiet lady from a noble family could be seen from a little person without any facial features, everyone present nodded in agreement.
"Yes, this one should be a girl. The first one is a boy, and he should be younger than the second girl." Liu Chang agreed.
"The first boy should be from the countryside. Hey, brother, is it you? Your name is Jiang Erzhu, which is quite appropriate." Jiang Wanwan suddenly understood.
Jiang Qi thought it made sense: "It's possible, let's finish watching it first."
The third paragraph is still about a little person, being led by another little person to visit the temple fair. The two little people are obviously the same size, but everyone has a strange intuition telling them that the other little person is the mother of the third little person.
The third part is much richer than the previous two parts. The little girl's mother bought her a hair flower and a candy man, took her to see magic tricks, and took her to eat steamed buns. The little girl was very happy, dancing with the candy man and reluctant to eat it. She held the hair flower in her hand for fear of dropping it. There were many people visiting the temple fair, so her mother held her hand for fear that she would get lost. When the temple fair ended, her mother picked up the little girl, and the little girl happily hugged her mother, but her mother was very sad and walked away holding the little girl.
Jiang Wanwan was fascinated by what she saw. It was clearly just something drawn with the simplest stick figures, but it was as attractive as a real-life movie.
Jiang Wanwan looked at the curtain that had returned to white and asked, "Why? Aren't we happy visiting the temple fair? Why did I feel like her mother was so sad at the end?"
Jiang Huiwen shook her head: "Not only am I sad, but I'm also a little reluctant."
"Is it because her child is seriously ill and won't live long, so she brought her to the temple fair, which is why her mother is sad?" Qin Can had a wild idea.
Jiang Qi felt something was wrong: "No, that little man looks quite energetic, just like the first little man. There must be other reasons."
As he was speaking, the fourth paragraph began.
Maybe it was because of his experience. Although they were all the same villains, Jiang Qi was able to quickly distinguish their differences, judge their identities and feel their emotions in a short time.
The fourth little man is obviously a teenager, talking to his elders at home. The elders at home like him very much, and the warm and cheerful atmosphere makes people feel comfortable. His mother made him a new set of clothes, his grandmother smiled and let him eat cakes, his grandfather gave him a watch, and his father patted his shoulder and saw him off. The boy said goodbye to his family and walked away.
"It seems like... he is going to school outside." Liu Chang was a little uncertain. "The family seems to be quite wealthy, so it should be a man. Is it me?"
Liu Chang looked at the movie ticket in his hand with Su Qinghe's name written on it.
Jiang Huiwen silently analyzed the characters that appeared, frowning in thought.
The fifth paragraph begins.
It was still the familiar little girl, weaving a basket with her mother in the room. The little girl was young and her technique was not right, so her mother put down her work and patiently corrected her. The mother and daughter stayed in the room happily. When the little girl finally wove a complete basket with her own efforts, her father who went out hunting came back. The little girl excitedly showed her father the newly woven basket, and her father smiled and touched her head. The family of three was happy and joyful.
"The hunter family seems to be well off." Gao Qin said.
No one agreed. Everyone was silent as if they were watching a movie, waiting to see the next part.
The sixth paragraph begins.
The little girl was learning to use an abacus in her room. She was very good at it, but no one taught her. She just learned it by herself in her room. When her friends called her to play outside the window, she turned a deaf ear to them and was completely immersed in her own world. It ended without a beginning or an end.
Gao Qin looked at the others, obviously unsure whether she should speak now.
Jiang Qi spoke first: "Are you sure which one you are? I should be the first one."
"I am Su Qinghe who is studying abroad." Liu Chang said.
Qin Can said weakly: "My intuition tells me that the one visiting the temple fair is Wang Erya, that is me."
Jiang Qi looked at Gao Qin, Jiang Huiwen and Jiang Wanwan. There was no difference in their identities from their names. He just shook his head helplessly.
"There's too little information available now." Gao Qin bit her lip in confusion and raised her voice, "D...Miss, are there any other videos? What should we do now that we've finished watching them?"
As soon as Gao Qin finished speaking, the seventh segment began to play on the white screen.
Get married.
Gao Qin and others subconsciously looked at Jiang Qi and Liu Chang. They were the only two men here, and this clip could only belong to them.
Jiang Qi stared at the white screen and saw the little man on the screen happily accepting everyone's congratulations. There were a few little men nearby playing the suona with all their might.
Even without any sound, Jiang Qi seemed to be able to hear the cheerful suona sound and the continuous congratulations.
Suddenly, the screen shook, and when Jiang Qi looked again, he appeared in a real cinema.
Old and run-down, this theater is large, but it gives the impression that there may not be a single customer for a month. The screen is playing the clip of the boy playing that Jiang Qi had seen before. In front of the screen stands a middle-aged man wearing the same white robe, looking at the content on the screen with a confused look on his face.
Jiang Qi reacted instantly and entered his memory again.
Although Jiang Qi didn't even see the script this time, he came in directly while watching the movie.
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