The picture of Mu Qing shown on the screen in the cinema was calm and pale.

On the screen, the male protagonist and the female protagonist smile warmly before knowing that they are destined to be a tragic ending.

Mu Qing bit the milk tea straw, and Lu Zhizhou patted her head and said softly: "Don't bite the milk tea straw."

The sun in the movie was warm and the scene was as warm as spring, illuminating the empty seats next to her.

"it is good."

She whispered, silently picking up the cold milk tea and taking a sip.

"What do you want to eat today? No fried chicken."

"Anyway, it will be reset tomorrow. Just eat, eat."

"Then you can't eat it next time." Lu Zhizhou reluctantly handed her the paper bag with fried chicken in his hand.

The screen temporarily dimmed, but the music did not stop, and the transition to the next scene was slowly progressing.

"it is good."

The cold and sweet milk tea entered my mouth, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to swallow it.

"Why did you forget to bring your scarf again?"

"Anyway, the senior will give me his own, and tomorrow the scarf will run back to the senior's house by itself, and there is no need to return it."

"That's really naughty. Then let me wear your scarf anytime."

The movie screen slowly turns to gray as the finale approaches.

"all good."

All promised to you.

Tears fell down her cheeks. She looked at the chip in her palm, and her eyes began to be unable to hold back the surging emotions.

While she wasted every day in despair because of his phone call, he was looking for Shen Bieyan again and again for her. In order to prevent herself from being hurt, she went through torture at his hands until the end of that day, day after day. .

She leaned down and buried her head. The memory of Shen Bieyan shaving his flesh was lingering in her mind.

Tears fell from his eyes drop by drop. Mu Qing covered her mouth with both hands, and the uncontrollable sobs and tears in her throat overflowed from her fingers.

It hurts, it really hurts.

Lu Zhizhou, do you feel any pain?

She had dared to say she knew him just now, but she didn't know him at all.

Why didn't you go to Shen Suiyan? Why did you find out now?

She is so stupid.

It's so stupid!

She finally couldn't restrain herself, raised her head, took a deep breath of air, and ran out of the cinema.

The cool breeze blew against her face. She squatted on the roadside and retched. Big tears fell uncontrollably. Her nose was red and blocked. She could only take a big breath of air through the retching gap.

After a long time, I finally held my head and cried.

The passers-by looked at the little girl squatting on the roadside with strange eyes, and then passed by in a hurry.

……

It was still afternoon when Mu Qing returned home. She looked at the chip in her hand, her eyes still a little red.

There were a dozen missed calls on the phone, all from Xu Jiale.

Marimba's ringtone rang again, and Mu Qing answered the call.

"Muqing, you are satisfied! Mr. Jiang is dead. Now Shen Fuyan can find my location. Where are you now? We will die together!"

Mu Qing calmed down her emotions, her calm voice still slightly nasal.

"Okay, but how many more times can you die?"

"We must die together! If I die, you will have to bear Shen Bieyan's wrath, and you can't even think of escaping!"

Mu Qing listened calmly as she went crazy, then ended the call and blocked Xu Jiale's number.

She put the chip in the palm of her hand, a small piece, but she didn't know whether it would be reset tomorrow.

Unable to live up to her senior's wishes, Mu Qing took a deep breath and put the chip on her forehead according to the instructions given by the taskmaster Lu Zhizhou.

In an instant, a large number of memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind.

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