Qingqing made sure that she had finished drinking the pear soup before releasing her body-holding technique.
"elder sister?"
She stared at her anxiously. It is said that once the Forgetting Water is put into the throat, it will have effects. She swallowed her saliva and waved it in front of Chu Qingcheng, "Sister, do you still know me?"
"Qingqing..."
"Yes, yes, I am Qingqing!" She looked at her expectantly, "Then, do you still remember who Bai Mo is?"
Chu Qingcheng's eyes were blank.
"Great! It's working!" Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. Her brother-in-law told her when he left that Wangqing Water will only forget the person you love most, including the memory of the person you love most. Nothing else will.
Forget. "Sister, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
Chu Qingcheng shook her head.
She looked around the room, her brows gradually raised, "Where is this?"
"Uh... this is my home in the world."
"oh!"
Chu Qingcheng stood up from her chair. She opened the window and saw it was raining lightly outside. "I'm going to go for a walk outside."
"ah?"
"No?"
"Okay! Of course!" Qingqing said hesitantly, "But it's raining now."
Chu Qingcheng laughed loudly, "Qingqing, you have forgotten that we are snake demons. Snakes like this kind of rainy weather the most. I will go out for a walk and I will be back soon."
Qingqing was worried at first, but seeing her smiling happily, she immediately felt relieved.
This must have been forgotten.
Otherwise, how could you laugh.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay! Sister, go ahead and don't stay too long. It will be time to have lunch soon."
"Um!"
Chu Qingcheng walked out of the room briskly.
Qingqing shouted behind her, "The umbrella is by the door!"
"knew!"
…
The camera turned.
Already outside.
Chu Qingcheng was dressed in white, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking on the street. It was drizzling. Occasionally there were pedestrians passing by in the street. She walked step by step. The rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually wet the hem of her skirt.
and cloth shoes.
She walked aimlessly.
Gradually, as she crossed the street, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and finally, she came to a bluestone bridge.
Step by step, she slowly walked onto the bridge.
Release your hands.
The oil-paper umbrella in his hand slowly floated away.
The heavy rain immediately wet her body and hair.
She stroked the piers of the stone bridge, turned her head and glanced at the end of the bridge, and her tears fell together with the raindrops.
then!
This is where she found Bai Mo.
Love-forgetting water!
Forget about love?
How could I forget!
White ink...
That is the love that is engraved in her bones and flowing in her blood.
"Ms. sir..."
She looked at the river, as if looking at Bai Mo through the river, "You are so cruel, you want me to forget you... If you can forget, how can I still be in such pain!"
It rained heavily.
Her voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible, "For these thousand years, you have been my obsession and my belief in living..."
How could you forget!
How could I forget!
That’s white ink!
Thinking of the way he disappeared in front of him, Chu Qingcheng finally couldn't help it, lay down on the bridge pier, and started to scream in grief.
The rain is getting heavier.
Heavy raindrops hit her rickety back, as if they could knock her down at any time, but now... that man in white clothes and snow-clad snow will never show up to hold an umbrella for him again.
Chu Qingcheng cried uncontrollably.
"Ms. sir... don't blame me, I tried, I really tried, but I can't do it..."
She really tried!
Try to live without him.
But……
That is Bai Mo, and it is her biggest belief in life.
Faith is gone.
She was like a walking corpse, and even the world had lost its color.
She closed her eyes.
Everything in my mind is filled with every detail from when the two people met.
Later.
She opened her eyes that were red from crying and murmured, "Mr. Qingqing said that you might still have a soul left in the world... but I no longer want to search like this without a purpose... I have no strength. If you really
You still have souls, so don’t forget our agreement... Whether it’s for life or for eternity... we will always be together. When the time comes... you remember... you must recognize me at first glance..."
The words fell.
The corners of her mouth raised.
She opened her arms, white spiritual power condensed on her fingers, her whole body rose into the air, rising slowly, and she closed her eyes.
Sir!
If there is an afterlife.
We still meet here!
The white spiritual power at her fingertips gradually dissipated. She closed her eyes and smiled, but her whole body instantly sank into the water at a decisive speed!
The water surface stirred up a wave of water.
Her figure seemed to be hit by raindrops into the water and disappeared.
…
"Click!"
Li Mou shouted, "It's done!"
But there were no cheers from the crew.
Li Mou turned around.
I saw the staff wearing raincoats, staring at Lin Wanwan, who had already burst into tears.
"...Woo! Even though I read the original work and knew that Chu Qingcheng died in love in the end, I still feel heartbroken when I see this scene!"
"Me too!" The staff member wiped away tears and whispered, "When I read the original work, I really hated Chu Qingcheng. I felt that the Demon Emperor sacrificed his life in exchange for her life, and Bai Mo... Bai Mo also wanted her to live.
Yaizhen died together...she didn't cherish her own life so much! But now...seeing Lin Wanwan's performance, I suddenly felt...Chu Qingcheng was not wrong at all."
"It's right... Bai Mo is Chu Qingcheng's belief. A thousand years ago, if he hadn't felt that Bai Mo still had a trace of soul left in the Demon Locking Tower, Chu Qingcheng wouldn't have been able to hold on for a thousand years... His belief was gone.
How can a person still live? Ugh... You have to love someone so much that you can't forget it even after drinking the love-forgetting water."
"Ugh, I'm bursting into tears! Bai Mo and Chu Qingcheng are so pitiful. Why can't lovers be together? Why does "Allure" have a tragic ending."
"And the Demon Emperor! The Demon Emperor is so pitiful..."
"It's so miserable! It's so miserable!"
"Woo-"
The staff burst into tears.
"..."
Li Mou also felt sour in his heart.
Even though he was a professional director and could not direct less than average emotional scenes, Lin Wanwan's final scene still moved him.
Li Mou sniffed.
However.
Look up.
Seeing Lin Wanwan... Lin Wanwan had already taken off her Wia. She had been wrapped in a thick bath towel. She was holding a cup of hot milk tea in her hand. Her assistant Jian Ning was holding an umbrella for her.
, she was standing with Sun Qian and Ji Yehuo, and she didn’t know what a few people said. She suddenly slapped her thighs and laughed wildly.
"..."
Li Mou's mouth twitched sharply.
Damn it!
This is not the Chu Qingcheng who died for love. She is simply a crazy woman who doesn't care about her image!
Whatever moved me, whatever made me sad...all of them went to Javaland at once!