The mist is lingering, like the morning just after it rained, in the place in Huajin's dream, the grass color is slightly gray in the mist, everything seems to be covered with a layer of frosted glass, mysterious but a little weird.
The sun rose slowly, the mist gradually dispersed, and white marble was exposed.
In the dream, Hua Jin only felt like an erratic lonely soul, looking down at this small place in the world from the perspective of a third party.
The corner of the white marble is carved with exquisite patterns, like medieval aristocratic sculptures, looming in the scattered mist, but it has a special beauty of artistic conception.
In the half-dispersed fog, someone suddenly came.
The man walked through the mist, gradually revealing his whole face, straight figure, cold expression, wearing a long black coat, which seemed to be wet with dew, and holding a black umbrella in his hand.
This is He Ling.
To be precise, it was He Ling of the He Group that Hua Jin was familiar with in his last life.
The He Ling in this life is younger than the He Ling in the dream, and the condensation between his brows has also faded. When looking at her, there is always a gentle light in his eyes.
However, He Ling, who appeared in Huajin Dream now, is like a sword with a hidden front, calm and cold, even if he is not sheathed, he can still feel the hidden sword edge.
Having gotten used to the current He Ling, Hua Jin suddenly felt a little distressed when he saw the icy He Ling from the previous life.
She wanted to go forward and hug him who was like ice, but she still couldn't get close. She could only circle around in vain, watching everything happen in front of her, but she couldn't intersect.
Behind He Ling stood Li Tezhu, who was also dressed in black.
Li Tezhu was wearing a black suit, with his hands clasped and hanging down naturally, his expression was also solemn.
With such a dignified atmosphere, Hua Jin always felt that something was wrong.
Until He Ling squatted down, took off the black gloves he had been wearing all the time, stretched out his pale hand, and gently wiped off the dew on the marble.
As if all the surrounding mist had dissipated, Hua Jin finally saw clearly what the marble was hidden in the mist.
That is a tombstone.
The name on the tombstone is Hua Jin.
It seems that this is really a strange dream.
When the previous memory appeared, Hua Jin thought it was a past life memory she had forgotten.
Now that he can clearly see the tombstone of He Ling's subordinates, Hua Jin is relieved that this is not his memory at all. After all, if it is his own memory, he has already passed away at that time, so how could he possibly know this memory.
Hua Jin calmed down, she had no body but consciousness, squatting aside curiously watching what happened in front of her.
I saw He Ling was silent for a while, fingering the word "Hua Jin" on the white marble.
Li Tezhu took a step forward, took the umbrella, put it on top of He Ling's head, and bowed his head in silence.
After Li Tezhu took over the umbrella, He Ling withdrew his hand and touched the side pocket of his coat.
Hua Jin saw the folds of the coat pocket move slightly, and He Ling reached out to take out the familiar black jade bracelet.
He tapped lightly on an inconspicuous protrusion under Huajin's tombstone, and saw a hidden compartment that opened quietly, revealing a space that could just fit a black jade bracelet.
"What is done here is really ingenious."
Li Tezhu looked at the tombstone that looked like a whole, but it was able to reveal such a hidden space. He knew that Mr. He had greeted the master on the other side of the tombstone before. Except for He Ling, no one had discovered that there was another one here. dark grid.
He Ling didn't speak, but just put the black jade bracelet in.
Muttering to himself: "Now, it can be regarded as repaying your childhood companionship."
His voice was so low that Special Assistant Li couldn't hear it, but it reached Hua Jin's ear.
Although she knew that this memory was false, Hua Jin felt a little sore in her heart. She subconsciously wanted to cover her heart, but after all the fuss, she realized that she was just a consciousness now, without any limbs.
After He Ling put the black jade bracelet in, he pushed it lightly, and the tombstone returned to its original shape.
From the outside, the marble is restored to its original state, and there are no gaps or unnatural places at all.
He Ling immediately stood up, looked down at the tombstone in front of him, and fell silent again. After an unknown amount of time, he took the umbrella from Li Te's assistant, turned and left.
Li Tezhu hurriedly followed the pace of He Ling in front of him, and the figures of the two gradually drifted away.
Hua Jin took a look at the tombstone with his name engraved on it, and felt a little strange. It was a black and white photo that he liked very much.
I don't know why, but Hua Jin always feels that Shen Yingqiu chose him.
Because this was a joke between the two when they were still working together and Shen Yingqiu hadn't left.
After one shoot, Hua Jin was very satisfied with the finished film, so he told Shen Yingqiu that if he passed away in the future, this photo must be used for the photo on the tombstone.
However, this is not a real memory after all, it is because I am too serious.
As Hua Jin thought about it, the scene in front of him turned around.
When it stabilized, it was a sunny noon, and there was a soft light on the marble tombstone.
Even under such strong light, Hua Jin looked carefully at the tombstone, but could not see any traces of the hidden compartment below.
Just as he was exploring, another footstep came.
Hua Jin looked around curiously, and saw a man in a black suit, a man with smiling eyes that Hua Jin didn't recognize, holding a bouquet of white roses in his hand, and came to Hua Jin's tombstone.
His hair is light chestnut, and there is a silver shaped earring on his ear, which glows cool in the sun.
Even though Hua Jin saw the man's face, he racked his brains and couldn't remember who this man was.
She watched the man gently put the white rose in front of Hua Jin's tombstone, and then sat directly on the same marble aisle in front of the tombstone.
Because of his movements, there were some uneven marks in his black suit.
Hua Jin watched as he took out a bottle of pink wine from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, sprinkled some wine on Hua Jin's tomb, and took a sip by himself.
The man smiled, his smiling eyes were like crescent moons, he showed two canine teeth, obviously he had a particularly sunny and lively appearance, but at this moment there was a slight sadness in his eyes.
"You probably don't know me yet. I haven't had time to meet you yet. My name is Xi Yueze. I'm a singer. I haven't had time to walk by your side"
Having said that, he raised his head and took another sip of the wine, and a rosy glow gradually rose on his neck.
"If there is a next life, let me meet you first, okay?"
His tone is gentle, like a sympathetic whisper, but the ending is a little trembling.
After finishing speaking, he slowly buried his face between his knees (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com