My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 358 Autobiography: If We Never Met ([-])

Cao Aiqing left.

Just like when she dumped He Tianran in the lead washing pond, she left resolutely.

A woman who can say "I never had a failure in my youth" is destined to move forward.

He Tianran knew this very early on, that's why he gave the evaluation of "A Liang is fake and easy, Ai Qing is really open-minded".

However, what about the man himself now?
After leaving the tailor shop, he sat in the car for half an hour before stepping on the accelerator.

In the huge city, he drove aimlessly through the jungle made of reinforced concrete. At the next intersection, he would either turn left, go straight, or go up the elevated road...

He can go anywhere without a purpose.

Only in the end, the car stopped at the door of a convenience store, and the man bought a pack of cigarettes.

He Tianran hardly smokes now, and usually only makes exceptions when he is in a particularly complicated mood, but as long as he smokes, he will smoke one after another, so a pack of twenty cigarettes on him will either smoke three or four months, or only half a day.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

When he inhaled the third cigarette in a row, He Tianran coughed, and a nauseating feeling surged in his chest. This sudden discomfort in the midst of thinking made him realize a very sad fact——

Smoking is harmful to health, but there will always be people who use various emotional symbols to imprison the soul with nicotine.

Whether it’s pretending to be beeping or being lonely, no matter how bad it is, it can also be called a stress reliever.

And once this kind of emotional sustenance is formed, even if you know that it is harmful but not beneficial, it will be difficult to control your behavior by willpower.

Smoking to alleviate the addiction is a stupid act of knowingly committing a crime. Some people say that smoking is enjoyment, but in fact this kind of enjoyment is just a short-lived and complete sense of comfort for the body that has been ravaged by cigarettes...

But everyone understands the truth, but when facing the temptation of some choices seriously, you should hesitate, or you will hesitate.

The cigarette is like this, and the string of Buddhist beads in He Tianran's hand is also like this.

This is the power of this "subsistence".

Perhaps, in this impetuous society, people are too eager to obtain a kind of spiritual integrity and peace.

Even if it's just for a while.

After going through several reincarnations, He Tianran is very clear about how much impact the change of the timeline will have, but he is indeed looking forward to the world that Cao Aiqing just described...

"I don't know it, it's sudden. The matter of entrusting the legacy to the sad wind may have been explained very thoroughly in the poem that Ai Qing gave to herself..."

The man sitting smoking in front of the convenience store muttered to himself.

He Tianran, who doesn't need to save Cao Aiqing, is free now.

Putting the string of bodhi seeds symbolizing "Consummation" but representing Baiba's "troubles" on his wrist again, He Tianran stubbed out the cigarette and got back into the car.

What has he learned all these years?

The world outside the car window is dazzling, but the places you pass by occasionally are gloomy and silent. Between the alternation of sunlight and black and white, He Tianran thought a lot.

Cao Aiqing didn't fail in his youth, but he couldn't do it, or in other words, it wasn't the way He Tianran wanted.

Every punctuation mark in this article of life is clear, and the cautious character of not making typos is not suitable for him after all.

It doesn’t matter if the handwriting is messy, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t get a high score on the paper. Be loyal to your own feelings and do everything seriously. Or those four words——

Consistently.

This is He Tianran's creed in dealing with life now.

He doesn't plan to go back to the past and re-draft an autobiography of his life. If the writing is crooked, it will be crooked. If the punctuation is wrong, it will be wrong.
Only finish writing, finish.

Rather than turn around and ponder the first sentence of the article from the beginning at this turning point in life, it would be better...

Write down your next sentence.

Therefore, when He Ranran stood in front of the commercial street that had been silent for a long time and had lost its color, there was no trace of fear anymore.

The beads on the wrist emit a slight light, which seems to be able to feel the wearer's mind.

There is no need to go back to the past to change, nor to go to the future to witness.

What does one want to do firmly...

Now you can!

He Tianran stepped forward and stepped into the black and white world that he had forgotten for a long time.

……

……

"Director Li, the actor teacher called just now, so he probably won't be able to come."

"Ah? Why?!"

"He said he... something urgent happened to his family, and he didn't elaborate on what happened..."

"Hey, what's the rush... This kind of special actor has too much work, it's just that they feel that the salary is too low, and they are filming in a university city on a hot day. It's still a student work, so they don't want to work."

"Then... what should we do now?"

"Let's look for it. See if you can contact some students from the acting department to help me. Fortunately, there are not many shots..."

At the gate of the Film Academy, a group of people who looked like a student crew gathered together. The leader was a man named Li Wang, a senior in the director department, who was currently worrying about his graduation short film.

"Oh, why is it so troublesome, as I said, Director Li can do it by himself."

The person speaking with the camera at this time is Cai Jueming, a senior in the Department of Photography, who is also the photographer of this short film.

Li Wang quickly shook his head, "I don't show up, it's a matter of principle!"

Many directors treat their own works only like the feeling of hiding behind the scenes and strategizing. It is more difficult to get them to appear on camera.

"Then what do you think of Hu Xiucai?"

Cai Jueming joked to another man next to him with a smile.

The person he calls Hu Xiucai, whose real name is Hu Yue, majors in drama, film and literature, and is the screenwriter of this work.

The main creators of this small crew are all at the same level, and there are also a few juniors who come to help with the set. It can be seen that the structure of this crew is really simple.

As soon as he heard his nickname, Hu Yue immediately stood at attention in a funny way, looking forward to being a guest star in his script.

"Um……"

Li Wang just stared at him for a few seconds, then shook his head:
"I... um... this role should... how should I put it... Zhou Zheng, are you right, Hu Bian?"

"Hey, hey, Director Li, do you mean that I look crooked? Do you believe that I will change the script for you now, right away?"

Hu Yue protested, and a group of people burst into laughter.

"Hey Director Li, look at that man, he's been looking at us all the time."

The heroine of the short film, Gu Ling, was joking with everyone, and elbowed Li Wang who was still laughing. He raised his eyes and saw a man who seemed to be about the same age standing not far from them.

The man's long hair was tied up casually, which should have been specially designed, so some hair strands were highlighted and dyed gray, and a fitted suit made him look extraordinarily tall and straight. In this art school where there are so many handsome men and beautiful women In front of the door, that temperament can be regarded as unique, at first glance, it looks like a rich kid who is engaged in art.

"Isn't that guy hot in a suit?"

Cai Jueming made a complaint, but was immediately slapped back by his ex-girlfriend Gu Ling:

"You got it, you can't learn this type of others if you want to, and maybe they are seniors or something, because they need to go out for work!"

Cai Jueming laughed dryly twice: "Heh~ yes yes yes yes."

Different from his friends, Li Wang looked at the man silently, and the other party also felt the sight from this side, perhaps because he knew that it was impolite to keep his eyes on them all the time, so he nodded politely, and then He showed a slightly tangled expression, as if he wanted to come over to say hello, but thinking that everyone was unfamiliar, he turned around and left.

"Student, stay behind!"

What was unexpected was Li Wang's reaction, he quickly left his friends and walked to the man in two or three steps.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The man stops.

"Well...cough, what do you call your classmates?"

"...Just call me Xiaojia."

The man hesitated for a moment, then smiled.

"Ah, Brother A, right? Uh, what... Brother A, do you have time this afternoon?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's just that our crew is temporarily short of a supporting role. It's very important. Can you do me a favor and play a guest role for us?"

Li Wang also happened suddenly, and was forced to find a suitable one with great difficulty, so he went forward to arrest the person himself.

The man named Xiaojia was taken aback for a moment, then asked:

"What role?"

"A director!"

(End of this chapter)