Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

3p. m.rematch.

"Crunch" -

It was a similar scene to that in the morning, except that this time it opened a blood-stained and rusty iron door.

With darkness as the background, it seems that there is no light to be seen.

Daisy, DAISY, represents forbearing love.

[When did he start noticing her, that day was the first time he killed someone——]

[He saw the girl come to draw daisies on the river bank, didn't he plant a lot?So I send her flowers every day. 】

In the darkness, the voice of the narrator comes from the dark depths.

The background this time is the hell surrounded by iron chains.

【I, I have been waiting for that person. He brings a pot of daisies every day. What kind of person is he?Too bad she couldn't see it. 】The next sound was an angelic female voice.

A model in daisies emerges from the depths of hell...

The light hit her, and her bright blue color seemed to be plucked from the fresh sky after the heavy rain.

The three-dimensional daisy painting on the body is also alive.

【He planted a back garden for me, which is as beautiful and vivid as a miracle.I draw every day, even though I'm blind... I have a whole garden in my head. 】(female)

One piece of tailored and unconstrained daisy-themed clothing came out one after another.

With the ethereal piano sound and music, there is a special artistic conception.

Every piece of clothing, the color seems to be given by nature.

Fresh forest green; bright goose egg yolk; clear sky blue; clear...

This is Diana's garden.

In the dark hell, there are countless daisies competing to bloom.

【From the very beginning, I knew what 'him' was thinking, but I couldn't respond, because I was waiting for the person who gave me flowers to come back. He will definitely come back to see my art exhibition on May 5th, so I'm sorry. 】(female)

【It was the first time he killed someone that day—the raging jealousy was burning.What is love, at least not letting the loved one lie in a pool of blood. ] (narration)

【is it you?Why don't you say, keep looking at me by my side without letting me know, sorry, I didn't recognize you.I've been waiting for you—is this what it feels like to die, maybe it's good to die for you this way.I didn't respond to your love well, I didn't look at you well, and I didn't find out earlier that it was you who sent me the flowers.It is enough to lie in your arms and close your eyes quietly. For me, daisies represent my hidden love. 】(female)

"Miss, your flowers."

The last one to appear was a weeping blood-colored daisy...

The whole scene was silent.

I have seen countless runway shows, but this is the first time I have seen a show that connects the show with a small theater, and it is also a kind of creativity.

And the bloody daisy at the finale was already eye-catching.

What's more, in conjunction with that story, the ethereal sentence at the end——

[Miss, your flower. 】

Jing Jiaren sat under the stage and heard several audience members discussing in low voices:

"This script is inexplicable. Isn't it just a blind man, waiting for a fool every day. But the fool didn't say anything, and mistakenly believed that the blind man didn't love him, so he killed the blind man? It's so complicated, it's so confusing Can't understand."

"This is called making a fuss. The important thing for people is not to express the story, but to create an artistic conception."

"Yeah, I'm getting goosebumps listening to it..."

"Can you two be more professional? I wouldn't have brought you in if I knew it. It's really embarrassing to me."