The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 941 Illusions
It seems to be back to the embryonic stage.

Shen Pianlu felt that she was wrapped in a pool of warm water, swaying with the movement of the mother's body.

But in this warmth, there are some noisy wind and rain mixed in.

It was as if a hole had been split from the chaotic world, and occasionally a few strands of cold rain and the whistling wind would leak into the hole.

Am I born again?

She thought in a daze.

Reborn in the mother's womb?

Such vague and fleeting thoughts quickly disappeared into the increasingly chaotic and scorching senses.

The temperature, which was originally warm and comfortable, seemed to start to go up and down.

For a moment she felt like she was back on a glacier in Alaska, naked and naked.

After a while, I felt that I was in the recording studio of Deep Sea Radio. Not only was there no air conditioner, but the stove was burning the whole room for her on a hot day.

When it's cold, I can't wait to shrink myself into a grain of rice.

When it's hot, I can't wait to spread myself into a piece of water.

The weird and painful feeling made her involuntarily frowned.

The sound of the wind was still blowing, just like the temperature in this body, it was getting closer and further away, making her wonder if there was something wrong with her ears.

The blood is cold and the skin is hot.

At an unknown moment, her body rolled with the ups and downs of the water waves, and her head slammed on a hard and cold object.

The pain woke her up a little.

Shen Pianli's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes with difficulty, leaving a small tired gaze.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a little water fell into her pupils. The astringent feeling made her blink involuntarily, and then her vision became blurred as if covered with a layer of water.

Light is blue.

Under the faint blue light, she was sitting in the pitch-black auditorium, together with thousands of spectators who couldn't see her face, looking at her mother with long hair shawls and long skirts on the stage.

She is playing the piano.

Curved lips can be seen on the gentle side face, elegant and full of warmth.

Her ten fingers are slender and fair, they rested a little above the black and white keys, and then fell down, smooth and gentle like butterflies flying in the spring night.

It was a song called Flying Worms.

Chongerfei, who accompanied her in many dreams.

Shen Pianlu couldn't help but smile.

The mother on the stage seemed to feel something, and turned her head slightly, as if to look towards her.

Shen Pianlu opened her eyes expectantly, waiting for a smiling gaze.

But she just turned her head sideways, revealing a small half of her face under the dim light, and turned her head again.

Shen Pianlu was so anxious that she wanted to call out her mother's name, but in the next moment, she was kicked away from her seat.

In a blink of an eye, she sat on a black stool without feeling any pain.

The insects were still tinkling, and the lights were still light blue.

She looked at the stage blankly, but suddenly found that the mother who was originally wearing a long skirt had been replaced by a man in a white shirt.

A man with sharp edges and corners, a perfectly contoured profile, like an iceberg.

He was also flying around, quiet and silent, but there was an indescribable tenderness in his expressionless face.

The light shone from above his head, blurring and detailing this handsome and extraordinary silhouette.

Shen Pianli moved her lips, feeling that this person's name was about to be blurted out, but for some reason she couldn't remember it.

Suddenly there was a slight sigh from her side, like the last breath left by a person before dying, angry with reluctance to vomit, reluctance and struggle, this tone weakly said to her ear,
"Cloud, he will be the best choice."

"This is also the last thing Mom can do for you."

(End of this chapter)