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The sweet dinner ends here.

I didn't see the follow-up content, and the dream suddenly changed the scene.

The scene I saw just now seemed to give me a wake-up call. After hitting me for a while, I stopped.

The ghost I followed was Lu Yanning, and my understanding of Lu Yanning was limited to Chen Xiaoqiu’s previous kimono victim, because the kimono was burned by me—or should I say it was burned by Ye Qing, she just made a scene He was in a car accident, was hospitalized with a broken leg, and was on the verge of death. After all, he was rescued. I never paid attention to Lu Yanning after that. I just regarded her as a passer-by in my life and I would never interact with her again.

I never thought that one day I would follow Lu Manning in my dreams.

Naturally, the next scene in the dream is the rehearsal room of the Drama Academy. Ma Yibing, the president of the drama club, and Li Ruolan, Chen Xiaoqiu's cousin, are both there. Lu Yanning put on that terrible kimono and was adapting to the clothing of other ethnic groups.

"Walking like this, do you look like a J country person?" Lu Manning took a small step.

Someone next to him was holding a tablet and comparing Lu Manning with the J country woman in the video, "Well, let's walk like this. Keep your back straighter."

Lu Manning straightened his back.

The kimono is tight at the front and slightly loose at the back. The cherry blossom tree shook slightly, and some wrinkles appeared.

When I looked at that kimono, I thought of the old witch I caught in the office that day. The fear at that time was still fresh in my memory, and I couldn't help but feel a chill.

Speaking of which, that day was also the first time I had a dream, but it felt like an ordinary dream, completely different from the experience I have now. At that time, my ability must have been very weak. I could only feel the sadness of the old witch during her lifetime. Other than that, the rest of the content was very vague and there were no details. It was as if the more content was automatically instilled into my mind, and I knew it naturally. Her life experience.

Lu Yanning tried several more actions such as bowing and kneeling, and beads of sweat gradually formed on his head.

"I know this character is very difficult in terms of movements and needs more practice. You can wear the kimono at any time." Ma Yibing said.

It's certainly nice of him as the president to have such a considerate attitude. But he didn't know that this kimono was a fatal thing.

Lu Manning smiled and thanked him, promising to train well.

What follows from the dream sequence is the actual montage sequence.

In the rehearsal room, the sunlight changes in depth and angle. Several Lu Mannings with translucent bodies are sitting, standing, or walking, surrounded by other club members who serve as silent background boards.

Everything in front of him was like a movie, revealing two messages: first, the passage of time; second, Lu Yanning's condition was deteriorating.

There are obvious differences between those translucent figures.

Lu Yanning did not know how to put on makeup during rehearsals. Her face turned from healthy and rosy to pale, and even her lips lost their color. I saw a few white strands in her original black hair. Her bright eyes dimmed at some point.

"Don't work too hard, Man Ning, rest when you need to. This drama is not so rushed. We will be in big trouble if you fall ill." Ma Yibing noticed Lu Man Ning's discomfort and patted his thigh, "Okay Now, you can go back and rest. Don’t practice today."

Lu Yanning didn't object, nodded vaguely, and went to change out of the kimono.

The campus of the School of Drama is divided into two parts, with the teaching area on one side and the dormitory area on the other side, separated by a big road. That is not the road inside the school, but a two-way eight-lane road. The lanes in the two directions are separated by a three-meter-wide landscaped green belt. The crosswalk for pedestrians crossing the road is also divided into two sections, with one more set. traffic light. There are buses and private cars passing through, and there is a lot of traffic.

Lu Manning stood in front of the crosswalk, looking at the red light on the other side of the road.

Even knowing what was about to happen, I still tensed up.

The red light changed to green, and everyone around them stepped onto the zebra crossing. Lu Manning was a step slower, and his steps were a little frivolous. Her eyelids drooped, her body swayed slightly, and her eyeballs trembled uncontrollably in their sockets.

The green light has started counting down, but Lu Yanning has not yet walked half of the wide road. The fast runner in front has reached the opposite side of the road, while the slow runner is also standing in the pedestrian waiting area in the middle of the road. If you are not in a hurry, you will not grab the green light in the last few seconds. If you are in a hurry, start running.

The green light turned into a red light.

Lu Yanning was still standing in front of the roadway, but the vehicle in front of him drove forward without seeing the person. The driver honked the horn twice, but Lu Manning didn't hear it. The horn sounded louder. Pedestrians standing in the waiting area turned their heads and glanced a few times. Some frowned, and some simply turned their heads back.

Lu Manning walked half of the road safely, and a vehicle passed quickly behind him. She didn't stop and continued forward, passing the waiting pedestrians and standing in front of another zebra crossing.

Her steps still didn't stop.

Harsh horns, exclamations, yells...

My heart tightened and I almost stopped breathing, but I didn't try to stop Lu Manning.

Behind Lu Manning, someone stretched out his hand and gave her a tug.

Lu Yanning was hit in the leg by a car, but because someone pulled her, she was only hit in the leg and did not fly out, nor was she caught under the wheel.

The driver braked suddenly and got out of the car.

Others gathered around.

Lu Yanning's expression was painful, a bit more real than the fuzzy look just now. She looked up and saw a young face with refocused eyes.

I have mixed feelings.

Because the man who gave Lu Manning a hand was Zhou Kaiwei.

I kind of know how the two met.

Lu Manning soon fainted from exhaustion and was sent to the hospital. Zhou Kaiwei waited until Lu Manning's teacher arrived before leaving. The teacher asked for his name and contact information, and wanted to let Lu Manning know when he woke up. Zhou Kaiwei probably wanted to know the situation of the person he had just rescued, so he agreed.

Lu Manning had a broken leg and underwent surgery and nails. Before his parents who were out of town arrived and he didn't have time to thank Zhou Kaiwei, he fell into a trancelike state of mind again.

I heard a girl's voice at this time.

Not one, but several girls called Lu Manning's name cheerfully and shouted: "Come on! Come on! Come on over here!"

The petals of the cherry blossoms were flying, covering the sky and the sun, like a layer of blood mist, covering my vision.

The strong wind blew, and the girls' voices were blown away along with the cherry blossom petals, and the graceful trunk of the cherry blossom tree appeared in front of them.

There were five girls gathered under the tree. They all stretched out their arms and waved slowly and unnaturally forward. They seemed to have smiles on their faces, or they seemed to be wearing masks, or pale masks, with their facial features blurred.

Cherry blossoms fell, filling my field of vision again, and I heard Lu Manning's frightened breathing in my ears. As soon as he turned his head, the pink color in front of his eyes disappeared, and he saw Lu Manning's face covered with sweat.