Fall In Love With A Substitute

Inside the airport VIP lounge.

Jian Yixin closed her eyes, she didn't answer 09, but instead asked:

"What is the current task progress?"

"Defeng" won an important award, and the progress has increased by 3%. The overseas popularity has risen sharply, and the progress has increased by 2%."

"After the overall regular progress has been increased, the task has reached 94% and is close to completion."

"Only 6% left."

The host's voice sounded like a sigh.

09 Looking at the host's appearance, I always feel like I should say something.

In a hurry, she suddenly received a new notice from the Evaluation Department of the Fast-Passing Bureau, and 09 immediately became full of energy:

"The birthday party is over, the reputation of the task target is improved, and the progress is increased by 1%. Currently, the task progress has reached 95%."

"After the evaluation of the Fast Crossing Bureau, the world has reached a stable state and the efficiency mode can be turned on."

The new notice of the fast-crossing bureau.

Jian Yixin cast aside his thoughts, and raised his eyebrows: "The efficiency model?"

It was only after 09 that the host was a 0 experience player after amnesia.

After the host entered the state, the ability was too outstanding and the posture was too proficient. Under 09 stunned, he forgot to tell the host about this rule that only veterans knew.

She is busy making up:

"There are many small worlds of tasks. In the final stage of the task, it takes a long time to advance slowly, resulting in low work efficiency and the adverse effects of tight manpower."

"Therefore, the fast-crossing bureau stipulates that when the mission reaches 95%, the world will be fully evaluated. The host has excellent performance in the mission, and the progress of the world mission is stable. You can turn on the efficiency mode and jump the timeline."

Jian Yixin roughly understood: "Meaning, don't go through this period of time and jump directly to the time when the task is completed?"

"Yes."

Outside the window, the landing plane was like a white geese, slowly landing on the horizon, continuously taxiing forward.

Jian Yixin's gaze fell on the line that it had left behind.

"If I'm not mistaken, it is Qinglu's two current movies that made the mission stable."

One is "Zhao Niang" in post-production, and the other is "Tian Lai" she is shooting.

"Host, wait a minute, receiving detailed information—"

"Yes, after the release of "Zhao Niang", it will increase the appeal and influence of the task target among the small crowd."

"Of course, the more influential is "Teana". Teana will allow the target to win the Best Actress Award at the Fourth International Film Festival, reaching 99.5%."

"At the domestic premiere of "Tian Lai", it reached 100%. Since then, the target of the task has been prosperous and smooth."

The tone of 09 is as passionate as selling Amway: "We can jump the timeline, the taskman next door who has been struggling for ten years will be envious and crying. Host, let's start jumping!"

After speaking, seeing that the host did not show any happy emotions, 09 was puzzled, and then afterwards he remembered what had happened before the announcement of the game.

09 suddenly became frustrated, and it was over. The target of the task, Yazi, in this ambiguous situation, the host must be reluctant to jump.

09, which can detect the host's heartbeat, knows everything clearly, perhaps better than the host can see.

She silently covered her mouth, without affecting the host's judgment.

Jian Yixin didn't pay attention to the last sentence of 09.

The success of her task was not just because she gave Lin Qinglu enough resources, but also Liu Han's script.

It is because of Lin Qinglu's seriousness and dedication.

When chatting with Liu Lele, she occasionally took pictures of Lin Qinglu's script full of annotations and said to herself:

"Sister Qinglu was reading the script until midnight. You see she invented a lot of abbreviations, and the annotations are written like a heavenly book."

A smile appeared in Jian Yixin's eyes, perhaps she hadn't noticed it herself. She subconsciously flipped through the chat logs, revisiting the script photos that represented the efforts of the task subject.

The densely packed annotations, some of the handwritings were so scribbled that they could not be recognized, and when I looked at it, I felt that the owner of the writing could not tell the tears were coming out.

Jian Yixin's eyes couldn't help but soften.

She flicked the screen with her fingertips, but suddenly stopped on a piece of scribbled writing.

She carefully identified it, and it turned out that there were three or four "pins" hidden in just a few crosses.

There are fluttering between the lines.

Jian Yixi realized in a daze that Lin Qinglu's liking for herself might be one of the reasons why she worked so hard.

She inhaled gently, and a light mist appeared in her calm eyes.

Jian Yixin turned off the phone and raised her head, slowly fanning her eyelashes like weightless butterfly wings, and she looked out the window again.

On the plane that had just landed, passengers had already come out of it. Under the vast starry night, like a group of colorful ink, they nodded and left without looking back.

A lonely white goose was left alone, standing frozen in the cold winter night.

Can't do this anymore.

This is unfair to Lin Qinglu.

She calmly asked, "What is the state of this world when we jump in time?"

"The residents of this world will not find any abnormalities. During the timeline jump, they will gradually forget their cognition of the task force. The traces of your existence will be smoothed out, or appropriately rationalized. Until the end of the task, they will basically complete the right The taskman’s complete oblivion."

"Does this include the target?" Jian Yixin confirmed.

After all, if Lin Qinglu is to forget, the host will not choose to jump.

09 sighed softly and responded truthfully: "Yes, including the task object."

Jian Yixin smiled lightly.

Some relieved, some relieved.

"Then prepare for the mission to jump."

"what?"

With the procedure of implantation in 09, she could not understand the logic. She even asked cautiously: "...Are you sure?"

Jian Yixin fixed his gaze on the beautiful, single-looking white goose, with a soft gleam in her eyes, and a little bit of luck.

Fortunately, there is such a rule in the Bureau that she can save it all.

It can make Lin Qinglu forget who she is destined to leave, and can make her life go smoothly and everything will be successful, and at the same time, she will not be saddened by the emotional troubles that die without disease.

"I confirm."

As if the joy and throbbing of the birthday party continued until the next day, when Lin Qinglu had breakfast, he received the long-awaited email.

The gift she prepared for Song Pianzhen was finally finished.

After communicating, the Graff store personally delivered Lin Qinglu's customized accessories to Lin Qinglu's high-end apartment.

The iconic animal series of the Graff brand is the butterfly, and Lin Qinglu commissioned his high-end jewelry designer to make the butterfly.

She bought two extremely rare pure natural paparachas. As the wings of a butterfly, the orange-pink paparachas seemed to be full of sunset clouds, glowing with unique tenderness and moving, and misty air.

Outside the two paparachas polished into water droplets, crystal-clear diamonds surround two larger butterfly wings. The hollow design makes the butterfly lighter and lighter. When the butterfly turns between the fingers, it is pure, bright and shining.

This is a beautiful butterfly brooch.

Lin Qinglu was very satisfied, wishing it would be delivered to Song Pianzhen that day, asking her if she liked it.

But Song Pianzhen went to M City and couldn't see her today.

There is no doubt about the lethality of blingbling's jewelry on women, Liu Lele has never left the brooch:

"Sister Wuwuwu, you are too willing, although, Pianqi gave you a Canadian goose. Your gift is too expensive."

"She gave me more than just a piece of clothing." Lin Yinghou raised her chin and said, what do children like Liu Lele know, they obviously are--

"Yes, the overbearing CEO also gave you a bunch of resources to spoil the little shadow queen severely." Liu Lele meditated.

"Fuck you." Lin Qinglu smiled and cursed, but couldn't hide the little pride and happiness in her eyes.

The light outside the window hit her face, and some of it shone into the crystal clear butterfly between her white fingers, reflecting the sunset-like butterfly wings in the color of gold leaf, especially radiant.

Lin Qinglu couldn't help but start to imagine Song Pianjiu wearing it.

Would Song Pianzhen like it?

Would she like it?

"Sister? I'm back." Liu Lele answered the phone and came back to call her, "The CEO's office asked us to go to the company to see the birthday present prepared by the overbearing President Song for you."

"understood."

Lin Qinglu properly received the butterfly brooch in the jewelry box and put it in the drawer of the jewelry cabinet.

I received another gift.

You can give Song Pianju a gift again.

Lin Yinghou hasn't received the gift yet, and has already begun to think about what to send Mr. Song in return.

When Jian Yixin received Lin Qinglu's call, she was not surprised at all. It can be said that she was waiting for Lin Qinglu's call.

Lin Qinglu's voice is no longer lazy, showing some cold and dumb texture:

"Why donated Yuehui's shares to me?"

"This is my birthday present to you personally." Jian Yixin said warmly.

"I do not need--"

"Yes, this is just icing on the cake for you." However, if they can become a major shareholder, almost no one can impose restrictions on Lin Qinglu from the system.

At least after she left, she didn't need to look at anyone before leaving Yuehui and setting up her own studio.

"Accept it, it's just my heart."

What's your mind?

Jian Yixin's voice was too gentle, comforting, and an indescribable feeling.

It seems that the owner who is unable to raise a pet gives the pet to others to raise, the last tenderness in saying goodbye.

Lin Qinglu on this end of the phone noticed something, but couldn't catch anything. For the first time, there was confusion in her eyes.

But when she saw this birthday present, she called Jian Yixin almost immediately.

At this moment, a director and Jian Yixin’s lawyer were sitting opposite, watching her movements with breathlessness.

In front of these people, she could not say anything.

"When are you coming back from M City?" Lin Qinglu suppressed the anxiety in her heart, even with a trace of panic, and her voice became more muted, "Let's meet again."

A faint smile came from the other side: "Can't you trust me?"

"You sign first, okay?"

Lin Qinglu was willing to listen to her, but she didn't want to listen this time.

However, the gift of shares is far from being solved by signing. There are other procedures to be done. Just signing, does not mean accepting the gift.

"Okay." Lin Qinglu glanced at the paper, pursing her lips.

She emphasized again that even she herself did not know the meaning of emphasis:

"I signed, you must come back."

Jian Yixin didn't answer, she said, "Go."

Lin Qinglu didn't hang up, but there was a rustle of pages turning over.

She seemed to be stubbornly saying that she was signing, so Jian Yixin wanted to fulfill her promise to see her back as soon as possible.

The two faced each other for a moment in this strange form.

Others seemed to have noticed that it was wrong, no one said anything, whether it was Li Dong beside Jian Yixin or Liu Lele, who had always been talking a lot on Lin Qinglu.

In the exceptionally quiet atmosphere, Jian Yixin thought for a long time, but did not think of a suitable farewell speech. It was a rare word.

Since you can't say anything, don't say it.

To the phone, she whispered "goodbye", which was hidden in the sound of pages turning.

When Lin Qinglu noticed the phone again, the screen was already dark.

The person on the other end of the phone has disappeared.

After getting confirmation from the lawyer, Jian Yixin let go.

The subsequent procedures can be perfected by the Song family's abilities, and she has no worries about the future.

There was a faint smile on her lips: "09, you can start time jumping."

With the program of 09, I can't understand the complex emotions in this laugh.

09 hesitated: "Is there really no need to go back to see the quest object? It's not too urgent to get through the game."

Jian Yixin shook his head slowly and firmly.

Better not to.

"Okay. Turn on efficiency mode for you—"

"Nature" took home the Best Screenplay Award and Best Actress of the Film Festival, and returned home with praise and flowers.

The wind has blown across the country before it is released, and finally tonight, the premiere will be held soon.

When the person in charge of the Yuehui event came to Lin Qinglu with the alternative theater, Lin Qinglu unceremoniously, for public and personal purposes, ordered the cinema closest to his apartment.

How easy it is.

The makeup artist brought the team to her house to do styling, and Ji Liu, as a guest actress, also attended the premiere.

Ji Liu deserves to be a good sister of Lin Yinghou. Although she has different personalities, she is very easy to do. She rushed over from the crew of the film and television base and heard that the sisters had called a makeup team to provide door-to-door service and immediately delivered herself to her door. Rubbing the sister's apartment and team to do styling.

She came in with a bag, and there was little snow floating outside. Even with the umbrella, some snow still floated on her body and turned into snow water of Ryujitsu.

Fortunately, there is heating in the room. Ji Liu took off his coat and leaned behind Lin Ying, who was doing his hair, and took a look:

"Tsk, are you watching Zhao Niang dancing again?"

"Ning is too narcissistic. Watching his own movies every day, I see you ten times, and you have to take time to watch this paragraph eight times. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"It's not me." Lin Qinglu held the phone, her eyes were still lazy, and her voice was lazy, "This is a dance, I can't dance."

"It's even more incomprehensible if it's a dancer. Do you like others? I will ask the director for a contact information for you?"

"he does not know."

Ji Liu reacted for two seconds: "...Wait, you really want to pass it?"

"You are Lin Yinghou! Hua Guo-no, in the world, the only one who won the best actress of the Four Shadows Grand Slam, is that what you can do?"

Lin Yinghou took out her ears: "You are so noisy."

"..."

"What do you want to bring?"

"Please don't talk about a bag of desserts in the voice of an underground party joint." Ji Liu threw the bag into Lin Yinghou's arms. "I don't understand. Why are you in love with the butterfly cakes of the film and television base?"

"Isn't the butterfly pastry of other Internet celebrity shops not fragrant?"

Lin Qinglu untied the bag, took out the butterfly pastry and bit his mouth full of sweetness. After eating one to relieve his addiction, he chuckled:

"I don't know, it may become picky eater."

"Hurt, it's been a year or two, but the edges and corners have not been polished by life." Ji Liu muttered, and Gu Zi cleaned up and went.

The makeup artist who made Lin Qinglu's hair deliberately favored Lin Qinglu and said:

"Teacher Lin has made such a great achievement at a young age, and he is still Yuehui's chief director. Of course, he wants what he wants. Where is it like us mortals and has to be tempered by life."

Under the expectation of the makeup artist, Lin Yinghou did not say anything to her. Instead, she clicked on the phone and played it repeatedly, which was called a brainwashing cycle of dancing:

"do you know her?"

The makeup artist took a closer look: "Where do I know this - but this is a popular clip of Zhao Niang. I remember that when Zhao Niang was released, it was circulated everywhere on the Internet, I wanted to find this dancer, and many people imitated her to dance... …"

"She danced really well." Finally, the makeup artist was fascinated and exclaimed sincerely.

Yeah, really good jumping.

Surprising, stunning, stunning.

But why does no one know her?

Why can't even I think of her?

The whole world has forgotten her, and her memory has also forgotten her, and only the part that originated from the heart-or the soul is more appropriate-is looking for her.

Lin Qinglu also found other people like this.

Every time she returns to Yuehui, she always walks around, as if unintentionally, asking Yuehui’s employees: "Does Yuehui have a CEO?"

Everyone told her that Yuehui had only one president.

I asked a lot, everyone said that Lin Yinghou wanted to be the executive layer, and she had a nose and eyes. Even on the board of directors, someone asked her if she wanted to be the first CEO of Yuehui.

Lin Qinglu subconsciously nodded.

The negative feeling in her heart is heavier. What first? The first CEO already has it, and he has outstanding ability and skill.

Later, Lin Qinglu stopped asking and didn't like to go to Yuehui.

Going a lot, thinking a lot, thinking but can't think of the answer.

She never felt that the world had forgotten that they were wrong, nor did she feel that it was wrong that only she remembered their existence.

That knowledge is soberly rooted in her life, her soul.

Lin Qinglu looked at the figure on the screen with nostalgia, even greed.

She wants to find her.

But I don't know if I can find her in this life.

Liu Lele came in fiercely and said:

"Sister, there is a necklace missing from the jewelry provided by the brand. It's too late to make up. Should we find another home to borrow it?"

"No, use my own." Lin Qinglu stretched her waist, her slender arms stretched out like swan wings, "Always borrowed the brand. I bought my own for a few years, but I didn't have the chance to wear it."

"okay."

After Lin Qinglu's long curly hair had been taken care of, she gathered her hair and carried her skirt to the cloakroom. The center was her jewelry cabinet.

She was busy with work and didn't go home. Sometimes she would just sleep when she came back. Fortunately, there was someone to clean it. The jewelry cabinet was not stained. You can see the various jewelry inside through the glass, which is pleasing to the eye.

Lin Qinglu knew her habits. On the surface, they were nothing but ordinary ornaments. The real good things were put in the small drawer of the cabinet.

She opened the drawer, and on the black flannel, the set of jewelry from the auction house was shining. The top designer jewelry was low-key and restrained. She glanced away, but was attracted by a pure white low-key jewelry box in the corner.

Uncontrollably, she reached out to reach it.

"Sisters have any big treasures, I also borrow two pieces of poverty 18th line to wear."

After Ji Liu changed his dress, he came over, but saw that his sister was holding an opened jewelry box in her hand. She was startled, her lips trembled a few times before she managed to speak:

"……lightly."

Even the voice of speech seemed to tremble.

Ji Liu suddenly did not dare to speak loudly.

She always felt that Lin Qinglu, who had never cared about anything, seemed to have been hit by a sudden shock, with a weak back and a blank figure.

The efficiency mode is a very strange thing, it is said that time jumps, but Jian Yixin seems to be alone in a linear space, time rushes forward like visible light, and she walks slowly in it.

After only two steps, the consciousness fell into an endless sleep, until it was awakened by the system.

"The task progress reaches 99.5%, the world has a deviation, and the host needs to correct it."

"The efficiency mode is lifted."

09's voice was a little anxious, before Jian Yixin had time to react, he was thrown into this strange space by a soft force.

In a blink of an eye, she appeared in a street surrounded by bustling neon lights and snow everywhere, as if it was a commercial street.

The sky is still floating in soft snow like feathers. Fortunately, Jian Yixin also wears winter clothes, otherwise it must be weird.

"Is this... winter in two years?" Jian Yixin guessed, reaching out to take the snow.

"Yes." 09 said, "A cognitive bug appeared at the task subject. For unknown reasons, the task subject found traces of the host's existence, and gradually recovered his cognition of you."

"So, at the end of the mission, you need to appear in front of her and tell her everything."

"Tell her?" Jian Yixin frowned. "What happens after telling her? She will be in pain, right? Can't it be eliminated directly?"

09's voice seemed to be more icy and chilling in the snowy night:

"Tell her that it is to complement her memory. After the completion, it will be cleared a second time."

"If it is cleared directly, it may affect her own memory."

Jian Yixin exhaled a warm white breath and said: "I understand."

She looked around, and effortlessly saw the crowd rushing to the brightly lit cinema.

09 also timely said: "The task object is there."

The premiere ceremony is underway. After Lin Qinglu participated in the event, he temporarily returned to the second floor to rest while he was interacting with Liu.

She covered the Canadian goose that had been worn for two years on her knee. Liu Lele knew she loved to wear it, but she never saw the Yazi whom Qinglu was touching the goose, as if she was not touching the down jacket. Is touching his girlfriend:

"Sister, is there any difference in this down jacket today?" Liu Lele couldn't help asking.

Lin Qinglu's eyes fell down, and she looked a little bit interested: "No."

The difference is her.

It turns out that Wu Di and the CEO are the same person. It turns out that she was looking for Song Pianzhen. It turned out that as long as Song Pianzhen wanted to disappear, she would forget her as she wished.

"Ah, the snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, I don't know if the high speed will be closed, we have to go tonight..." Liu Lele opened the curtains and mumbled.

Lin Qinglu followed and glanced at Xue.

With just one glance, she saw a figure under the grotesque neon lights on both sides of the street, in the vast goose-feather snow, and in the boundless and dark night.

The soul was clamoring—it was her.

It's Song Pianzhen.

Lin Qinglu suddenly picked up her long skirt and rushed out.

"Sister Qinglu??" Liu Lele was silly, chasing after a few steps, but was blocked by the door Lin Qinglu slammed on.

It's Song Pianzhen.

It is indeed her. In the past two years, she has never mistaken any figure for her.

what is this?

Is she a person living in her own consciousness? Is she someone she imagined?

Why did she leave silently two years ago, and everyone's memories of her also followed.

Liu Lele didn’t know a little Wu’s sister, and there was one missing person in her birthday party video. There were no more words that made her palpitating on the ridiculous cp ranking on the Internet——

And why, when I finally finally remembered her, she appeared.

She appeared, she came back—

The high-heeled shoes under my feet stepped on the soft snow on the steps of the cinema, splashed with star frost, and splashed on Lin Qinglu's beautiful and slim high-set dress.

Something seems to have cleared the scene here, it is clearly a bustling commercial street, at this time there are only neon lights flashing all over the sky, and snow falls all over the world.

She saw that Song Pianzhen was dressed in a black coat with long hair draped behind her, quietly looking at her from a distance of four or five meters.

"Long time no see." Song Pianzhen said.

Song Pianchu's face, Song Pianchu's voice, Song Pianchu's voice.

Lin Qinglu gasped quickly, her chest rising and falling.

She walked down the steps, and there was more snow on the ground, as if this street had not been walked for a while.

The snow was white and soft, glowing with icy light.

She squashed the snow and walked towards Song Pianju step by step.

Her ceremonial dress was sleeveless, snow fell on her bare skin, the cold wind was raging, but the blood in her body was boiling, hot and gushing.

As if breathing is hot.

Song Pianzhen.

Song Pianyu walked towards herself, frowning slightly, her voice helpless and gentle:

"Why don't you wear a coat?"

That Canadian goose?

Lin Qinglu didn't speak, she didn't dare to wait for Song Pianju to walk over, she was still walking hard, pulling out the high heels from the snow.

Snow was already covering her bare insteps and ankles, but she did not dare to wait for Song Pian to come over.

Song Pianzhen said last time, but he didn't come. She can't wait for her.

"I am going up to find you."

Look, Song Pianzhen said so.

I do not believe. Lin Qinglu said in his heart.

But she asked: "Where have you been? These two years."

After a while, probably when dozens of snowflakes fell, Song Pianzhen said:

"I'm still in this world."

Lin Qinglu keenly discovered the subtext:

"Will it be there in the future?"

Song Pianzhen was silent, like a snowflake, falling silently, becoming more and more icy because of the silence.

At this moment, the snow is getting denser.

There was a flash of light in the cinema, but there was no one. The neon lights were lonely and mottled. Two figures stood face to face on the street, the snow on the ground was bright white, and the snowflakes in the sky were soft and passionate.

The snow fell on Lin Qinglu's face, her eyelashes were covered with frost, and there were water marks on her face.

It seemed that because of inhaling too much cold air, and also because of the cold from the body, her throat was frozen and her voice was dumb.

"Do you know I like you?"

know.

Jian Yixin said.

And this matter, after Lin Qinglu forgets it for the second time, will become a secret only she knows.

She walked forward in silence, opened her arms, and embraced Lin Qinglu into her arms.

"Thank you."

During the hug, Jian Yixin said, his voice was lighter than when snowflakes fell.

Not waiting for the snow on the coat to melt between the two, nor waiting for Lin Qinglu to react and respond to the hug.

Jian Yixin let go of her, turned and left.

She stepped on the thick night, stepped on the thin snow, her coat opened and closed like butterfly wings, and the vast snow covered her slender figure.

She left.

Gentle and decisive.