Sweet dreams come in pairs [Transmigration Book]

A short film under an hour.Guan Qiyin plays a ballerina in it, with the sun in her heart but confined to the night.She stunned everyone on the first stage and quickly became famous, but because of her arrogance and unwillingness to give in, she suffered setbacks one after another, and her reputation was damaged again and again until she finally fell.

Despite this, she still tried her best to prepare for each performance, engraving high-intensity training and strict diet into her bones as a habit.Unwilling to compromise.Even though he was expelled and banned by the dance troupe due to making things difficult and misunderstood, and living alone in a dilapidated apartment, he still wakes up at six o'clock every morning, holding two delicate long legs and spinning high on the small balcony. The birds are her most loyal audience.

The last chance to perform has been a long time since the previous performance. The audience has long forgotten the little swan who used to have soft muscles and bright eyes. Occasionally, they vaguely remember it, with doubts on their faces: Can she still dance after she has retired for so long?

At the age of 30, she performed with a 20-year-old piano student, ten years older but not at all old.Turn the lights down, shine into the teenage years, and return to the golden age. 88-key black and white, staggered to outline her graceful and brisk dance steps.

A wonderful dance.The audience was mesmerized, she danced heartily, and the sweat fell in the spring rain.

The sound of the piano entered the climax at the end. In the last movement, she straightened her instep, and took off with small steps, like a chick about to fly out of the cage, her legs stretched lightly in mid-air.

The slender neck was raised high, and then fell down feebly.The curtain fell, the song ended, she fell to the ground, and stopped breathing.The tone of the picture warms up, and the camera freezes on her smiling face on the ground.

She has no regrets in playing chess, and she once bravely walked in the world with her dream in mind.

He was miserable all his life, but he was missed after his death.In the end, this performance was repeatedly mentioned as a classic, and the lingering sound lingered for three days.

The picture on the big screen dimmed, and the staff table gradually rose from the bottom.

This work was the first prize in the 1995 A University Campus Cup Competition.The starring role was Guan Qiyin, a sophomore in the Acting Department at the time, and directed by Wei Chu, a third-year director in the Department of Directing.The instructor, Zhao Jingmo.

Both of them were taken aback.

Shen Shuangzhu turned to look at her: "Ms. Zhao..."

Zhao Jingmo's favorite protégé collapsed before leaving the school, and seeing the future star of the movie die, he felt uneasy.

When Wei Chu and Guan Meng mentioned Guan Qiyin, their expressions showed obvious regret for a while.

"...Later she wanted to go back to school to complete her studies, but was rejected by her tutor. Not only was the teacher disappointed in her, but she herself would never be able to overcome this hurdle, so that she became more and more extreme on the extreme road ...Xiaomeng, having an affair with Zhou Lianhai is a stain in her life, but please don't cast aside her because of it. She is desperate, she needs an audience, she needs the comfort of a bosom friend, even if it is trickery."

The teacher who valued her the most rejected her and never hired her.

The movie that Zhou Lianhai promised never started.

Waiting for a lover until death.

I don't know the real she who walked out of the movie, did she ever regret playing chess?

Guan Meng closed her eyes, lowered her head slowly, put her hands on her knees to support her temples, and her heart throbbed unceasingly.Not knowing whether it was due to the pain of empathy, or the remnants of the original owner's memory in her body, she began to cry.

Shen Shuangzhu sighed, and gently hugged her, the cloth on his chest was slightly wet.

Guan Meng's trembling body gradually returned to calm, the breathing of the person in her arms stabilized, and she fell asleep.

The phone screen lights up, showing the time at 03:30 a.m. and below it is a message from Celie.

"Zhou Lianhai died. Just now, around 01:30."

The fingertips wandered in the dialog box for a while, and did not type a word until the screen went off.

Shen Shuangzhu didn't close her eyes anymore, she quietly watched the night outside the window and waited for dawn.

******

Guan Meng crouched in the alley behind the canteen and fed the cat.The cat was very greedy. After eating a Miao Xian Bao, it came up to her again and wriggled in her palm.Guan Meng was stroking the cat non-stop, but his mouth was ruthless: "No more, if you still want to come here to find me at noon, let me give you a bite."

The cat spoiled for a long time, but the stingy humans still refused to steal food, and ran away limply. The round buttocks trembled in the wind, like a small steamed bun flying up.

Shen Shuangzhu walked over carrying two bags: "What sweet dreams are you thinking about, with a smirk on your face."

Guan Meng smiled, with a sad expression on her face: "I fed the cat just now, but it ran away after eating."

Shen Shuangzhu handed Guan Meng a bottle of mouthwash and breakfast, and then lay down on the bluestone slab beside her.

"Don't you think it's dirty?" Guan Meng looked at the former cleanliness patient.

"I live like a brick mover every day, and I have long since given up on it." Shen Shuangzhu hooked her little finger, "You just don't think I'm dirty."

"I don't dislike it, your sweat is fragrant."

Shen Shuangzhu rolled her eyes: "After today's training, do you want to take a bath in the bathroom?"

Guan Meng hadn't experienced the bathhouse yet, and every day he watched other students come out of it refreshed with a basket, talking and laughing as if they were not bad, so he asked curiously, "What does the bathhouse look like?"

"A faucet flushes down from the top of the head, one person has one cubicle, and the curtain is opened directly to wash."

"Curtain? Doesn't that mean that you can see all others with a trembling hand?"

"How do you know if someone else has seen you all with a trembling hand?"

"I know, you are the other person." Guan Meng spit out the mouthwash with a puff.

"It's not that crazy. Well, I promise to stay away from you. You are at the head of the bathhouse, and I am at the end of the bathhouse." Shen Shuangzhu raised his hand and swore.

"You'd better be." Guan Meng removed the straw and inserted it into the Yakult, and brought it to Shen Shuangzhu's mouth.

Bathhouse at six o'clock in the evening.

Guan Meng pinched the corner of the curtain and gently opened it a little bit, "Shuangzhu?"

Probably because the sound of splashing water in the bathhouse overwhelmed her, Guan Meng cleared her throat and raised her voice a bit: "Shen Shuangzhu!"

Shen Shuangzhu's voice was diluted by the water flow, making it a little lazy, and it came from a distance across a row of cubicles: "You are here, what's the matter?"

"Um... do you have a back scrubber?" The allergy on the back was not completely healed, and it was a little itchy when it touched the water, but I was afraid of scratching it when I stretched out my hand.Her nails are a little long and she forgot to cut them.

Guan Meng grabbed the curtain and waited for a long time before saying, "No."

She was a little discouraged: "Okay." She planned to wash up casually, get dressed and go out.

But after tossing and tossing for a long time, it still didn't work. The area in the center of the back was sticky and itchy, and I couldn't scratch it, and the water couldn't stop the pain.

Shen Shuangzhu squeezed the shampoo in the palm of her hand and rubbed it on her head for a while. When the dense foam was washed away by the water, there was a burst of floral fragrance, and she closed her eyes comfortably.

The curtain moved, and someone outside stretched out their fingers to gently poke the layer of fabric, and then came Guan Meng's voice: "Have you finished washing?"

Speaking thinly, it sounds a little pitiful.

Shen Shuangzhu hooked the corners of her mouth viciously, stretched out her hand and squeezed another large ball of shower gel and poured it on her neck: "Not yet, I have a cleanliness habit, so I have to wash it slowly."

Guan Meng wanted to cry but had no tears: "Huh? You take a bath very quickly."

"I haven't got any water on my body for two days. It stinks. I have to wash it carefully."

Guan Meng heard a bit of a narrow smile from the end of her voice, and her eyes widened immediately: "You fuck me!"

Inside chuckled: "If you want to come in, come in."

Guan dreamed of what he had sworn to say in the morning, and his face immediately burned up, feeling like he was going to be allergic again.

After a while, one side of the curtain was opened, and a smooth white back slowly protruded in. The pair of butterfly bones on it were slender and exquisite, which could easily make people have some kind of tyrannical possessive desire, but they couldn't bear the truth. Keep it imprisoned, for fear that it will be broken if you are not careful.

The scenery under the waist of a willow was blocked by the bath towel, and water droplets splashed on Guan Meng's back. She urged with a little discomfort: "Rub it for me quickly." She stretched out her finger and pointed to the position.

Shen Shuangzhu took a deep breath, touched the water dripping on his face, opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. But if you stand there, aren't you afraid that someone will see it after washing?"

"..." Guan Meng had no choice but to move in a little bit, then a little bit more, and suddenly a pair of hands across her waist hugged her in.

"Ah...!" Guan Meng's mouth was covered, and Shen Shuangzhu's voice was scattered by the water, pouring into her ears from all directions: "Shout louder, everyone knows that Guan Meng ran away. Come to Shen Shuangzhu's compartment."

Guan Meng immediately closed her mouth, stuffed the towel into Shen Shuangzhu's hands, and supported the door of the compartment: "Wipe."

Shen Shuangzhu also cursed in her heart, and then really worked hard and diligently rubbed her daughter-in-law's back.

"Guan Mengmeng, you are ruthless enough, I dare not bully you even if it is planned."

"Yes, yes." Guan Meng replied roguely, closing his eyes and humming in comfort, the scene of the kitten running away triumphantly after eating and drinking in the morning suddenly appeared in his mind.

Shen Shuangzhu's heart was full of fire, after wiping her, he put on another layer of prickly heat powder, and pinched her waist hard: "Okay, get out."

Guan Meng screamed in pain from being pinched, but she was still very proud.After wiping her back and feeling comfortable, she put on her nightgown and opened the curtain and walked out, only to meet a few girls diagonally opposite.

Guan Meng yelled in his heart, pretending to be calm and smiling at the few people: "Hi, what a coincidence!"

She ran out with her legs crossed.

Several girls looked at each other in blank dismay, what does it mean to run away after saying hello?

After a while, the curtain just now was lifted again, and Shen Shuangzhu in suspenders and hot pants came out from inside wiping her hair, carrying two bath baskets in her hands.

Seeing that several people in front of him were looking straight at him, Shen Shuangzhu was slightly stunned, and lifted up the strap that had slipped off his shoulders, nodded politely and smiled, then left.

When her figure disappeared from the entrance of the bathhouse, the girls recovered from their stupefaction, covering their mouths and screaming.

"What the hell did I see? Am I blind or is this world magical?"

"Are they Zhen Ji? Are they Zhen Ji? No wonder Guan Meng's face was so red just now!"

"Damn, this long leg, thin waist and big chest, I'm going to bend too!"

"Not necessarily... A male best friend of mine also took a bath with his classmate and rubbed each other's backs. It's normal for girls to help each other."

"Are you afraid that you have made a gay honey?"

......

Guan Meng stood against the wall, saw Shen Shuangzhu coming out, and wrinkled her nose: "It's over, the car overturned."

Shen Shuangzhu threw the towel into the basket, flicked her long hair, "Huh? Are we driving?"

"......"hiss.