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Time passed quickly, and the filming of this drama is coming to an end.

During this period of time, An Ran has completely integrated herself into the role in the play.

This story can be regarded as a be ending, in the end, Lu Siyu broke the seal, and Mu Xi was completely free again, but the consequence of this incident was that An Ran could no longer see him.

A strong light hit, Lu Siyu fainted, and when he woke up again, he was lying on the ground, he looked around for a week, with a trace of doubt in his mind.

The place where he was was still the Buddhist hall, and the incense burner that he had broken lay on the ground.

Incense ash was scattered all over the ground, but there was no longer the mirror that appeared there.

Looking at all this, Lu Siyu really thought that everything he experienced seemed like a big dream.

He got up and stepped out of the Buddhist hall, looking at the parents who were talking to the master under the thousand-year-old tree in the courtyard, everything was exactly the same as when he first came in.

Looking at it, he suddenly felt something different, and ran out of the temple suddenly. When his parents looked back, he was already gone at the door.

The sound of cicadas outside the temple was ear-piercing, and there were several luxuriant trees. He walked into the layers of woods, but he couldn't see anything except the slowly flowing stream, and he couldn't see the monsters that would suddenly come out of the forest. Not to the scary ghost behind him.

He realized a problem.

Yes, he can't see it anymore, and he can't see that arrogant boy who protects him anymore.

"Mosy, are you still there?"

"Musi, the big monster Mu, the big monster king."

There was nothing in the jungle except the sound of the wind.

I don't know why a tear fell from the eye socket.

"Why am I crying? Isn't this what I always wanted? I will never see monsters again, and I will never be scolded by Musi again. I want to be happy, yes, I am happy."

He reached out to wipe away the tears that kept flowing out of him, and the more he wiped the more tears.

"I don't cry, I don't cry, but why can't I help it, damn it, don't cry."

An Ran squatted on the ground and cried.

This part of the plot that didn't exist originally was An Ran's unconscious addition of her own emotions, but the addition was just right, no one understands Lu Siyu's emotions better than An Ran.

Zhou Hairuo didn't call to stop, and everyone didn't dare to rush forward. They didn't stop shooting until she was satisfied.

"Yanchen, go and see Anran."

Xie Yanchen couldn't bear it anymore, and walked over directly to hug him into his arms.

He listened to his heart-piercing cries, tears filled with distress.

"Anran, Anran, it's okay, you are Anran, not Lu Siyu, and I won't let you become Lu Siyu."

An Ran buried her face in his arms.

"But I'm so sad that they'll never see each other again."

Xie Yanchen touched his soft hair, "Okay, okay, he has his life, you have yours, you are just his interpreter, your task is to show him perfectly, my An Ran is very powerful , you did it, although this ending will not be perfect, but they are all alive, maybe one day in the future they will meet again, but at that time they are just them, not you."

"Well, I know, but I just can't help it."

"Okay, baby, I'm a jealous boyfriend, I'll be jealous if you do this again."

An Ran chuckled, "Who is jealous, Mu Xi."

"Yes, he caused my An Ran to shed so many tears for him, your tears are all mine."

"overbearing."

"It's just being so domineering, you know, it's too late to regret it, well, let's prepare for the next game."

With Xie Yanchen's nonsense, he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Ah."

Originally, the young man who prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha to restore his normal life would often be in a daze as if he had lost his soul.

Occasionally, he would dream of the boy's ostentatious face, but only after waking up did he realize that it was a big dream.

He deeply knew that he had long been used to his existence during their journey.

Sometimes he would speak into the air, wanting to make sure that he was by his side, when there was a breeze blowing by his ears, or leaves drifting past his eyes, he would feel that it was him.

In fact, where he can't see, Muxi has been guarding him. He is the demon king. He thought he would leave without looking back. He hates human beings. If it weren't for human beings, how could he be sealed? He finds him different, and he seems to like him a lot.

But he can't see it anymore, he regrets a little, if they don't break the seal, will they have a bond forever.

But it doesn't matter, he can't see it, and it will stay by his side.

He sometimes turns into a human and lays down next to him to sleep, like many times in the past, and sometimes chatters to him, although most of them he doesn't respond.

But occasionally when his name is called out from his mouth, he will know that he probably misses him too.

On this day, Lu Siyu came to the temple where he first met Mu Xi.

At first sight it was still spring, and now it was midwinter, Lu Siyu came to the monastery with an umbrella.

The red walls and green tiles of the temple are covered in white snow, and the teenagers walking out of the snow are like elves walking out of the snow.

The picture is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

The big cameraman looked at An Ran from the side, and said, "This guy is so good-looking, I bet his show will be a hit."

Zhou Hairuo cast him a glance, and he stopped talking.

The monks in the temple all put on thick robes and swept the snow on the steps.

With such heavy snow, they thought that no one would come today, but they didn't expect to look up and see the person in the snow.

The novice in the temple was stunned for a moment, if he didn't know him, he really thought there was a snow demon coming.

The little novice put his hands together and said, "Benefactor, why is it snowing so heavily today? There is still some snow ahead, so please go slowly."

Lu Siyu said, "Little master, you are busy with me, I just came to see."

He stepped on the snow to the Buddhist hall behind the garden.

He looked at the tall Buddha statue and lit a stick of incense. The incense burner was no longer the one he broke that day, but was indeed replaced with a gold one.

His parents will give him a replacement.

"Buddha, do you think that I am greedy and I have already got what I want, but I regret it. I want to see him."

"People, benefactor Lu will surely get what he wants."

A deep voice came from behind him, and he turned his head to look, only to see an old man in a plain robe standing behind him.

"Master of Silence."

"Long time no see, the benefactor looks sad, but he has something on his mind."

"Well, can I talk to the master."

"Please."

The two sat in the meditation room, smelling the sandalwood on the table, this fragrance relieved a lot of worries in his heart.

The old host put three teacups on the table and poured three cups of tea.

"Benefactor Lu seems to have changed a lot, especially remembering that when he first came here, he was still a boy who was not as tall as a table."

"Yes, I still remember that on the first day I came here, I climbed to the tree outside and fell from it, so I lived in the temple for half a month."

"That period of time was the busiest time in the temple. After you left, the temple became much quieter. Kunai no longer has to worry about the chickens he raised in the back mountain being eaten."

Lu Siyu thought of Master Kunwu's bitter and vengeful face, and he didn't know why he was called Master Kunwu.

"Master, let me tell you a story."

"it is good."

"Once upon a time there was a boy..."

"At the end of the story, he will never see that person again. Do you think they will meet again?"

The master said, "Yes."

"Everything in the world exists for a reason, four seasons reincarnate, birth, old age, sickness and death, fate gathers and fate disperses,..."

The two little monsters outside the roof stretched their necks to look in, but they couldn't see anything because of the heavy door.

"You said he really couldn't see us."

"Of course it's true. The rumors spread all over the world, and our king was dumped."

Suddenly a gust of cold wind hit, a bit colder than this blizzard.

"Do you think the snow looks better or your blood looks better?"

The two monsters were frightened.

"Ah, ah, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"roll."

"Yes Yes."

The two demons fled.

The door of the house was blown open by the wind, and suddenly the garden was full of snow. Lu Siyu felt as if there was something around him.

He looked at the empty space next to him and smiled.

Musi sat next to him and smiled at him.

The picture freezes at the last scene, with heavy snow falling outside the door, and the two people inside the door looking at each other.

Zhou Hairuo gave a thumbs up and said, "OK, call it a day, An Ran, congratulations on finishing the project."

"Thank you Director."

An Ran stood up and shook hands with the old actor on the opposite side, "It's hard work."

The old actor said, "Young man is not bad, come on."

"Ah."

Everyone is storing the instruments here, looking at the plants and trees outside An Ran, not knowing what it feels like.

Xie Yanchen pulled him to a corner where no one was around, hugged him and said, "Anran, leave Lu Siyu there and give Anran back to me, okay?"

"it is good."

That night, An Ran posted a selfie of herself, a photo with the crew, and accompanied it with a paragraph.

"After more than three months of filming, I have been Lu Siyu for more than 100 days. Starting tomorrow, I will be safe. Lu Siyu, I left you in your little world."

[Congratulations on finishing. 】

[Long time no see, it's finally finished. 】

[My brother's first play, I will definitely support it. 】

【Ah, post a selfie. 】

[Have a good rest. 】

Xie Yanchen's side hadn't wrapped up yet, An Ran originally wanted to wait for him to go back together, but who knew that the company had picked up a variety show for him and asked him to participate, he couldn't shirk it, and went to the shooting location without stopping.

An Ran had never been on a plane before, Xie Yanchen was going to send him off, but Zhou Hairuo's progress was relatively tight, so he reluctantly asked his assistant to follow.

Su Han is not happy now.

"Mr. Xie, what do you mean? I think I can't take good care of Brother An."

Xie Yanchen snorted softly, "Don't say I look down on you, just him, it's easy to hit ten people, how many can you hit?"

Su Han was choked.

"I can't beat any of them."

"That's it."

The little assistant said, "Boss, what is the salary?"

Xie Yanchen said casually, "Three times."

The little assistant's eyes lit up and he immediately swore, "I promise I won't let Teacher An hurt a single hair."

In the evening, Xie Yanchen confessed to An Ran's big push before he was relieved to let him leave.

On the second day, An Ran got up and flew to another city.