In the spring of March, the sun is shining in the capital, and the bustling street market is bustling with people, and children are running and playing.

A woman dressed in shabby cloth, her dirty headscarf barely covering the lower half of her face, walked and swayed, her hands clutching something.

She stood out in the crowd.

When the playful child saw her, he immediately ran to her and sang, "Ugly eight monsters, ugly eight monsters, the first ugly eight monsters in the capital, ugly and weird." He spat at her as he spoke.

The woman's feet were lame, and she fell to the ground in a hurry to avoid saliva, and at the same time, several worm-eaten sweet potatoes rolled out of her arms.

This is not to be thrown away at vegetable stalls.

She hurriedly went to pick it up, but the children kicked it away, she went to pick it up again, and the children kicked it again.

No one sympathized with her in the slightest, but laughed mercilessly at her like a child.

"Why did this ugly monster come out again, alas, bad luck."

"If you want me to say find a lake, forget it."

"Don't, don't dirty the lake, just go to the mass grave and die, no one will collect her body anyway."

At this time, a naughty child ripped the woman's veil, and suddenly the cross scars on her face were hideously exposed in front of everyone.

She reacted in a hurry and raised her hand to cover up, but it attracted even more merciless ridicule from everyone, without a trace of sympathy and pity.

The new emperor ascended the throne and established a new criminal law, and all those who committed crimes were punished with burning their faces.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell, and black satin boots appeared under the woman's eyes.

Staring at the pair of boots, she was stunned for a moment, then looked up sharply and faced a masked faceless man.

Those eyes were gloomy and dark.

He......

No......

Her face turned pale suddenly, and then she didn't even want sweet potatoes to feed her stomach, she stood up and limped back.

Before she could walk a few meters, she was deliberately knocked down and fell heavily on the ground, the pain on her face was clear, but she didn't care at all, stood up again, and left in embarrassment.

It's like seeing a demon.

……

Lin Qiao didn't dream about that strange dream for a few days in a row, and she did it like a serial drama for a month.

Is it the end?

At this time, a voice interrupted her thoughts, "Sister Lin, it's time for you to film." ”

The assistant pushed open the door and called her, and then whispered dissatisfied: "Jiang Youyou's role has been added again, and a female number two is about to catch up with the female number one." ”

"It's great to talk to the director about the script in the evening. ”

The heroine's Lin Qiao was already accustomed to it, glanced at the woman in the bright blue skirt in the mirror, reached out and stroked her ear hair, and then walked out.

When the two arrived at the scene, Jiang Youyou was still acting, Lin Qiao waited under the scorching sun for a while, and seeing that she was about to shoot her scene, the director said that he would rest for half a day.

Lin Qiao got up at six o'clock to make up and make her hair, and the headdress was very heavy, about three or four pounds, and it was difficult to get it.

Want to take a half-day off now? Wouldn't she have to hold on for half a day?

Seeing that the director and the female number two were intimately together, she couldn't bear it anymore after so many days, so she picked up her mobile phone and took a few photos.

The director and Jiang Youyou were stunned, and then Jiang Youyou said, "Lin Qiao, what are you doing?" ”

Lin Qiao raised her eyebrows, "I'll send you to the hot search." After saying that, he posted the photo in front of their one-click.

The assistant on the side reacted and began to have a headache, and her Sister Lin's temper couldn't be held back, she hurriedly called, "Sister Jia, go to Weibo, hurry up and do public relations." ”

The woman on the other end of the phone was still taking a nap, yawned, and was no longer surprised, "What's wrong?" ”

The assistant whispered: "Sister Lin put the director and the second female on the Internet." ”

"What! Doesn't she know about the national net net! The woman on the other end of the phone thought it was a bed photo, and suddenly roared.

The assistant's ears were numb, and as soon as he explained something, the phone hung up, "......"

As an actor with tens of millions of fans, the popularity is not ordinary, in just a few minutes, hundreds of thousands of likes, directly rushed to the first place on the hot list.

Hotel

"Lin Qiao, look at what you do in a day, you offended Director Lin only the day before yesterday, and you offended Director Li again today, don't you want to mix in the entertainment industry?"

The lean woman in the white suit gritted her teeth at Lin Qiao, who was eating and looking at her phone.

has not changed her "irritable" temperament for so many years, and it would have been a long time ago to change to other actresses.

But fans bought her "drag sample", and her popularity is getting higher and higher day by day.

"Sister Jia, do you want to eat together?" Lin Qiao was used to it, she smiled and handed her a pair of chopsticks, and said, "I haven't dreamed for a few days." ”

Wu Jia took the chopsticks, sat down and ate unceremoniously, she knew what she dreamed about, she was often scared into a cold sweat in the first half of the month, and she saw a psychiatrist several times to no avail.

"You still want to dream? Not afraid? ”

"It always feels like it's endless."

Lin Qiao has been acting for so many years, and she has never seen such a script ending, and the male and female protagonists did not give an explanation in the end.

Wu Jia looked at her overly delicate face, and said angrily and helplessly: "I'm worried about your poked basket, you're worried about messy dreams, are you human!" ”

Lin Qiao smiled and gave her a piece of meat, "I couldn't help it, I really didn't hold back, he tried to talk to me last night about the script, but I couldn't help it." ”

"He tried to talk to you yesterday about the script? Wu Jia poked the lunch box with chopsticks, and said fiercely: "You should poke him to death." ”

"Okay, eat and rest by yourself, I'll solve this problem."

After eating, Lin Qiao made up for sleep with peace of mind, probably because she got up too early today, and fell asleep soon when she went to bed.

Her frown was a little panicked, as if she was dreaming of something bad.

"Sister-in-law, the meal is ready."

"Sister-in-law, don't sell me, sister-in-law, I'll work, sister-in-law, don't, don't sell me, sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, save me, save me! I don't want it! Get out of the way, don't touch me! Sister-in-law, sister-in-law help me......"

"Sister-in-law, why are you doing this to me, why!!"

The scene skipped one by one, and finally stopped at the woman tied to the cross in the cell, she hung silently, and if it weren't for the slight heaving of her chest, she would be no different from a dead person.

Suddenly, a white light appeared, accompanied by a slender shadow, and gradually the light disappeared again, returning to the previous dimness.

The silence of the cell, the sound of footsteps is unusually clear.

The person on the cross, who was originally not angry, suddenly raised her head slowly, and it was the ugly monster of the capital, her lips trembled, and she was obviously terrified.

"Ahhhhhhh......h

Her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound.

A short time later, a man in a black robe stood in front of her, staring at her miserable appearance, and he sneered.

Under the obscure vision, you can still vaguely see his potted and hideous side face.

The woman struggled madly, instinctively resisting the demon in front of her.

The man snorted, like mockery and self-deprecation, he casually pinched her chin, and said gloomily: "Sister-in-law, are you afraid of me?" ”

"Huh?"

The power in his hand tightened little by little, and it seemed that it was about to be crushed in the next moment.

……

"Don't!"

Lin Qiao, who was asleep, suddenly woke up and sat up, she clutched her chest and gasped for air, obviously frightened by the nightmare.

Suddenly, a voice came in from outside, "Sister-in-law." ”

Like a voice in a dream, Lin Qiao's soul that had just returned was dispersed again, she raised her eyes stiffly, and entered a young man in cloth, about twelve or thirteen years old.

It's him.

It's the masked man in the dream.

The appearance of a teenager before blackening.

A coldness swept through Lin Qiao's body, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound for a while.