Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

When the topic turned to mythological movies, Ning Dongyang searched his memory for something.

In this parallel world, there are the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Fuxi and Nuwa, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, but there is no heavyweight book, Investiture of the Gods.

Should we write it down?

He couldn't memorize the book.

However, he had watched the TV series and could deduce the truth from its outline.

Without a legitimate copy to compare it to, what he wrote is the only legitimate version.

anyway.

This is the first time I've gone to the movies with Jiang Liluo in the three years since we got married.

The used Audi took them to a movie theater.

Jiang Liluo was still weak and had little strength. Her recovery was already slow, and she had been bullied by Ning Dongyang's right hand in the car. Now that she had gotten out of the car, she couldn't walk at all.

Ning Dongyang simply hugged her.

Jiang Liluo felt like she was going crazy. How many people were in the movie theater? Was she still the same Jiang Liluo as before?

However, she buried her head in Ning Dongyang's chest, repeatedly muttering to herself, "I can't see her, I can't see her."

Yes, she can't see people, so people can't see her.

The way the two of them were acting was so sweet it practically made the movie theater aisle feel like it was showering us with PDA.

Shangguan Qingke carried two buckets of popcorn in one hand and three cups of milk tea in the other, looking like a little punching bag, following behind Ning Dongyang.

[Emotion +6.]

[Emotion +6.]

[Emotion +3.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +5.]

Ning Dongyang didn't expect the emotional points to come so suddenly and so intensely. It felt good.

I unconsciously slowed my pace and walked into the crowd, calling out as I went, "Excuse me, please make way."

Ning Dongyang.

Shangguan Qingke followed behind him: "You've come to the wrong place. We're in Hall Two, not Hall Six."

Can he say that he deliberately went to the wrong place?

Unfortunately, the aisles in the movie theater weren't long enough.

Ning Dongyang tightened his grip on her arm and ran back from the entrance of Hall Six, carrying Jiang Liluo in his arms, while also gaining another batch of emotional points.

Arrive at Hall No. 2.

A sweet voice, tinged with uncertainty, came from his right ear: "Ning Dongyang, is that you?"

Ning Dongyang had actually noticed a beautiful young woman in a light pink floral dress on his right.

He looked at it a few more times, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

At that moment, the young woman greeted him.

Memories and the young woman begin to overlap.

The blurry image gradually became clear.

The girl has an oval face, a slender figure, two sweet dimples when she smiles, exceptionally fair skin, and a faint, youthful fragrance.

"It's you, so sweet!!"

Ning Dongyang hugged Jiang Liluo, tilted her to the side, and smiled happily: "I just heard you were in Jiangcheng this afternoon, and then I ran into you tonight."

People shouldn't be talked about.

Otherwise, someone you haven't seen for years might suddenly appear in front of you.

The young woman smiled, revealing two deep dimples: "What a coincidence!"

"Ning Dongyang, you really are... 'Sweet' is my online name. I'll give you a chance to think carefully, what's my real name?"

Before Ning Dongyang could speak, Jiang Liluo, who was being held in his arms like a princess, couldn't help but peek out and ask, "Honey, is she your friend?"

husband? !

The young woman's initial joy at her unexpected encounter with Ning Dongyang vanished by ninety percent. Her gaze shifted from Ning Dongyang's face to Jiang Liluo, whose pitiful appearance was simply heartbreaking.

The remaining ten percent of joy vanished without a trace.

Unbeknownst to him, he had fallen behind Ning Dongyang.

Ning Dongyang smiled naturally and introduced Jiang Liluo: "Liluo, she is my junior high school classmate. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years since graduation."

After ten years apart, you can still recognize each other?

Jiang Liluo suddenly felt a little sour.

Ning Dongyang introduced the young woman in the same way: "My ex-wife, Jiang Liluo."

Jiang Liluo reached out and pinched his waist.

Qing is right, men are always looking for more than they have.

When no one is around, let her call him "husband".

When he met a young and beautiful girl, he called her his ex-wife.

When he looked up and saw the young woman, she deliberately called out to Ning Dongyang in a sweet voice, "Husband."

One word, "husband," and even a vixen would flee ten thousand miles away.

My ex-wife is not suitable.

The ex-wife has zero effect on the fairies.

"Me too, me too."

Shangguan Qingke squeezed through and smiled at the young woman, saying, "Let's get acquainted. My name is Shangguan Qingke."

The young woman's mood immediately improved when she heard that Ning Dongyang was holding his ex-wife.

The fading joy is stirring again in my heart.

Jiang Liluo, Shangguan Qingke, wait... She looked at Shangguan Qingke again, who was carrying popcorn in one hand and milk tea in the other. She felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

"You are...you are Shangguan Qingke!!"

"Superstar Shangguan Qingke!!"

She remembered—it was the famous star, Shangguan Qingke.

Shangguan Qingke hid her head for a moment, looked around, and whispered, "Shh, little star, I'm just a little star."

"You call yourself a big star and elevate me to the heavens, but if you slip and fall flat on your face, you'll be dead."

The young woman and Shangguan Qingke became fast friends: "My name is Tian Tian, ​​it's a pleasure to meet you. I really enjoy your movies and TV shows. I'm so happy to see you."

As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Ning Dongyang: "You're quite close to my old classmate?"

Shangguan Qingke nodded vigorously: "We're so familiar with each other we're practically inseparable."

*Pfft*

Jiang Liluo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ning Dongyang really wanted to grab Shangguan Qingke and ask, "I have some fresh bitter tea seeds here, would you like a pack?"

Tian Tian was stunned, her little scheme shattered once again. Ten years had passed, and Ning Dongyang had shed his youthful naiveté; now he looked incredibly handsome.

A sunny and handsome young man, he naturally attracts attention.

She admitted that when Ning Dongyang was holding Jiang Liluo in the aisle outside the movie theater, showing off their affection, she secretly glanced at them several times.

Finally recognizing the strong sense of familiarity, I tried calling out to him, and sure enough, it was Ning Dongyang.

Ning Dongyang is holding a stunning ex-wife in his arms, with a beautiful female celebrity by his side... What does she have to compete with?

Oh right, why did his ex-wife want him to hold her?

He's holding his ex-wife. Can she still be his ex-wife? Are they going to remarry?

Tian Tian asked softly, "Ning Dongyang, did your ex-wife sprain her ankle?"

*Pfft*

This time, Shangguan Qing couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Liluo's face was so red it felt hot.

Ning Dongyang nodded: "It's a very serious sprain; he can't even stand up straight."

Tian Tian enthusiastically stretched out her slender hand: "I'm a doctor, can you let me see where you sprained your ankle?"

Under the light, her gaze lingered on the small section of Jiang Liluo's leg, encased in black stockings, peeking out from under her long dress, and her toes in pink crystal sandals. She couldn't discern any sign of a sprained ankle.

Jiang Liluo, Shangguan Qingke, and Ning Dongyang were all taken aback.

Is she a doctor?

The problem is that Jiang Liluo didn't sprain her ankle.

Jiang Lilu quickly replied, "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a bit."