第一百五十四章
【第一百五十四章】适应了古代的生活，花千凝寒有点不适应现在的节奏。原来自己去了那里才短短不过一个弹指间。难怪没有什么变化。只是自己的妖神之力还在，尤其在现在极为有利。
不假思索，她进了娱乐圈，靠自己在【花千骨】书中的自救模式，踏上自己红红火火的事业。许是挫折经历多了，面对这些黑粉，扒料的人们，也不足挂齿。
流言蜚语，她早就体验过了，虽然那个时候与现在的感觉一样，都是失落与不信任。不过她依然会坚持自己的路。
没了白子画，还有千千万万个像白子画一样的人，但，不知道何时相遇……
“寒姐，马上到你了，赶紧准备一下，要试镜了。”一袭红衣的花千凝寒身着一身古装，她接的大部分戏都是仙侠古风类。因为这样她有代入感。
“好。”女子勾唇点头，拿着眉笔仔细勾勒，打理好一切，拿起旁边的长剑走过了试镜棚。
这部剧是根据女子为了救活男主，甘愿牺牲献出生命之灵的女人。但男主拿到魂珠后却是救了另外一个女人……女主她爱的深沉，就如她在【花千骨】书中一样。
果真是，再闻此曲亦是书外人。
“我自始至终，都只为做一件事情。”
“不负我心，不负你意。”
花千凝寒眸中泪水聚集，倔强的不让它们留下来，手中的长剑紧握，抬手将剑刺入心口处，生挖处那颗魂灵珠。给了男主。丢弃了那把沾着自己血迹的剑，失落的离开。
泪水也不争气的流了下来。面对自己的爱人，她还是没有勇气看着他死。就如同没有办法看着那些人情不可终寿。
————“好，过！”————
导演一次性让这条过了，男主基本是被女主带入的感情戏。临前时给了男主一个缓缓凝视却意决回头的角度。女主的血迹顺着衣服浸湿了。终于走到一棵树下，捂着心口缓缓喘息。
太疼了……
不是吗？明明你自己不欠他的，为什么还要一步步的宽让他。
你的心里已经承认，你爱上他了，别再狡辩了。没用的。给自己点了穴道止血，晃晃悠悠的回到了自己屋里。镜头切换，男主刚好也回到了自己屋里。看着床上那个即将快要活过来的女子。眼底无限柔情……
有一瞬，她只想将那东西抢回来。为什么我的东西用到她身上。她不配！
男主将魂珠放进青梅竹马的嘴里，催动灵力化开此魂珠。不愧是尚好的东西。他的人马上就要活过来了。可，就在活过来的那一刻，他忽然愣了愣。
床上的女子悠悠转醒，却是挣开眼眸便给了男主一掌。“你终于还是将我复活了……！”
“亲眼看着最爱你的女子，生刨此物是什么感受？”
“你还真是有情啊……可惜，我从一开始就不会爱上你。一切的一切都只是个圈套而已。”
男主不可置信的看着她，觉得有只手在死死的抓住自己的心脏，狠狠的践踏。
原来，一切皆是因为他……
adaptedtotheancientlife,huaqianlingcolddoesnotadapttothecurrentrhythm.itturnedoutthatitwasonlyashorttimewheniwentthere.
nowondernothinghaschanged.it'sjustthatthepoweroftheirowndemonsisstillthere,especiallynowit'sextremelyadvantageous.
withoutthinking,sheenteredtheentertainmentindustryandembarkedonherownprosperouscareerbyrelyingonherself-rescuemodelinthebook.maybetherearetoomanysetbacks,andpeoplewhopickupmaterialsinthefaceoftheseblackfansarenotworthmentioning.
shehadalreadyexperiencedgossip,althoughitwasthesamefeelingatthattimeasitisnow,whichwaslossandmistrust.butshewillstillsticktoherownpath.
withoutbaizipainting,therearetensofthousandsofpeoplelikebaizipainting,butidon'tknowwhentomeet….
"sisterhan,it'syourturnsoon.hurryupandgetreadyfortheaudition."dressedinred,huaqianlinghanisdressedinanancientcostume,andmostofherplaysarefairyknight-errantantiquity.becauseshehasasenseofsubstitution.
"good."thewomanraisedherlipsandnodded,tookacarefuloutlinewithaneyebrowpencil,tookcareofeverything,pickeduptheswordnexttoherandwalkedthroughtheauditionshed.
theplayisbasedonawomanwhoiswillingtosacrificethespiritofherlifeinordertosavetheman.butthemansavedanotherwomanafterhegotthesoulbead.thehostesslovesasdeeplyasshedoesinthebookofflowerthousandbones.
ifso,hearingthissongisalsoanoutsider.
"frombeginningtoend,ionlywanttodoonething."
"don'tletmedown,don'tletyoudown."
huaqianlingcoldeyestearsgathered,stubbornlydonotletthemstay,thehandoftheswordclenched,raisedhishandtopiercetheswordintotheheart,digthesoulbead.totheman.threwawaytheswordstainedwithhisownbloodandleftlost.
tearsalsoflowdowndisgracefully.facingherlover,shestilldidn'thavethecouragetowatchhimdie.it'slikethere'snowaytolookatthosehumanfeelingsthatwon'tlastforever-
"allright,pass!"-
thedirectorletthispassatonetime,andthemaleleadisbasicallyanemotionalplaybroughtintobythefemalelead.beforethat,hegavethemanaslowgazebutdecidedtoturnback.thehostess'sbloodsoakedalongherclothes.finallyiwalkedunderatree,coveringmyheartandgaspingforbreath.
ithurtssomuch.
isn'tit?whydoyougiveuptohimstepbystepwhenyoudon'towehimanything?
youhaveadmittedinyourheartthatyouareinlovewithhim,sostoparguing.it'snouse.heorderedtheacupointtostopthebleedingandwobbledbacktohisroom.whenthecamerawasswitched,themanjustreturnedtohisroom.lookatthewomanonthebedwhoisabouttocomebacktolife.thefundusisinfinitelytender.
foramoment,shejustwantedtogetitback.whymystuffisusedonher.shedoesn'tdeserveit!
themanputthesoulbeadintothemouthofhischildhood,urgingthespirittoopenthesoulbead.it'sagoodthing.hismenareabouttocomebacktolife.however,atthemomenthecamebacktolife,hewassuddenlystupefied.
thewomanonthebedwokeupleisurely,butsheopenedhereyesandgavethemanaslap."youfinallybroughtmebacktolife.aah!aah!"
"what'sitliketoseethewomanwholovesyouthemost?"
"youarereallyaffectionate.unfortunately,ineverfellinlovewithyouinthefirstplace.everythingisjustatrap."
themanlookedatherindisdelief,feelingthattherewasahandclutchinghisheartandtramplingonit.
itturnsoutthatit'sallbecauseofhim.