However, Wen Xin was a little depressed. As a single dog, he did not lack female companions. However, watching movies and watching such emotional movies, he didn't want to find a female companion casually.

Boredly flipping through the address book on your phone, a long-lost name suddenly came into your eyes.

Wen Xin's finger stopped on that name.

"Little Witch?" Wen Xin's memory emerged like a tide.

Don't get me wrong. Wen Xin's childhood sweetheart is not her. She can only be regarded as the little devil who has bullied him since childhood.

How long has it been since I contacted? Wen Xin can't remember clearly. Why would you ask this guy to go to the movie?

Wen Xin didn't know why such an outrageous idea came to his mind, but this idea could never fade away as soon as it arises.

"Well, I just want her to see how gentle her childhood sweetheart is, how like her, she is like a devil!" Wen Xin found a decent excuse for himself.

Then he decisively pressed the dial key.

While waiting for the phone to be connected, Wen Xin couldn't help but look forward to it. He hadn't seen him for several years. I wonder how the female devil was now? Will the woman become gentle when she becomes young?

"Sorry, the phone number you called was an empty number..." Wen Xin was stunned.

Damn, have you actually changed your number?

Well, go and see it alone.

Wen Xin was a little depressed and lost the interest in finding someone to visit him.

In Zhonghai City, Shengtang Square, and at the entrance of Shengtang Cinema, Wen Xin saw them appearing in pairs, and suddenly felt a little regretful about why he wanted to watch the movie alone.

In this place where the sour smell of love is everywhere, I actually came alone, and I was simply mentally retarded.

Wen Xin suddenly regretted it a little. In fact, it was easy to find the little witch's new contact information, but he gave up after only trying it once.

When I entered the cinema, Wen Xin discovered that he was the only one who was alone. Sure enough, my buddy was not watching movies, but lonely!

The lights in the cinema dimmed.

The original noise gradually became smaller, after the opening of the movie.

The first thing that appeared on the big screen was a long shot, the countryside, the fields, the working farmers, old cows, local dogs, smoke from cooking stoves, and a rural scenery.

A voice sounded: "Master Taoist, show it. My grandson, after being born, he was sick. It's already March and it's not going to get better."

Then the camera draws closer to the door of a house, pushes it from outside, and into the door.

An old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and a fairy-like appearance, was leaning out to look at a doll in a cradle, and his fingers kept zipping, as if he was calculating something.

"This baby was born in July, but his body is cold and cold, and water and fire conflicts, which is inherently the disaster." The old Taoist priest followed his white beard and said.

"Master, is there a way to crack it?" the old man asked nervously.

The old Taoist priest said, "Let me do it, I have it!"

"This winter solstice, a girl will be born in the town. Only by climbing to this family can the child's miserable fate be changed."

As the camera turned, it was a scene of killing chickens and stewing chickens. Then, grandma put the chicken soup into the insulation bucket and carried it out.

The camera followed grandma, walked through the dirt road in the village, got on a tricycle, and came to another family.

"Grandpa Ning, why are you here?" A woman with a belly stood up and asked, holding her waist and holding her back to meet her.

At this time, the camera paused, and then a female voice rang.

"Yes, this woman is my mother, and I'm in her belly!"

The picture came back to life, but there was no sound, but the narrator's female voice was left.

Because my mother was very helpful to Grandma Ning in the early years, she came to this marriage and I also named it the Winter Solstice. This is the origin of my name!

"It's strange. After I was born, Ning Changsheng's body actually began to improve!"

"By the way, because I was sick when I was born, the Ning family named him Changsheng!"

The picture turned dark and a line of subtitles appeared on it.

6 years old!

A melodious melody sounded, and a group of children were climbing trees there. One of the little girls sat on the trunk and shouted to a little boy under the tree with his head down and his head lowered to the leaves: "Ning Changsheng, come up."

The audience suddenly understood that the little boy who didn't play with other friends was the male protagonist of this film, Ning Changsheng.

The little boy just smiled and shook his head, then continued to lower his head, picked up the leaves, and carefully piled them into a small pile.

The little girl in the tree pouted and muttered: "The Wooden Man!"

The picture changed. This time it was in the cornfield. A group of friends were secretly picking corn, and the little girl from the Winter Solstice was also among them.

Outside the cornfield, a boy seemed particularly quiet, as if he was out of place with this group of children.

Then, a group of children took the stolen corn together and baked it.

One of the little girls finished roasting corn and took a look at Ning Changsheng who was quietly fiddling with leaves there, and then walked over.

"Don't you want to eat it? Ning Changsheng!" the little girl deliberately brought the roasted corn to the little boy and asked.

But the little boy just shook his head. The little girl was a little angry, her face turned red, and she cursed loudly: "Ning Changsheng, you big pig's head."

"Haha!" Many viewers in the theater laughed knowingly.

Wen Xin was a little touched. In my memory, I don’t know how old I was, but there seemed to be a little girl scolding him: “Wen Xin, you are such a big pig head!”

The sound of the little winter solstice attracted the attention of other children.

The little boy looked up and looked at the little girl in surprise and shouted her name: "Winter Solstice!"

The little girl raised her head hard and looked at the clear sky in the sky, but she didn't want her tears to fall. She replied with some anger: "What are you doing!"

The little boy stood up, reached out and touched the little girl's cheek with his fingers, and said, "Stop crying."

"Then you play with me!" the little girl stared at the little boy with big eyes.

"What are you playing?" the little boy asked in surprise.

"Is it good to play hide and seek?" the little girl asked with some hope.

"Okay!" the little boy nodded.

The little girl burst into tears and laughed.

The world of children is sometimes so simple and innocent.

He was inexplicably angry, laughed inexplicably, and was inexplicably happy.

The atmosphere in the theater is not warm, but it is very quiet. Many people look at the big screen with an indescribable smile, pointing at the big screen from time to time, and whispering something to their companions around them.
Chapter completed!