Winter is already dark early, and with a rain, the whole world is almost dark.
The cinema in front of me became the only light in the darkness.
It is small, between two walls, there is only one wooden door for one person to enter and exit. There are two strings of lanterns hanging on the door. The lanterns hang on both sides of the lintel, and they glow with warm orange light in the wind and rain. It is old, and even the posters on the wall seem to have been posted from the 1970s to the present, with mottled colors and blurred handwriting. It's memorable because it's called Life Cinema, it's located at the intersection of Rouge, and it's a place where Ning Yu people are dying.
Ningning walked towards it, but was stopped by a person.
It was a man with a Zhang Xuebai mask on his face, dressed like an old-fashioned thug, with a white gown on his upper body, a black cloth belt around his waist, and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. "It's not time yet," she said.
"Look." Ning Ning raised her hand, and the rain fell on her palm. "Such heavy rain, can I buy a ticket and wait?"
The other person shook his head.
Ning Ning talked well, but the other side just kept shaking his head.
There is such a ghost place, such a ghost guard! Ning Ning couldn't wait to open the public comment to give it a negative review. She turned around angrily, and raised her hand to attract a taxi.
The taxi quickly took her away, and the taxi returned to take her back.
Opening the door, Ning Ning returned to the gatekeeper and asked, "Is it time now?"
The goalkeeper said calmly, "Five minutes left."
Ning Ning looked down at his watch at 11.55.
She couldn't help remembering what her mother said to her before she died: "At twelve in the evening, go to the cinema at the 35th Rouge Road to watch a movie. You go alone."
It's really twelve o'clock, not a minute more, not a minute later.
Ning Ning covered her hands over her head, and the rain was getting heavier. She walked around the door and felt like a fool. As soon as five minutes arrived, she immediately walked into the door, but was again stopped by the gatekeeper.
"Tickets," the gatekeeper still sighed.
Ningning scrambled for a while, and finally took out an old movie ticket from her handbag. A thin piece of yellow paper, with a round stamp on the left, which contains the admission ticket, and a rectangular box on the right, with the life theater in the middle, and the first eight rows of forty below. Number five.
The goalkeeper didn't seem to expect that she could actually pull out the ticket. She gave her a rare glance, then lowered her head to tear the ticket, and let the wooden door behind her: "One person, one vote.
Can finally go in. Ning Ning was relieved. Before entering the door, she glanced at the poster posted at the door.
An old poster. Like the remnants of the 1970s and 1980s, the flowers are green and green like oil paintings. Maybe it ’s washed by rain. The colors and handwritings are a bit mottled. Although the two starring actors are beautiful, the faces are very strange. Not one of them can be seen from the cast.
Title: "The Circus of the Republic of China"
Starring: Chen Junyi, Li Xiulan.
"I haven't heard it." Ningning muttered in his heart and turned his head into the door.
Unlike the dilapidated facade, it was unexpectedly neatly organized.
A row of carved wooden chairs are listed in the middle, and they look like a theater in the Republic of China, but the front is not a theater with a large red curtain, but a white movie screen.
"Your seat is here." A staff member brought Ning Ning to the seat. It was a little girl in a broken cheongsam, with a soft voice, and a mask on her face, not a ruthless white like the doorman. It was a smiling ancient lady's mask with a hint of red in the middle of her lips.
Ning Ning sat down in his seat and looked around. People who came and went often wore masks, even holding the crying mask on Auntie's face.
The little girl smiled back and said, "The staff must wear masks."
Ningning finally understood what the strange feeling was when he first came in. Looking around, all are masked staff, and she is the only one without a mask.
Even if it's midnight, don't you have to be so deserted?
Just want to ask if there are no other guests? The aunt bending over and sweeping the floor suddenly straightened up and walked out with a broom. The other staff members stopped the work at hand like they heard the ringtones that only they could hear, and the tide receded outside the door.
This situation is too much like a fire escape. Ning Ning couldn't help but stand up from his seat and asked behind them, "Where are you going?"
A group of people stopped together and turned back together.
Crying mask, monkey mask, scholar's mask ... Various masks looked at her. Behind the ancient maid mask, the little girl in cheongsam said in soft words, "The movie is about to begin, please enjoy it."
Ning Ning wanted to ask something more. Suddenly, the lights went out. About three seconds later, the screen in the distance turned on. In the darkness, there were white flowers.
"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid." Ning Ning sat down while hypnotizing herself, holding a straw in her mouth, and drinking a hot drink.
The screen went blank for a while before slowly appearing a line of words.
"This film is based on a real story."
Then a man's voice slowly sang, "He who is too cruel makes the self-chosen person, the successful person, the blind person, the limb-breaker, and he thinks it, and makes him beggar for money."
Ningning's sweat dripped.
She sat motionless in her seat, only her eyes turning around in horror.
It wasn't that she didn't want to move, but from the beginning of the man's speech, she couldn't move.
She opened her mouth desperately, trying to make a cry for help, but she couldn't say a word. Instead, the voices of other people became louder and louder. The voices of men and women became clearer in her from far to near. Shouting in my ear: wake up, wake up, wake up ...
"Ninger, wake up!"
Ningning blinked suddenly.
She was able to move but was scared to move.
She could speak, but didn't know what to say.
In front of him are three men and women, three strange faces.
One is a doctor in a white gown and gray beard. She is holding her **** to open her eyelids. One is a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid in the Republic of China. An old man with a lean face and a funny moustache on his lips, his hair and clothes seem to have not been washed for a few days, his eyes are even more red as if he has not slept for a few days, holding her hand straight Tears: "Ninger, don't sleep anymore, don't scare dad anymore."
Ningning looked at the hand he was holding, a small hand, white and thin, wrapped in his large bronze-colored hand.
The picture freezes on these two hands, and the camera gradually zooms out. In the empty movie theater, there is only a cup of hot drink placed in the position where Ning Ning just sat, and the last bit of heat is quietly emitted.
Outside the gate, the rain fell down the eaves and hit the ground with a bang. The gatekeeper slowly turned his head and looked at the poster on the door.
Behind the starring list, a spot of ink suddenly appeared in the original blank space, followed by a stroke, like an invisible pen, and a new name was added at the back.
Title: "The Circus of the Republic of China"
Starring: Chen Junyi, Li Xiulan, Ningning.
