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[Peninsula Shuyitai] Rope Art Version The love of man and ghosts is not over: The love of man and rope is not over yet, Haiyu's memory is not over again (students who cry when watching movies are careful) |
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Published 2025-3-9 18:48:10
[Video Duration]: 00:31:51 [File Size]: 1899MB After wandering outside for three months, Haiyu missed home. She knocked on the door with great anticipation but nervousness. The door opened, and a familiar figure appeared before her. "Come on", "Well", everything seemed to have never changed, it was still so kind and natural. However, when she closed the door and turned around, the familiar figure disappeared. It turned out that this was just her illusion. She possessed and stroked her father's cat, and it was familiar with the smell of Haiyu. The furnishings in the house seemed as if she had left, but there was only one person missing. She went upstairs in disappointment and walked to the door of her familiar room. The quilt on the bed was neatly placed, and there seemed to be no trace left by the person she was familiar with. Suddenly, with a whisper, "Haiyu, come and have some water", she ran to the living room happily. My father was sitting on the sofa, and naturally poured a glass of water for her. Everything was still so familiar, and it seemed that it had never changed. "Work", "Okay", as soon as he finished speaking, the figure on the sofa disappeared. His mood returned to reality, and he might really be gone... The cat jumped on the sofa, as if he wanted to tell her: I still have me here. Suddenly, the voice came from the bedroom again, and she leftTo the father who was sorting out the ropes, everything was still so familiar. They seemed to have never separated. The father skillfully wrapped the ropes on her body. The touch was clearly real. After a long time, the binding seemed particularly long. She sometimes joked with him and sometimes closed her feelings... Finally, she finished tying up the ropes and stroked her hair. Everything was always so familiar, but this familiar figure gradually disappeared from her sight... "Qiuqiu, where is your master?" The tone was not urgent, because she knew that the sudden appearance was really not here, she just wanted to talk to her familiar old friend. The missing body usually only appeared in novels, but who tied the real rope on her body? She didn't seem to mind, because at this moment, the touch of the rope was the only memory she could feel. Back to the sofa, lying down, maybe this was not an illusion, I really hope that everything would be real when I woke up. I don’t know how long it took, but she saw her dad vaguely tied her feet. "Wake up" "kindness" "Am I dreaming?" "No, you may have been too tired recently", Indeed, she was too tired recently. She returned here just to relive the feeling of home, enjoying the ropes wrap around her legs, and fell asleep again without realizing it, but Dad was no longer there... The rope on her legs was real, and she could no longer suppress her longing. The scenes of the past appeared before her, and those happy and warm stories, she didn't want to wake up, hoping that she would live in a dream forever. However, a knock on the door broke her thoughts. She hesitated for a moment, got up and prepared to go downstairs, but the rope on her body... jumped and squirmed and finally came to the hall and opened the door with difficulty. Isn't this my father? Dad looked at the ropes all over her body with puzzled look, "Who tied them for you?" This question may never be answered, but it is no longer important, because the person in front of her is real, like a fake father, she crawled into her father's arms happily and aggrievedly. The father still rubbed her hair in a daze, "What's wrong with this kid today?" Conclusion: Haiyu usually calls me my dad, but when filming this drama, it was the most explosive time for Haiyu to have his acting skills. Rather than saying that his acting skills are explosive, it is better to say that it is a true love. She has indeed not seen me for too long and long. Her miss, grievances and happiness are fully reflected. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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