After being eavesdropped on by the entire entertainment industry, I became famous

"I knew you were the person who knew me best." Mo Xingchen's eyes and tone were full of pathos, looking at her tenderly, with nostalgia, and obsession.

"What happened yesterday was all planned by you?" Wen Jiu asked.

Mo Xingchen nodded with a proud expression: "In order to get the investment from the big boss, Huo Dantu raced and won ten races with the big boss... He worked really hard. Before he met me, he had already won nine races, and he was even worse. After just one race, he was able to get investment... But as luck would have it, he met me hahaha, I made some changes to his car, and it only caught fire after two crashes, hahaha."

The sinister tone made Wen Jiu very unhappy, especially since his content was satirizing Huo Dantu.

"Shut up!"

"He is a person with extremely high self-esteem... I don't know how he felt when he saw you sitting in my passenger seat yesterday." Mo Xingchen rambled: "It must be hard... just thinking about it makes me feel happy... ah !”

Before he could finish his words, Wen Jiu had already pushed him to the ground and beat him wildly.

Mo Xingchen was in pain, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Even so, he did not give up talking, and said with a sigh: "It is best for him to die in the hospital. In this case, his body will be left intact."

"Mo Xingchen, shut up, shut up!" The strong wind blew up and messed up Wen Jiu's hair. Her face was cold and hard, and she slapped Mo Xingchen's mouth one by one.

"Hahahahaha..." Mo Xingchen, who was half sitting on the ground, gently pulled Wen Jiu's clothes with his left hand.

"You're in a hurry, Wen Jiu, don't be in a hurry." Mo Xingchen spat out a mouthful of bloody foam: "Your angry expression is so beautiful." He frowned again: "But I don't like your face, this face, Not one ten thousandth as beautiful as the real you."

"Madman, madman!" Wen Jiu's nerves jumped and he screamed into the wind. If anyone else saw this, they would be shocked by the state of these two people.

Wen Jiu's hands went numb and he let go of Mo Xingchen.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Mo Xingchen crawled over on his knees and grabbed her clothes from behind.

"We are made for each other, Wen Jiu, we are made for each other." Mo Xingchen said in a stubborn tone, "Huo Dantu is just an interlude. Forget him, promise me, forget him."

Wen Jiu turned around and looked down at Mo Xingchen who was kneeling in front of him.

She asked the most important question: "Mo Xingchen, why do you appear in this world?"

"Of course I died for my love. After you died, when I held your funeral, I cut your throat with a knife." Mo Xingchen smiled proudly: "Then I died, and when I woke up, I found that in this world Fortunately, I died with you, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to see you.”

"..."

silence.

There was a long silence.

Wen Jiu let out a long sigh and committed suicide at her funeral, still by cutting her throat, just to die with her... This was something he could do.

A long time ago, Wen Jiu felt that Mo Xingchen was mentally unstable and too paranoid. Whenever he was asked to go for treatment, Mo Xingchen would ask, "Have I hurt anyone else?"

Not really.

He is the same as Wen Jiu. I wonder if it is because of the hardships he has experienced. They both have super talents in acting. Mo Xingchen has won several awards, has no scandals, does not smoke, does not drink, does not go to bars, and does not make friends. My girlfriend, although she is cold to outsiders, never crosses the boundaries between people and is considered a good man.

Only Wen Jiu knew that Mo Xingchen was a complete lunatic. But when she heard that Mo Xingchen actually chose to commit suicide at her funeral, she was still shocked and felt infinite sadness. She still underestimated the extent of his madness.

Mo Xingchen's mouth was full of blood. When he opened his mouth and smiled, the blood flowed down. He was like a withered rose, corrupt and beautiful.

"...In that world, we should be buried together." Mo Xingchen smiled: "I wrote a suicide note and asked them to help us be buried together."

A movie star who was not close to women committed suicide because of love at the funeral of a Grand Slam movie queen. This bloody news was enough to explode, and I don’t know how many paparazzi were excited.

Wen Jiu got a headache just thinking about it.

"Mo Xingchen," Wen Jiu suddenly called him.

Mo Xingchen looked up at her expectantly.

Wen Jiu said: "I already like someone else, please stop pestering me. Is that okay?"

Mo Xingchen's smile and expectation disappeared. He stood up and said sharply: "He is not worthy of you!"

"Are you worthy of me?" Wen Jiu asked.

Mo Xingchen: "I don't deserve it, but I can die for you and do whatever you want for you."

Wen Jiu said coldly: "I miss you, stay away from me."

"..." Mo Xingchen pursed his lips, and then said, "I promise you."

The autumn wind is blowing wildly, disturbing people's souls.

Wen Jiu's eyes flickered, and all he saw was Mo Xingchen's flying clothes. He climbed out of the rooftop fence without hesitation.

This is the thirteenth floor!

"Mo Xingchen!" Wen Jiu's hands were faster than his brain, and he rushed over and grabbed his hand. Mo Xingchen's feet were hanging in the air. When he saw Wen Jiu, he was not afraid at all, but instead smiled brightly, "Look, you can't bear to leave me. "

Wen Jiu held onto the fence with one hand and squeezed Mo Xingchen's hand tightly with the other hand, her temples twitching.

"Damn you!" Wen Jiu couldn't help but cursed: "Damn you, get up here!"

"Oh." Mo Xingchen heard the order and used his other hand to assist Wen Jiu. Slowly, he was pulled back to the rooftop by Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu was still frightened.

Mo Xingchen was extremely calm, as if he was not the one who jumped off the building.

"You are reluctant to let me die, but you love me." Mo Xingchen asked for reward.

"Fart!" Wen Jiu pointed outside the fence: "Even if you are a stranger today, I will save him!"

Mo Xingchen curled his lips unhappily, then rolled his eyes and became happy again: "You hate me to death, but you still want to save me. You just have me in your heart."

"..." Wen Jiu took two breaths crazily.

Forget it, why are you angry with a mental patient?

Wen Jiu said: "You are not allowed to target Huo Dantu again."

Mo Xingchen was unconvinced: "Why? I'm going to kill him."

"No!"

"I want it!"

The two had a quarrel.

"If he makes any mistakes in the future, I will die!"

This sentence had great destructive power on him.

Mo Xingchen's mouth stiffened, and his eyes were full of disappointment, "You actually threatened me with your death. You were not like this before. You used to...you were obviously greedy for life and afraid of death."

"...The past was before, and the present is now." Wen Jiu said: "I keep my word."

Mo Xingchen said nothing.

But Wen Jiu, who knew him well, knew that he had already agreed.

It started to rain lightly in the sky, and soon the ground was wet.

Wen Jiu went directly to the rooftop, leaving Mo Xingchen alone in the rain. It would be nice to wake up after being soaked in the rain.