Under Song Li's repeated questioning, the staff finally let go. After hearing his words clearly, Song Li rushed out the door and ran towards the floor where Fang Ruofan lived with all his strength.

"I'm just kidding, how is it possible, it's not April Fool's Day yet." Song Li's eyes were filled with tears, and he really couldn't believe what happened in his heart, "The one who was still playing the violin and talking yesterday Man, woke up early this morning, and you told me that he died? You must be insane."

But everything he saw told him that Fang Ruofan really committed suicide.Song Li leaned on the wall and walked step by step towards Fang Ruofan's room, where the police cordoned off.A crew member who stayed at the scene to deal with the matter saw Song Li's appearance and hurried over to help him.

"Someone informed you. Hey, it's really bad luck." The crew member was quite familiar with Song Li, so he accidentally expressed his inner thoughts.

Song Li raised his head when he heard this, and gave him a hard look.

"Um." The crew members showed embarrassment, and then realized their slip of the tongue, quickly changed the subject, "He took too much sleeping pills, last night he specially ordered today's breakfast, the waiter came to deliver the food but no one opened the door , opened the door and sent it in, only to find that the person had already left.”

"Is he still inside? I want to see him." Song Li's voice was hoarse, and he found it extremely difficult to say every word.

The crew shook their heads and said, "I've already sent you away. Seeing that you look so bad, I'll take you back to your room first."

Song Li was depressed for several days. After Yu Chengjin learned about this from Gu Xiaonan, he stayed with him all the time except working hours.This is the second time Song Li has faced death up close. The first time was when he learned of his mother's sudden cerebral hemorrhage when he was in college.Both deaths happened so unexpectedly.Life is fragile, and in an instant, that person seems to have evaporated from the world.

"Hello." Song Li answered the phone directly without looking at the caller ID when he heard the phone ringing.

"Are you Fan'er's good friend?" A hoarse and crying female voice came from the other end of the phone.

Song Li came back to his senses: "Auntie, are you Fang Ruofan's mother?"

"Yes, I am Fan'er's mother. Fan'er's funeral will be held tomorrow, and besides the manager's phone number, only yours is stored in his mobile phone. I think you must be Fan'er's best friend , I just came to ask if you would like to come and see Fan'er off for the last time." Mother Fang couldn't help sobbing softly after speaking.

Song Li hurriedly comforted him: "Auntie, I will definitely be there. Auntie, my condolences, please take care, don't cry and break your body."

"I, I knew there would be such a day sooner or later." Mother Fang restrained her crying and said with a sob, "Fan'er refused to tell me anything, only said that everything was fine, but I knew something must have happened I can always see him on TV in the future, but he suddenly stopped being on TV seven years ago. I finally looked forward to his return during the Chinese New Year, and found that he was secretly taking medicine. He said it was used to improve immunity. I I’m old but I’m not confused, I wrote down the name of the medicine and asked the doctor before I knew it was a medicine for depression.”

Fang's mother broke down in tears as she spoke.

Song Li's tears couldn't stop streaming down, he said softly: "Auntie, please speak slowly, I'm listening."

"Recently he called me. When I was about to hang up, I heard him say softly, Mom, if one day I leave, I will still love you in heaven." Mother Fang sobbed, "Fan'er My heart is bitter, I don't blame him, if I blame him again, he will feel even more uncomfortable. The old man and I have to take care of each other, so that he can feel at ease in heaven. "

This afternoon, Fang's mother talked with Song Li about Fang Ruofan a lot, as if showing his short life in front of Song Li.

After Song Li hung up the phone, he closed his eyes, and an image unconsciously appeared in his mind: the lights in the whole building were turned off, only Fang Ruofan's room was kept on all night, and he was facing the night outside the window by himself. Pulling "llMostro" over and over with no one listening until dawn.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the white roses that had been placed on the bedside table had long since withered.

Song Li told her agent Xie Xiaonan that she was going to attend Fang Ruofan's funeral. Of course Xie Xiaonan would not object, but she told Song Li that the company did not want him to go. If Song Li attended his funeral and was reported by the media, the audience would definitely think they were good friends, and maybe even Song Li's image would be affected; second, someone in the industry has said hello, telling artists not to go Take this muddy water.

Song Li smiled and went anyway.Yu Chengjin went with him, but Yu Chengjin and Fang Ruofan didn't know each other well, so it was difficult for him to show up at the funeral, so he sat in the car and waited for Song Li.

Fang Ruofan's funeral was very simple, and the people present at the funeral seemed to be his relatives, Song Li, who was in the circle, didn't see anyone.

Song Li looked at Fang Ruofan in the posthumous photo, his deep eyes contained lingering melancholy.

"Love can give people an infinite sense of security." Song Li whispered out the promise he made with Fang Ruofan that he would still believe in at the age of 80, "You failed to keep your promise, and you will never hear it again. But I won't, 80 I will still be with Yu Chengjin when I was young."

Song Li gently placed a white rose in his hand on the table where the photos of the deceased were placed, and he smiled and wished: "May you in the next life be as you wish in this life, just like this flower." Song Li thought he would He couldn't cry, but when he really said goodbye, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't cry.

Song Li didn't stay long, and after saying goodbye to Fang's mother, he returned to the car.

Yu Chengjin silently hugged the sad Song Li, and glanced at the driver.The driver nodded, turned on the stereo, and the music of "llMostro" sounded in the car.

"How do you know this song?" Song Li was surprised.

Yu Chengjin rubbed Song Li's hair in his arms, and said softly: "I wasn't interested in knowing, but I know a thing or two about you."

Song Li nestled in Yu Chengjin's arms, closed his eyes, and listening to this song, tears finally burst out.

If Fang Ruofan, one of the leading actors in the movie, died, the film would definitely not be able to continue. Song Li thought that the investors would find another actor to replace Fang Ruofan and remake the show.But after a few days, he got the news that the investor's capital chain had a problem, and he would completely abandon the film.

"Actually, I've heard that the real reason is that the investor felt that it was unlucky to kill someone in filming. The boss withdrew the investment, and he didn't do it even if he lost money. He said he was afraid of getting bad luck, and the gain would outweigh the loss in the future." Gu Xiaonan hesitated Said to Song Li.

Song Li's face was gloomy, and he fully understood the meaning of the promise he had to make when he met Fang Ruofan for the last time, and said sullenly: "Feudal superstition." It is inevitable that Song Li is in a bad mood. Secondly, the main reason is that Fang Ruofan has made a promise that this drama will be released.

"This investor withdrew its capital, we can find another one." Song Li tried hard to think of a way.

"Brother Li, this matter is not so easy. The investment in this movie is at least several hundred million, not tens of thousands. I feel that businessmen are actually quite superstitious, so they probably won't touch this bad luck."

Hearing the words "too bad", Song Li glanced at Gu Xiaonan.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. It's just, that's it. I have an uncle who runs a small business. He is the one who worships Buddha the most every Chinese New Year. The family still worships the God of Wealth all year round." Gu Xiaonan Muttering, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she seemed to have an idea, "By the way, is Mr. Yu interested in this project?"

"What are you thinking?" Song Li gently pushed Gu Xiaonan's head with his fingers, and then said thoughtfully, "Even if a businessman is superstitious, what he believes in most is the word 'profit'. If you can let those Guys, if they see the huge market for this movie, they will definitely invest in it."

"Well, it makes sense. Then what should we do?" Gu Xiaonan thought of a solution with a sad face.

Song Li hesitated for a moment, and said, "The trolls, marketing accounts, and hot searches all have to be used to increase the popularity of the movie."

"Ah? But what do we use as an entry point for the topic?" Xie Xiaonan was a little surprised that Song Li would use these abnormal methods that he had previously disliked.

Song Li looked into Xie Xiaonan's eyes and said seriously: "Don't you think that sudden death itself is confusing?" He committed suicide because he got too deep into the drama."

Gu Xiaonan's eyes widened, and her tone was full of doubts: "Will anyone go to see it when it's so horrifying, and will others believe it?"

"There is no need to worry about this. People are curious, and there are very few high-quality suspense films in our country. This can arouse their curiosity. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter, the goal is to increase the popularity." Song Li analyzed analytically Straightforward.

"But take..." Gu Xiaonan expressed the last doubt in his heart.

Song Li interrupted her: "I know what you want to say, but 'you can't have both'. I promised him that this film will be released."

"Obviously it wasn't him who acted." Gu Xiaonan muttered softly, thinking that Fang Ruofan was really strange.

Song Li sighed when he heard the words, and said in a low voice: "This is his obsession. He regards this movie as the epitome of all hope in life, and he gave up too much for it."

"Oh, by the way, this is for you." Gu Xiaonan took out the USB flash drive containing the completed film of "Wu Shuang" from the bag, "The people in the crew said that this should not be leaked to anyone. But I feel sorry for you, so I agreed to your request."

"Thank you." Song Li took the USB flash drive and held it tightly in his palm.

Xie Xiaonan did as Song Li said, and finally achieved his goal of gaining attention and popularity on the Internet, but after inquiring, he learned that there were still no investors willing to invest.Song Li did everything he could, no matter how impatient he was, he could only wait.

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