The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

Zhang Xingxing grabbed Xia Shu by the collar and locked him in the company's logistics staff toilet.His eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Damn, Xia Shu, are you a fucking human? You don't know how kind A Jiang is to you, you're so fucking crazy and talking nonsense in front of the camera! Do you have a heart? Idiot!"

It is the first time in history that Zhang Xingxing has made such a big fuss, and he usually smiles unscrupulously, giving people the fixed impression of being soft and easy to get along with.

Rarely caught fire.

Xia Shu is actually very conflicted in his heart. He knows that everything he has now is worthless without Chu Jiang, but the temptation given to him by the company is greater than whoever praises him. Once he becomes famous, he will be respected by the people in the circle. The power built up by his reputation is coming like a storm, and he is no longer suppressed by others. Who cares about these old things being framed?

"I don't want to either..." He spoke halfway, and didn't continue. Before the interview, Zhuang Jin and him were both asked to speak ill of Chujiang. Zhuang Jin agreed silently on the surface, and asked him not to listen before the interview The company didn't say a word about Chu Jiang during the process, and when asked, they just passed by without mentioning a word.

"Just what, why didn't Zhuang Jin say anything, you just said, you two were not created by him? Chu Jiang is gone now, and he can't be found anywhere, you are hurting him!"

Xia Shu opened her eyes wide in disbelief, what can't be found?Didn't you see him in the company restaurant yesterday?

It's just saying something like that, who doesn't know that his body is full of filth, and who will remember it later.

Seeing the annoyed look in his eyes, Zhang Xingxing couldn't help but want to smash the man's brain with a wrench to see what was inside.

"No one answered my call, the phone has been turned off, I can't find anyone fucking now, fuck!"

Zhang Xingxing didn't believe that Xiang Ling would disappear because of such a trivial matter, but a few days ago, he felt that there was something wrong with him. Some jokes were made to adjust. He suspected that something happened to Xiang Ling, but he didn't dare to ask.

It's useless to regret now, no one can be found, if Xiang Ling wants to hide, he must have a way to escape, and no one knows which unknown alley or street to hide in.

It's useless to find Xia Shu, and it's useless to find anyone. Zhang Xingxing knows that in fact, he came to reprimand Xia Shu with his own selfishness. It seems to be reminding the public that when the time is up, don't forget to come out and scold them.

What a fuck.

Zhang Xingxing restrained his urge to hit someone, let go of Xia Shu's collar, turned around and left the company.

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Ji Ruohe had a premonition in his heart. He felt that once Xiang Ling left, he would never come back.

But when he chased him out, he was gone.

A few days later, he received a message from Zhang Xingxing, and he woke up from the chaos in a daze. The truth slapped him and told him that Xiang Ling had really left.

Suddenly, just like eight years ago.

Xiang Ling suddenly avoided seeing him one day, and then he didn't see him for eight years.

Not reconciled, Ji Ruohe drove to Xiang Ling's house.

The last time I stole Xiang Ling's key when he wasn't paying attention, I made a spare, and I made the most of it today, and it came in handy.

The home is the same, everything is there, the furniture has not changed.

Ji Ruohe entered Xiang Ling's bedroom, and cleaned it up very cleanly, without any debris. The clothes in the cabinet were neatly arranged, and he didn't take them away.

He came empty-handed and left empty-handed.

Ji Ruohe searched every corner, hoping in his heart that Xiang Ling would leave something for him, at least he could have an explanation.

But he searched around and found nothing. The things here almost lost the smell of Xiang Ling. The photos and items are basically the habits of the original owner. Xiang Ling just inserted into other people's lives and lived along. .

Ji Ruohe breathed a sigh of relief, and with a sigh of relief, he pushed open the glass door of the balcony weakly with his fingertips.

It is very beautiful here, standard suite, there is an artificial lake downstairs, and several lotus plants are raised.

Xiang Ling didn't have time to stand here on the weekend and look down. He would feel better after seeing it. He almost buried himself in his work. When he had time, he was just in a daze. There were no entertainment activities, which was extremely boring.

Sleeping on the bed every night, living in the imagination in the dream, it is not real.

Ji Ruohe thought, why did Xiang Ling leave, why did he look like a completely different person, as if he gave up on himself and didn't want to live anymore.

Was it the Spring Festival that was robbed?But everything was resolved, why did he change?

Ji Ruohe lit a cigarette, held it in his hand to let it light, paused for a while, turned around, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a crumpled and crumpled piece of paper curled up beside the door.

Maybe it was written on something, Ji Ruohe went over to pick it up by mistake, the five words on it burned his eyes sorely.

Xiang Ling's handwriting is as beautiful as ever, with every stroke and stroke having its own style, and seeing the handwriting is like a human being. In the first few years of Ji Ruohe's career, he often recalled Xiang Ling's appearance when he wrote, serious and clean.

After reading it, Ji Ruohe walked out of the house in a daze.

He finally knew what had changed.

He wants to go out to find Xiang Ling, he must find Xiang Ling.

The car parked outside started to drive away, and a gust of wind whipped up the abandoned note on the balcony like a demon.

It read: Yuji, I'm sorry.

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The next day, there was a headline on the front page: Ji Ruohe, CEO of Lingmei Entertainment, was involved in a car accident and unfortunately died on the spot.

……

At night, there are no stars in the sky.

Waves of unbearably painful voices hit Ji Ruohe's ears like waves.

He felt pain in his body, barely opened his eyes and found that he seemed to be floating in the sky.

The body is presented in a transparent way.

What?Did he die?Ji Ruohe was ups and downs floating in the air, and within a short while, he recognized the fact of his death.But what was the sound just now?

He looked down.

Xiang Ling curled up by the door, and a man swung the broken bench leg and hammered him on the back.

Ji Ruohe looked carefully and recognized the man, who was Xiang Ling's stepfather, Yun Tian.

Xiang Ling was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, he had no strength, and he couldn't escape.

"Who the hell do you like? Men? You're a fucking pervert, I'm a fucking idiot."

Yun Tian swears and curses, kicks up the bench leg and beats people without hesitation.

Xiang Ling's tears came out in pain, and he kept sobbing. There was blood flowing from his nose, and he couldn't reach out to wipe it, because his body hurt too much, and he would touch the wound when he stretched out his hand.

Ji Ruohe roared excitedly by the sudden visual impact, but no one could hear his voice, not even the two people on the ground.

He wanted to help Xiang Ling, hug him, and prevent him from being hurt by his stepfather, but he couldn't.

Tired from the beating, Yun Tian kicked Xiang Ling who was on the ground, and said, "For your mother's sake, I'll send you to the hospital for treatment. Don't embarrass your mother."

Xiang Ling suddenly became frightened, he didn't know where the strength came from and hugged Yun Tian's thigh, begging for mercy: "No, father, I don't want to go to the prison, I won't go."

"If you don't go, I'll break your leg and send you there, damn it. If you don't learn well, you will die if you do such a disgusting thing."

Xiang Ling shook his head vigorously, and murmured: "I won't go, I won't go, father, I don't want to go, don't send me to the institute."

Xiang Ling choked up and said it was not so good, his stepfather thought about it for a while, and said: "Yes, it will cost money to send it to the clinic, why don't you buy me some wine, so that I can clean you up at home , I see you still go out and mess around."

A more violent beating than before.

Ji Ruohe wanted to leave for the first time, but he was helpless, he just wanted not to look, don't look, but the heart-piercing shouts from the ground pulled his nerves bit by bit.

His Xiang Ling didn't have any self-protection ability, and was destroyed bit by bit.

Ji Ruohe closed his eyes, it was dark.

The surroundings are like watching a movie, showing over and over again what Xiang Ling has done in the eight years since he left Ji Ruohe. Fate, as always, joked with Ji Ruohe. He didn't see Xiang Ling with a smiling face. When and where, all he saw was Xiang Ling, who was beaten to the brink of death, was huddled in a corner with injuries all over his body.

For eight years, Xiang Ling survived the eight years of being abused alone.

No one stayed by his side.

Xiang Ling sometimes felt guilty when he thought of Ji Ruohe, but he couldn't help thinking about him, looking at his photo, the only one he secretly hid.

Draw energy from it.

See the hope of living from it.

Ji Ruohe was about to suffocate in pain, but he could only watch and suffer.

Once, he saw Xiang Ling going out for a party, and met Yun Tian who owed him money for drinks and couldn't afford it. Xiang Ling had planned to pretend he didn't know him and leave, but he didn't expect that person to grab him first and send him to those The man pushed him and started talking nonsense: "Here, this is my son. He is so beautiful. Sell him to you for wine money, for wine money."

Xiang Ling was so angry at that time that he was leaving without caring about anything, when Yun Tian swung a wine bottle over and knocked him unconscious.

Looking at this scene, Ji Ruohe's numb heart still ached. At that time, he really hoped that Xiang Ling would never wake up again after closing his eyes. It wasn't worth it.

Later, when those people saw the blood, they sent him to the hospital first. After all, it was a regular nightclub, and there was no robbery. After Xiang Ling woke up, he resigned himself to his fate and returned the money to Yuntian, and was beaten again when he returned home.

Later, when Ji Ruohe saw that Xiang Ling was either beaten or beaten, it was always his stepfather who gave him the nightmare, and when he was relieved, Xiang Ling only thought about Ji Ruohe.

A tear fell from the eye socket, and Ji Ruohe was caught off guard and fell into the darkness.

Before losing consciousness, he thought, if only he could see Xiang Ling again, he wanted to protect him.

But, is it still possible.

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The torrent of time can never keep anyone, and there is no way to regret it.

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In 2014, one day in October, Xiang Ling suddenly woke up from a distant abyss, and opened his eyes to a vast expanse of whiteness.

After the dizziness passed, he found himself in the hospital.

It seems that a nurse excitedly called the patient to wake up, patient?who?yourself.

he thinks.

Until the fiery temperature came from the hand, when he turned his head to look, Ji Ruohe looked at him with a warm smile, "Wake up, did you sleep well this time?"

Xiang Ling was stunned, he seemed to have gone to work as a nurse in a small orphanage after leaving the coffee shop, why did he suddenly wake up in the hospital, and the person beside him was still Ji Ruohe?

He asked blankly, "Mr. Ji?"

Ji Ruohe gently touched his face, and said to him, "My Brother Ling, welcome back."

A soft kiss fell on the forehead.

Swear, never separate again.

Is there snowflakes falling outside the window?A night of baldness, and another night like a dream.

Time went back to that year

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Extra stories or something, write a little when you want to, not sure how much you can write, a thousand words is a test for me