I really don't love you anymore [Entertainment]

077

Liu Yue has been lying in the hospital for more than a year. During the nearly one year, she has only a little weak breathing, which can be regarded as a state of the living dead. She has various tubes inserted all over her body. In order to maintain a life-like body, neither Liu Qiao nor Yu Jian gave up the last bit of hope, and stayed with her until the last moment of her life.

When the instruments in the advanced ward finally returned to a straight line, her world finally returned to peace.

When Lin Sangyu heard the news, she was sitting in a certain office of Xiao's Entertainment Headquarters. Liu Qiao sent her a text message. She was still reading a document at the time, and only went to the office after reading it completely. Look at the content of the text message on the phone.

She's really fine, nothing at all.

She had foreseen the outcome of this incident, and it can be said that she did not expect Liu Yue to persist for so long. She accepted this ending when she saw her in the hospital for the last time half a year ago, and she was well prepared for this ending psychological preparation.

She was very calm, not at all like Lin Sangyu, she continued to work as usual, looked at another document, and gave reasonable advice. Her secretary came in with a cup of coffee and put it on her hand , Seeing that her complexion was not quite right, she asked politely: "Your complexion is not very good, is it because you are not feeling well? Do you want to ask for a leave first?"

Lin Sangyu shook her head: "I'm fine."

The funeral was kept simple according to Liu Yue's own wishes.

Not many people attended the funeral, most of them were friends from Liu Yue's lifetime. When Qu Yiling came, Lin Sangyu naturally also came. They stood side by side in the crowd and followed the team to the cemetery. After the burial, the priest followed the procedure Pray.

After all the procedures were over, Liu Qiao and Yu Jian went to entertain the guests. Lin Sangyu and Qu Yiling stood in front of the tombstone. They were both dressed in black, with a black flower pinned to their arm. Lin Sangyu didn't know where to get it A bouquet of roses, squatting down and planting the roses next to the tombstone.

Western-style funerals pay attention to planting flowers of the four seasons around the tombstone. This cemetery in the outskirts of City B is full of flowers, but it is also a clean and beautiful place. It doesn't seem too abrupt.

Qu Yiling watched Lin Sangyu plant the few roses, straightened up, and she gently stroked the tombstone, as if she was stroking her lover, or as if she was just thinking about it.

It was love that once bloomed.

It used to be strong and fragrant, quietly blooming in my heart, I tasted its sweetness and bitterness alone, I bear everything about it, all the bitter fruits are borne by myself, this long road has no front, There is no hope, only death is the end of it.

I buried my love with my own hands.

Lin Sangyu turned around and smiled at Qu Yiling, her face was very calm, she said: "She thinks roses are too gaudy, not as pure as lilies, not as noble as tulips... Yu Jian has been doing this for so many years I don’t even dare to give her roses, how can there be such a confused person in the world?”

"I never gave her roses before she was alive, but after she died, I was able to give this bouquet of flowers... She must not be very happy down here."

"She can't see it anyway."

Before she was alive, she didn't have any reason to dare to send the bouquet representing love, but after her death, Liu Yue couldn't see it anymore.

The lost days at first were very sad and painful. No one knew about this love, but later on, she got used to it.

She has lived alone for too long, thinking about someone, not thinking about someone, has no effect on her life at all, she occasionally thinks of Liu Yue's face when she is busy, sometimes she will recall, recall the past Bit by bit, but I also don't understand why I have to be so stubborn.

Qu Yiling asked, "Any plans for the future?"

Lin Sangyu said: "I saw a child in the orphanage. The little girl is quite interesting. I want to take her home."

Qu Yiling smiled and asked, "How old are you?"

Lin Sangyu said: "12 years old."

Qu Yiling said: "12 years old, this age is a bit old for adoption, aren't you afraid that you won't be familiar with it?"

Lin Sangyu smiled: "Just treat it as a little thing to accompany me... It doesn't matter if you are not familiar with it."

Qu Yiling said: "You are not married yet, you may be stuck in the formalities, what are you going to do?"

Lin Sangyu: "Small idea, it's a big deal to find someone to get married and get divorced when the time comes."

Qu Yiling looked at her side face and smiled: "You are still the most free and easy."

Lin Sangyu looked at Liu Yue's tombstone. There was a photo of Liu Yue on the tombstone. It was a photo of Liu Yue wearing a wedding dress at her wedding. It was also posted according to Liu Yue's own wishes. It was the most beautiful and happiest moment in her life, smiling The flowery appearance made Liu Yue startled.

Liu Yue chuckled lightly and said, "I'm not free and easy at all."

If she is free and easy enough, she won't be unable to let it go for so many years.

The love that has entangled her for half her life is now completely buried in the past. She wants to try to see if she can get out of it. There is one more person by her side, which is to share more attention.

People always have to look forward, she stayed in the same place for too many years, it was enough.

Maybe she can go out, maybe she can't, or maybe after more than ten years, she still can't forget Liu Yue, but it doesn't matter.

She always had to take the first step before she could see what was waiting for her.

She has to take this step.

Lin Sangyu turned back side by side with her, Liu Yue's tombstone was getting farther and farther behind them, Lin Sangyu turned her head for one last look.

It has nothing to do with Fengyue, just nostalgia.

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There was a banquet after the funeral, and there were not many people invited by Yu's family. Except for a few high school classmates, almost everyone in Liu Yue's circle of friends was in this circle, and there were familiar faces everywhere.

Even if it's a funeral banquet, if you put it in the circle, you have to take this opportunity to make more friends.

Lin Sangyu is the marketing director of Xiao's Entertainment, and she also interacts with people in the industry on weekdays, and everyone present can basically recognize her face. As for Qu Yiling, although she has secretly controlled Linglong Film and Television for the past few years, she is open-minded. Qu Yan is still the one who will be present at the event. She herself doesn’t like this kind of occasion very much. She usually doesn’t see the end of the dragon. Basically, she is not the one to present in many press conferences of Linglong Film and Television. The artists in her company are not You must be able to recognize your immediate boss, let alone someone else.

So she can recognize some people in this circle, but there are definitely not many who can recognize her.

Lin Sangyu and Qu Yiling hid in the corner of the banquet. Almost everyone present was dressed in black. If one only looked at the people and not the faces, it would be impossible to tell who was who. The two people found their positions very cleverly. , basically no one noticed the two of them, they were happy and leisurely, chatting casually.

Lin Sangyu asked, "Is Li Mo really missing?"

When Qu Yiling heard this name, she couldn't help being startled. No one dared to mention this name in front of her for a while. After a long time, she couldn't remember Song Limo's appearance now.

In fact, less than a year has passed since the night when Rong Ziyang kidnapped her.

In less than a year, how many things has she forgotten?

Lin Sangyu originally only asked casually, but seeing Qu Yiling's strange expression, she knew that this topic was someone else's family matter, and if Qu Yiling didn't speak, it meant that it was best not to bring it up or ask any more questions.

Qu Yiling paused for a moment, and said by herself: "Song Limo is not her name, I gave it to her."

The name Song Li was someone else's identity stolen by Song Limo. She still remembered that she had investigated the student status cards and portfolios of Song Limo's primary and junior high schools because of her suspicion of Song Limo. The name of the plain dead little girl was used by Song Limo, and she insisted on adding the word "Mo" to her.

To be honest, after so many years, even she doesn't know what Song Limo's real name is.

How much does she really know her?

Lin Sangyu didn't quite understand what she meant, so she asked at the beginning: "What do you mean?"

Qu Yiling said: "Ten years ago, I witnessed a car accident and she was the only survivor, so I kept her by my side."

Qu Yiling thought for a while, and then continued: "But in fact, I don't know her identity and origin at all."

"She returned to where she was supposed to go two years ago, and now... may be dead."

Qu Yiling's voice was very soft, unable to detect any emotion, Lin Sangyu was taken aback: "She——!"

Lin Sangyu had just finished saying this word, and realized that her voice was too loud and everyone around her was looking at her. Arrived at a very familiar figure.

They were in the innermost corner of the entire banquet, but the figure in a long black dress, high heels, and hair pulled up did not come in.This place is very close to the cemetery, the figure from the back only stood there for a while, looked back at the banquet, and then walked away. She was obviously a woman, and she was wearing a pair of high heels, but her movements were unusually fast. In the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared.

But Lin Sangyu saw clearly.

The moment the man looked back, a pair of dark blue eyes came into view.

But that face - not Song Limo's face.

Lin Sangyu came back to her senses, and wanted to tell Qu Yiling that she just wanted to see a woman whose back looked like Song Limo, but found that Qu Yiling was also staring at the place where the woman left just now. Feeling uneasy, she suddenly felt bad, and wanted to hold Qu Yiling, but Qu Yiling stood up abruptly, as if she had lost her soul, and rushed out.

Lin Sangyu hurriedly followed, and the people at the banquet were staggered by them. Lin Sangyu followed Qu Yiling, apologized, and ran out of the banquet hall after Qu Yiling.

Qu Yiling walked out of the banquet hall, not knowing where she should go, she saw a very familiar figure from the back, her body was like a poisoned body, she wanted to catch up, but couldn't catch up, the black long dress It floated in front of her eyes, flashed by, and then disappeared.

Qu Yiling and Lin Sangyu returned to the Nanjiao Cemetery.

At noon, there was no one in the entire cemetery. When it was cold in spring, the sky was gloomy, and a few dark clouds floated in the distance. Soon after, it began to rain lightly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Qu Yiling was covered by the rain. She stood in front of Liu Yue's tombstone in a daze, staring at Liu Yue's tombstone in a daze.

Lin Sangyu was holding a black umbrella, and finally chased after her, and put the umbrella over her head, covering her from the rain.

"I saw her turn around, it's not Song Limo, please calm down." Lin Sangyu was still panting, "What's the matter?"

Qu Yiling shook her head: "It's her, I won't admit it."

Qu Yiling lowered her head slightly, and saw an extra bouquet of flowers beside the bouquet of roses in front of Liu Yue's tombstone.

Lin Sangyu also looked over and was surprised: "I've never seen this flower before, who put it here?"

Lin Sangyu didn't know him, but Qu Yiling did.

She remembered those happy and sweet memories separated by a layer of veil, but she didn't seem to remember them.

She remembered that year, the summer before Song Limo went to college, she and Song Limo were flipping through books at home, and this flower appeared on the title page of a certain book, Qu Yiling thought it was very beautiful at the time , I even went out of my way to find out what it was called.

After searching for a long time but still not finding it, Song Limo glanced at it and said its name casually: "That's Snow Grass."

In front of the tombstone, the white snow grass next to the warm red roses are quietly blooming.

And the flower language of thin snow grass is——

Never forget.

Qu Yiling's cell phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone echoed in the cemetery. Qu Yiling glanced at the screen of the cell phone, it was Qu Yan's call.

Qu Yiling connected the phone. On the other side of the phone, Qu Yan's voice sounded panting, and he said, "Sister, where are you now?"

Qu Yiling said, "I'm at the Nanjiao Cemetery."

Qu Yan said: "Someone picked up a short video from an external site and put it on Weibo. Now the Internet is going crazy. I'll send you the video later. You can take a look."

That big black umbrella shrouded her whole body in the shadow. Qu Yiling knelt down and stroked the bunch of snow grass, as if she was touching the face of her lover: "What the hell is it?"

Qu Yan said: "You will know it when you look at it!"

Where they didn't notice, the long black dress stood under a tree far enough away from them, her dark blue eyes were fixed on the figure crouching next to the tombstone, she didn't hold an umbrella, The rain slid down her face, and there was a slight smile on that expressionless face, her dark blue eyes were like a rough sea, and there was a scar that penetrated deep into the marrow beside the corner of her eye, like The slanting eye tails were deliberately drawn, filling them with a bit of glamor and thrilling.

She gave her a deep look full of nostalgia, and finally turned around and left.

The author has something to say: The next chapter, Li Mo, is coming out... Anyway, the plot is very free, just take a look at it ww

To be honest, I am almost done writing chapters 70-75. This is an entertainment article...