chaotic beauty gl

do you died?not dead?

Zhang Chuning lay on the bed for a long time before slowly opening her eyes. A ray of light entered her eyes through the curtains, and she raised her hand to block it.

After being in a coma day after day, it's a bit unreal to wake up now.

The layout of the room is a bit simple, the whitewashed walls reveal a decaying atmosphere, the bed under him is a bit hard, and it has been carefully padded with soft cushions, so it is not too heavy.

As soon as Zhang Chuning stood up, someone walked over quickly and helped her up. As that person walked in, she smelled an elegant and fresh fragrance, like bleached clothes. Although the color was still bright, it was become extremely cheap.

She wrinkled her nose for this scent, and moved away from it without a trace.

"Are you awake? Do you feel better?" The voice was concerned, but there was a cold smell of mechanical metal. The master tucked her quilt: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Chuning didn't answer, a part of his lower jaw could be vaguely seen in the drooping hair, covered with the frosty white of the waning moon, he looked extraordinarily weak.

She pursed her lips, smiled slightly, and ordered coldly, "Bring me a mirror."

Qu Yi, who is a gold agent, naturally knows that celebrities rely on their faces to make money in art, so they prepared mirrors early.

Unexpectedly, she saw a slight smile on Zhang Chuning's lips, and her surprise was directly expressed on her face. You must know that she has never seen her shallow and empty smile after staying by Zhang Chuning's side for many years.

It has always been the kind of exaggerated laughter that is so arrogant, superior and idiotic that it is disgusting, and it is extremely hypocritical.

This smile is not very touching, it is like a wet quilt that has been soaked in the warm sun for a whole winter. It is mixed with cold and warm, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Chuning took the mirror that Qu Yi handed over, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror, with bright eyes and a smile, full of the pure and sweet appearance of the daughter next door.

But she stopped laughing and became serious, like the chilling cold wind in winter, biting and rigid, with the contradictions of the two poles appearing on the same face, which is not against harmony, but has a natural sense of nature.

It is not difficult to understand.It's like one inside and one outside, but many people don't understand it thoroughly, so it's a bit nonsense.

Zhang Chuning was very satisfied with the face in the mirror, although it was a little worse than before.To save a life is to be thankful, she dare not expect too much.

She calmed down, put down the mirror, and then looked at Quyi next to her. Her face was clean, her mother's attire was a bit rustic, and her whole face was full of acrimony, like an aunt in an alley who had nothing to do all day. In the sun, the corners of the parents' mouths making irresponsible remarks.

Made her very uncomfortable.

Ah... Forget it, now is not the time for her to be picky.

Seeing that she didn't make any noise as usual, Qu Yi saw that she was eerily quiet. There was a chilly winter wind in this peace and tranquility, which made people shudder.

When she hadn't recovered from the lingering catastrophe, and didn't dare to slack off, she asked softly, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhang Chuning looked down at his fingers. The fingers were slender, as white as peeled onions, and as slender as green bamboos. The span of the fingertips was just enough for playing the piano. It can be seen that the master pays great attention to maintenance on weekdays.

She stretched out her hands to stroke her long hair like noodles in clear soup, with a smile on her lips, which made Quyi feel chills all over her body, and she couldn't help asking again: "What do you want to eat? I'll ask Chu Hua to buy it."

"No appetite."

"You should eat some anyway. You have been in a coma for so many days, and you rely on glucose drips to maintain your strength." Qu Yi babbled like an old woman: "Either I ask Chu Hua to buy some porridge that you like to eat on weekdays, although Sizhuang is far away. Some, but I can't save myself and wronged myself..."

"Huh?" Zhang Chuning raised his eyelids and threw the mirror aside: "It's so noisy..."

"..."

Qu Yi swiftly put away the mirror, and said: "Don't worry, this accident did not cause you much harm. I asked the doctor to check it carefully for you, and pay more attention to rest."

It didn't hurt much... Zhang Chuning moved his muscles and bones, and his back hurt.

"What about the company?" Zhang Chuning said indifferently, "No one came to visit after such a big incident happened. It's so beautifully cooked."

These things shouldn't be said in the open, but what Zhang Chuning said made Qu Yi feel embarrassed, and made some lame excuses: "Mr. Yang came to visit a few days ago, and specifically asked me..."

come to see?

As the first sister of the company, how much money Yang Chengming earns, how much money she brings, how much profit she brings, how much meat in the bowl is divided, how much resources are given to the younger generation, and how much resources she takes care of the younger generation, so that the company can "pull the growth of seedlings" and grow stronger.

I walked through the ghost gate a few times, and issued a critical illness notice a few times, but I just came to see it.In fact, it's not surprising that Mr. Yang is here for a day, and how much potential profit he loses, maybe he can spend money to create a Zhang Chuning.

When people leave the tea to cool, they can see half of the pot is transparent.

Zhang Chuning interrupted her calmly: "Advocacy? Commercials? Magazines? There are also large and small itinerary announcements, all of which have been pushed back? Or have they been pushed directly?"

Qu Yi's sharp tongue would become clumsy, she never expected that Zhang Chuning's mind would become as clear as water, and she could see things clearly.

Thinking about it, these days she wakes up intermittently, having conversations one after another, these things can't be hidden for many days and nights.

She made it clear, and Quyi breathed a sigh of relief...just.

The feeling of falling from the altar must be very uncomfortable. It takes a lot of psychological endurance to withstand this pain.

If she said a few more words, wouldn't it be adding salt to the wound?Qu Yi didn't dare to think about it, although she was called a hairless iron cock by her colleagues, how can ordinary people not have some feelings?

She murmured: "Don't think about these things, wait until you recover..."

"What about large and small breach of contract fees?"

Qu Yi was silent for a while: "...Mr. Yang said that the company will bear all the responsibility."

"understood."

Zhang Chuning looked out of the window and could vaguely see the street outside the hospital. The noisy sound was like boiling water in a pot. It was hot and calm breaking through the not-so-thick wall, quickly rendering a pantomime of life's vicissitudes .

In the shops lined up on both sides of the street, media reporters who got the news were seated, like hyenas, waiting for the opportunity to come out.The entertainment reporter of the tabloid office wants to gnaw on the legs of flies, no different from ordinary residents, but his eyes are like owls at night.

Qu Yi asked her to look over, and followed her naturally, but was startled by her voice: "Those reporters, have you been waiting for many days?"

The attack on Zhang Chuning caused quite a stir in the entertainment industry. Forum boards, Weibo headlines, entertainment news, tabloid weekly magazines... Various public information platforms rolled out Zhang Chuning's news in turn.

Speculate on this incident with the most obscene, ugliest, dirtiest, nastiest, and darkest side of humanity.

The content of the title is unsightly, and the mosaic pictures are even more imaginative. If you put together tens of thousands of comments, you can write a large-scale magical realism novel.

The national goddess suddenly fell from the altar to the bottom of the valley, stepped on the ground by the crowd, and shrank in a dark and damp corner, looking up at the dim light that could not shine.

No one cares about the truth of the matter, no one is going to verify the authenticity of the picture, what they need is just a guess to satisfy the public.

Qu Yi nodded with difficulty. Her mobile phone was blown up and had to be shut down. She didn't contact the news media, and she didn't know what was going on.

In fact, don't think about it.

These days, anyone with a pen can add a bit of imagination to facilitate the truth, which is much smarter than those hard-working idiots who go out in the wind and sun.

Zhang Chuning turned over and signaled Qu Yi to go out and she was going to rest.

Qu Yi knew that she needed to rest, so without saying anything, she closed the door carefully for her, and went out.

At night, Zhang Chuning came to the huge mirror in the bathroom, and saw his soul through the eyes and the body.

Really soul.

From the fourth day of the eighth month of the Wuxu year to the first day of the winter month of the Jiachen year, the six-year scale.

She, Liu Xu, was reborn.