The 201st time a scumbag asked for reunion

After Yue Lin said those words in public, he was already ready to be hidden by the snow.But he didn't expect that the situation would turn around in the end. In short, when he recovered his health and was able to surf the Internet, he found that the Internet was overwhelming, and all marketing accounts were active.They portrayed themselves as an image of love as deep as the sea. In the 360 ​​days and nights after the death of their lover, he forced himself to smile every day, and punished himself with pain every day.Even the company's official blog retweeted a Weibo showing a scar on his arm, proving that he had a tendency to self-harm, and appealed to netizens to stop engaging in cyber violence.

Selling miserably is also one of the effective means of whitewashing in the entertainment industry.In the past, Yue Lin thought it was nothing at all, but now he hates it to the extreme.

He slowly got off the hospital bed, walked to the window, looked down at the children playing downstairs in a daze.After a while, he said hoarsely, "I'm so tired."

Feng Yingzi looked at his back distressedly, "If you feel tired, quit."

"Sister Ying, do you feel that I seem to have been making the situation... more serious. Even in the past, what I brought to Qiao Jing didn't have any good memories, it was all pain."

"You have."

"Have it?"

"Yes." Feng Yingzi walked over and stood beside him in front of the window, stroking his forehead hair, "Your hair has grown, and it will soon cover your eyes."

"Sister, why are you so nice to me?"

"Me? You actually want to ask, why did Qiao Jing treat you so well in the past? As for me, I know Qiao Jing a little bit, and know that he is a serious person. At first, he probably thought that , since I brought you, I have to be responsible for you. Later, it was probably some of your characteristics that attracted him and made him sink deeper and deeper. "

"Trait? Do I have this kind of thing? Sister Ying, I'm a worthless person."

"No." Feng Yingzi shook his head with a smile again, "I don't know about you now, but you really existed in the past. Qiao Jing is recognized in the industry as having a good eye, otherwise he wouldn't have become a gold broker People. Yue Lin, how long has it been since you recalled carefully what you were... like a few years ago?"

"A few years ago..." Yue Lin faced the wind, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.In a trance, he returned to that time, the time when he still had the dream of becoming famous.

At that time, he really loved acting, and he hoped to find a way to think about it.So he often came back from the set, still holding his lines and memorizing them.

In the past few years, there has been a trend in the entertainment industry-actors generally do not have strong line skills, so they usually use voice actors to dub themselves.But Yue Lin is not, every time he insists on using his original voice.Therefore, he worked harder than others.

Sometimes even after saying a sentence dozens of times, I still can't find the feeling.He would go to Qiao Jing and ask him to give him guidance, and even act against him.

No one knows how Qiao Jing, as Cheng Yingdi's younger brother, embarked on the road of being an agent.In short, Qiao Jing is great, he is better than many actors, but he doesn't act, he only guides Yue Lin to act in the dead of night.

Yue Lin's talent in this area is actually not very high, but his acting skills are recognized by everyone, which is inseparable from Qiao Jing's frequent teasing of him.

"How? Have you thought about it?"

"I thought about it." Yue Lin replied in a low voice, while touching his chest with his hand, "I really... I can't find the feeling at that time anymore. Sister Ying, tell me, if I go back there When, will he come back to me? Will he... forgive me?"

"I don't know. But life goes on, and you can't keep going down like this."

"So... are you here to persuade me? I will, Miss Ying. Don't worry, from now on, I will live every day well. I won't do anything to disappoint him again. "

"That's good. Qiao Jing can't come back anymore, but we living... still have to live desperately. Even if... really tired. Think about how you got here in the six months after the car accident? At that time You can hold on, so what’s the point now?”

"But I'm sorry, why didn't God take me away at that time?"

"Yue Lin! Didn't you say that this incident was just an accident? Why do you still have such thoughts of committing suicide?"

"It's not about wanting to commit suicide, it's about my innermost thoughts."

"..." The two of them suddenly stopped talking, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while, but no one cared.

Until... the phone on the bed suddenly rang.

Seeing Yue Lin standing there without moving, Feng Yingzi walked over by himself, bent down to pick up the phone, glanced casually at the lit screen, and couldn't help being stunned.

Her hands trembled slightly, as if she was about to lose her grip on the phone. The expression on her face was disbelief, and there was also a hint of panic.

"Ah..." She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't make any sound. In the end, there were only two "ho ho" in her throat.

Yue Lin turned around and saw that she was behaving strangely, so he also walked over, "Sister Ying, what's the matter? My phone number?"

"Yue... Yue Lin..."

"What's wrong? At this time, who else is calling me?" He laughed at himself and took the phone.

"Yue... Yue Lin... how is it possible? How is this possible?" She saw that Yue Lin's reaction was much more intense than her own after seeing the name on the big screen. Hug him tightly.

"Could it be someone's prank? Think about it...who owns Qiao Jing's cell phone?"

"Qiao...Qiao Jing..."

Yes, on the screen of the phone, there were two large characters, "Qiao Jing".

Yue Lin tremblingly pressed the answer button with his hand, and pressed the phone tightly to his ear. Afraid of missing a message, he asked unsteadily, "Qiao Jing...is that you? You finally came to me... Qiao Jing Jing! Qiao Jing, talk! Don’t ignore me! Qiao Jing, I beg you to speak quickly! Please!!! Don’t ignore me!!!” Yue Lin fell to his knees by the bed, hoarse Shouted, his face covered with tears.But the only response to him is always the "rustling" sound when the mobile phone signal is not good.

"Qiao Jing... Please... I beg you... I miss you so much... Do you know that I miss you so much?"

"Yue Lin! Yue Lin! Don't do this! This is not Qiao Jing! Qiao Jing is dead! How could he call you?! This must be someone with a conspiracy who got Qiao Jing's cell phone! Quickly put your phone away Give me!"