The 201st time a scumbag asked for reunion

"No... this must be Qiao Jing..."

"What do you mean by saying that?" Feng Yingzi suddenly let go of Yue Lin, and she took several steps back, with a terrified expression on her face, as if she saw a terrible scene.

"This must be Qiao Jing... calling from over there... He must have something he can't let go of, and wants to tell me... Sister Ying! Sister Ying! Qiao Jing is willing to contact me! This is Doesn't it mean that he has forgiven me?" Yue Lin grabbed Feng Yingzi's sleeve as if grabbing some life-saving straw.

"What over there? Yue Lin, can you stop talking so horribly? Do you have a fever again?" After she finished speaking, she struggled to free one hand to touch Yue Lin's forehead, but was brutally beaten by Yue Lin. Hit aside.

"His mobile phone...should be treated as a funeral object...buried in it...who will dig it out?! So this must be Qiao Jing!!! It must be him!!!"

"Okay, okay... It's him, it's him... Then can you tell me why he hasn't spoken?" In fact, Feng Yingzi's heart was beating all the time. She felt that no matter what, this call was too much. Too weird.Not to mention anything else, just say that the other party has not spoken, and the signal over there does not seem to be very good, it looks like a "call from hell", no wonder Yue Lin is so sure.

However, it is not ruled out that some people are playing pranks or have bad intentions.This made Feng Yingzi think that those few fans who wanted to hurt Yue Lin before, this time, could it also be the behavior of a crazy fan?

If this is the case, then this fan is too powerful.

In fact, the easiest way to solve the case is to open Qiao Jing's tomb to see if the phone is still inside.But everyone knows that it is impossible for Jing Ai to agree to such absurd request.

Not to mention that there is still Yue Lin, whoever dares to disturb Qiao Jing's eternal sleep, who can he fight with.

"Qiao Jing... can you say something? I beg you..." At this time, Yue Lin was still kneeling on the ground, holding the phone in both hands, like holding some peerless treasure.

"Qiao Jing... are you here to scold me? I beg you... scold me...I miss you so much...I really miss you so much..."

However, at this moment, the phone was suddenly hung up.Yue Lin did not wait for Qiao Jing's response in the end.

This phone call, to him, was like a dream, and it ended before he could react.

"Qiao Jing? Qiao Jing? Don't hang up! Don't hang up... Please..."

But the answer to him was still only a cold "beep".

"Qiao Jing...Qiao Jing!!! Ah—"

"All right... Yue Lin. All right!"

"Sister Ying...he doesn't talk to me...he doesn't talk to me..."

"Okay, okay, but didn't he call you too? Thinking about it better, he has actually forgiven you. "

"No...he didn't forgive me...he will never forgive me...he called, just wanted to tell me...don't die...you don't deserve..."

"But isn't that also why I don't want you to die? Yue Lin, we have to live a good life." Feng Yingzi helped Yue Lin up from the ground and let him sit on the bed slowly.Then carefully took the phone from his hand.At the beginning, Yue Lin held the phone tightly so that no one could touch it. In the end, Feng Yingzi almost snatched it.

"Live well... In this life, I am destined to live like a walking dead. Live well... Is it possible?"

"How is it impossible? Yue Lin, have you forgotten what you said to me when you were discharged from the hospital? Don't you want to show Qiao Jing an actor? This is his unfulfilled wish. Don't you want to help him? Did it happen?"

"Actor..."

"Yes, actor. Yue Lin, look, Sheng Shi sent an email." Feng Yingzi opened the laptop while talking, and then carefully placed it on Yue Lin's lap to show him.

"The role of Luo Fei is yours. Sheng Shi let it go."

"why……"

"Hmm." Feng Yingzi shrugged, "It's probably because Cheng Kai doesn't want to act anymore. He has already won Best Actor, so there is really no need to act in this kind of movie again. Besides, Mr. Sheng has gone abroad..."

"Mr. Sheng has gone abroad?!" Yue Lin's eyes widened, and he looked back at Feng Yingzi in disbelief.

"What? Don't you know? I thought..."

"I went to see him two days ago."

"Oh? How's it going?"

"I was invited out. He told me not to come again, and gave me back..."

"Give you what?"

"Some things about Qiao Jing. He said... He has been dreaming the same dream since he was a child. He dreamed of a little boy who looked exactly like him and came to play with him. This is what he used to do when he was only in his twenties. The most enjoyable moment of the year. However, I shattered his dream."

"..." Feng Yingzi didn't know what to say anymore. At this moment, all she could do was hug Yue Lin tightly and let his tears wet her clothes.

"He also said...he never thought that their first meeting would be in such a situation...Qiao Jing was lying...lying..."

"Enough Yue Lin! Don't force yourself to speak out if you can't continue! This Mr. Sheng is really ruthless. Every word and every word is stabbed in other people's hearts."

"Don't say that about him, he's a good man."

"Yue Lin, you shouldn't..."

"What are you thinking? In my life, it is impossible for me to do such a stupid thing as empathy. But Mr. Sheng... is really a good person. If it was someone else, after learning that his brother was killed by me, he would have spared no effort But not only did he not... Instead, he left the role of Luo Fei to me... Cheng Kai also kept saying that he hated me... Sister Ying, sometimes, I really hope that he can punish me. In this way... It makes me feel better..."

"Yue Lin, you..."

"Sister Ying, is Boss Sheng really gone? Then I...can I see him again...I, I don't mean anything...I just want to see his...face more."

"Do you still remember "Hall of Artists"? Mr. Sheng is now in the United States, and the first recording location of "Hall of Artists" is also in the United States."

"...Why did you choose England?"

"It is said to take care of one of the American judges."

"American judge? Born in Hollywood?"

"Yes, it's a mysterious guest. If you can win this opportunity, wouldn't it be... more than one stroke? Last time, their chief producer had a good impression of you, didn't he?"

"But I don't feel hopeful. After all, I've had this incident again these days."

"Excellent producers never judge actors' likes and dislikes based on public opinion."