Connotation that my grandson actually likes me?

Jing Duan felt a surge of nausea, and when he clicked on the hot search item about Guihua, his hands were trembling slightly.

The first Weibo was posted by Gui Hua.

[Paradise Guihua]: There is always filth hidden under the white snow, no one really wants to know the truth, people quickly forget all the pain.

Jing Duan looked at the comments below, and he actually found the link and screenshot of [Tianya Community]'s post at that time, and their company also reposted his Weibo.

[Deli Entertainment]: Resolutely safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of our company's artist Guihua, and remain deeply regretful for the harm caused back then.All crimes should be severely punished, and all the truth should be surfaced, we will never bow to any evil forces

And in the comments on Weibo.

[Fucking sweetheart]: It's disgusting, everything can be cleared, but those who have really committed mistakes can't wait to be punished.

[Short paragraph, short paragraph, definitely not short]: I just entered the pit yesterday, and now I have to become a Weibo member, so I will change my ID.

[Gui Huaer Cake]: Our elder brother is both talented and beautiful. I really didn't expect to encounter such a sad thing before...

[Maruzi Maruko Xiaowanzi]: What should I do, I'm so worried about my brother, I'm afraid he's in danger, with such a dangerous person by my side.

And the number of fans in Jingduan has also dropped sharply in a short period of time, from 140 million just reached yesterday to 100 million. Before I had time to click on those warm and cute comments, I was suddenly spurned by those who insulted him The comments of the .

Jing Duan looked at everything in front of him as if it seemed to be changing in an instant, and suddenly laughed at himself for even feeling a little bit yesterday...the illusion that they would never leave.

In 11, there were all posts scolding him on the Internet, in newspapers and magazines, and at the same time, because of this incident, the original Qianhua Music tried its best to get rid of him, but when the contract was terminated, , and bought out all the songs of Prime Number Band for 15 yuan.

At that time, he especially wanted to ask Guihua what he thought, that he could take out of context the interactive text messages between the two of them and fabricate that he liked him to harass and threaten him.

The intimate photo of the two of them left in his mobile phone was called molesting him.

He also particularly wanted to ask whether the music dream, rock spirit, and punk culture that Qianhua Music kept talking about at that time were the tools used by businessmen to deceive the sincerity of young people and the enthusiasm of fans in order to seek profits.

But he didn't say anything in the end, Guihua's friendship with him, Qianhua's friendship with him, this time, all returned to them.

After clicking on the private message, it was the hardest hit area, with countless vicious words.

[xxx]: Why do people like you still live in this world? Why did you jump off a building in a hurry? You look like a mouse, nmsl, hurry up, please, bring your family of three together.

[xxxxxx]: Hurry up, can you, I'm sorry, every snowflake is going to brave the world now, I must scold your grandson to death, it's too disgusting, you should go out and be hit by a car to death.

[xxxx]: I really didn't expect you to be such a person... You wrote those songs, criticizing this and that every day, but I didn't expect that I was even worse than a pig and a dog. nsl.

Jing Duan stared blankly at these words, as if they were drilled out of the screen, turning into stones and hitting him one by one.

And he, he felt like a tortoise with a shrunken head, the whole person shrunk in a hard shell, shaking his head under the crazy attack of a pile of stones.

But as long as he is in the turtle shell, no one can hurt him.

At this time, Lu Ying's WeChat came again.

[Broken old lady]: Jingduan, can you go and find Zhang Cheng?When I asked our company to come forward today, Zhang Cheng kept pressing. He said, as long as you go to him and ask him, the company will come forward.

Jingduan squeezed his hand slightly while holding the phone, his words and tone were exactly the same as when he first came to the company seven years ago.

Four years of peace gave the well section a feeling of being cut off from the past, as if everything was getting better and everything was over.

Even if he has nothing left, just dragging a body without feeling to live, that's fine.

Loving and genuinely giving into a relationship scares him too much.

[Brother Jingdong]: Good.

Well Duan's finger opened the [Dislike [-]B] dialog box...

At this moment, a private message with his own profile picture on it emerged from the pile of curses.

[Want to spend the doomsday with Brother Duan]: Brother Duan, I, an old fan who has been in love for several years, haven't had time to be happy that you finally had a bright future yesterday, but I was hit all over the head by today's incident Damn, I don't dare to say things like standing on you blindly now, but I am willing to wait for the truth with you. I have liked you for so many years, and I believe I will not misread you. Also, don't be sad, it's not good It's all going to pass, let's wait together.

After all, he was already swayed by those words in the tortoise shell, and he was about to vomit out of dizziness. He wanted to come out to take a breath.

Jing Duan forcibly deleted the unformed sentence in the dialog box, and in the end every word seemed to be smashed out.

Three words were sent out - go to your mother.

Well Duan directly blocked the Weibo news reminder, clicked on the Weibo edit dialog box...

Jing Duan looked out of the window, walked in some, opened the curtains, and watched the white fog sticking outside, all the buildings outside were quietly soaked in darkness, and the cold air slipped in through the gaps, wrapping around the tip of his nose.

He thought, those people really wanted to jump off from here.

When Xu Wanzhi's message popped up, Jingduan turned off his phone without looking at it, and then turned it off. He has been sitting by the bed for two hours, watching the sky outside gradually brighten , the day seems to come in a flash, subverting all the darkness.

In fact, there is no truth. Before the law, the world is made up of everyone's senses and judgment on one thing.

The truth, flirting between couples is never obscene, sexual harassment these naked things more stimulate people's senses and yearning for ugly things.

They were not wrong, they were just firming up their judgment on this incident, and he was planned to be on the side of the bad guys.

Their natural sense of justice makes them attack and abuse themselves.

But for the well section, they were all wrong, but he didn't want to argue.

He dug out his sleeping medicine from his luggage, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and swallowed it with his saliva.

Once again got into bed.

the other side.

"Should I suppress it now, I see that everyone is calling him crazy now."

"Wait, wait a minute." Xu Wanzhi's voice trembled, and the phone in his hand shone brightly in the dark room.

Xu Wanzhi waited for a long time in the morning, and he didn't meet him at the door, nor did he meet Mumu, so he knew, he knew that he might not be able to wait for him today.

But during practice, Xu Wanzhi couldn't help but said to Chen Yi, "Did he ask you for leave this morning?"

Chen Yi said: "Well, he said that he is not feeling well today and he is resting in his room."

"How does his voice sound?"

"Standing is not good."

"At that time, can you use the camera to prevent him from actually playing?"

"You promised me that you will not interfere with my request for actors." Chen Yi looked at him and patted him on the shoulder, "You have to trust him."

Xu Wanzhi clutched a corner of his clothes, looked at the person in front of him, shook his head, and said, "It's all right."

The little fish next to him ran in, pulled him and said, "Now everything is settled."

"Understood, wait a little longer."

When Jing Duan woke up, it was at eight o'clock in the evening. He hadn't eaten all day, so he staggered out of bed and started looking for something to eat. He remembered that Mu Mu had given him some instant noodles before.

The moment I squatted down, I didn't squat stably, and fell all of a sudden, knocking my forehead on the table.

The smell of blood dissipated in the air, Jing Duan randomly took two pieces of paper from the table, and covered his wound.

Just took out the instant noodles.

After pouring the water, I found an ipad to cover it, and began to wait for the water to boil.

The smell of instant noodles wafted out a little bit, evoking a memory that was already a bit vague.It was the same at the end of being frozen by the orange company at that time. There was no new job, and there was not much savings in hand.

Because I came to play music very much, and I didn’t have enough education to find another job. I hid in my bedroom every day, playing guitar, sleeping, watching TV, and eating instant noodles.

He doesn't answer the phone calls from his parents, he just hugs him for peace every week. He is very selfish and wants to hold on.

Until my aunt called me and said: "Your mother has been hiding it from you recently, for fear that you will be under pressure, so she didn't tell you that she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and it is now in the early stage..."

He couldn't hear the words after that clearly, and he only remembered that day, as if all the words were floating in the air, and everything was very far away from him.

Those insistences were all wiped out, and some people were doomed to be unable to go on willfully from birth.

"I see."

When he went to Zhang Cheng's, he sold his guitar. It was very cold at that time. Lu Ying told him that Zhang Cheng was rehearsing the band with his friends in the company's rehearsal facility.

"Zhang Cheng."

Those few people followed Zhang Cheng and looked at him with contempt in their eyes. The drummer was still smoking a cigarette in the closed practice room.

It's all about the smell that makes him sick.

He almost spit it out.

And he himself became more dirty under those gazes. They looked at him as if he had fished it out of the sewer. The strong feeling made him wonder whether he was sick of himself or Disgusting smoke.

"What's the matter?" When Zhang Cheng came over, Jing Duan felt disgusted like vomit after thinking about it for a long time. He wanted to bend over to the child who was 7 cm shorter than him.

Admitting a mistake he didn't.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have contradicted you that day."

Only then did Zhang Cheng smile with satisfaction.

He suddenly understood, what Guihua said in his ear, people like you always think of themselves as noble, that's because you are not hungry, you don't know, some of the proud qualities of people are full , and then put a mask on his face full of flesh foam.

As for you, let alone applying a mask, he can't even do what he wants to eat.

When the door was knocked, Jing Duan just nodded his head slightly, and then found an earplug to wear, no matter who it was, he didn't want to see it.

Anyway, the only ones who can come to him now are Mumu, Yuan Yi and...Xu Wanzhi.

Maybe Xu Wanzhi didn't dare, who knew what this "pervert" would do to him.

Jing Duan smiled, and the words of Xu Wanzhi's fans were reflected in front of his eyes.

"I strongly demand to change the male number one. I can't imagine that our brother and this pervert will get along day and night. My brother is absolutely straight."

"Ms. Zheng's all the hard work. At that time, I chased this novel, and I chased it with real feelings. I didn't expect to have such a male lead."

"Protect Xu Wanzhi, protect the author's hard work, and strongly demand to change the male lead. This is definitely not the standard for the male lead in Mrs. Zheng's heart."

When he opened the box of instant noodles, Jing Duan felt a sense of powerlessness, he knew that no one would like him in this situation, and he didn't even know how to face everything behind.

Thinking of how Xu Wanzhi would hide from him in the future, his cheeks became a little sore.

At this time, Xu Wanzhi's voice sounded: "If you don't open the door, I will call the police."

Jing Duan froze for a second with the hand holding the fork.

The sound transmitted to my ears through the earplugs is already very small.

It is too small, and the well section is a little uncertain.

"Jing Duan! Fuck you! Open the door!" It was Yuan Yi.

This time the earplugs didn't block it.

Jing Duan could imagine how loud this person was shouting outside, such an idol stood at the door of his house and shouted like Aunt Xue.

Forget it, you have to face it.

The moment the door opened, everyone looked at themselves, behind Xu Wanzhi, Yuan Yi and Mu Mu.

In the next second, Xu Wanzhi walked in forcefully and closed the door, ignoring Yuan Yi's desire to rush in like Tiao Husky.

With the sound of the door "Peng" falling, everything fell silent, the two looked at each other, and the air was a little stiff.

"Have you eaten yet? Let's eat." Finally, Xu Wanzhi's words broke the embarrassment. He stretched out his hand and said that a paper bag containing a lunch box was placed between the two of them.

"Give it, give it to me?" Jing Duan didn't react for a long time, and he stretched out his hand to accept it or not, and asked cautiously, "Have you been on Weibo?"

"Yeah." Xu Wanzhi said, putting the bag in his hand a little forcefully.

"Then aren't you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xu Wanzhi looked at him, took another step forward, and sent himself forward.

Jingduan subconsciously pushed back, but Xu Wanzhi grabbed his wrist, moved closer, stretched out his hand, and pushed his bangs away.

"how did you make it."

"Does it hurt?"