After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

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"I speculate," Jian Wuyu looked at Baekhyun above with a slightly puzzled look, "Don't look at me like that, I have amnesia, and people who have forgotten their own names are also shocked when they know that they have died for others , is still in the aftertaste of regret."

After saying this half-jokingly, Jian Wuyu saw Bian Boxian's eyes seeping into other emotions little by little, she quickly stopped: "Don't make such an expression, don't feel guilty."

Bian Boxian's side face was blurred by the light, he pursed his thin lips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it okay to feel guilty?"

"Yes, but not necessary," Jian Wuyu shook his head, speaking with the objectivity of a bystander, "I made the choice. Now I am not your fan, I have no girlish heart, and I have no illusions about you. I feel Not any pain."

"I lost my memory before committing suicide, so not only did I not commit suicide, but I can easily let go of the past and start a new life," Jian Wuyu told a lie that could be said to subvert everything, "does it make you feel better?" some?"

Bian Baekhyun just looked at her, his eyes hurt.

"OK, you are hard to cheat. If you really have to compensate me for something - I heard that your autograph is very valuable," she laughed like a fox, "Do you have the habit of carrying autographed photos with you?"

Bian Boxian froze on the spot, slowing down for a moment, patting his trouser pockets, and half a minute later, he started walking straight towards the car.

"what are you doing?"

Bian Boxian said seriously: "I'll ask Brother Zaizhi if he has an autographed photo."

"Just kidding," Jian Wuyu sighed, and she really sighed many times today, "Big brokerage companies should not allow artists to sign casually outside, if you are not very narcissistic, you shouldn't have autographed photos on your body, your manager's body You shouldn't give it to me."

Just at this time, Che Zaizhi finally finished his long phone call that made him look tired, and turned around and walked towards the two of them. To be precise, when he saw Jian Wuyu and Bian Boxian staying together, his expression was distorted. for a moment.

Sure enough, Che Zaizhi quickly pulled Bian Baekhyun away from Jian Wuyu as if avoiding the plague, and showed an official smile to Jian Wuyu, and said like a cannonball: "Miss Jin, we have something to do, let's go first ,goodbye."

"I didn't expect you to want to see you again," Jian Wuyu smiled, "I'm very happy, there will be a chance."

Che Zaizhi's face turned pale and began to turn blue.

Bian Boxian lowered the brim of his hat, his delicate eyebrows were hidden in the shadows, and he nodded to Jian Wuyu: "Goodbye."

Jian Wuyu waved his hand: "Goodbye."

Everyone knows that "goodbye" is a polite expression used to say goodbye.

"Tsk, when will my family pick me up from get off work? Are you so busy?" Jian Wuyu muttered softly as he looked at the dark night outside the glass door.

There is a strong wind, the clouds cover the moon, and it will rain heavily tonight.

retribution

The Meteorological Observatory has already issued a blue warning for heavy rain and lightning, and this is probably one of the rare occasions when the weather forecast is accurate.

It was pouring rain in Seoul, South Korea, with lightning and thunder all night long.

The sharp elongated siren of the ambulance is mixed with the sound of rain falling, the tires whizzing over the watery ground, splashing white foam like white flames, and the pattering footsteps of pedestrians accompanied by muddy The sound of water splashing, smashing, and cracking, but sticking to the soles of the feet, it is a bit thick.

This huge and cumbersome ambulance pulled the siren all the way, rushed through the crowded traffic flow in Seoul at night, and sped on the two-way eight-lane road.

It was going in the direction Baekhyun left.

Across the green belt, the black Audi passed by the ambulance. Bian Baekhyun, who was sitting in the car, glanced briefly at a distance, and then quickly looked away. The rain was washing the window, and the voice of the man chattering in his ears It didn't stop - Cha Jae Ji was criticizing him for his irrational behavior.

From implying that the company might impose restrictions on his resources as a punishment, to comforting the company that he just wanted him to reflect on his own behavior, everything went on as usual after a while, after all, his influence and popularity lay there.

Hit a stick and then give a sweet date, Che Zaizhi's consistent management method.

The interior of the car was very dark, and the car on the driver's seat could not see Baekhyun in the back seat from the rearview mirror inside the car, but occasionally lightning flashed across half of the sky, illuminating Baekhyun's absent-minded expression.

Seoul is a big city and it is always noisy and busy at night.

The ambulance came to rescue a person with a car of emergency personnel, but the road was slippery in rainy days and the road was congested. There was a rear-end collision ahead, and private cars were blocked in the emergency lane. The traffic police were coordinating.

Best to arrive within 10 minutes of prime time.

It was a bus driver who dialed the emergency number. When he stopped at the platform, he found a person leaning against the billboard. A girl, wearing a white skirt at night, with her head hanging down, didn't know if she was asleep or what.

The driver is a man with a daughter, and he is also very concerned. He is afraid that the little girl will miss her home, so she gets out of the car and takes a closer look. When the lights are turned off, it is indeed a girl. She has her eyes closed, her head bowed, her face is completely white, and she looks down. , a hole was opened in the stomach, blood flowed out of the hole, flowed out, the white skirt was dyed crimson, the rain washed the blood away, and it was all over the ground, and it was hard to tell which was rain and which was blood .

He was so frightened that he cried out.

An elderly man in the car was a retired nurse who knew a little medical knowledge. He tremblingly went up to test his pulse and breathing—he was short of breath and his pulse was weak.

She turned on the flashlight of her cell phone and illuminated the girl's eyes—the pupils tended to dilate.

With such a large amount of blood loss, judging by his performance, he has already fallen into hemorrhagic shock, and his situation is extremely dangerous.

Someone called the police, and someone called an ambulance.

On such a rainy night, after the evening rush hour, there were not many people waiting for the bus to go home. Under the cover of night, several buses passed by, and the road was full of traffic. Unfortunately, no one turned their heads to take a look, or saw it. Just a quick glance, the thunder and lightning made people want to go home, and the rain washed away the dying girl without the smell of blood.

This is the nearest station to the nearby police station, but unfortunately, it is still a 15-minute drive from the nearest hospital, and the girl did not wait for treatment.

The police come first.

The ambulance rushed to the scene to confirm the death and left.

There were two blood-stained 1000 won banknotes scattered around the girl, and one hand was covered with blood. It seemed that before she lost consciousness, she held her wound and wanted to delay the coming of death, but unfortunately, she suffered a gunshot wound. The power to move.

I don't know what she was thinking before she died. She watched the cars passing by but no one stopped, couldn't make a sound, couldn't move, was she helpless?Are you desperate?

On a thunderstorm night, the rain on the waiting hall poured down to the ground, the rain curtain separated the girl in the white dress from the world, and the blood was washed into the sewer.

Sirens blared throughout the night, and the wounded in the hospital were already victims of homicide.

"It fucking hurts."

How many seconds before being shot, three seconds?four seconds?Don't know how time passes?For a while, I didn’t really feel anything, but it was followed by a burning sensation, numbness, and severe pain worthy of lethality, overwhelming, as if a knife had been inserted into the brain, grinding the central nervous system.

It hurts.It hurts.

In this world, there is a slight bug in the eternal law of death, which breaks the uniqueness and invariance, but has no malleability, and exists stubbornly and without clear meaning.

This will make the top experts in countless fields all over the world have deserted heads and bald bugs, existing in a person who is too low-key and lazy.

【00:00:00】

Jian Wuyu died, but now he is alive again.

This time the death was very inexplicable.

Jian Wuyu remembered that her so-called family members were too late to pick her up, and the police called to inquire again, and concluded that her parents were too busy to pick her up.

They wanted Jane Wuyu to go home by herself.

Jian Wuyu also learned that it was not the two biological parents who called the police, but the nanny who came to take care of her.

Jian Wuyu can understand the feelings of these two. Her child does not have a serious job, indulges in fantasies all day long, spends a lot of money on chasing stars that they cannot understand, and is willing to die for others but has no consideration for the parents who gave birth to her Feeling, these years have exhausted their love and expectations.

In such a privileged family where both parents are high-ranking officials, a child like her is not accepted and recognized, not to mention asking them to pick her up at the police station. They are willing to let her go home out of morality.

So Jian Wuyu borrowed bus money from the police—two thousand won, and asked for the way. Fortunately, home is not far away, and the bus from the nearby platform can go directly, and it only takes seven stops.

It was dark, sweltering, and raining fiercely.

Before borrowing an umbrella and leaving the police station, Jian Wuyu saw the girl who was brought out by the police—an electric shock enthusiast. When she saw Jian Wuyu, her expression immediately turned hideous. The police grabbed her tightly and did not let her break free.

But her mouth was not sealed, and she yelled at Jian Wuyu full of hatred.

"It was you who called the police, right?!"

"You dare to tell me about me?! Okay, I will expose the fact that you are an illegitimate fan! And the fact that you broke into Baekhyun's house!"

"Look, everyone, this person is a bastard! Disgusting stalker! Psychopath!"

The woman's yelling resounded through the empty hall. It's a pity that no one is there now, and the policeman on duty just glanced over and focused on his work. The dull response did not meet the woman's expectations.

Jian Wuyu smiled and said to her, "Thank you."

The girl still yelled at her vigorously, twisting her body as if she was crazy, her wide-eyed eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, which made her face even more sick: