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

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Jiang Seulqi took it with both hands, and said softly: "Thank you."

Her hands were very small, Jian Wuyu held the paper cup that could be held with one hand, she held it with both hands, lowered her head and took a sip, her fingers kept rubbing the cup wall uneasily.

"Miss Jiang said that the car perfume was a gift from fans, not her..."

Shi Yi on the other end briefly talked about the situation with Jiang Seulqi's manager, and saw that the manager's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of relief seemed to slip through his eyes, and then he suddenly looked at Jiang Seulqi, and his emotions erupted instantly. The sound of reprimands filled the conference room: "I told you not to accept gifts from fans casually! Something has happened! I was almost killed by you!"

Jiang Seulqi shrank her shoulders and lowered her head.

"Ma'am," Jian Wuyu stopped after hearing the manager's increasingly fierce accusations, "Be careful with your words, this is the police station."

At this time, Shi Yi's cell phone rang, and he came back about 5 minutes after leaving the conference room, with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze was still on his face, but his dark peach blossom eyes were as cold as ice.

The director's exasperated voice was still in my ears: "Did you go crazy in the middle of the night, calling an artist with such a large public influence to the police station for investigation?

"Hurry up and let him go, it's too messy."

"Since it is said that it was given by the fans, you should check the fans and put the artist here. Are you afraid that their fans will scold the police station online? The reputation of the police station is really going to be ruined in your hands, ouch!"

The chief over there was panting heavily like a heart attack, and kept moaning: "Boy, at least you have to find a way to call people to the police station so blatantly?"

Shi Yi responded casually, listening to the old man's words in one ear and out the other, until then deliberately said: "Follow the law, what can they do with us."

The director laughed angrily: "This is not how the world works, Shi Yi!"

Shi Yi lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the smooth floor tiles, and he laughed very low, the laughter slid across the floor tiles like the wind, blending into the thick night without any trace, his eyes disappeared Passionate, as cold as if buried in a winter snow.

"Then let the world change." He said to the director.

The arrogant and cruel words were let go, Shi Yi pushed open the glass door, the police uniform on his body and the star on his shoulders were reflected on the glass, he suddenly found very sadly that he really had to listen to the leader in this system.

At this moment, Jian Wuyu came over and whispered in his ear: "Shi Dui, I want to talk to Jiang Seqi for a while."

Shi Yi frowned: "What?"

He turned his head to meet Jian Wuyu's cold gray eyes. It's hard not to feel lifeless with eyes of this color, but her eyes are only calm and calm.

Shi Yi inexplicably feels that the other party can be trusted, trusting this kind of thing is really strange, for example, now he gives his precious trust to a "good-for-nothing" whom he despised a few hours ago.

"Row."

Jian Wuyu nodded: "In terms of time——."

Shi Yi grinned: "Don't worry about the time until you achieve your goal."

Shi Yi has a way that when he is serious, he can scare people to pee their pants, but once he smiles, he is brilliant and heartless, and the expression on his face can be changed freely. He is also very good at using his own advantages, regardless of anything face.

The reality is that shamelessness is a passport.

He showed his white teeth in a smile at his manager. As a handsome man, he naturally received preferential treatment, and the manager was also a little bit aggressive towards him, and even his eyes were slightly dodged.

"It's really bothering you so late." He raised his brows and said with affectionate and sincere eyes, "I'm really sorry if I caused you any trouble. To tell you the truth, I am also Seul-gi's fan, and I must be too. I don't want her to come here, this is a helpless move in a hurry..."

When he said that someone who summoned Kang Seul Gi would be forced to say these words, he didn't blush at all.

Seeing that Shi Yi successfully blocked the manager's view, Jian Wuyu took the opportunity to sit next to Jiang Seulqi.

"You..." Jiang Seqi was startled by her, she shook the cup and almost fell over, Jian Wuyu stretched out her hand to hold her, and motioned for her to let go with all her strength, then took the cup and put it under Jiang Seqi's dazed eyes on the side.

"You have committed suicide recently," Jian Wuyu pointed to his wrist, his gaze precisely fell on Jiang Seqi's right wrist, "Why?"

As if being burned by that gaze, Jiang Seulqi clutched her wrist in panic: "I, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"Miss Jiang," Jian Wuyu stared into Jiang Seqi's eyes, but calmly said, "A few nights ago, maybe three days ago, were you alone in the bedroom, or sitting On the bed? You prepared everything, but found that cutting your wrists is not as convenient as in the TV series. You can’t hurt the arteries. In fact, you can only hurt the capillaries and veins. You see the blood flowing, but you are not dead, you are in pain, the pain makes you kneel on the ground."

Jiang Seqi widened her bloodshot eyes, staring at Jian Wuyu intently.

"The small blood vessels and nerves on the wrist are densely packed. One knife cut is enough to make you awake," the policewoman said indifferently. "The arteries are hidden under the bone. What kind of knife did you use? The blade for removing body hair or eyebrows?" Knife? It’s too thin, you’ve also discovered it, and the pressure in the veins is low, the blood coagulation function is strong, and it starts to stop bleeding automatically, and you find that suicide is not what it is in the TV series.”

"You finally understand that suicide is difficult. It turns out that people don't die so easily, and they shouldn't die so easily." Jian Wuyu was a little angry, and his voice became colder. "You think suicide is to escape pain, and you have evolved creatures for thousands of years. Remaining survival instincts are a joke, but you know now, your body wants to live, and you ignore all the hard work you're doing to keep you alive."

Jiang Seqi went limp all of a sudden, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

"Miss Jiang," the man's eyes carried a kind of indescribable depth, which came from the depths of the soul trapped in the eyes of strangers, making people unable to breathe as if they were trapped in the deep sea, "Did you regret it then?"

This is the question Jian Wuyu wanted to ask everyone whose body she borrowed because of suicide. She stood in front of the mirror many times, looked at her strange face, and asked herself as if asking someone else: "Do you regret it?"

But no one answered her.

Editor Jian Wuyu committed suicide because her parents sold her to marry an old man, her boyfriend cheated on her, and her family suffered misfortune. After her death, Jian Wuyu faced everything she faced. It was terrible, but it could be resolved. Be a regular editor and live a busy life.

The suicide of illegitimate fan Kim Ji-yeon was because she couldn't get close to Byun Baekhyun. It can be solved in many ways. She is a law student, she became a lawyer, and became a legal consultant. There are so many ways to come to an artist.

Trainee An Yan committed suicide because she broke up with her boyfriend. I don't know if she thought about her gentle parents and warm friends before she died, did she think of the expectations of others and the happiness she got.

And the current body, Lin Sen, is because she can't bear children, and she is frustrated in love and career, but she has a good job and her superiors are considerate.

people.Jian Wuyu was always thinking.Obviously born to be such a tough existence.

Not even she, who had traversed countless cycles for answers and picked up the mess left by everyone who committed suicide, never considered taking her own life.

The so-called life is so tenacious, it is forced to bloom on the desperate barren soil.

"Death penalty is also called capital punishment, execution, and death penalty. Because of the preciousness and non-renewability of life, death penalty has become the most severe punishment method in the penalty system, so it is also called capital punishment."

"Death row criminals still have lawyers to defend them," Jian Wuyu thought. "Those who commit suicide sentence themselves to death, but they don't give themselves a chance to explain themselves."

Perhaps it is precisely because of this kind of thinking that she was chosen to endure the pain of not being judged, to judge whether this behavior is worthwhile by personal experience, even after countless lives, her answer has not changed.

"I……"

The entertainer who always showed his energetic image had a dull face, tears spilled from the corners of his eyes and fell into his collar. In Jian Wuyu's eyes, she saw a tearful self, a panicked self, a There is no future self.

"regret."

Finally someone answered Jian Wuyu.

"I don't want to die." Jiang Seqi tightened her lips, trying to swallow the cry, but the voice came out of her nasal cavity, muffled and collapsed.

"I……"

Jian Wuyu reached out and put the peaked cap on her head, and slowly pressed it down to cover her tears, she hugged her, Jiang Seulqi was really only a very small ball, it was as hard as bones to touch, It was very painful, but because it was very warm, with a pulse and heartbeat, it was a fresh life, which made people feel at ease.

still alive.

In fact, Jian Wuyu knew a long time ago how to end his endless reincarnation. That method sounds like the rebirth of the savior, or Jian Wuyu's need to be the savior once again.

That way, no one commits suicide anymore in this world.

She couldn't do it, but now, it's great to see Jiang Seulqi alive.

Shi Yi dragged his manager along while secretly paying attention to Jian Wuyu's situation. Jian Wuyu stood up—it's over, so soon?he thought in amazement.

"SM artists need to go through the inspection of their managers when they receive gifts from fans," she said to her managers, "so you handled that bottle of car perfume, didn't you?"

The manager seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows angrily, and looked very humiliated: "Are you doubting me?! Who told you, Jiang Seulqi?!"

Her angry eyes are