The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

Yan Jue didn't know how he made it to the hospital. The voices of others seemed to be coming from the bottom of the water, and he couldn't hear them clearly; no matter where he went, he didn't feel it at all.

His soul is with his youth, if he can't fly to heaven, he will go to hell.

"……elder brother?"

Yan Jue looked at Qiao Jin absent-mindedly, and murmured, "How is he?"

Seeing him like this made Qiao Jin very uncomfortable.In fact, on the way here, Fu Lin lost his breath and heartbeat, and going to the hospital was just a process.

Yan Jue looked at Qiao Jin, but there was nothing in her eyes, she stood up and said, "I'll go see him."

"Brother." Qiao Jin held him back, "Don't look at it."

"I'll go see him." Yan Jue repeated.

The snow-white room, the pungent smell of disinfectant, the people covered with white cloths, and the breath of death can't be hidden here.

Yan Jue raised a corner of the white cloth, revealing the sideburns, eyebrows, nose, and lips one after another. This face is undoubtedly the face of his beloved.He wondered, did Fu Lin look at him that way when he died?

Fu Lin lying here was very clean, his cold white skin was like frost, and Yan Jue felt a cold hand.

His fingertips ran down the collarbone of his neck, and there was a sudden pause—a small swallow was tattooed on Fu Lin's heart.

Yan Jue stared at this swallow for a long time, and unconsciously laughed, smiling, rain fell in front of her eyes.The swallows became a pair in his eyes.

If you look closely, there is only one swallow left alone.

A woman's cry came from outside: "I want to see my brother! I want to see my brother!! Let me go!!!..."

Soon, the woman was bound and dragged away on the hospital bed.She was whimpering, pus and blood came out of her eyes, but no one sympathized with her.

Yan Jue seemed to have never heard of it.

Not long after, several nurses came in and wanted to push Fu Lin's bed away, Yan Jue asked, "Where are you taking him?"

"The mortuary."

Yan Jue's body trembled, she pursed her lips and walked along without saying a word.

Qiao Jin: "Brother?"

Compared to the corpse lying on the bed, Yan Jue is more like a zombie, just following along blindly.

"Brother!" Qiao Jin grabbed his wrist.

Yan Jue flicked Qiao Jin's hand vigorously, "I'll go and accompany him."

The mortuary is underground, the lights are dim, and the sound of the wheels of the hospital bed rubbing against the ground is chilling, as if it were two worlds from the ground.Yan Jue said, "It's really cold here."

Qiao Jin said: "There is no mortuary that is not cold." When Yan Jue died, he also went there once.

"Go back."

Qiao Jin stood still and stood outside the door without answering.

In fact, when people die, it's almost the same.Yan Jue looked at the row of corpses with no expression on his face. He lifted the white cloth from Fu Lin's face and looked at it carefully.

He murmured: "If you don't look so good-looking, it will be fine."

If Fu Lin had looked a little more ordinary, maybe he wouldn't have been targeted and fell into a trap until he was doomed and there was no turning back.

Yan Jue lowered her head and kissed Fu Lin's forehead, "Good night, my boy."

Yan Jue was too calm, so calm that Qiao Jin felt uneasy.It is said that there is nothing more sad than death, Qiao Jin is afraid that Yan Jue will be overwhelmed.He waited outside the door for a long time before Yan Jue came, and when he walked out of the hospital, it was already dark.

Qiao Jin said, "Brother, go to my house."

Yan Jue said, "I'm fine."

Qiao Jin frowned, thought for a while and said, "Fu Lin, I won't live long."

Yan Jue was at a loss: "...what?"

"I met him in the hospital. He was holding the medicine in his hand. I read the name of the medicine, and it was for the treatment of brain tumors."

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, and only said lightly: "Really."

So what if you don't live long?Even if he could live a minute longer, Yan Jue would be able to see him for a minute longer.When you die, there is nothing left.

Qiao Jin comforted him clumsily: "Compared to leaving after being tortured by illnesses, maybe it's not a bad thing for him to leave now."

"Ah Jin." Yan Jue interrupted him, "I know what you mean. But don't tell me this right now? I want to be alone."

Qiao Jin was silent for a moment, like a child who has done something wrong, "Then don't forget, there is me."

Yan Jue couldn't say anything for a moment, yes, he almost forgot that he still has a younger brother.

"Don't worry, I will live well." After a while, he said.

For Qiao Jin and also for Fu Lin, he will live well.

That night, Fu Lin regularly posted a "confession" on Weibo.

Fans and netizens looked at it in bewilderment, and exited in shock. In just 10 minutes, this Weibo was retweeted nearly [-] times.

——When you read this confession, I should no longer be in this world.I would like to express my apologies for breaking everyone's trust in me.I am a person who has committed a heinous crime and died without regret, and I am not qualified to ask anyone for forgiveness...

In this confession, Fu Lin explained his life experience in a simple and concise manner, without a trace of sensationalism, almost examining his miserable past from the perspective of a bystander.

——Since then, a demon lived in my heart. It ate my conscience day and night, gnawed at my soul, until I became dark, and I was no longer afraid when I picked up the butcher's knife.I became the devil itself.

Next, he listed the names of the people killed by him and his sister one by one. Hou Jie, Wu Shixuan's family, Yuan Meng...including the people who were killed indiscriminately before, he remembered the names.

——The sin is as deep as mine, and it is difficult to redeem even if I fall into the eighteenth hell.May there be no second Fu Lin in the world.

That night, Weibo was almost paralyzed.

His fans were going crazy, crying and crying, and they couldn't even mourn Fu Lin in an upright way, because Fu Lin's death was not upright.

Once this confession is released, no matter how pathetic and excusable Fu Lin's life experience is, it will not change the fact that he killed so many people.As Fu Lin himself said, he is a very sinful person.

Fu Lin was atoning for his sin by self-destructing.Qiao Jin heard from Wei Chong that in fact, the police have been receiving information about Lord Long and the following dens over the years. Although he has not stated who provided the information, he can only think of Fu Lin at this time.

The drug market is intricate and deeply rooted. If a dragon master dies, there may be horse masters and monkey masters, and it will not end easily.But the tip of the iceberg that Fu Lin dug up will not be in vain.

For some people, black and white are white and black in this world, and it is very clear; for some people, they stay in the dark for too long, and light is a luxury for them.

Two days later, Fu Qing broke the window of the ward and jumped off the building.

She bought a cemetery for herself and her brother in advance, but she probably never thought that Fu Lin had bought a cemetery for herself a long time ago, even if he died, he would not be buried with her.

Yan Jue, who heard the news, looked indifferent, and then continued to be in a daze.

He stayed in the house where he used to live with Fu Lin. This house has been bought by Fu Lin. Everything is still the same as before, including the tooth cup, toothbrush and towel he used, as if he had never left.

Fu Lin, on the other hand, has been waiting for him to come back.

He knew exactly what it was like to wait for a dead man to come back.

The key to the house was provided by Fu Lin's assistant. His name is Dai Wa. The pure baby who came out of the valley is called Xiao Dai.

Xiaodai is only 20 years old this year, and has been with Fu Lin for three years. While cleaning up the room, he whimpered and whimpered non-stop.

He said that Fu Lin picked him up on the side of the road. At that time, he came to work in a big city. He was unfamiliar with the place. He was stolen by a thief. When chasing the thief, he fell and broke his leg. He sat on the side of the road and cried bitterly.Then he was picked up by Fu Lin to be his assistant.

"I know I'm a bit stupid, but Brother Fu doesn't dislike me at all, and he taught me a lot. My mother was sick and hospitalized, and he wanted 20 for surgery, and he gave me 20 without saying a word... He is really a good man Ah!" A snot bubble appeared from Xiaodai's nose, and he wiped it away with a snot, and the snot covered his face.

Yan Jue, who couldn't stand it anymore, handed him a tissue.

Xiaodai blew his nose with a "chichi" and continued to cry: "Brother Fu is a good person, really, really a good person! Woooooo..."

If you cry like this, you won't be able to clean up the relics at all.Yan Jue said, "Go and rest, I'll clean up."

Xiao Dai went to eat instant noodles. He was hungry, and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you want to eat? I like Laotan sauerkraut. Can you eat braised beef?"

Yan Jue: "...No, you can eat by yourself."

This kid must have been picked up by Fu Lin to be his assistant because he was stupid.

Yan Jue closed her eyes and sniffed lightly, it seemed that Fu Lin's aura still remained in the air, which was faint and as clear as snow.

He walked into the bedroom where they used to hug each other to sleep. The bedding and sheets were still changed in turn in the previous sets.

Yan Jue took off his shoes, lay on the bed, stared sideways at the pillow next to him, it was at this position, at this angle, he once watched his teenager fall asleep quietly, it was as beautiful as a painting.

When Fu Lin was lying here, was he also thinking about himself?

Unknowingly fell asleep, in the dream he went to the cinema with Fu Lin.

Fu Lin's first movie was released, and he bought couple tickets.At that time, the two were not lovers, sitting in the lovers seat, surrounded by three or four male and female couples.

Those couples didn't come to watch the movie at all, but came to have sex.

There was a buzzing sound all around, Yan Jue felt that something was wrong all over his body, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at those couples, his ears felt hot.

Suddenly a cold finger touched the earlobe, Yan Jue shuddered, turned her head and asked, "Do, what do you do?"

In the dark, Fu Lin blinked a few times and said softly, "Your ears are very red."

"..." Yan Jue looked up at the big screen, trying to immerse her mind in the movie.

Soon, he was attracted by the boy looking at the cruise ship Fairy in the movie. His eyes were so good that he even forgot that the boy in the movie was sitting next to him.

Fu Lin seemed to be dissatisfied, scratching his palms, pulling the thread on his clothes, and "accidentally" kicking his feet.

Yan Jue moved a little away from him.

Fu Lin got a little closer to him.

Walking out of the cinema, Fu Lin asked, "Is it good?"

Yan Jue said, "It's pretty."

"Is the movie good or am I good?"

Yan Jue laughed, "They all look good."

"You can only choose one."

"You look good." Yan Jue said without hesitation.

Only then did Fu Lin show a smile.

His smile was like the moon in the water, it disappeared the moment Yan Jue opened his eyes.Yan Jue didn't think it was a pity, he thought, day after day, year after year, he still had many days to dream of.

His youth is always in his dream, never far away.

Yan Jue smoothed out the wrinkles where she slept, and opened the bedside table to see what was inside.Naturally, it was full of books, all of which he liked to read before going to bed.

This book also has a magical effect, when Fu Lin can't fall asleep, Yan Jue reads it aloud to him to hypnotize him.

In the past four years, the covers of these books have been worn out, and the pages have been turned loosely, almost falling off.I don't know how many times Fu Lin has read these books during the years he left.

Yan Jue casually pulled out a collection of famous essays, opened it, and was startled for a moment.

There are three words written on the title page: I miss you.

Turning back, every two or three pages read: I miss you.

Either: I miss you so much.

Yan Jue put down her collection of essays and flipped through other books, without exception, in every book, every two or three pages said "I miss you" or "I miss you so much".

Yan Jue gritted her teeth tightly and tensed her shoulders, but in the end she couldn't resist the burst of emotions.

……

Because of Fu Lin's confession, Shenghuang Media, a big tree that has stood in the entertainment industry for many years and can be called a shit stick in the entertainment industry, was shaken.Boss Sheng Huang was lucky enough to save his life, but due to his lower body injury, he could only be a eunuch in the future, and he would have to spend the rest of his life with the complications of losing that thing.He aged ten years overnight, and was tortured so badly by illness that his wife and children immediately demanded a divorce and separation after learning what he had done.

The stock of Shenghuang Media plummeted, but within a few days, it was investigated in the name of tax evasion and crimes.

The big tree of Sheng Huang finally fell in anticipation.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the artists under the banner terminated their contracts one after another to find another artist, or went it alone. What surprised people was that the little song king Deng Liao was arrested by the police.

A lot of money released him on bail thinking of his old friendship, gave him a hard lesson, and then asked him if he would come to Xinglong.

Deng Liao had a good time at the "Animal Club", but he was not infected with any disease or poison, and he was just looking for excitement.His life is not too bad.

Deng Liao sighed deeply, and said, "Brother Xu, thank you for remembering me. But I really don't want to stay in this 'geomantic place' in the entertainment industry."

A lot of money asked: "What are you going to do?"

Deng Liao: "I don't know, let's take a look first."

A lot of money: "If you dare to go to that kind of place to mess around again, I will be the first to call the police and arrest you again!"

Deng Liao: "..."

That night, Deng Liao announced his withdrawal from Weibo.

Fu Lin's body was transported to City C. In the year Yan Jue fell from the building, he bought the tomb next to Yan Jue's tomb, and planned to be buried here after his death, to be with his beloved.

However, things make people wrong, Yan Jue comes back to life, but he passes away.

There were only a handful of people who came to the funeral, apart from Yan Jue, there were only Qiao Jin, Lu Yu, Lu Sheng, Xiao Dai, and Jian Que.

Lu Sheng presented white daisies, and the little boy's brows and eyes were full of sadness.

Lu Yu also bowed solemnly. As an actor, Fu Lin's life is more dramatic than his.He asked himself, if he exchanged lives with Fu Lin, he probably wouldn't do better than Fu Lin.

Jian Qun wore sunglasses, did not apply makeup, and had a clean face.She presented flowers, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Actually, I know that he is more miserable than me...but I was too busy to take care of myself, so I couldn't give him a hand."

"Sister Jian..." Qiao Jin tried to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start.

Jian Qun said, "He did something I never dared to do."

In the entertainment industry, it's normal to make allowances and be bullied. Who doesn't have a devil living in his heart?Day and night, he wanted to kill those who bullied him.

But just thinking about it, there are too few people who dare to do it.

Xiao Dai was still sobbing and crying non-stop, the rain was brought by him, and everyone's heads and faces were drenched in a patter.

When Jian Que walked out of the cemetery, she saw a woman in a white dress standing beside her car, with braids in two braids, so cute.Jian Que smiled slightly: "Why are you here?"

Tang Lan was wrapped tightly in a thin knitted sweater, still shivering a little from the spring rain, and stammered, "I, I'm here to find you."

"What's wrong?" Jane asked.

"Yes, I have a crush on you and I want to chase you." Tang Lan pouted her chin, bluffing, but actually panicked.She stared nervously at Jian Qun, "Tell me something!"

Jian Que looked at the woman who was too bright and sunny in front of her, and the gloom in her heart was swept away, she stepped forward, raised her hand to wipe the raindrops on Tang Lan's broken hair, and said, "What a coincidence, I have the same idea. "

Xiao Dai's stomach suddenly gurgled, which was a big disappointment in the solemn atmosphere.

Xiaodai: "Wow, I'm hungry, can I have a piece of bread?"

Qiao Jin: "..."

Lu Sheng: "..."

Yan Jue said considerately: "You all go back first."

He couldn't stay here forever, Qiao Jin was afraid that Lu Sheng would catch a cold, so he asked Lu Yu to send him back.Yan Jue said: "You go back too, and I will accompany him again."

Yan Jue opened the pure black umbrella and stared intently at the tombstone.

Qiao Jin couldn't say anything more, so he walked away step by step.

For the next few days, Yan Jue would always go to the cemetery at dawn and not come back until dark.Qiao Jin was very worried and advised him: "Brother, let's go back to City B."

Yan Jue said: "You go back first. You are busier than me, so you can't stand the delay."

Qiao Jin really couldn't stand the delay. The series of calls that cost a lot of money had been going on for several days. From the beginning of crying, making troubles and hanging himself, until now that Qiao Jin didn't go back, he took a knife to kill people.

Compared with making money, Qiao Jin naturally prefers to be with Yan Jue, but work can't be neglected all the time, besides, the matter of the Wei family has not been resolved yet.

After repeated persuasion by Yan Jue, Qiao Jin and Lu Yu left for City B and kept in touch with Yan Jue by calling every day.

Yan Jue still goes back and forth between the hotel and the cemetery every day. Over time, the old man who guards the cemetery recognizes him, and sometimes chatters a few words.

The old man said: "My wife is buried here, and I can't bear to part with her. If I stay like this, 20 years will pass."

Then asked: "Your lover is also buried here?"

Yan Jue nodded and smiled, "Yes. My lover is here too."

In this season, the spring rains are often endless.

One day, Yan Jue took an umbrella and went to the cemetery as usual. He saw that the apricot blossoms in the cemetery were in full bloom, and the snow-white petals were clustered together, and the fine and clear rain was especially moving.He remembered one of Fu Lin's favorite poems: Falling Blossoms are independent, Micro Swifts fly together.

He thought that Fu Lin would like this apricot blossom, so he broke off a branch.

When he reached the tomb, he stopped suddenly.

There stood a tall and thin young man with a very delicate profile, long eyebrows like ink, and eyes like peach blossoms.He glanced this way, and the whole world was eclipsed by him.

Yan Jue's heart skipped a beat.He suddenly didn't dare to go over.

And the young man walked over step by step, through the swirling rain, stepping on dark marble, his steps were firm and steady, as if he had spotted his target.

Yan Jue held the umbrella in one hand and held the apricot blossom branch tightly in the other, watching helplessly as he came and finally stopped in front of her.

The young man took the apricot blossom in his hand, his eyes slightly curved: "Is this for me? I like it very much."