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When 'Zhao Qingming' heard this question, she was dazed for a moment. She raised the broken hair beside her ear, perhaps it was Chen He's initiative that made her put down her guard. She laughed softly: "It's been a long time since I heard someone Call me by that name..."

Her words undoubtedly admitted her identity.

"But how did you know, Director Chen told you?" Jiao Jiao tilted her head, her eyes wandering between Sha Tang and Chen He, with a little ambiguous teasing.

Sha Tang pretended not to see this look, silently moved to the side, a little distance away from Chen He, and then replied: "Maybe you don't believe it, I have seen Zhao Qingming."

Jiao Jiao was stunned, "I've seen..." she murmured, such a simple word, but it was the longing she had been thinking about day and night for the past few months.

"Can you tell me first, what is your appearance?" Before telling Jiao Jiaoli about the world, Sha Tang still wanted to confirm this matter first.

In fact, through Chen He's ambiguous statement before, Sha Tang had roughly guessed that Chen He must be involved in this process, but why Chen He didn't say it before made him a little curious.

Because he asked Chen He whether Zhao Qingming in the inner and outer worlds is the same person, but Chen He replied that he didn't know. At that time, he acquiesced that Chen He entered the small world suddenly with his identity like him, and he had never met Zhao Qingming. .

But what happened later proved that Chen He had been in this small world for a long time, and he even suspected that the so-called actor and director were all imported names from Chen He himself.

Jiao Jiao was a little surprised when she heard this question. In her opinion, wasn't Director Chen operating this 'Shen Fuxue'? Why did she ask such a question.

She looked at Director Chen opposite, trying to get an exact answer from the man, but the man just raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if he didn't intend to participate in their conversation.

"My appearance is adjusted by Director Chen with a prop called 'Painted Skin', isn't it you?"

Sha Tang glanced at Chen He with a half-smile. Although he didn't understand why Chen He didn't explain himself, it was enough to get the answer he wanted from Jiao Jiao's mouth.

"My situation is rather special..."

Sha Tang was still thinking about how to lie about his identity card, but Jiao Jiao interrupted: "You don't have to say it, instead of listening to a made-up answer, you might as well tell me about Zhao Qingming. "

Sha Tang was a little surprised, not only because of Jiao Jiao's sensitivity, but also because of her blunt tone when talking about Zhao Qingming, which was a completely different attitude from the intimacy in the inner world.

But Sha Tang didn't ask, he just told Jiao Jiao's request about his experiences in the other world.

After listening to the story, Jiao Jiao was a little silent. After a long while, she untied her bun, and her long curly hair fell down like a waterfall.

She took out a pack of cigarettes from the handbag on the dressing table, and motioned to Sha Tang: "Do you mind smoking a cigarette?"

Sha Tang shook her head to show that she didn't care, Jiao Jiao took out a cigarette and held it between her lips.

This is a lady's cigarette, very thin. The flame licked the cigarette butt, and a trickle of smoke rose. She took a deep breath, because of this action, her cheeks were slightly sunken, showing an almost sickly thinness.

In this smoky space, the face of 'Zhao Qingming' became blurred, like looking at people through a mirror covered by mist in the bathroom.

At this moment, Sha Tang seemed to see Jiao Jiao behind 'Zhao Qingming', that ordinary girl who wanted to show herself but didn't dare to show it off. She grew her hair long and imitated foreigners, but always With her head down, she wears bright red high heels, and she wears a long skirt all the year round to half cover it up.

She is like the ugly duckling next to the white swan, carefully learning the elegance and calmness of the white swan, but one day, the white swan drowned in Swan Lake, and the ugly duckling stood in the center of the stage.

At that moment, what she felt was not surprise, nor the anticipation of being seen by the world, but bewilderment. The Beifei team lost its head goose, and the antelope was lost in the wilderness.

One cigarette was finished quickly, Jiao Jiao wanted to reach out for another one, but suddenly realized the situation, she retracted her hand restrainedly, and smiled at Sha Tang: "Sorry, I'm a big smoker."

Her mood obviously fluctuated greatly, even to the point of needing to use nicotine to calm down.

"Sometimes I don't understand myself. I hope she lives, but when I hear that she can really live a good life in that world, I want her to die." The woman's voice was very low, as if she was afraid of the sound When it gets bigger, it will magnify its own viciousness.

"You may not believe it. I have admired her for 20 years. From now on, I have been ridiculed and looked down upon because of my body. Only she is willing to play with me. Even my boyfriend is because of her. I knew her, but later I found out that she was someone else's sex slave, I knew she was forced, but I hated her to death."

"I wanted to kill her with my own hands at the time. Can you imagine that a person whom you have worshiped for most of your life with all your beliefs did such a disgusting thing? Why didn't she die when she was q/j, but she had to wait until it was exposed She died later, she was really disgusting, I wanted to kill her, and even more so, I wanted to kill myself who knew her."

"She made all of us who looked up to her as dirty, rubbish, bedbugs, she made me live in stinky gutters all my life, I suffocate thinking about her, I want to die in the year I knew her , meeting her was the worst nightmare of my life."

The more the woman spoke, the more excited she became, as if she had fallen into some kind of emotion that she couldn't extricate herself from, as if she was insane. She took out a cigarette and lit it tremblingly. Forced, like a person about to drown in the sea, desperately struggling to absorb the pitiful amount of oxygen.

"This world is meaningless..." the woman said, exhaling a lingering smoke ring, and extinguished the cigarette butt in her palm.

Sha Tang hissed secretly, it looked painful, but the woman's palm was already burnt yellow, with many burn marks, obviously this was not the first time she did this.

As the cigarette butt was extinguished, some dust suddenly fell from the ceiling, feeling the dust falling on his body, the feeling of déjà vu caused Sha Tang to have a bad premonition in his heart.

Before he could say the words to run quickly, the ceiling broke suddenly, and a huge stone slab was falling towards Sha Tang.

The stone slab looked very heavy, and it gradually enlarged in Sha Tang's wide-eyed eyes. The body had no time to react, so he could only watch helplessly, his mind blank.

The woman's sharp laughter pierced the air, full of sadness and despair, like madness.

A black shadow rushed towards him suddenly, his warm embrace embraced him like a furnace, almost melting him.

"Kang Dang----" The world fell into endless darkness.

"Master, master, are you okay?" A familiar voice called in his ear.

Sha Tang tightened his brows, forced his heavy eyelids open, his eyes were blurry, as if covered with a layer of veil, he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only vaguely see a figure dangling in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Sha Tang shook his head vigorously. According to his perception, he almost didn't shake his brain out this time, but in Aunt Lin's eyes, he just shook his head almost invisible.

"...Water..." Sha Tang's voice was very hoarse, and she could hardly speak, as if her throat was blocked by cotton.

Aunt Lin got close to barely hear what he was saying, and hurriedly directed Zhao Nan behind him to fetch water.

Sha Tang had no strength in his body, so he could only rely on Aunt Lin to feed her little by little with the syringe she found. The warm water slowly poured into her body like a fountain of life.

Fortunately, Aunt Lin is very patient, she only squeezed 5cm each time, fearing that Sha Tang would choke if she drank too fast.

Soon Sha Tang felt that his hands and feet were gradually regaining consciousness, and the congested breath in his chest was also relieved, but his head still hurt badly.

Thumb pressed against the temple and rubbed it vigorously. Why did his head hurt so much? If it wasn't for his hand feeling intact, he would have wondered if his head was split.

After a while, he felt that his brain could function a little bit. He recalled the previous things, and then his eyes widened.

That's right, he was doing Zhao Qingming's mission in the small world before, but the small world suddenly collapsed. If it wasn't for someone protecting him in the end, he would have no doubt that his brains would be scattered all over the place.

Thinking of this, he quickly asked Aunt Lin to bring him the phone, ready to greet Chen He.

Aunt Lin didn't know why he was so eager to make a call as soon as he woke up, but she didn't ask about the young master's recent abnormality, and took the phone from the outside.

Sha Tang knew that mobile phones in this era were very heavy, but he never realized that this phone was so heavy that he couldn't hold it steadily, and his dialing hand trembled a little.

During the 15 seconds waiting for the other party to connect, Sha Tang was already thinking about what he would do if Chen He died, whether the Chen family would send him an obituary, maybe not, after all, in the eyes of others, Chen He was just their family As a personal doctor, I don't have any friendship with him.

And Chen He didn't know that the person in Zhao Qingming's small world was him, maybe when he held his breath to prepare for his funeral, he didn't even know whose name to fill in when he wanted to invite him.

Thinking of this, the corners of Sha Tang's straightened mouth couldn't help but twitched, but thinking of the other party's situation, the corners of his mouth immediately collapsed.

"Hello, hello!" The familiar voice, the habitual rising tail, spoke like a small hook.

From winter to spring, everything revives, the water breaks through the condensed ice, and cheerful little fish jump out of the water to welcome the new life, and Sha Tang's heart beats vigorously again.

His hands were a little sore, the phone dropped on the quilt, and his fingertips could still visibly tremble.

"I...I just want to ask you, if you are free, come to my house..." Sha Tang picked up the phone again, he couldn't speak directly, but he was eager to know how this person was.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and Sha Tang immediately became nervous again. Could it be that he was really seriously injured?

In Sha Tang's last memory, Chen He rushed over to protect him, because the impact force was too great, his head hit the ground, and even so, they still did not avoid the coverage of the stone slab.

At the moment of losing consciousness, Sha Tang felt an extremely heavy weight pressing down on him, as if he was about to be squeezed into the floor, and a sense of suffocation followed.

He was protected in his arms like this, and it was impossible to imagine how Chen He would be hurt when he confronted the stone slab head-on.

"Okay, I need about an hour to pass, can you check the time?"

Probably because of being bound by Dr. Chen's status, the current Chen He speaks politely and modestly, without the slightest bit of beating in the small world.

Of course, the greater possibility is that he doesn't know that he is the "floating snow" in the small world.

I don't know why Sha Tang felt a little suffocated for no reason. He beat his chest lightly twice, probably because of the sequelae of being pressed by the stone slab.

The two agreed on a time to meet, and Chen He hung up the phone.

Sha Tang felt a little lost, why did this person hang up the phone so quickly, before he had time to tell his state through his voice...

Opposite the phone, Chen's villa——

"Boss, are you sure you want to go? You won't die on the way!!"

You Long wagged his tail exaggeratedly, wanting to express his inner passion.

Chen He just glanced at it lightly, and continued with his hand movements. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the big mirror, his hair was still dripping water.

Before Sha Tang woke up, he took a shower to wash off the dust on his body. Unlike Sha Tang's consciousness entering the small world, he entered with his body, and the existence of the small world would be reflected in his body.

He knew that Sha Tang would definitely ask for a meeting when he woke up. This person was always afraid of being in debt, and he would definitely not feel at ease if he didn't see his situation with his own eyes.

So he had to arrange everything before Sha Tang woke up, so that he could appear in front of him naturally.

Chen He handed the thing in his hand to You Long, signaling it not to talk so much nonsense, You Long curled his lips and thought: Although the little brother is good-looking, he can't give up his life!

It reluctantly took what his boss handed over. This is a prop. The function of "hidden pain" is similar to that of a band-aid. It has the effect of healing. It is unique in that it can completely hide the wound , like intact skin.

Chen He's upper body was bare, and there was a huge scratch on his back, like a canyon torn out by an earthquake. The flesh and blood turned out, revealing the white bones underneath.

The blood flowed down the wound like an ice-breaking brook, soaking Chen He's waistband, but his face remained normal, as if the injured person was not him.

When throwing Sha Tang down, You Long was summoned by him at the same time, and he tilted the top of the stone slab at the critical moment, and the other side of the stone slab fell to the ground first, offsetting the huge impact, but the stone slab was still too heavy. If it weren't for Chen He's body The quality is strong, I am afraid that it will be smashed in half directly.

There was black and blue around the wound, it looked so hideous, You Long didn't even dare to strike, feeling that if he exerted a little force, the boss would shatter like a stone man.

It is now a prototype, with two small paws grasping the "hidden pain", shaking like sifting chaff, almost appearing as a phantom.

"I'm in a hurry, if I can't, I'll let Huowa come." The man said, his fingers moved slightly, and small purple flames shot out from the man's fingertips, cluster after cluster, but the small flames burst out like a strong wind Scratched, also began to tremble violently.

"Boss, I, I, I... I can't do this job, I'm dizzy!!" said the first cluster of little flames.

"Boss, I'm afraid, this wound is too deep, I...I really can't do it!!"

"Boss, the third baby is about to be born, I can't be distracted and do other things!"

"Boss, I am the third baby, and I am about to give birth, so I can't help you!"

"Boss, that one, me, me, I, I didn't pay for my meal, so I have to go back and make up for it!"

Several clusters of flames shoved each other openly and secretly, none of them were willing to deal with the injury.

It's not that they don't want to heal their boss's wounds, it's really scary. Since they followed him, they haven't seen him suffer such an injury, and they panicked for a while.

Chen He was almost laughed out of anger, what the hell?

"Yes, or should I come?" A faint voice sounded, and all eyes were cast on it, with reverence and admiration for the warrior.

The talking flame is a bit small, and it flickers, as if it will go out at any time. If Sha Tang is here, you will find that the flame squatting in the corner looks very much like the wretched little flame squatting at the feet of the ax monster.

Chen He raised his eyebrows, and motioned to You Long to pass the "hidden pain" over, and You Long flew over with a whimper, as if he was being rescued, looking at Jiuwa as if he was looking at the savior.

Jiuwa is a well-known wild horse among the flames, with a deviant style of acting, bold and careless, low self-esteem and courage at the same time, and other things that the flames dare not do, it does it very smoothly.

It took over the "hidden pain" and floated unsteadily behind Chen He, holding up the large band-aid and gesticulating back and forth, as if evaluating how to stick it more beautifully.

This move scared the tool people present almost to pee.

"You, you, you, don't wobble, if you want to post it, just post it, I feel flustered seeing you wobbling like this!" You Long was the first to explode.

The other little flames also expressed their support for You Long, they were really afraid that the nine children would spoil the boss.

Jiuwa responded weakly, and then, under the eyes of all the tools, "slapped" the big band-aid on it. The force was not heavy, but it was definitely not light. After it was over, I was afraid that I didn't put it on. Steady, he rubbed his back and forth vigorously up and down a few times, then nodded in satisfaction and pushed it away.

All the tools: "..." Hiss, the phantom limb hurts seeing it.

Chen He: "..." It's still that Jiuwa, with the original recipe, the original taste.

There is no trace of "hidden pain" pasted on it, even if you touch it with your hands, there is no edge feeling, and the effect is exerted very quickly, almost at the moment of pasting it, Chen He immediately felt a little bit of coolness instantly clinging to the road. The wound, the flesh pulled close.

The pain came too suddenly and intensely, his facial muscles trembled unconsciously, the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly, Chen He exhaled slowly, suppressing the pain.

He changed his clothes again, wearing a white coat as usual, Little Flame, who had just "betrayed" his boss, scrambled to carry his medicine box, and handed over his hat and scarf.

You Long felt that he was in the wrong, so he slipped back into the tattoo and turned on the confinement mode.

Chen He smiled and squinted at the group of dog-legged Huoba, and finally said in a low voice, "Clean up this place."

The place he lived in has never left any traces, even if he returns in a while, especially the existence of blood and hair.

Little Huomiao nodded earnestly, sent the person to the door, and then turned around to clean up. They worked together in a division of labor. Some were responsible for dealing with the blood stains, and burned all the things that were stuck with Chen He's blood. Never let go.

"Then young master, you should rest first. When Dr. Chen arrives, I will bring him here." Aunt Lin twisted Shatang's quilt and walked out of the bedroom.

Seeing people leave, Sha Tang took out his phone and opened the Survivor app. The small world suddenly collapsed, probably because Jiao Jiao's mental world collapsed, but he wanted to know if there was any follow-up.

Sure enough, there are two new messages in the information column——

"Lucky Survivor, congratulations on completing the hidden mission—Twin Zhao Qingming, get mission props, Zhao Qingming's script, reward mission points +80, HP +20."

"Lucky survivors, congratulations to Zhao Qingming, the twin of the hidden mission, for achieving a perfect ending. You will be rewarded with +50 mission points. After clicking Confirm, the content of Zhao Qingming's script will be updated to the end of the world."

Sha Tang clicked the bright red confirmation, and the script in his hand flashed a white light, the black characters gradually melted into the white paper as if diluted, and then new black characters emerged.

"On September [-], [-] in the Southern Yuan Dynasty, Zhao Qingming, a well-known female singer, could not bear the attack of media and public opinion, and committed suicide at home. When she was found, the body of a man who looked like a dead body had been severely corrupted."

"His assistant and good friend Jiao Jiao learned the truth, held a grudge, fulfilled Zhao Qingming's last wish, and went crazy with the bosses or heirs of Chang, Wang, Liu, Zhao and many other companies after the final film was finished. In the end, he was tortured and hanged by Chang's guards, and his body was abandoned in the back mountain of Nanjiang."

"The next day, her boyfriend Yang Zhixu was found committing suicide by cutting his throat at home."

"Zhao Qingming's underground boyfriend, Li Nanda, submitted his resignation to the school and joined the Gongjin League, a non-governmental organization that resisted the class. Half a year after the class system was overthrown, he died of a sudden illness at the age of 73. He was praised by the media as No. 1 in advancing the progress of the times."

some corner of the world-

The faint broken light in the afternoon passed through the branches and leaves and fell on the bricks and tiles. The girl poked her head through the old wooden door. Her eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, like a deer in the forest, and her smile was like the sun shining through the dark clouds, bright and dazzling.

She was wearing a school uniform, and the swaying skirt showed the girl's slender and white legs from time to time. Her voice was beautiful, crisp and clean: "Jiao Jiao, Gillian, come out, come out, I'll tell you something fun."

Footsteps sounded in the room, and another girl ran out helplessly, while gesturing to her to keep her voice down. She had an ordinary appearance, but she had a head of black and beautiful hair, which was very long and curled up obviously. Son, the running time is like a turbulent sea wave, with a soft luster in the sun.

"My dad is sleeping, Ah Ming, please keep your voice down!"

The girl at the door stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and immediately became happy again, grabbing the hand of the curly-haired girl. Although her voice was very low, the excitement in her words could still be heard.

"A-Jiao, let me tell you, I had a very funny dream. I dreamed that I was valued by a big director for filming because of a group of photos, and then I became very popular..."

Speaking of this, the girl paused, as if she wanted to find a suitable adjective, and the girl named Gillian tentatively said, "It's popular all over the world?"

The girl smiled and clapped her hands, and said repeatedly: "Not only that, but also more popular, I also cooperate with that actor Chen, you know, God, it's like real, actor Chen is really handsome!"

As if infected by the girl's happiness, Gillian laughed, and she gently took out the girl's hair that was stuffed in the collar because she was busy going out.

"Aren't you going to take pictures today? If you sleep a little longer, the photo studio will be closed." The girl is about to graduate, and the school requires her to submit her ID photo to make a graduation certificate.

The girl was startled, then tilted her head and smiled and said, "Then we won't go to that house. There is also a house in the south of the city. I heard that the house can also take pictures of sisters. We can take pictures together. Wow, I'm looking forward to it!"

A ray of cool breeze lifted the girl's hair, and the petals swirled and fell in the late spring. The two girls were holding hands, laughing and playing, and with longing for the future, they drifted away. This scene was drawn by a student of the Academy of Fine Arts named Yang Zhixu as his graduation work.

The friend next to him smiled and elbowed him, and joked, "Did you fall in love with my school girl?"

There was a blush on Yang Zhixu's face, and he said embarrassingly: "No, no, Nanda, don't talk nonsense, it will give girls a bad reputation."

Li Nanda's laughter became more public: "Let me tell you first, I also like Zhao Qingming, although you are my good friend, but I will not give in on this matter."

Yang Zhixu blushed, he waved his hands at a loss and said no, but his eyes were always looking at the girl with curly hair and a hearty smile in the painting, intentionally or not.

It is a very good life to meet in the April day of the world when all the flowers are gone...

The author has something to say:

This is the ending arranged for Zhao Qingming

As for Jiao Jiao, this is probably the inner world of a girl with a collapsed house~

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