When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yu hadn't reacted yet, but he couldn't help retching.

The strong smell of blood in the bathroom penetrated through every pore of his skin, and its power was stronger than those mummified corpses seen in Xiaoling County.

Pushing himself and others, looking at Fu Yu who was sitting on the ground with wet clothes, he bent down and hugged him directly.

Bailu's apartment is not too big compared to Ji Chen's home, but it can be seen that it has been well designed.

Whether it's the furnishings or the furniture, they are all in warm colors, and people feel warm and cozy when they sit in it.

But the incandescent lamp above the head was so bright that it was so pale that it seemed to reflect light on the wall.

An'an put the person outside in the living room, and Xiao Lin hurried back to close the bathroom door, intending to block the smell from the source.

But there was nothing they could do about the blood stains on their bodies, and the bright red color still pulled their nerves.

After all, I still remember that Fu Yu is only a child now, and after closing the door, Xiao Lin hurriedly sat beside him and continued talking to him.

"Master Fu, don't worry, Bai Lu has been sent to the hospital by Brother Shen, he will be fine."

He said this with a guilty conscience, but his tone was extremely firm.

"Master Fu, can you hear me? Can you answer me?"

"Master Fu..."

Xiao Lin grabbed Fu Yu's arm and babbled for a long time. At first, he tried to get Fu Yu to return to him, but later he became self-defeating and unilaterally talking to himself.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Lin followed Ji Chen from the very beginning of his career, and when Ji Chen became popular, he received countless stares, so he knew how difficult it is to work hard in the entertainment industry.

There are many small artists who are not famous and cannot afford to support themselves, and there are many who work hard but fail to get rewards, and there are many who are attacked by gossip and cannot get up. It can even be said that there is no shortage of depression in this circle.

The comments from netizens, the intrigues of peers, the hypocrisy and deceitfulness of investors, even the slightest bit of stubbornness can easily fail to get out.

Every year, people here commit suicide due to various pressures, but Ji Chen's social circle is not large, and those people and things are at most embarrassing gossip in his eyes.

But he never thought that this incident would happen to Bai Lu one day.

Sometimes he was really curious before, why the cheerful and heartless young man in front of the people lived in the mossy abyss where the sun didn't shine.

He knew that this had absolutely nothing to do with the persona, that person was like that when he got along with them in private.

It was because I couldn't figure it out that I panicked.

Not pity, not pity, but an inexplicable emotion.

By the time the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Bai Lu's physical characteristics were already very weak.

Ji Chen was busy going through the formalities, and the agent Bailu rushed over after receiving the notification.

The clothes of the visitor were not very neat, and it seemed that he got up from the bed in a hurry.

Originally, he had already fallen asleep, and when he received the call, he thought it was someone's prank, but it was Ji Chen who called him.

Before he had time to tidy himself up, he put on his clothes and grabbed his phone and came.

Let's not say that Bai Lu is their company's cash cow, just talk about the friendship in the past few years, he really likes that child.

Ever since Bai Lu started taking medicine, he knew that he was depressed, but he didn't expect it to be this serious.

The door of the operating room was still tightly closed. After handing over the matter, Ji Chen didn't dare to stay, so he took a taxi and hurried back.

He doesn't know medicine, but looking at Bai Lu's blood loss and the appearance of the medical staff in the car, he knows that Bai Lu probably won't make it through.

He could see clearly the wound on Bai Lu's wrist, there was only one wound, but he killed it...

For some reason, Ji Chen thought of the thing that Bai Lu told him with bright eyes two months ago that there was going to be a concert soon.

Ji Chen could really see joy in his eyes, but now there is still a month before the concert, and the protagonist is gone.

Compared with his family, perhaps the group of fans who are happily waiting for his next appearance are more saddened by his death.

Ji Chen hurried back to Bailu Apartment, Fu Yu's state was already very bad, he excluded everyone from his world, sat on the sofa with his shoulders hunched and said nothing.

"It's been like this since we got here," Kobayashi said.

Ji Chen asked him to look at him, but there was no expression in those eyes.

Guessing that he was frightened, looking at the blood stains under him and the blood spots dripping in the living room, Ji Chen picked up Fu Yu and pressed his head into his arms.

"Xiao Lin, go to the hospital and take a look. I'll take him back first and call him if there's anything to do."

After speaking, he hugged the person and walked out.

Kobayashi quickly followed.

Listening to the beeping of the machine beside my ears, and watching the doctors in green coats rushing around.

Where no one was paying attention, Xiaobao stood at the corner of the operating room, fingering non-stop, and chanting the spell to summon the soul.

Bai Lu's soul disappeared.

Because it is not a living thing, he has seen it from the beginning, Bai Lu's family does not have his soul, and neither does his body, which obviously has not completely expired.

This situation is a bit strange.

There is no doubt that Bai Lu committed suicide, but how could his soul leave his body so quickly?

Huang Lina's situation is an exception, how can there be another one?

No no no.

Xiaobao shook his head vigorously, shrunk himself down a bit, ran to the bed and climbed up the sheets.

He couldn't quite understand what these people were doing. He didn't know whether they were stitching up the wound or connecting the nerve thread. Anyway, the blood bag on the other side was constantly transfusing blood into his body.

Relying on his small size, Xiaobao kept shrinking in the blind spot of those people's sight, moving a little bit towards Bailu's wrist.

As soon as he moved over, a sharp "beep -" sounded from the machine next to him.

He was startled, and stretched his head to look over. On a machine next to him, the beating curve became straight.

And at this moment, the little paper man, who had been in a daze, finally sensed something was wrong.

There was something wrong with Bailu's wound.

He had smelled that smell before, it wasn't familiar but it wasn't strange either, it was the smell of the piece of ancient jade that Bai Lu smashed.

After Bai Lu broke it, he picked it up again, but some crumbs splashed under his bed and he picked it up later.

Xiaobao understood, and Bai Lu must have cut his wrist with that thing.

For a moment he didn't know what to feel in his heart.

That thing has been around for a long time, and there will always be some unknown functions.

Bai Lu used it to commit suicide, and he didn't know whether it was because the ancient jade absorbed and refined his soul, or Bai Lu could use it to reincarnate faster.

The gradually softening bodies of the people around after hearing the sound made Xiaobao understand something.

Seeing the doctor who was still holding the suture needles stitching up Bai Lu's wound one by one, he took advantage of the moment when those people were covered with a white cloth, he quickly hooked Bai Lu's fingers and said goodbye to him.

After Xu Yueniang, I lost another good friend.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.