Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

Hearing this, Lu Qi looked at Song Xiu in surprise, couldn't help moving his eyes to the door, and then said, "Are you sure? Now that your misunderstanding has been cleared up, why can't you be together?"

Song Xiu smiled and asked curiously, "Before, it was said on the Internet that you and I were hyping up CP, and I abandoned He Zong because of you. Why didn't you see me and He Zong in such a hurry to match me up? Why are you suddenly so active now?"

The cold sweat on Lu Qi's forehead was about to fall, he smiled stiffly, and said, "Isn't this...youth and ignorance?"

Song Xiu: ...

Damn young and ignorant.

Song Xiu discovered that Lu Qi was good at talking nonsense when he saw people, and talking nonsense when he saw ghosts.

He Zong leaned against the door, and when he heard Song Xiu say, "One is different and two are lenient, each is happy", he felt a sudden pain in his heart. He had never regretted it like this before. If he had believed in Song Xiu again, he would not be happy now. Will it be another ending?

【666: Host, one percent, keep working hard】

[Song Xiu: ... I don't know where the source is, how to eliminate this one percent? 】

After much deliberation, Song Xiu could only take a gamble. If he wins, he will end the mission and go to the next world smoothly... If he loses, he will have to back off and start over.

Lu Qi persuaded Song Xiu to no avail, and almost got himself involved, he said, "Can't you really turn back?"

"I can't." Song Xiu was too aware of his physical condition, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter anymore."

Song Xiu has been hospitalized for so many days, and the outside world has already turned upside down. He Zong's report of his mother has already made headlines in hot searches. Some scolded him for being unfilial, while others said he was just telling the truth. Search, became the endorsement of "blue face disaster water".

He's mother was taken away by the police, and he was judged to be mentally ill, and He Zong's reputation was discredited. His reputation plummeted, and even his biological father, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, heard about it.

"For a man, you sent your mother to prison, and she was judged to be mentally ill, so you're happy?" Father He sat in front of He Zong and said, "Is it necessary to do this?"

He Zong was silent for a while, and then said word by word, "You won't understand."

He's mother had already attempted murder on purpose, not to mention, when she gave birth to He Zong, how did she ever give He Zong any maternal love?What she brought to He Zong was only endless fear, and the despair that seemed to be hanging on a steel wire, with the abyss beneath her feet.

Hearing this, Father He sighed, and said, "Just make your own decision."

He rarely saw He Zong, let alone any father-son relationship.

When Song Xiu was recuperating from his injuries, He Zong didn't take any scenes. Ah Kun saw it and was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only persuade He Zongdao occasionally, "Brother He, it's very important to update the entertainment industry." Hurry up, if you don't keep the topic, it will be easy to be replaced."

Holding the warm porridge, He Zong turned his eyes to look at A Kun, and said, "Hot? Speaking of it, I haven't been on Hot Search for a while."

Hearing this, Ah Kun immediately said happily, "Yes, if there is no more topic, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome."

He Zong nodded, took out his phone and opened Weibo, edited a Weibo and sent it out.

Akun had a bad intuition and said, "Brother He, what did you post?"

He immediately lowered his head and flipped through He Zong's Weibo. When he saw the latest one, his eyes suddenly went dark, his chest tight and short of breath, and he said, "Brother He... are you serious?"

"Have I ever joked?" He Zong lowered his eyes and looked at his Weibo, which read: To others, I have a clear conscience. If I owe it to Song Xiu, I only owe it to Song Xiu. I love him.

And under this Weibo, there is a picture of He Zong being abused when he was young. On it, the scarred child looked at the camera blankly, and he would not cry for a long time.

There are also pictures of Song Xiu being injured.

This Weibo seems to explain everything. The Weibo is like an explosion. He Zong's Weibo is so fast that it overwhelms the news of "Breakup, Marriage, Love, Divorce..." from various celebrities, and directly rushes to the No. .1, the topic degree is still growing.

This is He Yingdi's strength. In terms of traffic, who would dare to compare with him?

Ah Kun looked at the constantly refreshing comments and the extremely terrifying topicality. He took back what he said before, the actor is still the actor, no matter how other stars act as monsters, as long as He Zong is willing, he can directly be ranked first on the hot search list , which is unmatched by anyone.

Song Xiu has been in the hospital for more than a month, and he is getting better. This month, he has been getting news about He's mother from 666. If he guessed correctly, the last percentage point should be on He's mother. .

"Song Xiu, the crew of "The Prosperity of the Tang Dynasty" invited you again. They said that there is still a shot missing at the end, and they will make up for it." Xiao Tao looked at Song Xiu cautiously, and said, "It was filmed with King He .”

"Let's shoot." Song Xiu chose to go through the discharge procedures today. Xiao Tao looked at the calendar and couldn't help frowning, and said, "Why don't you leave the hospital tomorrow? I heard it's going to rain this afternoon."

"This scene is a scene in the rain, isn't it?" Song Xiu had read the script.

"Indeed, but the director team said that when filming in the rain, you can use a stand-in." Song Xiu has just been discharged from the hospital, and the wound has not fully healed. If he gets a fever in the rain again, or if the wound is infected, then it is not a joke. of.

Song Xiu didn't speak, but just laughed. He lost a lot of weight these days, and he looked more handsome. He was wearing a white shirt, and he looked clean and fresh. The outside media got the news that Song Xiu was discharged from the hospital, and gathered around It's a pity that he left through the back door openly.

He Zong was waiting for him in the crew. When he called Song Xiu this morning, Song Xiu actually picked up his phone and said, "Let's say goodbye today. With this drama, we won't have much interaction in the future. .”

"Brother He, your girdle is a little crooked." The costumer came over and straightened He Zong's girdle. He immediately brought gauze and pressed the wound on his palm.

He Zong didn't feel any pain from the wound, but he felt uneasy, even anxious, as if something bad was about to happen.

The costumer was taken aback, and immediately came over to apologize, and said, "I'm sorry Brother He, I didn't notice that the jewelry here is broken, where did you hurt?"

The wound was not deep, but it was still bleeding.

"It's okay..." He Zong waved his hand and said, "Just wash it with water."

When Song Xiu came, the production crew had already been arranged. Seeing his car coming, He Zong stood up immediately, as if he wanted to go this way, but hesitated for a moment, and stood where he was, but kept looking this way .

"This is the last scene, because it's a memory kill, so the scene won't be too long... The main thing is that He Zong Diao Weiya jumped down from the mountain over there, and then he and Song Xiuhui on the ground, Song Xiu then directly threw a small wine jar to him, so cool and happy." The director couldn't help but look at He Zong as he spoke, as if he was afraid that he would be dissatisfied with the arrangement, seeing that He Zong didn't say anything, the director felt relieved tone.

"Let me hang on to Wia. According to the character design of the plot, the flying down from the mountain stream should only be done by my character?" Song Xiu laughed and said, "Since it is the last scene, Then make it a perfect ending."

This sentence sounded so unlucky, He Zong couldn't help frowning.

Just as Song Xiu said, this should indeed be his role, but He Zong was afraid that he had just been discharged from the hospital and could not hang on to Wia, which would be bad for the wound, so he asked the screenwriter to change the plot.

He Zong paused, but he didn't refute Song Xiu's words. Seeing that He Zong didn't speak, the director was naturally very happy, and said, "Okay, okay, then act like this!"

[Song Xiu: I remember a plot where He Zong's wire equipment had a problem, right? 】

[666: Yes. 】

[Song Xiu: If I help him escape this plot now, what will happen? 】

[666: You can only help him escape once, but not all of them. That is to say, as long as this plot is not finished, there will be potential threats next time, until the plot is completed. 】

That is to say, even if there is no problem with the Wia this time, there may be a problem next time, and the next time, it may not even be the Wia equipment, but other safety hazards, which are hard to guard against.

【Song Xiu: It feels a little painful when I fall. 】

【666: It’s okay, I’ve enabled the pain-blocking function for you. 】

Song Xiu stood on the mountain stream, and after the director said "start shooting", he jumped down. He was dressed in white and jade, and he was handsome.

[666: 3...2...]

Before he could say anything, the Wia suddenly trembled. Song Xiu immediately wanted to stabilize his figure, but He Zong's face suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly, wanting to run beside Song Xiu, but the Wia The rope made a "click" and broke completely.

He fell straight from above and fell heavily to the ground.

The blood in He Zong's whole body seemed to rush into his brain in an instant, his body was icy cold, he almost knelt down in front of Song Xiu, just a little bit, just a little bit, he could catch Song Xiu's, even if it was broken So what if you lose your arm?So what if he was seriously injured?

But...he failed to catch it, and watched Song Xiu fall from the high wire.

Blood gushed out from under Song Xiu's body, staining a large area of ​​land red. The director and the others were shocked, and the production crew suddenly became chaotic. Someone immediately called the police, and someone called 120.

He Zong didn't dare to touch Song Xiu. He didn't know where Song Xiu was hurt. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to shout at the others, "Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!"

"He Zong..." Song Xiu opened his mouth, and blood gushed out instantly. The mouthful of blood almost choked him. He Zong hurriedly raised his head slightly. Song Xiu lowered his eyes, and his face was stained a lot. Blood stains, he paled, smiled, and said, "Hold me...I'm cold."

His body trembled a little, He Zong held him in his arms carefully, as if he was protecting a rare treasure.

"Song Xiu, hang on, you're fine...you'll be fine..." He Zong's voice trembled slightly, he reached out his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of Song Xiu's lips, but he wiped it off for a while. As if the blood would never end, gushing out, hot blood sprayed on He Zong's chest, and he felt extremely painful when it was so hot.

"I can't hold it anymore..." Song Xiu laughed, he could feel his life passing by so fast, his eyes were already darkened, and he could hardly see He Zong's appearance clearly, he tried his best to make his voice clearer At one point, he said, "Fortunately it's not you."

If Wia let He Zong go on board this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

His white robe was soaked in blood, he was breathing fast, he was almost speechless, He Zong gritted his teeth and said, "You're fine! You'll be fine, Song Xiu, you promise me, you'll stay with me, you're fine .”

"I want... to accompany you, but... I can't." Song Xiu's chest was in severe pain, and he gasped, trembling with pain, he said, "There is a sentence that I haven't been able to tell you... ..."

"I don't want to hear it, wait for you to tell me, okay?"

"This is the last time, He Zong..." Song Xiu snorted, he gritted his teeth, and waited for this round of pain to numb before he looked at He Zong seriously, and said word by word, "I love you, from before to now, never changed."

He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch He Zong, but there was darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

"Song Xiu...can't!"

[666: Host, He Zong's hatred value has been reduced to 0, the task is completed. 】

【Song Xiu: Okay. 】

He Zong wanted to hold Song Xiu's hand, but they almost touched it, but Song Xiu's hand fell weakly, and the blood soaked the ground under him into dark red.

"No...don't!!" He Zong's voice was so hoarse that he seemed to want to yell, but he couldn't speak. He hugged Song Xiu tightly in his arms and repeated, "No ...can't...I beg you..."

Song Xiu's eyes were already closed, and he was lying in He Zong's arms, as if he was in a deep sleep.

But the chest no longer rises and falls.

The ambulance came, but it was of no avail until Song Xiu got into the ambulance, and He Zong followed. He held Song Xiu's hand tightly, and refused to let go.

A white cloth covered Song Xiu's face, He Zong didn't let anyone push him into the morgue, but took him out of here.

On the first day after Song Xiu's death, He Zong took him home, and they held a wedding ceremony, with only two people and two rings;

On the second day after Song Xiu's death, the trending topic list was unprecedentedly high. The reason was that after Song Xiu's death, He Zong posted such a Weibo: My lover Song Xiu and I got married today.

On the seventh day after Song Xiu's death, the previous variety show was released, and everyone saw his gentleness and humor. Liu Rumei even said at the end of the show, "That day, he was seriously injured, but he didn't say a word. Climbing the mountain with my back, and comforting me not to be afraid..."

Song Xiu's fans poured in a large number of fans.

In the first month after Song Xiu's death, "The Prosperity of the Tang Dynasty" was released. The memory killing in the show made people cry, and the screen was dim yellow. He Zong pressed Song Xiu next to the tree, and whispered in his ear Whispered, "Then let's try together?"

In the end, Song Xiu fell into the water and never got up again.

The fans were crying uncontrollably, the barrage had already been maxed out, and the topic of "Song Xiu, we were wrong, come back, we love you" remained high, but those who had already left would never come back no matter what.

【666: Host, what is the last one percent of hatred? 】

[Song Xiu: It is at the price of life, pure love. 】

[666: Do you want to open the next world immediately? 】

[Song Xiu: Turn it on... I hope this world can be more friendly to me. 】

[666: Impossible. 】

"Wang Dong of the Juheng Group, I heard that he is crazy. He kept yelling that he was haunted when he woke up in the hospital. No one knew what happened." Someone said.

"That's right, didn't their family invite the Song family? I heard that the Song family's feng shui and mystical skills are excellent, so I don't know who their family invited?"

As soon as this person finished speaking, someone beside him lowered his voice and said, "I heard it's the young master of the Song family, Song Xiu. Although this person is also a member of the Song family, he has crooked ways and strange spells... I didn't expect that the Wang family would dare to invite him, it's really desperate."

Song Xiu was sitting on the chair, seeing the intense discussion among the people in front of him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly. Everyone knows that Song Xiu, the eldest son of the Song family, wandered away since he was a child, and was found when he was an adult. He is full of weird spells, and his behavior is not righteous, but very few people have seen his true face.

For example, the rumored young master was sitting in front of these people, but no one could recognize him.

"Song Xiu, you have the same name and surname as that young master, but your destiny is completely different." One person looked at Song Xiu sitting on the table with a blink of an eye, and said with a smile, "He is the young master of the Song family, but you borrowed the nameless , I still have to rely on Gu Yang, why is the gap between this person so big?"

Even if the reputation of the young master of the Song family is notoriety, it is still a reputation anyway.

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