dhibooks Chapter 38 Chapter 38
Chapter 38 Chapter 38
"Lulu, he shouldn't die, right? There is an air cushion underneath, and it's not high, only five or six meters. He won't die, he won't die..." Liang Tong's fingers began to tremble, and there was a bang. The phone dropped to the floor.
Tian Lu didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, because she didn't know who the "should not die" person Liang Tong said was.
"Quick, Lulu, call that person back, I want to know what's going on, quick!"
Tian Lu urgently called Liang Tong back when he was in a state of near collapse.
It was the reporter who followed Muyue Shan to take photos randomly. The young man was named Wang Mingzhe. He graduated last year and had been working for more than a year.
He has a lot of cleverness, a lively brain, and top-notch physical fitness. It is common for him to stay up late and keep an eye on him. He spends almost two-thirds of his time on it every month.
Wang Mingzhe was lucky because he only had a junior college diploma in his hand, and he didn't devote his mind to studying when he was a child.But radish and green vegetables have their own preferences. Wang Mingzhe likes to follow behind the stars to find material. He doesn't want to pursue it. A bigger part of the reason is that he is interested and he can't sit still.
He couldn't stay idle, and he also had a loyal little follower, a little girl who had just graduated, named Yin Yi, and Wang Mingzhe usually taught him Xiao Yi.
"Brother, why is the boss asking us to go back in such a hurry?" Xiaoyi was fidgeting and twisting her body, and kept asking Wang Mingzhe: "We have exposed Liang Tonghe's matter before, this time it is not about Settle accounts with us after autumn?"
"Forget you big-headed ghost, can you wait until this time to settle accounts?" Wang Mingzhe slapped Xiaoyi on the back of the head.
"Brother, don't hit me on the head all the time. What should I do if I'm stupid?" Xiaoyi curled her lips in grievance, touched the back of her head that hurt a little, and then said, "I'm still in a state of turmoil in my heart, and I always feel that I won't do it this time." What a good thing."
"I don't know if it's a good thing or not. Anyway, I just have to do something." Although Wang Mingzhe's working hours are not too long, he is well-known in the circle.And this time, it was Tian Lu who called him personally, bypassing his immediate boss, and directly dispatching him here, which must be very important.
It was completely dark, and Wang Mingzhe got off the plane. There were quite a few people in the airport, most of them were going home for the New Year, and everyone's faces were filled with the joy of seeing their family members soon.
However, some people far away in another city are full of sadness.
"How did he die..." Zhao Nan looked at the latest report in disbelief, as if he didn't want to believe it, and checked every word carefully until Liu Biao remembered it with a voice full of presence.
"Don't look, you are dead!" Liu Biao took the phone from Zhao Nan's hand and threw it to Qin Feng.
"Well... Nan Nan, don't be sad, Di Hao's death has nothing to do with you." Mu Yueshan comforted Zhao Nan when he saw that Zhao Nan was not in the right mood.
"Yes, Nan Nan, you should have understood just now. The sky bridge that Di Hao jumped was not high, and there was an air cushion under it. He didn't fall to his death. The cause of his death was a ruptured carotid artery and he died of blood loss. More. That is to say, he drew a knife and killed himself the moment he jumped off. A person who can stab his own carotid artery must have the determination to die. He committed suicide, not homicide.” Qin Feng half squatted on the sofa Standing in front of Zhao Nan on the bed, holding Zhao Nan's drooping head and looking at him: "Nan Nan, promise me, don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes."
"I, I'm not sad, I understand that he committed suicide... I just don't understand why he did this?" Zhao Nan said softly.
Di Hao did something wrong, got the punishment he deserved, and could no longer gain a foothold in the entertainment industry.What if, what if Di Hao chose to end his life because he couldn't accept the huge gap caused by the sudden defeat...
"Don't think about it, my sister is already sending someone to investigate. Anyway, I don't think a person like Di Hao will commit suicide just because he can't hang out in the entertainment industry. The money he has earned these years is enough for him to live comfortably in a lifetime. Now, what is there to be dissatisfied with?!" Mu Yueshan snorted twice on Zhao Nan's head, and then patted hard: "Okay, don't think about these unpleasant things, let's go out and play, we will be separated tomorrow, We can play together tonight..."
Zhao Nan didn't like to refute Mu Yueshan's kindness, and Qin Feng also stood beside him and extended his hand to him. He bit his lip and gave Qin Feng his hand.
The vast majority of people have returned home for the New Year, and there are some gaps in the streets, but they are filled with the laughter of Koshisugi, so it doesn't look very bleak.
After being absent-minded all night, Zhao Nan went back to the room and was so distracted that he washed up and went back to the bedroom early.He lay on the bed tossing and turning, the report on Di Hao's death echoed word by word in his mind, haunting him.
Half an hour later, in front of Qin Feng's bedroom door, Zhao Nan, who was barefoot and hugging the quilt, was hesitant to knock on the door.
"Nan Nan, why are you here?" Before Zhao Nan could decide whether to knock on the door, the door in front of her suddenly opened, and Qin Feng's hazy voice rang in Zhao Nan's ear. "Why don't you wear shoes?" Qin Feng squatted down, covered Zhao Nan's cold instep with his hands for a while, and then changed the shoes on his feet for Zhao Nan.
"Brother Feng, I, can I sleep with you tonight?" Zhao Nan mustered up the courage to say this, but he was embarrassed to tell Qin Feng that he ran to him because he was afraid.
"Okay, you go in first, I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be back soon." Qin Feng supported Zhao Nan's arm with both hands and led him into the room, then turned on the headlights in the room, and took the baby in his arms. The quilt was spread on the bed, and then the door was opened to reveal a crack.
Zhao Nan didn't go directly to bed, but bent down to test the temperature on the bed.When Qin Feng came back, Zhao Nan was nestling in Qin Feng's blanket with his eyes wide open, wondering what he was thinking.
"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Qin Feng asked.
"Yes, yes." Zhao Nan put her hands on the edge of the quilt, and added: "Turn off that too."
Qin Feng turned off the night light, and the room was completely plunged into darkness. Zhao Nan stuffed his hands back under the bed.
The bed was very soft, Zhao Nan felt the bed beside him sink a little bit, and then there was the sound of the quilt being turned, and then Qin Feng's face appeared in his unclear line of sight.
"Can't sleep?"
Qin Feng was lying down and talking, his voice was not clearer than usual, with a bit of moistness, it brushed against Zhao Nan's eardrums, and then slowly diffused.
The familiar aroma of green tea lingered on the tip of Zhao Nan's nose. He closed his eyes and moved his body, getting closer to the source of the aroma.
Perhaps it was because in the darkness, Zhao Nan felt that Qin Feng couldn't see his blushing cheeks, clutching the corner of the quilt in his hands, his face was almost pressed into the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Xiaofeng, I'm afraid... "
"Nan Nan is good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Qin Feng stretched out a hand to grope in the dark and put it on Zhao Nan's side, patting it lightly: "It's all right, I'm here, go to sleep..."
Zhao Nan turned her body sideways to make the contact surface between Qin Feng's hands and her body bigger, wanting to feel the warmth brought by Qin Feng's warm palms more.
He was afraid, but what he was afraid of was not Di Hao's injustice taking his life.
Although Zhao Nan often made some small confusions, he was clear about major matters. Di Hao's death had nothing to do with him, and he knew it from the beginning to the end.
But he was still afraid, his hands and feet were so cold that he couldn't cover them, it was like being thrown into an ice hole for three or nine days, the bone-chilling moisture soaked into the bones, and even the frozen person couldn't move.
It felt like he was sitting in front of his boxwood desk with his legs and feet stiff, and he had spent the whole day drawing the picture that shocked his parents.It was equally cold, no matter what the outside weather was like, no matter how much heating was in the room, he was chilled and couldn't get warm.
"Brother Xiaofeng..." Zhao Nan rolled himself into a ball and softly called Qin Feng's name.
"Well, I'm here." Qin Feng responded, stopping the movements of his hands.
"Brother Xiaofeng..." Zhao Nan murmured, his voice lower than before.
"En." Qin Feng still responded, and moved his hand outside Zhao Nan's quilt by three points, reaching under Zhao Nan's quilt, and then he moved closer to Zhao Nan's side, slowly wrapping Zhao Nan around Hug: "I'm here, go to sleep."
The closer the body made Zhao Nan gradually feel the warmth, and finally fell asleep.
It was destined to be an extraordinary night. At the same time, in a high-end villa area in the city where Liang Tong lived, in one of the rooms, a warm yellow desk lamp was lit in the study room on the second floor.
Although it is a study room, the decoration is not rigid like an old pedant, but rather warm and playful.Song Mingxia was sitting in front of the clean and tidy desk, reading a letter in her hand.
The letter consisted of two pages, and it was placed in the most conspicuous place in the room. After receiving the email that seemed to be from Di Hao, Song Mingxia came here according to the prompt on the email.
Song Mingxia is no stranger to this villa. She handed over the key to Di Hao in the first place. At that time, Di Hao had just entered university, and this villa was Song Mingxia's gift for his further studies.
Di Hao's handwriting is as good-looking as his own. He has a little habit of stretching each stroke a little bit, so if he writes a long paragraph, and this text happens to have many strokes, it seems It will give people a feeling that the entire text is facing to the left, as if it is about to run away from the paper.
With just one glance, Song Mingxia recognized that it was written by Di Hao himself.
Picking up the letter, Song Mingxia only glanced down, and the tears burst like a bank, and she couldn't hold back anymore.
"Sister Mingxia, when you read this letter, I should have passed away. I left in a hurry, so I can only ask sister Mingxia to help me with my funeral.
The safe in the bedroom contains my financial savings over the years, and you can donate them all for me.Don't use my name, I'm afraid he won't agree, sister Mingxia, just donate in your name.If possible, I hope to donate as much as possible to the orphanage, so that they can have a better life, so that they can grow up in the orphanage without worrying about food and clothing, without having to wait all day long for a good family to adopt them.
Sister Mingxia, I saw you for the first time when I was ten years old, do you know how happy I am?At that time, I thought: Ah, that’s great, I will also have a mother in the future.It's funny, I found out later that I can only call you sister, but you are still my mother in my heart.
To be honest, my courage to end everything today is also because of your existence.When I think that after I die, there will be people who will remember me and not dislike me, I feel that the past twenty years of my life is not a waste of time.
I did a lot of wrong things, a lot of wrong things that I want to kill myself when I think about it.I'm sorry for them, they are all innocent.But the one I am most sorry for is you, sister Mingxia.
Sister Mingxia, please allow me, a dying person, to call you mother.
Mom, I was wrong...
If there is an afterlife, I will definitely listen to you, and I will never let myself fall in love with someone I shouldn't love.
He is not worth it, not worth my whole life to please without dignity, and I am afraid of losing him every minute and every second.
Ridiculous, but also sad.What am I to him? I'm worthless.