Xie Yun Vatican leaned in and kissed him, and lost some blood in his lips. The cool leaves gently pushed him away. He didn’t quarrel with him. He didn’t even look at him. This was a refusal. Xie Yun Vatican leaned in and kissed him deeper. The cool leaves frowned and pushed him away. His hands were tightly grasped and more tightly kissed to pull him out of memory.
Xie Yun brahman saw his angry eyes flashing with pride in phoenix’s eyes, but he just needed a small sample to play with me. It’s still tender.
If you want to leave the leaves cool and ignore people, Xie Yun Vatican will gather together to kiss the leaves cool and open Nai with a sigh and dare not look like a dead fish in front of Xie Yun Vatican.
However, this matter is not that simple. As soon as Lin Shen arrived at the hotel where the new crew was staying, a group of men in black found a door to put a bottle of sleeping pills in front of Lin Shen’s cabinet.
Lin Shen looked at the front of seven men in black and took a deep breath. He immediately made a fist and rushed forward to beat a man down. He tried to make a dash for the door and just opened the door and his legs were attacked. The whole life was kneeling on the ground. Lin Shen immediately shouted "Help!"
These men in black are very arrogant, and they are not afraid of being discovered by others. After making the forest deep, one person grabbed his hair, opened the sleeping pills cover and poured sleeping pills into his mouth. Lin Shen struggled desperately, and the sleeping pills were dumped all over the floor. Two people firmly stopped his head.
Lin Shen broke free from the shackles of five tough guys with great strength. When he opened the door, he found someone holding a cold black gun against his head and glimpsed that his agent was slowly sinking with a gun against his heart.
An hour later, Lin Shen felt uncomfortable with his stomach. The black dress person looked at him with eyes on his bedside. The phone rang. Tears came from his mother. The black dress person picked up the phone and threatened him, "Remember not to say anything."
Lin Shen nodded bitterly and turned on the last sentence. His mother’s kind voice made Lin Shen’s heart more sour and tears could not be controlled. Lin mother heard her son crying and asked, "What’s the matter?"
Lin took a deep sniffle and said, "Mom just misses you."
"Silly boy, what are you thinking?"
"Mom, do you remember my bank card number and password?"
"Remember how to ask this question suddenly"
"If you have nothing to do, just ask, just remember. I’m not around after mom. You must take good care of yourself. Remember to eat and take medicine on time. When it’s cold, add more clothes. When it’s hot, don’t be reluctant to turn it on. If you can’t find any problems with me after you, go to my favorite person and treat him as your other son." Lin Shen said that tears flowed again here, and some men in black bowed their heads slightly when they heard his words.
"Are you worried that mom doesn’t like him? I have contacted him. He is a very kind child, but their husband and wife are very good. It doesn’t matter if you like him, but we can’t be bad people."
"Well, I know mom, I won’t be a bad guy and make you lose face." Lin Shen felt that she had failed her mother’s expectations at this moment, but she didn’t even have a chance to atone later.
"Mom, I love you and I’m proud of you." Lin Shen suddenly cried and said, "Mother Lin couldn’t help crying and laughing when she heard this sentence." Your mother is also very happy to have you. "
"Mom, I won’t talk about it. I’ll call you every time. Remember to take good care of yourself when I’m not here, or I’ll be unhappy." Lin Shen felt a sense of sleepiness rising in his body and dared not say anything more. He turned to look at the black dress person and begged, "Can you write me a legacy?"
The man in black silently handed him a pen and paper. Lin Shen thought of the painful and unhappy face and bent his head to write at once. He wanted to finish his last speech, but deep drowsiness dragged him into the abyss of hell. Lin Shen bit his tongue heavily and wrote at the back to speed up. He should be conscious and relax his eyelids a little, but he couldn’t help but close himself. Just after Lin Shen sank into a comfortable dream, there was a voice shouting, "You haven’t finished writing the letter, open your eyes."
Eyelids are getting weaker than heavy hands, and hands seem to have turned into cotton forests. Eyes open a thin seam and finally focus on writing I love you. Before the other half of your words are finished, you sink into a deep sleep and never wake up.
On this night, Ye Liangkai was lying in bed and accidentally had a nightmare that was not Liu Shiying’s car accident. The protagonist was Lin Shen. He said to him with a shy smile, "I really can’t let you die."
Ye Liangkai didn’t know why he wanted to cry when he looked at his clever face, so he came over and kissed him. Somehow he got up and had sex. It was a kind of moth to put out the fire and despair. ingshi wanted to leave a deep mark on his heart with every impact.
The next morning, Ye Liangkai opened his eyes and couldn’t remember the dream last night. I vaguely remembered that someone in the dream seemed to have told him something, and the dream was very sad.
There was a light rain last night, and when you woke up early, whether it was dry or not, when you passed the trees, a drop of water would cling to your neck, and people would forget it if they reached out and brushed it gently.
Chapter one hundred and twelve Suicide
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"You’re the dead, aren’t you? The dead Lin Shen committed suicide and swallowed more than 50 sleeping pills. The cause of death was excessive pressure." The police comrades dressed in clothes routinely reported to the white-haired man to send the black-haired woman.
When Lin Ma heard his words, she immediately got up from Lin Shen’s cold corpse and grabbed the policeman’s arm angrily and cried, "My son can’t commit suicide. Now his career is turning to a drama. The day before yesterday, he said that he would take me to play when the drama was finished."
"Aunt, just accept the fact. We have all asked his agent, director and other workers. Their testimonies all say that it is normal for Lin Shen to commit suicide because of work pressure or emotional pressure after joining the group." The police vigorously grasped the old arm tightly.
"You blather that my son is so filial that he won’t leave me alone. The police comrades beg you to check the truth again. This must not be the case." Lin Ma clung to the police’s arm like a drowning man grasping the last floating straw.
"Aunt, don’t be unreasonable. If you catch me again, I’ll put you in jail for harassment," said Lin Ma, a stubborn policeman who threatened.
When Lin Ma saw that the police couldn’t make sense, she immediately took Chen Fei, the agent next to her, and said, "Ah Fei, you kiss Shen Er. You told this policeman that it was impossible for him to commit suicide." She said to Chen Fei, Lin Ma’s weather-beaten face, "Aunt Lin Shen really committed suicide. Please accept it."
"Aunt, this is your son’s legacy." The policeman handed a legacy to Lin Ma and called his brother to leave.
"Comrade police, don’t go, comrade police. You haven’t cleared my son yet." Lin Ma took the legacy and immediately chased it out but touched a nose of car exhaust
"Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo … my son can’t commit suicide. You’re all talking nonsense." Lin Ma squatted on the ground and cried. At this moment, a young girl came over with sympathy in her eyes and said, "Actually, she came over last night." Before she finished speaking, a boy quickly ran over to cover her mouth and pulled her away.
"Girl, don’t go, girl." Lin Ma felt that the atmosphere of the crew was very strange. Everyone seemed to be keeping a secret about something, but no one would say that at this moment, Chen Fei, the agent, came over and stuffed 3 thousand in Lin Ma’s hand and said sadly, "Auntie, I know you are sad that Lin Shen died, but you must hold on."
After Chen Fei finished this sentence, he wanted to leave. As soon as Lin Ma grabbed his sleeve, Chen Fei ran away like a cat and mouse. Lin Ma wanted him to read a letter because he couldn’t read.
It seems that at this moment, it is frozen in this second, and the leaves are covered with ice flowers. When you look at the leafy tree not far from the window with your back to the door quietly, it is still for it, and human life seems so short in front of a century-old tree.
Ye Liangkai has been thinking about what life is recently. Some people think it’s wonderful, even if they die in one second. Some people want to live in peace. Some people are eager for passion but can’t afford the consequences of passion. These three kinds of people, Ye Liangkai, consider himself the third kind. His heart yearns for something extraordinary, but he can’t bear those exciting things.
Poetry warbler, when she’s gone, those who feel the excitement of life seem to be silent. My heart is always not interested in things, and I want to escape from the people around me, and I don’t want to pay attention to it. I’ll live like that for a generation and never be disturbed.
The phone rang, the leaves were cool, the mind was withdrawn, the wheelchair rolled to the bedside table and picked up the face. It was her mother who came by the phone, and she must be worried again, but she really couldn’t play the costume.
"mom"
"Are you okay with your friend?" The woman closest to you answered calmly, "I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about having a good rest these days."
"Small open Lin Shen’s mother wants to talk to you for a few words." How could Lin Shen’s mother find him? She was slightly surprised, but Ma Diandian promised to say "yes."
Soon there came a woman’s voice in Mandarin with a dialect, and she said "Hello" in poor standard Mandarin.
"Auntie, what can I do for you?" Ye Liangkai’s tone was very gentle, and he admired this strong woman in his heart.
"Cool me, deep son, he’s gone. He likes you the most. Come and see him off for the last trip." Ye Liang was surprised that Lin Shen went to film and asked him to send a disabled person to see someone off.
"Please, thank you, thank you." The woman’s attitude of gratitude made Ye Liangkai feel too unbearable and some nai in her heart.
I always felt too small in my heart until I saw the altar with a black-and-white photo of Lin Shen. When I saw the urn, I froze and turned to look at my eyes. Lin Ma had already cried and swollen. She couldn’t react, but she felt a great sense of guilt in her heart. It was difficult to breathe.