First life

The weather in City A in July and August is extremely hot and the sunlight shines through the green branches and leaves, which makes people feel a sense of unreasonable anxiety from the bottom of their hearts.

Shi Qingyue closed her eyes in the car to rest up her mind. Just after shooting a night scene, she hangs Wia for a few hours, and now she can finally go back to the hotel to rest. Xiao Zhang just put her clothes on her and handed over a cup of hot water. The carriage is a quake.

The broken glass splashed over, and Xiao Zhang subconsciously wanted to turn over to protect Shi Qingyue's face, but was blocked by an exceptionally strong hand.

Shi Qingyue stretched out her hand to protect her forehead.

The news that Qingyue had a car accident when the Red Flow Xiaohua rushed to the hot search within two hours.

In this year, her marketing was indeed too much. Black and red were also red. Heizi also scolded her for showing off. Maybe she just touched a little skin and bought hot searches. Later, someone released a few pictures of accident photos.

The picture is high-definition. The car was squashed and half of its body was scorched. Someone from the wreckage of the car window was rescued, and Shi Qingyue's face could be clearly seen.

There was a huge opening from his forehead to the corner of his eyes, dripping with blood, half of his head was covered with blood.

For a while, the whole world was discussing whether Shi Qingyue was disfigured. Although she was the hottest traffic this year, she had no acting skills at all. Such a sloppy beauty would be able to run away when she ruined her face.

The studio hurriedly issued a notice explaining that it was just an accident. She is currently undergoing active treatment, but did not reply to her face. Although the fans hugged each other on Weibo, they could see that they were still worried.

Yang Yueyi got angry in a hurry, communicated with the hospital for a long time, and finally came back with an ugly face.

Shi Qingyue looked out the window in a daze, wearing a pale medical suit, showing inexplicable weakness and quietness.

She didn't know how this person could calm down. There was nothing to eat. Shi Qingyue didn't have so-called cosmetic acting skills, and she couldn't sing. If her face was ruined, it would be ruined for a lifetime.

The doctor said that the wound was too big to completely eliminate the marks, or permanent scars would be left.

This is a devastating blow to any artist.

Yang Yueyi wanted to say something very much, but in the end just let her heal her wounds, and the reprimand was stuck in her heart.

Xiao Zhang guarded Shi Qingyi to recover from her injuries. At the beginning, Shi Qingyi was injured and was concerned by various reporters and media. The company often asked about it, but she was injured on the face, so the attention will naturally go down when she recovers slowly.

The entertainment industry is cruel. Newcomers from all walks of life are emerging in endlessly, and they are springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain. The lack of opportunities to join the group and the support of materials are also expected.

Her heat subsided like a gust of wind, and soon disappeared, just as she was blown up by Fu Shijin.

At the end of August, Xiao Zhang accompanied Shi Qingyi to the hospital for a review. Because the crew has not completed the negotiations, they are still in the studio.

It happened to rain heavily when they arrived at the hospital, and they were splashed with water before they could walk to the side of the road while holding their umbrellas.

Xiao Zhang had a bad temper, and was blocked by Shi Qingyue when he was about to curse.

The car window was slowly drawn down, revealing that interesting face, which was very good except for a little paleness. His eyes were a little playful, as if he had seen some interesting prey, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, .

Shi Qingyue's hand in his jeans pocket tightened slightly, and the door on the other side of the car window had been opened. A woman with slightly curly hair came here, holding an umbrella and opening the car door, Fu Shijin naturally put her hand on it. Her palm.

The man was a little anxious, but his tone was gentle: "Mr. Fu, be careful, don't get caught in the rain, the doctor said you can't get caught in the rain recently."

Fu Shijin's figure was blocked, and he could only hear a hum through the sound of rain. There was no joy or anger, and no emotions could be heard.

Xiao Zhang's eyes were a bit straight, and he was pulled by Shi Qingyi before leaving. After he left, he still said angrily: "That's Fu Yinghou's Xinhuan? It's not half as good-looking as my sister."

Shi Qingyi sighed with one hand in his pocket and the other holding an umbrella.

"Then is there any way, who makes her like it."

Xiao Zhang still looked back, but was held by Shi Qingyi: "Let's go."

The tone was faint, and he didn't care at all.

In fact, if she looked back, she could see Fu Shijin not far behind her.

Fu Shijin folded her hands in front of her, unable to tell what she was looking at, but the light under her eyes had a deep-seated mockery. He tapped his fingers on the wheelchair, and the woman next to her was holding an umbrella for her, not knowing why.

Fu Shijin was hospitalized here recently, but he seemed a little deliberate if he didn't go to nest here if he had a hospital.

When the doctor familiar with her took her out, she saw a shadow by the window in a blur.

Wearing a sailing-colored baseball cap and light-colored jeans, it is reflected on the windows of the hospital, like a thin painting.

Only the corners of the mouth were pressed down, the hat seemed to be unhappy and a little sad. The lower jaw was very thin, and the skin was still white as porcelain.

Fu Shijin was stunned for a while, then slowly turned the wheelchair.

The hospital was crowded with people, nurses and family members toiled in the corridors, there were crying children, tired parents, and old people taking a nap by the chair. The only thing that was not there was the figure carved into the heart.

It was like a passionate dream she had made herself.

Fu Shijin held his forehead and wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth trembled, but only the dumb obscurity was revealed.

Why did she come, she is a master, she ran away after cheating, never soft-hearted, only an idiot like herself can not let go, she was deceived and ruined.

In November, a lot of negative news broke out in the entertainment industry. Le Ying’s staff were bribed, and many internal information was leaked, including a video.

In the video, it was Shi Qingyue who was arrogant and slapped another female star with an arrogant posture.

It was her classmates who were drafted together. Their appearance was not as good as Shi Qingyue's appearance. It didn't burst out at the beginning, but later became a rising star. During the time when Shi Qingyue's accident happened, it became popular and replaced Shi Qingyue in the company. The position of the first sister has become a new generation of traffic florets.

The popularity seems to be a coincidence, only a few people know the inside story.

——Fu Shijin held it.

Shi Qingyue looks fierce and strong, and is a real big beauty with thick face, while the other little flower is a pitiful and pitiful little beauty, arousing pity.

The thick-faced beauty is not suitable for small white flowers by nature. It seems that there is a kind of aggressiveness inexplicably, attracting fans, but few passersby.

As soon as the video came out, it ignited hot searches. Shi Qing Yiba bullied and bullied coffee, played big names, and so on. The other protagonist bought a wave of black notices and stepped on her directly and hanged on the hot search.

Yang Yueyi was planning to do public relations for her, but after thinking about the draft, it was withdrawn.

Two artists from the same company have to give up one. Of course, they choose the right ones. There is still vague news that some people are unwilling to keep the time and clean.

Xiao Zhang has something to do with Yang Yueyi. Yang Yueyi sighed after asking in the past, rubbing her forehead: "Do you think I want to give up her? It's not..."

"Not what?"

Yang Yueyi wanted to say something but stopped, but was helpless later: "You might as well ask her to ask Fu Yinghou."

When the call passed, Xiao Zhang was almost crying. Shi Qingyi took the umbrella under the subway. The winter rain in November was bitter and cold. She heard the voice in the receiver faintly responded.

"I see."

But it is of course impossible to ask her to call Fu Shijin for mercy.

The subway is covered with Fu Shijin Xinhuan, covering three floors. You can see her wearing a yellow hat holding coffee and talking about love, and her voice is soft and glutinous, which is very different from the appearance that day.

Dazzling——

She was swiping her mobile phone all the time she walked out of the subway.

Because she was almost banned by the industry, the announcement crew had no activities, and her face was ruined. No matter how loyal the fans were to see no one, she wouldn’t be able to hold on for long. Once this happened, many big fans had a reason to climb the wall in a fair manner, before leaving. Don't forget to take a bite of her.

[Retribution for playing a big-name bullying, her face is ruined, let's see how she gets up in this life]

[In the past, when I was in red, we had to press down on us, Yanyan, and even started hitting people, the entertainment circle really turned around, won’t it be overturned today? Deserve it]

[Just look at her face and you know that she is not a good person. ]

[I don’t have acting skills, singing out of tune, bad character, really cancerous in the entertainment industry, I don’t know how those resources came from, but fortunately the capital gave up her, just watched it ex]

The overwhelming verbal abuse swept through, and someone secretly contributed to the incident. This incident was quickly arrested. It was a typical case, saying that she was misbehaving, the brand was canceled and compensated, and her assets in Cary became completely negative.

Ruined, with nothing, debts, black material flying all over the sky, and public opinion fell to the bottom.

Shi Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. The day was just clearing. She walked slowly on the street with her hands in her pockets, not knowing that a car was following her around not far behind.

On the streets in the middle of winter, withered old trees accompanied.

She looked extremely quiet and gentle in the winter sun, with a sense of alienation that is rarely seen in ordinary days, nestled in a scarf, and slowly moved forward along the street against the wall.

Followed her system and asked her: "Host, why do you even slap that slap when you know it's the ending now?"

On the set, she used to hand over something to a producer who was a little affectionate, and happened to meet Fu Shijin's new love. She reached out and stopped her there. She couldn't help but slapped her with her hand.

That person had already prepared, maybe in addition to the exposure, he also wanted to act like a baby for Fu Shijin.

"I just want to fight, where are there so many and why?" She seemed to look up nonchalantly, then smiled again, "to increase the difficulty of the task for the hostess."

When the spring came in the second year, Qingyao started looking for a job and went to interviews. Of course, she was rejected everywhere. She was too indebted to live in the house and the card was frozen. They went to the street to eat when she couldn't pay a small salary. A bowl of beef noodles.

Be regarded as the last scattered meal.

Xiao Zhang was not up for it and kept crying. Shi Qingyue raised her hand and took a piece of paper to wipe her tears. Bugatti stayed there for a long time outside the window. Fu Shijin looked at the hand touching the girl’s cheek and her eyes were dark and dark. Go down.

Maybe it was because the sun was too bright, something flashed her eyes slightly, she took a careful look, it was a little light on Shi Qingyue's neck.

Silver, like a plain ring.

She sent it because female artists are usually exposed to the spotlight and rarely wear them on their hands in order to avoid all kinds of speculations. For this reason, she has complained half-truths.

Fu Shijin's heart softened suddenly. She was always so easy to soften her heart. She rubbed her **** on the ring face again and again, and then closed her eyes and let the assistant inform her, which gave her a job opportunity.

——Although it was only a small production web drama, Fu Shijin kept thinking afterwards, if she had no mercy at the time, it would be fine.

She wanted to watch Shi Qingyue's defeat, and then hold her firmly in her palm.

"Then why give her a chance?"

The driver was puzzled. Fu Shijin played with his ring, with a faint smile: "Isn't it more interesting to watch the prey jumping from side to side between gaining and losing hope?"

She would rather die than admit that she was soft-hearted.

Later, when the small web drama was halfway through the filming, someone called. With a familiar number, when she picked it up, the voice inside was strange. She waited for a while before realizing that it was Xiao Zhang.

"Miss Fu, can you come over?"

Her voice was full of deep crying, and there were messy voices around her, there were rescues and the roar of ambulances.

"Something happened to my sister—"

Shi Qingyue is a person without relatives and no reason. The company said that she was hidden and no longer cares about her. Her account balance is nothing. In this empty and bustling city, the only person she knows seems to be Fu Shijin.

The glamorous big star, the little miser who loves money like fate, she has nothing in fact.

For the first time, Fu Shijin felt that the world was absurd. She was already in the studio and was going to see Shi Qingyi the next day.

The little star she chose to suppress Shi Qingyue knew that she had come to look for her overnight, and she had to be courteous when she curled up on the sofa. He heard the sound of the bedroom door opening, thinking that the gold master had something to say, and his eyes lit up. When he approached, Fu Shijin gave him a hand. Push away.

The bad guy struggled to stand up and stumbled out. Not long after running, he fell to the ground. The little star was so frightened that he hurriedly went to help her and found that maybe it was a pain from the fall, and the prince's father actually cried.

Tears were blurred, her knees broke through a layer of skin, blood mixed with tears, but there was a huge void in her eyes, which made people feel particularly scared.

She was still crawling out subconsciously.

When Fu Shijin arrived at the hospital, Xiao Zhang curled up on the bench and saw Fu Shijin coming over and tears streaming down.

The doctor said that it is very serious. It may be part of the body's function is impaired, and it may be left with a lifetime of disability, which is very serious.

Fu Shi Jinku was in the ward. He wanted to reach out and touch her but didn't dare. His long light-colored hair hung quietly around his neck, and the curvature of his eyes was gentle and quiet, another kind of inexplicable peace.

She straightened out her hair from the hospital gown for Shi Qingyue, leaned on her arm, and made a trembling voice from her throat: "Qingyue..."

I just wanted to take revenge on you, but I never wanted you to die, you--

Those high walls cast in my heart collapsed, leaving nothing but ruins.

She stayed by Shi Qingyue's side for three days, sleepless, and finally waited until she opened her eyes.

It was a pair of calm and sharp eyes. The beauty was beautiful, but a little less angry. At that moment, Fu Shijin was taken away by Shi Qingyue's sober joy, and even ignored the matter.

The man looked at her warily, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Fu Shijin turned and went back to the doctor. His back was stiff, and the butterfly bones slowly trembled, turning his head back in disbelief.

The man just looked at her guardingly.

Everything later departed from Fu Shijin’s vision. The soul that occupies Shi Qingyue’s body was exceptionally powerful. Not only did her acting skills surpass her in one fell swoop, but she also had a special vision in terms of business, investing viciously in just a few months. Time has turned Shiqingyi’s economy from abject poverty to a positive one.

At that time, Fu Shijin naively thought that maybe it was a different personality, spiritual problem, and expected that the consciousness belonging to Shi Qingyue would appear in this body again.

But no, not once, only humiliation again and again, like a knife stuck in her heart.

"Miss Fu, I don't like women, I said, please stay away from me..."

"The trash you like is dead, and now this body belongs to me..."

"I'm not interested in your grievances, please stop harassing me."

"Fu Shijin," she used Shi Qingyue's body and threw the vegetarian ring into the trash can in front of Fu Shijin, "Now, do you see it clearly?"

Regardless of any grievances and entanglements, now that the body belongs to her, she will make this life wonderful and irrelevant to the previous failed past.

She folded her arms and watched the taller man squatted down and fumbled for the ring, her tone was cool.

"Don't Fu Yinghou think she is ridiculous? Make a car accident ruin her face and future, block her, spread rumors, set her up to make her debts, and now people are dead, and feel regretful again?"

Fu Shijin's teeth trembled and couldn't say anything.

Later, the photo of that person using Shi Qingyue's body to talk about love with other men was sent to Fu Shijin. This was what caused her to be completely crazy.

When the hostess woke up, she was already in a dimly lit room with no windows and no sunlight. She was tied to a shelf and it took a long time to adapt to the darkness.

Fu Shijin was sitting there with his hands on his forehead, as if he was smiling softly, his voice was faint, and it sounded particularly oozing in the empty space.

"You're back?"

The dark eyes looked over quietly, a drop of crystal in the eyes, like an epiphany in the dark night.

"I went to the monitor at the time. She provoked you. She said that I didn't want you, so you just started beating her, right?"

In fact, it's much more serious. Xin Huan used to arrogantly said that she slept with Mr. Fu every day, and said how obedient and soft she was unsightly. It turned out that people like Shi Qingyi who didn't care about anything would get angry.

I would beat people because I did it myself, but I knew it was so late...

Fu Shijin stood up strenuously, stroking the cheek of the immobile person little by little, with a gentle voice.

"Qingyi, don't be afraid, I will rescue you soon...I want you to tell me in person what you think."

"Don't you care? Why are you angry? Why do you keep our ring?"

So isn't it? In fact, it's not so cold-hearted, or it's a little caring?

There are so many unclear doubts that disturb her mind all the time for the rest of her life.

"Qingyue, I won't let anyone occupy the magpie's nest, wait for me, I will rescue you right away..."

The strange soul in the body trembled, and then he saw the gentle woman pressing a button and screaming through the entire villa.

--electrotherapy.

But it's useless, it's useless, it's not that person, it's still not.

She searched all the ways, and the ones who couldn't come back still couldn't come back.

That body still held Shi Qingyue's body firmly.

She tortured the female protagonist for 20 years. The male protagonist wanted to put her to death and was cleaned by her. The outside world was changed. Only this villa remained unchanged forever.

In order to escape the heroine, she made various attempts, and when she came back in the middle of the night pretending to be close to her, she used her extraordinary acting skills to pray for intimacy, and she was ruthlessly exposed.

The ecstasy of Shi Qingyi’s return was pierced and only dejected, Fu Shijin's voice was hoarse: "You are not her."

Even if you have the same face and the same body, it doesn't matter if you are not that person.

"Isn't the body the same?" Her breath was sprayed on the side of her neck like a snake, the hostess wrapped her around her, and smiled softly, "Isn't it good to get me?"

"I will be more considerate than her, like you more, treat you well, I will..."

"But you are not her."

Tears flowed silently, but Fu Shijin looked at her as if looking at someone who had been away for a long time through her. His thin fingers stopped at the back of that person's neck, and his tone was gentle and compassionate, if it weren't for the strength of her hands. When he almost squeezed his neck.

"I don't want to hurt Qingyue's skin. If you don't want to suffer, you better behave, otherwise..."

She was just as moody as a snake, biting her ear, and biting until the blood dripped: "I will let you know what life is better than death."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and threw the person off his knees without leaving any emotion. The pain of falling to the ground caused the people who were cleansed to be frustrated when he pulled the leather jacket, and his face was almost distorted.

When she wore this trash, she always felt that she could replace everything she had, bringing her gloomy life to the peak, but she didn't expect that there was actually someone in this world who loved a scumbag so much.

Even if she is so good, she is not as good as a scum.

Twenty years of torture made her mentally distorted. She once wanted to conquer Fu Shijin. Even if she found homosexuality disgusting and dirty, even if she was subdued, she would never be inferior to the scumbag who had been dead for decades.

"You can never compare to her."

The loud and loud assertions made her feel crazy. She got up from the ground, stumbling and ran over and shook Fu Shijin's wheelchair, and her hair was like a madman.

"She's dead, she's already dead! She was already dead when I entered this body, so you will never find her..."

"What if I can't match?! She is dead!"

"Give up! She's already dead! She's already dead--"

The madman's voice spread throughout the villa, and the blood in Fu Shijin's whole body slowly became cold. Although the result had been expected, she stretched out a hand to trace the man's eyebrows and eyes.

In fact, you knew it as early as twenty years ago, didn't you?

But she still has inexplicable hopes, and feels that she is still there. In the past few decades, her perception of the world has become clearer and clearer, knowing so clearly that she has been out of this world for a long, long time.

But she was still dreaming, and now she was broken by her own hands.

The woman was still shaking her wheelchair, telling her word by word: "Have you forgotten? You forced her to death, you forced her to death—"

Fu Shijin allowed her to shake herself, and even smiled softly.

"Yes, I forced her to death."

Although that was not my intention, I just hope that she will not ignore me, don’t care about me, I hope she loves me a little, love me a little more, don’t be so indifferent forever, I want her to regret, and then return with peace of mind by my side.

It is a pity that God always fails to fulfill people's wishes.

She held the crazy person and stared quietly at the familiar and unfamiliar face, but her tone was tired and desolate: "Since she is dead, let's all go with her."

A generation of legend Fu Shijin died in a fire. The fire was too powerful to do anything. When the fire was extinguished, there were only two charred bones left.

——Hold tightly together to death.

Later on, someone has been praising this love, accidental fire, and death together. Fu Yinghou injured her spine when she was young and couldn't run. Her lover did not let go of her even in the fire.

But there are also people who argue that maybe it is not a hug, but that one of them wants to escape and is always trapped by the other——