At the same time, Xie Qingcheng was visiting patients in the ward of Meiyu Private Hospital.
Xie Xue fell asleep.
Although her condition is not serious at this point, initial control of rn13 requires a dialysis-like treatment. The treatment process is very hard, and the patient's resistance will also be greatly reduced, so Xie Xue often suffers from drowsiness during hospitalization.
Xie Qingcheng couldn't bear to wake her up, so he just placed a bunch of yellow roses she liked by her bedside, and then made the quilt for her.
In the dream, she seemed to sense his breath, the girl shrank into the depths of the quilt and muttered, "Brother..."
Xie Qingcheng's hand was slightly stiff, and after a while, he stroked her hair.
"It's okay, my brother will find the "medicine" for you as soon as possible."
Xie Xue pressed her face to his hand, rubbed it like a kitten, and finally fell asleep peacefully.
Xie Qingcheng sat with her in the ward for a while before leaving.
He needs to hurry up and check the problem of Huang Zhilong Entertainment Company.
Back then, Wang Jiankang sent so many orphaned girls from the countryside to Huzhou, and those girls had all attended Huang Zhilong's wife's school. Not long ago, the female star who went there strangely was also affiliated to Huang Zhilong's entertainment company...
Standing by the window sill in the corridor, he turned on his mobile phone and looked at the public opinion on the death of the female star Guan.
Due to Huang Zhilong's status, this incident would not have been such a big deal, but Huang Zhilong seems to be a bit reckless recently. First, something happened to the "Trial" crew, Hu Yi, and the whereabouts of the executive and deputy editor of the crew are still unknown. Yi's parents are the type of troublemakers, and they love their son so much that they refuse to give up with Huang Zhilongshan.
The case is still unsolved, the husband and wife are looking for trouble with Huang Zhilong everywhere, whether in the network orientation or in the current society, and most of these relationships in Vanity Fair are for profit, and there is little pure truth. The person who used to hold Huang Zhilong, a "President Huang", now wants to take a detour when he sees Mr. Huang. Huang Zhilong was devastated, and the company's stock hit the limit several times.
And at this moment, such a well-known female artist under his banner died mysteriously.
If Xie Qingcheng hadn't found something in Qingli County, he would have suspected that Huang Zhilong was not the perpetrator, but the victim.
Now, many people on social platforms are swearing at Huang and Huang's company, and some news with noses and eyes has begun to spread.
Xie Qingcheng brushed for a while, and one of the revelations attracted his attention.
It can't be called a revelation, but a combing of the female star's fans under the grief and anger. It is about the artists that Zhilong Entertainment has harmed over the years.
I don't know if I don't see it, but I'm startled when I see it. This company is simply a dark society in a dark society. According to fans, there is a point in Huang's business, which is extreme "authority/authority". The artists under him must be very talkative and cannot have a strong sense of self-speaking. They have to say what the company wants them to say. All the social accounts of the artists are not owned by anyone, but managed and edited by their managers.
In addition, Zhilong Entertainment does not treat artists as human beings at all. The company requires artists to "absolutely obey" it. The idea is to not allow artists to make any claims to the overlord/clause, and even if there are obvious flaws in the contract, it will not Artists are allowed to question, otherwise, the artist will be classified as a "no-talk" type, and then the artist's exposure will be greatly reduced by the law, and the artist's music, film and television works can even be borrowed from the shelves.
Artists can't even tell the public about their grievances, because the accounts are not managed by themselves, and no one will believe the registered account, and once the company finds out, then according to the overlord/contract signed by the artist and the company, the artist will also face Sky-high liquidated damages.
Ten years ago, there was an artist with a fierce "sex" who endured this deformed company system because of the law and committed suicide by jumping off the building. Before committing suicide, he recorded a video, telling the misfortunes he has encountered over the years and the darkness of Zhilong Entertainment. behavior is exposed. But that artist is not famous, and Huang Zhilong managed to control the public opinion at the first time, and spent money to find a relationship to delete the video from the entire network, so that things didn't get out of hand. However, in private, this video is still being spread on a small scale, and most of the artist fans under Huang Zhilong know about it.
But what if you know
Zi's face can't even be penetrated by human life, and it's just a few indignant scolding from fans.
Until now, when something happened to Hu Yi, the capital faced the capital, and the power competed for power, and the negative/news of Zhilong Company began to spread overwhelmingly.
The relationship between Hu's father and Hu's mother is also very strong. Huang Zhilong can't do anything like before to delete and reduce hot searches on the whole network. Zhilong Entertainment has become a boiling point of public opinion at this moment.
"The people killed by Huang Zhilong can form a company."
"Bah! No, I think there is a regiment. The ones on the list are definitely dead, and the ones whose whereabouts are unknown?"
"There are many artists who appeared in the early days. Check them out now. The last news is that they went to the cross-border entertainment company under Huang Moumou. After going abroad, there is no news at all, and you don't know if they are alive or not."
"I'm really surprised, why are these artists willing to leave their hometowns and go out when they say it, and they don't necessarily make anyone famous when they go out."
"Like being caught by evil, I suspect that this company deals in drugs/drugs..."
The more Xie Qingcheng looked at it, the deeper his frown became.
—
Absolutely obey.
Say no.
as if caught in evil...
Audio after leaving the country...
He could vaguely perceive that if he went deeper into these questions, he would definitely find an answer he wanted to know.
"Ding-"
At this time the elevator door opened.
Just as Xie Qingcheng was about to go in, he met the gaze of the person who got out of the elevator. He is the director of this private hospital, and he is a little old.
The doctor was an old friend of Qin Ciyan and was also acquainted with Xie Qingcheng. He met Xie Qingcheng and nodded: "Ah, Professor Xie."
"Dean."
"It's so late, Professor Xie came to see my sister?"
"Ok."
"Oh, she's here with me, you can let everything go." The dean paused for a moment, "It's you..."
The dean looked at him through the thick glasses and sighed.
"You know your condition. If I don't remind you again, you have to remember to return..."
The old man was about to say something more when Xie Qingcheng's cell phone rang suddenly.
Xie Qingcheng glanced at the caller ID and said, "President, I have something to do here. Please answer the phone first and talk to you next time."
Having said that, he entered the elevator.
Mei Yuqi was the private hospital that Qin Ciyan stayed in when he had a car accident and Qin Ciyan took rn13 to treat him.
The dean cannot say that he fully understands the matter of Xie Qingcheng, but he also knows a general idea.
However, as an old friend of Qin Ciyan, the dean was very measured, and he knew exactly what to say and what not to say.
He watched Xie Qingcheng leave, sighed, and shook his head, with deep worry in his eyes, and staggered away.
"... What? He Yu went to the Sky Night Party again?"
The call was from Zheng Jingfeng, and Xie Qing had a headache when he saw the name of the shop.
Zheng Jingfeng: "Yeah, I saw that traffic policeman on patrol last time. I think you're keeping him close, so I'll give you a call. You know, that place is not a good place..."
Xie Qingcheng felt that this conversation seemed familiar, and he seemed to have seen something similar a year ago.
But at that time, he knew why He Yu wanted to degenerate into such a place to fool around.
Now he has absolutely no idea.
Who is messing with him this time
Xie Qingcheng's chest was full of fire, and Lao Zheng added a sentence later—
"The young man drove a new sports car again, this time faster than a rocket, got out of the car and told the traffic police to drag it away. Damn, you don't think he is driving the people's police for a long time, right? What's the matter? Crazy, was it okay when he didn't come here, hey, do you know what happened to him?"
Xie Qingcheng was so angry that he scolded: "What the hell do I know? I'll get angry when I look at this bastard!"
After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingcheng was full of anger. After thinking about it, it was his father's "sex" that was the problem, and he felt that he couldn't stand by.
This time, he doesn't owe He Yu any anything. He doesn't believe it, and he won't tolerate He Yu doing any more beastly things to him.
Thinking of this, Xie Qing took a taxi and reported the words "Sky Night Meeting".
The taxis are gone.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and the sky and night meeting gate was the usual scene of luxury cars like clouds and enchanting beauties.
He Yu was sitting in the same luxurious top bag as a year ago, leaning on the black 'color' first-layer cowhide couch, lighting a cigarette, and smoking slowly.
In front of him is a mountain of champagne towers, surrounded by a group of waiters trying to ingratiate themselves.
"Young Master He, I'll fill it up for you."
"You haven't been here for so long, I miss you~"
The waitresses at the meeting smiled sweetly and eloquently, but they couldn't please him in the slightest, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
This time, Young Master He has spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on drinks and water. If he can't coax him into a friendly and happy place, he will feel at home. If he can't get the commission according to the price, he will be scolded by the manager. Therefore, the foreman was apprehensive, and peeked at the side to observe the "color", suggesting that the waiters were doing something to please the patron.
But no matter what they did, He Yu's expression was light.
They wanted to toast him, he drank it, and he didn't even hesitate to flirt with them. After just three or two sentences, his face suddenly sank, from a gentle smile to a sullen look.
No one knew exactly what he wanted.
One of the people who come to the sky night party is to pursue excitement, and the other is to pursue pomp.
The former's face is full of desire, the latter's eyes are full of vanity.
He Yu doesn't seem to have any.
Afterwards, the foreman thought about it, stepped forward boldly, and recommended more waiters to him.
He Yu was holding the goblet in one hand and Yi in the other, somewhat drunk.
His apricot eyes stared at the feasting and feasting, the wine pool and the meat forest in front of him, his eyes seemed to be fixed on a non-existent man.
He was out of his mind for a moment, and then he felt ridiculous. Shaking his head, he turned his eyes away.
He said to the foreman, "Okay, you let them in."
Among the waiters who came this time, there were women, but there were also men.
The foreman is not someone who dares to lead a male waiter in front of every guest. She also has to observe and think about it. Like He Yu, who doesn't seem to have a chat with the waitress, she will only make him laugh. The horse is a living horse doctor, and let the male waiter try to come in to warm up the field.
He Yu raised his eyes and just wanted to scold the foreman for not having long eyes, when he saw a person.
He was tall and handsome.
Has a pair of beautiful peach eyes.
He Yu was silent for a while, poured a glass of wine, and pushed his fingers in front of the waiter.
"Drink?"
The waiter with peach blossom eyes was also a smart person, he drank the wine and said to He Yu, "I can drink as much as I want, but Mr. He, you have to drink less, it will hurt you too much. "
He Yu smiled when he heard the words: "I'm here to persuade me to drink, but you are different."
Finally he said: "You stay."
Not everyone, like Xie Qingcheng, persuaded him not to drink, but really thought of him.
This is just another hard-to-find game, how could He Yu not understand
But he still let him stay, and then looked at the opposite eyes through the scarlet wine.
The waiter with peach blossom eyes was favored by the gold master, and was very flattered.
Others of this type are not very pleasing to guests in the sky and night. There are not many female guests in the sky, and if male guests like to be accompanied by male waiters, most of them like to pick the kind of boys who are slender and charming. He thought that when he met He Yu today, God opened his eyes and gave him a chance!
It was after the initial restraint that the male waiter slowly let go of his courage and let his thoughts go wild, always thinking that he could serve He Yu well, and then he could beg for more privately.
He Yu quietly watched him show off his fur, but he wasn't too repulsive.
Until—that waiter poured some wine on his shirt in order to seduce He Yu.
Snow "color" clothes, stained with alcohol.
"Oh. It's really hard to think." The waiter said, and then loosened a few buttons, "revealing" carved out.
He Yu looked at the wine stains on his white shirt, and seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes darkened.
But that idiot was not long-sighted, he put the paper at hand, and went to reach the box in front of He Yu.
After going back and forth, the waiter rubbed He Yu's lap...
The gloomy face is only fleeting.
The smile on He Yu's lips was not thankful, and his eyes turned gloomy.
The next second, the sound of glass shattering and the screams of men and women, He Yu showed no expression on his face, but slapped the man who made him interesting at first, but now hates him again.
"Get off!"
His joy and anger often made everyone panic. The peach-eyed man was half-knelt on the ground as Xiaofu, so frightened that he did not dare to look up.
"Young Master He, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it..." The man apologized sincerely.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Boss He, this clerk is new here. Without discipline, you have a lot of adults, so be sure to put them on." The foreman also bowed and proposed various remedial and compensation measures.
He Yu didn't enter anything.
He looked at the man with red eyes, at the slightly open front of his shirt, and the magnificent red wine in front of the front of the shirt... He felt that he had managed to suppress the bloodthirsty by taking drugs indiscriminately. Desire, at this time, the flames burned again.
He really wanted to kill and set fire to...
He really thought about it.
Mental illness eats away at his soul, leaving him as if he were nothing but an empty shell. Various phantoms kept shaking in his eyes—
He saw Xie Qingcheng gasping for breath and coming to find him at night, but he was kicked on the ground as if in the chest.
At that time, Xie Qingcheng himself was already so embarrassed, but he still stubbornly said to him: "People can be very strong, He Yu, what you should believe is not me, what you should believe is always within yourself."
He saw that he pressed Xie Qingcheng on the bar in the bar, kissed his lips in front of everyone, surrounded by people watching the excitement, and he whispered in his ear, half coercion He begged him, half pleadingly, to come back to him. At that time, he thought that Xie Qingcheng agreed, and he happily played a guitar on stage.
At that time, Xie Qingcheng was sitting in the crowd, but he never gave him another look.
He saw that Xie Qingcheng, who was in his twenties, had resigned. The man walked out of the gate of his house with a suitcase in his hand. The shadow grew farther and farther, and eventually disappeared.
At that time, he stumbled to the empty guest room, and in the room that was cleaned up, as if no one had ever lived, he saw the book that Xie Qingcheng left him.
The handwriting on the book also reveals a sense of tenacity and strength.
That person wrote:
Little devil, one day, you will come out of your inner shadow by yourself.
I hope, I can believe so.
Presented by Xie Qing
Presented by Xie Qing... Presented by Xie Qing...
He Yu later learned that what Xie Qing presented to him was not a book "Rare Diseases in the World", but the person's own blood and tears, in exchange for the armor and sword to defeat the mental Ebola. He left the blood-stained treasure to the little dragon, and he went forward alone.
Presented by Xie Qing…
Presented by Xie Qing.
He gave his last blood as an immortal rose. He left it in the guest room, hoping that the little child could smell a little bit of life.
Presented by Xie Qing.
He Yu closed his eyes, he didn't want to see these phantoms of the past anymore, he was about to be "forced" by these endless phantoms, he was about to lose control of himself, and almost smashed the scene and hurt someone to let them Bleeding made them tremble and helping them—he just wanted to get out of it...
It was at this moment that the door of the box came suddenly.
A gust of wind was blowing outside.
The wind seemed to be blowing the ghost fire in him, the flames danced and trembled, and even his pupils began to flicker, "confused".
In the chaos, He Yu looked up at the man standing at the door—
He was very mourned.
Because he saw Xie Qingcheng just standing there, just like when Xie Qingcheng hadn't given up on him a year ago and was not completely disappointed with him.
The only man who had managed him and still managed him at the time.
Just stand there.
Xie Qingcheng was wearing a neat casual shirt, suits and trousers, his eyes were anxious and angry, and his face was slightly pale, because he was in a hurry when he arrived, his breathing was still rapid, his lips were slightly open, A few strands of hair fell from his forehead.
"He Yu!"
"… "
He Yu was stunned.
Is it a hallucination
It's an illusion...
"I... I'm really sick..." After a while, the young man who was ill smiled gently, "Why did I see you again..."
He thought it was because he was thinking too much and had an illusion, so he turned his eyes away from the man at the door.
Then he sighed and raised his hand to caress his hot brow.
"Xie Qingcheng... Why did I escape to... You didn't let me go... "
"Snapped."
The next second, He Yu's wrist was suddenly grabbed.
He Yu paused for a moment, then raised his eyes abruptly.
In his blood-filled pupils, Xie Qingcheng's shadow was clearly reflected.
"Go back with me." Xie Qingcheng said to him without asking about the situation.
not a phantom—
Not a phantom! !
He Yu's pupils shrank slightly, there was an unknown smell in it, and the halo of emotional depression was moving.
Xie Qingcheng calmed down his rapid breathing - like a year ago - as He Yu had been longing for, the day he hadn't let go of him, he said to him -
"He Yu, look at what you look like now!"
It's Xie Qingcheng... It's really him!
He Yu was shaking.
Presented by Xie Ching... Presented by Xie Ching. Xie Qingcheng gave him so much that after he fell in love with Xie Qingcheng, these gifts and dependencies turned into a net that entangled him.
At this moment, he finally understood why it was not too difficult for him to end his love for Xie Xue, but he couldn't get out of the miasma of desire for Xie Qingcheng.
Because Xie Xue once gave him a kind of company.
And Xie Qingcheng gave him all the courage and hope to live.
He is the light and heat he had in the past. After he fell in love with the sun, he fell in love with every inch of light.
It was at this moment that He Yu finally fully understood that since he was seven years old, his life had been closely linked with Xie Qingcheng, and his beliefs were closely related to Xie Qingcheng. For love, then—
In his entire life, he would never be able to fall in love with another person so ardently again.