Xie Mu died.
Jump from a twenty-story building.
And it was only half a day before the negative news came out.
The people who had been caught in a scolding battle on the Internet stopped, still a little dazed.
How could Xie Mu die
This photo has only been released for such a short time.
He has just won the best actor award, and he is not yet twenty years old.
At such a young age, did he choose to end his life just because of these coded photos
The company has no public relations, fans are in a panic, black fans are jumping up and down, and passers-by are bewildered.
They were all guessing whether the news was true or not, and if it was true, why Xie Mu committed suicide.
Fans still don't want to believe it, they firmly believe that this is just fake news made by unscrupulous media to gain attention.
How could their Mumu die
Even if his reputation is ruined, so what, he is not short of money, even if he quits the entertainment industry, goes abroad to live, and never returns to China for the rest of his life.
But no matter how unwilling to believe it, Xie Mu's definite evidence of death still spread out.
He committed suicide on the rooftop of a hotel. Before committing suicide, two unknown friends found him missing, and followed the surveillance video all the way to the rooftop.
Before the police arrived, someone took pictures.
Their Mumu really chose death.
[Why are you dying? It’s just some photos. We don’t care. We really don’t care. You will always be the best Mumu in our hearts. You are still so young. You once said that if you can, you want to go to school again. Going to school, wanting to travel in various countries, wanting to grow old with the one I love the most... Xie Mu, you made a mistake.]
There are countless replies under this comment. After accepting the reality, fans burst into tears.
He also lived, smelled the fragrance of flowers, showed a smile, was liked by others, and hated by others.
But now, he is dead.
In the cold mortuary, Rong Jing sat numbly, firmly holding the boy's cold hand.
"sorry… "
His lips were purple from the cold, and he let out a breath slowly, "Aren't you scared before you leave?"
"I didn't mean not to answer your call, if I did, I'd take care of it, I would, I'd tell the world that we're lovers, we're going to get married, we're going to be together forever..."
Rong Jing's voice was a little choked, he tried his best to pull out a smile, but he couldn't hide the dead silence in his eyes, "I'm just, a little scared, afraid of a strange future, I've already adjusted, really, if, if …”
This sentence can no longer be said.
He knows, there is no if.
"I love you."
No one answered.
He hung his head tightly, like a beast that had lost everything, sobbing and crying out.
"I love you… "
"really love you… "
***
"I made him jump."
In the camera, Wen Mingquan, who was handcuffed, looked numb. His once handsome face was now haggard. Facing the microphone that was handed to him, he did not dodge or avoid it, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "I like him, but he doesn't accept it." I, that photo, I forged."
"He doesn't want to die."
"I pushed him."
As Wen Mingquan talked, he laughed idiotically, and wept while laughing, "I pushed him, I pushed him..."
Again and again, Xiao Mu was pushed away.
Again and again, he was cornered.
He will spend the rest of his life in prison.
For the rest of his life, he was charged with killing Xie Mu.
A reporter asked: Do you regret it
With a pale face, Wen Mingquan shed tears in a daze, and said softly, "I regret it."
Everyone was shocked by the news that Wen Mingquan could not kill while courting, and that Xie Mu was framed and murdered. No one noticed that the former glory of the young and the young had disappeared from everyone's sight without a sound.
When he reappeared, he was obviously still so young, but his face was full of wind and frost.
He took an urn with him and traveled all over the country.
Everywhere, sprinkle some ashes.
In the end, when there were only the last few ashes left, Rong Jing took them back to the country.
He went to a mental hospital, where a man lived.
He was dressed in white and had a pale face.
Live in a room full of mirrors.
When Rongjing left, he was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself expectantly inside.
The person in the mirror gave a shy smile and said, "Brother Yuxiu, I like you."
The person outside the mirror smiled happily.
"Xiaomu, I like you too."
Repeatedly, until falling asleep.
The man stands outside the window and looks at the man in the mirror.
He has a delicate face and smiles just like in memory.
But in the end, he still smiled miserably.
"You are not him."
This is the last side of Rongjing left to the world.
All I know is that there is an extra stone tablet in the cemetery to the west.
***
Seeing Rongjing dying, Xie Mu said with satisfaction, "Honey, jump to the next world."
Opening his eyes again, the room was filled with the rich aroma of chicken soup, Xie Mu slowly sat up on the cold ground, touched his stomach, he was hungry.
Okay, this time it's a wife.
Hmm, docile.