Every second in the world, new life is born, and life is declared to end.
On the day of Yi Hui's case, Zhou Jinheng arrived early. He sat down in the corner of the back row and listened to the word "dead" being said again and again from the mouths of judges, lawyers and others, stubbornly unwilling to equate these two words with Yi Hui.
The case has been on trial for a long time, because the motive for the murder of the three defendants is still unclear, and further investigation is needed, and the verdict could not be pronounced in court.
This is City S. Zhou Jinheng intends to clear up the relationship and meet those three people, hoping to get some information from them. I used to patronize and beat people before, but I didn't have time to ask anything, and the court only analyzed the incident, and no one mentioned Yi Hui with warm words. These are not what Zhou Jinheng wanted to know.
Hate to hate, those three were the last people Yi Hui dealt with before he left. Zhou Jinheng didn't want to miss everything about Yi Hui.
After the trial was over, I rushed to the detention center. I had already made arrangements in advance, but I couldn't see anyone. I asked carefully and said that someone else had taken the lead. At first, Zhou Jinheng had no idea who it would be. When he walked outside the detention center and saw someone, he knew that it was Cheng Feichi.
The man was shorter than him and wore a mask like him, obviously not for dust protection, but for fear of being recognized by passers-by.
Zhou Jinheng, as a colleague, knew that this was Cheng Feichi's legal spouse, the sister-in-law in Yi Hui's mouth.
He walked over to say hello first: "Senior Ye."
Ye Qin, who heard the voice, was startled at first. Seeing that it was Zhou Jinheng, he ignored it, turned his head and left.
Zhou Jinheng hurried forward and took off his mask: "Senior Ye, it's me, Zhou Jinheng."
Ye Qin, who was blocked on his way, glanced at him lightly and said, "I know."
The implication is "I know it's you before I leave."
Zhou Jinheng could hear the impatience and disgust in his tone. If he had to keep it as usual, he wouldn't push his hot face to his cold butt according to his temper, but there was no other way, so he had to bite the bullet: "I have a few pieces. I want to ask you something..."
Unexpectedly, Ye Qin didn't even have the patience to finish listening, and said directly, "I don't have time."
Zhou Jinheng was choked one after another. After adjusting his mentality, he said in a low voice, "It only takes five minutes."
Ye Qin sneered through the mask: "Five minutes? You come and ask me for five minutes now? Huihui has been waiting for you for so long, but you are reluctant to give him five minutes!"
Zhou Jinheng was stunned by the sudden resumption of the old story, he opened his mouth, but made no sound.
Ye Qin is also short-tempered, or if he doesn't say it, he can't stop once he opens his mouth: "He is full of eyes full of you, learning to paint for you, learning to send text messages, learning to make cakes, learning to live independently of others, learning to learn He swallowed his anger and thought about buying you gifts even when he rarely went out. He slept with his mobile phone in his arms, for fear that you would not be able to find him at home... He is so good to you and likes you so much, even if you don't like him, don't do it him!"
"How happy he was on the wedding day. I couldn't attend. He sent me a lot of photos. He said he was very happy and he would be happy with you for a lifetime."
Ye Qin said, his eyes gradually turned red, his expression painful and self-blame: "He didn't tell us anything, he kept everything in his heart, he said he was fine, I believed it, why did I believe it..."
Hearing these words, Zhou Jinheng only felt that his chest was getting more and more empty, and something that could not be grasped was passing quickly.
He saw Ye Qin's clenched fist hanging by his side, and he had no idea of avoiding it at all. He even hoped that the fist would land on his face as soon as possible.
Probably with the idea of keeping his promise just like Cheng Feichi, Ye Qin didn't do anything in the end.
He stared fiercely at Zhou Jinheng with his red eyes: "As long as you give him a little more attention, even if it's just a little bit, he won't die alone on that barren mountain. Don't expect to hear anything from me that might make you feel conscience. Good news... you don't have the heart, you don't deserve it."
After several days of observation, Xiaolin found that Zhou Jinheng was more silent than before.
He was used to being yelled at, and suddenly he was idle, and there was no emergency to deal with. This made Xiaolin very uncomfortable, and his salary was not at ease. After all, before taking this job, the personnel department reminded him that this master is very Difficult to serve.
Now Zhou Jinheng is not difficult to serve at all, except for work, he just goes home and sleeps, he doesn't drink, don't smoke, doesn't drive night cars, and doesn't go to nightclubs.
Fans are also aware of this. Not long after the filming of the historical drama started, the frontline workers who were squatting outside the crew changed their commuting gifts from flashy things like flowers and coffee to ginseng lozenges, vitamins, plasters and other health-care items.
This day, Xiaolin took the time to take a turn in the super chat, and the pictures posted by the frontline people. The discussion below is all about "Why Heng Heng has lost weight recently?" One of the frontline girls said that she had been stationed near the crew since the start of the show. Zhou Jinheng went to work at the earliest and returned to the hotel at the latest every day. He stayed in his room all day before filming, and never saw him come out to eat.
The girls expressed their concern about the health of their brother under this layer of comments, and Xiao Lin was also worried. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Jinheng, who was hanging in the air with Weiya hanging in the air. Make up for him, and ask in a side-by-side manner to see if he is still in a heavy mood because of Mr. Yi's departure, and maybe he can be enlightened as an elder.
Guess it was only halfway through the belly draft, and an accident happened on Zhou Jinheng's side.
Anyone who has hanged Weiya knows that because the gravity is all concentrated on the part of the body that touches Weiya, there will be a strong sense of oppression, and short-term organ pain and subcutaneous congestion are inevitable. In the past few days, Zhou Jinheng has been stretched with many bruises on his body. If one day Xiaolin didn't know that he was changing clothes in the lounge and went in without knocking on the door, he might still not know what his injuries were like.
At that time, after being reminded by Xiaolin, Zhou Jinheng just turned his head and glanced at the back of his shoulder, stretched his arm behind him and rubbed it a few times, and said lightly that it was fine.
But the current situation can't be revealed by anyone with a single sentence—
Because of the negligence of the staff who controlled Weiya, Zhou Jinheng's body was still shaking violently when he fell from the air, and he hurriedly loosened the rope on the boom, which made it difficult for him to maintain balance, and his body collided heavily before landing. On the wall, except for the invisible parts under the clothes, there were several bloody scratches on the forehead, cheeks, and corners of the mouth.
Xiao Lin was so anxious that after handing Zhou Jinheng over to the medical staff, he went to discuss with the crew on behalf of the company.
Neither party wanted to make matters worse. The person in charge of the crew nodded and apologized, and promised to severely punish the employees involved. Fortunately, the inspection result returned by Zhou Jinheng was that there was no injury, but it was impossible to continue filming. The crew immediately gave a half-month leave to ensure that the filming progress would be coordinated.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Xiaolin made a difference with the company, and then went back to find Zhou Jinheng.
Even if everyone suppressed the news and didn't want to spread the news, the shooting scene was still a mess. A few fans who were squatting in the crew heard the news and rushed over, holding the camera and slamming the scene of the accident. When they saw Xiaolin, they swarmed around and asked him if Zhou Jinheng was in an accident. Xiaolin avoided it and walked forward. .
After finally avoiding the fans' pursuit and blocking, I met another person at the door of the lounge.
It was a young man with a handsome face, dressed in a gentle manner. When he saw him, he greeted him politely, and then asked, "Is Mr. Zhou Jinheng here? I'm his friend. If you're worried, please go in and tell me. Youqing find him."
Three minutes later, Xiao Lin brought Fang Youqing into Zhou Jinheng's exclusive lounge. When he took the door out, he looked at the guests through the crack of the door. He saw Fang Youqing drag a stool to Zhou Jinheng's reclining chair and sit down, as if he was familiar with the road. This is their home.
Zhou Jinheng was resting with his eyes closed, when he heard the sound of the door closing, he opened his eyes and looked at the person sitting beside him: "Why are you here?"
"Passing by on a business trip, I heard Yang Chengxuan say you are filming here." Fang Youqing smiled, "Listen to what you said, you don't seem to welcome me?"
Zhou Jinheng shook his head: "No, it's just a coincidence that it's not convenient to entertain you today."
"It doesn't matter, you have everything here, I will entertain myself."
Fang Youqing turned around and picked up the kettle on the table and poured himself a glass of water. Just as Zhou Jinheng was about to say that this was his cup, Fang Youqing had already drank it, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Have you lost weight recently?" After drinking tea, Fang Youqing took the initiative to stir up the topic again, "It was hard to film, right? I see that your fans have sent a lot of supplements outside, and they are asking your assistant to take care of you."
Zhou Jinheng has been alone these days except for filming. He is accustomed to being quiet and has no desire to talk at this moment. He just made a sound of "um" and closed his eyes again.
Fang Youqing was originally not a talkative and lively personality, but for some reason now, he started chatting with him without words. He talked about watching a play he acted recently and thought it was very interesting, and then said that he was studying recently. Chef, next time I invite him to come home to taste his craftsmanship. Later, he talked about the art exhibition next week and asked him if he had time to watch it.
Zhou Jinheng sat up from the reclining chair, raised his hand and pressed his temple, just as he was about to say something, the pain in the wound caused by the movement made him frown, Fang Youqing immediately turned around and went to the table to get a cotton swab, dipped it in alcohol and wanted to give it to him Zha: "Why are you always like this, you refuse to apply medicine when you are injured, I'll do it..."
The unfinished words were interrupted by Zhou Jinheng's dodging movements. I saw that he stepped back and raised his arm to block Fang Youqing's outstretched hand. After raising his eyes to meet Fang Youqing's stunned gaze, he realized that he was overreacting.
After a while, Zhou Jinheng took the cotton swab in his hand: "Thank you, I'll do it myself."
Seeing that Zhou Jinheng couldn't see where the wound was, so he wiped it with a cotton swab, and the smile on Fang Youqing's face was almost unbearable.
He remembered that three years ago, Zhou Jinheng was even more arrogant and irritable than he is now, but he was able to restrain most of it in front of him and fight with people. One second he was sullen and pretending to be cool, and the next second he saw him With an expression similar to grievance, he took the initiative to bring his face over to let him apply the medicine.
Fang Youqing is not stupid, so he can guess the reason why Zhou Jinheng is alienating him now. He took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile again: "I just moved to a new house recently, please come to play with Yang Chengxuan, and by the way, your sister, I heard that she is coming back from abroad soon? Invite her to come and play."
"I'm going to be filming recently, but I don't have time." Zhou Jinheng refused bluntly, "If you want to invite Yueyue, I'll give you her number."
The unexpected answer made Fang Youqing dumb, the two were speechless for a while, and the air also froze.
After a period of close encounter, Fang Youqing's understanding of Zhou Jinheng prompted Fang Youqing to take a step back.
He stood up and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Seeing that you are so tired, I won't bother you any more today." He then tapped his fingers on the table, "Don't forget to take the medicine here, and I will give it to you. The fruit you bring, don't worry, there is no high sugar content in it."
Zhou Jinheng responded and got up to see off the guests.
At the door, Fang Youqing suddenly turned around and looked at each other again, trying to find something other than indifference in Zhou Jinheng's eyes, such as reluctance. Maybe the light here is too dark, he tried several times, but still couldn't find anything.
In the end, I couldn't help but ask again: "Are you free to come over next week's art exhibition?"
Without waiting for Zhou Jinheng to refuse, Fang Youqing hurriedly added: "Half a day, just half a day, you promised to come to my first art exhibition before, this is not all my work, just treat it as me As a friend, I'll ask you to help support the scene, okay?"
Zhou Jinheng's mouth was half open, but when he was about to exit, he was blocked back.
After a while, he exhaled lightly, his eyes still calm, as if he was mechanically fulfilling an agreement that he could not repent in person: "Okay."