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"My God! Huayan!"
Immediately, the two staff members rushed over to take Huayan out of the bathtub.
Li Jin's nostrils were filled with the smell of blood, and she was pulled back against Yu Qianfan's chest.
The sound of those people's footsteps went away, and they probably went to the hospital with Huayan. Yu Qianfan wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted them lightly. Li Jin was already standing outside the room.
The sound of Yu Qianfan closing the door of the hotel room came from next to his ears.
"Okay." He moved his hand away.
Looking at the closed door again, Li Jin calmed down.
"Can Huayan be saved?"
She looked much calmer than Yu Qianfan imagined.
"I don't know." Yu Qianfan actually knew in his heart that she would not be able to save her, because her lips were pale, and when the two men carried her on their backs, they were so sinking that they could hardly stand up.
Only the dead can be that heavy.
"It's not your fault, don't think too much." Yu Qianfan thought of the letter Huayan left her, "What did she say in the letter?"
Li Jin took out the letter again and handed it to Yu Qianfan. She leaned against the wall and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
"I know her death has nothing to do with me. Last time she came to me, she just wanted to give me this USB flash drive."
Yu Qianfan unfolded the letter paper, on which Huayan's handwriting was clean and delicate.
"Hello, Li Jin, I will probably have left this world by the time you read this letter, please don't blame yourself, and don't want to think too much, I wanted to find you many times before, didn't I want to tell you that I was in this dirty place The world can't live anymore, and you didn't miss the best time to save me, after all, you can't save a person who wants to die, I just want to tell you something."
"Even if Yu Qianfan didn't show up at that time, if you are willing to listen to me, I will make it to the last step after I finish talking about these things. You should see me on the news by then."
"Excuse me, maybe dying people are like this, talking too much and being long-winded."
"I think you should know Fang Mosheng, the professor in your class. You may not know this person very well. He always tricks some acting kids with no background into making them lovers for the bosses and young directors in order to make money for himself." Interests."
"Those who wake up and want to leave him will be threatened with indecent videos and photos secretly sent by those small bosses, and I am just one of them."
"I don't have the guts to take him to court while I'm alive, and I don't want my scarred history to be widely known. I want to be fired, but not in this way."
"So I cowardly chose to die. Only after my death did I have the courage to sue this scumbag in court. I don't care about those video photos anymore. Anyway, I have become a handful of ashes in the yellow earth. When the police investigate me, Please, please give them the USB drive I left behind, which contains some of the evidence I left behind."
"Perhaps you don't understand why I chose you among so many people. I once went to Fang Mosheng's home. In his study, he drew a picture for all the girls who were persecuted by him. painting."
"But it's strange that I saw your mother in those paintings of his. I don't know what is the connection between him and your mother. I just think you should know about it. I am ashamed to say that I am you. My mother's painting fan, when you were young, I saw your mother take you to an art exhibition."
"You are as beautiful as you were when you were a child, so I recognized you at a glance. My favorite is your mother's painting 'Hope'. It once became my spiritual pillar in the dark days. Unfortunately, now I I can no longer see that painting."
"Dear Li Jin, I can't see the day when Fang Mosheng and those villains are brought to justice, and I hope you can continue to shine on the stage."
"I hope that one day, this circle can become clean and beautiful again, I hope that more and more capable people can play the roles they want, and I hope that those spectators who have never met will stop speaking ill of us. "
"Good luck, little girl, and finallyif you find my body, please don't look directly at me, because it probably looks very scary and desperate."
Yu Qianfan fell into a long silence after reading this passage.
Between the lines of Huayan reveals the tenderness that belongs to this person alone.
But it happened that such a person was bullied, ignored, and eventually died.
Her hatred of Fang Mosheng may reach the limit.??I can't wait to devour his flesh and blood, but the letter she left to Li Jin is still gentle.
Didn't even use any bad words.
Li Jin stood there for a long time without speaking.
Want to die! Don't live!
Such thoughts appeared every minute and every second when she was in the basement.
She even thought about how to die.
But in the end she held back, not because she was afraid, but because she was not reconciled. Maybe she was a woman who was more ruthless than Huayan in her bones. She told herself over and over again that the villain still lives alone, why should the person who did nothing wrong die?
How could she let these people live carefree in this world?
Soon Yu Qianfan's phone rang, and Yu Qianfan pressed the hands-free button, and there were regretful voices from two staff members, "Teacher Qianfan, he was not rescued."
"The police have come, please come and make a record."
After hearing this, Li Jin slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She squeezed the USB flash drive in her hand, "Let's go."
She glanced at the red coat on her body, turned around and said to Yu Qianfan with a blank face, "Come and buy a black dress with me when you go downstairs."
Yu Qianfan didn't say anything.
Li Jin didn't seem to need comfort, but there was a burning fire in his eyes, attracted by the resentment and remorse emanating from the bones in the mass burial cemetery, it became the eternal light in his eyes.
The staff members were guarding the hospital bed, and Hua Yan's face had been covered, and the two staff members couldn't bear it.
"Li Jin is still a little girl, isn't she frightened?" One person sighed.
The other person also shook his head sadly when he thought of the scene in the bathtub, "A young girl, I guess this matter will become a shadow in her heart for the rest of her life."
While the two were talking, the camera suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor.
Two people in black clothes walked over from a distance, both of them looked very calm, Li Jin was still holding a large bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms, and the black high heels knocked on the ground making a cold and crisp sound.
Both staff members were stunned, because Li Jin didn't show any fear or cowardice.
The bouquet of flowers in her arms seemed to be a samurai's sword in her hand.
The entire corridor became her battlefield.
They didn't know how a little girl could have such an expression, but when Li Jin approached, the sense of oppression became more intense.
She placed the bouquet beside the bed, and held Hua Yan's hand protruding from the corner of the quilt.
She slowly pulled down the quilt, Huayan was like a painting that lost its color.
Only the dark black and the lonely white are left.
Li Jin squatted down slowly, and said to her: "I also like the 'hope' you mentioned."
The two staff members heard her gentle voice.
But that's not what they saw in Li Jin's eyes.
She seemed to have said something else.
I am invited!
Into your battlefield!
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