"I tried. ”

This was really a surprising answer, Xu Chunqiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Did he try?

I only heard Song Shenzhou continue: "At that time, I had just started acting, and not long after, there was a little bit of improvement, and illegitimate children began to talk to the hotel. ”

"On the same night, my agent booked me three hotels, but it didn't work. ”

"They chase cars. ”

Song Shenzhou took a deep breath, and then as if revealing an old scar, he slowly confided in the past that he hadn't talked about to anyone for a long time.

"It was raining heavily that day, it rained at night, the air was damp, and we got on the viaduct of the highway. ”

The dark night sky was thundering and thundering, and the rain was pouring down, and even if the wipers were turned on to the maximum, there was still no clear vision on a sunny day.

Later, that scene appeared in his mind again and again, dreaming back at midnight, stunned, no matter what time it was, the scene seemed to be able to squeeze into his memory, reappear again and again, consolidate and deepen countless times.

In order to avoid losing the car in the middle of the road, the two cars were so close that he could even remember the car reflected in the rearview mirror.

A red Citroen.

The assistant who was driving in the driver's seat also noticed the car that had been following them from the rearview mirror, they suddenly picked up speed, and after getting off the viaduct, they suddenly increased their speed at a turn, and the assistant hit the steering wheel fiercely, and turned without slowing down and threw off a short distance.

The hands on the dashboard quickly slid to 110 km/h, and the speed kept climbing.

It didn't take long for the car behind to vaguely catch up with a tail.

The assistant slapped the steering wheel impatiently, gasped for air, and pressed the accelerator down a little more.

The pointer on the dashboard slowly slid above one hundred and twenty.

Thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, shaking the entire night sky almost snow-white between lightning and thunder.

The red Citroen slowly sat side by side with them, and the girl in the passenger seat pulled down the window and leaned over with a tarp to cover her camera to take pictures.

The flash of the SLR camera and the lightning on the rainy night competed to tear open the bright openings in the dark, through the car window, and the sound of the rain outside the car window, Song Shenzhou felt as if he could imagine the "click" of the camera, the sound of a machine gun.

The girls in Citroen had their foreheads wet from the rain, and they shouted excitedly at Song Shenzhou's nanny car, and the voice was so high that he heard it through the car glass.

They said, "Brother, we love you very much."

Song Shenzhou, who was only twenty years old at the time, slowly pulled the car window, every word and sentence he said at that time seemed to be imprinted in his memory, nearly ten years have passed, no matter how the years are blowing, every detail that happened on a rainy night still can't fade.

He said, I'm sorry, it's not love.

The oncoming rain poured into his mouth and washed his face, but he didn't care, and continued to speak.

I don't feel loved, I just feel troubled and disgusted.

If that's how you express your love, then I'm sorry, I don't.

Stop with my car.

The voices of the girls in Citroen were cut off in the rainy night, and their excited expressions froze on their faces, and they looked at each other in panic.

Their favorite brother, the gentlest brother, he told them that he didn't need their love.

Song Shenzhou closed the window again without hesitation.

There was a curve in front of him, the assistant stepped on the accelerator suddenly, the road was not easy to walk on a rainy night, the wheels were slippery, and the car did not control its balance for a moment, and floated slightly.

Fortunately, the assistant quickly regained his balance and successfully navigated the tricky corner.

Song Shenzhou exhaled heavily, and he wiped the rain on his face when he shouted at the other party just now.

The car was still speeding away, and the cars behind did not continue to follow.

Joyfully.

Song Shenzhou thought so, turned his head, and took one last look at the red Citroen that they had left behind from the glass in the back of the car.

That glance will be one he will never forget.

"What happened later?" asked Xu Chunqiu.

Later, Song Shenzhou's expression froze on his face, and he couldn't pull his facial muscles to make any decent or inappropriate expressions.

Then they all died, in that rainy night. ”

The red Citroën wheels were slippery, the road friction on rainy days was low, and when it turned, the body of the car jerked outward.

The area was already approaching the outskirts of the city, and the rear of the car slammed into the protective fence on the side of the road, and the car was stuck by the protective railing, and then it turned over and fell in that direction.

There was a loud bang in the sky, boom, thunder.

U-turn, quick U-turn, he roared and shouted to his assistant.

They turned around and dialed all the emergency numbers.

But it didn't work.

There was only a gap left in the fence, and the color of the Citroen was like blood, buried in that rainy night of lightning and thunder.

There were three girls in the car, all young, none of them over thirty years old.

No one survived.

Later, the girl's parents came up to him in frenzy and wanted to blackmail him, Song Shenzhou had just become popular for a short time, and he could only get 20% of the salary and advertising fees, and he owed the company a lot of training fees that he didn't pay back.

He couldn't fill the three girls' parents' lion-wide mouth as mental compensation.

The traffic police called up the surveillance video of that section of the road, and all the evidence pointed out that it was just a simple road traffic accident. Their daughter followed Song Shenzhou's nanny car out of a sick mentality, so she lost her life.

The killers were the torrential downpour and slippery night road that night.

But the parents didn't stop there.

They scolded him on Weibo, slandered him in various ways, said that he despicably took the life of their daughter, put the name of "murderer" on Song Shenzhou's head, and announced it to the world, wantonly publicizing it.

They set off a carnival of public opinion, and people laughed at the wishful thinking of the star-chasers and despised the flood of traffic idols.

Song Shenzhou just endured it like that, silently.

Although it is not his fault.

The red Citroen, who had lost his life on a rainy night, pierced his eyes and covered his mouth.

He kept asking himself if he hadn't said those words that night, if he had checked into one of the hotels instead of running away in a nanny car in the middle of the night, would all the tragedies not have happened?

But no one could answer him.

Song Shenzhou has grown from a rookie actor who has just entered the circle to a Golden Dragon actor with both traffic and word-of-mouth.

In the nine years since, he has never restrained his fans' behavior in such a forceful way.