Chapter 55: Maybe Not Suicide
On this shijie, there are too many rich people, but most of them are in business; There are too many powerful people, but there are always some who are unclean; I often wonder if money can buy everything, then aiqing is one of them.
When I was young, I often heard adults say that love is taboo; When I was younger, I used to listen to TV and say that love is pure; When I was younger, I often heard books say that love is complicated.
When I was not involved in money power, I simply loved Zhu Yang; And when I began to get in touch with social principles, I began to rely on Fang Wenke, and even summarized these dependences in aiqing, and I began to feel that love is hard.
For example, those aiqing who have too many conditions attached, those who are bound by external objects, and those who are in the limelight, all the external fillers make love heavier and more dirty.
You won't feel overwhelmed and then until one day you'll throw it all away.
On this shijie where the density of information interweaving is too high, the celebrity effect is always the most lethal, for example, the news of Wang Tao's suicide has been spread all over the streets and alleys, precisely because she is the eldest daughter of the chairman of Hongqi Group. Of course, as the second daughter, Wang Ying has also been exposed to media opinion for a while because of her fairy-like appearance and excellent family background.
But after all, the media's public opinion has been processed, so the day after Wang Tao's death, the media deliberately released such two news: after the death of Wang Tao, chairman of Hongqi Group, 30% of the shares before his death belonged to her husband Liang Chengming; The queen of Hongqi Group fell from the building for another reason.
Although these two big titles appear on different websites, it is indeed difficult for people not to associate the two of them with such bright words, or maybe we ordinary people have watched too many bloody TV series, and put the living reality into the TV series.
A celebrity is a celebrity, and even the cause of death has to be processed, fabricated, and even hyped.
At eight o'clock in the morning, I opened my eyes with Fang Wenke, but I slept in the guest room, and he slept in his own bedroom.
Although Fang Wenke and I are under the same roof, I don't want to share a bed with a man so early, at least as a girl's innocence, and reserve.
I got up and scratched my hair at the dressing mirror in the room, and when it didn't look very messy, I pushed open the door, just as Fang Wenke came out of the bedroom.
He was wearing plain pajamas, his hair was basically twisted, his eye feces were still stuck to the corner of his left eye, and his right eye was basically in a state of not being opened.
I suddenly felt that I didn't need to pay attention to my image anymore, because the current Fang Wenke was enough to make me unbearable, and I had to look up to him.
Fang Wenke was still standing in place and trying to open his eyes to see me, I rushed up with an arrow step, and seized the opportunity before he entered the bathroom, so that he had to go to the bathroom on the first floor.
After I washed up, I went to the kitchen fridge and took out two servings of toast and milk, warmed them up a little in the microwave, and brought them to the dinner table.
Fang Wenke sat opposite me, refreshing Weibo in his hand, and said to me while chewing toast: "I saw the suicide of Sister Wang Tao that you told me yesterday on Weibo, I can't believe it." Sister Wang Tao has always been a person with a very real temperament, she can bear her brother-in-law's cheating, and she will commit suicide? ”
"Do you know each other well? You and Wang Tao! ”
"Well??? Because Wang Tao and Wang Ying are sisters! I used to play with Wang Ying when I was a child, so I always went to her house. At that time, Sister Wang Tao was only in her twenties, and every time I went to find Wang Ying, Sister Wang Tao would make me an egg tart to eat. When Fang Wenke mentioned Wang Ying, he still had a dull tone, I think Wang Ying should be a permanent bruise for him.
"Don't talk about Wang Ying, I don't like you to mention her!" I replied to Fang Wenke in disgust.
"Well, don't say it, don't say it! Boom~" Fang Wenke saw that I was angry, and he immediately turned into a cheap pouting monster and kept kissing at me.
"Okay! Hurry up and eat! I'll go upstairs to pack my suitcase, I didn't have time to take out my clothes yesterday after a busy day, and the pleats must be out! ”
"Yes! Go ahead! I'll watch TV for a while, and then let's go shopping and buy a few winter clothes, and Liang Xue and Zhao Jun will go. ”
"What? Liang Xue? Why do you still bring Liang Xue with you for shopping? I asked curiously.
"Liang Xue doesn't like Zhao Jun! I just want to be a moon old man, since Zhao Jun doesn't like Jiang Yun in your bedroom so much, then I'll try to make him like Liang Xue. After Fang Wenke finished speaking, he drank a glass of milk in one go, and burped twice.
"Then you can't do that! If the two of them really succeeded, then the relationship between Jiang Yun and Liang Xue would be completely scrapped! ”
"Then I don't care, I want to find a partner for Zhao Jun now! Then let Zhao Jun stay away from you! He's been so nice to you lately! I'm afraid you'll be snatched away by him! ”
"You're stupid! I'm your girlfriend! Zhao Jun didn't say he liked me! He's not so good to me because you're his own brother! Neuropathy! I looked at Fang Wenke with disdain.
"How do you know he doesn't like you??????"
"What did you say?" I looked at Fang Wenke in surprise, listening to the tone, he seemed to be hiding some secret.
"Nope! Not! It's nothing! Hurry upstairs and pack your clothes! Fang Wenke waved his hand awkwardly, his expression stiffened as if he was really hiding something.
I didn't think much about it, and I didn't ask too much, anyway, I was already surprised by Fang Wenke like this. In front of me, he always maintained a childlike heart.
I stood on tiptoe and pinched Fang Wenke's face, his lips still had the milk he had just drunk, and he looked cute.
After I cleaned the milk cups, I went upstairs while Fang Wenke watched TV on the first floor.
Back in the room, I put down the suitcase standing next to me, opened the zipper, and the moment I opened the suitcase, the diary was impressively exposed in front of my eyes.
At this moment, I still couldn't resist the shock wave of that memory, and a wave of sadness stimulated my heart.
I knew that feeling of my heart twisting together was the shadow that Zhu Yang brought to me, but I was not afraid now, I could even resist that evil attack strongly, so that the feeling of suffocation disappeared immediately, with an interval of less than five seconds.
I turned around and went to the dresser and picked up my phone, and after turning on the screen, I still received no less than ten text messages from Zhu Yang every day. I didn't read the text message carefully, I just quickly pressed a line of Chinese characters on the on-screen keyboard, hesitated for two seconds, and pressed the send button.
"If you want to get back together with me so much, then you can go back to Changchun now! After you arrive in Changchun in the evening, we will explain things clearly in person! ”
The weather today was nice, with bright sunshine and only a small amount of cool breeze. Although winter in the north came relatively suddenly, fortunately, the heat of the sun did not subside much, and today is a suitable day to travel.
It's just that on the other side of the city, Jiang Xiaoqiao and Liang Chengming are being interrogated in the cold police station.