"No, I won't let you do that!" Lin Anran violently pushed Fang Shuya away and fell to the ground.

"Anra, Anra! This is my only chance, these comics are my only hope, I am a cartoonist, I hope that I can have works to pass down in this world, I don't want to spend this life in obscurity like ordinary people, and I will not leave any traces of existence until I die, I just... I just want to have a little bit of a presence in this world, you know? Fang Shuya said to Lin Anran, who was dying on the ground!

"These... These are not your works, I will deal with the things I draw myself. Lin Anran said as he covered his wound and picked up the comic manuscript on the ground: "They shouldn't exist." Lin Anran said as he took out a lighter and wanted to burn the comic manuscript.

"No... Other... Don't do that, it's mine, they're all mine, it's all my work. Fang Shuya threw down Lin Anran like crazy and snatched the manuscript back from Lin Anran's hand.

Lin Anran was lying on the ground very weak, blood stained her clothes, and she no longer had the strength to stand up.

"It's mine, they're all mine, it's all my work, it's all mine!" Fang Shuya looked at Lin Anran, who was dying on the ground, and couldn't bear to turn her head over until Lin Anran was completely out of breath.

"Whew!" Fang Shuya is still sitting on the bridge looking at the starry sky, spit out two puffs of smoke rings and wander in the air from time to time, Fang Shuya received an anonymous comic, predicting that she will die here tonight, but it doesn't matter, at least she finally left something in this world, there was once a very famous cartoonist in the world called Fang Shuya, so it was enough.

A pair of miserable white hands appeared behind him and grabbed Fang Shuya's neck, Fang Shuya didn't struggle, just smiled with relief and said, "An Ran! Do you know? Sometimes mediocrity can really kill a person, my father is also a cartoonist, he has been drawing cartoons all his life and doing nothing, one day when my mother opened the door to find my father hanging himself in the room, my father left a suicide note on his desk and some money, in the suicide note he confessed that he was a mediocre cartoonist with little talent and no money at all"

"The 10,000 yuan on the table is the total amount he has earned by drawing comics in the past five years, he can't stand just relying on his wife to support the financial resources of the whole family, but he doesn't have any way, after all, because he is mediocre enough, so his comics are not cared for at all, he can't stand this mediocre life and his wife's expectant gaze, he knows that he may not be able to draw the kind of cartoons that can be a blockbuster, maybe he can only take his family to be poor all the time, he can't stand it anymore, He couldn't stand it anymore, he was sorry and could only say goodbye to us in this way. ”

The miserable white arm on Fang Shuya's neck began to slowly exert force, Fang Shuya's breathing gradually began to become difficult, and her face began to become ugly, Fang Shuya trembled and lit a cigarette and took a deep breath and continued: "Mom didn't feel too much surprise, it seems that she had long expected this fate, after all, as an artist, if you can't create works that others like, then there is only death in addition to poverty, and my mother held a funeral for my father, At the funeral, my mother fainted next to my father's body, oh no, it wasn't fainting! Because my mother had taken too many sleeping pills before this, so much that it could kill people! Mom loves Dad very much, but there is nothing to be done about this situation, so what awaits me next is the long life in the orphanage! ”

Fang Shuya took two puffs of cigarette greedily, even though the pair of miserable white hands on her neck almost made her breathless, but Fang Shuya desperately smoked the delicious taste of the cigarette as if she was enjoying the last comfortable time: "Do you know what is the saddest? The saddest thing is that I actually fell in love with comics, and I became a cartoonist like my father, but at the same time, I was also mediocre and inactive like my father, no one liked my work, and no one wanted to accept my work, if I couldn't earn enough money for me from my work, then I would end up like my father, disappearing in my own creative world, as if it never existed, leaving not even a trace. ”

"After many failures, I made up my mind to give up, but unfortunately God let me meet you, you are like a gift from God, you have drawn a manuscript with the story I want, you know? I think it was you who got me out of this predicament of my father, even if you are now full of resentment and want to take me out of this world, but I don't regret it, I don't hate you, even if what I did was wrong, I admit it, at least I can leave my name in this world, there was once a cartoonist named Fang Shuya in this world, this is enough, thank you Lin Anran, I am really lucky to be with you. ”

Fang Shuya closed her eyes with a smile on her face, waiting for what was about to happen next!

Suddenly, the hands on Fang Shuya's neck hesitated for a while and then let go of Fang Shuya's neck, Fang Shuya opened her eyes and looked back with some confusion, but there was nothing behind her.

On the other side, a man wearing a mask walked into the police station at the door of the police station: "Is there anyone?" ”

Xu Shibin walked out of the police station in a hurry, after all, the murderer of the factory director's family has not been caught, and the master is gone, these things make Xu Shibin feel very upset.

"What's the matter?" Xu Shibin asked a little angrily.

And Lin Zhiya also walked out of the police with sleepy eyes: "Who is it in the middle of the night?" ”

"I turned myself in, I killed the factory director's family, and I know where that old policeman Zhang Zicheng is!" The man in the mask said with a relaxed face.

At this moment, Lin Zhiya and Xu Shibin came to the spirit completely: "Confess leniently, resist strictly, you can turn yourself in, it shows that you are willing to admit your mistakes, and you will get the government's punishment reduction, so please carefully explain what happened." ”

And Lin Zhiya was also holding a notepad on the side and recording carefully.

The man with the mask took off his mask and said with a relaxed face: "It is true that I killed the factory director's family, and I think you all know about the factory collapse that happened a few months ago!" It was all caused by the factory director, and I have been following Fang Shuya, because it was his cartoon that let me know the truth of the matter, so I want to thank her in person, as for your master, because the consignment of drugs was revealed by Fang Shuya in the comics a few years ago, so he plans to kill people. But he accidentally missed the gun and hit himself, and his body is now ......! ”