Jian Fengjun sat on the edge of the hospital bed, looked at the weak Fu Yang, recalled his popular and high-spirited appearance back then, and a cruel smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Yang was lying face up, his eyes empty.

As soon as this song "Wang Sun" came out, Fu Yang became completely popular, and in the same year, he changed his name to Fu Xie Yi and signed a contract with the Jade Face Entertainment Singer Department.

At this time, Jian Fengjun was still running around looking for a job.

Fu Yang heard Jian Fengjun accuse him, closed his dry eyes, and said, "Isn't it enough for me to compensate you?" ”

Jian Fengjun's face changed, and he stood up and kicked away the chair: "Who wants your cold rice for charity!" ”

Fu Xie Yi became popular all the way after signing the company, he introduced the unemployed Jian Fengjun to Wei Qinghuan, and everyone knew about the later things, Jian Fengjun became Wei Qinghuan's last assistant, and watched her push herself to death.

The TV was on, Lu Yiwei took the microphone handed by the staff, and was about to speak, I don't know why, he looked more similar to Wei Qinghuan in the camera, Fu Yang was attracted to attention, and put Jian Fengjun aside.

Jian Fengjun was not angry, and went over to pull Fu Yang's collar: "You look at me!" ”

Fu Yang stubbornly twisted his face away.

His skin was moist and cold, and through the hospital gown, the cold continued to spread to Jian Fengjun's body, and he was excited, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty: "It's me." ”

"I poisoned you."

When the crowd was completely quiet, Lu Yiwei picked up the microphone and put it to his mouth: "Hello, I'm Lu Yiwei, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come, I came here today to explain one thing to you." ”

Lu Yiwei took a breath, raised his eyes, and said to the waiting crowd: "My mother did not take drugs, and her death had nothing to do with contraband." ”

I don't know where the strength came from, Fu Yang pushed Jian Fengjun to the ground, the real "Fu Yang" returned to his weak body, he was conscious, and asked word by word: "What did you say?" ”

"I gave the poison!" After piercing this layer of window paper, Jian Fengjun became more comfortable, and his sentences were much smoother, "I brought you that bottle of drink, and there are very few people who can touch your food, have you never doubted me?" ”

Jian Fengjun stood up, and Fu Yang was shrouded in a huge shadow.

Fu Yang and Wei Qinghuan have a very personal relationship, not long after Wei Qinghuan died, Fu Yang was poisoned in the background, his throat was completely broken, and he was hidden by the jade face, and later, his spirit slowly became problematic, and he told people everywhere that all this was done by the company, and there were rumors on the Internet.

Some people say it's the company, some say it's a black fan, some say it's a competitor, but no one thinks of Jian Fengjun, who followed Wei Qinghuan and was submissive.

Jian Fengjun commented coldly: "Fengjun understands? What a bullshit Feng Jun understands! You're a deceitful villain, and sometimes I think if only I had known it sooner. ”

Fu Yang lifted the quilt and got out of bed, he stood tremblingly in front of the air conditioner, as if he would be blown down by the air conditioner at any time: "Then you come!" What can I do? How can you go on stage with a face like yours?! ”

He bowed his head apologetically and said, "During that time, you couldn't find a job, and you had a hard time, and I was very distressed. ”

Jian Fengjun forcibly swallowed a sad sigh: "Don't come to this set, you sang my song, fame and fortune, how many benefits did I get, didn't the big head belong to you?" ”

Jian Fengjun gritted his teeth hatefully, in the past few years when Fu Yang was sick, he hadn't come to see it once, Fu Yang thought that he was the same as himself, he couldn't bear to face a broken relationship, and he didn't expect to confront him today, only to find that all he cared about was money. Book 6 bar

Fu Yang shouted in despair: "Isn't my money your money?" Is there a difference! Why are you so angry with me, don't you love me very much?! ”

The media was in an uproar, the security guards stepped forward at the right time to form a human wall, shouting loudly to maintain order, Lu Yiwei put down the microphone, lazily watched for a while They pushed each other, and then got up and left, without saying a word more.

The last shot was fixed on Lu Yiwei's face, he wrinkled his brows, his lips were tightly pursed, so cold and misanthropic, and only after finding that the camera was facing him did he show a perfunctory smile.

"It's noisy!"

Fu Yang picked up the remote control on the ground and threw it on the TV, the sharp corners cut through the screen, and Lu Yiwei's small half of his face turned into snowflakes, and after his face was shattered, the picture was more like a ridiculous dream.

Jian Fengjun pushed Fu Yang onto the hospital bed, pressed his hand on his chest, thought of "Feng Jun's understanding", thought of the unwillfulness of the past few years, and shouted hysterically: "What kind of gentleman! What does it mean! What a ghostly world! What a reputation for stealing the world! It's all fake! None exist! ”

Jian Fengjun slowly retreated, Fu Yang covered his chest and gasped, his breathing slowed down little by little, and in the end, his chest no longer rose or fall.

The air conditioner blew the broken hair on Fu Yang's sideburns, and Jian Fengjun glanced at it from afar, and tears fell silently.

After a long time, a wisp of singing floated out of the ward, and Jian Fengjun hummed softly: "Folding the sick piano smells Shaoguang." ”

He choked up: "Folded the sick piano, smell, Shao, light." ”

"Remember what your name was?"

Yun Tian woke up halfway through the game, faster than he imagined, Duan Mingyue paused the game, pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, and pretended to ask casually.

Before Yuntian could answer, she rushed to say a bunch of useless nonsense: "The quilt is covered, it's cold, well, your hands are cold, rest well, don't worry, there is money on the card, you don't have to worry about anything, are you thirsty?" I bought lemon tea, what do I want to eat? I'm going to order takeout. ”

Yun Tian smiled, this smile was different from the previous ones, gentle as a trickle of water.

Duan Mingyue looked stupid and wanted to pat him on the head, remembering that this person was still injured, so she could only pat him on the shoulder: "What are you laughing at!" I ask you if you still remember who you are. ”

"Cloudy sky."

Duan Mingyue let out a sigh of relief, and the strength on her shoulders was also removed: "Ouch my mom, you're scared of me to death..."

"But I seem to have something else in my head."

Yun Tian's eyes have completely changed, even if he didn't say anything before, sitting there was terrifying, like the noble children in the old photos of the Qing Dynasty, but now he finally came out of the photos, like a person who can see and touch.

Duan Mingyue thought to herself that this was really not easy, and before he had fully woken up, he should seize the time to take advantage of it, so he leaned in, touched Yuntian's hand, and touched his forehead.

"If you don't remember, you can't remember, if you don't remember, it's okay, just live again." , Duan Mingyue touched the back of his neck, "Then do you remember who I am?" ”

Yun Tian blinked when he heard this question, he raised his head, looked at Duan Mingyue seriously for a while, smiled again, and nodded very hard: "I remember." ”

He quickly pecked at her lips and said in an affirmative and excited tone, "Your name is Duan Mingyue." ”