He never thought she would die.

Never.

In the autumn of this year, all film awards were dominated by the same film.

Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor, Best Screenplay, Best Supporting Actress, Best Cinematography, Best Art Direction, Best Costume Design, Best Editing......

The hot search seems to be talking all the time about what awards a movie has won, and the actor has been praised by the mainstream media.

Successful and honored, all the participants in this movie are worth a lot of money and are constantly invited-

Except for one person.

The actor who won the Best Supporting Actress at four film festivals, the actor who experienced the fire at a young age and became popular, and the actor who debuted as a child star and whose fans are all over the Chinese circle.

Shang Qing sat casually behind the desk, rubbing the ring that the necklace was wearing, lazily closing his eyes, and said lightly, "What did you just say?" ”

On the computer screen in front of him, a movie was playing, the stereo was on, and there was a paranoid female voice, hoarse with hatred.

"Don't you want me to take this oath? Then you will listen to me, my third girl is in charge of the Wu family, and in this life, I will never marry - until I die, until I go to the grave, I will only be alone! ”

Assistant Eagle just wanted to say something, but his chest was suddenly sour, so blocked that he couldn't say a word, and he could only show a wry smile.

An old man of the Shang family with a very high backup next to him couldn't stand it, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, the Shang family needs a hostess, and a step......"

Shang Qing's eyebrows were stained with a hint of disgust and impatience: "I'm already married." ”

"She's dead, no-"

He suddenly raised his eyes, lazy and exhausted, those sharp lines of eyes were fierce at this time, the pupils instantly turned cold, the anger under his eyes rolled, and the killing intent was monstrous!

"You give it to me again," he said slowly, word by word, "again." ”

The old man sighed, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Ji Chenxi put the document on the co-pilot, got into the driver's seat and started the car, and drove towards the road.

He went to Shang Qing to sign, in recent years, Mr.'s whereabouts have become more and more mysterious, and the outside world says that he lives in a simple place, but in fact, Ji Chenxi knows that Mr. is not so "homely".

On the contrary, Mr. basically stayed in the Emerald Capital for a year, even if he just went to Emerald Street to take a look, he was not willing to stay in the hotel.

After all......

She was in the hotel and disappeared forever.

Shang Qing stood at the door of Diancui Pavilion, he couldn't help but slow down, he was sometimes in a trance, and he always felt that in the warehouse behind the door in the next moment, a familiar crisp laughter would sound.

The figure of the elf-odd girl, struggling to hold a piece of rough stone, giggling and shouting "calcite", looked back at him, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and asked him if he would eat peach-flavored ice cream.

It's been so long, and when I think about it, I feel like I've inserted a barbed knife into my heart again, and I turn the blade without mercy, cutting it bloody and painful.

He didn't even dare to recall that day, the fire that pierced his eyes and burst into tears.

Time is like wine, the longer it passes, the more severe and cruel the pain becomes, just like a ring that is worn into a necklace and is not given out, when the edges and corners of the diamond hang down, the more painful it is, the more sober it is.

"Sir."

Listening to the call behind him, Shang Qing closed his eyes, forced back the somewhat bitter wetness, calmed his expression, and turned around.

It's Ji Chenxi.

Ji Chenxi said in a low voice: "...... The news from the hospital that Shang Xiaolin died. The injury recurred, and he was infected by superbugs, and the doctor said that the resistance to antibiotics was too strong, and there was no way to ......"