As soon as Jiang Yuan's "Red Elimination Song" came to life yesterday, many theaters rushed to start on stage, and as soon as Jiang Yuan went home, many theater managers came to Jiang Yuan to ask for new operas.

With the generation of Shen Yeling, who was once again popular in Xunyang, Jiang Yuan's drama instantly became popular among the people of Xunyang, and Jiang Yuan gradually evolved from a notorious prodigal to a romantic talent.

The word "merry" and the genius are also praises, to say: "The past is a number of romantic people, but also look at the present day" The word "merry" is one of the meanings.

Jiang Yuan gradually stopped being pointed at behind his back when he walked on the street, poking his backbone and laughing: 'The prodigal man'. The elders nodded when they saw him, and the juniors bowed and said 'sir' when they saw him.

He finally forced himself to be a scholar in front of outsiders, which was contrary to his past days of freedom from freedom, but he began to think about the notorious free life in the past, at least at that time, Peng Shirong and Luo Xiaoqi accompanied him to bear this infamy.

Jiang Yuan thought of this and couldn't wait to rush back to Peng Shirong's small attic and live together with him, the big deal was that he would announce his relationship with Peng Shirong now, and it wouldn't hurt to be ruined and be a monster, but now the trauma in Peng Shirong's heart is not healed, and in such a blow, I am afraid that he will not want to see everyone's strange eyes on him, and he will come.

After talking to a few managers, Jiang Yuan didn't even have a chance to say hello to his father in the next second, so he rushed directly to Peng Shirong's attic.

"I can't help but be anxious, the slave tears the robe" He also learned to hum two sentences in the theater: "Sifan", "Sifan", the little nun who doesn't know the world is going down the mountain Sifan, let alone a person." He laughed to himself twice, pushed the door and entered the house: "How about we watch a play today, young master, I discussed with Manager Li of Chunhe Garden, ah... ”

Peng Shirong's whole person was hung high, a slender tie hung on the beam, and Peng Shirong's head was still hanging down. Waiting for Jiang Yuan to see that it was his breathlessness, the corpse was already cold, half of his eyes were staring out, his tongue was sticking out and spitting out half of the foam, and his pants were still stained with an unpleasant smell due to incontinence.

Peng Shirong, a playboy who loved beauty before, how could he choose such an ugly way to die.

Jiang Yuan glanced at it and took a few steps back, and sat straight on the ground, his legs began to tremble, his hands began to tremble, and finally spread to the whole body began to tremble, he used all his strength to make his head clear, and finally tried his best to shout silently: "Shirong."

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look".

"The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River".

“。。。。 It's the spring breeze blowing Revlon."

"I see, Mr. Jiang is good at literature."

。。。。。

"Then do you like me or not".

"Like".

。。。。。

"Let's go to the welfare home and adopt a child."

This word gradually came to mind, this is what he said to Peng Shirong, Peng Shirong said that he wanted to be as innocent as a child, warm-hearted, and hot-hearted. But now ... It took him a lot of effort to free himself from the posture of sitting, and rushed up to save Peng Shirong's body, wondering how he became cold and his heart was cold.

God still gave him the strength to shout, and when he tore Peng Shirong's body off his tie, he cried hoarsely, shaking his body, trying to warm his heart and make him sober.

But Peng Shirong was already lying down, like a puppet with a disconnected line, his heart couldn't be warmed, and he was sad that he always didn't know how he called Luo Xiaoqi, how he cleaned up Peng Shirong decently, and how he spent this period of time.

In short, when he reacted, Luo Xiaoqi was already sitting in her wheelchair with a superior gap, but he looked at him proudly with a condescending gaze, and frowned: "Jiangyuan people can't be resurrected after death, mourn."

She sighed, rolled her eyes, and set her gaze on the corpse wrapped in white cloth, which was about to be carried away on a stretcher, ironically the scene of his death being carried away was the same as that of his father and his sister after his death, except that his father and sister had someone crying for him after death, and he was cold and alone.

Jiang Yuan's whole person collapsed on the chair, soft as boneless: "How come, how come."

He would rather it all be a dream, he hadn't woken up yet, Peng Shirong was still by his side, continuing to say the verses he said, and then he thought he was talented and smiled triumphantly.

What he wanted to see was Peng Shirong's smile, not the cold and ruthless corpse.

He started to hit the wall with his head, trying to wake up from the dream quickly, but after hitting it twice, he was stopped by Luo Xiaoqi calling the servant.

Luo Xiaoqi was also unexpected and reasonable for Jiang Yuan's madness, picked up the package that Peng Shirong hid, and the photos he sent just today, and displayed them to Jiang Yuan one by one and said: "He was forced to death by others, and the person who forced him to death was in Tianjin, he is at large, what reason do you have to cheapen him and suffer yourself."

Jiang Yuan took these packages one by one and gathered them in his arms, not afraid of anger, and glared at Luo Xiaoqi: "Then you also know about Shirong."

What else could Luo Xiaoqi say, she had been taken aback by Jiang Yuan's eyes, and tried to control herself and nodded, these packages were clear-eyed people who knew that they had something to do with Peng Shirong's death when they thought about it, especially those blurry photos, even if they couldn't tell who was who, Luo Xiaoqi could see it clearly.

"Then they all know it", Jiang Yuan looked around, and with a fierce look, he glanced at the servants sent by Luo Xiaoqi one by one, and their bodies were all cold, this originally amiable Mr. Jiang never expected him to look at them with such eyes.

Jiang Yuan stood up slightly, gasped, his chest was empty, and only a chill remained: "Shirong was afraid of letting more people know about this before his death, you know what I should do, what face do I have to see him again."

Luo Xiaoqi was stunned and didn't say a word, he shouldn't have said this to Jiang Yuan, but it's a pity that Peng Shirong wasn't even afraid of how to show up in front of the public before his death, why was he suddenly afraid of this.

"Don't say it, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him if I really go down" Jiang Yuan's eyes were already desperate, the only thing he had experienced now was endless begging, let Luo Xiaoqi not know about this matter, let him go down to accompany Peng Shirong in the future.

But if Luo Xiaoqi didn't know, how could there be a way to help him solve Zhao Zhenyao.

Just thinking about it, he straightened his body, and it was still difficult to open the words of the chest blockage, and he turned his head slightly: "What else do I dare not tell you in this life, I know your ugly things, and you also know my most hidden secret, I may only have you as a confidant in this life."

Jiang Yuan sighed violently, regardless of whether Luo Xiaoqi was still behind his back or not: "Ah Sheng, the most failed thing I have done in my life may be that I failed to accompany you to the end."

The more he said this, the more hairy Luo Xiaoqi's back became, which is what ordinary people can say, this is simply a farewell before death, Luo Xiaoqi shook his head and reprimanded sharply: "Bastard thing, I thought you could be a little promising, I didn't expect to be as bastard as the person who wanted to break his leg, isn't it just a dead man, I'm still dead uncle, have you experienced the despair and crying of everyone around you, I am covered in bruises and I don't know what to say, what about you, it's really useless."

Luo Xiaoqi scolded hysterically for a long time, almost got out of the wheelchair, climbed to Jiang Yuan's side by himself, and grabbed his ears to ask him to listen a little.

Who knew that Jiang Yuan sat in front of the bed in a daze, still silent, and did not respond, and when he responded, he was already waiting for Luo Xiaoqi to scold him so that his brain was deprived of oxygen.

"Ah Sheng, do you know that you have loved someone, or, have you ever liked it", Jiang Yuan was in high spirits, not knowing whether he was sad and crazy, or how. In short, he actually gave Luo Xiaoqi a lecture as before.

"What is love, since Nuwa mended the heavens and Pangu opened the sky, Adam and Eve secretly ate the forbidden fruit, and there is this thing, many things cannot be solved by Chinese and Western thoughts, and the story of the prince and the prince who will be talented and beautiful for five thousand years is not to talk about this thing again"

"Girl, I don't think you understand, if you understand, you won't be stupid for a few years, I don't know why Jiabai likes you, I don't know why Hang Qingyan finally chose a small company commander, I don't know that Huai'an doesn't have a so-called husband and wife relationship with Xu Man."

He said these Luo Xiaoqi listened quietly, but the last two sentences of Shen Yeling and Xu Man She was really taken aback, to say that Xunyang is full of loving couples, there are more affectionate than Jin Jian, and there are also hypocrisy, but only Xu Man and Shen Yeling look reminded of the sentence that only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.

Now to say that their relationship is fake, Luo Xiaoqi was the first to stand up and refuse: "What are you talking nonsense", she reprimanded. Because this sentence is wrong, even a lot of what Jiang Yuan said to him before is classified as nonsense.

even took a few steps back and scolded a few small guys next to him: "Mr. Jiang is tired, give me a good look at him, put away the sharp things and fragile things for me, and don't even give me clothes and ties, if he jumps out of the window and hits the wall, he will cut off his legs, if he dies, I don't want to live."

"Why bother"? Jiang Yuan fell weakly on the bed, Luo Xiaoqi let him survive but not die, and he wanted to torture him and let him endure in this world, why bother.

But Luo Xiaoqi didn't care, he walked out angrily, the body had just been carried to the door and was not ready to be sent away, Luo Xiaoqi looked at Peng Shirong who was wrapped in a white cloth, and he could vaguely print his face under the thin white cloth, and the sentence of cutting off his leg was just a joke to scare him.

Now he's dead, and he's gone.