She is like a prosperous firework, burning brilliantly and passionately, and leaving the last light, heat and beauty in this perhaps somewhat indifferent world.

If she donates all her inheritance, she will help more children, even if she was abandoned and hurt by the children she loves.

She has endured too many grievances and accepted too much merciless abuse that does not belong to her, so she chose the most sad way to leave.

Don't bother her anymore, let her world be quiet again, and let her sleep in peace.

We just need to remember that there is such a beautiful person, who wallows in the darkness of the mire, and still wants to hand the light to the people on the other side..."

Listening to the host's deliberate sensationalism, many artists and stars who had no friendship with her took turns on stage to express their memories to her.

There are several female artists who used to obviously disagree with her, and at this moment, with a slightly touching sad acting skills, made Gu Xi, who was sitting in the crowd expressionlessly, wearing a black dress and a hat, pursed his lips into a line.

The white and slender swan neck was still a little stiff when the neck frame was removed, but it seemed that Gu Xi had a bit of an unsympathetic sense of arrogance.

Gu Xi actually didn't feel sad, because no one knew the real reason for her suicide, and no one knew what the last straw that really crushed her was, because fate was sometimes much more cruel than imagined.

If she could, Gu Xi felt that it was good for her to lie in the coffin beautifully like that, and she felt that Tianyao was very interesting this time, and the crystal coffin customized for her was very beautiful, and she was very satisfied.

It's just that the funeral process is too cumbersome, making it seem like the press conference of her new play, and the actors have to go up separately to give speeches.

The quiet crowd and the silent expression were sincere and moving, but Gu Xi felt more and more absurd.

This sense of absurdity diluted her strange emotions of coming to her funeral, and also made her resist the urge to sneer.

A week ago, she was a bitch that everyone cursed about, but after she died, she suddenly got a compliment that she couldn't bear.

And that, just by hearing it, she felt extremely moving new title: National Goblin.

Anyway, it was his own funeral, Gu Xi also lowered his head, and read the eulogy meaningfully, but there was a sudden commotion in the crowd behind him.

actor Xie Yi appeared at Gu Xi's memorial service, and what was more unexpected than the media was Gu Xi himself.

Not to mention that they don't have much intersection, the only time the crew filmed, Xie Yina was like hiding from a virus and avoided her.

Especially this actor who has just been awarded the title of actor, it is when the media attention is highly concentrated, and in public, he actually appeared here for the first time.

Xie Yi's appearance was even more unusual than Gu Xi coming to attend her funeral, but she couldn't find a reason, so she could only attribute it to the fact that this person was actually cold-hearted, and for the co-actors who had filmed together, he was still very humanitarian.

The reporters from the media were also excited for a moment, holding the SLR and snapping non-stop, looking like they wanted to make a big news.

Gu Xi was a little melancholy, her name, the first time she appeared with this actor with the attribute of cultivating immortals, it would probably be "The actor Xie Yi actually appeared at Gu Xi's funeral, on Gu Xi's peculiar interpersonal circle", such a title, maybe it can still climb Li Ruoxi, she just wanted to wave her hand wildly and refuse.

In the crowd, many female artists were surprised at first, and then they all subconsciously tidied up their makeup and hair, adjusted to the expression with the best appearance, and then peeked at the men who came all the way.

Seeing Gu Xi shook his head, he complained beautifully: No matter how you dress up, aren't you as good as a dead man in the crystal coffin on the stage?

The man was dressed in black, with a white silk flower pinned to the door on his chest, and a large bouquet of white roses in his hand, still with a cold aura, cold and noble to the point of being a little ruthless, but it unexpectedly fit the atmosphere that this funeral should have.

Gu Xi was stunned, although he was not familiar with him, but at least this man seemed to be a person who really came to attend the funeral.

Xie Yi didn't come on stage to say anything like other entertainment industry artists present, but just found a vacant seat and sat down very quietly.

Unfortunately, he sat next to Gu Xi.