Even affected unrelated personnel, and under other actors, they frantically guessed whether that little fresh meat was this person?

And quickly established a black super talk, the little fan is a junior high school student, I usually like that actress very much, and I am also studying hard in the hope of being admitted to a good university...... Then meet your idol with the best, most beautiful and most confident attitude.

Because in her mind...... The idol is her guiding light, a standard for her to deal with people, and a person she wants to try to catch up.

She wiped her tears and planned to open a clarification Weibo on Chaohua, but unexpectedly, she worked hard to code the words all morning, and the next moment she saw countless private messages and abuse.

[I wish you idols a good death]

【nmslnmsl】

[It's not a good thing to like that old woman, hahaha, are you selling? ] 10R in one night can't be more]

【Stinky Bitch ......】

There are many, many more private messages like this, and this little fan has realized what it means to be shameless and obscene.

She looked at the screen and burst into tears...... There was an uncomfortable feeling in her heart, which was astringent and entangled her.

Clearly...... She's good......

Why...... To be so? Little fans don't understand, obviously they have worked hard for many years and honed a lot of acting skills, but they were worn away by these people lightly......

Why? Her questions were not heard or answered.

The girl silently cried into the phone, and those vicious and obscene words seemed to turn into sharp knives, piercing straight into the heart, suffocating people.

"A great success!"

The thin man couldn't help but laugh when he saw the transfer record on the other side.

What is the conscience of doing this? Conscience only hinders the path to great wealth!

He boarded Weibo, randomly found a few fans to send private messages to lead the war, and watched the fans be angry because of these words, and actually confronted himself?

He took a screenshot of the picture, cut out those words, left the words refuted by fans, and posted it on the website in a different way.

Watching those keyboard warriors start to act, he suddenly coughed a few times, and his throat was a little itchy and made him feel uncomfortable.

But soon, that feeling was gone, and the thin man didn't take it to heart, and drank a glass of water and knotted.

"The fire of deep desire, ......"

"Burning ......"

"Dancing at the tip of the flames......"

"Gorgeous flowers that grow from the heart......"

"Entwined ......"

"Deeply rooted in the heart......"

"Endless mottled colors......"

"Spreading ......"

"After all, it will be strange and ......"

"Blood Moon Hangs High ......"

"Listen to the murmurs from the dirt......"

"Eventually the sins and the heaviness will break through the ground..."

"Kneeling ...... at your feet"

The voice was distant and near, ethereal, but the man heard it very clearly and unforgettable, the tune was treacherous, and the voice carried a looming heavy night.

In a trance, the man listened to this strange nursery rhyme, and suddenly felt an invisible flood that impacted his internal organs.

One is more violent than the other.

The man lowered his head uncomfortably and coughed, the flood had dissipated a lot, and the impact was a suffocating feeling in the internal organs, even if it subsided and the residue was heavy.

Unparalleled heaviness.

He was scared and wondered, is he sick?

Thinking about it, his face became more and more pale, and the man felt more and more frightened, he didn't have time to say anything, so he picked up his mobile phone and ran to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor didn't see what was going on, and the man just had a mild cold, but the latter still insisted on doing a full set of tests.

The doctor shrugged and didn't stop.

A few hours later, the man looked at the test results and fell into an unprecedented panic, and he frantically flipped through the test report, hoping to find out what was wrong.

But the self on the test report is very healthy.

It's just that there are some minor problems on the body, and it doesn't hurt.

As everyone knows, this situation makes men panic even more.

That incomparable heaviness hung over the man's heart like a shadow, and the latter was afraid that the shadow would be unbearable in the next moment, and then suddenly burst open.

He suddenly felt the flood again, and the invisible flood kept rising, giving people infinite pressure.

Why?

He lowered his head and coughed violently, although there was nothing wrong with himself on the test report, he still felt like he was going to die.

That's right - death.

The man returned to the dimly lit room in a distraught manner, the old curtains that had never been pulled up, either day or night.

He looked at the whole picture, all kinds of wine bottles and tissues were everywhere, the room was filled with all kinds of vomit and sour smell, and the anime murals on the walls were also covered with various knife marks.

The man was in such a room that looked like a garbage dump, but he didn't feel anything wrong, he took a low breath, took out a glass of water from the refrigerator and drank it all.

The cold liquid ran through the swollen throat and then through the stomach and intestines to the stomach.

He shook his head violently, trying to remove the enveloping sensation of the roots of his limbs all over his body, like a flood pavement.

But he didn't.

In a trance, the ballad sounded again.

"The fire of deep desire..."

"Burning..."

"Dancing at the tip of the flames..."

"Gorgeous flowers that grow from the heart..."

"Entangled..."

The ballad sounded in his ears at the right time, as if it were close to the distance, and after the sharp and hoarse business sang a lyric in a pulse, a piercing laugh would follow behind it.

His throat grew swollen as the tune of the song rose, making it difficult to speak.

The man struggled to lift his eyelids and saw a fan message in front of the computer screen.

[I beg you not to be so dark, okay?] She's really, really nice, good...]

The fan made a long talk, but the man didn't bother to look at the back, and the fire of desire rose from the bottom of his heart, and then devoured -

He lifted his heavy foot and struggled to move himself to the computer screen, his fingers seemingly wrapped tightly around the rope, unable to move.

But at this moment, the desire finally prevailed, and his fingers moved stiffly on the computer keyboard.

[I wish your sister to be forced to rot]

The man sent it out after typing this paragraph, and how swollen his throat was at this time, how swollen his heart was.

A stiff smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and looking at the angry speech of the fans, he took a screenshot of it and sent it to the Shui Jun group.

But for some reason, no one spoke in the group with a lot of lists in the past, and it took him more than ten seconds to send this picture out.