"Wenwen, shall I accompany you tonight?"

When Song Wen was about to get out of the car, Sun Qing stopped her.

Song Wen likes to be quiet, she always has insomnia when there are others in the room, this is the first time, Sun Qing offered to sleep with her.

Sun Qing didn't know what was going on today, but he suddenly felt unsteady in his heart, and he had a faint bad feeling.

Song Wen smiled and shook her head: "No, I won't be able to sleep well if you're here, Sister Qing, I'm fine, you can go back first."

She yawned as she spoke, "I'm sleepy, I have a headache."

Sun Qing saw that she was normal, and retreated: "Then I'll send you up, and I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"Okay."

Song Wen didn't refuse, and went home with Sun Qing back and forth.

Because of the filming delay, it was the evening rush hour at this time, the road was jammed, and the sound of horns and scolding was mixed together, making people panic.

Su Mu held the steering wheel, his palms sweating.

She swallowed and said as if comforting herself, "Yinyin, I think she's normal when she leaves, she should be fine, right?"

"I'm not sure," Shen Fanyin shook her head, "but if she knows and is so calm, it must be abnormal...... Anyway, go check it out, it's better if it's okay." Five

"Well, it should be fine."

Su Mu muttered softly, as if saying this would really make the result change what she wanted.

It was eerily quiet in the car.

Su Mu panicked for a while and put out the fire at a congested intersection.

"Yinyin, you can say a few words, I'm not steady."

She frowned, pounding on the steering wheel irritably.

Shen Fanyin was silent for a moment and said, "Don't you think that the words she said before getting into the car are particularly like her last words?"

Su Mu: "......"

She wanted Shen Fanyin to talk about some light topics to relieve her psychological pressure, but she dropped a bomb when she came up.

Su Mu thought like this, but uncontrollably began to recall what Song Wen said before getting into the car.

"Thank you."

"I want to see the light in the night, too."

"Goodbye."

Su Mu shuddered.

She tightened her grip on the steering wheel and said to Shen Fanyin, "You tighten your seat belt."

Shen Fanyin let out an "oh" and tightened his seat belt.

Su Mu and Shen Fanyin came out of a driving school, and their driving skills were also taught by an instructor.

Su Mu usually drives steadily, and that's because she's afraid of death.

Now she is suddenly not afraid, and her deterrence is comparable to Shen Fanyin.

Stopper, don't car, she dares to squeeze in if she catches a car seam.

In the abuse and farewell of a group of drivers, Su Mu stubbornly carved out a road in the congested traffic.

Song Wen's apartment is in a secluded high-end community, eighty percent of the residents are artists, and many paparazzi like to hang around here when they have nothing to do, and there is a great chance of taking pictures.

Song Wen took a shower after returning home and went to bed under Sun Qing's gaze.

She covered the quilt, habitually curled up in a ball, and waved at Sun Qing with a smile: "Sister Qing, go home, I'm really going to sleep."

Sun Qing tucked the quilt over her and said, "Don't look at those words, Jian Bai is already dealing with it, and there should be a result soon."

Song Wen nodded, didn't ask anything else, just obediently closed her eyes.

Sun Qing looked at her for a while, then got up to leave.

The sound of the door closing was soft, like a sigh.

After a few minutes, Song Wen opened her eyes.

She got up and put the quilt back together. She hung up the pink gown she was wearing today, placed it in the cloakroom, and found a track suit from many years ago at the bottom of the closet.

It was in this outfit that she wore back then and entered the door of Xingrui for the first time.

Stepping barefoot on the floor, Song Wen quietly walked to the jellyfish tank and fed them.

The two little things are not worried and are still fighting.

Song Wen looked at them quietly for a while, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Su Xingmu's phone.

"Sister Xing, I suddenly want to eat oranges, can you buy a few for me and send them over? I'm at home, huh...... I have something to tell you."

"yes, okay, I got it."

Shen Fanyin hung up the phone, turned his head and said to Su Mu:

"Mr. Su said that Song Wen wanted to eat oranges, and said that he had something to say to her."

"Huh?" Su Mu's eyes lit up, "Does that mean it's okay?" We're overthinking, aren't we?"

Shen Fanyin hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Let's go on, it's all here, go and see."

"Well, I don't feel comfortable if I don't look at it."

Su Mu said, continuing to increase the throttle.

When they arrived, Su Xingmu's car happened to arrive.

She often comes here, and she has become a familiar face in front of the security guards.

"You're here too." Su Xingmu frowned slightly, and was still carrying a bag of round and beautiful oranges in his hand.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Shen Fanyin said.

Song Wen's address was what she asked Su Xingmu for, and after she told the two of them, she hurried over.

On the way, Su Xingmu asked Shen Fanyin softly about the situation of today's shooting.

Shen Fanyin didn't hide it, and told Su Xingmu the facts and speculations he saw.

Su Xingmu's brows furrowed tightly, and he held the orange in his arms.

It seems that only these oranges can reassure her now-

It's okay, it's going to be fine, Song Wen is still waiting to eat oranges.

Just as they walked into the door of Song Wen's unit, there was a muffled sound of "bang" behind them.

Shen Fanyin's footsteps stopped, Su Xingmu was about to press the elevator hand to stop, Su Mu's back stiffened, and he didn't dare to look back.

Under the sunset, a girl wearing simple sportswear and facing the sky, she opened her arms and faced the wind, completing the only flight in her life.

No one knows how long she waited on the rooftop, just as no one knows if she saw the unquenchable light above the sky.

A large expanse of blood stained the ground red.

The people of the earth are still laughing until death.

She didn't get an orange.

Blood, ignited this unremarkable evening.

Su Xingmu suppressed Song Wen's suicide with a very fast speed and minimal impact, and the paparazzi who were squatting outside the community failed to take a photo.

She understood why Song Wen called her to come.

Only she can handle this.

Song Wen deceived everyone with a smile, and no one guessed that she was about to die today.

As in all these years, people outside the camera never know what kind of torture and despair she has experienced.

"If, if not, I must fight with Chen Li...... Then she won't ......?"

Shen Fanyin's lips trembled slightly, his voice trembled, and he looked at Song Wen's remains through the mist.

The wind sent blood to her nose, reminding her that someone had just died.

Shen Fanyin wanted to go over to look at her, but her legs were like lead, and she couldn't move an inch despite her best efforts.

Su Mu's face was pale, her hands were tightly clasping Shen Fanyin's arm, she stared at Shen Fanyin's eyes, and her voice was also trembling: "Yinyin, this, you can't be blamed for this...... Really, you can't be blamed for that......

She knew that Shen Fanyin must come to see Song Wen, just because she felt that she had burdened her.

But can this be blamed on Shen Fanyin?

Su Mu felt that it was not her fault.

If you want to blame, blame the real culprit who caused the status quo, and this world that doesn't listen to defense.