Wen Jiu thought she had offended some powerful figure, or a minor celebrity kept by a powerful figure, but she never imagined that it would be such a mentally ill pervert.
Without any reason, without even ever meeting.
A dying person shouldn't get angry over such things; it's not worth it.
Wen Jiu silently adjusted his emotions, wanting to rant a bit when the other person arrived. Anyway, since Brother Qu wasn't around, no one was watching him, and there were no cameras around, so he didn't need to manage his expressions.
But he was still a little scared.
They were afraid that if they saw the other person, they would die.
Perhaps, it is more terrifying than death.
Besides his unyielding spirit, he had nothing left; he couldn't even throw away his last remaining dignity.
Wen Jiu stood by the sea, glanced back at the driver, the sea breeze whipping their clothes and hair into disarray.
The driver neither helped the perverted boss nor helped him.
I didn't say a single word to him from beginning to end.
Seeing him enter the sea, he simply stood there and watched coldly.
That was the first and last time Wen Jiu came into contact with this type of person.
They are cold-blooded and callous, to the point of being numb to human life.
Like a ruthless killing machine, just looking at it sends chills down your spine.
Wen Jiu withdrew his gaze, but the biting cold that touched his feet as he stepped into the seawater made him hesitate.
It's too cold.
If he could, he would rather die at home, by cutting his wrists, by swallowing pills, or anything else.
But he was worried that it would upset Brother Qu and Sister Meng, and he was also afraid of being photographed by the media.
To die in a secluded corner would be too lonely.
It is said that whale falls in the deep sea can give new life to all living things.
Wen Jiu looked down at the sea and whispered, "You will accept me, won't you?"
Even though I cannot get there.
The moment the seawater reached his waist, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone on the sea. The boy looked up, and the light also fell into his eyes.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Wen Jiu turned around and looked back.
Upon seeing a car parked by the national highway halfway up the mountain, I looked up and smiled slightly.
Although I don't know who you are, I still want to congratulate you.
You saw it.
It was a success.
He could faintly hear urgent calls coming from behind, repeatedly calling him Wen Jiu, a name that was both unfamiliar and strangely familiar.
Wen Jiu closed her eyes and resolutely let herself sink into the sea. The biting cold penetrated her limbs and bones, and the surging seawater squeezed her lungs, as if it wanted to tear her flesh and blood apart.
I feel terrible.
But I felt very comfortable inside.
Since it can't continue, I'll abandon it myself.
I hope the seawater can wash away the filth covering me and restore my pure, burning glory.
May I, at the end of my life, still have no regrets about what I have loved in this life, and no regrets about the stage I have been on.
Wen Jiu struggled to wake up, and the first thing she saw was Feng Chi.
The man sat quietly in his karaoke room, his long, slender, fair hands gently stroking every inch of the paper, smoothing out the crumpled manuscripts little by little, and then neatly stacking them on the table.
Feng Chi's movements were gentle, yet his eyes were so calm and sorrowful that Wen Jiu's breathing tightened.
He thought he was awake, but it seemed he wasn't.
At least, the mess on the ground is still there.
Wen Jiu blinked slightly, and when she heard the familiar music playing from Feng Chi, large tears rolled down her cheeks.
I don't want difficulties to break us apart.
I blame myself for being so cowardly.
It's a pity I didn't make it.
I'm still afraid even after hugging her.
Even if I push you away forcefully, I will still stay.
It turns out that Feng Chi had already fallen deeply in love at that time.
It turns out that the intense love he saw in men's eyes, which he couldn't understand, was the result of carrying the weight of so many years.
But he knew nothing!
Just imagining Feng Chi Chi's feelings at this moment Wen Jiu feel like her heart was about to explode.
"Sorry..."
"Sorry..."
Wen Jiu watched as Feng Chi carefully tidied up her room, gently hugged the teddy bear that still carried his scent, and lay down in the blankets she had slept in.
His gaze was calm as he stared at the ceiling.
This must have been the man's first time entering this room, so he moved with extreme care, as if afraid of bumping into or hurting himself. Only when he gently pulled the blanket over his chest did his eyes begin to redden.
Wen Jiu's nose tingled, and she couldn't help but shed tears again.
Feng Chi only stayed here for two hours, as if afraid that if he stayed any longer he would never be able to leave again, and he timed it very precisely.
Once outside the room, he reverted to his cold, fierce demeanor.
It was even colder and harder than anything he had ever seen.
Nine hours after Wen Jiu's death, at 7:00 AM the following morning, the Feng held a press conference.
This is the first time that Feng has unconditionally allowed all entertainment media to enter and conduct interviews, and the entire event was broadcast live.
Facing the flashing lights and microphones of countless media outlets, the man got straight to the point.
"First, the person behind Wen Jiu is me."
The room erupted in uproar.
"Secondly, Wen Jiu's fans May the Stars Have No Tears, and that's me too."
The entire room fell silent.
Many entertainment reporters were already trembling with fear, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Feng Chi.
Wen Jiu's case caused a huge uproar, even alarming the police. It wasn't until 2 a. m. that netizens confirmed Wen Jiu's death on Starlight Entertainment's official account.
A teenager drowned at sea, and his body has never been recovered.
Agent Qu Feng was also involved in a car accident on the coastal highway and died from his injuries.
The trending topics list has been overwhelmed and crashed several times. Major social media apps have also crashed due to the inability to handle the massive traffic, and are currently undergoing emergency repairs and maintenance.
Only the various live broadcast rooms of Feng's press conferences can obtain first-hand information.
Therefore, almost everyone on the internet was watching.
Watch him publicly express his belated love.
"Third, during this period, the Feng's legal department will hold anyone who has slandered, defamed, or Malice harmed Wen Jiu accountable and will not let them off the hook."
"Those masterminds involved in serious cases, regardless of whether you were instructed by someone, please be extremely careful."
As Feng Chi spoke, he suddenly smiled, his gaze dangerous and chilling. "Don't worry, the netizens watching on the screen and everyone here, you don't need to worry about not being able to track you down."
"I have plenty of time to spend with you slowly, leisurely, and endlessly."
The entire internet felt a chill run down their spines even through their screens. Some people fell off their chairs and hurriedly deleted their comments, while others simply deleted their accounts.
Even so, seeing the man's calm and confident smile, she still felt uneasy.
[It's President Feng! It's President Feng! Ahhh, President Feng, why didn't you show up sooner? My wife is gone!]
[If President Feng hadn't admitted it himself, I would never have guessed it was him!]
[ President Feng must have just rushed back from abroad, right? There are dark circles under his eyes. He just got back and the person he cherished so much is gone. How heartbroken he must be.]
[You're President Feng's Star, his idol, the one he loves... Wen Jiu, can you hear me? There's still someone who loves you!]
[My husband didn't know. The last time he picked me up at the airport, he said he wanted to see that fan's face. Who would have thought it would be Feng Chi?]
[He was so young, so vibrant and radiant, seemingly brimming with endless life—you people will never understand what he truly meant to us, nor can you withstand even a moment of his dazzling brilliance—because you are nothing but a bunch of vermin destined to live in the gutter!]
The comments scrolled wildly, Wen Jiu stopped bothering to look at them and instead focused intently on the man in front of her.
His gaze traced the cold, ruthless face, watching his indifferent, thin lips utter the truth he never knew before his death—or perhaps, a confession.
"I love him, but he doesn't know it; at least until now, I thought he didn't need to know."
"Everything I did was of my own free will. I was willing to protect him, to stand behind him and watch him realize his dreams step by step."
"But I never imagined it would cause such irreversible consequences."
Feng Chi choked up for a moment, then looked up at the camera with unwavering determination, his eyes revealing an undisguised madness.
"In that case, I am willing to bear the cost of losing him."
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The final blow comes tomorrow. The torment of the past life will be completely over, and we'll return to a sweet romance!