The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

"It must be that bitch He Meng!" Gu Weiliang almost died of anger when he saw the comments, he dropped his phone and cursed angrily.

Except for He Meng, no one has opposed her recently.

"Fight with me, okay." Gu Weiliang couldn't hold her breath any longer, she pointed to her agent and said, "Buy me some He Meng's trending black material right now, and I'll post it 24 hours a day from tomorrow Search above, I'm not happy, and she shouldn't think about it either."

The first female lead and the second female lead in the same show are already fighting to the death before filming starts, and everyone in the circle is eagerly watching this big show where the newly promoted Xiaohua battles the established actress.

Lin Xingcheng didn't pay too much attention to these entertainment news. When "Mirror Shadow" was officially announced, she went up and reposted it on Weibo. After all, she was considered half a fan in Jiangci's fan group.

Secretly, without letting Jiang Ci know.

There are still three days before Lin Xingcheng leaves for Yuncheng, and Jiang Ci has already gone back to the Red Maple Mansion, and will take a plane to Haishi at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, leaving two days earlier than her.

As soon as Jiang Ci left, Lin Qingyang came.

Lin Xingcheng lay on the rocking chair in the gazebo and looked at the handsome and tall man with a dazed expression.

"Second brother? Why are you here? Could it be that you deliberately waited for Jiang Ci to leave before coming here?"

Lin Qingyang was wearing a black shirt, with sharp brows and starry eyes. He gave a disdainful cut and sat down on the stone pier.

"Why should I wait for him to go on purpose? Am I still afraid of him? Are you kidding me?"

"It's not impossible, many people are afraid of him." Lin Xingcheng nodded intentionally and seriously.

"Tsk!" Lin Qingyang scratched her head angrily, "I turned my elbows out and went to the Pacific Ocean, your second brother and I deliberately left work to accompany you to the cemetery, and you don't appreciate it? Um?"

Lin Xingcheng turned her face away: "I didn't ask you to come, you don't have to come, anyway, someone will go with me."

"Hehe, you forgot who pitifully begged me to go with you before, and said something to thank others for giving you a new life. Who knows that you are even afraid of thunder in rainy days."

Lin Qingyang is proud to turn over old accounts.

"That was before, the present is different from the past, I will go tomorrow by myself, don't bother you, the prince, to follow."

Lin Xingcheng admitted that she dragged him there at that time, this is a fact, and there is no way to refute it.

Lin Qingyang knew that she was stubborn, put her hands on the back of her head with a smile, and leaned back against the big red cylinder:
"I didn't follow you. I was going too. No matter what, our whole family has to thank her for remembering her, so I went instead of the Lin family."

Lin Xingcheng didn't speak, and after a while, she said seriously: "Didn't you always say that I was too emotional?"

"I'm right. Who would think wildly just because of a little inexplicable emotion like you? After spending so much time, buying her work, and then making "Youth Dream" into a film and television, what you did, You can't see her when she's dead."

"So, it doesn't make much sense."

The Lin family thanked Chen Baiwei. It was the organ donation agreement she signed that saved Lin Xingcheng's life. Funeral.

Both parties are voluntary.

In a way, I owe her nothing.

Lin Xingcheng was a little sad, probably because Lin Qingyang had been in the business field for many years and had met all kinds of people. He was too rational, so rational that he was a bit cold-blooded.

"I think it's meaningful. If I don't do anything and don't worship her, will anyone still remember her?"

Lin Xingcheng said in a low voice, with a stubbornness, she couldn't be indifferent, it didn't matter if it was false, or it didn't matter if she tried to comfort her.

At least it did.

Lin Xingcheng hoped that someone in this world would remember that there was such a person. Death may not be terrible. Humans are inherently mortal. What is terrible is that no one remembers after death.

There are traces of this world.

Chen Baiwei was really miserable. She grew up in an orphanage, had no father, no mother, and no friends or relatives.

When Lin Xingcheng looked at these investigation materials, she couldn't believe that there was such a lonely person in the world, without a single friend, how did she get here.

Probably because her heart was beating in her body, every time Lin Xingcheng thought about it, she always felt indescribably sour.

It seems that Chen Baiwei can feel the loneliness of staying alone in the small rented house day and night, eating alone, studying alone, and going to school alone.

Abandoned by the whole world.

"Maybe, she's used to that kind of life and doesn't care at all? Otherwise, why doesn't she make friends?"

Lin Qingyang looked at the blue sky and said quietly.

Lin Xingcheng's eyes were a little red, and every time she talked about Chen Baiwei, she would be like this, a little emotional: "I don't know if she cares, I can do whatever I want, can't I?"

Looking at his sister's stubborn and sad face, Lin Qingyang sighed and said helplessly.

"Okay, I won't talk about it. Don't be like this when you talk about her. If you don't know, you think she is the person you like. Jiang Ci can't think about it when she sees it."

"I always feel that you and Chen Baiwei are in harmony with each other. Could it be that there is a spiritual bridge in the world?"

Lin Qingyang was puzzled.

They hadn't seen each other, but Chen Baiwei had already been cremated long before Lin Xingcheng woke up from the operation.

"He won't think too much about Guan Jiangci." Lin Xingcheng sat up, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, "I won't tell you anymore, every time I tell you it's a waste of words, to put it bluntly, let's look at it two or three times." Not on a single channel."

Lin Qingyang couldn't help laughing: "What nonsense are you talking about, your brother's three views are right and young, absolutely right."

Lin Xingcheng ignored him, got off the couch, kicked Lin Qingyang with lightning speed, and ran away.

It's true that it doesn't have much strength. For Lin Qingyang, it's like scratching an itch, but in order to cooperate with her, he still yelled "ah" to show respect.

……

At eight o'clock the next morning, the sun rose.

Jiangci's nanny car appeared on time outside the VIP channel of Beihuai International Airport. The itinerary was public this time, so there were a lot of fans who came to see them off, and there were even some media paparazzi.

Jiang Ci is wearing a white and yellow short-sleeved shirt today, with a three-dimensional fluffy long-eared rabbit on his chest, simple ripped jeans on his lower body, and wilp white-edged sneakers.

With broad shoulders and long legs, even wearing sunglasses and a mask, he is still so handsome that people can't help but scream.

As soon as he got out of the car, the fans who came to see him off went crazy, shouting his name with their mobile phones.

Simple clothes, even a cute and childish one, was abruptly worn by Jiang Ci, a 1.9-meter-high hanger, with a sense of fashion. Just like fans said, he looks like this, and he looks good in a sack.

Before Jiang Ci entered the airport, he stood at the entrance and exited and waved at the fans twice. It was a rare appearance, and the enthusiasm of the fans could not be let down.

It wasn't until Jiang Ci's back disappeared at the entrance that the fan group gradually quieted down. Someone looked at the camera and said suddenly.

"Strange, Jiang Ci's clothes today really don't match his style. He used to be so simple."

Someone echoed, "Yeah, I found out too. It's the first time I've seen him wear such a cute style. I don't know what brand it is, but it's also very good-looking and handsome."