Asked Xu Jiaming, Li Jincheng immediately drove to the funeral home where Liao Changchang's body was now parked.

Although he heard others say this and has read the news, he never believed that Liao Changyuan would pass away in such a way.

The funeral home was crowded with people, reporters with long guns and short guns, next to the young girls who were crying softly.

Across the crowd stood dozens of bodyguards in black suits, forming a silent confrontation on both sides.

Li Jincheng walked to the one in the center and said, "I am Liao Yuanyuan's friend, and I want to go in and see him."

"Everyone said that today."

The bodyguard was wearing sunglasses and his tone was calm. Li Jincheng clenched his hands unconsciously and said, "Tell your boss that I am Li Jincheng."

Li Jincheng's face was very pale, and the whole person seemed to be strongly suppressing some of his emotions, thinking that he might really be Mr. Liao's good friend, the bodyguard put on his sunglasses again, and waved to another person at the same time.

After a while, the man went back and forth and said respectfully, "Mr. Li, our boss invites you in."

This is the first time Li Jincheng has entered the funeral home.

The man led Li Jincheng into the hall. In the center of the hall was a cart, covered with a white cloth.

Guan Zibiao sat aside with his head lowered and his hands folded. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Jincheng looked at the outline under the white cloth, and for a while, he didn't know what to do.

He didn't move, and Guan Zibiao didn't move either. Finally, Li Jincheng said in a hoarse voice, "Is he really dead?"

"Yes."

"Why? Accident? Or was it killed by your enemies?"

"Accidental, wait..."

Before Guan Zibiao wanted to stop him, Li Jincheng had already uncovered the white cloth covering Liao Changyuan's body.

Liao Changyuan's right cheek was intact, but his left... from the cheek to the exposed shoulder and arm, were all broken.

Liao Yuanyuan is really dead.

Li Jincheng stood still, and his face became even paler because of the conjecture in his heart.

"scared?"

Guan Zibiao chuckled, then put a white cloth on Liao Changyuan's body and said, "So you should remember what he was like before, not what he is now..."

His voice was as usual, but his movements were very soft.

Li Jincheng looked at him quietly, only feeling that Liao Yuanyuan's death might have dealt him a much more severe blow than he thought.

Although he has no longer been in contact with these two people, Li Jincheng has still seen many photos of them taken secretly by gossip reporters and fans of Liao Changyuan on the Internet.

On the set, in front of a restaurant, or in an underground parking garage late at night.

Whether it was because Guan Zibiao forced Liao Yuanyuan, or because of Liao Yuanyuan's own intention, the two of them are obviously no longer the simple relationship between subordinates and subordinates.

Li Jincheng walked out of the funeral home, like the kind of person who has been insomnia for a long time, but still has no sleepiness.

He clearly knew what was happening around him, and when he heard the noise from the crowd, the reporter followed him with a microphone and a camera, but he had no intention of dealing with it.

At this moment, all he turned over in his head was a movie he had seen before.

A group of young people narrowly escaped an accident, and just when they thought they were all right, they died mysteriously one by one.

The last one left seems to be in a mental hospital.

The screenwriter is of Chinese descent. To use an old Chinese saying, the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, and who would dare to keep you at the fifth watch.

Li Jincheng hides a huge secret, and Liao Yuanyuan is in a similar situation to him.

But now, he died in an extremely tragic way.

Li Jincheng felt that he might be a cup bow and snake shadow, but why are the two people around Liao Changyuan all right? Also, how many people in this world are willing to believe that they have actually died once?

Hearing his mobile phone ringing, Li Jincheng unconsciously pressed the answer button, and He Zhenxuan's voice came from there, saying, "Jincheng, where are you?"

"Outside."

"Specific location, I'll come pick you up."

After hearing what he said, Li Jincheng finally recovered.

Holding his phone tightly, he said, "It's okay, I'll go home now."

When he got home, He Zhenxuan was already waiting there. Although he looked as usual, if it wasn't for worrying about himself, he would definitely not go home at this time.

"Jincheng..."

"I'm very sleepy and want to sleep first."

"it is good……"

"Hey, didn't Jincheng go to class? Why did he come back?"

Looking back to see Sister Fang who had just returned from shopping, He Zhenxuan shook his head and said, "I feel a little sick..."

"Then do you want to get a doctor for him?"

"No, he'll be fine after a sleep."

Thinking that Li Jincheng's health has been bad since she returned to Hong Kong Island, Sister Fang couldn't help sighing, and then took the dishes to the kitchen.

Like Guan Zibiao, He Zhenxuan always felt that there was a secret connection between Li Jincheng and Liao Changyuan.

In the beginning, Li Jincheng hated and disdain Liao Changyuan, but when Liao Changyuan was unconscious and lying in the hospital, he paid for him to take care of him. In addition, when Liao Changyuan regained consciousness, he seemed to no longer have any feelings for this person.

It's just that no matter what He Zhenxuan thinks or investigates, he still can't guess the reason.

Li Jincheng lay on the bed without sleepiness. On the one hand, he felt scared, on the other hand, he kept encouraging himself, feeling that he was thinking too much.

Just when he felt a splitting headache, he heard the door being opened and closed, and not long after, He Zhenxuan lay down beside him.

"Jincheng, don't be afraid, there is me."

It is impossible for him to know the reason why he is really afraid. Compared with death, what he is most afraid of is that he can no longer be with He Zhenxuan in the future.

However, his comfort was very useful. After clenching his hand around his waist, Li Jincheng replied in a low voice, "Okay."

At noon the next day, Li Jincheng rushed home due to a phone call from Sister Fang.

A few people in the family dressed as lawyers saw Li Jincheng, and the middle-aged man headed by him shook hands with him, and said, "I am Mr. Liao Changyuan, Mr. Liao's lawyer. Before he died, he wrote a will and designated you to inherit all his property. "

After hearing what the lawyer said, Li Jincheng couldn't help but think of the conversation between him and Liao Changchang in the past.

"What is the meaning of your rebirth?"

"Probably just to compensate you."

He does what he says, but now he is the only one left...

In other words, if Liao Yuanyuan is still the former Liao Yuanyuan, then no matter what he does, he probably won't be able to arouse any impression on him.

But now, he has changed, and he has become so completely...

"Mr. Li? Mr. Li!"

Li Jincheng regained his senses and walked to the restaurant with the lawyers.

When Li Jincheng saw the amount of all the property he was about to inherit from Liao Changyuan, he raised his head in surprise and said, "How come there are so many?"

"When taking his first film, Mr. Liao not only performed for free, but also gave some investment. The only condition he put forward at that time was that he would participate in the box office share when the film was released."

The film now ranks third in Hong Kong Island's film history, and the producers and directors didn't have much expectations for it at that time, so Liao Changyuan took this to share nearly half of the money.

"Mr. Liao's popularity is beyond the imagination of many people. In the past few months, he has taken 37 commercials, many of which are internationally renowned luxury brands..."

After finishing speaking, the lawyer took out a few pieces of paper in Li Jincheng's hand and said, "In the last part, Mr. Liao bought a lot of accident insurance before his death, and the beneficiary of the insurance is also you."

Li Jincheng stared blankly at the documents on the table, as if since he was reborn, he has been signing documents like this, and at the same time obtaining property from others, but there has never been a time like this Made him feel heavy.

When He Zhenxuan came back in the evening, Li Jincheng told him about it.

He Zhenxuan looked at the documents in his hand and said, "The amount is more than I thought."

"More than that, his second film also participated in the box office share. Now that the film is finished, when it is released, I am afraid there will be tens of millions of income."

"What are you going to do?"

Li Jincheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to make a call to Guan Zibiao first."

He Zhenxuan also knew about Guan Zibiao and Liao Yuanyuan, so he nodded, and he asked someone to find Guan Zibiao's personal mobile phone number before handing it to Li Jincheng.

Guan Zibiao took a long time to answer the phone. Regarding Li Jincheng's proposal to transfer Liao Changyuan's estate to him, he just chuckled and said, "Everyone is gone, what's the use of my money?"

After saying this, he hung up the phone in his hand. When Li Jincheng stood there in a daze, He Zhenxuan hugged him from behind and said, "Liao Yuanyuan passed away, and he is the most saddened person."

"I know."

After a moment of silence, Li Jincheng said again, "I want to donate all the money in the name of Liao Changyuan."

"Can."

On the fourth day, Guan Zibiao held a funeral for Liao Changyuan. He invited Li Jincheng, and He Zhenxuan insisted on going with him.

These days, I don't know if it's because of his own mood, Li Jincheng always feels that the whole Hong Kong Island is filled with a kind of sadness.

The newspapers are full of reports about Liao Changyuan, his death, his upcoming movie, his outstanding acting skills, and his convincing charisma.

People compare him to James Dean, the superstar who only made three movies during his lifetime, but was selected as one of the top ten American cultural icons along with Monroe and Elvis. He died in a car accident at the age of twenty-four.

No one said that he was bad, and the article was written with emotion and emotion, which made people cry.

Only Li Jincheng knew that this was the last thing Guan Zibiao could do for Liao Yuanyuan.

When Li Jincheng and He Zhenxuan arrived at the public cemetery, Liao Changyuan had already been buried. In the distance, Li Jincheng saw Guan Zibiao's figure.

He didn't move, just stared blankly at the photo of Liao Changyuan on the tombstone.

Li Jincheng and He Zhenxuan walked over slowly, thinking that Guan Zibiao's eyes were probably calm at this time.

Then he thought about himself and He Zhenxuan again, and it was only at this moment that he realized that He Zhenxuan was much more courageous than him.

He couldn't bear the pain of losing He Zhenxuan, but He Zhenxuan would choose to live with this pain.

One is the Guan Zibiao at this time.

Probably hearing the footsteps of the two, Guan Zibiao looked back at Li Jincheng and said, "When we were chatting before, he told me that he wanted to be buried in a public cemetery, which would be more lively..."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to a tomb next to him, the corner of his mouth raised a little bit, and he said, "That's what I left for myself, and I'll be buried with him in the future."

After saying this, he turned around and whispered, "You talk to him, I'll go first."

There is no abnormality on the outside, but because of him, it will make others more uncomfortable and sad.

"Jincheng, talk to him, I'll be waiting for you."

Li Jincheng nodded, but when he looked up at the photo on Liao Changchang's tombstone, he felt a violent dizziness.

"Jincheng!"

Li Jincheng's eyes were blank, and his body fell backward.

The moment before he fell into a coma, he remembered that when he was young, he once went to a temple fair with his classmates. Later, he accidentally saw a pure white mask.

He couldn't describe how he felt at that time, he only felt as if his soul had been swept away in half by those two dark eye holes.

And he felt exactly the same as then.