Chapter 388

Lu Shixiu is in his study. I got a call from Darren and opened a microblog that I haven't used for a long time. Seeing the scene of Wen Yiren's microblog, I thought to myself. Do you want to send another big red envelope? Or direct real name authentication in the red envelope? Finally, Lu Shixiu just left a silent message. Your Mr. Hugh: you are the only one. For Lu Shixiu without certification, who knows that 'your Mr. Hugh' is him? Therefore, Lu Shixiu's message was successfully ignored by Wen Yiren. Recently, the crew is very busy. Wen Yiren soon fell asleep. The next day, as soon as I got to the crew, I saw a group of people discussing in a group“ You said a good man would be gone if he didn't! "“ No, he was still helping us tidy up yesterday. Why did he... "Wen Yiren subconsciously surrounded him," what's the matter? "“ You don't know yet. Zou Xiaoyu is dead. "“ Zou Xiaoyu? "“ It's the one who often helps us move things. Oh, I'll show you photos. " When Wen Yiren looked at it, he suddenly remembered that he accidentally bumped into Jin Xiaoxi yesterday“ I think she was fine yesterday. How did she die? "“ It was suicide. Her roommate found out that she drank pesticide and died this morning. "“ What happened to her? "“ I don't think so. I have a good relationship with her. She just graduated from college and came to our crew for internship. She is single. She doesn't commit suicide because of love. Moreover, the conditions for her family to open a small shop should not be bad, and she won't commit suicide because of money. "“ Or depression. Unless she says it herself, it's not easy to see it. "“ It's also possible. " This Zou Xiaoyu, although she can't remember her name, after looking at the picture, the man is warm and pleasant. The staff in the crew are also good. It seems that they have learned to be the editor and director. Now they are the editor and director assistant. They occasionally help with chores. They look smiling every day. They don't look like people with depression“ Cough. " During the discussion, a cough suddenly interrupted the conversation. Wen Yiren subconsciously looked at the past, it was song Qingyu. She looked very haggard, with obvious cyan under her eyes and pale lips. She needed an assistant to help her walk“ Sister Qingyu, you are so ill! "“ Yes, sister Qingyu, why don't you take a leave and go back to rest? " Song Qingyu shook her head and sat on the chair. Her illness is very strange. She went to the hospital for injection after filming yesterday. Today, she was stunned that there was no sign of improvement, but it became more and more serious“ What are you doing? Why are you all surrounded? "“ Sister Qingyu, Zou Xiaoyu, is the editor's assistant. The intern girl killed herself by eating pesticide in the rental house last night. "“ Suicide? " Song Qingyu was quite surprised“ Yes, we were also surprised to hear the news. The director and screenwriter went to the police station. Let's wait first and start work later. " Song Qingyu subconsciously looked warm and pleasant. Wen Yi shrugged his shoulders, moved a low stool, walked slowly to song Qingyu and sat down one meter away“ Cough... "Didn't you see the doctor?" Wen Yiren whispered“ Yes, I spent last night in the hospital. "“ Then why doesn't it feel better? "“ I don't know. Maybe the medicine in the hospital doesn't work? " Song Qingyu smiled. Wen Yiren looked at her pale face, "give me your hand." Feikuai helped song Qingyu to the lower pulse and made sure there was no abnormality. At least, not haunted by ghosts. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.