Global Movie Emperor

The taxi took twenty minutes to walk home, but it only took ten minutes to return. Throwing down a handful of banknotes, Lu Ze got out of the car. The green belt was wet from the rain and was a bit slippery. Lu Ze tripped. , fell two meters away.

After getting up, he didn't check to see if there were any wounds on his body. He just felt that his legs were in pain and he couldn't use any strength. He limped to the downstairs of her house, where a group of people had already gathered.

This group of people were holding long guns and short cannons, and they were constantly shooting something. The flashlights kept flashing. A cordon had been set up around them, and there were many onlookers.

"Get off! Let me pass!"

"Hey! Do you have any qualities?"

In a moment of anxiety, Lu Ze could no longer speak of his quality. He almost gave the aunt on the outermost circle a fight, which also made many people feel unhappy, and he lost his ability to talk.

"Hey! What do you do? No one is allowed in here now."

Just as Lu Ze was about to lift the cordon and go in, he was stopped outside by a policeman wearing a raincoat.

"She's my friend! Let me in, she's my friend!"

Lu Ze took off his hat, opened the cordon and went in. The policeman seemed to recognize Lu Ze, so he didn't stop him and took a step aside to let Lu Ze in.

Suddenly Lu Ze lost his strength and his head began to feel dizzy, as if he was deprived of oxygen or carbon dioxide poisoning. He sat down on the ground and looked at the people covered with white cloths.

There was no heart-breaking feeling, nor heartbreaking, but my head began to feel dizzy, the images in my eyes kept spinning, and it became difficult to breathe.

It was difficult for him to accept the fact that the person who was alive thirty minutes ago was now lying there motionless? Are you kidding me? Lu Ze was lying on the ground, the rain hitting his face unconscious.

"Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu, are you okay? I'll help you up. Are you okay? Nurse! Come and take a look!"

The policeman grabbed Lu Ze and found that he could not drag him. He called the nurse from the ambulance over and wanted to give Lu Ze a detailed examination. After all, he was a public figure. It was okay to lie here. , not to mention there are so many reporters filming.

"I'm fine...I'll get up, Wen Shu...take a look at me? I'm Lu Ze, look at me, are you moving?"

Lu Ze didn't dare to call her loudly, and he couldn't shout so loudly. He shouted carefully. The police hugged Lu Ze's waist from behind, not wanting him to get close.

He could only accept the reality. This was the reality of dog fucking. The sound of his heart beating seemed to be in his ears. Lu Ze stood in the rain, his whole body stiff. The rain wet his hair and left it along his cheeks. Lu Ze turned around Looking at this group of reporters who are still taking pictures, they are still taking pictures of themselves.

Looking at them with numb expressions, these people showed no intention of restraining themselves, as if Lu Ze was just a doll being photographed by them, as was the one lying on the ground.

"hehe......"

He was suddenly very tired and didn't want to scold these stupid reporters. He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, took off his coat and walked over.

"Mr. Lu, please stay back and cooperate with us to protect the scene. Otherwise, I will have to ask you to go out. Lu..."

Lu Ze turned a deaf ear, walked to her, covered her with his coat, and muttered something.

"Give her some protection from the rain. She was afraid of the cold in the imperial capital before. She loves beauty so much... and doesn't want others to see her make a fool of herself."

The policeman was choked and had no words to say. His heart was suddenly blocked and he felt panicked. He turned his head and stopped looking at Lu Ze. Lu Ze's numb expression really made people feel uncomfortable.

Sitting next to her, Lu Ze let out a long sigh of relief due to the pain in his legs. He touched his trouser pocket and found that the cigarette was still in his coat. He looked up at the police and asked.

"Do you have any cigarettes? Can you give me one?"

"Oh...yes."

He lit a cigarette, inhaled into his chest, and exhaled slowly. Lu Ze found that he had no tears at all. Was he feeling uncomfortable? Yes, but all the tears seemed to be blocked in my heart, and not a single drop could flow out.

The corridor door was pushed open, and an older policeman pushed open the door and walked out. He glanced at Lu Ze who was sitting on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

"Mr. Lu, you came to Miss Jiang's house at nine o'clock in the evening and left at 11:05, right?"

"Um."

"Take care of the deceased here. Leave the onlookers! All leave! Mr. Lu, please come back to the bureau with me, cooperate with our work, and take notes."

The police dismissed the onlookers and left. The medical staff came over and opened the black body bag. Lu Ze put out the cigarette butt and looked up at the policeman, who was about forty years old.

"Where is she going?"

The policeman hesitated for a moment, probably because he couldn't bear to see Lu Ze like this, so he licked his lips before speaking slowly.

"funeral parlor."

"Then can I go with her? I'll stay with her."

"This...I'm afraid it won't work. According to the rules and regulations, the transcript must be recorded by camera. You'd better come back to the bureau with us."

"Really not possible?"

"It really doesn't work."

Lu Ze nodded. This is a rule. You can't break it just because you are alone. He followed the police into the police car. The reporter kept taking pictures. After the car started, he turned around and kept watching, watching the police car heading towards An ambulance leaving in the opposite direction......

.......

"What specifically were you and Miss Jiang talking about at that time?"

"She said she was leaving. I asked where to go, but she said she didn't know..."

The transcript was completed quickly, and Lu Ze had no suspicion at all. After all, the accident happened ten minutes after Lu Ze left. Eyewitnesses saw Jiang Wenshu walking to the balcony... and the person who saw it was a reporter.

Lu Ze put out his cigarette and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, feeling deeply tired. He was very tired, really tired.

"This... is the letter that Miss Jiang left for you. It is pressed under this photo frame and is now handed over to you."

The policeman handed over the camera, and what he took was a desk with a photo frame on it. In the photo frame, there was a photo of Lu Ze and her. The two were not far apart, with the same bright smiles.

Under the photo frame, there was a letter, which was now handed over to Lu Ze by the police. The envelope was made of pink kraft paper, like her style.

Open it carefully, the content of the letter is neither long nor short, spread it out gently, the handwriting on it is beautiful, a bit small, but the letter is clean and does not affect reading.

.......

"Brother Ze, I'm sorry for making such a decision. When you see this letter, I will be gone. You will be sad, right? I'm really sorry. I hope you can forgive me, but I have made this decision." I actually don’t regret the decision.”

"I used to think that I would not regret the things I did, because I walked my own path. I sacrificed my body for an opportunity. This deal is not a loss for me. At least it allows me to see the future. Hope, rather than never seeing the light of day, I lost my shame and my self-esteem, but I really didn’t care at the time.”

"It wasn't until I met you that I frankly fell in love with you. That night on the rooftop, I knew we couldn't be together, but I still thought that there was no way to be sure about feelings. But you still didn't surprise me and refused directly. But from that moment on, I found that I regretted it, I found that I still had a sense of shame, and I also thought that if I hadn't done such a thing, you wouldn't reject me, right?"

"But thinking about it, if I hadn't done it, I wouldn't have met you. Maybe I would have gone home to get married and have children by now. There are never perfect stories in life. Maybe the mistake was that I shouldn't have fallen in love with you? whee."

"So I began to hate myself. I struggled with this matter every night. I couldn't sleep all night long, worried that one day the matter would be revealed. Until now, I am still not mentally prepared. I am afraid Others look at me with disdain, and I am even more afraid that you will alienate me or even hate me because of the exposure of the matter."

"I can only work hard, and then I can have a good sleep when I lie in bed when I am tired. I work non-stop every day to alleviate my fear of the future. It feels really bad to be manipulated by others. Really. But soon, I got tired of the disgusting hypocrisy and subterfuge every day, the kind of social interaction based on pure interests, and racking my brains every day for fear that others would dig holes for me. This kind of fearful life also made me at a loss what to do."

"So I began to get used to being alone, and learned to control my daze and fantasy. I thought of you when I was traveling, when I was working, when I was resting, and even when I was taking a shower. From then on, my There is a non-existent person in my life who spends time with me day and night, greets me every day, sleeps with me every day, and that person is you."

"From now on, half of my dreams are sweet and half are stinky. The sweet ones are about you, and the stinky ones are also about you. Sometimes I wake up laughing while sleeping, and sometimes I wake up crying in the middle of the night. I know you are not that perfect, but you You are so perfect in my heart, I can’t help it, who prevents me from truly having you and discovering your bad habits in life?”

"Until the matter was exposed, the thing I least wanted to see happened. I was worried that you would hate me, but fortunately you gave me a call that night, which made me feel relieved. I think as long as you don't It's fine if you hate me, but I was wrong again. I found that I still care about other people's eyes, for fear that the disdainful eyes of others will destroy the self-esteem I finally built for you. I started to suffer and suffered a lot these days. I have always heard Chicken Soup say that people live for themselves, not for others, but in fact, people live for others to see."

"After the accident, I also thought about escaping, but I found in despair that there is no place for me in this world. As for foreign countries, I feel scared and dare not go to foreign countries. But at home, I can run to the mountains. Lao Lin? So, instead of living in hiding, it is better to die. At least I will no longer suffer and suffer in this matter, so I made this decision. In fact, it is because I have no money. , I lost a lot of money, and after four years of hard work, I only had more than two hundred yuan left in my card. Even if I ran away, it would only be enough to buy a ticket, and it would still be a green car."

"If this letter gets into your hands, then I will be dead as expected. Don't feel sad for me, let alone shed tears for me. After all...only the serious Lu Ze is the most manly! That is I like Lu Ze!"

"Death is a relief for me. Although I can't let you go, I also ask you to forgive my selfishness. From now on... I won't be able to check out your girlfriend for you, although I will definitely be very jealous if I observe you. After all, my biggest dream in this life has changed from becoming a star to becoming your wife, washing and cooking for you, raising your husband and raising children. Doesn’t it sound very promising? But my dream will not change. To put it more vulgarly, it is my dream to have you sleep with me every day, sleep with me non-stop, and rock the bed with you every night. Unfortunately... I have never been able to do it from beginning to end. "

"I'm leaving. I hope you miss me, and I hope you don't miss me. I was sad when I wrote this letter, and I felt even sadder when I saw your photo on the table. If you were sad for me, I would be even more sad. It’s sad, so bless me and find a good family in my next life. It would be even better if I could meet you again.”

"I wish you find a good wife, I wish you happiness and health, I wish you a family full of children and grandchildren, I wish you a life of great wealth, I wish you rise higher and higher, I wish you... forget me."

"From Jiang Wenshu, who has loved you for one thousand five hundred and seventeen days, until my heart stopped beating, February 25, 2020."

...

Putting the letter gently on the table, Lu Ze stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his face a few times. He exhaled, picked up the letter, folded it, put it back into the envelope, held it in his hand, lit a cigarette, raised his head and took a deep breath. Take a deep breath.

"Can I leave?"

"Can."

Lu Ze stood up, his legs were hurting, and he limped open the door. Shen Jinghan was standing outside. When he saw Lu Ze, he quickly came over and put on Lu Ze's new clothes.

"Aze..."

Shen Jinghan was particularly nervous, not because of anything else, but because he was afraid that Lu Ze's already serious condition would get worse.

"Ah... let's go."

"Where to go?"

"The funeral home, I'll go stay with her."

Shen Jinghan was stunned for a moment, but did not refute, and walked silently with him out of the door. In this situation, let alone going to the funeral parlor, even if Lu Ze wanted to become a mercenary in Afghanistan, she would have to agree.

But after leaving the police station, Lu Ze saw a group of reporters, like sharks smelling blood, rushing towards Lu Ze. Lu Ze didn't want to pay attention to them, so he limped away with his clothes on. .

"Lu Ze, what were you and Jiang Wenshu talking about in the room? Did she choose to commit suicide because of you..."

"Snapped!"

A big mouth slapped him directly. Lu Ze didn't think at all and knocked the idiot holding the microphone to the ground. This was the first time he hit someone in so many years since he entered society. Even if he hit a reporter, he didn't regret it.

"She made a mistake, I admit it, and she didn't deny it... But did she have to pay for her life? Go and see! Open your eyes and go fuck it! She's dead! She's dead! Let's talk. What? Does it have anything to do with you? I'm talking about your motherfucker! She lied to her fans and let them down. The fans scolded her. She should be scolded, but what about you? Have a penny relationship with you? Have you ever earned money? A penny? You relied on her hot spots to support yourself, and now you still want to make a fortune from her even after she is dead? "

"You...why are you hitting people!"

"Remember! I! Lu Ze beat you! Take pictures clearly! You can sue wherever you like! This is the Public Security Bureau, you go in! I'm waiting for you! One last word for you, you Let me listen carefully, and I will fuck your mother."

"Sorry, Lu Ze is not accepting interviews now. Please get out of the way. In addition, this is the Public Security Bureau. Let's go in now. If it's private, you can do an injury assessment. Then come to Qian Sega to find me. I am Lu Ze's manager. My name is Shen Jinghan, now I give you time to choose, three, two, one, then it’s private, I’ll wait for you at Qian Sega tomorrow.”

While Shen Jinghan was talking, she kept looking at the press card hanging on the reporter's chest and the media label on the microphone. She remembered this media. The beaten reporter stopped talking, and then she took Lu Ze and left in the car.

"..."