Chapter 77

Next door, Dong Chi and Assistant Tao were watching the livestream while munching on sunflower seeds. Word of mouth had turned, the criticism had subsided, and Fuquan, standing on the balcony with his hands on his hips, was gloating as he called the studio to clarify the announcement.

Seeing his former good brother, Dong Chi greeted him warmly: "Come on, Lou Sheng, come and watch the live broadcast. Ying Zhisheng is confessing his love."

In the live broadcast room played on the computer, everyone was curious about the name hidden in the melody, and Ying Zhisheng was answering questions from netizens.

"What does he look like?" A soft, hoarse laugh echoed. "He's more popular than me. Whenever I see him in a crowd, he's the first person I see."

"Why have you been in love for so many years when you could have tried someone else... This question is boring. I don't need to try someone else just to start a relationship, nor do I need to date someone just to forget someone. It's disrespectful to everyone. I don't have to have love in my life. If I do, it will only be with that person. Otherwise, I'll stay single."

"What are the shortcomings? I need to think about that. I think he just doesn't like me that much, which is not good."

"Kissing you but not taking responsibility, isn't that just Aquaman?" This comment was quite interesting. Ying Zhisheng rarely smiled gently, even with a hint of shyness and cheerfulness. With a tiny glint in his eyes, he replied, "I'm not Aquaman, I just took the bait willingly."

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually became harmonious.

Lou Sheng couldn't sit still and paced back and forth in the room. Dong Chi found it funny and asked him, "What's wrong? Can't you bear the passion of love?"

Finally, someone came to share his worries. Lou Sheng tutted in frustration and scratched his hair: "Let's not talk about the past between Ying Zhisheng and me. I'm dead now."

Dong Chi didn't care. "So what if he's dead? Xu Xian is still in love with the White Snake. Wasn't Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian also in love with a human and a ghost?"

"Movies are movies, this is not reality."

Lou Sheng wanted to secretly turn off the disturbing computer, but he hesitated and did not move.

Dong Chi was now interested, peeling an orange and laughing: "Oh, oh, oh, what's the big deal? Ying Zhisheng is living a good life now. He wanted to do it himself, so what can we do? Besides, what if he died? I still dislike his gender."

Are you doing well?

Since he chose this path, there have been many attacks on Ying Zhisheng online, but the number of views on the topic #YingZhishengPsychosis is still increasing.

Who wants to be treated as a lunatic? Who wants to fall in love with someone they can't see or touch? Who wants to live out their life alone for a dead person?

Falling in love with a dead person? What can a dead person do?

Despite such a huge public outcry, he couldn't even say a word for Ying Zhisheng.

Suddenly, Chen Ji's figure flashed through his mind—"Lou Sheng, do you want to come back alive?"

"As long as you assist in the investigation, I will help Lou Sheng rebuild his body. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Lou Sheng was a man who dared to face reality. He had no regrets, after all, the world he lived in, driven by money and profit, was too awful. His mother had passed away, family relationships were being manipulated, he was burdened with lives lost, and he was facing a debt crisis. And then there was the uncle and his family, who, though he had been particularly close to him as a child, had become obsessed with property as an adult.

The fallen corpse and the large amount of blood, the young face in my memory was stained with sinister calculations, crying: "You killed my father! You killed my father! You have to give me one million! No! Ten million! Lou Sheng, how could you kill your own uncle!"

"You deserve a bad death. You told my dad your mom's itinerary yourself, so my dad would have the chance to kill that bitch! Your mom died and she'll take revenge on us in the end!"

"You killed your mother! You also killed your uncle! You also put all of us in debt!"

"Go die! How dare you live!"

Every word rang in my ears, and my heart went cold. Then came the unbearable pain.

Lou Sheng still remembers the time when his parents had just divorced. The widow and orphan temporarily lived in his uncle's house. It was a poor but happy time.

There was the aroma of stewed pork ribs, the TV screen flickered with the occasional whirring of commercials, and outside, bicycles clunked by. The square wooden table was crooked on one leg, making it a bit crowded for three adults and three children to eat, requiring them to rest an arm. His mother didn't eat a single bite, busying herself with food for him.

"Little sister, why don't you eat?"

Gao Xinhua made the excuse that she was not hungry, but in fact Lou Sheng heard the woman's stomach growling.

Lou Sheng simply stopped eating.

"When we move out, my uncle won't be able to earn any money at work and will still have to take care of my mother and me. There will be quarrels at home every day, which will be a real burden on him."

But with the twist of fate, she changed from a single mother doing odd jobs to a big boss. The company developed in full swing, and people's hearts were unpredictable.

No one expected that relatives who had supported each other for so many years would kill each other.

Lou Sheng thought again of the emaciated Ying Zhisheng and the hideous scar on his wrist. He thought of Ying Zhisheng's inability to play the piano, and the notoriety of a famous star who was subject to ridicule by everyone.

Dong Chi asked directly, "Do you regret it? Do you regret choosing to die? You jumped down without even saying a word."

"They're all dead."

At this time, Fuquan, who had been silent after the phone call, suddenly spoke up. If Dong Chi was on Lou Sheng's side, he was just standing up for Ying Zhisheng.

"You should regret it, Lou Sheng. Do you know how much harm your death will cause to the living?" The tone of the lecture was not very friendly. Fu Quanmian lit a cigarette without changing his expression and said:

"Lou Sheng, on the day you jumped from the building, Ying Zhisheng rushed over to give you money. Such a quiet and reserved man was so excited, thinking about reconciling with you, that he drove to the bottom of your company building, and everyone was shouting that someone had jumped from the building. I remember Ying Zhisheng didn't care at all about the suicide. He was just mumbling to himself in the car about what he was going to say to you and how to say it."

Lou Sheng seemed to have guessed something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he began to tremble uncontrollably. However, the facts were just as he had guessed -

"Ying Zhisheng knew you were the one dying, so he jumped out of the car and ran over without a care in the world. Do you know what it looks like when someone dies from a fall? Do you know what your body looked like? It was horrific, so terrifying I didn't dare to look at it a second time. He held your shattered body in his arms, tears streaming down his face, begging everyone to save you."

"Ying Zhisheng has never begged anyone in his life. He knelt on the ground, holding your body, shouting, 'Don't die, save him!' Even after being declared dead on the spot and unable to stand up, he still refused to give up and begged the doctor to save you."

Behind the beautiful expectations comes the eternal miss.

Would that person think about this late at night? Why didn't he work harder in the past few years to break free from his father's control and come back to him?

Why should we care about Gao Xinhua's existence and choose to give in because of the other party's threat?

Why are you so timid? You only dare to peek but not say a few words.

Why waste time thinking about it in the car? Wouldn’t you have missed it if you had been a few minutes earlier?

Unable to sleep day and night, would Ying Zhisheng think about these issues?

"Lou Sheng, why don't you regret it? Do you really not care about him?"

Lou Sheng's lips trembled slightly. Fu Quan wanted to continue asking, but he heard a cold and deep voice: "What do you want him to answer?"

Everyone looked outside the door and saw Ying Zhisheng, who had just finished a live broadcast and was wiping the foundation off his face with a wet wipe.

Ying Zhisheng looked at him with a gloomy look in his eyes, his lips straightened. "Fuquan, what do you want to hear? To hear Lou Sheng confess and apologize, saying that he regretted dying?"

"You want him to say he's sorry and then accuse him of using my feelings for him to hold him hostage?"

Fuquan held his forehead helplessly and said, "That's not what I meant."

Ying Zhisheng appeared calm, but in reality, he was trembling with anger, with veins bulging on his neck. He told everyone word by word, "Lou Sheng has the right to make any choice he wants. Don't judge him for anything I do. It goes against my will!"

There is no fairness in the world of love. Moreover, Lou Sheng had come to him many times to reconcile, but was rejected by Ying Zhisheng due to various concerns.

The atmosphere was tense. Dong Chi didn't dare to say a word. Assistant Tao hid in a corner and quietly called Zhenzhen: "Hey, wife, I have a shocking news for you. My boss has fallen in love with a ghost."

A woman's laughter came from the other end. "Haha, that's great."

Assistant Tao blinked and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You're not alone anymore—" the woman stretched out her voice.

Assistant Tao touched his ear shyly and said, "I'm not alone with you around."