Chapter 689 Lu Tingchuan I wish you to be poor and destitute
He was not known until after his death.
He is Jiang Yiming, the Yi that is both near and far, and the Ming that is a stunning debut.
The word "亦" in the name implies a modest gentleman who will make an outstanding contribution throughout his life.
From the meaning of this name, we can tell how high the parents' expectations are for this child.
At the beginning, Jiang's father just wanted Jiang Yiming to live a simple and happy life. He didn't ask for him to be rich or famous, but just wanted him to grow up safely, happily and healthily.
But as time went on, as people compared with each other, he couldn't help but have high expectations of Jiang Yiming. He always asked him what kind of person he should be, how sensible he should be, and how capable he should be, but he forgot to ask him whether he was happy or not.
Jiang Yiming studied music and made his debut in the entertainment industry. The thing his father scolded him for the most was that he was useless.
Even he himself forgot that his original intention was just to let his children grow up healthy and happy.
Since when did Jiang Yiming become unhappy?
No one knows, and no one cares.
Jiang Yiming, who had dimples when he smiled and whose smile was like sunshine that seemed to melt the winter snow, will never smile again.
The news about Jiang Yiming's suicide has gone viral, and his works, dances he performed, songs he played, songs he sang, and TV dramas he acted in have all been dug up.
Those who knew him came out to mourn, while those who didn't know him expressed pity and regret.
Such a young person died just like that. After his death, everyone began to love him, and everyone began to miss his goodness. They realized belatedly how outstanding the deceased Jiang Yiming was.
In the super topic fan group, his fans had already burst into tears, going from not daring to believe it, to seeking the truth, and finally to accepting the fact.
Such a sad reality.
Jiang Yiming always keeps his word with his fans. He's known for doting on them, reading every fan comment on Weibo and replying whenever he can. At fan meetings, he has the fewest fans, but he prepares the most autographed photos. He stays up all night signing thousands of them, adding a different message for each one.
He always had a lot of autographed photos left over, but he wasn't discouraged. He packed them up and took them home, mailing them to fans who couldn't make it to the event. Now, no one expected that the ones with the most autographed photos left would be out of print.
He would share his daily life with fans in the fan group, and would immediately lend a helping hand when he learned that his fans were in trouble. Once, a scammer disguised himself as his fan and asked him to borrow 100,000 yuan for surgery, and he transferred the money directly.
Fans joked that he was stupid, and his agent called him an idiot, but he just smiled and didn't care.
"What if it's true? I don't want anything to happen to my fans who love me. I will definitely help if I can."
He always keeps what he promised to his fans, releasing songs whenever asked and filming TV series whenever asked. If you look through his Weibo, you'll find it's all about the promises he made to his fans.
His latest Weibo post was about what he said on the J University stage that day.
——"The stars are always there, and Jiang Yiming will always be there too. May we live up to our growth and strive to become the best versions of ourselves."
This was the first time that Jiang Yiming broke his promise. The Jiang Yiming who said he would "always be there" is gone.
Looking at the red “爆” at the end of the trending search, they wished Jiang Yiming had become famous in another way, rather than clicking in to see a death certificate.
Jiang Yiming, 24-year-old Jiang Yiming, you must be happy when you go to another world.
Jiang Yiming, I hope you get what you want in your next life.
Jiang Yiming, have you seen this? You're famous. You're super famous.
Jiang Yiming, at 11:01 PM on May 31st, the trending searches about you have not subsided yet, and everyone is mourning you.
Jiang Yiming, many people know you today. They want to hear you sing, listen to you play the piano, see your bright and flamboyant smile, see your dimples, and see the stars in your eyes.
Jiang Yiming, I have known you for too short a time.
He is not a traffic star, nor a superstar idol. His Weibo fans just reached 5.2 million today, but he is Jiang Yiming, the best fan-friendly person in the world.
He loved stars the most. Jiang Yiming wasn't dead, he just went to the sky to embrace the stars...
May 30th is Jiang Yiming’s birthday. This day also became his memorial day. He gave himself a birthday gift, which was called “freedom”.
The fan, unable to let go, held his phone and cried, his tears falling on the screen, blurring the smile of the man on it.
On the first day he left, his fans changed his profile picture to gray. When they clicked on the profile picture, they saw only eight words.
——"Jiang Yiming, we miss you."
Lu Tingchuan saw such a big news at the first time. He couldn't stop the transmission of online news. When he saw such a news, he thought he was dazzled for a moment. He held the phone in a daze for a long time before he came to his senses.
Jiang Yiming is dead? How could he die?
Although Lu Tingchuan was so jealous that he wanted to kill this man, he also knew that Jiang Yiming couldn't die. If he died, then Shen Qing...
Lu Tingchuan came to his senses immediately and notified Beicheng to cut off the Internet and not allow Shen Qing to use her mobile phone to surf the Internet or watch TV. He planned to lock Shen Qing at home during this period of time and not allow her to go to school.
He was sure that once Shen Qing knew about Jiang Yiming's death, she would go crazy and fight him to the death, and then everything between him and her would be completely over.
Shen Qing had attempted suicide by self-abuse before and didn't want to live anymore.
No matter how clever he is, how much money he has on his card, or how powerful he is, he cannot snatch his life from the King of Hell.
When Lu Tingchuan thought of the consequences, cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his shirt. He had even gotten his back wet without realizing it.
After the fear passed, Lu Tingchuan slumped down in his chair exhausted, his hands supporting his forehead.
He absolutely couldn't let Shen Qing know, he absolutely couldn't let her know about Jiang Yiming's death!
Shen Qing slept all day and woke up at nine o'clock in the evening. She didn't move when she woke up. It was not that she didn't want to move, but her body was in so much pain and her head was dizzy. When she opened her eyes, everything was spinning and she felt like vomiting, but she held it back.
She looked at the light on the ceiling, her dark eyes illuminated by the light. She tried to open her mouth to make a sound, but she was extremely hoarse.
After slowly moistening her throat with saliva, she uttered a faint sound. She pursed her lips and hummed from her throat, intermittently, the song "Wedding in a Dream".
She hummed softly, and every word Jiang Yiming said to her emerged in her mind.
——"The stars are always there, and Jiang Yiming will always be there too."
Beneath the seemingly intact and calm shell, the inside has long been torn and tattered. She is in pain, she is afraid of loneliness, and she also wants the person she loves to accompany her and hug her at this time.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a depressed figure walked in from outside and slowly walked up to Shen Qing.
"Awake?" Lu Tingchuan asked in a half-hoarse voice, "Are you hungry?"
The tiny humming coming from her throat came to an abrupt halt, and Shen Qing did not respond to Lu Tingchuan.
Lu Tingchuan looked at her lips that were about to crack from being too dry, turned around and got her a cup of warm water. Afraid of scalding Shen Qing's mouth, he took a sip himself to test the temperature.
Lu Tingchuan brought it to Shen Qing: "Let me help you get up, drink some water..."
Shen Qing reacted a little. She looked over and after a while, she stretched out a withered and cold hand from under the quilt.
Just when Lu Tingchuan thought she was going to take the cup, in the blink of an eye, Shen Qing grabbed the cup and threw it towards Lu Tingchuan.
She didn't have much strength in her hands, and the cup she threw didn't go very far. Not only did it not hit Lu Tingchuan, but it also wet the quilt on her body.
Lu Tingchuan frowned, but he was not angry. He knew that Shen Qing was blaming him and was making himself uncomfortable.
He changed his tone, softening his voice a bit, and tried to communicate with Shen Qing: "Tomorrow is your birthday. How do you want to celebrate it? What birthday gift do you want, or what wish do you want? As long as I can do it, I will give it to you."
"Wish?" Shen Qing stared into his eyes and spoke hoarsely, "If my birthday wish could come true, then I want you to lose everything, to be destitute, to suffer all the sufferings of the world, to have no one you love truly treat you, to be at the end of your rope and have everyone who treats you badly kick you, to never get what you want, and then lose it again, to live in purgatory on earth like me, a life worse than death."
She spoke word by word, and shocking hatred burst out of Shen Qing's eyes.
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