Ring ring ring~~~
Early in the morning, Fang Xiaole was awakened by the slightly sharp sound of the alarm clock.
He fumbled around the pillow for a few seconds, picked up his phone and checked the time.
Six o'clock in the morning.
Fang Xiaole sat up from the bed, changed into a short-sleeved shirt and sneakers, walked out of the narrow rental house on the basement floor, and started his morning jog.
After running at a steady pace along the sidewalk beside the road for about twenty minutes, I arrived at a park.
The park is not big and the facilities are a bit old. There is a group of elderly people practicing Tai Chi and square dancing in the square of the park.
"Xiao Fang is here, good morning."
"Aunt Li, Uncle Liu, good morning to you too."
When these old men and women saw Fang Xiaole, they all greeted him with a smile. Fang Xiaole also responded with a smile, stopped in a corner of the square to rest for a while, and then started today's breathing exercise.
He put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, let the breath sink into his dantian, making his abdomen feel bloated, and then exhaled slowly as slowly as possible.
This was one of the few things he still remembered from his life on Earth.
Fang Xiaole remembered that he was a student at a music conservatory in his previous life and would practice like this every morning.
After coming into this world, Fang Xiaole still maintained this habit.
Even though his voice was damaged and he could no longer sing, he still insisted on doing morning exercises every day.
"Goodbye, Auntie and Uncle."
"See you tomorrow, Xiao Fang."
After half an hour of breathing exercises, Fang Xiaole left the park and continued running along the road.
After running about a kilometer out of the park, the familiar old street and several three-story old houses appeared in front of me.
That girl from last night should be fine now, right?
Seeing two of the old houses standing across the alley, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but recall everything that happened on the roof last night.
After singing "The Rooftop" together, the girl's cell phone rang. It seemed that someone was looking for her anxiously. The other party knew her location and said that he would drive over to pick her up immediately.
The girl seemed unhappy and quarreled with the other party for a few words, but finally agreed not to run around anymore and waited for the other party to come over.
Fang Xiaole was afraid that she was still upset, so he took the initiative to stay and wait with her.
The girl’s friend arrived soon, and in order to ensure the girl’s safety, Fang Xiaole decided to send her downstairs.
So he jumped from the roof on this side to the roof on the opposite side, protected the girl downstairs, and watched her car leave.
Fang Xiaole once heard a bar guest who was a psychologist say that people who intend to commit suicide are very sensitive until their emotions are completely calmed.
Even if you want to help her with good intentions, you cannot show your kindness too obviously, because this will make her think that you think she is "sick", which will easily lead to rebelliousness.
So when he jumped onto the opposite roof to wait with her and when he sent her downstairs, Fang Xiaole used the excuse of "wanting to see what the beauty looked like", but in order to protect her self-esteem, he deliberately kept a certain distance from her.
Fang Xiaole believed that if the psychologist saw what he did last night, he would definitely praise him for providing excellent "psychological comfort".
However, this also led to a regrettable result - Fang Xiaole was never able to see the girl's appearance clearly, and even forgot to ask her name.
What does a girl who sings so beautifully but is so lonely look like?
Forget it, as long as people are saved, nothing else matters.
Fang Xiaole comforted himself in this way.
After running around the old street, Fang Xiaole started running back.
At 7:30 in the morning, Fang Xiaole returned to the rental house, put the breakfast he bought on the table, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After changing into a neat shirt and trousers, he sat at the table and finished his breakfast.
After tidying himself up in front of the mirror and confirming the various recruitment information saved in his mobile phone in advance, he went out.
In order to make a living and to have the opportunity to pursue his dreams in the future, he needs to find a job.
At this moment, in the CBD business district more than ten kilometers away from the old street, there is an office building where a domestic first-line cosmetics brand is located.
Lin Yao, who had just finished filming an advertisement, sat on a chair in the lounge, looking at herself in the mirror, who looked a little tired. The makeup artist was removing her makeup.
Not knowing what she was thinking of, Lin Yao raised the corners of her mouth and laughed foolishly.
"Auntie, are you okay?"
A woman next to her, about thirty-five years old, with short, neat hair, stared at Lin Yao and asked cautiously.
"It's okay, Sister Mo, why are you asking this?" Lin Yao shook her head and asked back curiously.
The short-haired woman is named Mo Yan, and she is Lin Yao's agent. After Lin Yao left a "suicide note" and disappeared last night, Mo Yan was scared to death and looked for her everywhere with her assistant.
Fortunately, Lin Yao was finally found on a remote old street.
Considering that the rumors on the Internet have had a huge impact on Lin Yao during this period, Mo Yan originally planned to withstand the pressure from the company and help Lin Yao turn down all announcements, including "Super Challenge", so that she can have a good rest for a while.
But unexpectedly, after coming back last night, Lin Yao seemed like a different person. A smile that had not been seen for a long time appeared on her face. She was no longer as depressed as before, and even took the initiative to ask Mo Yan to help her arrange more work.
Today was also the same. When filming the commercial, Lin Yao was in excellent condition. She exuded a captivating charm and the director praised her performance repeatedly.
"Nothing, just asking."
Mo Yan answered and cast an inquiring look at his assistant Fangfang next to him. The little girl was startled and quickly shook her head innocently, indicating that she didn't know what was going on.
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