Chapter 97: Don’t Discredit Xu Jiangcuo
Song Lehan bought a new mobile phone, installed a SIM card, and received a message as soon as he turned it on.
It was still that strange number.
[This is the last one. Get treatment well, live well, and don't be unhappy.]
The moment Song Lehan saw the text message, his brain froze and his whole body seemed to be frozen, motionless.
Tears kept falling.
Xu Jiangcuo asked her to live well...
Song Lehan never thought that the last words Xu Jiangcuo said after they separated again were actually for her own good.
Tears blurred his vision, and the emotions that Song Lehan had suppressed for a long time completely erupted at this moment.
She kept hitting her head with her hands, and her neatly trimmed nails still scratched her face. The slight pain was nothing to Song Lehan. She stood up, walked to the living room, picked up a fruit knife, and pretended to cut her arm.
She can't row her arms because she still has to appear on camera for work.
Neither do the calves.
thigh......
Song Lehan stroked the scars of varying depths on the cabinet. The knife in his hand slipped and with two "ding-dong" sounds, it rolled under the cabinet and was quietly hidden deep inside.
Xu Jiangcuo let her live well.
The contents of the text message kept ringing in his mind, and Song Lehan suppressed the urge to hurt himself.
She ran her fingertips over the scar on her inner thigh and took a deep breath.
These are the marks left behind when Song Lehan fell ill a long time ago.
At that time, she knew she had the disease. Knowing that doing so would leave scars, she deliberately found a place that would never be captured by the camera.
The most tender meat is also the most painful.
Song Lehan has long been accustomed to hurting himself repeatedly, and when he comes back to his senses, he is no longer able to extricate himself.
That's why her illness became so serious in a short period of time.
During the treatment, Song Lehan couldn't help but feel the urge to hurt himself.
Fortunately, Zhu Yue stopped him every time.
If no one had stopped him, his thigh might have been covered with scars and turned into a piece of rotten flesh.
The wound on my leg has healed, but the scar left behind won't go away.
Just like the scar in her heart.
Song Lehan wiped away her tears, endured the physical discomfort, and found the medicine to take.
She drank a few more glasses of water and then lay back down on the bed.
A light drizzle was falling outside the window, hitting the window lightly, sounding as beautiful as a childhood lullaby.
Song Lehan slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
Two weeks later.
The drama "The Moon at Dawn" has started airing, and Song Lehan participated in the drama promotion as one of the leading actors.
"Welcome to Weekend Sunday. This time we have invited the crew of Dawn at the Moon. Please welcome them~~"
After the host finished speaking, Song Lehan entered the venue with the other three actors.
First, we introduced ourselves, then chatted casually about the roles of the leading actors, and then started playing games.
Song Lehan was able to fit in at first, but later when they formed a team, no one wanted to be in the same group with her.
As if isolated from the crowd, she stood alone in the corner.
The noise not far away did not belong to her at all.
"Hey, hey, hey, how could we forget about Le Han!" The host called out Song Le Han and pulled her back to the center of the stage. "Le Han, come stand in the middle."
Song Lehan smiled gratefully at the host, followed his arrangement, and stood in the C position.
"Okay! Now Le Han has to accept the truth!"
After the host finished speaking, everyone around him burst into laughter, only Song Lehan was not in the situation.
"What's wrong?" Song Lehan looked confused and wanted to get answers from those around her, but without exception, they looked at her with mockery in their eyes.
The host also laughed.
The audience below was also laughing.
Everyone was laughing at Song Lehan.
"Okay, next it's time for Song Lehan to tell the truth." The producer next to him was afraid of wasting time, so he started the cue process.
The host stopped laughing and slowly explained, "The rules of the game just now are that whoever is in the center position has to answer everyone's questions. Sorry, Lehan, you were in the center position just now."
"Le Han, now you have to answer the questions each of us asks."
The host had a warm expression, but his words were aggressive.
Without waiting for Song Lehan to agree, the host asked again, "Who wants to ask the first question? Or, how about Mingyue's husband go first?"
Mingyue is the name of the character played by Song Lehan.
Mingyue’s husband is played by Zhang Ziyue.
Although they are both protagonists, their relationship is not good at all.
Zhang Ziyue couldn't stand Song Lehan's background. Even though Song Lehan didn't provoke him, he still inexplicably hated her.
"I'm sorry, Sister Lehan." Zhang Ziyue stood up with a smile and asked maliciously, "I want to ask, the trending search a few days ago said that you were two-timing. Is that true?"
When asked about his privacy in public, Song Lehan looked embarrassed.
"No." She answered coldly.
Zhang Ziyue pressed on: "Who are you with then?"
He pressed so hard that Song Lehan couldn't breathe.
"Can't I only ask one question?" Song Lehan forced a smile, trying to maintain his already shaky dignity. "Sorry, it's the next person's turn to ask."
Zhang Ziyue was a little annoyed. He glanced at the person next to him, and then that person stood up.
"Then I'll ask what Brother Yue just asked, who have you been with?"
Song Lehan gritted his teeth and refused to answer.
"Le Han, answer." The host fanned the flames, fearing that the excitement would not be enough.
Hearing the sound, Song Lehan clenched his hands hanging by his side and trembled uncontrollably.
She knew that they were all waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
The reason why they can ask these questions so unscrupulously is not only because they are instructed by someone, but also because they know that the program will be edited when it is broadcast.
This is just a rehearsal.
But it's so unfair.
Xu Jiangcuo had just gotten rid of her and became the young master of a rich family. She couldn't bring shame to him.
Song Lehan's eyes were red as she turned to look at the director in the audience. Under everyone's gaze, she ran away.
As soon as I walked to the backstage, staff came out to stop me.
"Ms. Song, the show hasn't finished recording yet, you can't leave!"
"Miss Song, please come back with us!"
Song Lehan dodged their attempts to grab his hands, and walked quickly, wanting only to escape from here.
Escape from this place that eats people.
"Miss Song!"
The staff are just beasts of burden. If they fail to meet the orders given by their superiors, they will be the ones who will have their wages deducted.
There was no other way, so they had to run after him and try to take the person back by force.
As if she had a premonition, Song Lehan quickened her pace, and when they were about to catch up, she took off her high heels without hesitation and threw them at the staff.
"Stop chasing me!"
She ran as hard as she could barefoot, shouting in despair as she ran.
Song Lehan ran out of the filming base, crossed the zebra crossing, and ran along the road.
Until she saw a familiar figure.
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