Chapter 068: Entertainment Industry Waste (End)
Yin Yao didn't know how he got to the hospital.
He couldn't understand why. The boy was fine just now and he was waiting for him to go back and take him out for dinner. How could he suddenly... be gone in such a short while?
Yin Yao didn't even dare to think about that word. It seemed that as long as he didn't think about it, this terrible fact would not happen.
He returned to the hospital, stumbled upstairs, and immediately saw two men in police uniforms in the corridor.
Seeing him coming, one of the police officers stepped forward and said, "Hello, you are Mr. Yin Yao..."
However, Yin Yao didn't pay any attention to what he was saying. His eyes were full of the operating room in front of him with the lights turned off. When he noticed someone coming to stop him, he waved his arms violently, trying to drive away the person who was blocking his way.
"Go away." He said hoarsely, "I want to go see Xiaoyan."
He tried to rush into the operating room, but the police officer grabbed his arm.
"Mr. Yin, be rational!" He raised his voice, "He swallowed a large amount of medicine in advance, and he was already dead when he was sent here!"
"No." Yin Yao turned around and looked at him, his eyes blank. "Is Xiaoyan having surgery? Hasn't his illness been cured? Why does he need surgery? Why is the operating light off? Where is the doctor who is operating on him? How can he perform surgery without turning on the light?"
The police officer's expression was blank for a moment, and he immediately realized that Yin Yao might have mental problems due to excessive sadness.
He tried to tell Yin Yao the truth in a softer voice: "Jian Ziyan went to prison just now. He killed Jian Yuze, and judging from the fact that he had taken the medicine a long time ago, he had planned this a long time ago..."
"What did you say?" Yin Yao suddenly turned his head and looked at him, "Xiao Yan killed Jian Yuze?"
"Yes," said the officer. "Did you know of his intention?"
Yin Yao's expression quickly turned pale, and he stood there in a daze, as if he hadn't heard the question.
If he was unwilling to believe it before, when he heard the news, he instantly understood Jian Ziyan's thoughts.
A sense of despair called reality instantly enveloped him. He stared blankly at the dark operating room and rushed inside!
The police officer moved faster than him. He grabbed Yin Yao's waist and was dragged forward a few steps.
As a last resort, another police officer came forward and stopped Yin Yao.
"Let me go!" Yin Yao's eyes were so red that they didn't look like a human. He struggled hard against the shackles, veins on his neck bulged, making him look terrifying as if he had mutated.
A police officer yelled: "I can let you go! But you have to make sure you are still rational! Don't be impulsive!"
Yin Yao's eyes were red as he spoke word by word: "I'm very calm, please let me go, I want to go in and see him."
The police officers obviously did not trust him because the muscles of the person they were holding were stiff and bulging, and he was obviously in a state of extreme excitement, even out of control, and they really didn't trust him to do anything.
“Let me go…let me go!”
Yin Yao's whole body began to turn red. He didn't know anything else, he just knew that someone was stopping him from seeing Xiao Yan!
The two police officers didn't dare to let him go, and the three of them struggled for a long time. Suddenly, all the strength in Yin Yao's body was gone.
"Let me go..." His voice was hoarse and it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying, "Let me go in and see him. I just want to go in and see him."
Seeing that he seemed to have regained his senses, the two officers carefully released him.
Yin Yao didn't care whether they followed him or not. He walked slowly inside. It seemed as if a huge hole was torn open in his heart, and the wind that rushed in made him feel cold to the bone.
He stretched out his hand to push the door, shuddered, and then slowly pushed the door open.
There was no main light in the room, only the surgical light was still on, illuminating the person covered with a white cloth on the operating bed.
Yin Yao stood at the door for a long time, then suddenly shuddered and walked in.
He leaned over and pressed his face against the face under the white cloth.
After feeling the icy temperature that did not belong to a living person, the tears that had been withheld suddenly welled up in his eyes.
Yin Yao stood up and gently lifted the white cloth.
The boy was dressed very neatly, and if it weren't for his grayish skin, he would have looked like he was sleeping peacefully.
"Xiao Yan, it's time to get up." Yin Yao's voice was very soft and labored, as if he was having trouble breathing. "Didn't you say you wanted to eat at that foreign restaurant? I've already reserved a table, why aren't you getting up yet? The food is about to be served, and if it doesn't taste good, you'll be unhappy."
The boy was still asleep.
Be it delicious food, lover, fear, or pain, everything in reality has nothing to do with him anymore.
He has reached a place where he doesn't have to care about these things anymore. Perhaps he has returned to his mother and no longer has any attachment to the things here.
Yin Yao waited for a while, and just as the police officer looked at him warily, thinking that he was going to do something radical again, he suddenly laughed.
His eyes were smiling, but big tears were falling in them.
"Xiao Yan, you've long been tired of this world, right? You wish you could get away from here, away from all of us, so you did this."
Yin Yao bent over tremblingly and kissed the boy's cold forehead with tears in his eyes.
"And I can't even accuse you of being selfish."
The police officer at the side had a complicated look in his eyes, but due to his duty, he had to say: "Since we have seen each other for the last time, please come with me to the police station. According to the investigation, you are the person Jian Ziyan had the most contact with before his death. We have some questions to ask you."
Yin Yao turned a deaf ear to him. His eyes were full of pity and love, and he was reluctant to take his gaze away from the boy's face.
The two police officers looked at each other and decided to step out for the time being to give them some time to say goodbye alone.
…
In the end, Yin Yao did not come out on his own initiative. He stayed too long. When the police rushed in, they found him lying on the bed holding the boy tightly in his arms. Both bodies were covered with a white cloth. He had a smile on his face, but he had lost consciousness.
And on the ground, there were two empty medicine bottles.
He was rushed to the emergency room, and the doctor also found a large amount of psychiatric drug residues in his stomach, which were the two empty bottles on the ground. Because he was taking these drugs, after seeing the boy die, he was completely desperate and committed suicide by taking the drugs.
It was only because he had just taken the food not long ago that he was saved through gastric lavage and other means.
After many twists and turns, Song Ji finally got the news and rushed to the hospital.
When he first learned that the boy was dead, he felt like the bottom of his heart had fallen. After calming down, his first thought was, what would happen to Yin Yao?
Sure enough, before he arrived at the hospital, he learned the news about Yin Yao Zisha.
When Song Ji stood beside Yin Yao's bed, he was trembling all over and his voice was shaking, not sure whether it was out of sadness or anger.
He looked at the young man who had clearly woken up but still refused to open his eyes.
"What do you mean? Are you trying to atone for your sins by killing yourself?"
Yin Yao turned a deaf ear to it.
"If you plan to die like this, then the phone Xiaoyan left behind will belong to me." Song Ji accurately found Yin Yao's pain point and poked it hard, "There are some new things in it. If you don't want to know, forget it."
After saying this, Yin Yao really opened his eyes.
For a few seconds, his eyes were completely out of focus.
"Did Xiaoyan feel the same way when he woke up in the hospital?" He murmured, "Xiaoyan is not dead, he just went to find his mother. This world has disappointed him so much that he doesn't want to come back."
Song Ji's chest heaved violently, his face full of sadness and pain.
He placed the phone the police gave him on the bedside table: "Although you may not be able to hear what I am saying now, Xiaoyan wanted to kill Jian Yuze so that you could live. If you die like this, it would be like betraying Xiaoyan's heart."
Yin Yao's eyes suddenly widened, a look of extreme horror appeared on his face, and he slowly turned his head to look at Song Ji: "What did you say?"
"You can get up and see for yourself." Song Ji said, "I'll take you home later, you... take a good rest for a while."
…
Yin Yao was sent back home. He took nothing with him except the cell phone tightly held in his hand.
He fell weakly on the carpet in front of the sofa and swiped the screen with his trembling fingertips.
Because Jian Ziyan fell ill in the middle, there was a gap for a period of time. After he regained consciousness, he continued to leave messages to his mother, but the style was very different from before.
"Mom, thank you for coming to accompany me. I am very happy during this time."
"Brother Yin Yao and Brother Song Ji took me out to play again. I was so happy.
How can I be so happy? You are all taking care of me and are willing to accompany me. I am really so happy. "
"Mom, I know Dad is in prison, and he's serving a life sentence. Although Brother Yin Yao and Brother Song Ji both said that he won't have a chance to get out again, I'm always uneasy. I always have nightmares, dreaming that he's out again and asking me to crush Brother Yin Yao's fingers."
"It's so painful to have your fingers broken, how can I let Brother Yin Yao go through it too?"
"Mom, I don't know if this is right, but I can only do this. Only by doing this can I feel at ease and Brother Yin Yao will be safe."
"You'll protect me, won't you?"
Even though he already knew the reason, Yin Yao was still unable to suppress the heartache that suddenly came over him. He curled up on the ground, gasping for breath, his tears seeping into the carpet, and he was in so much pain that he had difficulty breathing.
"Why are you... so stupid..."
"I made so many promises, saying that he would never hurt you again, never hurt us again..."
"Yes, maybe you have never been willing to trust me..."
Yin Yao smiled miserably and hugged the phone tightly, as if he was touching the boy's body temperature. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not save the real boy.
He had clearly embraced the boy, and had clearly waited for the boy to kiss him. The boy had clearly learned how to act like a spoiled child, and was clearly willing to open his heart to him...
In the end, all that was left was a cold cell phone.
There are so many kinds of suffering in this world, but the most painful thing is not being able to keep something, compared to not getting it.
…
After Jian Ziyan's death, Yin Yao became completely depressed.
He cut off all contact with the outside world and looked at Jian Ziyan's mobile phone over and over again. He couldn't fall asleep all night long. The only thing that could bring him a moment of peace was a live recording of the piano.
That was the song that the boy had completed. The only authentic version on the Internet was the one recorded by a fan at a concert. It had some drawbacks and flaws, but it was a unique version in the world.
This was played by the boy himself.
Yin Yao played this music on repeat, like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and gained a moment of peace.
Until one day, when he was in depression, he accidentally saw a message on Jian Ziyan's mobile phone.
It was from Song Ji. Jian Ziyan had added him as a friend before, but the words in the message were obviously directed to Yin Yao.
"You and Xiaoyan's variety show is on."
This sentence aroused Yin Yao's remaining rationality.
He thought of the room that he didn't know how it was decorated, and he crawled to turn on the TV, which was playing the first episode.
Everyone came to the villa with their own purpose, but the young man's eyes were always on Yin Yao, no matter how the camera switched.
The barrage had undergone a drastic change at this time.
"Wow, Xiao Yan has been looking at Yin Yao. This is not jealousy at all. It's obvious that he wants to get closer but doesn't dare to be so cautious."
"It's over. Xiao Yan's eyes are about to make me cry. I can't bear to watch it anymore."
The production team obviously knew what the biggest selling point of this episode was. There were so many shots of Jian Ziyan that it was very obvious how the people in the villa treated him, as long as there was a little bit of malice.
"What... I thought Yin Yao loved this child, but he turned out to be so cold?"
"Yin Yao actually told Xiao Yan not to play the piano QAQ Oh my god, how sad Xiao Yan must have been at that time."
"Why is this idiot Sha always targeting Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan even deliberately didn't get close to them!"
"How lonely Xiao Yan must be in this environment where he is rejected everywhere. How could this happen?"
Yin Yao didn't care about those who scolded him. He looked at the boy on the screen greedily, watching him hiding in the room, filling the room with decorative materials for him, watching him doing something bit by bit day and night.
It turns out that the reason why he seemed to be unsociable and hid in the room and didn't come out was all for the purpose of decoration.
Yin Yao noticed this, and the audience naturally noticed it too.
"Xiao Yan is clearly making something for Yin Yao, what are these people talking about?"
"Xiao Yan is the only one here who takes decorating the room seriously. The others just treat it as an opportunity to be on camera."
"My poor little Yan, I want to hug you."
Yin Yao knew that his reputation was over, and the reputation of this man named Sha Qi was also over, but he didn't care.
Did the audience get it wrong? None of them ever tried to pull the teenager into their topics or their lives, saying they had no intention of isolating the teenager, but what difference did they make?
This is the consequence he should bear.
Because of the show, Yin Yao had a concept of time for the first time in a long time. He would turn on the TV at a certain time every day and watch the boy greedily.
Soon the scene came where Jian Ziyan did not come back at night and Yin Yao went out to look for him.
The place Jian Ziyan went to at that time was a bit remote and there was no camera to capture it. The audience could only see that Yin Yao went out for a while and then brought Jian Ziyan back.
Jian Ziyan returned to his room and did not sleep. Instead, he took out the things he brought back this time and washed them carefully.
That's... rabbit hair.
Yin Yao looked at it in a daze. It turned out that the boy had been squatting in front of the rabbit nest for a whole day just to get the rabbit hair?
He suddenly remembered that the mother rabbit had just given birth and was plucking her fur to build a nest.
Everyone soon found out what Jian Ziyan wanted to do with the rabbit hair.
The day of decorating the room came. Yin Yao worked quickly and was the first to finish. He decorated Jian Ziyan's room in a very simple and personal style. It couldn't be said that it didn't look good, but it didn't take a lot of time at first glance.
Jian Ziyan was the slowest one.
After he left, the cameraman went in and filmed the room he decorated for everyone to see.
It was a spectacular event that was hard to imagine being accomplished by one person in just five days.
Jian Ziyan uses black and white cardboard to cut out drawings and create various pianos, both flat and three-dimensional. The flat ones are pasted on the wall, while the three-dimensional ones are used as models to decorate every blank space in the room.
Exquisitely exquisite, lovelyly lovely, anyone who sees it can't help but admire this pair of skillful hands.
Considering the condition of the boy's hands, it is hard to imagine how much effort he put in to successfully achieve these results.
Yin Yao's trembling eyes swept over the decorations, finally settling on the exquisite plush rabbit placed on the bedside.
It was a model made of real rabbit fur. A slightly larger white rabbit stretched out its short arms, holding the gray little rabbit in its arms. The little rabbit tilted its head back, with its long ears drooping nervously, but its posture was tightly attached to the big white rabbit.
The camera zoomed in and saw a small note on top of the rabbit with "Happy Home" written on it.
Happy home.
Yin Yao suddenly collapsed.
It turned out that the boy had always remembered that he liked rabbits, and he used this model to express his fantasy at the time.
He once liked him and wanted to have a happy home with him.
After so many days since Jian Ziyan's death, Yin Yao burst into tears for the first time. He cried like a madman and a fool, without any trace of the charm of a piano prince.
After crying, he started watching these episodes of the variety show again.
Whenever there was a shot of Jian Ziyan, he would slow down the playback speed and watch it over and over again, from day to night, and then from night to day.
When the clip of Jian Ziyan playing the piano in the piano room was played, Yin Yao watched even more obsessively. However, as the speed slowed down, his expression became more and more astonished.
He suddenly pressed pause, then quickly pulled out a song from his phone that he had listened to countless times and started playing it.
Then he clicked on it to continue playing.
Thump, thump, thump.
When he listened carefully to see how accomplished Yin Yao was in playing the piano, he discovered something that shocked and devastated him.
Jian Ziyan's fingers at that time only supported him to play a few syllables, but these syllables were exactly the nodes of this piece of music.
At that time, the boy was trying to complete the song.
Or maybe he had been trying to complete it for all these years, but Jian Yuze's abuse prevented him from touching the piano, so he could only simulate the melody over and over again in his mind, until that day, he secretly came to the piano room, hoping to use these few syllables for help and correction.
What did he do?
Yin Yao was deeply immersed in this pain. He wanted to open Jian Ziyan's mobile phone, but because of his trembling fingers, he accidentally opened the system's trash can.
The trash bin stores data that has been deleted by the chat software. Yin Yao had never thought of clicking in to take a look before, but when he first came in, he found that there were clearly two messages that were deleted by Jian Ziyan himself.
"Mom, I think I can finally complete that song. Before, my obsession and happiness were you, but now I want to write this song for Brother Yin Yao. I have found a new direction."
Yin Yao suddenly froze.
The song was still playing on a loop, and after learning this, he suddenly understood the emotions contained in it.
The first half is gentle and peaceful, full of expectations for a better future, because it is Jian Ziyan’s love for his mother.
The second half is rough and high-pitched, a little dangerous and lingering, because... this is love for Yin Yao. →
The style has changed, and Jian Ziyan's feelings have changed from family affection to love.
This song was written by Jian Ziyan for the two most important people in his life.
He is one of the most important people in Jian Ziyan's life...
Yin Yao moved his gaze dully and looked at the second one.
"I may be a small grass growing in the wilderness, but I have not died in the wind that no one cares about. Someone has cared about me, mother. I am lucky."
Yin Yao's fingertips gently touched the message and he smiled softly.
【Yin Yao’s forgiveness value is full】
…
When Song Ji called the police and broke into Yin Yao's house, Yin Yao was almost dead.
But he was not sent to an ordinary hospital, but was sent back to the comprehensive mental hospital where Jian Ziyan had lived before.
He is crazy.
And became a dangerous lunatic.
He seemed to have entered his own fantasy world. During the day, he would look at him with a doting and gentle gaze, just like when the boy was still alive, talking to him and doing things for him.
At this moment, he even looked happy.
He always said that fortunately he had discovered that the teacher was abusing Xiaoyan a long time ago, so he rescued Xiaoyan and now they are living a good life.
Once someone comes to disturb him, he will become extremely aggressive and even doctors dare not approach him.
Sometimes at night, he would stare out the window in a daze, and suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, crying and asking why he knew nothing and discovered nothing, and that it was all his fault and that he had killed Xiaoyan.
He was completely addicted to fantasy and reality. Whenever he felt happy through fantasy, a trace of rationality would return and remind him over and over again what he had done.
He could neither go crazy nor wake up, and kept wandering in this state. According to the doctor, he soon died of depression.
Song Ji had no choice, as he knew that the real Yin Yao had died with the boy long ago. If the boy had not died for him, he would not have kept his life until now.
The only thing he could do was to talk to "Xiao Yan" with Yin Yao when he was crazy, and through this crazy fantasy, he could experience the feeling of the boy still being there.
Maybe Song Ji is crazy too?
But Song Ji himself didn't know.
…
As soon as 419 returned to his consciousness, he was stunned and asked, "You...just left like that?"
Jian Ziyan: "What else?"
419: "You don't want those five points of forgiveness? When you died, Yin Yao didn't even have them full!"
Jian Ziyan: "Just tell him whether he is full or not."
419: "…full."
Originally, the host would not be able to receive subsequent forgiveness points after exiting the story world, but in order to prove that his plan was flawless, Jian Ziyan spent a high price to exchange for a soul transformation, so that he did not have to leave the world immediately after death, but stayed in the state of a soul for a few more days until the five points of forgiveness were full.
419 was speechless about this, but it could do nothing about it as Jian Ziyan had too much money and was willful.
Jian Ziyan counted his gains and after deducting his expenses, he now had a total of more than 49 million forgiveness points. If nothing unexpected happened, he could go home after working hard to reach a few more worlds.
Although he didn't say anything, 419 keenly noticed that he didn't seem as happy as he was when he came back last time.
“
What's there to be happy about?" Jian Ziyan said, "I just like writing stories, I'm not a sadist. I would have left anyway, but watching someone die for me, even if it was a paper man, I can't be completely indifferent."
419 was surprised: "So are you going to change your approach?"
"No." Jian Ziyan lowered his eyes, "This is the fastest way to collect forgiveness points. Although it's not very comfortable, I want to go home."
"Let's move on to the next world."
…
This is a future world of zombies and superpowers. Unlike the previous ones, this is a novel with a male protagonist and no CP. The reason why it was thrown into this kind of task is because it is a trap.
The hero, Chen Ke, lost his memory as soon as he appeared, but he had natural antibodies and would not be infected by the virus no matter what, thus embarking on the road to dominating the apocalypse.
According to the routine, in this kind of apocalyptic literature, there must be a mad scientist who thinks he is the god of the apocalypse and can manipulate the world at his fingertips. This is exactly the person that Jian Ziyan is traveling to this time.
The original body was extremely talented. At a young age, he had a double doctorate in biological science and virology, and worked in a national first-level research institute. However, he was naturally gloomy, cold and antisocial. After the outbreak of the apocalypse, he found a way to control the zombies, proclaimed himself the god of the new world, and coveted Shen Ke's natural antibodies, trying every means to get him for research.
It can be said that he is a qualified villain, a roadblock that performs his duties diligently and has caused countless troubles to the protagonist Shen Ke. Shen Ke hates him so much that he wants to kill him as soon as possible.
As for what happened in the end...
Nobody knows.
Because it sucks.
The final plot of this book is that the original body finally got Chen Ke into his hands, but Chen Ke pretended to be captured in order to break into his lair. Just when the original body was about to do something to the protagonist, Chen Ke opened his eyes, and at the same time, the protagonist's companions outside broke in.
After watching the plot.
Jian Ziyan: ...
419:……
Jian Ziyan: "I don't have to guess this time. I know what scene I will be in once I travel through time."
419: "This time it's the male protagonist who has no feelings or love. You will definitely not be able to sleep with him!"
Jian Ziyan:?
Jian Ziyan: "You're right, I haven't written a protagonist like this before, let me think about it."
As he spoke, he pulled out a mirror and checked his appearance in this world as usual.
Jian Ziyan: “Wow!”
He: "I suddenly have confidence again!"
What was reflected in the mirror was a face that was so cold that it was almost inorganic, but this face was too beautiful, with white skin and black eyes, just like the abyss soaked in ice and snow, and ink flowing on white paper. It was so cold that it didn't seem like that of an ordinary person, but it was rich in color and extremely special.
Unlike Yin Yao in the previous world, although Yin Yao has a cold personality, that is only because there is nothing worthy of his care except the piano. His coldness is charming.
But the body in this world is different. He seems not to belong to the category of human beings. He is a monster walking out of the frost and snow, a bionic man without emotions. He is beautiful, but if you look at him for a long time, he will even cause people to experience the uncanny valley effect.
Jian Ziyan was very satisfied with this body. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Start rewriting!"
The world line fluctuation ended, and the area around Jian Ziyan suddenly became dark, and then brightened up again.
White walls, white lights, white coats, white beds.
This was a pale room, with only a person lying on the bed, wearing a black combat uniform, outlining his perfect figure with broad shoulders, thin waist, tall height and long legs.
【Jian Ziyan: ...Slurp.】
419: "? You need to calm down!"]
Jian Ziyan's gaze moved to the man's face. Even though his eyes were closed, he could still tell that he had a handsome face. He lay there motionless, with even the rise and fall of his chest not noticeable, as if he was already dead.
"Nothing will happen," he murmured, wanting to put his hand on the man's carotid artery.
And just as he put it on, the man grabbed his slender wrist and suddenly opened his eyes!
"Why, are you reluctant to let the experimental materials you worked so hard to obtain die like this?" the man said sarcastically.
Jian Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a little surprised: "You didn't faint?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Shen Ke said in a deep voice, staring at this beautiful but inhuman face, with cruelty rolling in his heart, "On the contrary, it's your turn to get into trouble."
At the same time, there was a deafening sound of fighting outside the institute. A stray bullet hit the institute and the whole room shook suddenly, as if it would collapse in the next second.
Chen Ke is a top-level psychic. Even if the institute really collapses, he will be fine. According to the information, this weak scum in front of him does not seem to have any supernatural powers. If he is just crushed to death, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it...
Shen Ke was thinking this when he saw Jian Ziyan suddenly press his whole body over and block him with himself.
"careful."
The voice was low and cold, but not panicky.
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