Once upon a time, their company wrote so many songs for Li Li, but Li Li did not become popular. Unexpectedly, after leaving their company, Li Li became famous with almost one of her songs.
In the MV of "Little Jasmine", Li Li wears a white dress and a jasmine hairpin on her head, strolling lightly in the jasmine garden, like a fairy descending to the mortal world, pure and dreamy.
When Xia Xingchen saw Li Li's innocent smile in the MV, she smiled with relief.
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Song Yixuan’s home in Lidu is gone, her so-called relatives and friends now stay away from her, and her money has been looted by netizens.
The mobile phone was also taken away by netizens and sold.
Now Song Yixuan has really become a homeless rat crossing the street.
She used to be her most sincere fan, but now she wishes she would die...
While she was suffering from cyberbullying, she also had to endure direct attacks from netizens.
Thinking about her former glory and then thinking about her current desolation, it really forms a sharp contrast.
When you are in glory, everyone flatters you. Now that you are in poverty, even dogs dislike you!
How ironic!
It was a dark and windy night, and Song Yixiuan was walking on the street. At this moment, Song Yixiuan, who had been tormented for a while, had become neither human nor ghost. Now, she didn't even have the strength to walk.
Even if you walk on a flat road, you will fall if you are weak.
Her eyes were full of stars due to hunger, and in the stars, she seemed to see a familiar face.
This face belongs to Zhu Ling.
She reached out to touch it, and said with a smile: "Hey? Zhu Ling, why do I seem to see you... No, that's not right... Why can I feel it?"
Could it be... that this wasn't just an illusion? !
She squeezed hard.
Perhaps because she was pinched and hurt, Zhu Ling took Song Yixuan's hand and said softly, "Stop pinching, it's me."
Zhu Ling's voice rang in her ears. Song Yixuan shuddered and pretended to be alert. "You...are you here to laugh at me too?"
Zhu Ling sighed softly: "No, I'm here to take you to dinner."
"Eat?" Song Yixuan murmured. She was already ravenous, so she was very sensitive to the word. She smiled foolishly, "Are you really going to take me out to eat?"
"Let's go." Zhu Ling took Song Yixuan's hand and walked forward.
Song Yixuan looked at Zhu Ling's quiet profile and thought of what she had done to her before. She felt extremely ashamed and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, the person who didn't despise her and was willing to help her was Zhu Ling.
Zhu Ling took Song Yixuan to her apartment.
As soon as she entered the door, Song Yixuan saw the dishes and chopsticks on the table.
Zhu Ling had already prepared this for herself? !
Song Yixuan let go of Zhu Ling's hand, ran to the table impatiently, sat down, and started eating voraciously.
Zhu Ling walked over slowly, her eyes gradually becoming cold.
She sat next to Song Yixuan, watching her eating, and kindly reminded her, "Don't be anxious, eat slowly, these are all yours."
Song Yixuan didn't have time to talk to Zhu Ling at this time, her mouth was full.
Before, she never knew that rice was so delicious.
It smells so good!
Watching Song Yixuan eating, Zhu Ling said slowly and inadvertently: "Now Zhichen completely ignores me and even hates seeing me. In order to avoid me, he doesn't even go home."
"Tell me, if you hadn't dragged me to the lyrics writing competition, would we have never broken up?"
"If we didn't break up, would I not have to go to Xia Xingchen's engagement party later?"
"If I hadn't gone, would you have never had the chance to give me that drugged drink?"
"Will Xia Xingchen not knock me out and then give me a taste of my own medicine?"
Zhu Ling spoke calmly while slowly pouring herself a cup of tea.
This was the most painful experience for her, but now she talked about it lightly, as if she was telling someone else's story.
But every word that Zhu Ling said easily felt as heavy as a thousand pounds to Song Yixiuan. Even every grain of rice she ate now was hard to swallow.
Her hand holding the chopsticks began to tremble unconsciously. She lowered her head and no longer dared to look at Zhu Ling.
Her heart was in an uncontrollable panic.
Only then did she realize that Zhu Ling was not giving her the food out of kindness, but was setting up a Hongmen Banquet.
She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she actually found it difficult to breathe.
Could it be that Zhu Ling had drugged her food?
No wonder Zhu Ling didn’t eat a single bite from beginning to end.
Glancing at Song Yixuan's shaking hands, Zhu Ling feigned helplessness as she placed the teacup on the table. She held her trembling right hand with both hands and consoled her, "Miss Song, what's wrong with you? Just eat, why are your hands shaking?"
Song Yixuan slowly raised her head and glanced at Zhu Ling. The brighter the smile on Zhu Ling's face, the more hypocritical she felt it was.
She suppressed her nausea and asked knowingly, "So you know everything?"
Zhu Ling smiled and said, "Miss Song, have you ever heard the old saying, 'If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself.'"
Song Yixuan shook her hand away and said angrily, "Since you already know everything, why are you still pretending to be merciful?"
"Even though I, Song Yixuan, am down and out now, I am still a human being. If you dare to harm me, you will inevitably end up in jail."
Zhu Ling chuckled, "Don't worry, Miss Song, there's no poison in this food."
Song Yixuan's face was full of disbelief.
Seeing this, Zhu Ling had no choice but to pick up her chopsticks and take a bite of the rice and vegetables in Song Yixuan's bowl. "How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Song Yixuan's guard was slightly lowered. "I don't think you dare to harm me openly."
Having said that, he was about to leave.
Since Zhu Ling knew the whole truth, she would die sooner or later if she stayed.
Song Yixuan just turned around to leave when Zhu Ling stopped her, "Hey? Anyway, I treated you to a meal, and technically speaking, I saved your life. Now that you're full, you can just pat your butt and leave?"
"Thank you." Song Yixuan thanked him reluctantly.
Zhu Ling shook her head, not satisfied at all. "You have no sincerity at all. No wonder no one is willing to lend you a hand. Sigh, it's really disheartening!"
Song Yixuan paused again. This time, she didn't turn around, but asked directly, "What do you want?"
Zhu Ling came up to her with two cups of tea and handed her one of them. "When you say thank you, you must be sincere. After we drink this cup of tea, you can leave."
"That's it?" Song Yixuan asked in confusion.
Zhu Ling nodded at her.
Song Yixuan hesitated.
In order to dispel her concerns, Zhu Ling finished the cup of tea and turned the cup upside down so that Song Yixiuan could see that there was not a drop of tea left in the cup.
"Just because I drink this cup of tea means I'm sincere?" Song Yixuan was still a little worried.
Zhu Ling said, "If it weren't for your frail body, I would have let you drink. Considering our past relationship, I will use this cup of tea instead of wine. From now on... we owe each other nothing."
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