As soon as he heard about the accident, the gang leader lost all his sleepiness and immediately sat up from the bed and got out.
The door was opened, and he still looked impatient, "You'd better tell me something big."
The younger brother said anxiously, "If someone dies, is that a big deal?"
The gang leader didn't take it seriously. "It's just a dead person, why make such a fuss? You should be worried about disturbing my sweet dreams."
As he said this, the gang leader yawned, and the next second, he raised his hand as if he was going to beat his younger brother.
The younger brother dodged nimbly and said, "Brother, if this person died somewhere else, I wouldn't come to disturb your sweet dream. However, this person died not far from your apartment. If the police track us down, even if we are not the murderer, we will be in trouble."
"Where did you say the person died?" the gang leader suddenly asked seriously.
Zhu Ling came to his house last night, and there are few people around here, so ordinary people rarely find their way here.
The younger brother pointed outside and said tremblingly, "On the road a hundred meters away."
Afterwards, the younger brother brought the gang leader to the place where Zhu Ling had the accident.
I saw Zhu Ling lying in a pool of blood, and there was a car not far away.
"What bad luck." The gang leader said with disgust. If he had known this would happen, he would not have called her over last night.
In the end, not only did he fail to lure her into killing Xia Xingchen, he also got himself into trouble.
"Brother, why don't we get rid of her now that there's no one around?" the younger brother suggested.
The gang leader took a deep breath. Ever since he became a gangster, his hands had been stained with blood. Even if he didn't kill Zhu Ling this time, the police would find out about his past...
no……
He must not fall into the hands of the police, otherwise he would surely die.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work." The gang leader yelled at his younger brother and looked around. There were trees.
Before the gang leader could say anything, the younger brother spoke tactfully: "I'll go get the tools from the car."
They carry tools in their car at all times.
"What are you taking? Carry the person into the woods first." The gang leader said impatiently.
So the two of them carried Zhu Ling's body into the woods.
Twenty minutes later, the gang leader and his subordinates threw Zhu Ling's body into the dug pit.
The gang leader stood at the edge of the pit, looking at the blood-soaked Zhu Ling, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you have so many enemies. You're so young, and you've already sacrificed your life. It's really not worth it!"
*
Two days later.
Zhichen finished his work and returned to the hotel as usual.
He lay on the big bed in the hotel, and his mind was inexplicably filled with thoughts of Zhu Ling.
When he first saw Zhu Ling sleeping with another man, he was filled with anger and wanted to strangle Zhu Ling to death on the spot. He hated her, never hated her as much as he did now.
He didn't want to see her, and even stayed in a hotel to avoid her, not even going home.
But... he didn't know when it started, but he began to miss her and felt anxious. This was the first time in his life that he had felt this way.
Just two nights ago, Zhu Ling called him and he almost answered the phone.
Fortunately, Zhu Ling stopped fighting later, otherwise, he was really afraid that he would not be able to help but take it.
Now, two days have passed and Zhu Ling hasn't contacted him for two days. He actually feels a little uncomfortable.
He tried not to think about her.
So in his later work, he tried his best to devote himself to it and not let himself be idle, for fear that he would not be able to help but think of her after he was idle.
But in the following days, Zhu Ling never called him once.
This made him feel a little panicked.
But due to his pride as a man, he didn't hit Zhu Ling.
Just imagine, a man loves a woman, but he can't stand his woman being touched by other men!
Three days passed in a flash.
Zhichen was so flustered that he couldn't even concentrate on his work.
That day, he finished his morning work and had no schedule in the afternoon. The next day he had to go to the woods to shoot a new song MV.
His agent told him to take this opportunity to have a good rest in the afternoon.
Zhichen surprisingly did not return to the hotel, but drove back to his apartment for some unknown reason.
When he arrived at the apartment door, he didn't see the familiar figure he had imagined, but an empty space.
For some reason, his heart suddenly felt empty.
Parked the car and returned to the apartment.
He sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and was stunned when he saw the phone number that Zhu Ling had called five days ago.
He hesitated for a very long time, and several times he couldn't help but want to dial the red number, but in the end, he rationally restrained himself.
He returned to the interface and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. When he came out, he was wearing a bathrobe and lying on the bed, playing with his mobile phone with a heavy heart. But while playing, he inadvertently saw their previous photos and chat records.
He remembers every single thing in the chat history and every moment in the group photo as if it happened just yesterday.
As he watched, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his lips.
He didn't know how long he watched before he drifted off to sleep. In his dream, he saw Zhu Ling, covered in blood, looking for help from him. She looked so miserable, and it was heartbreaking to see her...
"Ling'er, Ling'er..." Zhichen was awakened by a nightmare and suddenly sat up from the bed.
When I touched my forehead, it was covered in sweat.
After waking up, he realized that it was just a nightmare and breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around and seeing the cell phone beside him, he reached out and picked it up. On the screen was a photo of him and Zhu Ling. In the photo, Zhu Ling's smile was so sweet, and she looked like a happy little woman in love.
He gently stroked the screen, muttering to himself: "Ling'er, do you think I should give you one last chance?"
Zhu Ling's smile seemed to give him the answer.
So, he said, "Okay, I'll call you right now. What if you answer right away? I'll try to forgive you."
Zhichen returned to the home screen and dialed Zhu Ling's cell phone number one digit at a time using the dial key.
When he pressed the last digit and was about to dial, he was actually a little nervous.
Less than two seconds after the call was made, a gentle female voice came from the receiver: "Hello, the number you dialed is turned off. Please call again later."
Why is the phone turned off?
Is the power out?
So, he found WeChat and sent a message to Zhu Ling: Why is your phone out of battery?
Wait until your phone is charged and let’s have a good chat!
Zhichen looked at the long string of WeChat messages that Zhuling had sent him but to which he had not responded, and he felt very unhappy.
He couldn't fall asleep since he woke up. Soon, the sky gradually brightened, so he decided not to sleep. He simply washed his face and went out.
We drove to Jiashi Entertainment.
Everyone in the group packed up and got on the nanny car together.
On the bus, one staff member proudly said, "This time, I found a prime location with excellent feng shui. The lush greenery will surely produce stunning photos."
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