Love Me if You Dare: Pristine Darkness

Jin Xiaozhe felt that her heart was gradually calming down, and her enthusiastic interaction with the audience at the scene also let her gradually enter the state. For every question asked by the host, she answered decently, cleverly, and with a little humor, which not only made the host laugh frequently, but the audience was so excited that they could not help but want to rush to the stage. The agent standing on the sidelines secretly gave her a thumbs up. Jin Xiaozhe smiled slightly.

"... Next question." The host smiled very mysteriously, and said, "It is also the question that our fans and even the national audience and fans around the country are most concerned about. That is Xiaozhe, do you have a boyfriend?

There was a crazy scream under the field.

Jin Xiaozhe smiled lightly and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. When asked this kind of question, she would actually have a ripple in her heart. But the answer to the question is naturally set in advance.

"This is my private life." She replied with a smile, "At present, no one worthy of marriage has appeared. But if there is good news someday, I will inform you when it is appropriate."

The screams and cheers continued.

Jin Xiaozhe smiled and lowered his head. At this moment, the host asked another question. His voice was crisp and crisp, but Jin Xiaozhe did not hear it.

Because she felt the phone in her pocket was shaking.

Keep shaking.

It is very impolite and unprofessional to take out a mobile phone to answer a call at the scene of a program recording. Jin Xiaozhe never does this. But at this moment, she suddenly shook her head, and even she sent the phone to her.

As soon as the host was stunned, the audience was quiet. The agent gave an incredible expression.

Jin Xiaozhe has been looking at the phone screen. For a while I forgot where I was. That's a very strange number. Once Fang Qing called her by satellite phone, the number was displayed.

She answered the phone very quickly and put it in her ear.

The audience was silent.

"Hey," she said softly.

The sound on that end was particularly noisy, as if something was constantly striking. She waited patiently, and after a few seconds, she heard Fang Qing gasping slightly, and a hoarse, low voice came: "Hey, Xiaozhe."

She replied, "Yes."

He even laughed and asked, "What are you doing?"

She heard rumbling sounds in the background, and the sound of rain.

"Attending the show."

There was an audience in the audience, and they started to "coy"-excited, speculating.

The other side was silent for a while before he said, "Wife, I'm sorry, I may be out of appointment. I can't come back."

Jin Xiaozhe was holding his cell phone and was motionless.

Fang Qing said with a dumb voice, "Xiao Zhe, I ..."

The phone was disconnected, and a blind tone of "beep-beep-" came. There was no expression on Jin Xiaozhe's face, and the audience was extremely silent. She held her cell phone, dialed it again, and dialed it three times.

...

"... Xiao Zhe, Xiao Zhe?" The host on the opposite side smiled and called her tentatively. Only then did Jin Xiaozhe's eyes focus on the camera, as if he could only react, and he was still participating in the nation's number one program.

"Is Xiaozhe taking a very important call?" The host smiled, "Can we continue?"

Jin Xiaozhe slowly put down her phone, and then she saw the anxiously blushing agent in the eyes, the audience watching her, and countless lights and lenses.

"Oh." She answered calmly, "OK, let's continue."

The host smiled, as if the episode did not happen at all, and continued to ask: "So Xiaozhe, the next question is what fans want to ask, what kind of works will you bring to everyone next?"

"Next ..." Some prepared words jumped into Jin Xiaozhe's mind mechanically, and she replied clearly, "I have always been a person who likes to challenge, and may not be at ease, I think I will choose to pick up. Shoot some historical dramas. "

"Wow, that's great!" Said the host. "So are there any directors who want to collaborate or maybe collaborate?"

"Yes." Jin Xiaozhe replied, "For example, Director Zou Chao, Director Mu Li ..." She was still talking, but I don't know when, the audience suddenly lost all voices and suddenly fell silent. She was still saying, as if nothing was found. It wasn't until she answered this question that the host quietly took a tissue from the side and handed it to her, and Jin Xiaozhe realized that she couldn't see anything at all.

She was in tears.

No one spoke in the audience.

Jin Xiaozhe grabbed a few tissues and put them on his face, crying with a low headache.

...

The person I love, he is a world hero.

He was a strong policeman who could carry me around the city wall.

He is the man I can't get rid of.

He always smoked down and stared at me with a smile.

I often fear that he will leave me.

Now he really won't come back.

...

The heavy rain fell, and Fang Qing was lying motionless on the wet and dusty ground. The temple was almost collapsed, with only a few main beams and Buddha statues still standing upright. Just before the moment of death, Fang Qing saw the surrounding terrain clearly. One rolled and rolled under the statue of Buddha. The structure of the house here was relatively empty. Sure enough, he avoided the pile of wood that collapsed, and the first one rolled down the mountain Pile of mud. Only a part of it fell on him. Although it hurts, it was not dead instantly.

However, one of the beams fell and was hitting him. His legs were crushed and he couldn't move at all. He was very clear that the wave just now was just the forward of the mudslides and the burial of a large area. With the roar of the mountain, it was coming. And the situation was so critical that the companions outside could not come near to rescue.

At this moment, his mind was so clear. He knew that time was running out, maybe not enough time to make a phone call.

So for the first time in his life, he did not consider business or brothers. He only chose to call that woman. He always wanted to talk to her before he died, always.

"Hey ..." Hearing her voice, listening to the mudslides rolling in the mountains, his heart was calm for a moment.

The woman was really sobered, after listening to his farewell words, there was no response at all. He laughed in his heart, and sure enough this was the brave woman he loved and could stand alone. But he felt a lot of guilt in his heart, he knew that she would be sad, he knew that she would be lonely, and he wanted to say: Sorry, Xiao Zhe, I ca n’t spend the rest of my life with you.

But this sentence did not have time to say.

He said, "Xiao Zhe, I ..."

He looked up and saw the last remaining ridge of the little temple, which was swallowed up by the black stream and collapsed.

He saw the tallest and largest Buddha statue above his head, and fell to himself.