Miss Ji's best actor

Chapter 290: Last Words
Hearing the news, Lu Cheng's first reaction was not to be surprised and sad, but to suspect that he had heard it wrong, and his ears were buzzing.

Seeing that Lu Cheng didn't respond, Wan Lang knew that Lu Cheng was still in a daze, and he said it again: "Xie Chi jumped off the building and died. I just answered the phone call from Xie Chi to An Jia without authorization. I thought it was Xie Chi called, and when I answered it, I realized it was the police..."

The buzzing sound in Lu Cheng's ears became even sharper.

He couldn't hear what Wan Lang was saying, but he knew Wan Lang was talking, and his mind could still think.He raised his head stiffly, staring at An Jia who was still singing on the stage.

An Jia's performance is coming to an end, and she will step off the stage soon. How should they open their mouths and tell An Jia the cruel and heartbreaking news?
Xie Chi died, what happened to An Jia?
She has already decided that after working for another six months, she will take a break to accompany Xie Chi to the treatment.

She was ready to die, but Xie Chi passed away, still in a tragic way like jumping off a building.

Jumping off a building, hanging, drowning, car accident...these are the most ugly ways to die.

How painful it must be for Xie Chi to choose to end his life in such a cruel way!He was so cruel, so cruel that every time An Jia recalled him in the future, the images about him that popped up in his mind were all bloody scenes of him jumping off a building to his tragic death.

"Xie Chi's parents divorced and remarried a long time ago. Currently, his father lives in City B and his mother lives abroad. He doesn't have any relatives or friends. I have to take care of his funeral..."

"Let's go together."

Lu Cheng stood up and looked at Wan Lang, "This time, we are together."

Lu Se's death was also a funeral for the two of them.

This time, they are still together.

Wan Lang left the party with Lu Cheng, Ji Wei's attention was always on Lu Cheng, seeing Lu Cheng leaving quietly, she frowned, greeted Qian Tu, then got up and walked away.

The howling wind in the cold winter night seemed to be holding an ice knife, and it hurt people's faces.Lu Cheng stood at the entrance of the company and waited for Wan Lang to drive the car. Before Wan Lang, he waited for Ji Wei.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Although Ji Wei's dress is long-sleeved, the skirt is thin after all, Lu Cheng is cold in a suit, let alone Ji Wei in a skirt.Lu Cheng didn't talk nonsense, he took off his clothes and put them on for Ji Wei first.

"How did you get out?"

Ji Wei put on Lu Cheng's suit jacket, and then said: "I saw you coming out with Wan Lang, did something happen?" When she spoke, she gasped.

"Don't worry about it, go to the car first, there is heating in the car."

Lu Cheng leads Ji Wei to the underground parking lot.

They arrived at the parking lot and met Wan Lang.

Wan Lang respectfully called Mr. Ji to Ji Wei, and then said to Lu Cheng, "I'll wait for you in the car."

Lu Cheng found Ji Wei's car, stuffed her in, and found a warm fur coat on the car, he put it on her while muttering: "Don't wear fur in the future, how many lives will be killed."

Ji Wei didn't make a sound.

Lu Cheng put on her coat before putting on his own clothes.He said, "An Jia's boyfriend jumped to his death, and now I'm going to the scene of the accident with Wan Lang."

Ji Wei knows An Jia, but doesn't know her boyfriend.

She remembered that when Lu Cheng and the others came out just now, An Jia was still performing on stage.

"then you go."

"Ah."

Lu Cheng got into Wan Lang's car and went to the place where Xie Chi jumped off the building.

Xie Chi deliberately chose a tall building, which is not far from Shiguang Building, diagonally opposite Shiguang Building, it is a commercial office building with a total of 46 floors.

Xie Chi jumped from the top floor, jumping from such a high place, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

The top floor is usually closed, but Xie Chi opened the door unexpectedly, which shows how strong his wish for death is.

When Lu Cheng and the others arrived at the scene, the scene was already surrounded, and the police formed a circle to keep the spectators out of the circle.

Xie Chi's body hadn't been removed yet, he was lying on the ground, covered with a black plastic sheet, far away from the waves, and dark red blood was seen flowing out of the black plastic sheet.

Lu Cheng explained his purpose to Wan Lang, and after several interrogations, he was allowed to enter the scene after confirming that his identity was fine.

Wan Lang stood in front of the plastic bag, staring at the blood, for a moment, he didn't even have the courage to open it.

Who knows what will be seen when the plastic sheet is removed, and what shape the person underneath will fall into.

Lu Cheng saw Wan Lang's hesitation and did not despise him.If this matter were replaced by ordinary people, I'm afraid it would be the same reaction.

Seeing that Wan Lang's face turned pale, he said, "Let me do it."

Wan Lang said with a tight voice, "Forget it, I'll do it..."

Lu Cheng squatted down directly to investigate the situation.

Wan Lang quickly turned around and turned his back, not daring to look at Xie Chi's body.

Lu Cheng pulled off the plastic sheet.

Xie Chi's body was not as terrifying as imagined, the body still looked like a human being, but his left leg fell in a different direction, and his head was split open.

The half of Xie Chi's face leaning against the ground fell into a pool of dark red blood, and the exposed half of his face was fairly clean.

Lu Cheng stared at Xie Chi's face and froze.

Isn't this the man I met in the hospital elevator last night?

What a coincidence!
"Mr. Lu, is this your friend Mr. Xie Chi?" Seeing that Lu Cheng was staring at Xie Chi's body without speaking, the policeman asked this question.

Lu Cheng didn't know Xie Chi, but he knew in his heart that this person was probably Xie Chi.

Lu Cheng said to Wan Lang: "Little Brother Wan, take a look." Wan Lang looked back, then nodded with a pale face.

"It's him that's right."

"My condolences," said the policeman.

Lu Cheng stared at Xie Chi's body without answering.

condolences?

How should he tell An Jia about this?

After Xie Chi's body was taken away, Lu Cheng and Wan Lang sat in the car without speaking.

Hearing the bang, Wan Lang turned his head and looked over, and saw that it was Lu Cheng who was lighting a cigarette.

Lu Cheng's mood was hard to calm down, and he had to do something to calm down his chaotic mind.

"Give me one too." Wan Lang suddenly stretched out his left hand to Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng said, "I thought you didn't smoke."

"Not addicted."

Lu Cheng gave Wan Lang one.

The two smoked in silence. After Lu Cheng finished smoking, he extinguished the cigarette butt and shook the non-existent ash on his fingers.

"I met Xie Chi last night. He said a few words to me. I didn't know him at that time."

Lu Cheng took the initiative to speak to break the silence.

Hearing this, Wan Lang raised his head suddenly, fixed his eyes on Lu Cheng, and asked, "What did you say?"

"He said that he is Anjia's fan. His family Anjia is straight-tempered, narrow-minded, and prone to blind alleys. Let me take care of her more in the future and don't let her do stupid things..."

When he heard these words at that time, he felt that these words were a bit strange, combining what happened today with Xie Chi's words, Lu Cheng finally understood that those words last night were Xie Chi's last words to him.

What kind of mood did Xie Chi say those words to him at that time?

Before Lu Se died, please ask Ji Wei to take care of him more. At that time, was she also like Xie Chi?
Lu Cheng also finally understood why Xie Chi spoke so pessimistically and negatively. At that time, he was probably ready to die.

How many desperate people have been killed by depression!
After Lu Cheng said this, Wan Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed: "He has been prepared for a long time."

"Since you are so reluctant to part with An Jia, why don't you try to live on?"

Lu Cheng also had the same idea as Wan Lang.

But they are not the ones who are sick, they cannot understand the heart of depressed patients.

Because I don't have empathy, I can't judge whether other people's choices are correct, because I am not qualified.

　The first one will be presented first, and the second one will come and see at four o'clock in the afternoon?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)