brothers and sisters

Huang Xu lay dead on the bed for three days. He recalled from his childhood to yesterday when he went to the toilet several times.

After looking back on his short but wonderful life, he sadly found that he didn't seem to have done any serious business in his life. Heartbroken, he finally sat up from the bed and began to write hard.

He wrote three letters in total, one to Ye Jingsheng, one to his family, and one to his nephew Ling Yu.

When writing it, it was called a real feeling that moved his nose and tears to flow. After doing all this, his heart was so peaceful that he could fly to the sky immediately.

He washed and shaved himself, cleaned himself up, and then took out his phone to send text messages.

Ling Yu had just returned from filming on the set and was sitting in the car talking to Ren Ziyu when their cell phones rang at the same time. When they took it out, it turned out to be a text message from Huang Xu.

In the past few days, Ling Yu had the opportunity to visit his little uncle every day, but his little uncle turned him away.

Ling Yu had already met Ye Jingsheng and understood what happened that day. To confirm, he and Ren Ziyu went to see Brother Qiang and Xiao Ke again.

These two people were also unlucky, they took such a job from Ye Jingsheng and caused a lot of trouble.

But Xiao Ke was indeed alive and kicking, and even showed them his inspection report.

Ren Ziyu, Ling Yu, and Ye Jingsheng didn't understand where Huang Xu's illness came from, or what else Huang Xu was hiding from them.

But as the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are good. Huang Xu has already put most of his body into the coffin, so he probably won't lie to these people anymore.

Therefore, Ling Yu and Ren Ziyu are also very powerless, after all, they seem so helpless in the face of life and death.

The two received the same text message, Huang Xu said that he would hold a memorial service for himself.

Huang Xu was very concerned about his own skin. He couldn't imagine what it would be like lying on the bed covered in pus and unrecognizable, waiting to die, so he decided to die with dignity.

He hopes to say goodbye to his relatives and friends with dignity, and then leave this world.

After reading Huang Xu's text message, Ren Ziyu looked up at Ling Yu in disbelief.

Ling Yu seemed to have guessed what Ren Ziyu wanted to say, he nodded at Ren Ziyu: "Well, this is indeed something my little uncle can do."

Just as Ren Ziyu was about to speak, his phone rang again.

It was Yang Mingming. It turned out that he had also received news from Huang Xu.

"Brother Ziyu, what's the matter? This is, Huang Xu notified me and Yan Shuo to attend the memorial service? Why is he so crazy?"

Ren Ziyu sighed, and after a lot of talking, he finally explained clearly to Huang Xu. Yang Mingming listened to Ren Ziyu's words, and it took him a long time to say anything: "How could this be...then let's go?"

These words were obviously discussing with Yan Shuo next to him.

"Go or not, you decide for yourself, don't look at Ling Yu's face, but if you can go, you should go, I guess there are not many people who can go."

It's not that Ren Ziyu looks down on Huang Xu's popularity. He usually has a lot of cronies and friends, so how can he have any serious friends?

Yang Mingming didn't plan to go at first, and he and Huang Xu were not very close, but they had been working together recently, and Huang Xu's glorious deeds were all told by Ren Ziyu.

When he received Huang Xu's text message today, his first feeling was that he had sent it by mistake, but then he thought that no one would joke about such a thing, so he called Ren Ziyu.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing such news, the editor's face turned green with fright.

Ren Ziyu hung up the phone, only to find that Ling Yu had just hung up the phone too, and it was Ye Jingsheng calling.

Ye Jingsheng also received Huang Xu's message, his first reaction was to call Ren Ziyu, but Ren Ziyu's cell phone was busy all the time, so he had no choice but to call Ling Yu.

The three agreed that Huang Xu was completely insane.

However, if a person suffered such a big blow in just a few days, it would be almost impossible to go crazy.

Ren Ziyu sighed: "When will the final result come out?"

Ling Yu thought for a while, and smiled wryly: "What a coincidence, it was the day when my little uncle held the memorial service."

Huang Xu's memorial service was scheduled to be held in a hotel near the crew. He had booked a large venue, but actually less than ten people were invited.

Huang Xu didn't tell his family about his illness, he didn't have the courage, so he wrote a letter to his family, and let the old man know the cruel truth after he left this world.

This day Ling Yu went to catch up with the announcement, but Ren Ziyu was called to the crew to discuss the matter with the director. After work was over, Ren Ziyu and Yang Mingming walked to the hotel together.

Ye Jingting followed before he left the set. These days, Ren Ziyu avoided him like a snake and scorpion, and did not give him any chance to speak.

It was not easy for Ling Yu, the guy who was in the way, not to come today, so he hurriedly followed.

When Ren Ziyu saw that it was Ye Jingting who was catching up, he not only quickened his pace.

Yang Mingming didn't know that there was an episode between Ren Ziyu and Ye Jingting, but he was just curious why Ziyu was so indifferent to Ye Jingting.

"Ziyu, do you have time? Let's talk."

"No time, I'm going to the memorial service."

Although what Ren Ziyu said is correct, Ye Jingting heard it a bit unpleasant. Even if you, Ren Ziyu, don't like to see me, it would be boring to say something like a memorial service.

The little angel Yang Mingming saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurried out to be a peacemaker.

"Well, we really went to the memorial service, not kidding you, it belongs to Huang Xu."

"Huang Xu?"

"Yang Mingming, why explain so much to him, we are not familiar with him."

"Huang Xu is doing well, what kind of memorial service are you having?"

Ye Jingting looked at these two people, and for a moment couldn't tell whether they were serious or just teasing him.

"It's true, um, Huang Xu..." Yang Mingming hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to explain it.

Seeing Yang Mingming's serious face, Ye Jingting didn't think they were lying, so he asked with a smile: "I have attended several memorial services for the dead, but I have never seen a living one. I know, since it's a memorial service, I'll go to mourn it too."

"You were not invited."

Ren Ziyu also wanted to say that Yang Mingming gave him a hand.

"Tzuyu is big."

Colleagues around who were finishing work were all looking at them curiously, wondering why their male protagonist was saying something to the screenwriter in a low voice. Normally, when Ye Jingting is in this coffee position, there is no need for unspoken rules. Besides, even if it is necessary, It shouldn't be Ren Ziyu either.

Ren Ziyu shrugged: "It's up to you."