Chapter 87

In a high-end private sanatorium in Jiangzhou city.

In the afternoon, the scorching sun burned the window nine. The green leaves were drooping and had no temper.

Outside the window is the scorching heat and sun. In the ward, the air conditioning is suitable.

On the hospital bed, the girl slowly opened her eyes.

Where is this?

The pain all over made the girl subconsciously frown. As soon as she raised her hand, a stabbing pain came from the back of her hand.

The girl twisted her eyebrows and saw a needle tube tied on the back of her hand. At the end of the thin needle tube, there was a bottle of medical glucose hanging.

Is she ill? Is this a hospital?

The girl sat up slowly. She felt weak and weak all over. This simple action made her sweat all over her head.

Who is she?

She was suddenly stunned. Yes, who is she?

No matter how hard you try to recall, it's like a fog in front of you.

I can't see where I came from, and I can't find my way home.

She suddenly fell on the hospital bed with her head in her arms. Her head hurt so much

The nurse opened the door and walked in with the car. She was surprised to see the girl on the hospital bed.

React and immediately rush out to shout.

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Thirty minutes later, after completing various physical examinations, doctors and nurses rushed out.

The nurse poured a cup of warm water into her hand and carefully said, "the doctor has contacted your family. They are on their way. You can see them soon."

The girl frowned in confusion: "family?"

The nurse looked at her strangely: "yes."

The girl silently grabbed the quilt horn. She asked, "what disease did I have before?"

The nurse shook his head: "I don't know. I'm just responsible for taking care of your life. You can ask after your family comes."

The staff here have signed a confidentiality agreement and are not allowed to disclose the patient's privacy.

The girl pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Suddenly, some fragments flashed in her mind. The speed was too fast. She disappeared before she could catch them.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. When the nurse saw the visitor, she was amazed for a moment and left the ward consciously.

The girl looked up and saw a beautiful girl coming in, wearing a white skirt, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, cold and dusty.

The other party stood three steps away from the hospital bed, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Those dark eyes are like a thousand year old well, mysterious and unpredictable. The moment they are stared at, it seems that every pore of the whole body has been seen through, which makes people feel a kind of embarrassment without hiding.

There was a long silence, a dead room, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Finally, she couldn't hold back and asked, "are you... My family?"

Because I slept too long, my vocal cords haven't slowed down. My voice has a dark hoarseness and falls on my ears. It's very uncomfortable.

The girl still didn't speak. Her deep pupils tightened for a moment, like a drop of water falling into the sea, which couldn't stir up ripples for a moment.

"Elder martial sister." The girl opened her mouth, and her voice matched her face, mixed with a faint temptation.

The girl on the bed stretched her eyebrows and eyes: "are you my sister?"

The mirror came over and whispered, "elder martial sister, are you still uncomfortable?"

"The doctor examined me just now. It's no big deal, except that I've been lying for too long and my physical function has deteriorated. I can recover after slow exercise."

She grabbed her head and said in some confusion, "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. I can't remember it. I don't even know my name. You're my sister. Can you tell me?"

The girl in the hospital bed has a beautiful face, and her pale face adds a little pity to her. Her eyes are big and bright, innocent and innocent, which makes people feel too harsh.

"Your name is Mingxin. You are an orphan adopted by master. You became a monk with master in the silent month of Baitou mountain. Last winter, master went to heaven. You couldn't stand the blow and fell ill. In order to have a good rest, I sent you here."

The mirror came slowly.

Silent month fax? nun?

She thought she had a terminal illness before she cut her hair. Was she a nun?

I don't know why. She couldn't be happy to know such a life experience.

"So you...?" She looked at the beautiful girl in front of her suspiciously.

"Shifu has adopted five disciples. I'm the second in my line. Shifu named Mingjing and there are three younger martial sisters below."

"So it is." She turned her head and looked at the environment of the ward.

"It's very expensive here all day." Are nuns so rich now?

"You don't have to worry about the cost. Since you wake up, you can rebuild it well. Younger martial sisters and I are waiting for you to come back."

"Younger martial sister, i... my brain is blank now and I can't remember anything. Can you tell me more?"

"No hurry, it's still a long time. Take your time."

"Well, all right."

At this time, Mingxin's stomach rumbled, and Mingxin looked at the mirror awkwardly.

The mirror asked someone to deliver the meal.

The hospital bed was very advanced. The nurse rang a bell at the head of the bed and automatically raised a dining table in front of Mingxin.

The nurse put the plate on the table. The three meals a day here are carefully matched by senior nutritionists, because Mingxin just woke up and his stomach can't be stimulated, so he can only eat some liquid food first.

A boiled crucian carp vegetable porridge with soft and rotten rosin, a dish of refreshing dishes and a mousse cake.

Mingxin subconsciously picked up the spoon with his left hand, skillfully stirred the porridge in the bowl, and then sent it to his mouth bit by bit.

The mirror looked at the scene and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After dinner, Mingxin wanted to go out and have a look at the big sun outside. He gave up the idea.

I turned on the TV and switched the channels.

"According to the latest report from our station, the famous actress Liang Yanran was found dead at home at 0:00 this morning, and a generation of actress died. Her family found a suicide note while collecting her relics. After professional identification, it was determined that it was Liang Yanran's own handwriting. At present, the police have ruled out the homicide. Liang Yanran has been on the road for 12 years and has acted in many film and television works. Now let me know Let's review... "

With the calm voice of the anchor, a picture of a woman appeared on the 60 inch TV screen. The woman in the picture has Danfeng eyes, pointed chin and innate beauty, with a high position of arrogance, like the queen of all sentient beings.

Mingxin looked blankly until a man began to appear on the picture.

"Two years ago, it was revealed that Liang Yanran was in love at the peak of her career, and the opposite side was Xue an, a well-known film star in the circle. After being photographed, the two generously admitted... They gave mutual understanding and support in their career. After learning the news of Liang Yanran's suicide, Xue an, who was filming in Hong Kong, immediately put everything down and rushed back. Unfortunately, a pair of excellent people who once envied others in the entertainment circle are as separated as today, In the face of the reporter's interview, Xue an couldn't help crying on the scene... "

In the picture, Xue an, facing the camera, painfully tells how much he loves Liang Yanran and how much he blames Liang Yanran for his suicide.

It really deserves to be a well-known film emperor in the entertainment industry. Such traceless acting skills are amazing.

The cries of remorse make the listener sad and shed tears.

An affectionate man can always win the sympathy and pity of the people.

Mingxin's hand holding the remote control gradually tightened, and the muscles and bones on the back of the white and thin hand burst out, shocking.

"Elder martial sister." The gentle voice of the girl came to my ears.

Mingxin suddenly recovered, the shadow at the bottom of his eyes dispersed in an instant, and his clear eyes were as innocent and clear as water.

She raised her smiling face: "what's the matter?"

Mingjing looked at the TV: "elder martial sister seems to be very interested in this news?"

"I just feel it's a pity that a young and beautiful life left like this." Mingxin sighed and looked a little lonely.

"Elder martial sister is kind-hearted. We Buddhists say that birth, old age, illness and death are natural laws. There is no eternal life. If you are not liberated, you can only live forever and reincarnate in the six ways."

The girl's dark eyes looked quietly and seemed to see through everything.

Mingxin's scalp was numb and a cold sweat gradually appeared on his back.

"You're right, but is there really reincarnation in this world?"

"The so-called non strangers do evil, others suffer and reap the fruits of their own self-reliance. All sentient beings are like this. The causes in the past life and the fruits in the present life continue with cause and effect, and life and death are infinite."

The girl's ethereal voice echoed quietly in the ward. A pair of dark eyes were like two deep pools. No one could see through the joys and sorrows of the world.

Now her soul seemed to be stripped naked under these eyes.

Just when she was almost out of breath, the girl lowered her eyes, and the suffocating feeling disappeared.

"Elder martial sister, have a good rest. I'll see you again tomorrow." Then he turned and left.

Mingxin sat on the hospital bed until the other party left. After a long time, Mingxin touched his forehead.

Sweat from the forehead.

She immediately lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, almost kneeling on her knees.

Kneading her knees, she stumbled to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at the people in the mirror carefully.

The facial features are elegant and delicate, and the skin is pale and morbid, which adds a layer of light sorrow to the eyebrow tip.

Gently pick the eyebrows, the dead eyebrows and eyes immediately become fresh, a pair of apricot eyes are bright and clear, and the whole person instantly becomes elated, fresh and vivid.

The girl in the mirror raised her chin slightly, and her eyes looked at all sentient beings with a look of arrogance, just like the queen returning from the city tour.

The girl smiled with confidence.

"Do you have a clear mind?"

——

Quietly, there were two bodyguards in black at the door of the ward, one left and one right standing at the door, like a door god.

——

Mingjing learned about Mingxin's physical condition from the doctor, made a reconstruction plan with the doctor and left the sanatorium.

Zheng Qing looked at her and said, "what's the matter with your senior sister?"

Mingjing's elder martial sister lives in this sanatorium. Zheng Qing doesn't know exactly. Mingjing has concealed many things from her. The more she knows, the more she looks like a group fan.

Mingjing took out his mobile phone and pushed all the messages about Liang Yanran.

——Liang Yanran's suicide was not accidental. There was an early warning!

The title is very eye-catching, and the mirror points in.

It is a popular up master's analysis video. He first published some regret for Liang Yanran's suicide and showed that he is also a fan of Liang Yanran, and then cut out a video. This video is a clip of Liang Yanran's participation in a hot life variety show last year.

This life variety called three meals a day is an evergreen tree in the history of variety shows. Once a year, five permanent guests go to the countryside far away from the noise of the city to live together for a period of time, confiscate all their belongings, remove all the aura, and live on their own.

Each episode of the program will invite some well-known stars to be guests, work together, talk together, and appreciate the bitterness of life.

Liang Yanran was a guest in an episode of this program last year. The video clip shows a group of people returning home after working in the field, cooking together and then eating.

Liang Yanran and five guests gathered around a big round table and chatted while eating. He Shan, one of the guests, was an old idol. Now he was old and transformed into a comedian. His psychological gap was too large. He couldn't restrain himself from grief in the face of the camera. He burst into tears and got depression.

At that time, other guests were busy comforting him. Liang Yanran was silent for a long time and said, "please stick to it again. Think about your fans and your family. They are all supporting you."

After the broadcast of this program at that time, Liang Yanran's words were praised and warmed his heart, which moved many people.

Now look again and analyze with a magnifying glass. She said this sentence in a wrong tone and look. She was comforting He Shan, more like saying it to herself.

Since then, she has suffered from depression. She is still struggling to support her fans and family.

It is said that every person with depression is an angel sent by heaven. Because she is too kind, she can't bear to criticize others and can only torture herself. In the process of internal friction, she collapses and despair

The barrage and comments of the video are all the self blame and regret of fans, but it's too late.

Mingjing suddenly asked, "do you know Liang Yanran very well?"

Zheng Qing was stunned and wondered why Mingjing suddenly cared about the people in the entertainment industry. Maybe it was the reason why this person had just died.

Zheng Qing replied; "I've been in a movie together, but she's a heroine. I'm a guest guest. In addition, I met her backstage at the fashion festival. I didn't know her very well."

In fact, they secretly poked and tore because of the problem of seats, and the king didn't see the king.

Now, one disappeared from the entertainment industry because of the scandal, and the other ended up with suicide.

The entertainment industry is the most realistic and cruel place. The higher you climb, the worse you fall.

"I didn't expect her to suddenly commit suicide. I was really surprised. She doesn't look like a person who will commit suicide. It's almost the same to kill others." Zheng Qingpi's mouth is turned away. Now people are dying. Forget it, accumulate some virtue.

The mirror drops her eyes. In the video, the great beauty of Ming * * sits in front of a big wooden table in the countryside. The local atmosphere can't affect her fashion temperament at all. The beauty eats elegantly and is suitable for both movement and rest.

The mirror's eyes fell on the beauty's left hand holding chopsticks, and his eyes gradually deepened.

"Her boyfriend loves her very much. They are getting married soon."

I don't know why, Zheng Qing suddenly felt a little cold. She turned down the heating, Sniffed at the speech: "In the entertainment circle, don't be sincere. Just like Xue an, you see his performance seems very affectionate. It's all designed by people, you know? He has long been out of breath. He can't get some resources by relying on Liang Yanran. This kind of soft rice man is not wanted by my mother. Liang Yanran still regards him as a treasure. If Xue an doesn't show a little affectionate, how can the public buy it? How can he With traffic, how can we get resources? Wait, he set up a stable God lover this time with the enthusiasm of Liang Yanran's suicide. "

Open the search box and enter Xue an's name.

She stared at the two words in the input box quietly. After a while, she deleted them a little bit.

What a lucky young man in royal clothes, a wish for the same day.

Midnight.

There was no light in the room, and a candle flickered dimly.

The faint fire reflected the girl's calm and beautiful face, slightly closed her eyes, and looked peaceful and compassionate.

With an orchid in one hand, the girl's red lips opened gently, and a string of scriptures overflowed from her mouth.

"Brahma pure land, fire Luo Jiuyao, bustling disasters and avoiding disasters, persistent cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded, and the sea of Buddhism is boundless."

The candlelight was windless and automatic, and the fire core gradually turned dark blue, which seemed inexplicable and strange in the dark.

At the end of the bridge, a wife bent her back and stirred the soup in the big pot.

The soup was steaming and delicious. However, when I looked carefully, I saw white bones looming between the soup.

The old woman mechanically stirred the soup in the pot and came to a man. She scooped up a bowl and handed it over. She said something in her mouth: "love and hate are crazy in the world. After death, everything is empty. Drink Mengpo soup and be free in the afterlife."

"Mother-in-law."

Meng Po looked up, the spoon suddenly fell into the pot, and the soup splashed out. She couldn't care, but looked at the girl in front of her in surprise.