There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 388 Suicide by eating pesticide

  Lu Shixiu is in the study.

  Received a call from Dai Lun and specifically opened Weibo that he hadn’t used for a long time.

  Seeing Wen Yiren's Weibo scene, she thought to herself.

   Could it be another big red envelope?

  Or direct real-name authentication is issuing red envelopes?

  Finally, Lu Shixiu just left a silent message.

  Your Mr. Hugh: You are the only one.

  For Lu Shixiu who is not certified, who knows that "Your Mr. Hugh" is him?

  Yes, Lu Shixiu’s message was successfully ignored by Wen Yiren.

  The crew has been very busy recently, and Wen Yiren fell asleep soon.

  The next day, as soon as I arrived on the crew, I saw a group of people discussing together.

   "You say a good person, if you don't say it, you will be gone!"

   "No, I was still helping us organize things yesterday, so how come today..."

  Wen Yiren surrounded him subconsciously, "What's the matter?"

  "Yi Ren, don't you know, Zou Xiaoyu is dead."

   "Zou Xiaoyu?"

   "It's the one who often helps us move things. Oh, I will show you the photos."

  Wen pleasantly took a look, and instantly remembered that he accidentally ran into Jin Xiaoxi yesterday.

   "I think she was fine yesterday, how did she die?"

  "It was a suicide. She was found to have died of pesticide drinking by her shared roommate this morning."

   "What happened to her?"

"It shouldn't. I have a good relationship with her. She just graduated from university and came to our crew for an internship. She is single. She does not commit suicide because of love. Moreover, if her family runs a small shop, the conditions should not be bad and she will not commit suicide because of money. ."

   “Or depression, unless she tells her, it’s not easy to see depression.”

   "This is also possible."

  This Zou Xiaoyu, although she can't remember her name, she still has an impression of Wen Yi after seeing the photos.

  The staff in the crew is also good. It seems that I learned the choreographer. Now I am an assistant to the choreographer, occasionally helping with the chores. I look at it every day with a smile, not like a person suffering from depression.

   "Ahem."

   was discussing, a cough suddenly interrupted everyone.

  Wen Yiren subconsciously looked over, it was Song Qingyu.

  She looks very haggard, there is already a clear blue under her eye sockets, her lips are pale, and she needs help from an assistant when she walks.

   "Sister Qingyu, you are very sick!"

   "That's Sister Qingyu, otherwise you take a leave of absence and go back to rest?"

  Song Qingyu shook his head and sat down on the lounge chair.

  She has a strange illness. After the filming yesterday, she went to the hospital for injections. Today, there is no sign of improvement, but it is getting more and more serious.

   "What are you guys doing, why are you all surrounded?"

   "Sister Qingyu, it's Zou Xiaoyu, who is the assistant to the choreographer, the girl who was intern, committed suicide by taking pesticides in the rental house last night."

   "You committed suicide?"

  Song Qingyu was a little surprised.

   "Yes, we were also surprised to hear that the director and screenwriter have gone to the police station. Let's wait and start work later."

  Song Qingyu subconsciously looks at Wen Yiren.

  Wen Yiren shrugged his shoulders, moved a short stool and walked slowly to Song Qingyu's one-meter distance to sit down.

   "Ahem..."

  "You didn't see the doctor?" Wen Yiren asked in a low voice.

   "Look, I spent the night in the hospital."

   "Why doesn't it feel better then?"

   "I don't know, maybe the medicine in the hospital doesn't work?"

  Song Qingyu smiled.

Wen Yiping glanced at her pale face, "Give me your hand."

  Fastly helped Song Qingyu get the pulse, and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal.

  At least, not to be entangled by ghosts.

  (End of this chapter)