Rebirth of the little wolf dog GL

People with outstanding talents and looks often bear the sorrow of fate.

Yan Youheng just confirmed this sentence, today is the third day after her death, and she has been crying and laughing for the past three days.

Crying for the misery of her fate, laughing at the fame she gained after her death.

Yan Youheng is so popular, there has never been an artist like her who has a fan group and support after her death.And within just three days after her death, she was even called the "Falling Pearl" in the industry, implying that she possessed the strength of a supermodel, but failed to reach the status of a supermodel.

These things that Yan Youheng longed for during his lifetime came too late, too late.

Yan Youheng, who became popular after his death, naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of some people, and Er Jingyi, the most famous supermodel in Huaguo, was the first to bear the brunt.

Er Jingyi first tweeted that Yan Youheng is a very capable model, and posted a photo of the two of them together.

In the photo, Yan Youheng had a stern face without a smile on his face, looking at the camera with laziness and alienation in his eyes.Er Jing also smiled sweetly, with one arm still on Yan Youheng's shoulder.

As a result, this microblog quickly became popular, and the topic #颜又表尔静候# was a hot topic for a while.

Netizen A: It's no wonder that Yan can't get angry again. This way of looking at people shows that she doesn't know how to deal with others.How many people could be offended behind the scenes?

Netizen B: It's impolite to take pictures with seniors and put on a dirty face. There's a reason why it's not popular.

Netizen C: Enough of the ones upstairs, our young lady from the Yan family has been on the catwalk since she was 16 years old, who is the senior to figure out!

Netizen D: I don't want to say anything else, this look makes my legs weak! !

Netizen E: If Sister Yan looks at me like that, I will faint!Good attack!

Er Jingyi originally wanted to lead netizens to criticize Yan Youheng's ignorance of current affairs and disrespect for her seniors. Who knew that the navy she arranged hadn't ended yet, and the heat caused by her would soon die down.

Because there was news from the police that Yan Youheng's body was still in the funeral home, and the family members could not be contacted.

Fans who fall in love too late, can't find sustenance for their fanatical hearts. In addition to looking at the previous Yan Youheng's catwalk videos, they are more self-satisfied with writing and editing videos.

Now I can finally do something for Yan Youheng. Naturally, everyone is very enthusiastic, so I don't have the heart to fight with Er Jingyi's fans again.

Fans who came from the imperial capital also bought a cemetery for her and prepared to see Yan Youheng off.The gloomy weather in the imperial capital was still lightly raining, but even this could not stop a large number of people who spontaneously came to see Yan Youheng off. The elegiac couplets and banners they drew took up half the street.

Yan Youheng, who was standing in front of the funeral parlor at this moment, couldn't tell what was in his heart.

Maybe touched, but more sad.

Those who came to see her off were all strangers, but none of her relatives who had a blood relationship with her, or friends who were with her day and night, came to see her off.

"Oh, Yan Youheng, you are really good at being a human being." Yan Youheng sighed, looking into the distance with desolate eyes.

At this moment, the cordon that had been erected on the left side of the funeral parlor to prevent too many people from pouring in was suddenly removed.A Rolls-Royce sedan with an all-black body drove in. As soon as this luxury car entered, it naturally attracted most of the attention of the onlookers.

Yan Youheng was also attracted by this car, but she was not envious, but thinking.Of course, among the people she knew were rich people who could afford such luxury cars, but Yan Youheng couldn't think of anyone who could come to see her off.

The door was opened by the waiter, and he said respectfully to the inside of the car: "Mr. Gao, we're here."

A young man in a black suit came out of the car. Yan Youheng couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt vaguely familiar.

"Mr. Gao?" Yan Youheng murmured, there seemed to be no one with the surname Gao among the people she knew well.

It's just that the surname Gao is no stranger to her. The Gao family and the Yan family were neighbors next to each other in the courtyard next to the imperial capital. Now one is full of vitality, but the other has turned into a pile of loess.

The man called Mr. Gao was tall and straight, with a cropped cut, and was much taller than the waiter holding an umbrella for him.

Most of Yan Youheng's fans knew that Yan Youheng was the only daughter of the collapsed Yan family. When the news broke on the Internet, many people scolded Yan Youheng for what she deserved.

But the public has always been the most tolerant. In the case 12 years ago, Yan Youheng was only 16 years old, what bad things could he do?

Besides, Father Yan who committed the crime has already been punished, so they don't need to hold on to this.

The fans didn't even think it was a stain, they knew it from the fact that they had worked tirelessly to see Yan Youheng off.

Now seeing this Mr. Gao who can be known to be not a mortal at a glance, fans think that maybe he is Yan Youheng's friend before his death.

The waiter led Mr. Gao into the funeral parlor, and Yan Youheng, as a soul body that came and went like the wind, naturally floated in with him.She wanted to see what this Mr. Gao was going to do, but she never remembered what kind of relationship she had with him.

"Could it be that you had a crush on me?" Yan Youheng thought narcissistically.

Soon they arrived at the place where Yan Youheng's corpse was parked. The corpse placed in the ice coffin had not decomposed yet, so the bloody and broken corpse could be seen more clearly.Shapeless corpses were piled up in transparent ice coffins, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and preservatives.

Yan Youheng couldn't help frowning when he saw it. The waiters who followed were about to retch, but they held back, and their faces turned pale.

Mr. Gao didn't react at all, he pointed at Yan Youheng's ice coffin without changing his face, and said, "Take it away."

His voice was low, without any emotion, and there was a sense of command.Yan Youheng couldn't help looking at him, and had to say, in terms of talent and appearance, the one in front of her was the real dragon and phoenix.

Different from Yan Youheng's facial features, Mr. Gao's facial features are very oriental.She has deep eyebrows, a straight nose, healthy wheat-colored skin, and an indescribably heroic spirit.

This is not just a word that can be praised for being good-looking, the overall style is better than the appearance.

So when Yan Youheng was fascinated, her body and the ice coffin had been carried out by the waiter.Yan Youheng was surprised, where is she going to carry her?

The coffin was carried out through the back door of the funeral home and into a funeral car which was parked at the back door.

Mr. Gao also walked through the back door, and the Rolls Royce was already waiting at the back door.Yan Youheng looked around and followed Mr. Gao into the car.

With her own corpse, she was afraid that she would react.

In the car, Mr. Gao sat next to her.He took off the black suit jacket and put it aside.Yan Youheng looked down and saw that the suit jacket was draped over her lap.

Uh, even though she is in the state of a soul body now, Yan Youheng still moved a little to the side awkwardly.

After Mr. Gao took off his coat, he tugged at the collar again.Then he leaned back in the chair and rested with half-closed eyes.His heroic eyebrows were tangled between his brows for some reason.Yan Youheng looked at it, and wanted to help him smooth his brows.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched Mr. Gao's brow, thousands of thoughts rushed into Yan Youheng's heart.

That's right, anyone she touches will have her consciousness read.

...

What Mr. Gao had in mind was a picture, which was transmitted to Yan Youheng's mind very vaguely.

At the gate of the courtyard where she lived as a child, there was a dirty child squatting.It seemed to be raining in the sky, and the rainwater flowed down the eaves, dripping on the child.

There was no one around the gate of the courtyard facing the street, and the child squatted there alone, cold and hungry.When Yan Youheng saw this picture, his heart tightened, and he just wanted to hold that child in his arms.

What puzzled her was why Mr. Gao was thinking about these things?

Didn't he have a crush on her?Shouldn't you think about the beauty of a romantic night?

At this time, another child with a flower umbrella appeared at the street corner in the picture. This child kicked and jumped on the puddles all the way to the gate of the courtyard.As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, the child holding a flower umbrella saw the child squatting at the gate.

"What's wrong with you?" the child muttered and jumped up the steps, squatting beside him and asked.

The filthy child raised his head, his filthy face had a few scratches, and blood was dripping out.On the childish face, there was a pair of eyes that did not match his age.

Even though he was only a child, his scrutinizing eyes revealed a vicious attitude, full of defense.

Yan Youheng, who was watching, couldn't help being shocked.

"Did you fight with others?" The child moved the umbrella over his head to block the rainwater falling on him from the eaves.She didn't seem to be afraid at all, and looked at him with watery eyes.

The child still didn't speak, but the little hands on his knees were tightly squeezed together in a defensive posture.

The child holding the umbrella grinned, his fat face curved into a pair of crescents.Holding the umbrella in one hand, he reached into his pocket for a long time with the other and took out a yellow pea.

"I'll eat it for you, don't cry."

The dirty child didn't pick it up, and the eyes covered by the dirt scanned the face of the child in front of him with a look of scrutiny.

The child smiled sweetly, revealing milky white milk teeth.

Finally, a dirty little hand took over the pea yellow, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

"Thank you." His voice was stuffy and hoarse, and he spit out a sentence for a long time.

"Hey, you're welcome."

The dirty child was obviously very hungry, and swallowed the pea yellow in two or three mouthfuls.

"My name is Yan Youheng, what's your name?" the child tilted his head and asked, blinking his eyes.

"Gao Ting."

...

Yan Youheng?

Mr. Gao?

Yan Youheng, who had been reading Mr. Gao's memory here, was taken aback for a moment. Is that so?

A piece of pea yellow?In exchange for him to collect her body?

Yan Youheng didn't know what to say, his heart felt sore and swollen.She was about to withdraw her hand when she heard another sentence passed.

"As a woman, Yan Youheng, I admire you very much."

ha?woman?

Yan Youheng was startled, and moved a little closer, almost to the point of posting it, but couldn't tell whether Mr. Gao was a man or a woman.

The car had already stopped, so Yan Youheng had to follow Mr. Gao out of the car.

Yan Youheng looked around, and soon recognized that this was the Yan family cemetery.It's just that after the Yan family disappeared, the land of the Yan family cemetery has been taken back by the state, and it is now a forest.

Did Mr. Gao take her body and want to bury her here?

"Mr. Gao, according to your request, the cemetery has been prepared."

Mr. Gao nodded calmly, and said to the waiter, "Okay."

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