Chapter 155 Qingyao's Death

The fairy search in the previous life was not so exciting, because all the glory was on Liang Chen. As for Wen Dongni's Qingyao, there was not such a big resonance, in fact, it was because she was suppressed by Liang Chen and could not perform well.

She finally understood now why Wen Dongni's acting skills were not completely useless, but she made frequent mistakes. Because of her personality, she must have offended Liang Chen in her previous life, and then she was almost crazy because of the pressure on her acting.

That night, Yan Huan slept well and rested for a day. She was much more energetic. It was a pity that Liang Chen took Xiaodouzi away, otherwise she could hear Xiaodouzi's voice, which was like being at home. Although it was not her home yet, when she had money, she must buy a real house with Yiling, their real home.

At dawn in the morning, she went to the set and had to put on makeup for several hours. Every time she took off her clothes, it was a torture. It was too cold. Others wore cotton clothes, but she had to bare her arms and legs for acting, and then she was frozen like a dog.

A few days later, the TV series was about to end.

On the fairy sword, Yan Baixuan stabbed with the sword, and Yan Huan stretched out her hand and let her body fall down. Few actors can do this. This requires a professional stand-in. Yes, she is a professional stand-in. If the fall is not good, the head will hit the ground first, so this shot is still dangerous. Director Jin asked her if she needed a stand-in. Yan Huan finally shook her head and said she wanted to shoot it herself.

Qingyao opened her eyes, and in front of her was a red blood mist, which looked like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

She saw her childhood, when her father held her hand and stood among many beautiful flowers.

"Daddy, can we become immortals?"

The little child asked the head of Qingshan in a baby voice.

The head of Qingshan squatted down and gently stroked his daughter's little face, "Yes, as long as our Yaoyao practices well, she will definitely become an immortal in the future."

"Then Qingyao will definitely practice well, and become an immortal like daddy in the future," the little ball nodded her head vigorously, and then pulled her father's big hand and walked farther and farther. .

And Qingyao knew that she would never become an immortal in this life.

"Daddy, do you think I'm wrong?"

Her red lips opened and closed gently, asking herself and the head of Qingshan, but there was no one in the world who could answer her. She died very peacefully, her eyes reflected the blue sky at this time, and her nose smelled sweet and fragrant dew. She had given up too much time.

Suddenly, she smiled, and she closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

She ended her life in such a tragic and lonely way.

She deserved it, but for some reason, it made people feel lonely and painful.

Perhaps it was really the saying that pitiful people must have hateful aspects.

Yan Huan thought she had become Qingyao. Qingyao had nothing to live for, and in fact, she was the same in her previous life. They were all hateful people, but who knew that they were also pitiful people.

They were all helpless in this world, without a trace, and without relatives or friends. They had nothing. Perhaps death would be a relief for them.