Seventies Art Troupe (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 22

    "And why Ji Xiaoyao worked so hard to harm Huang Huilin and hurt herself? It's not because of a small loss."

    "Of course, this is just our guess, maybe Huang Huilin was emotional for a while. We don’t know if we can’t figure it out and do something like this."

    "In short, this matter has nothing to do with us, let’s not think about it."

    Li Xiayun nodded, "I mean, this is not Huang Huilin either. What a good person, we still care about going to Hui District tomorrow to show condolences."

    "Don't worry, our sketches are about to rehearse, and we should be able to perform smoothly." The

    two chatted with Yu Xiaowan until nine o'clock in the evening, and then they said to her. I greeted and went back.

    As soon as I walked downstairs to the hospital, I heard someone shouting, "Arrange for an ambulance to go to the security department. Someone killed himself/

    herself ." Xu Ling and Li Xiayun looked at each other. It wouldn't be...

    they hurried back to the art troupe. People come and go, it's nine o'clock in the evening, and the lights are bright, this must be an accident.

    Liao Yimei was taking Huang Huilin to go out. Huang Huilin kept crying. Liao Yimei saw Xu Ling and Li Xiayun, "You two stand there and watch what you

    should go back to the dormitory ." Xu Ling and Li Xiayun had to go back to the dormitory. There were only two of them in the dorm. People, quietly, Xu Ling didn't know what to say, and so did Li Xiayun.

    Both of them went to bed in silence, but they couldn't sleep anymore.

    Xu Ling: "Do you think Huang Huilin's father killed herself/herself."

    Li Xiayun: "It looks like it should be."

    "It's only been two days. How can so many things happen? I still think it's weird."

    Li Xiayun was silent. After a while, he replied, "Perhaps a lot of things have already raged before we know it, but they all broke out at this moment."

    "

    Or maybe this is not an eruption, and the fuse." Xu Ling was stunned, Li Xiayun Why is she so emotional today, and she couldn't understand what she said.

    She didn't seem to care much about anything before, and occasionally quarreled with Yu Xiaowan, often taciturn, but today she seems to be different from usual.

    Xu Ling didn't think much, "Maybe so." She yawned, "Go to sleep, I didn't sleep well last night, there are too many things today, I basically haven't

    rested , so tired." Li Xiayun did not return to her. Xu Ling didn't care that she fell asleep soon.

    But Li Xiayun didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at the ceiling with piercing eyes.

    Early the next morning, when the whistle sounded, Xu Ling and Li Xiayun hurriedly cleaned up, and hurried to assemble.

    I thought there were so many things. I didn't know if I would go to Dechenghui District today. I didn't expect that the whistle was blown to gather early in the morning, and Yu Xiaowan and the others were also picked up from the hospital.

    When Xu Ling and the others arrived, Yu Xiaowan and the others were already in line. Liao Yimei hadn't slept well for two days, her dark circles under her eyes were heavy, but her majesty was still there.