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Text 769 I have a friend named Gu Huan

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    Lin Weiran slept for a long time in the hospital bed. He had not slept so peacefully for two full months. He had many dreams, dreaming about the joyful scene when all this was over. He dreamed about Lin Yuner throwing herself into him.  He kept saying "You are bad" in his arms. He dreamed of Kim Taeyeon sitting in front of the record wall and giving him a resentful look. He dreamed of Han Weiyi walking towards him in those 12cm high heels and giving him a hard blow.  One of his feet broke his heel. He dreamed of Gu Huan sitting on the sun-heated stone steps of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, holding an open beer can and whistling to the beautiful girls passing by.  Yes, he didn't dream about Gu Huan's future, so he woke up. He opened his eyes with difficulty. The first thing he felt was a strong headache. The sunlight coming in from the window was so dazzling. His throat was so dry that he could hardly say anything.  After he spoke, he saw a woman who was supposed to be staying in the United States waiting for him to pick her up, and then he remembered that he had forgotten what he promised her.  Lin Weiran has forgotten Han Weiyi, but Han Weiyi has not forgotten Lin Weiran. She had no intention of returning to South Korea before everything settled, but the news that kept coming made her leave the safety of the United States.  Han Weiyi fell asleep lying on the bedside. According to the doctor, Lin Weiran fainted just because of extreme fatigue and even more extreme excitement. She didn't know that this lame explanation was actually covering up someone's drug overdose. Seeing  Lin Weiran was lying motionless on the hospital bed. She only noticed that his face was extremely pale.  More than ten hours later, when Han Weiyi couldn't resist the tiredness and fell asleep, Lin Weiran woke up. He didn't force himself to sit up, but stared at the ceiling blankly. His mind had been spinning for the past dozens of hours.  There are only fragments of memory inside.  But I can't remember most things.  But he still remembered that Gu Huan was dead.  He told them to give him a good one.  Han Weiyi will always remember this day when Lin Weiran shook her awake.  He asked her to help with something. He said that he wanted to make a gangster movie and needed to find someone. He thought of a scene where hundreds of gangsters held black umbrellas to see off a person on a rainy day. The coffin should be good and have a real  Pastor, I want white chrysanthemums or roses, and dozens of black Mercedes-Benz vehicles to form a long convoy Han Weiyi couldn't bear to expose his lies.  Because Lin Weiran's eyes revealed a sadness that she would never be able to understand.  Han Weiyi took Lin Weiran out of the hospital that afternoon. With the help of Gillis, Lin Weiran became a free agent. Reporters who had been waiting for a day swarmed up like flies. Lin Weiran, who refused to use a wheelchair, walked very quickly.  Slowly, he stood silently within the protective circle of the bodyguards. The flashlight illuminated his face, and the huge white mask could not completely cover the paleness of his face.  "Did he win?" The reporters looked at Mercedes-Benz walking further and further and discussed: "If he had lost, he wouldn't have come out so quickly." "Did you see the beautiful woman next to him?" Another reporter  Said: "If he loses, will he still have such a beautiful woman by his side?" The reporters nearby who heard the discussion suddenly realized and nodded in agreement with this opinion.  Lin Weiran was silent along the way, he didn't want to talk.  Not knowing what to say, Han Weiyi asked a few questions without getting anything to say, but she didn't get an answer from Lin Weiran, so she gave up her little thought.  , it was yesterday¡¯s flight, and now I have been in Japan for a day.  Lin Weiran said oh.  Han Weiyi could not bear her jealousy for the first time. She knew when a man would not care about a woman's little thoughts.  Also know when a man ignores this.  The destination is not far from the hospital, at a small horse farm on the outskirts of the city.  This place provides horse storage services to guests during international horse racing conferences. Normally, it only provides a new experience for middle-class people who want to learn horse riding. However, there is a huge green pasture here. Although it is not endless as far as the eye can see, it is also suitable for tourists.  Huan's request.  After waking up, Lin Weiran also recovered a lot of physical strength. The relief of headache symptoms made him look more energetic than before. The producer ran over quickly after seeing Lin Weiran and his party. Han Weiyi completed the task assigned temporarily.  It's very good. One hundred sets of costumes and hundreds of extras are assembled in two hours, which is a test of the producer's ability. Not to mention that most of the extras here have acting experience. The black umbrella, the coffin, and the priest are from the Christian faith.  The staff of the association office are temporary guests. Except for the fact that the sky is sunny and this is not a cemetery, all the conditions are basically met.  "President, President." The producer bowed and almost put his head on his calf. Lin Weiran's sudden appearance gave him a big surprise. Without Han Weiyi having to say anything, the producer extended an invitation: "You need to apply for a filming permit in the cemetery.  It was a bit troublesome, so I chose to rehearse here first. Because I was pressed for time, I didn¡¯t have time to contact you to reserve the venue. But it doesn¡¯t matter. The person in charge of the racecourse has agreed not to let people in anymore. Let¡¯s go in and take a look first. Wait" "Let's go.  Come on, take us to see it." Han Weiyi said coldly.  The producer looked at Han Weiyi and then at Lin Wei?, I didn¡¯t know what was going on, but his head turned quickly. He led the two of them towards the venue. The guests who had not yet left the venue looked to this side. They were riding on horses and had a good view.  When they suddenly saw such a big group, they would naturally be curious to ask around. When they heard terms like filming, movies, etc., the arrival of Lin Weiran and his entourage made them immediately think of the word star.  From a distance, Han Weiyi still looks glamorous. The smoothness of this woman walking on the soft grass in high heels is amazing. Although Han Weiyi wearing sunglasses makes them unable to see her full appearance, judging from her demeanor and how others treat her  With his attitude, they immediately recognized that he was a big star.  Several males who had been to the racecourse several times rode their horses directly over. Their movements were not so standard and could even be said to be stumbling, but each of them held their waists straight, and even the younger ones shouted in a very youthful manner.  "Sister, you are so beautiful!" Lin Weiran and his entourage turned a deaf ear. A staff member spontaneously stopped them in the outer circle. More than a hundred extras who had already changed their costumes and received props were standing or sitting together, in groups of three or three.  The two of them were either talking and laughing, or looking at the sky.  Walking to a group of people, the producer asked several extras to stand up. The extras looked at the producer impatiently, and then noticed Lin Weiran.  They immediately scrambled to their feet and stood in a row hastily and flatteringly.  Because everyone can see that Lin Weiran is the boss.  "Sister, you are so beautiful!" The young man riding a horse outside persisted, and many of the extras burst into laughter as soon as he finished speaking.  Behind the sunglasses.  Han Weiyi had already frowned. She stared at Lin Weiran, fearing that this bustling scene would stimulate him more. But unexpectedly, Lin Weiran was always calm. Even if it was just his expression and tone, he had never been calm.  Show a hint of anger.  "Tell them to get ready and let's go once." Han Weiyi worked hard to clean up the mess. The set was like this. Everyone was waiting for the director's call to start before they cheered up.  But Han Weiyi didn't expect the producer's expression to change at this time.  After hesitating for a long time, he gave her a reasonable explanation that she couldn't refute.  "There is no director." "Wait for me, I will contact you immediately." Han Weiyi said and was about to take out her mobile phone.  "No need." Lin Weiran held Han Weiyi's hand and said to the producer, "Show me the props." The producer nodded repeatedly and hurriedly led Lin Weiran in another direction.  We walked through the crowd and arrived at the fence. A truck was parked there. The stagehands who had been hired temporarily from the company to help were smoking and chatting. When they saw Lin Weiran and his entourage coming over, they immediately put out their cigarette butts and stood ready.  The coffin was still in the car and had not been unloaded. It was wrapped in colorful fabrics to facilitate transportation and prevent bumps. It looked like a gift package that had not yet been unpacked.  As soon as you open it, a living person will pop out.  Han Weiyi took off her sunglasses and no longer concealed her coldness. She whispered to Lin Weiran: "Give me a few days and I will arrange everything." Lin Weiran tugged at the cloth packaging on the coffin: "Okay  But you also have to pay attention to your safety." Han Weiyi didn't have time to speak.  The producer trotted over with a burly man in sportswear. Lin Weiran and Han Weiyi looked over in surprise, and the producer started to explain.  "This is the deceased" He introduced with a smile: "Since it is a gangster funeral scene. We have also considered several candidates, and now this one is" "Shut up!" The producer was frightened by Han Weiyi's tone.  Stunned.  When he met those angry eyes, he was instantly sweating like rain.  "Yes. We don't have a body yet." Lin Weiran looked at Han Weiyi and suddenly realized: "We have to get the body back."  Amonai stood in the waiting hall, beside her was her capable  Suitcase, she took off her sunglasses and looked at the flipping signs, carefully looking for her flight.  It's hard for men who come and go not to notice such a woman. She stands tall and straight, like a flagpole in the square outside. Her decent windbreaker wraps her figure well, and there is no bulge in the front or back.  Regardless of the romantic meaning, the most unforgettable thing is her eyes, which are big but not obtrusive, full of energy, clear and pleasant.  Amonai put on her sunglasses again, and when she walked to the back hall, she had time to review her mistake. This was a habit she left behind at Harvard Law School, specifically for those courses where she couldn't get an A.  She should have known it from the moment she informed Li Jianxi of Gu Huan's death and was kicked out.  Her precious escape time was delayed for thirty-six hours, and she only learned that Lin Weiran had been released from the hospital through the news she heard accidentally.  So many phone calls telling her not to worry about retaliation all turned out to be lies, and she was treated as an apology.The gift may be given to Lin Weiran in the next moment.  She didn¡¯t notify anyone, and even calculated the time when booking the air ticket. She would leave South Korea in fifteen minutes. Her first stop was Taiwan, and her next stop was Denmark.  Amonai has no interest in being a sacrifice, and is not prepared to pay any price for the accident. Gu Huan's role is to threaten the majority. If he were to become a whistleblower and attack Lin Weiran, things would not be settled like this.  Quickly, the supervisor she sent encountered Han Gaoye's eagle dog Chen. He was still in a coma in the hospital. He had lost some of his bargaining chips. The people who captured Gu Huan actually killed someone who wanted to violate him because of Gu Huan.  His homosexuality and ferociousness took over, and he beat Gu Huan to death.  Such an accident caught Amona by surprise. Of course Li Jianxi would not need such an unfavorable agent. The neutral faction remained silent at the news of Park Geun-hye's return to the country tomorrow. Faced with the upcoming "Lin Weiran time", Amona did not want to bear it alone.  His anger.  There were two people in front of her. Amonai, who had checked her luggage, was holding the ticket in her hand tightly. The joy of escaping made her a little anxious. She kept looking forward, her palms full of sweat.  "I'm sorry, I want to ask about the time." Amona turned around and saw an ordinary uncle's face. Her good upbringing made her not forget to smile, and she told the other party the time: "Eleven o'clock.  "Thank you." The uncle said, "By the way, my name is Khmer Yao." Amonai was stunned for a moment until the Khmer Yao's next words made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.  "I have a friend named Gu Huan." (To be continued)
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