to dig boyfriend's grave

Chapter 49

Seeing that Lin Jia was asleep, Shen Jiming went to the bathroom and used warm water to twist a small towel and put it on Lin Jia's forehead.

He also took out a few talismans that he got from the old man and pasted them in Lin Jia's body. Although Yu could do the trick, the side effects were too great. Although Lin Jia's health was not bad, he couldn't afford such accidents one after another.

What's more, the old man still wanted Lin Jia to use Yu to go to his tomb.

He reached out and took off the small towel, and tested the temperature on Lin Jia's forehead with the back of his hand. The temperature seemed to have dropped a little, and it wasn't as hot as before.

Shen Jiming looked at Lin Jia's peaceful sleeping face and smiled. After flicking Lin Jia's forehead with his hand, he gently lifted the quilt on the other side, closed his clothes and lay down.

That's it, I don't have to think about the past, it's good to be like this now.

Lin Jia fell into a deep sleep this time, and Shen Jiming flashed through her mind in a dizzy state.

Big brother Shen in his head loves to laugh, and his eyes are full of gentle smiles when looking at him.

He would call him Ajia softly, and hold his hand with clasped fingers.

But that Shen Jiming doesn't seem to be the current Shen Jiming.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and felt that he was holding something cold in his arms, which was very comfortable to hold to cool down.

Looking up, Shen Jiming was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and Lin Jia suddenly touched something in his arms with a guilty conscience.

It's Mr. Shen's arm...

"What time is it?" Lin Jia pretended to let go of Shen Jiming's arm naturally.

Shen Jiming took Lin Jia's cell phone and looked at it, "It's just six o'clock."

"Hey, I've slept for more than five hours." Lin Jia sat up from the bed and stretched her waist, "I haven't eaten all day, I'm going to starve to death."

"Go out to eat, or eat at home." Shen Jiming put his hand on Lin Jia's head and pressed it, "The fever is gone, is there any discomfort?"

"It's okay, but my voice is still a little hoarse." Lin Jia smiled, "Let's eat it at home, just the noodles you made for me yesterday, it's delicious."

"Okay." Shen Jiming nodded, got out of bed and went out.

Lin Jia pulled out a pair of trousers from the closet and went out to wear them. He took a shower in the morning and passed out on the bed with only his top and a pair of underwear on.

Going to the living room to pour a glass of water, Lin Jia took the glass and wandered to the kitchen, leaning against the wall and looking at Mr. Shen standing in the kitchen.

Shen Jiming was staring at the boiling water in the pot with his back behind his back, the profile of his face slightly turned towards him was cold and deep, and the line from the bridge of the nose to the jaw was beautiful.

"Why did you come down?" Shen Jiming glanced at Lin Jia, then turned his head and waited for the water to boil, before throwing down the noodles in his hand.

"It's just a fever, not a broken leg." Lin Jia shrugged and looked into the pot. "So that's how you look down."

"Then why do you think I'm going down?" Shen Jiming looked at him with a smile.

"Then... just snap your fingers like that, and then all these things will be put back in place." Lin Jia laughed at herself. "Like a magic movie."

"Is that so?" Shen Jiming snapped his fingers in the air, and the cooked noodles in the pot floated up and fell into the bowl next to him, and all the prepared ingredients fell into the bowl automatically and were mixed.

Shen Jiming looked at Lin Jia who was stunned, smiled and brought the bowl over, and handed it to Lin Jia, "Eat it while it's hot."

Lin Jia: "..."

After eating and drinking, Lin Jia was lying on the sofa rubbing his belly when the phone in the bedroom rang. He turned his head and glanced at Shen Jiming who was sitting next to him, "Brother Shen, let's do another show."

Shen Jiming smiled helplessly, snapped his fingers, and the phone in the bedroom flew out and landed in Lin Jia's hand.

Lin Jia glanced at the caller, it was Ye Fan.

"Hey, Jiazi, something really happened this time." Ye Fan's voice came over as soon as the phone was connected.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jia heard the tension and seriousness in Ye Fan's voice, and quickly got up from the sofa and sat down.

"I thought Tianhe's crisis wouldn't affect you. After all, you haven't debuted yet, and you don't have any masterpieces." Ye Fan spoke quickly, and the urgency in his voice couldn't be hidden. "But now some marketing accounts on the Internet are tying you to Biandu, saying that you are being taken care of by him. It will be stewed by netizens, and it will all become real."

"Bian Du?" Lin Jia was surprised, "I haven't met him a few times? How can this be hyped up? If you want to tie the heat, you should tie me and Qin Huai together, right?"

Shen Jiming was staring at the TV, raised his eyebrows when he heard this sentence, glanced at Lin Jia, and turned around again.

"Do you think those marketing accounts are stupid? Biandu has a criminal record for supporting small stars. Being with you is an unspoken rule, that is, keeping you. Tying you and Qin Huai together? At most, it is a male star's same-sex love! "Ye Fan took a breath, "Now Tianhe is too busy to take care of himself, and is desperately trying to pull down artists from other companies. I think when this turmoil passes, the entire entertainment industry will have to change the water. Who will drown in this wave?" In the water, it depends on fate."

After hearing this, Lin Jia took a breath and did not speak.

"Don't worry too much, too many people have been affected this time, you are a four or five line, I see if you can suppress it, and the pictures on the marketing account are the last time the three of us went to the Japanese grocery store to capture a few Zhang, I'll go to their store later to see if there is a camera." Ye Fan sighed after speaking, he had three blisters on his mouth when dealing with Qin Huai these days, unexpectedly early this morning, the marketing account He grabbed Lin Jia again.

"By the way, how is Brother Qin?" Lin Jia asked.

"Hey, Brother Qin has a big target for being popular. He has been scolded by the sailors who don't know where he came from these days. He plays big names, has a bad temper, beats people, gathers people for prostitution, and talks about his nose and eyes. He has been very angry these days. He was still swearing at people while sleeping." Ye Fan laughed at this point, "Yesterday I watched him scolding others with a trumpet, I was so happy, I really didn't expect him to have such a day."

"Brother Qin is probably very angry." Lin Jia smiled, it was not easy for Qin Huai to be so angry.

"Okay, I just came to tell you something, I have to hang up first, I'm so busy here, by the way, remember to call me tomorrow for filming, I'll take you there." Ye Fan immediately hung up the phone after finishing speaking .

After Lin Jia and Ye Fan hung up the phone, they immediately went online to check the news about him.

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#新进男星林嘉一路条上来#

One of the pictures below is Bian Du leaning towards him with a smile, he is smiling and taking the water from Bian Du's hand, and the other one is because of the angle, Bian Du seems to be hugging him and kissing.

The remaining few photos were all taken in nightclubs. Because of the angle of the light, the profile of the man with most of his bare chest wrapped around Bian Du's body in the photo was very similar to him.

Lin Jia held back her anger and flipped through the comments below.

It was full of scolding, which was terrible to hear.

"Who are these people?" Shen Jiming moved his head towards him at some point, and startled Lin Jia when he made a noise.

"I don't know." Lin Jia turned off her mobile phone and threw it on the coffee table. "He ran away from the mental hospital."

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Hahahaha I fell asleep halfway through typing yesterday.