Fire After Rebirth - Chap 5
　As soon as Lin Qingyan’s Weibo was released, it caused quite a stir. Many netizens suspected that he was trying to gain everyone’s attention, and they didn’t believe that he would really quit the entertainment industry.
　　Discussions are raging on the Internet, and there are more and more shouts and curses.
　　Everyone was waiting for the moment when Lin Qingyan slapped her in the face.
　　But time passed day by day, and in the past month, Lin Qingyan hadn’t appeared in the public eye again, and the latest Weibo news was the blog post announcing his resignation.
　　No one saw him again, as if the world had disappeared.
　　The netizens who vowed to wait for Lin Qingyan to be slapped in the face were confused. Could it be that they were the ones who were slapped in the face? Lin Qingyan really retired?
　　Nobody knows.
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　　In a rented room in a small backward county thousands of kilometers away from Nancheng, a young man who had disappeared for a month was coming out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming noodles.
　　His body walked very slowly against the wall, but he still accidentally knocked against the table leg in front of him, and fell heavily to the ground. The noodles in his hand also fell down, and the steaming soup spilled In hand.
　　The back of the hand, which was so pale that it was almost transparent, was immediately flushed red.
　　Lin Qingyan, who didn’t feel anything, didn’t even know that she was burned.
　　Now he not only has no pain, but also lost his vision, which completely disappeared only a few days ago, so he has not yet adapted to the life of not being able to see the light.
　　His hearing was also slowly fading, to the point where he could barely hear.
　　The sequelae caused by blood stasis and nerve compression are indeed great.
　　After announcing his resignation, he terminated the contract with the brokerage company and spent almost all his savings to redeem himself. If he didn’t terminate the contract, this black-hearted company that eats people and doesn’t spit out bones will definitely squeeze the last bit of value from him.
　　After the termination of the contract, there was still a balance of hundreds of thousands of yuan, and Lin Qingyan transferred it all to his parents, which can be regarded as paying off the kindness of their upbringing over the years. However, he came to this strange place alone with only a few thousand yuan in his pocket. In a small county town.
　　He did not choose to heal himself.
　　There was a sudden knock on the door, and Lin Qingyan, who could still hear a little sound for a while, was a little surprised. No guest had ever visited his dilapidated rental room, who could it be?
　　Lin Qingyan leaned on the wall and stood up, groping slowly and walked over to open the door, his dark and beautiful eyes blinked, and his voice was hoarse after he hadn’t spoken for half a month: “Who is it?”
　　The man standing outside the door saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, turbulent emotions were hidden under his calm face, and he stared motionlessly at the person in front of him.
　　Compared with the handsome and beautiful young man a month ago, Lin Qingyan seems to be a different person now. He is very thin, so thin that he is out of shape, only skin and bones are left on his body, and there is no flesh on the pointed chin. It seemed that the pair of godless eyes were very big.
　　The back of the white hand was hot red, and the room was in a mess, noodles mixed with soup spilled on the floor.
　　As if he had guessed something, the man’s heart sank little by little.
　　”Why don’t you talk?” Lin Qingyan spoke again, and after finishing speaking, she chuckled to herself, lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice, “By the way, I can hardly hear now.”
　　Chapter 8 Death
　　His body was suddenly suspended in the air, and Lin Qingyan was suddenly hugged horizontally. With a cry of surprise, he subconsciously raised his arms around the man’s neck.
　　Invisible to the eyes, the sense of smell becomes more sensitive. The faint, cool woody cedar smell lingers on the tip of the nose. It smells inexplicably reassuring and a bit familiar.
　　Lin Qingyan remembered that the man who helped him in the shopping mall that day also smelled like this, but unfortunately he fainted when he didn’t see the man’s face clearly at that time, and now that he is blind, he can’t see even more.
　　The person in his arms was very light, like a frightened kitten at this time, his clear, watery and lifeless eyes were extremely fragile, the man was silent for two seconds, lowered his head to the young man’s ear, regardless of whether he could hear it or not , opened his lips and said: “Don’t be afraid, I’m not a bad person.”
　　The soft and deep voice is like the rubbing of ears and temples between lovers.
　　Lin Qingyan vaguely heard it.
　　He didn’t know what the man looked like, what his name was, why he found it here, but there was no reason, he believed that he was not a bad person, and felt at ease from the bottom of his heart, maybe because this man was the only one who helped him without any purpose people.
　　Besides, he had nothing now and nothing to be afraid of.
　　Next, the man hugged the young man and sat on the sofa, took out the medicine box and carefully cleaned the burns on the back of his hand, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and finally went into the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles again, eating the noodles one bite at a time. feed him.
　　Lin Qingyan ate ordinary noodles, crystal tears rolled down her cheeks, and the strength she had deliberately pretended to collapse at this moment because of the kindness of a stranger.
　　He is also just a normal person with flesh and blood who will be sad and sad, and wants to be cared for, cared for, and favored, but he has lived for 24 years, except for the weak family affection and fake love, all he feels is from this world. unfriendly.
　　He also wants to be a confident man who is blatantly favored.
　　A moment later, Lin Qingyan fell into a firm and warm embrace. The man gently stroked his thin shoulders, then took out a candy from his pocket, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth.
　　The familiar taste spread on the tip of the tongue, sour and sweet, it was plum candy, a sour and salty dried plum was wrapped in the crystal clear sugar meat, this was his favorite candy when he was a child.
　　Lin Qingyan cried and laughed, leaning against the man’s arms, weeping uncontrollably.
　　Day by day, Lin Qingyan’s physical condition became worse and worse. He missed the best time for treatment, and now Hua Tuo can’t save him even if he comes back to life.
　　The only consolation is that he was not alone in the last period of his life.
　　The man has stayed here to take good care of him and treat him well.
