Xia Ling stares at the TV screen, her eyes are straight, the news goes one by one, but she seems to have no response.

Enoch looked up at his mother, looked at the TV again, and asked, "Mom, what are you watching?"

Xia Ling looked back at her son and said with a smile, "Mom forgot to watch the news. Do you want to watch cartoons?"

"Look what you like, mom." Enoch said very kindly.

Xia Ning smiles, but she turns the channel to children's channel.

Enoch sat next to his mother watching TV, but he had a feeling that his mother seemed very uneasy, holding her hands, but always moving.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Enoch looks at Xia Ling with some worry.

Looking at her son, Xia Ning said softly, "mom is OK."

"But mom, you don't look well." Enoch said worriedly, "I'll call dad."

"No!" Xia Ning pulled her son, "Mom didn't sleep well last night, just go to sleep for a while." She wanted to get up, but her legs seemed to have suddenly lost their strength. She couldn't get up.

"Honey, can you do mom a favor?" Xia Ling looks at her son.

Enoch nodded.

"Go to mom's room and help mom take down her cell phone, OK?" Said Xia Ning.

Enoch nodded, "OK." Then she let go of Xia Ning's hand and went to the stairs.

"Slow down," said Xia Ling

Looking at her son's back disappearing in sight, she was relieved, but her thoughts were soon taken away by the news.

I think she thinks too much.

Soon Enoch came down and handed the phone to Xia Ling.

Xia Ning holds her mobile phone and thinks about what to do.

The quickest way to confirm it is to call his agent Du Yi or call him directly.

But she is a little afraid, or if they find that it is not, they may think that she is insane and wish he was not good.

After thinking for a while, she directly opened the microblog. If the star really had an accident, there would be a lot of noise on the microblog.

There is no Jin Yan's name in the hot search on the microblog home page. Her heart is more than half down in an instant. It should be a misunderstanding.

She also opened Jin Yan's microblog interface. The latest microblog was sent last night. It was a lucky draw for the release of the new album. Later, he asked fans to support the new album. It seems that he is very concerned about the sales of the album and is very enthusiastic about his work.

The day before yesterday, I was still promoting my new album. The next morning, I found that I committed suicide at home. It's ridiculous. No one is so boring.

Looking at the tens of thousands of comments under the latest microblog, Xia Ning silently sighs that she is worthy of being the king of heaven singer, and her appeal is different. Her mental arithmetic is completely put down and misunderstood.

She went back to the home page, ready to launch, suddenly her eyes swept to the hot search ranking, just a few minutes, hot search list changed.

Looking at the hot search name at the end, her hand holding the mobile phone suddenly tightened.

She stares at the words "the king of popularity committed suicide" and thinks about the king of popularity in the entertainment industry. She must be very young with popularity, and the first person she thinks of is Jin Yan.

Heart seems to be blocked by something in general, stuffy she is very uncomfortable.

She watched for a long time and finally ordered in.

Qiao Yu poured the soup in the pot onto the noodles covered with beef and scallion, took a pair of chopsticks, and put on the bowl.

As soon as he came out, he saw Xia Ling holding a mobile phone and covering her heart. Her face was twisted because of pain. With a jump of his eyebrows, he put her face on the table and ran over immediately.

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